#hangryfic

The music pounded over the speakers, the bass could be felt in your chest. It was a pretty cool night outside, inside though the club was packed and hot. The way your tights clung to your legs, your shirt sticking to parts of your back, the rolls on your sides and some parts of your chest. Your skirt giving the perfect amount of cover and breeze to help cool you off.

The lights and sounds were making it difficult to feel like you were on earth. The sea of bodies on the dance floor making it an arduous trek to the bar. Squeezing between people, sliding through groups, awkwardly dancing by someone to get through the crowd.

You take an open spot at the bar, pushing your hair behind your shoulders, the nice breeze from the AC that blasted over the bar was such a nice change. The bartender came over and asked you what you wanted to order.

“A beer and two shots please! Iced glass!” you yell over the music. Bartender nodded and off they went to get your drinks. Lightly bobbing to the music as you waited.

“The man on the other side of the bar bought this for you.” Another bartender said, sliding two shots in front of you. You raise a brow and look over to where they pointed and there was a man smiling and winking at you.

“Oh…” you chewed your bottom lip and looked back out at the dance floor, you couldn’t see your booth from here, but you could definitely feel eyes on you. You looked back over at the man and give a nod and a wave. Picking up one of the shots you threw it back. After this, it was going to be a long night and you couldn’t wait. The second shot also met the same fate as the first, you lick your lips and stack the shot glasses together. The alcohol burned and churned whatever contents it had as you waited. Then another set of shots and the beer were set in front of you.

“Thank you!” you pay for the drinks and take the shots one right after another and leave them there. Picking up the beer you make your way back towards the booth you were sitting in. As you got closer two booted feet met you from under the table. You slid into the booth and placed the beer down in front of the older man who had an arm slug across the back of the booth.

“Here you go.” you say with a smile. The brunet looked at the beer then at you, those pretty crow wrapped hazel eyes settled on you and you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together.

“What was that?” he said as he picked up the beer and took a sip. The question was short, clipped, he didn’t want no beating around the bush. You watched as he spoke, the way his mouth formed the question. Your stomach was suddenly in your throat as you tried to think of something to say.

“N-nothiinnngg. Just someone brought me two shots is all.” you tell him, waving a hand dismissively trying to defuse the situation.

All Joel did was nod and sip his beer quietly. Welp there he goes. You think to yourself. The two of you sit there enjoying the people dancing, the music. Joel had you move to sit fully in his lap at this point, wanting to make sure no one could make a mistake and think you were single. A large hand draped in your lap, the other on the beer.

He was warm, if anyone asked you he’d be hot to the touch, but you were bias when it came to the old fart. A waitress came over and set down a beer for Joel and two more shots for you.

“A gentleman at the bar wanted to buy you two a drink.” she said with a smile.

“Than-” you started as Joel put the hand that was in your lap up to wrap loosely around your throat, thumb gently stroking where your pulse was pounding through your veins. Your mouth closed and you sat quietly.

“Thank you sugar.” Joel said, reaching with his other hand to pull out a five dollar bill and tip the woman.

“Of course.” she said, taking the five and walking away.

“Got yourself a lil admirer huh?” Joel spoke into your ear, voice low not like anyone could hear him talking to you. You swallowed whatever saliva was gathering in your mouth as Joel continued to be Joel. “Sees you sittin’ here and still thinks they’ve got a chance?” he snorted warm breath ghosting over the shell of your ear.

“No, Joel it’s not li-” you tried to explain. The hold Joel had on your throat tightened a little, gently pressing against your jugular. Your face was on fire, your stomach in knots and your thighs crossed as tight as possible in this position. Your panties were soaked.

“One, I didn’t ask you to answer me. And two, who are you callin’ Joel?” he asked, voice stern. “Now you answer me.” the elder ordered.

“I’m sorry sir. I w-was just expla-aing that it wasn’t like that, sir. I gave no one, no one an inkling of a doubt to think they have a chance.” you stumbled through, trying not to fidget, knowing that’ll be another thing you’d have to deal with.

You felt him open his mouth, hear the intake of breath to be reprimanded on how you ended that sentence.

“Sir.” you beat him to it.

“Good girl.” was all he said, the hold on your throat going back to loose once again. He finished his beer, then started on the new one. You sat there, people watching, body thrumming, waiting for Joel to do something.

“Can drink them.” he spoke, once he was half way done with his beer.

“Thank you sir.” you reach for one and take it. The liquid burning and just adding to the fire Joel had started.

“ ‘Course baby.” Joel turned his head to the side to kiss her temple. “I’m of course going to sort ‘im out.”

“You really don’t have to sir.” you whine.

“No, no. I promise it’ll be fun.” another kiss to your temple. A shiver goes down your spine and straight into your cunt.

“Get up, I’m going to the bathroom.” he told you. You nodded and slid off his lap, sitting on the now cold booth seat.

“Would you like me to come with you sir?” you ask looking up at him. Joel’s gaze settled on you and he gave a little smile. “No, not right away. Give me ten minutes, then I want you to meet me in the men’s bathroom in the last stall.” he explained. You squeezed your thighs together at his words and nodded. Your hands settled on your thighs, nails digging into the flesh of your thighs to give some pain.

“Yes sir.”

“Good girl. Have your second shot.” Joel ordered and walked away. You lick your lips and look at the shot. Gaze moving to watch Joel, how he all but stalked towards the bathroom.

God your panties were soaked and he hadn’t even touched you yet. You were acting like it was something you hated. But it was so hot when Joel got possessive of you. He would of bent you over the table and fucked you right in front of everyone if it was that type of club. You take your last shot, licking your lips and settling back into your seat.

At the ten minute mark you make your way to the bathroom. Some men were standing outside in a line, waiting. You give a small smile and a wink and walk in ahead of them.

“Oh hey there pretty lady.” some drunk man at the sink greeted you as the door closed behind you. Your stomach was doing summersalts, you felt so incredibly empty right now, just wanting to be filled. Whatever Joel had planned for you, it was gonna be so good.

“Here.” came Joel’s voice. You looked over to the last stall and he was peaking out, calling you over.

“Yes sir.” you answered him and made a bee line for him.

“Got more admirers?” he asked when you were close enough, the tone sending liquid heat to fill your stomach.

“N-no sir not at all.” Joel reached to grab a fist full of your hair and drag you into the stall. The sharp pain went straight to your cunt. God please fill me. You thought to yourself.

You faced into the stall and there was the guy from the bar. Your stomach dropped as you locked eyes with a man who had a gag and his arms tied behind his back.

You opened your mouth to say something, but Joel was pressed closely to your back, the click of the stall lock shifting into place. The words died in your throat and you closed your mouth.

Joel wrapped an arm around you, grabbing your chin to have you keep eye contact with the other man.

“Look who I found honey.” Joel said, staring down at the man sitting on the toilet seat. He was hard already. “Thought I could have a word with him while you’re here.” Joel said, his free hand moving to lift your shirt up to reveal your breasts. The bralette you were wearing was easy for Joel to pull down and have them spill out.

