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I finally did it, my first TLOU tat and I’m in love!!!!!!

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No because…

I actually can’t cope

THAT SMILE 😭😭😭😭

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A Mothers Embrace

Joel Miller x F!reader

Chapter summary: With Ellie now two weeks old all you spend your days doing is basking in your new family bubble. In being a forever more grown family with a whole new routine. This morning you decide to bathe with your new born daughter with Joel's help and you both love every second of providing your daughter with so much love. Content/warnings: So much fluff that it actually hurts. Joel Miller being the most adorable partner and daddy on the planet. A/N: I am so obsessed with adding to the Life series!!! It's by far been my favourite to write! ENJOY!!

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Ellie now two weeks old, and having a routine established means you and Joel can relax knowing so much more now. Having done it before with Sarah you’ve from day one felt it’s been easier, but the established routine most definitely helps. You know the usual times she wakes; what the different sounding cries means she needs; she’s a very easy baby it seems.

You're sat in bed, feeding her, still in total awe that your body can do this. Gently stroking her back and bottom whilst she feeds. She’s the most content little thing, staring up at you eagerly. As this happens Joel being the amazing husband that he is, is in the bathroom running you both a bath. He knows you’re still slightly sore and wants to do as much as he can for you.

Recovery has been a lot, your body exhausted from the ordeal of childbirth, the sleepless nights, and just how much you’re aching. Joel really has been the best though, anything you need he’s there. He always makes sure you nap trying to help you body catch up with sleep as quickly as possible, you’ve never been the best when running on a lack of sleep.

Breast feeding whilst it’s your favourite, the most amazing bonding experience with your daughter. It’s the thing that only you can provide her with. That closeness and that time, it’s really the best feeling. You love every second, but it's left your nipples painful almost all the time, even if is whole heartedly worth it.

Your gorgeous daughter gazes up at you, huffing through her nose as she drinks more than determined to fill her tiny belly. It’s as though time stands still as she looks up at you and you look back down at her. Her hand starfishes as she rests it on your chest. And if you could pause time, you would, just to be able to stay in this moment forever.

When she’s finished drinking you place a burp cloth over your shoulder and begin patting at her back.

It’s whilst you’re doing this that Joel returns, his chest bare as he wipes his arm with a towel. Fuck he’s so hot. You smile at him, and he smiles back “the baths ready whenever my gorgeous girls are” he grumbles.

“Thank you” you whisper back as you rub the small of your daughters back. Joel moves to sit on the bed looking at you; it doesn’t take long for her to let out a burp.

"Wow, good burp baby girl" he adds tickling at one of her tiny bare feet.

It’s impossible not to burst out laughing at his remark.

"What you laughin’ at?" He looks back to you with a wide grin on his face.

"Oh nothing, you weirdo." You utter whilst still laughing.

"Erm weirdo?" He quizzes as he joins in with your laughter.

"You’re just super cute with her and only you would praise her for burping.”

“Well it’s because everythin’ she does is so stinkin’ cute, now” he reaches for his daughter “let me take ma girl and get her ready f’her bath.”

He carefully takes her from your arms allowing you to get yourself ready for the bath. As you undress, he removes Ellie from her sleep suit. Being oh so gentle with her as he always is. You stop for a moment and just watch the pair of them bond. The way he speaks to her so softly, ever so carefully removes her from the suit and strokes at her hair as he coos. After removing her diaper too you walk to the bathroom.

Joel holds Ellie in one arm so he can use his free one to help you to sit in the bath. Once seated you bend your knees so that you can rest Ellie against them. Its muscle memory to bathe in this exact position. Your daughters rightful place so you can both just admire her. Joel gently places her to sit against your pelvis. Her little feet and legs across your stomach and head resting against your knees. Joel is there the whole time sat on the bathroom floor appreciating his girls.

As per, Ellie is super awake. Her wide eyes staring back at you as you stroke her tiny feet. Playing with her tiny toes and then doing the same to her little fingers. You swear she smiles at your actions, but you know that’s impossible with her being so small, so young, but the sentiment is there, and it melts your heart.

You still can’t believe she’s yours, that you carried her for a whole nine months and now forever more, you’re her mother. It’s the role you were always destined to play; you’ve known that since Sarah was born five years ago. And now you get to do it all over again, watch another of your beautiful daughters hit milestone after milestone, whilst also getting to see your older daughter be the best big sister. Getting to watch them grow together is beautiful and you’re already so excited to do it for the rest of your life.

As her beautiful wide eyes stare at you, you utter “hi precious girl, oh I know you, hi" you stroke her cheek, and she leans into it.

You don’t know how long you just sit there staring at her as she stares back curiously. With Joel on the sidelines, watching his favourite scene play out as he has done every other time its happened, as he did when Sarah was born too.

Eventually coming back to reality, you begin washing her tiny body; Joel strokes Ellie’s head as you do so, to calm her further. Commenting on how you swear her hair is getting longer and longer. It really is…

She’s a content little baby and rarely stirs once asleep; it takes a lot for her to become grumpy or irritable when she’s awake, so it doesn’t take long for her to fall completely asleep whilst she’s been bathed. The mix of warm water and personalisation in the touching of her skin you both give her causing her to snooze. When asleep she makes tiny little whimpers the cutest little sounds . You both admire her sleeping figure, watching her tiny chest go up and down.

Joel leans his head against yours and you turn your face enough to meet his eyes smiling as he smiles back before he leans over to kiss your lips.

“I love you darlin'."

"I love you too."

Ellie makes a noise again in her light slumber and so as the moment parts you decide it's time to clean yourself off. Joel grabs Ellie waking her fully as he takes her off your lap, wrapping her in a tiny, little pink hooded towel.

"Hi, my beautiful girl" he grumbles.

You watch as he swaddles her tightly cooing at her as she makes a small grunt from the tiny amount of cold, she feels before she is safe and warm in her towel cocoon. He holds her in his strong arms as he leans to kiss her forehead. She may only be a couple weeks old but, in his hands, she looks like a newborn again. Completely and utterly tiny in those big arms.

"She still looks so tiny in your arms” you laugh.

He continues to stare at her "she's so beautiful, l just can't stop lookin' at her."

"Mmm, I know” you smile.

His eyes meet yours across the room, and the happy daddy glow that fills the room is enough to make your heart explode. There is no way that it is at all possible for you to be even the slightest bit happier. "You be okay if I take her into the bedroom?”

"Yeah, I’ll be okay baby, won’t be too long." You utter as you grab your strawberry shampoo from the side.

Now free you’re able to wash your hair and body. Encasing yourself in the warm bubbles of the bath - when your skin is fresh and clean, you finally step out to wrap yourself in the fluffy towel Joel had left out for you. After drying yourself off you wrap it around you and walk back into your bedroom.

You can near multiple voices as you walk along the hallway, indicating Sarah has finally woke up and your heart flutters.

When you enter the bedroom, you find Joel and Sarah sat on the bed with Ellie lying between them.

Cooing softly as she kicks her little legs whilst chilling in just her nappy. Sarah has woke up at just the right moment and so Joel is instructing her on how to put the moisturiser on Ellie’s soft skin praising her as she does so. Sarah who is sat on her knees beside her little sister squirts some of the cream into her hands before doing exactly as her daddy instructs.

"Hey” you whisper "how are my three-favourite people?”

Joel turns his head to look at you "we're good, better now you’re here. Come, sit” he pats an empty space on the bed next to him. Situating yourself down you both look back to Sarah as she bonds with her sister. Rubbing in the cream with so much care.

"Sarah you really are the best big sister."

"I am?" She looks up at you but still has her sister’s hands in hers.

“Yeah, precious girl, you’re the best!"

"She's right" Joel adds “you’re the best big sister, always helpin’ her, you’re so gentle with her and you always help us when we ask, we're so grateful for you babygirl." He strokes her cheek.

"Plus she told us you’re the best" you wink at her.

Ellie makes a small noise as if to agree, regaining everyone’s attention and she stretches her arms outwards. Joel then picks her up and brings her head to his lips to kiss it. Before standing and taking her over to the changing table to dress her for the day.

"Sarah you wana come pick her outfit?"

"Yes, please daddy!" She runs over to the closet and begins picking out an outfit.

Deciding on a yellow sundress as it’s nice and warm out today and she has one almost identical to it so they can match.

You dress yourself in a black lounge set, still opting for comfortable clothing especially on days where you’re just staying at home. In your new expanded family bubble.

The day is spent lounging and relaxing. You still can’t get over that this is life now.

A family of four. Happy, healthy, and striving.

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As I keep saying, I am NOT OKAY😭

The Last of Us Season 2 Trailer 2 - Jackson!Joel

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G I F N O T I F I C A T I O N S | G I P H Y

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I just can’t recover from the official trailer and all these new images they’re sharing 😭 season two is going to kill me…

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Heartbroken😭💔

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i need to be fucking sedated

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Mr Right or Mr Wrong? p1

Best friends dad x virgin f!reader

Summary: You've always had a soft spot for Mr Miller, the daddy to your best friends Sarah and Ellie, you're only 18 and he's 46, it could never work, could it? Content/ warnings: 18+ minors DNI! Sarah and Ellie are sisters, no Outbreak, no use of y/n. Good Parent Joel, Joel is Bad at Feelings, Smut, age gap, Best Friends Dad, Loss of Virginity. Dirty talk. A/n: I've been working on this for a while and I hope you love dirty Joel doing things he knows he shouldn't because reader is so naughty and gets her own way. enjoy!

Joel’s always found he has a sort of soft spot for you, but you’re too young for him and he knows it. You might be ‘of age’ but still it’s wrong, well no, not in his eyes it’s not, and many people pursue age gap relationships. Plus, he knows a connection when he feels one, but the rest of the world well that’s a different story. People would judge. Not to forget you’re the best friend of his daughters and they’d probably hate him for just having the feelings let alone if he were to act upon any of those deep desires. He’s pretty sure you’ve made passes at him, but then he thinks to how you’re young and he tells himself it’s all in his head; ‘she’s just being friendly’.

It's Friday night and he finds himself nursing a beer; Alone. Sarah, Ellie, and you are in your own bubble upstairs. It’s the usual Friday night, and as much as he won’t ever admit it, he misses having Sarah and Ellie all to himself, but he can hardly force them to ‘hang’ with him now they’re all over eighteen. They’ve been having a right night by the sounds of it, the giggles never ending; he loves to hear it.

He takes a sip of his beer when he suddenly feels his phone buzzing in his pocket; Tommy’s name flashing up on the screen. Just as he hears another flurry of giggles echo through the house he answers.

“Hey Tommy.”

‘How you doin’ big brother?’

“Ah, y’know how it is. Got a beer so m’good.”

‘Joel it’s Friday night, y’should be out.’

“Ah, I’m too old for that shit.”

He tuts, ‘excuses.’

“S’not, I’m fuckin’ forty-six!”.

‘Stop bein’ so borin’, how about, y’come out with me next Friday once we finish up on the Tanner’s kitchen?’

“Tommy we’ve spent our lives goin’ f’drinks after work, m’too old now”.

‘Well, how you ever gonna meet someone if you don’t go out?’

“Meet someone, where’s that comin’ from?”

‘Joel, you seriously need to get some.’

“Fuck off”

‘Yeah yeah, love you too bro.’

He sighs “look, I’ll come next Friday, but just t’get you off my back”.

‘Great, I’m gonna get you some pussy.’ He chuckles cheekily. And Joel swears he can hear him rub his hands together like some kind of evil mastermind.

