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ahhh congrats on the 700 followers!!! πΊπΈπΊπΈπ¦
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okay in terms of drabbles may I please request ashwah universe drunk kisses........ i mean in my most humble of opinions, it just seems correct after joel not getting to kiss her last time he was drunk!!!
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i am once again asking for some sub!Joel π€²π€²π€² I feel like this is maybe saying too much about me that it's the second time i'm requesting this BUT idc okay ashwah joel would ABSOLUTELY switch positions willingly and eagerly because he is a shameless simp!!!! so like just a crumb of ashwah sub!joel i beg π€²π€²
literally no pressure to write either of these!!!!! and congrats again ππ
LOKJIUH!!! My god you made me laugh SO fucking hard with the doni nation and the EMOJIS BAHAHAH PLEASE!! And the Bernie meme, it's crazy how much I love you my friend. Heheheee I am once again taking your LOVELY request! And lucky for both of us, the muse was hella flowing, and I ended up incorporating drunk kisses and some ASHWAH sub!Joel. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing!!! Love you so much and thank you for your support and for always making me smile and laugh!
Pairing: Joel x F!Reader, established relationship, set in the ASHWAH universe
Warnings: 18+ MDNI Shameless Smut, unprotected p in v, drunk sex, fast desperate sex, dirty talk, grinding, dom!Reader, sub!Joel, Joel begging for it, creampie, pet names (sweetheart, darlin', mi luna for Reader, baby for Joel)
Wordcount: 1.4k
βJoelββ
βCβmere, darlinβ,β Joel mumbled as his lips sought yours again while you both stumbled through the front door of his house that was now your home as well, months after you had given into what had been building between you in front of his fireplace.
βMm,β you hummed, head tilting back as you tried to pull away to close the door, but he was grabbing your hand and pulling you back to him, his tongue pushing into your mouth to kiss you sloppily, desperately, and you laughed, teeth clashing with his as you mumbled, βJoel. Joel. I need to close the door.β
Joel huffed as you managed to wiggle out of his grip, closing the front door before he pushed you right up against it, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling your body flush against his, your hips rolling forward by reflex when you felt the press of his erection through his jeans against your own.
You could taste the whiskey he had been drinking all night in his mouth, and you sighed, head tilting to the side to give him easier access as he pulled back to press open-mouthed kisses down your neck, tasting your skin with a quiet moan.
βYouβre so fucking drunk,β you mumbled, even as your hips continue to roll against his, pulling more moans from deep within his chest as he grabbed your hips, guiding your grinding before he leaned up to rest his forehead against yours.
βSo are you,β he muttered with a sly smirk, and you groaned, shaking your head at the memory his words brought to mind, of his moment of giving in to jealousy when you had gone on a date.
βYou want me to put the skirt back on, Joel?β you whispered, smirking up at him as he tilted his head back with a moan at the picture you were painting. βDonβt have to wear anything under them this time. Just that little skirt bunched up around my waist and your big cock inside of me.β
βFucking hell, sweetheart,β Joel groaned, ducking his head back down to kiss you with a new desperation. βKeep talking like that and youβre gonna make me cum in my goddamn jeans.β
βIβll clean you up if you do,β you murmured, tracing his lips with your tongue, and he pulled back so fast you almost felt disappointed until he leaned over, wrapping his arms around your knees and throwing you up over his shoulder.
βJoel!β you cried out, laughter bubbling from your throat as you smacked his back and held on for dear life while he tried to walk towards the stairs but stumbled a few times. βJoel Miller, if you fucking drop me down these stairs I am going to end you.β
His laughter joined yours then, so deep and carefree that it made you feel warm with a happiness youβd never experienced before him.
Realizing he wasnβt going to make it up those steps, Joel turned, heading towards the living room to lean over and lay you gently, albeit a bit clumsily, onto the couch.
