#joequinn

[sweeteststing]

You know...I'm not against it. 10/10 would smash

[josephquinngifs]

[daleyeahson]

Joseph Quinn and his go to pose ✨laying down✨

[joesquinns]

JOSEPH QUINN as PRINCE PAUL in Catherine The Great

[lovejosephquinn]

Don't mind me, just writing my morning Christmas Eve horny thoughts down 💀

Under 18's DNI.

It was quite obviously the middle of the night, the darkness surrounded you tucked up in bed with your boyfriend. You stirred from the sound of muffled whimpers beside you, the slight sound of movement beneath the quilt. Keeping your eyes shut and listening for a minute, you hear what seems to be spit being lathered onto the length of Joe's cock, he smoothers it down from the base and upward making his body tense up, a slight hitch of a moan loudly erupts from his throat and your eyes shoot open as you start to feel the way his fist pumps slowly up and down. Fuck.

You're turned on your side facing him so you edge forward so your mouth's inches away from his ear. "You need some help baby?" You whispered in a low, seductive tone. Joe could feel your presence, a smirk falling onto his features as he felt your hand creep over his, enveloping around his fingers, moving with him. "I d-didn't want to wake you and I couldn't stop thinking about the way your tight little cunt feels when I fuck you." Joe muttered, the deep resonance of his voice showed he had been asleep, but had clearly woke up with a stiff and incredibly hard erection, fantasising about you.

"Let me touch you." Joe's hand instantly released his shaft into yours, you spat onto your hand quickly and mixed your spit into his, skimming your finger tip over his leaking head, Joe bit down on his lip, crumbling underneath the soft touch. "Fuck Y/N, yeah touch me like that."

Your fist now gripped around his length, feeling every vein popping out, enjoying the way his hardness twitched in your contact. Jerking his cock in a swift, fast motion. You stopped. "B-baby don't stop."

"I'm not." You exited downward, the sheets devouring you as you took the tip of his cock between your lips, sucking harshly, making his hips buck up and a couple more inches entering your mouth.

"Mmm, you're such a naughty girl, suck my cock for me." Joe's head fell backward, his eyes rolling, his mouth gaping open as you didn't waste a moment in taking every inch of him inside, his hand grabbed your hair, pushing it up into a ponytail whilst saliva leaked out of the corners of your mouth, the moment you felt the tip hit your tonsils, your choking noises cloaked from the bed covers, the movement of your head sliding up and down. You moved down to his balls, caressing them with your tongue, nibbling on the loose skin and taking them one by one in your mouth, sucking rampantly and slipping them out with a pop sound.

Licking a stripe up from the base and back to the tip, Joe could barely hold on not a few minutes longer. "Let me fuck that slutty little mouth, my cock's aching to cum down that throat of yours. You want my cum baby?"

You smiled against his tip, your lips brushing and he could feel you nodding slightly. "Good fucking girl, open your mouth wide."

You did just as he said and his hand pushed you downward in one fell swoop, your eyes watered as he took you to your limit, gagging against the base of his cock, your tongue lapping around it, Joe's moans were flying everywhere which made you hum with your mouth full. "Yes, yes, yes. Take my cock, take my fucking cock."

His hips thrusted upward, deepthroating you only once more until his cock began to spew pools of cum into your mouth, trickling down your throat as you swallowed the lot, his hand releasing you whilst you rid him through his high, his body spasming, toes curling and within the darkness, Joe could see stars in his vision.

You came back up to where you previously lay. "Thank you my love." His lips found yours amongst the pitch black, tasting the saltiness on your tongue, his cock softening yet still throbbing from the intensity of the orgasm you unleashed upon him.

"Turn over, I need my little spoon." Joe moved his arms around you, caging you to him, a slight sigh of contentment fell from his mouth, he could go back to sleep happily knowing that when he woke again, his cock would probably be buried inside your cunt, fucking up into your walls fast and erratically, hearing the memory of your moans as you attacked his neck when he leaned down to thrust hard, he'd let his imagination begin to run wild once again until that moment came.

[spookyquinnbie]

Smol bby

[decodedlvr]

god the way he looks like a smug, cocky sonofbitch in this just makes me fuckin..

