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sissylittlefeather · 8 months

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Come Back, Joe

A/N: The people demanded a smutty one-shot and a smutty one-shot they shall have. Now, this one is for the character Joe Lightcloud from Elvis's movie Stay Away Joe. The movie is not my favorite (at all), but Joe is sexy AF. And honestly, we're kind of kindred spirits in some ways. So, thus, a fic was born. It's a dirty, smutty little ride, lemme tell ya. I hope you all enjoy it!

OH, reader is Native, so just use your imagination if you're not.

Warnings: definitely 18+, minors DNI at all, kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (both receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, and use of alcohol

Word count: ~4.5k

Unfamiliar with Joe? Here ya go:

"Joe's back!"

"What do you mean he's back?"

"He's back at Charlie's place! He's having a party tonight."

You try to hide your excitement that your best friend is back from wherever he was this time. He does this. He leaves and comes back. Every time he goes, you're worried it's the last time you'll see him, but he always seems to come back eventually.

"We better go get ready then." You walk around the counter of the diner you work at and take your apron off. Bonnie smiles, glad that you're leaving with her. Your boss yells at you from across the restaurant.

"Hey! I told you if you left again you'd be fired!" You turn around as you walk out and holler.

"Guess I'm fired then!" You turn back to Bonnie and both of you giggle as you make your way out of the diner. It's been months since you saw Joe last and he always throws the best parties.

******

You arrive at the party in the middle of a fight. This is not a surprise to you. There's always at least one fight at any good party. Still, you can't find Joe. Eventually, he comes back inside to break up the fight followed by a pretty girl adjusting her clothes. This is also not a surprise to you. And even though you wish it had been you to get to him first, you can't be mad. It's not like you've been a saint while he's been gone. In fact, you currently have the arm of your newest fling wrapped around your shoulders. You take another sip of your beer and wait for Joe to see you.

He finally catches a glimpse of you from across the room. His eyes run up your body from your boots to your low cut jeans and silver belt buckle, up to your pink and green plaid shirt tied up so that your belly button is showing, all the way to your hair in two long black braids.

"Well, I'll be damned." You hear him behind you before you feel him tug on your braid. You slip out from under the new guy's arm and turn to face him. He grabs both braids and pulls on them.

"What're these? Handlebars?" You push on his chest with both hands and then he grabs you and picks you up, spinning you around with your feet off the ground. He sets you down and steps back to look you. "Yep, still as good as I remember."

"Shut up, Joe, and give me a real kiss."

"You don't have to tell me twice, honey." He pulls you in and wraps his arms around you, leaning in to part your lips with his and slide his tongue into your mouth. The kiss is familiar and you both sink into it happily.

As you make out, your newest fling grabs Bonnie.

"Who's the guy?"

"That's Joe. It's not worth trying to fight him. You won't win. They belong together, but they seem to be the only people who don't know that."

"Hmm. You need a new drink?" Bonnie nods and they walk off together, leaving you and Joe to get reacquainted.

You spend the rest of the party together, drinking and dancing and doing all the things that you both love. At the end of the night, you tumble back to your car and slide into the backseat together. You both kick off your boots and he tears at your new shirt. A couple of buttons pop off and he pulls it off of you and then sends your bra flying into the front seat. His denim jacket and yellow button down are the next things to go and you press your skin against his. It doesn't take long for him to get both your and his jeans off as well, kissing down your body. You know where he's headed and you're not complaining. This is his favorite thing and he's so skilled, you'll let him do it as often as he wants. He situates himself between your thighs and drags his tongue up your slit to land on the sensitive spot at the top. He moves his tongue over and around your clit before grunting into you.

"Goddamn, I missed you."

"Don't stop!"

"Yes ma'am." He dives back into licking your pussy and you arch your back and moan. The way he moves his tongue is unrelenting and you feel the electricity gather deep in your abdomen. He slides one finger and then two deep inside you and pushes them in and out quickly.

"Oh, fuck, Joe!!" You scream as your orgasm slams into you, running like wildfire in your veins until your legs shake as he continues to lick you.

"You want another one, baby?" He whispers before going back to moving his tongue on your clit.

"Mhmm." You groan as the sensation overwhelms you. He sucks lightly on your clit and then goes back to running his tongue in circles around it.

"Come on, baby. Daddy wants to fuck you." He does a come here motion with his two fingers inside you and you gasp as another orgasm explodes between your legs. "There it is. Good girl."

