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Joey B Imagines: You’re All I Need To Get By*

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Summary: A fun few days between you and Joe.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut (Joe has a ‘dream’, male masturbation, m & f receiving oral, Joe is perpetually horny).

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

Imagine Universe: Into The Mystic

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May 4, 2024 - Morning

Rolling over and stretching my limbs, the first thing I do is grab my phone. The high brightness of my screen hurt my eyes, but they widened soon after when I saw the time.

11:30?!?!

My alarm is supposed to go off at 8:30, how did I not hear it??

I rolled over and saw that Joe wasn't on his side of the bed, he probably left to go workout already.

Getting out of bed and stretching my arms, a small smile graced my lips when I looked around Joe and I’s new room.

Joe and I officially moved in awhile ago, and we’re just now getting settled into our home.

The process has been stressful, but Joe would step in before it got too hard for me, worried that my constant anxiousness would affect the baby.

After changing, washing my face, and brushing my hair into a ponytail, I walked downstairs.

“Mornin’, beautiful.” - Joe

My head snapped over into the direction of the couch where I was met with the sight of Joe.

He was shirtless and sprawled out along the entire length of the couch, Tyson lying face down on his chest.

“What are you doing here?” - you grinned

“Uhm, I live here?” - Joe

I rolled my eyes as I walked up to the back of the couch. Leaning down, Joe met me halfway and pressed a thorough kiss to my lips.

“You know that's not what I meant.” - you

“I know, I'm just playin’. I woke up super early and couldn't go back to sleep…” - Joe

He paused mid-sentence to yawn before starting again.

“So I went ahead and worked out. I turned your alarm off and got the boys up. We've eaten breakfast already, there's pancakes in the kitchen.” - Joe

I stared at him in awe for a few seconds before my O-shaped mouth broke out into a smile.

“I love you… so much.” - you

“Love you too.” - Joe smiled

Miles was playing around with a Hot Wheels track set on the floor while Joe and Tyson lay on the couch and watched TV.

After grabbing my plate of breakfast, I walked back into the living room. Joe moved his legs off of the couch and faced the TV, giving me room to sit down.

Joe sat Tyson on his thigh to where he was facing you.

“Hi, Momma.” - Tyson

“Hi, baby. Watcha doing?” - you grinned

“Sittin’ with dada.” - Tyson

“Yeah, you are.” - you

I tickled his belly and grinned at his laugh. Joe started to bounce his leg with Tyson on it, the same smile on his face.

Tyson’s giggles had both our hearts soaring, but Joe stopped the fun soon after so I could eat.

“Miles, do you want a turn?” - Joe

Miles looked up at Joe and firmly shook his head, saying “no” before going back to his Hot Wheels. Joe knew Miles wouldn't want to, but he wanted to offer anyway.

—

During breakfast, Joe and I talked about our upcoming trip to Miami.

We will be leaving tomorrow and coming back Sunday evening since Joe had practices early Monday morning.

A bunch of NFL guys were going down for the Grand Prix, and Joe decided that he wanted to go. Unlike the rest of his off-season trips, I was going with him for this one.

Robin and Jimmy are going to come down and stay at our place to watch the twins. Of course, Joe and I will miss our boys, but we were both excited for some alone time together.

Anytime I brought up the ‘alone time’ Joe would wiggle his eyebrows at me, and lick his lips, earning an eye roll from me each time.

“You're crazy.” - you laughed

“You drive me crazy.” - Joe

—

The rest of the day wasn't too eventful. We went on a little family walk around our neighborhood before hanging out at the house for the rest of the day. Joe and I sat on the couch and looked at some decor ideas for the small, empty parts of the house.

Let's just say it was hard trying to agree on things since I like neutral colors and Joe, well, he’s Joe.

“Joseph Lee you can't be serious.” - you

“It would look great above our bed!” - Joe

After staring at him for a few seconds, I spoke up.

“You are seriously making separate bedrooms look like a feasible option.” - you

Joe gasped, super animatedly like he always is, and put a hand over his heart as if I had hurt him.

“You wouldn't sleep in a different bed from me. 90% of the heat you have at night comes from my body, babe.” - Joe

“Touche.” - you squint your eyes at him

He returned my scowl with a playful, closed-lip smile on his face before abruptly launching forward to kiss me.

I was taken aback at first, but quickly kissed him back.

When we pulled away, the both of us were laughing with our foreheads touching.

“Love you.” - Joe

“Love you too, baby.” - you smiled

——

May 5, 2024 - Morning

You crawled up Joe’s legs and sent a wink his way as you softly palmed him over his shorts.

