#I'm pretty sure Joey would call me an old man and laugh as I moan about my back tweeking out

[fishyvamp]

Joey: -the blatant disrespect coming from your pie hole is unacceptable.

S/O: Pie hole? That's not very sigma grind of you.

Joey: What the fuck are you saying. It's like talking to an alien

S/O: Yeah, I guess you'd need to be rizz level 5 to get that

Joey: I HAVE rizz- oh my god you've infected me

TW: minor degradation, alcohol

LMFAO 😂 I'm going to be honest I think Joey would get sick of it and have you bent over the bar just to keep you quiet. So obligatory 18+ MDNI, smut under the cut. A drabble in which Joey tried to prove he ain't an old man

He knows he's going to lose the fight, the alcohol running rampant in his system. You know all his words and aren't as thrown off by them as he is of yours, but if your too busy moaning his name at least you won't be roasting him for being an old man, 19 ain't that old man.

"what's wrong doll face, Cat got your tongue?" Joey teases as he drags his fingers along your sex dipping into your fluttering hole. Body caging you to the bar. "Is this enough rizz for you?" He whispers huskily in your ear. You just chuckle bracing yourself on the bar moaning slightly, "big yikes," you huff out, "acting hella cringe." A growl escaping him, "Say one of those words one more time and I'll..."

"you'll what? get jiggy with it?" You joke, Joey looked down with a frown your smile bright and infuriating. "I'll walk away, I'll get you all hot and bothered and leave you here blue balled and needy, I'll tell Frank you're in a time out." His fingers going deeper brushing and teasing you. "I know you, I know how much you need this old man to get you off." His breath ghosting the shell of you ear. Teeth grazing softly as he removes his hand drifting upwards tracing the outline of your belly feeling it twitch under his touch, "I know you need this, so be a good toy and behave." His words low and dangerous as he lifts up.

A free Hand undoing his pants as he frees himself, heavy cock bouncing against your thigh. His hand still in place, teasing your hole feeling the way you clench around just one finger, he was determined to prove to you that he wasn't old, determined to make your brain such a mess that you forget those silly words that drive him loco. Another finger met with the other sliding inside you stretching you. Joey grunted with impatience as he lines up the cock with your tight hole moaning loudly as he thrust in. He fit like a fucking glove. Your warmth like velvet on his sensitive skin.

Grunting he picks you off the counter fucking into you harshly, "If I was old could I do this?" He asks hearing you whine in satisfaction. The weight of you feeling nice in his arms, the killer strength of the entity making you feel weightless to him. "Such a good toy, proper little fuck hole." He grunts in time with his thrusts holding you in the air nails digging into his back. You were so loud and yet so quiet. Already coming on his cock as he brushes your sweet spot over and over again. His own belly rolling and twisting. Balls begining to tighten pulling in tight as he unloads inside you. Panting heavily he falls on the couch nearby looking you brushing at your sweaty hair. "How's that for an old man."

You look up coming down from your high with a big ol', "bet." He just blinks in disbelief, "what the fuck does that mean?!"