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“fifty-year-old battle-scarred veteran and hero”

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Excuse me what is this size difference between their forearms? I knew he was huge but this visualization is news to me I'll just have to scream into a pillow for 2 hours

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Imagine Logan’s claws emerging during the deed

Disclaimer: Slight smut, but fluff all the way.

The room was bathed in a soft, intimate glow as you and Logan surrendered to your passion. Your bodies, slick with sweat, moved in perfect harmony, your movements guided by a primal force that transcended words.

Logan, his muscles taut with exertion, pressed into you, his movements deliberate and controlled. His claws, hidden beneath his skin, throbbed with a dangerous energy, a constant reminder of the beast that lurked within him.

Your body arched in ecstasy, wrapping your legs around Logan's waist, your fingers digging into his back. Your moans filled the room, a testament to the intensity of your pleasure.

As Logan reached his climax, a primal growl escaped his lips. His body shuddered, his muscles tensing. And then, with a force that seemed to defy physics, his adamantium claws emerged, piercing the soft pillows beside your head.

You gasped, not in fear, but in surprise. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of Logan's claws, their sharp edges glinting in the dim light.

Logan froze, his body going rigid. His face contorted in pain as he tried to pull away from her, his mind racing with the horrifying realization of what he had almost done.

"Logan, my love," You whispered, your voice filled with concern. You reached out, your hand trailing gently along his forearm.

Logan tried to shake you off, his embarrassment etched on his face. He was a monster, a beast incapable of controlling his own power.

But you weren’t deterred. You pulled him back gently, your soft hands a stark contrast to Logan's stubbled cheek. "Are you alright, baby?" You asked again, your voice filled with tenderness.

Logan, now calming down, retracted his claws and buried his face in your neck. "I'm sorry, baby. I could've hurt you," he mumbled, his voice thick with shame.

You cupped his cheeks, your eyes filled with understanding. "It's okay, Logan. Accidents happen." You placed a kiss on his forehead, your palm grazing his kitty hair.

Logan sighed, his tension easing. He knew he was a dangerous man, a creature of darkness. But in your arms, he felt safe, protected, loved.

As both of you lay together, your bodies entwined, Logan felt a sense of peace he had never known before. He had found a woman who accepted him for who he was, a woman who loved him despite his flaws. And for that, he was eternally grateful.

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i’m fucking back and just graduated from college. i think i might be posting x-men stuff for a while because i’m hyperfixated with hugh jackman as of the moment

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a series of images to further the agenda that ice is jake seresin's father bc you'll never convince me otherwise <3

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of lovers and liars.

↳ suna rintarou/fem!reader

genre. play, tragedy, historical, angst

tags/warnings. written in script format, usage of archaic language, very ooc, sexual abuse/harassment (not involving the ml), tyranny, beheading, blood, murder, arranged marriage, polygyny, minor and major character death

notes. saint playwright era?? lmaoaoa here’s something short to read. 3.7k wc. it’s an old work of mine from college (which i have re-written completely). header is from the wished you were dead manhwa. let’s ignore the fact that the hq boys have japanese names while the rest of the characters don’t hahah

ACT I-II -> ACT III-IV -> ACT V-VI -> ACT VII (FINAL)

PROLOGUE

Here lies the tragic story of a fair damsel

Whose misery and misfortunes beget her loss

But a savior of her grace awaits in a holy chapel

Of lovers, uniting where stars do not cross

Of liars, no heartaches will he aim to mend

For the end is the beginning and the beginning is the end

ACT I

SCENE I. At the plaza in the Athain Empire.

Enter YOU and LADY CASSIA, from the house of Vestalis, among the crowd watching the public execution of Earl Caius and Countess Isilia Vestalis who are both in pillories in the middle of the town square.

YOU

(held back by knights, tears running down your cheek) Stop! Let go of Mama and Papa! H-Have me a word with His Majesty,  I-I will bargain for my parents’ lives. Please… Set them free, I-I beg all of you!

KNIGHT 1

Besiege if you must, but they will go on deaf ears. No amount of pleading can change an imperial decree, you foolish girl! (sniggering with the other knights)

KNIGHT 2

(to the knight) Is she not the only daughter of the house of Vestalis? The very lady who incited the malicious slander towards our great emperor’s son?

KNIGHT 1

Ay, but a young flower like her will only be warranted with exile, and before that, she is still ripe enough to warm our noblemen’s beds. Even us, their men, are free to take her chastity and pass her around! (laughing)

YOU

Disgusting pigs! Is an innocent woman’s misfortune something to laugh upon? (resisting their hold, sobbing in despair) Is the ill-fate of someone such a celebration, sir?

LADY CASSIA

(pulling you away from the knights) My poor lady, I beg for your safety, let us retreat—

YOU

Leave my parents be for they only defended their helpless daughter! It is the Crown Prince Fionn who deserves punishment for harassing me, a vestal woman who did no wrong. Being the emperor’s son does not excuse him for his wrongdoings!

KNIGHT 1

Silence that filthy mouth! (slaps you) Tainting the imperial name will bring you no good, lady.

Murmurs from the surrounding crowd ensues—those of pity for the downfallen noble family while fearing for their own. The Imperial Order of Knights all gather around the Earl and the Countess, preparing them for guillotine.

KNIGHT COMMANDER

Enough! People of Athain, these traitors before you are punish’d with reason. Possess your mind with gratitude as you are not the one subjected under the horrors of those blades. Now, step back and be a witness to how justice is serv’d under His Majesty’s rule!

Anyone, even those of nobles, are not spared of public execution should slander be done towards the imperial family.

(to the knights) Make haste and behead them!

YOU

N-No—!

EARL CAIUS

My daughter, leave now! Do not torture your eyes with the image of our slaughter.

LADY CASSIA

Young lady! (takes you in her arms) Let me in on your sorrow. Your father and mother do not wish to have you witness their death. Come, I will take care of you.

COUNTESS ISILIA

Live long, my child! Be as far away from this empire as you can. (smiles weakly at you, head and wrists secured at the bottom of the wooden frame)

YOU

No, Mama, Papa! (wailing, running off to your parents) This is my fault. Had I just silenced my woes and let that cruel man be. O, our holy goddess Athena, I pray to you. Please protect my parents from this injustice. Let them go, let them go—

Blades are then released—fresh blood splattering onto your cheek as two decapitated bodies have separated from their heads. You fall on your knees with wide eyes, trembling and horrified at the macabre sight. The Earl and the Countess are thus beheaded.

Exeunt

SCENE II. At the Faren Empire. A room in the palace.

Enter EMPRESS DOWAGER and DUKE RINTAROU

DUKE RINTAROU

You call’d for my presence, Your Majesty?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Indeed, I have. (sits on her throne) A proposal is what I offer you, my young duke. A messenger bird from a neighboring empire arrived last eve.

DUKE RINTAROU

A message from Athain?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

From a noble family, that is. Do you remember Earl Caius of Athain? He is a man I owe my husband’s honor. A man from a foreign land who saved my husband from war twenty five years ago. He now finds himself in need of a favor from me. (turns to the window, forlornly)

Such a tragic fate befell his family and a poor daughter who has not seen better days—left behind and exiled from their land. The Earl and his Countess are to be executed. Or, hereinbelow, have been.