Joe groaned at the contact, so you swiftly pulled his shorts and boxers down his long legs.

His erection was now bare for you, his tip already leaking precum.

“Someone’s excited.” - you grinned

“Please, Mama…” - Joe groaned

That was all you needed to hear. You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and slowly pumped him over and over.

“Can- can you use your, fuck, mouth?” - Joe

“If you insist, Joey.” - you

After swirling your tongue around his tip, you took Joe as deep as you could.

You were slurping and sucking him into oblivion, and Joe’s head fell back. He was moaning your name as you bobbed your head on his length.

“Fuck, Mama.” - Joe moaned

He was close, so close.

Just as he was about to cum, he woke up.

It was a dream.

Joe opened his eyes, panting, and his chest heaving.

He felt the familiar sensation in his stomach. Not only was he close in his dream, but he was in real life too.

His eyes wandered down to your sleeping body and didn't know what to do. After running a hand down the front of his boxers, Joe realized he was painfully hard.

Thankfully, it was around 7:30 in the morning, so he could take a cold shower and you wouldn't think anything of it.

So that's what he decided to do.

Joe slowly slid out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He stripped his clothes off and hopped into the shower.

He reached to turn the water on for the shower, and just as his hand touched the dial, Joe thought for a moment.

With a sigh, Joe leaned his head back and mulled over his options.

Seconds later, he turned the dial toward the warm setting and stepped back against the wall.

Without giving it another thought, Joe leaned back and wrapped one of his hands around the base of his cock.

He envisioned you doing anything he could think of, his hand trying to repeat the routine you would do when you jerked him off.

Joe thought about you all of the time, so it was hard to keep his mind from lingering back to you and your body that he was so obsessed with.

Your breasts, your pretty face, your stretch marks that you hated, your bump. Everything about you was sexy to Joe, and at that moment, all he thought about was you.

He pumped himself slowly at first, just like you would do.

You, you, you.

Not long after, Joe felt himself getting closer and knew he had to move faster.

Joe squeezed himself tighter as he moved his hand faster, bringing his other hand into play not long after.

A moan left his lips as he jerked himself with one hand, massaging his balls with the other one before moving it up to run his thumb over his tip like you would do to tease him.

“Fucking shit...” - Joe grunted

His other hand went back to his balls shortly after and he pumped himself even faster.

“Mama.” - Joe moaned

A loud thud rang out when Joe’s head fell back against the shower wall, his chest heaving as the water ran over him.

Joe couldn't tell if he couldn't breathe because of how hot the bathroom was from steam or the fact that he was choking on his noises and pants of your name.

God, he was so in love and infatuated with you.

This wasn't the first time Joe had thought about you while doing this. Hell, it wasn't even the first time this week. It wouldn't be the last either.

You turned him on so much it was obscene.

Soon, Joe felt himself getting closer to finishing, and moments later, he tipped over the edge. His second hand left his crotch and came up to cover his mouth to keep any loud outbursts from coming out.

Joe’s thighs shook as he came, painting the glass shower door in front of him with his essence.

When he got his breath back, Joe concluded that he should just go ahead and shower.

While lathering up his body, the bathroom door opened and you walked into the room.

“Hey baby, what are you doing showering so early?” - you

“I couldn't sleep, so I just got up.” - Joe

“Two bad nights of sleep back to back?” - you frowned

It wasn't a complete lie, and Joe loved it when you babied him, so he went along with it.

He nodded with that adorable pout on his lips that made you want to climb him like a tree.

“What can I do to help?” - you

“Join me?” - Joe smiled

You rolled your eyes. Of course, he'd ask that.

“I can't say no to that face.” - you grinned

—

Joe and I left later that morning once Robin and Jimmy arrived.

Robin made a comment about Joe’s hair getting longer and I immediately felt the need to step in.

“I’m not letting him cut it for a bit. I like the longer hair.” - you smiled

“Happy wife, happy life, Joey!” - Jimmy

“Got that right.” - Joe grinned

I laughed as I wrapped my arms around Joe’s middle, him leaning down to kiss my temple.

—

A private plane ride later, Joe and I were in Miami. We only went to the hotel briefly to change out of our comfy clothes, and I couldn't take my eyes off Joe when he changed into his white party repeat fit.

Currently, I am sitting on the bed talking to Joe, who is fixing his hair in the bathroom.

“You look good, Joey.” - you grinned

“Yeah?” - Joe smiled back

Joe had gained a bunch of muscle since he was cleared to lift, and this era of my husband was mouth-watering.

