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“I don’t need to be babysat”

MDNI - DBF!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader, 2.1k

Warnings : borderline no intro, straight into smut, very little plot, female masterbation, age gap (Joel in his late 40s, reader is 22), virgin!reader, no penetration, oral (f receiving), slight daddy kink (2 mentions), thigh job (idk if it’s called that), maybe slight dubcon? Idk tho, reader consents, unprotected but not really sex (please wrap it up guys), abrupt ish ending, not edited.

Lmk if I missed anything!! Hope you enjoy!

You knew you had a problem the first night you spent hidden in your bedroom, fingers buried in your cunt as you bite down on your pillow to keep quiet, while you were fantasising about your fathers friend, of all people.

You knew it was wrong, the man was almost 50. You just couldn’t help it, with the way he looked at you and the way he would talk to you… Gods, it was like he was tempting you.

Almost every night for the past 2 weeks you spent your time with your eyes closed in bliss imagining it was his fingers not yours.

What made it worse was when your father went away for a business trip to Tokyo for a week, and left you in Joel’s care.

“Daddy, I’m 22, I don’t need to be babysat.” Your father frowned, he knew you were capable of looking after yourself, he just didn’t like the idea of it, “It’s Joel! You like Joel,” He replied softly, the words making your cheeks redden. “It’s only a week baby, you’ll be okay.” You were about to protest when the doorbell rang. That would be Joel. You haven’t seen him since you started your… ‘nightly activities’ as you liked to so delicately put it in your head.

You look down at yourself, debating if you should go get dressed properly, only being in a thin piece of fabric you called shorts and an oversized Lana Del Rey t-shirt that fell just past the hem of your shorts.

By the time you decided to just deal with what you were wearing, Joel has come through the door and was greeting your father, he looks over your father’s shoulder and smiled softly at you. Fuck, that smile was going to kill you one day. “Hey, sweetheart.” His voice rang out in the usual Texas drawl. Your earlier blush returning as you remember the nights you’d imagined that stupidly handsome face between your legs, “Hi, Joel…” you mumble, trying to ignore your heightening embarrassment.

He picked up on your detachment throughout the day, the way you stayed quiet when you were around him unless he directly spoke to you. He chose not to call you out on it even though he could tell there was something up.

“Let me taste that sweet little pussy, baby.” The words you had dreamt the previous night echoed in your head as you sat in your room applying makeup. You tried to keep it light, innocent, almost as if you thought maybe you would draw Joel in if you did so.

You were just dragging your lipgloss across your bottom lip as you heard a knock at your bedroom door. “Sweetheart, can I come in?” You glance at yourself reflection in the mirror, you were still in your bra and panties, the lace not doing much to cover anything. “Y-ye— wait, shit no, fuck, no, sorry, wrong word.” You panic slightly as you watch the door handle swivel before snapping back into place, thankfully he didn’t come in. You reach for the white robe on your bed, not thinking about the fact that it was slightly sheer under bright light, and unfortunately for you it was the brightest day of the year. “You can come in.” You mumble as you open the door.

Joel Miller. Joel mother fucking Miller. Gods, he looked fucking beautiful, and probably better now that he was alone with you, in your bedroom.

Joel’s eyes were anywhere but your face. To say he was surprised to be met with you in your lace underwear and a robe that was borderline see through, was an understatement.

Joel wasn’t exactly innocent in himself either, there had been times he’d spend time with your father and you would be lounging in the pool in that gorgeous cherry red bikini, or those tiny shorts with the American flag pockets… he just couldn’t help himself, you were so perfect.

“Joel?” Your voice was soft and innocent when his name left your lips… Lord what he would do to hear you moan his name like that. “Just came to check on ya, princess.” He sat down on your bed, patting the spot next to him as he spoke, “You’ve been quiet… distant.” You had hoped he didn’t notice, but you weren’t very subtle in the way you couldn’t look him in the eyes. Your face was covered with guilt as you looked at him now. “Yeah, I’m fine Joel.” You lie through your teeth, with that tone you always used when you lied, the end of your sentence coming out higher pitched than the rest, “You can tell me what’s up, you know that, sweetheart…” he pats his lap for you to come and sit, looking up at you from the bed with that gorgeous smile of his. “C’mere.”