“Again, fuck off.”

‘Whatever, anyways I just wanted to call t’check, you said be there for five, right on Sunday?’

“Yeah, and do not be late again or Sarah’s gonna be pissed, see you then little brother.”

He hangs up the phone with a sigh. Tommy’s right of course, he hasn’t had a good fuck in months, well years really. Having sex has always been to scratch the itch it’s not been satisfying or something to remember in a long time. He really would love nothing more than an experience like that again, but his mind is so preoccupied that he can’t bring himself to get with anyone. His fist has quickly become his best friend and it’s when he can let his imagination run wild, which is more than fine by him. Plus, he sees Tess on and off, but he wants something more in a relationship, and they’ll never be more, she’s always been insistent on not wanting more.

He really does want to get back out there, even Sarah and Ellie beg him to, but he can’t do that when you occupy his mind. Again, he knows it’s wrong, but he’s stuck on the feelings. And for some reason it’s in the back of his mind that you feel the same way. It wouldn’t be the first time a young woman, just starting the prime of her life finds herself crushing on a man twice her age.

Unsure of what to do with himself, he eventually decides on topping the girls up on drinks and snacks like the good dad he is after they’ve been alone a few hours. He’s pretty sure what they already had would almost all be gone if it weren’t already. He’s definitely that thoughtful, caring dad but more than anything right now he’s bored. He’s used to his girls being around wanting to do everything with him. He’s jealous their attention is elsewhere, even though he knows it’s selfish of him.

With a new snack platter made, he makes his way upstairs to bring it to them. The mumbling becomes clearer and by the time he’s at the top of the stairs he can hear that they’re playing never have I ever.

They’re best friends of over ten years they tell each other everything! And he KNOWS this is gonna get interesting, especially with them having been drinking, so he lets himself indulge for a while before interrupting the fun.

“Okay so never have I ever had a crush on a teacher” Sarah giggles.

Before adding a few seconds later “I knew you were gonna drink, you’re such a sucker for an older guy”.

That should NOT make Joel feel the need to adjust himself in his jeans when he realises, she’s obviously speaking to you.

“Erm, I drank too?” Ellie interjects.

“Err yeah I know, but it was no secret you fancied what was her name Ms Chattersworth?”

“It was Ms CHADSWORTH actually.”

“Yeah, exactly so just shush!” They bicker.

“May I just interrupt, why the fuck aren’t you drinking, everyone knows you fancied the pants off Mr Ryan!” you’re quick to fire back to Sarah.

“Did not! And I asked the question, so I’m not part of this round!” she sounds shocked, but her voice is so high pitched that it’s an obvious lie.

“Don’t you dare even try and lie, I saw how you used to ogle him in the corridors, you were fooling no one trust me. And BOOOO it’s like you’re purposely trying NOT to get drunk” Ellie is quick to fire her snarky remarks.

“Babe, I’m pretty sure even your dad knew how much you LOVED, and fucking wanted that man,” you utter cheekily munching on something before adding “so shut the fuck up and just drink, fuck the rules, before I start asking you questions that end with you revealing how many times you’ve come thinking about him.”

As much as that comment should disgust him, well it does, Sarah’s an angel, will always be his little girl so he never wants to nor will think of anything like that, to do with his daughter, all he can focus on is the fact that those words came from your mouth. Dirty bitch.

“Okay okay, Jesus shut up I’m drinking” Sarah finally responds with a sigh, still giggling slightly.

“Hehe, good, we’re gonna get you sooooo drunk, best thing about this is I know everything about you, so this is going to be sooo easy!” Ellie announces excited.

“Wow, I should’ve known you suggested this game for that. And you don’t know everything!”

“Okay fine almost everything. Anyways my turn… Hmmm… Never have I ever stolen something I knew I shouldn’t have but thought fuck it and did it anyways”.

It’s silent for a few seconds before a gasp and more laughter. Obviously because Sarah took a drink.

“Sarah the thief I can’t see that I’m sorry, you’re wayyyyy too much of a goody two shoes, what was it hmm? Pack of gum, a pencil?” You add sarcastically.

“Ah, but it’s true, the one and only Sarah Miller is in fact a thief” Ellie quickly interjects.

“You asked that question on purpose you bitch! And ACTually I’ll have you know I stole sixty bucks from dad” she says confidently almost ‘showoffish’ but then she turns soft again, “but it was to fix his watch for his birthday, he wasn’t gonna do it for himself, it was still wrong, but he wears it every day I kinda feel bad even though it’s his favourite thing in the world. Plus, I put the change back cus I’m an honest thief, I also admitted it the same day anddd he wasn’t mad. So, I guess I stole and got away with itttt.”

He smiles at that. She’s cute, no he could never be mad at her for that, so thoughtful. It feels as though that was yesterday, but it’s been over four years since she presented him with that.

You of course bring him out of his own thoughts. “How is it that you do such a fucking bad thing and you’re still an angel by the end of the story? I’d have got in so much trouble for that. And also,“ you giggle, “I know he wears it every day, it sits beautifully right under his big, manly, veiny hand, ugh God that man can choke me any day, I’m honestly jealous the watch gets to be so close to that hand on a daily basis” you moan then.

Fuckkk…

“Fuck off that’s our dad!” Sarah laughs uncontrollably. As Ellie also adds “you’re gross.”

“Listen” you quickly takes a bite of something before continuing “It’s not my fault your dads so hot, I don’t make the rules of genetics” he can imagine you sat there with her hands up looking all innocent; getting wetter and wetter as you talk about him. “God made him beautiful, so he needs to be admired”.

“Ugh you’re so gross, I can imagine exactly how you ‘admire him’ when you’re alone, thank you very much. We need to stop talking about this now, yuck” Sarah utters.

“Sarah! Why the fuck would you put those pictures in my head!” Ellie practically screams.

Joel’s hard as a fucking rock now. The thought of you going into the house after he’s dropped you home, fucking yourself whilst thinking about him. Those long stares he sees you giving him unsubtly in the truck, like you’re so desperate to see him naked you try to undress him with your mind. He’s noticed you squirm in the seat sometimes. And now it all makes perfect fucking sense. You want him.

Fuck...

“Just shut the fuck up and ask another question Sarah” he can almost feel Ellie roll her eyes at her sister.

“Y’know, you are so god damned rude sometimes” she laughs.

“Ahhh but you love me so chop chop” Ellie says banging the floor with her palm on each ‘chop’.

“Well actually, Ellie before we proceeedd, you never drank from the last round” you quickly interrupt.

“Because I don’t need to drink” a completely serious tone coating her voice.

“Okay, I’m sorry what?” You’re genuinely surprised by that -Joel has the exact same reaction as you from outside the door.

“So, you’re telling me, THE Ellie Williams has never stolen anything; oh my God pull the other one” Sarah laughs uncontrollably as the worlds leave her mouth.

“I pinky promise I haven’t, never did in any of my foster homes or since I’ve lived here!” she responds.

“Wow, I’m proud of you” you reply.

“Yeah, me too!”  Sarah practically sings.

“Now I know for a fact Ellie hasn’t but what about you?” Joel can imagine them turning to you staring you down.

“Nope never” you reply calmly.

“Hah, bullshit!” Ellie screams. “Okay yeah I don’t believe you for a second” Sarah jests.

“Well, I promise I haven’t, but I can rectify it right now if you want? I’ll go steal something, hmm maybe some of your dads cologneeee orrrr oooo how about some boxers” you laughs.

“Oh, fuck off” the sisters insist at the same time, giggling is uncontrollable from all three of them now.

“Come on now, it’s your turnnnn.” Sarah adds.

You suck in a breath as you try to think. “Mmmmm never have I ever. Erm… God this is haaaardd!”

“Haha that’s what she said” Ellie is quick to fire back- Joel sniggers at that. Like father like daughter.

“Ellie grow up what are you twelve?” He can feel as Sarah rolls her eyes.

“Ugh you’re so booringgg” Ellie utters.

“No, I am not, you love me wayyyyy too much to mean that. But okay you be like that, and I won’t tell you what happened yesterday”.

“Excuse me? What now? What in the frig happened yesterday?” You interrupt frantically.

“What the fuck happened yesterday?” Ellie quizzes excitedly as Sarah remains silent.

“Sarah?!” You exclaim.

Sarah just laughs.

“Sarah fucking Miller spill the beans now! Is this about you and Sam?” You quiz.

Okay Joel’s decided he doesn’t want to hear anymore, Sam is Sarah’s current boyfriend and so he chooses this as his moment to interrupt, his girl is wayyy too innocent to get up to these shenanigans so if he intervenes now, he can act like nothing’s ever happened because he doesn’t have to hear it. Well once he’s got rid of the tent at his front because of you that is. Sick bastard. It’s a shame he loves it.

“Ladies?” He shouts loud as he can.

Which shuts them up in about 2 seconds flat. He knocks on the door before entering. Tray in tow there’s a few bowls of snacks and some more drinks for them.

“Thought y’all could use a top up, don’t worry I’ll get outa y’hair now.”

“Thanks Daddy” Sarah smiles at him. “Thanks old man” Ellie adds going to get up, but you beat her to it.

“Thank you, Mr Miller” you say as you get up to take the tray from him, brushing your fingers against his during the transaction. When he notices how pert your breasts look in your dress he has to bite his lip. The tent slowly returning…

After internally composing himself, he looks you in the eye as he addresses you “darlin’ I’ve known you fuck knows how long now. Like I always say it’s Joel, okay?” he says as he looks you in the eye.

“Sorry… Joel” a devilish grin on your face.

You smile at each other for a second before he leaves the room. “Enjoy your night girls”.

She definitely, definitely likes him. No denying it.

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He can feel how much he’s throbbing as he walks away. It’s painful. He knows you dress the way you do when you come round on purpose. To provoke. It’s all for show and it’s all for him. He knows it every time you’re round and as much as he’s noticed Tommy staring too when he’s there he will tell him to stop, but in his own mind he loves every second of watching you in your crop tops and tight jeans or short dresses and skirts. He’d never tell himself to stop.

The image of you in the pink short floral dress you’re currently wearing is superimposed on his eyelids as he closes them to try to compose himself; his cock angry because of it. He knows the only way he’s going to calm himself down is if he jacks off and so he thinks best bet is to just get it out of the way. He needs to learn to control himself, but it’s not possible right now so he’s got to deal with it. Get rid of the urge, before he goes insane.

He makes his way into the bathroom and shuts the door; he places one hand against the sink whilst the other plays with his fly. When he manages to get his jeans undone, they’re around his ankles along with his boxers. He takes his weeping, throbbing cock in hand. It’s angry with lust and fuck he can’t remember the last time he’s been this hard and full. This is gonna be good.

He quickly spits into his palm before he begins to slowly stroke up and down, up, and down. Brushing his thumb over his weeping tip to further lube himself up. He closes his eyes and thinks back to what you were saying earlier. ‘That man can choke me any day’ and that’s all the image he needs.

You’re pinned beneath him, unable to move out of his grasp on the bed. He’s got one hand around your throat and the other pushing one of your knees up to your chest, ankle over his shoulder, he’s in you so fucking deep. Filling you to the brim. And you’re screaming, gasping, loving every second of him having complete and utter control. Your warm pussy squeezes him, willing to milk him dry any second. He’s gonna fill you up and there’s going to be so much it will spill out of you for days. He slams in forcefully and you choke in pleasure. He whispers your name, you’re both sweating, the headboard is banging against the wall in unison with the sound of skin on skin. It’s addictive, more effective than any drug. He slams and slams. Until slam, and the bathroom door is slammed shut behind him. The image dissipates, and he jumps looking up, seeing you stood behind him from the mirror, he doesn’t turn to look at you, he’s in too much of a compromising position.

