Hey love your work could you please do a Joel story where reader is virgin/ naive and they are on patrol or something similar. They get cold and Joel convinces/ tricks the reader to strip for warmth and starts touching her saying he just wants to keep her warm and she can keep him warm by using her mouth on him…. dubcon/noncon. Please? Thank you? ily?
Patrol
1.3k | CREEPY!Joel x naive virgin f!reader
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NSFW 18+ Dubcon/noncon nudity & sex acts: dry humping, vaginal fingering, oral sex; manipulation; idk what else to tag, but cannot stress enough what a creep he is or how naive reader is.
You’re relieved when Joel is your patrol partner. You’re new to the job and he’s more than capable of protecting you if it comes down to it. You’re posted at the top of a hill near a shack. Joel has a sniper rifle set up, but in all the times he’s been posted there, nothing has ever happened. Each of you has a blanket, but it’s not enough to stay warm. Your ass is freezing against the cold ground.
A bitter gust of wind hits, and Joel scoots over, wrapping you both in his blanket. He smells like pine, whiskey, and dried sweat. He rubs your arms, then starts to get behind you.
“Come on now, don’t be shy,” he says. “Can’t get warm keepin’ to yourself like that.”
He persuades you between his legs, and you have to admit you’re much warmer that way. Your ass especially benefits from the heat of his loins. He offers you a swig of whiskey. You’re of legal age to drink, but you’ve never really done it. He says it’ll help warm you up. He hooks his arm around you and holds the bottle up to your lips. It tastes awful and burns your throat, but he’s right, you get a little warmer.
You sit like that for a while. He hugs you close and his pants harden against you, which makes you tingle between the legs. You’re a little ashamed at how your body is reacting when he’s just being a nice guy, trying to keep you warm. Joel looks at his watch.
“We’ve got about an hour break now. Why don’t we go up in the shack to get a little warmer.” You didn’t know both people could break at the same time on a patrol.
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Inside the shack, there’s a decrepit sofa facing a window in the same direction you’re supposed to patrol. Without the wind, you’re already much less cold. You sit down on the couch. Joel suggests it’ll be better if you double up the blankets so you can both get under two layers. Makes sense to you. You snuggle up to him under both blankets.
“Still cold?” he asks.
“A little.”
“Here, lemme show you somethin’. Trust me for a second?”
“Okay.” He’s so capable and protective, of course you trust him.
He takes off his jacket and lifts his shirt up a few inches. Then, he lifts your shirt up, too, and your breath hitches. You swallow and don’t say anything. He pulls you up against him and his skin is so warm against yours, it feels like heaven. Your heart races.
“How’s that feel?”
“Warm,” you say. It also stirs something in your core, but you don’t tell him that part.
“That’s right. That’s why people take their clothes off and get really close when they’re cold.”
You don’t know what to say. You get a whiff of the whiskey on his breath.
He continues, “Might sound like a silly idea, takin’ your clothes off when it’s cold, but you feel it workin’ already don’t ya?”
“I guess so. . .” You’re embarrassed. Something about this feels strange, but you also don't want to seem even less worldly than you are if it's something people really do.
“It’s alright now, darlin,” he says softly as he unbuckles his belt. “We’ll just give it a try, see if it helps.”
He smiles kindly and reaches over to help you unbutton your pants. “Your core right here, that’s the warmest part of the body. This and your mouth,” he says, running his hands over your stomach and the front of your pants. “It’s like a furnace.” He pats your zipper, then unzips it. Your cheeks burn. “And your heart, here,” he pats your chest, “it’s important for heat, too.”
A small nod is all you can muster. “I’m just a little shy, to, uh-”
“Oh it’s okay darlin, it’s okay. I won't look. You just come on back under here when you’re all set, okay?”
“Okay.” You breathe a sigh of relief. The room is cold as you hesitantly disrobe.
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A minute later, you’re naked under the blanket except your bra and underwear.
“There ya go, darlin.”
You settle in against his naked body, curled up shyly as a small spoon. His arousal presses between your thighs. His hand comes to your underwear. “Whoops. Don’t forget, this is one of our furnaces.” He starts to pull them down.
“Want me to show you another trick real quick?” You don’t answer.
“I can give you a real strong burst of heat.” You freeze and say nothing as his hand slides into your panties. Several fingers wedge between your thighs, engulf your whole front in a hug, massaging you in a circular motion. Then, two fingers glide further, rubbing against your warm, wet folds. He pulls down the back of your underwear and nestles his hard package in your crack, rolling it into you and breathing heavily as he massages your throbbing clit. Tension coils in your core.
You don’t know what to make of any of this. You aren't stupid You aren't a child. It’s clearly turned into something sexual. But he’s so nurturing and protective, you feel like he has the best intentions.
His middle finger enters you and he whispers, “warmest part, right here,” then adds another finger with a sigh. His hardness moves against your crack and he grunts softly. Your hips slightly rock into his hand. “There ya go,” he says. “You’ve got the right idea.” He returns his fingers to your clit, trying different strokes, and when you softly moan, he stays with that one. He pets you faster and faster until the tension bursts and your body jerks. You’re not cold at all as your clit pulses, releasing the blood back into your body.
He pulls your panties back up. “It’s okay if you don’t wanna take these off,” he says. You’re relieved. His big, hard cock intimidates you. It’s uncomfortably close to your holes. “There’s another way you can get me warm.” You gulp.
“Here, turn over for a sec,” he says. Your ears burn and you can hardly make eye contact as you face him. He takes your hand and puts it on his hard cock.
“Feel this? Why don’t you wrap your warm little mouth around it, see if that helps me?” he asks. You feel obligated since he made you come, even if you never wanted him to.
“Um, okay. I mean, i’ve never. . .”
“It’s okay, darlin’, it’s all about stayin’ warm. Nothin fancy. You stay under the blankets too, okay? Don’t let that heat out.”
You get between his legs and take his stiff cock in your hand. You’ve felt a few guys harden against you while making out, but you’ve never held a naked one. It's smoother than you expect, and when he thrusts into your hand, the skin moves on the shaft.
You take him into your mouth and he moans softly. “There ya go,” he says. You seal your lips and suck like you think you’re supposed to, and he twitches in your mouth. “You’re doin’ great, darlin’.”
His hips begin to lift rhythmically, and you gag but keep your mouth sealed. His hands come to your head, pushing you down, making your eyes water as you gag more. You want it to be over as soon as possible, so you don’t complain. You try to do a really good job. Finally, he pulses inside you and his cum hits the back of your throat. You choke a little, then swallow it down.
“You alright?” He asks. You don’t answer. “C’mere, darlin.” He opens his arms and you lie on top of him for a few minutes. Then, he says the break time is over and it’s probably best to get back on the hill. You're uncomfortable, but you remind yourself he'd probably save your life in a heartbeat, so it's a small price to pay.
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