#kats hoevember event

[choke-me-joey]

Can I get prompt 49 with Eddie?

Friends to lovers, reader and Eddie are stoned and she casually asks him “wanna fuck?”

My fave stoner metalhead fucks like a champ and we all know it 🥰

49. Wanna fuck?

Eddie Munson x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, drug use (only weed it's chill), friends to lovers, bareback piv, oral (f receiving), Eddie talks too much, creampie, the usual filth

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This was the definition of happiness. Sat in Eddie's living room on a Friday night, a large pizza devoured between you both, beers sipped, spliff smoked and Halloween playing on the Munson's tiny TV. Wayne was working a double tonight, and your parents were out of town for their anniversary, so you had moved in with your best friend for the weekend.

You were curled up in a ball on the couch, the high from the weed hitting you nicely. Eddie snickers from the other end of the couch.

"As if a butcher knife can hold up a body like that, man, I love this movie but that's fuckin' stupid." He rambles to himself before taking another sip of beer. You watch him from your end of the couch.

Eddie was your best friend in the entire world, the two of you having been inseparable since you were 7. Over the years you'd developed a crush on the long haired boy, which now, as you were both in your 20s, was running rampant 24/7. It didn't help that as you'd gotten older and hormones had reared their heads your friendship had become one of flirtatious jokes and banter, leading pretty much everyone to question why the fuck hadn't you gotten together yet?

You watch Eddie tilt his head back further to get the remaining dregs of his beer out of the bottle, and your eyes drag over that beautiful, beautiful neck of his, with that prominent vein and milky skin just begging to be marked up. Your mouth went dry and your head went all fuzzy. Your thighs squeezed together involuntarily to try and quell the throbbing between your legs. Fuck, why did you have to get so horny when you were high?!

Eddie stands up and stretches, his shirt riding up to expose a sliver of pale skin with a dark trail of hair leading into his pants and you swear you almost choked. God, you wanted to lick his stomach- was that weird? To kiss and lick that area below his belly button and follow the trail of hair down, down to his-

"Another beer, babe?" Eddie's slightly slurred voice cut you off and you quickly look away, acting as if you were studying the edge of blanket draped over your legs instead.

"S-sure." You squeaked clearing your throat. Eddie guffaws.

"Good stuff tonight, right? Rick really set me up good. Been impressed with my sales so let me have some of the finer grass."

You shoot him a sleepy eyed smile and nod, watching as he walks to the fridge and retrieves 2 more beers, cracking them open and returning back to the couch.

"Wanna fuck?" The words leave your mouth before your brain can even catch up and tell you what a stupid fucking idea it is.

Eddie eyes widen, and he dramatically spits out the mouthful of beer he'd just taken, coughing.

"W-what?!" He gasps, regaining his composure slightly, and a grin creeping across his stupid, dumbe, dorky, perfect face. "Seriously?!"

"Forget it." You mumble, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "You're laughing at me."

"Y/N, I'm not laughing at you, I'm just...surprised, I guess? Shit, I've had a crush on you since forever, I mean, Jesus, how could I not? You're so...so fucking beautiful and smart and funny and I'm the town freak, y'know? Never thought you'd like me that way-" he cuts himself off. "-do you...like me that way? Or are you just bored and horny? Wait, fuck it, I don't care."

He scrambles over to your side of the couch and smashes his mouth to yours, kissing you with an energy you could only compare to that of when he is DM'ing, or playing on stage. You moan happily and wrap your arms around his neck, allowing you both to sink into the couch, Eddie's body moving completely on top of yours.

Eddie licks along your bottom lip and you open your mouth allowing his tongue to find yours. As the kiss grows more heated and sensual, you lift up your hips to grind against Eddie, and the friction from the prominent bulge in the front of his jeans has you moaning into his mouth.

"Shit, fuck, you're really fucking sexy, ya know that?" Eddie huffs out a laugh as you reach between you and palm him through his jeans. "Fuck, this is a dream, this can't be real-"

"Eddie, shut up," you giggle, pressing kisses to his cheek and jaw, ghosting over his neck. You lock eyes with him and flick open his belt and button on his jeans, dragging the zipper down and dipping your hand into his underwear, hand enclosing around his cock. Your pussy clenches at how thick he feels in your hand. "Shit, freak, you never told me you were packing."

"You never asked." Eddie smirks, and you stroke his cock slowly, making him groan loudly and drop his head to your shoulder. You smear the precum gathering on his head around with your thumb, and you swear you hear him whine against your neck. Your hand moves up and down his length slowly, making his hips buck into your hand. "Fuck, sweetheart, this is embarrassing but I won't last long if you carry on, been thinking about this for years-"

"Yeah? Been thinking about me jerking you off, Eds? About cumming all over my hand, or in my mouth?"

"Shit, babe, don't say shit like that, gonna make me blow my load way too early," Eddie pants, his face flushed. "Can I eat your pussy? Wanna taste you so bad."

"Fuck, yes, please." You nod and Eddie practically rips your pants and underwear off. He started transfixed and you feel yourself blushing. "Eddie..." You mumble, trying to scoot away. He grabs your hips and holds you in place.

"Ah, ah, ah, sweetheart, I'm committing this to memory, you're so fucking perfect." He spreads your legs, and practically salivates at the sight of your glistening pussy. "Shit, babe, look, she's fucking soaked. This all because of me?" He slowly runs a finger through your slick, circling your clit teasingly. Your back arches.

"Eddie! Shit, yes, always because of you, think about you all the time-" you whimper out, and your admission makes him blanch.

"Y-you do?" He asks quietly, and you nod.

"I'm not just bored, or high, or horny, Eds, always wanted you, always."

"Shit, we're a real pair of fucking idiots," Eddie chuckles, leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. "You mean we could have been doing this for months, years even?!"

"M'sorry," you pout. "Didn't think you liked me that way."

"Oh baby, you don't have to worry about that anymore. M'not letting you go anywhere now, never make you doubt me again, okay?"

You nod and Eddie pecks your lips before trailing kisses down your stomach and then your thighs, deliberately avoiding your pussy. You whine, bucking your hips slightly and Eddie chuckles, pinning your hips down with his arm.

"Be patient, princess, hmm? Can you do that for me? Can you be a good girl?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Eddie, promise, I'll be so good for y-OU!" The last syllable comes out as a shout as Eddie licks from your hole to your clit, flicking it with with tongue.

"Shh, sweetheart, the whole trailer park is gonna hear you." Eddie smirks as he slips a finger into your pussy and you moan out his name. "Oh? You like that? You like the idea of everyone hearing what a naughty girl you're being, huh?"

"Eddieee!"

"Alright, alright, baby, can't wait any longer to taste you anyway." He nips your inner thigh, making your leg jerk. He snickers, the little shit, before making it up to you by placing a kiss on your clit, swiping his tongue over it. Your hands fly to his hair, tangling in his curls as he continues to work his tongue over your swollen clit, licking and sucking and moaning appreciatively as you tug on his hair. He slides another finger into you and curls them to find that spongy spot, and his fingers work in tandem with his tongue.

You swore the weed was making this more intense but maybe Eddie was just that good. Nobody had ever eaten your pussy like this before, not even close. Eddie had you on the edge within minutes, the coil in your belly ready to snap at any moment. Your legs were shaking and your head was spinning, the high from both pleasure and weed was making you feel as if you were floating.

"Fuck, Eddie, don't stop, don't stop baby, please, m'so close, gonna cum, y'gonna make me cum so hard!" You cry, and Eddie moves his fingers faster, not letting up on the incredible rhythm he had set with his tongue. Your orgasm hits you like a fucking freight train, your back sharply arching and your thighs clamping around his head as you cry out his name in a broken moan, your release gushing over his tongue and fingers, even his chin. Your vision goes white and you almost forget how to breathe normally.

"Holy shit, princess, that was a big one, huh? You still with me?" Eddie is grinning as he comes up to face you, your juices shining on his goofy face. You nod, pulling him in for a kiss, not minding the taste of yourself. His cock brushes over your pussy, making the both of you moan into the kiss. He breaks away, sitting up. "Condom."

"M'on the pill, Eds," you smile coyly at him and he closes his eyes, groaning.

"Fucking hell sweetheart, you want me to fuck you bareback? Fill you up with my cum?"

You nod eagerly and he climbs back on top of you, sitting back on his heels to take his shirt off. He then tugs at the bottom of your shirt and you sit up, allowing him to peel it off you and throw it to join his somewhere in the room. He groans at your simple black bra, and you grin at him as you reach behind you and unclasp it, letting your tits spill out.

"Jesus H Christ, I always knew you had a perfect rack but...shit, they're even better out the bra than in," Eddie practically growls, cupping your boobs in his hands and experimentally pinching your nipples. When you jolt and whine, he chuckles darkly. "Oh fuck, sensitive, huh?"

"Eddie, come on..." You buck your hips against him, his cock sliding perfectly against your wetness.

"Shit, alright, alright, I got you baby, lie back for me okay? You're not a virgin, right?"

"Eddie!" You snap. He already knows the answer.

He shushes you with another kiss as the head of his cock pushes in to your tight hole, the warm and wet of you making his brain feel like it was buzzing. A few more inches push in and you already feel so fucking stretched out. By the time he's got his entire length in you, you're wondering how the hell he's even going to move; you'd never been this full before.

"Shit, Eds, you're fucking huge, can feel you in my fucking stomach," you gasp and he snorts, placing a hand on your lower belly.

"Yeah? Can you feel me right-" he pulls out and pushes back in. "-here, yeah? Ooh fuck, I know you can, I can fucking see my cock, princess, so fucking deep in this perfect little pussy. You good? Want me to keep going?"

"Yes, yes, fuck, Eddie, fuck me till I can't fucking walk," you hiss. He plants his hands either side of your body on the couch and starts building up a rhythm, the trailer filled with the slap of skin against skin and squelches of your arousal. You bring your hands up onto his back, your nails digging into the skin, which only seems to spur him on.

"God, Y/N, this pussy was fucking made for my cock. Taking it so well, sweetheart, letting me fuck you so good-" Eddie grunts out as he fucks into you, shivering when your muscles clamp down on him. "Shit, baby, you keep doing that and this is gonna be over way too fast."

You're just about to open your mouth for a witty response when Eddie suddenly hikes up your legs over his shoulders. Your mouth drops open and your brows furrow. "Oh, shit, that's better isn't it, huh princess? Can see it on that beautiful face, you gonna cum for me again angel? Wanna feel you cum on my cock."

"Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, fuck, right there, right there!" You moan, clawing at the couch beneath you as your orgasm starts to build again. Eddie brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing at it harshly. The stimulation from his cock and his thumb is too much, deliciously so, and you cum, screaming his name as your pussy clamps down on his cock. He fucks you through it, cooing at you as you come down from your high.

"Look so fucking pretty when you cum, baby. Feels so good around my cock, shit, I'm getting close, you sure you want it inside?"

You lock your legs around his waist in response, and he lets out a breathless chuckle.

"You're gonna kill me, sweetheart."

"I hope not, I didn't get to blow you yet. Cum for me Eds, wanna feel you fill me up." You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down for another kiss, moaning against his mouth as his thrusts speed up, chasing his high.

"Fuck, gonna cum baby, gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Eddie slams his cock into you as deep as he possibly could once more, releasing rope after rope of cum inside you. He cums so much you feel it dripping out of you before he's even pulled out. The noise he lets out is beautiful; a broken moan paired with your name. Eddie drops down on top of you, his face buried in your neck. "Holy shit, I don't think I've ever cum so hard. This is it now, babe, your pussy is way too fuckin' good, you're stuck with me."

"I was kinda hoping that was the case anyway," you giggle as he lifts his face from your shoulder to look down at you, grinning like a fool.

"Yeah? You wanna be my girl?"

"I thought that was obvious."

"Babe, I'm high and also coming down from the best orgasm I've had in my life, you gotta be clear with me now." Eddie brushes his nose against yours, pecking your lips. "It's cool if you wanna keep this as a one time thing, or a fuck buddies thing-"

"Eddie, shut up." You grin, once more pulling him into a kiss.

[choke-me-joey]

yeah im gonna steal that request… #2 with eddie picking reader up from cheerleading practice and she keeps staring at the tent in his pants 🤤

I tried to make this a little extra filthy just to make you feel better my Angel 🥰 I hope you like it! I love you ❤️

2. It's not gonna suck itself.

Eddie Munson x not your typical cheerleader reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, slightly pervy Eddie, blowjobs, deep throating, gagging, head pushing?? FINALLY VAN SMUT, public naughties I guess???, SLIGHT ANAL PLAY, swallowing

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Eddie was already rock hard.

He couldn't help it; he'd arrived 10 minutes early to pick you up from cheer practice and now he was sat in his van, watching you on the field. Your skirt flipped exposing your untraditional black panties and he groaned, dick straining against his zipper. God you looked fucking good. His little rebel cheerleader. You weren't the stereotypical blonde clone of Chrissy Cunningham, fuck no, you were the complete polar opposite. You liked heavy metal, Lord of the Rings, DnD, weed and drinking on the weekends.

And most important of all, you loved Eddie when the entire school, aside from a select handful in the Hellfire Club, despised him.

You were his dream girl in a pleated skirt and matching hair bow.

Plus, you were fucking filthy.

Eddie groaned again and palmed his cock through his jeans as you jumped up into a perfect toe touch. That damn flexibility of yours. He got to enjoy it way more than anyone on that fucking squad would ever know.

He breathed a sigh of relief as practice finished and you spotted his van immediately, grabbing your bag and running over with a huge smile on your face.

"Hi, baby! Did you see my toe touch? I nailed it!" You exclaimed as you jumped into the passenger seat and pecked your boyfriend's lips.

"I saw it, beautiful, I'm so fucking proud of you!" Eddie grins. "Also, you looked sexy as hell out there."

"Perving on me, Eddie?" You smirk, doing up your seat belt. As your eyes travel down to help you see to fasten it, you can't help but notice the massive bulge in your boyfriend's jeans. Your thighs clench together and you bite your lip.

But it was a 20 minute drive to Eddie's trailer and the parking lot still had a couple of cars in it, so you would have to wait to pounce on him.

