#joel miller x siren!xreader

[saintgoths]

ᴀQᴜᴀᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - AQUAMARINE.

[PART THREE TO THE SIREN AND THE LORELEI].

WORD COUNT - 4,223.

RATING 18+ [breast sucking, riding and heavy angst].

SUMMARY - watching someone fall out of love for you when they find out what you actually are.

if you want to join a the last of us discord/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

this seems like it needs another chapter...but i'll see if this chapter goes well. comments, likes and reblogs would be appreciated! oh and i think november by two lanes is the perfect song to listen to while reading this.

It had been at least three months since you had moved into Jackson, and there had been multiple times Joel had suggested for you to move in with him now that you two were together, but all times he had offered you to live with him, you had denied it.

It was known that you two were together, Joel was always found around you, if he wasn’t in patrol, or in his studio, or playing the guitar or with Ellie, he had followed you like a lost puppy. Joel wasn’t frustrated that you had denied his offer numerous of times, but he had wondered why you were so against it.

Though, there had been moments when you would stay over his home, and cook for him and Ellie, they had appreciated your chef skills, still, there would be times when you’d leave Jackson for almost a week without telling them anything, but you’d come back with all sorts of fishes for people to eat or have for pets. Thus, your random disappearances would be forgiven when you’d return with extra food that’ll last Jackson months.

Currently, Joel had been waiting for you downstairs, you had been staying with him for almost two weeks and almost for those two weeks you hadn’t disappeared, but you just had to break the record of you not randomly vanishing and left again.  

Whenever you left, you had always told Maria or Tommy that you were going to fish, you never informed Joel and Ellie, and they had felt uncomfortable by being left in the dark. Every time you’d leave, Joel would wait for you upstairs in his bedroom, howbeit, this Saturday night, you had rebounded to his home and entered in, you had assumed that Joel would be in his room, yet, you were wrong.

His appearance had surprised you but you had remained calm, you had peeled your jacket off your skin, as you had assumed Joel was on task to question you, and you stood correct. “Where do you go?” Joel had asked, and you were smart enough to know he was talking about where you go to fish but you had decided to answer it differently.

“I go fishing,” you lightly replied, you had dragged your coat to one of the hooks near the door and you had felt his eyes track your every move.

“You know that’s not what I asked,” Joel muttered, he had seemed tired but he was nervous and worried when you were gone, he couldn’t let it go. “Why do you never tell me when you’re about to leave?” He desperately questioned, in truth, he was anxious about her leaving one night and never coming back.

“Do I have to?” You had acknowledged with another inquiry; your lips had stretched against your face as you readied yourself to joke about the situation. “Are you turning into a helicopter boyfriend?” You annoyingly teased, while dating Joel you had realised that the man was very possessive and protective, and thanks to the under-water ability of yours, it was stronger than normal.

Joel remained quiet, but his eyes had told you that he’d rather have you tell him than erratically disappearing. “How comes you never ask me to come along? Where do you even get the tools to fish?”

You had but smiled to his inquiry and kissed him on the cheek, “I’ve always had them I just stash them in my home.”

Unsatisfied by your answer, he had looked down to his fingers, he couldn’t force you to answer him but the lack of information had made him insecure, what if you were visiting someone during your trips? Making love to them? Finding them better than him?

“Get ready for bed, I’m going to take a shower,” you gently directed, without another word, Joel had returned to his bedroom, silently gruff and crabbed due to your constant leaving him in the opaque room of secrets.

You had quickly taken a cold shower to wash of your tense muscle and fishy smell thanks to the sea-animals you catch. After you had showered, you had slipped on a short night dress you had bought from one of the attire makers in the town, it was aquamarine blue and it had complimented your skin well.

You had returned to Joel, a big and flirtatious smile stamped all over your face while Joel’s face lightened up from the sulky attitude to the aroused circumstance. You had walked through the door frame and crawled on top of the bed and hiked his lap, he was shirtless, his chest slightly hairy, but just the way you like it, you had gently brushed your fingers against his chest ere you had gingerly pressed your lips against his. While his hands had found way underneath your night gown and to your buttocks, he had felt that you had worn no underwear; moved, he had helped you pull off your night gown and immediately catered to your breast.

He sucked, and flicked his tongue against your nipple, his soft skills had motivated you to moan in desperation of him inside you, you had gracelessly pulled down his lower clothing, your chin had rested against the top of his short strands of hair, in the time you had moved yourself against him, his cock had easily found way inside you, the girth of his length appetising while the both of you had released relieved moans, the coating of your warmth and the size of his shaft in coincide.

In sync you had both rolled your hips together, the length of your arms had surrounded his shoulders during the time that his large hands had guided you to bounce against him, his hands were groped into your buttocks as he was lost into the erotic lust you had swiftly given to him. During the time he had aided the pleasure and bucked his hips upwards he had easily forgotten the upset and confused state he was previously in.

You had moaned his name an abundant of times while your back had slowly leaned towards the rear, your hips without mind convulsed forwards as you tried to catch and relief your orgasm, your mind capricious and lewd as you had felt your eyes spiral backwards and your climax reach its peak, but hungry for his apex, Joel had hugged your body closer to his as he fleshly screwed your cunt. Eager to cum, he had aggressively stroked his cock in your pussy ere releasing his load deep down your cunt.

Tired, he hauled his cock out of you and helped you lay down beside him. With his muscled arm beneath your head, he took in a deep breath and released airy chuckle. “I’m growing old,” he dryly joked, you had known that he was sometimes insecure about his age but you hadn’t cared about it, comfortable you had snuggled against him with a huge smile on your face.

You two didn’t have much of an age difference, but you had looked young and had been mistaken for an age way younger than your actual age numerous of times. “It’s okay Joel, you still fuck good,” you joked and he had pressed his lips against your forehead.

“Get to sleep.”

“Where were you?”

You’d have to be stupid to assume Ellie wouldn’t have been just as curious as Joel about your previous whereabouts, Ellie was in your life as much as Joel was and Ellie was curious about the world. Curious about everyone around her and could get quite clingy.

“I went fishing, it takes long for me to get the fishes, but I always get the job done,” the two of you had walked down Jackson, you thought hanging around Ellie was the least thing you could do since you consistently disappear without a word.

“I wanna go fishing with you,” Ellie whined while she had tagged along and followed you down the town path like the annoying kid she is, well, the annoying kid you seemed to dearly care for.

She had a father-daughter dynamic with Joel, and with you in Ellie’s life, well, Ellie hadn’t really perceived you as a “maternal” figure, but there was slightly mother and daughter bond the two of you had shared, she spoke to you about things she wouldn’t speak with Joel because she found it awkward to speak to him about it, even though he has been open to speaking about numerous things with her. “Maybe,” you easily shrugged, your hasty reaction had brought a pout on her face but Ellie had quickly moved on from the situation and began speaking about a movie she had wanted to watch because Cat continuously spoke about it.

