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Living with Joel meant getting used to the long nights. Patrols were just a part of his life, something he’d insist on doing no matter how many people told him to slow down. You understood why. Jackson needed people like him. Still, understanding it didn’t stop the worry that crept into your chest every single time he left. The house felt far too quiet without him. You sat curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over your legs as the TV hummed softly in the background. A glass of wine rested comfortably in your hand, and you took small, absent minded sips while your eyes remained fixed on the front door more often than the screen. Every creak outside made your heart skip, only for disappointment to settle in when it wasn’t him. Eventually, your gaze wandered to the clock across the room.

9:34 p.m.

Your brows knit together. He should’ve been home by now. You exhaled quietly, chewing at the inside of your cheek as your imagination began filling your head with every possible scenario, none of them good. “Come on, Joel…” you whispered to the empty house.

A couple more hours slipped by.

You couldn’t just sit around anymore, so you wandered into the kitchen and started making a pot of stew for when Joel got home. It gave you something to do with your hands, something to keep yourself from going insane. The broth simmered quietly while you chopped up a few vegetables, stirring the pot every now and then. Every few minutes, though, you’d stop what you were doing and glance over at your phone sitting on the counter.

Still nothing.

You picked it up for what had to be the tenth time that night, hoping there’d finally be a message waiting for you. There wasn’t. You frowned, typing out another text before immediately turning your phone off again. “Joel, where are you?” A sigh slipped past your lips as you rubbed your forehead. “This man is gonna kill me someday…” Normally, you wouldn’t panic if he was running a little late. Patrols didn’t always go as planned. But Joel wasn’t the type to leave you wondering if he could help it. Even if it was just a quick “Be home soon,” he’d usually find a way to let you know. The longer the silence dragged on, the harder it became to convince yourself everything was fine. You stirred the stew again, though your mind was miles away, and found yourself glancing toward the front window every time you heard the wind. Thats when you heard the front door open and a grunt. finally your man came home safe, you walked out of the kitchen rushing to him. "joel! you didn't reply to any of my messages! i was worried sick!!" you said to him upset before standing a few feet away from him, he looked up at you putting his bag down before stepping in front of you. "what? so you dont have anything to say!? joel i was worrying about you the whole time and-" before you could finish your sentence joel pulled you in for a warm kiss. your anger and worried faded away instantly feelings his warm lips against yours. his beard scratched against your skin beautifully. as he pulled away you couldnt help but let out a small whine before resting your head against his chest. "i missed you alot.. your always gone.." joel kissing your forehead, "i know babygirl.. shits been gettin outta' hand. but i still love you" he said pulling you closer. you inhaled his scent before leaning your head up pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. "i made some stew.. and i also got some malt liquor.. i was thinking we can have a glass hehe!" joel chucked pulling away slapping your ass playfully. "y'do that baby.. ima take a shower" he said as he began to walk away. you went back to the kitchen, grabbing 2 bowls as you filled the bowls up with stew.

Joel came back a few minutes later, his hair still damp from the shower, an old gray T-shirt clinging to his broad shoulders. The familiar scent of soap mixed with cedar drifted through the kitchen as he walked over. “Smells good in here,” he muttered, pulling out the chair across from you.“Told you it’d be ready.” You slid the steaming bowl toward him before sitting down with your own. Joel scooped up a spoonful of stew, blowing on it before taking a bite. “Damn,” he mumbled around the food. “Think this might be your best one yet.” You grinned, trying not to look too proud of yourself. "So that’s a compliment?" “S’pose it is.” You laughed, reaching for the bottle of liquor and topping off both glasses. Joel raised his toward you. "To makin’ it home.” You clinked your glass against his. "To you actually answering your messages next time.” He snorted into his drink. “Can’t promise that Doll.” “Joel.” you whined “I’m kiddin’, baby.” You rolled your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips gave you away. The two of you ate in comfortable silence for a while, occasionally stealing glances at one another. Every now and then your knees bumped beneath the table, neither of you bothering to move away. When the bowls were nearly empty, Joel leaned back in his chair with a satisfied sigh. “You keep feedin’ me like this…” he said, swirling the last sip in his glass, “…I’m fuckin you on the table.” you giggle shyly "joel.. stop that!" “I mean it.” His voice was quieter this time, more sincere. You reached across the table and took his rough hand in yours, tracing absentminded circles across his knuckles. “I just like having you home all to myself ya know.." Joel looked at you for a long moment, his expression softening “C’mere.” You stood and walked around the table. Before you could say anything, he gently wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you between his knees. “There she is,” he murmured with a tired smile. Your fingers brushed through the curls at the back of his neck as you leaned down, pressing a slow, gentle kiss against his lips. It wasn’t rushed or desperate just the quiet kind of kiss that said everything neither of you needed words for. When you pulled back, your foreheads rested together. "I missed you,” you whispered. Joel smiled, rubbing his thumb against your hip. “I know, babygirl.” He kissed your forehead this time, lingering there for a second before letting out a content sigh.

