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Young! Joseph x Reader ~ Before We Go

Requested by shrekethed

SMUT

BIG SMUT

HELLO THERE IS SEX

PLEASE BE CAREFUL THERE IS A PEEN

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After three weeks of intense training, and one intense final exam, one of the pillermen revealed themselves. He had killed one of the beloved trainers who dogged your step every single day. It wasn't your duty, familial or situational, to help defeat the pillermen, however, when anyone mentioned that you didn't need to put yourself in danger, you shrugged them off. "It's my choice, and I want to help." You would say, knowing that yourself, and many others were probably going to die.

That's why, right now, youre sitting in your room, twiddling your thumbs as you waited. Over the few weeks you knew him, you had relentlessly flirted with the British man named Joseph. When Caeser would heckle him about not having a girlfriend, or girls fawning over him, such as the blondes self, you would instantly jump in, commenting on how they were intimidated by his good looks, and his charms. Joseph caught on pretty quickly, and developed a blush on his face while you were nearby. Your named drifted through his thoughts often, and he couldn't get your face off his mind.

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When, at dinner, you asked him to stop by your room, his ears were red, and he nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, sure. What's up?" He asked. "Just wanted to talk about tomorrow. I'm a little nervous."

He nodded, before giving a smile. "We're going to be fine, (Y/N)." You nodded hesitantly.

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The Brit knocked on the door, before poking his head in, a blush covering his cheeks and ears. You smiled up at him. "You can come in." He complied. "And you can sit down as well." He grabbed a chair and began sitting. Before his behind hit the wooden surface, you spoke up. "Next to me? I'm... I want to be close to you while we talk." Heat travled its way up your face, causing the surface of your cheeks to burn. He let out a sigh and sat on the bed next to you. His eyes met yours before they flicked down to your lips.and back up. His tongue subconsciously ran across his own lips, as he parted them to say something.

In an impulsive gesture, you closed the distance between his parted lips and your own. Your eyes sweezed shut, as he tensed up. You pulled away, his eyes wide, and his hands hovering over your shoulder and waist. He blinked, and lowered his hands onto your body, as he quickly brought you to him. He connected your lips to his, as you melted into his touch. Your hands found their way to the back of his neck, as you gently pulled on strands of brown locks at the base of his neck. He let out a groan. You tensed. He pulled away, and panted slightly. "W-What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He asked, a worried look on his face. You blushed and looked away. "No, no you're okay. It was me."

"The hair thing?"

"The hair thing."

"(Y/N), I liked it." He said, before mumbling the last part, "Do it again please." Joseph closed the gap once more. One calloused hand placed on the back of your necking keeping you in place, the second gripping your waist tightly.