#ik u can't actually SEE it in gif 1 but just

[railroad-spike]

ɢᴏᴛʜᴀᴍ ᵉᵈ ˢᵗᶦᵐᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ³

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[bieachella]

Wants and Needs | dbf!joel miller x reader (pt. 2)

warnings: age difference (reader is a high school graduate so take that as it is, joel is in his 40s) f!reader, dirty talk, kissing, lots and lots of kissing, joel likes to kiss, fingering, oral sex (both receiving), pet names, a lot of pet names, praise, slow burn kinda maybe idk, alcohol use (pt.1), fluff if u squint, unprotected p in v sex, joel doesn’t pull out, ever, they’re very horny

summary: idk how to summarize they fuck

word count: 3k

a/n: i’ve literally never written smut in my life so bare with me here and ik the gif is javi but idc

You sat beside him in silence, seeking comfort in his warmth, trying to drown out the music that was playing obnoxiously loud.

As you feel yourself starting to drift off, you suddenly jolt awake upon glancing at the wooden clock hanging above the fireplace. It reads 1:45 AM, and you can't believe how late it is. "Jesus," you mutter to yourself in surprise. You turn to Joel and half-whisper, half-amused, "Where do old people get all this stamina from," It was more of a rhetorical statement than an actual question.

Joel playfully puts his hand on his chest, pretending to be offended. He scoffs and says, "if they're old, then what am I, baby?"

Baby.

Baby.

You chuckled at his response and playfully nudged him with your elbow. "You're not old, Joel.” you said with a smile. The tension was growing thicker and the wet patch in your underwear was becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

Fuck. You need him so bad.

“I’m glad you think so. But, be careful, might’ not be able to keep up with your youthful energy.” He teased

You bit your lip, trying to suppress the desire that was building inside you. You wanted him to take you right there for everyone to see. You wanted to feel his hands on your body, his lips on yours.

You leaned in closer to him, feeling the warmth radiating off his body. "I think you have more energy than you let on," you whispered, your voice husky with desire.

Joel's eyes darkened with lust as he took in your words. He leaned in closer to you, his face just inches from yours. "Yeah?" he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.

Of course, Joel pulled away.

Fucking tease.

As Joel pulled away, you couldn't help but feel a mixture of disappointment and frustration. His sudden change in demeanor had caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but wonder what had caused him to back off. Was it the alcohol? Had he suddenly realized something? Did he no longer find you attractive?

The music died down, and you felt an overwhelming urge to crawl into a hole and disappear. In an attempt to shake off the awkwardness, you got up to start cleaning up the mess left by the guests to deal with in the morning.

Joel just watched.

HIs eyes burning holes through your body.

You tried your best to ignore his intense gaze and focused on tidying up the room. But every time you looked up, you caught him staring at you. It was making you feel uncomfortable and self-conscious.

“What, Joel?” You said, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence. You roll your eyes as he stands from the couch and makes his way toward you.

As he approaches you, he stops just inches away, and you feel his warm breath on the back of your neck. You notice the tent in his pants pressing against your lower back as he leans in to whisper something, but then he hesitates, leaving you hanging in anticipation. He reaches up and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear before pulling away. You’re left feeling both frustrated and confused as he turns and walks away, leaving you standing alone. You can't help but question his motives and wonder why he's playing games with you. Your heart races as you try to make sense of the situation.

As your eyelids grow heavy, you decide it's time to retire for the night. You tip-toe up the eerie staircase, and your gaze meets the enormous taxidermied deer head.

You mutter "Jesus, fuck" under your breath. Your bare feet softly padded along the wooden floors, and as you passed by Joel's room, you noticed the door creaking open

You pause, feeling a mix of fear and curiosity. You know you shouldn't be snooping around, but the open door beckons you forward. You take a step toward the room, your heart pounding in your chest. You peer inside, your eyes adjusting to the dim light.

Joel's room is surprisingly neat, with a neatly made bed and a few scattered sweatshirts on the floor.