30 minutes later you and joel cuddled on the couch, You buried your face in the crook of his neck kissing and sucking the skin. he groaned before patting your butt affectionately. "Baby.. dont do that, continue and see what happens." you whined softly "but.." joel covered your mouth. "shh.. calm down.." you bit the inside of his hand gently, then thats when you felt his growing bulge against your ass. you whimpered a bit, your hands gripping his shoulders. joel reached down to touch your damp panties. "yeah.. you want it badly dont you baby..?" you nodded frantically "nuh uh baby.. words use your words for daddy" joel said rubbing your pussy through your damp panties. "y-yes daddy.. please.."

you and your boyfriend Luke Miller had been together for 3 years, you loved luke unconditionally but did he love you the same way? he mistreated you. embarrassed you in public. treated you like a maid instead of a girlfriend, your love for him was unfortunately blinding you from all the horrible shit he has done to you.

one day while you were over at his fathers house, while Joel was out you and him got into a huge argument. with him being the main aggressor, he pushed you around while yelling the most degrading shit ever. you yelled back weakly with tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, he spat another insult to your face before he left. you sat there sobbing, how could love hurt so much? shortly, joel entered the house spotting you crying on the couch. he dropped everything and rushed to your side, "hey, hey.. what happened?" he said as he pulled you into an embrace wrapping his arms around your body letting you sob in his arms. “He screamed and pushed me all over the place!” you sobbed, your voice cracking as tears streamed down your face. You wiped at your eyes with trembling hands, but it did little to stop the tears. “I-I didn’t do nothing to him,” you cried, shaking your head. “I swear, I didn’t do anything.” Your words came out uneven between shaky breaths as you struggled to calm down, your chest heaving with each sob. joel rested his chin ontop of your head, before cupping your face tilting your head up so that you were looking at him. he wiped your tears with his thumbs before pressing a kiss to your forehead that seemed to soothe you a bit. "its alright babydoll.. shh.. shh.. daddy's here.." you and joel always had a quite odd relationship.. you never had a father growing up so he filled in that void, Your sobs slowly faded into small hiccups and quiet sniffles as you rested your head against Joel’s chest, finally allowing yourself to calm down.

Once you finally calmed down, you nervously picked at your nails, allowing yourself to relax in the warmth of Joel’s arms wrapped around you. “Babydoll? You okay?” he asked softly. You nodded, tucking your face into the crook of his neck as you tried to steady yourself. Joel held you a little tighter, making sure you felt safe and comfortable. He took a slow breath before leaning back against the couch, keeping you close in his arms. “Talk to me, baby,” he murmured. After a moment of hesitation, you finally started explaining what happened. “H-he got mad at me because I was paying more attention to my show than him,” you said, your voice becoming shaky again. “He started calling me mean names… mean, mean names!” Your expression fell as the memory replayed in your mind, the sadness slowly creeping back into your voice. Joel stayed quiet as he listened, letting you get everything out without interrupting. His hand moved slowly along your back, a steady reminder that he was there. “ya didn’t deserve that,” Joel murmured. "no one gets to make you feel small just because they’re upset.” He gently shook his head, his voice calm and reassuring. “You hear me? You don’t deserve to be called names." Joel let out a quiet sigh, pulling you a little closer as you leaned into him again. "See baby, i get that hes my son and all.. but you need a more experienced.. a more mature man, someone who knows what hes doing." you pause and look up at him with widened eyes., was he implying..? "Yes.. ya heard me aye, i raised him to be a better man then i ever was but here he is, actin like a fool letting his ego get the best of him.." He cleared his throat softly, gently helping you sit up from his lap. It wasnt sudden or unkind, but the small movement caught you off guard, leaving you looking at him with a hint of confusion.. "i gotta do something .. just watch tv.." he said getting up making his way up the stairs. you started to pout, what was his problem..

