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#gotta let go; but i can't ( joel + honey)
toxicanonymity · 10 months
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i had dream about this lol. reader is naive/innocent/virgin, they know about sex but not much about masturbation. reader tells joel that they’ve been having this problem at night (usually) where they get all hot and achey down there. joel’s like well i know a way you can fix that feeling!! hopefully this isn’t too outrageous, i just love perv!joel lololll
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900 / Joel x virgin!Reader / joel master
✨ prequel: fires | sequel: thoughts
WARNINGS: I8+ mdni, big girthy age gap (20/50s) only one sleeping bag. fingering, grinding. mention of Joel being a girl dad.
You can't sleep.  You scoot your lower body forward and away from Joel's crotch.  
"You okay, sweetie?" 
Not really, but you don't know how to talk to him about it.  You’ve been sharing a sleeping bag with Joel ever since yours was lost in a scuffle.  Joel's is big enough for both of you, but barely.  You’re settled in against him with your head on his bicep trying to get to sleep, but he was poking into you again, and it makes you ache.  The feeling between your legs is so distracting, so overwhelming you can't sleep.  
It seizes you and won’t let you relax, but you don’t know what to do about it.  You’re a grown woman, of course you’ve tingled before, felt the warmth between your legs, thought about sex, hoped to have it one day.  But this aching, throbbing feeling worries you.  It’s so beyond anything you’ve ever felt before.  It's extreme and sometimes it hurts. You worry something has happened to you from sleeping so rough, not having the right products people used to have for their periods.
The feeling is at its worst when his dick gets hard and presses up against you.  That makes you suspect it's sexual. But you never learned how to get yourself off, and it's too late now.
"Um, yeah," you whisper. "I'm okay."
You squirm uncomfortably and dig a hand between your legs just to stay there.  
"What's wrong honey?" 
You sigh. "I just feel funny, that's all. You can't help. It's girl stuff."
"Now, hold on. Gimme some credit. I was a girl dad remember?  You havin' cramps?"  He gently rubs your lower belly, making the throbbing between your legs even worse.  
"No, not like that," you groan.  
He lifts his head up and gets more serious. "What's goin' on, sweetie? Where's it hurt?" 
Your face burns as you start to try to tell him. "In the front between my legs." 
His breath hitches.  "What's it feel like?" 
"It just aches and tingles and feels like a lot of pressure." 
He inhales deeply. "Anything else that goes with it?"
"I get wet," you say. "But I don't think it's like normal. This is really a lot, and I'm afraid something's wrong." 
He's quiet for a moment. "Nothin's wrong with you, baby," he murmurs. "Imma try somethin', okay? Tell me if this makes it worse or better."
"Okay." You're desperate.  Plus, you've been traveling with him for weeks and you're past the point of modesty.
He nestles in behind you and grinds his hard cock into your ass. "Worse or better?" 
"Worse, worse." 
"Okay, now we know what the problem is. It's just tension, baby. Built up pressure. Your body's reactin' to mine."
"Okay. . ."
"Just gotta relieve that pressure. It's okay, we all do it. I can give ya some space if ya want" 
Your heart rate speeds up.  He must assume you know how. "I don't do that," you whisper. 
"Ya gotta. Not gonna go away on its own, sweetie."
"I never figured out how. maybe something's wrong with me"
"Nothin's wrong with ya sweetie." He's quiet for a moment then he strokes your abdomen reassuringly. His hand finds yours between your legs. "Want some help?" He asks. 
"Um, alright." 
You move your hand out of the way and Joel's replaces it, first feeling you over your underwear. He whistles silently when he feels how wet you are. Then he slides his hand into your waistband.  "This okay?"
"Yeah." 
He backs up and urges you to lie down flat on your back.  His hand wedges between your thighs and you move them apart, making space. He watches you watch his hand. He bypasses your clit to wetten his fingers with your arousal. "This okay?" He asks and you nod. 
His middle finger prods at your entrance "can I go in?"  You nod again. 
He scoots up and presses his hard cock into your hip as he swirls his finger, then inserts it to the first knuckle and your mouth falls open with the intrusion. "Real tight," he mutters. 
"What's that mean?"
"Nothin', baby."
He proceeds to insert his whole finger, then adds another.  He slides his fingers through your folds then finds your clit and begins to rub wet circles. "Tell me when it feels right," he says. 
He tries a few angles, speeds, and techniques until one really hits the spot and you say "that."
"Good girl." 
He rubs you just how you like. "Now if you wanna touch your nipple or somethin', sometimes that helps, too." 
You slide a hand under your shirt and lightly caress your breast. You feel your lower belly heating up, you're getting more tense but also feeling so good with his hand between your legs.  He grinds himself into you as he fingers you and watches your spine begin to arch. 
"Come on, sweetie. Let it happen."
You whine from the pressure. "Joel, I - I don't know how"
"Sure ya do, baby just let go, let it happen," his voice is soothing and low. 
You whine again and pinch your eyes shut. 
"I know baby, you're almost there;" 
A few more strokes and you see stars.  You ride massive waves of pleasure and relief. It feels so good you cry. 
"Shhh, it's okay, baby. I got you."  He caresses your face. "You're okay, I got you, sweetie." He presses a kiss to your temple.
SEQUEL: Thoughts
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rosepascal · 2 months
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Hustle || Joel Miller x Reader
Summary: Joel Miller is a great pool player but he's got a weakness, he's a man. Which makes him the perfect target. But lets just say Joel doesn't take kindly to being hustled.
Warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI, fem!reader, rough sex, bathroom bar sex, fingering, spanking, dirty talk, Joel is a little mean, degradation, mirror sex, light choking, brat taming, creampie, unprotected sex but readers on the pill.
A/n: I finally got actual motivation to write Joel smut so i hope u enjoy <33 Reader is a pool shark and idk why but the idea of joel playing pool is so hot.
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Joel Miller doesn't lose. Especially at pool. His dad taught him at an early age how to play and he would spend hours playing against Tommy in the garage. Once Tommy got sick of losing he ended up playing with friends.
Making a few bets and cleaned them out and continued in college. He doesn't play as much anymore but the skills never went away. He's confident, maybe a little cocky but he's got history to back it up. So when he has a pretty girl batting her eyes and asking him shyly for help, well he couldn't say no now could he.
You spotted him the moment you walked into the bar. He stood with confidence, drinking straight whiskey and barely saying a word as he played. You watched him for a while. He was good, but you're better. You watched as he sunk the 8 ball and smirked as his opponent handed him a fifty. Guys like him were the perfect target.
Put on a cute face, pretend to be bad and in desperate need of a mans help, then milk him for all he's got in his wallet. Flirting with him will be easy, he was undeniably sexy. The way his arms bulged out of his shirt, and that scruff, and fuck those hands.
You walk over to his now empty table, pulling down your dress a little lower and putting on your best innocent look. He watches as you walk over to him, a pretty thing looking out of place in this shitty bar like this.
"You're really good," You rest your hand on his arm and smile.
"Do you think you could show me how to play? I've always wanted to learn." Joel's eyes wander down and he smirks. You've got him hooked.
"Course I can sugar. Name's Joel." Joel downs his drink and gestures for you to play.
You put on a fake frown and bend over the table right next to Joel. Holding the cue stick wrong and aiming to the wrong spot you pull it back and miss wildly. Huffing you turn back to Joel who was shamelessly staring at your ass.
"See." Joel chuckles and walks over to you.
"Gotta hold it like this." You bend over and shake your ass a little to "reposition" as Joel grabs your hips.
