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i have the feminine urge to write a dbf!joel miller series, who wants it?

Our spot

Paring; Joel Miller x F!reader

Word Count; 2.2k

Warnings; age gap (not said how big in the story so make it your own) unprotected p in v (guys don't do this!), creampie, wet mentions, reader rides Joel, missionary, pet names (baby, etc.) kind of public sex? vaginal fingering, teasing, sappy, established relationship

A/N; this is my first smut story! Decided to post this on Joel’s and my birthday! this was a bit rushed so sorry if the ending was rushed as well. I apologize if I didn't include all warnings. I'll try to do better in the future. I'm still new to this, so please feel free to comment. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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You and Joel were having your weekly movie night. His arm was slung around your shoulder as you cuddled close to him, a small bowl of popcorn separating you two. Later in the afternoon, Joel turned his gaze to face you on the couch. "Wanna go to the beach?" he said with a slight shrug of his shoulders. You considered for a moment, but then a better idea popped into your head. "How about our spot? It could be fun."

Our spot: a beautiful waterfall hidden behind palm trees at the beach. You both loved that spot and always had picnics there. It was just gorgeous. Joel smiled and nodded, standing up from the couch and taking your hand as you gathered some blankets and snacks. It was convenient having you and Joel's spot so close to your house that it was within walking distance.

As soon as you arrived, Joel scooped you up, holding your legs around his waist. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh and press your forehead against his, kissing his nose gently. Joel let out a chuckle. After a moment, he carried you over to the pond by the waterfall. Gently, Joel sat down on the ground with you straddling his hips, letting out a small grunt. He took off his shoes and dipped his legs into the water.

When he gets comfortable, Joel starts to kiss you deeply and passionately, which catches you off guard a bit. Joel pulls away from the kiss and catches his breath, looking at you lustfully. His grip on your waist tightens as he slides his hands down to your hips. You linger by his lips and tilt your head slightly. “Why’d you stop??” you ask curiously, voice soft and lips a bit swollen from kissing. Joel smiles, his eyes half-lidded with lust and his face glowing in the moonlight. “Can we..” He trails off as he gently reaches up to caress your cheek with his thumb. You raise an eyebrow and smile at him unknowingly. “Yes?” He leans in closer to your face. Tightening his grip on your hips as his voice drops to a whisper. “Y/N, I need you,” “Here..?” You ask nervously. Once you finally realize he was being 100% serious you rolled your eyes and nodded hesitantly. “Fine, but if we get caught it’s your fault.” You say half-heartily, whispering against his lips. “Fine by me,” He says playfully and kneeds your thighs through your dress.

Joel gently lifts you off his lap, pulling the blanket out and laying it on the ground. He tries to get the blanket to feel as comfortable as possible on the hard rock floor, and then he places you down on the blanket, hovering over you. Joel places his forearms on either side of your head and leans down to kiss you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Your eyes flutter shut as you open your mouth slightly, letting his tongue tangle with your own. You wrap your legs around his hips as you kiss him deeply, Your arms wrapping around the back of his neck to pull him closer. Joel flips you over so you’re straddling his hips again, still kissing you as he does this. You feel a bulge in his pants and it instantly makes your stomach do flips. Joel snakes his hand down to the bottom of your dress, lifting it slightly and placing his palm against your underwear, which is wet from your arousal. He will smile against your lips, “All for me? M’ flattered.” Joel teases as he slips his hand under your underwear, playing with your folds gently.

He’ll slide your underwear off and place it on the blanket before guiding his fingers back to where they were. You reach your hands up and place them on his shoulders from behind, gripping them tightly. Joel smiles and presses himself closer to you, making sure there’s no space between you two as he inserts a finger inside of you slowly.

You let out a small moan, leaning down and hiding your blushing face in his neck. Your nails dig into his back which makes him wince slightly at the pain and insert another finger, making you squirm in pleasure. You moan in his ear as your breathing gets heavier. “Let me see your face..” He whispers teasingly as he twists his fingers, making you moan a bit louder in pleasure. You hesitate and lift your head, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. You gasp, your back arching against him as you moan out. “Joel, faster..” You whisper in embarrassment. Eyes fluttering shut, focusing on the pleasure. Joel kisses you deeply as he thrusts his fingers faster, curling them up to hit the spot that makes you moan the most. You cry out in pleasure against his lips and grip him tightly, your hips involuntarily moving against his fingers. Your head falls forward when you grip him tighter, your face hidden again. He groans in frustration and reaches his free hand up to pinch your chin gently, lifting your head to look at him. “Come on, you can do it..” He encourages as he sees you, a whimpering and quivering mess.