DUKE RINTAROU

What crimes have they committed to receive such a pitiful punishment?

Enter the twins, EMPEROR ATSUMU and CROWN PRINCE OSAMU, both in training armor

EMPEROR ATSUMU

They are deemed profaners to the imperial family, enemies of their good name. Crown Prince Fionn sexually assaulted a daughter of Vestalis during the banquet, but that’s only hearsay. Who’s to say that the lady was not lying?

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

Careful, now. That angel you malign is Rin’s betrothed.

DUKE RINTAROU

(turns to Osamu, defensive) Of what angel you speak of will be my wife? I have twice that burden in my estate. The first, a noble woman my heart did not seek but espoused at the request of my late father. The second, a widow of my half-brother, and I, obligated to be the paternal figure to their daughter.

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Our empire approves the polygamy of up to three wives. You have room for one more, do you not?

DUKE RINTAROU

But Empress, I pay no interest in adding another to my household, especially one who comes from a foreign land, one whose name I don't even know of. My troublesome wives are enough to deal with as is.

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Think of it as a chivalrous duty to save yet another woman’s dignity. She is left to fend for herself—if not protected, will be mercilessly preyed upon like a lost deer in a forest full of hunters. The lady ought to receive nobility in our land to replace her tarnished name, and what better choice there is than someone as valiant as you, my young duke?

DUKE RINTAROU

(contemplating) If the banished lady will flee to Faren, thousands of nobles alike are there to take her. Wherefore even your sons can do so—have her take their name and live in this palace you take shelter on.

Yet tell me not for I know what you will say. Sons of the imperial family cannot marry an exiled woman for diplomatic reasons, much less that of a fallen noble from an empire led by a tyrant ruler. And therefore, this choice leaves you with me. A duke high in nobility, but neither regal nor monarchal enough to cause conflict against a neighboring empire. What freewill do I have when an empress who is like my own mother makes such an order?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

(smiles, walks forward to embrace him) It gladdens me that you understand. Your kindness will be rewarded, my dear. Any request you have in return, I shall grant reasonably.

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

When has our soft-hearted Rin not appeased you, mother? (patting the duke’s shoulder)

EMPEROR ATSUMU

That softness you mean is nought but a hard shell outside. So often did I see your moue, Rin. Are your wives quarreling again?

DUKE RINTAROU

And ne’er will it end now that another woman is to become my wife. (turns to the empress, sighing) The lady I am bound to by marriage, is she peregrinating alone out of Athain?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

A carriage awaits her near the borders by nightfall, and erelong the wedding shall the lady arrive. Worry not, your other wives will be apprised. Your presence is all that I require.

Exit EMPRESS DOWAGER

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

What burdens your mind, Rin?

DUKE RINTAROU

(leaning against the wall) I know nothing of her name, nor her face, nor the person that she is. To call her exquisite is what a liar will serve, to call her wretched will dub me a callous man.

But if she’s proven to be another nuisance to my household, I will let her live in a separate hall so we do not cross paths. Only by pity and responsibility am I marrying that woman.

EMPEROR ATSUMU

Well, aren’t you so cold? (sniggering) How much do I bet you will find love with your third wife this time around?

DUKE RINTAROU

Bet as you like it, then I will be the richest in this empire.

They laugh and continue to banter.

EMPEROR ATSUMU

She must be the fairest girl in town if Prince Fionn took notice of her.

DUKE RINTAROU

Having a man forcing himself on her, regardless of his imperial status, is never a compliment.

EMPEROR ATSUMU

Ay, I know, I know! Howbeit, my point still stands. How beautiful could this lady be that a prince would recklessly and desperately do such a horrid attempt on her?

DUKE RINTAROU

(falls silent, ruminating) Come to think of it, my current wives can be disdainful towards each other. How much more for this foreign woman who was exiled and accused of vilifying a crown prince? They will insult her to no end.

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

And given that she is as fair as we imagine, your first wife Hera will be enraged. Lady Ci’an may be more humane, but she is just as possessive of you. Isn’t that a disastrous storm awaiting? (chuckling) Now, take your mind off things and practice sword fighting with us.

Exeunt

SCENE III. In a carriage.

Enter YOU, staring at the window with LADY CASSIA rubbing your shoulder.

LADY CASSIA

Cry it all out, my darling. Let all tears fall like rain on a heavy storm. That grief of yours will soon find light, away from the darkness that clouded you in Athain and all its land.

YOU

(bawling silently) I weep not for my own, but for my humble parents whose reputation was besmirched because of me. O, this pain in my chest! How they died will be ingrained in my memory, haunting me eternally.

LADY CASSIA

My child, pass the blame not onto yourself. Your parents did what they can to defend your honor, but the despot that runs our empire will always prevail. Erase those atrocious memories and live a better life in Faren.

YOU

In Faren, you say? (wipes your eyes) It is by my knowledge that I am banished. I have no means to travel to Faren.

LADY CASSIA

Before the execution, your father has sent a message to the bounden empress dowager, requesting if they could offer you a good life in Faren in exchange for saving Her Majesty’s husband from a war some years ago.

Another carriage awaits you on the borders of Athain, and thereupon you will be journeying to Faren with a new life, new title, and new household.

YOU

Whose household will take a fallen woman like myself?

LADY CASSIA

You are betrothed to a duke; his third wife is what you shall become. Her Majesty the Empress assures that the gentleman is not someone you should fear.

YOU

(in despair) Regardless!

Wherefore is my cruel fate neverending? To be disrespected by men, to see my parents’ perishing before my eyes, and now to marry a stranger in a faraway land who may do me harm in any way he can. Am I not easily sold like a flower in the market? Is pity not something I deserve, but owe? Is choosing to love freely not a choice, but a privilege?

LADY CASSIA

Now, now. Beggars cannot be choosers, but be indebted that you will be regarded as a noble in an empire that is willing to welcome you, an orphan of this sorrowful life. You will not be a maid nor a mistress, but a wife of a duke. You will have food on your table, a bed for your comfort—this is your father’s dying wish. Honor it, my dear.

YOU

(stares outside of the window, praying) Holy goddess Athena, I seek your guidance.

LADY CASSIA

And She shall guide you. Have faith.

Exeunt

ACT II

SCENE I. At the imperial chapel in Faren.

Enter DUKE RINTAROU at the altar, EMPEROR ATSUMU, CROWN PRINCE OSAMU, EMPRESS DOWAGER, a pastor, a few nobles, and some imperial knights, all in attendance for the simple wedding.

EMPEROR ATSUMU

Nervous?

DUKE RINTAROU

(rigid) A bride whose face I am yet to see. Who wouldn’t be?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

She arrived two nightfalls ago; from morn to eve, the palace maids have cleaned her, dress’d her, and made her bloom like a daisy in an orchard. Be at ease, my young duke. The lady is soft-spoken and unassuming.