"That's good, now hold it like this." He leans over you, wrapping his arms around you to help your grip. You pull back the stick and hit the ball.
"I did it!" You cheer. You lean back against him. You bite your lip when you feel his hard cock rubbing against your ass. His arms rub up and down yours.
"Good girl." Joel isn't like the other guys you've met before. His touch doesn't make you want to vomit, he's hot, and you have to admit that the flirting isn't all fake. After a few more shots and asking him to explain the rules, you offer to play a game.
"You sure?" Joel asks.
"Please? I think I'm really getting the hang of it. We can even put money on it, say 15 bucks?" Joel feels bad knowing it's not going to end well for you but he can't say no when you're pleading so sweet.
"Alright then, ladies first." You lean over the table and take your shot. As he expected Joel won pretty handily. He laughs as you pout and hand over the money.
"You did good honey,"
"How about another one?" You ask and he shakes his head.
"Just one more, we can up the stakes too." You place your hand on his chest.
"Say a hundred?"
"That's quite a jump." He crosses his arms and your eyes flick down to his forearms for just a moment.
"You scared Joel?" You ask teasingly.
"Alright honey, if that's what you want." He leans closer to you, pushing you gently against the table and tilts your chin to meet his eyes.
"You can go first." Joel smirks and takes his shot.
The balls scatter across the table. He gestures for you to go and you smile at him sweetly. Leaning over the table you sink a ball into a pocket with expert aim.
"Lucky shot I guess."
As the game goes on Joel's smile disappears. You are much better than you let on and as you sink yet another ball, he realizes he's getting played. You drop the innocent act when Joel manages to sink two balls in a row.
"Nice shot." He's face remains stoic as you play, his gaze makes you shiver. Soon it's down to the 8 ball for you. You call the back right pocket and take your shot. When it rolls in and falls into the hole you stand up and smile.
"Good game Joel," Joel stays quiet.
He's been hustled. He fell for your sweet talking and innocent act and now he's out 100 dollars. To be honest he's impressed. You got skill for sure. But Joel doesn't like being hustled. To him, you need to be taught a little respect.
At first you're nervous he's angry, some guys do not react well to losing. But then he smirks. He takes out his wallet and hands you a hundred.
"Good game sweetheart I'm impressed. Now tell me," He walks closer to you, leaning over until his lips are right next to your ear.
"You always been such a slut?" You know you should be offended but the way he whispers in your ear, it makes your thighs clench together.
"I'm not a slut, you're just a loser." You bite back. He chuckles and places his hand on your back.
"No? Tellin' me you don't go to bars, dressing like a slut and flirting with any man who'll give you the time of day?" You rest your hands on his chest and run them up and down. His chest is firm but he's got a tummy, fuck you wonder what he looks like without his shirt.
"Sounds to me like you're ego is a little bruised, I'm not surprised. Guys like you have such a big ego and..." Your eyes flick down to his crotch for a moment before looking back to him. "So little to back it up." You fake pout and run your finger down your face to mimic a tear.
"Oh honey, I'm not little." He growls. How bout we play another, double or nothing." You smirk and push him away gently. He walks back and notices the glint of lust in your eyes.
"Bring it."
Now the two of you were really playing, both of you focused on beating the other. It felt intense, especially when Joel insisted on staring you down as you took your shots. He's proving to be the most interesting man you've ever played. You watch his hands as they wrap around the cue stick. His fingers are so big. His muscles bulge in his shirt as he lines up his shot and he doesn't realize it but when he licks his lips as he thinks is so fucking hot.
Still, you're determined to win. The game goes on until its down to just the 8 ball for the both of you. You call the center pocket and take your shot. You silently curse as you hit the cue ball in the wrong spot. You watch as the 8 ball misses and you curse. The cue ball rolls and rolls and you watch it fall into the center pocket. With a groan you realize that Joel has won over a stupid mistake. You pull out the money and hold it out for him to take. He pushes your hand away and presses your hips against the table.
"Don't care about the money, I have something much more interesting in mind." His hands grab your waist and pull you into him. You whimper as he grinds his hips slowly against you. He really isn't little.
"You can walk out that door right now, keep the money I don't give a shit. Or you can get taught some fucking respect." He's giving you an out. He watches your face for any signs of uncertainty but you show none. You stuff the money in your bra and smile.
"I think you're all talk." You pull on his shirt until your faces are centimeters away.
Your lips ghost his jaw, nipping lightly as he closes his eyes and groans. He grabs your wrist and pulls you away from the table and to the dark dingy bathrooms. He opens it and shoves you in. Locking it behind him.
"Last change honey," You bunch up your dress and pull down your panties, kicking them over to Joel who catches them. A dark look in his eyes.
"Turn around and bend over the sink, now." He commands. You do as he says but not without a little teasing. Shaking your ass at him. He stuffs your panties in his pocket and stalks over to you.
"Brats like you need to be taught a lesson." He pushes up your dress and grabs your ass.
"So you're an ass-" Your snarky comment is cut off by a sharp slap to your ass. You squeak as Joel spanks you. He sees your shocked look in the mirror and laughs.
"No ones ever put you in your place before have they?" You moan when he slaps your ass again, and again, and again. It hurts so fucking good. He doesn't hold back and you love every second of it. He shoves his fingers in between your legs, groaning at how wet you've become.
"Not a slut my ass." He mumbles as he slides two fingers deep inside of you. You whine as he fucks his fingers roughly, curling them so they hit the right spot.
"You like getting put in your place huh? Your greedy pussy is just sucking them right in."
"Oh fuck Joel, feels so good." You arch your back in pleasure, purring in delight at his dirty words.
"Say it," He grabs your throat and pulls you against his chest. Just enough pressure to make your head feel fuzzy.
"I-fuck, I'm a slut." He grins and presses his lips to your shoulder, your dress strap is sliding off your shoulder and Joel kisses where it was.
"So fucking hot," He groans. His fingers are unrelenting, you cry out as his thumb brushes your clit. The combination of his fingers and his thumb are too much for you to handle. He refuses to let up. Taking pleasure in every little sound that comes out of your mouth. The wild look in your eyes as he brings you to the edge.
"Be a good girl for once in your fuckin' life." If it wasn't for his grip on you, you'd be melting into a puddle right before him. Your legs shake violently as you come hard on his fingers. Your cunt clenches around them as Joel continues to fuck you.
"That's it," He gently lets go of your throat and you collapse onto the counter. Pleasure lingers as you catch your breath, your chest heaving up and down. You hear the sounds of a belt buckle and you see Joel drop his pants. He's stroking his cock slowly.
"I'm on the pill." You blurt out. Joel looks surprised but happy. Getting to fuck you raw is a dream come true.
"Keep your eyes on the mirror." You nod your head and turn your head back to the mirror. He pushes his cock through your thighs, getting it wet before he notches it at your cunt.
"Breathe honey," Your mouth hangs open as he slides in slowly.
"So tight." He huffs. He's so fucking big, it's like his splitting you open. He doesn't stop, he just keeps on going and going and it's taking your breath away.
"Feel good?" Joel taunts. He waits for a response but you're too focused on his cock inside of you to even hear what he said. Joel leans over you, pressing his chest into your back and wrapping his hand around your throat.
"Is a fat cock all it takes to shut you up?" He taps your cheek gently.
"Shut up and fuck me." You murmur.
"As you wish honey." He pulls back before slamming in.
