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Ain't no sunshine.

Summary: Joel didn't know how to feel about Jackson...that is until he met you. (Joel x Baker/Maker!Reader)

Rating: M

Word Count: 7.4k

Content: 18+ content, Minors DNI. PnV, swearing, dirty talk, possessive Joel, spit kink? kinda...a hint of degradation.

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Tommy found you out by yourself in the next town over.

You had been by yourself for a while after your previous group had been ripped to shreds by a hoard. You being the only survivor. Ironically.

Almost everyone in Jackson had taken a liking to you, Tommy and Maria especially. There were always the few who didn't like anyone for no good reason at all. You mostly worked at the bar, or you did some of the patrols when others couldn’t. Working at the bar caused many to talk for hours with you, hence why so many of the people in Jackson love you. You’re just so easy going, vibrant, kind hearted.

You had been living in Jackson for quite a while before Joel had come back from Salt Lake City, never meeting him when he stopped there to try and dump Ellie on his brother. When he came back with Ellie, he wasn’t expecting such a warm welcome from the town. Especially not expecting a knock on his new front door and baked goods being shoved into his arms by you. Gorgeous, bright, all smiles.

You had brought over a welcome basket for the two new townies. You bake on the side, the best in town...well the only one in town who really bakes all the time. You made plenty of goodies for them, from cookies all the way to a baked homemade cake. You even threw a bag of coffee in the basket, hearing from Tommy how much he loves the substance.

You were probably the only one who had it, never sharing it with anyone, besides Tommy and Maria, because of how hard it is to come by, but you wanted to be nice to one of Tommy’s relatives, since he brought you in and saved you from being alone.

“Hi,” Your eyes brightened when seeing just how attractive the older man was.

Joel’s eyebrows furrowed at the sight of you, heart skipping a beat at your smile, “Uh..hello?”

“Joel, right? Tommy’s brother?” You asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to ease into a conversation.

Joel nods his head as he looks at the semi-heavy basket in your arms.

You smile yet again, “I brought you and your kid a little housewarming gift.”

Joel snorted, “Little?”

You smile bashfully, a small blush runs across your nose, “Mhhm.”

Joel reaches for the large basket, eyes scanning over the many delicious treats you provided for him and Ellie, “You didn’t have to do all this.”

You waved him off, “No biggie. I bake all the time or at least for whoever is willing to try my goods.”

Joel coughed at your choice of words, “Yeah,” he choked out, “Uh well, thank ya. I 'ppreciate this.”

You nod your head, “Anytime, you ever need anything I’m just a few houses down,” you pointed at a small blue house down the road, “Have a good night Joel and welcome to Jackson.” You give him one more smile before turning and heading back to your small home.

Joel calls out a soft goodnight to you as he slowly watches you walk off; he stays like that until you get to your house and inside safely. He backs into his house and closes the door, walking to the kitchen and setting the basket on the table. He slowly unpacks everything, scoffing at the ridiculous amount of baked goods you baked for them before freezing at the bag you threw in just for him. He opens the bag and smells it, groaning at how good the coffee smells. He had to repay you.

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Joel had asked Tommy about you. Not getting a name from you the other night, so he tried his best to describe you.

Tommy threw up his eyebrows in question, “What about her?”

Joel chewed on his bottom lip, shifting his feet, “You know her?”

“Of course I do, she’s mine and Maria’s favorite.”

Joel nods, “What’s her name?”

Tommy sends him a knowing look before saying your name.

Joel nods again, “She like anythin’ in particular?”

“Why? You wanna swoon her or somethin’?”

Joel shakes his head this time, “No, no. Stop that. She jus’ gave us this big basket full of treats as a welcome gift, even gave me a bag of coffee. Jus’ wanna give somethin’ back as a thank you or whatever.”

Tommy’s eyes bulge out of his head when Joel mentioned you giving him coffee, “She gave you a bag of her coffee?!”

“Yeah?”

“Whew, she must like you. She rarely ever shares her bags, she does with Maria and I because, well, we’re her favorites.”

Joel rolled his eyes at Tommy, “Don’t be stupid. She was jus’ bein' nice.”

You were way too pretty for him, Joel thought. There was no way you could be into a man like him when you looked like that. Besides, when you find out how much of a grump he is, would you really stay with that?

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You were working a night shift for the night, only a few people littered the room that night. Very slow.

Tommy had begged Joel to go see their bar, “C’mon. Only a few beers. I promise.”

Joel reluctantly agreed, “Yeah, whatever,”

Walking in, you call over your shoulder, “That better be you Tommy, you promised you would come and save me from this long boring shift of mine.”

Joel gulped at the sight of you, you made him nervous.

“It is, I brought a guest if that’s okay,” Tommy said back to you.

Your back was still turned to them, “Is it Maria?”

“No, a slight downgrade I’m afraid,” Tommy jokingly said.

Joel sends a glare his way as you turn around.

At the sight of him your smile widens, Joel’s feels his heart beat out of his chest.

“Hi Joel,” you say sweetly, putting Tommy’s usual on the bar.

Joel nods his head at you, “Hi.” His hands were sweating.

“What can I get you?”

“Whatever my little brother’s havin' s’fine,” he tells you.

You nod and turn your back to them once more before turning back and setting his drink down on the bar.

“Here ya go sugar,” you said.

Joel can feel a slight blush rising on his neck from the nickname, “Thank ya.”

He takes a sip from his drink and slightly grimaces, you laugh, “It’s not the best but he drinks it.”

Joel turns to Tommy, “You drink this shit?”

Tommy shrugs, “It ain’t that damn bad.”

Joel shakes his head and slides the beer to his brother, “What else you got?”

You smile once again, “What do you like?”

Joel shrugs, “I ain’t picky but somethin’ that doesn’t taste like that shit,” he says as he points at his brother’s drink.

You laugh as you bend down under the bar counter, grabbing a special kind of whiskey that you helped make, “I got somethin’ for ya.”

Tommy watches as she pulls up the good whiskey, “Ain’t no way.”

Joel’s eyebrows furrowed, “What?”

Tommy shakes his head with a small grin, “She’s giving you the good shit big brother. Hell, she rarely lets me have some of that.”

You shake your head, grinning, “Now Tommy, Joel is new here, so he needs to try the whiskey I made.”

Joel looks at her surprised, “You made it?”

You nod, “I helped make it, I won’t take all the credit, but I am the one who made the recipe and the only one who knows it.”

You slide him a glass of your whiskey, he raises it to his lips for a sip. He’s pleasantly surprised at the taste, “Oh wow...this is nice.”

Tommy nods his head, “She won’t make a new batch until that one is gone. She doesn’t ever share her recipes with anyone, not even Maria and I. Whiskey, cookies, brownies. Hell, whenever she runs out of her supplies, we put that on the top of the need list. She’s just good with her hands at just about everything.”

You blush, “Oh stop. They’re alright.”

Joel shakes his head in disagreement, “Nah I ain’t ever had a treat like the ones you made Ellie and me. You have a real talent.”

You smile at his kind words, “Well thank ya, just let me know if you run out and I'll make some more. Maybe even suggest a few things you like.”

Joel nods, before bringing up a certain bag, “And I wanna thank ya for the coffee, I haven’t had a cup of coffee in a while and I...if there’s ever anythin' you need jus’ let me know. I’m not a baker but I am a handyman, or if you need more supplies, I’m sure Tommy’ll let me go out and get it for you.” He rambled on.

“Well, that’s generous of you but you don’t have to do that Joel,” you smile at him, “I wanted to give you that coffee and goods as a welcome gift.”

Joel nods, “Well yea but Tommy said you don’t give your coffee to just anybody, so...jus’ let me know okay?”

You nodded, “Alright,” you turn to Tommy, “Stop makin’ me sound stingy.”

Tommy holds his hands up in surrender, “I ain’t, I ain’t,”

Joel lets out a chuckle as he sips on his drink, humming as it goes down smoothly.

You tend to the rest of the people at the bar as the shift goes on, stopping to talk to the two men every so often. Refilling Joel’s glass a couple of times despite his protest.

“Alright, yer gonna get me drunk if ya don’t stop,” Joel tells you., his southern drawl getting thicker.

You laugh, “Alright.”

Tommy was a few beers in, slightly tipsy, “You know, I think I should head out. Joel, you stay as long as you want.”

Joel nods his head, he was a little buzzed and not really wanting to leave the pretty woman behind the bar, “Alright little brother, head home safe. Tell Maria I’m sad she missed out on tonight.”

Tommy waves him off as he steps out of the bar, Joel turns to look around. It was just him and her in there, “When do you usually close up shop?”

“Around this time,” you say as you wipe down the counter.

“Am I holdin’ you up? I can go-”

“No, no,” you stop his words with a smile, “I don’t have to do much since it was a slow day, I’m almost done.”

Joel nods, “Alright, we can walk out together then.”

