my girl - t.c (part 2)
warning: google translate used french and spanish, sorry if it’s wrong!
part one
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yourusername felt like a dream! thanks again for being there for me y’all!
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zayn 🖤
yourusername 🖤
kissmeyn ok but when are you guys gonna release the song??? we’re still waiting 👀
hero_ft you were amazing
yourusername thank you!!
ynmybaby GUYS I WAS THERE AND SHE DID AMAZING!! IT WAS LITERALLY A DREAM COME TRUE SHE WAS SO SWEET!! SHE STAYED A LITTLE LONGER AFTER IT WAS OVER SO SHE CAN MEET HER FANS!!! 🥹🥹💖
ynsbabygirl she’s such an angel 🥺♥️
timmytimmy did Timothèe showed up???? 👀
ynmybaby tbh I was so focused on Y/n I didn’t even look around me from the moment she was on stage lol
timmytimmy i got you girl 😮💨
chalamtfan guys I don’t think he was there. I mean someone would see him but there’s no pictures of him so idk 🤷🏼♀️
ynfan2 breathtaking ❤️🔥
username49 Timmy liked again!
randomuser i wish timmy was there tho
yourusername ok so usually I don’t like talk about this stuff, but as you can see, it’s my account that you’re commenting on and i was having a good time with you guys but everytime i see comment like this i feel like that’s all I’m worthy of and it makes me uncomfortable. So please be more respectful about this stuff. Take care <3
randomuser you’re right i’m sorry. I won’t bring it up again
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enews Timothèe Chalamet showed up at Coachella watching his ex girlfriend Y/n L/n’s performance. We are wondering what will “sources” say about this.
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timmytimmy I KNEW IT!!
chalamalabingbong OFC HE WAS THERE FOR HIS GIRL
ynfan2 he was so sweet to fan but he was hiding and he never took his eyes off of Y/n 🥺
username49384 well it explains everything right???
callmebyyourpeach i wonder if she knows he was there
ynmybaby E! News is on team Y/n&Timothèe everyone!!!!!
tchalafann i mean they’re not wrong 👀
timmychalamt Guys! I was there and I saw him. He watched her perform and sometimes he sang along with her. He took pictures of her everytime she got close to his side. And I’m not too sure about that but when she started singing “holding on” there was tears in his eyes.
ynmybaby it was their song 🥺
timotea0 this made me cry 🤧
sweettimmy wait really????? 😭
timtim24 I’m actually crying I feel so sad for him. He loses the girl he loves, everyone is making fun of him for something that isn’t even true and now deuxmoi claims that he was dating Taylor and he cheated on her with Kylie.
sweetteaa what?💀
timotheefan15 istg that girl is crazy . Leave him alone!!
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tchalametdaily
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tchalametdaily after all this, they’re still claiming that him and Kylie are officially dating?? Now that’s what I call crazy.
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yourfan8 I’m done 💀
timmyfan04 HE LITERALLY SAID HE WASNT DATING THAT GIRL OH GOD
randomuser93 i love & support them!
timmytim wtf
ynynyn9 they’re not even dating 🤡
timmytimmy leave him alone for god’s sake!
randomuser look, idk the details of this whole situation but didn’t he literally showed up at his ex’s performance? There is a video of him looking at her with tears in his eyes and they’re still talking about that plastic bitch? I wonder how much kris payed them.
ynmybaby Y/n claims that they ended their relationship on good terms but i think there is something else going on. She was asked about timmy this morning and she looked so uncomfortable. I really wonder what’s going on but I don’t want my girl to feel uncomfortable.
username953 what if he really cheated on her?
randomuser no way he would do that to her but i think the rumors are part of the reason they broke up.
randomuser97 “devil works hard, kris works harder.”
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ynlndaily
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ynlndaily Timothée at Y/n’s performance last year vs now :/
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ynsbabygirl does it ever drive you crazy…
ynmybaby just how fast the night changes…
timmytimmy I still remember when he hyped his girl every chance he got and after she finished her song he said “that’s my girl” and the fans went crazy :((
sweettimmy BRING THEM BACK 😭
kissmeyn God pls let Timmy and Y/n get back together
username491 I don’t think they’ll get back together
chalametfann he was so excited for his girl (he was literally jumping the moment she got to the stage😭) and after the performance him and Y/n met with fans and had so much fun together I MISS THAT SO MUCH
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enews Timothée Chalamet and Y/n L/n spotted together, seemingly arguing about something.
