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I present to you a - probably quite incomplete, I’m sure I’m missing a lot of speech sounds - reference list and a bit of a guideline for the different ways one can describe the sounds your characters make whilst writing smut. I’ll definitely be referring to it, because I sometimes get stuck on exactly how to describe a particular noise. (aka, “he can’t groan again, he just groaned last paragraph”)

Sounds (noun, both independently and describing speech): breath/breathe, gasp, moan, groan, pant, whimper, whine, shout, yelp, hiss, grunt, cry, scream, shriek, sob, growl, curse, sound, sigh, hum, noise, squeak, snarl, howl, roar, mewl, wail, choke, keen, purr

Sounds (noun, describing speech): rasp, husk, drawl, plea, murmur, whisper, beg

Descriptors (adjective): loud, hushed, quiet, low, high, high-pitched, little, tiny, soft, deep, unrestrained, restrained, strained, breathy, rough, sudden, short, drawn-out, sharp, harsh, hard, thick, smooth, thin, heavy, impassioned, insistent, hungry, passionate, repeated, filthy, debauched, sweet, slow, deliberate, guttural, languid, surprised, husky, distracted, happy, pleased, satisfied, wordless, cut-off, bitten-off, contented, hoarse, extended, long, depraved, aching, choked, strangled, broken, helpless, shuddering, shaky, trembling, urgent, needy, desperate, wanton, shattered, pained, eager

Combine a descriptor and a sound for best effect - for example, “needy moan,” “pleased hum,” or “sudden scream.” You can even use two: “low, rough grunt,” “sweet little cry,” “desperate, filthy noise,” as long as you don’t repeat a word that means the same thing, unless you really want to emphasize it. Avoiding repetition is pretty key here. You don’t usually want to say “hushed, quiet gasp” except on rare occasions when it’s very important how soft the sound was.

Use your own common sense, as well; some sounds and descriptors don’t generally work well together. “Deliberate shriek” probably wouldn’t work well, and neither would “languid grunt,” but again, this is all very situational - play around! Have fun.

Going absolutely cock-dumb while he's railing you and obv he's gotta say something about it to tease you

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, explicit language, nasty talk, condescending joel but he's got a big dick so it's okay

a/n: been the worst at answering asks. life's been busy but i want to write more so thank you for sending this. sorry it took a million years.

in the two months since you've engaged in a nebulous but exclusive situationship with Jackson's newest arrival, Joel Miller, you've learned a lot about the man. he barely talks to anyone besides Ellie and Tommy (and now, you). he's a great shot and likes to prove it. he's protective, even territorial with you. he sings, softly and sweetly just as you're on the verge of falling asleep.

Joel Miller also notices everything.

you shouldn't complain. it's a good thing. it's how you got into the position you're in: in his bed, sitting on his cock, nearly blacking out.

"Joel," you whine. he's splitting you open.

he laughs. "needy girl. been achin' for it all night, haven't you?"

of course he knew. despite being across the bar playing pool with his brother, Joel could feel your fleeting glances on him all night. he took note that you paid extra attention when he was holding the pool cue. he saw the way your thighs clenched when he slid in the booth next to you. and he definitely caught you salivating at the sight of his fingers wrapped around his beer.

the thing about fucking a man who notices everything is that he learns quickly how to make you go stupid on his dick.

over the past two months you've also learned how behind his stoic facade, Joel Miller is a cocky son of a bitch.

especially when he has you like this. pussy clenched tight around him and eyes rolling back from how good every thrust feels. he's barely started and you're already past complete sentences.

"my pretty little slut can't even think straight, can she? thinkin' about cock all night, then can't think at all when you get what you want."

you can only whimper in response because he's completely right. you fall forward, bracing yourself against his chest. the new angle allows him to fuck you with more force. your mouth hangs open and some drool falls onto his torso. he laughs at you. you huff, eyes welling up with tears. you can't be sure if they're the result of his mockery or how achingly full you feel.

"ah, don't worry honey," he coos. "I got ya'."

his calloused hand cups your chin. you lean into the familiar comfort. his thumb finds your bottom lip and you close your mouth around it. you moan at the taste, but it's not enough. he knows. his thumb is gone and three fingers are shoved between your lips. you gag around him. it makes your pussy so wet the sounds in the room are becoming obscene.