You finish up closing and grab your things, Joel stands up from his stool and walks beside you holding the door open for you to walk out first. What a gentleman.

You lock the doors behind both of you and head off in the direction of your homes.

“You likin’ Jackson so far?” You question him.

Joel nods his head, “Yeah, it’s alright. Jus’ tryin' to find my way here.”

You nod your head in response, “It’s gonna turn out okay, this a great place for you and your little girl.”

Joel nods his head at your words, “Yeah, I know it is...especially since one of our neighbors is a bakin’ goddess”

You laugh at his words, tipping your head back, “I don’t know about the goddess part.”

“I do,” Joel says as he lightly smiles at you.

Your smile slightly turns into a shy one, blush spreading across your face. You both stop in front of your front door.

“Well this is me, thank you for walking me home,” you look up at him, his frame hovering over you.

“Of course,” Joel tells you, “I...I’ll uh...see you around then?”

You nod, “Of course.”

“Alright then..goodnight,” he says as he slowly starts backing away from you towards his house.

“Goodnight Joel,” you shoot him one more small smile before heading inside.

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Joel thinks about you more than he’d like to admit.

Your soft smile and plump lips, your soft shiny hair and the way you talk. You are by far the sweetest person he’s ever met, and that was one thing he loved about you. You are more than happy to help everyone that asks for it.

Like today, you were filling in for the person who was supposed to go with Joel on patrol and Joel couldn’t be happier. He likes spending time with you, even if it’s for a short amount of time.

He waits for you by the stables, petting the two horses he grabbed for the both of you. Tommy watches him from afar when an idea springs into his mind, he walks over to his older brother.

“Big brother,” Tommy said in greeting.

“Hey Tommy,” Joel said without looking up from the horses.

“I have some bad news,” Tommy began to say, and Joel started to frown.

Did you back out on patrol with him?

“Maria says we’re short on horses and need to be lenient on how many we send out at a time, I’m afraid I can only let you take one horse out.”

Joel frowns at his words but inside he’s excited to share a horse with you, have you pressed up against his back, arms around him.

“Alrigh’, shouldn’t be a problem then,” Joel said as he hands one of the horses off to Tommy and sees you walking towards him.

“G’mornin Tommy!” You said with a cheery tone.

“Good morning sunshine,” Tommy said with a chuckle.

You turn to Joel with an even brighter smile, “Good morning sugar.”

“G’mornin’ darlin’.”

You blush at the nickname, “So, where’s my horse?”

Tommy chuckles while leading the other one away, Joel furrowing his eyebrows at his little brother, “Tommy said we’re short on horses, so we can only take one out with us.”

You shake your head at Tommy’s words, you know damn well there were plenty of horses, but that doesn’t stop you from going along with it, “Alright, then I guess we’re sharing buckaroo.”

Joel shakes his head at the nickname with a smile, he climbs and mounts the horses reaching a hand down to you to help pull you up onto the horse. You wrap your arms around his mid-section, causing an eruption of butterflies in his stomach.

You both were checking out the furthest part of the patrol paths, horseback was the obvious smart option. Riding in silence, you watched the trees from above you. Joel would shoot a glance back at you every so often, trying his best to not get caught.

You both came to a stop in front of a path that consisted of a few abandoned houses. You hop off the horse first and head into the first house, checking each of the rooms and then signing your name in the book. You walk back outside and nod at Joel. You both did that for the remaining houses while making small talk.

“You okay on supplies?” Joel asked you. You hadn’t made him any more goods in a while and he was slightly craving them, plus your attention.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I still have plenty,” you tell him with a small smile.

Joel kind of deflates at your words, he doesn’t want to flat out ask for them, “Alrigh’.”

You notice the shift in behavior, “You okay?”

Joel snaps his head at you while clearing his throat, “Yeah...yeah. ‘M alright.”

You smile, kind of knowing what he’s hinting at, “You wanting more of my baked goods Joel?”

Joel sheepishly smiles at you, making you laugh a genuine laugh.

“What all are you wanting?” You ask him.

“Uh, ‘m not sure. Whatever you wanna make me...us,” he corrected himself.

You nod your head as you both head back to the horse, already finishing up the path, “Alright then, as soon as we get back, I’ll get started on it for you sugar.”

Joel blushes, “Alrigh’,” he’ll never get tired of that pet name.

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You both made it back to Jackson safely, heading to the stables to put the horse up. Tommy was around chatting with some of Jackson’s residents and watched the two ride in. He excused himself to walk over to you two.

“Well, how did it go?” Tommy smirked.

You shoot him a look, “It went well, nothing out of place and no infected.”

Tommy chuckled, “That all?”

Joel grunts in annoyance, “Yes Tommy, what else would there be?”

You and Tommy chuckle in unison.

Joel looks at you with a questioning look, you smile at him, “Tommy lied about the horses.”

Joel looked back at Tommy, “Huh?”

Tommy was not surprised you caught on; he shrugged his shoulders at his big brother.

“Alright boys, I have to go start baking,” you say as you back towards your house, “I’ll see you both later.”

Joel nodded his head, still thinking about what you said. You knew but still decided to ride a horse with him. He’ll have to ask you about that later.

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You walked into your small humble home and started getting out all your ingredients to make Joel plenty of baked goodies.

You go to turn your oven on, but it wouldn’t turn on?

You kept messing with it but eventually groaned in frustration. How will you bake for Joel? Unless...

You smile to yourself as you get a basket out of your pantry and start loading up all the ingredients you’ll be needing.

Stepping out of the house, you make your way down the road and to Joel’s house. Heading up his porch stairs you find yourself in front of his front door.

Knock

The front door stays closed for just a few seconds before you see Joel’s handsome face. He’s surprised to see you already but looks down and sees the basket that didn’t have treats in it but the ingredients for them.

“Hey?” Joel says, it comes out as a question, “You makin’ me bake my own treats this time?”

You shake your head with a small laugh, “No sugar. My oven isn’t workin’, so I thought it would be okay if I came over here and made them?”

Joel nods his head, “Of course, yeah...let me take that from you,” he grabs the basket out of your small arms and nods his head for you to enter his house. You walk in and head into the small kitchen, you start rummaging through his cabinets for bowls to mix in, finding a few that were suitable.

“I ain’t got much for bakin’,” Joel starts to mumble to you, but you wake him off.

“That’s alright, I brought over all the stuff. Just need a few bowls,” you turned his oven on and started heating it up, “You wanna help me? Or just watch?” You send a wink his way causing him to smile with a slight blush.

Joel walks slowly over to where you were, “What do you need me to do darlin’?”

You were the one blushing now.

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A couple of hours go by, and you both successfully made a few batches of cookies and brownies. The only thing left that was baking was a pumpkin loaf, which you swore to Joel was the best thing ever. He wasn’t the biggest fan of pumpkin, but he didn’t mind. You said it was your favorite, so he had to try it.

“Alright, I successfully destroyed your kitchen. Let me clean up a bit before I go,” you tell him.

He doesn’t want you to go, “Uh....would you...” he starts to say but he goes quiet.

You look at him patiently, “Yes Joel?”

He looks up at you almost bashfully, “Would you like to stay for dinner? Since you baked for me, I can..uh..cook for you?”

You beamed at him, “That would be lovely! I just want to wash up a bit before, I also have a bottle of wine I've been savin’, this is perfect for that.”

Joel nods at you with a smile, “Alright, let me help you clean up then.”

You washed and he dried, talking about the simple things.

He loved coffee and playing the guitar. Back before this time, he loved a good ride around town, the view green of trees and backroads never got old to him. He also admitted to loving action movies, but he was a sucker for romance. He had you swear you wouldn’t tell anyone, which you simply laugh and held up your pinky. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“C’mon, give me your pinky! Please tell me you know what a pinky promise is?”

Of course he does, Sarah had him pinky promise a lot of things. Never understanding the significance of it but he did it for her, nonetheless. He just didn’t know you did them.

“Of course I do, but I didn’t know a grown woman still did them,” Joel says to you playfully, he hooks his pinky with yours. His finger was humongous compared to yours, engulfing it completely.

“I’ll have you know Mr. Miller, is that I take pinky promises seriously. I never break them,” you swore to him.

Joel nods his head with a loving smile, “Alright then.”

Pinkies still clasped together, you smiled at him. His heart is beating like a drum at the sight of you. Standing in his kitchen, flour on your blouse, some of it scattered along your nose, smiling up at him with the most gorgeous smile.

“Alrigh then,” you say back to him slowly pulling your pinky from his, “I just need to go wash up and then I’ll be back, okay?”

You grab your basket full of stuff and wait for his response, “Alright darlin’.”

He sends you a smile as he walks you to the front door, opening it and telling you a quiet bye.

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Joel was stressed out.

You were coming to eat dinner tonight.

With him.

Just him.

Ellie was at a friend’s house and was staying there that night.

