The end of Joes meet and greet interview seemed to take forever to actually be done. So many questions continuing to be asked, pictures being taken and endless handshakes from everyone that was happy Joe was there. Y/N knew he was done with it all, despite how kindly he treated everyone. He couldn't tell anyone "no", his heart was just too soft.
Not as soft as the situation below his belt, the sheer thought of what Y/N was going to do to *punish* him when they got home gave Joe an exhilarating feeling. Butterflies swarmed in his stomach every time he thought about it. He worked his way through the crowd of people outside the auditorium asking him every question under the sun, finally reaching the main door before taking a deep breath and looking to his right. He and Y/N locked eyes, relief washing over both of them as they linked arms and walked to the van to take them back to their car.
Y/N finally had Joe all to herself again, she didn't have to share. "Tonight was a big much, yea?" Joe spoke in a raspy voice, "I'm exhausted". He'd done a lot that evening, of course he was tired. Y/N looks at him and smiles, "we can go to bed when we get home, although I doubt we'll be doing any sleeping."
Joes face beams a bright red this time, as a smile paints it's way across his face, a small hum escaping his mouth.
Y/N reaches her hand over to Joes knee, slowly bringing it up his thigh towards his crotch. She gasped when she felt the budge in his jeans aching to be let out. Joe used every bit of self control he had just to keep his eyes on the road, he reached one hand down, setting it on top of hers and pushing down just to feel even the slightest amount of friction.
"Enjoying ourselves a bit" Y/N teases as she pulls her hand away. "There's more of that when we get home." Joe let's a small whine slip out of the small open space between his lips as he rubs himself slightly through the baggy jeans that somehow still didn't have enough room for his growing member. "That felt bloody amazing" he choked on the words, falling for her all over again. Nobody had ever touched Joe the right way like Y/N did.
The drive seemed so short, before they knew it they pulled into the driveway of their house. Joe looks at Y/N with those puppy dog eyes again, a look she couldn't resist. In a blink of an eye and a flash of lightning, the pair was inside and running up the stairs, chasing each other to the bedroom.
Joe grabs Y/N by the waist, grinding his pelvis agains hers and kissing her with such passion and force she could taste mint and cigarettes on his breath.
Y/N cups his face, pulling away to gaze upon his beauty. "Sit" she commands kindly. She was so gentle yet so demanding, Joe submitted himself to her without hesitation. He sat down on their bed, leaning his back against the headboard. Y/N rummages through their closet for a few moments before walking back with one hand behind her back. She crawls up towards Joe as she reveals a set of handcuffs they'd bought a few weeks back and wanted to try.
Joe watches her every move with fascination as if she'd put him under a spell. His heart beat faster as Y/N grabs his wrists, raising them up and handcuffing them to the headboard. "Darling I-" she puts a finger on his lips, telling him to hush. His cheeks glowed pink, his smile never left his face from earlier. She replaces her finger with her lips, kissing and biting his bottom lip before trailing her kisses to his cheek, down his neck, across his chest and down his stomach. She stopped just before reaching the waistline of his pants and looked up at him as he lets yet another whine slip.
"Don't...fuck, don't stop there" he begs...