“Pirates of the Caribbean of Stranger Tides,” Ellie drawled out, she had pressed her index finger against her chin with a curious look on her face, she had seemed totally interested in the movie even if it wasn’t the type of movie she’d watch.

“Really? Pirates of the Caribbean? I didn’t expect that to be the type of movie you’d watch,” you commented, you hadn’t really watched much of those movies but you knew it didn’t necessarily include the things Ellie liked, Ellie liked superhero moves, like Marvel or DC, or the weird corny movies Joel likes.

“Yeah, I know but I just wanna try something new, maybe I’ll like it,” she shrugged, her cheeks had then blazed with redness as you had jokingly nudged her and teased Ellie about her care for Cat. “What’s the movie about anyways?”

“It’s a movie about the discovery of mermaids…or sirens, whatever and true love,” embarrassed, Ellie’s voice had quickly trailed off, her green eyes had avoided the stare of yours and you couldn’t help but place your hand on her shoulder and bring her in.

Your smile was big, you had liked the idea Ellie had someone to distract her from her sadness and loneliness she’d often talk about when she was with you. “That’s definitely not the type of movie you’d watch.”

You had ignored the big pang you had grasped in your chest when she had mentioned the discovery of sirens. It wasn’t like Ellie and Joel were going to make any connections of the discovery sirens to you; as Ellie had comically pushed you away from her, Joel had swiftly made his way towards the both of you, he had seemed happier compared to yesterday and you had hoped the sex you two shared yesterday was the reason.

The moment he arrived to his destination, he had kissed your cheek as a symbol of hello and you had giddily scrunched your nose in response while Ellie had humorously gagged in the background. Before Joel could say anything, you were approached by one of the townswomen, Bella, she was a daughter of one of the butchers in Jackson and was deeply appreciative that you had added fishes to the cuisine.

“[Y/N]!” She brightly called out, Bella was a beautiful woman, she had a similar hair colour to Ellie’s but hers was quite darker and a pair of brown eyes, she had this signature red lipstick she was known for along with her wide smile, “your fishing is incredible, I’m so curious on how you gather so much of a variety.”

You had gleamed, your smile awkward but with your enchanting aura, it had covered the uncomfortable state you were in. “You should start doing group fishing, it’ll be safer,” Bella kindly commented, she had seemed like she had wanted the best for you, and the last thing Jackson needed was their best fisher getting hurt and attacked by Infected.

Joel had chuckled as he placed his arm against your shoulder, “she’s quite the lone-wolf when it comes to fishing.”

“I wanna learn how to fish,” Ellie pleaded, her voice was high and desperate, and it had hurt to avoid her case. It’s not like you would turn into half fish when your skin touched the water, you in truth knew how to control it. On the other hand, what had made it troubling to bring Ellie or any other people to accompany you was the technique you used to get the fishes.

“It’s impressive because you were able to catch deep sea fishes like the Alfonsino and Mirror Dory,” Bella frantically explained, tensely impressed by your experience and ability. “How were you able to catch them?” All at once, you had felt the entire world drop onto your shoulders, mutually, Ellie and Joel had looked at you, along with Bella, they had expected an answer. You had grown to be annoyed of Bella’s presence, but it wasn’t like she knew what you were and had wanted to expose you, this was just a person who was directly curious to how you were able to catch these deep-sea creatures.

You had gracelessly smiled; your body was arthritic as you had attempted to think of an answer. “I was lucky.”

“Jolly Sailor Bold,” Ellie expressly repeated as she had stuck her eyes onto the screen that had loudly played the movie Cat had given to her. Ellie had sat between you and Joel and had selfishly held the bowl of popcorn to herself, you weren’t really a fan of popcorn so you didn’t really care she had munched most of it, howbeit, the one who was chiefly annoyed was Joel who had a hard time sticking his hand into the bowl.

Apart from the popcorn, Ellie had continuously commented about the Sirens who surrounded the boat the pirates were in, spoke about how they were pretty but scary at the same time. “The Sirens remind me of you, [Y/N], especially the singing, but yours is nicer.”

“She definitely sings like one, don’t she?” Joel smiled while he had glanced at you and observed the awkward smile that had stretched against your face, you did not know how much more you had to awkwardly smile, but if it helped you to keep hiding your identity, you would smile even more.

You had forced yourself to giggle, with your arms crossed you looked back at Joel with a knowing look. “Are you trying to imply if I’m a mermaid?”

“Siren,” Ellie teasingly corrected.

As you pushed yourself to laugh, you carefully shook your head. “No, I’m not a Siren,” you cautiously reassured ere you returned your sight to the screen, you had felt Joel’s long gaze leave you a couple seconds later, he seemed unsatisfied, as if he had wanted you to say something else, disclose yourself and explain your inhuman characteristics, but there was no way Joel discerned that you were a Siren, he couldn’t have known.

It had been a month, and once again you had left Jackson without telling Joel or Ellie, it had been three days since you had disappeared and Joel had taken the initiative to follow you himself. Perhaps his eagerness would’ve been less ardent if the weather wasn’t as stormy as it was today. The weather was terrible with all the rain, thunder and lightning, before he left Jackson, he had Tommy attempt to calm him and have him stay until the weather had calmed down, even if Tommy was just as worried as Joel, riding out in this storm wasn’t the best idea, but he had to remember that whenever Joel made up his mind, it was hard to change it.

It had taken him hours for him to arrive to where you were, it was the singing that had caused him to stand correct that he finally made it to the correct fishing area, he was confused, not muddled because of the singing, mainly because of the amount of variety of fishes that had quickly swam towards the melody.

He had seen you catch them with a net and dive for more, without any equipment to provide you with aid, you had done it naturally, nevertheless, that was not even the ultimate surprising problem, what took Joel into a state of numbness was the long black tail that had seemed to be connected to the lower side of your waist, it was black with blue shades, beautiful but scary. Though, no matter how stunning your tail was, it had scared him and it took a lot for Joel to be scared.

Joel had gotten off his horse then tied his horse, Old Beardy away before he had dragged himself to follow you; you had sensed that there was someone else with you which had commenced you to swim behind a large body of rocks and change yourself back to your human form. You had hastily put on some of your clothes that had included a black bikini underwear and a short-sleeved top that coloured matched your lower clothing.

Shoeless, you had moved your feet against the sand to view who must’ve been in your area. “Joel?” You quickly breathed, surprised, your arms were crossed against your stomach, you had felt your heart attempt to jump out of your chest, “What are you doing here?” You briskly questioned, your eyebrows were furrowed and skin and clothes damp from the continuous fall of rain, but you hadn’t cared, Joel was here.