“No one’s ever taught’ya to knock?” A voice suddenly interrupts you, causing you to jump in surprise. You turn around to see Joel standing behind you, you can’t make out the look on his face, but god, did he look sexy. His black t-shirt clung to his biceps and his grey sweatpants accentuated the imprint of his cock.

Despite your initial shock, you can't help but feel a jolt of attraction run through you. You clear your throat, trying to compose yourself.

"Uh, sorry, I, uh, didn't mean to intrude," you say, feeling a bit embarrassed for being caught after the little moment you had downstairs.

Joel chuckles softly, his dark eyes sparkling mischievously.

You feel a flutter in your chest as he moves closer, his scent filling your senses. You try to focus on something else, anything else, but your mind keeps drifting back to how close he is to you. You can feel the heat radiating off of him, and the magnetic pull between you is almost tangible.

“What would your daddy say? Huh? If he saw his little girl sneaking around his best friend's bedroom.” Joel whispers softly in your ear, his voice imbued with a gentle southern drawl. You hadn’t noticed until that moment but he had you pinned up against the wall, right by his designated room. You just stare at him, in complete shock at his words.

You can feel the blush creeping up your neck as you try to come up with a response. Joel's playful tone and the mischievous glint in his eyes make it hard for you to tell if he's joking or not.

Was he teasing you? Seriously?

Two can play that game.

You clear your throat and try to sound casual as you reply, "Well, my dad's not here,” tracing a finger up and down his chest, “And I'm not sure he'd be too happy if he saw you getting too comfortable with his daughter." A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips, hoping that your tone comes off as flirtatious rather than confrontational.

Joel's eyes widen in surprise, and then a slow grin spreads across his face. "Oh really?" he says, stepping closer to you. "And what would he do if he found out?"

You feel your heart rate pick up as Joel leans in, his breath hot on your neck. You try to keep your cool as you tilt your head back to look up at him. "Well, I don't think he'd be too pleased," you say with a coy smile.

Joel chuckles softly, his lips dangerously close to yours. "Is that so?" he murmurs, his eyes glittering with amusement. "Well, I guess we'll just have to make sure he never finds out, won't we?"

‘I guess so.” You say with a familiar smirk.

Frustrated with the proximity, you reach up to tangle your fingers in Joel's hair, pulling him down to capture his lips with your own.

As the kiss deepens, you feel a rush of excitement coursing through your body. Joel's hands are warm on your waist, pulling you closer to him, and you can feel the hard muscles of his chest pressing against your own.

He slips his tongue in your mouth and you respond eagerly, exploring each other's mouths with increasing passion. Your heart is racing, and you can feel the heat between your bodies growing.

Eventually, you break the kiss, both of you gasping for air. You stare into each other's eyes, trying to catch your breath, “Fuck.” he mutters, and it feels like the tension between you has only grown stronger.

Joel takes your hand and leads you into his dimly lit room, not breaking the kiss once, sitting down, and pulling you onto his lap. You straddle him, your legs on either side of his hips and you can feel his painfully hard cock when you grind your body against his crotch.

He lets out a small groan.

As the kiss continues, you can feel Joel's hands roaming over your body, exploring every curve and contour. His touch sends shivers down your spine, and you can feel yourself getting more and more wet. He slips his hand into the waistband of your shorts and strokes your wet folds.

“So fuckin’ wet, baby. All f’me?” The words fumble out of Joel’s mouth.

You moan in response to Joel's words, feeling your body respond eagerly to his touch. As his fingers continue to stroke you, you arch your back and press your body closer to his. You can feel the heat building between your legs, and you know that you're close to the edge.

Joel breaks the kiss, looking down at you with a wicked grin. "Wanna taste you," he says, his voice husky with desire. Without waiting for a response, he flips you onto your back, pulling your shorts and panties down, tossing them onto the floor.

He trails up your inner thighs with open-mouthed kisses, leaving bruises that will undoubtedly be visible in the morning, he kisses his way up to your leaking cunt.