Joel scissors his fingers inside of you, stretching you out. Your whines and moans get more desperate and eager, but he knows you’re close and doesn’t stop he goes faster. He takes his hand off your chin and covers your mouth loosely, making sure you didn’t get caught. “Oh, I know..” He coos. Your eyes roll back in pleasure as you finally finish on his fingers. His smile will get wider, taking his hand off your mouth and back down to your chin. Joel removes his fingers from inside you, bringing them up to his lips and sucking on them, tasting your juices. You watch his movements carefully, tilting your head down to kiss the pad thumb. He pulls his fingers out of his mouth, staring at you with that lustful gaze again. You squirm in his lap, feeling his hardness against your now-exposed opening.

Joel lets out a chuckle before leaning down to kiss you tenderly. You hesitate when finally reaching down to unbuckle his belt. Joel opens his eyes, raising an eyebrow. He reaches his hands down around your wrist, stopping your movements. You pull away from the kiss to tilt your head curiously at him. “What’s the magic word?” He teases and laughs when you let out a groan, “Cut it out, Joel.” You mumble, trying to wiggle your hands out of his grasp. Joel tightens his grip ever so slightly. “I’m being serious, pretty girl..” Your stomach does flips at the nickname. Of course, he’s called you that before, but every time it makes you melt and he knows it. You can’t help but let out a sigh and lean in to kiss him. Your body still trembling from the pleasure seconds ago. “Please, baby..” You beg. Joel tilts his head and smirks. Letting go of your wrists and letting you undo his belt carefully, “As you wish.” He mumbles when pressing a kiss to your forehead. You undo his belt and pull down his jeans, lifting yourself slightly on your knees so you can take them off.

You feel his gaze on you when you place his jeans and belt in the pile where your underwear is. You lower yourself back down on his hips and trace his hardness with your finger, making his breath hinge as he moans. You smile warmly, innocently even, and look back into his eyes before your gaze settles on his lips. Joel groans and crashes his lips into yours, both of your eyes shutting tightly. He reaches up and kneads your breast through your dress, still kissing you with fervor. He moans lowly which sends shivers down your spine. His eyes flutter open as well as yours. You press your forehead against his, “Off.” Joel murmurs against your lips sternly. You blush wildly as you feel him practically rip off your dress, leaving you in only your bra.

The moonlight radiated against your now naked body, making your skin shimmer. You look down at him, feeling him get as hard as a rock in his boxers. It surprised you because you didn’t think he could get any harder, but he proved you wrong…. as always. A lustful smile appeared on his face as he started to take off his boxers. You look down at him in pure awe as you see his throbbing, hard member spring up from his boxers. Joel’s mouth met yours again, but this time he used a bit more force. You gasp lightly, not expecting how badly he needed this. You feel him slide his tip against your entrance, making you moan against his lips.

Joel took a deep breath and lined himself up with your entrance. "Breathe," he whispers, his voice strained with desire. "I'm going to go slow, okay? Tell me if it hurts..” You’d done this uncountable times before, but every time he made you feel safe and calm. You loved that about Joel.

You wrap your arms around the back of his neck and adjust your body over him, giving him a nod. You shudder at the feeling of his cock pressed against you. With gentle pressure, Joel began to push forward, his thick girth stretching your opening. Joel paused as he hit resistance, giving you a moment to adjust, his hands gripping your hips. "You're so tight," he grunts out with his jaw clenched, his face contorting in pleasure. You grip him tighter, feeling lightheaded from the painful stretch.

As soon as you adjust you sink on his cock fully, letting out a lewd moan against his ear, “Joel..” A guttural moan escapes him as he's fully sheathed inside you. Joel bottoms out for a moment, savoring the feeling of your tight, wet heat enveloping him. Then, he starts to move, lifting you by your hips slowly before thrusting back into the hilt. You gasp, moving your hands up to run through his hair. You tilt your head forward to bury in the crook of his neck. You move up and down on his cock, letting moans and gasp draw out longer because you know how much he likes them. Your eyes flutter open, glancing down at his arms flexing as he lifts you up and down.