He holds you in place as he plows into you. His cock etching its place in your cunt, claiming you as his with every thrust. You stare lazily into the mirror, you body still hasn't recovered from earlier and Joel isn't giving you any mercy. His brows are furrowed in an intense concentration as he pounds into you, using you like a toy.
"You're suckin' me in sweetheart, tell me do you like getting used like this?" Joel teases.
"I think you do, I think you fuck around with guys and hope one of them will finally put you in your place." He bucks his hips particularly hard which makes you groan.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of you. Stick a cock in you whenever you want." He lets go of you and stands up, pushing your shoulders into the counter as his thrusts become sloppier. He begins to lose focus, you just feels so good, so wet, so tight. Just begging to be filled up with his cum.
"Can I come in you, please-fuck." Joel begs. The thought of you dripping with his cum is too much for him to take.
"Yes! Please fuck I want it so bad." You wail as he grabs your hips and pulls you back onto him, fucking you wildly.
"Yes yes." Joel chants as he slams his cock deep inside of you, spilling into you with a tired sigh. He grabs your waist and helps you turn and sit on the counter so you can catch your breath.
"Fuck." You breathe as you pull your dress down.
"You finally learn some manners." Joel walks in between your legs, rubbing your thighs softly.
"I don't know, might need another lesson."
"I think I can do that, how about this friday." Joel asks.
"Pick me up at 7pm." You tell him. Joel smirks and lightly slaps your thigh.
"Oh and I'll take this back." He reaches into your bra and takes the hundred.
"Can I have those back?" You point to your panties hanging out of his pocket. Joel looks down at them and smirks.
"Lets play for it." Smiling you hop off the counter and head for the door.
"You're on."
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average-dilf-enjoyer · 6 months
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KINKTOBER
Day 5: Virginity + Joel Miller (The Last of Us)
Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 2.7K
Warnings: Oral (f receiving), PIV sex, fingering, lots of pet names, insecure reader, pre-outbreak Joel
A/N: Sorry I've been late with writing! I had really busy few days. When I get the time I'm gonna do multiple fics in one day over a couple of days to catch up, just bear with me for a week or so while I get back on schedule
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You didn’t know what the hell you were thinking, letting Joel take you to his place. It was a terrible idea, really. Because you knew you wouldn't be able to stop once you started.
But you let him drag you inside anyways. You let him push you up against the door and kiss you hard and deep, and you nodded when he pulled away to whisper, "Is this okay?" because as much as it terrified you, you fucking needed Joel Miller.
You also didn't protest when Joel brought you to his bedroom, laying you down on his sheets and kissing you over and over again.
"Joel," you whispered against his lips, trying to get his attention. He didn't answer, just kept pressing kisses to your lips. "Joel," you mumbled again. Another kiss. You pressed your hands into his chest, pushing him off you. "Joel."
"Yeah, baby?" he cooed, cupping your face in his hand and swiping his thumb tenderly across your cheekbone.
"I need to tell you something, but you gotta promise not to laugh," you muttered nervously. What if he thought you were weird?
"Can't promise that if I don't know what it is," he said, that gorgeous smile of his on full display. "But I'll try my best, honey." He leaned down to press a gentle kiss to the space below your ear. "What's on your mind?"
"Um..." Stupid. It was fucking stupid. Twenty-six years old, and you were still a virgin. The whole thing was so dumb. You'd had boyfriends before Joel, and you easily could have lost your virginity to any of them, but you didn't want to. You were scared, to be honest. Not to say that you weren't still fucking terrified, but you had a feeling Joel would be good to you. "I... damn it."
"Take your time, honey..." Joel murmured, lightly kissing at your neck and rubbing your sides in a soothing motion.
You took a deep breath, steeling yourself, and then blurted it out before you could think about it any more. "I'm a virgin."
Joel immediately lifted his head to look you in the eyes. He could see the fear in them, and he wanted nothing more than to get rid of it. "Oh, honey," he sighed. "You should've told me sooner, I would've taken things slower. We can stop if you want. Don't gotta go any further if you ain't ready."
"No, no, I want to," you assured him. You really did, as much as it scared you. If anyone was going to take your virginity, you wanted it to be Joel.
"You sure, darlin'?" he asked, concerned. "We don't need to do anything toni-"
You cut him off with a kiss. "I want it. I want you," you whispered. "Please, Joel."
Joel groaned, kissing your jaw. "Fuck, honey. Gonna be the death of me, I swear." His hands moved to the hem of your shirt. "Can I take this off?"
You nodded. "Yeah." You'd never done this before, let a man see you like this. And even though you wanted Joel to see, you were still nervous. Insecurity flooded you, suddenly all too aware of each of your flaws.
Joel seemed to sense your nervousness, because he stopped. "You alright there, honey?"
You sighed. "Yeah, just... never done this before, y'know?"
Joel nodded. "You don't gotta be nervous, I gotcha. You just relax."
"Okay," you mumbled. You had to remind yourself that this was Joel. The man that didn't kiss you on the first date out of respect. The man who made time for you even if he had a long day at work. The man who told you how beautiful you were every time he saw you.
"Okay," Joel agreed with a soft smile. "You wanna leave the shirt on, then? Don't gotta show me, but let me tell ya sugar, I'd fuckin' love to see what's hidin' under it."
You shook your head. "No, you- you can, I want you to.”
“Alright. Tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything I do, okay?” he asked as his fingers began pulling your shirt up your lower stomach.
“I will,” you breathed, lifting your arms to help him slide the shirt over your head.
“Good girl,” Joel cooed, his hands moving to your now bare torso, rubbing his hands along the skin. “Shit, you’re gorgeous, honey.”
“Joel…” you giggled, squirming as his hands brushed along your sensitive skin. “That tickles.”
“Oh yeah?” he growled playfully, his hands purposefully tickling you now.
You laughed and smacked his hands away. “Joel!”
“Alright, I’ll stop. But only ‘cause I like ya,” he joked, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Can I take off your bra? Wanna see your beautiful tits.”
“You haven’t seen them yet, how do you know they’re beautiful?” you quipped.
“Because every part of you is beautiful, baby,” Joel whispered, and you just about melted on the spot. He was so sweet, so gentle, so Joel, and you could barely handle it.
“Honey…” you breathed. “Please. I want you to see me. I trust you.” And you did. You trusted him more than you had ever trusted any other man. You trusted him with this precious part of yourself nobody else had ever had the privilege of seeing before. You trusted him to take your virginity.
“I told you, I gotcha. You don’t gotta worry about a thing when you’re in my bed, you got that?” Joel said as he unclasped your bra, gently sliding it off your arms and discarding it on the floor with your shirt.
“I know,” you agreed with a nod of your head. “You got me.”
“Oh, sweetheart…” Joel breathed, completely in awe of you. “So fuckin’ perfect. I don’t deserve ya, I really don’t.”
You giggled. “Are you kidding? I don’t deserve you. You’re the sweetest man I’ve ever met.”
“Darlin’ you deserve every good thing in this world and then some,” Joel sighed, his hands moving to rest just below your breasts. “Can I..?”
You nodded eagerly. “Yes.” You had never wanted so badly for a man to touch you until now. You felt like you would explode if you had to wait even another minute.
His hands gently, tentatively rested over your breasts, his thumbs swiping over your hardened nipples. “So soft…” he murmured, lightly squeezing them. He smiled when you sucked in a sharp breath. “Doin’ okay?”
“Yeah, yeah. Feels good.” He was so gentle with you, soft and sweet as his hands kneaded at your chest. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he assured you, moving to kiss at your shoulder. “‘M gonna try somethin’, tell me if it feels good.”