“Shit darlin’ w-what you doin?” His face red, cock still throbbing in hand although it’s hidden from you and he’s breathing fast. But he keeps eye contact with you through the mirror.

“Well, I came to use the bathroom, the door wasn’t locked, so I just opened it and well, here you are”. You point at him, but don’t seem embarrassed even the tiniest bit. In fact, you’re smirking. More than anything right now he’s thankful that his flannel covers most of his ass as he’s leaning the way he is.

“I- I’m so sorry, just give me a second okay a- and I’ll be right out, I’m so sorry I should’ve locked it”.

You smile walking straight out of the room, not saying anything more, giving him five seconds to flip the fuck out before he lets his cock go, he quickly shoves his jeans and boxers back up, makes himself look ‘presentable’ and storms out of the bathroom. He doesn’t say anything more to you, just storms past and stomps loudly down the stairs. Fuck what has he done…

What he doesn’t realise is you’ve been behind the door for basically the duration of time he’d been in there fucking his fist with the image on his mind. You’d followed him out of the bedroom thinking he was going to go downstairs but were surprised when he entered the bathroom fleetingly. You knew exactly what he was planning to do in there, well no you were hoping that is what he was going to do. At first it was just hot to hear the moaning, the animalistic grunting, the almost angry sounding release he was willing his body to let out, but when your name left his lips in a soft whisper like groan, your panties were instantly flooded and before you could even compute what you were doing, you walked into the bathroom.

What were you expecting really? He would see you and decide to slam his cock into you rather than continue to jack off into his hand? Or maybe he would’ve just turned round and fucked his fist as he stared you down.

But then he panicked, and you panicked; in the end, it was all just fucking embarrassing.

You want him so bad, and he wants you too, but neither will admit.

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About two hours later Joel is dozing in-front of the tv, he has some movie on that he’s not really interested in and as much as he wants to go to bed, he really can’t be bothered to move. Checking the time, it’s 11:30pm, and it’s dead silent apart from the murmuring of the tv, so the girls must be asleep. Sarah usually can’t last past eleven so it wouldn’t surprise him. His dick is calm once more. FINALLY. Yet he’s still in agony, he was so close to the release he was longing for and all that was achieved was more pain.

You eventually come down for a glass of water, quiet as you do it, not wanting to disturb, but he still hears. He turns his head briefly, expecting Sarah or Ellie, but sees you, you smile and then he looks back to the tv. At least there doesn’t seem to be any lingering embarrassment. With your glass full rather than making your way back up you come to sit next to him.

“Your daughter acts like such an old lady!”

“Which one?”

“Sarah obviously, Ellie’s gone to facetime Riley in her room, she demanded ‘not to be disturbed’ and as per Sarah’s fast asleep, but I’m nowhere near tired yet and it’s a fuckin’ Friday night!”

“Ahh Sarah’s just a good girl n’knows her limits, makes sure to get her eight hours no matter the day of the week, guess I can’t say the same for you” he shrugs.

“What was that, Joel? What you think I’m not a good girl?”

He turns his whole body to face her better then, “oh what you’re gonna tell me you are?”

“I can be a good girl when I wana be” you take a sip of her water.

“Mmm I’ll believe it when I see it”.

“You should believe it, asshole” you utter.

“Scuse me?”

“You heard me, oh wait maybe you didn’t, sorry I forget how old you are sometimes” you grin. You fucking grin!

“Carry on I dare you” he smiles wide chuckling at your playing. God, he loves this.

“Why what you gonna do?”

“You carry on I’ll have to bend you over my knee” he taps it gently.

“Don’t tempt me with a good time Joel” you look him dead in the eye as you shake your head.

He licks his bottom lip before responding. “Darlin’. Go. To. Bed. You’ve got no idea what you’re sayin’.”

Truth is he really needs you to go to bed not because he knows you’re going to regret whatever you do, but because he doesn’t know how long he can hold himself back, you’re literally in front of him throwing yourself at him, and he can’t allow that to happen.

When you don’t move, he adds with a sigh “listen I’m sorry about earlier, I should’ve checked the door was locked.”

“Don’t worry yourself Joel it’s okay, we all do it.”

He cringes then, but he thinks that’s because of how much he enjoyed that coming out of your mouth not because he’s talking about making himself come with a girl more than half his age. Fuck when the thought of you making yourself come because of him comes back into his head he can’t stop the evident semi forming.

He tries shifting to hide it, but the friction only makes it worse. The discomfort must be very evident on his face because you frow at him, firstly looking to his face his eyes meeting yours but then you trail them down to his crotch. Which is getting harder and more aggressive by the second.

“Seems like there’s some unfinished business you need to attend to Joel.”

“Mhm, maybe.”

You bend forward to edge yourself closer to him, “why don’t you let me help you out?”

“What?!” he says louder than he means to, he coughs then clearing his throat. “You’re not fuckin serious! Go t’bed… Now!”

You reach for his hard clothed dick then rubbing you warm palm against him, “but you need help, and I’m real good at helping make pain go away.”

He groans “Darlin’ stop; you don’t want this.”

You pop open his button, and unzip his fly, reaching your hand into his boxers now. He doesn’t stop you, and at the first contact of your warm palm against his throbbing dick he lets out a soft moan.

“Darlin’. Don’t.”

You strokes him as you utter “You want this, I want this. Who gives a fuck Joel, let me do this for you” you pull him out then. Before looking up at him once more “I’m sure you’ll find a way to repay the favour”. And then you bend right down, keeping your ass in the air as you take him into your mouth. Straight to the back of your throat. Choking him down as much as possible before coming up for air, you then work his tip in your mouth whilst your fist works the remainder you twist and suck just right. You’re warm and wet and God it feels so much better than he imagined; you’re fucking good at it too. Which in a way he’s glad of but also, he’s jealous, who the fuck got to have their cock in your pretty wet mouth before him? Ooo, he really doesn’t like that as much as, fuck he loves that you really are good at it. He accidentally jerks his hips forcing himself further into your throat, but you take him further gladly. No gagging. His eyes roll into the back of his head. You’re a dream come fucking true.

But he’s got questions, and he wants answers now. You glug around him desperately as he grasps your hair hard, causing you to moan around him. The vibrations of your moan almost being his undoing. He rips your head away and forces you to look up at him. Spit dribbling down your chin, cheeks-stained red. His grip on your hair doesn’t lessen “how’d you get so good at that huh?” You shrug in response. Chest heaving as you take deep breaths, smiling slightly. “Who’d you let fuck this mouth before me baby?”

You don’t respond shying away. He releases your hair then and grabs your chin swirling at the spit that sits there. “Who taught you to suck cock like that Baby? It’s okay y’can tell me; can’t promise I won’t be jealous you let someone else enter this mouth before me, but I wana know who it was and when” he demands.

“I- I’ve never done it before, I promise” you squeak out.

“What you expect me to believe that?” He chuckles.

“N-no, I really haven’t, promise. I watch a lot of porn though and learnt a few things I guess, and I’ve always imagined sucking your dick, I’ve been perfecting it in my head” you laugh it’s still shy but so dirty.

“You dirty fuckin’ girl. So, you think about me often?” He smirks as he questions you.

“All the time, fuck Joel, your cock is always on my mind, I’ve always wondered what you’d feel like down my throat and holy shit it did not disappoint.”

“Yeah, you liked sucking my cock, did you?”

“Yeah” You nod shyly.

“So, what have you done with other boys?” he strokes your cheek. You look down awkwardly then avoiding his gaze. “Don’t be shy baby, what y’done it’s okay tell me?” He lifts your head back up, forcing you to look him in the eye.

“Nothing” you whisper.

“What, nothing at all?”

“No, not till today” you reply shaking your head.

“Wow babygirl, and you just dived right in… you got a hell of a lot to learn huh?”

“Yeah” you whisper shyly.

He shifts you then and helps to manoeuvre you to be straddling his lap. He quickly wipes the drying spit masterpiece he’s created from your chin. And his still throbbing dick is sandwiched between your bodies.

“You ever had an orgasm baby?” He asks gently as he strokes your sides.

“No” it’s a whisper again.

“No?” He’s surprised “not even by yourself?”

“Not properly no, it’s too hard alone”.

“Oh, poor baby, you’ve got no idea what you’re missin’ out on. Do y’want me to show you? Give you your first ever orgasm?”

“Yeah, fuck I’d love that Joel”.

“Who’s Joel?”

“Huh? But you said-”

“Tonight, Baby I’m Mr Miller, y’got that? If I’m gonna be teachin’ you a few things you gotta listen good and proper, you understand?” He interrupts.

“Yes” it comes out as a breathy moan.

“Yes what?”

“Yes Mr Miller”.

“Good girl.”

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I am so not ready for this series 😭😭

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Family Ties

Chapter summary: The aftermath of the birth of Bea. Content/warnings: Joel being the most adorable grandad. So much family fluff and reminiscing on old times. Close knit family. Word count: 1.2k A/N: I love Joel being a Grandad!!!

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“How you feelin’ baby girl?” He quizzes her quietly as she lays in her bed with her tiny daughter fast asleep against her chest. A blanket lay over them. He moves to sit next to her admiring the two loves of his life as they lounge around.

“So good.” She mutters with a sleepy smile.

“M’so proud of you, you did so well.”

“Thank you, daddy.” She whispers.

He smiles as he admires the two girls, it’s crazy the likeness she has to her mother as a newborn.

When Sarah yawns for what must be the fiftieth time in the last ten minutes, he knows she’s done in, it’s been a long few (exhausting although happy) hours.

“You should get some sleep baby you’re exhausted.”

She shakes her head as she yawns again. “No I’m okay.”

She watches the way Joel protectively sits near them, watching so content. The inept need to protect, watch, be close. But she knows as much as it’s partly that reason the other reason is because of how obsessed with his granddaughter he is already.

After she’s watched him stare for what must be fifteen minutes, and once she feels Bea stirring against her chest she chuckles “do you want another cuddle gramps?”

“Do I ever, the day I say no t’that question you’ve got my full permission t’take me out back n’shoot me” he grumbles back with a smile. “But she’s sleepin’ best not t’disturb her.”

“No she’s waking up look, take her daddy give her some gramps love.”

He doesn’t need to be asked twice. He gently leans across in order to grab her from her mother’s chest. Placing his large hands under her tiny armpits in order to raise her up. She moans sleepily and scrunches her body in on itself as she’s raised away. Her mittened hands quickly moving to curl around her head.

He shushes her as he brings her to his chest and sits back. Her head in the side of his neck as he strokes at her back and leans his head down to place a kiss at her crown before then inhaling. The newborn smell is oh so real…

“God, she smells good” he mumbles, “I’m so obsessed with her baby, she’s so precious” but when he gets no response, he looks over to Sarah and finds her asleep.

How quick she went from being alert with Bea on her to asleep the second she was safe with someone else. She’s already such a good mother and it’s only been a few hours.

“Come on let’s leave your momma to it huh Bea? Go cuddle somewhere else.” He coos at her as she finally begins to properly wake. He moves her to be laid in his arms and she stares up at him curiously. Her wide eyes look around although he knows there isn’t much she can see yet, but even so, she’s clearly obsessed with her gramps already. He lifts his arms to place a kiss to the top of her head before making sure she’s properly comfortable and secure in his arms.