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kissmeyn wait wait
ynmylove I saw the other pics, they were not arguing!
timotheefan8 pls get back together pls plsss
ynmybaby no arguing my babies just hug each other and forget everything
ynsbabygirl I saw the other pictures. She was laughing in one pic. And his hands was on her waist on another 👀
timmytimmy omg is it really happening???
timotheefan15 yesyesyes
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timmyandynupdates GUYS ITS HAPPENING!!
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ynmybaby damn, they were arguing last week now here we are. I’m so happy tho!!
ynsbabygirl they can’t resist each other anymore
timmytimmy OMGOMGOMG
tchalafann I was waiting for this one!!!
timotheefan15 they look happy 🥺
randomuser isn’t that kylie’s new boy toy?
timotea0 no, that’s Y/n L/n’s boyfriend Timothèe Chalamet.
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yourusername Tu me manques depuis le moment où tu m'as quitté, he said.
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tchalamet Empecé a extrañarte tan pronto como nos despedimos, she said.
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ynsbabygirl SOMEONE TRANSLATE THIS PLS
ynmybaby OK OK!! The caption is “I’ve been missing you since the moment you left me” in French and Timmy’s comment says “I started to miss you as soon as we said goodbye.” in Spanish.
timmytimmy I love when they talk to each other with their first language 🥺
chalametfann SO THEY’RE BACK TOGETHER?? 😭
kissmeyn YESS!! They’ve been spotted kissing yesterday!!! 🥹🥹🥹
timmytim THANK GOD!
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💖🧰 Dirty Hands 🧰💖
Part two
🧰 Pairing: Joel Miller x Afab!Reader
💖 Synopsis: Your dads, Bill and Frank, are the only people you've ever met. When Joel Miller comes to visit, you learn about new and exciting feelings.
🧰 Features: 🔞, soft!Joel, kissing, very secluded and kinda oblivious reader. Honestly there's not much, this is mostly just the setting of the story.
💖 Word count: A bit over 5k.
🧰 About this: Timeline's a bit different from the show. Basically their ages are the same from the show, Bill and Frank are older than Joel. But here, they all meet in 2023, after the raiders already shot Bill. The main difference from the show is that here Bill and Frank are not as old in 2023 as they are on the show, I picture then as old as they are when they meet Joel and Tess on the show.
💖 Author's note: She's finally here! I loved writing Bill and Frank ✋🏻🤧 literally my favorite. Writing their dynamics with reader was a joy, loved it.
Good reading 🧰💖
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You've lived in Lincoln your whole life, but the majority of it was inside the town your dad built for himself right after the outbreak.
He was the only person you knew — or remembered, at least — until Frank arrived.
You were six or seven when your dad told you to lock yourself inside your bedroom and gave you a gun, which he had already taught you how to use. "You only open this door for daddy or to kill whoever is inside that trap, alright, cupcake?" You obeyed, looking out the window and watching him talk and then walk the man past his gates.
You only opened your door when he called you, a couple minutes later, a plate of food in his hands. "This is for you, baby. I'm gonna feed him and he'll go away. He can't see or hear you, so you stay here real quiet. I'll tell you when you can leave."
And you did, but instead of calling you, he came back later, tucked you in and told you not to leave your room for the rest of the night. You had a bathroom and he brought you more food and told you not to worry, so you didn't mind.
Next morning he introduced you to Frank, saying he'd stay around for a while.
A while became forever, and before you knew it, you had two dads. Two very different men who did their best to look after you.
But nothing they did could prepare you for today.
Nothing could prepare you for the man you'd see today.
🧰💖≈
Your dads were having people over for the first time in literally forever. But you wouldn't be a part of it.
"Bill, for God's sake, she would have so much fun! She needs to see people." You heard Frank almost yell from the kitchen.
"I'm not letting them see her! I don't know what got over me to let you give them our fucking location! I won't let them know we have a daughter!" Bill sounded angry and upset, he was afraid everything he worked so hard on building could be destroyed by Frank's "friends".
So the first woman — if you don't consider the one in your faded memories — you've ever seen, and the very first man who wasn't one of your dads, had to be seen from your bedroom window.
When you saw her you smiled, thinking about all the things you two could talk about. Did her hair annoy her as much as yours did sometimes? Did she feel the same things that you did? What would her voice sound like?
Your wandering was cut by the next new person you saw.
