Joel Miller Flannel

Joel Miller Flannel

The closest I’ll get to owning the green flannel

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Yaaaaaaaaassss!!!!🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

wanna be in a forbidden situationship w joel miller so fucking bad

I’m afraid no one will ever fall in love with me. I feel ugly and unloveable.

living with joel in jackson ✩‧₊°

So hot🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

wip wednesday

hello hello hello thank you to my sweet @joelsgreenflannel for the tag! decode part two is starting to come along so here is a snippet of that for all you beautiful people who showed part one so much love <3

smut warning here, for some vaginal fingering, dirty talk and one instance of joel calling reader "kiddo" because...yeah

“He touch you?” His hand slowly glides up the inside of your leg, drifting under the hem of your flowing, yellow skirt. He inches towards your centre, fingers brushing at the crease of your thigh–and you don’t stop him. “He touch you here?”

You let him cup your sex in his palm, gasping as you tilt your hips ever so slightly into his touch. He softly rakes his fingers over the damp gusset of your panties, eliciting the sweetest little whimper from you. Fuck, he’s been dreaming of that sound.

“A-a little,” you stammer breathlessly.

“And?”

He circles your heat over the fabric in wide, coaxing motions, spurred on by the way your lips part and your eyes widen. When he feels fresh pools of wetness soak your underwear at his touch, Joel grins. 

“It wasn’t as good,” you choke out. 

“As good as what, sweetheart?” 

Maybe it’s a little cruel, but his grin widens as you struggle to form the words to respond.

He moves even closer, crowding you into the back of the couch until his lips find your neck. You throw your head back and sigh as his fingers dip below the edge of your panties to properly rub at your clit. 

You’re so fucking wet. 

“As good as when you did it, Joel.”

“Yeah,” he growls, nipping lightly at you earlobe like you were something he could eat. You whine and writhe and grind into his palm and Joel wishes your date could see you now. “‘Cause you know what the real problem here is, kiddo?”

Through short, panted breaths, you tell him, No. 

“He’s just a dumb fuckin’ kid,” Joel says, voice low as he buries two fingers into your warm, dripping hole, “And you know what you need?”

He feels you shake your head, feels your pussy clench around him as he fucks you with his fingers, feels your hands gripping desperately at his shirtfront, clinging to him like you’d fall right through the earth without him there to catch you. He’s never been more certain of anything in his life than when he whispers in your ear, 

“You need a man, don’t you? You need me.” 

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