He was silent, his mind muddled during the time he tried to piece everything together, you had moved yourself closer to him but he had skimpily moved away from you. “Why were you following me?” You curiously asked, you had been fishing and coming back to Jackson with no injury long enough for anyone to not be worried, but once again, this was Joel, he was protective and would do anything to know that his loved ones were safe.

“The storm,” he barely replied, “I was worried so I came to look for you.” Not too long after his response, thunder had cried out with a breath of lightning not too far, the both of you had barely flinched, the strain between the two of you was far too forceful for it to be distracted by anything else.

“No storm isn’t going to stop me from getting more fish,” you dryly joked.

“I can see that,” he stiffly replied.

You had forced yourself to smile to his bare response. “It was romantic of you to come after me,” you comically said, “we should go back home,” you then gently instructed, optimistic to go back home with your lover, you took another step towards him but he took a step back, this step larger than the last one. You had furrowed your eyebrows; you were in hopes he hadn’t seen anything but today was an unlucky day for you.

“What are you?”

As a consequence, there was the question you had dreaded to hear from him. You had then hugged your body, in a faux confused state, you had blinked a numerous number of times and stiffly laughed. “What do you mean?”

He had blankly stared at you and had wondered how many times have you lied to him and acted dumb to questions he asked before. “There’s a lot of things about you that doesn’t make any sense, one of it you having a tail.”

You laughed at him as your arms weakly dropped to your sides. “I don’t have a tail. Maybe you’ve caught the fever that’s going around Jackson, maybe that mermaid movie influenced your mind too.”

“This isn’t the time to be joking,” Joel rudely replied.

You had easily shrugged, evasive to his questions, “help me carry the fish back to Jackson,” you had then turned your back towards him and began to make your way to your net.

“Don’t avoid this,” he called out as he followed you to where you had stored the fish. “It all makes sense, your strangeness, you leaving without telling me or even Ellie. My unnatural feelings for you, and you have these habits that are inhuman.” You weakly scoffed at his listing, this was one of the last ways you had wanted yourself to be exposed, it was undesirable, but of course Joel was the man who always wanted to know everything. “With the way people easily get mesmerised by you to the point it can get dangerous.”

“Maybe I’m just that beautiful,” you humorously replied, you had turned to look at Joel who displayed a tired and deadpan look in response. “Come on, in this weather you can get sick.”

Desperate and hopeless to prove a point, Joel clenched his fists, he hadn’t moved his feet but watched you attempt to leave but once you noticed he wouldn’t move until he got something out of you, you had rebounded to face him. “There’s just something unnatural about you.”

“Maybe it’s because you don’t trust me,”

Now, it was your turn to be tired, you had been fishing the entire day with no rest, whenever it was stormy, it was easier for you to get fish, but that had meant more work to do. “How can we have this relationship if you don’t trust me, Joel?”

“It’s because you don’t trust me!”

Exhausted and angry, Joel dropped his shoulders, irritated that she had always found humour in everything, or whenever he’d make a good point, she would always make him the problem. His voice was loud, and had mirrored the boisterous thunder that paraded in the sky, his loud response had shocked you into silence, you had finally realised how serious he was, he wasn’t just a curious partner who had wanted to know the secrets of his girlfriend. Your blinds were lifted and you were confronted with the paranoid and suspicious partner who had thought that his partner might’ve been cheating on him.

“You never tell me anything, when you’re leaving to fish, or the random moments you leave and return to your home without saying anything to me. I can tell when someone’s hiding something from me,” he sighed without hope, he had thought maybe it wasn’t the best idea to chase you in this weather, he could feel himself get ill, but there was you, you had barely worn anything and it seemed like the weather hadn’t impacted you at all.

You had remained calm even if you had wanted to bawl your eyes out and you weren’t going to cry because he was angry at you, but it was because what you were about to do now, would change the way he would feel about you for the best or for the worst.

Furthermore, you had changed, without your tail, but you had slowly revealed your inhuman state, your skin had faded into a lighter shade and your pupils had clenched into slits, gills in your cheeks had ripped open and your hands became webbed, your teeth were sharp and your hair had dropped into a longer length. You were beautiful but you were not human.

“Christ!” Joel called out, frightened he had taken a step back, he did not want to see this, see this beast that had been his lover. She had tried to speak and reach out to him, but he had hastily and harshly waved his hands forward, signalled that he had wanted her away from him. His heart was beating fast as he tried all quiet methods to calm himself down. “So, that’s how you were able to catch the fish?”

He had felt crazy, he had felt himself spinning into a turmoil of insanity and he wanted it to all go away, but it couldn’t, someone he used to make love to, the woman he had thought to be his forever partner, was an ungodly creature, one that he couldn’t understand and one he couldn’t bring himself to face. His eyes had avoided you and it hurt you. “You bewitched me,” he stuttered, and the moment he had brought himself to face you, his eyes snapped open in rage, “you spelled me!”

You had hopelessly taken a step closer to him, sadly content that he hadn’t moved away from you, but that was the least of your problems. “No, it was true love! It was all real! Everything I feel for you is true and what you feel for me is true as well!”

“No,” he shook his head, he had pointed his finger towards you, with a look of disgust, this Joel that had stood in front of you, had felt so unfamiliar, but you had to imagine what he must’ve felt. “I want you away from me.”

“We need to get back to Jackson.”

There it was again, pretending like nothing happened, it had caused him to glare at you, annoyed from your avoidant behaviour, he had moved away from you. “I need to get back to Jackson,” he bluntly corrected.

“Do you want me to leave Jackson?” You inquired, hopeful that he’d want you to stay.

Yet, he was silent, but not for long, he had eventually rebounded his gaze towards you, his look no longer the warm and kind gaze he’d usually have for you, this time, he had looked betrayed but bitter. “Do whatever you want just never be in my presence,” he dryly replied ere he unwrapped Old Beardy from where the horse was previously roped to and left you alone in the beach to dismally drown in your own pity.

songs that fit this song ⬎

⟶ two lanes - november.

⟶ nelly furtado ft timbaland - say it right.

what do you think of this chapter? before i was actually planning to make them watch the movie aquamarine hence the title lol

if you want to join a the last of us discord/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

masterlist

♆

[saintgoths]

ᴠᴇʜᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - VEHEMENT.

[PART SIX TO THE SIREN SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 4,613.

RATING - 18+. [infidelity, angst, joel being the bold and petty person he is and multiple hardcore sex].

SUMMARY - both you and Joel could feel the building intensity between the two of you, even after the intense and bitter history the two of you had shared, the both of you openly long for each other but there are two obstacles in the way, yourself and Shiloh.

if you want to join a the last of us/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

feedback would be appreciated!