"Could ask you the same question, princess." Eddie chuckles, following your eyeline. "Sorry, baby, I can't help it. You know what that skirt does to me."

"Oh, I know." You smirk, eyes flicking down to his crotch again. "But maybe you can show me when we get home? Just to remind me."

"Can't wait that long, princess, been sat here hard as a fucking rock for about 15 minutes already, my balls are starting to hurt." Eddie fake pouts at you and you mirror him.

"Well...it's only a 10 minute drive to Lover's Lake..."

"I love that brain of yours." Eddie groans, putting the car into drive and backing out of his space, tyres squealing along the asphalt. Your eyes flick to his tented jeans once more. Eddie moves his hips forward slightly, clearing his throat. "It's not gonna suck itself."

"Shut up, I was getting to that." You laugh. "Just focus on getting us to the lake without crashing."

"Fuck, yeah." Eddie grins, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel as you unzip his jeans, not at all suprised when you see he's not wearing any underwear.

"You whore." You tease, reaching into his jeans and pulling his cock out. Poor baby really had been hard for a while, the mushroom head of his thick cock angry and reddish purple.

"Fuck, you love it," Eddie hisses, dick jumping as you press a kiss to the head. "Come on, baby, don't tease-"

You shut him up by swallowing him down quickly, which was not an easy feat. His dick slides down your throat and you keep it there for a few seconds, letting the hot flesh pulse in the tight constraints of your throat before you pull up for air, trails of spit keeping your lips and his dick attached. "Shit, sweetheart, gonna make me blow my load before we even get there, looking like that." Eddie sighs, with a quick glance down at your face before focusing back on the road.

You don't miss the way his knuckles turn white as he grips steering wheel as you wrap your hand around his cock, jerking him as you suck on the head, flicking it with your tongue the way he loves. "Jeeeesus Christ, babe," Eddie hisses between clenched teeth as he nearly rams into the car in front stopped at a red light. You hum out a little chuckle and in retaliation he pushes your head down, albeit gently, forcing you to take more of him. Luckily you've given Eddie plenty of blowjobs so you're well trained in taking him, even if you do gag slightly around his thick length. Eddie swears loudly, stepping on the gas, trying his best not to cum before he had a chance to park up and enjoy himself.

As soon as you reach the lake, Eddie slams the van into park, cutting the engine. He lifts his hips and pulls down his soaked jeans and you immediately dive back in, sucking his balls into your mouth as your hand continues to stroke him.

"Fuck, look at that, got Hawkin's hottest cheerleader sucking on my balls, you're fucking filthy babe." Eddie groans, stroking a few loose bits of hair away from your face that had escaped your obligatory cheer pony. You roll your eyes, releasing his left ball from your mouth with a soft 'pop' and moving to the right one to give it the same treatment. Eddie throws his head back against the seat, moaning at the roof of the van.

"Hey, eyes on me handsome," you remind him with a quick bite to his inner thigh. Eddie jumps a little, making you both laugh. "Want you to cum down my throat, 'kay?"

"If a day ever comes where I don't wanna do that when you ask me, just shoot me baby cos I'm already dead inside." Eddie quips, and you shoot him a grin before taking his cock into your mouth again, moving your head up and down quicker than before, the velvety skin slick with your spit - just how he liked it. "Fuck me, you're such a good girl, swallowing down my cock like it's nothing, guess I taught you well, huh?"

You moan in response, the vibrations adding to the building tension in Eddie's balls. He liked to think he had pretty good control over his orgasms, managing to hold back whenever he wanted to you cum first, but when your finger slipped below his balls to his perineum, lubing up his hole with spit and pushing in gently, he lost it, slamming his cock down your throat and cumming so hard he saw stars. "Fucking hell-!"

You were unable to hide the smug look on your face as you pulled off his cock, swallowing everything he had given you. Eddie sat in the drivers seat staring at you, pants around his thighs, dick and balls covered in saliva and a little bit of cum that had escaped your mouth. His face was flushed and sweaty. He looked absolutely fucked.

"What the fuck was that?!" He panted, chest heaving. "Did you...you put a finger in my ass!"

"Just the tip!" You grinned. "Besides you said you wanted to try it, and you really fucking liked it-"

"I'm not saying I didn't, babe, but a little warning next time? I'm gonna need a bit more recovery time before I fuck you now."

"Well, if it makes us even, you can put a finger in my ass when you do." You grin, sliding off your panties from under your skirt and climbing over the centre console into the back of the van, making sure Eddie got a full view of your glistening cunt and perky ass. "Maybe more if you're lucky."

"Oh baby, I'm feeling very fucking lucky right now."

[choke-me-joey]

40 with Joe quinn for hoe-vember?

Obsessed with this man and blowjobs and I won't apologise

40. Good girl. Good fucking girl.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), oral (m receiving), deep throating, swallowing, praise kink idk

Hoe-vember masterlist

Joseph Anthony Francis Quinn had a big dick.

Like, a big dick.

Well, you thought so anyway. You'd only been dating for a month or so now, and while you hadn't slept together yet, you'd had a couple of pretty heated make out sessions on yours or his couch, and hands had wandered and crotches had been rubbed together. From what you'd felt, he had a big fucking dick.

And honestly you were desperate to get your hands, or mouth, on it.

Which brings you to now. Another amazing date, another "do you wanna come in for a bit?" and another make out session at your place.

Joe was on top of you, giving you the deepest most delicious kisses that made your head spin and your core clench. He grinds his hips against yours and you raise your butt a little bit to meet him, the contact making you both moan softly.

You reach inbetween your grinding bodies and squeeze his cock through his baggy jeans.

"Can I...I want to suck you off," you gasp out as Joe nips at your neck. He pulls away from you, concern etched on his pretty face.

"You don't have to. You dont have to do anything you dont want to." He says quickly. Oh, this sweet, sexy man. You smile, rubbing your nose against his.

"I want to, I really, really want to." You assure him. His face relaxes once he sees that, yes, you do really want to suck him off, and why the hell is he hesitant about getting a blowjob?! Maybe the wine at dinner went to his head.

"Okay, yes, shit, okay, I'd really fucking like that."

You stand up and lead him into your bedroom. Joe hasn't been here before, so when he's in the room he looks around studying every little part of it. "I like your room, it's very...you."

"Thanks," you smile, turning him round and walking him backwards until his knees meet the edge of your bed. He pulls you into another breathtaking kiss, hands wandering down to squeeze your ass. You giggle against his lips, hands trailing down his black shirt until you find his belt buckle. "Can I?"

"Babe, you can do anything you want to me right now," he chuckles, and you grin, pecking his lips once more before settling on your knees in front of him. "God, okay, if I cum really quick, don't laugh at me okay? I've literally been thinking about this since our first date which I know is fucking creepy of me but...have you seen you?!"

"I won't laugh, and don't worry. I've been thinking about this too." You admit as you undo his belt and jeans, pulling them down to reveal his tented black boxer briefs. You lightly touch him over his boxers, before leaning in and mouthing at his cock through the thin material. His legs shake.

"Shit." He hisses through his teeth. His hand hovers by your head, like he's hesitating. You take his hand and rest it on your head. His fingers curl gently into your hair. "That okay?"

You hum approval and flick your eyes up to him, lightly tugging on his boxers.

"Can I take these off?"

"God, yes," he breathes, his eyes watching you with such intensity it makes your pussy ache. You pull them down slowly, heart hammering in your chest. His cock bobs out, almost hitting you in the face.

Fuck. You were right. It's fucking big. Uncut, nice and thick and curving upwards slightly.

"Shit, Joe, you're fucking massive." You sit back and admire him for a second, and he breathlessly laughs.

"Yeah? Happy? Does my 'massive' cock seal deal, then?" He teases you, a smirk on his face. He tugs himself slowly with the hand that isn't in your hair, pulling back the foreskin and exposing the head of his cock. You can't help but lick your lips a little as a small drop of precum blurts out of the tip. "I'll take that as a yes then."

"Shut up, I like you for more than your impressive dick." You smile up at him, before darting your tongue out to taste him. He grunts and his grip tightens in your hair, making you whimper in pleasure. You don't hesitate before swallowing him down, taking him completely into your mouth.

"Fuck! Shit, yes, just like that," Joe groans, as you bob your head up and down his length, hollowing your cheeks. "Oh my god."

You smirk to yourself, feeling his legs trembling under your hands that were on his thighs. You move your mouth further and further down his cock, taking as much of him as you could into your throat. Joe's grip on your hair turns almost to the point of painful.

"Good girl. Good fucking girl." He growls out and you whine around his thick cock, his praise going straight to your pussy, which was definitely soaking your underwear right now. "Shit, you like that, like being a good girl for me?"

You moan out in agreement, nodding your head as best you could, before coming up off his cock for air. A string of saliva connected your lips to his dick as your jerked him off, and the sight of it makes his balls draw up; he was embarrassingly close

"Fuck, love, I'm gonna cum already, want me to go in the bathroom...?"

"Why would I want that? I'm a good girl, right? Good girls deserve a reward, and I want mine." You wink up at him before swallowing him down once more. He comes with a grunt, suddenly and hard, shooting his load down your throat, his hand holding you in place (as if you were going anywhere). You swallow everything he gives you before pulling off his cock, which, surprisingly was still hard. You look up at him and raise an eyebrow. Joe's chest was heaving and he has the sexiest smile on his face as he strips off his shirt.

"That's not the only reward you're gonna get tonight."

[choke-me-joey]

Can I get #27 JQ?

Yes yes yesssssss thank you for this dom Joe is my faaaave 😫😫😫

27. I'm going to fucking ruin you.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), I have no idea how fashion shows work, unprotected rough piv sex, Joe has slight dom vibes in this???, daddy kink, squirting, creampie, the usual tbh

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Amongst the crowds at the Dior show of Paris fashion week was not the place you'd ever have expected to have your fiancé lean in, seemingly with just a sweet, innocent kiss to your cheek, and growl into your ear "Just you wait until we're alone, I'm going to fucking ruin you."

Your cheeks immediately flush and you pray that nobody notices. You keep up your smile for the cameras. This was your first public appearance as a couple, ever, despite having been together for just over a year now, and he decides to do that?!

Fucker.

You squeeze his hand to let him know you heard him, and shoot him a small smirk. His manager directs you through the insane crowds, your heart fluttering as Joe was trying to help her get safely though the crowd as she was pregnant. God he was such a fucking sweetheart. How can someone be so sweet and so utterly filthy at the same time?! It just wasn't fair.

Once you were safely inside, Joe had a couple of interviews so you just kind of floated around awkwardly until they were over. Then there were countless press photographs, and to your suprise Joe was keen to have you by his side in every single one.

"Mr Quinn, over here! Mr Quinn, who is your lovely lady friend?" The reporters were shouting, and the flashes firing off repeatedly were starting to give you a little headache.

"This is my girlfriend, Y/N," Joe shot a grin at the cameras and immediately the shouting grew louder, the reporters yelling left, right and centre.

"Y/N! Y/N! Over here!"

"Who are you wearing, Y/N?"

"Congratulations on your relationship, Y/N!"

You stuttered over your replies, not used to being in the spotlight like this. Joe stepped aside, grinning, letting the photographers snap away at you.

"Miss Y/N, look here please, that's it!"

"Beautiful!"

"Y/N, you look stunning!"

"Isn't she breathtaking?" Joe grins as he joins you again for some more couples photos, sliding an arm around your waist and squeezing your side. You turn your head and kiss him, and the place practically explodes.

After a whirlwind of a day, you let out a sigh of relief when you and Joe are back in your peaceful, albeit ridiculously fancy, hotel room. You sit on the chaise lounge and reach down to undo your heels, which have pretty much made your feet go numb now.

"Don't you dare." Joe growls from across the room. "Leave the heels on."

"Joe, babe, my feet are killing me-"

"Leave. The. Shoes. On." He moves towards you, jacket, shoes and shirt abandoned leaving him in just the crisp black trousers and black socks. The dominance in his voice causes you to shiver and clench. "Come here." You do as you're told, standing up and walking over to him. He pulls you into a kiss, a real kiss this time not the sweet pecks you'd been exchanging all day. A kiss that lets you taste him, all mint and smoke. You can't help the groan that escapes you as you feel his cock already tenting, and you reach between you to squeeze, making him hiss. "Fuck, do you know how much I wanted to sack this whole thing off today and just come back here and do nothing but fuck you?"

"I gathered from your little comment earlier that you were a bit horny," you giggled, continuing to slowly palm him through his pants as he trailed kisses down your neck.

"A bit? Babe, you have me permanently horny but this dress..." He holds you at arms length to look over you. "Shit, I've wanted to be balls deep in you since you put it on this morning. You look fucking insane."

"You have such a way with words, Joseph." You shoot him a coy smile. He smirks back at you.

"Dunno about words, but can I have my way with you? I meant what I said earlier, I'm not gonna be nice, love. Wanna have you screaming."

"Please" you whimper, squeaking in surprise as he whips you around, practically whipping the zip of your dress down and pushing it off you. He curses at the sight of you in your heels and underwear. Once your dress is out of the way, he leads you over to the massive table in the middle of the lounge area, pecking a soft kiss to your shoulder blade before roughly pushing you down chest first onto the table. You hiss at the cold wood against your skin but stay there, your ass in the air and surely a damp spot on your panties.

"Fuck, look at you." Joe sighs from behind you, and you hear his belt undo and the trousers fall to the floor. He shoves his boxers down just below his bum and comes closer behind you. You feel him peel off your underwear and he chuckles at the string of slick that clings on to the delicate lace. He rids you of those, flinging them somewhere in the room. He brings his hand to your face. "Spit."

You do so, and you feel another wave of arousal flood through you as you look over your shoulder to witness Joe lubing up his cock with your spit. It was so dirty and you loved it.

Joe makes eye contact with you, raising an eyebrow in silent communication to you. You nod, and he grabs your head and pushes your face down into the table at the same time as he pushes his cock into you. You scream into the table, the stretch and fullness of him almost too much.

"Fuck, Joe!"

"That's not what you call me when my cock's in you, is it baby?" He grunts, pulling all the way out and slamming back into you again, the rough drag of his perfect cock through your walls and over your gspot had your eyes filling with tears, it was so good.