“I think I'm filling this out better than I did at the white party.” - Joe

“Mhm.” - you nod

My eyes lingered on the part of his chest that was exposed from his tank top, and Joe noticed.

“Ya know, I think my upper body work is paying off.” - Joe

“That’s for sure.” - you mumbled

“What was that, baby?” - Joe

“Oh, nothing!” - you lied

Joe played around with his hair for a moment longer before he walked out of the bathroom and up to me.

“Ready to go, my love?” - Joe

“Yup, but can I tell you something first?” - you

“Of course.” - Joe

I took a brief breath for dramatic effect, and it kind of freaked Joe out.

“Don’t be pressured to be super affectionate. I know that lately, you've been a little more touchy in public, but there's going to be a bunch of NFL dudes there.” - you

Joe’s brows furrowed as he gave me a confused look.

“How does that make it any different?” - Joe

“You play against those guys. I don't want you to be teased for being soft or something. Not that you are soft for being touchy, I just don't wanna make trouble for you.” - you

“I don't give a shit what they say, though I doubt they'd say anything. You mean too much to me, for me to not acknowledge that in public. Even in front of those guys I play against. Okay?” - Joe

I sat there, not knowing what to say because I was shocked, but I realized Joe wanted an answer back.

“Okay.” - you

“Good girl.” - Joe

He bent down and kissed my forehead, lacing his fingers with mine before he pulled me out of our hotel room.

—

Joe kept his arm around me the entire time we were at the Boardroom brunch, even when he was talking to Pat Mahomes.

I scooted my way out when it came to pictures though, I was just Joe’s plus one, not who the star of the show was.

At one point, I was away from Joe and getting something from a snack table when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

When I turned around I saw that it was two nicely dressed girls with smiles on their faces.

“Hi?” - you politely smiled

“Hi! I'm Victoria and this is Lainey. We saw you were by yourself over here and thought you'd want some company, there are some weird dudes here.” - Victoria

I laughed when she whispered that last part.

“Thank you! What guys should I stay away from?” - you

“Any NFL or NBA player. They'll try to put the moves on you.” - Lainey

Well, too late for that. I laughed in my head when Lainey pointed over to the group Joe was currently standing with, she went into detail about how I should stay away from them.

“Joe Burrow’s kinda hot, though.” - you

“Of course! He's the only exception.” - Victoria

“I’m y/n, by the way.” - you

The girls smiled at me and we started talking about anything that would come to mind. The topic right now was my pregnancy, since Lainey, very politely, asked me if I was pregnant.

“My husband and I already have two boys. They're identical twins.” - you

“That's so cool! What are their names?” - Victoria

“Miles and Tyson. Kind of basic names, but my little girl is going to have a more uncommon name.” - you

“Ooo, okay! How long have you and your husband been together?” - Lainey

I smiled at the thought of Joe and I’s relationship alone.

“Almost ten years. We started dating in high school.” - you

Both girls said “Aww” before Victoria spoke again.

“Is he the only guy you've been with?” - Victoria

“Yup! He was my first everything and vice versa.” - you

“That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard. I can't say I'm even friends with my first.” - Lainey

“Hey that's okay too!” - you

They both laughed before Victoria launched into a story about the guy she called her first.

“Yup, he made me wash his sheets after, and make him breakfast the next morning.” - Victoria

“No way!” - you

I continued talking and in the middle of my response, I felt a hard chest meet my back before someone laid their head on my shoulder.

Assuming it was Joe, I continued talking, unfazed, but the look on the girls' faces was one of complete shock.

“Do you… do you know him?” - Victoria

Her mouth was wide open as she pointed to whoever was behind me, and I freaked out for a second. Was it not Joe?!

I moved away and turned around, only to see Joe who was looking super confused.

“Joe?” - you laugh

Gesturing to him as I asked the girls, they both nodded with their mouths still open.

“Yeah, I know him pretty well actually.” - you

Moving back toward him, I wrapped my arms around Joe as I tucked myself into his side. He slung an arm around my shoulders and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

“This is the husband I was talking about.” - you

Their faces deepened in shock, and I couldn't help but laugh.

“Your husband… is Joe Burrow?!” - Lainey

“Yup!” - you

Joe smiled at them and waved adorably, butterflies being set off in his stomach when he was referred to as your husband.

“Hi, I'm y/n’s husband, Joe.” - Joe smiled

Usually, I'm the one getting introduced as Joe’s wife, and I didn't miss how Joe loved being introduced as my husband.