“Okay,” you breathed, waiting for whatever he was planning for you with bated breath. You couldn’t imagine that whatever he was about to do wouldn’t feel good. You were quickly proven right when Joel took one of your nipples between his fingers and lightly pinched it. “Oh, fuck-“
“Good?” He mumbled, his mouth never leaving your skin.
“Very. Do it again,” you insisted, and he huffed a laugh against your shoulder.
“As you wish, darlin’.” One of his hands continued to play with your nipple while the other drifted from your breast to your hip, holding you to him while he toyed with you.
“Shit,” you panted, tingles of pleasure coursing through you. “Joel, oh my God.”
“I had a feelin’ you’d like that,” he whispered, his kisses moving from your shoulder, down, down-
“Fuck!” you yelped when he pulled your other breast into his mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive skin. “Feels so good, Joel, don’t stop,” you begged, running one hand through his hair while the other grasped at the bedsheets.
And he didn’t. He sucked and licked and touched and didn’t stop for one moment, playing with your body and pulling sounds you didn’t even know you could make from your mouth.
"Wanna see what's under these jeans,” he begged, and you took his hand and guided it to the waistband of your pants.
“Please,” you whispered, sounding almost embarrassingly needy, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to worry about that when he was touching you like this.
His hands eagerly pulled at the waistband of your jeans, tugging them down along with your panties. He had to have you, he couldn’t fucking wait any longer. “Fuuuck…” he groaned, his eyes drinking you in as you laid completely bare under him. “Gotta taste you, baby. Will ya let me? Let me lick your pretty pussy till you’re comin’ on my face?”
You swore you nearly came right then. “Yes, fuck, whatever you want, honey,” you panted as he kissed down your body, stopping just below your belly button.
“You sure?” he rasped against your skin. One last chance to back out.
“Yes. I need you, please, Joel.” You were desperate, clenching around nothing.
He positioned himself right between your legs, looking directly at your bare heat. "Y'know, I think it's kinda hot that you're a virgin, if ya don't mind me sayin'," Joel mused as his hands grasped your hips, tugging you closer.
"Why?" How could he possibly find that attractive? A whole-ass adult woman who's never been laid? What was hot about that?
"Because, darlin', I get to be the first one to see how beautiful you look when you come, and I get to be the first to touch this pretty pussy," Joel explained, kissing your inner thighs. "Pretty goddamn special, bein' a woman's first."
"Oh," you breathed, lost for words.
"Yeah," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your clit.
You gasped, bucking into his touch. “Oh my God,” you whined.
Hearing you whimper like that, Joel had to restrain himself from completely devouring you. ‘Go slow,’ he reminded himself as he licked a stripe up your slit. “Taste like fuckin’ candy, sweetheart,” he groaned, kitten licking at your clit.
You fisted your hand in his hair, lightly tugging on it, and he let out a low grumble of approval. Of course he liked getting his hair pulled.
“Just like that, fuck,” you moaned as he circled your clit with his tongue.
He continued like that, driving you closer to the brink of ecstasy with each passing moment. He ate you like a man starved, his eyes never leaving you as he took in your reactions to what he was doing, learning what you liked best.
"F-fingers. Please," you whimpered, and he obliged without hesitation, sliding his middle finger into you.
His ring finger followed not long after, pumping in and out of you. Oh God, his fingers were so much longer, so much thicker than yours. He started slow as he let you get used to the feeling, but he quickly sped up, relishing in your moans as he crooked his fingers into you, hitting that spot that had you seeing stars.
"J-Joel, I'm gonna come," you managed to get out between pants, the feeling of his tongue on your clit and his fingers inside you overwhelming in the best way possible.
"Go ahead, honey, I wanna feel it," he groaned, his movements not letting up for even a moment as he brought you closer and closer to your release.
A moment later he had you coming on his tongue just he had promised, licking up your release as your thighs trembled around his head. “Holy shit,” you gasped, affectionately running your hand through his hair as he finally took his mouth off your pussy, instead settling for kissing your inner thighs as you came down from your high.
“Good?” he asked with a knowing smirk.
“Amazing,” you corrected him as you bent forward to kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue. You moaned softly into his mouth as he laid you back, once again climbing on top of you.
"Good to hear," he said gently, running his hand down your body from your chest to your pussy, running a finger through your slick folds. "You gonna let me fuck ya, honey?"
"Yeah." You couldn't wait any longer, any fear you might have felt overwhelmed by lust and need.
He nodded, grabbing a condom from his bedside drawer and sliding it over himself. “Okay. You tell me if you need me to stop, you got it?"
"I know. Just... please, Joel."
And, well, how could he resist that?
"Gonna go nice and slow, alright pretty girl?" he mumbled as he lined himself up with your entrance. "Don't wanna hurt you."
"You won't," you assured him, leaning up to kiss him.
He kissed you back sweetly, gently grasping your hips for leverage and slowly pushing the tip of him into you.
You whimpered against his lips at the burn of him stretching you open in a way you never had been before.
"I know, baby," he whispered, peppering your face with kisses. "You're doin' good. Doin' so good, honey."
"Ow," you hissed as he pushed deeper, ever so slowly.
"Need me to stop?" he asked, his eyes not leaving yours as he gauged your response.
You shook your head. "No, just... keep going slow."
“Okay.”
After a minute of pushing slightly into you, stopping when you dared make a noise to check that you were still doing okay, and then moving a little more, he was finally fully sheathed within you. And it felt fucking incredible.
“Oh, Joel…” you moaned. You felt full in a way you never had before, feeling like you could barely breathe as you adjusted to Joel’s cock inside you.
“Pretty girl…” he whispered, brushing his hand across your cheek. “You feel so good. Fit me like a goddamn glove.”
You giggled and leaned up to kiss him, running a hand through his hair. “Move,” you insisted, needing more of him.
He only hummed in response, his lips staying latched onto yours as he pulled out almost entirely and slowly pushed back into you. He just repeated that for a while, letting you get used to it all, and eventually the burn faded. You bucked your hips forward. “More, Joel.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he mumbled, his thrusts picking up speed as he pulled away from your lips to look you in the eyes.
“Baby,” he gasped, his brows furrowing in concentration. “Tell me, s’it feel good? Am I makin’ my girl feel good?”
“Yes, fuck, don’t stop.”
“I won’t, sugar,” he grunted, pressing deep into you and slowing his pace to a roll of his hips, and it had you seeing stars. “Won’t stop until you’re comin’ all over me.”
Joel held true to his word, never letting up as you writhed and whimpered under him, that familiar knot of pleasure building inside you.
“Joel- fuck, need your fingers.” You were so close. His fingers on your clit would have you coming undone around him in seconds.
He answered with a low groan, his hand reaching down to rub tight circles onto your clit.
“Oh, fuck!” You were nearly shouting now, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Your head fell to the side, your eyes fluttering shut.
“Shit, you’re squeezin’ me, honey. You gonna come?”
You nodded eagerly, grasping at his shoulders.
“Look at me, wanna see that pretty face when ya come,” Joel cooed, cupping your face in his hand.
You met his desperate, hungry gaze and that was all you needed to fall over the edge, moaning his name as pleasure overcame you.
He fucked you through it until he couldn’t anymore, seating himself deep inside you as he came a moment later.
You gazed at each other silently as you came down from your highs, sweaty and sated. You stayed like that for a moment before he pulled out of you, discarding the condom in the garbage.
