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Pairings: Joel Miller X Female!Reader
Summary: Catching Joel masturbating and moaning your name
Word count: 1.59k words
Warnings: smut, dom Joel, voyeurism, rough sex, curse words, oral sex (male receiving), fingering, spanking, slapping, multiple orgasms.
You hadnโt meant to walk in on him.
It was late, well past midnight and youโd only gotten up because youโd left your water bottle in the living room after movie night. The house was quiet, the only sounds the hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of old floorboards beneath your feet.
Then you heard it.
A low, rough groan.
You froze outside Joelโs slightly ajar bedroom door, your breath catching in your throat. The sound came again, this time accompanied by the unmistakable, slick sound of skin on skin. Your stomach tightened, heat flooding your veins.
No way.
Curiosity won over decency. You leaned just slightly closer, peering through the gap in the door.
Joel was sprawled on his bed, shirtless, one arm thrown over his face, the other working between his legs. His chest rose and fell in heavy breaths, his hips rolling into his own fist. And thenโ
โFuckโฆย Y/N!โ
Your name. Heย moanedย your name.
A sharp thrill shot through you, your own body reacting instantly. You shouldโve walked away. Youย knewย you shouldโve walked away. But your feet stayed rooted in place, your pulse hammering in your ears as you watched him.
His grip tightened, his thighs tensing. โShitโfuckโyeah, just like thatโฆโ His voice was wrecked, rough with pleasure, and you realized with dizzying clarity that he was imaginingย you.
Your face burned, but you couldnโt bring yourself to move.
Then his eyes snapped open.
For one heart-stopping second, his gaze locked onto yours through the crack in the door.
You expected him to stop. To curse, to cover himself, to yell at you for spying.
Instead, his lips curled into a slow, sinful smirk.
โWell,โ he rasped, his hand still moving, still stroking himself at an agonizing pace. โSince youโre hereโฆ might as well come in.โ
Your breath hitched.
This was aย veryย bad idea.
But as Joelโs dark eyes held yours, his invitation hanging between you, you realizedโ
You were going to take him up on it.
Heโd caught your answer before you even spoke it.
A rough hand slid around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You gasped as his other hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head back. His breath was hot against your ear. โKnew youโd say yes.โ
Then he was on you, mouth claiming yours, teeth nipping at your lip, his grip tight and almost painful as he backed you towards the bed. The second your thighs hit the edge of the bed, his hands were everywhere: stripping you bare, kneading your flesh, fingers slipping between your legs to find you already wet.
โFuck,โ he growled, dragging his thumb over your clit just to hear you whimper. โThat all for me?โ
You barely had time to nod before he flipped you onto your stomach, yanking your hips up.ย One hand pinned your wrists behind your back while the other guided his cock to your entrance. He teases you, rubbing the thick head up and down your slit. You whimper, trying to impale yourself on him, but he holds you steady, torturing you. Then, with a swift thrust, he's inside you. You cry out, the sudden fullness making your eyes water. He's big, stretching you, filling you completely. He pulls out slowly, then slams back into you, hard. You gasp, your body jolting forward with the force. He sets a brutal pace, his hips slapping against your ass, the sound filling the room. You're taking him, all of him, and you're loving every second of it. His fingers dig into your hips, his breath coming in ragged gasps. You can feel his cock swelling inside you, his thrusts becoming more erratic. His hand reaches around, finding your clit. He rubs it roughly, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you.
He pulls out of you slowly, his cock glistening with your combined fluids. You moan at the sudden emptiness, but he just chuckles, his hands gripping your hips to steady you.
"On your back," he orders, his voice still hoarse from exertion. You comply, your body trembling with the rough fuck. He crawls up your body his cock dragging along your thigh.
He straddles your chest, his legs on either side of you. He grabs his cock, stroking it a few times before rubbing the head against your lips. You open your mouth, eager to taste him. He feeds his cock into your mouth, inch by inch, until he hits the back of your throat.