“Hope you don’t mind honey.” Joel said into your ear. Your face and chest were hot to the touch, your pussy throbbing at this whole interaction. The man from the bar just watched, eyes taking everything in.

“Go on honey, I’ll allow you to say hello. Then I don’t want to hear anything from you. Do I make myself clear? Just nod your head.”

You nod your head to Joel’s words. “H-hi.” you greeted the other man who nodded back to her, moaning some greeting.

“Good girl.” the elder praised. Joel pushed so you had your hands holding you up against the wall, tits deliciously hanging over your ‘audience’. The man’s head followed, leaning back against the wall to look up at you.

Joel’s hands came around to fondle and play with your breasts, rough calloused hands squeezing and pinching your nipples. You arched into his hands, biting your bottom lip to keep quiet like Joel wanted.

The way your head hung your hair came over your shoulders, revealing the delicate skin of your neck and shoulders. Joel’s lips were lighting a fire as he placed kisses to the back of your neck and shoulders, the bite of his beard when he decided to bite and mark you. You stared down at the man before you, he watched eagerly. Joel’s hands abused your tits, your thighs squeezed together just as you felt the elder press against you further. He was also hard, Joel was about to make an example out of you to this random man. He slapped and pulled your breasts.

“Bet your soaked right now.” Joel said low enough so only you heard him. You nodded, pressing back against his hard on. Grinding back against him, his hips bucking as you teased him. You could just picture the texture of his jeans against your hot, sensitive skin. God you wanted him in you now.

The pound of the music could still be felt, so could the use of every other stall and sink in the bathroom. Making you highly aware that if you did break people would hear you.

Joel’s hands moved from your breasts and went to your skirt, lifting it up, he held it against your stomach, showing the tights you had and your underwear to the other. If you could blush any harder you would. “Hold.” was the order. One of your hands came off the wall and held your skirt up just the way Joel had it.

“Being so good for me baby.” he praised and you preened at it, leaning back against him, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck.

“Did I say you can touch?” he questioned as your fingers carded through his hair. You whined softly and went back to leaning against the wall one handed.

“I said I didn’t wanna hear you.” he said, tone cold. One of his hands came up and wrapped around your throat tightly. He was cutting off circulation and your air flow.

Biting your bottom lip to tried to keep quiet and not beg and apologize. Tried not to reach for his hand to get him off your throat. You just looked down at the man before you, his eyes glazed over with want.

Did Joel lore him in here with lies about fucking you? Did this man know he was in for the show of his lifetime. Your stomach coiled and rolled, you couldn’t stop thinking about the way your panties were sticking to you. You couldn’t help but fidget, wanting to get some relief from squeezing your thighs together. Then came a sharp slap to one of your thighs. You stilled as pain bloomed from the area that was hit. Then it was hit again and you focused back seeing that Joel finally let your throat go. You sucked in air trying to get your breathing under control.

“Why are you trying to get off without permission?” he snapped in your ear. “You’ll get to cum. But only when I say so.” you nod and stand still. Joel maneuvers you to put one leg up, foot on the other man's thigh. He moaned softly as you put your weight on him. Joel’s hands moved back down your body, playing with your tits and traveling further. He tore a hole into your tights that split perfectly where you wanted him. He put a hand between your legs and it took every ounce of will power not to grind into that hand. He rubbed you through the fabric groaning softly in your ear at the feel of you.

“Fuckin’ soaked. That all fo’ me?” he asked. You were still staring at the man sitting, his eyes were honed in on Joel playing with your pussy. You mouth a curse, sinking teeth into your bottom lip to keep quiet. The hand on your skirt balling into a fist.

Joel pushed your underwear to the side, circling your clit with his index and middle finger. Your hips bucked against his hands and almost let out a whine when he pulled his hands away. He slapped the inside of your thigh.

“Apologize.”

You took a deep breath to steady yourself, readying your words. Then he hits the same thigh again and the words die on your tongue.

“P-ple,” another slap to the inside of your thigh quiets you as you try and beg.

“I’ll only repeat myself twice.” came the threat. Your pussy was so empty, so empty.

“I-I-‘m sorry sir.” you panted. The man on the toilet was quiet as he watched, leaning forward to be closer to your cunt.

Joel’s hands went right back where you wanted them, underwear held to the side and reaching further to spread your slick folds.

“How’s she lookin’?” Joel asked, one of his fingers reaching to circle your clit, making your walls flutter with the need to be filled. The man groaned, leaning his head against your thigh. Joel chuckled in your ear.

“Look at him, so fuckin’ pathetic. He wants you so bad honey. Wants to taste this wet cunt.” his breath ghosted over your ear, your neck as he spoke. Your walls continued to flutter, your hole sloppy wet for the elder.

Please Joel, please, please, please. You whine in your head hoping he could hear you.

“It’s gonna be so great to see his face when we’re done with him.” came that terrifying dark chuckle that rose goosebumps over every inch of skin that was exposed to the air.

“Alright baby, I’ve tortured you enough for now.” he started, watching as the man between your legs trues to get closer, he couldn’t even taste you if he tried. The gag, it looked like parts of a shirt, was in the way. “How about you rub yourself on his face?” Joel said loud enough this time for the other to hear him. He perked up and nodded, groaning an answer of agreement and started to fidget.

“And yes, I want to hear you. I’m sure we both want to hear you. You can cum whenever you’d like.” Joel said, his words like warm silk over your skin. He helped you up, to get your other foot on his other thigh. You squatted over the man and he groaned, nuzzling into your inner thighs now that you were much closer. Joel reached for the gag.

“You make a noise or try and get attention on us I’ll knock you out and you’ll wake up in both our juices.” he threated as he pulled the gag.

“Yes sir.” came the weak reply before he was diving in between your legs and started to lap and suck at your folds.

“O-oh fuck.” you hiss quietly, pressing your hips down into his mouth, rutting your face against him.

“Jus’ like that girl.” Joel hummed softly, reaching down to spread your folds open further. That caused your seat to take your clit into his mouth, he circled that nub like his life depended on it. Your mouth fell open as you watched, hips always moving. Your hands went to your tits and began to pinch and pull your nipples.

“F-fuck sir.” you whine softly. Joel was pressed tight behind you, your head was right on his shoulder. You turned your head, mouth agape as they both played with you.

“Gonna cum for me darlin’? Gonna cum for daddy?” he asked, voice rough and low, gliding over your body.

You can’t even get the word out as your orgasm tears through you. Joel pushes the other guy's head back just as you cum. Squirting all over his face and into his mouth, his shirt and lap. Joel quickly rubs your clit and folds and that makes you gasp, legs threatening to close but you knew better. You kept them open and kept cumming on Joel’s hand.

“Oh just like that sugar. Yes.” he hummed, kissing your throat as he slapped your pussy causing you to buck your hips and squeeze your legs closed.

Joel’s fingers kept up the assault on your clit as you rutted against his hand, thighs almost cemented together to get him to stop.

