#Joe burrow

[burrowswhore27]

Yes

[alertbooty]

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(**** me!!!!!!)

[scudevils]

summer nights — JB9

pairing: joe burrow x fem!reader

warnings: smut, semi public?, teasing, oral (f receiving), established relationships, swearing, not proofread!!

synopsis: wedding joe makes brain go brrr [1.5k]

a/n: i wrote this in like 40 minutes after finally getting some decent pictures whoops

MASTERLIST

fuck he looked good in that shirt.

that was all you could think about for the past two hours, since you'd first seen him in it back home if you were being honest. it didn't help you'd had a drink, practically eye fucking him from across the room, where he was laughing at a joke sam had said, you were sitting, wanting to climb him like a tree.

were you ovulating? that was the only explanation for how badly you needed this man.

it was truly a gorgeous wedding, perfect in every sense of the word, sam and jess were one of the couples you and joe spent the most time with outside of the team, you clicked with jess the day you'd met her and ever since you'd been friends. you were part of her wedding party, the gorgeous dark blue dress she'd picked out for her bridesmaids somehow complimenting everyone.

they matched the blue suit jackets that the groomsmen had on, the one that rested over your shoulder when joe noticed you'd gotten a chill after the service.

joe wasn't a big drinker during the season, so it was always fun to see hin let loose without the consequences of an early morning training session. his movements were looser, a smile etched on his face and never leaving, and you loved every minute of it, you couldn't help but laugh at his little stumble when sam tried to get him dancing.

jess plopped herself down beside you, her skirt flowing out like the petals of a flower, heavy breathing as she'd just gotten off of the dance floor. "you gotta come up!" she shouted over the music, taking a swig of the drink she'd left on the table earlier. "cmon!" holding out her hand, you took it with a laugh, acting as though you were being dragged up.

"i can't dance, jess!" you shouted back at her, nearer the speakers now, you could feel the beat of the music through your body.

"neither can he," following where she was pointing at, you found joe and sam dancing together, covering your mouth as you couldn't help but laugh at the scene, you were definitely telling him about this tomorrow and you know he'd deny it.

wether it was the drink, it was most definitely the drink, or a false confidence from seeing joe not care, you followed jess's lead, dancing along to the music, the alcohol flowing through your veins, a smile a permanent feature on your face.

when you opened your eyes again, joe was gone from by sam, your eyes subconsciously scanning the room to find him, and when you didn't, your smile couldn't help bur fall. "i'll be right back, gonna find joe!" you weren't sure if she'd heard you entirely, just nodding her head at your words and trusted you'd be fine.

the music became less clear the further you got away, till it just became noise in the background, no longer thumping in your blood, the cool air in the hallway hitting you like a welcomed truck, only now realising just how hot it was in there.

you heard shuffling from the other end of the corridor, where the entrance to the toilets were and began to walk towards them, if you couldn't find joe, you could at least go to the bathroom. the sound of laughter from the main hall was faint now, finally able to hear yourself think. finally, when you reached the bathroom door, you could feel another presence behind you, hear them being breathing.

disregarding every horror movie you'd ever seen, you turned around to see your potential attacker, clutching a hand to your heart when you realised it was joe, you slapped his chest. "you dick! thought it was gonna die."

his laugh reverberated around you, warm and homely as he apologised for scaring you, his hands lingering on your waist as his fingers absentmindedly drew circles. "have i told you how beautiful you look tonight?" joe was a charmer, that was for sure, his words silky smooth.

"sure have, many times." you giggled, that was how he got you, laughing like a school girl who got some attention from her crush, wrapping your arms around his neck as you looked into his eyes. "doesn't hurt to hear it again."

joe dipped his head lower, lips barely brushing against yours, before pressing a chaste kiss to them. "you." kiss "look" kiss "so" kiss "beautiful" and another, your fingers tangling in the short strands of his messed up hair, pulling him impossibly closer to you, needing him closer.

"joe," you whisper against his lips, and he's already moving, his hand leaving your waist for a second as he's opening the door behind you, the bathrooms in the venue only one room rather than stalls, and your already unbuttoning his shirt when you hear the lock click. "been wanting you since we left."