Joel grunts with each upward thrust, his hand moving to the small of your back to steady you. Joel’s teeth sank into his bottom lip, feeling his climax approaching. He slid his thumb between you to rub your clit, pushing you closer toward your release. You gasp. His grip on your hips tightens as he picks up the pace, thrusting deeper and harder. Joel leans in to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, muffling your moans and whimpers. He breaks the kiss to gasp, "Come for me, Y/N...” You whine against his lips, feeling yourself get closer to cumming with each bounce and thrust. Your head tilts back and you grip him as you cum on his cock. He groans out in pleasure as your walls will clench around him, triggering his orgasm. With a few more hard, deep thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt and came inside you, filling you with his cum. You moan and tilt your head forward, panting and whimpering as you ride out your orgasm.

Joel wraps his arms around you protectively, holding you close as you both come down from your intense high. He presses soft, comforting kisses to your forehead, cheeks, and lips, murmuring soothing words as he gently rocks you. "I love you so much,” Joel mumbles as you kiss him back. “I love you so much more. Are you feeling okay?” You ask lovingly. Your eyes flutter open and you see him smiling warmly at you. When he smiles, it could light up a room, making anyone smile as well. Joel reaches up to cup your cheek, gently rubbing it with his thumb. "I’m more than okay." You smile and move your hand over his to kiss his palm. “Do you think we should head back now? It’s getting kinda late.” Joel kisses you, giving you an unspoken yes. He helps you get dressed, his eyes never leaving your shimmering skin. You blush when you feel his gaze on you. You pull on your bra and underwear, followed by your dress and shoes. “Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask sarcastically with a tilt of your head. He pulls you closer, running his large hands through your hair. "You're so beautiful." He kisses the tip of your nose before releasing you. You roll your eyes and pull him closer by his shirt, kissing him deeply. You pull away to reach for his pile of clothes, handing them to him. “You gonna get dressed?” Joel rolls his eyes at you, nodding and grabbing the clothes from you.

After getting dressed, he lifts you off your feet and hugs you. You look up at him with happiness, tilting your head slightly, and say, "I love you, Joel." "I love you more, Y/N," he replies. You gather all your things, like the blankets and snacks, before finally walking home, laughing and kissing each other along the way, like a couple of teenagers in love. As soon as you arrive home, he holds you close. You and Joel go to your room, cuddle, and fall asleep for the night.

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Late Night Visit || Joel x Reader Smut

Summary:  Joel pays you a visit late at nigh while seeking for a shelter.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 3340

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Area 4. Boston zone.

Night there was quiet and calm as much as it could be with all the soldiers patrolling the streets.

It was way past the curfew so there were two options.

One was to sit in one place like an idiot and not get spotted by the military, or second -  to find a safe place to spend the rest of the night.

Joel groaned deeply annoyed, rubbing his face. He was on his way back from another smuggler job and he was stuck. Fucking pissed, dirty, beaten up and tired. He really wasn't in a mood to deal with this now and there was still long way to his flat.

Joel thought of what to do and he got one idea -  not the best one but surely working for his favor.

So there he was, trying his best to get to one of the  buildings without getting spotted. Somehow he entered and now he stood in front of your door.

You were his old friend. He worked with you few times and apparently you liked him much enough that you offered him help whenever he will needed it. Joel looked around and hoped that whoever else lived there had a deep sleep and you aren't asleep yet. Letting out a deep sigh, he knocked at your door using his fist, just to be sure you hear him.

You were awakened by knocking to your door. Lazily, you opened eyes and yawned. Rolling on your side, you reached to a nightstand to pick a watch up. 1:17. "Fuck," you murmured unhappily, yet you got up slowly.

You had a silky, pink nightgown on, an old one actually, but the only that was still in a good state. It was maybe too loose now as you have lost a pound or two, but you still like your reflection in a mirror with this one on.

You hair, loosened, were messy, so you ran fingers through them in an attempt to brush them a little.

Hesitantly, you left bedroom, walked along the corridor and stood in front of the main door. "Who's there?," You asked, raising voice a little.

"Maybe don't raise your voice, girl. It's enough I risk my ass being here. Open the door, it's me, Joel," he muttered, looking around still being careful to not draw too much attention to both of you. "It would be nice if you hurry up, it's curfew time. Unless something has changed and I don't know."

You blinked as soon as you heard his voice. You clenched hands in fists; you felt how anger started rising within you.