He kisses your clit one last time and then moves back up your body, dropping his lips onto your skin periodically as he does. When he gets back up to your mouth, he dips his tongue between your lips and then nibbles on the bottom one.

"Sit up." You say seductively. He follows instructions and sits up on the back seat as you position yourself with one knee on either side of his hips. He holds your ribcage with both hands and lines you up to sink onto his cock. As he slides into you, he groans and rolls his hips forward. Once he's filling you completely, you kiss him on the mouth again and whisper.

"I missed you too." You begin to bounce up and down on him and he grunts. His dick hits the perfect place inside you to drive you wild. After a few minutes of this, you switch to rolling your hips against his, pushing him deeper and deeper. While you work his cock with your pussy, he lets his mouth wander on your breasts, sucking on each nipple gently. He holds your back with both hands and drags his tongue up your neck to nibble on your earlobe.

"Mmm. I'm gettin' close, honey." He flips you over on the car seat hovering over you and fucks into you vigorously. You wrap your legs around him and he groans. "You're gonna kill me."

"Like you don't love it." You moan into his ear as he gets closer and closer.

"I do love you-IT. I LOVE IT." He slams into you one last time and cums hard inside you, shuddering as he does. He stays with his head on your shoulder for a bit, really hoping you didn't catch what he said. But you did. And you're not sure how to respond. You want to tell him that you love him too- always have- but you're pretty sure that's not what he wants to hear. So instead you swallow your feelings, again, and pretend like it didn't happen. You lift his head up off your shoulder and run your fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead.

"You got somewhere to stay tonight?"

"There's some ground around here with my name on it."

"You wanna come with me?" His brain is screaming just say yes, but for some reason he can't. You're not sure why you even asked. He never stays with you.

"Nah, honey, I'm okay here."

"Alright then. Well, I'd better get going." You both move to get dressed and he fetches your clothes from the front seat for you. Once you're both fully clothed again, you slip out of the backseat and stand next to your car.

"Bye, Joe." You smile halfheartedly, knowing it'll probably be a while before you see him again. He starts to walk away from you and you turn to open your car door.

"Y/n, wait." He walks back to you and wraps you in his arms, pressing his mouth to yours. He kisses you two or three more times before he finally lets go of you. "I'll see you around."

He heads back toward the house and you get in your car to drive home.

******

A couple of weeks go by and you're back to working your job at the diner. You had to do something to pay for the small apartment in town that you and Bonnie share. She keeps you informed about Joe's activities. Her brother is Joe's best friend, so she has a direct line to what he's doing. Usually when he's in town you see each other a lot more, but he seems to be particularly busy with the cattle situation and that girl Mamie Callahan. You hear about several parties during this time but you're not excited to watch him flirt with Mamie, so you keep your head down for the moment.

You're not sure why it seems to bother you this much. Normally he flirts with girls and you flirt with guys and then you fuck each other in between, but something changed the last time you were together. He seemed to mean it more. You both did, really, and it seems to have you both a little freaked out.

But more importantly, in that time when Joe's occupied, you meet Paul. Paul is a traveling salesman who happens to come into your diner one Thursday night. He takes you to dinner the next night and a romance is born. He's the complete opposite of Joe and you decide that's probably a good thing. To begin with, he's white, with sandy blonde hair and green eyes. He's gainfully employed and never has more than two drinks. And he probably wouldn't cheat on you even if he could. You're not in love with him yet, but you could be, and he's the kind of guy you should marry. Not Joe. No matter how much you love him.

Either way, about three weeks after his coming home party, Joe wanders into your diner around closing time.

"You didn't come to my party."

"Which one?"

"The big one. After the house fell down and we brought the cattle home."

"Your wedding party, you mean?"

"Wedding... no I didn't get married."

"What happened to Mamie?"

"She went home with her mama. Is that why you didn't come? Because of Mamie?" Somewhere inside him there's a sliver of happiness that you were jealous.

"No. I had a date." The happiness is snuffed out and replaced with something else.

"A date?"

"Yes. It's what real men do when they like a woman." He's been around for your hookups, but a real date is completely different.

"With who?"

"His name is Paul."

"I don't know him."

"You don't need to." You stand in opposition, the air between you charged with anger or sex or love or all three. He tips his hat up and pulls a cigar from his pocket.

"Well, I came to see if you'd like to have a drink with me."