"fuck, i know." he's saying back to you, cradling your jaw in his hand as he's bringing you in for another kiss, messing up your hair even more, his lips tainted a faint pink. "gonna need you to be quiet, okay?"

when you nod at his words, his hand finds the zip on the back of your dress, pulling it down as the front falls, the lacy bra you had on leaving nothing to the imagination, his hand grazes over the flimsy material, hearing you suck in a breath as he teases over your hardening nipples. "been wanting you too, baby, couldn't think right."

he's kissing up the centre of your chest, across your collarbone and up your neck, and you're supposed to just take it, be quiet as he says, but you can't help the small moans and whines that fall from your lips. "no marks," you tell him, joe's eyes flickering to yours. "not where they can see."

you hated how deliberate his touches were, how he knew where to touch to tease you, have you begging for more. joe knew your body more than you did. his hand ghosted down your back, slipping the rest of the dress down your body, pupils blown wide when he sees the matching pair of panties you had on. "gonna be the death of me."

the press of his body against yours was electrifying, every one of your nerves on fire, on edge as his hands went lower down your body, skimming over your clothed cunt, and laughing at your reaction. your boyfriend was a cruel man.

joe was in total control as he was now crouched below you, lifting one of your legs over your shoulder, his fingers rough against yours skin dipping below the sides of your panties and sliding them down your legs, "fuck" he muttered to himself.

before you can react, his tongue is on you, flat against yours cunt, lapping as if you'll disappear from him if he doesn't, and your head falls against the wall, eyes screwed shut, tugging on the strands of his hair, inadvertently pushing his closer to you, egging him on.

you had nothing to hold onto but him, your thighs locking his head into place, even if he wanted to move he couldn't, and he certainly did not want to move. his teeth grazing against yours clit had you jolting forward, nearly toppling over him from the force you got up, you disregarded his prior instructions, letting the moans tumble from your lips

there was no stopping it, whines and whimpers following, his name spoken like a prayer, his attack on your cunt relentless, his thumb coming up to circle your clit, the added stimulation had your orgasm rolling towards you. your mouth fell open in a silent moan, feeling his groan vibrating against yours, legs shaking a little as he never relented, thoughts fuzzy.

when joe looked up he swore he had died and went to heaven, wanting to take a picture to remember the moment forever, but alas his memory would do. he was setting your body on fire, raising hairs you didn't even know you had, fingering digging into his scalp a little deeper. "joe,"

your voice gave you away, just barely above a whisper, yet it drove him absolutely fucking insane, the sweet sound of his name from your lips. joe feels your legs shake around his head, squeezing him in and keeping him in his place between them, the hand in his hair having a hold thats teetering on painful, but he only groaned at the feeling. when his tongue leaves you there’s an empty feeling, although still worked through the after shocks by his thumb.

“fuck, you’re amazing.” he’s whispering against yours skin, pressing kisses to the warmth. you look down to see him straining against his trousers, wanting to help him when he stops you, pointing towards his watch. “gotta wait till we get home.”

you know he’s right, but that doesn’t stop your whine of protest.

[squad-3]

The blurry pics continue and he looks so good

[funnyjb]

Here’s the vid with original audio

[k8023]

A decent pic! 🖤🤍

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[starboymuse]

[yelenasbraid]

JOE BURROW — maintaining professionalism [ epilogue ]

mini series summary — She’s a witty, stubborn athletic trainer for the Cincinnati Bengals. He’s the star quarterback who can’t take his eyes off of her. The more she works with him, the stronger the magnetic pull. She’ll do anything to maintain professionalism, and he’ll do anything to get the girl.

chapter summary — a glimpse into 2 months after the season ends and how our trainer girl and Joe have developed.

warnings — fem!reader, so much fluff, smut (MDNI), not proof read (oops)

tags — @starsinthesky5 @definitelynotdomanique @majestic87 @joeyburrrow @joeyfranchise @joeyb1989 @belleann23 @wickedfun9 @hannahjessica113 @kravitzwhore @musicforsnoopy @burreauxsss @grandpeachpersona @inlovewithcarsthatrunreallyfast @noeesd19 @xbriexx @burrowswomen @dboanalagoaaoo @grittysbiggestfan @kazsbrckkers @harryweeniee @wellwellhereiam @hotburreaux

note — guys 😭 the love on this series has been insane. thank you guys from the bottom of my heart for the reactions, the comments, everything. this doesn’t have to be over though, I’ll accept asks about these two, anything you wanna know I’ll write a little blurb! If not, this is the end for these two, and I will miss them dearly <3

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7

THE SUN STREAMED through the curtains, warming the room. Soft hues of gold illuminated the bed and the sleeping forms curled in the sheets. Whispers of the sheets filled the room as one of them shifted, rolling onto his side. His eyes opened, bleary from sleep, as he laid on the bare back of his girlfriend.