As he rocks her back and forth whilst making his way out of the room, she pulls a face and he’s not quite sure why, but once he hears the noise and feels the vibrations against the hand that rests under her bottom he understands.

“Of course baby, waited till you were with me to fill it up huh? Couldn’t do that to ya poor old momma could you?” She instantly begins screaming and he moves her back to be cuddled against his chest as he bounces her up and down. “Shhh that’s okay baby I don’t mind. Let’s get you changed and go see if Uncle Tommy and Maria are still here huh?”

She doesn’t let up on the screaming until she’s clean. Yet her gramps does everything he can to keep her happy, change her as quickly as he can whilst trying to keep her warm so she’s content once more.

He loves her so much already.

After she’s changed, he makes his way to the living room where Tommy and Maria have just finished helping Alison clean up.

With everything sterile and back to normal Alison packs her bags to leave. It’s sad really, after she’s been so involved in brining little Bea into the world, it really does seem awful to see her go. But it’s her job and it’s not like she won’t be around town enough to see her; she coos at the baby once more before leaving.

Once it’s just the three of them Tommy walks over to his older brother peering at her resting against his chest being held up by his large palms. She seems so utterly tiny against him.

“Still can’t believe she’s here” Tommy utters stroking at her head.

“I know” he chuckles rubbing at her back as she stares around the room curiously.

“She looks just like Sarah.”

“Scarily so huh?” Joel chuckles back and the brothers nod.

They were just like this twenty-two years ago when Sarah was born, Joel twenty-two, Tommy even younger, and both their lives were forever changed by the biggest blessing they decided to call Sarah.

It’s like a step back in time the two of them seemingly in a world of their own as they coo over this new girl they’d kill for. They’d do anything by any means necessary to keep her safe, healthy, and happy.

Joel lifts her to be held in front of their faces. She scrunches her tiny body as tight as possible as she licks her tiny lips “mmm I know, even down t’that mark on the side o’her neck, just like the one Sarah was born with.”

“Can’t believe we’re doin’ it again, got another girl t’raise and protect.”

“Yeah, well by this point we’re both old hands, we got this in the bag baby brother.”

Tommy nods, as his brother adds “you wana hold her?” And his eyes light up instantly. Joel chuckles as he passes the tiny bundle into her Uncle Tommy’s arms.

“Suits yah.” Joel adds sincerely.

“Thanks. And like you were sayin’ course we got this big brother, know exactly what we’re doin’ this time, and she’s got one awesome momma raisin’ her too, so she ain’t ever gonna have to worry about nothin’.”

“Mmm, maybe just her gramps and Uncle crampin’ her style.”

He chuckles as he peers down at baby Bea, more than making herself comfortable in his arms.

“Sarah’s so good with her already it’s crazy, have you seen her?”

“Yup, always knew she’d make an amazin’ momma one day.”

Just then the door to the room closes and both men look up to see Maria making her way over. “Damn Tommy, you look mighty fine with a baby in your arms.”

He blushes “why thank you ma’am.”

She chuckles as she moves to coo over her. “Hi pretty girl.”

“You’re itchin’ t’hold ain’t yah?” He looks to his wife with a knowing smirk on his face.

She nods and he ever so carefully places her into his wife’s arms immediately admiring the sight of the two of them.

“Well I must say Mrs Miller that you too don’t half look good with a baby in ya arms, most definitely suits yah.”

“Guessin’ it’s your guy’s turn next huh?"

“One step at a time big brother.” Tommy chuckles nervously.

Maria smiles at him before the three of them just bask in the beauty of the new Miller addition.

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Upgrade To Grandpa series masterlist

Series summary: Sarah survives that fateful day and she and Joel are happy and safe in Jackson. When she finds out she’s pregnant at 22 and recently widowed she wonders if she will be able to do it, but with her family around her they more than prove she’s got this. Content: so much family fluff, Joel being the best daddy and grandad. Family comes first. Caring!Joel, depictions of childbirth. Talks of loss. A/N: This was originally a stand alone but I've had so many ideas to make it into series that I've had to change it! Can't wait for you all to see what's to come!

Chapter one: Upgrade To Grandpa

Chapter two: Family Ties

Chapter three: coming soon!

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A first for everything

Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary I He's always wanted to try. Always wanted to indulge in the act you've always been unsure of, but when you see his desperation and how turned on he is. you want him to have it. Content/warnings I Joel Miller has a lactation kink. Joel being utterly desperate for reader to give him what he wants. Blow job, reader wanting to make Joel feel good. A/N I Anon request I got a while back! I really hope I've done it justice!

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It’s early morning the birds are singing and apart from that it’s so blissfully silent. You’re sat up in bed feeding Ellie as Joel comes back into the room from the bathroom.

“Fuck my boobs are sore” you groan as she feeds, and he moves to sit back next to you in bed.

“They real bad?” He quizzes placing a hand on your thigh.

“They’re just feeling super heavy.” You chuckle.

It’s whilst she’s feeding that your unoccupied breast begins to leak slowly, so full and desperate for release. You milk supply came in fast and boy has that supply continued to increase the more and more she feeds.

“Oh shit can you get me a breast pad or something? Before I end up having to change the sheets?” You quick turning to look in Joel’s direction whilst your daughter continues to drink from the other like she’s completely starved.

But all your met with is him staring, fixated and fidgety. Eyes following the path as each drop falls.

“Babe?”

When he seems to come to, he clears his throat ”jus’ gimme a sec I gotta go to the bathroom.”

“What you just went? Why are you being weird please Joel help me out they’re on the dressing table.” You point in their direction.

“I… it’s…” he clears his throat again.

“Joel?”

“Fuck m’sorry-sigh- m’hard, you just look so good.”

You chuckle “you’re what?”

“I can’t help it you look so good like this and watchin’ that milk drip outa you fuck me baby.”

You carefully lift up the duvet and can see him stood to attention. You giggle softly as he squeezes himself over the covers moving uncomfortably as he obviously tries to ignore the feeling.

He takes his eyes away from where you’re feeding Ellie obviously in hope it will help his body to calm down. Which is when you get a mischievous idea. You absolutely love nothing more than watching Joel come, than watching him subdue to pleasure and you love it even more that you’re the reason he’s like this. Ever since you fucked, and he got that taste you’ve known exactly just how much he loves the idea. How much he obviously craves to taste what his daughter does and so you wipe a finger over your leaking nipple and bring it to his lips before he has time to react.

He’s in utter shock as he stares at the cheeky grin you have on your face.

His tongue darts out instinctively and his eyes go dark. “Fuck baby tastes so good.” His breathing is telling of just how excited he is or maybe of how close to release he is. He shift uncomfortably again “shit m’sorry baby I gotta…”

“You can it’s fine but here. I wana watch.”

“What?”

“I wana watch you.”

“Holy fuck baby…”

He kicks the covers off his body and goes to wet his palm, but you grab his wrist and bring it to your mouth wetting it ready for him to stroke. He groans at the contact of your wet tongue against his large, calloused palm and you watch as his cock pulsates at the feeling. You drag it out, sucking on his fingers too just because you can. And then you release it back to him.

As he begins rubbing his cock groaning desperately and it’s clear he’s not gonna last long no matter how hard he tries. You gently squeeze your leaking breast trying to let more milk out which it does. A consistent stop starting small stream begins and he groans constantly over the sight. When he brings his hand towards you, you drop your breast to allow him to take over.

He’s so careful, so gentle in his actions but his face is angry, and teeth are clenched as he watches himself ‘milk you’. Allowing the milk to go all over his palm and run down his arm. His fingers brush against your leaking nipple as he massages you. He averts his gaze to where your new born daughter suckles whilst half asleep and he licks his lips, he wants to do that too. And you fucking love the idea of it. It was hot enough watching him lick a single drop.

“One taste.” You warn him in a whisper.

His eyes shoot up to yours. “Really?” And you could swear all his Christmases have come at once

“Yeah.”

He looks to you with lust filled puppy eyes as he smiles. Like he can’t even begin to thank you for allowing him to, but he also knows one taste won’t be enough.

“Fuck m’mot gonna be able to stop myself.” He growls as he stares at your erect nipple.

You chuckle moving Ellie to burp her and then lay her back in her bassinet at the side of the bed once she’s content. Usually you’d switch her to the other breast, so each side is equally empty, but today you’re going to allow Joel that luxury. You then turn your attention back to him. “Baby you’ve got teeth it’s gonna hurt, one taste” you warn.

He groans repeatedly as his pace quickens on his cock and as his tongue darts out and takes a long swipe against your leaking nipple, he almost comes undone but paces himself. It’s once he suckles that’s his undoing he groans against your bud as his come coats his hand and stomach.

“Fuck baby, holy fuck.” He pants around you.

He’s so soft in how he sucks, and it doesn’t hurt like you expected so you let him keep going. Don’t tell him to pull away and he’s too engrossed to even notice he’s had more than one suckle. As he leans closer to you. You feel as his come trail its way down to your leg as you feed him. He’s still stroking himself and you notice him starting to harden again. The man’s a fucking machine.

“God baby I think I’m fuckin’ addicted.” He pants eventually prying himself away. Staring back at you as he strokes lazily.

“Good?” You quiz with a soft chuckle.

“Baby I think I’ve died an’ gone t’heaven.”

You chuckle and can feel your face reddening. You can’t believe what he does to you. It gives you an idea and before you even register it your fingers are drawing a pattern through his come. You move them to your mouth to lick away. Licking at the come that exploded from his desperation. Your eyes close in euphoria at the taste as you continue to lick your fingers.

You swear you could get high from his taste, and the sounds that leave his throat as he watched only egg him on. As your gaze moves to him once more and you notice his throbbing tip the way he’s squeezing himself in obvious hopes to prolong the pleasure you’re desperate to taste properly.

You flick your eyes to his. His puffy lips look delicious as he moans and his eyes are dark, so fucking desperate. You chuckle at seeing the obvious none verbal yes; he gives you and move to take him into your mouth. He groans as he grips the back of your head, and he can’t help the way his hips begin lifting to meet you halfway.

It’s been so long since you’ve taken him like this, and you had forgotten just how much you loved it. Loved hearing just what you do to him.

He pushes you to your limits right to the back of your throat till he slips through that point where the resistance stops. Your nose in his short hairs as you let him take over and fucks your mouth. His groans are animalistic, and you can’t believe how good it makes you feel. That almost invisible line between I can’t breathe but also this is the best thing I’ve ever experienced. You can feel just how sloppy it is. Your spit going in all directions as he fucks away. You gag every so often but that makes you enjoy it even more.

It’s forceful and shows his desperation. He’s so needy, his need to have you. His cravings to taste you, to take you. Eventually, you have no choice but to pull away when it becomes too much. And your raspy breaths that follow make you chuckle. Fuck that was good. You love the no control.

After a few seconds of catching your breath back you take him back into your mouth but don’t let him push all of the way instead you focus on the tip using your hand to work the rest. Rolling your tongue over the head so you can hear those noises from him that you love so much.

“Fuck baby m’so close.”

It isn’t long till he’s coming undone coating your throat in the thing you crave most. You’re as addicted to his come as he is to your milk. You chuckle as you pull your mouth off him licking the tip to ensure you’ve grabbed every drop and then place a kiss there.