“Open.” he ordered, biting your earlobe roughly. A soft groan came from you and you opened your shaky legs. Your participant was right back to pressing his face between your legs.

“God. Oh fuck Jooel.” you gasp softly, head snapping forward so you can watch the man between your legs. Biting your bottom lip you grind down onto him, your hands reaching for Joel’s arms and sinking your nails into him. The elder hissed softly at the sting.

As your enjoying your seat you hear the distinct sound of a belt buckle coming undone. That sound had you cumming, legs squeezing the man’s head. His mouth never stopped as you rutted against him, making more of a mess.

Joel had pulled himself out of his pants and was now rubbing and slapping himself against your messy folds.

“Yes, yes, yes. Please daddy. Please I need you in me so fucking bad.” you beg your hands moving along your stomach and chest.

“Want daddy inside you? Fillin’ you til yer over flowin’?”

You nod to everything he says, softly chanting “yes, yes, yes please.”

Joel slowly slides against your pussy, groaning in your ear. He deliberately filled you, your mouth fell open in a silent moan as you were stuffed. Your walls throbbed and pulsed around him.

“Fuck sugar. Gripping me so tight.” he grunted, slowly pulling out.

“No, no, n-no please put it back.” you babbled as you felt him start to remove himself from your core. Joel cursed at your plea and filled you again.

“Oh daddy,” you sigh. His large hands settle under your thighs, fingers biting into your plump flesh.

Joel began to thrust up into you, dragging his length across your wet velvet crevice. “Shit baby.” he hissed as he surged forward writing his name inside you.

“I-..f-fuuuck I-“ you couldn’t even ready yourself, you slumped back against Joel’s shoulder again, letting him hold all your weight.

“Thas it. Give it to me baby.” he told you, his pace picking up speed. Joel bullied your insides just right. His hand came up to cover your mouth as a loud moan almost broke free. He pulled from you and slapped and rubbed his cock against your folds as you came. Your juices going everywhere, absolutely soaking the man under you.

“Yes pretty girl just like that.” he praised, slapping your pussy with his hand now, much harder than before. Your hips jerk towards his hand, wanting more.

“So pretty when you cum.” Joel complimented. The elder helped you to your feet, so you weren’t over the other man again. Joel positioned your hands back on the wall, his large hands smoothing over heated sensitive skin. He babbled praise and filth into your shoulder. His cock was still nestled amidst your folds. Your on looker moaned softly as he watched the two of you.

Joel’s hands fixed themselves to your hips, thick fingers biting into your skin. He began to piston his hips, dragging himself through your folds, the head of his cock brushing your clit. The brunet did this a couple of times, you met every thrust with your own.

“Please, please, please.” you whimper, one of your hands reaching back to spread your ass for him, bending farther. “Need you inside, please, please.” you beg.

Joel groaned as he watched you. He pushed your hand out of the way and spread your ass himself. “Fuck baby, look at you. Want this big ol’ cock in this tight little hole?” he asked. You nodded furiously before he even got the question out of his mouth. The elder laughed at you as you nodded. “Lord, you're more pathetic than our guest here.” he told you as he lined his cock up with your hole and sluggishly fed you every thick inch of him.

“O-oh yes! Yes, just like that. Love your cock daddy. Feels so fucking good.” you babble, wanting to slam your hips back against him but he held you fast. Your hands dug into the shoulders of your ‘guest’. You met his eye as Joel withdrew and drove right back in, filling you to the hilt. “Fuck.” you gasp, head dropping as you enjoy the feel of Joel stretching you.

“Want you to cum fer me one more time baby. Then daddy can fill you.” he hummed. The brunet’s pace was steady, he slammed back home every time, making you press back against him wanting him as deep as possible.

He reached to grab a handful of your hair and yank your head back. A loud moan ripped from you. Joel’s hips went faster, he added more force. The song playing at the moment had Joel filling you on beat, the feel of his balls slapping your clit had you in a frenzy.

“D-don’t stoo-ah! Yes, right there.” you moaned loudly, slamming back against Joel, your nails digging into the fabric of your guests shirt. Your legs shook, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came again, the strength in your legs giving out. Joel held you to him, cock still buried deep inside you. You could feel your juices roll down your inner legs.

“Fuck baby. Good girl.” he praised, slowly pulling out of you.

“N-no, putit bak peaze.” you slurred your words. Joel laughed at you again and positioned you so now you were facing him.

“You’ll have me back baby.” he said. The elder picked you up, one leg hanging over each of his arms, spread wide for him.

“Look at me.” he ordered. You lifted your head from his shoulder and looked into those now dark hazel eyes.

His gaze held yours for a little. “Open your mouth.” came another order. You did as you were told, opening your mouth wide, tongue sliding out.

Joel smirked and spit into your mouth. You close your mouth and swallow, eyes boring into his. “Good girl.” he praised. “Eyes on me.” his final order before he filled you. God you couldn’t wait. You don’t care about whatever lesson he was trying to teach.

“Please, please. Want you in me so bad daddy. Fill me, feel your load spill out of me into my panties when we leave.” you babble, soft enough just for him to hear you.

“Lil’ louder. We do have company.” he said.

“Want your fat cock in me so bad daddy. Can’t wait to feel your load spill out of me onto my panties when we leave. Gonna be a mess when we get home.” you whine louder, rutting against him, slick folds gliding along his length.

“Good girl. Fuck.” he groaned.

“Please, please daddy. Pretty please?” you mumbled keeping your eyes on him and not on the cock between you that you wanted to be able to taste from your cunt.

Joel leaned forward and kissed you for the first time tonight. That broke whatever last shred of restraint you had. Your hands moved along his chest, shoulders, cupped his face and finally settled in his hair grabbing handfuls. The elder groaned into your mouth, kissing back sloppily, hips following your rhythm. He pulled from the kiss for air, you kissed along his jaw and throat, marking him, biting into hot skin. He pulled back a little and looked between you two.

“Put me in baby.” Joel said. You didn’t give it a second thought, one of your hands surging between the two of you to stroke Joel, getting to finally feel him. How hard he was, he was so close you could tell.

“Yes, right here daddy. Cock belongs right here.” you prattle as you rub him against your folds, slap him against you. “Dick looks so good. Gonna feel at home inside me.” you moan as you like him up and he slams right home inside you.

Your mouth falls open and you go to lean your forehead upon his shoulder and remember your order. You look him in the eyes, biting your bottom lip.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck me please.” you beg. Joel’s hands gripped her thighs as he started his pace. The ‘old’ man did not hold back. The music was pounding again and so was Joel. There was nothing you could pay attention to more than the feel of this man inside you. Bullying your cunt into the shape of his dick. The brunet was brutal, you forgot you were in a public place, that there was literally a man behind you watching you get fucked by your boyfriend.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck me. Yesyesyesyesyesyes.” you whimper, keeping his gaze.