Joel was picking up around the parts of the house that you haven’t seen. It wasn’t necessarily dirty, but Joel was panicking.

He didn’t know what to expect, if this was a date or not. He sure hopes it is.

Walking into the kitchen and towards the pantry, he looked around at what he could cook for you. He isn’t a chef, but he’d say he’s an okay cook.

He can’t give you a five-star meal, but maybe steak would pair well with the wine you bring. He nods his head at the idea and walks out of the house to Tommy’s.

Surely, he had what he was after.

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You had showered and changed clothes. Blow drying your hair and taming your fly aways. You changed into a cute blue short-sleeved sundress, pairing it with a pair of white-ish sneakers. (Not so white since it’s the apocalypse and legit can’t keep anything clean.)

You walked into your bedroom and towards your closet to pull out a red wine bottle that was hiding in the back. Looking at yourself one more time in the bathroom mirror, satisfied, you head out of your house and back to Joel’s.

The sun was about to set, just above the trees.

You were slowly walking over, basking in the feeling you felt in your body. Joel had asked you on a date. You surely thought this would never happen.

Looking towards Joel’s house, you spot him on the porch...talking to a certain red head.

Angeline.

Angeline was this pretty little thing; she didn’t like you very much. Never knowing why, but she never had anything nice to say to you.

They were flirting.

Or so you thought, Angeline stopped Joel on his way back with what he was making for dinner. She was trying to get him to go out to the bar with her tonight, but he was letting her down politely.

“No, ‘m sorry. I have plans tonight, ‘m about to cook dinner in just a bit,” Joel told her. He was holding the steaks and sides in his hands.

“Are you sure? What about if I join you for dinner?”

She was persistent.

“Uh...no, sorry. I have dinner plans with someone else,” Joel tries again.

“Well, then who?” Angeline was getting agitated; she’d been trying to spend time with Joel for a while now.

He says your name and Angeline scoffs, “Her?”

Joel furrowed his eyebrows at her tone, nodding, “Uh yeah.”

Angeline was about to say something not nice before he got a glimpse of you from the corner of his eye, he turned his head to you and smiled, “There you are.”

You had watched the interaction between them but not hearing what was said, so you glumly nodded, “Here I am.”

Angeline sent you a small glare before turning back to Joel, “Well if you change your mind, you know where to find me,” she glided her hand down his arm before turning and walking away, sharing a glance with you. Smirking.

You felt yourself falter

Joel noticed the glum look you had on your face, “Hey? You okay?”

You nodded your head without looking at him, “Yeah, ‘m fine.”

Joel didn’t believe you but didn’t want to push you, “Alrigh’....well I thought since you were bringing wine over that it would go well with some steaks...if that’s okay?”

Steaks sounded amazing; you haven’t had one in forever.

“Steaks sounds great,” you tell him as you walk up onto his porch.

Joel let out a sigh of relief, “Okay good, I didn’t know what you would like...so...” he trailed off.

You shoot him a small, close-lipped smile that didn’t reach your eyes.

Joel can feel himself start to panic, what happened? Did he do something wrong?

You walked into his house and into the kitchen, setting the bottle of wine on the kitchen table. Joel walked in behind you, setting all the things he brough with him on the counter. Without looking at him, you walked to a cabinet pulling out two short glasses.

“It’s a malbec, so it’ll go really well with steak,” you tell him.

Joel nods, his fingers twitching from nerves, “Are you okay?”

“Huh?” You turn slightly, looking at the wall behind him.

“You uh...haven’t looked at me since you got back and...I just wanna make sure we..we’re okay,” he mumbled out you.

Your heart sank, he thinks you’re mad at him, “Of course Joel, we’re okay.”

“Then why are you still not lookin’ at me darlin’?”

Your foot is slightly shifting back and forth on the ground while you played with your fingers before you decided to answer, “Angeline.”

Joel’s eyebrows furrowed as he puts his hands on his hips, “What about her?”

You shoot your eyes to the floor before shrugging your shoulders, “Do you like her?”

Joel was trying to decipher the conversation, “Uh...I guess so? Don’t know her well enough but I guess she’s alright?”

You shook your head, “No Joel, do you like her?”

Joel shook his head with you, not understanding, “What are you askin’ me honey?”

You flush at the new nickname, “Do you...do you wanna be with her?”

Joel’s face falls in understanding, slightly smiling, “Wait, are you jealous?”

You flush red, “I...what? No..I-” you stumbled with your words.

Joel’s chest rumbles with a chuckle, “Don’t lie to me sweet thing.”

You sigh out, face still warm, “Don’t...put me on the spot like that Joel.”

Joel was biting his lip, trying to contain his large smile, “M’ sorry honey, c’mon.”

You snapped your eyes to him, finally looking at him, he smiles, “There they are. Those beautiful eyes of yours.”

He keeps you red, loving the way your blush danced across your face and up your neck.

“Joel...stop,” you plead while putting your hands over your face as you smile.

He walks over to you and gently grabs your hands from your face, “Hey now, lemme see you,” pulling them away, you both look into each other's eyes, “Yeah...that’s....wow.”

You both are smiling while looking at each other, Joel is the first to break the silence, “No.”

“Huh?”

“No, I don’t wanna be with her. She’s not the woman I’m interested in.”

You flush, “Well...then who is.” You just wanted him to say it.

Joel shoots you a look, “C’mon now, I know you and I know you’re smarter than that.”

You shoot him a sly smile, “I dunno what you’re talkin’ about.”

He hums out as both your heads get closer to one another, “She is this ball of sunshine, a heart of gold,” you hum at his words, “best baker ever, best damn treats,” you laugh, “the most gorgeous smile I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing...and she blesses me with it every time she looks at me.” His forehead lays against yours.

Your eyes closed at the feeling, “Hey, hey no...lemme see your eyes baby.”

You opened them, his nose runs along yours as you keep looking at each other. He nudges his nose with yours, silently asking. Your hands clutch onto his shirt as he leans down, capturing his mouth slowly with yours.

His hands move from your hands, down your arms, down your sides, to your hips. He pulls you closer to him as your mouths explore each other's. Your arms let his shirt go to glide up his neck, one staying on his neck while the other presses into his hair.

He groans when you scrape your nails on his scalp, his tongue lightly skimming your bottom lip. You open your mouth slightly to allow him access. His hand comes up to hold the back of your head, lightly caressing your tongue with his.

He pulls away, slightly panting, “As much as I want to continue this honey...I promised you dinner,” you frowned a bit, also panting, “What kind of gentleman would I be if I bed you before our first date?”

You smiled at that, nodding your head, you let out a small ‘okay’.

Joel smiled at you before leaning down and giving you one more kiss.

He lets you go before turning to start cooking dinner, while you pour two glasses of the wine.

Handing him one of the glasses he hums, “Thank you darlin’.”

You smiled at him; the blush that was across your face slid down south.

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Dinner was amazing, you and Joel talked about anything and everything. The bottle of wine was finished, and Joel had busted out some whiskey he had gotten from Tommy.

You both were now snacking on the pumpkin loaf you baked for him earlier.

“God this is pretty damn good,” Joel told you while shoving more of the bread into his mouth.

You laugh at him while also eating more, “I told you! It’s delicious. By far my favorite thing to bake.”

Joel hums, “Well you can make this for me anytime darlin’.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you take another sip of the whiskey.

You both are pretty buzzed from the wine and now whiskey. Joel had put it away after the last pour. Not wanting either of you to be too incoherent.

Joel had reached over and put a hand on your thigh as you talked, rubbing his thumb back and forth. It made you stutter over your words. Joel smirked at that.

“Didn’t mean to make ya nervous baby,” Joel tilted his head at you, still rubbing his thumb over the flesh of your thigh.

You shake your head at him, blushing, “Yes you did, don’t act all innocent.”

Joel gave you a mock offended look, “Me? I would never darlin’ you havta believe me.”

His southern drawl was becoming thicker from the alcohol. You found it sexy.

“Alright cowboy, I believe you.”

Joel chuckled before standing, grabbing both your plates to put in the sink. You had gotten up from your seat to walk around the small home.

Simple.

Homey.

A small guitar sat in the corner of the living room.

“Can you play?” You called out to him.

“What’s that honey?” Joel called from the sink.

“Can you play your guitar for me?” Joel had walked to the threshold between the kitchen and living room, leaning against the wall, you looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Joel sighs, “Whatever you want darlin’.”

You smiled at him before grabbing his guitar and handing it to him.

Joel takes a seat on a small chair across from the couch, where you sit yourself.

He started strumming a few notes.

“Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone.”

Hell, you didn’t expect him to sing, let alone be able to sing.

“It’s not warm when she’s away.”

You're watching him closely, almost as if you’re afraid you’ll miss something.

“And she’s always gone too long, anytime she goes away.”

You watch the way his fingers strum effortlessly, how relaxed he is when he plays. It’s memorizing. Sexy even. It leaves your mouth dry as you watch him, heart beating out of your chest, breathing slightly ragged.