After moment of hesitation, you opened the door for him, yet didn't move aside to let him in. You measured him with a cold glance. "Joel. How long has it been?"

Joel was getting more and more annoyed just by waiting for you to open the damn door. Last thing he really needed was your mood swing, but it was who you were. He already got used to it after working with you. "Long and don't give me that look. I have enough of everything and I just use the invitation you had gave me," Joel explained with a frown.

With a roll of your eyes you shifted aside, making a room for him to enter. As soon as he did step into your little flat, you made sure to lock the door with key and a little chain.

You looked at him above your shoulder; he indeed looked like an old, tired man that was overwhelmed with the world itself.

Joel nodded and walked past you to your living room. He took off his backpack and put it on the floor next to the couch.

"Sorry for coming here that late, it wasn't in my original plan. There was this or trying to get to my own flat," he muttered stretching his back. "I won't be much of a bother, I can crush on a couch and maybe use a shower."

You stopped in a threshold, leaning your side against a doorframe. "Yeah, I bet it wasn't your original plan," you said theatrically, and walked to the little kitchen to pour him a glass of whiskey. Thankfully, you had a nice magazine of those.

As you returned with a glass, you passed it to him, and took a seat in an armchair, crossing legs nicely.

"It's been half a year. Without any sign from you."

"Yeah, I planed to get home but I fucking failed due to some fucked up shit I had to stumble upon," he explained and turned to you, looking a bit suprised at the fact you offer him a drink.

Joel gladly took it and then sat down on the couch. He downed drink quickly in one big sip. It was a nice change than the simple water, apparently he needed it more than he though. "I know, been busy. You know, trying to somehow earn my living in this shithole.”

You didn't reply to his words, you simply listen to his story, nodding from time to time. "Still, you could have informed me. I was dying of stress."

Joel let out a sigh, did you try to guilt trip him or something? He wasn't really sure what you tried to achieve, he was tired. "Well, I couldn't. There was one job after another. I also never saw you bothering yourself with coming to me," he shrugged, rubbing his eyes. "Can I use the shower or not?"

"Feel free to use whatever you want," you informed him as you got up, and walked to the door. "I'll bring you a blanket and pillow. You can find a fresh towels Inna cabinet in a bathroom."

"Yea, I remember where and don't worry. I will be gone as soon as the curfew will be over. So I won't bother ya too much," Joel explained before getting up from the couch and simply walking into your bathroom.

You returned to your bedroom, initially you left the door open, just in case Joel would want a hand.

You climbed to your bed and placed head into the soft pillow.

"Oh fucking hell... This is what I needed," Joel muttered to himself at the feeling of water washing off a 4 day worth of a dirt, blood or whatever was covering him at that point.

He rested his head against the shower wall, simply enjoying the pleasant feeling. Joel made sure to check himself in case he needed to tend any wounds. As for a hit with a fucking metal baseball bat, I am surprised my ribs are still intact, he thought to himself. Only thing that kinda bothered him was a wound on his leg.

It took him half an hour to get himself to somehow permissible state. After drying himself he redressed and left the bathroom. Sitting down on the couch he started to dig through his backpack to find the aid kit to tend the wound on his leg.

You got awakened up by Joel again. It was probably caused by the fact you were having a light sleep.

Your eyes opened slowly, you rolled on the other side and looked at Joel through open door, yet you didn't get up from your bed.

Oh, how jealous you were of him. You knew you two were only colleagues but you counted for something more, and always were trying to do anything for him to notice you. He never did though, that's why you gave upon him.

Joel could feel a chills ran down his spine as he felt someone's eyes on him. It wasn't extremely unpleasant but for him it was simply unnecessary. Man looked over his shoulder right at you. "Have someone ever told you that staring is rude?," Joel asked and then turned his attention back to his leg.

"I am just checking if you don't need a hand," you replied and nuzzled to your pillow. You tried to hide the blush.

"Do I look like I need it? I'd ask for help if I would need one," Joel summed up, ribbing the bandage in half before tying around his leg and hiding the rest in his backpack.

You turned on the other side with a loud gasp. "Like you wish, Joel. Good night."

"Night," he said simply, getting comfortable on the couch. All he used was the pillow you gave him.

The anger raged within you. You couldn't believe that he has simply came to take a nap on your couch.