after sulking on the couch for a while, you kept thinking about his earlier conversation with you before he abruptly left. someone more mature.. someone with experience.. after a bit more thinking you got up from the couch quietly going up the wooden stairs. as you walk up to joels room you hear heavy panting and small grunts. you got a bit worried thinking he was hurt, so you abruptly open the door, biggest mistake EVER. he just stares at you with a panicked look in his eyes, his hand wrapped around his length. you let out a yelp covering your eyes "i-im sorry!" as you walked out the room in a hurry. joel got up zipping up his pants, not caring to put hid belt back on as he rushed after you. he grabbed you by your waist pushing you up against the wall as you let out a squeal! he leaned in, his breath hot against your face. his beard almost scratching your delicate skin. "j-joel..!" "shhh.. think about it.. think about it babydoll.." "t-think abou- mm!!" he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before pulling away., you stared at him in shock. your panties already getting a bit damp from your arousal. he pressed his forehead against yours. "i could give you anything you wanted doll... you could be safe here with me, you dont ever gotta worry about someone lashing out on you.." guilt immediately kicked in within you. "b-but what about l-luke! isnt he your son!!" joel sighed, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek. "yes.. yes he is, y'know what forget it.." he said letting you go as he walked away. you just stood there looking at him, joel tempted you alot.. but what about luke.. maybe he was right, but you love luke you cant just throw away 3 years away right..?

or can you?

you were joels wife and you were super hot headed, you could snap at absolutely any moment without a warning. you loved joel alot but sometimes the shit he does pissed you off which causes you to lash out on the poor guy, Your fists pounded uselessly against his broad chest, each hit weaker than the last. The sound echoed through the room, but he barely budged. Your breathing came in ragged gasps, your throat raw from screaming, tears blurring your vision until all you could make out was the outline of him standing there. Joel didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t flinch or shove you away. His jaw was tight, his brows drawn together as he watched you wear yourself out. There was something almost patient in his expression, like he knew this wasn’t really about the insults you were throwing at him. "Y’done?” he asked quietly, his deep voice cutting through the chaos. You only hit him again in response. That was when he sighed, reached forward, and gently caught both of your wrists before another punch could land. His grip was firm enough to stop you, but careful—never enough to hurt.

“What the fuck are you doing, Joel? Let me go!” you snapped, trying to pull your arms away from his grip. Your anger was still burning hot, your chest rising and falling with every harsh breath. You had so much to say, so many things you wanted him to understand, but the frustration was coming out louder than the words themselves. Joel didn’t yell back. He just stood there, then he wrapped his arms around your waist, watching you with that same steady look he always had. It only made you more irritated.

“Are you even listening to me?” you demanded, your voice cracking slightly. “Do you ever actually listen to what I’m saying, or do you just stand there acting like nothing bothers you?” For a moment, the room went quiet. Joel’s expression softened as he started peppering kisses on your jaw and your neck. "babydoll calm down girl. all tensed up and shit." you looked up at him with frustration and anger. "did you even hear half of what i said you moron!? i hate you so much you dont even listen to-" joel pecked your lips, cutting you off abruptly. "why did you marry me then hm?" your words died in your throat as you let out a little weak grunt. he continued his kissing and pecking