O, here comes the bride!

Enter YOU, in a wedding dress and a gossamer white veil, holding a bouquet of irises as you walk down the aisle. The duke sees that you are hiding melancholy in your eyes.

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

(mumbling) So should that beauty put you at ease, Rin.

You meet a speechless Rintarou at the altar where he offers a hand; both of you turn to the pastor with not another word spoken.

PASTOR

At high noon, here we gather to witness the union of Rintarou Suna and Y/N Vestalis;

Joining hands with which will bring them as one

Unfolding eternal happiness from this holy matrimony

And exchanging vows from one’s own breath to prove their undying love

Together, bride and groom, do you accept this holy marriage?

DUKE RINTAROU

(eyes scanning your face) I vow to stand before her as her husband.

YOU

And I, to him as his wife.

Exeunt

SCENE II. At the grand hall.

Enter YOU, overhearing the gossips from the noblewomen of high society.

LADY LUCILLE

(murmuring to other nobles, covering her mouth with a handled brise) Hearsay it is that the duke’s third wife is an exiled lady from Athain.

LADY AIMI

What a disgrace she brings! Wherefore does Her Majesty approve this marriage? The poor handsome duke had to wed her out of sympathy instead of saving that third marriage for someone his heart truly seeks.

LADY LUCILLE

Ah, but Duchess Hera will put her in place. Soon as they meet, it is doubtful that she will be treated with kindness in their household.

The noble ladies laugh scornfully as you pass by.

YOU

(whispering to yourself) Belittle me more for I have heard worse.

Enter DUKE RINTAROU

DUKE RINTAROU

My lady?

YOU

Y-Your Grace. How now, have you been standing there for long?

DUKE RINTAROU

No, pardon my disappearance. I was speaking to Atsumu. (offers a hand) Care to have our first dance?

YOU

(takes his hand; both of you dance gracefully) His Majesty the Emperor, you mean? You seem to speak of him so casually.

DUKE RINTAROU

He’s a childhood friend of mine. Him and his brother alike.

YOU

And that’s why the empress entrusts you with such a request as well.

DUKE RINTAROU

(nodding) Have you spoken to Her Majesty?

YOU

Merely to welcome me to Faren and console me from my…

DUKE RINTAROU

Grief? I’ve heard. That must have left you scarred.

YOU

Scarred, no less. But my anguish is not enough for you to take the burden of this loveless marriage. I understand if you completely dislike me, Duke. Detest me, even, for I am a stranger to your eyes.

I am at the mercy of your kindness, and so I will not seek the Duke’s love nor will I seek any affection from a man whose only responsibility is to save my grace. See to it that I will know my place as your third wife. I will stay away from your path, live and die quietly alone, and never dishonor your name.

DUKE RINTAROU

(stops, squeezes your hand) My lady, you overcompensate.

YOU

It is only fair to you that I do so. You have two wives to take better care of.

DUKE RINTAROU

Two wives I hold no affection for.

YOU

Still and all; they are honorable ladies that you are married to. I am nothing more but an orphan to your house.

DUKE RINTAROU

Then, how can you assure that you are someone I can trust? If I speak from my honest mind, I find it difficult to assume that you will not cause me trouble. You caught yourself entangled in a scandal with a crown prince, and rumor has it that you seduced him, then tainted his name after you were rejected. Now I am forced to take you in as my wife, do you understand where I am getting at?

Tears brim your eyes after hearing his accusations. Harrowing memories of the recent events form in your mind, disquieting you from this night of waltzes and classical music.

YOU

Your Grace, I wouldn’t sacrifice my parents’ lives for something so selfish. No solipsistic concern is enough for me to let my family be slain before my eyes! Be at your own judgement, but the goddess Athena knows that my soul is clean and that no lies carry this heart of mine. I am simply a victim of injustice!

DUKE RINTAROU

My lady, I wasn’t intending to offend.

You wipe your eyes and take a step back, refusing to meet the Duke’s eyes.

YOU

None taken. You do right with your honest sentiments.

Exit YOU

LADY AIMI

Your Grace! Your Grace, how insolent can that woman be? So self-righteous is she, when she’s the one who’s been accepted by you!

LADY LUCILLE

Her display of conceit is revolting! That lowly woman was banished from Athain for a good reason. Leave it to us to teach her a lesson, Duke.

DUKE RINTAROU

(serious) The lady you speak ill of is my wife. Touch a single strand of her hair and you will lose all of yours at my word.

Exit DUKE RINTAROU

THE NOBLE LADIES

B-But Duke!

Exeunt

SCENE III. A guest room in the palace. Night time.

Enter YOU, sitting at the window seat and overseeing the palace’s rose garden. You touch the necklace that your father gave you, sighing morosely.

YOU

The sky weeps with me, Mama and Papa. Wherever you may be, I hope eternal rest finds your way as I, too, wish to find it soon.

Enter EMPRESS DOWAGER, approaching you by the window. You stand up at once and offer a curtsy to the empress.

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Lady Y/N, why have tears sought your eyes?

YOU

Your Imperial Majesty, it is my parents that I long for on this cold eve.

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Your husband shall join you here to warm you with his comfort soon. In the meantime, I am here to offer some advice.

YOU

Advice, Your Majesty?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Tonight, be at peace in this palace. Tomorrow, be prepared as you will be lodging at Rintarou’s manor. Two wives live at his household; Duchess Hera, his first wife who is a noble of high social status, is a possessive woman that loves him passionately. Lady Ci’an, his second wife who is a widow of his half-brother, is a prideful woman who seeks his equal love and attention. It might intimidate you to find a place in his home, but learn to use your mind and ne’er your emotions when it comes to dealing with both women.

YOU

Empress, if I may ask, why is it that you find it easy to trust me?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Because I am indebted to your father. I know what kind of man he is and I trust what kind of person he raised you. He is the reason I was able to spend twenty more years with my husband before he died of illness last winter.

YOU

Had it not been for my father, I would be sleeping with an empty stomach in a desolate land.

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Therefore, you shall live for him and for your mother. You were given a chance at life to begin anew, so live long and prosper.

Enter DUKE RINTAROU

DUKE RINTAROU

Empress? What is Your Majesty’s will?

EMPRESS DOWAGER

Ah, it is only a quick visit so I can speak to your wife. (turns to you) Remember my words, my dear. I shall send you off tomorrow. Rest you merry!

Exit EMPRESS DOWAGER. You and the duke both curtsy to the empress before her lady-in-waiting shuts the door to your room. The duke approaches you closer, but you move away.

DUKE RINTAROU

My lady, about earlier…

YOU

Your Grace, I-I apologize for letting my emotions get the best of me.

DUKE RINTAROU

(takes another step closer) No, you were right. I spoke recklessly.

YOU

I stand by my word. I vow to never be burdensome to you. Do not feel obligated to spend our wedding night together for none of this is favorable to you.

DUKE RINTAROU

What kind of man would I be to leave my wife in this palace alone?

The duke starts unbuttoning his shirt and reaches for a robe. Your hands begin to shake, a flashback of Prince Fionn’s assault entering your mind. By instinct, you fall on your knees and beg for mercy.