[joekeeryswife]

Exposed 2 - j.q

hello loves! i’m so sorry this has taken me so long to write, i had major writers block with this. the ending is bad and it probably has so many mistakes but please enjoy, thank you for all the love x don’t forget to like and reblog, it means so much to me x

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after being off of social media for a week and only going into the public when you needed the essentials you finally decided it was time to look at your social media. you and Joseph had both been helping each other come to terms with what had actually occurred. you had both been violated and it was still a shock that someone had posted that footage without your knowledge and it disgusted you that you still had hardly any idea who it was except that it was a man and he was paparazzi.

you had deleted your social media apps because you knew you'd be tempted to look again and you honestly didn't want to face this just yet, but you knew you had to. there were so many celebrities that had been outed by the paparazzi and you hated that they could get away with it but you were going to allow it to happen to you.

you were going to find out who posted that video, where they got the video from and deal with this professionally. Joseph had gone out, finally, because he had to go see some of his mates and then go see his mum and dad for the first time after the video was released. you and Joseph were lucky. both of your families had reacted somewhat well to this incident. they had obviously been on your side 100% and were shocked to even hear about the video- luckily none of them had seen it but they understood the general gist of it due to so many comments being made about it in the media.

all your social media apps had downloaded and you finally logged in to them all and were shocked to see how many notifications you actually had. your twitter and instagram especially had millions and millions of comments and posts defending you after some of the horrific comments made about you and you couldn't believe the amount of support you were getting.

there were accounts made in support of you, so many comments made under your instagram posts and twitter posts and you just couldn't help but get emotional. never in your life did you feel so loved by your fans and you couldn't believe it.

you first looked through your most recent instagram post which had the most comments under it- you were shocked. boys, girls and adults were all there appreciating you, your body and how well you were coping with this scandal. the main comments you read were:

this girl is so strong! imagine you were just doing what normal couples do and then you get degraded for enjoying yourself. she's so much better than me because i would be throwing a fit. this shows how professional she is. love her!

could never imagine what to do in a situation like this but we are all on your side y/n. no one deserves to be publicly humiliated and slut shamed. ignore the haters bby you looked good ;)

y/n isn't a slut for having sex! Joseph isn't a God for having sex! of you have this narrative in your mind then you are crazy😟

y/n is a true celebrity- she's done the right thing. she's taken herself out of social media to deal with this the right way and it's so commendable!

seeing Joseph write a statement on instagram even though he doesn't run his account just shows how much love be has for her. he's defending her and ignoring the fact that he's being praised. he's a true boyfriend and the two of them together are *chefs kiss*.

you are so amazing y/n! don't worry about anyone else just focus on you!

reading y/n's statement actually broke my heart. the fact that she apologised for being publicly shamed is so fucking sad. no one should ever feel like they have to apologise for that. we love you y/n!

the comments continued and you couldn't believe it. Joseph had posted on instagram and spoken out about it? Joseph didn't really like social media so his management team ran his account but hearing that he posted just for you melted your heart. you checked his instagram and saw the little black post with a long paragraph with it. you read it and felt the tears which had already filled your eyes streak down your face:

we all know why i am making this post, its because me and y/n were exposed in the worst way imaginable. to be real with everyone that didn't hurt me. the worst thing was seeing the effect it had on my beautiful girlfriend y/n. y/n is one of the strongest people i know and seeing her so heartbroken and embarrassed broke me. me and y/n have been together for two years and i've never ever seen her like this. the disgusting amount of comments that were made about her body, her looks and just her in general shocked me because i never knew how brutal some of you could be. seeing her be slut shamed and seeing her scrolling through the crazy amount of hateful comments and seeing the hurtful look on her face broke me even more. how come she gets slut shamed when we were both doing the same activity. y/n is the kindest being on this earth- not once have i ever seen her lose her temper with a fan or someone in her family and seeing people be horrible to her was so hurtful. please remember to be respectful and kind - Joe

after reading this you knew. you knew Joseph was the one for you and you would never ever leave him. he was the purest soul on this earth and he went onto social media and posted this just for you. Joseph truly was the best boyfriend in the entire world and you honestly wouldn't know what to do without him.

