no strings attached - j.b

when you knock on the door

Joe turned around one last time to make sure that neither Ja'Marr nor Sam was looking in his direction. He had told them both that he had to go to the bathroom, but instead of heading for the bathroom, he would run up the stairs.

Neither of them paid him the slightest bit of attention; they, like everyone else, were fixated on Fiona, who was now dancing alone on the table without Phoebe, but Tris was just on a mission to climb up on the table. So now would be the perfect time to sneak up the stairs unobserved.

For a moment Joe wondered if he wouldn't attract all the attention if he suddenly sprinted up the stairs like a madman, so he jumped up a few steps first, but still no one seemed to even look in his direction, so he bravely and rather quickly climbed the remaining steps.

As agreed, he knocked three times on Phoebe's door and looked around paranoidly in the upstairs hallway, as if someone might suddenly jump out from behind the corner and catch him in the next moment. But he remained alone.

He heard the key turn in the lock on the other side of the door and a moment later the door opened a small crack and part of Phoebe's face appeared. When she spotted Joe, she exhaled in relief.

"It's you" she opened the door a little wider so Joe could slip into the room, closed it right back behind him and locked it. "Are you expecting anyone else? Was this a contest to see which of your boy toys would show up first?" Joe looked at her, confused.

"What, no, of course not. But you never know who's going to come check up on me after all" Phoebe shrugged and Joe was surprised that she didn't seem half as drunk as when she had opened the door for them earlier.

"Don't worry, Fiona's keeping the pack busy down there and Tris is just getting in on the show from the looks of it" Joe explained with a grin. "Good, then I'm sure they won't notice we're missing for a bit" a smirk spread across Phoebe's lips as she pulled Joe towards her by his shirt.

She pressed her back against the wall next to the door and pulled Joe even closer. Their lips rested on each other and immediately Joe's tongue sought its way into Phoebe's mouth. The taste of alcohol spread through his mouth, Jack Daniels and Coke, so even though Phoebe seemed sober, she didn't taste like it.

❗️TW: sex scene!! If you dont want to read it, skip to the next red exclamation mark

Joe didn't mind, not at all. His hands ran over Phoebe's body, under her short shirt, gently squeezing her boobs before continuing down her stomach to her waistband.

A moan escaped Phoebe's lips as he undid the button of her pants and ran his index fingers from the center of her belly along her warm, exposed skin to her back, where he ran his hands over Phoebe's round, shapely ass cheeks.

Phoebe's hands ran greedily over Joe's arms, shoulder and hair as Joe released his lips from hers and began kissing the crook of her neck. "So, tell me..." Phoebe gasped. "...you think you're my boy toy" she looked at him with a grin.

Joe laughed out. "well if, you're my toy" he clarified before pulling Phoebe's pants off of her with a tug. "And you could have already made it so much easier for me by not putting on the new pants at all" he added as he noticed that Phoebe was no longer wearing the black jeans that Fiona's drink was spilled over, but now light blue ones.

Phoebe shrugged. "Didn't want to take away your anticipation of unpacking" she grinned as she ran her hand over Joe's crotch, where a noticeable bump was already evident.

"How considerate of you" Joe growled in her ear as he slid his hand down Phoebe's thong. She moaned out as Joe's fingers just grazed her already rather wet center as she greedily undid Joe's pants button.