You were a sergeant in Task Force 141 and you were one of the team’s most valuable assets. your captain John Price absolutely adored you. you were sweet, smart, intelligent but most importantly EXTREMELY loyal. There was this one time when the enemy threatened to take your life if you didn’t give them the location of Task Force 141’s safe house and the details of their next operation. They promised you a slow death if you refused. But despite the bruises, the exhaustion, and the fear gnawing at the back of your mind, you never uttered a single word.

a few days ago, you and price had gotten into a small argument which had made you a bit pouty and bratty towards him ever since then. in his eyes you were like a little bunny stomping its little feet. he had made an effort to try and get you to talk but you simply refused looking up at him with those pouty lips and widened eyes. it amused him really, but he didnt want you to be upset with him. he loved you after all!

the next day he had called you into his office, your heart rate increased.. what could he possibly want? you walked slowky to his office emotionally preparing if you were going to get a scolding for your lack of communication with him. you chewed on your bottom lip as you made it to his office door, your hand hesitantly reached for the handle. as you open the door he was already leaned back against the desk with his hands in his pockets.

"take a seat fo' me luv." he said staring at you intently, you took a seat with that same pout on your face, looking down biting your nails. he bent over slightly to gently slap your hands away from your mouth. "Leave 'em be, luv. No need for that." you let out a small whine pushing his hands away. before you can even start gnawing on them again He roughly grabbed your wrist and guided you up. you yelped as he bent you over on his desk. "C-captain!" you gasped "Shh... why are you being such a brat, eh? Ignoring me, looking up at me all pouty.. what's all that about, bunny?" he said as he pinned your wrists against your lower back. you whimpered in defeat "y-your a mean man..! i hate you!!" he grinned before giving your ass a light slap on your ass making you jolt forward slightly. "is that so? alright." he said pulling your pants down, you gasped. unfortunately theres nothing u can do since your lower body was pinned down by one strong hand. "shh.. quiet bunny." he said moving your lacey underwear to the side sticking his thick index finger inside, you whimpered softly biting your plush bottom lip. he pulled his finger out, letting go of your wrists as he took your panties completely off and shoving them into your mouth. you let out a small grunt against the uncomfortable fabric in your mouth "atta girl."

he unbuckled his belt unzipping his pants then pulling down his boxers revealing his thick long length. he lined himself up against your entrance. your fingers curled against the hard wooden desk. you looked over your shoulder your eyes widening. his size was terrifying.. he was 8 inches and girthy, he noticed the look in your eyes and let out a deep chuckle. "its not that bad aye? it always hurts at first but it'll get better trust me bunny." you lowered your head back onto the desk as he pushed his length inside you slowly and painfully. tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you let out pathetic little mewls. he let you adjust to his size before thrusting in and out slowly, he let out a few grunts while doing so. once you got a bit more comfortable he pulled out making you whimper in confusion, then he slammed right back in as you let out a choked whimper. "good girl.. take it all in.. your my good girl arent you luv..?" he said thrusting a bit more faster then before, you frantically nodded your head. "mmph~!" he spanked you once again, a bit harder this time. "i didnt hear ya." he said basically ramming inside you now. you accidentally let out a loud moan, your toes curling. "thas' my girl.." you were so lost in the heat of the moment. not even realizing someone had knocked until you he john stopped thrusting all of a sudden, you looked over ur shoulder once again until john said. "what is it lad' im busy!". you heard a voice from the other side of the door it was gaz "sir, we need you its urgent!" john sighed, "give me a second! ill be down there in a bit yeah?" you moaned softly pushing your hips back on his pelvis, he smiled softly down at your eagerness. he then starting fucking you like a wild rabbit. he was hitting your princess spot over and over again, u try crawling away because of how intense it is but his strong hands on your hips wont let you no matter how much you budge. "mmph!mmph!!" "i know bunny, i know.. let it out.." a few more thrusts and you were completely undone. shortly after your orgasm you felt him fill you up.

you were joels little house wife, he wanted to protect you from outside of jackson. and to him you were the love of his life, you were his absolute everything and to him you were absolutely perfect! you were sweet, you knew how to cook, you were motherly. you were absolutely everything joel wanted in a women.