-

Joseph was with Wesley, his best friend, in some random pub which was practically surrounded by paparazzi who were bombarding him with questions. questions about you, questions about how he's feeling about just all around invasive questions that weren't going to be answered. Joseph and you both loved your privacy. your relationship wasn't a secret- obviously- but it was private.

you both only posted each other when you felt comfortable and that was final. practically everyone who knew you and Joseph had seen the video except your family. people who didn't even know who you and Joseph were had seen the video but watched with sympathy as they realised you were publicly humiliated and were exposed without your knowledge.

"how are you doing mate?" Wesley said as he took a sip of his beer. Joseph sighed and rubbed his neck before fiddling with the ring on his finger. "i'm alright mate. i mean my dick is out in the world which is one thing i didn't think would happen this year but what can i do?" he tried to joke, but Wesley didn't laugh.

he was just as disgusted that you'd both been publicly humiliated and he felt sorry for his friend who was obviously embarrassed at the fact his body was on display for the world to see. "have you guys found out who's done it yet?" it was a no. you had absolutely no idea who had posted that video and the police were still trying to track it down.

"nah mate. no clue. all we know is it was someone from the paparazzi which i don't think there's much we can do now anyway. it's out there, millions and millions of people have seen it so. i don't know, i just feel so bad for y/n. she's had a lot more backlash then i have and it's really affecting her. she's closed all the curtains in the house so no one can see inside and she's also looking at new houses because the paparazzi know where we live and she doesn't want that"

Wesley sighed. the paparazzi and hate had really broke you. "it's scary mate. they're all outside now photographing you. you can barely catch a break. i don't know how-" Wesley was cut off by by three girls, all around the same age coming up to the table where they were sat.

"excuse me, we just wanted to come up to you and say how sorry we are for what's happened to you and y/n. it's horrible to be publicly humiliated like that and what the media is saying about you both is terrible" Joseph and Wesley looked at each other and then back at the girls. Joseph was uncomfortable. very uncomfortable.

he knew these girls were just trying to be nice but to be approached when he least expected it just have him anxiety and he didn't know how to react. "oh, urm. thank you, that's really nice of you to say" he said, scratching the back of his neck. it was an obvious sign he was uncomfortable.

"that's okay. it was nice to meet you Joseph" one of the girls said, smiling sweetly at him before they all walked back to their table. "well that was very awkward" Wesley said with a small smirk on his face. "even hearing people talk about it makes me uncomfortable. maybe i should apologise-" "no mate, i was just joking. you handled it fine" Joseph hated that this happened to the two of you.

even seeing tabloids in the news and posts about it on social media just made him wanna crawl up into a ball and never come out. after the encounter with the three girls, Wesley decided it was best to change the topic of conversation. to be realistic there wasn’t much to talk about apart from the tape so they didn’t stay at the pub for much longer.

the amount of paparazzi outside of the pub had almost doubled when they both decided it was best to leave and Joseph’s anxiety was through the roof. “cmon Joseph you can do this” he whispered to himself as he put on his sunglasses before walking out of the pub with Wesley right behind him but he walked the opposite way to his car, not even getting to say goodbye to his best friend because of how many people there were surrounding him.

they walked out of the pub with the flashes automatic starting, they were almost blinding. “so Joseph how’s y/n?” “are you embarrassed?” “are you and y/n still having sex?” “are you going to break up with y/n?” “is y/n doing bad Joseph? we haven’t seen her” “is it upsetting that you don’t know who’s posted this video?”

the amount of questions added on with the flashing lights gave him a headache. the questions were just invasive and he couldn’t handle it anymore. he was at his car when one question in particular made him snap “Joseph how does it feel being associated with such a slut like y/n? i mean, we never knew she was like that so she most definitely is sleeping around with different men. does that bother you Joseph? that maybe your size isn’t satisfying your girlfriend? i mean, y/n isn’t that pretty and i’m surprised you’re still with her, she’s a slut” “also how do you feel about people talking about you and your body? is it affecting you in any way that people are calling you small?” Joseph wasn’t one for violence but in that moment he’d never wanted to punch someone more.