“Fuck. Been dreamin’ ‘bout this pussy.” Joel breathes out, hot breath sending waves of pleasure to your sensitive clit. As he buries his face between your legs, you let out a gasp. “Gotta be quiet baby, would be a shame if anyone heard you moanin’ in my bed.” God, he’s relentless. His tongue is hot and insistent, tracing patterns over your clit and sliding deep inside you. You grip the sheets, trying to find some stability as pleasure washes over you.

You writhe under his touch, “ Quit.” He breathes out, pushing your hips down and tracing his spare hand up your torso, squeezing your breasts under the thin tank top you’d been wearing all night. You moan as Joel brings you to the peak of pleasure, his skilled tongue not missing a beat. You can feel the tension building inside of you, a heat spreading throughout your entire body. Your breathing becomes ragged, and you feel like you're about to lose control.

Suddenly, Joel pulls away, leaving you gasping for breath and on the edge of release. You look down at him, confused, but he just smiles up at you wickedly. "Not yet, baby," he says, crawling up your body to kiss you deeply.

You taste yourself on his lips, and it only serves to make you more aroused. Joel grinds his hard cock against your thigh, and you can feel how much he wants you. "Please," you whisper, unable to hold back any longer.

‘Gotta tell me what’cha want babygirl.”

You bite your lip, feeling a rush of desire coursing through your body. "Want your cock, Joel,” You manage to breathe out, your voice barely above a whisper. You see Joel’s eyes darken with desire despite lying in the dimly lit room.

He takes in your words and it causes a long pause, your mind can't help but wander elsewhere and you feel self-conscious about being the only one undressed. Your instinct kicks in and you involuntarily close your legs, only to receive a smack on the back of your thigh.

Joel's hand moves from your thigh to your face, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. "Don't get shy on me," he whispers, his voice deep with desire. “Show me how bad you want this cock,” he adds.

Your hands move quickly to the waistband of his sweats, palming his cock from underneath.

“You always go commando at other people's houses?” You joke, probably not the best time to joke as his length twitches in your hand.

He lets out a low groan and leans in closer to you, ignoring your comment, he twirls a strand of your hair in his hand "You have no idea what you do to me," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

Really? No cocky response?

Your own body responds to his proximity, a familiar ache building between your legs. You slide your hand up and down his length, relishing in the feel of him growing harder in your grasp.

He moans softly and tilts his head back, his eyes closed in pleasure. You continue to stroke him, teasing him with slow and deliberate movements.

You pull him out and you almost moan at the sight of it. You swirl your tongue around the tip, looking up at him with an intense gaze. His eyes meet yours, filled with desire and anticipation.

You take him deeper into your mouth, savoring the taste of him. Your lips and tongue work in perfect harmony, sending shivers down his spine. He grips your hair and you feel him push down on your head, choking around him and the vibration makes his cock twitch in your mouth.

“That’s right, fuck. Take it like a good girl.”

“Want my cum, baby?” He thrusts deeper into your mouth, “Maybe I should cum all over your face and send you to bed.”

“That what’cha want, baby?”

When he speaks, his words send a thrill of excitement through you.

You pull off of him and eagerly reply “need you inside me, Joel.”

With that, he tugs at your hair, jerking your head to look up at him.

“Don’t tell me what you need,” he says.

You feel a rush of excitement and anticipation as he takes control, his dominant demeanor sending shivers down your spine. You bite your lip, holding back a moan as his grip on your hair tightens.

He leans in close to your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your neck. "I know what you need," he whispers, his voice low and commanding. "Need me to make you mine, fuck my cum into you, huh? Leave you dripping.”

You feel his hand move down your body, trailing over your curves and sending sparks of pleasure through you. His fingers find their way between your thighs, and you gasp as he teases your clit, making you wet and needy.

"Please," you whimper, your voice barely audible.

"Please what?" he asks, his voice dripping with arousal. "Beg for it.” “Beg for your dads best friend to fuck you.”

You feel a surge of heat between your legs, and you can't help but moan as his fingers continue to work their magic on your sensitive flesh. "Please," you plead, your body trembling with need. "Fuck me. Make me yours."

He grins, his eyes dark with desire. "Wonder what your daddy would think of you beggin’ for my cum." He says, his voice rough with lust. "Spread your legs for me."