You gag slightly, your eyes watering, but he just groans, his hips starting to move, fucking your mouth. You relax your throat, taking him deeper, your tongue swirling around his shaft as he withdraws. He's brutal, his hips snapping forward, his cock hitting the back of your throat with each thrust. You can feel his cock swelling, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He's close, and you're eager to taste him, to feel him explode in your mouth. He fucks your mouth faster, his grip tightening in your hair.
And then all at once, his body goes rigid, and with a deep groan, he spills down your throat, his cock pulsing with his release. You suck him dry, your tongue cleaning his shaft, your lips grazing his sensitive flesh.
"Such a good girl. You took Daddy's cock like a good girl."
He pulls out of your mouth, his cock glistening with your saliva. You lick your lips, savoring his taste. He crawls down your body, his eyes locked onto yours, a primal hunger blazing in his gaze. He flips you over roughly, positioning you on your hands and knees again.
His hand comes down hard on your ass, the sharp sting making you yelp. "Fuck, I love that sound," he growls, rubbing the reddened spot. He lines up his cock, rubbing the head against your entrance, coating it in your wetness. You push back against him, eager for more. He slaps your ass again, harder this time.
"Greedy little slut, aren't you?"
He thrusts into you, hard and deep, filling you completely. You cry out, your body jolting forward. He grabs your hair, pulling your head back, exposing your neck. He leans over you, his chest pressing against your back, his teeth nipping at your ear.
"You feel so fucking good," he grunts, his hips slamming against your ass. He releases your hair, his hands grabbing your shoulders, using them as leverage to pound into you even harder. You can feel every inch of him, his cock hitting places deep inside you.
His grunts and groans filling your ears. You're close, so close, your body tensing as climaz washes over you. He feels it, his grip tightening on your shoulde.
"Come for me," he demands, his voice a low growl. "Come all over my cock."
Your body obeys his command, your orgasm ripping through you with a force that steals your breath. You scream out, your inner muscles clenching tightly around his cock, milking him for all he's worth. Your vision goes white, your body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into you.
He groans behind you, his hips stuttering as he fights to maintain his rhythm.
"You're so fucking tight," he grits out, his voice strained.
"Fuck, you're choking my cock." He thrusts into you hard, his body slapping against yours, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
He's close, you can feel it, his cock swelling inside you, his body tensing. Your orgasm begins to ebb, leaving you boneless and spent, but he's far from finished. He pulls out of you suddenly, flipping you onto your back. He grabs your legs, throwing them over his shoulders, opening you up completely. He thrusts back into you, his eyes locked onto yours, a fierce intensity in his gaze.
He's relentless, his hips losing rhythm sometimes, his cock filling you completely. He leans down, his forearm pressing against your chest, pinning you to the bed. His other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"Look at me," he demands, his voice a low growl. "I want to see your eyes when I come."
He's close, his body tensing, his cock swelling inside you. You can feel it, his release building, his body coiling like a spring. He groans, his body going rigid, his cock pulsing as he spills himself inside you. You can feel his hot seed filling you, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. He collapses on top of you, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. You wrap your arms around him, holding him close, your body still trembling with the aftershocks of your own release.
Joel collapses beside you, his chest rising and falling in ragged breaths, his body spent. For a moment, he just stares at the ceiling, trying to steady himself, trying to remember how to think.
Then you shift beside him, both of your legs brushing against each other, and something in his chest tightens.
He turns his head, eyes tracing the curve of your shoulder.. Without a word, he reaches for you, pulling you closer to him, you melt into the touch, sighing as Joelโs fingers skim lazily over your hips, yout ribs, relearning the shape of them.
"You good?" he murmurs, voice rough.
You hum, tilting your head to press a gentle kiss to his lips and cheeks. "Yeah. You?"
Joel exhales, slow. His hands are gentler now, smoothing over your back, your arm, like heโs reassuring himself you're still there. Still his.
"Betterโn good," he admits, and itโs the truth.
You smile against his skin, and Joel holds you a little tighter.