Tall, broad shoulders, short and greying hair and beard and a sculpted face. An imposing figure that took over your senses, setting itself instantly as your new favorite sight. He made your stomach feel like it was loose, floating around your belly, but you couldn't bring yourself to look anywhere else.
You watched from your window as they sat down and ate. Your dads clearly having two very different experiences, Frank was laid back and having fun, while Bill sat stiff and you constantly saw his hand reach for his gun.
Your attention was focused on the man, though. The way he sat, how his jaw moved when he chewed on your dad's food, how his eyes were hooded and serious, most of the time holding your dad's gaze.
His eyes were so pretty, from a distance they seemed dark and mysterious, and you stared into them, your brows furrowing with the intensity of his look. You were so lost in them that it took you — way over — a second to realize he was looking right at you. And you only noticed because your dad yelled.
"Frank, not inside!"
You hid behind your curtains. Your chest moving so fast it hurts, and you can feel every contraction of your heart.
Your dad will fucking kill you. They shouldn't have seen you, but now the man has.
"Aren't you going to introduce us to her?" He had barely spoken yet, and his voice sent chills down your spine, pooling in your panties.
"Who?" Bill asked, his hand reaching for his gun. He was ready to kill both of them at any wrong move.
"Oh, shit." Frank sighed under his breath. "Bill, it's okay." He said, resting his hand on Bill's shoulder.
"There's a girl?" The woman asked excited, looking around to see if she could find you.
"Fucking — stay here." Bill told the man and the woman.
Him and Frank walked inside, and you, still hidden behind the curtains, kept looking at the man. Your heart felt like it didn't fit inside your chest anymore.
You stepped away when they walked inside your bedroom.
"Honey, I told you to be careful. Goddammit." Bill said, opening his arms as you run towards him, tugging yourself under his embrace.
"Sorry, daddy. I wanted to see them." Frank invited himself into the hug. "It's okay, darling. We'll take you to meet them, if you want to. They seem like good people, even your dad has to admit." But Bill's face didn't look like he agreed with it.
"Can I?" You looked into Bill's eyes and he looked at Frank, shaking his head no, but looking back at you and sighing.
"Okay. You can come down. But!" He said when you started giggling into his chest, hugging him tighter. "But they think we have others come over, so keep that in mind. And, listen to me. You're gonna stay with us, alright? I want to keep my eyes on you the whole damn time." You nod enthusiastically, hugging Frank.
"Oh, you'll love Tess!" He said and you made a little happy sound.
"I know! I have so much I want to talk to her about!" You say excited. Bill sighing behind you, scratching the back of his neck and shaking his head, a soft smile breaking through his face.
You three reach the front door. Your arm is tangled with Bill's, your eyes wandering around as you walk outside.
"Look, there is a girl. She's our daughter. She's... We wanted to know you first, before you could meet her." Frank said, walking outside first, you and Bill following right after.
You were wearing a yellow summer dress, and you could see the man gulping when he saw you. You were a vision he thought this world would never provide him again.
Feminine and pretty. Colorful amongst all the muted colors everyone was wearing.
Your dress perfectly outlining your curves, your hair looking like silk, falling carefully over your shoulders, your eyes wide; attentive but curious at the same time.
"Oh, look at you! You're so pretty!" The woman said, and you couldn't hold your smile back anymore. "I'm Tess, what's your name?" You looked up, at Bill, who caught your gaze and nodded for you to respond.
You told her your name, and you could see the man's brows furrow behind her when you said it.
"Well, it's really nice to meet you. This is Joel, we're..." She looked back at him, then at your dads, and she seemed uncomfortable for a second. "We're friends. And we're really glad to be here, to meet this place. To meet you!" She finished with a warm smile.
You loved her.
You shook her hand and the man approached you, shaking your hand as well, his eyes sweet but intense, and a soft smile on his lips. You couldn't help the girly smile that stamped your own lips while greeting him.
His hand was big, rough, textured, but also soft and warm, his fingers double the size of yours, distracting you. It made your breath get stuck on your throat, and your mind wonder what it would feel like if he held you the way your dads held one another. If he touched your face or your sides. If he ran his hands up your legs, like you do sometimes at night.
If his rough fingers would hurt you if they touched you on other places, how much further than yours his fingers could go, how much more you'd have to open yourself to him.
You loved him.
