𐙚 SPN 𐙚

✦ Castiel - “Angel bf Cas”

✦ Sam Winchester - “boyfriend Sam”

✦ Dean Winchester- “boyfriend dean”

✦ Dean Winchester- “Deans girl”

𐙚 Jeffery Dean Morgan 𐙚

✦ JDM - “Jeffery’s obsessed with you”

✦ JDM - “mornings with him”

𐙚 Criminal Minds 𐙚

✦ Aaron Hotchner - “older bf Aaron”

✦ Spencer Reid - “boyfriend Spencer”

✦ Spencer Reid - “your life together”

𐙚 Marvel 𐙚

✦ Wolverine/Logan - “older bf Logan”

✦ Loki - “boyfriend Loki”

✦ Frank Castle & Matt Murdock - “A battle for desire”

𐙚 Jon Bernthal 𐙚

✦ Jon Bernthal - “Boyfriend Jon”

𐙚 House 𐙚

✦ Gregory house - “Older bf Dr.House”

𐙚 Smosh 𐙚

✦ Spencer Agnew - “Boyfriend material”

✦ Damien Haas - “boyfriend material”

✦ Damien Haas - “Cozy Winters”

“Im fine, Joel. Just a little tired.” He shook his head, standing up to fetch a rag dipped in cold water. “No, your ain’t. Your sick as a dog and its my turn to take care of you, like you always take care of me.” Joel wiped your forehead carefully, his touch soothing.

He moved around the cabin with ease, making a small pot of your favorite tea. You hear a quiet “fuck!” From Joel In the kitchen when he burns his hand on the tea pot. “Im okay!” He shouts, making you giggle in response.

Sitting back down by your side he hands you the cup of tea, His big brown puppy dog eyes that always made you melt, never left your sight. “Drink its slowly,” he said softly. you nodded weakly, feeling the weight of your eyelids grow heavier by the second.

The room started to spin and your head felt heavy as your fever set in. “Thanks for taking care of me.” The words slipped from your mouth like a sigh. Joels expression soft, a mix of worry and affection. “Hey, I gotta take care of my girl,” followed by a smirk and a wink. “Let’s get you to bed.” Scooping you up into his big, strong arms with such gentleness and ease.

The journey From the couch to the bedroom felt like an eternity; Each step was a battle against the dizziness, but Joel held you steady in his grip. The scent of him filled your nostrils, a comforting mix of leather, pine, cigars and coffee, a scent that cut through the fog of illness and made you smile against his chest.

As he sat you down on the freshly made bed, you couldn’t help but notice the way the crisp, cool sheets felt against your overheated skin. He helps you undress to your underwear and hands you one of his flannels to wear to bed, he knows how much you love to wear them.

As he buttons up the flannel you can’t help but to stare at him in your fever drunk state; just in awe of much you love him. Joel looks up at you and can’t help but to chuckle at your cute little smile and your big doe-eyes. “alright baby, lie back now.”

He pulled the comforter up to you, the fabric whispering softly as it brushed over your body. The room bathed in a warm, gentle light that didn’t assault your sensitive eyes. Joel moved around the space gathering a glass of water and a bottle of Advil from the bathroom and put it on your nightstand.

“Here babydoll, take this; It will help with the fever.” As you took a drink feeling the cold water run down your sore throat, Joel moves a strand of wet hair behind your ear “there ya go, good girl”.

Joel gets up and walks over to the other side of the bed, stripes down to his boxers and sits down; his weight causing the mattress to dip slightly. As he settles in, you turn your body towards him, as his body curves around yours one arm sliding under your neck to cradle your head, the other hand using his thumb to trace soothing little circles on your temples and cheeks. you always felt so safe in his big strong arms.

“Don’t worry about getting me sick.” He said quietly like he knew you where about to say something. “I’ll be fine. i just want to hold you,” his voice low and steady.

Leaning closer, he placed a series of soft, comforting kisses along your jawline then to your warm cheeks, each one a silent declaration of his love and concern. The brush of his lips against your skin felt like a cool breeze on a hot summers day. You shifted closer to him, as small moans of contentment escape your lips; making Joel smile and chuckle under his breath “Get some sleep baby, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“I love you Joel, please never leave” you say with a tear in your eye. Joel smirks and gives a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you so much darlin’, you’re stuck with this grumpy old man forever.” closing his eyes and holding your tighter. “Hmm, good” You say with a little smile.