It’s been a couple of months since that fateful first night together, the moans and the noises Joe Burrow made her mewl still stained onto his brain. The evidence of their previous night laid on her neck, but he knew his neck looked worse. His sore muscles accounted for that.

Joe draped a hand over her covered hip, pressing his body to hers. He peppered kisses across her shoulders, his lips soft and plump against her skin. His touches slowly roused her from sleep, the tendrils of sleep being cut with every kiss.

“Morning, beautiful,” Joe hummed in that husky, sexy tone he had in the mornings. She just hummed, her skin flinching whenever he’d kiss a hickey on her neck.

Soft groans fell from the lips of the woman next to him. Her hair was in knots, her arms tucked under the pillow her hair was laid on. It was surreal, this whole moment was.

“You have an interview today,” Joe hummed, as if she needed reminding. She stirred, rolling over and stretching under the covers. Soft grunts left her throat, her back arching with the stretch of her muscles.

“I know,” she croaked, her voice raspy from sleep, “but I don’t leave for another hour,”

“I know,” Joe chuckled softly, admiring her form in his sheets. They didn’t live together, but she slept over quite often. There was just something about having her in his sheets, not just in a sexual way, that warmed his chest. Especially after the hellish season he had.

The sheets rustled with his movements, his body groaning as he moved to settle himself between her legs. The covers mounted over them, Joe’s body pressing against hers.

“Sore?” she teased, observing the subtle wince at the movements of Joe’s hips.

“I’m not as flexible as you,” he murmured, dipping his head to press gentle kisses against her neck. She hummed, tilting her head back against the pillow, her eyes gently closing.

“Taste of your own medicine,” she chuckled. Joe knew that’s what it was, especially after he turned her into a rag-doll the first time they had sex.

“Guess so,” he muttered. His lips pressed kisses down the column of her neck, his left hand burying itself in her hair. She wrapped her arms around his back, gently running her fingers up and down his skin. She could feel the roughness of the scratches she left, the slight indents her nails left last night. She couldn’t help but smirk to herself.

Joe’s skin flinched at her touch. He was still so sensitive, his skin reactive to any touch she gave him. He shifted between her legs, creating a beautiful friction between them.

“I thought you’d be done,” she mused, feeling the hardness of his cock press against her pussy. She wasn’t complaining, of course. The way his cock filtered through her folds as he settled between her drove her wild.

“I’m never done,” he murmured, taking skin in his teeth, nipping at her, “I’m greedy for you,”

Joe moved his mouth to hers, kissing her in a slow, sensual kiss. He moved his arms to either side of her shoulders, settling down on his forearms. His lips moved with hers, soft and gentle sparks fluttering down his nerves. She hummed, her arms tightening around him.

He pulled away, resting his forehead against hers. Their breaths mingled together, the warmth of their bodies heating the moment up. The sun kissed their skin, and combined with the gentle whisper of the sheets around them, it created a heavenly atmosphere.

“Sweetheart,” he whispered, rocking his hips against hers. Soft whimpers left his lips, the sensitivity that riddled his skin zipping through him. He wanted this, no, needed this, and the added electricity enticed him.

“I’ve got you, baby,” she whispered. He reached down between them, grabbing the shaft of his cock. He aligned himself with her slit, the wetness of her pussy soothing the sensitivity in the tip of his cock. He pushed into her with a grunt, the warmth and plushness of her walls making him whine. He settled his forearm back down next to her, using his hips to push himself all the way in.

“Fuck,” she moaned. Her pussy throbbed in anticipation around him. She clenched, her hands digging into his back. She kept her legs open, relaxing her pelvis as she took him balls deep.

“Sweetheart,” Joe whined, his lips parted with his arousal. His curls tickled her forehead, his nose brushing hers. He looked deep into her eyes, finding the reassurance and the affection she had. Her hands slid to cup his face, holding him there as he began to move his hips.

Soft moans left her lips. Her jaw slacked, her fingers threading through his curls. He pressed his forehead against hers, his nose brushing the skin under her eye. His hips flexed with slow, careful movements. Every thrust brought him deep pleasure, the electricity that her pussy shocked him with building in his body. She was his addiction, and he’d always need a fix.