As you pull away, he growls forcing your body back on the bed and kisses you. Kisses you like he never has before.

“Fuck m’so lucky you’re mine.” He groans against your lips.

“Always” you moan back. Still licking him away as he tastes himself too.

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Playing with Fire c1

DBF Firefighter Joel Miller x F!reader

Chapter Summary: Your dad has been a firefighter his whole life and not only have you been raised by him, but his entire team. Your adopted family, one of those members being Joel. Joel is five years younger than your dad and most definitely way too old for you. He's always very flirtatious but you thinks that's just his nature, you're not delusional enough to think it's just for you (but are you wrong?) He's very respectful and is more than there for you when your dad gets injured. Content/warnings: 18+ content. Minors DNI. Joel Miller is a firefighter. Smut, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Oral Sex, age gap, dad’s best friend. Dirty Talk, Joel taking control. No outbreak, no use of y/n. a/n: Happy new year all! I have worked on this for a really long time and it's my first time giving Joel a different profession. Really hope you enjoy part one xoxo

You’re driving home from class; the traffic so bad you’re at a standstill, in an area that never ever gets this busy even at peak times. So you put on the radio anxiously awaiting the upcoming travel news; there’s been a gas explosion in a building nearby which explains the smoke beginning to blanket the streets in front of you. You hear that teams and teams of firefighters are currently at the scene hence road closures. You get diverted after an hour of snail’s pace moving and as much as your dads on shift and it scares you, you know this is just ‘another day at the office’ for him and so you don’t worry any more than usual. If you did start worrying properly, you’d lose your mind in no time.

It’s when you’re 5 minutes from home sat at a red light that your phone rings. Joel’s name lighting up on your screen, so of-course you answer, especially considering he’s on shift too...

“Darlin’ where you at?” He rushes to question as the call connects not even bothering with a hello, blaring through your car speakers.

“Just driving home” your heart begins racing, somethings happened you can tell so you’re quick to add “why… what’s wrong, is it dad? Oh god its dad isn’t it, is he hurt? Did something happen with the explosion? I heard about it on the news and-”

“Hey woah stop. Calm down darlin’, can you pull over somewhere?”

“I’m at a red light, what is it Joel spit it out and don’t bullshit me, just tell me what’s happened. I know somethings happened I can feel it, is- is it from the explosion?”

He sounds hurt as he sighs deeply “there’s been a second explosion, much, much smaller, but your dad was hit. He’s unconscious. We’re going to the hospital now y’need to get here.”

“Shit…” you whisper only loud enough to be heard by you. Frantically you add “okay I’m coming, I-I’m on my way”

“Alright darlin’, make sure to drive safe, okay? We’ll all be here waitin’ for you, be safe.”

“I’m coming be there soon.”

“Promise me you’ll drive safe.”

“Yes Joel” you deadpan, not in the mood for having to make promises. “I promise I’ll drive safe” you add softly.

“Good see you soon darlin’.”

-

You race (safely) to the hospital, but all you can picture on the way is your dad battered and bruised, not yet awake from the impact. Possibly dying from the explosion.

Shit…

You hold back the tears; you need to be strong right now. There’s no time for weakness.

After finally finding a parking spot in the ridiculously busy car park you run to the reception asking for your dad’s room, they’re quick to indicate which way you need to go.

Walking down the corridor you’re met by his entire team; your second family. All sat in the waiting room outside of your dad’s room; their shifts long over, but their loyalty meaning they refuse to leave.

They all look compassionately towards you, but you don’t care you’re not here to see them, so you say the quickest hello as to not seem completely rude, before rushing into your dad’s room.

He’s bandaged, black and blue, just as you pictured. The room is dead silent apart from the heart monitor beeping at an incredibly soothing healthy rate. The couch next to his bed occupied by Joel. He looks up at you from your dad’s side and smiles.

“Hey princess, come sit” he whispers sitting the cushion up next to him so you can sit comfortably. As you move to sit next to him, he adds “doc’s said even if he ain’t awake, he can still hear.”

You reach for your dads hand. “God sake Dad, what are we gonna do with you” you sigh before letting out a wet chuckle.

“He’ll be fine, your dad’s strong” he places a hand between your shoulder blades and rubs.

You bend to place a kiss over your dad’s knuckles before mumbling into them “He can’t die Joel, he’s all I’ve got left. Mom’s dead, I- I can’t lose him too I just can’t” it’s a painful whisper.

“You’re not gonna lose him, c’mere” he places his arm around you pulling you closer to him, you lean into his chest willingly. Feeling safe and warm in his arms. The few tears you let escape soak his shirt. If he notices he doesn’t mention it.

“He’s gonna be fine” he whispers soothingly before he kisses your temple.

That feeling should not make your body tingle the way it does.

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Two hours later you walk to get you and Joel another ‘shitty coffee’ from the ‘shitty coffee machine’, both exhausted from the stress of the situation. Joel had all but forced you out the door demanding you take a breather.

There’s only so long you can stare at him, watch his chest go up and down before starting to lose your mind…

You’re gone all of ten minutes, but you can tell something is wrong. It’s like something inside of you switches. A heightened sense telling you to return. NOW.

The worst thing is being unable to tell if it’s a good or a bad feeling…

You race back to his room noticing the differences on the faces of your dad’s colleagues as you run past. You barge in, almost spilling the coffees down yourself and the bang the door makes causes Joel and the doctor to both jump. But then you see it, your dad awake sat up in bed smiling at you and your almost clumsiness. He is more than used to that at this point...

You practically throw the cups down onto the table and run at him giving him the biggest hug you’ve ever given.

He groans quietly as he wraps his arms round you.

“Shit dad sorry didn’t mean to hurt you, but you scared me” you pull back from him slightly easing the pressure.

“It’s okay you squeeze as hard as you need to. I’m not going anywhere you can’t lose me that easily girl.”

“Thank god, I love you so much Dad.”

“Love you too my angel.”

“So how you feeling Finnegan?” Joel questions as you finally let your father go and move back to sit next to him.

“Like absolute shit Miller.”

You laugh wetly, glad to know your dad’s not lost any of his usual charm.

As your conversation continues the doctor takes some obs. Your eyes constantly flicking to him trying to gauge a reaction on his face, the not knowing is what you hate the most, but the fact that he’s awake and talking like normal is most definitely a good sign. Once finished the doctor gains all three of your attentions. “Right we are gonna need to keep you in for the next few nights at least, it may be longer depending on your progress. We will keep you full of painkillers especially for the broken ribs. They’ll take time to heal. You’ve sprained your left ankle incredibly badly, and to top it off you hit your head pretty hard hence the unconsciousness and grogginess you’ll be experiencing now, so you will be out of action for a while.”

“The man needed a rest anyways, s’long deserved” Joel chuckles but he’s serious.

“No, I wana work.”

“Dad!“ You interject “Jesus, take five minutes to think of your health.”

“I know, I know” he sighs. “I’m just- well, I don’t like feeling like I could be doing more.”

“More” Joel repeats on a quiet disapproving whisper that only you can hear. You look to him briefly chucking as he shakes his head.

“Dad no one’s gonna think you’re slacking…damn you’re crazy” you laugh.

“Don’t tell me you’re just finding that out” Joel nudges your shoulder as he laughs with you.

“Oh no no he’s always been that way where the hell do you think I get it from?”

That makes you both laugh louder your dad joining in too.

“Miller?” Your dad questions when the room goes quiet once more.

“Yeah?”

“Do me a favour?”

“Sure. Anything.”

“Could my darling daughter stay at your place at least for tonight, potentially maybe for as long as I’m in here?”

You turn to look at him confused as Joel stutters slightly  “wh-what why?”

“I know she can look after herself she’s eighteen a full-grown ass adult somehow, fuck I’m old.” He sighs shaking his head “and I mean you do have the choice baby” he quickly looks to you before turning his attention back to Joel. ”But I just don’t really like the idea of her goin’ back to ours right now alone, stewing in her own thoughts. Plus it will make me sleep a hell of a lot easier knowin’ she’s got you looking out for her when I can’t.”

He really is the most wonderful caring man, even in a time where it’s necessary he focuses on himself and his own recovery, he’s fixated on you.

“Awh daddy you’re sweet. I’d rather stay with someone if I’m honest, I don’t really want to be alone. So I’d really like to stay with my ‘Uncle Joel’ if I can.” You smile brightly moving your attention between Joel and your dad.

What you don’t mention is just how shit scared you are at the prospect of having to be in the house alone. You wouldn’t feel safe at all. So you’re happy to be under Joel’s protection. Plus with the weekend coming up you’ll get to spend loads of time with Sarah with her not having school, rather than dwelling on your dad’s condition; you adore Sarah.

“Sure she can stay. I always have the spare room set up in case Tommy comes over, so there’s a bed made for yah. Sarah is obviously there but she’s no bother.”

“Well you know I love Sarah so that’s great she’s awesome, my lil bestie.”

“Mhmm she is” your dad agrees.

“Well then that’s settled, she’ll stay with me till you’re fit and well, back in your armchair at home!” Your dad’s whole body seems to relax on hearing those words. He smiles brightly resting right back into his pillows. Joel turns to you then “when we leave, I’ll take you to get some of your things? And we’ll get some food from the store tomorrow can pick whatever you like.”

“That’s great, thank you” you smile.

“Thank you, Miller, honestly can’t thank you enough” your dad pats his shoulder.

“S’no bother.”

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Visiting hours end an hour later and you walk slowly with Joel to his truck jumping into the seat in silence after he holds the door open for you. One of your dad’s colleagues who lives down the road from you has taken your car home for you, so you don’t have to drive whilst upset. You really are surrounded by the most wonderful people. On Joel closing the truck door you suddenly feel incredibly overwhelmed, the silence of the truck deafening after the loud hospital. Tears begin to fall before you can stop them, but you try your upmost to hide it, focusing out the window rather than looking in Joel’s direction. You’re just glad it’s dark and unless light is shone directly at your face, he won’t be able to tell.

After removing his uniform jacket and disposing of it in the back of the truck, he climbs into the driver’s side. Letting out a big sigh when his door closes. He turns on the engine but doesn’t pull out of the space right away.

“He’s gonna be okay” he reassures you quietly

You nod in reply hoping that will be enough to satisfy him. -Yeah, it does the opposite. He turns in his seat to look at you better.

“You, okay?”

You nod yes again before turning it into a shaking no and you break into loud sobs. Your entire body jolting with your cries.

“Oh darlin’, s’okay” he undoes his seatbelt moving across to place his arms round you. He cuddles you incredibly tight. “He’s fine, he’s gonna be absolutely fine. He needed the rest anyways.”

“I - sniffle- I thought he was gonna die. I couldn’t- can’t lose him too, even the thought makes me want to throw up I can’t Joel“ you hiccup. “I can’t see him like that ever again, it almost killed me. It could’ve been so much worse. Fuck Joel he could’ve died.”

“Nah babygirl your dad is far too strong for that to happen. Absolutely no chance in hell he’s gonna go by something so fuckin’ ridiculous as a gas explosion. Your dad will go by the stupidest of things.”

You laugh wetly before adding “I just -I can’t believe you saved him.”

“What?” he stutters loosening his grip on you slightly, looking into your eyes.