You obey, parting your thighs to give him better access. He wastes no time, slipping two fingers inside you and starting to pump them in and out, the slick sound of his movements filling the air. You moan again, louder this time, and he smirks.

He slips his free hand over your mouth.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his fingers finding your clit once more. "Come for me. Come on my fingers.”

You can't hold back any longer, your body exploding in pleasure as you come undone around his fingers. He watches you, his eyes dark with hunger, until you're spent and shaking.

The hand on your mouth slowly moves down, slipping a thumb into your mouth as you eagerly oblige. Taking him into your mouth with his cock leaking over you, and a mix of pre-cum and your spit coating your overstimulated cunt.

He lines himself up with you, pressing the tip of his cock against your entrance.

You can feel how hard he is, and you ache for him to be inside you. He teases you for a moment, dragging his cock up and down your slick folds, before pushing himself deep inside you with one swift thrust.

He removes himself from your mouth, moving down to knead your breasts.

His tongue slips into your mouth before a loud moan escapes you.

​​Your body arches towards his touch as he kneads and pinches your nipples, sending waves of pleasure through your body. With every thrust of his hips, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. The sounds of your moans and his grunts fill the room as your bodies move in perfect harmony.

He breaks the kiss to move down your body, trailing kisses and nibbles along your neck, collarbone, and breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around it, while his hand continues to play with the other. Your back arches off the bed as a whimper escapes your lips.

You strip Joel of his shirt, finally getting to feel him skin to skin. You run your hands over his muscled chest and make their way up to his scalp, massaging his hair as he thrusts deeper, hitting all the right spots inside of you. You moan and gasp, feeling the pleasure building up inside of you.

Joel lifts his head and looks into your eyes. He leans in and kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. As he continues to thrust, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

“I’m so close, Joel.”

“Yeah?” he breathes out

“Come on my cock.”

Joel's movements become more urgent, and he pumps into you faster and harder. The sensation of his cock rubbing against your walls is almost too much, and you feel yourself teetering on the brink of orgasm.

Joel grunts and groans as he thrusts, his body slick with sweat. His lips find yours again, and he kisses you fiercely, his tongue battling with yours. The intensity of the kiss matches the rhythm of his movements, and you can tell that he's just as close as you are.

With a muffled cry, you finally go over the edge, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over you. Joel follows you moments later, his cock pulsing inside of you as he coats your walls.

You were so fucking relieved you’d been on the pill, although, you wouldn’t mind mothering his children.

The thought had you smiling a little.

As you both catch your breath, Joel collapses on top of you, his arms wrapping tightly around you. You can feel his heart pounding against your chest, and you realize that you've never felt closer to him than in this moment.

After a few minutes, Joel rolls off of you, his breathing starting to slow. He pulls you close, his hand stroking your hair as you both lay there in silence.

“What am I gonna do with you?” Joel whispers, breaking the silence.

You look up at him, feeling a sense of warmth and security in his embrace. You smile, knowing that you could stay like this forever.

"I ‘dunno," you reply softly, tracing circles on his chest with your fingers. "What do you wanna do with me?"

Joel chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, I could keep you all to myself," he says, pulling you even closer.

He could if he wanted to.

[baekhvuns]

Okay I'm here after reading all the hwa ffs in less than a month (talent ladies). So, I'm going to review it. Although, ik everyone already knows how perfect those ffs are but hey.

1. Bodygaurd

Accidentally tumbled upon this and I'm glad I did. I mean it's been so much time I've spent on Tumblr and then this shows like a miracle. So, OHMYGOD PARK SEONGHWA IN A SUIT AND GLASSES , READY TO SHOOT SOMEONE WHO COMES NEAR ME?!?! Perfect. The story was so well-planned and i like how even though y/n had grown up through so many hurdles she still was so cheerful and bubbly and not all emo and depressed. Ok i get if some fic writers do it in a few of their fic i get it, sometimes the mc has to have some issues BUT I'm tired of it. Really. I'm trying to escape this reality to somewhere where I can be someone i very much aspire to be and not to be depressed which I practically I am irl so ...yeah 😃. Oh and tears. I did tell u i cried and i was not joking.