"Sure." You angrily finish your closing duties and holler to the manager that you'll see him tomorrow. Then, you take off your apron and go with Joe. He's bought a new convertible, so you slide into the passenger seat and try to calm yourself. He gets in the car next to you and aggressively starts it up. You sit in your seat and fume silently. He has no room to be upset here. Last you heard he was going to marry Mamie Callahan.

He looks over at you as you stare out the window. Inside he's a mess of anger, jealousy, and confusion. Why should it bother him that you're dating someone real? He's not trying to get into anything real with anyone, even you. Although, if he was ever going to, he always thought it would be with you. Maybe that's what's upsetting him. There's an unspoken promise between you that the only serious thing you'd ever have would be with each other. Now you've gone and violated that. He whips the car into the bar parking lot and jumps out.

"You comin'?" He asks you sullenly.

"I'm not sure why, but yes."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Why are you so angry?"

"I'm not." You walk into the bar together and sit silently drinking shots of whiskey. After four of them, you look at your watch. It's almost 9 and you told Paul you'd call him tonight. You slide off your stool and head to the pay phone right outside the bathrooms.

"Where are you goin?" He hollers as you walk away.

"Phone call." You hold up your change and walk away without turning back. After talking to Paul for a few minutes, you feel Joe come up behind you.

"Paul, babe, I need to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow?" He agrees and you hang up. When you turn around, Joe is looming over you.

"Babe?"

"What about it?" You can tell Joe has had a few more shots since you left him at the bar.

"You never called me babe."

"You never took me on a date."

"What do you call what we're doing right now?"

"You do this with your buddies. This is not a date." He seems a little stricken by your comment. Did he really think this was a date?

"Whatever. Babe better hope I never run into him or I'll-"

"What, Joe? Beat his ass? Why?" The tension is building between the two of you as you yell at each other.

"Because maybe I wanted to take you on a date!"

"Then you should've asked me because it's too late now!"

"Oh, is it?!"

"Yes!" You stand and glare at each other for about thirty seconds before neither of you can stand it anymore and his lips crash into yours in a passionate kiss. Your hands go straight to the buttons on his shirt and he turns you around and walks you into the bar bathroom, locking it behind you. He grabs your ass and pulls your hips into his where you can feel his growing erection. You kiss deeply with your tongues dancing against each other and tear at clothing until you're naked enough for him to turn you around to face the mirror. He bends his knees slightly and pushes into you from behind.

"Fuck, yes, Joe!" You scream as he pounds into you, holding onto your hip and your shoulder while he fucks you. He watches your breasts bounce in the mirror with each thrust and grunts. The heady combination of whiskey and sex has you both speeding toward a climax. He moves the hand that was on your shoulder down to your clit and rubs circles as he continues to rut into you. It doesn't take much longer for your orgasm to overwhelm you and you cum hard on his dick. Once he's certain you're satisfied, he pulls out and turns you around to face him. He lifts you slightly to sit on the edge of the sink and slides his cock back inside you. He kisses your mouth again passionately as he fucks you for a few more seconds before he has to give in, shuddering and filling you with his warmth.

"Yes, y/n, fuck yes!" He cries out before collapsing on your shoulder as you both try to catch your breath. "I want you to be mine, y/n."

"You should've thought of that a long time ago." He slips out of you and you both put your clothes back on in silence. After you're dressed he puts his hand on your cheek.

"Why is it too late?"

"He's a good guy, Joe. He'll take care of me and be true to me. I'm not sure I can trust you to do either of those things." That cuts him; you can tell. But he can't deny it. You unlock the door and walk out of the bar bathroom with him following you closely. You slap a $20 bill on the counter for your drinks and head out to his car.

"Y/n wait!" You round on him and hope he can't see the tears in your eyes. He can.

"What?!"

"What if I-"

"Just stay away from me, Joe. I can't keep doing this. And I don't want one of your half-ass promises. I want something real. Someone who loves me." He stands and stares at you silently willing himself to say that he does. But he still can't.

Just then, Bonnie and her brother pull up. Brock gets out and you jump in the truck with her.

"Can you take me home?"

"Sure? What happened?"

"Nothing." As you drive away, you notice Joe looking at the ground and shaking his head. Then he goes back into the bar with Brock. You ride in silence as Bonnie takes you back to your apartment.

******

Another month passes and you continue to date Paul. You don't tell him about Joe, but it's over, so there really isn't anything to tell anymore.