“How’re you feelin’ sweet girl?” Joel finally asked.
“Incredible,” you sighed, your body relaxing into the mattress.
Joel crawled back into bed, leaning in to kiss you. “Glad it was good for you.”
“Of course it was good,” you whispered, running a hand along his chest. “And for the record, you’re amazing at oral,” you added.
He chuckled. “Why, thank you, sugar.”
You were asleep not ten minutes later, and as Joel looked down at your sleeping figure, he felt peace for the first time in years.
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livyjh · 9 months
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Co-written with @fhatbhabie
No-outbreak!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader
Rating: EXPLICIT 18+
Word count: 3k
Summary: you get your nails done and Joel can barely keep his hands off of you.
Warnings: smut!!!!, scratching, lingerie, breeding kink if you squint, daddy kink
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It was a beautiful morning in Austin, Texas. You woke up to the warm sun shining through your curtains warming up your shared bedroom with Joel's arm laid across your tummy. You slowly slip out of bed careful not to wake him and made you way downstairs to find a snoring Tommy on the couch. You walked into the kitchen and started making breakfast causing the whole house to wake up.
“Shit…” Tommy grumbled as he rubbed his eyes walking into the kitchen. “Smells good.”
“And someone smells hungover. How much did you drink?”
“Don't ask…” he mumbled as he grabbed a gatorade from the fridge.
“Good morning everyone” Sarah said as she walked in smiling.
“Morning honey.” you said smiling at her handing her a plate of food. “Your dad still sleeping?”
“Yeah heard him snoring.” she chuckled.
You walked to the bottom of the steps and yelled out “Joel wake up you're gonna be late!!”
“Oh Y/N we're still on for today right?” Sarah asked.
“Of course I only work half a day so I'll come pick you up around your lunch time. Sound good?”
“What are you two up to?” Joel said as he walked into the kitchen.
“We're having a girls day.” Sarah said smiling at Joel.
“Girls day huh? Sounds like fun.”
“Yep gotta get Sarah's formal dress too.” you said as you gave Sarah a wink.
“I never said she could go.” Joel mumbled into his cup of coffee.
“Dad.” Sarah whined. “Everyone's going. Please?” she pouts.
“No Sarah. Dances have boys and you, my girl, are not allowed near boys.”
“Y/N?” she looked at you with her big brown eyes. Your one weakness you had with that girl.
“Joel honey… It's a big deal for girls her age. Plus she's going with a group of girlfriends who I have all met and I talked to their mothers too. They're all good people.”
He let out a sigh and laughed. “Fine you can go. But I am picking you up at 11 sharp.”
Sarah squealed and hugged Joel. “Thank you dad I love you!”
“Everyone loves dad when he says yes.” Joel mumbled.
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After work you picked up Sarah as promised and took her to the mall. She found a dress she absolutely loved for her formal along with a pair of sparkly wedges. After the mall you took her to the nail salon for her to get her hands and feet done and of course you decided to get your hands and feet done too. She went with a light purple on her nails that matched perfectly with her dress and you went with a bright cherry red, Joel's favorite color on you, to match the little gift you got for yourself. (Well it's more for Joel than it is for you.)
“Thanks Y/N.” Sarah said smiling as you walked into the house. “I've always wanted to do all this girl stuff but it’s kinda weird when it's with dad.”
“You're so welcome honey. I can't remember the last time I did all this girl stuff.” you laughed.
“There's my girls.” Joel said making his way to the living room. “How was it?”
“Dad it was amazing! We got my dress with the cutest shoes and look!” she wiggled her fingers in his face.
“Wow they look really pretty baby girl.” He said smiling. “Why don't you go put your dress up and I can take you girls out to dinner. Sound good?”
“Only if I pick the place!” Sarah yelled out as she walked to her room.
“And what did you get darlin?”
“Oh you know…little something for me.” you handed him the small Victoria's Secret bag. He grabbed the bag from you and pulled out a pair of red laced panties with a matching bralette.
“For you or for me?” he said smirking.
“Maybe for you…Oh and I got these to match.” you said as you wiggles your fingers in his face. He chuckled and grabbed your hand pulling you close to him.
“They look good darlin..” he leaned down and whispered in your ear “...but I bet they'd look even better wrapped around my cock.”
You bit your lip holding back the moan that was trying to escape. You felt yourself getting wet just by the words that came out of his mouth. “Maybe…” you mumbled “When we get home I can dress up for you… daddy.”
He pulled away slightly and went in to kiss you.
“Can you guys make out later? I'm hungry.” Sarah said as she reappeared, making you and Joel laugh.
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The entire dinner Joel couldn't keep his hands off of you. He had one of his hands on your thigh and the more you sat there the closer his hand was sliding up. Every now and then he'd lean over and whisper something dirty in your ear turning the crotch of your pants into a damn waterpark ride. You couldn't blame Joel for everything that night though. You kept your hand on the back of his head lightly scratching his scalp with your fresh set and boy oh boy. Did that drive him crazy.
The ride home one of Sarah's friends had called her asking for her to come over for a sleepover leaving the entire house to just you and Joel. When you arrived home Sarah quickly packed a bag and Joel went to drop her off giving you plenty of time to get ready. You jumped in the shower and shaved every hair off your body (except for your head, obvi) and slipped on the new bra and panty set you got that day along with some of that perfume that makes Joel fucking feral. You look yourself over in the mirror and you felt hot. The red lace hugged your curves perfectly. You got an evil idea in your mind and decided to add a little more to yourself. You went into the bathroom and applied red lipstick and some mascara. As you finished with your makeup you heard the front door open and close.
“Darlin?” Joel called out making you walk out of the bathroom.
“Hi baby.”
“J-Jesus….” he muttered as he felt his jeans instantly get tight. You walked over to him and he grabbed your hand spinning you around. “Look at that…”
“Whatcha think?”
“Thinkin you should only wear the color red from now on.” He pulled you close and kissed your neck as his big thick hands ran down your curves and found its place on your ass. He gave you a squeeze before slapping your ass hard sure to leave a hand print.
“Wearin that perfume aren't you?” he asked as he kissed behind your ear.
A soft moan escaped your lips. “Maybe..”
“Tell me darlin… What do you want hm?” he said as he cupped your face with his hands.
“Ruin me.” you said. He chucked at your answer as he ran his thumb over your lips and slipped his thumb into your mouth.
“Gonna be good for me then?”
You nodded in return sucking lightly in his thumb, making him smirk.
He pushed you down on to your knees and your fingers quickly wrapped around his belt quickly unbuckling it and pulling his jeans down along with his boxers. You wrapped your hand around his massively big length, slowly jerking him, making a small amount of pre-cum come out. You ran your tongue across his tip making him groan.
You wrap your lips around his tip and suck lightly leaving a lipstick stain behind. Joel pulls your hair into a ponytail and wraps it around his fist and pulls your head away.
“Open and eyes on me.” you do as he says and open your mouth sticking your tongue out and looking in to his eyes. You looked flawless.
“Pretty girl…” he said tucking in a strand of hair behind your ear. He pushed your head down slowly causing him to groan. You balled your hand into a fist trying to relax your gag reflex but the more he pushed you down the harder it was. You felt his tip hit that one spot in your throat making you gag.
“Now cmon sweet girl. Know you can do better than that.” He said as he pushed your head all the way down having his tip hit the back of your throat making your eyes water. He tightened his grip on your hair and moved your head at a glorious pace, each time hitting the back of your throat.