He finishes the song and looks up at you, smirking when he sees your shocked expression.

“Well?”

You tilt you head at him with a smile, “I didn’t know you could sing.”

Joel smiles, “Not many know, so shh. Don’t tell no one.”

You stick your pinky out to him with a wide smile, making him chuckle while wrapping his pinky around yours. Stretched out to reach you, he doesn’t let your pinky go. Simply just stares at you with dark eyes.

Your smile fades slightly, his dark eyes intimate but intimidating.

“C’mere.”

You don’t have to be told twice.

You rise without breaking eye contact, as well as your interlocked fingers. Walking over to him, he pulls you into his lap and locks his lips with yours in one motion. His fingers are wrapped around strands of your hair, slightly tugging and stroking.

Your hands were on both of his cheeks, stroking his beard. His other hand roamed the back of your head, neck, and cheeks. Noses bumping every so often.

Your legs were on either side of his hips, dress bunched up a bit. His hands reach down to play with the hem of it around your hips. Sliding his fingers across the sides of your thighs, he gently bites down on your bottom lip, tugging on it and catching it back between his lips.

You swipe your tongue against his, making him groan and squeeze your thighs. Suddenly, he shifts forward. Dipping you down, so that your head was angled to the floor. You squeal while he laughs, hauling you up by your hips. He wraps your legs around him as he heads for his bedroom.

You were giggling into his shoulder as he carries you.

“What’s so funny?” Joel asks as he plops you down onto his bed.

You shake your head at him, smiling.

Joel hums at the sight of you, plucking at the blue dress you wore.

“Tell me to stop and we will baby,” he tells you.

You look at him with soft eyes, pulling him down by his neck to kiss you, giving him your answer. He shifts your dress up past your hips, getting a glimpse of your panties, sucking in a breath when he sees a wet patch.

“Jesus your pretty,” he mumbles as he latches his mouth to your neck. Kissing, sucking, biting. You arch into him, tilting your head back to give him better access. He licks a broad strip from the bottom of your throat to the top.

“Joel,” you moan out, running your hands up his back.

He hums against your neck, sliding a hand up your thigh toying with your panties before dragging them down your legs and throwing them to the floor. He lifts himself off your body to yank his shirt off his body, throwing it somewhere in the room. He grabs a hold of your legs and drags you to the edge, pulling your legs apart to spread you for him.

He just stares.

Stares at your glistening cunt.

Mouth open like he’s parched.

You squirm under his gaze. Trying to close your thighs, he stops you.

He kneels while shoving his head closer to your heat. Wrapping his hands around your thighs to push them around his head, enclosing his head between your thighs as he wraps his mouth around your pulsing clit.

You moan out loudly at the feeling, raking your hands through his hair as he sucks vigorously and flicks his tongue against you. Your dress was hiked all the way to your breasts. You reach down and pull it over your head, leaving you completely bare for him. His head raised to get a look at you, his lips were glistening from your juices.

His lustful eyes, scanned your body, soaking in everything you have to offer, “Fuck,” he muttered.

His eyes contact yours. He slowly lowers his head without breaking eye contact, pressing kisses against your mound and making his way up. He gets to the valley between your breasts, licking and nipping at your right tit. His mouth wraps around your nipple, harshly sucking. He lets go with a ‘pop’ before giving your tit a small slap.

Your body jolts at the contact, mouth open in a small ‘o’, hooded eyes staring at him intimately. Joel reaches his hand out and places his thumb against your open mouth dragging your bottom lip down then shoving it in your mouth.

You wrap your lips around his thumb, slightly biting down causing him to groan.

“Fuck you’re perfect,” Joel tells you, gripping your chin between his pointer and thumb. He unbuckles the front of his jeans and slides them down his long thick legs, leaving him in his plain boxers.

You palm him through the thin material, him smirking down at you as you eye his impressive bulge outline. He’s big, very thick. You’re a tad nervous with how big he is, you haven’t done this in years, especially not with someone this damn big.

Joel moves both of his hands to your face, lifting it to make you look at him. He leans down and kisses you softly. Running his tongue over your top lip softly, he caresses your cheeks with his thumbs.

He drags his head back from you, “You don’t know how long I've dreamed of this.”

You looked up at him with hooded eyes, “Show me then.”

Your making Joel’s heart beat out of his chest, his cock throbbing at your words. Without speaking, he pushes you back on the bed and runs a finger through your slick. He teases your hole with his pointer while he grips the base of his cock through his boxers. He slides his boxers down to his ankles and steps out of them.

“Careful what you wish for darlin’,” Joel tells you as he takes his slicked fingers away from your heat to slick his cock up with your juices, guiding his thick cock to your entrance.

“I think I can handle it cowb-,” you’re cut off by him sliding into you, moaning loudly you throw a hand around his neck as he slides to the hilt.

“God damn...knew you’d be tight,” Joel strains out to you, “Been dreaming of this tight cunt ever sin-...ever since I met you,” Joel was choking out words as he slowly thrusted into you, warming you to his length.

You're gasping for air at his words, mewling every time he drags his length in and out of you. Joel gripped your legs to throw over his shoulders, gripping the back of your thighs when your feet were beside his ears.

“Fuck you feel so goddamn good,” Joel’s hips were slamming into the back of your legs, his pace unbearable. His cock was hitting all the right places, even brushing up against the deepest parts of you.

“Joel-,” you cut yourself off with a loud high pitch moan as he brushes up against your g-spot.

“That’s fuckin’ right baby,” Joel kept his pace the same, slamming against your g-spot every time he thrusts into you, “You drive me fuckin’ crazy, so god damn sweet n’ pretty...prettiest thing I've ever seen.”

You can feel your release building coming, “Fuck..I-...I’m gonna cum,” you slur out.

“Cum all over my cock baby...fuck give it to me,” Joel was rambling, he pressed his forehead against yours, “So pretty...fuck you’re so pretty and all mine.”

You whine at him claiming you, not minding, “Yours.”

Joel pulled out of you and squeezed the tip of his cock. He bends down to swipe his tongue around your clit, sucking harshly, he shoves two fingers into your throbbing walls. You cum immediately, body shakes as you do so.

“Fuck Joel!” You wrap a hand in his hair, tugging slightly. He hums against you as he works you through your orgasm. Licking you clean.

He stands back up and lines himself with your entrance again, “Fuck you look so pretty when you cum, gonna give me another one? Hm? Gonna cum all over my cock this time?” He swipes his cock against your slick slit, nudging your entrance, “Be a good girl, and,” he slides all the way back into you, “Take it.”

You’re a mess. Tears streamed down your face, mouth wide open, wrecked moans leaving. You’re cock drunk.

“Look at you honey...dumb on my cock. Can’t even speak huh?” He picked up his pace, if that was even possible, slamming his hips harder and harder against your thighs.

Drool left the side of your mouth; Joel ran his thumb up your cheek to collect it. Bringing it to his mouth and licking your spit off it. Then he brings his thumb back to put in your mouth, gripping the bottom of your chin with his other four fingers.

“Nobody can make you feel this fuckin’ good,” Joel says in your ear, “nobody but me, you hear me?” You bit down softly on his thumb, before sucking on it, “God look at you. Made for me...only me.” Joel’s possessive side was showing but you didn’t care. You’ve been pining after this man since he arrived in Jackson.

You can feel your second orgasm coming as he continues to pound in and out of you. He can feel your walls tightening, sucking him in.

“I can feel you baby, come on. Cum on my cock,” Joel demands you, “Fuckin’ give it to me.”

“Give.”

Smack.

“It.”

Smack.

“To.”

Smack.

“Me.”

Smack.

You let out a scream as you cum around him, body racking in waves. He immediately pulls out of you from the feeling of your orgasm, it causing him to cum all over your stomach and chest.

You’re both gasping for air by the end of it. He’s gliding his hands up and down the side of your thighs, gently laying your legs down off from his shoulders.

“You okay sunshine?”

You smiled at the nickname, “Sure am cowboy.”

Joel let out a breathy laugh, “Lemme find somethin’ to clean you up with baby,” he leaves and heads for the bathroom, coming back with a small wet cloth. He wipes you clean from his mess. He leans over your body to plant a kiss on your lips, gathering you up in his arms as he lays you both back on the bed.

He’s lazily drawing circles on your back, pressing small kisses against your neck, you break the silence, “Am I staying over?”

Joel hummed against your neck, “You ain’t ever leavin’.”

You let out a laugh, but he isn’t joking. Joel doesn’t plan on letting you go.

“Fine by me,” You didn’t want to be let go.

“Good,” Joel pressed a kiss against your temple, “Now let’s get some sleep so you can cook me breaky in the mornin’.”

You snorted, “Of course sugar.”

Joel hummed; he wasn’t feeling anything but content.

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Tommy did you both a favor.