“Wow. Girl, why didn't you say something? We were openly thirsting on your man for a good few minutes.” - Lainey

“Oh my god, I'm so sorry!” - Victoria

“No, it's fine. You guys didn't know.” - you smiled

I heard Joe chuckle above me, and when I looked up at him, he pulled his sunglasses off of his face and put them onto mine.

A moment later, two guys walked up to Lainey and Victoria.

“Joe, y/n these are our boyfriends!” - Victoria

Both boys stared at Joe for a second, then looked down at his outstretched hand.

“This is y/n and her husband Joe. Aren't you guys proud that we made friends?” - Lainey

They nodded and individually shook Joe’s hand.

We stayed talking for a bit before I could tell Joe was starting to get quiet, a sure sign he wanted to leave.

“We’re gonna head out. It was lovely to meet you guys!” - you

Everyone said their goodbyes and Joe and I walked out holding hands.

Once in the rental car, Joe leaned over the center console and kissed me. Our lips fit together like puzzle pieces as we slowly made out.

When we pulled away, both of us were slightly breathless.

“That was nice.” - Joe

“What, the makeout or the event?” - you

“Both, but I was referring to the event. It felt nice to be y/n’s husband for a few minutes.” - Joe

“Yeah. As much as I love being connected to you, it made me happy that those girls wanted to talk to me without knowing I was your wife.” - you

Joe nodded silently, and I got nervous that I had worded what I said wrong. I don't want Joe to think I get tired of being associated with him.

“Does it ever get annoying?” - Joe

“What, baby?” - you

“Constantly being ‘Joe Burrow’s wife’ and not you?” - Joe

“Annoying is a weird way to describe it, but sometimes it does make me feel a little overlooked. Like I'm being addressed indirectly. I knew that's how it would be when I married you, though, and I also knew that I loved you more than anything.” - you smiled

Joe sighed as he followed the GPS’s most recent instructions back to the hotel.

“I’m sorry. I never saw it like that. You're labeled with a name that isn't even yours.” - Joe

“It’s not too bad when the name I’m labeled with belongs to my best friend.” - you grinned

I watched Joe’s face when I said that, and a small smile appeared on his face.

“I hope you know I love being your wife. I love being y/n Burrow.” - you smiled

“Well, I love being your husband.” - Joe smiled

Leaning over to Joe, one hand rested on his chest as I kissed him, my other threading into the hair growing down the back of his neck.

“I don't know what I'd do without you.” - Joe breathed out

—

Joe and I took a nap for a few hours when we got back to our hotel after brunch, and I woke up when a cold shiver ran over me.

When I looked over at Joe, I noticed he was wrapped up in the blanket, looking like a human burrito, while I was freezing.

“Joe!” - you shoved him

Joe slowly opened his eyes with a grunt of retaliation since I’d waken him up.

One look at me, completely uncovered and with my arm crossed, and Joe sent me a sheepish smile as he unwrapped himself.

“Sorry, Mama.” - Joe

“No, it's okay, I'll just freeze to death.” - you rolled your eyes

Joe pulled me against his chest, my back against his front, and he pressed his face into my hair.

“When do you wanna start getting ready?” - you

“Never.” - Joe mumbled

I rolled my eyes as he wrapped his arms around me, Joe sighing in contentment at the contact.

“We have to.” - you laugh

“I’d rather stay in bed with you.” - Joe

“I know, baby, but you agreed to go. Nick will be there.” - you

Joe groaned, completely regretting his decision to even come.

“Yeah, plus a million other people.” - Joe

“It’ll be fun. I’ll be there.” - you

I felt Joe smile against my neck, and butterflies flew around my stomach.

“My favorite part.” - Joe

—

Despite endless complaints from Joe, we ended up getting ready and leaving for the Carbone Beach event.

I knew my outfit was messing with Joe, and that was the entire reason I picked it out to wear.

“Fuck.” - Joe sighed

We were at a red light, and Joe’s grip on the steering wheel was making his knuckles turn white.

“Whats wrong?” - you

“You’re messin’ with my control, baby.” - Joe

I reached over the center console and put my hand on Joe’s thigh, squeezing gently, as I winked at him.

His blue eyes looked extra icy as he looks over at me, the look on his face telling on him.

“I’m hard.” - Joe blurts out

The way he blurted it out made me bust out laughing, and I was borderline wheezing while Joe pouted.

“Why are you laughing at me?!” - Joe

“You said that out of nowhere with no emotion in your voice or expression on your face!” - you laughed

“How do you want me to say it?!” - Joe

This time when I laughed, Joe joined in too, and we were both gasping for air by the time to light turned green.

“Fuck, I can't breathe.” - Joe

He's clutching his chest with one hand, the other one still on the wheel.