You all sat back down at the table, Bill insisting you'd sit between him and Frank. You talked a lot to Tess, about things you had tried to talk about with your dads, but they never seemed to fully understand.
After your dad lowered his guard a little, he let you, Frank and Tess walk around, show her some things and talk. You felt comfortable around her, like she was someone you had always known.
Whenever you looked at the man, though, you felt the same things from when you were watching him through your window. Your stomach felt funny, and your palms dry and sweaty at the same time. The fact that he kept looking at your direction didn't help you, either.
Everytime you were not around him you felt in your guts that you were wasting your time, that you should come back and try to get close to him.
It was like there was a magnetic field between you two. You couldn't stop looking for him, and he seemed to not find interest in anything else after seeing you.
Every fucking time you looked at him you found his eyes already on you. Analyzing you, studying you, as if he wanted to engrave you on his mind.
You were everything he thought didn't exist anymore. You were feminine, your hair was pretty, your skin was soft and you smelled good. Frank had made you a perfume with a few flowers and fruits, and you wore it everyday.
It smelled fresh and delicate, and the smell got stuck on Joel's wrist, coating his mind with a soft but persistent layer of you.
Even more than the smell, the hair or the soft skin, it was you that drove him crazy. The silly smile you had stamped on your face the whole goddamn time, the way you talked to Tess like you could never run out of things to talk about, how delicate you looked.
But also how your dads told the story of the day raiders tried to invade Lincoln, how you and Bill shot them, how you killed the one who shot Bill. Most of all how you told the whole thing with a smile on your face. How not fragile you were, despite your girly figure.
How intriguing you were.
And Joel couldn't keep his mind and his eyes off you.
He knew he wouldn't find someone like you ever again, so he wanted to make sure he had your frame right on his brain.
Having his attention made you feel good, in a different, new way. In a way you've never felt before. But it also made your stomach feel funny, like you were sick.
You went for Bill, who was sitting on a porch chair next to the man, taking to him. "Daddy, is it okay if I go to bed? Not feeling great." You asked your dad, the man shifting by his side.
"Yes, darling, sure. Do you need anything?" He asked, his voice coated with concern.
"No, I'm fine. Think it's just been a lot for one day. Just wanna lay down for a bit." You bend down to kiss his cheek, and he kisses you too, the man's eyes glued to your body the whole time.
"See you, Joel. Nice to meet you." You say to the man, who nods and smiles at you, offering you his hand again, making your cheeks burn at the feeling of them.
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You wake up with a soft knock on your bedroom door.
You open your eyes to find Frank, who invites himself in, sitting on your bed.
"Hi, darling. How are you? Tired already?" He mentions for you to sit next to him, which you do, snuggling next to him, hugging his side.
"Doing fine. Better anyway." He looks down at you, worried. "Oh, what was wrong? You didn't say anything."
You don't know how to explain, but you try anyway.
"I don't know, I felt weird since they arrived. Felt this thing on my stomach, like I would throw up. But now I think it's gone."
"Oh, sweetheart-" your dad starts, but he stops when Bill and the man stand on your doorframe. The man looks at you from behind your dad, up and down, smiling softly at your sleepy face and hair. "Frank, cover her up, please."
He does it, covering your body — previously covered only by a tight tank top and an underwear — with your blanket. "I'm showing Joel his room. Baby, are you feeling better?"
You nod and smile. "Good, was worried about you. Now, keep your door closed. Locked, please." Bill says as he closes your door and leaves with the man.
You grunt, feeling the same thing again. "Ugh, here it is. Not gone yet. Dad's food never made me feel like this before." You snuggle closer to Frank, who sighs and hugs you tighter.
"Oh, honey pie, you're not sick. It wasn't dad's food." You look at him.
What could it be, then?
"But don't worry, Tess already left and Joel is just hanging over for a while to help me and dad around with some fixings."
You grunt, feeling funny again. Thinking about Joel leaving and never seeing him again makes your heart sink down on your chest.
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You spend the next day inside your bedroom, watching the man work with your dads, fixing some things on the exterior of your house and helping them with things they can't do by themselves anymore.
Watching him carry heavy things around and laughing with your dads made you uncomfortable. Your body begging you for some relief.
So you give it some. You lift your skirt and touch yourself over your panties. Steady and fast circles around your clit until you cum, the man being the only thing in your mind.
You imagined what it would feel like to have him hold you, his skin touching yours, what kissing would feel like. How he'd hold you on his strong arms, how he'd move you around.