"Daddy." You gasp, clutching the table as Joe starts a rough and beautiful pace, satisfied with your answer. "Fuck, daddy, s'fucking good."

"Yeah, babe? Shit, you feel so fucking good, so tight and wet for me, been thinking about this all fucking day, the way you looked in that dress was driving me mental." Joe grunts, his thighs slapping against the backs of yours. He sneaks a hand down to circle your clit, making your pussy involuntarily clench around him. "Oh fuck, babe-" he groans, a warning tone to his voice. "-gonna make me cum if you do that."

"Fuck, Daddy, please!" You sob, the coil within you winding tighter and tighter the harder Joe fucked you. "Harder, wanna cum, wanna cum so bad, please, please, please-"

Joe smirked as you babbled underneath him, revelling in the feel of your pussy sucking him in and clamping around him. He lightly slaps your clit, knocking the wind out of you as you cum, suddenly and violently with your legs almost giving way beneath you. The sound that leaves your mouth is heavenly, Joe commits it to his brain forever, before flipping you over, placing your back on the table and your legs over his shoulders as he continues to fuck you, chasing his own release.

Your eyes roll back; the feeling of him so deep and so deliciously rough paired with his fingers rubbing over your clit quickly was enough to send you over the edge once more, a small stream of liquid gushing from you, coating his lower stomach and pelvis. Joe swears loudly, cumming on the spot, his own orgasm taking him by surprise. You whimper at the feeling of him releasing spurts of cum into you; it was your favourite feeling in the entire world.

"Shit...shit...fuck, you-" Joe struggles to catch his breath and form a sentence. "You squirted. You fucking squirted."

"I'm sorry," you groan, cheeks flushing as you bury your face in your hands. "I didn't think I could, I've never done it before-"

"Really?!" Joe grins down at you, unable to hide how proud he was of himself for making you do it for the first time. "Oh, baby, we're going to have so much fun..."

[choke-me-joey]

Hello! 32 with Eddie please. Thank you!

I hope I did this justice!!!

32. Guess I'll just have to do it myself

Eddie Munson x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, unprotected p in v, Eddie is a lil mean but nothing we can't handle, overstimulation, daddy kink, squirting, creampie

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"Aww, what's the matter baby? You tired?" Eddie shoots you a feral grin from beneath you, cock buried to the hilt inside your poor, abused and wrecked pussy. He thrusts his hips up and the head of his cock smacks into your cervix, making you let out a weak cry of mixed pain and pleasure. "I'm not done with you yet, princess, come on, put that pussy to work."

"Eddie..." You whine, your body threatening to keel over. "I can't, s'too much-"

"Babe, you know every time you say that I make it happen. Come on-" he smacks your already bright red ass cheek, adding to the handprint already blooming across your skin. "-ride Daddy's cock."

You mewl and pathetically attempt to rock your hips against his. You had been going for hours now, Eddie pulling orgasm after orgasm from you and you were pretty sure after the 8th one it was physically impossible for you to come anymore, but Eddie was insistent.

"8? Fucking 8?! We've definitely gotten at least 9 out of you before princess, come on, let's go for 10, huh?" he'd goaded before diving face first back into your pussy and within minutes sending you hurling into your 9th orgasm, which almost made you pass out. He'd then plopped you in his lap and slid inside you again, making himself comfy on the pillows as he watched you writhe and whimper on top of him. "Come on, baby, let's get that number 10, okay?"

Now your body was pretty much shutting down on you; you had never been so exhausted. Your ass was sore, you were drenched in sweat and your body was aching from being folded into this position and that position by your boyfriend who had the stamina of the fucking Energizer bunny, apparently.

"Eds, please," you beg, your eyes brimming with tears as his thumb comes up to rub your poor overworked clit. He seems to take pity on you.

"Alright baby. Guess I'll just have to do it myself."

You let out a yelp of suprise as suddenly Eddie practically throws you off of him, face down ass up on the mattress. He doesn't give you a minute to fucking breathe before he's slamming into you once more, fucking you at a bruising pace. You scream, gripping at the stained sheets as every thrust of his thick, perfect cock nudges your g-spot and you can feel the tell tale signs of another orgasm approaching especially as he reaches under you to rub at your clit quickly, wanting you to get there before he unloads in you. Poor boy's balls must surely be aching by now.

"EDDIE!" You scream, your eyes rolling back in your skull as you cum, clear streams of fluid soaking your thighs and the sheets before you gracefully collapse on them, your entire body convulsing and trembling.

"Fuck yeah! That's 10, baby!" Eddie whoops behind you, fucking you through the aftershocks. "Getting close, princess, you gonna let me fill this poor pussy up, hmm?"

"Gimme your cum, Eds," you whimper, barely able to stay awake but also desperate to feel your boyfriend cum inside you. Eddie grunts and thrusts one, two, three more times before he stills inside you. His cock flexes and twitches as you feel the warmth of his seed flood you. You mewl contentedly, making your pussy clench weakly around him.

"Fuuuuck, Jesus, you keep doing that babe and you're gonna get me hard again." Eddie chuckles breathlessly, pulling out and admiring the milky white fluid as it trickles out of your hole. "Shit, I gotta get a picture of that one day."

You swat at him and he laughs. He quickly runs to the bathroom to grab a warm washcloth, darting back to clean you up as gently as he possibly could. Then, ever the sweetheart, he rolls you so he can remove the soiled bedsheets and then dresses you in one of his old Sabbath shirts and some boxers. "Come on princess, let's get you into bed. You did so, so good for me."

With a bit of awkward manoeuvring, Eddie gets you tucked up into bed, lying next to you with his arms wrapped around you. He plays with your hair as your eyes droop with sleep.

"...Next time, we're going for 11."

[choke-me-joey]

Just spotted your hoe-vember event. I'm wondering if I could request prompt 4 with Joe please. Also, love your work! ❤

Ahhhh omg thank you so much 🥹 I hope I've done your request justice!!!

4. You're so tight, fuck!

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), first time sex (but neither are virgins), oral (f receiving), protected sex, nothing too crazy tbh

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"Have you had a good time tonight, love?" Joe asks, you smile and lean your head on his shoulder as the Underground train starts to move.

"Mm, dinner was lovely, and the film was good, yeah." You link your arm through his, looking up at him. "Thank you."

"Don't have to thank me, Y/N, I wanted to take you out." Joe pecks the top of your head and you continue your journey in a comfortable silence. Once the train reaches your stop, you and Joe walk hand in hand back to his flat.

You'd been on several dates over the last 3 months after meeting through mutual friends and hitting it off right away. You were both smitten, that was obvious to see, but Joe's hectic work schedule meant that things had not....progressed as quickly as it normally would have by now.

Meaning, you hadn't had sex yet.

In fact, because of said hectic schedule, the most you'd had time for was a handjob on your sofa, or a quick ride of his thigh in his kitchen that one time, nothing more.

But tonight, a night where Joe didn't have to get up and leave for the airport at 3am the next morning, it was happening. He'd asked if you wanted to stay over at his place as you'd had too many late nights not wanting to be apart. You'd said yes without hesitation.

That was 2 weeks ago, so you had plenty of time to lingerie shop and panic.

You'd settled on a very racy black lingerie set, which provided a stark contrast to how simple your date outfit for tonight was - a burgundy roll neck jumper, black skinny jeans, heeled ankle boots and your leather jacket. Casual but not too casual, just like Joe with his jeans and endless collection of pinstriped shirts.

As you get inside the building and up the stairs to his flat, your heart starts beating faster. Your grip on his hand must have tightened as he stops, looking at you with a concerned frown.

"Alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, just...nervous, I guess." Nervous. You sounded like a bloody teenager before their very first time. You winced at how pathetic you sounded. Joe smiles softly at you, squeezing your hand.

"It's just me, Y/N. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. I didn't ask you to stay tonight expecting anything, you know. I just wanted to spend more than a few hours with you before I have to leave next week." Putting his keys in the door, he turns to give you a little reassuring hug. You hug him back, feeling yourself calm down a little. He kisses your head again before opening the door and letting you inside.

You take off your shoes and get settled on the sofa, Joe heading to the kitchen to open a bottle of wine. He returns a few moments later with two glasses of white and joins you on the sofa. He pats his lap and you pop your legs there, and he rests his hand on your thigh.

"You okay?" He asks softly and you nod, smiling at him over the rim of your glass. You both sit and sip your wine, chatting about anything and everything. It was so easy with Joe, that was one of the things you really liked about him. When your glasses were both empty, Joe gestured for you to cuddle up against him, which you did, your head resting on his chest as he absent mindedly played with your fingers. "You know, you have really nice hands."

"Do I?" You giggle, looking up at him with a smile.

"Yeah, you do. And really pretty eyes, too."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to flirt with me."

Joe grins. "Is it working?"

"Oh yeah, definitely." You return his grin and pull him into a kiss, the wine helping to fuel your confidence a little bit. You and Joe had kissed plenty before, with countless makeout sessions under your belts, but this time it was different; this was leading to something more and you both knew it.

You moan softly as Joe's tongue finds yours, and he lets you pull him on top of you as you sink into the sofa, wrapping your legs around his waist. Your fingers skate over his back, feeling the muscles under his shirt tensing as he holds himself over you. You shift your hips, brushing against hips and he groans against your mouth as you move over the bulge in his trousers. He presses his crotch to yours, making you gasp into his mouth.

"Bedroom?" He whispers and you nod eagerly. "Sure?"

"You're sweet, but if you don't take me into that bedroom and fuck me, your shower head is going to be my date for the evening." You quip, with a cheeky smirk. Joe chuckles, pulling you up off the sofa and leading you into his bedroom.

Once he shuts the door behind him, Joe's mouth is on yours again, this time more desperate and fiery. Your fingers find the buttons on his shirt and miraculously you manage to undo them whilst your lips are still attached to his. Once it's undone, you break away for a second to push it off his shoulders and gently rake your nails down his chest and stomach, teasingly stopping where the trail of hair disappears into his trousers. He shivers slightly before finding your mouth again, his hands coming to the bottom of your jumper.

"Can I?" He asks softly, and you nod, smiling. He pecks your lips reassuringly before pulling the jumper up and over your head. "Fucking hell." Joe groans, his eyes going straight to your tits in the black lace. His eyes then flick up to yours. "Trying to finish me off?"

"Depends, there might be matching underwear too." You laugh as Joe closes his eyes, resting his forehead on your shoulder and groaning loudly. "Wanna find out?"

"Fucking...yes, yes I bloody do. Lie down for me?"

You obey, lying on the end of his bed with your legs hanging off so he can unbutton your jeans and slide them down. Once they're off and flung somewhere, Joe stares down at you. At first you feel a little self conscious, but once you see the look in his eyes, the flush of arousal over him and the bulge in his trousers threatening to burst out, you relax. "Jesus, you're fucking perfect Y/N."

"I wouldn't go that far," you blush, sitting up and pulling him towards you by the belt loops of his trousers, which you quickly unbutton and unzip, purposefully ghosting your hand over his cock. "Oops." You smile coyly, glancing up at him.

"Tease. Scooch up, love." Joe steps out of his trousers and removes his socks as you move up the bed, resting your head on his pillows. You're surrounded by the scent of him and it just adds to the dampness in your underwear. You watch him as he crawls up the bed, hovering over you and you open your legs allowing his body to slot in between them. You glance down, biting your lip at the sizeable tent in his boxers. "You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just...been a while." You admit, and Joe tucks some of your hair behind your ear.

"We can go slow, baby."

Baby. That was new. And it made your pussy clench. You really wanted this man to rail your brains out here and now. You decide to be bold, and reach between you, squeezing his cock through his boxers.

"I don't want to go slow." You say, eyes meeting his. "Want you to fuck me, Joe."

"Shit, don't....don't say that whilst you're touching my dick," Joe huffs out a laugh, his head dropping down. "Trying to bring my A-game tonight, if you make me cum in my pants that's going to be pretty embarrassing."

"Yeah, a little." You tease, making him laugh and kiss you again, his body pressed against yours, and you're able to feel every little kick and twitch of his cock through his boxers and through your barely there lace thong.

"Can I...Can I taste you?" Joe asks, trailing kisses down your neck and nipping at your collarbone making you gasp and your back arch slightly. You nod.

"Do I get to taste you?"

Joe swallows, hard.

"Fuck love, as much as I want that, as soon as that pretty mouth of yours gets near me it's going to be game over. Let me take care of you tonight, yeah?"

You nod again, making a mental note to wake him up with a blowie tomorrow morning.

Joe leans down once more, kissing you slow and deep, his hand resting tentatively on your stomach. You take it and place it on your boob, and he grunts, gently squeezing, teasing your nipple through the lace. You shudder. "You can take it off."

Joe nods, reaching behind you and expertly undoing the clasp. "Would like to see this again though." He shoots you a cheeky smile as he throws it across the room. He glances down at your bare tits, moving so he's sat on his knees and can cup your breasts in his hands, thumbs giving your nipples an experimental brush. You whine as they stiffen, a bolt of pleasure shooting through you. "Oh, sensitive, are we?"

"Joe..." You whine again. "Don't tease me, please..."

"Alright, baby, I got you." Joe says softly, then dips his head to your chest, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, alternating between sucking and licking, whilst he rolls your other nipple between his fingers. You let out a loud moan, immediately trying to silence yourself. Joe pulls off your nipple with a soft 'pop'. "Hey, don't keep those noises to yourself, baby, you're so sexy. Plus, it's a massive ego boost for me."

"Shut up," you giggle, playfully swatting at him. Joe laughs again, gently biting your nipple playfully. He then kisses down your stomach and across your hip bones, before plucking at the string of your underwear. You get the message and raise your hips up so he can remove the lace garment, throwing it to join the matching bra somewhere. You instinctively close your legs, but Joe shakes his head at your slowly prying them open and gazing down at your glistening pussy.

"Fucking hell. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Shit, you're incredible." Joe settles invetween your thighs, swiping a finger through your lips and gathering some of your arousal. You breathe in sharply, the pulsing of your clit and pussy almost becoming unbearable now. "You're so wet, babe."

Babe. Again, him experimenting with new pet names had you shivering.

Joe dips a finger into your awaiting hole, making you grip the duvet in tight fists.