As the pair were hungry, the two rode out of the woods in awkward silence, even though it had normally taken you longer to become ravenous compared to Humans, you had lately arrived to your limit. You had been in front of Joel, and comically the both of your stomachs had been faintly growling, in spite of the years of wandering around the world specifically due to the outbreak, living in Jackson had weakened both their endurance for food.

You had turned around to look at him, nonetheless of the feelings you demonstrated the night before, you had adhered it was right to get food for the both of you. “We’re near an ocean, I can go fetch us fish to eat before we make it back to Jackson,” you forwardly clarified and timid, Joel held the reigns of Old Beardy against his lower stomach and haltingly beckoned his head.

“That’ll be great,” he softly replied; and earnest to make it quicker to the beach, you had directed Mira to jaunt faster.

Still and all the ride to the beach wasn’t long, and you had lightly pondered how long it would have taken if both you and Joel were on foot. Would it have made the two of you find way to accommodate and make peace with one another? Withal, it was not like Joel had to make appease with you, especially because it was him that had made you feel like a problem. Feel ruffled because you weren’t Human.

The second you had found a good place to tie Mira around, you had directly dragged your feet against the sand once you became shoeless. With Joel left behind, he had watched you near yourself towards the cold body of water with the moment he multi-tasked to tie his horse next to your stallion, he had observed you taking off your clothes in order to prepare yourself to dive inside the water.

Despite of what you had told him the night before, he couldn’t help himself but miss you, he had missed everything about you, and favourably, you had given him parts of yourself he had longed for. Your impudence, allure and physical figure. Contrite, Joel pulled himself together, his hazel vision set on how your black tail flicked out of the water, before the entire of your body had plunged into the liquid.

It didn’t take you long for you to retrieve the fishes for the both of you to eat, in fact, you had reclaimed multiple of fishes just in case. The concept of Joel standing in front of where you would pull yourself out of, didn’t come to you, thus, the moment your eyes met with his, you weren’t familiar with how you should’ve reacted, howbeit, you kept yourself together. Silent, you had dragged yourself out of the body of liquid, the laser of his perception hot on your skin.

Your skin a lighter shade compared to your Human skin, your hair longer and your fingers webbed. The small gills in your cheek and the thin slits in your eyes, impertinent, Joel had externally gazed at every detail of your Siren frame. The black scales of your rudder that had dimly glowed blue hues, the prevailing details of your inhuman form had Joel consider that with how complicated and exact your Siren body had looked like. Perhaps Sirens weren’t an aversion, mayhap they were made to exist by God just like how Humans were but instead were made to live in the Sea.

You were beautiful, and he had no longer had any fear that had made him think other-wise. Eventually, you had looked away from him, suddenly ambivalent due to how hard he had been staring at you. “What are you doing here?”

“Waiting for you.”

Nourished, you curved your eyes at him. “You didn’t need to do that,” chiefly, with the conversation you had shared with him yesterday, you’d think he’d leave you alone, yet, Joel wasn’t always a man of his word, as well as you being a flaky person, but there was a commodity of him being there for you to make sure you came out that had made you feel cordial.

The moment your entire body had been pulled out of the water; you had forced yourself to transform back to your Human physique. Your skin had returned to its mortal shade while your hair had returned to its previous length, your hair was long but your Siren hair was considerably longer, and the webbed skin between your digits had shrunk back into your hands. Your akin legs currently separate and abruptly, you were back on your feet.

Absorbed, Joel had watched the entire transformation and the second he had realised you were naked he had briskly turned his head away from you.

“Nothing new,” you coolly muttered and satiated, Joel scoffed.

“Does it hurt?” Joel asked and the moment he had felt your body was covered, he curved his face to look at you.

“The first few times it did, but now it doesn’t anymore,” you answered, your back faced towards the bearded man as you picked up the dead fish you had collected.

“It must be strange, living with people who aren’t like you,” Joel thoughtfully commented and you had continued to achieve your task without responding to what he had said. “What type of fish did you catch?”

“Saltfish.”

Impressed, Joel nodded his head just as he directed you to where he had lit the fire within the brief time period you had assigned yourself to catch bait. Constructed, you had put down the chum and wrapped your arms around your body, the weather was cool and sunny with a bit of breeze that had poised the two of you. Perchance, it was because of the time you had currently spent together, but there was a brusque craving the two of you were hit with, perhaps, it was always there and you had pushed it away thus your explosion towards Joel the previous night.

Fluctuant, you had looked at Joel and an article in you had broadcasted that you knew that he anticipated the same emotions, but, no---you couldn’t, you couldn’t do this to Shiloh, you just couldn’t, but you did. You were in his arms; your lips longingly caressed his while your body had pressed against his physique. It was so quick, so impetuous that you didn’t even realise your frame was against the ground, ready to open to him and ready to be worn.

The fabric you had currently worn had been taken off again, and your breast, plump had faced upwards, fondled and played with by his generous hands. His lips removed off your mouth and placed against your neck, sensitive, your body had lightly jolted to his touch, the pad of his fingers had glid down the side of your waist and to the hem of your lower garment. He was quick to pull them down, quick to contact your pearl with his digits, the motion soft but the feeling had felt excessive and fervent.

Your opening wet had ached for his size, and in entreat, you had gripped your breasts and gently moaned to his touch. “Joel, please,” you perilously begged, and quickly his eyes landed on yours, his range of view hungry and sensual, he had gazed at you, his eyes inquisitive and lewd.

“What is it, gorgeous? What do you want me to do?”

His voice had been coarse and genitive, the way he had sounded had made your skin rigid and firm, timid your eyes had become low, his fingers had worked on you and you had arched your back and released a flushed moan. “What do you want me to do?” He dragged and quickly you had grabbed his wrist the moment you had recognised your climax which had throbbed to release.

“I want you to fuck me,” you implored and for one last time, you had stretched a moan, your sap had quickly slipped out of you and furthermore, you had gently run your fingers against your nectar and pushed your coated fingers into his mouth, and compliant, Joel had sucked the amrita off your digits. As his hands found way to his clothes, the Miller man had swiftly pulled off his clothing, his shaft hard which had flared hungry and cardinal.  

The moment he had lowered his body against your frame, he had embraced you once more, his caress rough and eager, your lips sore to his esurient behaviour, you had wrapped your arms around his shoulders whilst his hands found way to the back your knees. You could feel the stiffness of his cock press against your cunt and the juncture your wetness had coated around him, you loudly discharged a moan against his mouth, your eyes tight shut as your body re-adjusted to his size.