YOU

D-Duke, please don’t. I know my marital obligations, but s-since you and I are not in love, I thought you wouldn’t want anything more from me.

DUKE RINTAROU

(confused) My lady, get up. What are you talking about?

YOU

Y-Your Grace…

You tremble as you watch him tie the knot on his robe. The duke recognizes the fear and trauma in your eyes, prompting him to pull you up in comfort.

DUKE RINTAROU

I’m not that kind of man. Is it my presence that discomforts you? You and I are husband and wife; it is only right for us to sleep on the same bed. But beyond that, I have no other malicious intentions.

YOU

(breathing deeply) I’m sorry, i-it was a misjudgment on my part.

DUKE RINTAROU

Then, go to sleep. Pay me no mind. (pats your head) Only tonight will we share this bed.

YOU

Duke..?

DUKE RINTAROU

Yes?

YOU

Your other wives. I can see why they love you dearly.

DUKE RINTAROU

Yet there’s no one I love the same. All that I do is for someone else and never myself. (stares at the ceiling, breathing calmly)

Good night, my wife.

Exeunt

to be continued…

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ushijima as your boyfriend

✧ a lot of the people in your life assume that ushijima is cold, maybe even emotionless, but you know better than that. you know that he just doesn’t express himself in ways that other people deem appropriate. and you also know that he’s deeply loving.  

✧ that bluntness and honesty he has means he’ll just,,, say what he’s feeling. very frankly. and he often makes you blush with how sincere it is. he’s not the type to choose pretty, poetic words, but he never dresses down his emotions, either; there’s a quiet confidence to what he says. like he knows that what he’s saying is the truth, and he doesn’t want you to doubt that. 

✧ he’s quietly supportive of your passions. he’s not really going to be a “cheerleader” who’s shouting your name from the sidelines or anything like that, but he believes in your ability to work hard and apply yourself. and honestly?? you want to keep doing your best, because you don’t want to betray that confidence. it really is quite profound, coming from him.

✧ he’s very much someone who enjoys being ‘alone together.’ he’s naturally quite introverted, and there are many days where he’ll come home and just,,, recede inside his shell. it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to talk to you, it’s just that he doesn’t have the energy to say much. but your presence is comforting for him, and he just wants the two of you to do your own things while being in the same room. 

✧ his dry, subtle sense of humour pops up more often than you’d think. people are surprised to see you laughing so much when you’re with him because it’s ushijima - the only person who really gets it is tendou, to be honest. but ushijima can be quite funny in his own right, and even his capacity to read things as too literal can lead to many a funny situation.

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𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮

summary: you're self-conscious about your bush in the post outbreak world. joel shows you how much he loves it.

warnings: -> 18+ only | mdni <- Joel "pussy eating king" Miller x fem!Reader. body hair ftw! pussy eating galore. dirty talk. light spit kink. joel gets off on eating you out, literally. no beta.

word count: 1.1k

author’s note: i just know he would eat you alive. @ghotifishreads ty for brainstorming! 💙

☽ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♁ 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ♁ 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ☾

You slam the bathroom drawer shut with a huff. You want to cry. Who’d of thought the simple task of finding scissors would be so difficult? Of all the houses you chose to take shelter in during the storm, you found yet another house that was without shears.

You contemplate cutting your bush with Joel’s knife while you walk into the adjoining bedroom and slowly take off your dirty clothing. Maybe it’ll work. You can imagine asking Joel for his knife and him asking you why. You laugh into your palms as you rub them over your face.   

You catch a glance at your nude body in a mirror mounted on the wall. Looking yourself over, you run your hands through the curls that cover your mound. It’s the longest it’s ever been. At times it was nice to not worry about having to shave but ever since you started things up with Joel you missed being able to trim your bush whenever you wanted.

Joel creaks up the stairs and you turn to face him as he leans in the doorway. “God damn, you’re beautiful.”

Embarrassment burns your cheeks. Despite your time together, you still weren’t used to his compliments.

He knows you’re on edge, he heard you searching for those damn scissors like you always did. He cautiously walks into the room and wraps his arms around your naked frame. His soft gaze meets yours in the mirror. 

“Come ’ere, Sweetheart.” Joel walks backward with you in his arms until his legs hit the bed. He shifts to the side and helps you lay down on the sheets. 

You prop yourself up, digging your elbows into the bed as he slowly kneels between your parted legs. “Joel, it’s ok. You don’t have to.” Your eyes lock on his chest with unease.

His chest rumbles with a deep growl. “Why would you ever think I wouldn’t want to taste you?”

Your wary eyes flick up to his somber ones. Heat swirls and pools in your abdomen. 

Joel pries your legs apart and admires your natural form. The hair on your mound is lush, spreading to the crooks of your inner thighs and down your legs. He slides his hands up your thighs feeling the wiry strands under his palms and the softness of your skin. “I love every part of you. Every inch.”

He lays his head on your right thigh and runs his fingers through your bush. His nose burrows softly into your curls. Your pheromones seep into his brain. A gust of hot air rushes over your mound as he groans. “You smell so fuckin’ good.” 

He combs his fingers through the bristles before giving a slight tug that forces your heart into your throat. “You got a thick fuckin’ pussy.” He teethes your mons, gnawing gently on the flesh that lays hidden; marking you. “I’d eat this sweet cunt all day long.” 

He licks his lips, looking parched, like he hasn’t had a drink in days. 

Suddenly, his tongue dives into your folds and catches you off guard. Your arms give out forcing you back down on the bed with a gasp. He lathes his tongue up and down your folds and circles your clit with tight swirls taking his time to taste every inch of you. 

Your legs wrap around his head as waves of mind numbing bliss drown your senses. His lips wrap around your clit with a grunt and create a spine bending suction on the tiny nub forcing you to writhe against his face. His arms wrap solidly around your thighs keeping you open and compliant while you chase your pleasure. 

Joel stops his assault and sits back on his heels, you meet his fiery stare with perplextion. He holds your gaze as he licks his cream coated lips and picks a wiry hair from his tongue before flicking it away. His mustache and beard are soaked with your shiny arousal. 

It makes your cunt throb.  

“I love eatin’ this sweet cunt. Drinkin’ you down.” He mumbles into your weeping heat like a man gone mad. He fists his cock out from his jeans, giving it a squeeze at the base, trying to keep himself from cumming in his jeans.

Blinding aftershocks sizzle your nerves. You push into the mattress, desperate for a break, and edge away from his mouth with a gasp. 

He tuts. “Where you goin’ sweet girl? I’m not done yet.”

Strong arms circle your thighs and drag you easily down the sheets back to his wicked mouth. Your fingers dig into his hair as his mouth covers your dripping core with a grunt. He pushes between your folds, tasting the deepest part of you, and glides his tongue along your velvet walls.

The room spins when he pulls away again and you reach for him with a whine. 

Thick fingers pull apart your outer lips, exposing your milky, dripping center to the feral man. Your cunt convulses under his ominous stare. “I’ll let you know when I’ve had my fill.” 