You wondered if he looked like the men from the magazines you found on your dad's car, and what he would to with it, what it would be like, what it would feel like.
As soon as your high was over you heard your name being yelled from outside. It was already dark, but you were close to the window and got worried they may have seen you.
You'd be fucked if they did.
You looked down and found all three of them looking at you. Bill was the one to speak.
"Baby, can you cook us something for dinner, please? We're gonna be here for a while still." You hoped your voice would come out okay.
"Sure daddy, be right down." You answered, Joel's gaze weakening for a split.
"Thanks, love." Frank said and they went back to work.
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You felt funny while you cooked dinner. Specially since you knew Joel was gonna eat. You couldn't pull yourself out of him while you cooked, thinking about how tired and hungry he must be, and how you'd be the one providing food for him. How you'd be making him feel good after working all day.
It makes you want to do it more, to do things for him, help him feel better after a tiring day.
You're so lost on him you don't notice when he walks in the kitchen, watching you for a while in silence. You drop a wooden spoon on the floor and bend over to grab it, your skirt fully lifting and leaving your whole ass on display.
He chokes on his saliva, startling you, and you get up, looking at him. "You always wear that around the house?" He asks, talking directly to you for the first time since you introduced yourself the day before, his voice a little broken.
"Yes, she does. Because she's our daughter and it's usually only us around here." Frank says out of nowhere. "But I told her she should wear more appropriate things while Joel's around, didn't I, love?" You blush.
He did, but this was literally the first time you had someone over, so you forgot. And honestly "appropriate" isn't exactly clear. You weren't naked, and your clothes were never questioned before.
"Sorry, dad, I'll go change. Can you watch the pans for me, please? Thanks." You say rushing out of the kitchen, avoiding Joel's gaze.
"You back the fuck off, alright? Bill will fucking murder you if he sees you watching her like that." Frank says after a bit, while Joel grabs a cup of water.
"I wasn't watching her, I'm sorry. Just stopped and she dropped it. I just wanted some water. Besides, there's Tess—" Frank looked at him from over his shoulders while he stirred a pan with pasta. "Don't shit me, Joel. Tess told me about you two. I know you're not a couple anymore." Joel shifts on his feet. Tess shouldn't have said anything.
"But she's young, and she's used to only have us around the house. She got overwhelmed by you, and I believe you may be a good man, but not for my daughter." Joel's heart aches a bit. He thinks of Sarah, how livid he'd be if a man ever looked at her the way he found himself looking at you.
"And again, be thankful I was the one to walk in and not Bill. You'd be buried outside by now. If he left anything to be buried, that is."
You walk back in, in a sweater and pants. Bill walks in at the same time, drenched in sweat, panting quietly.
"You're sick, honey? Why are you wearing this?" You look over at Frank, who rolls his eyes. "She just wanted something more cozy, Bill. She's alright." He looked at the three of you, his gaze softening at you. "Okay then, I like that you're fully covered." He says, eyeing Joel for a second before looking at you again.
"I'm gonna shower and then we can eat. Thank you, darling. It smells amazing." He kissed your cheek and went to his bedroom.
"Love the outfit, sweetheart. Don't listen to your dad, this is perfect. Joel, why don't you go take a shower too so we can all eat together?" Frank says.
Joel looks at you, then at Frank, then grunts in agreement and goes upstairs.
"Dad, is it bad that I... Think about him?" You ask, genuinely concerned. Frank turns the stove off and looks at you. "What do you think about him, love?"
You feel your cheeks on fire.
"I don't know." You respond, not wanting to welcome your dad on your daydreams. He comes towards you, cupping your cheeks loosely.
"My love, do you think about him like dad and I? You you think of doing to him what you see us do? Kissing, hugging?" He asks low, afraid somehow Bill could hear them.
"I do." You whisper, pushing yourself into his embrace, hugging him tight and snuggling your face on his chest. "I think about what kissing him would be like. What having his hands on me would feel like. What hugging him would feel like." You say, knowing well that you can't lie to your dad.
"Darling that's perfectly normal. Joel is a beautiful man, the only man you've seen besides me and dad." He waits for a response, but you have nothing to say.
"Just... There's a lot you don't know, okay? A lot we didn't think we had to tell you about. And your dad and I are just afraid someone might take advantage of that." He hugs you tighter, hoping Joel wouldn't be that someone.