“You feel so good,” he breathed, his breath fanning her skin.

“You’re doing good, baby,” she encouraged, whimpers leaving her lips. It was soft, warm with the gentle touch of his body. It was careful, his both methodically picking her apart just to make her feel whole again. His own body was lit ablaze, filled with nothing but the soft intimacy that her body gave him.

Joe kept his body close, his biceps straining with the weight of keeping his body upright. His hips thrusted, picking up the pace just enough to make her gasp. He watched her, watched as her eyes slid into the back of her head. He felt her clench around him, the pulsing of her pussy making his head spin.

He wasn’t going to last long.

He kept the pace, whimpers leaving his throat as he kissed her jawline. He felt the stutter of his hips, the way he was losing himself to the ecstasy of her pleasure. She felt the familiar kiss of her orgasm, the way it weighed on her lower abdomen. She moaned, her body squirming under his thrusts. Her arms circled around his neck, their breaths heavy and thick with their pleasure.

“Baby,” she breathed into his ear, her body jerking with the movements of his hips.

“I know I know,” he murmured against her skin. He pressed a light kiss to her lips, not able to keep them attached for long. She felt the pressure build, and she didn’t need a go ahead from him. Her orgasm washed over her, a gasp falling from her parted lips. She arched her back, her thighs shaking with the intensity of her orgasm.

Joe wasn’t that far behind.

He thrusted one, two more times and he felt the rubber band snap in his gut. He moaned, his body trembling as he poured himself into her, his cum warming her walls and making her shiver.

Joe settled down on top of her, flexing his hips to pull himself out. His face was buried into her neck, his hot breath fanning her skin. She circled her arms around his back, holding him close to her. The intimacy between them was soft, but it was always a pleasure. She pressed a kiss to the side of his head, letting him melt into her embrace.

“Was that my good luck charm?” she asked softly, running her fingers down his back. A soft chuckle left his lips, and he slowly brought his head from out of her neck.

“You don’t need a good luck charm,” he hummed, kissing her sweetly on her forehead, “you’re gonna kill it,”

“It’s a step down,” she huffed, flicking her eyes over his face. His cheeks were flushed, his curls even messier now, but he was hers. Her stomach fluttered at the thought.

“Yeah, but it’s not as demanding as the NFL is,” he told her, “plus, you can be with me,”

She chuckled. Leaving the Bengals would be hard, even if they didn’t know she was quitting yet. She wanted to land a job before she quit.

“Yeah yeah,” she smiled, leaning up to kiss Joe on his lips. He hummed, his fingers intertwining with hers as he kissed her. Her lips were soft, warm with her breaths.

“If you don’t get the job I’ll just tell them that I technically graduated from Ohio State,” he chuckled. He was excited to have you all to himself, to be with you unapologetically. Joe understood that being private would take priority, but at least he could tell his friends he had a girlfriend.

“I don’t need your bribery,” she rolled her eyes, a playful tone in her voice, “but whatever makes you feel better,”

Joe just smiled down at her. He kissed her on her cheek before he moved off of her, groaning as he did so. His muscles were stiff, his bones protesting the movement of his body.

“Payback is a bitch, isn’t it?” she teased as she sat up. She was answered to a pillow to the face.

“Whatever, go get ready for your interview,” Joe smirked at her, his blue eyes sparkling. She was beautiful, especially with that golden smile on her face. His stomach fluttered, the buzz in his body thrumming through his nerves. He finally got the girl. He finally got his girl, and they no longer had to worry about maintaining professionalism.

For now.

[jb9stuff]

Matt Guelfi talking about meeting Joe in Melbourne

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[voldejoe]

Joe spotted 🥰

[starsinthesky5]

new ML aesthetic? oh who is she?

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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ description

she was a musician, and he was a football player—two people from seemingly different worlds, with more in common than anyone could have guessed. what began as a few stolen glances across a crowded party soon blossomed into deep, meaningful conversations. those conversations turned into shared moments, and before they knew it, they were inseparable, spending every possible second together. their love came fast and hard, an undeniable connection that neither had ever experienced before. it was the kind of love that felt like fate—rare, profound, and timeless, the sort that only comes around once in a lifetime, if at all. they found each other at exactly the right time, when they both needed something real, something grounding to keep themselves from falling.

falling in love was unexpected, but it became the most beautiful, life-changing thing to happen to them both. who would have thought that two people from such different worlds could find something so extraordinary in each other?