“W-When you went to update the crew dad told me you’d be too proud to say but that you saved him. He doesn’t remember anything after the blow. His last memory I presume before the explosion, but he said that if you’d not have turned back when you noticed he wasn’t right behind you, he’d have been caught in that explosion properly, you trying your best to rush him out with his twisted ankle meant he got hit yeah but not head on. If that had happened well, he would’ve fuckin’ died absolutely I just know it. You saved dad, you really did Joel thank you.”

“I only did what he would do for me baby. We all love each other we all look out for each other it’s a part of the job. We’re a family.”

“I know, but I’m just so grateful to you Joel. I couldn’t ever, ever lose him. It would kill me.”

“I know darlin’, I know, you won’t lose him” he moves back to his seat strapping himself in “now let’s get you home, you can see Sarah, and we can get you some food.”

“M’not very hungry” you groan repulsed at the thought of food alone.

“No if’s no buts, gotta feed yah, it’s my duty, your dad put me in charge remember.”

“Oh? In charge. Well in that case, lead the way Mr Miller.” You utter cheekily glad you have him to distract you from your sad mood.

He chokes. Shocked by your response. “Don’t ever call me that again makes me feel so fuckin’ old.”

“Sorry” you giggle.

He shakes his head chuckling as he pulls out of the car park.

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Two hours later you’re on his couch watching tv, having devoured a Chinese. You’ve gradually moved closer to him as times gone on. And you’re now resting your head on his shoulder dozing. Joel’s purposely keeping himself as still as possible as to not disturb you.

He feels himself eventually dozing too, so comfortable with you cuddled up to him. It feels natural being together like this. However, as much as he would happily stay in this position forever, he knows the crook necks you’d both wake up with is something you wouldn’t thank him for. So with that, he carries you upstairs, delicately placing your sleeping form on the bed in the spare room, tucking you in before settling into his own. Stripping down to his boxers before he puts on his tv, suddenly nowhere near tired again. Fuck his stupid messed up sleeping pattern.

He’s alone for maybe an hour before there’s a knock at his bedroom door. “Yeah?”

He’s expecting Sarah, having had one of her nightmares that she’s been getting lately and so is surprised when you appear.

“What’s the matter darlin’, you, okay?” he questions looking at your red puffy face.

“No” you whisper sadly. “I woke up in that bed alone and I just- I dunno, I just burst out crying. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Your voice breaks as tears begin to fall again you let your head rest into your palms.

“Hey, no none of that. C’mere baby.” He whispers holding his arms out for you.

You shut his bedroom door and walk over to his bed, still fully dressed falling into his arms as you break once more.

“You’ve just had a real exhaustin’ day s’all. Everyone has their breakin’ points so don’t worry about your emotions bein’ so up and down. Things will get better. Your dad will get better. Promise” he hugs you tightly, not at all fazed by the fact your tears are soaking his chest.

“I know, I’m sorry I’m just being silly” you chuckle wetly.

“No, you’re not, there’s just a lot going on… how you’re feeling is normal. You don’t ever gotta apologises for that.”

You nod.

After a minute or so of silence as your body begins to calm down Joel begins gently tickling your side with his fingertips. “Hey, do you have somethin’ to change into? Can’t be comfy loungin’ about in your jeans?”

“I packed everything but pyjamas, cus I’m stupid” you mumble angrily, tears now completely stopped.

“Stop with this stupid nonsense, you’re a lotta things but stupid ain’t one of em, jus’ wait here a sec” he groans as he gets up from the bed and walks over to a draw, retrieving a large t shirt. You admire him as his broad bare back is turned to you; he’s absolutely beautiful from every angle. Quickly bringing yourself out of the trance as he moves.

“This should be massive on yah, will be a lot more comfortable that them clothes trust me. You can use my bathroom t’change if you wana?”

“Okay thank you” you whisper as you climb off his bed.

“S’no trouble” he smiles as you take the tshirt from him and make your way over to his en-suite.

He’s given you one of his vintage band t shirts which fits you more like a dress- ending just above the knee. You strip down to nothing but your panties before putting it on. Admiring yourself in the mirror briefly, you can’t believe you’re practically naked in Joel Miller’s bathroom, it thrills you. The t-shirt once on is so comfortable and smells just like him, you could fall asleep in an instant just from the comfort of it. You admire the way it buries your body, but not wanting to keep him waiting too long, you’re quick to get back into his room.

He smiles upon seeing you and is quick to open his arms back up for you to fall back into. You practically jump onto his bed falling against his body as you curl your knees up hugging your body tight.

“You cold?”

“Nu uh” you shake your head.

“What’s this cocoon business about then?” he chuckles.

“Just comfy” you murmur into his chest.

He just laughs in response. “You’re just really comfortable and so warm.” You nuzzle your face into his chest. “Like a radiator” you yawn as he continues to strokes your side.

He chuckles, “well good, don’t want you gettin’ cold.”

The silence that fills the room is so comfortable. The quiet murmur from the tv mixed with his scent and warmth have you sleepy in no time, but you’re still not fully able to sleep yet, your mind whirring.

“Joel?” you mumble sleepily

“Yeah darlin’?”

“Earlier you called me baby, you’ve never called me that before.”

“Did I?” He pulls away slightly to look at you as you look up to him.

“Uhu.” You nod looking up at him through your lashes.

“Well I didn’t mean t’make you uncomfortable or anythin’ must’ve just slipped out.”

“No it didn’t make me uncomfortable, I liked it actually” you utter nuzzling into his chest again.

He chuckles “that’s good then, you wana stay in here with me, sleep here?”

You nod sleepily mumbling “feel safe with you”.

“Yeah, okay good, you sleep now baby y’need it.”

“Okay” you whisper yawning as sleep takes over you once more.

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A few hours later you wake, the room is dark, the tv has long been off and you’re so toasty warm. So comfortable, you feel safe, protected. That’s when you notice Joel is spooning you, his arms wrapped round you, one under your head the other draped over your stomach holding you close, protecting what’s his. And then you feel it, feel him, hard pressing against your back.

You have to remember that he’s asleep he can’t help it, but it makes you giggle. Maybe you did this to him? Maybe it’s all because of you. Because you’re in his arms, maybe he’s dreaming of you?

You wouldn’t mind, after all Joel is about the only friend of your dad’s that you’ve found yourself having dreams of on occasion. He’s the only man who’s made you feel things. Would have you soaked at a pool party for merely being there without a shirt on, without even realising it and you’d have to escape and use your vibrator for relief. Having brief moments of eye contact with him at family gatherings, holidays, barbecues anywhere he was and then he’d give you that smile and it would be the death of you. You’d race upstairs lock your bedroom door, get comfortable and place a hand between your legs; your vibrator if you felt extra naughty, or needed quick instant relief.

You’re always dripping, the wet having always already spread to your thighs. You imagine him ramming into you raw, not just having sex with you, but fucking you, deep. In the best way he knows how. He makes you come multiple times, with his mouth, his fingers, then his cock. Even with all the preparation you know he’d fill you to the brim, he’d be fucking into your stomach, and the stretch would hurt at first, but he’d guide you through it. Calm you till it felt good. He’d make sure you were comfortable before he fucked you senseless. He’s equal parts compassionate and ruthless.

You know he’d coax you through every moment. ‘You’re doin’ so good f’me baby.’ ‘Y’can take it darlin’, I know y’can’. Being in bed with this man was a fucking mistake, because now all you can think of is his hard thickness causing you to be so cock drunk you can’t think straight. You imagine he’d let you ride him, -eventually, after he’s had his fill of ‘taking’ what he wants. Cowgirl is your favourite position; you’d stare him in the eye as you bounce up and down on his cock and it wouldn’t be long till he lost control. You’d make him come inside; fill you up, have him screaming your name uncontrollably the way he’d have just made you. Man you didn’t realise just how much you needed-

“Darlin’” it’s deep and muffled from behind you.

You don’t reply, whole body stilling, maybe he’s dreaming? Maybe you’re hearing things? You hope so you wana get back to your fantasy.

“Dunno what you was dreaming of, but grindin’ on my cock ain’t helped how hard I already was one single bit.” He lets out a guttural moan afterwards moving a hand between his legs to adjust himself.

Grinding on his? You don’t do anything but feel, somehow his hard, still covered cock has managed to be slotted between your thighs, and you’ve obviously been subconsciously grinding on him. So lost in the moment of your fantasy you didn’t even realise your body was moving to try to relieve the ache.

“I can feel how wet y’are too, what were y’thinkin’ of you dirty girl.”

He’s right of course. Fuck you’re wet. So wet… Fuck this isn’t good…

“I’m sorry” you whisper. Moving your body away from him slightly till he’s no longer between your soaked thighs.

“Why are you sorry?”

“I didn’t realise that I was doing that. I must’ve been so lost in the moment I- never mind. Oh god I’m so sorry”  you whisper shyly.

“And what was the moment?”

“Oh -I don’t.”

“Tell me” he cuts you off.

You have your back to him still as you shake your head.

He sighs hard before the movement happens so fast you have no time to prepare, and it winds you making you squeal. You’re on your back and his whole body has been thrown above you. You’re caged in by him, an arm either side of his head.

“Tell. Me.” He demands looking you in the eye.

You avert his gaze shyly, so he brings one hand to cup your chin manoeuvring your face till you have no choice but to look directly into his eyes.

“Tell me, don’t make me ask again.”

“I was imagining you.” You say so quietly it’s surprising he hears.

“Me?” He chuckles “What about me?”

“Just- I- I don’t” you sigh unable to get the words out.

“Don’t be shy, I know you aint, tell me I aint gonna judge. What were you imaginin’?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“Fucking me.” You blurt out not sure where the sudden confidence has come from. This is so gonna backfire, why the fuck did you say that?

“Yeah?”

You nod unsure of what he’s going to do. He lets go of your chin and rises slightly taking your body in fully, the t shirt having ridden up exposing your pink lace panties.

“I bet if I touched these they’ll be absolutely soaked through. She wants me huh?”

Fuck…

You nod again lifting your hips slightly at the thought alone. “So responsive” he chuckles dirtily. “You want me to touch ya, s’that what y’need?”

“Yeah” you squeak out, eyes following as his hand dips between your legs. You moan softly at the first brush of his calloused fingertips against your covered core.

“Fuck me, she’s weepin’ f’me baby.” He utters staring between your legs. “Can I take em off?” He licks his lips before looking back at you. You smile nodding. And he’s quick to curl his fingers around the lace, pulls swiftly and then you’re free. On display, at his mercy. His to devour.

“Oh she’s so pretty baby, can’t believe you’ve been hiding her” he groans as he brings the panties to his nose and inhales. “Fuck, you smell amazin’.”

Your need for this man is unreal, you’re soaked. “Please” you beg.

“Want me to touch you?” He questions pulling the panties away from his nose.

You nod, hips lifting of their own accord in desperation. He chuckles dirtily gliding his fingers back through your folds so gently you can hardly feel. It’s not enough, even if it does have you moaning uncontrollably. “Gotta be quiet baby, don’t want Sarah hearin’, do we?” You shake your head no as you move your hips chasing his touch. “Fuck, please Joel” you gasp as he lightly pinches your clit. “Shhhh, oh she’s so sensitive, so pretty”.

“Joel please.”

He groans angrily “I said quiet, you sound oh so pretty when you beg but m’gonna have t’find somethin’ t’shut you up with ain’t I?” An evil grin covers his face as he pulls his hand away and stuffs your panties into your mouth. You bite down eagerly as he stares before bringing a finger to slide back through your folds. “So. Fuckin’. Wet. You dirty girl” his finger glides through your messy folds teasing. Your moans are muffled as you writhe desperate for more.