“can you all just fuck off? you have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about. y/n is beautiful i doubt she’d get a modelling contract if she wasn’t and the fact you’re talking about her in that way makes me so angry. she’s done absolutely nothing wrong. she’s most definitely not sleeping around and she’s not a slut. i don’t know why there is this narrative that she’s a slut just because we were having sex. and for your last question i don’t give a fuck about what people are saying about me when they’re coming so harshly for my girlfriend. you lot are the reason why so many celebrities hate coming out into the world because we get bombarded with invasive questions. now fuck off, seriously” he said, opening his car door and finally pulling out of the pub car park.

he couldn’t believe it, for the first time he’d snapped at the paparazzi and he couldn’t help but feel relieved. he finally stood up for you in person instead of over the phone on an instagram post.

-

you didn’t even realise Joseph had got home until you felt his hand on your shoulder, stroking it softly. “hi sweetheart” he kissed your forehead and then walked around the sofa so he could sit next to you. “hi Joey. how was Wesley?” you asked, placing your phone next to you so he could have your full attention.

“he was good. paparazzi are everywhere. i had a disagreement with one of them which you will probably see later” he laughed making you smile at him. “why? what were they saying?” you were always curious and this time was no different. he sighed, looking over at you with a sympathetic smile on his face. “just horrible things about you sweetheart. you don’t even wanna know. i think maybe we should look for a new house-”

Joseph was interrupted by both of your phones were buzzing with phone calls, messages and social media posts. you picked up your phone and saw it was Tom calling you. you looked at Joseph who nodded for you to answer it. “hi Tom, is everything-” “they found him! the police found out who posted your video and he’s been taken into custody. they are trying their best to erase the video off of the internet but that may take a bit longer but they’ve got him y/n.” your eyes filled with tears as you heard the news.

he’d been caught. the tears which filled your eyes fell down your cheeks silently as you carried on listening to Tom talk. “they found a full tape of you two on his hard drive and he was going to threaten you with posting the whole thing but they got him in time. the hard drive has been broken so no one can see the tape” you felt relieved. Joseph wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him. “that’s great news Tom, thank you” Joseph said before they said their goodbyes.

“they got him baby” Joseph whispered, kissing your forehead as you sobbed. you didn’t realise how much this had actually affected you and the wait just made everything worse. “i told you they would didn’t i? we don’t have to worry about it anymore” he said as you kissed him passionately. he’d stuck with you through this whole situation and you were so grateful for him. “you handled it so well love, you should be really proud of yourself” he kissed you again, you just couldn’t describe the feeling you felt with this tape not being accessible now. you were grateful, grateful that this whole tape was gone and it couldn’t hurt you anymore. now all you needed to do was try ignore what people were saying and focus on you and Joseph, that was the lost important thing. him.

[wolfiescosplay]

His curls are everything!

[dontknownameauthor]

Very Lucky

Joseph Quinn x Fem!reader

Summary: College has been making your life a stressful and sleepless hell. When Joseph finds out you broke your promise to him in order to finish an essay, he decided he's had enough of you torturing yourself.

Warnings: Mentions of school, stress and anxiety, but mostly fluff.

Word count: 1,8k+ 

2:53 in the morning.

It's exactly 2:53 in the morning and you were still typing away on your laptop in the livingroom. You had to get this soul-crushing essay done by the end of the week and wednesday just turned into thursday three hours ago already. Time is moving too quickly for your liking. The rational part of your brain obviously knew that you still had more than enough time left to finish it, but you’ve always had this fear that if you don't get as much work done as possible, you'll eventually drown in unfinished stuff and fail.

You're terrible at making schedules for yourself, never being able to stick to them, since you can't estimate how much time you need for every little thing.

So here you are, eyes red and dried out. You’d turned down the brightness of your screen completely, but at this ungodly hour it was still burning your eyes out as if you’re looking straight at the sun. All the lights in the house were off, so the only source of light in this room was coming from your laptopscreen. Normally, the surrounding darkness would have freaked you out, but you’ve gotten so used to this routine that you’ve learned to feel comforted by it.

Just one more sentence.

That's what you’ve been telling yourself for the past 45 minutes or so. You’re good at a lot of things, but listening definitely isn’t one of them.

As you kept on typing and typing, your brain started to shut itself off, both arms feeling like a mix of jelly and melting ice cream. On top of that, your head suddenly weighed as much as a brick building and your eyelids couldn’t seem to resist the urge to shut. 

So they did.