Oh, you had missed him so badly, and your body knew, throughout the time the two of you were separate, your body had craved his touch so much, Shiloh couldn’t give you what had needed but Joel did. His moves were strong and persuading, as he pressed his body in an able and laden manner, his stout bulky to prove that once again, you were his. His thrusts angry and chafe, as his hot breath waved against the edge of your neck as he chased his comfort, your moans altered loud as the head of his cock pressed against the urchin-like spots that had been elevated.

Your nails had dug into his shoulders as you submerged the need to mark his body, your digits found way to his hair, and roughly you had gripped his locks, eyes shut and cunt in ardor. “Joel,” you had whined in pleasure, the way his sac had slapped against your heat and his low grunts in memo of his pleasure, firm, your cunt had gripped around his shaft, the hotness sweeping around your body as you could feel yourself pulse around him.

“Fuck, gorgeous,” Joel sparingly moaned, his movements twitched and inconsistent as the high ride dragged through his current. The wet slaps expanded just as Joel’s figure pressed harder against your body, his seed had quickly released inside you but the hitherto hunger he had was still prominent, his hips continued to buck forward, strong and speedy, being selfish to chase his lust but his libidinous ways had caused your body to shake under his, your forehead urged against his while you had wrapped your legs around his waist, your body tight while you had eventually released a carnal nectar that had wickedly built up in your chassis.

Relieved, you had slumped your body against the cold sand to gather on what had just happened.

The two of you had barely spoke since the exchange, moreover, you had both silently consumed the fish you had finished cooking a couple of minutes ago and the both of you had awkwardly exchanged glances to each other while the other wasn’t looking.

Guilty, you had lightly bit off the fish food your teeth had dug into and slowly chewed on the fare, you had dragged your eyes to the older man who had sat opposite you, even though he had seemed sullen, you could detect the alleviation he had embodied due to the activity the both of you had shared.

“Don’t tell anyone what we did with each other,” you dryly muttered, your eyes serious while his coloured orbs met with yours. He seemed like he had attempted to hold something back, but Joel’s pettiness usually got the best of him.

“The anyone being Shiloh?”

He had seemed diverted of your request and his mean but pleasantly occupied expression had made you shrink into your error. “He’s too good to me and I ruined everything.”

In response, he shrugged. “It’s my fault for kissing you.”

“I’m the one who agreed to kissing you,” you contritely muttered as you threw away the bones of the fish you had finished eating into the fire carcass.

Silently, Joel gazed at you as he quietly disagreed with your comment, it was a moment of zeal and as Joel had no regrets with what he had done with you, he could see that you were rattled about what had just happened and he comprehended that for now, there was nothing he could do about it. In spite of that, you had all of a sudden been distracted by something that had caught your disrupted attention, he had curved his head to give attention to what had caused you to become pre-occupied and briskly, Joel had noted Shiloh and Bella come into view with their horses.

They had appeared happy and it was authentic, the moment Shiloh jumped off his horse, Rocky, Shiloh had immediately caressed you into his arms, his limbs soft and inviting which had you blended into his touch. You had returned his hug and felt Shiloh press his mouth against the top of your head.

“I missed you so much,” Bella commented then turned to look at the Miller man who had gracelessly watched the scenario occur in front of him. “Well, I missed you too,” Bella clumsily delivered in order to make Joel feel appreciated, her inept behaviour had pushed a laugh out of you as Joel uncouthly beckoned his head towards your best friend.

“Is there something wrong?”

The abrupt inquiry from Shiloh had caused you to stiffly shift your head towards him, he had his hands framed around your face just as he carefully examined your frame. During his time being in a relationship with you, Shiloh could easily tell when you were upset, and he had consistently taken your emotions seriously.

“There’s nothing wrong,” you responded but your answer hadn’t been enough for Shiloh to believe so.

Hastily, Shiloh turned to look at Joel who immediately gathered the strength to defend himself. “Did you do anything to her?” Shiloh bluntly accused and suddenly, the fear he had for the respected man had depleted, his eyes denunciatory and fervent, he had angled his body in direction of the bearded man who swiftly stole a glance from you.

“I didn’t do anything,” Joel calmly responded and in distrust, Shiloh turned to look at you then twisted his gaze to Joel once more.

“Did you say anything to upset her?” Shiloh inquired, “because that is definitely something you’re talented at.”

“Okay that’s enough,” Bella interrupted, she had fleetly dragged herself between Joel and Shiloh to prevent anything tangible, if it were to happen.

“I just told you nothing happened between [Y/N] and I, she even told you,” Joel impolitely replied, crassly, he looked at you, his eyes crude. “Did you tell him everything?” Joel questioned; his tone had bluntly hinted to the break-up you two had mutually shared a while back.

 Snotty, Shiloh curved his orbs at the older man as if what he had asked was deficient. “Of course, she did!” Shiloh arrogantly responded. “She tells me everything, I’m her boyfriend!”

Humoured, Joel crassly laughed at him, his sharp tone had caused you to diminish into your body and confused, Shiloh turned to look at you while you had looked back at him, your eyes had pleaded for him to stop. “I told you everything, now just sit down and eat.”

For your well-being, Shiloh had sat down beside you, his position grumpy and mellow, “if he had just accepted you for who you are, things wouldn’t have been so tense.”

“I’m very confused,” Bella candidly confessed. “It seems like there are things I’ve been left out of because things aren’t making any fucking sense.”

Fallen silent, the group had been sunken into their own thoughts, you had promised yourself that you wouldn’t speak anymore, if you were honest, you had been tired of hearing everyone’s voice, chiefly your own. “After this, we’re returning back to Jackson,” Joel dryly instructed, as your eyes were fixed on the ocean you were still able to catch Bella nod her head with the corner of your eyes, dismal, you had dragged your bent legs against your chest. You had then wrapped your limbs around your lower body and pressed your face against the cup of your knees and lightly fell asleep.

The moment Shiloh and Bella had finished their fare, Bella had lightly shoved you awake, the group had readied to return back to town and Shiloh and Joel were already on their feet and had carried their hooves to their horses.

The ride back to Jackson had been awkward, everyone had resumed to keep their thoughts to themselves for the sake of everybody but specifically, [Y/N]. Joel had been in front of everybody while you had been sandwiched between Bella and Shiloh. When the four had arrived to the gates they had quickly been able to note the people who had awaited at the opening, it had seemed like everyone had been able to make their way back, and you had considered it as luck. The moment you had dropped off of Mira, you had noticed the auburn haired that hastily made way to you and Joel, the person’s stance excited yet relieved.

“I thought something really bad happened to the both of you!” Ellie had cried out; her reassured physique had wrapped around you with her thin arms. Content, you had returned Ellie’s caress and gently pressed your lips at the top of her head while she quickly said a few hyped words that included of you having to tell her what had happened when you were out there.