"So fucking pretty." Joe coos, before removing his finger and licking from your hole to your clit. Your mouth drops open and your hand flies to his hair, tugging on it slightly. This makes him groan against your puss, both at the taste of you and from you pulling his hair. You quickly release your grip on his hair and he pulls away from your cunt, making you whimper at the loss.

"M'sorry," you tremble with the need for contact, flushing at your boldness of assuming he'd like his hair being pulled as he was eating you out.

"You can fucking pull my hair all you want baby, you taste so good, feels so good." Joe practically growls, his voice deep with arousal. "Wanna make you cum on my face, okay?"

"Y-yeah, god, yes please." You whine, hips bucking as Joe attaches his mouth to your clit, sucking and licking, much like he did on your nipple. You should have taken that as an indication for how good this was going to feel, but honestly nothing could have prepared you for it. "Shit, oh my god, Joe, fuck yes!"

Joe moans in response, pushing his finger back into your pussy, quickly adding a second one. He curls his fingers upwards and quickly finds your gspot. "Oh my fucking god, there, there!" You cry out, and Joe responds by repeatedly curling his fingers over it whilst his tongue works your clit. It's not long before you feel the familiar coil in your stomach tightening. "Joe, Joe, I'm gonna cum, please, I'm so fucking close-"

Joa groans again, grinding his crotch into the mattress below him for some relief on his aching cock, and his free hand presses down on your lower stomach. You fall over the edge with a sharp wail, pussy fluttering around Joe's fingers. You cum so hard it knocks the wind out of you; the man is a pussy eating god.

"Fuck, that was a big one, huh?" Joe can't hide his smugness as he crawls up next to toy, lying beside you on the bed. You grab him and kiss him fiercely, tasting yourself on his tongue. He grins when you break apart. "That good?"

"That good. But I really want you inside me now." You answer, boldly reaching over and pulling down the front of his boxers, stroking his cock. You weren't ever going to get over how perfect his dick was. A decent length, thick and slightly curved. You knew the stretch alone would be euphoric.

"Fuck, yes, yeah, hang on-" Joe lifts his hips and together you remove his boxers. Now you're both fully naked, you take a moment to get close, skin on skin, and share a slow, deep kiss as you continue to stroke his cock slowly. "Lemme get a condom."

He reaches over into his bedside drawer, pulling out the small foil packet, which he rips open with his teeth and together you roll the condom down his length. Joe repositions himself on top of you. "Still okay?"

You let out a little chuckle. "Joe, I'm fine."

He positions his cock at your entrance, leaning down to kiss you as he pushes in, the stretch and slight burn making you dig your nails into his back.

"Relax, baby, I've got you" Joe says softly, his own body trembling. He continues to push in, agonisingly slow, until he's fully inside you.

"Fuck, Joe," you gasp; you're so full, so deliciously full, you swear you can feel him in the back of your goddamn throat.

"You're so tight, fuck!" Joe hisses, slowly pulling out and pushing back in. "Gonna make me cum way too quick."

"I don't care, you feel so good, fuck me, harder, please, I need it." You whine, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him in even deeper if that was possible.

"God, yeah, okay-" he starts moving faster, his arms either side of your head shaking with the effort of holding himself up. His cock hits your cervix on every thrust, sending a bolt of pleasure through you with each movement. His pubic bone drags over your swollen clit, and you start to feel your orgasm building again. "Shit, baby, so fucking good."

You moan out loud at his words of praise, cunt clenching around his cock. "Y/N, god, you have no fucking idea how perfect you are-"

"Not as perfect as you," you whisper, and Joe takes your hands in his, his body pressing more against yours. The kiss you share is more panting into each others mouths and heavy breathing than a kiss, but it's so fucking hot you don't care. "I'm gonna cum again, don't stop."

"Yeah? Do it, baby, wanna feel you cum on my cock." Joe grunts, licking his thumb and then reaching between you to rub circles into your swollen clit.

It only takes a few circles before you're coming, calling out Joe's name as your pussy grips his cock like a vice. He curses, thrusting once, twice and very shakey third time before he unloads into the condom, his mouth finding yours as he pants and groans. His body relaxes on top of yours and you lie there for a few minutes, kissing and touching each other, until he rests his forehead against yours.

"Consider your A game brought, Quinn." You giggle, and he chuckles, his cheeks flushing. "That was..."

"Fucking amazing." Sighing contentedly, Joe rolls off of you, removing the condom and throwing it into the bin. He pulls you into his chest and you wrap your arms around his naked torso, pressing your face into his chest. "Is this a good time to make this...official?" Joe's voice rumbles through his chest. You grin and lift your head up.

"Wanna be normal and just ask me to be your girlfriend?" You laugh and he feigns an offended face, frowning at you.

"Oi, cheeky." He kisses your head. "Fine, would you, Y/N Y/L/N, do me the honour of becoming my girlfriend?"

You laugh at his over the top delivery, even bollock naked he was such a fucking goof.

"Yeah, go on then."

[choke-me-joey]

***EVENT CLOSED, ALL PROMPTS HAVE BEEN TAKEN***

What tf is it?

Hoe-vember is basically my excuse to write endless amounts of shameless Eddie Munson and/or Joseph Quinn smut blurbs throughout November! They'll be relatively short but if there is demand for longer or continued fics, I may consider it!

How do I get involved?

Simply send me a number from the prompt list below and specify whether you want it written about our boy Eds, or Mr JQ himself! I have anon turned on so if you're shy, it's totally fine!

The rules

Firstly, absolutely NO MINORS are to interact with this event. This will be smut smut smut and nobody under the age of 18 should be reading.

If you don't like, don't read. I know the subject of smut regarding a real life person is a sensitive one, so if you don't agree with my writing, please don't send me hate as it will be ignored. I've given you adequate warning.

I won't write for Eddie AND JQ in a single request. This means your request should be for Eddie OR Joe, not both. These are also reader inserts, so nothing like "prompt 4 for Eddie with Joe" or anything like that, sorry!

Once a prompt has been requested, it will be taken off the list! But you are more than welcome to resubmit a request for a different prompt if yours has already been taken.

Before anyone says it, yes these are the same (or pretty much the same) prompts from my @choke-me-levi 1k event...I'm unoriginal and there's so much potential for some GOOD EM and JQ smut here, so soz.

Have fun! And if you have any questions please just message me!

The prompts - all are now taken!!

1. Fuck a baby into me/I'm gonna fuck a baby into you.

2. It's not gonna suck itself.

3. Shit, I've never come so hard in my life!

4. You're so tight, fuck!

5. You wanna come on my fingers, my tongue, or my cock? How about all of them?

6. Ride me baby, make me come for you.

7. Open your mouth.

8. This pussy belongs to me.

9. Keep going and I'll fuck that shitty/bratty/fucking attitude right out of you.

10. Beg for me.

11. Look how well you're taking me.

12. Suck.

13. Make a mess on me.

14. Let me ruin that pretty face with my cum.

15. Sit on my face.

16. Touch yourself.

17. You feel that? I'm so hard for you.

18. I love you, fuck, I'm so close!

19. Mm, you're so wet. Did I do this to you, baby? Is this all for me?

20. You taste so good.

21. Do you want my cock? Tell me.

22. Fuck, stop teasing me!

23. I'm gonna fuck you so good the whole damn neighbourhood will know my name by the time I'm done with you.

24. You're close aren't you? I can feel it, your pussy is gripping my cock.

25. You're so sexy, but you'd look even better with your mouth around my dick.

26. Keep those eyes on me, beautiful.

27. I'm going to fucking ruin you.

28. I want to watch you/I want you to watch me

29. Bend over, baby.

30. We have to be quiet, can you do that for me, princess?

31. That's so fucking hot, say it again.

32. Guess I'll just have to do it myself.

33. Fuck, I'm gonna come baby, tell me where you want it.

34. Push that ass up for me.

35. You want my attention? Better earn it, baby.

36. You want me to fuck you?

37. Look at yourself, you're so fucking nasty.

38. Let me show you how a real man does it.

39. Get over here.

40. Good girl. Good fucking girl.

41. Fuck, please!

42. I wanna taste you.

43. You've missed me, haven't you? Pretty little pussy is sucking me in.

44. Just shut up and fuck me.

45. I need you so bad, I can't wait, I've gotta have you now.

46. There's no better way to wake up than with your mouth on me.

47. Make me.

48. Spread your legs and let me see that pretty little pussy.

49. Wanna fuck?

50. Are you sure? If we do this, I won't be able to control myself

[choke-me-joey]

30 and 37 with Joseph Quinn on Christmas day/eve while visiting family

Abso-fucking-lutely 🫡🫡🫡

Merry Christmas you horny babes!

30. We have to be quiet, can you do that for me, princess?

37. Look at yourself, you're so fucking nasty.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), unprotected sex, Joe is SLIGHTLY dom if you squint, teeny bit of degrading language, choking, mirror sex, creampie

This is the SPICIER second part to this fluffy lil drabble

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After too many Proseccos, too many baby photos being shared and one too many mince pies, your extended family had left your parent's house, each one of them singing Joe's praises and begging him to come to the next family event (your cousin Sarah's February wedding, to be exact). He had promised he would try his best.

Once the majority of your family had left, your parents, brothers and Joe all took part in a very scrappy game of Monopoly, resulting in Jack almost flipping the board as Charlie bankrupted him quicker than last year; such was tradition.

After Joe had made his intentions to you very clear in the kitchen earlier, it was very hard for you to keep your hands off of him. Not in a sexual way, well, mostly, but in more of a 'I love you so, so much and I can't be without you' gross, romantic way. And he was the same, having kept his hand on your thigh, arm around your shoulders or fingers loosely linked with yours.

"Oi, knock it off," Jack had thrown the Monopoly dice at you as you and Joe exchanged a quick peck during the heated game. "Gonna make me see my dinner in reverse."

You had flipped him off and Joe chuckled, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks.

After tensions had dissolved, it was approaching midnight and one by one your brother and parents excused themselves to go up to bed. You and Joe followed suit, returning to your old teenage bedroom for another night.

Luckily, your parents had redecorated you and your brother's rooms to a more...mature reflection of you all now. Your room was now neutral greys and whites, a refreshing change from the garish purple you'd had it painted as when you were younger.

You flop down on the bed, watching Joe as he unbuttons his shirt. He catches you watching him as he slips his shirt off and lays it carefully on the chair at your desk.

"What?" He smirks. He knows exactly what.

"C'mere," you crook your finger at him, spreading your legs. He grins, cocking an eyebrow at you.

"Really? At your parent's house? Naughty." But he crawls on top of you anyway, hands coming onto the pillow either side of your head to hold him up. "All that Prosecco got you feeling frisky?"

"Don't say frisky." You laugh, pulling him down into a kiss, softly moaning as his tongue finds yours. You wrap your legs around his waist, rocking your hips up into his. "Fuck me, Joe." You whisper against his lips. He nibbles your bottom lip.

"We have to be quiet, can you do that for me, princess?"

You whine softly, the pet name making your pussy flutter. You nod.

"Good girl, baby." Joe speaks in hushed tones and honestly it's just adding to the excitement. The rush of doing this where you shouldn't really be doing this...it was kind of hot. Very hot actually.

Joe peels off your leggings and socks, groaning in appreciation at your little red lace thong. "Very festive." He smirks, pinging the waistband playfully. He then pulls off your jumper, revealing the matching red lace bra. "Matching underwear?! Oh, you little minx, you planned this, didn't you?"

"Maybe," you smile coyly. "I know how much you love this set."

"Fuck, I do. I really do." He sighs, sitting back on his heels to rake his eyes over your body. "You're so fucking perfect."

Your cheeks flush and you reach out to undo his jeans. You manage to undo the button and unzip his fly, tugging them down before he stops you, taking over himself. Once he's fully naked, Joe sits in between your thighs and pulls your thong panel to the side, watching in awe as strings of your arousal connecting your pussy to your underwear break away. "Jesus, babe, look how fucking wet you are for me. You like knowing we could get caught, hmm?"

"Just what you do to me." You reply, biting back a moan as Joe drags the hot head of his cock through your pussy lips, lubing himself up.

"Yeah? Well, feel what you do to me, babe?" Joe taps your clit with his cock, making you shiver. He then pushes inside you slowly, the stretch and feeling of him filling you making you moan softly. Joe places a hand over your mouth to muffle your noises. "Quiet, babe, remember?"

You nod, looking up at him with big, wide eyes. His cock bottoms out inside you, and he gives you a moment to adjust to him. "God, baby, you're so fucking tight. Can I move?"

You nod again, his hand still covering your mouth. He lets out a blissful sigh as he begins to fuck you deeply and slowly, each stoke of his cock against your gspot and nudge of his public bone against your clit making your entire body tingle.

Something behind Joe catches your eye - it's the long mirror standing next to your wardrobe. You moan softly at the reflection of Joe's bum and toned back as he fucks into you. How does this bugger look good from every angle?! Joe follows your eyeline. You can practically see his brain working as a grin spreads across his face. "I bloody love you, filthy girl. Wanna watch me fuck you?"

The involuntary clench of your pussy around him tells him all he needs to know. He chuckles, pulling out of you. You make a noise of complaint. He kisses you sweetly before instructing you to lay at the foot of the bed with your head hanging off the edge. You do so, watching him in the upside down reflection of the mirror as he crawls back over to you, sliding his cock back into your tight warmth. The rush of blood to your head coupled with the fact that you could watch him in the mirror fucking you with that perfect sexy look on his face made every stroke of his cock feel that much better.

Then he slides a hand around your throat, squeezing at the sides. You choke out a soft moan, and your pussy clenches around his cock.

"Fuck, you like that? Like my hand around your throat whilst I'm fucking you?" Joe growls, keeping his voice low. You whimper and nod, and he squeezes a little tighter. You feel like you're floating; everything he's doing to you being magnified by the position he had you in and the hand around your throat. "Look at yourself, you're so fucking nasty. Letting your boyfriend fuck you like this with your parents in the next room. Fucking filthy, baby."

Your eyes practically roll back in your skull as the coil inside you suddenly and unexpectedly snaps, and Joe has to quickly remove his hand from your throat to clamp it over your mouth once more to stop your moans from echoing throughout the entire street, let alone the house. He lets you ride it out, before flipping you onto your front, still able to see yourself in the mirror, and begins to fuck you from behind.