Your head started to spin, fighting a silent battle with gravity, which you lost soon enough once you slipped out of focus, causing your head to plop down onto your keyboard, pressing down a few random keys.

When Joe groggily awoke from the brutal sound of your head hitting your laptop, he hadn’t fully comprehended the sound to be anything worth checking up on and simply turned over, wanting to throw his arm over your supposedly sleeping form. After a minute of trying to locate your body with no results, Joe slowly opened his sleepy eyes to find out that you aren’t even in bed with him.

He hastily turned back around to look at his phone on his nightstand and check the time.

2:59.

“Jesus, Y/N. Don't tell me you’re still behind that laptop.” Joe murmured, looking through the open bedroom door and seeing a small source of light originating from down the stairs, confirming his worries. 

He rubbed his dry eyes and sat up straight. Pulling the covers off him caused an awful shiver to travel down Joe's spine. He decided to ignore it and tiredly crawled out of bed in search of you. After walking down the stairs, Joe entered the livingroom to find his girlfriend sleeping like a rose on top of her laptop.

He slowly shuffled a bit closer and squinted at your bright laptop screen. The document you were trying to turn into a meaningful essay was now getting filled with words like 'jfkdlasfhehhhhhhhhhhhhhh' , typed by your cheek.

Very concerned, Joe put his hand on your unoccupied cheek and rubbed your smooth skin with his rough thumb. You started to stir a bit, but it wasn't enough to wake you up yet.

Joe moved his hand from your cheek to your messy, loose hair and began softly running his fingers through your hair strands, being mindful of any potential knots, not wanting to wake you up by scaring you.

"Y/N, darling..."

Joe sighed. This wasn't going to work.

He carefully turned your chair around so you could face him. You started to bend forward, so Joe had to quickly put his arms around your waist.

He picked you up, placing one arm under your knees, the other wrapping around your torso, and made his way to the couch. Joe slowly sat down with you laying comfortably in his lap.

He kissed your forehead in a different attempt to wake you. Relief washed over him when all of a sudden you opened your droopy eyes to the feeling of his warm lips coming in contact with your skin.

It's pretty dark in the livingroom, so you could barely figure out where you were.

"Love, you promised me you were coming to bed at twelve. It's three in the morning now. Why won't you listen to me when it comes to stuff like this?" Joseph's voice sounded stern, but mostly desperate.

You lazily smiled at his deep voice and melted into his big, warm arms, closing your eyes again. You were absolutely content like this, feeling ten times better than you did a few minutes ago.

"I know. It won't happen again. I promise." You murmured, pressing your lips to his stubbled cheek.

Joe only felt ten times worse than he did a few minutes ago.

"Y/N, I'm being serious right now. I know you're tired and you're not even listening to what I'm saying, but...I'm concerned about you..."

Your eyes suddenly shot open at his confession.

"Concerned? Why are you concerned, baby? I don't want you being concerned about me, Joe. I'm doing just fine." You tried to relax him with your words, feeling the strong urge to take all of his worries from him and make them vanish into thin air.

Joe sighs through his nose, carefully pushing your hair behind your shoulders.

"Well, I am anyways. You've been so drenched in schoolwork lately that you don't pay any attention to your health anymore. You're staying up late, eating less, going outside less, even smiling less. And it makes me feel like shit, because I want you to be happy and healthy."

His caring words made you wanna roll into a ball and cry to be honest, but you knew better than to neglect his worries right now. You grabbed his face and looked straight into his pools of emotion.

"Joey, I'm sorry that I've made you feel that way. I'm just having a lot of trouble with school lately, you're right. I don't know how to organise anything and everything I try to learn, my brain just doesn't process anymore. I love you so much and I'll try to take care of myself better. Okay? I'm gonna be fine, sweetheart. Really." you blurted out, trying to smile through your sleepiness to reduce some of his stress. 

But your words only seemed to have the opposite effect, because he frowned a bit.

"Wait, no. This doesn't feel right. Now I'm just making you feel like this is all your fault. It isn't at all. This is all just your bloody school's fault. They're giving you way too much work." Joe paused for a bit, his eyes analyzing every part of your exhausted face, seemingly deep in thought.

