#c:joey

[burntoutbullets]

@men-of-paradise gets a Joey starter

This was starting to become a little ridiculous. Now, Joseph was certainly not the kind to complain about having the attention of a hot, older man... But the way how Joshua kept showing up and asking just enough questions to be suspicious was bordering on odd.

Like tonight. What on earth was that man doing at some rooftop party from one of the rich kids in town? Had Joey known that he was the police captain sniffing around for him, things would've taken a much different turn. But in his blissful ignorance, all he could do was make eye contact with the man as he laid there, in nothing but his tight swimsuit, and let Josh take in the sight of his almost naked body.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been missing me just as much as I've been missing you..."

[psurachelbberry]

I guess libraries have become popular recently, not sure why. I am afraid I am unsure of that kind of place sorry.

Libraries are in theory, but too many people. Just want somewhere small, quiet, cozy, as less many people as possible.

[athlxtics]

Muse: Joey Fields. Soccer Player. Lesbian. Open to f/nb 21+

“You think I look good?” Joey questioned with a subtle grin. However internally, her heart did a flip. The soccer player wasn’t short on romance. From flings and one-night stands and everything in between. But this woman? She could always get under her skin. “You look fucking amazing. You always do.” Joey’s grin went from subtle to cocky as she looked the other over, eyes roaming over the body she had fantasized about many times.

[papcrplancs]

Allison could not bring herself to address what happened with Alice at the gala. It was not in her nature to let herself truly feel her feelings. In fact, avoiding them all together and, instead, moving on and burying herself in work were the way to go. At least in her book. So, what else could she have done other than take on more meaningless tasks from other people in her department? Grab coffee like an unpaid intern? Sure. Sift through emails and delete the useless ones? Absolutely. Run this paperwork down to legal? Without a doubt. She walked into the main office, seeing the Lawyer’s door closed. Of course. It was just about time for lunch. Allison had every intention of working through it, but that was not as common, she realized. She sighed, not quite ready to go back to her desk yet. Still, she turned to go back back, spotting Joey. She really didn’t have much of a reason to bother him, but if it spared her a few more minutes of avoiding any reflection on the gala, then she would take it. Besides, he was sweet if not a little directionally challenged. She took an uninvited seat in a chair across from his desk. “Hi, Joey. How are you?”

@jojoswilson​

[mistressmargot]

closed starter for @joeyconnor​

“Bitch, I swear to fuck that you better be inside this apartment because I just lugged two coffees and this bag of goodies, like, 5 blocks and if you’re not in here, ready to be dropped in on unannounced, I’m going to fuck your hot neighbor for good measure.” Margot called through Joey’s door as she knocked against the wood with her free hand, balancing her spoils from their favorite trendy and far too expensive coffee shop.

[burntoutbullets]

Auri kept talking and Joey only convinced himself, even further, that he was some sort of delusional. Such unshakeable optimism in this day an age? For all he knew, Auri could've been a unicorn. That sure as hell would've been believable.

"It doesn't really cross your mind that some people are out there just waiting for opportunities to take advantage of others, does it?" he asked, a mixture of amusement and curiosity. Sure, just because he had a modicum of decency and no plans of scamming Auri in any way, it didn't mean everyone in the city had the same well-meaning behavior.

He couldn't help but look at the prince's hand when he was so bold as to grab Joey's. A part of him truly couldn't believe this was happening.

"You shouldn't trust me! You met me five minutes ago, for fuck's sake," he groaned, just in time for the subway to arrive. He made sure to pull at Auri's hand to get him into the cart. "But I will accept that beer."

Unknown to Joey he was in the presence of a prince, what would the other say if he saw him as he truly was in all his story book splendor. It was his own luck that gave him that sunny outlook though, he was given help when he needed it, in every world he went to. Perhaps it was fate that smiled on him.

"Why not? Isn't it good to know I am reliable? I'm sure lucky I ran into you huh?" Auri smiled and hung close to Joey as he waited for the subway as well. Everything was an assault on the senses, the sounds, the smells. The colorful variety of people, clothes, and even trash. "I still want to pay you. Maybe when we get to where I am going?"

"I do trust you Joey!" He chirped happily not at all thinking the other had any sort of motive besides helping him. He moved to hold the other's hand smiling up at him. "We have really good beer where I am from, we should get a beer! I can pay for it."

[malcalcott]

closed starter for @joeyconnor​

“Joey, if you don’t open up then you don’t get coffee or Chinese food and you of all people know that I could fucking smash this shit all by myself without a second thought.” Malcolm called through the door, uncaring if he was bothering his friend’s neighbors as he used the toe of his boot to do the knocking, kicking the bottom of her door since his hands were full of the food he had brought by.