“Cum in me daddy please? I want your load so bad. Show ‘im. Show him who I belong to daddy.” you moan, nodding as you held on for dear life. “Right there, right there.” You could feel your next orgasm approaching quickly.

Joel stared into your eyes as he drilled into you. Blunt nails digging into your flesh, marking you. “Yeah baby. Gonna make him eat my loud outta ya. He wants to taste you again, gonna have to taste me.” he growled, slamming you into him.

“Fuck baby.” Joel groaned. His pace never wavered, he was on beat with the bass outside the bathroom. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, nails scrapping through the fabric.

“Pussy is all mine. Your mine.” the elder groaned as his hips stilled and he came hard.

“FUUUUUUCK JOEL.” you moan loudly, clinging to him as you shake apart, making a mess of the three of you again. He continued to pump into you until he was pleasantly overstimulated. He walked towards the man on the toilet, helping you squat back over him.

“Let’s go, clean her out.” Joel demanded the other back. He pushed you back so you could sit on his face. A soft moan came from you as he cleaned you up. Your hips jerked and bucked when he would suckle your clit. You came one final time, drenching this man once more. Your legs shook, you didn’t even remember where you were anymore.

“Come on honey, let’s get you home.” Joel fixed your clothes and his, wiped you down best he could and led you out of the stall.

“You’re grown I can’t make you do anything. It could be fun though. Should try it.” she pushed a little, voice softer than before. Being burned so many times, just seen as a hole and not a person is what’s kept you from even trying to date in Jackson. Yet one set of eyes always catches yours, hazel, stern, cradled in crows feet.

“Okay, maybe. I’ll get someone a drink at the party this weekend.” you tell her, feeling your hair touch the back of your neck making you shudder.

“There we go, that sounds like a good plan. Bring some of your sweets, theres a small murmur about them throughout Jackson.” Gail said.

You shake your head, “my sweets are for those that are worthy. I’m not baking just for anyone.”

“Me, Joel, Ellie, Tommy and Maria? We’re the worthy ones?” Gail counters.

You open your mouth to say something and then close it, heat burning your cheeks. She was right, Tommy and Maria always have you bake their cakes for their birthdays, for Benjamin's birthday. And Joel...Joel you've been pumping full of sweets for as long as you can remember.

"Fine, fine, fiiine. I'll bring Danishes." you huff at her. Hands unclasping to let the heel of your hand dig into your plump thighs. "Good, good." Gail's timer went off at that exact moment. "Well, our time is done, I'll see you next week." "Enjoy your cookies and have a happy birthday." you get up off the couch and give her a half smile and leave. Still a lot to think about, even though this has been a topic you've been going over with her for weeks almost months at this point. Gail's door closes behind you and off you go back to your house. It was still early, you quickly make a list for things to get to bake for the party this weekend. "Get out of my comfort zone. They call it a comfort zone for a reason. It's comfortable." you mumble to yourself as you look around your quiet living room. You rub your face, sighing, "fine. FINE!" You grab your house keys and leave, locking the door behind you.

You just let your feet take you where you want to go without thinking about it before you chickened out. I can do it. I can do this. I've killed infected! Been taken hostage and this is the scariest thing I can think of? You think to yourself as your pushing open the door to the bar.

There wasn't many people there. Oh thank god. You spot a couple of people probably just getting home from patrol, understandable to want a strong drink. Your eyes land on someone off in the corner, you'd traced those shoulders with your eyes a thousand times, the salt and pepper hair, glasses and a newspaper. Joel. "There goes the comfort zone." you mumble to yourself as you make your way to the bar. Feeling eyes on you made your eyes stick to the floor or right ahead. You were wearing jeans, boots and a thick sweater, being around town you tended to keep the jacket for when you're out of Jackson. Even in the winter you overheated easily. Ordering yourself a drink and take a spot at one end of the bar. It was tough to try and keep your eyes to yourself when you could see him from here. Stop being a creep and go over and talk. You thought. Finishing your first drink you order a second and drink about half of it before getting one for Joel. Taking both cups, you walk over. "I-I thought you could use another drink from a pretty lady." came from your mouth as you set his down in front of him and slid into the chair on the other side of his table.

Joel looks up from the newspaper he's reading, glasses on the tip of his nose. "Pretty woman you are yes. A second drink though? I don't know." he gave you a half smile and a quick wink before taking his glasses off. Heat filled your cheeks at that wink. Oh will you calm down, it wasn't anything crazy!

"Oh come on, are you driving?" you teased as you sipped your second drink slower than before. "Did you save some for Ellie? You did take three cookies." Joel looked down into the new cup you brought him to dodge the question.

"Girl like her don't need sugar." he countered. You couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Guess I'm just gonna have to make some for just her." you threaten lightly.

Joel met your eyes this time, "oh you don't hav'ta do that. I'm sure there will be plenty for her to share."

You laugh at that response and nod. "Alright, you've pulled my arm, I'll make a batch for the both of you to share. Okay Joel? Sharing." the elder made a face at having to share and nodded nonetheless.

He mumbled, "I guess."

You stare down into your cup. Come on, just say it! Just ask! Worst he could do is say no. Just ask. You take a deep breath. "Look, yes I came to bring you a drink, cause I'm sure in some compacity you need it, or want to enjoy a quiet night. I have ulterior motives with my bringing it to you." you start. When you finally look up from your cup Joel is staring intently.

"More than okay to say no, my feelings will be hurt and that's my own probl-"

He cuts you off, "I'm old baby, get to the point before I expire." Heat warms your cheeks once more at just him calling you baby. Will you grow up! It's just a playful nickname he calls every younger woman!

"Yeah, right, right. So I want to get out of my comfort zone and be intimate with someone and you are the first, well only person that came to mind. And completely fine if you don't want to, I get it. Me being a fat girl, it's tou-"

Joel scoffs cutting you off, "that's a stupid excuse to tell ya no. I'm a grown man, bigger gal means I can just use you harder."

Every thought you had left your brain, your mouth closed as it watered at his words. You take a couple more sips from your drink, stomach rolling as what Joel said continued to replay in your head over and over.

"You alright?" Joel asked, waving a hand towards you to get your attention back.

"Y-y-yeah, yeah I'm fine..." you start and then shake your head. "No, I'm not alright, you didn't have to word it that way." your cheeks feel like you could cook an egg on them.

Joel huffed a laugh. "It's true, no need to beat around the bush. Now go ahead, get to yer point."

You lick your lips. "In short you are the first that comes to mind when the thought of sleeping with someone." you finish off your drink after that. "I would very much like to sleep with you Mr. Miller."

Hazel eyes just stare at you as he takes in your words; leans back in his chair. "Me?" was what was asked next.

"Yes you Joel."

"Me? Why me?" he questions more. He didn't sound disgusted, just really very confused.

Chewing your bottom as you literally couldn't even think of a lie what was the point? "Honestly? You're a smart, funny, attractive man, the relationship you and Ellie have." you start. "In short I have a crush on you, everyone but you knows, so yeah."