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After dinner, you help Bill with the dishes while he chats with Frank and Joel, who are still at the table. They're talking about construction, cars and resources, and you're just listening to them.
Then you all go to bed and you lock your door, just like your dad asked you to.
Before you could sleep, though, you let the man take over you again.
You insert two fingers inside you and circle your clit desperately, trying to just get some relief so you could go to sleep. Softly, you moan the man's name when you cum, and pray he couldn't listen to you.
Your water bottle was empty, and you had to go downstairs to refill it. "Fuck!" You said, if one of your dads saw you outside your bedroom, they would kill you.
But your throat was dry and you didn't want to grab water from your bathroom. So you had no choice.
You almost fell on top of Joel when you opened your door and found him standing right in front of you.
"What are you doing here?" Your voice high and scared.
"Thought I heard you call me, came to see if you needed my help for something." His voice low and heavy, like his words were thick and hard to let out.
"I wasn't calling you. I don't need help, I was just going to grab some water." You respond way too fast, barely taking breaks between your words.
"Hum, I could swear I heard your pretty voice call my name just a minute ago. Joel, Joel, Joel. Multiple times. Didn't know you did those things, baby." His expression is serious and dark, looking down as he towers over you.
He wasn't going to try anything. But since you were calling him...
Fuck.
"I... I wasn't calling you. I'm sorry, I have to get back to bed." You try to close the door, but he doesn't let you, easily keeping it open with his forearm.
"But you weren't sleeping, were you, baby?" He steps in, forcing you to walk back inside. "I'm sorry. I just... I… I saw you and you were looking at me and I… I shouldn't, you barely even spoke to me, I'm sorry. I won't do it again."
He closes the door behind him.
"Oh, I don't mind angel, I'm not mad at you. My name never sounded sweeter. But I can't sleep now. Not now that I've heard it." His arm snakes around your waist, and he pushes you close.
He connects his mouth to yours, and you finally learn what a kiss feels like. His beard makes you flinch at first, scratching and almost hurting the sensitive skin of your face.
You're used to your dads' beards when you kiss their cheeks, but Joel's feels different, it hurts in a way that makes you want to feel it even more.
You moan into it and your body softens under his embrace, your legs give in and you're only standing because he's holding you. Your hands grab his back and his hair, and you moan into his mouth when his tongue opens it's way into yours.
His arms hold you tight and squeeze you, his large hands hold you you firmly, and you feel like that's what was missing for you all along. To be in Joel Miller's arms.
He is intoxicating.
His perfume, woody and different from the ones your dads have, mixed with his natural essence make you dizzy. His strong arms hold you in a way you didn't know you needed to be held. His mouth explores you with such hunger, such passion, and you've only just met.
It makes you wonder what it would be like if he loved you, if he cared for you. How much more of this intensity you'd feel from him.
You deepen the kiss, exploring his mouth with hunger and curiosity, all while doing your best not to drown in saliva.
He breaks the kiss and goes to your jawline and neck, smelling, kissing and biting you, his beard scratching you deliciously, making you moan.
"You smell so good, baby, you're so soft. Been a long time since I saw a girl like you. All pretty and sweet for me like this." He says as he runs his hand through your hair, his rough fingers caressing your scalp, pulling your head back to make more room for his lips.
You feel something hard pressing on your lower belly and you pull away. "Wait, Joel. I think there's something in your pocket." He looks down and laughs, grinding himself on you.
"This, baby?" His voice low and breathy. You nod and he looks at you, his breath heavy, his brows furrowed, now showing more confusion than arousal.
He lets you go abruptly, looking puzzled at you, analyzing you. "How old are you?"
You frown.
"I don't know, actually." You respond.
"What? How… how do you not know?" He turns his head, even more confused.
It was confusing, you'll give him that.
"Well, my dad, Bill, found me on a road a few days after the outbreak. After FEDRA evacuated the town. He said I could walk and speak, but was still really small. So he thinks I was around 2 or 3." He looked at the roof and then at you, doing the math in his head. "So you're 23?"
You nod. "Yeah, probably."
He puts his hands on his hips, looking at you and at the door.
"And... How do you not know what this is?" He asks mentioning the tent on his pants.
Oh... Maybe because you've never seen a man other than your dads, and you've never fucked any of them. Maybe that's why?
"Well, you and Tess are really the first people I see that are not my dads, and, well, the people I knew before them. Y'know, not a lot of friends to have around here." You say moving your arms around, mentioning the empty town and all the emptiness surrounding it.