“What’s the matter baby huh?”

You moan around the panties.

“Can’t hear you baby?”

He lets you writhe for a little longer before finally removing them.

“Please-“ you gasp.

“Well we’re tickin’ everythin’ off the list, y’smell amazin’, feel amazin’, look amazin’ wonder how good you taste, can I?”

You nod keeping eye contact with him as he brings his head between your legs hot breath ticking your core as he slowly edges closer. The thought alone has you so close to release. THE Joel Miller is about to go down on you. You already know its going to be so good.

“You gotta be quiet though, you have to or they’re going back in that dirty mouth o’yours”

“Yes, I promise, just please” you whisper.

He moves his body till his head is level with your core. His hot breath dances against your skin as your breathing gets faster and faster with each teasing passing second. And then he’s on you.

Tongue lapping through your puffy pussy lips as you cry out for him. Desperate for all he can give you and more. His tongue dances round your clit before he nips at it, the feeling it sends shooting through you is electric.

The fantasy had you so close already that it only takes a few strokes of his tongue to have you exploding. Unable to keep the noise down as the feeling of complete satisfaction overcomes you.

You’ve never been so desperate for that release in your life. “Good girl.” He mumbles against your core.

“Fuck Joel!” You can’t help the way your hips grind against his face as you come down. Whole body overheating.

“Damn ain’t never heard you swear so much, and you kiss your daddy with that mouth?”

You don’t know what possesses you to let these next words out but it’s a subconscious reaction, they’re out before you even realise it. “Seems I’ve got a new daddy to kiss with that mouth too.”

You swear that statement sends him feral. He moves to tower over your body grabbing your hands to hold them above your head.

“S’that what you want? Me to be your daddy?”

You nod biting your lip admiring your wetness that’s coating his face.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl.” He grumbles before moving to kiss you.

And you don’t know what it is about the kiss but now you’re desperate for more, he’s what you’ve always craved, without even realising it. You’ve always crushed on the man, but actually wanting him to the point you think you’ll die if you don’t- well you never expected that to be you. Add that to the fact you can taste yourself on his tongue. You’re in heaven.

He pulls away and stares into your eyes, “fuck you’re so pretty.”

You blush suddenly feeling shy in his presence.

“Hey no none of that, you’re gorgeous baby and y’will hear it.”

You nod smiling as you stare into his beautiful brown eyes.

You can feel him hard against you and you lift your hips to meet the throbbing bulge in his boxers.

“Nu uh baby not tonight, be patient.”

You whine not liking that it’s stopping just as it’s getting good. “Whyyyy?”

“Desperate slut, you’ll get what y’want I promise just not tonight. I’m gonna do this right, take my time. F’now just lemme hold ya.”

“But what about you.” You mumble against him as he moves to lie on his side staring at you as he pulls you into his chest.

“Don’t you worry about me baby; I loved watching you come undone and tastin’ you like that. That’s more than enough for me for now.”

You nod so sleepy as you take in his beautiful scent and bask in his warmth, that’s one thing about Joel Miller, the man’s a human radiator.

For the first time tonight you feel stress free, and oh so good from his expert tongue. You’re able to sleep soundly in his arms, the biggest grin on your face.

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It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary: It's Christmas at the Millers, and Sarah is super excited for Santa to make his appearance and hopefully leave her and her sister some amazing gifts. It's so fluffly eeek! Content/warnings: Joel Miller in a Santa hat. So much Christmas time fluff. Sarah and Ellie being blood related siblings and it really is the cutest thing. Matching gifts. A/N: Life Christmas special is here and its so full of fluff I cant deal! I really hope you enjoy!

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Sarah’s sat up in bed as you tuck her in “when’s Santa cominggggg he’s taking foreverrrrrr.” She huffs like it’s the most inconvenient thing ever that she needs to wait for him.

“When you’re asleep baby” Joel chuckles as sat on the edge of her bed stroking one of her legs over the covers softly.

“But I’m not gonna sleep I’m too exciteeeeed.” She bounces in her bed as she beams at the pair of you.

“You need to sleep, or he can’t come!” You add with a laugh.

“Okayyy” she submits. “I will, but what if I do fall asleep and then wake up when he’s in the house? That’s not my fault.” She shrugs with a smirk on her face.

“Then he will come and sprinkle his magic dust at your door to make you fall back asleep”

“He has magic dust?” Her eyes expand in wonder.

“He does, but he won’t need to use it because you’ll be fast asleep won’t you baby?”

“Uhu the quicker I sleep the quicker I get presents!” She shrieks kicking her feet under the covers.

“Who says you’re getting presents?” Joel adds with a cheeky smile on his face.

Her body stills as the questions dawns on her “oh…”

“Only jokin’ baby you’ve been such a good girl this year, m’sure you’ll get loads of presents!”

“Now you go to sleep so Santa and his reindeers can get to work, okay?” You add softly.

She nods moving to lie down and curl herself up under the covers.

“Night precious girl” Joel strokes her head before placing a kiss there and then he moves to allow you to do the same “Night baby.”

“Love you” you shout at her in unison.

“Love you more than all the leaves on the treeeeeees!” She exclaims back, trying her best at a different crazy saying every night.

You both chuckle as you walk away

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“How does one girl get so much?” Joel huffs placing his hands on his hips as he stands before the tree with the Santa hat on that you forced him to wear, and the large pile of presents underneath it. Having just placed the last few down.

“Because we don’t know when enough is enough and spoil her.” You chuckle. “She’s so worth it though.”

“Hell yeah she is.”

You move over to the tree to re arrange a couple of the presents so that it all looks perfect.

“What are we doin’ with this?” He quizzes turning to you with the small, gift-wrapped box in his hand.

“Here” you hold your hand out to take it from him placing it into your dressing gown pocket. “She’s gonna absolutely love it.”

He chuckles moving closer to you wrapping his arms round your waist, as you do the same back staring into his eyes, “yeah, she is. Now come on lets go to bed gonna be an early start.” He squeezes your butt cheek as he kisses you causing you to yelp and hit his arm as you pull away. He chuckles as he pulls away making his way towards the stairs with you following. Grabbing her stocking to place at the end of her bed.

“Hang on Santa, you’re forgetting something.” You add as he turns back to look at you puzzled.

He quirks his brow as you chuckle. “The cookies and milk.”

“Shit yeah… and stop callin’ me Santa.”

You laugh out loud “sorry it’s the hat its hot I dig it.”

He shakes his head as he rushes to the table by the front door drinking the milk eating the majority of the cookie but leaving a bite and then as you watch so thoroughly entertained, he bites the carrot in half pulling a disgusted face as he spits it out into his free palm.

“Not eating that too?”

“Fuck no.” He laughs opening the front door and throws it into one of the bushes for an animal to pick up.

After then getting ready for bed, feeding Ellie, and placing her special matching present with Sarah on her you fall asleep excitedly imagining her starstruck face in the morning.

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“Mama daddy! Santas beeennnn!” The screams wake you as she comes hurtling into the room stocking in hand and jumps onto the bed so excited.

“Morning pretty girl.” You utter.

She jumps up and down on the bed “Santas beeeennn look he got me chocolate in my stocking!! Now come onnnnnnnn! We have to go and see all the presents!”

“Okay baby let us wake up a minute first, why don’t you go see if y’sisters awake.” Joel mumbles before yawning.

“Okay!” She jumps down from the bed and as much as she’s super excited hyper and crazy she’s still super gently when she approaches her sister in her bassinet.

You both get out of bed putting on your matching Christmas Day pyjamas. Admiring the way she moves towards her sister and strokes at her face.

“Wakey wakey sissy it’s Christmasssss and Santa’s beeeeeeen and I bet you got loads of presents because you’ve been a really good girl just like me, and good girl gets loads of presents don’t they daddy?” She turns to look at him.

“Yeah baby.” He smiles and it’s a smile so full of love you feel your heart could burst. Your little family is your favourite thing in the world.

Ellie makes a little squeal as she starts moving her tiny body obviously waking.

“Mama she’s waking uppppp! Quick get her uppp she needs to see her presents.”

Ellie yawns as her wide eyes adjust to the setting.

“Hi Ellie! It’s Christmasssss!” Her elder sister exclaims.

You chuckle as you move over to where she is stroking her head softly before moving to un swaddle a sleepy Ellie.

“Hey, look Sarah your favourite part” you utter. Sarah moves to watch as Ellie’s body is unwrapped, and she gives an almighty stretch completely star fishing as she lets out another yawn smacking her lips together immediately.

“Look she’s hungry!” She points to her mouth movements.

You think it’s amazing that Sarah is so engrossed in her sister that even she understands what the different movements she does mean. In this instance the lip smacking indicate hunger.

“Yeah, she is baby, let’s get her changed quickly and then go see your presents!”

It dawns on her that she seems to have forgotten so fascinated by her sister. “Oh yeah. Yayyyy presents!”

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She squeals once she sees the plate of cookies and milk left for Santa is basically empty and that the carrot left for Rudolf has been bitten.

Joel helps Sarah to open her presents as you feed Ellie on the sofa you love watching them together. It’s the most beautiful father daughter bond the one you always hoped your children would have.

Every pack of chocolate that she has is opened and tasted as she rips more paper off more gifts and by the end when all presents are opened, she has chocolate all round her mouth. “It’s allll done! Look at the mess, I think Santa did a really good job!” She beams at the pair of you.

“I don’t think it’s all done baby.” You smile at her.

“Huh? But I opened everything?”

“Did you?”

She pulls a face confused.

“Why don’t you ask Ellie if she got you anythin’.” Joel butts in.

She walks over to where you’re nursing Ellie. Peering down at her sister “mama did she get me a present?”

“You know something I think she did!” You exclaim as you give her the little box you had stuffed in your pocket last night.

“Ooo what is it?”

“Well you’ll have to open it!”

She rips off the paper discovering a box clearly for jewellery, and her eyes grow massive before she exclaims “O.M.G!”

“Baby where the heck did y’learn to talk like that?” Joel utters from across the room

“It’s what big girls say!” She mumbles back not looking to him.

“But you’re my baby, no being a big girl allowed.”

“But I am! I’m getting bigger every day!” And then she opens the box. “Woah this is so pretty! And it’s got a ‘E’ and ‘S’ on it!”

“It’s an anklet baby and you know something else?” You quiz her and she looks to you curiously again, you roll up her Ellie’s small trouser leg and reveal an identical tiny ankle bracelet with an E and S on it.

“Matching!” She exclaims so excited.

“Daddy daddy! Ellie got us matching anklets!” She turns to him jumping on the spot.

“Did she? Wow you lucky girl!”

“Thank you, Ellie!” She exclaims moving to place a gentle kiss on her head.

“Lemme have a look at this” he moves closer grabbing Sarah’s waist to move her to sit on his lap. Sarah beams holding the box out for him to inspect. “Woahhh so pretty, Ellie did so good huh?”

“This is the best present in the world!”

“You said that about everythin’ you got!” He tickles her side making her squeal.

“Yeah, but this is actually the best one in the world!” She rolls her eyes, the tone serious.

“Will you put it on for me daddy?”

“Course baby” he rises from the floor taking her with him as they move as one towards the vacant couch cushion. Joel sits placing her back in his lap and she practically throws her ankle at him so he can clasp it to her.

He grabs her ankle and clasps it tightly, so she won’t lose it. “Beautiful baby girl.”

