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♰ blowing off steam ༻ J. MACMILLAN.*ೃ˚

➻ masterlist. ➻ buy me a coffee!

CW ➻ smut ⋆ piv ⋆ unprotected sex ⋆ drinking ⋆ choking ⋆ hairpulling ⋆ creampie ⋆ if i missed anything, lmk!

AUTHORS NOTE ➻ finished up and edited this fic at my Grandma's Easter get together, sorry/not sorry Granny 🤭 so if the flow of the fic is kinda ehh, sorry i blame that on the loud children running around me 🥲👍🏻

SUMMARY ➻ in need of a way to blow off some steam while you wait, Joe has a suggestion on how.. WC ➻ 2,4k.

you reached for the bottle of whisky in his hand and your hands touched slightly. goosebumps flared on your skin again but for a very different reason.

“What a shitty day,” you said, your eyes wandering to his lean chest, his strong arms, his long legs and back to his dark brown eyes. you brought the bottle up to your lips slowly and took two long pulls of whisky, your eyes locked with his. Joe watched you with rapt attention, eyes darkening as you drank the whisky. He suddenly felt like his body was on fire as he held eye contact. Licking his lower lip, he leaned closer to you ever so slightly.

“Right…” he trailed off, not really thinking as he was getting lured in by your gaze. you were like a siren to him, luring him to the rocky seas to his death. His body seemed to have taken on a mind of its own and the drink hadn’t helped at all.

you offered him the bottle back and said very matter of fact; “So. What are we going to do about that?”

A sly smirk spread across his face then, his eyes sweeping over your body before landing back on your face.

“I know a good way to let off some steam,” he raised a brow, his eyes dark. you took the bottle and put it back on the coffee table next to them.

“you do?” you said. Then in one swift motion, you stood and sat on Joe's lap, straddling him, your hands resting on his chest. He was already hard under you. He watched you with a heated gaze, his tongue darting out and sweeping over his lower lip. your head tilted to one side with a smile tugging at your lips and you picked at a small piece of fluff on his maroon sweater.

His large hands gripped your thighs, squeezing them a little before he trailed them up to your hips. He was just watching her, waiting to see what you would do. you took a hold of his perfect fucking jaw with your hand and kissed him hard once. One of his hands slid around to your lower back and he pressed your closer to him as his tongue tangled with yours. you pulled back, already gasping for breath, looking into his eyes for a consent of some sort.

His body was overcome by a primal need as his dark gaze darted across your face. The hand on your back slowly slid lower, giving your ass a firm squeeze as he arched up at your a little with a smirk. It was almost taunting. There was this moment of tension, rapidly building up between you as he stared at you.

your lips crashed back together with even more fury. the kiss was rough, angry and with your darkest desires flaring up around you two. Joe moaned into the kiss as he bucked up at her, yanking off your top and throwing it carelessly across the room. His hands wasted no time in palming at your breasts through your bra as he nipped at your lower lip.

your back arched back under his touch, your head hanging back with your hair flowing down, lost in the pleasure he gave her. your hands closed in fists around his shirt. He moved your hands, pulling his sweater off and it landed in a pile with hers. He started kissing down to your neck, nipping at it roughly with a groan.

“Marking your territory, Joseph?” you smirked and chuckled lightly.

“Keep running your mouth and I’ll put it to good use, sweetheart,” he purred against the skin of your neck, a devilish smirk on his face. He moved away a little then, a firm hand gripping your jaw as he smirked at you. He loved seeing you this way, all aroused and needy for him.

“Get up,” he growled at you, eyes flashing with something dark as he let go of your jaw.

“What if I don’t?” you teased back, licking your lower lip. your defiance made something flare in him and he raised a brow, a deadly grin on his face.

"Wanna find out, princess?” He drawled teasingly. you secretly loved his new pet name for you. Maybe because deep down, you knew you were nothing like one.

“Maybe I do,” you leaned forward and gripped the back of the couch with your hands standing your ground. your being unwilling to submit to him pissed him off and turned him on all at the same time. He licked his lower lip as his hands trailed up your bare sides before sliding around to your back. He unclasped your bra with ease before pulling the straps down at a painfully slow pace, his eyes never leaving your face.

you ran both hands in his hair as he worked on your bra, closed your fingers around his brown locks and pulled his head backwards before he could even take a peak or a taste of the newly freed skin. A delighted groan left his lips at the tug and fuck if that didn’t get his dick aching. A firm hand gripped your throat, giving it a squeeze before using it to push you away from him a little.