There wasn't anything left in your cup, so you resulted to putting your hands in your lap, wringing your fingers one by one. One of your legs shaking as you just waited for an answer.

"Me?" he still sounded confused. "A crush? For how long? And what do you mean everyone else knows but me?" there it is.

You look down at your lap as if you'd been scolded. "Three or so years." you trail off quietly.

Joel runs fingers through his hair and takes you in. A smile spreads across his face as he chuckles. Great now I'm being laughed at. Fuck you Gail and your fucking getting out of your comfort zone.

"I am very dense." came from Joel. "Ellie, she told me I'm dense when it comes to things like this." he chuckled again.

"I could of also said something, so it's on both ends." you try and counter.

"Yeah, but the food should have been my clue though. Breads, cakes, cookies, turnovers, left over soup, stews." he listed.

“I bake for others.” you try and counter and Joel shook his head.

“No the girl told me about you having a crush on me, I just took it as you being nice. Feeding us.” the elder explained. “I’m old baby, like maybe ten years tops. You really want a piece of me?”

“I think old age would be too peaceful for you Joel.” you tease. The texan huffed a laugh at that and nodded. “But yeah, yeah I definitely want a piece of you. It doesn’t have to be a full blown relationship, bu-“

Joel cuts you off again, “but you’d love for me to write my name inside ya huh?” he picked his cup up and drank, letting his question stew.

You shook your head. “Joel Miller. Where is all this language coming from?” the question is out of your mouth before you can even stop it. You liked it, of course you did.

The brunet laughed a little harder than before. "Just like to see you speechless, another clue that should of tipped me off." he countered.

“You can have me darlin’, we’ll just go with the flow.” cup in hand Joel finished the rest of his drink.

“Alright.” was all you said, really wanting another drink or just something to do with your hands. You look down at the table with empty cups. “Uh, could I put a rush on that delivery?” you ask. Joel gives you a smirk and nods.

“Oh you weren’t going home tonight after telling me that.” the brunet explained. Your stomach filled with liquid heat and you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together. Now noticing how wet you were. Your cheeks back to burning again.

“Good actually.” you try and get the courage up to say anything remotely as lewd as Joel. Your brain was already short circuiting from this whole interaction.

"I'll take the cups up then and we can get out of here." you stack the cups and bring them back up to the bar.

"Thank you. I'll be back this weekend for the party." you tell Seth.

"Z? Coming to a shindig at the Tipsy Bison? Very rare." Seth teased.

"Yeah, well I'm trying to be better at socializing." you shrug. "Have a good night." you turn to head back to the table you and Joel had shared and found he wasn't there anymore. You looked over to the coat rack, catching Joel pulling on his jacket.

"Are you coming for the thing this weekend?" came the question as you opened the door and followed Joel out of the Bison.

"Maybe, probably to just drop Ellie off and grab myself a plate of food." the elder shrugged about it. "Oh I forgot to ask m-"

"We can go to yours." you cut him off. "Don't want to make you have to head from the other side of town. Old bones in the cold and all." you toss in to tease him.

Joel scoffed at that, "I may be old, I ain't that damn old."

You followed Joel back to his house; you've made this trail a lot over the years. The reality of the situation actually clicking now, you start to play with your fingers as you walk into Joel's open door. He closed the door behind the two of you. "Take your shoes off, make yourself at home." came from the elder as he hung his jacket up.

"Alright." you say softly, kicking your boots off, dropping off in about an inch and a half in height. "I should mention...I," you start, chewing your bottom lip. Joel looks at you, gesturing towards the stairs of his house, large hand on the small of your back. Your skin grew hot under his palm, stomach in your throat.

"Take your time." came the soft reply as you both climbed the stairs. He leads you to his room, the bed unmade, a thick book about space on one of his bedside tables. The way his hand traveled along your spine made you shudder, goosebumps rose under your shirt.

"I’ma virgin." you spit out, coasting further into his room. Unfortunately putting more distance between you.

Joel watched you leave his side and walk away from him. A soft chuckle came from him. "How old are you darlin'?" he questioned, hands settling on his hips to look at you.

"I'm thirty five this fall." you reply, chewing your bottom lip. "I've read enough books to know what I'm kind of doing, I mean there's enough DVDs at the library if I'm being honest. I’m also real good at direction..." you ramble. You didn't notice Joel moved closer, reaching to take your hands that you had been playing with the whole time as you spoke.

"You're alright Zuri. We’ll take it slow, at any point you need me to stop I’ll stop.” Joel explains softly. “And if yer into me not stopping when you say, well, we can get into that next time.” the elder chuckled.

Your brain short circuited from that last sentence, heat filling your stomach again just thinking about that. “Next time?” you say.

Joel looked at you, still smiling. “Darlin’ I’m simple. You have kept me fed and showered with treats. I’ve been smitten too.” came his reply. “You think one time gonna be enough?”

You open your mouth and then close it, shaking your head in agreement. "No, no I don't think one time would be enough." came the quiet reply.

"We can go slow, sum kissin', touching where you're comfortable. You tell me when it's okay to continue." Joel outlined, still letting his thumbs run along the back of your hands. He was warm, the heat coming off him made it feel that all the ice you've kept up was slowly thawing.

"Now 'fore you try and tell me how I should be feelin' about this, I wanna kiss you." the elder gently teased, pulling you closer. His large hands settled on your hips and moved nowhere else.

"When I tell you I've been thinking about that for so long." you laugh, leaning forward to press your lips to his, hands cupping the sides of his face. The feel of his facial hair against your palm helped to know this was actually real. You open your mouth to him, Joel wastes no time in claiming you, tongues dancing, teeth sinking into your bottom lip when you try to pull away for air. God, he tastes just how I thought. Coffee, whiskey, and my cookies. You think to yourself as the kiss turns desperate the longer it continues, soft hums and groans coming from the elder had your stomach churning.

One of your hands move up into his hair, gently gripping at the nape of his neck. You pull away for air fully this time, your bottom lip swollen, your heart hammering, your underwear absolutely soaked. "This okay?" came the question from Joel as one of his hands on your hips moves, sliding up along your side to rest on your back. It almost made you want to pull away, having someone close to your rolls always made you uncomfortable. It being Joel, him asking just made you melt a little. You nod and press yourself closer to him.

"Good. How about this?" his other hand is moving before he finishes and that warm hand cups one of your plump cheeks, squeezing and helping you fit closer to him. It sends a shiver through you straight to your cunt.

"Y-yeah, that's fine." you tell him in a soft voice. Joel leans forward to kiss you again, a soft hum coming from him as he explores your mouth once more. The elder pulls from the kiss this time, lips make a trail along your cheek, jaw and down to your throat. The scratch of his facial hair made you squirm with a soft giggle; it tickled and also lit a fire.

You stare behind Joel as he's nuzzling into your skin, the scraping of his beard just continued to send a thrill through you. His teeth lightly nipping the skin, sometimes sucking a mark into you. Your neck was your weak spot and gods did Joel hit every mark. "F-fuck." you pant quietly against his shoulder, tugging his hair.