one day while he was on patrol you decided to make a little steak dinner for your hard working man. you stood at the stove, quietly focused as the steak sizzled in the pan. The smell of butter, garlic, and rosemary filled the kitchen. Every time you spooned the melted butter over the steak, it hissed softly, and you couldn’t help but smile a little at how good it smelled, the potatoes were roasting in the oven, and the green beans were cooking beside you while you kept an eye on everything at once. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a simple steak dinner, but there was something comforting about the look on joels face once he came home. you knew that he wasnt a fancy guy and would prefer a microwave tv dinner but you wanted him to be well fed. By the time you plated everything you heard the front heavy wooden door open.

you wiped your hands on your apron, before making your way over to see joel taking off his boots and setting his supplies down.

"theres my man~" you say walking over to him wrapping your arms around him then kissing him lovingly. his chuckle muffled against your lips as he wrapped his arms around your waist kissing you back just as eagerly, you pulled back giggling softly before saying "how was your day baby..? i bet it was rough hm..?" you cooed. he smirked before one hand reached to cup your face "nothin i aint handled before princess." before he spanked you lightly, your breath hitched as you let out another giggle. "joel~! you dog!" you said slapping his chest. he chuckled once again before taking a whiff. "baby you cookin?" you pulled away taking his hand interlocking his fingers with yours as u guided him to the table. "mhm! cooked up a little steak dinner!" you pulled the chair out pushing him gentle so he can sit down. "babydoll ya know u dont gotta do that." you made ur way to the kitchen to grab his plate "i know baby! i just wanted to do something nice for you." you said as u walk over to him setting his plate down infront of him before pecking his temple. "let me get you a beer!" you said rushing to the fridge bending over to grab him a beer, he then got up making his way to where u were at grabbing you by the waist pulling you tightly against his chest.

you squealed as he bent you over on the counter by the fruits you had set out to bake a pie later on. "j-joel..!" he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants letting them fall down, "your so good to me baby.. how did i ever get such a lovely woman like you.." he said bunching your skirt around your waist moving your damp panties aside. you whimpered softly looking back at him as he fingers your wet cunt, "yeah.. you like that baby..? atta girl.. just like that" your body pumped with adrenaline as he said those few words. "j-joel please.." "please what baby..?" he said adding a third finger. you moaned loudly. "y-your cock.. mm..~!" "i got you pretty girl.. i got you." he said taking out his wet fingers, putting his hands on your hips as his tip nudged at your entrance. it felt so fucking good, you wouldnt mind him taking you here in the kitchen all night. "3..2..1.."

You were the definition of a sweet, well behaved child. You loved going to church, always eager to help whenever you could, and you seemed to understand things so easily. You were polite, gentle, and carried yourself with a quiet kindness that made everyone around you smile. your parents ADORED you out of your 4 siblings.

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one day you decide to visit your local church, the one you always show up to on sundays, you wore a white dress with a square neckline, short sleeves, and red ribbon accents aswell as wearing white socks and mary janes. with a small purse contained with only your bible and a little coin purse.

once you got to the church, you opened the big wooden doors, you take a small whiff. 'finally some time with the lord' you thought. you looked around.. it seemed to be empty, but when you turned to your right you saw a tall 6'2 bulky man with a hat on. he turns his head toward you, your eyes meeting. you give him a soft smile, he nods at you before turning away. After dipping your fingers into the holy water by the entrance and making the sign of the cross on your forehead, you walked slowly down the center aisle. Every pew stood empty. You chose one a few rows from the front, turned toward the altar sliding into the pew. Lowering yourself onto the kneeler, you folded your hands and bowed your head as you began to pray.

shortly after you got out the church, the same man stood to the side leaning against the brick wall. you never seen the guy so.. you decided to introduce yourself! you slowly make your way over to him before tapping onto his shoulder. he turned around.

"is ere' anything i can help with sweetheart?" he said with his hands going to rest on his belt.. he had some big veiny manly hands you couldnt help but stare.. "uh..? hello?" he repeated himself, you flinched slightly realizing you got carried away a bit. "h-hi..! my name is [+] ! ive never seen you before sir.. are you new here?" you said fidgeting with your hands. he took notice of that "nah i know my way around ere', ya lost?" you look a bit taken back with a simple short answer, but that wasnt the point was it? "n-no not at all sir!" arthur adjusted his belt, "alright girl, i got places to be' take care." he said before turning and walking away, you wish he stayed longer but whatever..