“There he is, finally. “ you smirked back at him, grinning. Something snapped inside of him. His need taking on new heights. He gripped your ass before pushing up on his long legs to stand. He deposited you to stand on the floor as his chest heaved. He just looked at you for a moment, a feral look in his eyes.

"Clothes off. Now,” he growled, kicking off his boots. He looked a second away from snapping. you bit your lower lip and your hands started working on his belt, clumsily and clawing at it. Suddenly you couldn’t undress him fast enough. you needed it, all of it.

Once his belt was open, he shoved down his slacks and boxers before kicking them away from him. He was hard and ready for her. He stepped closer to you, his hand once again grasping at your jaw and tilting your head up to him. He kissed you bruisingly, commanding attention with his tongue. When he moved away a little, he was panting as he looked at you.

“On your knees,” he smirked menacingly, dark eyes glittering with his sheer arousal. you bit harder on your lower lip trying to hide the shit-eating grin bubbling up on your face. Oh, you weren't gonna submit this easily when he got so worked up and aroused by your defiance. you simply stayed put and stretched your long body like a cat waking up from a nap.

He wasn’t sure how someone could piss him off this much and still turn him on. A growl rumbled deep in his chest as he tried to calm himself, sending a glare your way.

“Are you gonna stand there and give orders all night or are you gonna man up and take what you want?”

This bitch. He grabbed your arm, yanking your towards him. His hands made quick work of your pants and he roughly took them off along with your panties.

“I need to teach you some respect, huh princess?” He snarled, shoving you to the couch. His hands were firm and unrelenting as he moved you so you were bent over the arm, he sent a hard smack to your ass. The lewd sound that came out of your throat echoed off the walls. A soft yes escaped your lips rolling your head forward, pushing your hips into the couch. Joe bit his lip with a groan as he looked at you all perfect and ready for him. It sent a thrill vibrating through his whole body. One of his hands was splayed on your back, keeping you pushed down as the other found your clit and started slowly circling it. Not enough to give you what you wanted.

“Look how soaked you are. you like being a naughty girl?” He asked, voice low and rough with need.

you whipped your head back and moaned loudly under his touch.

“Mmhmm,” you replied, rolling your hips backwards, rubbing your wetness all over his hand. He chuckled, the sound dark and full of sinful promises. He removed his hand so you couldn’t gain any friction from it before he gripped his straining cock. He teased your soaked pussy with it, purposely rubbing your clit with the tip. His other hand was still on your back, keeping you firmly in place. He leaned down, molding his body to hers so he could lean down to your ear as he kept teasing you with his cock.

“What do you want, hm?” He purred, dragging out the hum teasingly.

Oh how you whined. you did not want to give him the pleasure of saying it out loud for him. How your body was begging for his hard dick deep inside you, ramming you, taking all of you. you shut your eyes tightly, swearing under your breath. you almost shook from the strain of resisting his pretty fucking face.

He growled at your resistance, still rubbing himself against your as his body was flush against hers. He tried to quell the urge to grab your hair, not wanting a repeat of earlier. Instead, the hand on your back slid up to the back of your neck before moving around to your throat. He wrapped his hand around it firmly, applying just the right amount of pressure.

“Only good girls get the reward, princess. What’s it gonna be?” He asked, amusement lacing his voice. If he was honest, he was hanging on by a thread but he refused to let you get what you wanted unless you submitted to him.

you snapped. you growled loudly in frustration.

“damnit! Just fuck me already, Joseph!” you punched the couch to take out some of your build up anger. He groaned. The satisfaction he felt was overwhelming and he was grinning like the Cheshire cat.

“Good girl,” he smirked teasingly before moving to stand upright, both hands gripping your hips so tight it would bruise. Without warning, he pushed inside of you with a loud moan, not giving you any time to adjust as he drew back and thrust back inside of you harshly.

He set a punishing rhythm, hard fast and dirty as his filthy moans filled the apartment. your moans came in like waves crashing on a rocky shore. you gripped the arm of the couch, meeting his thrusts halfway with your hips. you grinned widely, eyes closed riding the pleasure. He was hitting every spot you wanted inside of you. The words were out of your mouth before you even thought about them

“Pull my hair, Joe,” you were slightly shocked at herself but you wanted him to.