You tried focusing on breathing through your nose while he fucked your face but damn. Every time he would hit that spot you'd loose focus. You closed your eyes making tears mix in with your mascara leaving black streaks on your cheeks.
He pulled you off his dick and a string of saliva still connected your tongue with his tip. You looked up at him trying to catch your breath with mascara stains on your cheeks and your lips all plump and red. Looking truly fucked out.
“Aww look at you…” he said as he wiped a tear away. “Cryin over my cock aren't you?”
You sniffled and nodded, resisting the urge to wipe your cheeks clean because you knew he loved when you looked all messy for him. Because of him.
“Now whaddya say?” Joel smirked down at you.
“Th- thank you.” You stutter.
“Thank you; what?” He raises a brow.
“Thank you, daddy.” You smile softly.
“Good girl.” He nods and pulls you up by the hair. You follow his guidance to stand up before he grabs your shoulders and pushes you to sit on the bed.
“Lay back, get nice and spread out for me.” He motions with the tilt of his head.
You scoot up to the head of the bed, leaning back against the headboard. You prop your knees up slightly, spreading your legs for Joel almost as far as you could.
He takes off his shirt and slides out of his shoes before settling on the bed between your thighs. “Do you want me to take this off-“
“No, no, no.” He interrupts you. “Look too pretty in it. ‘Sides, what’s the point of you buyin’ it if you’re only gonna wear it for five minutes at a time?”
He had a point, you realize. This just turned you on more; that Joel was gonna need to push your panties to the side for access to what he really wants.
He moves up on his elbows, hooking them under your knees and bringing your legs on top of his shoulders. You whine at the motion, realizing what he was about to do.
He leaned down and breathed a hot breath through the lace, making you shiver. “Daddy, please, I-“
“Hush.” Joel interrupts you again. “You’re gonna get whatever I give you.” He looks at you and raises his brows, awaiting confirmation from you.
You nod. “Yes, sir.” You bite your lip.
His fingers are suddenly pressing against your entrance through the delicate panties, making a jolt of electricity shoot through you. You’ve already managed to drip slick onto the lace between your legs, and he could feel it.
He moves two fingers in little circles, massaging gently from your hole to your clit, making you buck your hips. “Now,” Joel starts. “What’s gonna happen, is I’m gonna eat you out and you’re gonna make sure I feel those pretty nails, wherever you can reach.”
You nod down at him, licking your lips while he pushes the panties aside and holds them there. His other hand uses two fingers to spread your cunt so he can see everything crystal clear.
Joel’s head moves forward quickly and he starts pressing hot kisses to your vulva.
“Fuck…” you whine and then remember his instructions. You put your hands in his hair and gently drag your nails across his scalp, making him growl against you as he sucks your bundle of nerves into his mouth.
You gasp and tug at his hair with one hand, the other moving down to scratch the back of his shoulder.
He moves downward, dragging his tongue through your folds, spreading your wetness around. Your nails dig into his back, encouraging him and riling him up. He presses his nose into your clit and darts his tongue in and out of you.
“Yeah!” You let out a shaky breath, starting to grind up against his face when you feel Joel’s hands move and then a sudden smack to the side of your thigh.
You whimper softly and look down, pulling your hands back so you can see his face.
“Don’t move.” He shakes his head and keeps eye contact while his mouth attaches to your sensitive bud once more.
“Okay, daddy.” You bite your bottom lip and reach down slowly to ran your fingers through his hair.
He hums, content, and closes his eyes as he continues devouring you. You resist the strong urge to roll your hips. His hand that spanked you returned between your legs, two fingers pushing into your wetness easily.
You scratch his scalp, a little harder this time, making him even hungrier for you. He licks at your clit while he plunges his fingers in and out of you. Your thighs are starting to shake involuntarily and your breathing speeds up, his digits hitting your sweet spot with each thrust.
“Baby, I’m… oh, fuck I’m close.” You scratch your nails from the crown of his head all the way down to his shoulder blades until he shivers and groans.
Joel was motivated, if nothing else. He couldn’t wait for you to cum on his tongue. So when he starts sucking on your clit, hard, you know it’s what he wants. He wants you to let go.
“Just like that.” You whine and dig your nails into his back as you scratch upward slowly. “Yes… ohh- fuck!” You gasp loudly as your pussy flutters with your orgasm and you squirt liquid onto Joel’s fingers.
He’s still thrusting them as the waves of pleasure wash over you, slowing down and gradually stopping. You look down as he pulls both digits out and moves up, putting them to your lips.
You know what he wants, and you oblige. You lick his fingertips before starting to suck them down. Your eyes bore into his dark brown ones as you sucked on his fingers, swirling your tongue around each one and moaning at your taste.
He licks his lips, pulling his fingers from your mouth quickly before he crashes his lips against yours. You whimper as your mouth opens and his tongue pushes in to slide with yours.
You make out roughly as Joel reaches between your thighs to guide his cock into you. Your hands are on his chest and you drag your nails over the skin of his pecs, up to his shoulders, and into the curls behind his ears. His eyes slip closed as you do so, and then he’s pushing inside.
“Joel-!” Your toes curl as he stretches you out. No matter how many times you have sex with him, the first few thrusts always have this amazing pain/pleasure mix.
He presses his forehead to yours, kissing you a little softer now. You gently scratch his scalp at the base of his skull, making him moan into your mouth.
You wrap your legs around his waist as he starts to make slow thrusts in and out of your tight cunt. Your walls clench around him each time he pulls out and it makes him dizzy.
“Mm.” He hums and pulls back, one hand still supporting himself over you while the free hand grabs at your left breast. “Haven’t had a chance to appreciate these tonight yet.” He grins.
“Feel free.” You smile at him.
He pulls down the fabric of the bralette, exposing your nipple. You shiver as he blows cool air on it, making it harden. He ducks down and sucks it into his mouth.
“Ahh…” you breathe out a soft moan.
He hums happily as he sucks on your tit, his hips starting to move faster now. He pulls off with a *pop* and then pulls your other breast out of the bralette to worship it.
He sucks on that nipple for a long minute, making you yelp with pleasure when he bites it. You feel yourself getting close again, his hips now slapping against you with each thrust.
“Daddy… will you touch me?” You ask politely.
“Of course, honey.” He mumbles against your breast as he reaches down and starts rubbing your clit in fast circles.
“Oh-!” Your hips buck up without your permission and you release a long groan.
He moves up so he can kiss you once more and you feel his cock twitch inside you. He’s close. You’re close.
“Gonna cum.” You whine.
“Me too. Shit, baby.” He huffs a breath, fucking you harder and rougher now.
You’re moaning with each breath and you finally tip over the edge with a scream. “Joel! Fuck!” You squeeze his cock as you cum hard, everything between your legs throbbing in the best way.
He growls as he kisses you and you feel his hot ropes of cum hit your cervix. He moans as he keeps moving, hips stuttering and eventually slowing down. He stops, still inside of you as you kiss each other for a couple minutes.
He pulls out slowly, making you both whine with pleasureful aftershocks. You feel his load start to leak from your entrance as he pulls back to look. He runs his fingers down collecting all his cum and gently pushing it back into you.
“Gonna stay nice n full darlin..” He said as he kissed the inside of your thigh.
“Joel you keep that up I'm gonna end up pregnant.” You giggle
“You don't know what I have planned.” He smirked.
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ohraicodoll · 1 year
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Ok LOVE the tommy and red hcs, I need to know how maria and Joel reacted when they found out tommy punched an asshole??
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Tommy Miller was not scared of his wife.
