The First Time.
Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Warnings:
- Loss of virginity
- Smut
- Fluff
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When you’d met Joseph, you were just another lucky fan who’d stumbled across him in the street. He was more than happy to take a picture with you, even making casual conversation as you stood in front of a restaurant.
As fate would have it, you’d ran into him again on that same trip; casually strolling through a shop. Yet this time was different, this time he’d spotted and recognized you first. He made his way over, and as you glanced up at him he made a joke about “Are you stalking me?” You both laughed at his joke and about how crazy it was for you two to meet twice.
Before you’d left the store he’d asked for your number, and invited you to drinks. From then you’d become good friends. A few months had passed from those encounters, a good few months of friendly meet ups between friends; getting drinks, having dinner, and going to social gatherings. During that time, Joseph had confessed his feelings for you; and yours for him, and he’d then asked you to be his girlfriend. Of course, you’d said yes.
Now, you had been dating Joseph for about 6 months, and you two had yet to make it past heated makeouts. It’s not that you didn’t want to, but even at the age of 23; you’d never gotten that far with anybody. Though you still hadn’t told him that, he was patient. Never wanting to pressure you into anything and never asking why. Recently you’d decided it was time, and that you were ready; but you were still nervous.
As you lay on the couch, legs in Joseph’s lap as he flips through pages in a book; you smile at his focused faced. That’s when you decide to tease him a bit, gently moving your leg to where your foot was resting flat on his thigh. He paid no mind to it until you started trailing your foot up his thigh, until it met his crotch; gently. His eyes darted from your foot to your face and you smirk at him.
“What’re you doing, darling?” He asks, humor in his voice. “Nothing, just stretching.” You fake a stretch, pressing your foot down a bit harder. He groans at the contact, tossing his book on the coffee table. He grabs your legs, lifting them as he makes his way between them, earning a giggle from you.
“What’re you doing, darling?” You retort, a wide smile on your face. He rolls his eyes, a low chuckle falling from his lips. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him down for a kiss. He obliges, lips forming perfectly to yours. You hum into the kiss and tangle your fingers into his messy curls. He sighs through his nose as his hand grips your thigh, pressing his growing bulge against your clothed center.
You let out a soft moan against his lips, and the brief parting allows him to slip his tongue into your mouth. You gasp at the intrusion, but immediately melt into it. You lift your hips up to his, grinding against him. He groans against your mouth deeply, and you smirk into the kiss. Boldly, you reach between both of you; your hand trailing from his hair to his pants, pressing your palm against his straining erection.
“Shit..” He hisses, breaking the kiss and leaning his forehead to yours; staring down at your busy hand. You bring your hands to the button, popping it open before sliding the zipper down. He takes in his bottom lip as he stares intently at your movements. You tentatively reach your hands under his waistband, your small hands wrapping around his cock.
His breath hitches as he involuntarily bucks his hips into your warm touch. “Fuck, baby..” He breaths out, shakily. His eyes dart up to yours, blown out with lust. “What’s gotten into you?” He sighs, his hot breath fanning your face. You shrug, continuing to pump his heavy shaft.
With the other hand, you grip the back of his neck; bringing your lips dangerously close to his. He’s about to kiss you when you speak, “I need you.” And with that, he pulls your hand from his pants. He wraps his arms around your body, pulling you up with him as he stands. You giggle and tighten your legs around his waist.
He carries you all the way into the bedroom, laying you on your back gently. He drops his pants, leaving him in boxers. You smile at the visible outline of his large member. He gets on the bed, hovering over you as he rids you body of the oversized t shirt; leaving you in nothing but your skimpy lace panties.
His jaw drops at the sight of you like this. “You’re so beautiful..” He whispers out, hands trailing over every inch of your body, before reaching your waistband. He looks at you for permission and you nod your head. He hooks his fingers around the fabric, pulling them down your legs and tossing them away.
You use your leg to nudge his boxers, wordlessly telling him they’ve got to go. He gets the hint, standing just long enough to rid them from his body before making his way back over you.
“Joe..” You whisper, his lips hovering yours. His eyes search yours, “Yes, my love?” He coos, gently. “I’ve never.. That’s why..” You ramble out, incoherently. An embarrassed blush scattering across your face. He smiles, softly; his hand caressing your face. “It’s okay, my love. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, you know that.” He reassures you and you nod. “I know, but I.. I’m ready. I need you.” You tell him and he smiles widely, pressing his lips to yours.
You wrap your legs around him, pulling him against you; his hot member pressed flat against your soaking folds. He groans as you grind lightly against him, covering him in your slick. He hums, “Wait, sweetheart. I’ve got to do something first.” You raise an eyebrow as he descends down your body, stopping as he’s eye level with your soaking entrance.
“You don’t have to..” You trail off, shyly. He smirks, “I want to, baby.” Is all he says before he starts placing soft kisses to your thigh, his hand gently rubbing the other one. He then licks a wet stripe up your folds, moaning at the taste of you. You whimper as his tongue starts circling your clit, arms wrapped tightly around your thighs. You move your hips involuntarily against his tongue, a gasp leaving your lips as his tongue presses flat against you.
“Feel good, baby?” He coos, looking up at you through his lashes. You nod, hands gripping the sheets. He removes a hand from your thigh, before pressing a finger to your entrance. You feel your hole clenching around air as he teases it. “Fuck, Joseph.. please..” You whine out, head pressed back into the mattress. He grants your wish, slowly working his finger into you. You can feel yourself stretch around him, a soft moan leaving your mouth. He starts pumping it in slowly, tongue still dancing against your clit. You’re a whimpering, squirming mess against the sheets as he works into you. You feel him ease out, before slowly pushing another finger in with the first, the stretch was greater this time.