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Sunday

you woke up at 5:00 AM to get ready for worship service, your family still in bed. you jumped in the shower, warm water hits your skin cascading down your body. you picked up a rosemary shampoo bottle and poured some into your hand before massaging it into your hair. After the shower, you put on a white dress white with a baby pink sash and polka dots, covered by a light mesh with matching polka dots, giving it a layered look. She wore white flats with pink polka dots inside the shoe lining. you styled your bangs to the side with a bobby pin.

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after eating breakfast with your family, you all went to church. You quietly pushed open the heavy church doors, the familiar scent of old wood and burning candles greeting you as you stepped inside. The hushed murmurs of the congregation faded into a peaceful silence. Keeping your head low, you walked down the aisle until you found an empty pew near the middle. Sliding in sitting in the middle between your mother and father as your siblings sat side by side. thats when in the corner of your eye. you saw the man again, this time he was looking straight at you, your cheeks warmed slightly as you gave him a shy smile. he smiled slightly back at you before taking a seat looking forward. then the bells rung. church had officially begun. throughout the whole service you couldnt help but zone out and look at him. he was incredibly handsome.

when church ended, you and the man engaged in a conversation, but everytime you asked him for his name.. he just completely changed the topic.. odd wasnt it? until your mother saw you with him, her eyes widened as she rushed towards you. "sweetie, come here for a sec i need to talk to you about something." you looked at your mom with a "uh.." look but politely excused yourself to the man to go with ur mother. once your mom pulled you to a secluded place she sighed. "what were you doing with that man." you looked baffled. "we were just talking mama! i swear!" your mom looked at you, her facial expression softened. she knew you werent like your siblings, "baby.. i heard hes an outlaw! i dont want him corrupting your little head." your mother closed the distance hugging you tightly against her. "dont ever engage in anything with him! okay?" she pulled away cupping your left cheek. you nodded, you understood your mothers worries and promised her that you would stay away. but did you really? absolutely not, you would just start to sneak off with him after service.

he finally gave you his real name after what felt like months. his name was ARTHUR MORGAN. you never found someone incredibly as charming and straightforward as him.

you will also never forget the time where he kisses you gently with his big hand on ur left cheek. how his scruff brushed against your soft face, his musk scent. you couldnt get enough of him after that.

one day on a sunny afternoon you had told your mama you were going to a bible meet with some girls your age. she was a bit hesitant but she never questioned you because of how "innocent" you seemed, so it was easy to convince her. but did you go? again no you didnt. you went to see arthur in a alleyway behind the church. once you arrived he was sketching something in his journal. "Hai arthur!" you waved , he turned to look at you with a smirk putting his sketchbook away. "hi darlin' how are ye doin'?" he said closing the distance wrapping his arms around your waist kissing your forehead. you squealed "ive been doing great now that im here in your arms arthur!" you said nuzzling your head into his chest, his hand cupped your ass squeezing. you let out s small quiet whimper easy to miss, but arthur heard it.

"is that so..?" he said pulling you more closer your body molding into his. you nod eagerly looking up at him, he leaned down kissing you. your breath hitched as your fingers curl into his chest, kissing him back just as eagerly. the kiss became more rough and sloppy. when you two pulled back he pushed you against the church wall, your legs wrapping around his waist. "a-arthur..!" "shhh.. do u want this babydoll?" your a bit nervous.. you do yet you dont.. "im saving myself for m-marriage." arthur sighed, setting you down. "that's alright i dont mind." panic flashed within you. u saw the hurt in his eyes and felt bad instantly. "mm.. no..no! wait!" arthur looked back up at you, you guys stared at eachother for a moment, u had a hint of hesitation but yearning in your eyes "i-ill do it just.. please go slow yeah..?"