Billy’s rhythm faltered for a moment at your words, his hands digging into the flesh of your hips. He wasn’t sure if he heard you right.

“Pull my hair,” you repeated between gasps.

“Just not…just not like that,” you closed your eyes and felt a chain clink shut in your chest. Somehow you finally trusted him, you trusted him like you trusted Gordon. With your life, your soul, your pain and your anger. He felt a pang of… something in his chest as he stilled inside of you for a moment. His hand went to your hair, careful and deliberately slow in his movements so it didn’t freak you out.

Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he gave it an experimental tug, waiting to see how you’d react. you softly gasped under his touch. A soft gasp like silk in the air. So intimate, full of so many emotions rushing back into the dark box inside of you, locking shut, forgotten. Satisfied you didn’t freak out, he picked his pace back up as he started pounding into your roughly.

The hand in your hair tightened a little as he groaned, pulling you up a little as he leaned down and started nipping at the side of your neck. His dirty moans hit your skin as he lost himself in the feeling. you were so tight, wet and warm around his cock. He could feel the pleasure building up at a rapid rate inside of him.

you raised yourself from the couch and slowly turned around to face Billy, his cock sliding out of you. you held his shoulder to keep your balance on the wobbly couch and pressed to sit him on the couch. you straddled his lap again and you kissed him roughly, dominating his tongue and pressing your entire body against his. you slid back onto him and moaned in his mouth, Joe's groan getting swallowed by the kiss.

The position was so much more intimate than before. Joe wasn’t used to letting a woman take charge but he was so far gone in his pleasure he was loving it.

He kissed back greedily as a hand gripped the back of your neck to bring you closer. His other hand was palming your ass as he bucked up at you. you slid your hands on his back, intentionally scratching the skin with your nails. your mouth trailed down to his neck with your teeth and to the soft area where his shoulder started and bit down. Joe was lost in a sea of lust and he moaned loudly at the mix of pleasure and pain. His hands tightened on your as his chest heaved.

“Harder,” he gasped as he rolled his hips up to you.

you smirked in his neck and took more skin under your teeth and bit harder making him gasp in delight and close his eyes. you moaned at the waves of pleasure building up suddenly deep inside her. your other hand held on to the other side of his neck.

He was so close, teetering on the edge precariously. The hand on your ass moved to between your legs as he started rubbing at your clit at a fast pace, fucking up into you as he moaned. you rested your forehead on his, panting, so close to release. you held onto him like he was the only life raft floating in the stormy ocean raging inside you. He wasn’t close enough to you, pressing onto him like your skin would melt together as one.

“Cum for me, princess,” he groaned, wanting you to cum before he did. He was already close. He arched up into you, the hand on your neck pulling you closer as he nipped at your lower lip and tugged on it. you let go. you let go of it all, your desire, your anger, your lust, your pain. your orgasm hit you like a freight train and you moaned his name between loud indecent gasps of pleasure. Joe.

He couldn’t hold off any longer. Feeling your tighten around his cock like a vice and hearing his name dripping from your lips like honey pushed him over the edge. He pressed his face into your neck, obscene moans fluttering against your skin as he rutted up into you. His thrusts got erratic before he spilled himself inside of you with a guttural moan.

He felt weightless, basking in the high he was on as he stayed with his face in your neck. He’d never tell you but it was the best damn sex he’d ever had and he’d had a lot of it. Catching his breath, he gave your neck one last cheeky nip before he moved away, flopping back to lean on the back of the couch with a blissed out look on his face.

you fell forward on his chest, your face hidden in the crook of his neck catching your breath. your nose behind his ear nudged him softly, fingers trailing on his collarbone. He hummed softly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on the skin of your back. He felt sated and calm, his mind quiet for once. you broke the comfortable silence first.

“I still don’t like you ,” you laughed. Softly at first and louder with each one just bubbling up inside you making your shoulders shake. He chuckled, unable to help himself. He couldn’t even be mad about it in his blissed out state.

“Good. I still don’t like you either,” he snorted, shaking his head. The sex was great and all but it didn’t change the fact you annoyed the shit out of him. At least he knew how to shut you up now..

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