#long haired joe

[anakinsempress]

here's some more long haired joe edits

[mushyfart]

very rushed but there was an opportunity and I had to take it

[russ-hiiro]

This picture is doing things to me I can’t even begin to explain. It’s making me crazy

[kasterarts]

Moving Forward. (Spoilers for YTTD up through 3-1b)

[burrow-ix]

Your Hands

Summary: Joe’s hands are one of your many weaknesses. He is your weakness in only the best ways possible.

Warnings: ✨smut✨ and a little bit of fluff of course

You were craving attention, you were craving attention from your man, a specific kind of attention, but any kind would do for now.

Joe was in the office, working away at lord knows what. Probably rewatching highlights, videos from OTAs, etc. So you open the slightly cracked door and he was watching his Mac screen with an apple pen in his hand.

Joe looks up at you and a small smile graces his face.

“Hey you” he says before writing something down onto his iPad before looking back up at you.

“Hey” you smile back.

“You okay? Do you need help with anything?” He asks, lovingly.

“No, just, wanting to be near you” you say softly and he smiles at you and motions you to come in. You go and sit down in the chair in front of his desk and prop your feet up onto it.

He reaches across the desk and squeezes your ankle before going back to what he was doing which was exactly what you thought, watching videos from practice and writing down things he needs to work on.

You watch his hands as he writes on his iPad and when he twirls the pen between his fingers as he watches film. The way his fingers moved with ease and the way his veins in his hand danced every time he moved his fingers. You squeezed your thighs together, thinking about those fingers touching you, teasing you, inside you. He was turning you on and not even really doing anything, he was always good at that.

You get up from the chair and walk around the desk to him, turning his chair slightly towards you and you take your place on his lap and wrapping your arm around his shoulders. He chuckles up at you and wraps his arm around your waist, squeezing you and placing a kiss on your cheek.

“I think you want to be inside my skin” he smirks at you and you shrug your shoulders.

“Something like that” you wink and run yours fingers through his hair and press a kiss to his pretty lips.

He continues watching his screen and he rests his hand on your thigh, massaging your soft skin, as yours danced on the back of his neck.

It was normal for him to touch you like this, just out of habit, but little did he know you were getting worked up watching those damn hands move.

You weren’t as slick as you thought you were when it came to keeping how you were feeling hidden away. Joe could easily read your emotions, especially after being together as long as you two have, he knew how you were feeling before you even knew.

He felt you shift in his lap, the muscles in your thighs tightening from squeezing them together. He listened to your breathing and how it would keep ramping up along with your heart rate. He smirked to himself, knowing something has got you worked up, that you wanted to be near him but not in the innocent way he thought.

He paused his video and looked up at you, his bright blue eyes getting darker by the second.

“You okay? Do you need help with anything?” He repeats what he asked earlier but his voice now low and dark.

“Um, no, I’m good” you smile at him as best you can, the look in his eyes making your thoughts worse.

“I think you’re lying” his hand slides inbetween your thighs, but keeping his distance from the place you really wanted his hands to be.

“Joe-“

“Want to tell me what’s got you so worked up?” He leans in so his lips are brushing yours, feeling his breath on your face. God, he’s so hot.

“So I can give you what you want? What you need? Hm?” He slides his hand slightly higher up your thigh.

“Your hands” you breathe out, trying not to moan.

“Hm” he smiles smugly, squeezing your thigh with one of them.

“They always seem to be on your mind” he smirks, picking you up and setting you on top of the desk, shoving his iPad and other things out of the way.

His hands rest on your thighs, squeezing them as he presses a slow kiss to your lips.

“You are always on my mind” you admit against his lips.

“And you on mine”

He cups your cheeks and smashes his lips against yours, you couldn’t help but moan into his mouth at the contact. One of his hands slide down your abdomen and ghosts over your clothed core. You groan, wanting him to touch you. He slips his tongue into your mouth as his hand finally makes contact with your center, rubbing gentle circles over your clothed clit. You moan loudly, twirling your tongue around his and bucking your hips against his hand.

“Lift up” he orders against your lips.

You lift up your hips as he pulls your shorts down, pleased when only your shorts were between him and her.

“Love when you do that shit” he smirks, throwing your shorts on the floor.

“I know” you smirk and he raises his eyebrows at you. He looks down at you, dripping onto the desk.

“Damn baby, care if I have a taste?” He asks and you nod, giving permission.

Joe grabs your hips and scoots you more to the edge of the desk, making you squeal.