After switching to the other side of your neck he marked that one. A muffled moan escaping your mouth as you pressed into his shoulder to keep quiet. "I wanna hear everythin' you gots to say." Joel rasped in your ear, breath ghosting along your neck. When the brunet finally pulled from your neck you could still feel his teeth and tongue.

You lick your lips and just stare at his mouth. "You okay to keep going?" came the question.

"Yes please." you hum, nodding your head along with your answer. "I'm so fucking wet." your eyes dart up to his this time.

Joel's chuckling next, "good to hear."

You let your hands smooth along his shoulders and down his chest before they're settled at your sides again. "How do you want me cowboy?" you ask with a little smile, now the nerves kicking back in. Joel reached for you, gently tugging the hem of your sweater. "Yeah, that would be helpful." you agree, pulling the sweater up over your head and letting it pile on the floor. The shirt you had on was a crop top, your nipples were hard pressing through the fabric. Your stomach rolled over the top of the jeans you were wearing, stretch marks on display. The want to try and cover up; now that the pullover was gone was so damn strong.

Joel gave you a little smile, reaching to take his own shirt off it met the same fate as your first layer. He had a couple more layers than you did, he had you help him with some of them. The final one you bit the bullet, running your hands up under the fabric feeling hot skin dusted with hair; you were sure salt and pepper just like the hair on his head. You pushed the garment off and found the answer to your question.

The palms of your hands smoothed over his chest and arms, you could feel the muscle, you'd seen this man take on a couple of infected alone; regardless of the old age he complains so much about. Joel's hands went to your hips again, pulling you closer, letting his hands wander along your back, your ass, tease under your crop top. The callous feel of his hands on you had goosebumps rising on any ounce of skin that was exposed to the air.

"Let's get rid of these." came from Joel, reaching to remove his jeans. You watched and then did the same, undoing the button and pushing the zipper down. Your jeans hugged every inch of you, pushing them down to your ankles and stepping out of them. Under you wore a pair of boyshorts, they also hugged you in all the right places. You squeezed your thighs together, thoughts of how many different ways this could go. Cheeks heating as embarrassment also flooded your brain. You chewed your bottom lip as you took a deep breath and just pulled the crop top up and over.

Joel looked you over and gave you a smile. "My, can't wait to see what you taste like." he drawled. You blushed at that, the way his words felt like hands along your body. The elder took your hand and led you on over to his bed. You turned the tables on him and pushed him onto the bed. Joel smirked up at you, he was hard and already staining his boxers. You squat in front of him between his legs, hands gliding along his legs, up his thighs. You catch how his muscles tense as you touch him.

Seeing him standing at attention like that had your mouth watering. This wouldn’t be your first time doing this, you were pretty good you’d say so yourself. You wrap a hand around Joel, he jumped in your hand, he was thick and hot and throbbing. Leaning down to let your tongue lick him through his boxers, right where he’s made a mess of himself. He’s musky, almost earthy to you in his taste. A soft groan comes from him, his hands fisting the sheets on his bed to keep them to himself.

Joel shuddered, “Should take these off baby.” You look up at him, those pretty hazel eyes dark with want, his lips swollen from all the kissing you did. Letting his length go you take off his boxers and see him spring to action.

“Oh.” You gasp softly, seeing him now he’s big. You reach to take hold of him again, he jumps once more. He’s smooth in your hand, you can touch your fingers around, tip of your middle finger to the underside of the tip of your thumb. You lean forward, nipples catching the dusting of hair along his thighs it rose goosebumps on your skin. Joel reached forward to take one of them in his hands, rolling your nipple between his index finger and thumb. You hum at the feel of those callous fingers abusing the nub. Licking your lips you lick up the elder’s shaft, loving the feel of him, you suck and lick until you can get the tip into your mouth. Swirling the muscle around him, feeling him gush in your mouth. You close your eyes and enjoy this, taking more of him, the weight of him on your tongue is everything to you.

A groan from the brunet above you. “Fuck baby.” Joel watched intently, your free hand coming to cup his balls as you took more of him into your mouth. His free hand came around to help keep your hair out of the way. You started to finally bob your head, tongue teasing the underside of his shaft. You kept your eyes on him as you took more of him into your mouth, gagging and coughing, slurping and moaning. He spread his legs wider and you got closer, closing your eyes now to savor this. Moaning around him had the elder cursing under his breath.

“You keep up like that and I ain’t gonna last long to be inside ya.” came from Joel, he was breathing hard, his cheeks were red. You finally pull off, licking your lips and seeing how sloppy and wet he was now. You were soaking wet, if you didn’t have your underwear on your juices would be making a mess of your thighs by now.

Joel patted the bed. “Come on up, it’s your turn to be tasted.” your stomach rolled at that, chewing your bottom lip you get to your feet. The elder hums softly looking you over again, he leans forward to kiss along your stomach, large hands fondle your thighs and sides. Then he’s taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You card fingers through his hair, earning a moan from him, he sucked harder and added some pressure with his teeth.

“O-oh fuck.” you pant, leaning into him. His hands coming up to cup your ass and press you closer. He switches nipples and abuses the other one, lightly raking your nails along his scalp has him working harder and biting hard on this nub. “J-just like that.” you whimper. Those calloused hands continue to touch and grope your thighs like he wanted you to sit on him. Just from the way he was holding you could feel his strength, that he could possibly be able to take your weight. Joel pulled from your breast and started to kiss along the valley between them, hands coming up to cup your breasts and tease both nubs at the same time now.

“J-Joel please.” you whine, squeezing your thighs together. You felt so damn empty and so fucking wet. He looks up at you and nods, pulling away and letting you get on the bed. He had you lay with your head on his pillows, large hands roamed along your calfs, lips kiss and nip skin as they go higher along your limbs. You can’t help but squirm, it still felt weird to have someone touching you like this. Joel spread your legs slowly when he needed room, callous finger tips brushed your inner thighs, lips kissed your fupa.

“It’s alright.” came the soft words from Joel. “I’ll talk you through this part. I’m gonna be a tease and play with you through your underwear.” He spread your legs wider, not being able to help himself from pressing his face into one of your inner thighs, kissing, gently biting. All of it went straight to your cunt, your hands stood at your sides, grabbing the sheets under you to have something to do with your hands.

You stutter, “D-do you want me to do anything?”

Joel shook his head. “Nope, just sit back and enjoy, if ya want me ta stop I will.” you nod your head and just look down and watch him. Your stomach rolled with nerves. It’s okay, we’ve gotten this far, he hasn’t done or said anything to make you uncomfortable, we got this. You thought to yourself as you watched. Joel switches thighs and does the same thing, you want to squeeze your thighs together so bad. Just seeing his board shoulders between your legs has you throbbing like never before.