2. Just friends

You knew ... you knew what you were doing when you wrote that and how much of an impact it would have on us. I can literally hear that one tiktok sound that goes "the hOe$ gonna love this..." AND I BET THATS WHAT WENT THROUGH YOUR HEAD. But let be real tho, this fic was everything. When the fashion world gets involved with love and Seonghwa?!?! Masterpiece. Shakespeare could never. Plus the clothes inspo?!? This was one of the fic i could actually visualise yk?

3. Rewrite the stars

These types of tropes are basically what I live for. Its like you know you have limited time, you can't fall in love, you mustn't but...oh well look at how the sun shines on his face as he gives his million dollar smile. I think it'd be fine to fall in love. Even if it's just for a few days. Maybe just for tonight.

*kickin the air and rolling in my bed* OH AND BUDAPEST??? 🫠🫠

4. The Duke and his general

Its a classic.

I thought.

But oh boy was i wrong. First of all the simplicity of the fic..and the classic trope but then you get to the plot and then boom! Its like i kind of have gotten used to the whole meet -> fall in love -> get heart broken -> finally together.

And honestly I'm glad I saw the fic after they'd already been written completely because lord knows what I would've done with the whole amount of curiosity after every part.

5. Mr and Mrs Park

Holy oompa loompas THIS!!! THIS IS WHAT WE CALL 'INSPIRATION'!! Ykw...i don't even have words. The last scene at the beach tho. Chills literal ✨chills✨. And the whole loop that starts from the 'A. You messed up' and it ended on the same line but obviously now it had a diff. Meaning. And ong I can never look at a person named 'nayoung' the same.

6. Khronos

No words.Just tears and trauma.

7. The trouble with hating you

Again, the trope was simple. And oh we have seen it in so many movies and dramas about this. BUT yet again you sprinkled it with your own touch. Idk how you do it but when I read your fic i actually transform into yn. I am the real yn when I'm so into reading those lines and talking to air that my family becomes concerned but do i care?...no. and that's what we need in a story! I really hated hwa here tho. HOW COULD YOU?? But hey, yn's got charms 😏

8. Lets not fall in love, again

This was so hurtful. Because, i did not know people getting divorced felt like that. See? That's how you elucidate the feelings. When you're single asf but you still feel the pain of getting seperated from a man who has no idea you exist. Yes. I also recently realised that you have kind of a lot going on. Which again! Intersting.

At first, i was so mad at hwa at the start of the fic i was like wth did I even do. Turns out....he just did it out of love 😭. So pure.

Basically you have the best ffs I have read so far. 🙌🙌

o my god i am actually screaming

1. bodyguard : Accidentally tumbled upon this and I'm glad I did. I mean it's been so much time I've spent on Tumblr and then this shows like a miracle. So, OHMYGOD PARK SEONGHWA IN A SUIT AND GLASSES, READY TO SHOOT SOMEONE WHO COMES NEAR ME?!?! Perfect. The story was so well-planned and i like how even though y/n had grown up through so many hurdles she still was so cheerful and bubbly and not all emo and depressed. Ok i get if some fic writers do it in a few of their fic i get it, sometimes the mc has to have some issues BUT I'm tired of it. Really. I'm trying to escape this reality to somewhere where I can be someone i very much aspire to be and not to be depressed which I practically I am irl so ..yeah g. On and tears. I did tell u i cried and i was not joking.

DBWNDJWKDHWKHEKW IM CRYING UR SO SWEET FOR THIS REVIEW IM ACTUALLY GONNA SOB BFMWDH no bc ur so right on that part like why do all the yn’s gotta be depressed, let’s make the guy depressed 🤚🏻 u are so right on that last part 100% !!!

2. just friends : You knew ... you knew what you were doing when you wrote that and how much of an impact it would have on us. I can literally hear that one tiktok sound that goes "the hOe$ gonna love this... AND I BET THATS WHAT WENT THROUGH YOUR HEAD. But let be real tho, this fic was everything. When the fashion world gets involved with love and Seonghwa?!?! Masterpiece. Shakespeare could never. Plus the clothes inspo?!? This was one of the fic i could actually visualise yk?