If he hadn't of snuck into your house when you both left to unplug your oven...who knows what would've happened instead of you going to Joel's to bake.

He didn't exactly plan it that way but thought maybe Joel would come over to "fix" it...but it all worked out in the end.

#tlou series #joel tlou #tlou fanfiction #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller #the last of us hbo #hbo the last of us #tlou hbo #ellie williams #ellie tlou #the last of us series

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His Personal Heater.

Summary: Baby it's cold out, and Joel's freezing.

Rating: M

Word Count: 2.3k

Content: 18+ content Minors DNI, rough smut, unprotected PnV, a smidge of dirty talk, oral (F&M receiving)

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He's cold.

That's all Joel told you when you asked if he was okay.

Blankets of snow covered the ground, the trees laced with ice, the river solid. It was downright freezing. But you somehow never complained.

You and Joel haven't known each other for long, five or so months. You ran into each other in Boston, both being smugglers. The two of you were tasked with a job that was a little too far out, but worth the price.

"We'll stop for the night at the first house we see," Joel told you.

You nodded, you could keep going but the winds are picking up and so are Joel's shivers. You've never minded the cold, if anything you preferred it. At night you tend to always throw the blankets away from you, always running hot. So, this is nothing to you.

Sometime later, you both run into a small white house. Scoping the place out before relaxing. It looked untouched, there were still supplies in the cabinets and closets.

'Thank god,' Joel thought when seeing multiple blankets in the nearby closet. He grabbed all of them and placed them in the single bedroom. It's a queen-sized bed but he didn't think you'd want to share with him, so he suggested he took the floor and left it at that.

Joel laid out a pallet for himself, taking one of the pillows from the bed. He made sure you had plenty of blankets to layer yourself with, more than he left for himself. What a gentleman.

You both are now in the single bedroom, you in the queen-sized bed with way more layers than you need and him on the hard ground with only a few blankets.

You start to sweat...so you start silently taking your clothes off. Dropping them to the ground beside the bed, you make yourself comfy. You can hear Joel shivering and letting out puffs of air.

"Jesus Christ it's cold," Joel mumbled.

"You can have some of these blankets if you want...I don't need all of these," you told him.

"Jus' wanted to make sure you kept warm. Besides...I don't think i'd be able to leave these blankets with how cold it is," he replied.

So you stand, unbothered by the cold, in your boy shorts and tank top. You grabbed 3 or 4 blankets from your pile and made your way over to him.

Joel's eyes open when he hears you get closer. Eyebrows furrowing from what you're wearing, or shall I say what you're not wearing.

"Where in the hell are your clothes?"

You got down to your knees to throw the blankets over him, "Hm? Oh, I get hot easily. This weather is nothing."

His eyes follow your body, he can easily see your hard nipples poking through your shirt from the cold weather. You stand and make your way back to the bed, his eyes following.

"Well shit, so you're like a personal heater then?"

You laugh as you lay yourself back down, "I guess I am."

Joel grumbles, "Would've been nice to know."

You snort, "You're the one who suggested taking the floor. I have no problem sharing a bed."

At your words, Joel starts getting up while picking up all the covers, "Don't mind if I do."

He shivers while throwing all the blankets on the bed. He slides himself underneath the covers and makes himself comfortable. Warmer but not warm enough.

He gently slides his head to the side to look at you. You were laid on your back with your head turned to him, eyes closed. His eyes slide down. Your chest rises with each breath, nipples still hard as rocks. Joel's never seen so much skin from you, he can see the valley between your breasts as well as your toned stomach.

"I can feel you staring cowboy," you say without opening your eyes. Your heart is beating out of your chest. Joel is a very attractive man; you'd be a fool not to notice.

Joel clicked his tongue, "M' still cold."

"Then come here."

Joel didn't need to be told twice, he lifts the blankets and reaches for you. He slides you over to him and wraps himself into you, his head in your neck, arms around your back, legs intertwined with yours. He feels the heat radiating off of you, god does he feel so much better. There was just one slight problem.

When pressed up against you, his eye of sight is almost perfectly aligned with your breasts. He can't help himself but look down your shirt.

'Jesus Christ," Joel thought.

He feels himself harden, and he knows you know. His crotch is pressed up against your leg.

You smirk at the feeling of him, "Is that..?"

"Shut up," Joel mumbled into your neck, embarrassed.

You chuckled as you threw your arms around his head, smooshing his head closer to your breasts. Oh, he doesn't mind. His hands drag up and down your back as he nuzzles his face into the pair, groaning.

Littering soft kisses against the top of them, he pushes up your shirt, yanking it off you. He takes the plush flesh into his hands, wrapping his lips around one your nipples. Sucking and twirling his tongue.

You wrapped a hand into his hair, slightly tugging, arching your back when he lightly bites down. He lifts his mouth off with a slight pop, but then wraps his lips around the other one. His hands roam down your body, stopping at the band of your underwear. He lifts his head to look at you for permission.

"You better take some clothes off cowpoke before you get me naked."

He smirks, rising to his knees. Sliding his jacket off, then his long sleeve thermal. He shivers as the cold air hits his bare skin, seeking your warmth immediately after. Shoving his head into your neck as he unbuckles his belt and jeans, sliding them down his thick legs. You laid kisses against his skin as he did; his cheek, neck, forehead. He hums at the feeling. Turning your head with his hand, locking his lips to yours.

Soft slow kisses turned into fast tongue linking kisses. Hands roamed each other's bodies, both in just underwear. You can feel his hard length against your clothed core. You take his bottom lip between your teeth, lightly nibbling and pulling. His hand wraps up in your hair, pulling it from the nap of your neck. His lips drag down to your neck, licking and biting the soft skin.

"G'damn you're so pretty," Joel mumbles against your skin, "Walkin' around in almost nothin'. Nipples pokin' out. Ass as round as a peach. You were plannin' this weren't you?"

Your eyes rolled back to your head as he continued laying kisses on your neck, one of his hands reached down to cup your ass.

"I don't know what you're talkin' about cowboy. I'm not the one who couldn't keep it in my pants," you say in his ear.

His hand rears back, a loud smack echoed through the room. He rubs the flesh of your ass that he made contact with.

"Such a smart mouth," he grumbles, "Might have to put it to better use."

His fingers were slowly creeping towards the front of your underwear.

"Or I could have you beg me. Beg me to fuck you, make you feel good. Do you want that baby?" Joel hums at you, "Want me to make you feel good?"

His fingers were outlining your pussy on the outside of your underwear, rubbing soft circles against your clit. You squirmed.

"Just do it already," you sassed.

Joel tsked, "Don't be a brat. Ask me properly."

You were soaked, hot and ready, "Joel,"

"Baby." He wasn't budging.

Squirming against his fingers, you huffed out, "Can you please touch me?"

"I am touchin' you," he laughed out when you groaned.

"You know what I mean," you quietly whined.

"Ask me then," he drawls out, "Say it."

"Can you please put your fingers in my pussy?"

"Good girl," he says as he dips his fingers into your underwear. Circling a finger around your clit, and down to your entrance.

He sticks a finger in slowly, dragging it in and out of you. Your hands shoot out to wrap them around his large frame. He scoots closer into your embrace, adding another finger as he did.

Your slick can be heard with each stroke of his fingers. He groans out as he watches himself fingerfuck you. Your slick was coating his fingers, he takes his fingers out to wrap his lips around them. Moaning as he tastes you.

"You taste good as hell darlin'."

"Maybe you should get a better taste then," you pant out.

He chuckles at you, "Yeah? You want me to taste your pussy baby?"

You whined at his words, nodding.

He hums as he kisses down your stomach, taking your underwear off in the process. He wraps his mouth around your clit, licking in circles and sucking.

You breath out a moan, "Oh, fuck...Joel-"

He hums against you, licking a broad strip from your opening to your clit. He licks back down to your fluttering entrance, flicking his tongue in and out from your hole. One of his fingers coming to circle your clit in the process.

You moan out loudly, hips quivering. You can feel that band in your lower stomach about to snap.

Your eyes roll back at his next action. He moves his face back slightly, spitting directly at your fluttering hole before pushing three fingers into you. Wrapping his mouth back around your clit.

Your moans are wrecked, body is quaking, "Joel- i'm gonna..."

"Cum for me darlin'," Joel tells you as he rapidly fingers your hole.

And you do. You soak his fingers as well as his face.

Joel licks you clean before discarding his underwear. He stands tall and large, his head angry and leaking.

You drool at the sight of his big cock, you knew it. He screams big dick energy.

He huffs out a laugh at your expression, "C'mere baby."

He wraps his hand around himself, slightly stroking. You get to all fours, slightly crawling to him. He brings a hand around to wrap up your hair in a makeshift pony, slightly guiding you to his cock. You wrap your lips around his head, twirling your tongue around it.

"Take me in your mouth...now."

You do as he says, eager to take him down your throat. You work your head up and down his cock, saliva coating him and your lips. He groans as you take him farther each time, gagging on his dick just a bit.

