shivfuckinroy

[shivfuckinroy]

I'm high and need to get this out of my chest. I'm obssesed with dbf!Joel so here you go. Probably bad writing but this is my first one, read on your own risk, contains mature content, smut with a little plot, age gap, swearing, outbreak didn't happen, Sarah is alive, Joel is old enough to be her father, reader is in twenties. Virginity loss.

ps: part 2 might happen? or this could be the first and last one lol

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You knew Joel Miller your whole life. He was always around, whether a celebration, a hard day or for a quick dinner. He was your dad's best friend for life. They spoke a language none of you, your family, and Sarah understood.

Well, there was a new language though... Never spoken, but only thought in late night thoughts... By you...

By Joel.

Especially after you started going to collage. You missed your hometown, you missed your family, your house. But when you came back for holidays, you ached to see something else.

Someone else.

Joel Miller.

The single parent, the man every woman in town turned their heads to look at him twice as he casually walked by them, your father's best friend, the contracter Joel Miller.

You never felt the need to stick around when he came for a quick chat with your dad before. But now, to see him just for a second more, you found excuses to stay in the same room as him.

And for Joel, he thought he was proud of you for being one of the few in town to go for college, go for a life beyond the one you knew. He thought it was innocent, what he felt.

A father's love, maybe. An uncle's?

No, it was something else. He realised what it was the very night it dawned on you, too.

When you surprised everyone by showing up on Sarah's birthday, they thought you had lectures. Well, you did, but seeing him being the best dad ever on his daughters birthday was worth never learning anything at all.

With a big box on your hands, you walked through Joel's garden, which was next to yours and seperated by a fence. It was crowded. You slowly reached the table where a big birthday cake with number 18 was placed. You spotted Joel, next to Sarah, everyone including your parents pointing their cameras at the birthday girl.

And then Joel saw you . You felt heat rising through your face. He had this ability to spot you no matter how crowded it was.

Joel thought... Shit, she's here. She's fucking here.

You saw his unreadable expression which stayed on for a few seconds, something just words couldn't describe. Something unknown by the two of you. Something waiting to be explored.

Then he quickly smiled and pointed his hand at your direction.

"There she is! She made it everyone!"

All the heads turned to see you. Sarah clapped his hands, you run to your parents side. Crowd cheering as you waved, you felt like a queen for a moment. Joel never stopped looking at your eyes the whole time. Something in his chest growing, reaching the places he thought didn't exist anymore.

It was love.

***

The party was about to end. Your mouth dry from all the talking with the neighbours, explaining your little surprise to every one of them. Your mother and dad somehow proud of the child they raised. Sarah, the happiest 18 year old in the world for tonight. Having fun with friends, getting ready to depart for a weekend getaway right after the party with her closest friends.

You talked to every single person on this garden except the birthday girl's father. Joel was busy arranging things so his daughter had the best night of her life. Tommy helping his older brother here and there.

At midnight everyone was gone except for you and your parents helping Miller brothers. Oh, and the Karen who was apperently hitting on Joel in every chance. Sarah was on her way with her friends.

Most of the cleaning was done, you parents getting ready to leave, Joel finally approached you. His eyes were locked on you the whole night. Especially when he thought you weren't looking.

"Thanks guys. It's getting late now, go rest. I couldn't have had this party without your help."

Joel hugged your mom and dad. Stopped when it was your turn.

"And special thanks to you sweetheart. You made Sarah so happy, she is very fond of you."

You hugged him, he hugged you right back.

"I love her. I just had to be here."

He held his arm on your back after the hug. You all started walking towards the fence. Tommy came to say goodbye too. He left with a girl holding hands, winking to all of you. Your dad and Joel looked at each other, smirking. Your father whispered to Joel's ear.

"You should learn one thing or two from your brother, old man."

Joel stopped holding his hand on your back and grabbed your fathers shoulders.

"Past your bed time, old man."