You grabbed your pillow and got up from bed, you walked on your tiptoes to stand right next to the couch, then you hit him with a pillow. "How could you left without a fucking word, Joel?!"

Joel nearly jumped out of his skin because of this sudden assault from your side. Probably if not the fact he knew where he was and who you were, he would punch back. For sure not with pillow.

"What the fuck, the hell is wrong with you, girl?!," He growled sitting up and turning to you.

You hit him few times with pillow. "You told me you'll come back. You never did! Only now! And only because some time ago I offered you a safe place!," You screamed at him.

He got up from the couch and stood in front of you. Joel was two if not three times your size, he was way bigger than you so disarming you wasn't much of a problem. "Seriously? Pillow? Try harder next time," he muttered and threw the pillow over his shoulder. "I told you I was busy, besides, since when you want me to be around?"

"Since the day we met, eh?," You snarled, and looked him hardly in the eyes. "You good knew that I have a feeling for you, even despite the fact you and Tess...," You gasped. "It's not important now, anymore. It's not important. I'm sorry for my outburst, it shouldn't have happened."

He looked at you with a frown, deeply confused at you confession. You had feelings for him? Was that even possible?

"No, it is important. Explain it now. What me and Tess?," Joel asked. He was curious what he will he hear from you.

You clenched palms in fists. "You and her are a thing, I'm not an idiot. You live together. You have common stuff to which you both are fully committed."

Joel chuckled and shook his head. Everything you just said was a complete nonsense.

"Listen..," he muttered and rubbed bridge of his nose. "Me and Tess, we were never a thing. Not even in the sightless degree. Sure, we worked together and she slept in my flat but that's it. Nothing more, nothing less," Joel explained.

"Yeah, yeah, if you think I'm going to believe this, you're mistaken," you told him, then went to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of whiskey, but instead of downing the glass, you downed the bottle itself.

Joel rolled his eyes and followed you. He took the bottle out of your hand and put it down on the countertop away from your reach. "And why would I lie to you, Y/N?"

"Because I'm only a colleague of yours, you don't need to tell me the truth," you shrugged.

"Oh, is that so?," He leaned on countertop, looking at you.

Joel did promise to come back to you but he indeed never did. There was few factor that made him stay away. You were younger, less experienced. That meant you deserved some as young as you, someone who isn't as broken as he is. Joel indeed cared about you but what was the point for him. “What If I tell you that you are really mistaken?"

"I don't care anymore," you grabbed the bottle he took away from you and downed it. "I don't care. Past few months have taught me that I can only count on myself, as everyone around is lying on purpose to gain something," you told him and ran fingers through your hair.

"Now I call it bullshit, Y/N. Because if you truly didn't care anymore, you wouldn't try to murder me with a pillow," Joel said crossing arms over his chest. He got a really stupid idea. "Okay, listen. I care about you, I really do... That's why I didn't come," Joel said, facepalming mentally.

You shrugged. "Good to know. After half a year," you went back to the little living room and flopped on the couch, you wiped a drop of whiskey that have left on your lips with the top of palm.

Joel rolled his eyes and joined you. "Well, you weren't much better. Just now I found out you have feelings for me because I really had no idea you were jealous of Tess," he chuckled and poked you on the ribs.

"Don't touch me," you snarled and shifted aside. "You were a dumbass then, how was it possible for you to not realize that I had a feeling for you?," You chuckled on your own words.

"Y/N. I am an old, broken smuggler," he sighed and looked at you. "You know me, you know everything. Can you blame me for this?"

"Yeah, I kinda can," you chuckled coldly and laid head on the pillow you borrowed him. "You might be old but with your age a wisdom should come along."

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Joel rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand to pull you up and onto his laps.

It was a mistake probably and it was wrong. You deserved far more than him but it wasn't a point then. He grabbed the back of your neck tightly and pulled into a kiss only to pull away as soon as he ran out of the air in his lungs. "Will this make us quit this smart talk?"

You licked you lips after the kiss he offered you.

Your heart rate increased, you were taken off your guard by his sudden movement.

Without questioning your own actions anymore, you started kissing him, while rolling your hips a little, to rub your core against his crotch.

He kissed you back, placing hand on your hip while the other moved under your silky nightgown. His rough hand caressed your soft, warm skin.

Soon you were flipped so Joel was hovering over you. His kisses moved down to your neck and even lower, he quickly found himself between your legs.