Joe keeps his eyes on yours in the mirror, dark and intense, as he grips your hips to fuck into you deeply. Skin slapping against skin, your soft moans and his quiet grunts, it's the most exotic soundtrack. Honestly it might be some of the best sex you've ever had.

"M'gonna cum again," you whine, fists balled into the bedsheets. To help get you there, Joe finds your clit and rubs rough circles into it. Honestly it's too much, and it brings you, shaking and gasping, to another powerful orgasm. This time Joe has to shove your face down into the mattress to muffle your sounds; you just can't control yourself and honestly he loves it, but that's not a conversation he's willing to have around the breakfast table tomorrow morning.

"Fuck, babe, gonna cum." Joe pants. "Tell me where you want it."

"Inside, Joe, cum inside me." You push your ass back against him and his hips stutter as he finds his release, coming inside you with a breathy moan. You shiver at the feeling of his load coating your insides, his cock twitching as he comes.

You both collapse on the bed, panting, with stupid grins on your faces.

"Merry fucking Christmas." Joe laughs breathlessly, and you giggle, burying your face into his chest.

"We've still gotta make the New Year happy, babe, think we can do that?" You grin, kissing his flushed skin. He laughs, leaning down to kiss you, one hand cupping your neck.

"Abso-fucking-lutely, love."

[choke-me-joey]

I'm torn between 19 and 23 with Joseph Quinn 😅👀 Is it possible to do them both in one or as two separate ones?

Ask and you shall receive! Sorry this turned out longer than I anticipated but....drunk sex, hello???????

19. Mm, you're so wet. Did I do this to you, baby? Is this all for me?

23. I'm gonna fuck you so good the whole damn neighbourhood will know my name by the time I'm done with you.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), established relationship, drunk but consensual sex, slight PDA, unprotected sex (don't be silly wrap ur willy), creampie

Hoe-vember masterlist

You and Joe should have gone home about 10 drinks ago. He had to show up for London Film and Comic Con tomorrow, but he didn't care. That bastard rarely ever had hangovers. You swore you got hangovers for the both of you.

But right now, that wasn't really on your mind. It was one of your mutual friend's birthdays, and a rare occasion that Joe wasn't out of the county, so bar and club hopping in London it was. It was 11.30 on a fucking Thursday and you were admittedly off your tits on too much Prosecco and gin, but your boyfriend was here with you, looking fucking delicious in a simple shirt and jeans, the top buttons of the shirt undone and the chain that you got him for your 1 year anniversary dangling around his neck.

You could just eat him up. And apparently he could do the same to you. He was currently over the other side of the club, chatting to Wesley and a couple of other mates, eyeing you over the rim of his glass, a dirty smile on his face.

You'd noticed a change in his demeanor since you'd gone public. You'd both agreed in the beginning to keep it discreet whenever you were out together, but now you'd officially confirmed your relationship of 3 years to the press, Joe was not shy about showing his affection in public. He'd barely been able to keep his hands off you all night, enjoying the fact that he could enjoy a night out with you and his friends and not have to worry the next morning about leaked photos.

"Look at you, eye-fucking each other across the dance floor." Your friend, the birthday girl, sidled up to you, sipping her drink with a smug look on her face. "And all because of little old me playing Cupid."

"Zara, we literally knew each other in school," you laughed, rolling your eyes. You giggle as Joe flashes you another smirk and does a goofy dance move, rolling his hips.

"Yes, and you fancied each other for years and were both too wimpy to do anything about it! If it hadn't had been for my Halloween party, you never would have been off your face on vodka jelly and never would have had the balls to snog him!" Zara slurs her words, sloshing her drink around. "So y'welcome."

"Thank you Zara." You sigh, shaking your head and smiling. The Hills by The Weeknd starts to play, and Zara shrieks, gleefully clapping. "For fucks sake."

"The exact song you snogged him to!" She is absolutely wasted, gesturing to Wesley that she wants to dance with him. "Oi, Charlie, birthday girl wants a dance!" She darts off, dragging your friend Charlie away from the group of lads. Joe shoots you a shit eating grin, placing his empty glass down on the bar as he approaches you, taking your empty glass from you too.

"Don't even mention it," you glare at him, laughing, as he walks backwards onto the dance floor, dragging you by your hands, his sobriety well and truly gone as he wiggles his hips in time to the music. He pulls you close to him, placing his hands on your ass, much like that very night you first kissed him, actually. You wrap your arms around his neck. "Shut up."

"What was it you said to me? Something about wondering if your lipgloss actually tasted like cherries, or was it just a scam?" Joe teases, and you bury your head in his neck, cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Shut uuuuup," you groan, grinning like a drunken fool as you pull away, your bodies grinding together on the dance floor. "You fell for it though!"

"Of course I did, babe, I fancied you for like 10 years!" Joe's also slurring his words. "Plus, the nurse costume was very sexy. Couldn't resist. Didn't taste like cherries though."

"Well, Quinn, wanna tell me if my lipgloss tonight tastes like peach? Or is it another scam?" You flirt, looking up at him through your lashes, grinding your hips against his to the beat. He groans, his head tilting back slightly before he leans down to kiss you. It starts out as soft, but as the chorus kicks in, Joe's tongue slips into your mouth and you moan. He smirks, knowing nobody else can hear you over the thumping bass of the song.

You kiss him, slow and dirty, the alcohol in both of your systems making you feel dizzy and giddy, almost as if you were drunk off of each other. He pulls away, his lips shining with your gloss. He licks his lips. "Definitely not peach. Guess you'll just have to keep getting me to taste all these flavoured lipglosses until we find a good one." He flirts, grinding his crotch against yours and you shiver feeling the slight bulge that was starting to form there. You pull him in for another kiss, nibbling at his full bottom lip. He groans, hand coming down to squeeze your ass.

"I've got something else you can taste." You grin and he laughs, shocked by your boldness. "Wanna go home?"

"I've wanted to go home before we even left," Joe chuckles. That was true; as soon as he'd seen your outfit for the night he'd almost managed to convince you to stay in and not leave your bedroom all night, but you'd been firm, insisting you couldn't miss your friend's birthday as it was such a bloody ballache to arrange in the first place.

You grinned, dragging Zara off of Charlie for 2 seconds to let her know you were leaving. She makes a crude shagging joke before giving you and Joe a hug, promising you she will meet up with you next week for lunch, and wishing Joe good luck for the weekend.

You and Joe stumble out into the night air, London feeling especially sticky on this July evening. It's like you're bloody teenagers again, unable to take your hands off of each other. Joe spots a secluded alleyway and grins. You follow his eyeline.

Oh.

This is a bad idea, but oh.

He doesn't even wait for you to acknowledge it, before dragging you down the dimly lit alley, shoving you against the wall and kissing you once more, hiking your leg up around his waist, his hand clutching your bum cheek. Your arms are once again around his neck, and you use the angle he had you at to grind against him once more.

"Joe," you gasp as his mouth leaves yours and travels down to your neck, licking and sucking at your pulse point. His hand that wasn't holding you up manages to find its way into your jeans, and he strokes your clit through your underwear, making you shiver.

"Mm, you're so wet. Did I do this to you, baby? Is this all for me?" He teases you, his mouth still on your neck. "Does doing this in public really turn you on that much?"

"You turn me on that much," you whisper, mirroring his actions and palming his cock through his jeans. "This all for me?"

"Always been f'you." Joe brushes his nose against yours, removing his hand from your pants and sucking the finger that had been touching you into his mouth.

*

After managing to get back home without throwing him down on the path and riding him, you'd finally gotten Joe right where you wanted him - naked, and on top of you. Although he wasn't inside you yet, the two of you just laid there, holding each other, kissing, running your hands over each other's bodies.

Joe was teasing you though, every so often nudging the head of his cock into your pussy and then pulling back, chuckling when you whined and tried to wrap your legs around him to hold him in place.

"Something you want, baby?"

"Joe, please!" You whimper, trying to keep your voice down. You had neighbours after all. He reaches inbetween you and rubs slow circles on your clit, making your back arch.

"Oh no, baby, don't hide those pretty noises from me. You know I wanna hear you."

"Joe, babe, I can't! Everyone in the building will hear!" You hiss, but a moan escapes you as he suddenly pushes his entire length into you, taking you by surprise. "Oh god, Joe!"

"That's right, beautiful. Say my name." Joe growls, dragging his cock out and placing a pillow under your hips. He slides back in, the new angle making you cry out sharply. "Sod the building, I'm gonna fuck you so good the whole damn neighbourhood will know my name by the time I'm done with you."

You mewl, finger nails digging into his back. He hitches your legs up over his shoulders, holding on to your thighs for leverage.

Every single stroke of his cock hits your g-spot, and with a few swipes of his fingers over your clit, Joe has you cumming around his cock, screaming his name, the alcohol and the pure ecstasy coursing through your veins had you throwing all fucks out of the window, so to speak. Something about drunk sex just made everything feel so much more raw, so primal.

Joe lets you ride out your high, before flipping you over on to your stomach, the pillow still under your hips, arching your back.

"Fuck," he grunts as he slides back into you again, his hands gripping your hip bones as you scramble to get a hold of the sheets beneath you.

"Oh god, oh, Joe!"

"Louder." He hisses, a sharp slap landing on your ass.

"Joe! Joe! Fuck, yes, Joe!" You're practically sobbing with pleasure now, every single nerve ending on fire as he splits you apart on his cock. Before you realise it, you're cumming again. "Joe, oh my god, I'm cumming! Cum inside me, Joe, fuck, give it to me!"

"Shit, yeah, Y/N, gonna make me cum so hard-fuck, fuck, fuck!"

With a particularly loud moan, Joe pushes his cock inside you as deep as he can, his dick twitching as it spurts rope after rope of cum deep inside you. He pants; it must have been a strong one, your name leaving his lips like a prayer. When he's done, he rolls off you, flopping down onto the bed.

"I think we owe the neighbourhood an apology." You giggle, your face flushing with embarrassment at how loud you'd been.

"When you sound like that babe, they owe me a thank you." Joe grins, and you pull him into another sloppy kiss.

[choke-me-joey]

38 with Joseph Quinn please. Maybe he got jealous of a guy younger than the reader flirting with them

I hope this came out okay!! Friends to lovers is just 🤌🤌 I couldn't resist writing it this way!!

38. Let me show you how a real man does it.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), jealous Joe, public sex (they do it in a private bathroom but yk), flatmate reader and Joe aren't in a relationship but there's ✨️feelings✨️, unprotected p in v, creampie, friends to lovers, the usual filth

Hoe-vember masterlist

You looked good, you know you looked good. You'd had eyes on you ever since you'd stepped out of the car with Joe and Wesley at the GQ event in London. Both Wesley and Joe looked impeccable in their black suits, and Joe had given you his card and told you to go shopping to find an outfit for tonight, and found an outfit you had indeed. Both of their jaws had dropped when you'd stepped out of your bedroom in the flat you shared with Joe.

The black dress hugged you in all the right places, the lace of the bodice sitting beautifully against your skin. It showed just enough cleavage to be sexy, but not too much, and all those squats you'd been doing in the gym certainly paid off, as your ass looked like a damn peach. Your hair and makeup were flawless, having gone for a sultry smoky eye and a dark red lip.

"Fucking hell, Y/N, haven't seen you look this good since our uni ball!" Wesley grins, and you flip him off, smiling. "Scrubs up well, doesn't she Joe?"

"Y-yeah, you look beautiful love," Joe looks you up and down, shooting you a sexy smirk and a wink once Wesley's back is turned. You roll your eyes playfully at him, checking him out once his back is also turned. It was no secret that you and Joe fancied each other, well to everyone else around you anyway. It drove your friendship group crazy whenever either one of you hooked up with someone else, because there'd be some serious tension, jealousy and moping on behalf of the one who wasn't getting laid.

You'd wept into your pillow when he'd bring random girls home and fuck them, making sure to stay in your room as late as possible the next morning so you didn't have to face them. He'd slammed doors and sulked around the flat when you would bring a guy home and fuck them. It was mutual pining at its finest. And now you'd decided you'd had enough. Either he was going to finally fuck you tonight, or you would do your best to move on.

So you'd gone all out, it was your first public event with Joe, so you wanted make a fucking good impression.

The two lads were sipping on whiskey in the kitchen as you slipped on your shoes and spritzed yourself with perfume (Joe's favourite perfume on you, he'd drunkenly confessed to you on a night out once and then gone on to say it was his favourite on others in an interview) and you feel his eyes on you. You look over, meeting his eyes as you dab perfume on your neck and wrists, smiling coyly.

Oh, you'd made a good impression alright.

When you had arrived at the event, Joe had offered you his hand to help you out of the car, before being swept away by his publicist and manager for interviews on the red carpet, leaving you and Wesley to mingle with the other commoners, as Wesley had so charmingly put it.

"Tonight going to be the night you finally shag him?" Wesley asks casually over the lip of his champagne glass he'd been handed as you'd both walked into the room to find your table.

"Depends if he finds someone else to shag." You shrug, absent mindedly checking name cards on the tables as you walked through them.

"Oh come on, Y/N, you know he's pining for you," Wesley rolls his eyes, pulling out your chair for you as you find your places, sadly not at Joe's table.

"That why he's balls deep in a random girl whenever he's home?"

"When was the last time he actually did that, mate? And I know for a fact he hasn't been shagging whilst he's been abroad."

You pause for a moment. It was actually a while since Joe had been home long enough to go out and pull. "And you have been remaining celibate as well, so Zara tells me."

"For fucks sake why is my sex life being blabbed about within our friendship group?!" You hiss and Wesley snickers.

"Because we all need you and Quinn to stop being idiots and get together, you're driving us insane!" Downing the rest of his drink, Wesley gestures to your now empty glass. "Refill? Our man of the year should be joining us soon."

"Yeah, sure, sure" you mumble, and off he disappears. You get your phone out of your bag, and are scrolling through Instagram when a voice asks.

"Is this seat taken?"

You look up at and are met with a vaguely familiar, young, handsome face. He's leaning on the chair, a smile gracing his lips.