Saying goodnights, you just couldn't bear the thought of leaving Joel so early, so alone in his home after it was full of people all night.

"I can take Tommy's place on doing the dishes."

Your parents supported you. Joel opened his mouth to object but your parents were already on the others side of the fence, leaving you two alone.

He felt like he should object. Otherwise it might be too late. Too late to prevent this feeling he felt all night long. The fast heartbeats everytime he heard your laugh from afar, the jealousy he felt whenever he saw you talking or dancing with a boy your age. The urge to feel you, hold you, talk to you.

"You don't have to stay, you know. I'll handle it in the morning."

You already started heading inside. He followed you.

It was quiet. Only the sound of the water as you washed the plates and cups Joel gathered from around the house. He really tried not to stay with you in the kitchen. But there was nothing left in the garden. Nothing left on the hallways, and nothing in living room. He stood beside you as you did the rest of the dishes.

His smell, his presence alone made you nervous and at peace somehow. You knew your parents were already asleep. Sarah and Tommy were gone. It was like only the two of you left on the whole world.

He finally spoke.

"Thanks for coming, again. Sarah was so happy when she saw you."

Not looking at him, cleaning the plate in your hands, you smirked.

"Just her?"

He gulped.

You turned to him. He was already looking at your eyes. Like he was calculating something.

"Just her?"

You repeated, he nervously laughed.

"Your parents were so happy too. You know, they haven't seen you for a while."

You laughed, drying your hands with a towel, then gently throwing it against Joel's chest.

"Yeah, Joel. That's it?"

He catched the towel and even had the nerve to fold it. Anything to run away from your eyes.

"Tommy-"

"Ah, c'mon Joel."

There was only a few steps between you two. You took one step towards him.

"What about you?"

He smiled. Then it faded like it was a sin. He finally looked into your eyes.

"I'm glad you made it too."

You took one step too.

"Yeah?"

Your heart was beating so fast, your hands were trembling. Joel was about to speak when someone knocked on the kitchen's door from the garden.

The Karen who hits on Joel. Repetetively.

He opened the door. Was he mad you two were interrupted? Or was it relief he felt?

He didn't drink anything tonight but you couldn't be talking this way with him the way you do. He felt like he was on a very thin ice right know. Alone with you in some hour of the night.

"What are you doing here?"

The woman looked kinda disappointed when she realised he wasn't alone.

"I saw Tommy leaving. I came here to help, thought I'd help you. It was a great party Joel, you're the best dad in this town."

Joel smiled, you rolled your eyes and walked to the door. Before he can answer, you talked.

"Yeah, we're done here. Good night Karen!"

You closed the door. Joel and the woman was both shocked. You went back to the counter. Joel followed you after a second.

"Her name is not... Was was that-"

You kissed him. Because you knew if you didn't, he would never do it first. He didn't kiss you back. You left his mouth. Looking anywhere but his eyes.

He turned his back to you. Hands in his hair. Like the worst thing in the world just happened.

Then why did it felt so good?

He turned again and kissed you. Like if he didn't, he'd die. He needed you. And he knew you did too. He held your waist with both hands while you kissed. Mouths and tongues dancing together.

He pulled away and put his forehead against yours.

"I'm sorry... This... this can't be happening."

You held his cheeks with both hands.

"I need it Joel. I want it."

Some darkness passed through his eyes but he closed them.

"Are you drunk? This... this is wrong."

You shaked him a little, he opened his eyes. You looked right into them.

"No. You know it's not. You can't deny it Joel. I can't deny it anymore."

His face contracted.

"You're too young for me. I'm old enough to be your dad, angel."

You kissed him again.

Joel stopped thinking anymore. He needed you, with all his being. He would hate himself for it later, yes, but right now, nothing felt more right.

He carried you through his house, finally reaching his bedroom. You moaned into the kiss when you realised what was happening. He layed you on the cold sheets which was about to burn with the desire you two felt for each other.