Joe, on the other hand, spends two weeks in a bar trying to forget you. But no matter how much liquor he consumes or women he tries (and fails) to fuck, all he thinks about is you. After his two week bender, he gets up one morning determined to make something happen.

When it's time for Paul to move on to his next town, he has the crazy idea to ask you to go with him. It's only been a couple of months, but you decide to say yes. You can always come back if you need to, but something tells you you won't be back. If you leave with Paul, he becomes your future. This is okay except for one thing: Joe. You haven't heard anything about him in the month since you've been apart. You're not sure where the disconnect happened, but Bonnie doesn't share any more information with you. So when you decide you need to talk to Joe, you have no idea where to start looking.

"Bonnie, I just wanna say goodbye."

"Why? Why not just go, since you've clearly moved on?"

"I don't know! I just feel like I owe it to him."

"He's still living out at Charlie's place."

"Thank you. Was that so hard?"

"No, but I don't see why you need to hurt him twice." You think about what Bonnie said, but you still need to say goodbye. He's probably moved on anyway.

******

When you get out to Charlie's place you're surprised to see a trailer out there, in addition to the newly built little house. You knock on the door to the house and Charlie answers. He points you to the trailer and says that's where Joe's been living. You're a little shocked because you can't remember the last time Joe had a proper roof to sleep under, but you make your way to the trailer anyway. You put your hand up to knock, but your heart stops when you do.

What are you doing? He did exactly what you asked him to do and here you are coming back to him. You turn to walk away and then hear the door open behind you.

"Y/n, you're here?" You turn back to see him standing in the doorway looking just as good as ever.

"Yeah, I was looking for you." He steps out of the trailer and walks over to you.

"You told me to stay away."

"Yeah, I know."

"I'm not ready for you to be here yet."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, not like that. I just... I wanted to have the house out here before I showed you."

"Showed me what? It doesn't matter. I'm leaving, Joe."

"Wait, what? Why?"

"I'm going with Paul." He bristles when he hears the name.

"You're still with that guy."

"Yeah, I am."

"You can't go with him." The old familiar anger washes over both of you.

"You don't tell me what to do!"

"I'm tellin' you what not to do!"

"Same thing!" His nostrils flare and you clench your fists.

"Fine. Now I'm tellin' you what to do. Stay here with me." You see his jaw flex, his blue eyes bright with passion.

"Joe, why the hell would I stay here with you?!"

"BECAUSE I FUCKIN' LOVE YOU, OKAY?!" Your mouth pops open in shock and he rubs his eyes with his hand. "I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean to scream it at you like that. But look, I've been working the bull riding shows and saving up money. The cattle business is starting to bring in some income too. My plan was to get us a little house out here- with plumbing and everything- and have it all ready before I came to you."

"You've been doing all of that... for me?"

"I wanna marry you, y/n. I tried livin' without you and I just can't do it."

"What about Mamie? And all the other girls out there just like her?"

"Brock can have 'em. I just want you."

"You're sure about that?" He nods his head and walks over close to you.

"I'm damn sure." He puts his hand on the side of your neck and pulls you into him, kissing you deeply. He backs away and looks into your face. "So, what do ya think? You wanna marry me?"

"I don't know. You've changed so much; I feel like I don't even know you."

"Say yes and at the party tonight I'll show you that not everything has changed." He grins devilishly and kisses you again, this time wrapping his other arm around your waist to press your body into his. You throw your arms around his neck and hold onto him tightly. This is everything you've ever wanted from Joe, so you know your answer. When he finally pulls back out of the kiss, he hovers over your mouth in anticipation.

"Yes."

You hear a whoop behind you and you both turn and look to find Charlie there watching you. He hollers from the porch.

"It's about damn time you two kids figured that out." Joe hollers back.

"Spread the word. There's gonna be one hell of a party here tonight." He crashes his lips into yours again and you practically drag him into the trailer, your mouths never leaving each other.

You kick off your boots and he does too as you stumble back to the small bedroom. As he undresses you, he presses hot kisses to your skin and then lays you down on the bed. He takes his clothes off too and then lays down next to you, running his hand over your body gently. Then, he leans in and kisses your neck and down your chest to one of your nipples. His fingers tease the other one and he takes your whole breast in his hand and squeezes gently.

"What are you doing?" He's never been this gentle or slow with you before, so you're not sure what's happening.

"I'm making love to you. Don't you like it?"