A wad of spit hits your vulnerable cunt, landing directly on your clit.  

A gasp tears from your lips as the fluid drips down your slippery seam and combines with your cream. He lazily drags two fingers through the spittle before curling and pressing them inside your drenched heat.

“Shit- that’s a fuckin’ tight cunt.” He swipes a heavy tongue over your clit. “Sucha’ pretty, hairy pussy.”

You mewl and writhe on the bed as it rocks back and forth. The older man frantically grinds his cock against the soft bedding while he eats you out. So strung out on the taste of you and chasing his own high.

Cavernous groans vibrate your core adding to the blissful friction of his wicked tongue and girthy, determined fingers. Joel lewdly spits on your clit again and curls his digits, watching with a smirk as you convulse. “Thatta girl. Shit- Come on my fingers.”

The knot in your belly grows tighter and tighter with every powerful thrust until a haze of white explodes behind your eyes. Your body spasms around his fingers with a secure lock making his rhythm waver as your mouth parts in a silent scream. 

Cream spills between your folds and trickles down his wrist as he spills ropes of white onto the sheets with a hoarse, ab twitching grunt. Your cunt flutters around his stilled fingers as the two of you slowly come back to one another.

He eases his fingers from your core, watching your opening clench and quiver from the emptiness as he licks your cum from his skin. “Still think I have an issue with your bush?” 

“Stop, you’re killing me.” You whine, covering your eyes from the sinful view of his tongue lapping up your cream. 

“Oh, my sweet girl, I’ve only just begun.” He croons as he climbs onto the bed and smothers you with a ferocious, cum stained kiss.

💌 send me mail - drabble requests: OPEN

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Top Gun: Maverick Masterlist

Note: As of now I only write fluff and angst though I have the strong urge to write smut but I am learning lol

Some are still lurking in my drafts, but they're coming I swear :''')

Lieutenant Jake "Hangman" Seresin

We're Even Now, Are We?

Summary: After years of being in competition with each other, both of you realize that there was more to your tension than what meets the eye.

The Green-Eyed Monster

Summary: When Jake didn't really seem to get it, you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Mr. Perfectly Fine

Summary: The one where Jake thought that breaking hearts was all fun and games until he broke yours.

To live for the hope of it all (Part two of Mr. Perfectly Fine)

Summary: While Jake was musing over what he truly felt, regrets started flowing through his veins when you gave him what he wanted.

And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know

Summary: The moment he knew that everything was in shatters, you were already in pieces.

Lieutenant Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Salvation

Summary: Just as when Bradley thought he had no one to live for, he found you.

Pushing His Buttons

Summary: After playing mindless games to figure him out, it turns out you only needed one key to making him crack.

Lover

Summary: The one where you found the most perfect love in the shape of a man named Bradley Bradshaw.

One Admiral's Daughter

Summary: Of all people in the bar, Bradley's eyes decided to set themselves on a forbidden fruit.

Right Where You Left Me

Summary: It was all bliss until he found himself in a difficult spot; being with the daughter of the one who held him back from the future that he wanted for himself.

Lieutenant Robert "Bob" Floyd

Invisible String

Summary: Just like what people say, you have to kiss the wrong guy to know the right one.

Miscellaneous Fics:

The Aviators' Respective Squadrons in Top Gun: Maverick

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plz more mean!joel who makes u cry and literally fucks you until every part of you aches. i’m so down bad😭😭

ily 🫶 mean!joel is my bbg

DARK NSFW

Joel is mean. Especially to you. He makes it known that your simply his little fuck toy, a hole for him to use. He likes to watch you scream, scream and cry. It really gets him going. Therefore, overstimulating you is his favorite thing.

“Yeah good girl, lay there and take it bitch!” He degraded you as he fucked your abused pussy. You’ve came god knows how many time by now, your clit was puffy and aching, but that did not stop him from rubbing it. “P-plea- Joel- i c-can’t!” You could barley finish a word, at this point you could barley think. Your whole body was aching and all of your limbs were shaking. “Awww is this too much baby?” He asked with fake pity, “I know it hurts, you’ll be fine.” You groaned as you once again shoved your head into the pillow underneath you. There was nothing you could do about it, Joel was much stronger than you. You already tried to squirm away but that only ended with 10 spanks right onto your overstimulated pussy. There was no way you would do that again.

It didn’t take long for another orgasm to wash over you, making you squirt hard over Joel’s cock and pelvis. “Fuck yeah good girl…” You sobbed into the pillows underneath you as that terrible overstimulated feeling came back into your gut. “Did I fucking tell you to stop?” He slapped your puffy clit, trying to make you squirt again as you screamed. “I can’t control it Joel! Please stop!” Your begged for you life as he chuckled. “We stop when I say we stop princess. You can do it, I know you can.”

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the sluttiest thing a man can do is lean back on a chair with those looks

JOEL MILLER | The Last of Us OBERYN MARTELL | Game of Thrones

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I have a request for Joel x reader where the reader has never been in a relationship where her orgasm was important to her partners so Joel makes it a mission to make her cum as many times as possible 👀

Oh anon, sweet anon I couldn’t turn down this request if I tried. I just know Joel would wanna satisfy his partner in bed as many times as he wanted to. I just 🧎🏻‍♀️ I hope you like it, I kinda rushed it a little as I was too excited to write it but yeah! Thanks for the request <3 I’m gonna go and hide now <3

Warnings: 18+, please it’s just smut. Oral (f receiving), mild breeding kink if you squint a little, unprotected p in v sex (wrap it, be sensible), use of good / little girl a lot, age gap (reader is mid - late twenties, Joel would be older but not explicitly stated), roughly follows the game / show but not at all lol cause the timeline is way off

Summary: Joel knew you had been left frustrated by your previous partners and well, when he heard you moan his name he couldn’t deny you the pleasure any longer.

Characters: Joel Miller x (f) reader

Word Count: 4.7k

A/N: y’all know how bad I’m down for Joel rn, and I saw this tiktok that had me truly feral and frothing at the mouth so me being the true slut I am for this man, I had to include the dialogue. You’re welcome. Just as a little side note, I have all the other requests in my inbox and I love them all, I will work my way through but I work full time so please be patient, my loves <3

Before the outbreak happened, you had never had a boyfriend, not a proper one anyway and well, since then it had only gone downhill. You were in high school when the outbreak happened and miraculously you had managed to escape and actually survive. You had lost your family along the way and met up with a man called Joel Miller. You first met him in the Boston QZ, and since then you had become a team. It had been years and you were in your late twenties now, still teamed up with Joel but a few years back you took Ellie on with you. It had been a messy journey but one that was so worth it, Ellie was your bestfriend and Joel fathered her like his own. She was just a teenager but she had seen so much in her short life that had matured her much beyond her years. 

After the outbreak, and in the world of dating, men seemed to be greedier at chasing their own highs rather than actually satisfying you in anyway, shape or form. The only orgasms you had really experienced in the past few years were from ones you had drawn from yourself; those long nights where you shifted in your bed and let your fingers give you some much needed relief. Still, you would have traded all of those orgasms for one decent one from another man. 