You wince slightly at the new feeling, but as he curls his finger inside of you, you’re quickly overtaken with pleasure. “Oh my god, yes..” You cry out, hands leaving the sheets to grip his hair. He groans as you tug lightly on the curls, which only turns you on more. When his fingers press into a soft spot inside you, your body jolts; a loud gasp fills the room. “Right there, yes.” You pant out, and he continues pressing his fingers to that spot. You feel a burning pleasure in your lower stomach beginning to form and your body shakes with pleasure.
“You’re so close, sweetheart. Go ahead, let go.” He urges, voice soft before his tongue starts lapping at your clit again. His words send you over the edge, along with his steady assault against your g-spot. You cry out, body shaking heavily as moans and whines leave your mouth. “Oh my god.. oh my god..” You pant out as you feel your body relaxing. He slowly eases his fingers out, making eye contact with you as he sucks then clean between his lips.
He crawls up the bed on top of you, kissing you deeply. You moan at the lingering taste of you on his tongue. When he pulls away, he looks into your eyes deeply. “Was that good?” He smirks, and you nod. “So good..” you look down at his throbbing cock, “Do you want me to..?” He shakes his head, leaning his forehead against yours.
“This is about you tonight, sweetheart.” He states, kissing you gently. You wrap your shaky legs around his waist, feeling his tip nudge your entrance. You gasp at the contact, feeling how large it is compared to you. “Are you sure?” His eyes are full of care and love, and you nod. “I’m sure.” With that he pressed the tip into your entrance, not yet entering you. “You can tell me to stop at any point, okay? I won’t be mad or upset, I promise you. It might hurt.”
“It’s okay, I can take it.” You coo, your hand caressing his face softly. He smiles, giving you a small nod. He pushes the tip in farther, and you can feel the burning ache between your legs as he stretches you out. He slides in slowly, inch by inch, biting hard at his bottom lip at your tightness. You wince at the pain and grip his shoulders, pulling him against you. You let out a pained whimper as his hips finally connect with yours. “You okay, baby?” He mumbles into your neck. You pant against his shoulder, feeling yourself adjusting to his size. “Yeah, I’m okay.” You assure him, before pulling him closer with your legs.
He slowly pulls out, not fully, but just enough to slide back in a bit faster. You moan loudly, as he ruts deeply into you. You feel his pubic bone slightly brushing your aching clit as he grinds himself into you. He starts out slow and deep, making sure you’re okay. You feel him kissing and sucking little marks into your neck as groans leave his lips.
“F-faster.” You urge him and he does as you wish. He grips your thigh in his hands, moving it slightly higher as he starts thrusting into you quickly. Skin slapping skin as he fucks into you. You’re a whimpering mess beneath him as you leave crescent shaped nail marks in his shoulders. He groans as you clench around him, a result of the sexy sounds he makes as he buries himself in you.
“Fuck, baby.. You feel so good.” He groans into your neck, muscles rippling as he holds his weight above you. You feel the familiar burning growing in your stomach, and you pull him closer. “Joe, Joe.. shit.” You whimper out between thrusts. He smiles against your neck, before attaching his lips to yours again.
He groans into your mouth as you claw down his back, parting from your lips as he glances between you two; watching as his cock quickly pushes in and out of you. “Harder, Joe. Yes! Fuck, just like that, baby. Don’t stop!” You cry out as his hips hit yours in a brutal pace, his hips snapping into yours relentlessly.
You can feel yourself getting closer as he slams into you. “I’m close..” You warn him and he nods into your neck. “I’m close, too, love.” He grunts between rough thrusts. He reaches down, pressing two fingers against your clit, and you whine loudly. You can feel your pussy start clenching around him, and he hisses at the feeling. “Fuck, baby. Such a good girl, so good f’me..” He coos, panting heavily. “Cum for me, my angel. Come on, (Y/N).”
With that the tension building snaps, your eyes squeezing shut, whiny moans and gasps leaving you as your legs shake around him. The clenching you’re doing around his cock sends him over the edge. A string of curses leaving his mouth as his thrusts get sloppy. You feel him release into you, warm and deep. He presses his hips firmly against yours, his movements stilling.
He collapses on top of you, both of your bodies slick with sweat. His heavy pants heat up your neck as he comes down from his high. He brings his hand up, stroking your hair softly. “That was amazing..” You whisper, causing a breathless chuckle against your neck. He leans up, shakily holding himself above you.
“Are you okay?” He asks, and you smile. “More than okay.” You tell him, and he smiles, shyly. He slowly eases from you, causing a small whimper of pain to leave your mouth. “I’m sorry, baby.” He tells you, getting up and grabbing a damp towel.
He takes his place between your legs, wiping the mess carefully from you. You smile at this notion, watching him as he takes care of you. He gets off the bed, tossing the towel in the hamper before making his way to the dresser. He pulls out a pair of your panties and one of his t shirts, and a pair of boxers for himself. You slide the items on, as he does before crawling under the covers.
He slides in next to you, pulling you closely against him. You wrap an arm around his neck, head pressed against his chest. “Was it a good first time?” He smiles down at you. “It was perfect, my love. Thank you.” You place a kiss to his bare chest and he places one to the top of your head.
You can feel your eyelids getting heavy as you listen to the sound of his breathing. “I love you, (Y/N).” He speaks softly, hand rubbing your back. You smile, sleepily; “I love you, more, Joe.”
