❗️TW: sex scene
"Where's Phoebe?" Joe asked immediately when Tris opened the door for him. "Good evening, Joe. Yeah, I'm all right. Good game. Yeah, our flight back was great. How was yours?" Tris screwed up his face with a grin as Joe stormed past him into the apartment.
"Yeah, pretty great. Just came from there. Is she in her room?" Joe nodded toward the stairs leading upstairs. Tris nodded. "Has been since we got back. She said she had to do something before you got here"
"Ok, thanks" Joe was about to sprint up the stairs when he stopped after all. "Oh, I have something else for you" he dug in his pants pocket, pulled something out and tossed it to Tris who caught it a bit confused.
"Earplugs?" his face was a mixture of confusion and disgust. Joe nodded. "I snagged them off the plane. You'll need them" an amused grin spread across his face as Tris put the earplugs in his pocket.
"Thanks for the warning. I...I'll have my noisecancelling headphones on all evening" he blinked a few times as Joe grinned more and more. "Would advise you to. Have a good night" he waved at Tris before continuing to run up the stairs.
Thinking it unnecessary to knock, he simply burst into the room and had to grin when Phoebe jumped up from the bed, startled. "hey" Joe grinned, running to her and immediately pulling her to him, placing his lips on hers and letting his hands roam over her body.
"I've been looking forward to this moment all day" he murmured before spinning her around once, smiling as he took in the sight of her in his jersey while Phoebe giggled. He then pulled her back to him. "You look damn good. Better than I imagined" he put his lips on hers again.
"oh, so you imagined me" Phoebe grinned at him as she slid her hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head along with his help. Immediately she traced the lines of his six pack with her fingers before Joe pushed her head back up towards him by the chin.
"Oh way too many times. Be glad we won today or I would have had to explain to Zac why I was distracted thinking about fucking our owner's granddaughter" he brushed a strand of hair out of her face as Phoebe bit her lower lip with a grin.
"did you get any ideas about how you're going to fuck me tonight?" she asked, smiling so innocently that Joe had to laugh. "oh, so many" he winked at her. "And in how many do I scream your name tonight?" she asked, grinning. "oh, all of them" Joe laughed.
"then what are we waiting for?" Phoebe ran her fingers over the waistband of Joe's sweatpants with a grin before lightly stroking the bulge that was beginning to show in Joe's crotch. "Don't be hasty" Joe removed her hands from himself and looked at her. "Get me your vibrator" he ordered her.
Phoebe nodded, turned and walked to her nightstand while Joe looked around the room. He had been going over Phoebe's entire interior in his mind's eye since the call yesterday, trying to get ideas of what he could do with her.
He spotted the armchair in front of her desk and pushed it across the room, in front of the floor-length mirror Phoebe had taken the picture in front of yesterday. "Are you redecorating my room?" Phoebe asked as she stood next to him again.
Joe laughed before putting his hand around her neck and pulling her to him. "No, but I've got some ideas in my head" he growled to her, placing his lips on hers briefly and tugging on her bottom lip before placing his hand on her shoulder and pushing her down.
"On your knees. Take the vibrator and show me what you did yesterday. I want to see it this time, not just hear it" Joe ordered her before lightly stroking her chin line and moving to stand behind her.
He put his hands around her head and pushed it up slightly so that Phoebe would meet her own sight in the mirror. "Besides, I want you to see yourself doing it" he explained with a grin before dropping into the provided chair behind Phoebe.
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no strings attached - j.b
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