“Are you listening to me? Hello?” Ellie snapped her fingers in front of your face. “I was saying,” she huffed. “I was saying, how was that date with David the other night, haven’t seen you since and I wanna know all the juicy details.” She giggled. 

You were pulled out of your thoughts but you continued to stare at the food on your plate, you pushed it around before admitting defeat and setting your knife and fork down. “It was awful.” You whined. “Absolutely awful, like guys really only care about getting off themselves. I haven’t had a decent orgasm in years.” You complained and just as you finished your sentence, Joel joined you both at the table. 

He cleared his throat awkwardly and you felt embarrassment rise in you. “Sorry, Joel.” You mumbled and Ellie was biting back a humungous laugh; you shot her a look and she tried to stifle the noise further. 

“Anyway… I should be heading off to school.” Ellie giggled and looked at your embarrassed face and Joel’s awkward demeanour. 

The three of you had settled down in Jackson after your journey temporarily ended when Joel finally located Tommy. It was a decent place; so long as you stayed in line and did your fair share of jobs. You helped out in various places; you helped tend to the animals, you sometimes assisted in classrooms and you were known to frequent shifts in the kitchen. Joel ran defence classes, teaching the older teens how to shot their guns, how to fight with weapons and generally preparing them for if they ever needed to evacuate and look after themself in the wild. He always did frequent patrol shifts around the walls, much like his brother did. In return the three of you had a decent three-bedroom home and for the first time in years, stability and safety. You were just pleased that it offered Ellie a small sense of normality and belonging. 

“David is an asshole.” Joel stated with a smirk. 

“Yeah, well, I know that now.” You laughed bitterly, no humour behind the noise at all. 

“You know… some men out there do actually care about pleasing women. Not all. But some.” Joel said nonchalantly and it only caused your blush to grow deeper in your cheeks. 

“Yeah, well, when you find one. Send them my way, yeah?” You said bluntly and rose from the table, taking your plate. “I’ve got a shift in the kitchen now and then I’m out at the farm for the afternoon. Ellie is going round to a friend’s this evening but promised she would be back before 10pm like normal.” 

“Alright, sweetheart. See you later.” Joel said as he continued to eat his breakfast. 

You long had a crush on Joel, from the moment he first met you in the QZ, you were hooked. He helped teach you how to fight, shoot and even hunt. There had been brutal moments outside the world of the QZ’s and Joel had saved you multiple times. There had also been those unspoken moments between you both where a touch on your hand as he helped you aim maybe lingered a second too long or his gaze fixated on you as you changed, when he thought you weren’t looking. You just assumed he never made a move on you due to your obvious age-gap, you assumed he always kinda looked at you like a kid. The age-gap seemed like such a trivial thing since the whole world ended but you never pushed your luck as you know you needed Joel to get by and actually live. 

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Your shifts went by quick and by the time you finished you were sweaty and in need of a long, hot shower and maybe, just maybe, you could get five minutes alone to scratch the burning itch under your skin. 

“Joel, you home yet?” You called as you stepped into the home, no lights were on so you assumed maybe he was already in bed. Joel worked different shifts and so, nothing was really a surprise with him anymore. 

There was no answer, just silence, you thanked the god’s above and all but ran upstairs, you turned the shower on to warm up and within minutes there was hot water filling the space. You underdressed yourself quickly and stepped into the water, the second the warm water hit your skin, you sighed with relief. 

You soaped up your body and it didn’t take long for your fingers to explore your body and to slip between your slicked folds; a soft moan fell from your lips as your fingers circled your sensitive clit. You worked yourself quicker as your orgasm neared, you were so deep in the moment. 

“Joel,” You whimpered as your eyes were closed and you worked your fingers faster. Your naked chest heaved as your ragged breaths ripped through your parted mouth. “So good, please. More.” You whined to yourself. 

You had fully allowed yourself to delve into your fantasies; normally someone was always hope and you had to keep quiet whenever you masturbated. So when you had the house to yourself, you allowed yourself to be louder and enjoy it more. 

Joel got home, he immediately saw lights on and heard the water running upstairs. He didn’t think anything of it and went to the fridge to grab himself a drink. That’s when he heard his name, he put his drink down and wandered upstairs, he didn’t make a lot of noise but he wasn’t exactly being sneaky either. 

He saw your body, well, the back of your body at least; his hungry eyes raked over your naked form and they stopped at your ass. That’s when he heard you whimper again and he realised what you were doing. Which meant… no. You were thinking of him?!

Joel went to knock on the door, to politely announce he was home. Anything, but he couldn’t bring himself to and he certainly could held the way his cock hardened in his jeans at the thought of your cumming around your fingers whilst you thought of him. 

His mouth went dry and gingerly he knocked on the door frame which caused your whole body to jump and you almost slipped in the bathtub. 

“What the fuck?! Why are you watching me?!” You yelped and you saw Joel stood there, his eyes raked over your body before he looked around the room and avoided making eye contact with you. You brought your arms to try and cover some of your body. 

“I uh, sorry darlin’. Heard my name and thought you called for me, I, uh, I get what you were doing now…” he said quietly and your cheeks turned a deep crimson. 

“Joel,” you gasped. “I-I’m so sorry I — I thought no one was home and I was just, well, y’know what I was doing. I’m so embarrassed. I’m sorry.” You mumbled and switched off the water. You grabbed your towel off the ground and wrapped it around your body tightly. 

Joel finally looked at you and this time he couldn’t help but smile, a boyish grin spread across his features and you wanted to punch him for being so smug. 

“What?! What are you smiling about?” You whined, still embarrassed. 

“Oh it’s nothing just… you want me to help you out, sweet girl. Show you what a real orgasm feels like?” Joel said lowly, the smug expression still on his face. Never before had he allowed himself to indulge in the lust he felt for you, until now; there you were, your hair was damp and your body glistened as the water droplets slid down every beautiful curve of your body.

“Oh fuck you, this,” you gestured up and down your body and between the two of you. You stepped out of the bathtub on shaky legs. “This isn’t something you get to take the piss about, okay? You can forget about that!” You hissed as you went to push past Joel. This was beyond humiliating and you didn’t need him to remind you of it or hold it above you as some kind of joke. 

You tried to leave the room and Joel simply grabbed your wrist, before you could open your mouth he had you pushed up against the wall and was kissing you passionately. It was hot and heavy, your teeth clashed and your tongues met with a moan from you. Your hand found its way into Joel’s salt and pepper hair as his hands rested on your hip. 

“Joel,” you mumbled, barely breaking the kiss between you both. “We shouldn’t, I mean. What about Ellie, what if she comes home? It’ll mess everything up.” You whispered, your breaths short as Joel peppered soft kisses to your jaw. 

“With all due respect, darlin’… how about you shut up and let me show you how good a real man can make you feel.” Joel breathed, his lips hovering just by your ear. 

His words, his lips, his breath; it was entirely all too much and not enough and it had your body quivering under him. 