When he unbuttoned your jeans to tug them down with your panties before reaching for his own pants, you laughed again, smiling widely at his arched brow in question as you teased, βNo more clothes off than necessary. Just like the good olβ days, huh?β
Joel chuckled, shaking his head as he pushed his own pants down, pulling his cock free of its fabric constraints before leaning over you with a mumbled, βShut up.β
But you were pulling back from him, rising from the couch and meeting his look of disappointed confusion with a cheeky grin as you pushed your bottoms down all the way, leaving them discarded on the floor as you murmured, βSit back, cowboy. Let me take charge here.β
Joelβs eyes widened, and you could see his chest freeze in the same moment his breath caught audibly in his throat. Then he was adjusting himself to sit back on the couch, large brown gaze completely glazed over as you stepped forward, taking his cock in hand and leaning over to spit down onto it, feeling your pussy ache with a need to have him inside of you as he moaned, cock twitching just from the feeling of your saliva on it while you stroked it over him.
You climbed into his lap, lifting yourself up as you aligned him to your entrance, teasing yourself over him a few times, letting him stretch you a bit before pulling out and getting even more drunk off the way he started to writhe, mumbling incoherent things that grew louder with each pass of the head of his cock sliding just barely into your slick heat and then out again.
βOh god, please,β Joel whispered, grabbing your hips tight in his large hands even as he didnβt try and direct you, didnβt rush you, just letting you have this moment of control. βDarlinβ, fuck, please. I need to feel you, need to be inside you, mi luna, godββ
It was the affectionate nickname that had you giving in, sinking down onto him slowly and letting out a breathy sigh as Joelβs head fell back against the top of the couch, the loudest whimper you had ever heard from him lingering in the air as you rocked your hips down until you were fully seated.
βJesus, fuck, goddammit,β Joel was muttering curses between fast, heavy breaths, and you knew he wouldnβt last long at all tonight.
So you set a fast and brutal pace, bouncing on him as you grabbed his chin, directing his face up so his eyes met yours, licking your lips as you whispered, βYou like it when I put you in your place, Joel? Like it when I use your cock to get myself off?β
βYes,β Joel whined, his hips rolling up to meet yours, and you felt his cock twitch, knowing he was about to cum from your seductive taunting and the way you were riding him.
But then he surprised you, reaching a hand down to place his thumb on your clit, rubbing quickly and making your hips jerk forward, your own mouth falling open with whimpers as your eyes squeezed shut, focusing on the way he could still work you so perfectly, even when he was nearly drunk out of his mind with alcohol and lust.
βFuck, Iβm gonna come,β you whispered, biting your lip as you rocked your hips desperately, losing any kind of pace as you felt your orgasm about to hit. βGonna use your thumb to come all over your cock, baby, fuck!β
You gasped, eyes flashing open to stare up at the ceiling as your hips jerked forward, body overcome with the waves of an intense orgasm that almost made you miss what Joel was saying.
βI gottaβdarlinβ, fuck, please,β Joel was whimpering, and you blinked a few times, pulling your face back down to see him wild-eyed and desperate as he asked you, βWhere?β
βOh,β you sighed, leaning down to press your forehead against his as you whispered, βCum inside me, Joel.β
You had barely said his name before he was bucking up into you, grunting loudly as his cock pulsed deep inside you, his cum filling you up in a way that only had happened that night in front of the fireplace, and a few other mornings when you both were far too sleepy and content to do otherwise.
His face leaned up, lips meeting yours in more sloppy kisses, the affection in them palpable and making you smile lazily as you melted into his embrace when he tugged you down to lay on the couch with him, his cock still inside you, keeping you full of his cum as he nuzzled his face against your neck.
Joel was mumbling something now, but it was practically gibberish, and he didnβt have the energy to keep you with him as you slid off of him, moving to go get a washcloth and clean yourselves up before you would have to find a way to get him upstairs into bed post drunken fuck.
When you did manage to get yourselves cleaned up and into bed, you snuggled into his chest, unable to help but smile as you hoped heβd let you take control like that again sometime.
everything taglist: @darkroastjoel @thetriumphantpanda @sinsofsummers @dinsdjrn @cupofjoel @cavillscurls @tightjeansjavi
#joel x reader#joel miller x reader#joel miller x f!reader#joel miller smut#a stranger's heart series#doni 700 celebration
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