He knew that it had to be killing the social butterfly influencer to keep herself locked up in her apartment, but he appreciated the fact she was listening to him, and probably more so to Chris, about the need to stay low and keep herself safe. So, he thought he’d at least try to reward her for doing so. “Knock knock, sunshine!”

[xxelijahxxscottxx]

if I say I hate when you open your stupid mouth can I gag you too?

If you’re into that sweetheart....

[burntoutbullets]

@p3cc4tum continued from here

For someone with an unfailing sense of a thrilling scoop and a relentless drive to uncover it, Robin surely had an unbelievable talent for ending up in situations he had never accounted or planned for, completely flustered and in over his head. And yet, sometimes he couldn't bring himself to regret any of it. The journalist had crossed paths with guys like Joey before in the past - men that clearly had something hidden between their chiseled good looks, because their vibe just made it so very obvious there was more to them than met the eye, but left it impossible to figure out what exactly was lurking beneath the surface. Was it just the investigative reporter in him that was drawn to these types, or was some messed up part of himself into secretive fuckers that screamed danger? If multiple threats of violence and a gun or two pointed at his face had not managed to deter him, maybe that was a question for Robin's therapist. Of course, getting to know Joey had not quite gone down that way. Instead of a film noir, Robin found himself in a compromising position of a highly erotic nature, bent over and exposed, flushed from arousal instead of frightful adrenaline. His breathing went heavy and hard, sweat slightly glinting on his bare skin as he could feel his erection straining against the underwear that was pulled just below his rear, the aching hard-on tucked behind the fabric confines. But what most occupied his senses was Joey's lips and tongue, the other man eliciting moans from the journalist as that tongue trailed from his trapped erection up his balls and towards his quivering entrance, causing Robin to gasp with need.

Of all the terrible ideas Joey had ever had, this one would certainly win a prize. Usually, the Bratva dealt with nosy reporters by blackmailing them or straight out taking them out of the equation. But Joey? Oh no. He saw a pretty journalist with a perky butt and a need and decided to do something better.

"Well, well, well- If this isn't the prettiest ass I've ever seen. And it's all mine, isn't it, Robin?" he teased the other, right before he went for the kill and assaulted the boy's hole with his tongue, devouring in ways that nobody would call holy.

He had lost count of how many times he had done this to the poor journalist. Just bend him over the closest surface and show him pleasure like no other man could. There was no danger of Robin digging too deep or publishing anything compromising if it meant losing this.

"Ah, look at that. When was the last time I fucked you again?" Joey asked, his russian accent ever present as he pushed two fingers inside the boy's entrance. "Did you miss me? Need me to fill this for you?"

[burntoutbullets]

Oh, Stefan was making this delicious already. Joey couldn't help the small hint of a smile that appeared at the thought of having that much power over the other already. So, instead of answering straight away, he merely reached down his own body to grope at his own bulge, making it stand out that much more for Stefan.

"I don't know- I feel like maybe you could earn a quick visit from me to the hospital- sneak you into an empty room..." he trailed off, making eye contact with Stefan. "On your knees- come get your fill, baby."

"Well, for one, it makes my day feel longer: it's hard to focus on my patients, when all I wanna nurse is your boner." Stefan replied with a shameless smile, crossing the room until only a small distance remained between them. "Of course not. Your generosity is one of the reasons I admire you. In fact, I bet that you'd send more than just a single pic.

"I really wanted to ask for pics. But I figured that might just make me hornier." He took another step closer, "Want me on your lap or on my knees?"

[athlxtics]

starter for the best bb @tittypriestess​

Her head settled back against the wall with a dull thunk, her throat raw from crying. The past year had been one of the hardest she’d had since she was a child, watching Jo grow closer to marrying Michael each and every day. Joey had tried to be a good friends - she’d done all the maid of honor duties. She’d gone dress shopping, tasted cakes, planned a bridal shower - all things she’d never have thought of doing. But Joey and done them for Jo just see her smile. Jo was due to be married in just two days and earlier today while watching Jo put on the dress for her final fitting it hit her. Joey couldn’t watch Jo marry this man. As soon as she could leave the bridal shop she did, making a beeline for her apartment and packing a small bag before heading into her car and making the three hour drive back to their hometown. When they were teenagers they swore they’d never come back here willingly, but here Joey was holed up in her barely standing childhood home, nursing a beer bottle in one hand. Her phone was tossed across the room, a shatter in the screen. Joey knew this might not be fair to Jo, texting her just two days before that she couldn’t go to the wedding. But it was the only way Joey knew how to survive this. Jo getting married was tough enough, but having to be at her side during it? Joey would rather die.