"Um, no? Go right ahead." You smile back at him. He was cute, very cute and he shot you an award winning smile as he sat down.

"I'm Harry," he says, offering you his hand. You take it, shaking it.

"Y/N."

"Pretty name for a pretty girl," Harry says, making you roll your eyes and laugh.

"And how many times have you used that line?"

"Not as often as you'd think," he chuckles. "Why, is it working?"

You giggle, completely unashamed of your flirting with this total stranger. You don't even notice Wesley, now joined by Joe, coming back to the table with another drink for you as you and Harry are chatting away, you laughing at a joke he'd just made.

"Alright, Y/N?" Joe's mildly annoyed tone makes you turn around. Wesley is stood next to him, looking a little bit awkward. Joe's jaw is clenched as he looks at Harry sitting next to you, admittedly you had moved your chair a little closer to him

"Oh, hey! Joe, this is Harry, Harry this is-"

"Joe Quinn, right? Loved you in Stranger Things, mate."

"It's Joseph, actually." Joe replies with a bite to his voice, making Harry blink.

"Oh, er, sorry mate, I just thought cos she said it-um, right well I better head back to my table. It was nice meeting you." And with that he scampers off to his table somewhere else in the room. You sigh, looking up at Joe from your seat.

"Thanks, Joseph." You hiss at him. You slam down your glass on the table and grab your clutch bag. "I'm going to the loo, watch my drink."

"Nice one mate," you hear Wesley say sarcastically as you walk away.

You push through the crowds, navigating your way to the toilets, thankfully they were pretty well out of the way and not bloody cubicles. You let yourself into the vacant one, locking the door.

Jesus the bathroom was nicer than yours at home, you think as you touch up your powder and lipstick, giving your hair a bit of a scrunch to give it some more volume. A knock sounds at the door.

"Someone's in here!" You call out. Another knock. "Still in here!" Another, more forceful knock. You stamp over to the door, wrenching it open, ready to give the rude ass person on the other side absolute hell.

You were not expecting to be shoved back into the bathroom, and the door slammed shut behind said rude ass person.

And you were definitely not expecting the rude ass person to be Joe.

"Joe, what the fuck?!" You glare at him once more as he locks the door behind him.

"I could ask you the same thing." Joe says, quite calmly despite his chest heaving a little beneath his black suit. You give him a confused look. "Flirting with someone younger than you, really Y/N? I could hear your fucking giggles across the room."

"I wasn't flirting!" You definitely were. "He was just being nice!"

"So you push your tits together and up for every guy who's just being nice?" Joe scoffs. You echo him, rolling your eyes.

"Tell me you're jealous without telling me you're jealous, Joe." You challenge him, stepping forward. His eyes flick up and down you again, and you feel your skin warming under his gaze.

"Fine, I was jealous. I could see how he was fucking looking at you and I just wanted to deck him." Joe admits. "Been driving me crazy all fucking night, I can see everyone's eyes on you."

"And how exactly are they looking at me?" You goad, knowing you have him now. He grabs your hips and pulls you against him.

"Like they want to throw you down, rip this damn dress off and fuck you." His eyes are so dark they're almost black now as he backs you up against the sink. "Which is exactly what I wanted to do ever since I saw you tonight. Been wanting you for months, fucking years, Y/N, you drive me crazy."

"Then do it." You whisper, your mouth hovering inches apart. "Fuck me, Joe. I want you, always wanted you."

"Yeah, that why you're flirting with someone younger than you? Oh baby, let me show you how a real man does it."

You giggle as he lifts you onto the counter. "He was like 3 years younger than you, Joe."

"I bet I can still fuck you better." Joe grins and you grab his jacket, pulling him into a kiss. He moans softly as your lips meet. The first kiss is soft, and he pulls away. "You know I love you, yeah?"

"I know." You peck his lips. "I love you too. Now fuck me, man of the year." You reach down between you and palm at his cock through his trousers.

"Shit, shut up." He laughs, kissing you again, this time his tongue flicks along your lips asking for permission which you gladly grant him, moaning in appreciation as you taste whiskey, mint and a slight hint of smoke. A taste that is so Joe it makes your heart flutter. You continue to stroke his cock through his pants, squeezing occasionally. "Wanna bend you over, okay?"

"Fucking please." You nod eagerly, hopping off the counter and turning to face the mirror, sending him a smirk in your reflection. He pushes gently on your back, and you allow him to bend you over.

"Jesus, you look so good like this." Joe runs his hands over the curve of your hips and ass, before pulling your dress up. "Fucking hell, Y/N, no underwear?!"

"Didn't want a VPL, Quinn, would have ruined the look." You smirk over your shoulder, trying to conceal a moan as he slaps your ass. He raises an eyebrow at you in the mirror, a smirk on his face. "Shut up."

"Interesting." He says, undoing his trousers and shoving those and his black boxers down. "No time right now though."

You shudder as you feel him drag the hot head of his cock through your pussy lips, lubing himself up with your arousal. He leans over and kisses the shell of your ear. "This okay? Want me to get a condom?"

In response you push your ass back into him so his cock slips inside you, making him grunt out a breathy "fuck" that has you clenching around him. His cock slides into you with ease, the burning stretch of him filling you up had you moaning and clawing at the counter. "Fuck, Joe, so fucking big!"

He chuckles, gripping your hips as he starts to fuck into you, each bump of his cock head against your cervix sending tingles up and down your body.

"You feel so fucking good, babe" Joe sighs, locking eyes with you in the mirror. "Think you can cum for me? Wanna feel this perfect pussy cum on my cock."

"Joe..." You moan as he reaches round and strokes your clit, making your legs shake. "God, don't stop."

"Wasn't planning on it, love."

Joe's phone begins to ring in his jacket pocket and your eyes snap open, staring at him.

"Don't you dare." You warn him as he grabs it with his free hand.

"It's Wesley," he says, like that's a reasonable excuse for answering his phone in the middle of dicking you down. "Think you can be quiet?"

"Joe, don't you fucking-"

"Hey, mate," Joe grins as he answers the call, and you glare at him in the mirror. He doesn't stop moving his hips or his fingers though, and you can feel yourself getting close. "Nah, just stepped outside for a smoke with Y/N....yeah, she's fine-"

You purposefully clench your kegels on his cock, making him hiss and slam into you a bit harder. He shoots you a glare. "Yeah, mate, I'm alright just burned my finger on my cigarette....yeah we'll come find you in a min-minute....yeah bad signal....alright mate, bye." He hangs up, putting his phone down and thrusting into you quicker. "You little....you did that on purpose!"

"You answered your phone whilst fucking me!" You shot back. "Besides, I really didn't want Wes to hear me cum."

"Oh yeah, you're close aren't you? Can feel how much tighter you're getting, come on baby, let go for me." Joe coos, his cock hitting that spot over and over until the tension in your body snaps and you cum, long and loud for him, moaning his name and gushing over his cock. Joe shudders, his cock twitching inside you before shooting his load against your walls, his hips pumping weakly into you still. "Christ, Y/N, fuck...." He pulls out, admiring his cum dripping from you. You're still lying across the counter, panting as you catch his eye in the mirror. Ever the gentleman, he grabs some toilet paper and cleans you up, throwing it away and pulling your dress back down for you. "You good?"

"Pretty fucking good. You?" You say breathlessly, unable to stop smiling as you straighten up, turning to face him.

"Pretty much the same, although I'm kind of pissed we have to stay here instead of going home and doing more of that." He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, his hand resting on your cheek. "I'm sorry I was a dick, Y/N."

"I would apologise for my behaviour too, but it just got me some of the best sex I've ever had, ever, so I'm sorry but...not really." You look up at him with a cheeky grin. He laughs, his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"The best sex you've ever had ever, hm? I bet I can top that. Just wait until we get home."

[choke-me-joey]

5 and 8 with Joe Quinn please

🫡🫡🫡🫡

5.  You wanna come on my fingers, my tongue, or my cock? How about all of them?

8. This pussy belongs to me.

Joseph Quinn x female reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), oral (f receiving), over stimulation, slightly dom Joe if you squint, squirting, unprotected p in v sex (don't do this), creampie

Hoevember/Dickcember masterlist

"You wanna come on my fingers, my tongue, or my cock? How about all of them?" Joe grunts as he places sloppy kisses down your neck, latching on and sucking the skin at the base of your neck.

"You're ambitious," you giggle, moaning as he nips you.

"You know I can make you do all 3 baby, besides, I've been away for weeks, if we skip the foreplay and just fuck I'm definitely not gonna last."

"And you're gonna last if you're humping the bed when you eat me out?"

"Oi, less of the backchat, cheeky." Joe smirks peeling off your underwear, the last piece of clothing keeping you from being completely bare in front of him. He chuckles at the sight of strings of your arousal clinging to the delicate lace of your underwear as he pulls it away from your pussy. "I think she missed me, darling."

"Shut your cocky ass up and do something," you whine, trying to buck your hips into his touch. He chuckles again, holding you down.

"You know I'm only cocky because I have something to be cocky about, babe."

"I'd say...8 reasons to be cocky." You smirk, cocking your eyebrow and looking down at his stiff cock.

"8 and a half, 9 on a good day." Joe quips back, making you gasp and shudder as he runs his fingers along your soaking pussy. "Now, I said fingers first, didn't I?"

You nod, whimpering as he sinks two thick fingers into you, his thumb grazing over your clit. "Didn't touch yourself whilst I was away, did you baby?"

"No, Joey," you shake your head. "Was a good girl."

"Yeah, that's right, you are my good girl, aren't you?" Joe hums, setting a decent rhythm with his fingers and thumb, and you feel your orgasm drawing close embarrassingly quickly. You really hadn't touched yourself for the entire time he'd been away; it was a stupid pact you'd made before he left because you knew the sex when he got back would be mind blowing. Well, even more mind blowing than usual. So, you both resisted the temptation of a cheeky FaceTime wank sesh in favour of tonight.

"Joey..." you moan, head flung back onto the pillows. "Don't stop, gonna cum-"

"Already? Fuck, babe, can feel it, come on love, soak my fucking fingers, that's it, thaaaat's my girl, so pretty when you cum-"

He talks you through your orgasm that hits you out of nowhere, your pussy clenching almost painfully tight around his fingers, your juices gushing over his digits. He waits until you've stopped twitching with it, slowing his fingers right down, the squelching of your pussy making your cheeks flush. "Aw, is my baby embarrassed? Don't be, darling, s'fucking hot knowing that I can make you this wet..." Joe growls softly, removing his fingers. You grab his wrist and shove his wet fingers straight into your mouth, cleaning his digits and sucking on them as if it was his cock. "You're so fucking naughty," he grins. "I was gonna do that, guess I'll have to taste it straight from the source, hm?"

"Guess you will-!" Your sentence ends with a soft squeal as Joe licks your pussy from hole to clit, groaning against you at your taste. Your hand flies to his head, immediately tangling your fingers in his curls and tugging on them just the way he likes it. You smirk to yourself when you hear him let out a little whimper against your pussy, his dominant demeanour cracking a little.

Joe pushes his tongue inside your pussy, fucking you with the muscle as if it were his fingers. His nose bumps against your sensitive clit and you moan, loudly, rocking your hips against his face. Joe groans right along with you, grinding his own hips into the mattress, seeking some friction for his aching cock. He knew he'd leaked precum through his boxers and onto the sheets below, but he honestly didn't fucking care. Not with you riding his face.

You cum again, quickly, the overstimulation of your swollen clit and Joe's tongue filling you just right had you sobbing out another release, a fresh wave of arousal spreading over his mouth and chin. He laps it up happily, sighing at your taste. He lives for it. He sits up, wiping at his face with the back of his hand even though he knows you don't mind tasting yourself, and whips off his boxers. His cock slaps against his stomach, angry and weeping.

"Ride me, yeah?" Joe asks you and you nod, immediately pouncing on him once he's laid down. You line his cock up with your pussy and sink down, taking all of him at once and hissing at the stretch after not having him for a while. "Shit, baby, be careful!" Ever the sweetheart, even when he's balls deep.

But you don't listen to him. You start to move, rocking your hips against his, the coarse, tidy hairs at the base of his cock brushing over your clit in a way that made you sigh happily. Joe's fingers bite into your hips as he watches you ride him, his eyes occasionally flicking down to where your bodies were joined, and then back up to your face. You switching from rocking to bouncing and back to rocking, Joe's moans and curses only spurring you on further.

"Shit, fuck, you're so....you feel so good, baby, such a perfect pussy, take me so well, s'like you were made for me, fuck. This pussy belongs to me."

You shiver and whine.

"You like it when I say that baby?" Joe asks and you nod enthusiastically. "Who does this pussy belong to?"

"Y-you, Joey, you!" You call out as he pinches your nipple roughly, sending a spark of arousal shooting through you.

"Yeah it fucking does, nobody else, just me. Only I get to fuck this tight little cunt." He's babbling beneath you, which means he's close. "Gonna cum soon, baby, can you cum for me once more? Need to feel you cum on my cock."

You nod, biting your lip and snaking your hand down to your clit. Joe immediately pushes your hand away and replaces it with his own, his thumb drawing messy yet perfect circles on your clit. His cock repeatedly hits your g-spot as you move on him and the build up to this orgasm feels different.

"Joey, I think I'm gonna-"

"Do it baby, please...make a mess on me like a good fucking girl, yeah?" He knows exactly what you're trying to tell him, rubbing your clit harder and quicker to match your faster movements. "Come on baby, cum for me then I'll fill you up, yeah? Give you my cum in that perfect pussy."

"Joe, Joe, fuck yes, fuck, don't stop, don't stop" you chant, the pressure building inside you finally breaking and you cum, a stream of clear fluid leaving your pussy and soaking Joe's cock and lower stomach as you scream his name and shake with the force of your orgasm.

"Holy shit!" Joe grunts, slamming your hips down on him one last time and unloading inside you, his cock twitching with each spurt of cum that floods your pussy. He grabs you and smashes your mouths together, it's less of a kiss and more just your lips touching as you pant and moan into each other's mouths, but it becomes more of a kiss as you both come down from your highs, your tongues finding each other as your lips move in tandem. "Fuck, I love you."

"I love you," you collapse on top of him, keeping his cock inside you. "I'm staying here now."