It took us a few moments to catch our breaths, but when we did I looked over at Joe to see him already looking at me. When I caught him staring he looked back to the road.

“Are you still…” - you

“Duh!” - Joe

“I don't know what you want me to do about it. We have like ten minutes till the event starts, so we can't go back to the hotel.” - you

“I wasn't asking you to do anything, I was just telling you.” - Joe shrugged

A thought flashed into my mind, and it instantly put a damper on my mood.

“Oh, ok. I'm sure there's a girl at the event who would love to help you.” - you

I don't know why I said it or even believed for a second that Joe would do something like that.

“Excuse me? Why would you say that?” - Joe

“I don't know…” - you

“Why would you even think I’d want to do that with another girl?” - Joe

Joe was pulling into the parking lot, and his voice was getting louder.

“I don't know, you just said you weren't asking for my help, so clearly you want it from someone else!” - you

“Have you lost your damn mind? You're the only woman I've been with and the only one that I want.” - Joe

He parked up as he said that, finally able to turn his body and look at me.

“I'm not trying to argue with you right now, but there's no way you haven't thought about another woman.” - you

“Y/n? Where the hell is this coming from? Do you hear yourself?” - Joe

“I hear myself loud and clear, Joe. You don't, though.” - you

“What the fuck? Did I do something for you to think this?” - Joe

My eyes filled with tears at the look of confusion on his face. He was the one who said it, not me.

“Why don't you want my help?” - you cried

Joe’s mouth closed as he ran over his face.

“I’m not going to initiate anything while you're pregnant. If you want me, then sure, but I will never ask you to do something purely for my pleasure. The only reason I told you I was hard earlier was because of how amazing you look in your dress. I was hoping it would give you a confidence boost, not make you sad or make you think I want another woman.” - Joe

“I’m sorry, Joey. I don't why I thought that. It was probably my stupid hormones.” - you

“They aren't stupid, baby. It's okay and normal that you're gonna have mood swings. Just know that I am so fuckin’ in love with you. I mean, just this morning, before you walked into the bathroom when we were still home, I jerked off thinking about you!” - Joe

I was a little shocked at Joe’s admission, and so was he. I couldn't help but laugh when Joe’s face dropped when he realized what he had just confessed.

“Wait… that was a little TMI.” - Joe

“No, it's okay. Can I ask you a follow-up question, though?” - you

Joe nodded, biting the skin off of his lips to try and hide his embarrassment.

“What got you worked up?” - you

I watched his eyes widen slightly, and he cleared his throat, the vivid mental picture of his dream getting him worked up all over again.

“I… well… you, uhm, you blew me…” - Joe

Reaching over to him, I put my hand on his lower thigh, caressing his skin with my fingertips.

“Mhm, can I get any specifics?” - you grinned

Joe started rattling off the order of events in his dream, stuttering every other word. I trailed my hand down to his knee as he talked, gently playing with his leg hair.

I just wanted him to ask. Get him worked up so much that he can't help but ask.

My hand continued moving, and when it met his thigh crease, Joe couldn't form a sentence when the back of my hand brushed against the tent in his pants.

Clearing his throat again, I dropped my eyes to where my hand was, biting my lower lip slowly when I saw how close my hand was to Joe’d bulge.

Joe’s eyes trailed to my lips, his breathing becoming erratic as he thought about them wrapped around his dick.

“Mama…” - Joe sighed

The slight whininess in his voice satisfied me, and my eyes met his once again.

“Please touch me. I need you.” - Joe

“Good boy.” - you grinned

We can be a few minutes late.

—

“Hey, bro! You're late!” - Nick

Joe and I walked into the event hand in hand, Joe finding Nick Bosa not long after we arrived.

“Yeah, couldn't find my shorts.” - Joe

Nick nodded and turned to greet someone else, Joe flashing me a wide-eyed side-eye because we both knew he was lying.

I laughed and looped my arm with Joe’s. He bent down and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

Just a few moments later, a group of girls who looked to be in their early twenties walked up to Joe and Nick.

They were all squealing and greeting the two NFL players, Joe politely saying hi before he introduced me to them.

Overlooking me completely, the four girls continued fawning over Joe.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” - you

“What? No, please.” - Joe mumbled

I walked away anyway, smiling at him as I walked away. I didn't exactly want to be present while a group of girls eye fucked my husband.

Three of the girls left when Nick walked away, but one stayed next to Joe.

“Sorry about them. They can get a little fan-girly sometimes. I'm Tana.” - Tana

“It's okay, I'm kinda used to it now- and I mean that in the least douchy way possible.” - Joe

“Yeah, I’m sure you are.” - Tana winked

The flirtiness in her tone completely went over Joe’s head, and he started looking around for you.