this series follows their beautiful relationship and moments in their lives and careers that are deeply special to them.

read this for insight into her past

── .✦ you are in love: a snapshot into the past

here you can find blurbs & asks about this universe

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here are some songs that remind me of them

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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ fics

you are in love I

you are in love II*

you are in love III*

you are in love IV*

you are in love: l’amour de ma vie

you are in love V part 1*

you are in love: big reputations part 1

you are in love V part 2*

you are in love: big reputations part 2

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ standalone (important moments/blurbs important to plot)

call it what you want

that’s my whole world

off days

diamond in my eye

ovulation week*

game days

first kiss

[softburrow]

he’s so effortlessly fine it needs to be studied.

[funnyjb]

JOE!!!!

[v6quewrlds]

I fear I need something filthy inspired by his gum chewing. I know that’s weird but hear me out… the way his jaw is working. He needs to put it to work somewhere else. Oh my god.

fastest i've ever written anything:

Her eyes traced the contours of his face, the way his jaw muscles moved with each chew, the smell of his cologne mixing with the faint scent of spearmint from his gum.

"Are you serious?" she blurted, dropping her lipstick on the counter.

His sandy eyebrows furrowed, his pink lips pouting as he tilted his head to the side. "What?" he laughed, taking his place to her left, eyes focused on his reflection in the mirror as he reached for his pomade.

"You look..." her words dropped off, her focus shifting to sliding between his body and the counter. Her hand, now free from its lipstick-wielding duties, found its way to the knot of his tie, smoothing it down. A knowing smile spread across his face, his eyes finding hers.

"Babe, we're gonna be late," he said, his voice a teasing warning.

Oh.

He knew.

She sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes at her own loss of control. "I really don't care," she muttered under her breath, her hand moving up from his chest to the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

His breath was warm against her cheek, the mint of the gum mixing with the sweetness of his laugh. She couldn't help but lean in, pressing her lips to his jaw. Lipstick smudged carelessly across his skin as she kissed him again, trailing down his neck. He groaned softly, his hands finding her waist as she nipped at his earlobe.

"Lose the gum." It was a command wrapped in a whisper, and Joe knew better than to fight it. With a grin, he disposed of the gum. She had barely awarded him a moment to breathe before her lips were on his, hungry and demanding. Her hands roamed over his shoulders, pushing the jacket off to reveal the crisp white shirt underneath.

"Need somethin' to keep my mouth occupied," he remarked against her lips, his hands slipping down to cup her ass in both hands. She was delightfully out of breath, her hands working at the buttons of his shirt, the fabric giving way with each pop. Joe's eyes darkened with desire as he felt her skin against his, her touch setting his blood racing. His hand found the sides of her neck, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss.

"Jump," Joe demanded, his voice a low, even rumble. He lifted her onto the counter without breaking the kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands digging into his shoulders as she felt the cold marble against the back of her thighs. In the heat of the moment, she hadn't realized he managed to unzip her dress, but now the fabric was pooled on the floor, and his hands were sliding up her bare thighs.

[yelenasbraid]

maintaining professionalism — masterlist

series summary — She’s a witty, stubborn athletic trainer for the Cincinnati Bengals. He’s the star quarterback who can’t take his eyes off of her. The more she works with him, the stronger the magnetic pull. She’ll do anything to maintain professionalism, and he’ll do anything to get the girl.

series warnings — fem!reader, fluff, angst, smut, forbidden love with a little bit of enemies to lovers

playlist | smut playlist

part one

chapter summary — It’s the first day of offseason workouts, and Joe has the ultimate pleasure of working with her.

part two

chapter summary — It’s the game against the Carolina Panthers. Morale is low, until the Bengals win and Joe makes an unexpected move.

part three

chapter summary — It’s week 10 against the Ravens. Everything goes smoothly until it doesn’t.

part four

chapter summary — Ever since Joe confessed his feelings for her, things have been tense. Especially because she’s avoiding her feelings for him.

part five

chapter summary — Joe thought the kiss would make things a little easier between he and Y/N. He’s never been more wrong in his entire life.

part six

chapter summary — The aftermath of the Steelers game wasn’t as celebratory as she’d hoped. And Joe’s emotions get the best of him.

part seven

chapter summary — He finally gets the chance to show her how often he thinks about her.

epilogue

chapter summary — a glimpse into 2 months after the season ends and how our trainer girl and Joe have developed.