When sleep finally overtakes you, Joel stays with you; his hand never leaving your arm, like he needs to feel you breathing to believe you’re still there with him. You relax into him, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat mixing perfectly with yours makes it easier to relax.

You’re in your mid 20s still leaving with your parents and your parents did not like that you where sneaking around seeing Joel a man in his late 40s, but you didn’t care you where in love. That night you got a text from Joel “I’m outside”, you look out your window to the sight of a beat up truck and a rugged man in the driver’s seat; you giggle and quickly go downstairs, grab your jacket and run out the front door.

You slid into the passenger seat, the excitement of seeing Joel always makes your heart race. The scent of leather and gasoline filled the car, mingling with the faint smell of his cologne; a mix citrus and cedar. You leaned closer, savoring it, feeling the heat from his body. He glanced over, a small smile playing on his lips, before putting the car into gear and pulling out of the driveway. The headlights carved a path through the darkness as the vehicle picked up speed, the thrill of the illicit escape racing through your veins.

The radio played low, a classic rock song that seemed to echo the thumping of your heart. Joel's eyes never left the road, but you could feel his gaze on you every once and awhile burning through the side of your face. You reached over to run your fingers through his soft curls sending a jolt of electricity through you both. His hand reached up to cover yours, bringing your hand Down to place a gentle kiss, but he never let go. The tension in the car grew thick, like a storm cloud about to burst.

Joel pulled over into a lookout with a beautiful view of the city and the only source of light was the dim glow of the moon. He killed the engine and the sudden silence was deafening. Your breathing grew heavy as he turned to you, the heat between you palpable. The daring of the moment was a potent aphrodisiac. You leaned in, your eyes locking onto his, and the world around you seemed to melt away. His hand moved from the gear shift to cup your face, his thumb brushing against your cheek as he pulled you closer.

His kiss was hungry, urgent, as if he'd been waiting for this moment for an eternity. You responded with equal fervor, your hands finding their way under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beat of his heart. The seatbelt clicked open as you climbed on top to straddle his lap. You hovered over him, his breath hot on your neck as he trailed kisses down your collarbone.

The leather of the seats creaked as you shifted, the sound seemingly amplified in the stillness of the night. The windows fogged up as your passion grew, the cold glass a stark contrast to the heat building inside the car. Joel's hand slid up your thigh, making you gasp, your pulse racing like the engine of a dragster. The excitement of being caught was a thrilling undercurrent to the intimacy that unfolded between you.

His strong arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer as your kisses grew more frantic. His hands found the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head, revealing the soft glow of your skin in the moonlight. The cool air kissed your bare shoulders; “Dear god” Joel says with a whisper as he took a moment to drink you in, his eyes dark with desire.

Joel's hands and lips roamed your body exploring every curve and contour as if it were a map to a hidden treasure. You felt alive under his touch, your hips moving instinctively against his, grinding on his growing arousal. His breath hitched, and his grip tightened on your hips as you both succumbed to the primal need that had been simmering beneath the surface. The friction between you was electric, sending sparks flying through the air.

As Joel's kisses grew more insistent, his moans grew louder, the sound vibrating through his chest and into yours. It was as if the very air in the car had thickened with desire, making it difficult to breathe. Your hands fumbled with the buttons of his jeans, desperate to free him, to feel the heat and hardness of him against your bare skin. His moans grew deeper, more guttural, as you finally managed to unleash him, his erection springing free.

You felt his hands move to the clasp of your bra, deftly releasing it. The fabric fell away, and he groaned into your mouth as your breasts pressed against his bare chest, the sensation of his chest hair tickling your sensitive flesh. You felt the coolness of the metal from his belt buckle against your stomach as you rode him tell you both Felt dizzy with pleasure and reached your high. The world around you completely disappears; it’s just him and you there in that moment.

As you both start to came down from the high of passion, you realized that you had to catch your breath. You pulled back, panting, your eyes locked onto his. The reflection of the car's dashboard lights played across his face, painting it in a stark, erotic glow. You lay your forehead against his, you smile as you both let out a small chuckle.

You hop into the passenger seat and began to get dressed. The sound of zippers and rustling fabric filled the car, punctuated by quiet giggles that seemed to echo through the night. The tension had broken, replaced by a warmth that wrapped around you like a comforting blanket.

