Joe Keery Imagines Vol. 2

*Enemies to Lovers Part 2 - Joe Keery

Warnings: drunk sex, protected sex, enemies to lovers, language

As my lips moved against Joe's, the small sober part of me was screaming at me to stop. But the drunk part was unable to pull myself away. Then again, my drunk self always did what sober me wanted to do but was too much of a coward to do.

I didn't fight him when he laid us down on the couch. Our lips continued to move in sync as our bodies danced against each other. Joe broke the kiss sooner than I would've liked. I was about to say something but he got up and grabbed my hand. I held my breath and he began pulling me with him. With our hands still intertwined, Joe led me down the hallway to my bedroom.

Something felt oddly hot when we walked into my room and Joe didn't close the door before turning me towards him. He leaned down and instantly pressed his lips to mine. Our lips moved messily in sync as we slowly made our way to my bed.

We broke apart, laughing, as we fell onto my bed with Joe on top of me. As our lips moved in sync, my hands played with the bottom of his shirt.

"Do it," he growled as he broke the kiss.

Without breaking eye contact, I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. The smirk on Joe's face made my face burn. I tore my eyes away from his and scanned his bare chest. I couldn't help but chew on my bottom lip as my eyes found his abs.

Damn. Stranger Things was good to him.

"Holy shit," I moaned.

I started to take my shirt off, but Joe helped me. As I lay back down, Joe's eyes focused on my almost bare chest. His eyes glanced back up at me and lust built in his eyes. I moaned as our lips smashed together and started roughly moving in sync.

Joe grabbed my hands and put them on the waistband of his jeans. Catching on, I started taking off his jeans. Joe didn't break the kiss as he tore his pants off and tossed them aside. I gasped when he moved his lips to my neck.

"It was so hot," I moaned as he started kissing my neck.

"What was, baby?" He asked against my jaw.

"How you. . ." He bit down, making me gasp. "You stood up for me," I said, breathing heavily. "It was so hot, Joe."

"Moan my name, baby," Joe grunted as he started kissing the skin under my ear. "Please. I need to hear you moan my name. Over and over again."

"Oh Joe," I obeyed causing him to lightly bite my earlobe.

I shivered when I felt Joe's warm chest pressed against mine. He broke the kiss, looking down at me with concern in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice soft.

"Yeah," I said shakily. "I just. . . I've never been touched like this."

"I find that hard to believe," he smirked. His smirk fell when he saw the look on my face. "Wait, are you serious, Y/N? A gorgeous girl like you has never been touched like this?"

"I've never been called gorgeous," I said under my breath. His eyes softened even more before his eyes changed. That change made me shiver again.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he growled.

"Show me," I couldn't help but moan. "Please, Joe. Show me how beautiful I am."

I gasped when he ripped off my pants and my underwear at the same time. I held my breath as his eyes scanned my almost naked body. He looked back up at me and kept intense eye contact as he played with the strap of my bra.

"Just tell me if I'm being too rough."

"I'll tell you when to stop."

I grabbed his face and roughly brought his lips down to mine. I moaned against him as he started grinding his body down against mine. Things sped up as we started to get a little rough. Joe broke the kiss and smirked down at me.