"Nuh uh, baby, gotta get cleaned up so we can eat, then I'm gonna bend you over the kitchen counter and make you do that again, sound good?" Joe smirks against your neck as he peppers soft kisses along the sensitive skin.

"Hmm, go on then."

[choke-me-joey]

For Ho-vember can u do number six with Joe Quinn 🥵🥵

6. Ride me baby, make me come for you

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), unprotected p in v, creampie, slight cum play, hint of ass play/anal

Hoe-vember masterlist

Sex with Joe was always incredible.

No matter if it was rough and fast, or slow and romantic, he always had you seeing stars and left your body shaking. He was very much a dom in the bedroom, but those few rare times when he relaxed and let you take control (but not too much) were some of your favourite times

Like right now. After a delicious and expensive dinner out at one of London's newest high end restaurants, and after a bottle of extremely pricey champagne to celebrate 2 wonderful, blissful, shagging like rabbits filled years together, you were bouncing on his cock, pinning him beneath you and controlling how fast and deep you took him and making him whimper and moan.

You loved it.

And so did Joe.

He would never, ever get tired of seeing you like this. Your sweat slick skin shimmering in the glow of your fucking salt lamp you nagged him for, your hair perfectly messy, your tits bouncing with every roll and rock of your hips, your pussy so tight and warm around his cock, god he loved it. Joe brings his hands up to cup your breasts, thumbs flicking over your nipples to make you cry out his name and grind harder down onto him. His neatly trimmed public hair brushing against your sensitive little clit, paired with his cock nudging at your g-spot sent you flying over the edge into another orgasm. Joe quickly takes advantage of your weakened state by sitting up so you were in his lap and wrapping his arms around you, moving his hips in time with yours.

"So fucking beautiful when you come for me like that love, come on, ride me baby, make me come for you." He pants against your mouth as your lips meet in a messy and fiery kiss. You kiss him like he's the air you need to fucking breathe, desperate and passionate. Then you shove him back down onto the mattress, making him let out a low, raspy chuckle.

Joe's hands grip your hips, aiding your movements as you bounce up and down on his cock. The way he's biting his lip, and the flush across his chest tells you he's close.

"Fuck yes babe, just like that, ride my cock so fucking good," a flex of your kegel muscles makes him shiver. "Shit, I'm gonna marry you, you know that?"

"Shut up and come for me," you giggle, you know he's pussy drunk right now, but also your heart flutters when he talks like that.

You change your tactics, and swing your leg over his waist so he's still inside you, but you're facing away from him, giving him the best fucking view of his life of your ass bouncing and your pussy swallowing his dick.

"Holy fucking shit!" Joe moans, his fingers biting into your hips. It doesn't take long. "Fuck, fuck, gonna come, babe, I'm coming-" he slams your hips down onto his cock, and grunts as he shoots up inside you, dick twitching with each spurt. You moan appreciatively; you really do love that feeling.

You wait until his grip relaxes and then you lean forward, letting his cock slip out of you and giving him the most pornographic view of his life of his cum dripping out of your pussy whilst your ass is also in his face.

"Fuck me," he groans, sounding absolutely wrecked. You hiss as you feel his fingers running over your slit, gathering up some of the cum that escaped and fucking it back into you with his fingers.

"Joe..." you whine, a moan escaping you as his slick fingers circle your asshole. In one swift move he pushes you forward and moves himself out from under you so he's now behind you, fingers still teasing that tight ring of muscle.

"Since it's a special occasion..."

[choke-me-joey]

43 and 45 reuniting with Joseph Quinn after a long period of time apart

Okay but after writing this I need to be help up against a wall and fucked so I apologise if you also develop this need

43. You've missed me, haven't you? Pretty little pussy is sucking me in.

45. I need you so bad, I can't wait, I've gotta have you now.

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), unprotected p in v, creampie, squirting, mentions of a blowie whilst driving, established relationship, wall sex????? Idk

Hoe-vember/Dick-cember masterlist

You checked your appearance over in the mirror, smoothing down your dress. You were happy with how you looked, wearing a midi length leopard print dress and heeled boots. You checked your phone again, smiling as you saw your boyfriend's name had pinged up on the screen about 5 minutes ago.

Car is about 10 minutes away, can't wait to see you x

You text him back the GIF of Anna from Frozen when she's all excited, and carry out final checks on your hair and makeup.

It wasn't ideal, but tonight was your mum and dad's wedding anniversary party, an event that had been planned for the majority of the year. Unfortunately, when it was planned it was not envisioned that Joe would be flying back from Japan and landing literally 2 hours before you needed to get going. You had told him to stay home and sleep when he got back as you knew how exhausted he was, but he'd insisted on still attending. He loved your family and they loved him.

Now, time was tight. Joe's flight had been delayed which meant he'd just about have time to change his clothes before you'd need to leave to get to the party venue, instead of a quick shower like he'd hoped. Thankfully, he'd managed to shower on the plane (private flight, fucking wild) so he was happy to just douse himself in deodorant and cologne for a few hours, he could properly shower when you guys got home tonight/early tomorrow morning.

You hear the door open and close and you run out from the bedroom, running at your boyfriend and jumping. He catches you and your legs wrap around his waist. You don't even give him time to say hello before pressing your lips to his. He sighs happily as your tongue finds his, and he moves to press your back against the wall as you make out for a few seconds.

"Hello to you too," Joe chuckles as you break apart, foreheads resting together. "Fuck, I missed you."

"I missed you too, so much. Next time you're away for that long I'm contorting myself to fit in your bag." You grin, leaning in for another kiss. This one is slower, deeper, hotter. You feel a tell tale pulse against your crotch and your pussy flutters in response, but you try to ignore it. "Joe, babe, we have to leave, we're already a little late-"

"I need you so bad, I can't wait, I've gotta have you now." Joe grunts, holding you up with one arm and undoing his jeans with the other.

Fuck it.

"Here?!" You gasp, amazed at his strength. It's always such a turn on when Joe shows how strong he really is.

"Right fucking here." Joe replies, pushing his jeans and pants down, fisting his cock a couple times before moving your dress up and underwear to the side, pushing his cock into your pussy slowly. You tense a little; you hadn't been with him in weeks so the stretch and burn was a little more prominent. "Sorry baby, just relax for me, okay?"

"So big," you whimper. "Joey, you're so fucking big."

"But you're taking me so well, love." Joe glances down at where your bodies are connected, smirking at the shine of your arousal on him. "You've missed me, haven't you? Pretty little pussy is sucking me in."

You moan loudly. "God yes, Joe, missed you so fucking much."

"I know baby, me too." Joe looks up and kisses you sweetly as he begins to move, fucking you up against the wall. "God you feel so fucking good. Been thinking about this for so long."

"Me too," you shudder as he reaches to touch your clit. "Yes, baby, just like that, don't stop."

Joe chuckles. "Gonna come for me? Already?"

You nod, and Joe adjusts his stance to assist you, making sure his cock hit that spot inside you on every single thrust. After a few years together he knew exactly how to make you feel good. His fingers don't leave your clit, rubbing in quick circles, desperate to feel you fall apart for him.

You shriek out his name as you come hard, soaking Joe's cock and shirt that he hadn't managed to remove. "Fuck yes, that's my good girl, squirting on my cock like that." Your pussy clenches around him and he shudders. "Not gonna last long."

"I don't care, come inside me." You grab his face and make him look at you. "Come for me, Joe."

"Oh fuck," Joe almost whimpers, his eyes fluttering shut. You tap his cheek gently.

"Look at me when you fill me up, baby." You whisper and Joe nods, moaning loudly as he pushes inside you as deep as he can, his cock pulsing and twitching as rope after rope of his cum fills you. His knees wobble with the force of his orgasm as his head drops to your shoulder. You run your nails over his scalp softly as you both try to catch your breath. "You good?"

"Can't talk, came too hard, no brain left." Joe mumbles into your collarbone and you giggle. He picks his head up and kisses up your neck, across your jawline and finally your mouth. "I love you."

"I love you." You reply, brushing your nose over his. "But now we are really fucking late."

Joe groans and yawns. "I know babe, I'm so sorry."

"If you drive, I'll blow you as a thank you."

"Let's fucking go!"

[choke-me-joey]

for Hoevember could I request no 9 for Mr JQ himself, please? x

9. Keep going and I'll fuck that shitty/bratty/fucking attitude right out of you

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), reader is a massive brat, public teasing, slight dom vibes from Joe, fingering, edging, squirting, facial

Hoe-vember/Dick-cember masterlist

It was your birthday, a good old excuse to get drunk and celebrate with your boyfriend and closest friends. Which is what you were currently doing, cradling a Pornstar Martini as you and your best friend flawlessly rap the entirety of Super Bass.

Joe had organised this for your special day, renting out one of your favourite bars/clubs and making sure every one of your friends could make it. He'd gone through so much effort, it really had surprised you and made you feel incredibly special.

Which is why you had decided to repay him by acting like a fucking brat.

Joe secretly loved this bratty side of you, but he didn't let you know that of course. He knew exactly what you were doing, trying to get him riled up in front of your friends in that fucking sexy dress, the one you knew he went absolutely brainless over, with that exact shade of lipstick you'd blown him in on your date night last night. He'd told you he'd never be able to see you wear that lipstick again without popping a boner. So obviously you had to wear it tonight.

You little fucking menace.

After your little karaoke moment, you saunter over to where Joe is sat with some of your friends, all hips swaying and tits bouncing, god they looked fucking spectacular tonight, and give him a little sexy smile, sliding into his lap and wrapping an arm around his neck.

"Having fun?" He chuckles as you snuggle into him, purposefully wiggling your bum against him. He taps it in warning. "Behave."

"Now how can I do that when I have such a sexy boyfriend with such a fucking incredible cock?" You lean in and mumble in his ear. Joe inhales through his nose. Luckily your friends aren't really paying attention, and to them it would just look like an innocent cuddle but that was far from the truth. Your lips ghost over his earlobe, a particularly sensitive spot for him and he tenses below you, knowing exactly what you plan to do next.

"Y/N, don't you dare-" he hisses, which moulds into a quiet groan as you nibble on his earlobe. You feel his cock twitch to life underneath you.

It worked every time.

You smile innocently at him as you pull away, standing up and straightening your dress. You bend down to give him a peck on the lips before walking away, accentuating the swing of your hips as you knew his eyes were glued to your ass.

You meet your friends at the bar, they want to do tequila shots and call Joe over to join you. He stands up, subtly adjusting his trousers before heading over and squeezing in next to you wrapping his arm around your waist.

"You're pushing it," he growls in your ear.

"I know" you say, and he squeezes your hip.

"Body shots, anyone?" Your friend grins, and the rest of the group, minus Joe, agrees. "Birthday girl goes first!" She passes you a shot, salt and a slice of lime.

Joe groans internally as you look at him, a devilish glint in your eye. You place the lime in his mouth, and grab the back of his head, pulling him towards you. Your group of friends wolf whistle and jeer as you slowly and sensually lick his exposed collarbone, making his fingers bite into your hips. You snicker as you hear him groan softly. You pull away, sprinkle the salt onto his skin and lick again, making sure to drag it out as much as you could. You then pull away, down your shot and snog Joe, sucking on the lime.

So of course, he has to do a shot too, opting to lick your exposed cleavage because two can play at this game. Once he's pulled away from taking the lime out of your mouth he gives you a smug look. You raise an eyebrow, attempting to look unimpressed.

"Is that all you've got?"

"Oh? Not enough?" Joe sounds genuinely surprised, but he's an actor, for fucks sake, so you know it's all for show. "Come here then love, and I'll give you more."

"Make me." You challenge, pulling away as he dives in for another kiss. You let out a breathy giggle as Joe grabs you and slams you up against him, kissing you with such force you know you've definitely wound him up. You ignore your friends laughter and jeers once more.

"Keep going and I'll fuck that bratty attitude right out of you" Joe growls against your mouth. You shiver, nipping his plush bottom lip.

"But, will you though?"

***

Less than 2 hours later, you and Joe burst through the door of your flat, tongues down each other's throats and clothes getting strewn about the place. You somehow wind up in the kitchen in your underwear, Joe pinning you against the counter as he unclasps your bra and throws it in the sink. As soon as your tits bounce free, his mouth is on your nipple whilst his fingers tease and pinch the other.

You throw your head back, banging it against the cupboard but you really couldn't care.

"Fuck, Joe, please, enough teasing-"

"Oh, baby, I don't think so." Joe drops to his knees in front of you, coming to eye level with your lace covered pussy. "You've been teasing me all fucking night, and you know it. You're not getting what you want so easy, I'm gonna take my time with you, have you begging-" you whine and protest, wiggling on the counter. He lightly slaps your covered cunt and you still. "-have you begging for me. I might be nice and give you my cock, or I might just give you my fingers, then cum all over that pretty little face-"

"No, Joe, please, I'm sorry, want your cock, please, please, please-" your begging is cut short as Joe presses two fingers into your mouth, making you gag a little but coat them in your saliva. You suck on them as if they were his dick, making him groan.

"Fuck, this mouth of yours baby, it's so good," he sighs, removing his fingers to admire them shining with your spit. "Now, these are in the way-" he tugs once, twice at your flimsy lace knickers, ripping them clean off of you. You make a sound of protest. "Don't worry baby, I'll buy you as many pairs as you want, okay? Before you can reply, he lifts your legs onto his shoulders and attaches his mouth to your clit, making you cry out his name. His saliva-coated fingers push into you, immediately finding that spongy spot that makes your eyes roll into your skull.

Your moans are loud, unabashed and uncaring. Fuck the neighbours. They should be jealous they aren't being made to feel this fucking good. Your fingers tangle in Joe's curls, making him groan against you, the vibrations making you shiver. You feel your orgasm approaching, making your legs shake.

"Joe, Joe, oh my god, Joe, don't stop, don't stop, don't-"

He stops.

Your head snaps up. "Joe, what the fuck?"

"I warned you." Joe smirks up at you. "Begging, baby."