Just as she resumed on speaking, Shiloh had appeared beside you, his large hand had been placed on your shoulder which had caused you to let go of the Williams girl who had impertinently looked at the man who stood next to you. She muttered a low welcoming to the man just as Tommy arrived and commenced to speak to both you and Joel.

“I’ll walk you home,” Shiloh candidly asserted just after Tommy left after he spoke about how he was glad everyone made it intact. It was evident that Shiloh hadn’t waited for you to tell him that you had agreed for him to take you home, he had just grabbed your arm and softly dragged you away from Ellie and Joel.

You didn’t want to see the look Ellie and Joel must’ve had on their face, aside from Joel’s apparent dislike for your romantic partner you could also tell that Ellie discernibly didn’t take liking for the nurse. Nevertheless, your home hadn’t been far from the gates but it didn’t stop Shiloh from his investigation. “Did anything happen before I came with Bella?”

You had gritted your teeth, you had wished that he had just let go of his inquiries and you had wished you didn’t fuck Joel in the beach, but you’d be lying. “Nothing happened, and if something happened, I would’ve told you.” You impatiently declared and with his hand now moved into your hand, Shiloh turned to look at you, the both of you had arrived to the destination of your home and it had seemed like the weather had begun to pick up the babble, you weren’t surprised, you can tell the nice weather was about to change the moment you saw the skies blue darken.

Your partner had then cupped your face, his face solemn but satisfied. “Good, I’m just glad nothing happened to you, and that you’re safe,” he kindly declared, “get some sleep, you must be tired.”

Softly, you had nodded your head, the warmth of his hands was removed from your face, and you had then been heralded to enter your home, and when the door was closed behind you, automatically, your shoulders had dropped, and you could feel the acute and excessive energy in your veins disappear. Finally, you didn’t feel like the whole world was on your shoulders, and eventually, you had become unburdened by what you had done.

Luckily, rain hadn’t picked up, you had gazed out of your windows for a couple of minutes while your thoughts and fought in your mind. You knew shouldn’t do it, but you were an adamant girl, and an adamant girl who usually made the wrong choices.

With your mind made up, you had carried yourself out of your home, and on your way out you had quickly yanked your coat from where it laid and quickly guided yourself out of cabin, and forcefully made your way to Joel’s home, you had noted that he was in as you could see there was a couple of lights that glowed in his window, as your eyes had stared into one of his windows, you had suddenly fell into a puddle of hesitation, yet, just as fast, you allowed yourself to drag yourself up his porch and knock on his door.

He didn’t take long to open his door, and the moment his coloured gaze rested upon you, he remained stunned. “[Y/N]?” He questioned, surprised, slowly, he had pushed himself slightly out of his door frame to check if anyone had seen you come by, but with this strong weather he doubted that anyone would be outside. “[Y/N], come in,” he quickly ushered and in response, you stepped into the warmth of his home, the vehement warmth you had longed for.  

“Is there anything wrong?” Joel questioned and quickly you shook your head, but you were in truth, unsure.

“I wanted to come and apologise for what had happened, and I wanted to know if you were okay,” you truthfully explained, tightly, your arms were wrapped around your body as your eyes were big and destitute for his response.

“I’m fine,” Joel kindly replied, “why do you want to know?”

Graceless, you had gently bounced your shoulders. “I can’t keep lying to myself,” you poorly responded, “about the fact that I don’t care about you when I really do. I’m not angry at you anymore, I can’t bring myself to still be mad at you.”

“Especially with what you said last night?” Joel asked, his eyes intrusive to her answer.

“Everything I said last night, I take it back,” you candidly replied, your vision examined the bearded man who calmly stood in front of you, searched for his approval, for him to at least understand that what you said had come from the heart.

Indulgent to your reply, Joel had felt the intensity in his shoulders become permissive. “And I take back how I reacted when I found out what you were the other time.”

Content with his answer, you had automatically hurried yourself towards his muscled figure, your arms ready to hug him but something once more switched in your mind, and instead of a hug, you had invited him to a kiss. Joel hadn’t been surprised with your behaviour and had wanted what he had received from you, ever since yours and his interaction at the beach, it had left Joel wanting more albeit the anger Shiloh had brought out of him. He liked the fact that he could fuck you again, to silently prove that no matter how much Shiloh could be angry with him, you would always run back to him, to Joel.

With your trousers and damp underwear nether to your ankles, Joel had slid his fingers between the wetness of your heat, just by the feather of his touch you had loudly moaned at his caress, your swollen lips pulled away from his mouth just as you begun to grind against his digits.

“Do you want to keep doing this behind Shiloh’s back?” Joel boldly asked and in control to his touch, you had furrowed your eyebrows in bliss.

This was a bad idea, you knew this could end bad, but doing this with Joel had given you entice. “I can’t do this to him,” you whimpered as your forehead softly collided with his, your eyes had wettened not due to sadness but due to pleasure. The roughness of his fingertips had circled on your nub and quickly you could feel your body quake against his.

“Do you love him?” Joel inquired and in ease you closed your eyes, your lack of response had caused the taller being to become rough with this play, his rough moves had caused you to yelp in revelry. “Do you love him more than me?”

In desperacy you hastily shook your head, you had wrapped your arms around Joel’s shoulder to balance yourself, you had lightly lifted your left leg to give Joel better space to fondle and stroke your clit and when he had found the gratifying area and continued pursue it, you had gasped, your cunt eager and keen to have his cock thrust inside you. “I want you to say it,” Joel eagerly escorted, “do you love him more than me?”

“No!” You shamefully cried out; tears had rolled down your cheeks as you could feel yourself climax endlessly to his touch. Breathless, you had rested your head against the corner of his neck, gingerly tired. “I love you more than I love him.”

“Show it,” Joel forwardly offered, “fuck me and show it.”

Suddenly electrocuted with energy, you had aided Joel to unbuckle his belt, as well as the moment his trousers dropped, his shaft had eagerly heaved out from hiding, quickly, Joel had carried you and allowed you to wrap your lower limbs around his waist, and slowly his cock had immersed into your cunt, relaxed, the both of you had sighed but not too long after, Joel had begun to thrust his cock upwards, his heavy pulls taking you for surprise. Yet, you had hastily joined his act, in sync you had bounced on his shaft, your wetness thickly coated and gripped his cock that had caused him to fight his barbarous and abhorrent lust.

Still, your fervor and glow had commenced him animalistic and fleshly desire to activate, with craving cruelty, his dick had angled in your walls, the curve of his cock had stroked all the good tactile areas inside your body. Your skin had become damp with sweat and had mixed with his. His sac swollen had socked against your skin and your eyes swelled with tears had acquired you to release troubled and overwhelmed moans, you could feel your orgasm surge in your body as you humped and sprung on his cock, your clit puffed and athirst while your cunt had repeatedly gripped around him. Edacious for his semen, you had arched your back and rolled your hips, “Joel!” You lustfully cried out.