THE WAY I FUCKING GASPED AT THE MEME JFBWKCJSKD I KNEW THIS WAS COMING 😭😭😭😭😭 o i did EXACTLY THAT 🥰🥰 i knew how nasty this fic would be and what the reaction will be, two top models and enemies??? sign me up! this fic was my fashion résumé actually <3 RIGHT I LOVED WRITING THE PHYSICAL PHOTOSHOOT ITSELF

3. rewrite the stars : These types of tropes are basically what I live for. Its like you know you have limited time, you can't fall in love, you mustn't but…oh well look at how the sun shines on his face as he gives his million dollar smile. I think it'd be fine to fall in love. Even if it's just for a few days. Maybe just for tonight. *kickin the air and rolling in my bed* OH AND BUDAPEST??? 🫠🫠

no ur so right, these travelling romances are the >>>> top tier of any tier,, the thrill of romance & the separation 😮‍💨😮‍💨 OH MY GOD IM GONNA STEAL THAT PARAGRAPH MISS CHAERSSSS !!!!! U MAD EMT MIND GO BRRR WITH THAT & yes budapest <3 im absolutely in love w that city, was debating on italy but miss budapest got me

4. the uke and his general : Its a classic. I thought. But oh boy was i wrong. First of all the simplicity of the fic..and the classic trope but then you get to the plot and then boom! Its like i kind of have gotten used to the whole meet - fall in love - get heart broken -> finally together. And honestly I'm glad I saw the fic after they'd already been written completely because lord knows what I would've done with the whole amount of curiosity after every part.

FBWKDHSK U FOUND MY FORMULA AND I WILL USE EVERY BIT OF IT! ahhh ur right, a simple fic turned out to be so big it amazes me! it really was a craze the curiosity and excitement when i first released it, the anons attacking hwa during that time in the fic amazing ✊🏻

5. mr and mrs park : Holy oompa loompas THIS!!! THIS IS WHAT WE CALL 'INSPIRATION'!! Ykw... don't even have words. The last scene at the beach tho. Chills literal ✨ chills. ✨ And the whole loop that starts from the 'A. You messed up' and it ended on the same line but obviously now it had a diff. Meaning. And ong I can never look at a person named 'nayoung' the same.

FBWKDHWK THE SCENE WHERE “come to daddy” *beats the shit out him* “who’s your daddy now” IM FJWKHD 🤲🏻🤲🏻 nayoung will make a return in this blog again in that yunho fic <3

6. khronos : No words. Just tears and trauma.

7. the trouble with hating you : Again, the trope was simple. And oh we have seen it in so many movies and dramas about this. BUT yet again you sprinkled it with your own touch. Idk how you do it but when I read your fic i actually transform into yn. I am the real yn when I'm so into reading those lines and talking to air that my family becomes concerned but do i care?...no. and that's what we need in a story! I really hated hwa here tho. HOW COULD YOU?? But hey, yn's got charms

DBQNJDKWHDKW IM SO GLAD ITS READ LIKE THIS, TEARS IN MY EYES these are the biggest compliments ever 😭😭😭😭 HEY ITS ALL ATEEZ’S FAULT IN THAT OKAYF HWJDHEJ

8. lets not fall in love, again : This was so hurtful. Because, i did not know people getting divorced felt like that. See? That's how you elucidate the feelings. When you're single asf but you still feel the pain of getting seperated from a man who has no idea you exist. Yes. I also recently realised that you have kind of a lot going on. Which again! Intersting. At first, i was so mad at hwa at the start of the fic i was like wth did I even do. Turns out....he just did it out of love 😭. So pure. Basically you have the best ffs I have read so far.

this is the best description of that fic, he did out of love 😭😭😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!! ALL OF THIS HAS MADE MY ENTIRE YEAR IM GONNA BE SAVING THIS WHEN I NEED TO SMILE STOP IT THIS IS SO NICE FBNWDJKW 😭😭😭😭