" D'you know what? I will help you organise all of your schoolwork, alright? And I mean all of it. So you'll have a better view of how you're going to spend your day and not your night. I love you too." he beams at you, clearly very content with the idea of you finally being able to have some well-deserved peace of mind.

You grinned widely and attached your lips to his, trying to project your gratefulness in the soft way you’re kissing him . The passionate energy you were sharing, was making you a little less sleepy.

You break away and embrace each other tightly.

"Speaking of organising your work schedule, we should probably organise your sleep schedule as well, don't you think? So can we please, please go to bed?" Joe begged, his doe eyes looking puffier than usual cause of the lack of sleep.

You chuckled, but quickly interrupted yourself with a yawn.

"I'll take that as a yes." Joe snickered lightly.

He slowly tried to stand up from the couch with you still in his arms. In the meantime, you tried to wrap your legs around his waist and put your face in his neck, breathing in his comforting scent and placing a few sleepy kisses to the warm skin.

Joe's heart swelled as he started walking up the stairs, his grip on you unwavering, when you began tapping his chest rapidly, keeping your face glued to his neck .

"Oh, oh, oh! I want some water first. I always drink water before I go to sleep." You mumbled against his skin, slightly tickling your boyfriend in the process.

Joseph grumbled and turned around to make his way to the kitchen, clearly annoyed, but still carrying you none the less. You jumped out of his arms and began the hunt for a clean cup, since they're all dirty and sitting in the dishwasher.

After looking for what felt like hours to Joe, you managed to find an abandoned, plastic Paw Patrol cup —that originally belongs to your nephew, but he'd forgotten to take it back home with him when he had visited you with your sister— and filled it to the brim with tapwater.

Halfway through drinking it, you decided that you weren't that thirsty anymore and dumped the remaining water down the drain.

Through the entire time, Joe was just standing there, leaning against the countertop with his arms crossed over his chest, showcasing his light annoyance.

"Anddd it's probably six in the morning already. What would you like for breakfast, dear?" he murmured mockingly, while looking at his wrist, pretending it's a watch.

You rolled your eyes and smirked, turning on the tap again and putting your hand underneath the stream, ignoring the shockingly cold temperature. You swing your hand in his direction, causing a few water drops to fly all over your boyfriend's scowling face.

He gasped dramatically and rapidly shook his head from left to right like a dog as if you just dunked a bucket of ice water on him.

"Drama queen. You know, you should really try looking into acting, something tells me you'd be amazing at it." You snickered and started making a beeline for the stairs.

"Just wait and see who the drama queen really is once the tickle monster catches you!" Joe yelled after you with a playful tone, bursting out in giggles when he heard your distant scream at the mention of the infamous tickle monster.

He sprinted after you, up the stairs.

Before he even got the chance to reach out to you, you jumped into bed and hid underneath the covers, pretending you were sound asleep already.

Joe ran into the room and stopped, debating between getting his revenge or finally heading off to dreamland with you in his arms.

Your boyfriend decided to set his ego aside for tonight.

"You're lucky I'm tired, darling. Very lucky." he whispered as he collapsed onto the bed, pulling you into his front and falling asleep immediately.

[todadeprimida]

[sweeteststing]

I wonder what being their concubine is like

...I wonder if i could be one...

[josephquinngifs]

[daleyeahson]

choose your character 🎮

[joesquinns]

so soft pt. 44

[lovejosephquinn]

I apologise in advance 💀 my filthy, smutty brain cannot compute so I wrote it out into an imagine to make me feel better, news flash; I do not feel better 👀

Under 18's DNI.

Imagine Joe and reader in the club, he promised to be well behaved and that was until the 3 rounds of tequila shots. You're dancing with your friend whilst Joe watches you from the bar grabbing your next round, your particularly favourite song blasts through the speakers and you begin to shake your hips, hands in the air, screaming every lyric; to him nobody has ever looked sexier.

Joe can't help but move towards you heading straight behind you, brushing your hair over to one shoulder, clutching his fingers onto your waist and tilts forward to kiss your neck; hitting every sweet spot he can expertly find, his tongue lingering over your skin cells which erupt into goose bumps everywhere the muscle comes into contact with, his hips grinding into yours sporadically. You swerve round quickly, wrapping your arms around his neck giving him a partially flirtatious look.