“Alright, I’m gonna start usin’ my hands and mouth okay?” the brunet looked up at you, arms curling the underside of your thighs to hold you open for him. His fingers dug into the tops of your thighs, another show of strength you felt if you tried to move you wouldn’t be able to. That made your cunt throb, god you never thought you’d be into something like that.

You whine, squirming in his hold. “Joel please.” those hazel eyes crinkled, cradled by more crows feet as he chuckled softly. He bent and lightly licked you through your underwear, the feel of that heat had you gasping softly. Your legs tried to close around him, his hold held fast and that just made you squirm even more.

"Fuckin' soakin'. This all for me?" he questioned. You watched his eyes dart down to see the mess you were making in your underwear. This man was going to be the death of you, you knew it. You let go of the sheets you had been gripping since you got into this position. Joel continued to tease you with his tongue, his nose brushing your clit through the fabric. The feel of electricity that went through you, you could see his eyes look up at you when he heard an intake of breath. He did it again, this time pointing his tongue to abuse that bundle of nerves. The way your legs threatened to close very time, the curses falling from your mouth, one of your hands reaching to grab one of Joel's wrists. The other hand taking hold of the sheets once more. Your legs shook in his grip, wanting so bad to close around his head. He stroked your folds through the damp fabric, not letting up no matter how much you tried to move away from him he followed.

"Where you goin'?" he started, "Show's 'bout to start." his voice ran over your body in a wave then went straight to your core. Joel pulled away, letting your legs go. "Keep those open." the elder ordered, just as you were about to try and hide. He stood on his knees before you. He helped you pull your underwear down and tossed them to the floor like the rest of your clothes.

Joel got back into position, this time lifting one of your legs to go over his shoulder. Your instinct was to try and pull away cause of course your leg was definitely too heavy for him. "Ah, no. I'm a big boy, I can take it." he told you. What the fuck? Can he read my mind?

The elder chuckled, "Your face kinda gets this look like you're scared." He kissed along your stomach, hands soothing over skin on your thighs, your hips and stomach as well. It made you shiver at the feel of those rough hands touching you. He settled back between your legs, the leg not over his shoulder is kind of pushed to the side to open you up a little. You chew your bottom lip, the last time you got this far you having not shaved was an issue. Nothing from Joel yet, you were waiting for it.

"Yer fine princess, trust me. Ain’t no bush hurt anyone."

You finally let your bottom lip go, eyes darting down to the man between your legs. Joel didn't wait for an answer, he spread your folds open and you felt the first swipe of the flat of his tongue. The contrast between your pubic hair and his facial hair had your stomach doing summer salts. He didn't stop, tongue swirling around that bundle of nerves this time before he puckered his lips and sucked.

"O-oh!" came the quiet gasp from you. You watched as Joel didn't come up for air, the feel of his nose taking up the mantel for his tongue. "F-fuck." you curse, hips trying to press into his face more. Joel took that sign to press himself closer, hands slipping between your ass and bed cupping your cheeks to hold you there so there was no space between the two of you. The hand that had been gripping the sheets came around and ran through his hair, a groan came from him. You watched as he rutted into the bed as he continued to please you.

Your stomach tightened, mouth falling open as his tongue started to dart into and swirl around where you wanted him the most right now. Fingers tightening your grip in his hair had him doubling his efforts now, the sounds of him groaning and slurping whatever juices he brought to the surface. Your legs shook as he continued to devour you slowly, he took his time. Toes curling, arching into his mouth, soft moans and curses falling from your lips. That first orgasm hit you slow and hard.

"Fuuck Joel!" you sobbed, he held you as you shook apart right in front of him. Legs finally able to close around him, rutting against his face. Nails sank into his shoulder, marking him. You either wanted him closer for more, or to push him away from too much. You just wanted him inside you now for the love of God. The elder finally came up for air, beard covered in your juices, panting and licking his lips.

"That was appetizers baby. You're gettin' the main course soon. It makes it a little easier, won't hurt too much." he explained. Joel wiped his face and got to his knees once more, he took you in. He bent and kissed up your stomach and along your breasts before meeting your lips. You kissed him back lazily, your body felt like jello, small after shocks went through. When Joel pulled away from the kiss you stared up at him, catching your breath.

“Mr. Miller I need you inside right fucking now.”

The elder chuckled, “Alright, alright. It’s gonna be a little uncomfortable.”

“I don’t care, I want to be filled.” you demand.

Joel gives you a smile at that, “Yes ma’am.”

The elder moves towards you, one of your legs pressed against him, he kisses your ankle. Joel takes your other leg and looks at you. “I need you to hold this one for me baby.”

“Okay,” came your answer as you wrapped your arm around your leg and brought it towards your chest.

Joel praised you, “Jus like that, very good.”

“Fuck look at you. Making a mess of my sheets.” he licks his lips as he just stares. He takes cock in hand and gently slides himself through your folds. A groan came from him at how wet and hot you feel. You moan as the tip of him brushes your clit, nails sinking into the underside of the thigh you were holding.

“P-please, please Joel.” you whine, staring up into his face pleading. “Fuck me, write your name inside me like you said.” you bite your bottom lip as your cunt throbs empty and neglected.

The brunet meets your gaze, nodding as he gently slaps your folds with his length a couple of times. The sound of how wet and ready you were had you squirming under him again. He hits your clit and your eyes are darting back down between you. You wanted to watch him disappear inside you.

“Please, want you so bad. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me please.” you beg. Your free hand slides between you and you take hold of his cock, pushing his hand out of the way. You rub him against you some more before the tip of his dick was catching on your hole.

“Right here please Joel?” you ask eyes meeting his face again. The elder groans at the feel of you and nods.

“Alright baby, I gotta go slow though. Going in all at once is gonna hurt.” his voice is husky, you can feel him throbbing in your hand. The leg pressed against him he pushes it back towards you by the back of your knee. He does this with the other, you feel him probing your entrance.

You didn’t hear a damn thing that man said all you were focused on was your core. He took the leg you were holding and did the same. You reached with your free hand now and spread your slick folds for him. “Right here, want you so deep I can taste you please.” you desperately ramble.

Joel groans as he watches you spread yourself for him. “Fuck baby. Want me so bad.” he groaned. He slowly started to feed you inch by inch. Your mouth fell open at the stretch, it was uncomfortable yeah, but after what felt like hours being empty it was perfect,

“Yesss.” you hiss, nodding. “D-don’t stop I want it all.” You reach for his hips to pull him closer, feeling more of him sink into you. The sharp pain was nothing compared to any other pain you've gotten, shot, stabbed, this added to the pleasure of being filled.

“Jesus christ Zuri.” he groans as he finally bottoms out and his hips are pressed to you. You moan as your filled completely, your hands run along his sides and up his chest. You couldn’t breathe it was so much and still felt like not enough. Joel pulled out a little then thrust back in. A moan falls from your lips. He does it again then again.

“Shit princess pussy grippin’ me so tight.” he pants watching himself disappear inside you. The sound of how soaked this man had you was music to your ears; you bit your bottom lip to keep quiet eyes fluttering close as you just enjoy the feel of him.