When you don’t move, he slowly leans forward and wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you into his lap. “What’s going on in the pretty little head of yours, hm?” His hand was resting on your thigh, his fingers tracing small patterns in the soft flesh. You shift in his lap, a movement that goes straight to his crotch, making him hold back a groan.

“Joel… I promise I’m fine…” You whisper, the feeling of being so close to him making your thighs squeeze together gently, “Then why are you so quiet, baby girl?” He cooed, his mouth against your ear, his breath warm against your skin. His hand trails higher on your thigh heading dangerously close to your panties, which were soaked for practically no reason. When you don’t reply he glances down at your body over your shoulder, his hand now moving to play with the strap of your bra, “These are pretty…” he carefully slid your robe off of your shoulder.

You knew this was wrong, it had to be… he was here to babysit you, not undress you, yet here you are, leaning into his touch, almost desperately.

“Joel… I need to tell you something…” his fingers stop fiddling with the strap of your bra, he hums quietly for you to continue. “I-I… um…” You hadn’t thought about this. How you were going to tell him you thought about him every night… how you moaned his name into a pillow like it was the only thing keeping you from going insane.

“What is it, baby?” Baby. God fuck, Joel knew what he was doing. “I uh… I-i.. I think about you, Joel…” your words came out as an embarrassed and desperate whine.

Joel grins, he knew it, he’d known it since the night he came around last week, he had come upstairs to use the bathroom, strolling past your room, he heard the soft moaning of his name. You’d gotten into his head that night and he couldn’t get you out, “I know… I know, baby, I know you think ‘bout me.” His hand dips beneath the confines of your bra, rolling your already hardened nipple between his thumb and index finger. “C’mon, baby, you wanna tell me what you think about at night?” By this point you’re barely functioning, like the wires in your brain were crossing in ways you never thought they would. “I think about you… touching me.”

Those words lead to your bra being discarded somewhere on the floor, you spread out on the bed with your legs open wide for Joel, who was playing with the lace of your panties. “You’re a virgin ain’t ya?” He whispered into the fabric of your panties and met with a hum of “yes” leaving your lips. “Are you sure you want this, sweetheart?” He was so gentle, so careful as he looked up at you between your legs.

You nod eagerly, but that simply isn’t enough for him, “Words, princess, words…” he kissed the inside of your thigh as you whimpered out a soft “yes”.

His movements left you whining and mewling like a bitch in heat while he left a trail of chaste kisses from your thigh to your clothed cunt.

His mouth left like heaven against your skin, so much better than anything you’d dreamt about the past few weeks. His mouth knocked the breath out of your lungs and we wasn’t even doing anything yet.

He pears over your body at you as the tips of his fingers curled around the fabric of your panties, delicately tugging the material down to your ankles.

“Fuck me, darlin’… such a pretty pussy… all for me.” He teased, his gaze fixed on the dripping hole between your legs, “So perfect… so wet….”

His tongue soon found its way to your clit, his eyes on you as he circled the small bud. The moment he touched you it was electric, your hand grasping at his salt and pepper curls. “Joel… fuck, holy shit…” he had barely touched you and you were already babbling and practically ready to cum.

He laps up the juices from your sopping cunt, licking stripes through your folds. “Please Joel… I need you…” you whimper, tugging him closer to your pussy, his breath making your cunt tense around nothing.

“Need me how, baby girl?” He borderline growled the words out against your clit, making you whine, clutching at the sheets of your bedding beneath you both. “Inside…” you moan, it was almost pornographic the way you moaned for him.

He pulls his head away from your cunt, standing up at the edge of the bed, “Are ya sure..? I don’t wanna hurt ya, baby.” He fumbled with his belt as he spoke, “I don’t have to go inside… Wouldn’t want your daddy findin’ out I fucked the virgin outta ya.” He grins, bending down to kiss your forehead softly. Your fingers tease down his body to play with the zipper of his jeans, you wanted to feel him. “Please Joel…” you begged, as you unzipped his jeans, those gorgeous denim jeans you loved so much, the jeans you fantasised about rubbing yourself against.