"Oh. Kinda just want you to fuck me like always." His eyes light up and he looks down at you hungrily.

"I can do that. C'mere." He lays on his back and situates your hips over his face. He starts in on your clit, licking quick circles over and around it. You have to lean your head against the wall and bite your lip to keep from screaming. He slips two fingers into you and pumps them in and out while he sucks on your clit lightly and then goes back to licking circles.

"Oh, fuck, Joe. Goddamn that's so good." The pressure begins to build and the sensation of his tongue on you is about to drive you crazy when he whispers.

"Cum for daddy, honey."

You slam your hand on the wall and do as you're told, walls fluttering and pulsing as your climax pounds into you from every direction. You grind against his face as you ride out the high of your orgasm.

"You want another-"

"No." You pull back off of him and crawl down to between his legs.

"Oh god, baby, yes." He moans as you hold his cock in one hand, rolling his foreskin back, and lick up the shaft to the head, swirling your tongue around the tip. His hand finds your hair and he grabs a handful as you bounce up and down on him. Then, you push as much of him into your mouth as possible, letting him hit the back of your throat as you press your nose into the soft patch of hair at the base of him. He groans and leans his head back, holding your hair a little tighter.

"Honey, if you don't stop, this is gonna be as far as we get." You bounce two more times and then suck off the tip with a small pop.

"Yes sir." You smile and move back up his body. He rolls you over onto your back and kisses your shoulder as he lines himself up with your entrance.

"Now can I make love to you?" You laugh and nod.

"Yes, baby." He pushes into you slowly and kisses your mouth as he picks up a steady rhythm.

"I do love you, y/n."

"I know, Joe. I love you too." He peppers you with kisses all over your face and neck as he pumps in and out of you. It doesn't take much longer for him to cuss and fill you with his warmth. You lay there together naked and wrapped in each other. There's a new satisfaction to the way you are together knowing that it's real and nothing is going to tear you apart this time. You're lost in this post-sex bliss when there's a sharp knock on the door.

"Joe! Get out here! I heard we were havin' a party!" It's Brock and you hear Bonnie holler next.

"Get your clothes on and come on out! We brought beer and whiskey!" Joe looks at you and kisses your forehead. Then you both jump up and dress as quickly as possible. You've never been the type of people to miss out on a good party. He takes your hand and you make your way out of the trailer to a cascade of whoops and hollers. You'll have some kind of ceremony soon, but to your friends and family, you're already married. Joe keeps you close to him all night, but the party rages on. At the end of it, he grabs you and pulls you out to his car.

"Joe, we have a perfectly good bed in the trailer."

"Yeah, but I promised you not everything had changed."

He winks and you climb into the backseat. He might have a job and roof, but he's still your same old Joe.

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The End

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your-nanas-house · 1 year

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A real cowboy

◇ Pairing: Joe Lightcloud X city girl!Reader

◇ Warnings: alchol, cowboys, flirt, Joe Lightcloud

◇ Summary: Joe Lightcloud wants to meet the new family that just moved from the town to the coutryside, especially the young woman that apparently lives there.

◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. Please give me some ideas to continue this series, I managed to write the second chapter too but I'm pretty sure that it won't keep going without ideas. 🥲 Also here the series I was talking about @vintagepresley. The plot isn't the one of the movie and I apologies if Joe is a bit OOC. Series Masterlist.

The old Western saloon in the small town was as full as any other day, many cowboys went there to meet their friends and have a chat with beers in hand or whiskey if they could get it- Joe Lightcloud was one of the cowboys in the room, he too had a glass full of whiskey in his hand, his hat was forgotten on his lap while his clothes were untidy due to the heat of that day- his white shirt was unbuttoned a few buttons showing his chest glistening from the sweat that had set in, his black trousers hugged his legs and hips perfectly, the belt held them up giving a more cowboy style that made the knees of any girl, who would look in his direction, weaken. His black hair was perfectly combed back while his lips were slightly redder than usual as he kept pressing the bottle against them to drink his third beer, too busy listening and talking to his cowboy friends to worry about the number of drinks he was consuming.

The topic they were talking about was a particular gossip that had been going around the small town in the countryside for several days now, apparently a family from the big city had recently moved in nearby, right next to the reservation where Joe lived with his family.

The gossip varied every day and was decidedly different as everyone was apparently too busy giving their opinions and fantasizing without going to find out the truth behind that family.