His hips start to slightly move; he starts to fuck your mouth.

Gluck

He loves the sound of that, "Fuuuuuuck."

He released you and took his cock out, a string of saliva coming from your mouth. Reaching down to pull you to meet his height, he slams his lips against yours. You moan into his mouth at the taste of you.

He pulls back and lays you down, hovering over you. He lines himself up with your entrance, dragging the head of his cock between your folds.

"Beg me for it," he tells you.

You pant, "What?"

He waits patiently for you to beg him.

You squirm, "Joel-"

"Now."

"Please. Please," you look up at him with fuck me eyes, "Please fuck me."

He tilts his head at you, "I think you can do better than that."

Your mouth dropped open, "Joel for fucks sake, please fuck me! I need it!"

He smirked, "You need it huh?"

You were about to pop off again, but he slammed into you without a warning, making you squeal.

"FUCK Joel!"

"That's fuckin' right, I'm making you feel this fuckin' good."

He fucks into you with hard thrusts, you throw your arms around his neck to hold on, but he takes them and slams them above your head.

Your eyes are rolled back into your head as he slams into you.

"Fuck you feel so good baby, takin' my cock so well," he rambles on. His cock pulses within your walls, he feels so fucking good inside of you. He's now sweating, forgetting about the cold weather that was once a problem.

At one point he lifted your leg over his shoulder to get a deeper angle, dragging his cock out to just the tip and slamming back into you repeatedly. You were crying out each time at the feeling, sweat rolled down your forehead and drool threatened to escape your mouth.

Joel definitely knew how to please a woman.

"Fuck, need you to cum darlin'," Joel tells you as he trails a finger down to your core to press it against your sensitive clit. He rolls harsh circles against it, trying to pull another orgasm from you.

Your moans get louder from the contact, and that same build up feeling came back.

"Oh, right there," You toss your head back, his other hand came up to pinch your nipple, "OH I'm gonna cum... just like that!"

He doesn't change a thing, keeps rolling his fingers and thrusting in and out of you, until you cum all over him.

"Fuuuuck yes baby," his cock soaked with your juices and hips stuttering from your tightening walls.

He pulls out of you just in time for his thick load to shoot out all over your stomach and chest. His chest heaves from his pants.

He rubs at your thighs, slowly pulling out of you. He picks up one of the smaller throw blankets and wipes your front off, tossing the blanket to the side of the room. He slides back into the bed with you, pulling you to his front.

"Thank you," he hums out, playing with the ends of your hair.

"Any time cowboy."

He smirks, "You don't say? I'll keep that in mind."

"I sure do hope so."

#joel miller #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x reader #joel miller x oc #joel tlou #tlou fanfiction

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harryhops · 3 years ago

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You're so good.

Summary: Bunkering down for the night leads to a memorable night.

Rating: M

Word count: 2.7k

Content: 18+ content, MDI, Oral (M&F receiving), slight dirty talk, Joel being a cocky bastard.

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“Alright I’m taking one of the beds, g’night,” says Bill, not waiting for a response as he goes into one of the bedrooms, slamming the door behind him.

There was only two other bedrooms, Joel took this as an opportunity, “Ellie why don’t you take the one across from his.”

Ellie looks at him, “Are you sure?” She’s excited to lay down in an actual bed but feels bad about taking it.

Joel shrugs his shoulders, “Yea, and you can have the other one," he says as he looks at you, "I don’t mind keeping watch on the couch.”

Ellie smiles brightly at him and heads into the other bedroom, closing the door softly behind her. Leaving you both in the living room...alone.

Joel darted his eyes to yours; you were already staring back at him, “You don’t have to take first watch...I can if you want to get some rest.” you offered but Joel shook his head.

“Nah, I can do it,” neither one of you took a step, waiting to see who would make the first move.

You took a step back towards the bedroom, making Joel deflate. Maybe he read the room wrong.

“You know...,” You started to say, Joel feels his chest start to rise, “We have the place barricaded. We might not need a look out tonight.”

Joel looks around, it is tightly packed. He doesn’t think anything will get in, but it doesn’t hurt to do it. He shrugged his shoulders, he wants to take the bait but maybe it isn’t a good idea at the moment.

“I’ll still be out on the couch, doesn’t hurt to have an eye out,” Joel says. He doesn’t want to deny you but he’s hesitant.

You don't falter, “Alright, well if you change your mind. The bed is big enough to fit two.” You stalk off into the room, not checking to see if he was watching you. You know he is.

Joel stands there kicking his feet, rubbing his head.

‘God dammit,’ he thought. He looks at the door and sure enough you left it cracked open for him. An invitation.

‘Joel just take it’ he thinks to himself. Trying to muster the courage to hightail it to the bedroom.

Your on the other side of the door watching him, laughing quietly to yourself.

‘He’s so cute when he’s flustered,’ you think. Poor guy, he’s just trying to do the gentleman thing, but with you being a tease how could he control himself.

“Get in here slowpoke,” you call out to him as you walk towards the bed. Slipping off your flannel and taking some of your knives off your body. You can hear Joel’s quiet footsteps as he approaches the door. He gently pushes it open, stalking in.

You look at him as you set your knives on the side table, you gently smile, “There you are.”

Joel can’t take his eyes off you, he’s infatuated. You're so beautiful. He gently closes the door behind him, you turned your back to him to continue taking your weapons off. Joel slowly walks closer to the bed but stops just right before the footboard.

You stand in tight ripped dark jeans and a thick strapped beige tank top. Your flannel lays on the bed next to you, it’s ratted from the years but keeps you warm, nevertheless. You have a few scars littering your shoulders as well as a few beauty marks. Joel just wants to explore each one of them. Your body is toned, thick in all the right places.

Joel gulps, “Are you sure you wanna share a bed with my big self? I’ll probably take up over half the damn thing.” He’s giving you an out.

You turn to him, and he feels his mouth go dry, you smirk, “You don’t wanna lay with me cowboy?,” you pout, “I thought we had something going on.”

He feels himself wanting to let out a growl. He’s feeling primal, animalistic. You're testing his patience and it’s just about worn thin. He drops his head down to gain control over himself.

He looks back up at you with dark eyes, “What did I tell you about that?” He wants an invitation, one more thing to let him know what he’s about to do is okay.

You look up at him smiling, “About what?” You make it a game, jokingly ponders, “Oh, you mean this?” You jut your bottom lip back out in a playful pout.

Joel shoots his hand out to grab the back of your neck, yanking you towards him. You slam into his chest, placing both hands on his pecks. Joel has his hand wrapped up in the nap of your hair, forcing you to look up at him by pulling down. You pant as Joel leans down, rubbing his nose against yours.

“You keep testing me lately. You have this smart mouth but here you are panting like a bitch in heat from my touch.”

Your mouth is dry as you try to find words to speak, but you comes up short when he leans into your neck. He drags his nose from your cheek down to the bottom of your throat, pulling your hair farther down and making you look up at the ceiling. You clutch the bottom of his shirt, shifting in his grasp.

“Tell me this is okay...” Joel leans his head back to look at you in the eyes, “Tell me I’m not reading this wrong.”

You feel your heart melt, you reach up and cups Joel’s face in your tiny hands, “You’re not reading this wrong. At all.”

That’s all it took; Joel presses his lips against yours. He kisses you like a man that’s been starved, starved of the spark he once felt a long time ago but hasn’t felt it in years. He presses you into him as tightly as possible, running his hands from your face to your hips. Joel picks you up by your hips, wrapping your legs around him. He steps around the foot board and gently sets you on the bed.

Joel pulls his shirt over his head while you do the same, he brings his knee to rest on the bed and takes your face into his hands. Joel leans down to kiss you again, caressing your face. You drag your hands from his face down to his chest, leaning into his touch.

Joel's hands began to wonder, pushing you down into the bed with him gently laying himself on top of you. The kiss was wet and urgent, all that could be heard was pants and the sound of lips smacking against each other.

You run a hand through his thick locks, causing Joel to shiver out a grunt. You gently bite down on his bottom lip, slightly pulling. Joel wraps his hand around your throat while pushing his lips against yours even harder.

“You’re killing me,” Joel breaths out as he pulls back from your lips, “You’re so goddamn sexy,” he kisses you in between each word.

You smirk up at him, you lay beneath him topless, “What are you gonna do about it cowpoke?”

Joel’s eyes darkened with lust.

Joel grips your face with one hand, dragging his thumb to your lips. You take his thumb between your lips, slightly biting down.

Joel groans, “God where in the hell have you been all my life.”

You laugh, while shifting yourself beneath him. You're embarrassingly wet, it’s been a while since you've been touched in such a way by a man. Joel takes notice in your movements, ducking his head down to lay kisses down your neck. You extend your neck to him, giving him complete access. You arch your back to access your bra in order to unclasp it, it comes loose, and you drag it down your arms.

