slut!

TW: SMUT, mention of pregnancy loss, ab*tion

"What do you think Miranda will say about this?" Victoria looked up at her husband, grinning.

"About me fucking you nonstop for the last few days? I doubt she will dare to say anything out loud" He replied unable to hold back his laughter, imagining the chief of the Bengals PR being up to their prolific sex life.

Victoria rolled her eyes at him, something about the situation unnerved her, whether Joe chose to take it seriously or not, to her it was clear what they did would have serious repercussions.

"I'm not jesting about it. We eloped after you lost the AFC championship, we literally ran out of the country, didn't tell a soul, boarded... well more like you dragged me into a plane and we got married just like that" Victoria made her point, but the cause for concern remained elusive for Joe.

"Are you complaining that we got married? In Paris? The freaking city of love we had been wanting to visit for so long?" Joe playfully caressed her hair, softly pulling on her brown locks, while she had her head rested on his naked chest.

"Not complaining about the marriage part. It's just, you know it's gonna be a shit show once this gets out. Fans, players and the organization alike will wanna hang you for not giving a fuck and just straight up leaving everything behind" Victoria's voice was shaky, picturing another media frenzy, reminiscing of what happened the last time Joe's reputation was under scrutiny, and how their relationship went up in flames very quickly.

"What is really going on Marlowe? Spill it" Joe inquired, adjusting his position in the huge bed they were laying on, feeling the comfort of the silk sheets rubbing his rough skin, trying his best to make eye contact with her.

"I just worry Joe, the last time you took a lot of shit from strangers on the internet regarding your football career we almost didn't make it" Victoria bit her lip, worried that she may have been too honest, but in reality, Joe was her husband now, the person most deserving of her truthfulness.

"Hey, look at me" Joe cupped her face between his hands, forcing her gaze to meet his.

"I love you. I'm your husband, you're my wife. We are bound together by sacred vows we made to love, cherish and respect each other, til the end of our lives. I will not allow my career, the organization or the fucking world to mess this up for us. You are my number one priority Victoria Marlowe. The one and only" Joe smiled at her, still dazzled by the woman standing in front of him, wondering how on earth he had landed such an angel, who loved him just as every bit as he did her.

"What did I do to deserve you? Honestly, it's like you're not from this world. What a magnificent human I picked to be my husband" Victoria managed to reply before a tear escaped her eye.

"Yes I am, and I'm all yours. Now come here and let us get back to what we were doing" Joe let out a small laugh as he pulled her towards him, connecting his mouth to hers, savoring her luscious lips he enjoyed kissing just as much as the first time he tasted her.

He got on top of her, making sure to leave traces of soft wet kisses down her skin as he descended to her cunt. Her legs were already spread out for him, eager to receive whatever he meant to give her.

He placed his head between her legs and took a deep breath, taking in her scent, marveled at how much it aroused him, the view, the smell, everything about her was intoxicating.

"I'll never get tired of eating you out. It's actually addicting" He mustered before rapidly licking her swollen, erect clit. The previous two orgasms she experienced had left her extremely sensitive, and his warm tongue surrounding her was almost too much.

Joe knew this, and kept the rhythm easy, slowly tasting everything in her, stroking every fold, crevice and inch of skin with his tongue that he could reach, taking his time to ensure she was enjoying it.

Victoria grabbed his blonde hair, almost begging for more contact, feeling her pleasure waves increasing in intensity, knowing she wouldn't last much longer if he kept this up.

"You know what you have to do. Beg" He said, halting his movements right when she was about to cum.

"Please, please, please Joe. I need you" Victoria whimpered.

"Don't call me Joe" He teased her, briefly stroking her clit with his finger.

"Please my dear husband, make me orgasm, I feel like I'm about to explode" She half joked, half supplicated.

"That's more like it, wife" Joe grinned, continuing his strokes with his tongue, connecting it with her clit in paused, firm movements, following the pattern that drove Victoria crazy.

She felt her core warm up, her body tensed before finally releasing all the backed up energy, in an overwhelming wave of pleasure that took over her.

Victoria and Joe were on cloud nine the rest of the three days they spent in Paris, away from the crushing pressure of the real world, escaping from both their personal demons: her once stellar career now paused and directionless, his once stellar career, that came crashing down after a tough defeat. It would all still be there of course, once they came back, life was relentless and unforgiving, but now they had each other, twin flames meant to endure the hardest of storms together, and for now the only thing they could do was to embrace each other, function as a shield of the world's cruelty.

Returning to Cincinnati had a bitter taste, since it meant that they now had to face their own complex realities, Joe had to face the teammates he had abandoned after loosing, and Victoria had to face her halting career, eager to take off but never quite doing so.

The walk down the locker room made Joe nauseous with anxiety. He was terrified of how his teammates would react to seeing him again, after he bailed on them, and ignored the 36 calls from Ja'Marr, and hundreds of text messages from Andrei, and the rest. He just vanished, compelled by his enthralling wife, yet deep down he knew he had been a coward who couldn't face them after letting the Lombardi slip from their hands. He knew that despite the season having ended for them, the guys would still visit the building, mostly to empty their lockers, and comfort each other in the midst of grieving their lost season, so he was bound to encounter at least one of them.

