** trigger warning
Intense smut ... absolute filth. Inspired by 'Can I' by Kehlani.
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It was becoming increasingly difficult to take things slow with Joe. Every glance, every sly smirk and every secret kiss made you want to jump his bones. And you almost never got alone time to take things further, even if you wanted to.
Playing with yourself when thoughts of his naked body over came you, could only do so much. You needed real release.
Tana's birthday was coming up, and while you had every intention of making her day special, you couldn't help but selfishly look forward to the trip to Las Vegas you all would be taking in honor of the occasion. That meant, private hotel rooms.
You booked the penthouse suite at Ceaser's Palace for your friends, and a separate room on another floor for yourself claiming there wouldn't be enough room to sleep everyone comfortably.
"You prude! No one will be getting any sleep this weekend if I have anything to say about it." Tana exclaimed, sitting on her overly full luggage to zip it closed.
"You do what you want, but I need my beauty rest." You quip, pretending to throw your hair over your shoulder.
With an annoyed eye roll, Tana joins the rest of the crew outside to load up the car.
You resume gathering the last of your things before making your way down the hall. Before making it to the top of the stairs, a hand grabs your elbow, pulling you to the side of the dimly lit hall. Joe looks down at you with a small smile before pulling you in for a kiss.
With a sigh, you melt into his body, dropping your bag and wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Do you really think we're going to be able to sneak away this weekend?" Joe asks, biting his lip.
"I hope so .. we deserve some proper alone time." You smirk.
"Oh yeah? What does that entail?"
"Hmm ... I'm thinking room service, fuzzy robes, champagne ..." You raise your eyebrows and look at him with sultry eyes.
"I like the sound of that." He replies, leaning down to the crook of your neck to inhale your perfume before landing a kiss right under your ear.
You're interrupted once again by a holler from your brother in the distance.
"We're gonna miss the flight!" He yells.
Disappointedly, you and Joe are broken out of each other's embrace and quickly make your way down to the garage.
Everyone had already claimed their seats in the large SUV, leaving only 2 open spots in the very back of the vehicle. Joe's size made it difficult to clammer into the last row, not without Ja'Marr razzing him. You didn't mind the close proximity though, you're able to clasp Joe's hand for the whole ride without any of the others noticing.
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After a quick, booze filled trip on the private jet you had chartered, everyone was ready to throw their things down in their respective rooms, and get ready for the night ahead of them.
Joe had claimed he got his own room as well as he would need to "hit the gym in the morning and maybe call it an early night", to which resulted in merciless teasing. You couldn't help but stifle your own laugh when he broke this news, learning that he is a terrible liar.
"Football is over man! You gotta cut loose." Ja'Marr clapped him on his back giving him a look in disbelief.
"We don't win championships with that attitude." He slyly remarked, earning a groan from his best friend.
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Give and Take - Joe Burrow AU
FanfictionWhen two vastly different celebrity personalities meet randomly at a nightclub, will their budding friendship turn into something more?