“My wife’s yoga instructor's name is Tana.” - Joe smiled politely

Is this dude serious? Tana thought.

“I don't do yoga, but there are quite a few positions I can squeeze into.” - Tana winked

No way that will go over his head.

“My wife hasn't been doing it lately. She’s pregnant, and we have two kids, so she doesn't have much time anymore.” - Joe

“Kids, huh? Does it ever get tiring?” - Tana

“Nope.” - Joe deadpanned

“You don't ever wanna just get away from it all? Maybe have a little hookup?” - Tana

Tana placed her hand on Joe’s bicep when she said that, and alarm bells went off in Joe’s mind.

“Uhm, excuse me?” - Joe

Joe backed away and scowled down at the blonde girl.

“Don't act surprised. I've been trying to flirt this entire time, but all you're talking about is your wife. Just one time, Joe. You don't have to tell her.” - Tana

“What the fuck? I love my wife and I’d never ever cheat on her.” - Joe

“Is it technically cheating if I just give you a blowjob?” - Tana

“Fuck off. Oh my god?!” - Joe

I was digging around in an ice chest looking for a nonalcoholic drink when Joe strode up to me, an evident pissed-off look on his face.

“Can we leave? Please?” - Joe

“Why? What's wrong?” - you

“I just wanna leave.” - Joe

I could tell there was more to that, so I kept asking.

“No, what happened, baby?” - you

“This stupid girl was trying to get me to do stuff with her. I'm… uncomfortable.” - Joe

“Thank you for telling me the truth. We can go back to the hotel.” - you

—

When I walked out of the bathroom, Joe was lying in bed, biting his nails, and completely zoned out.

He didn't even move when I got in bed next to him.

“Joey?” - you

Joe finally looked up at me, and I pulled his hand away from his mouth. I gently held his hand as he rolled over onto his side to face me.

“What about happened is making you so upset?” - you

I wasn't asking with an annoyed tone of voice, I genuinely wanted to know what was making him upset.

“I just feel disrespected.” - Joe

“Why, baby?” - you

“Just by the way she talked about you and the kids like you guys were problems or obligations. You guys are my everything, and I’d do anything to protect you guys. She just talked about you guys like you were nothing, it makes me nauseous.” - Joe

Reaching out to stroke his cheek with my thumb, Joe scooted closer to me till his head was lying on my chest.

“Joey…” - you rubbed his back

“I’m being dramatic, I know.” - Joe sighed

“You are not being dramatic. And I'm proud of you for telling me how you feel.” - you

I kissed his forehead, and Joe nuzzled himself more into my neck.

“I don't care if someone says shit about me, even the weird sexual stuff, but don't bring my family into it.” - Joe mumbled

“That is completely valid, baby. The boys and I are so lucky to have you.” - you

I threaded my fingers into his grown-out hair, and the tension finally left Joe’s body as he relaxed against me.

“I’m the lucky one.” - Joe

Not long after that, I heard the little snores coming from below me. I held Joe a little tighter, still running my fingers through his hair.

“I love you so much, more than you'll ever know.” - you whispered

——

May 6, 2024 - Morning

“Aww look at you, cutie!” - you

I was in the main room of our hotel room when Joe walked out of the bathroom after getting changed.

“You like?” - Joe

Smiling at the bashfulness in his voice and body language, I nodded, and Joe did a little spin for me.

“We’re kinda matching.” - you smiled

Joe wore black cargo pants, a white shirt, and a blush pink jacket over it. I was wearing a black jean skirt and a blush pink flowy top.

“You look gorgeous.” - Joe smiled

“Thanks.” - you

He walked up to me and dropped a kiss on my lips, pulling away to smile before kissing me again.

“Everything packed up?” - Joe

“I think so.” - you nod

Joe wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest, lying his head against mine.

“Thank you for last night, by the way. Just you holding me like you did helped calm my nerves. Your words helped too, of course.” - Joe

“You don't have to thank me, that's my job as your wife to comfort you.” - you

“I know. You just do it extra well.” - Joe grinned

I giggled, but it was muffled by Joe leaning down to kiss me again.

“I love you.” - you

“I love you too, more than you'll ever know.” - Joe

Did he hear me last night? I thought.

—

Though I knew we'd only be able to see the beginning of the race, nothing compared to watching Joe’s face as the cars zoomed past.

“Woah!” - Joe

The smile never left my lips as I watched him, his fingers still laced with mine as he pointed.