His biggest fears came true when he walked into a room full of people who looked up to him, their leader and friend who ran away without saying anything.

Everyone stared him down, surprised to see him, disappointment, rage, sadness, were the emotions he could gather from the death glares he received from every single one of them.

He excepted to receive so much shit for bailing the way he did, but instead was met with pure indifference, and after the initial shock of everybody in the room, they proceeded to ignore him.

"Hi everyone" He managed to get out.

Ja'Marr stared him down from the corner of the room, trying to remain as collected as the rest of the guys, but unable to resist anymore, and feeling obligated as a best friend to keep his quarterback humbled, he couldn't keep his mouth shut a second longer.

"Where the fuck were you? Huh? When we needed you, as the fucking captain of the team, you just left us" Ja'Marr did not hold back.

"I'm sorry. It was a shitty thing to do but..." Joe was quickly cut off, and he lowered his head, closing his usually endearing blue eyes, succumbing to a deep feeling of shame.

"No "buts" Burrow. You fucking left us after we had our asses handed to us in front of the whole country" Ja'Marr continued.

"I know..."

"I'm not finished mister hot shot quarterback. You couldn't even fucking reply to one single text? Pick up your freaking phone? Fuck you" Ja'Marr felt like punching him. Like smacking his fist against his stupid pretty face could be a good release of his emotions.

"I... I am just so sorry. I fucked up, I know it. I just needed to get the fuck out of here and I left with Victoria..." Joe got cut off again, this time by a different person.

"Don't you dare drag the name of your lovely girlfriend, Joe. This fuck up was all yours" Andrei scoffed.

"She's not technically my girlfriend anymore" Joe confessed, feeling himself blush a little.

"Oh so she left your pathetic sorry ass for good this time? Good for her" Ja'Marr continued his rant.

"No. Not at all. We got married" Joe did his best to hide a playful smile forming in his face.

"God bless that poor woman's soul" Ja'Marr replied instantly, and as much as he tried to fight it, he couldn't help but let out a laugh. The situation was too ironic, the way Joe blurted out their new marriage, the true pity he felt for the woman he married, Joe's stupid "I'm sorry" face.

Joe carried on to laugh, and very soon the rest of the team allowed themselves to smile. They weren't a forgiving bunch, but news as huge as their QB1 getting married were too great not to be celebrated.

"Congratulations. You treat that woman right, I swear to God...It's gonna be a shit show when the public finds out" Andrei finally said.

"That's what Victoria said actually" And then the realization came down, that in fact, the PR scandal would be astronomical.

Meanwhile, at their now shared house in matrimony, Victoria found herself compelled to open her laptop, and type a few words into her browser:Postdoctoral fellowships infant glioma

Her first scrolls were uneventful, nothing really captured her attention. She figured she'd end up going to industry and this was a sign that academia was not the place for her.

Until she clicked on the lab website of her dreams, the project description, the work culture, it reeked of the vibes of her old lab in Cincinnati University. And boy did she miss it, even when she tried to convince herself she didn't: she longed for the wet lab life.

So she found herself unable to stop. She fought it, she really did. But her hand had a life of its own when it click "send" and her CV, and cover letter were sent to the PI of the lab. Located in Irvine, California.

Could someone break vows not even a week after getting married? Could she be so cruel as to betray Joe like that?Was this treason? Applying for positions on the other side of the country, without even consulting her HUSBAND first? The guilt suddenly hit, eating away at her. Until the doorbell ring woke her up from her trance.

Rushing to get the door, she had a feeling of who might be on the other side of the wooden door.

"You again?" Victoria scoffed, staring the woman down.

"I'm not here looking for trouble. It's just, the guys were talking today at the locker room and Justin, my husband..." Olivia choked on her own words "he told me Joe told them you got married" She managed to say, her eyes got watery.

"Olivia we've been over this. You had your chance, Joe proposed to you, you said no. Please just leave us alone" Victoria couldn't take any more whining from the ex girlfriend.

"It's not like I want him back or anything. It's just.. is it true? Did you guys get married?" Olivia pressed the question.

Victoria just raised her left hand in her direction, showing her glowing wedding band, on top of her engagement ring. Solidifying the commitment they had already made.

Olivia managed to prevent a mental breakdown.

"It's just. I'm glad you're married. You're great for Joe, and he deserves great things you know? It's just been eating me alive and I have to get it out"

Victoria swallowed hard. She could feel it coming. Olivia was definitely going to confess an affair.

"What are you talking about?" Victoria inquired.

"I wonder if it's my karma you know? I was... I was expecting my first baby with Justin... and I... well the pregnancy didn't.... I lost it" Olivia managed to get out, in the middle of her sobs.

For the first time since she met her, Victoria felt sorry for her.

"I'm sorry, I... that must be awful Olivia" Victoria said, sincerely.

"Yeah well, I aborted Joe's kid without telling him I was pregnant after refusing to marry him so. That's life I guess" Olivia sentenced.

Cloud nine came crashing down as quickly as it had risen.

Oh we're so back!!! I hope you like the chapter, I feel like I finally could put into words everything I wanted for these two. My god I missed writing, I missed my characters and I missed you guys. Tell me what you think about this whole can of worms 😩

Lots of love, phantomnarrator.