“Yes gorgeous?”

“Make me cum!” You eagerly whimpered, and keen to appease to your request, the man had become furtherly coarse and bearish with his thrusts. As your limbs around him gripped onto him weaker you had echoed embarrassing moans out of response of his brusque blows and abruptly you had climaxed around his dick, exhausted, you had held onto him and allowed the able-bodied man to use your body like the jade you were until he had eventually milked out his load into your cunt.

Finally, he had let you go, and the moment you were on your feet you had quickly gathered the clothing that had stiffly laid on the floor and put them on. The exchange had been too fierce and shameful for you to even say anything, but Joel had no complaint, he had watched you put on your clothes and quickly leave his cabin, it didn’t upset him because he knew there’ll be another time, you’ll come back to him.

songs that fit this chapter ⬎

⟶ purity ring - vehemence.

what do you think of this chapter? i actually really liked it, the drama.

if you want to join a the last of us discord/joel miller discord here you go! 𓆩♡𓆪

masterlist

♆

[saintgoths]

ᴏ'ᴍɪʀᴀ

POSSESSIVE!JOEL X SIREN!READER - VEHEMENT.

[PART SEVEN TO THE SIREN SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 2,471.

RATING - 18+. [f+m intercourse and infidelity, speaks of war and genocide].

SUMMARY - while you and joel continue your secret love affair, ellie is aware that a troubling future awaits; as gabriel havens tells joel shocking information.

feedback would be appreciated!

previous chapter - chapter six.

Joel had given up on keeping you silent, throughout the first rounds his hand had covered your mouth while he had indecently fucked his cock savagely into your cunt, your back had arched while his fingers dug into the skin of your fine shaped buttocks, his grip strong and his thrusts able and manly; while he listened to the pleasured wails of your lewd cries, Joel had smoothly pulled his head backwards, his eyes tight shut as he felt the nearing climax build up.

It was currently night time; and since the nightfall of the meeting, you had in his home previously, the two of you had been secretly meeting with each other, verily, it was you who had numerously snuck into his home to resume the devilish affair.

No matter how guilty you were, there was something about the way Joel was always so rough but pleasant with you, he had fucked you like no one else had and his kisses, touches and body had always pushed you to crave him whenever you were away from each other.

“That’s it princess,” Joel lustfully grunted, his hip thrusts eager and rough while the tumid sac of his swollen cock had pummelled against you, your sensations excessively peaked that you couldn’t form a single letter but shameful cries while your abundant drools had soaked against his pillow.

Your posture tight as you could feel the heat rush over your body while you had piled your cum around his cock, your body loose as the dark-haired man resumed to thrust his shaft into your pussy ere his thick ropes seeped inside of you, relieved, he gently bent down and kissed your shoulder just as he pulled himself out of you, while he had dragged himself off his bed, you had twisted your body so your back was pressed against his cot. Gently you had caught your breath ere you dramatically collapsed against the duvet, aware of the numerous of hickies Joel had imprinted against your skin.

Usually, you’d be uncaring if he had done so, but you hadn’t been in the ocean for a couple of weeks thus enhanced characteristics you normally had would slowly slow down. So, you had internally tasked yourself to go swimming this week. The moment you had forced yourself to put your clothes on you had immediately felt the way Joel’s eyes printed against your skin, aware of his gaze, you had turned around to look at him, your look had silently urged him to speak.

“Is there anything you’re doing tomorrow?” Joel questioned and with smoothness, you beckoned your head.

“Dinner with Ellie and Shiloh tomorrow,” you replied, your small chirp enough for Joel to raise his eyebrow.

You had sent the same strange look Joel had gifted you, finished with putting your clothes on you had leant against the door frame you had recently opened. “Ellie is in my life just as she is in yours,” you briefly explained and slightly, Joel had bounced his shoulders as he prepared himself to seem uncaring.

“Ellie sees your main lover while she is completely unaware that you have an affair with your old one,” and with the tone of his voice, you could tell he had felt comical.

“You’re not my ex-lover,” you shrugged just as you neared towards him again, you placed the palms of your hands against his shoulders and dumbfounded, Joel looked back at you.

“Then what am I to you? I don’t want to continue being a secret.”

Empathetic, you pulled your arms around his shoulders and you could feel him sigh as his body relaxed, pressed against yours. “There’ll be a time where the two of us are publicly with each other again.”

“With no Shiloh in the picture?” Joel brought up and unsure you had slowly beckoned your head.

“No Shiloh in the picture,” you ended and before the Texan could say anything else you had briskly pressed your soft lips against his to soften and quiet him up.

You had mentally kicked yourself when you had realised you hadn’t gone to swim, thus it was too late now, you were with Ellie who had helped you finish with the last bits of food you were going to serve for today and you had been glad that the red-haired girl had been calm and kind about having Shiloh over, but you could tell the freckled girl didn’t necessarily like your boyfriend.

“Well, where is he?” Ellie questioned; she had half of her body against the island of your kitchen, her eyes concentrated on the dessert you finished piecing together. Aside from her inquiry, you had wished that Ellie would eat a reasonable amount of food, you had observed how she didn’t eat much currently, but Joel had informed you that Ellie’s eating habits had become worst.

“He’s on his way,” you shortly muttered and as a response, Ellie swiftly peeked at you, but you have realised that the expression Ellie had on her face appeared like she had wanted to say something. With your right eyebrow perked upwards, you had sat on the small chair beneath the island. “Is there anything wrong.”

Reticent, Ellie shook her head, perked both of her hands in a sign of defence. “No,” she popped and silent, you had resumed your quick task. “Are things between you and Joel better?”

Unfazed by her random question you had nodded your head just as you commenced to clean the table. “Yes.”

“Do you still like him?”

Hesitant, you curved your sight towards the shorter girl, “why are you asking me this?” You suspiciously questioned and minimally judgemental, Ellie bounced her shoulders while she pushed herself off the table she previously leaned against.

“It’s just that I see you leaving his house at night a lot.”

Embarrassed, you had held back a guilty cough. “You must be confusing me as someone else,” you dismissively shrugged. “I wonder who he is now seeing,” you gently whispered well aware that Ellie had seen how transparent you were.

“I’m not stupid,” she rudely muttered, “I know it’s you, and that you’ve been cheating on Shiloh with Joel.”

With your eyes narrowed, you straightened yourself up and neatly stood up on your feet. “This isn’t the best time to speak about it.”

“Well, when will it be a good time to talk about it with you?” Ellie frustratedly questioned, “You never want to talk to me about anything!”