“This is so cool! We need to bring the boys to a race!” - Joe

I leaned my head onto his shoulder, just wanting to be close to the man that I loved so much.

The moment was sweet, and Joe and I were wildly happy until the spell was broken by his phone vibrating in his pocket.

I leaned up, and Joe took his phone out of his pocket, grimacing when he saw who was calling.

“It's Coach, I gotta take this.” - Joe

Joe looked at me apologetically before standing up and walking away from our seats, and I watched him walk into the men's bathroom.

I sat by myself, still watching the race and not paying attention to my surroundings as much as I should when a man plopped down in Joe’s seat.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing sitting by themselves? I'm Tyler.” - Tyler

“Oh, I’m not technically sitting alone. My husband had to take a work call.” - you

I put as much emphasis as possible on the word husband. I even picked my phone off of my lap, hoping the guy would see the lock screen picture of Joe and me.

“Husband, huh?” - Tyler

“Yup. I'm married and pregnant.” - you

“Pregnant? You don't look too big.” - Tyler

I immediately sighed and looked around for any signs of Joe, disappointed when I didn't see him.

“What does your husband do for work? Washed up, accountant?” - Tyler

“Professional athlete.” - you say without making eye contact

“Oh yeah? At the community center?” - Tyler

“No. He plays professional football.” - you

My gaze softened when my eyes landed on Joe, who was just a few feet away and walking over to me.

“What level?” - Tyler scoffed

“NFL.” - You

“Third-string punters don't count.” - Tyler laughed

“Trust me, he's not either.” - you

Joe was now standing right next to me, his face radiating RBF, though you can't see his eyes with his sunnies on.

“Hi, baby.” - you grin up at Joe

“Who’s this?” - Joe pointed at Tyler

Tyler was jaw dropped and looking up at Joe, completely shocked and horrified that he'd just tried to put the moves on Joe fucking Burrow’s wife.

“I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't know she was your wife, you are a very lucky man.” - Tyler

He quickly stood up and slipped past Joe. I internally laughed at how Joe had a good 6 inches of height over the guy.

Joe was shaking his head as he sat down in his seat, throwing his arm around my shoulder in the process.

“I’m so fuckin’ done with these randos.” - Joe

“What do you mean?” - you

“The girl yesterday and that guy today. I'm yours, and you're mine. I wish everyone knew that and fuckin’ respected it.” - Joe

“Me too, baby, but it's not their fault you're wildly handsome.” - you grin

Joe rolled his eyes, trying to hide the smug grin on his lips before looking back at me.

“It’s also not their fault you're so goddamn gorgeous, Mama.” - Joe

God, that stupid smirk. Joe was getting me worked up without even trying by the way he reached out and pushed my hair out of my face.

My eyes dropped to his lips, those sinful lips, and before I knew it, he was leaning in to kiss me.

“That a new lip gloss?” - Joe

I nod, and Joe licks the remnants off of his own lips.

“Tastes good, babe.” - Joe

Lord, if he just took me to the bathroom and bent me over...

Joe leaned in again, his tongue darting out of his mouth before it tangled with mine.

“Is that strawberry?” - Joe groans

“Yeah.” - you sigh against his lips

I don't know what’s gotten into Joe for him to initiate a makeout with me in public, but you will not catch me complaining.

“We need to leave soon.” - Joe

“I thought we weren't leaving for like another twenty minutes?” - you

“Exactly.” - Joe

—

Joe and I giggled as we ran to the car. I knew he wasn't running at his full speed to keep up with me and my slightly swollen ankles, but something about that made it sweeter.

Once we got to the car, Joe unlocked it and looked around before hopping into the backseat and gesturing for me to come with him.

Joe locked the car up before reaching to undo my skirt.

“Lay back for me. As good as your lips taste, I need to taste something else.” - Joe

He pulled his jacket off and balled it up for me to rest my head on. I knew he was trying to be considerate, but all I could pay attention to was the way his shirt clung to his bulging muscles.

“You’re so fucking hot.” - you

“So are you, Mama.” - Joe

After getting my skirt off, Joe’s eyes turned dark as he took in the sight of me in my panties and top.

“Take your shirt off for me, please.” - Joe

Doing as he asked, Joe reached a hand around my back and popped my bra off with one hand.

“Your boobs sore?” - Joe

The way he looked down at me with his pupils blown wide while sucking his bottom lip put my core on notice, needing him in every possible way.

“Yeah.” - you sighed

Joe slowly leaned down and gently sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud as he massaged my other one with his agile fingers.