Joel immediately cups your breasts, dragging his mouth to them.

‘Jesus Christ,’ he thought, ‘She really is a barbie.’ Referring to nickname Bill had given you upon you meeting him.

Joel’s version of a barbie anyway. For it being the apocalypse, low food and all, you still have the biggest tits ever. Your stomach is soft and toned, thick thighs and the fattest ass Joel’s ever had the pleasure of groping. What a dream.

“You are a damn dream, darlin’,” Joel says from between your tits, he wraps his lips around your right nipple, sucking until he lets go with a ‘pop’. You mewl at the sensation, and Joel swears he could bust right then and there from your sounds.

“Joel,” You pant, “Please.”

“Please what baby, use your words.”

Joel is still sucking and biting at you, you can’t seem to think straight. He licks a strip from your valley all the way up to your neck.

“Touch me,” You choked out.

He chuckles, “I am touchin you darlin’.”

You whine out, but Joel quietly shushes you.

“Now now,” he tsks you, “Tell me where baby, where do you want me to touch you?”

You rub your hands up and down his frame, touching every inch you can reach. He’s enjoying your touch, he’s a patient man but the throb between his legs is almost unbearable.

“Joel,” You whine, “Please touch me down there, please.” You look at him with a small pout and desperation in your eyes.

How could he tell you no with that face? Joel kisses down your stomach and stops at the top of your jeans, he sits up and slowly starts to unbutton them. He’s gentle with how he slides them down your legs, throwing your jeans behind him without breaking his eyes from your body.

Dragging his lips back to your stomach, he looks up at you to find you watching impatiently. Joel smiles at you for being so eager, he gently bites down on the skin of your stomach making you jolt. Joel rubs your thighs with the palm of his hands, soaking in this moment.

Joel hooks his fingers around your underwear, nothing fancy, just a pair of black bikini cut. Joel didn’t care, they all came off the same. He drags them down your legs, pulling them off and tossing them where he tossed your jeans.

You try to press your thighs closed, to relieve some of the pressure, but Joel stops you with his hands.

“Don’t cover the best part sweetness,” Joel says as he leans down to flick his tongue against your clit. Your hips jerk at the feeling, and you gasp out.

Joel takes his hands and wraps them around your thighs, pushing them so that they enclose his face into your pussy. He swirls and flicks his tongue against your bud at a fast pace that has you squirming.

“Oh my god- Joel!” You squeal, small fingers wrapped into Joel’s hair slightly pulling.

Smacking noises can be heard in the room. He licks a broad strip from your opening back to your clit. Joel puts his pointer and middle fingers at your entrance, looking up at you for approval, which you grant.

He slowly shoves the two fingers into you, your slickness making it easier. You whine out at the feeling, clenching around his fingers. Joel adds his mouth back onto your clit, sucking vigorously.

You chant his name in soft whisper, Joel speeds his fingers up. He can feel himself slightly grinding down on the bed, turned on to the max. Joel wants to make you cum just like that, and by the way you're gripping his fingers it’s coming soon.

“That’s it baby, you gonna cum?” Joel coos, “C’mon, cum for me baby,” he continues to scissor his fingers inside of you. His cock is pulsing, he can feel himself on the brink from absolutely nothing.

You moan, “Joel, fuck I'm so close,” you looks at him with a fucked look, mouth dropped open, hooded eyes. Slightly drooling.

Joel continues to finger fuck you while looking at you. You feel your stomach beginning to tighten, breaths becoming more ragged with each stroke.

“Joel-,” you choke out right before cumming on his fingers, your body shakes in waves. Joel watches the pretty sight, the way you tilt your head back while clutching at the blankets beneath them. Mouth agape in a silent scream as your body shakes from your orgasm.

“Fuck that’s a pretty sight honey,” Joel says as he works you through an orgasm, he leans down and licks your pussy one more time, tasting your orgasm. You gasp at the overstimulation and buck your hips up. “So fuckin’ sweet baby.”

You catch your breath and reach for Joel’s belt buckle, you start to take it off him, but he stops you, “Don’t worry about me darlin’.”

You shake your head, mouth slightly dry, “You’re crazy if you think I’m not gonna return the favor cowboy.”

Joel’s jeans are very tight on him right now, especially in the front. You rub him from the outside while undoing his jeans. Joel feels himself grinding into your palm, he gets up from the bed to take his jeans off. You follow and drops down to your knees.

“Shit baby, so eager for me?” Joel says as his eyes drop down to your figure.

You nod while looking up at him, mouth slightly opened. You reach for the band of his underwear, pulling it down slowly. Joel had an impressive bulge outline through his jeans, you could only imagine how big it was. His cock slaps his stomach, big and very hard. You're almost startled by how big it is.

Joel wraps his hand around himself, slightly squeezing. He chuckles at your reaction.

“If it’s too much, you don’t have to sweetheart,” Joel says a bit cocky, he knows how big he is.

You shake your head at him and wrap your small hand around the base of it. Joel jumps a bit at how cold your hand is but is very turned on with how much bigger his dick looks in your small hands.

You take the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, taking an inch in at a time. Joel wraps his hand into your hair, making a makeshift ponytail. You slowly bob your head onto his cock, using your spit as lubricant.

“Fuck.” Joel says as he’s trying not to thrust into your mouth. Your mouth feels so good on his dick it’s hard not to.

Once his cock is slicked up with your saliva, you starts to move your head faster, taking him farther each time. Joel’s moans are absolutely wrecked, his cock hits the back of your throat causing him to stutter his hips into your mouth.

“Fuck sorry baby, your mouth feels so damn good,” Joel tells you as you slightly gagged on his dick. You grab his hips, urging him to rock back in forth, “Fuck, you want me to fuck your mouth?” You nod. “God damn, you were made for me sweetness.”

Joel softly fucks into your mouth, holding your hair still but firmly pushes your head forwards. You have tears running down your face but you open your mouth more anyway. He hits the back of your throat every time.

“Fuck I'm so close baby, you want it in your mouth? You gonna swallow my cum sweetheart?” Joel looks down at you as he keeps thrusting, “Look at you, taking my cock in your mouth so well.” You whine at his words, the vibrations of your actions causing him to spill into your throat. He moans out, almost whining.

You take your mouth off him, swallowing everything he gave you. Joel’s chest heaves from him, catching his breath. You rub his thighs and chest as you makes your way back onto your feet. Joel reaches for you and pulls you into him, wrapping his arms around you.

“God damn you’re good at that,” Joel says after a few seconds of silence, you laugh against his skin. Joel is tracing your spine as he lays his head against yours. He walks you backwards so that your calves hit the bed causing you to land on the bed.

“Let’s get some shut eye before the sun comes up,” Joel says as he lays the blanket over you. He lays down next to you, him closest to the door. Joel wants to be closer to you, but he doesn’t know if it was appropriate or not.

You can tell he’s inside his head and move towards him slowly, gently laying your head on his shoulder. Joel leans his head against yours, gently putting his hand on your hip. A firm squeeze to your hip as a thank you.

“Goodnight Joel.”

“G’night darlin’.”

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harryhops · 3 years ago

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Mine.

Summary: Henry thinks you are a very beautiful woman, and doesn't think you're spoken for. Joel has to show him just who you belong too.

Rating: M

Word Count: 2.3k

Content: 18+ content Minors DNI, possessive Joel, rough smut, unprotected PnV, a smidge of dirty talk, oral (female receiving), etc.

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They enter an apartment building, and let Henry lead the way.

“Through this door,” he calls out to them.

“Are you sure it’s safe being so close to them?” Joel asked.

Henry nods but doesn’t give a verbal answer. He unlocks the door and heads inside, beckoning for the others to follow. It looks like an office.

“Welcome to my office,” Henry says as he closes the door behind everyone.

Ellie looks around, “How long have you guys been holed up in here?”

Sam is quick to answer her, “A few days. We found a bit of food though. Here.” He walks off with Ellie to show her. Leaving Henry, you, and Joel in the room.

“Why haven’t you left?” Joel asked.

“Been waiting for the right opportunity man.”

“And?”

You watch the conversation between the two men, feeling the frustration off both.

Henry clicks his tongue, “Here, check this out,” he walks to a broken window and points. Joel follows to see. Multiple armed hunters at a checkpoint, “Loot at these sons of bitches. Every day they congregate down there. Guarding that damn bridge. Come nighttime, it’s down a skeleton crew. After sunset, that’s our window. With most of them gone, sneak right part them.”

Joel nods his head at the kids plan but you are the one to respond, “That could work.”

“Oh, it’ll work sweetheart. It’ll definitely work,” Joel glares at him for the pet name he called you.

You don't react to the name, you just step back and walk away from the window.

Joel and Henry head back into the main room, Joel sits down in one of the chairs, “So where were you headin’?

Henry grabs another chair and pulls it towards where Joel was sitting, “Heard the fireflies are out west somewhere. We’re gonna join up with them.”