You get close to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, and talking close to his ear, your hands roaming all over his back and hair.
"But I know somethings. Things I listened in songs, read in books. Things I want you to teach me." You say, touching his crotch, his cock throbbing inside his jeans.
But he thinks about your dads again, about you, and how he'd kill the man who tried anything similar with his own daughter.
"Sorry, baby. I can't. Your dads didn't tell me this. They said they had people come over before, just never stay. I thought you maybe got with one or some of them."
"You're the first." You say, not fully aware of all the weight the sentence has.
"I can't be your first one." He says, making you furrow your brows.
He pushes you away, walking towards the door.
"Why not?" you ask.
"Because you don't know me, baby. You're young and you need someone who knows you, and who you know. Someone who'll take care of you like you need." He sounded serious and decided. His voice deep and just slightly above a whisper.
He was kinda into the idea of you being innocent and naive. But when you're this untouched, it feels too much for him.
"But I want you." You say, returning his whisper. "I've been thinking about you ever since you showed up. Sometimes I feel this burn, this ache between my legs, and I used to fix it by just touching it. But today when I did it, my mind kept going back to you." You confess, and he swallows hard, his Adam's apple moving slowly as he did.
You see his eyes wander back around your body, and his gaze get darker again. But as soon as it darkens, he sees your face and it softens.
He turns towards the door, walking towards it.
Noticing how your words affected him, you keep going.
"I was calling you, Joel. I was doing it because of you." His body stiffens and he stops, his hand on the door handle. He turns his head to look at you over his shoulder.
"Please." You say, your voice sincere and sweet.
He turns back around, looking at you like you were tearing him apart. "I'm sorry. Can't do this to you. I don't know if I know how to be gentle anymore, I don't want to hurt you."
"If it's not you then who is it gonna be? My dads trusted you enough to let you inside our house, to let you sleep here with us. That has to mean something." You say, and he moves his jaw from side to side.
He knows he can't, but you're right. Someone could do worse than him trying his best to be gentle.
"Baby, if I have you, I won't want anyone else to have you after. If I'm your first one, I'll be your only one." He said, getting close to you.
"I don't know if I'll want anyone else after you." You respond, walking close to him and caressing his hair with your fingers. "I know I don't regret my first kiss." You whisper, your face close to his, and his eyes go darker, staring into yours.
He was your first kiss too.
"Could've been more gentle?" He asks with an embarrassed smile.
"It was perfect." You respond with a smile.
He looked at your lips, his hand coming to cup your cheek. You snuggle your face onto his hand, enjoying the texture and warmth of it.
"But I mean it. I can't do it. Not right now." You whimper, and he gives you a faintly stern look, his fingers pulling your hair behind your ear.
"Told you. You don't know me. I'll be around for a few more days. We'll be patient and see how this goes." Your face must be the one of a lost puppy by the way he's looking at you.
"Just don't want you to regret it. Can't just sleep with the first man you ever see, princess." He says with s laugh. The nickname makes your knees weak.
He kisses your cheeks, both of them, and let's go of you, grabbing your water bottle. "I'll fill it for you. Don't want your dads seeing you downstairs."
After a few minutes he comes back, finding you sitting on your bed. He places the bottle on your nightstand.
"Sleep tight." He wishes, leaning down to kiss your forehead.
"I'll see you tomorrow, right?" You ask, feeling vulnerable already being so clingy to the man.
He holds your chin, caressing your jaw.
"I'll be here for a whole while, angel. Promise I won't go anywhere before we talk about this, okay?" You nod, getting up to lock the door after him.
He gives you a little kiss on the cheek and leaves, and you go back to bed, letting anticipation bloom on you, feeling like you're gonna melt.
To think that he was indeed also thinking about you, that he wanted you the same way you wanted him, made you feel funny, like you're gonna scream.
It made you revisit all the times you caught his gaze, everytime you saw his eyes go from your body to your eyes when you looked at him.
How maybe he did the same in his bedroom, thinking about you the same way you thought about him.
Just picturing that makes you feel funny, and you smile to yourself. Feeling all special to be noticed by a man like him: strong and resourceful, the things your dads taught to be — and to look for.
Your dads were worried he would take advantage of you. But on his grand opportunity to do so, he said no and told you to go back to sleep.
And that just made you want him more.
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Coming up: You convince Joel he's the right one to be your first, but how hard will it be?
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