Arthur sighed, resting his hands onto your hips before kissing your cheek. "m' not gonna force you either. dont feel like u gotta do this cus of me. do you want to do it?" you nodded, looking up at him with widened eyes. "No darlin' i want words not a nod. use your big girl words hm?" "y-yes arthur! i really want to..!" arthur then turned you around , your chest pressing against the hard rough wall. you felt him bunching up your dress around your hips pulling down your panties, sucking his middle and index finger before slowly inserting them into your tight virgin pussy. you squeaked and squirmed, his fingers were so big and u were so tight. "shh.. your okay sweetpea, it'll feel better soon yeah..?" he said as he moved his fingers in and out of your pussy, you whimpered and mewled softly. "a-arthur mm.. im gonaa.. ah!" you had came, arthur hushed you lovingly. "shh.. its okay.. atta girl.." he took his fingers out. unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, he coated his length with your wetness. he then positioned himself at your entrance, at this point you were already panting and tired, but you wanted to satisfy him. "okay darlin' ready..? 1..2..3." thats when he pushed his tip inside, you moaned loudly tears forming at the corners of your eyes "your good.. another inch beloved.."

he bottomed out making you moan out loud he covered your mouth, giving u a moment to adjust to his size. you panted softly with your fingers curling against the wall, he started going a bit faster. "this okay sugarpea?" you nodded letting out a strained whimper. he started ramming inside you as you continuously let out little mewls he reached down to start rubbing your clit, your knees gave out, but he was strong enough to hold you by the waist. "arthur! mm! no more i cant..! ah~! mm! arthur..~!!" tears starting going down your cheeks are you fell apart on his cock. "you close..? let go.. i got you.." moments later you came letting out a moan. seconds after you felt arthur filling you up.

Joel had been around you ever since you were two years old. He watched you grow up into a beautiful young woman. However, he began having heavily perverted thoughts when you turned eighteen. He felt like he had betrayed your father for even thinking of you that way. you were so sweet, so soft, so vulnerable, and, more specifically, untouched. One day, your dad had to leave on a business trip. He asked Joel to watch over you, which Joel, of course, accepted. It wasn’t that your dad didn’t trust you—you were just a pure little thing who still needed to be babied. It was around the afternoon when Joel arrived. You were as sweet as always, hugging him and pecking his cheek.

“Hi, eek i missed you!!” you said brightly.He smiled warmly, patting your ass gently. "Hello baby girl, how ya holdin' up hmm?" He pulled away to look at you. You beamed with excitement, standing on your tiptoes as you smiled at him. “I’m okay! What about you!?”

He let out a slight chuckle before looking down. “Better now that I’m here with you, princess,” he said, looking back up at you. He reached up to cup your right cheek, his thumb gently running across your bottom lip. You looked up at him with those beautiful eyes he loved so much. “That’s good, Mr. Miller! Do you want a drink?”Joel sighed. “Babygirl, we’ve been over this. When we’re alone, you can call me Joel. Don’t let this happen again, aye?” You looked up at him, confused but obedient. “O-okay, Mr.—I mean, Joel…” “Atta girl. Get me a glass of whiskey. Think ya can do that for me?” You nodded and walked over to the little bar your father had. Grabbing a glass, you poured the whiskey before making your way back over to him. Joel took a seat, watching you before clearing his throat. “Princess, how come you’re so experienced with serving? You’re just a little bunny,” he joked as you approached with his glass in your hand. “Daddy usually makes me serve him while he’s in his office working!”

Joel took the glass, gulping it down before setting it on the countertop. The whiskey burned his throat in a satisfying way as he cleared it. “Ah, I see, babydoll.” He slowly zoned out, thinking about you pervertedly. You noticed but didn’t think much of it. Instead, you leaned over and pecked his cheek before saying, “I’m going to my room." With that, you turned and walked up the wooden stairs.