[aliscnwood]

“Yo, I know that this is an alcohol included event, but I brought my own,” she flashed her flask to Joey. “I get more drunk off the cheep stuff, and also no one can cut me off.”

@joeyameliadaley

[ncahlockwood]

“Joey, no, no, do not do that again,” Noah said, pointing at her.

@joeyameliadaley

[burntoutbullets]

If he had to be honest, Joey had already realized that this situation had gotten out of control. At first it was a fun stunt; fucking an FBI agent was the kind of playing with fire that thrilled him like nothing else. Just another way of 'sticking it to the system'. But the sex turned into company and the company turned into intimacy and he didn't know how to stop it.

"It's just coffee, Chase," he groaned, propping up from the couch, still completely naked, to look at his now lover. Of course he ignored the real meaning behind the question. "Push the button and it'll do the rest-"

Lover.

An FBI lover, when Joseph was a former Spetsnaz and now a fixer for the russian mafia. He was so ruined.

. ݁₊ ⊹ open to M . ݁₊ ⊹ connections: enemies to lovers ( Y/M  could  be  a  criminal,  mafia  member,  vigilante,  villain,  agent from  a  different  organization.  chase  is  FBI BAU ) . ݁₊ ⊹ [ from  source  /  bullet  no.  13 : ]  when Y/M  and  chase  slept  together,  they  agreed  it  would  be  an  one  time  thing.  but  it  happened  again.  and  again.

one  night,  they  were  fighting,  throwing  fiery  words,  then  shoving,  then  pinning up against the wall,  then . . . kissing?  if  they  stopped  there,  maybe  the  two  men  could've  brushed  it  off.  but  kissing  led  to  fucking.  that's  where  they  should've  stopped.  but  chase  loses  count  of  how  many  times  they've  fallen  in  bed.  if  it  was  just  sex,  maybe  chase  could  be  emotionally devoid  about  all  this.  but  it's  sex  and  staying  the  night  and  breakfast  the  next  morning  and  tracing  scars  and  stealing  each  other's  clothes  and──  "what're  we  doing?"  chase  stares  at  the  overly  complicated  coffee  machine.  he's  over  at  the  other  man's  place,  still  here  from  the  night  before.

[warxpaiint]

@arexyouxafraidxofxthexdark

Sending them down to the ground to make sure earth was survivable, that all sounded that absolute bullshit to Hayden as she was sitting strapped to the drop ship, her gaze looking over to Joey as she reached out for her hand and squeezed it. “You okay?” She asked as she smiled weakly to her when the ship began to rock slightly as they began to enter the atmosphere, but then her attention got taken away by the chancellor as he came up on screen and she scoffed lightly at his words, yeah they were sending them all down to their deaths and they all knew it. However, then she looked over to the commotion on the other side and she instantly rolled her eyes at Finn who seemed to not be taking this seriously either, though her lips twitched up in amusement. “God, he is such a moron,” she began in a whisper as let out a small breath. “But have to admit, that looks like fun,” she spoke as her gaze moved towards the other two guys as they began to unbuckle themselves and just as they did the parachute were pulled, causing the three of them to fly across the ship as it rocked viciously. Sucking in a deep breath, she squeezed her eyes shut as she prepared for the worse, but then everything went quiet and her eyes slowly opened, looking to Monty as he spoke and then paying attention to the fact that the engines had indeed stopped, which had everyone instantly unbuckling themselves and heading down towards the door, all anxious to see what was on the other side of it.

[papcrplancs]

@jojoswilson​

Allison had been sent on a mission to bring some paperwork to the floor of one of the partner companies of the advertising firm. She wasn’t really sure that was in her job description, but she wasn’t going to say no by any means so off she went. The person who handed her the paperwork had barely given her any sort of directions, illegibly scribbled onto a post-it note. The only thing she could make out for certain was 1505 and west of the elevator  as if cardinal directions were any kind of help. She had been wandering for ten minutes, determined not to return to her office until she had finished the job, but she could find no doors labeled 1505, and she was starting to lose confidence she ever would.

 She approached an open office, poking her head inside to see if anyone else was around that may understand the note better than her. She saw a lone person sitting at a desk, and decided to take her chances asking for directions. “Excuse me, can I ask you where a particular office might be?”