"I thought I told you to be a good boy."

"I can't help it when you look like that." Joe grabs your hand taking you into a quiet hallway up the stairs; leaving your friends behind, the sign reads next to you Staff Only. It quite clearly could be a place you may be caught at anytime; the alcohol induced confidence makes you not give a fuck in the slightest.

The next thing you know, Joe cages you between him and the wall, crashing his lips and pushing his now bulging erection into you. "What would it take for me to take you into the toilet and let me have my way with you?"

You palm your hand onto his cock, rubbing harshly, hearing him groan into your ear. Giving him exactly what he wanted. Meanwhile his hand disappears up the bottom of your dress, pushing your panties to the side and sliding his fingers straight into your entrance, fucking your cunt two fingers deep, your walls clenching and your thighs giving way. Your almost public foreplay is dangerous yet so inconspicuous.

"Answer my question, pretty girl."

You challenged him. "Tell me what you want to do to me Joey."

Joe's free hand took you by the throat, wrapping the thickness of his fingers delicately around it, the veins in his fists flexing proudly.

"I'm going to pick you up, ram your panties in your mouth since you don't understand the meaning of silence when my cock stretches and fills your tight, wet little cunt so perfectly." The way you moaned just from his filthy words alone, he had you like putty in his hands literally.

"Then I'm going to fuck you so hard until you can't take anymore." His fingers curled up just at the end of the sentence, your hole gaped as he shoved a third finger inside.

"And just so you're aware, you aren't going anywhere until I fill you up and you're reminded who's cockhungry slut you are."

You gasped as he stretched his fingers out inside of you, you could've finished there and then. That was until he took them out, the smell of you filling the air as he pushed the three digits into your mouth, letting you sample your fluid. Pushing his mouth onto yours shortly after, dominating his tongue slipped in receiving your saliva and pussy juice that lingered, his breathy growl made you gasp.

"Face up to it, you're fucking ready for me right now love."

His malicious smile got you every time, the way his dimples exposed themselves and his eyes sparkle in the dimmed lighting, pupils dilated and cock practically throbbing beneath his clothing, leaking and aching to be encased where it belongs.

"Actions speak louder than words." You snarled, biting down onto your bottom lip, watching his eyes flutter down, he wasn't willing to hearing another word from you until he had your legs trembling, your panties were being pulled up and his cum was dribbling out your sodden and freshly fucked hole.

Joe got you in the stall within a matter of seconds, pushing your panties down to your feet, picking them up and sticking the soggy underwear into your mouth as promised, his trousers and boxers now down by his shoes, taking his thick member into his hand, jerking it for good measure and lifting you upward in one swift motion as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Jolting you down to practically sit on him, no adjustment needed your slippery walls inviting him straight in, his hips began to buck into you rampantly. Your teeth gripping to the material as muffled moans escaped you, the way his tip was pressing against you, his strong arms keeping you held in a perfect position meant he was able to fuck into you as hard as he wanted to. Joe bit down onto your shoulder, stifling his moans and leaving marks against it. Your hands snatched at his curls, tugging them sharply, his mouth moved back to your neck, bruising you and marking his territory, not that he needed to, it was clear who you belonged to.

His thrusts became sloppy when your walls clenched against him, he could feel the way your cunt twitched around him, leaking your sodden mess and dripping out onto his balls whilst you rode through your orgasm. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your soul left your body for that moment, it could almost be seen above watching the two of you at it like a pair of caged animals.

"Yes you fucking whore, take my cock, god- I-"

Joe couldn't give anymore, he bounced your hips to hit as deep as he could get, one last thrust saw him burst inside your already messy space. You both groaned at the way his seed spurt out inside of you, milking every last drop whilst he lingered inside of you, his body spasming through his sensitive climax.

Taking your panties out of your mouth, Joe's smirk returned and he pushed his lips back to yours, kissing you so passionately, the way you fell breathless into each others mouths, the stench of sex in the air, the way you both looked fucked out.

"You'll be the death of me, my love." He sighed, gaining his regular oxygen flow.

"Hey, you started it." You giggled.

"And I finished it too, like the 'good boy' I am." Joe winked at you playfully, releasing himself and slowly putting you down to the ground.

"Oh yeah? Such a good boy."