“I’ve got you” he assures you, getting down onto one of his knees, spreading your thighs apart, opening you up and leaving nothing to hide. Joe looks up at you and smiles.

“You are fucking gorgeous” he tells you and your heart swells, along with the need for him.

He places your feet on his shoulders and kisses the inside of your thighs before licking a slow stripe from your entrance to your clit. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you hiss at the blinding pleasure.

“Taste so good, babe” he moans against you, making your hips buck at the vibrations.

He flicks his tongue against your clit making you become a moaning mess above him. He then slips his tongue into your entrance.

“Oh shit” you whimper, your mouth falling open as he continues to thrust his tongue into you.

“Oh Joe, I’m gonna cum” you whine.

He then slips his tongue out of you, despite your protest, and presses a kiss to your clit before standing up and pressing his lips to yours again. His tongue meeting yours, moaning when you taste yourself. That’s some hot shit.

“As much as I love to make you cum with my tongue, you had a specific request that I want to make sure I follow through with” he smirks before slipping one of his thick fingers into you without warning.

“Ohhh fuck” you groan. Joe rests his forehead against yours and smiles.

“You’re so tight, babe” Joe couldn’t help but moan.

He slips a second finger into you and you gasp. He pumps his fingers in and out of you, trying to slowly build you back up.

“Want a third one?” He asks against your lips and you answer with a whimper.

He slides a third finger into you, your mouth falling open. You look down at his hand, with his fingers sliding in and out of you.

“Oh fuuuuuckkkk, Joe”

The way his arm flexed, the way the veins in his arms moved as he thrusted his fingers into you made you hot all over.

Joe started to curl his fingers inside of you, pressing into the soft tissue that made the pleasure even more intense, causing you to lose the strength to hold yourself up anymore. Joe catches you and holds your body against him.

“Joe I-“

“Cum all over my fingers, baby” he whispers into your mouth.

When he feels you clinch around his fingers, he kisses you roughly but full of passion and love. He rubs his palm against your clit and that did it for you. You scream into his mouth and you release all over his hand and onto the desk below you.

“That’s it baby” Joe pulls away, talking you down after your intense orgasm, and looks down between you two, his hand drenched in your juices.

“You are so hot” he smiles. He lifts his hand up to his mouth and sucks two of his fingers into his mouth, cleaning your essence off of them. You try to catch your breath as you watch him.

Damn it, Joe. You’re getting me hot again. You think to yourself.

He brings his index finger up to your lips. You immediately take his thick digit into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. He watches you intently, his blue eyes watching your lips, your eyes as you look up at him through your lashes.

“I am so in love with you” he breathes out.

“And I you” you smile, kissing his ski-slope nose.

He jogs out of the room, only to come back with a warm wash cloth, gently cleaning you up, along with the desk.

“Thank you, for that” you sigh, finally catching your breath.

“Always gotta help my girl out” he winks.

You look down at his shorts, the tent in his pants looking unbearable.

“Now I think you need some help” you hop off the desk, your legs shaking and almost giving out on you, Joe, of course, being there to catch you in his strong arms.

“Let me take care of this for you” you look into his pretty eyes, your hand cupping him through his shorts.

“I won’t say no to that” he smiles.

You push him down into the desk chair and on your knees to worship his beautiful chiseled body you went, as it should be worshipped.

[liauditore]

how many belts and buckles does she need someone save me.

[keery]

Joe Keery | Watch What Happens Live, 2017

[zairaalbereo]

On a Winter’s Day.

Thank you so much for the lovely prompt and the kind words, nonnie! 🥺💖 I hope you like longhaired Yusuf on a snowy winter’s night! 😘

For this lovely anon’s prompt:

[lint-and-sin]

the birth'd day gal,,,,,

i don't member where i got the idea from, but cleo making joe's muppet body is top tier if you ask me

[anakinsempress]

a little birdy told me that yall were liking my longer haired joey edits,,, enjoy ♡

[asphaltmeadowws]

joe for body armor

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

If I don’t see more fan-art of Steve with longer hair after seeing Joe with longer hair in that trailer y’all aren’t gonna like me. I will write the most saddest thing you guys have ever read out of spite.

[joeys-babe]

Okay, I'll admit he looks like a poodle in this last one. 😂

[burrow-ix]

God bless you Bose🥵🫦

[my-roman-empiree]

I’m the guy in the back btw

[keery]

Joe Keery | Milan Fashion Week, 2019