Some cowboys had passed by while tending their cows and had glanced at the house that had once been for sale.

Only a few had the opportunity to see some clues of who the people who had come to live there might be, many assumptions had been made after the various sightings: the women's clothes hanging outside, the flowers that appeared every day, the toys left lying around in front of the house and a broken wheelchair thrown in the trash nearby.

Joe could confirm that he was intrigued by his friends' tales, especially when a cowboy from there, called Jesse by all, the youngest of the usual group that had formed over the years, opened his mouth to reveal something.

“I've been to the house” all the voices that had previously filled the place disappeared and eyes were focused on the young man who continued “I brought the mail from town once, my mum made me take it all the way there to do the new family a favor and find out if the gossip was true” he admitted embarrassedly sipping his beer for a moment as the men invited him to continue asking a thousand questions and pondering on why he hadn't opened his mouth earlier 'why didnt you tell us anything? Who lives there? Is it true that there is an old man with a woman and a child? Is the child in a wheelchair? Whose clothes are those women's clothes that were drying?'

It was Joe who silenced the noisy group of cowboys to let Jesse, who was slightly intimidated by his friends' sudden interest but nevertheless happy to share the information, continue “there is a family living there from the city, they moved in a week ago, I haven't seen any men apart from the five year old boy-" the poor boy was interrupted again by the questions asked but soon managed to talk again, a slight blush appeared on his youthful cheeks "a young woman from the city lives there, if all the women from the city are as beautiful as her I'm ready to move in and that's all I'm saying" he admitted before finishing his beer.

The men's interest had now grown even more, especially now that they had the information they expected, unfortunately for them almost all of them were taken and as a result the only one still free among them was Joe who had half a mind to go and introduce himself to the city family, hoping to see for himself the young woman who was described almost as an angel by his young friend.

"I hear city girls aren't so difficult to win over" declared one man, busy drinking his fifth beer, provoking a statement coming out of another "I bet she'd fall at Joe's feet as soon as she sees him, just like the others"- The club filled with laughter, even Joe was laughing as he thought about what to do responding to the statement with confidence "Oh I tell you. A girl like her is gonna love me. And I'd love to show her how good a time I can give her" he declares as he taps the beer mug on the bar, adding with a casanova grin turning to the young cowboy " D'ya know where they live?" and continued just after a big swig of his beer "Maybe I could pay 'em a visit and introduce myself" the cowboy suggested before even getting a response from the young man, causing the place to fill with laughter again.

A cowboy named Nash let out an amused snort as he ordered another whiskey by making a simple hand gesture "always on the hunt, huh Joe?" the young man let out a laugh at the affirmation, responding to the taunt "Ya'll know me too well. I won't lie, I am always on the hunt for a pretty face on the countryside. And this time I'll get one that I want..like always" one of his friends patted him before Joe could stand up wishing him good luck, receiving in response an amused snort followed by a cocky sentence "Hey I don't need luck. I've got charm. This pretty girl won't know what hit 'er once she sees me".

Joe left some money on the counter and grabbed his cowboy hat, walking out of the club as his friends cheered him on, until he was in his car and on his way to the house he had heard about for several days now.

The house, where he parked his car in front, was a small house, he could see that it needed renovation but it still had a certain country charm. It was an old two-storey farmhouse made of wood stained light blue and white.

The door was on the right, also made of wood, it looked pretty old but it still closed so it wasn't a big problem, there weren't many windows decorating the house but the few that were there were definitely large, especially the one on the first floor that overlooked the kitchen and probably also the dining room.

The house was surrounded by a fence, also made of wood, which probably years before had helped to contain the cattle.

Joe got out of his bright red car, closed the door and put on his hat while he headed to the front door, his gaze kept wandering around observing his surroundings, studying the house more in the hope of getting a peek and preparing himself for whoever would be standing in front of him.

He could hear someone humming from inside the house, so someone was definitely in there- Joe just had to catch their attention by knocking on the door a couple of times just like he did after adjusting his clothes and hat one last time in the hope of charming the young city girl.

Quick but gentle footsteps came closer and closer to the door and after a few moments, the sagging piece of wood opened revealing a gorgeous young girl, Joe could easily tell she had been working without a break all day because of her tousled but still gorgeous hair, tied by a ribbon probably found by accident in her suitcase or perhaps belonging to the dress she was wearing that moment and that was definitely a dress a city girl would wear and a country girl would just dream because of the mundane life she was forced to live.

