#moak

Sub!Joe who jerks off while sniffing your underwear

Sub!Joe who stops going on missions just too stay home and fuck you

Sub!Joe who's fucks your thighs

Sub!Joe who cums down your thigh while being spanked

Spoilers for ep 8

Joe x reader (any gender)

Joe is tied up to a chair in a dark interrogation room, the reader is looking to question his involvement with Angelo but Joe isn't talking. So they decide to edge him for answers :)

Joe x fem!reader

Warnings: light slapping, teasing, sub!Joe, restraints, ropes

(I hope you like this!!! I love Joe so much)

I circled the chair my heels clacking against the concrete floor as I walked slowly. My eyes remained on the man tied up, his hands were bound behind the chair a gag in his mouth and his feet tied up.

His right eye was adorned with a growing bruise and his lip was busted open. He whimpered softly as he watched me move around him, his eyes darting across my body as he did so.

Finally I stopped in front of the chair and faced him, my arms crossed and my brows raised

"Joe this the last time I'm going to ask nicely, tell me what you know about Angelo or this becomes a lot worse for you" My voice was harsh and dominate, echoing around the nearly empty room.

Joe flinched slightly at the tone in my voice before stuttering out the same answer as before

"I told you, I don't know anything about him!" Joe replied angrily whilst fighting against the restraints

"I don't even know who you're talking about!" He shouted again, his voice was hoarse from the shouting and his wrists rubbed raw form where he was struggling

I sighed in response

"Joe I've given you so many chances, it's a shame you're such a bad boy instead of just telling me the truth" I stepped closer too him my voice lowering as I leaned in, my breath ghosting over his ear. He gulped as he tried too look away but I brought my hand up holding his face still.

My boobs were positioned in front of his face and I could feel him become more tense and his breathing get heavier the closer I leaned in

"You could've been such a good boy, but now you have too be punished" I whispered seductively

He gulped at my words and nodded

"Please punish me"

I stepped back watching him, the way he was no longer fighting the ropes and how his cock was quickly hardening. It was perfect, just how I'd always wanted him.

My hands gently reached too the back of my dress, slowly pulling down the zipper. The sound of it filled the room before coming too a halt, then I slide my dress off until I was left in just my bra, panties and heels. Then I stepped out my dress kicking it too the side before turning my attention back too Joe

"You like what you see?" I asked

"F-fuck yes, oh fuck" He moaned, his eyes trailing over my body.

I stepped forward and sat down on his lap, straddling him with my clothed cunt right above his hard cock. Joe gasped at the feeling and bucked his hips, before realizing what he'd done

"I-i didn't mean too"

"Such a brat" Then my palm was against his cheek, a loud smack filling the room. He let out a small whine in response but I didn't take any notice

"Are you going too tell me what you know, or am I going to have too punish you harder?"

"I can't tell you, he'd kill me"

"I may very well kill you first if you don't start talking" Then I grinded my hips down, moving slowly over his cock. My arms wrapped around him and I started kissing and sucking on his neck, leaving behind dark purple marks. His whines only got louder the more I moved and kissed him

"That feels so fucking good"

"I bet it does, baby.

There's more of where that came from if you just tell me some information"

"Don't do this too me, please. You know I can't say anything" But his voice sounded more unsure now and he was less convinced. He was going too crack soon, I could feel it

"Very well" I sighed before moving off his lap and standing up, he groaned as I stood and tried too reach for me, grunting when he couldn't move

"Please come back" Joe whimpered

"Not until you tell me something valuable" I started circling him again, dragging my hand across his shoulders. He shuddered at the feeling and bucked again.

When I got back in front of him I sat back on his lap, not straddling this time just sitting. My arms came up around his neck again and I leaned in pressing a kiss too his cheek

"I know you hate being a brat Joe, just tell me what I need too know and I'll let you cum"

"F-fine, just stop teasing me" He begged

"Maybe, depends on how good the information is"

"It'll be good, I promise. I'll tell you whatever you need too know"

He sounded frantic now, almost like he was about too cry

"Good boy" My hand found it's way too the bulge in his pants, and squeezed slightly

Joe Ferrera x reader

Warnings: flufffff, crying, moments before a meltdown, mean coworkers, mainly just soft!Joe,

(I love Joe so much!!!! He needs more fics about him)

I trudged through our apartment door, slamming it behind me hard enough for the neighbors too hear. Then I threw my bag down onto the floor, listening too everything inside it crash before flopping down face first into the sofa and screaming into the pillow.

Joe ran in from the kitchen with a worried look on his face and his eyes wide

"What happened? Are you okay?" He asked confused

I didn't respond too him, just buried deeper into the pillow and closed my eyes tight trying to hold back the tears.

He moved too sit on the worn chair next too the sofa, now more worried than before

"Hey, talk to me. What's wrong?" He said again

"Go away" I huffed, my voice cracking ever so slightly. But enough for him too know I was crying. Joe sighed at watched as I fought back my tears, occasionally sniffling and whimpering

"Tell me what happened, ya want me too hurt 'em for you?" He joked but I could hear the seriousness in his voice that told me he'd do it if I asked.

"What's got you all worked up?"

"Bad day" I sniffled out, lifting my head from the pillow too look at him. My eyes red with tear streaks down my face, I hiccuped as I breathed in. More tears brimming my eyes

"I can tell that, tell me what happened" Joe's voice turned softer almost smoother as he spoke to me, his way of calming me before a meltdown. His hand moved too my hair slowly stroking it in soothing movements, rubbing his thumb in gentle circles over my scalp. The motion calming almost making me forget about my day

"There ya go, you're okay now you're safe at home"

"Everyone at work" I hiccuped again "They were so mean too me"

I could feel his body go tense but he forced himself too relax

"What did they say too you, hm? Anything me and Angelo need too handle" He chuckled and a small smile appeared on my face

"No nothing that bad, they were just rude and you know ever since they found out I'm autistic they haven't let me live it down. It's been hard. " I murmured avoiding eye contact with him

"Thats horrible, but you're home now. You're with me I'll take care of you, why don't I make you some food? Maybe that pasta you like?"

I smiled immediately already feeling better at the thought of my favourite food, Joe always made it so well

"That would be really nice" I replied "Thank you"

"No problem, you stay here and watch one of those shitty action films you like and I'll go make you the pasta"

I rolled my eyes at his comment but picked up the remote nonetheless, flicking across the channels until I found my old comfort film.

Pulling up a blanket I wrapped myself in it and started the film, while Joe made the food.

After a while he walked back in with a bowl full of pasta and set it in front of me

"Here ya go, made especially for you"

I picked up the bowl and held it, feeling the warmth spread through my hands. I took a few bites before looking back up at him

"Thank you, Joe"