Joel looked up at you, checking if you didn't change your mind.

You tried to rub thighs together while moaning quietly for him. "And don't try to tell me that you didn't want this before," you whispers and bit your lower lip, observing man's movements. "I've dreamt of it."

Placing your legs on his shoulders Joel moved nightgown up, exposing your belly.

"Well, I can see that just by the fact you're wet already," he hummed before giving your pussy a one big lick, after this he wrapped his lips around your clitoris.

Joel played with your bundle of nerves and soon his thick fingers started to slowly slip inside of you.

You grabbed one of his hands and placed it on your boob. "That's it, handsome. Just keep going," you praised softly and tangled your fingers with his hair.

You rolled hips gently to get a little more friction.

Despite the fact you didn't want to manifest it, he was right; you became wet as soon as you've seen him at your door.

He smiled against your flesh, his fingers slipped inside of you. They moved in fast pace, curling inside of your from time to time while his lips never left your clit. "Come on, princess. Don't hold it back, I know you want go cum."

"I... Want... To... Cum... Around your... Cock," you gasped and cupped his face with both of your hands, rolling hips faster, fucking yourself against his bearded face.

Joel continued to eat you out until he decided it was enough. He moved away only to sit up and removed his shirt along with his pants, he pushed them down enough to free his cock. There was no time for playing around. Joel grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. He took his cock and teased your clit with it. "Are ya still sure about it?"

"Yeah," you murmured, biting your lower lip. You traced your hand right between your thighs to rub your pussy. You were soaking wet, indeed.

"But hands we keep up here," he said and grabbed both of your hand, Joel moved them over your head and kept them there using one of his hands.

He lowered himself and kissed you, pushing his cock deep inside of you without any warning. Joel started to fuck you hard and deep.

You ached your back and wrapped legs around his hips, you did it to deepen his pushes.

His cock stretched you nicely, and you moaned lowly, gasping a little when his tip hit the back of your pussy.

He moved faster, thrusting deeper and deeper with every move. Joel groaned lowly at the nice feeling of your warm walls squeezing his hard cock.

"You like it, huh? Is this what you wanted?," He snarled and his free hand moved between your bodies to pinch your clit before rubbing it in a slow circles.

You closed your eyes, and parted lips, a moan escaped them, and you rolled your hips a little more for Joel.

Joel hummed satisfied, looking down on you. You looked so beautiful, just a whimpering mess under him, just because of him.

He released your hands so he could wrap this arm around your waist to deepen the thrusts as much as possible, Joel moved down to place few kisses and bites on your neck.

Your hands rapidly went to scratch his back where you scratched a little. You loved the way he was hovering over your figure, you felt secured, in his arms you felt like in home.

You let him do whatever he wanted, you felt how desperate he was for your touch as well, but you knew he would never admit it

He hummed nuzzling to your neck, placing few more kisses there. Oh, how he loved the feeling of your small fragile body trapped right under him.

"Come on, princess. I know you want to cum, I can feel it," Joel purred deeply right into your ear.

You nuzzled to his bare, naked chest. You trailed your lips along every scar on his body, you moaned in a rhythm of his thrusts.

But when your climax has came, you remained silent. Only a little gasp of yours and tightening grasp of your legs wrapped around Joel's hips determined the moment you've reached your peak.

Joel gave you few harder thrusts before cumming deep inside of you. "Fuck," he growled and nuzzled to your neck with a happy hum.

He stayed motionless for a moment, trying the gain back the control on his own breath. Suddenly, Joel chuckled, kissing your neck and cheek. "Honestly? I expected more sound from you, princess."

You gasped and blushed oh so hardly, you didn't expect him to be so open. "Joel," you gasped. You blushed harder when you felt how your mixed cums dripped down your thighs when he slipped out of your core.

He hummed and gave one one more teasing thrust before moving up to look at you. "What is it, princess?"

"Don't go... Please, Joel, don't go... Don't leave me... I won't survive..."

He hushed you, pulling out slowly and laying both of you in comfortable position on the small couch. "I ain't going anywhere. Now, try to get some rest, okay?," Joel whispered, kissing your forehead.

"And when I wake up, you'll be still here?," You asked, letting your eyes closed.

"Yeah, I promise. Cross on my heart," he said hugging you tight.

You quickly drifted into sleep, being flanked by a firm grasp of the arms you loved the most.

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