The poor dress had suffered any kind of things that day, Joe could tell, given the dust and the way it was open showing the young woman's cleavage, the skirt was even slightly torn.

The young woman however was still divine, her y/e/c eyes were fixed on the cowboy with a twinkle of confusion and surprise, her neatly trimmed eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if she was asking a silent question before she opened her gorgeous mouth "can I help you?" she asked softly, confused as to why Joe was there.

The young man took off his hat as a sign of respect, a small smile appeared on his face while he spoke to the young stranger for the first time, his eyes slowly moved taking in her entire appearance "I think I'm here to help you," the young woman's expression became more confused but her eyes did not move from his "Help me?" Joe simply nodded, leaning slightly closer to whisper in a low voice "I know women who move into the country need more than help" "what do you mean?" she asked, her expression becoming more and more confused, it quickly changed as soon as she heard the answer Joe gave her with such confidence "You need a strong man to take care of you".

The young city woman was about to reply, starting her sentence with "I-" but was soon interrupted by small footsteps followed by a tug at her skirt.

A boy of at least five years old timidly peeked out to observe who she was talking to. When his doe eyes stopped on Joe, they widened even wider and his mouth opened in even more surprise when he heard him speak, the cowboy's expression was as amused as the voice he used to greet the child “hello, little fella”.

He didn't receive a response from the little boy who began excitedly tugging at his big sister's skirt repeating the word 'cowboy' causing the young man to smile more amused and make the young woman complain in a low voice as she let the child's name slip out, allowing that way Joe to use it to address the boy "have you ever met a real cowboy, Jamie?".

The little boy quickly shook his head looking at him admiringly "no, siw! I ove youw hat!" he exclaimed enthusiastically, his eyes full of excitement; Joe looked up at his hat, a sweeter smile on his face when he answered "Why thank you Jamie. I'll let you wear it just if you promise to give it back" he said putting it on the little boy's head when he shouted "I pwomise, siw" earning a deep laugh from the cowboy who complimented him "See? You're the cutest littlest cowboy I've ever seen now just like your mama, the cutest little mama I've ever seen...what's ya name, sweetheart?" Joe asked the young woman who was still standing there in silence.

Jamie interrupted them again, correcting Joe by stating that the young woman was not his mama but his older sister and her name was Y/n, which the girl did not find very pleasant and lightly scolded the little one in a joking but serious manner.

When Joe's calloused hand touched her soft hand, it took her by surprise for a moment and her gaze shifted from her little brother back to the cowboy who with a casanova smirk lowered himself and left a small kiss on her delicate knuckles "Y/n. What a beautiful name for a beautiful lady like you."

This comment made her blush but she quickly managed to cover it from Jamie to avoid further embarrassment, unfortunately she couldn't hide it from Joe who was smiling even more mischievously at that moment.

Joe leaned against the wooden wall of the house, watching her closer, admiring her body and face before speaking again "would you care to have some moonshine with a cowboy this fine evening?" he asked, his eyes a mesmerizing blue.

The girl looked at him for a moment before frowning in confusion "a what?" she asked, receiving a small laugh from the cowboy who explained to her what a moonshine was, which was an alcoholic beverage that many cowboys drank there when they wanted to have some fun.

Y/n's eyes stayed on him as Joe leaned in closer and closer to her face while flirtatiously suggesting one more thing "Or how about coming on down to the rodeo after party and I'll teach you how to line dance? We could get to know each other better" he suggested again, a confident smile on his face, which faltered for a moment as she shook her head "I'm afraid I'm busy, thanks anyway" she said quickly, ignoring the little pout from her little brother who was longing to get to know the first real cowboy who had spoken to him better.

Joe merely nodded and smiled not taken aback by the rejection "Well shoot, ma'am! That's OK....Just know that I've got more than ten-gallon hat full of charm" he winked at her, she nodded slightly not understanding exactly what he had said to her, murmuring a small reply before handing the hat back to him "I bet you have".

She easily took Jamie in her arms who smiled at Joe, waving at him with his small hand when Y/n opened her mouth again "we're really busy now, excuse us, Jamie also has to go take his afternoon nap..so bye, sir..have a good day".

The door closed and Joe didn't have time to convince her to stay with him while the kid was asleep, he couldn't even convince her to go with him for a drink, something that didn't happen often since all the women wanted him and said yes to him without him even having to ask.

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