“Please, Joey.” - you whimper

He pulled his lips off with an audible pop and moved over to share the love with my other breast. Joe trailed his hand down my stomach and over my thigh before running his fingertips through my soaking slit.

“Let me take care of you, baby.” - Joe groans

“I need you.” - you whisper

Joe pressed his lips to mine as he slowly pushed two fingers into me. My own hands came up to grab onto his hair, one on the top of his head and the other on the back of his neck.

“Joe…” - you moan

He pulled his lips away from mine and leaned down, spreading my legs even more to where he could get his mouth to my core.

Icy blue eyes looked up at me, his hair wild as he closed his lips around my sensitive bud and slowly sucked on my clit, his fingers still moving inside me.

“Fuck, Joey!!” - you whimper

I was close, that familiar build-up in my stomach a signal that I was close to a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Cum for me, Mama.” - Joe

That was all it took for the rubber band inside me to snap, and I was cumming hard around Joe’s fingers.

With every last drop of my release, Joe licked up and sucked each of his fingers into his mouth, moaning around his fingers.

“Fuck, you taste so good.” - Joe groans

Once my vision somewhat unblurs, I look over to see Joe’s painfully tented pants. He’s so hard that he’s starting to accept the fact that he’s probably gonna cum in his pants.

“Joe. Take your pants off.” - you wheeze

He does as I say and slides his boxers down as well, showcasing his big and throbbing cock.

I was still able to get on my knees in the floorboard, and just as my lips were about to wrap around his dripping tip, Joe stopped me.

“Fuck, wait a sec.” - Joe

He leaned forward, and his dick brushed against my lips, eliciting a groan from him as he reached for my purse and rummaged through it.

“Here.” - Joe

Joe shifted back into the seat and handed me my tube of strawberry lip gloss.

“Put more on, please.” - Joe

I made a show of applying more product to my lips before leaning forward and taking him deep. Joe’s head fell back against the headrest as a moan left his lips.

As I bobbed my head, my lip gloss smeared all over his dick, and Joe was loving it.

It took him no time to finish, and the next thing I knew I was digging around my purse for wet wipes.

“You’re all sticky now.” - you laughed

“So fuckin’ worth it.” - Joe groaned

Joe was still lying with his head back, trying hard not to fall asleep.

I eventually found the wet wipes and cleaned Joe up before handing him his boxers.

“You okay to drive?” - you

“Yeah, but I'm for sure napping on the plane the entire way home.” - Joe

“Okay.” - you laughed

After cleaning myself off and both of us getting redressed, we hopped into the front seats and drove our way to the airport.

Just a few minutes into the flight on the private plane, Joe fell asleep on my shoulder. I snapped a quick picture and sent it to Robin.

On our way home! Saying Joe’s tired is an understatement. 😂

Awww! How sweet! See you guys in a bit!

—

Our homecoming was so sweet.

Tyson and Miles were so ecstatic to see Joe and me that both of our hearts melted completely.

Completely predictable like always, Joe and I weren't at all surprised when Tyson ran up to him first while Miles ran up to me.

“We missed you guys.” - Joe

His eyes were closed from pure bliss as he stood up with Tyson in his arms, hugging his little body close to his chest.

We eventually made our way into the living room where Robin and Jimmy were sitting on the couch.

“Aww, there's Mom and Dad!” - Robin grinned

Joe and I sat down on the couch. Miles left me to resume playing with the toy kitchen set that was dragged into the living room, while Tyson never left Joe’s lap.

“You missed Daddy, huh?” - you smiled

Tyson nodded and leaned his head against Joe’s chest, my heart fluttering at the way Tyson was Joe’s little shadow.

“You excited for practice tomorrow?” - Jimmy

“Yeah. I'm excited to get back out there.” - Joe

——

May 7, 2023 - Morning

Joe and I were standing in the garage. It was early in the morning so we kept our voices quiet.

He was leaving for his first practice publicly since his wrist injury, the first time the world would see him throwing again. Though Joe was excited, I could tell his nerves were creeping in.

“Look at me.” - you

Joe did as I said, and I looped my arms around his middle.

“You’re Joe Burrow. Since the first time I watched you play football, I knew you were destined for greatness, and that was a decade ago! There is nothing you can't do if you put your mind to it, Joe. I believe in you.” - you

Dropping his head to where his forehead was against mine, Joe leaned in and pressed a peck to my lips.

At that moment, in our garage at six in the morning, with our arms wrapped around each other, Joe knew I was all he needed to get by.

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Authors note: kinda went crazy with this one!! This could have a part 2 in the future of May 8th’s hotness.

Hope you enjoyed!! 💕

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