“Mmm… you beg so pretty for me baby…” he stand back up and rods himself of his jeans and his boxers, leaving himself practically bare. “Roll onto your side, baby…” he commanded as he guided you to where he wanted you. He climbs onto the bed behind you, gently leading the tip of his cock between your legs, which you opened, thinking he was going to press into your cunt, “Keep ‘em closed baby…”

You were confused until he started teasing his cock between your thighs, the length gliding against your cunt, making you whimper and writhe out of pleasure. “Fuck…”

The sensation of his cock between your legs teasing you was unimaginably more pleasurable than you’d thought, your thighs squeeze together, eliciting a grunt from Joel’s lips.

You were a blabbing whining mess at this point, with almost no control over what came out of your mouth, “Fuck… Oh my god, Joel, Daddy I’m close…” the word “daddy” slipped from your lips before you even thought about it, making Joel’s dick twitch. “I know, baby, I know, I can feel you… Be a good girl ‘n’ cum for me, yeah, baby?”

Your legs started to shake as you came close and closer to the edge, you could feel that warm sensation in your stomach, making Joel’s name fall your of your lips like a chant, grinding yourself back on him for more pleasure.

You were first to cum, Joel following shortly after, leaving open mouthed kisses on the back of your neck and shoulders as he chased his high, and allowed you to ride out your own.

“Thankyou, Joel…” you whisper, once he had pulled out from between your legs, and gotten up to find something to clean up with. He turns to face you, a soft grin plastered on his face, “Anytime, baby…”

Joel exited to the bathroom, only to come back a few minutes later, holding a wet flannel. “What’s that for?” You ask quietly, god you were so innocent, you had no idea. “I need to clean you up baby.” He replied softly as he sits on the bed in front of you, parting your thighs carefully, to clean up the mess he’d made. “I can do that myself perfectly fine, Joel.” You reply, a little confused and not quite catching onto the idea of aftercare.

“It’s aftercare, pretty girl, let daddy take care of you, yeah?” He whispers, one hand brushing your cheek carefully as the other continues to wipe your thighs tenderly. Your cheeks turn a light shade of pink when you realise he had heard you slip the word “daddy” a few moments before.

Once Joel had cleaned you up, you both lay in bed together tangled in each other’s arms under the duvet in silence, falling asleep.

Sorry for the abrupt ending!! I didn’t really know what else to do after this, so I just finished it, considering this is my first time writing smut I’m pretty proud of myself 😋

Sorry to anyone who was hoping for penetrative sex I couldn’t bring myself to write that straight away but it’s not a problem I hope ??

Reblogs are always appreciated please lmk what you think of this and if you want more!!

- Cassie 🤍💋

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WIP

MDNI DBF!Joel x Fem!Reader

I would like to start off by saying this is straight up smut, no plot to start with and this is also my first actual attempt at writing a fic, let alone smut. I would like to know if anyone would want to read the whole fic based on the introduction paragraph.

The Full Fic Here!

Warnings : smut with no plot (there will be plot later in a the fic) female masterbation, age gap (user 22, Joel in his late 40s) LMK if I missed anything!!

You knew you had a problem the first night you spent hidden in your bedroom, fingers buried in your cunt as you bite down on your pillow to keep quiet, while you were fantasising about your fathers friend, of all people. You knew it was wrong, the man was almost 50. You just couldn’t help it, with the way he looked at you and the way he would talk to you… Gods, it was like he was tempting you. Almost every night for the past 2 weeks you spent your time with your eyes closed in bliss imagining it was his fingers not yours.

What made it worse was when your father went away for a business trip to Tokyo for a week, and left you in Joel’s care.

“Daddy, I’m 22, I don’t need to be babysat.” Your father frowned, he knew you were capable of looking after yourself, he just didn’t like the idea of it, “It’s Joel! You like Joel,” He replied softly, the words making your cheeks redden. “It’s only a week baby, you’ll be okay.”

I hope that’s readable !! If you want more please lmk !! I’m new to publishing on tumblr so idk how to work it but maybe this goes well?? 😋😋

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I’m experimenting with mood boards!!

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This was inspired by about 9 fanfics I read today mostly surrounding DBF Joel Miller idk if it shows lol

Feel free to use, photos are from Pinterest but edited by me!!

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unfortunately i DID take what you said to heart and now i’m sobbing and debating on whether i should kill you or kill myself