“Already shaking for me and I’ve not touched you, sweet girl.” He growled lowly in your ear and you shook your head in disagreement. “Bedroom. Now.” He commanded and you obediently left the bathroom and entered your own bedroom. 

You stood awkwardly near the bed, you didn’t exactly have heaps of experience in the bedroom and the experience you did have was usually late at night and with someone you didn’t care for, where the other person was more interested in chasing their release rather than helping you get yours. Joel walked into the room and smirked at you, god, he was so infuriating with his arrogance. 

“Let’s take this off, shall we?” Joel asked softly and held the edge of your towel, he tugged it off and it fell to the floor with a dull thud. You felt exposed and vulnerable as Joel’s hungry eyes drank you in; he was trying to memories every dip of your body, every freckle, every single hair and he wanted this image to replay every night in his head for the rest of his life. “Fuck. So beautiful, look at you.” He cursed, closing the space between you once more to kiss you again. 

He walked you both back until your back fell flat on your bed, you whimpered helplessly under him as you felt his weight on top of you. His large hand came up to knead the soft skin of your breast before his fingers took your nipple and twisted it gently, your back arched off the bed at his actions and you whined under the older man. 

“That’s it. Good girl, that feel good?” Joel asked and let his head duck down to envelope your sensitive nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicked over the bud and you moaned softly.

“Want you to take your clothes off.” You gasped out as your hands clutched at Joel’s grubby shirt. He released your nipple with a pop of his mouth and sat back to remove his shirt. 

Your mouth went dry at the sight, you had seen Joel shirtless before but you had never been able to truly appreciate it. He had a little chest hair and his torso was delicately peppered with various scars, all of them ranging in size and intensity. He locked eyes with you as he stood to undo his belt and jeans, he kicked off the heavy denim and you couldn’t deny the way you clenched around air; you could see the outline of Joel’s cock, it was heavy and thick. 

“Like what you see?” He laughed and grabbed his length through the thin fabric of his boxers. You nodded and shamelessly you let your thighs open further for him. “Good girl.” He cooed as he admired the site of your glistening cunt. 

Joel wasted no more time and he was back on the bed with you, this time just dressed in his boxers. He positioned himself next to you, one leg draped over your to keep legs spread and teasingly, he trailed two fingers through your wet folds. You whimpered under him, spreading your legs further again. Joel laughed above you, he was watching your features as he let his fingers tease you for the first time. Your back arched slightly and your breaths became more ragged. 

“Please,” you whined, your voice high pitched and needy. “Please don’t tease me, Joel.” 

He laughed, again, he laughed and your body thrummed with anger as his fingers moved agonisingly slow before they fell to your clit and he circled that sensitive area just perfectly. You moaned, it was a loud noise and it shocked you as it was ripped from your throat. You threw your head back and your fingers gripped the sheets beneath you until they turned white. 

“Nice and wet for me, hm? That all for me? I heard you moaning my name like a good little slut in the shower.” Joel groaned as his fingers got coated in your slick arousal. 

He started a punishing pace and already, you felt the white heat in your stomach start to bubble aggressively. Joel leant up to admire your features once more, he loved the way your eyes fluttered shut every time he would move his fingers just so. Just as your body tensed, Joel teasingly changed the tempo of his movements and he could see the frustration that settled in your eyes but with that smug smirk on his lips again, he plunged two thick fingers into your tight hole and let his thumb stroke circles around your clit. 

The noise you made was sinful, it almost didn’t sound human. Joel laughed, it was low and breathy and he felt so proud he was the one to elicit these filthy noises from you. He pulled his fingers out just to plunge them in deeper, only this time, he curled them upwards and it had you seeing stars. You felt lightheaded as you screwed your eyes shut and bit down onto your bottom lip. 

“Think you can cum for me? Cum all on my fingers?” Joel asked and tenderly stroked some stray strands of wet hair from your face. “That’s it,” he cooed as he kept his fingers deep in you to stroke against the sensitive spot deep in your walls. 

You were broken, already. Completely and utterly broken as Joel’s fingers ripped an orgasm from deep within you. Your back arched higher off the old mattress and your fingers clawed at Joel’s arm. No man had made you cum like this before. 

You came heavily around Joel’s digits, your walls fluttered and clenched around him as he worked you through your first proper orgasm with another male. 

“That’s it. Good girl,” he cooed softly into your ear as he sped his fingers back up. “You reckon you can cum again?” He asked and you looked at him with your lust-blown eyes and nodded silently, your lips still parted in pleasure. 

Joel’s thumb drew circles around your clit and every so often he would swipe it directly over the little bud of nerves that had you whimpering under him. Your fingernails dug into the skin of Joel’s shoulder and in their wake, you left crescent moon shapes. Joel groaned at the sting of your fingers nails and it only encouraged him to work his own fingers in you deeply. 

“Anyone ever eaten this little pussy?” Joel asked in a low tone, he pulled his fingers out of you and placed a light slap to your sensitive area. You yelped loudly and squeezed Joel’s arm. 

You shook your head no and shivered under Joel’s watchful gaze, you couldn’t speak, you didn’t trust your voice to make the correct noises as you knew what was about to happen and it made your body ache with anticipation. 

Joel kissed your mouth once before he trailed kisses down your stomach, it caused it to heave under his soft touches; his rough facial hair tickled across your skin. Joel took your thighs into his hands and pulled them so they draped over his shoulders, fully exposing your wet pussy to him. His mouth watered at the site and he couldn’t wait to taste every inch of you. 

Joel wasted no more time, he parted your folds with his fingers before he delved his tongue into your wet heat. He couldn’t hold back the deep groan that rumbled up his throat, he had longed to taste you and have you gasping under him. 

“So sweet,” he whispered as he slurped up your arousal. His tongue flicked over your clit and you gripped into his thick hair roughly. “That’s it, use my face, just like that, atta girl. Keep doing that.” Joel groaned as you greedily chased your high again on his face. He attached his lips onto your clit and suckled on it softly, his tongue rhythmically flicked over it. 

“Go-gonna cum again!” You groaned. You looked down at Joel below you and it had you clenching around nothing, you longed to be filled as you came hard. His hair was a mess and his eyes were drooped shut as he ate your pussy like a man starved of food. “I-I want you in me. Need to feel your cock in me.” You whimpered as Joel flicked his tongue over your sensitive body. 

“Yeah? You think you can cum again on my cock? How about you ride me, need to make sure you get all the orgasms you need, good girl.” He purred, standing up to stroke his cock after he removed his boxers. His length bobbed against his stomach when he removed his boxers. Your pussy fluttered with arousal as you watched his hand pass over his length a few times; none of the men you had been with were as big as Joel. He wasn’t just long, he was thick as well and you couldn’t wait to feel the stretch of him inside of you. 

Joel climbed onto your bed so his back was against your pillows and he was half sitting up, he continued to stroke himself as you watched. You were strung out on the intense orgasms already and you weren’t sure how you were supposed to have it in you to ride his large dick. He held a hand up and made a ‘come hither’ gesture with his fingers, you sucked in a deep breath and moved your body up to his. You swung your legs over Joel’s lap to straddle him and he took his cock and passed it through the wetness of your pussy. 