You choke back a sob as he dives into your pussy again. He brings you to the edge 5 fucking times before you're actually crying with desperation, your voice wrecked and wobbly. You say please so many times it doesn't even sound like a word. You're chanting his name so much your voice is hoarse. A tear slips down your cheek as he pulls his fingers from your slick cunt a 6th fucking time. "That's better baby, god you look so fucking pretty right now, all crying and spread out for me. I think you've begged enough, don't you?"

You nod eagerly, a whispered "please" leaving your lips. Your foot drops down and brushes over the crotch of his boxers, and you know he's got to be painfully hard by now, you can feel where his cock has been leaking precum and staining the front of his boxers. Your touch makes Joe hiss; he must be more aroused than you thought.

"Fuck, can't wait anymore, you're gonna cum on my face and then I'm gonna cum on yours, yeah? Ruin this pretty fucking face of yours." His voice is different now, more desperate sounding and animalistic. You whimper and nod, your pussy pulsing in need. "Good girl." He pushes his fingers back inside you, lips finding your puffy, swollen clit instantly. You cry out as he fucks you with his fingers quickly, desperate to get you there all of a sudden.

You feel that coil building once more, your entire body tingling with every sloppy sounding thrust of Joe's thick fingers into your needy cunt. You barely have time to warn him before you're coming, a gush of liquid leaving you and soaking Joe's mouth and chin. He lets you ride it out before quickly standing up and pulling down his boxers, fitting his angry weeping cock quickly.

"On your knees, birthday girl, gonna give you a special present, yeah?"

You hop off the counter and slide onto your knees in front of him, sticking your tongue out. Joe's free hand comes to the back of your head, pulling you a little closer to him. You flick your tongue over the head of his cock and he almost buckles with the force of his orgasm, coming in thick white ropes over your tongue, lips and cheeks. He growls out a breathy "fuck-ing hell" as he comes, struggling to catch his breath. He leans back on the kitchen island, watching as you clean off the cum from your face with your finger, sucking on it and humming appreciatively. He helps you to stand, wiping at your face with a bit of kitchen roll to clean any remaining trace of him you'd missed. You smile up at him sleepily, the alcohol and late hour catching up with you.

He frowns at you.

"Oh no, love, I'm nowhere near done with you yet. Think you owe me an apology, don't you?"

[choke-me-joey]

48 with joey? 🥺

Inspired by the Spain story but minus him giving out his number 🥰 because drunk off of tequila Joe is a Joe I need.

48. Spread your legs and let me see that pretty little pussy

Joseph Quinn x reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, rpf (don't like don't read), masturbation, naughty Facetime calls, Joe is drunk and will not shut up, dirty talk, mentions of creampie

Hoe-vember masterlist

"Hola, senoritaaaa!" Joe's face comes into view on your phone screen. His flushed cheeks, slurred words and general demeanor telling you one thing. He was drunk. Off his tits. Absolutely wankered.

"Hola, senör hombre del año," you giggle, settling into your pillows. "I'm so proud of your drunk ass."

"Thanks babe, I wish you were here." Joe groans as he flops onto his hotel room bed.

"You had a pretty good night by the looks of it." You smirk and he chuckles, looking a little guilty.

"I did the tequila thing." He admits and you gasp.

"My favourite thing?! How dare you!" You feign hurt, clutching your hand over your chest. "I don't know if I can ever forgive you for that."

"I'm sorry, love." Joe pouts through the phone. Your face softens.

"Babe, I'm kidding, you were celebrating! You deserve to have a good time. You just owe me a tequila night when you're home for more than a couple of days."

Joe looks at you, with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Is that my shirt you're wearing?" He asks, casting his eye over the plain black tshirt you had chosen to wear to bed.

"Mmhm, smells like you." You sigh, burying your nose in it and smiling. Joe hums contentedly.

"What else are you wearing?"

A wave of warmth rushes through you as he speaks, he's using his bedroom voice. God damn that bedroom voice.

"Just my underwear, the grey Calvin Klein lounge set you like." You bite your lip as he groans.

"Shit, can you show me?" He's already undressing himself on the other end of the phone, his jacket already off and the buttons of his shirt slowly being undone. You nod, peeling the duvet off of you and panning the camera down over your body, showing off the underwear. "Can I see your ass?"

You roll as best you can whilst still holding the phone for him to get a good view. He curses, low and breathy and as you roll back onto your back you let out a small whine as you notice Joe is now sitting on the bed, back against the headboard and shirt undone exposing his chest and stomach, with his trousers magically having disappeared and his tented boxers on display. He gives his cock a squeeze through his boxers. "As much as i love how good you look in my clothes, can you take the shirt off for me, beautiful? Wanna see you."

You place the phone down briefly and whip off your shirt, settling back into the pillows. He groans in appreciation as he can see your nipples, stiff and pushing against the light grey fabric of your lounge set.

"You too, Quinn, shirt off." You smirk, teasingly dancing your fingers over your stomach and thighs. He obeys, sliding the shirt off of his torso and tossing it somewhere off screen. You tongue wets your bottom lip at the sight of his lean and toned chest and stomach, the smattering of hair leading down into his boxers, god he was delicious. "I wish I was there, or you were here." You sigh, your thighs clenching together as he squeezes himself again.

"Me too baby," he says quietly, a little tender moment in the middle of the raging hormones. "Is this okay?" Even pissed, he was the sweetest.

"God, yes, Joey, wanna see you touch yourself." You whimper, and he chuckles.

"Yeah? Wanna see me stroke my cock f'you?"

"Mhm." You nod, taking your underwear off as he removes his pants, his cock springing up. Your mouth waters a little at the sight. He pumps himself slowly, and you see his thumb swipe at the head gathering the precum there to lube himself up a little.

"Even in another country you still make me so fucking hard, baby." Joe growls and you shiver. "Spread your legs and let me see that pretty little pussy."

You do as you're told, angling the phone so he can see how wet you are for him. "Fucking hell babe, you're so wet."

"Even in another country you still make me so fucking wet, baby." You parrot him and he lets out a low chuckle, hissing slightly as his hand moves faster on his cock. You circle your fingers on your clit, both of you unable to take your eyes off the other. "Joe..." You hum softly, your skin prickling with arousal.

"Fuck yes baby, love it when you say my name like that," Joe hisses, his hips bucking into his fist. "Keep touching yourself for me, love. Wanna see you cum."

"Mm, miss you."

"I miss you too baby, God I wish I was there right now, tasting you. Always taste so fucking good, especially when you cum on my face." he groans, his cock leaking precum now.

"Love it when you eat my pussy, Joe." You moan, your fingers dipping into your dripping hole. "Feels so fucking good."

"Yeah? Well when I get home, we're not leaving our bedroom until I've made you cum at least 4 times on my tongue, beautiful."

Your back arches slightly as your clit pulses. You're starting to get close already, just from his voice and what he's saying, along with the way he looks right now, teasing himself wishing it was you. You can see him even twist his hand slightly on the upstroke, something you always did.

"Then I'm gonna fuck you, nice and slow to start with, have you begging for me to go faster," Joe growls and you shiver again. You loved his dirty talk. "Then, when you're practically crying from begging me to fuck you harder, I'll put you on your knees and fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk after, leave you shaking, with my cum dripping out of you. You want that? God, say you want that, baby."

He's getting close now, his breathing getting faster and his voice has that little whine to it. You nod, moving your fingers on your clit faster.

"God yes, fuck yes, Joey, want you to fill me up," you mewl, your cunt clenching at the thought of it. Joe keeps eye contact with you, his hand practically flying over his cock.

"Cum for me, baby, 'm so fucking close, come on baby, I love you, I love you so much, y'so beautiful, cum for me-"

He doesn't finish his rambling before your back is arching as your orgasm hits you out of nowhere, your pussy fluttering around nothing. Joe is right there with you, covering his fist and some of his stomach in milky white as he cums with a grunt.

"Holy shit," you giggle as you come down from your high, trying to get your breathing back to normal. "God we haven't done that in such a long time."

"Ugh, now I remember why," Joe teases with a smirk, gesturing to his cum covered stomach. He grabs his boxers and cleans himself off, flopping back down on the bed and looking at you with those beautiful eyes of his. "I love you. And you really are beautiful when you cum."

"So are you," you smile, your cheeks warming and a little laugh escaping you as you try and bury your face in the pillows. Joe laughs.

"Don't get all shy on me, darling, I think we're a bit past that, aren't we?"

"Hurry up and come home," you smile softly at him. "You have two promises to fulfil now. Tequila night and a good fuck."

"Sounds perfect to me. I'm counting down the days, baby."

[choke-me-joey]

can u do prompts 34,46 with joey where he wakes up with y/n sucking him off and eventually it ends up doggy style but he puts it in y/n ass and can it also include squirting (sorry i’m a kinky whore for joey)

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING ANAL WITH JQ YESSSSSSSSSS THANK YOU ANON

34. Push that ass up for me

46. There's no better way to wake up than with your mouth on me.

Joseph Quinn x Reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, oral (m receiving), unprotected p in v sex (wrap it before you tap it lads), squirting, anal, creampie swearing, rpf (don't like, don't read!)

Hoe-vember masterlist

"Fuck."

A broken moan above you makes you glance up at Joe, eyes still heavy with sleep and cheeks flushed. His hair is a complete mess; it had been a heavy night last night topped off with some pretty wild, drunk sex until the early hours, so to wake up to see and feel you with his cock in your mouth both confused and aroused him beyond belief. "Didn't get enough last night?" He smirks, and an extra flick of your tongue to the head of his cock makes him immediately hiss.

"Can never get enough of you," you say, slowly pumping your hand along his length as your mouth travels down to his balls. His fingers thread into your hair as you suck gently, making sure to twist your wrist at the top of his dick like you know he loves.

"I'm not complaining," Joe shoots you a sleepy smirk, watching you through hooded eyes as your mouth returns to his cock, taking him deep into your throat. "Fuck...There's no better way to wake up than with your mouth on me, baby."

Your eyes flick up to him as you deep throat him, and a shiver passes through you as he grunts and tightens his grip on your hair. You come up for some air, wanking him quickly. His cock twitches again, and his hips buck - a telltale sign that he's close. "Shit, don't wanna cum yet. On your hands and knees, beautiful."

You obey, but not before pressing a quick kiss to the head of his cock which makes him chuckle. His chuckle dies in his throat and then turns into a low grown as you move onto all fours. "Push that ass up for me." Again, you obey, arching your back and pressing your chest into the mattress, full exposing your glistening pussy to him. "Fuuuuck," Joe moves onto his knees behind you and spanks your ass cheek making you squeal.

The moan that escapes both of you as Joe grips your hips and pushes his cock slowly into you is pornographic, like seriously people would pay to wank to that shit. Joe takes no time in building up a steady, deliciously rough rhythm. Joe angles his hips just right and hits your g-spot, almost making your legs give out. "Yeah? There?"

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck, Joe, gonna make me cum!" You whine, clawing at the sheets beneath you. You didn't think it was possible for him to fuck you harder, but he does, fingers digging into your hips as he ruts into you, grunting with his efforts to make you lose it for him.

What tips you over the edge is Joe pushing his thumb and then index finger into your awaiting ass, the sensation of him filling both your holes has you screaming out his name, your body convulsing and a clear stream of liquid gushes from your pussy, staining the bedspread below you. You hear Joe chuckle "Holy shit!" as he reaches round to hold you up. Your orgasm seems to go on and on, making you see stars and your skin tingle.

But you weren't satisfied.

"M-more" you pant as you come to, pushing your ass as close to your boyfriend as possible so he would get the message.

"Really?" You hear the suprise in his voice and just know his eyebrows are raised to the heavens. Anal wasn't necessarily a rare occurrence but you very rarely ever insinuated it. "Fuck, need to hear you say it."

"Fuck my ass, Joe." You growl through gritted teeth, unbelievably horny and frustrated with the damn talking.

"Yes, ma'am."

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as Joe pushes the blunt head of his cock into your ass, the burn making you tense. "Shh, baby, relax, I got you, gonna make you feel so good, yeah?" He reaches down and his fingers brush your clit, rubbing it in small torturous circles.

When he eventually bottoms out inside you, you shiver and he hisses. "Fuck, you're so tight, gonna move now, okay?"

"Please" you whisper, whimpering as he rocks his hips experimentally. "Faster, Joe, fuck!"

"Alright, alright, you know if you weren't so fucking hot I wouldn't let you boss me around like this-"

"Joe!"

He responds by moving faster, the sensation of being so full had your head spinning and your pussy gushing. You slap his clumsy hand away from your clit, taking over in a steady rhythm, quickly approaching another orgasm.

"Shit, Y/N, you gonna cum again? Can you cum with me, love? Not gonna last if you keep tightening around my dick like this..." Joe babbles, another tell tale sign he was getting close. "Fuck, can I cum in you? Please say I can cum in you-"

"Yes, fuck, cum in me please Joe, need it!" You gasp, frantically rubbing your clit to trigger your second orgasm of the morning as Joe slams home one more time, coming deep in your ass with a guttural moan and slumping over you, sweaty chest resting on your equally sweaty back, making you collapse on the bed. Both of you are panting messes, skin slick with the afterglow of sex, but Joe doesn't care, pushing some of your hair away from your shoulder and neck to pepper kisses along your clammy skin.

"Morning," you grin, turning your head to meet his. Your heart flutters at the sight of his post-sex flush, messy bed hair and dopey grin. His lips meet yours in a very soft but passionate kiss. He tries to push his tongue in your mouth but you pull away. "Nuh uh, no tongues before 10, Quinn. Your morning breath is rank."

"I've literally just had my dick in your ass, but I can't put my tongue in your mouth?!" He feigns hurt, clutching his chest. "Wow, my girlfriend really doesn't love me."

"Actually, your girlfriend loves you very much, hence the dick in the ass thing." You quip, rolling over to face him properly. You pinch his naked butt. "But she'd love you even more if you made breakfast."

"Well, I suppose you did wake me up with a blow job...that's at least worthy of a bacon sandwich." Joe grins and winks at you, kissing the end of your nose before hopping up and putting his boxers on. Your mouth hangs open.

"A bacon sandwich?! I let you fuck my ass, Quinn!"

"Fine, a bacon AND egg sandwich." He smirks, ducking to avoid the pillow you lob at him. "Oi! Alright...With a hash brown?"

You pause.

"Damn right with a hash brown."

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