But he was fully aware that she might not be the most rational in her current condition. So when he pulled up to his house after leaving Joel and Red's place, he'll admit he hesitated when he saw her standing in their doorway with her hands on her hips. He opened his mouth to speak and she held up a finger, mouth pressed together sternly. "Inside," she bit out before turning on her heel. He wondered when being around Red had become the safer option, but swallowed his grimace and walked into their home. The whiskey Joel had given him had made him looser, more warm, and he tried to blame that on the sweat across his brow. When he gave his brother the run down of what had happened at the wood mill, he could see the surprise in his eyes. That Tommy had actually defended the woman and what that meant. Miller boys were known to be protective and it was just as clear as spelling out that Tommy considered her one of theirs. Red had been quiet but not unnervingly so, rolling her eyes at their jokes. Despite Joel being unhappy about what had happened (threatening that if he knew who did it, he was going to make due on Tommy's threat), the man was more pleased. Red was safe, the assholes got what was coming, and Tommy had protected the family. Drinks all around.
The air was still warm, windows slightly cracked to let in a breeze and Tommy wanted nothing more than to lay on the couch and sink into the fuzzy feeling from the alcohol. It felt all in all like a nice, pleasant day if it wasn't for the lighting coming off his wife and his hand starting to sting like a bitch.
Tommy followed Maria to the kitchen and chewed on the corner of his lip, shuffling in place in the silence. She only turned to the freezer and got out an icepack before shoving him into a chair none too gracefully, "You wanna tell me why the hell I had four different people tell me you socked one of the guys down at the mill?"
"Honey-" Maria held up her finger again and Tommy swallowed his platitudes as she aggressively put the icepack on his sore hand, "Don't you try that, Tommy Miller. First I have to worry about Red then Joel and now you're out here hitting people too?" "Those men were being aggressive and harassing her," he spoke up with frustration, "They needed to be told to back off." "Told, Tommy," she interrupted him, "the key word is told. Your fists weren't saying anything." "Well they certainly listened afterwards," he grumbled. She sighed, closing her eyes to take a deep breath, "You can't go punching people, baby. It doesn't look good and it doesn't help when she's involved-" Tommy scoffed, which probably wasn't the greatest move but he wasn't exactly known for being smart, "If it was Ellie or you, I would have done the same thing. She's family, honey. Like it or not. We gotta protect our own and those guys weren't gonna listen to reason-" "And you know that how?" She cocked her hip out with a raised brow, pursed lips, "Did they say that right before you sucker punched them?" "I know the type," he argued. He did. He'd seen it at the bars years before. Hands grabbing at waitress' waists, their hands, pulling and grabbing and their comments. Someone needed to teach them a lesson. Maria sighed, "You Millers and your thick heads." She couldn't help but shake her head and he thanked god for pregnancy mood swings for once. He could see the anger leaving her body completely and he gave her a grin, rubbing his hand on her belly and pulling her close, laughing when the grin became contagious. He had no doubt she'd bring this up later when the mood swung again. But he was in the clear for now and if he kept charming her, maybe she'd see his reasoning. "They're on probation, just so you know," she muttered, letting herself get pulled into the circle of his arms, "We could have just tossed them in the jail for the rest of the day. No more punching people or else I'm gonna throw you in there too. God help me if this baby ends up with all the Miller genes." Tommy grinned, "Yes, ma'am." At least the baby would have a hell of a family watching their back.
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penandinkprincess · 10 months
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Well wasn't that just a rollercoaster of emotions!!! Chapter 2 had me feeling feral I'm not gonna lie but the ending was *chefs kiss*. I'm really curious though, do we ever find out what Tess said to Ellie in response to her asking if Tess was going to be her mama? Or is it up to the reader's imagination? Did you have something in mind when you wrote that part? Fantastic writing as always Pen 😊❤️
it can totally be up to reader's imagination! the hazards of single pov is that we don't always get to see what someone else is up to.
in my head, tess was very gently like, "you have a mama, honey. i don't know if she'd want you calling me that." bc while she's more open to the idea of ellie longterm than joel is (at least openly), i still don't think she's quite over the speedbump yet. like. what happened to her child was fucking traumatic. not in the same way joel's was but like. that's not something you just forget. i think at this point, "mama" as a concept would still be pretty raw.
(also i think she thinks regularly about the fact that her child could still be running around as an infected, and i think being asked if she's someone's mama would be SO fucking painful bc like. it's possible she's still the mama of someone running around, even if they're so consumed by cordyceps they don't remember it) (joel read it as her being mad at him, but really the reason tess pulled away so completely and didn't argue is like. she was not in a good place. and she's had the memory of her child brought up by another child asking if she's her mama and then her partner doesn't want this kid, either. and in my head, one of the reasons tess went along with it is like. surviving in the qz is hard. even with two people, it's a struggle. even if she went "fuck you, i'm keeping her," there's just no way she'd be able to provide for ellie as a single mother. and she knows she has the power to sway joel, but she also knows what losing a kid feels like, and she doesn't know if he's going to be able to move on past his own pain, and she just can't take that risk)
i also think it would be a complicated question for tess on the grounds of like. even if she might have subconscious plans otherwise. they're still technically planning on taking her back. it would be so cruel to go "yes, i'm your mama" and then drop her off and never see her again. i think she wants to have a conversation about it with joel, but she knows him. she knows he's going to refuse. and even if she has some vague hope of swaying him on this, she doesn't want to hurt ellie in the process.
i DO think that when ellie brings it up further down the road (probably with a "are you mama *now*?" bc in her lil head she was thinking "oh okay not yet. gotta wait. it's like going up in levels at school") i think tess would be in a place to say yes now that she has a safe environment for her kid and a partner who's in on it with her. it's safe to let herself be a mama again.
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1. who do u think uses the most petnames
Erick, he has a silly sense of humor so I think he comes up with crazy and silly nicknames that catch on with the rest.
2. What pet names do you think they each like to call you ~romantically~
Richard- shorty/shawty or baby girl. He has a height complex (short with a big attitude) so he is def gonna use petnames that accentuate that he is bigger than you. Though, I also think he would be the one to call you like the most grand stuff to hype you up like "my diosa" or something like that.
Chris- Cutesy version of your name. In terms of like terms of endearment I think he constantly changes them up, like for a month he calls you sweetie, then two weeks he can't stop calling you whatever cute wording the used in their new single (like honeyboo for example) and so on. He has a fun personality and needs to keep it fun and light in the relationship too.
Zabdiel- He will absolutely call you Mi amor when he is annoyed/frustrated, almost all boricuas do that. Prob just goes with mami , bebe (or the less common variant beba) and if you have a middle name he would 100 call you that. With Zabdiel, I feel petnames is all about intimacy so when he uses each petname kind of becomes code words for his moods or his feelings or just some secret joke between you two.
Joel - the one that goes absolutely into the ridiculously sweet petnames. He will call you honey, sweeatheart, mi cielo, mi reina, mi vida and prob refers to you when talking to other people as "the love of my life". This boy is a hopeless romantic and the way he uses petnames reflect that.
Erick- creatively made up petname...maybe based on something that reminds him of you or maybe some silly but adorable version of your name. Whatever it is, Erick came up with it just for you and it will 100% make you feel special. He just seems to be the type that can find humor in everything and will turn that silly humor into fun petnames.
3. What petnames do they like to be called ~romantically~
Richard: I feel that though he doesn't really care much, he would kind of love it if you called him by his middle name. And well, the classic Papi I guess?
