Failed Porn Star - Joe Sugg
Request: hi can i request an imagine where the reader is joes gf and she really fucking hates his mustache… i mean please dont get me wrong here, i love joseph graham sugg w every fiber of my being, but his fucking mustache is giving me 80’s failed porn star vibes and i hate it… sorry if this was a lot. i love you and your writing!! ive been following from the beginning and youre so amazing and my fav buttercream blog. luv ya lots xoxo ♡♡♡♡♡
Request: I neeeeeeed something really cute, like total couple goals lmao (With Joe)
Requests are OPEN!
A/N: Thank you for the title babe! That seriously made me laugh!
I hope you like it :)
“You’re home!” You said as you walked into Joe’s living room. He had been in LA for the past couple of weeks and unfortunately, you couldn’t join him. Your boss needed all the help she could get around this time and letting one of her favourite assistants go wasn’t an option. “What the hell is that?” You asked, looking at a smiling Joe walking towards you.
“Just give me a kiss, you fool.” As Joe went in for a kiss, the first one you two would have in weeks, you couldn’t help but be disgusted. “(y/n)?” He asked as you avoided his kiss.
“I’m not kissing you with that.”
“You kissed me before I left and I had it then…”
“Yeah, it was more stubble before and now it’s just…gross.” You complained. Joe had been growing out his mustache for a couple of weeks now and although it was tolerable at first, you couldn’t handle the way it looked. You always hated guys with facial hair and you made Joe promise he would never try to grow any but here he was…with that thing on his face.
“Oh come on,” Joe pleaded. “It looks perfectly fine.” He said, trying to kiss you once again but you avoided it for the second time. “Babe.”
“Until you get rid of that, I will not kiss you.” You stated. You smirked at him, trying to convince him to shave but all he did was look at you. Joe was pretty stubborn but you knew you could win this war. You stared into his blue eyes, not moving or blinking, as Joe stared into yours. You cocked an eyebrow as he smirked at you.
“Babe!” All of a sudden, Joe’s arms were wrapped around you and he was placing little kisses along your neck. “I know you can’t go a day without kissing me if you don’t have to.” His kisses became sloppy as he left a trail of them from your shoulder to your chin. You closed your eyes remembering the feeling of his lips, the feeling you hadn’t felt in weeks and although you wanted to crack, you had to stay strong. He moved the kisses so they were inches from your lips and in order to protect yourself, you tilted your head to the ceiling. “Fair play.” He whispered against your neck, now moving the kiss backwards.
You smiled, knowing Joe was struggling to find ways to crack you. He was good but you were better. As Joe tightened his grip around your waist, he picked you up and lightly tossed you on the couch before climbing on top of you. You looked up at him and smirked as his hands slid under your shirt, squeezing your hips.
“I’m not-” You began but as soon as one of Joe’s hands moved from your hips to your back, playing with your bra strap, you stopped. His eyes stayed glued onto yours and you could see a lustful look in them. Before you knew it, he had unclipped your bra and his hands were now at the front of your chest. He pressed his lips against your neck once more causing you to close your eyes and bite your lip.
“I’ve missed you.” He whispered, his hands traveling to the top of your leggings.
“Oh, no no.” You said, pushing him off you and onto the ground. “You want anything more, get rid of that.” Joe looked up at you, sighing as you walked away. You smirked as you made your way to his room, praying to God you had won.