As you pulled in a short breath, you dramatically placed your hands against your hips. “I---”

“Did I come in too late ladies?” Shiloh eagerly greeted, he smoothly walked down the corridor and entered the open kitchen you and Ellie had currently stood in. Before you neared yourself towards the handsome man, you quickly delivered Ellie a look that screamed of warn ere you pressed your lips against your romantic partner while Ellie had settled down on the chair, she was closest too.

Dinner had gone well, minus the fact that Ellie had barely spoken to Shiloh, in your perception, everything had gone smoothly.

“Well, Ellie what are you interests?” Shiloh curiously questioned, he himself had peeked that Ellie had purposely barely spoken to him, and in your presence, he knew that sneakily forcing Ellie to speak would be the right choice.

Unmoved, Ellie had sat up on the chair she had currently sat on and began to lazily list her likes. Gently, stressed you began to pick on your food while Shiloh had easily scanned that Ellie had not taken a liking towards him.

“You don’t like me, don’t you?” Shiloh briefly chuckled and awkwardly, you had pressed your lips into a thin line as you had watched Ellie carelessly shrug her shoulders as her response. “You’re probably more used to Joel and [Y/N] having dinner with you and you might think I have bad intentions towards [Y/N], but I don’t.”

“That makes me feel better,” Ellie sarcastically replied and in anguish you had loudly sighed to gather their attention.

With a forced and sorrow gleam on your face you had quickly put down your cutlery. “The three of us should watch a movie, right?” You weakly suggested and in order to have the awkward dinner concluded, Ellie and Shiloh had given in to your idea and had helped you clean the table they had currently sat around; the task had been filled with silence and lack of grace, you had observed the way Ellie had barely looked Shiloh’s way and had peeked the insecure glances Shiloh had sent the auburn-haired girl.

The moment the three of you had completed the chore, you had found yourself sandwiched between Shiloh and Ellie, the younger girl had suggested to watch Jurassic Park and you had hoped that the tension of the movie would push the three of you to talk, yet, you had been proven wrong, barely any of them spoke and the only time they did would be when you would comically comment on a scenario, but after that, the atmosphere would return to the complete silence aside from the sound that came from the TV.

Comforted by the way he had played and stroked his guitar strings, Joel had currently sat on his wooden chair, the sky dark and his area gently lit by his lamp and the soft wind accompanied by the smooth chords the older man had played, his left foot against his right thigh, the Miller man had gently nodded to his tunes, slightly aware of the figure that had neared himself towards him.

Gabriel Havens, the blond man had respectfully greeted the other man who had slowly paused his short performance, Joel had gently placed his instrument against the side of his chair and pulled himself off the wooden chair he had previously sat on, in response to Gabriel’s greet, Joel had kindly taken Gabriel’s hands to his and softly shook it. “Good to see you,” Joel kindly muttered before he pulled himself to the railings of his deck, shortly after Gabriel followed and stood next to the taller man.

“I hope you know it’ll go wrong,” Gabriel lowly muttered and caught surprised, Joel had wondered if the blond man had known about the affair he had shared with [Y\N].

“What do you mean?”

Humoured, Gabriel stiffly glanced towards him. “Falling in love with a Siren.”

His blood ridden cold, Joel had lightly firmed his grip around the wooden railing, his face full with brief shock but he nuzzled it with an expression of confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s obvious,” Gabriel gently laughed, “the way she has a hold on people, her fishing skills, appearance, healing abilities…I know she got shot that day on the group patrol,” he then continued, with his hands clasped together, the older blond man stood up straight. “I once had a lover that was a Siren, I was really young, sixteen and reckless, her name was Mira.”

Surprised, Joel cocked his eyebrow, he had recognised that was the name of [Y/N]’s horse, perhaps Gabriel had named the horse after his lover. Well, it was painfully obvious he did. “There was some genocide caused by Humans against Sirens.”

“A pharmaceutical co-operation known as the Red-Circle, they had noticed that there was something about the blood of Sirens that could pause a virus for some time and as time went on and the virus that had taken over our world had progressed, they had noticed that their blood could slow down a bite and help an infected Human remain a Human longer than two days.”

“So, what they did was that they hunted Sirens more and thought that having many of their blood can make somewhat a cure.”

Surprised but somewhat intrigued by the intel Gabriel had informed him with, sympathetic for [Y/N]’s species, the Miller man had gently knitted down his eyebrows. “How do you know all of this?” As he had thought that his lover Mira, was likely caught through the midst of genocide.

“Mira had survived the first wave of the genocide, she was able to escape because she was protecting someone by sending them faraway,” Gabriel slowly explained, and surprised, Joel had raised both of his eyebrows.

“[Y/N]?” Joel curiously questioned and with a light hum, Gabriel moved his head.

“Mira was the mother of [Y/N], but [Y/N] doesn’t remember that Mira was her mother, Mira had [Y/N] taken away when she was barely five months old, and for her protection, Mira never visited [Y/N], because during that time, the Red Circle members were following their tracks.”

Startled by the rain pour of information, awkwardly, Joel had examined the older man before he had questioned him. “Are you the father of [Y/N]?”

Unsure, Gabriel softly shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t think Sirens can crossbreed with Humans and if she did have a child with another Siren man, I can’t blame her, Sirens were trying to repopulate, Humans were being ruthless with them.”

Gabriel had known Mira before the infection took place, he had known the Red Circle was tied with the operation who had created the current virus they had directly dealt with. The Red Circle co-operation were tasked to make the back-up medicine for the Virus but they had failed numerous of times. The more they used the Siren blood to heal infected individuals, [precisely lab-rats], the further the infected kins would not only stop turning into the ill beings they were known for being in the end, yet they will transform into a being much worse than they expected.

Due to how wrong the research and the experiments for the cure had gone, the co-operation had to put a stop to making a back-up cure and allow the world to continue struggling against the hellish and infernal sickness. “After everything, they attempted to reconcile with the left-over Sirens around that area, but it went wrong, another War happened, Sirens killed many Humans and Humans killed many Sirens, the conflict was known as the Secret battle of the Seas and the outcome had caused many of [Y/N]’s species to re-locate to a safer place.”

“That war was the conflict, Mira had died in,” Gabriel sadly muttered and empathetic, Joel had reticently listened to the light-haired individual.

As much as he had been focused on the lore Gabriel had acquainted him with, the Miller man couldn’t help himself but silently speculate to why [Y/N] had been here. Though, due to how he was buried in curiosity, the built man had stood up straight while he brought himself to question the man. “If it’s safer back there, then why is she here?” Joel thoughtfully questioned and just as confused and suspicious as Joel, Gabriel briskly bounced his shoulders.

what do you think of this chapter?

♆

[saintgoths]

another chapter of the siren 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 love it

I’m growing so attached to the siren series, I have so much to explore with it, I didn’t expect it to have multiple chapters I just thought it was going to be a one shot and I move on

the siren