"You sure sweetheart?"

You nodded feverishly.

"I need your words."

Joel was desperate. He sounded like he was in pain.

"Never needed anything more. Touch me Joel. Make me yours."

He groaned as he took your cardigan off. Your blouse next, and your pants. Left in your underwear, he kissed you again. Heading to your neck as he left love bites along the way. Inhaling your scent. Finally having something he thought he'd never have.

You took his flannel off, then your hands found his belt. His eyes on yours. Savouring the moment. His hands taking your bra off, kissing your nipples, licking them as he got completely naked. You reached for his lips. Moaning, whining... Grabbing his body like he could vanish into the night if you didn't.

You kissed his neck. His smell, his warmth... Your hands reaching for his bulge. He was hard and aching. He couldn't keep the sounds he made when your hand wrapped around his cock. His found your clit through your soaked panties.

"We can still stop babygirl, anything you want."

He said so, but he sounded like he couldn't.

"Fuck me already, old man."

"Fuck."

He ripped your panties from you, aligning his cock through your hole.

He kissed you, slowly pushing himself inside. Things were happening so fast. He pulled away from your mouth and moaned. Reaching for your hand and you moaned with him.

"So tight baby... fuck."

He wasn't moving, he reached for your lips again. That was when he felt the tears in your cheeks. His thumb wiped them, he pulled his cock out completely.

"Did it hurt?"

He looked at where you two meet. He saw the slight blood on his cock through the moolight coming from the open window.

"Y/N... Are you a virgin baby?"

You laughed.

"Were, i guess."

You tried to pull him closer to your naked baby, he was on his arms, concerned about what just happened. He spoke so gently you could cry again.

"Why didn't you tell me baby? Huh?"

He kissed your cheeks. Grazing his nose against them.

"I thought you wouldn't touch me then. Joel.. put it inside. Please."

He whined.

"I'd be more gentle sweetheart. You wouldn't bleed."

He kissed your lips. You tried to wrap your legs around his naked belly. He grabbed them and finally started pushing himself inside of you again.

"You tell me to move when you're ready, okay? If we're doing this, we're communicating openly."

You laughed. And tried to move your hips.

"I want you to fuck me, however you want, okay? Open enough?"

He started moving.

"Fuck sweetheart, you can't say shit like this to me."

You moaned when he started hitting places you didn't know existed.

"Fuck me Joel. Hard and fast. Make me yours."

He kissed you slowly, tongue exploring your mouth. His hands cupping your breasts. Toying with you hard nipples. The sound of your skins slapping.

You felt so in peace. You didn't even realise you reached it until your body shaked with your orgasm. He moaned as he felt it. Moving faster chasing his own high.

Your hands found his, squeezed hard.

"Joel..."

He kept pushing himself inside, kissing your neck. He was about to pull out but your wrapped legs around his waist kept him inside.

"Inside Joel. Inside-"

He came with a groan, an unfamiliar feeling of hot cum filling your insides. You came again, sensitive to any movement, he thrusted once more and stopped. Caressing your hair with his hands.

"Y/N..."

You were smiling. He studied your face and kissed you again. Slowly pulling out. His come leaking from your hole. His forehead against yours.

"What did we do..."

Joel felt so guilty as he hugged you. You hugged him back, hands on his back.

"Whatever we did, i need it at least twice a day Joel."

He laughed and nodded his head sideways.

"What if someone finds out?"

You shrugged. Feeling his hands on your thighs.

"Karen can find out. I don't fucking care. I want you."

He snorted.

"Her name is not fucking Karen..."

You kissed him.

"You're mine Joel."

He moaned against your lips.

"What did i do to deserve you?"

You played with his sweaty curls on his chest.

"I'll tell you all about it."

He flipped you on bed, you straddling him.

Unaware of the watcher outside, through the open window of his bedroom, you were the happiest you've ever been.

***

how was it?

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