Joel shakes his head as he chuckles, “Yeah.”

You walk away from the pair and quietly looks out the covered windows.

“Something funny?”

Joel shrugs, “Just seems like there’s a lot of people putting their stock on the fireflies these days.”

Henry nods, “Yeah, maybe there’s a reason for that.”

Joel starts to get snippy, “So you don’t know where they are and you’re just gonna drag him around the country to find em’?”

“I tell you what,” Henry scoots to the edge of his seat to try and intimidate Joel, “how about I worry about my brother, and you worry about your girl Ellie?” Only addressing one of them.

“Girls,” Joel growls out, “They’re both mine to worry about.”

You see how tense Joel is from your spot and quickly walk over to them, “What’s going on?”

Henry is quick to drop his glare before turning to the pretty woman, “I was just about to show Joel the plan,” he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a map, “This is us,” he points to a spot on the map, “There’s an abandoned military radio station just outside the city. If y’all wanna join us, it goes down tonight.”

“I guess we best rest up then,” he stands and stalks into a different room.

You watch him close the door behind him, but not before you both make eye contact, his eyes telling you that you better be in that room with him in the next few minutes.

“Is he always that grumpy?”

You look down at Henry, who’s still sitting, “You get used to it.”

Henry puts on a sly smile, “Can’t imagine someone as pretty as you putting up with someone like him.”

Joel heard what he said from the room, even with the door closed. He’s listening in to their conversation, and just about stalked back out there to beat the shit out of him again.

You're taken back about how he was speaking about Joel, so you lean down and put on an almost scary smile, “You think a boy like you could handle a woman like me?” Henry’s smile fades, but you continue, “Joel is more man enough to please me...more than you ever could.”

Joel smirks as he leans his head against the wall, ‘That’s my fuckin’ girl.’

You swagger off and make sure Ellie was okay. Ellie was already asleep on the couch that her and Sam shared. You shrugged your flannel off to place it over Ellie’s small frame. Then walk towards the door that Joel walked through and softly knocks, the door then opens with a crack. You open the door and walks inside, closing it behind you.

In the small room was a couch and a bare desk. Joel was half sitting on the desk when you walked in.

“Hi,” You says softly as you begin taking your harness off your body. Joel watches your movements with soft eyes, he stands up to help you take off the complicated harness. Dragging his fingers across your skin every chance he gets.

“You okay?” You ask as you sets your harness on the office chair, reaching for his face. Joel leans into your soft hands, setting his hands on your waist to pull you into him.

Joel hums while placing his lips on yours, shivers go up your spine. You stands on your tiptoes to reach his lips better, he notices and sets himself against the desk again. The kiss begins to get more heated, Joel’s hands wander your body, grabbing and squeezing at your plump ass. Joel turns you to sit you on top of the desk, both panting.

He leans himself into you, kissing your neck. Your hands shot to Joel’s hair, slightly tugging when his teeth sink into your neck slightly.

“Joel,” You softly moan.

“Yes baby?” Joel says against your neck, dragging his nose down the soft skin.

“Do you think we should be doing this here? With the others in the next room?” you say in a hushed voice.

Joel takes his head out of your neck and looks at you with dark eyes, “I guess that means you should keep quiet then if you don’t want them to hear.”

Your cunt clenches at his tone, slightly squirming under his gaze you nod your head. Joel leans in to kiss you softly one more time before reaching for the button of your jeans. He takes them off you, your panties following them. Joel sucks in a breath when he parts your legs, slick glistening.

“Already? I’ve barely even touched you baby.”

You softly whine as you leans back on the desk, reaching down to take your tank top off along with your bra. Joel slides a hand up your body to grip one of your soft breasts, he squeezes before lightly slapping it. He grips your thighs slightly pulling you towards the edge so that he could bend down and give your clit a single hard suck, causing you to let out a small squeal.

“Shh shh,” he tells you, “Be a good girl and stay quiet. Can you do that for me baby? Can you be quiet for daddy?”

Your mouth falls open at the name, Joel continues, “Yeah? Heard you in there talking to that boy, about how I’m man enough for you. Man enough to please you. Is daddy man enough for you baby?”

Your eyes roll back as he talks in your ear, caressing your body in the process. A hand comes down and smacks the side of your ass, causing you to jump, “Answer daddy when he’s talking to you sweetheart.”

You nod your head, “Yes.”

“Yes what?” Joel looks at you with dark lustful eyes.

“Yes daddy.”

Joel’s cock twitches at the words, very hard beneath his jeans. He takes a step back to take his shirt off, as well as unbuckling his belt and jeans. You prop yourself up with your hands to watch him. You looks so damn sexy right now to Joel, bare and glistening for him. Joel gets down to his knees and wraps your thighs around his head.

“Oh Joel!” You moan out as he flicks his tongue around your clit, stuffing his face into your pussy as far as possible. He smacks your ass again at the sound of his actual name.

“That’s not my name baby, you know what it is.”

You whimper, “m’ sorry daddy.”

Joel’s cock is throbbing at the sight of you, he continues to lick and suck at your clit. He wants more, he wants more of you, “You gonna let daddy fuck your pussy baby?”

You clench around nothing at the thought, “Oh yes, yes please. Please.”

Joel jumps up at your words, wrapping your legs around him. He takes the head of his cock to drag it through your folds, lubing up his cock. He pushes in slowly, you both choking out a sigh at the feeling. He’s flushed against you now, leaning his head against yours, buried deep into you. Joel can hear his heart pounding in his ears, cock throbbing, quick panting. He’s surprised he’s not having a heart attack with just how good he’s feeling inside of you.

He slowly drags his cock back out of you to just the tip and slowly thrusts back in, warming you up to the size of him. Your gasping out at each thrust, choking out soft moans.

“God damn,” Joel mutters as he picks up the pace, skin smacking slightly echos in the small room, “God fucking damn.”

You're a blubbering mess, trying to be quiet led to smothered moans and gasps of air. The feeling of his cock dragging back and forth between your walls is too much to be kept silent. He puts his thumb against your clit, rubbing circles against it, wanting to drag an orgasm from you.

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum,” You say as you start to slightly drool. Your body racks and shivers when you do. Joel threw a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet.

Joel pulls out of you, and you whine from the sensitivity. He takes you off the desk and onto the couch, he sets himself down with you on top of him.

“Ride daddy baby,” Joel says to you as he spanks your ass lightly. He aligns himself back at your entrance.

You are quick to oblige, bouncing slightly to find a rhythm. You moan out quietly, letting out a loud one every now and then. Joel has to shush you lightly when you do. He doesn’t want the kids to know what y'all are doing, but he doesn’t give a single fuck if Henry does.

“You feel so damn good,” Joel tells you, he put his hands under your ass to bounce you harder on his dick, “That kid wouldn’t know even the slightest on how to please you, you hear me?” Joel’s possessiveness is showing.

Joel then lifts you off him and stands. Turning you and bending you over the desk, he slams back into you with a swift thrust, causing you to moan out loudly. You put your face into the crook of your arm, slightly biting down on the skin. Joel’s pace is relentless, his grip on you is also unbreaking.

He leans down, pressing his front to your back, slightly pulling on your ear with his teeth, “You’re mine,” he tells you, hitting that deep spot inside of you.

You wanted to scream out, but all you could do was cry into your arm at how good it was. Another orgasm was about to make an appearance, and Joel could feel it. The way you clamped down on him and just how much tighter you got. He can feel himself getting there, so he reaches down to your clit to get you there faster. He places a hand on your shoulder to get a better grip as he slams into you with each thrust.

“C’mon baby, I can feel you gettin' there.”

You had tears running down your face, drool falling out of the side of your mouth. You cum again, crying out as you do. Joel pulls out at the feeling of your orgasm, you clamping down on him and soaking his cock. Ropes of white shoot in all different directions, painting your back.

You both pant, Joel looks around for something to clean you off with. He comes up short, “Hold on darlin’, I need to find something for you.” He puts his jeans back on as well as his shirt, he turns back to look at you and can’t help but feel smug as he looks at his cum dripping off your back.

“Hurry up cowpoke,” you shoots him a playful glare.

Joel smirks and winks at you as he steps out of the room. His chest is puffed out and filled with pride as he swaggers out into the main room. Henry lays on the couch and seems to be asleep but Joel ain’t no idiot. His breathing is uneven, and Joel saw him peeking his eye when he thought Joel wasn’t looking. Henry heard everything and boy did that make Joel happy as can be.

Joel being the smug asshole he is, “You got a rag or somethin’?”

Henry tried to act asleep.

“Kid I know you ain’t asleep,” Joel says as he smirks and puts his hands on his hips.

Henry clears his throat, without opening his eyes, and says, “There should be a few hand rags over there.” He points towards their supplies.

Joel walks over and picks up a few of the rags before walking back to the room you were in, “Appreciate it kid.”

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