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During lunch, you went downstairs to see Joel watching football. “Joellll…” you whined softly. He looked back at you with a slight smile. “What d’ya need, baby?” You plopped down on the couch beside him, resting your head on his shoulder and looking up at him with a pout. “I’m hungry… Can we get something to eat?” Joel looked down and sighed before looking back up. “Yeah, baby. Wait in your room for a bit, yeah, princess?” “B-but I’m hungry, Joel.” “I understand, princess. I’ll get ya something… Be a good girl and do it for me.” You huffed and pouted before heading up the stairs. Looking back at Joel, you locked eyes with him for a brief moment. Shyly, you looked away and continued to your room, quietly closing the door behind you.

Joel ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily. No. He couldn’t do this. She’s his best friend’s daughter. What is he thinking? He stood there for a moment, conflicted, before shaking it off. He got up from the couch, turning off the TV, and went upstairs, knocking on your door. “Babydoll, you there?” You were curled up on your bed, watching silly videos on TikTok. “Mhm!!" Joel walked in, hands in his pockets, and sat at the end of your bed. He was clearly troubled, trying to figure out what to say next. you noticed and sat up "is everything okay mr- .. joel..?" joel looked up before placing a hand on ur thigh crawling beside u to spoon. you let out a gasp as your brain fogged. "mm..? joel? what are you doing" Joel wrapped his arms around you pressing your back against his chest. "shh its okay its just me.. deep breaths baby" you squirmed and wiggled accidentally pressing back against his bulge. "joel.." you said with a strained voice. "your safe with me princess, do u trust me..?" he asked placing his hands on the top of your skirt

of course you trusted him! how could you not? but this felt weird yet exciting.. you nodded but before he slide your skirt down.. "baby use your words." your face warmed at his gentle yet demanding tone, "yes joel.." he slide your skirt down along with your pink laced panties "atta girl.. he inserted his finger moving it in and out as you mewled pathetically into the pillow. "shhh baby your doing good.. ur just a wet little thing arent you.." he cooed, you bit ur lip it felt weird but yet so good.. "mmm~! please go slow ah!!" joel slowly inserted in another finger stretching you out a bit with his thumb rubbing your clit "your doing so good.. give it a little bit more time to adjust princess.." you nodded as tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, his fingers were so fucking thick. your pussy clenched down on his fingers as you whimpered loudly "im gonna-" before you could finish what u were saying you squirted allover your bed sheets as joel chuckled, "good job baby.. deep breaths your such a good little bunny" he said as he spanked you then rubbed the spot to soothe it. you yelped.

all of a sudden he sat up "on your stomach baby" he said unzipping his pants, you got on your stomach as he went behind you pulling your hips up lining himself up at your entrance, you whimpered softly ur fingers gripping the comforter as you looked up at him. "babygirl.. if its too much yell out yellow.. deal?" "o-okay.." "your doing so good.. 3..2..1" he pressed the tip inside as your toes curled lifting your head. joel grunted at how tight you were "atta girl, just like that.." he pushed in a little more you let out a squeal abruptly getting on all fours instinctively, joel pushed your upper body down. "your okay your okay.. be a good girl and relax for daddy" he then bottomed out resting his hands on your hips you let out a loud moan as he started thrusting reachinf under you to pinch and play with ur right nipple you burried your face into the pillow your muffled moans and whimpers were like music to joels ears. "fuck yeah! such a good girl, this little pussy is all mine.. you heard me?" he spanked you hard before rubbing over the spot with his thumb thrusting harder, fuck he knew it was your first time but he couldnt help it. "mm daddy! im gonna- oh yes! mm!!" you reached down playing with your clit for extra stimulation before your legs violently shook. "yes!yes! such a good little bunny for daddy.." joel grunted ramming inside you like never before. you wailed and whimpered as he fucked you silly into cumming . thats when your breath hitched and you let out a loud cry, "shit! im gonna cum inside okay baby? ur gonna look so perfect round and full with my baby.. gonna breed you.. ngh.." joel shortly came after as he collapsed ontop of you kissing the back of ur neck.

joel got up pulling his pants back up. he went to the bathroom grabbing a wipe before shortly returning to clean your pussy. "you did amazing princess" he pressed a kiss to your clit as you whimpered, you were still very sensitive. he got you a new pair of panties from your drawer putting them on you, he then layed beside you spooning you, kissing the back of ur neck as he sweet talked you.