You shivered and gripped at Joel’s chest below you, your fingers combed through the light dusting of hair there. He pressed the tip of his fat cock to your wet hole and held your hips tightly as he brought you down on him. You moaned weakly as he bottomed out so you were sat in his lap, there was a faint sting as you adjusted to him. 

“Bet you can feel me in your stomach, can’t you?” He purred, his fingers stroked soft patterns in the skin of your hips. He took one hand and gently stroked at your clit once again which caused you to grind down onto Joel’s length. He moaned at that and his head lulled back; you were so wet, so warm and just so tight. He knew he was the first one to split you open like that. “Such a tight. little. cunt.” Joel growled, his hips bucking up to fuck into you. 

“So good.” You breathed as you started to bounce in his lap. “Feels so good. You’re so big.” You whimpered, with each bounce down, Joel thrusted up to meet you and it sent delicious shockwaves through your body. Your skin felt impossibly tight and too small for you and the burn in your stomach flickered furiously. 

“That’s it. Atta girl, use my cock. Make yourself cum on me.” He growled, his thumb swiped over your clit once again which ripped a loud moan from your parted lips. As you bounced on his cock, your breasts heaved with the effort and your breaths came out of your mouth ragged and laboured. 

“Can’t cum again, t-too much.” You whined and it was true, your body felt entirely too sensitive and everything almost felt too good, it took you by surprise since you weren’t ever aware that you could feel this good. 

That’s all Joel needed, something animalistic switched in the pit of his stomach and with that, he had lifted your body to flip you onto your stomach. Your face pressed into the mattress with the force and he grabbed your hips roughly, pulling your ass up into the air for him. Joel brought a hand down and spanked the soft skin roughly. 

He shoved his cock back into your wet heat with a groan and his balls slapped forward onto your clit. You whimpered pathetically and tried to grab at the sheets below you for leverage as Joel built up a rough pace. 

“I said,” he accentuated the words with a rough thrust. “Cum on my cock, you wanted to been shown what it was like to cum properly. So cum for me.” Joel growled, his voice was dark and commanding. 

Tears filled your eyes and soon there was a wet patch under your face on your sheets; you weren’t entirely sure whether it was from your tears or the saliva that pooled from your mouth. 

“Touch yourself and cum on my cock.” You commanded bluntly and you obeyed, you snaked a hand under your stomach and rubbed at your clit with fervour. This angle caused Joel’s cock head to bump against that spot deep within yourself. You were soon cumming around Joel’s cock with a scream, you felt a gush and Joel was groaning behind you. “That’s it. Good girl, cum on me. Soak me.” He cooed and slapped your ass, softer this time so he could knead the skin. 

You whimpered as you worked through your orgasm, your eyes screwed tightly shut and your walls fluttered around Joel’s cock as you came down from your high. He didn’t give you a second to recover as he pulled out and flipped you over so he could see your face. 

“I wanna see your pretty little face when I fuck my seed into your greedy little hole.” Joel groaned, he tapped his cock against your sensitive clit and you quivered under him. You weren’t sure you could take much more, never had you felt so pleasured in your life. 

Joel teasingly slow pushed his length into you once again and your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. He didn’t reach as deep in this position but you could feel every single inch as he slid in. He rolled his hips to meet yours and he groaned with each pass of your tight pussy. 

“Want me to fill you up? What if I fuck a baby into you? You want that. Wanna get all round with my seed?” He growled and it made your walls clench around him, he smirked at the reaction and toyed with your abused clit. “I think you can give me one more, little girl. I think you can gush on my cock whilst I fuck my cum into you.” 

You couldn’t believe the words Joel was saying, you were sure it just ‘in the moment’ but you still couldn’t believe the filth that fell from his dirty mouth. You shook your head no at Joel and he just barked a laugh at you. 

“I’m sure I’ll get another out of you,” he whispered and leant down to kiss at your breasts once again. “Bet this is what you thought of in the shower, isn’t it? Bet you thought of my cock splitting you open as I fuck you. I’ve thought about it, baby girl. Fucked my hand so many times imagining it was your tight little pussy. God this is so much better than I imagined. You’re so good for me, taking me so well.” Joel praised with a gutteral groan, his hips were slower as he worked himself closer to his own relief. He was surprised it he lasted as long as he did, it had been a while since he had been with a woman and that was mainly down to you. Anytime he was with someone else he imagined it was you he was filling up. 

“Come on, please give me one more. Just one.” Joel purred, his mouth sloppily licking at your hardened nipples. 

It was too much; his words, his hand, his mouth on your nipples and his cock filling you so deliciously. You didn’t think you could but it happened again; you clenched around Joel once more, his hips stalled and he thrust deep inside of you as you’re tightened around him. The room was filled with your laboured breathing and Joel’s soft pants as he filled you with his seed. You whined as you felt the hot liquid coat your inner walls. 

Joel laid there for a few seconds as he gained his composure once again and he rolled off your body, and slid out of you with a grimace and he winced. Your body shuddered as you laid there, completely fucked out and drunk on the older male’s cock. 

You weren’t sure how long had passed but when you finally found the strength in your body to get up and go to the bathroom, it was pitch black outside, your room was illuminated softly with a distant spotlight. You pulled Joel’s shirt on as it was the only clothes readily to hand and you couldn’t help but smile as you saw his sleeping face, and for once, he looked peaceful. You tiptoed out of your room and headed to the bathroom, just as you stepped inside and turned the light on a figure appeared in the doorway of Ellie’s room. 

“Gotcha!” She giggled as you held your chest from the shock. 

“Ellie!” You hissed. “You almost scared me to death. Go back to bed, it’s late.” You scolded. 

“Why are you wearing Joel’s shirt?” She asked with a knowing smirk. 

“Oh I, uh…” You mumbled, trying to think of the words on your feet. 

“I’m fuckin’ with ya… I came home earlier and well, let’s just say I’m glad the weather was alright for me to walk around the block a few times.” Ellie laughed although you could see the faint disgust on her features. 

You held back a choked laugh and brought your hand up to your mouth. “Ellie, I’m so sorry.. we, I mean, we’re so sorry. We didn’t wann—“ you rambled nervously and she held a hand up and waved it dismissively. 

“Eh, it’s whatever. I’ve seen the way you two practically eye-fuck each other anyway. I’m surprised it took old man Miller this long to make a move on you. Glad you got a decent orgasm though.” Ellie laughed with a shrug. “Goodnight, Y/N. Let Joel know I’m home safe.” She smirked and disappeared back into her room. 

You braced yourself on the edge of the bathtub and held your burning cheeks in your cool hands, you couldn’t quite believe that conversation just happened and Ellie had heard the two of you earlier. 

You were just grateful she didn’t seem pissed or upset about it. Maybe things were going to work out all okay in the long run. However they panned out, you were just so relieved you finally were able to have a decent orgasm, or multiples, at the hands of another man. For the first time in a long time, you slept soundly as you listened to the low rumble of Joel’s snores.