“I love it so much!” she squeals going back over to inspect Ellie’s. “This is so cool! I love matching with sissy!”

Next

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Pregnancy fics

All my fics relating to pregnancy/childbirth 🩷

Oh Baby- Joel Miller x F!reader (Series) (after outbreak) You're settled in Jackson happy in a relationship with Joel. The only thing missing, a baby. You cant wait to expand your family.

Caring hand- Joel Miller x F!reader (Oneshot) (No outbreak) You and Joel are travelling, on the way to your long awaited trip in celebration of your recent promotion, but your morning sickness is at its worst.

Life- Joel Miller x F!reader (Series) (No outbreak) Sarah doesn't die nor does she have a deadbeat mom. You and Joel are so happy together and extremely excited at the prospect of your growing family. (Also written from Joel's pov)

Forever- Joel Miller x F!reader (Series) (after outbreak) Follows the usual story events, you and Joel have been dating for two years when you find out your pregnant. You know Bill and Franks is safer than the QZ so you plan to move there permanently, but then you bump into Marlene and she needs help escorting Ellie. So much happens, but you get through it for your growing family. (includes childbirth, lots of smut & family fluff)

Something- Joel Miller x F!reader (Series) (No outbreak) New neighbourhood, new neighbours, new start. Unexpected friendships are made and life is changed forever. It's full of ups, downs, secret moments, lust and desire.

It’s happening!- Husband Joel Miller x Wife F!reader (Oneshot) (no outbreak) Joel has a dream that you're pregnant. You've been trying for a while, is this it?

Birthday wishes- Jackson!Joel x F!Reader (Oneshot) (after outbreak) Telling Joel he's going to be a daddy again on his birthday.

Upgrade to Grandpa- Joel&Sarah Miller (Oneshot) (after outbreak) Sarah survives that fateful day and so she and Joel are happy in Jackson surrounded by family. She has been feeling off for a little while and so goes to get checked, it's there she finds out shes pregnant. Aged 22 and having recently lost her boyfriend she needs her family to support her and they do just that.

Mine for life- Parent Joel Miller x F!reader (Oneshot) (no outbreak) Your son has been on the earth for a whole two weeks, the day are all blending into one, but you wouldn't change anything about it. As you go about your morning routine as normal Joel has the biggest of surprises for you.

Hurry Home- Husband Joel Miller x pregnant f!reader (Oneshot) (no outbreak) Going into labour whilst Joel is at work and when he does make it home and you set out to the hospital the last thing you expect is to deliver your daughter in the truck.

Time Is Of The Essence- Joel Miller x pregnant f!reader (Oneshot) (after outbreak) Joel's out on patrol when you go into labour and ends up missing the birth by only a few minutes but the aftermath is absolutely beautiful.

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Time Is Of The Essence

Joel Miller x pregnant f!reader

Summary: Joel's on a patrol when you go into labour and ends up missing the birth of his daughter. But it doesn't take him long to get back and the aftermath is so frigin cute! Content/warnings: aftermath of childbirth- talks of placenta. Its just full of a load of rootin' tootin' fluff- honestly I'm obsessed with daddy Joel Miller he's adorable. Joel being the best dad to his new baby. Joel having such big palms that the baby basically fits in one. After outbreak, no use of y/n. A/N: I am obsessed with this fic oh my god!!! Also fun fact when i decided on the baby name I wasn't originally going to go for it but when I googled names meaning hope it was the first to appear and I knew it was a sign, and really I think it makes the fic ten times cuter! I really really hope you enjoy!!

Going into labour whilst Joel is out on patrol is the last thing that’s supposed to happen. He’s not meant to miss the birth of his child; part of the reason he is the man he is today. Part of the reason he’s finally stopped beating himself up and allowed himself to have a ‘normal’ life. To be happy. He deserves it too and you’ve always made sure he knows it.

They’d already been out on patrol for a while when your waters suddenly broke and as much as you tried radioing it was to no avail, they were too far out to catch a signal, so it was very much a waiting game. Thankfully, you had Maria at your side, and she aided you through every part, the best kind of birthing partner with her having not long gone through it when she had her and Tommy’s son.

The baby comes fast all in all your labour is maybe only four hours, and when word finally got to Joel that he needed to come back him, and Tommy raced to make it.

Joel rushes in the door “I’m here I’m here!” He screams running over to where you’re lay on the couch still with your legs apart the baby screaming in your arms freshly wrapped having only been on the earth a few minutes. Sweat is dripping down your face as you coo at the bundle, Maria is behind you peering at the baby over your shoulder.

You’re still crying reeling from the fact your baby is finally here as you grin so wide at him, and he kneels on the floor next to you.

“Oh my god” he lifts his hand to brush over his new babies head.

“Daddy, meet your daughter.”

“S’a girl?” He chokes on the words and turns to look at you his eyes glossy.

“Yeah baby.” You nod trying your best to hold it back.

But when a few tears escape him, you can’t help the way you’re bawling again. You know how difficult this is for him, opening his heart up to another child.

You continue to support your daughter in one arm bringing the hand of the other up to brush away the tears and he closes his eyes leaning into the touch as he lets the floodgates fully open. Not a care in the world that Tommy and Maria are present. He leans in close to your chest tears dropping off the tip of his nose as he stares down at the now calm bundle of joy who’s freshly opening her eyes and staring right back up to him. Her tiny feet kicking out of the end of the blanket and he’s absolutely enthralled with her.

The nurse, Cassie who’s just finished sanitising a few things in the kitchen comes back and smiles noticing everyone here.

She moves back over to you leaning over the back of the couch to peer down at your daughter. “Congratulations she’s gorgeous.”

“Thank you” you reply in unison.

“Okay sweetie I just need to make sure everything’s okay with you and that this placenta is coming okay. You gonna be okay for me to check?”

“Honestly I couldn’t care less what you do right now she’s here.” You chuckle not taking your eyes off your content little bundle.

“She’s here” Joel adds kissing at your temple, before staring back down at her as she pushes out her little tongue. Her piercing blue eyes explore her surroundings.

“Take her” you whisper to him, your temples touching as you stare down at her.

“Yeah?” He pulls away to look at you.

“Yeah, baby she’s yours too.” You chuckle.

He smiles as he pulls slightly away from you, jumping slightly when you wince. “Okay?”

“Yeah, just a cramp.” You groan.

“Just your placenta on its way honey nothing to worry about” Cassie looks up from between your blanket covered legs.

“Why don’t you do some skin-on-skin Joel?” She adds before getting back to business

He seems shy, but nods. “Oh yeah, good idea.” He rips his shift over his head that will never get old and then carefully takes his daughter from you. Helping to cover your chest back up with the blanket in the process so you’re decent. He’s so careful in how he holds her and how he moves with her over to the armchair. He sits himself back puts his legs up on the footrest and carefully manoeuvres her to be laid against him. Head resting to one side, she snuggles into his warmth.

He bends his neck down to kiss the top of her head as you watch the most beautiful moment unfold. It completely distracts you from the cramping and uncomfortable feeling of delivering your placenta and before you know it, it’s over.

“You’re the perfect patient” Cassie utters as she wraps the placenta into a bunch of newspaper ready to take to the greenhouses to use as a fertiliser. “No stitches, no complications and you’re both doing perfectly.”

“She’s perfect.” He utters kissing her head again.

She stands helping you to carefully lay your legs flat on the couch to get more comfortable. She claps her hands together as she basks in how much love there is in the room. “Well I think my work here is done, if you need anything in the night give me a shout but I think you’ve got enough help round here that I won’t be needed.” She looks around the room to Joel, Tommy, and Maria.

“Thank you for everything Cassie.” You call to her.

“My pleasure.”

“Thank you for all you did and helpin’ her when I weren’t here Cass.” Joel utters from his chair his eyes still on your daughter.

“Of course.”

“Here I’ll show you out.” Tommy utters moving to place a hand on her back once she’s collected her things.

“Do you want me to cook you something, you hungry?” Maria quizzes.

You groan in absolute delight. “Fuck yes please Maria, I think I love you forever.”

“Anything in particular?”

“Honestly Maria I don’t care, everything you make is so good.”

She chuckles, “okay fine I’ll get to it. Joel, you want anything?”

“M’good here thanks.” He utters stroking at his daughters back.

She chuckles noticing Tommy making his way back and drags him along with her once she moves to the kitchen. You can tell he’s not happy about being stripped away from his newborn niece but at the same time you are grateful for having a little time to bask in all of this just the three of you.

Watching the love of your life become a father really is the most precious thing, this isn’t his first rodeo, but you know it’s different this time. Every detail of his behaviour towards her is beautiful. His need to hold her tight, to make sure she’s warm, happy, and content.

The room is silent as he tickles at her back her entire body seemingly fitting in his large palm. You listen in tune to her coos as he continues to stroke her.

However, it doesn’t take long till she begins getting grouchy clearly hungry. So Joel carefully stands with her in his arms and brings her back over to you. “Lil miss is definitely hungry.”

“Seems that way” you chuckle. “Will you get her a diaper too? Otherwise I don’t see this ending well.”

“Sure. Want me to quickly do that first?”

“Please. Think there’s an outfit on the changing table for her too.”

He nods. “Of course ma’am.” And he walks to the changing table ever so gently placing her down before placing one onto her tiny body.

“Baby she’s so darn small.”

“I know.”

He mumbles to her softly as he dresses her in a tiny pink outfit fit with mittens to stop her scratching herself. Thankfully, he’s able to keep her calm the entire time but as if she knows all that needs to be done has been done, she begins screaming again.

“Okay baby come on.” He murmurs as he places her against his chest, chin resting against his shoulder as her body curls into a tiny ball.

So beautiful.

He’s quick to come back over to you and hands her to you. “Good ol’ set of lungs on her.”

“She has us as her parents I don’t know why you’d expect her to be anything other than loud.” You chuckle as you move the blanket back off your chest to place her comfortably at your breast. She’s already fishing around for the nipple as you bring her closer and once, she gets it into her mouth she instantly suckles.

It hurts, of course it does, this is the first ever time your body has done anything like this. And it doesn’t go unnoticed.

“You, okay?” He quizzes from beside you.

“Yeah, I promise it’s just a bit weird.”

“Will get easier every time baby.”

“It’s worth it for her I don’t mind” you smile at him before turning your attention back to your daughter drinking as though she’s desperate.

He follows your gaze and gently brushes a knuckle over her cheek. “She needs a name.”

You hum “yeah, she does.” And that’s when you get the best idea in your head “you pick.”

That stops him in his tracks and his eyes shoot up to yours. “Me?”

“Yeah baby, give her a name you know Sarah would love for her little sister, a name that makes you happy.”

He nods his eyes glossy once more as he contemplates the reminder of his loss whilst also basking in the presence of his new hope, fresh start.

He looks back at her and you can’t help watching the struggle on his face as he fusses over again whilst thinking, but you notice the exact moment he decides.

“Ellie, cus she brought this big bright shinin’ light into our lives.”

Ellie Miller, it’s perfect.

“It’s so perfect baby I love it.” He looks up at you and smiles moving to kiss you.

“Thank you f’givin’ her to me.” He whispers as he moves to rest his forehead against yours “thank you so fuckin’ much baby.”

“You don’t ever have to thank me, Joel Miller. I love you.”

“I love you so much I think m’gonna burst.” He chuckles “fuck what are you doin’ t’me?” he pulls away to wipe at a few more tears and then his attention is right back on his girl.

His beautiful healthy baby girl.