That night Joel offered to drive you back to your apartment because it was so late and your parents being completely blind thought that was so nice of him, But joel doesn’t take you back to your apartment he’s takes you to his place for some alone time.

When you get to his place you go straight to his bedroom. Joel sits on the end of his bed as you Lean against the door frame.

“Come here darlin” as he gives you a devilish smirk.

You giggle and walk over to him, when you get close enough to him he grabs your hips and pulls you in between his knees. You wrap your arms around his neck as His warm rough hands softly run up and down your back under your shirt as it leaves you with goosebumps on your skin.

His eyes searched yours, a warm smile playing on his lips as he reached for the hem of your shirt.

Your heart raced as his fingers brushed against your skin, the fabric of your shirt sliding upward with a whisper of movement. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but gasp softly as he revealed more of your body to the soft light. Joel's gaze followed the path of his hand, lingering on every inch of exposed flesh as if he were committing the sight to memory.

"You’re all i thought about all day" he murmured, his voice thick with desire. His eyes met yours again, full of adoration and hunger "you're so beautiful, my sweet girl".

As Joel continued to lift your shirt, his thumbs grazed the sensitive skin of your stomach, causing your muscles to quiver involuntarily. He noticed your reaction and paused, a smoldering look in his eyes that spoke volumes without a single word. The air between you grew heavier, charged with anticipation. His thumbs traced circles around your navel before moving upward, pausing at the base of your ribcage, teasing the fabric just beneath your breasts.

The room felt like it was spinning as he gently pushed the shirt over your shoulders. It fell to the floor, leaving you in just your bra and jeans. Joel moves closer, his warmth enveloping you. His hands slid around your back, his fingers deftly unhooking the clasp with a click that seemed to echo through the room. The bra straps slid down your arms, and your breasts fell into his waiting hands. He cupped them gently, his thumbs brushing over the hardened nipples, eliciting a soft moan from your lips.

Your eyes closed as you leaned into his touch, the heat of his palms sending waves of pleasure through your body. Joel took this as his cue to kiss you again, his mouth moving with a fierce tenderness that stole the breath from your lungs. His hands began to roam, exploring the curves of your back and the dip of your waist, leaving a trail of fire wherever they went.

Suddenly, you felt his hands at the button of your jeans. The zipper rasped open, and he pushed the denim down over your hips. His touch grew more urgent, his breathing ragged against your neck as he peeled the jeans away, leaving you in just your panties. You stepped out of the fabric puddle at your ankles, your legs trembling slightly from the intensity of the moment.

Joel moving back, his gaze raking over your almost-bare body. "Perfect," he breathed, his eyes dark with want. He reached out to trace the waistband of your panties, his thumbs hooking into the material. You could feel the tension in his fingers, the restraint he was fighting to maintain.

The anticipation was almost unbearable. You felt exposed, vulnerable, but also incredibly desired and comforted. Your eyes locked onto his, silently begging for more, for him to make the next move. Joel's smile grew, and he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. "I need you" he whispered.

His eyes moving back to find yours again, then over every inch of your exposed flesh. The room was so quiet, you could hear the thunderous beating of your heart, the rush of blood in your ears.

Joel's hands found their way back to your body, his touch feather-light as he traced the curve of your hip and the dip of your waist. He knelt before you, his eyes never leaving yours, and kissed the soft skin just above your navel. The sensation was exquisite, and you had to bite back a gasp.

Slowly, with the utmost care, he slid your panties down your legs, leaving you completely naked before him. You felt his hot breath on your skin as he kissed a trail up your thigh, his hands ghosting over your calves and the back of your knees, sending shivers up your spine.

Standing back up, Joel wrapped his arms around your waist, his forehead resting against yours. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice a mix of awe and possession. The words sent a thrill through you, a heady mix of fear and excitement.

With trembling hands, he removed his own shirt, revealing his muscular chest with just a hint of silver in his chest hair, the thought of him that had haunted your dreams. His pants followed, and you couldn't help but stare at the perfection of his body, the way the light played across his skin. He stepped closer, closing the distance between you, and you could feel the heat of his arousal pressing against your stomach.

Joel reached down to trace the line of your jaw with his thumb, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. The intensity in his eyes was almost too much to handle, but you couldn't look away. His other hand found the small of your back, drawing you closer until there was no space left between you. His chest was a wall of heat, and you could feel his heart pounding in time with yours.

"It’s just you and me darlin" he says softly resting his forehead against yours “you and me”.