Chris: He would be so upset if you called him by his full first name, he automatically thinks he did something wrong when you do that. I think he would be fine with anything as long as you say it in the write tone, like if you say a sweet name but your tone isn't sweet he'd put a pouty face until you use the right tone...what you are actually using as a petname he doesnt care much.
Zabdiel: I think he prob likes to hear you say his name just like that. But he prob expect a similar version of what he calls you depending the situation so nicknames like Papi and bebé/bebo are prob tossed around the most.
Joel: anything is fair game except his name, he will call you like at least 3 petnames when talking to you and he expects the same treatment. Mi amor, mi rey, mi corazón, ect are some examples.
Erick: Prob the classic baby? Idk tbh 🙈 Maybe he is into animal petnames? Yeah, I can see that like you calling him by whatever animal the first plushie he gave you.
4. What petnames do they call you but ~spicy~
Ok, Im gonna try it differently now, Imma say a couple of petnames and who I think would say them when getting spicy:
-Daddy's girl/ Good Girl - Richard, Chris, Zabdiel (when he is feeling in the mood to tease)
-Mami- Erick & Zabdiel
-My (insert degrading term here) -Richard and Chris
-Mia/Mine - Zabdiel, Joel and Richard (yeah they give the vibes to whisper possessively when going down on you)
Nena- Zabdiel & Erick (prob as a warning when being teased)
-Baby- Joel, maybe Richard (though Baby Girl is more his style)
-My pet -I think this might slip out of Joel's mouth in the right context.
Kitten/ Gatita :Richard, Chris and Erick
Belleza: Chris, Zabdiel & Erick
Mi diosa: Richard
Princesa: Richard, Chris & Joel
5. What petnames do they like to be called but ~spicy~
Daddy: Obviously Richard, Chris and Zabdiel (but I think Zabdiel specifically might prefer the spanish alternative Papi)
Baby: Zabdiel and Erick (Joel would be both turned on and offended by being called baby)
Calling them by their own names: All of them, have you seen the egos of those boys? Yeah
Calling them by their middle name: Richard and Chris
Dirty/ Naughty boy: Chris, Zabdiel, Erick & Joel
My pet: Zabdiel
Guapo: Richard & Joel
DAMN ok iara lets go!
1. who do u think uses the most petnames?
erick. i agree he’s so silly he’s always using casual nicknames it’s the cutest
2. What pet names do you think they each like to call you ~romantically~
richard: can’t lie if that man started calling me shawty i would call him that right back he’s barely a few inches taller and he comes in w that energy? but tbh i just feel like i would v much enjoy pissing richard off alkjdlshs. baby girl or anything romantic or extra like that tho? bro I’d be so RED and he knows
chris: i agree i don’t see him sticking to one name for too long he’s always changing it up. esp when he’s joking around he’ll sing those parts to you and just watch you blush and roll your eyes at him for it. 
zab: i love the idea of nicknames varying by mood. and it just turns into a thing where you can kind of figure out where he’s at mentally based on what he says. mi amor when he’s annoyed or frustrated, but then bebe when he’s tired and just needs a hug. mami when he’s all needy, just TONS OF NICKNAMES. i can see him using a middle name esp if you don’t love it to make it all cutesy, or your last name.
Joel: yep.. that fucking tracks dskjjdhjkshk man loves love and he is sickly sweet w his pet names. it’s honestly cute how constant it is and esp since it’s all genuine it makes you SOFT man
erick: look i see erick pulling a christopher w those song themes pet names like my boo and shit but he’s super jokey with it, he also uses like those ridiculously over the top ones but always w some humor behind them. and name ones, 100%, he’s really cutesy and jokey with it. 
3. What petnames do they like to be called ~romantically~
Richard: def papi, but i also do think he cares like. richard gives me lowkey romantic vibes like once he’s in w someone he’s IN yk? and I feel like he’d enjoy being called my love or amor or something like that bc he does have a soft spot and we gotta talk about it more dammit
Chris: you’re right christopher is so formal? and even chris i feel like he wouldn’t love. he deserves affection ok he wants to be called love and baby and like even papi casually and just w a ton of love in your voice and if you sound off he’s gonna be so confused about it. 
Zabdiel: ok but zabdiel as a name seems so intimate for some reason? idk why but it really does. i would call him baby 100% like idc if he’s twice my side and could physically split me in half he’s baby and if he’s MY baby then he will definitely be made aware of this lmao. 
Joel: joel needs love and affection and uou know what that’s valid. baby? sweetheart? amor? angel? he’s melting
Erick: not animal nicknames 😭i can see it tbh but he looks like my cousin so i can’t even imagine him like that lmao
4. What petnames do they call you but ~spicy~
Daddy's girl/ Good Girl - this is such a richard and chris phrase, zab when he’s teasing or feeling dommy but chris ESP like if you’re giving him head? “you’re being such a good girl for me, just like that baby”
Mami- Erick & Zabdiel, sure, but also chris. tho in a more casual way. he would DEF say it in bed too. 
My (insert degrading term here) -Richard and Chris. yes, tho rich uses more degrading terms i feel like. 
Mia/Mine - Zabdiel, Joel and Richard. yes but ESP ZABDIEL like? when he’s just, slightly jealous or put off. if you’re teasing him by talking to other guys or not giving him attention for example? he’s pinning you to the bed, kissing down your chest and just whispering it to you, reminding you who exactly can turn you into this mess.
Nena- Zabdiel & Erick definitely. zab in that quiet voice when you’re trying to tease him in public especially “later, nena”
Baby- Joel ESPECIALLY yes, and in that whiney babyyyyy when he wants attention
My pet ok yes i agree this is def only joel and only in specific scenarios
Kitten/Gatita: Richard, Chris and Erick. i can see this esp w richard in that teasing, degrading tone when he has you tied up and on your knees, stroking your face and wiping the running mascara off of your cheek once he’s finished fucking your mouth
Belleza: Chris, Zabdiel & Erick. erick for sure. big erick vibes w this one, whispered undfer his breath as he watches you undress. 
Mi diosa: Richard yes he’s such a ficking simp like? we need to talk about that more
Princesa: Richard, Chris & Joel. again w richard the band’s simp and then chris and joel for sure, both sexually and not. 
5. What petnames do they like to be called but ~spicy~
Daddy: I agree with this being a richard thing, but i think chris is definitely more into papi and zab would only really be ok with papi. I don’t see him liking daddy at all tbh, but papi? for sure. 
Baby: Zabdiel better like being called baby bc i will call him baby all the time he has such baby energy. I actually see erick being more offended by it as the baby of the group, and joel being surprised at first but leaning into it. 
Calling them by their own names: omg yes in bed? esp zabdiel he will MAKE you say his name in bed when he’s feeling possessive, asking you who this pussy belongs to. richard def prefers daddy in bed and might take his name as being bratty but in foreplay or less intense scenes he’s super into it. 
Calling them by their middle name: Richard and Chris. tbh idk about this one like? maybe? i really don’t know.
Dirty/Naughty boy: Chris, Zabdiel, Erick & Joel. ok i’m gonna have to say this one goes to joel i think he feels good about breaking rules and this is definitely one of those things that reminds him he’s being nasty lol. 
My pet: Zabdiel. i see that highkey. also likes callling you mami in the same vein esp when you’re taking the lead
Guapo: Richard & Joel. i very firmly believe if you call richard anything but daddy in bed he’s mad BUT i can see this in teasing or foreplay w him for sure. joel is def into it he needs an ego boost. 
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