“Ah, I wanna hear you.” his hips stop moving and you whine. Your eyes open and you meet that heated gaze. “I don’t want you quiet.”

“O-okay, okay. I won’t be quiet please.” your eyes are locked on where you two were connected. Joel turned his head and kissed your calf as he started up another slow pace. You nodded watching him slide in and out of you. More curses and moans fell from your lips, soft breaths of his name. Just like before with his mouth he was taking his sweet ass time. Your hands roamed along his stomach and chest, nails gently raking his sides. The elder hissed at that, pressing his hips into you, trying to get himself as deep as possible. You nod, licking your lips as you stare up at him. Joel moans as he slides out, letting one of your legs go to settle on the bed. Your eyes dart back down between you and shake your head, reaching for his hips.

"No, where you goin'?" you question huskily, eyes meeting his again. The elder takes hold of his cock and slaps your folds again. A whimper leaves you, one of your hands reaching down to circle your clit with your index and middle finger as he teased you.

"Baby girl 'M 'bout damn near close to cummin'," he explained. Large hands glided along your body as he continued to rut against you. The slick slide of him between your folds drove you absolutely crazy.

You shake your head. "What happened to using me harder?' you asked. His hazel eyes met yours when you asked that.

"Fuck me into the bed Mr. Miller, wanna feel you long after you're done with me." you express. Something in his eyes told you he took that challenge. You reached for his arms and pulled him closer to wrap your arms around his neck; lips trailed a line along his throat, you kissed the skin there.

"Gonna be the death of me sweetheart." he panted against your shoulder. He pulled away just enough to kiss you, exploring your mouth once more. You reach between the two of you and line his cock up with your pussy. Joel slides back in and groans into your mouth. He pulled for air and to watch again as he sank into you over and over.

You sob, "Yes, harder. Fuck me harder Joel."

The brunet’s pace was slow deliberate, he slipped one of his arms under one of your legs to open you up a little more. The sound of your juices making both of you a mess, the feel of his balls teasing your puckered hole with every thrust. You moaned as he filled you again and again, hands settling on his biceps to hold on, to have something to do with your hands.

“H-harder please,” you whine staring up into his face. Joel nodded and started to ramp up his thrusts, soon he was pounding you into his bed. “Y-yes, yes, yes, yes.” you chant, nails sinking into his skin, your head nodding along. The leg that wasn’t being manipulated by Joel you wrapped around him wanting him closer if that were possible. The sound of Joel groaning into your breasts, the squelching from your weeping cunt as he pummeled your insides with his cock.

“Don’t stop, please so close, so close Joel.” you pant. You babbled to him, moaning loudly as he bit into one of your breasts. The elder sat up a little, hips never wavering. Hazel eyes taking in the mess between you two.

“Fuck baby, pussy makin’ a mess of me.” he licked his lips.

“I’ma try sum sweetheart let me know if you want me to stop.” came from Joel, he was panting. You nod starting up at him just whispering don’t stop. One of his hands came up and wrapped around your throat, he groaned as your cunt squeezed him at that. Your heart hammered in your chest at the feel of his large warm hand holding you by the neck.

“T-tighter,” you whimper, hand coming to grab his wrist. “Please.”

Joel tightens his hold. Your stomach rolls with want, you were so close. You close your eyes with your blood flow being hindered and him drilling into you. Finally that cord snapped and you came with a shout, nails digging into Joel’s wrist and bicep. He lets go of your leg and throat, you continue to babble his name. The elder cursed and kept going now chasing his own high.

“D-don’t you dare pull out.” you rasp looking up at him. His resolve was crumbling in front of you, he bent and kissed you quiet as his hips stilled and he filled you with a groan. Your legs tightened around him holding the texan to you, your arms going around his neck. When he pulled from the kiss he was panting, catching his breath.

“Holy shit.” came from the brunet as he laid on top, his full weight sinking into you.

“Holy shit is right,” you slur eyes still closed as your heart beat returns to normal. Hands roamed along his shoulders and back as you two laid there in the aftermath.

“I am so sorry for your sheets.” you apologize.

“Shut up.” Joel huffed a laugh. “Means you enjoyed yaself I’m not complaining.”

It was quiet for a little the room cooled, sweat dried on the both of you. Joel had closed his eyes and listened to your heart beat.

“Joel?! JOEL IS EVERYTHING OKAY?!” came from across the room. The elder jumped a little hearing his name being called. He wiped his face and sat up.

“No, don’t get up yet.” you whine, letting your hands drop to your stomach, legs falling open as he pulled out with a hiss. He went to the dresser where you can see a walkie talkie on it.

“Ellie, everything is fine.”

“I heard screaming, you sure everything’s fine?” came her reply. Your cheeks warmed from embarrassment at her words. You were so loud! Ellie fucking heard from the garage.

“Everything is fine. Just have a lady friend over.” Joel explained, shaking his head.

It was silent for a couple of seconds. “Oh…I’ll play a record then bye!”

Joel chuckled and turned the walkie off, stretching bones popping and a groan coming from the elder. You couldn’t move even if you tried to. Your legs felt like jello, your brain was still mush after that.

“You alright darlin’?” drawled the texan.

“Just a couple minutes,” you slur, turning onto your side cuddling into the pillow you were laying on. Joel watched as you got comfy a chuckle leaving him as he walked over.

“Take all the time ya need sweet.” he said letting his hand run along your thigh and pat your cheek. “Showers all yours when you need it.”

You yawn, “Thank you.” You nuzzle into his bed and end up falling asleep.

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“Some of us are going out to get supplies and see if we can pick up any leads on this Halsin guy. You’re more than welcome to stay and rest. It shouldn’t be too daunting for us.” He spoke.

Humming I nodded, about to curl back into my bed roll when Astarion spoke up. “You can sleep in my tent if you want the sun out of your way.” I nodded at that, standing, Gale reached out and took hold of my arm to help me stand.

I cracked my eyes open and made a face at how bright the sun was today of all days! I stumble over to Astarion’s tent and crawled in, sighing softly at how nice and dark and cool it was in there. My tail wagged lightly, the smell of him was intoxicating. A nice perfume but also with an added earthiness to it.

“Hmm.” I snuggle into his pillows breathing him in, relaxing into his furs. I am dozing off when I feel the sun peak through the flap at the opening of his tent. Then feel a presence over me, knees brushing my putter thighs as someone straddles the backs of my thighs.

“Come on, I want to sleep.” I whine, not moving from my spot or trying to get them out.

I feel cool hands massage up the backs of my thighs to cup my ass. My tail stiffens and I go to turn my head, but they move fast, grabbing my opposite horn and turning my head away from them. Their fingers tangle in my hair and their other cold hand wraps my tail around to tug.

I groan at the slight pain, thighs squeezing together. They push my head down into the pillow, cool lips press to my ear.

“Just relax and enjoy me taking my pleasure from you.” Came Astarion’s silky smooth voice to glide over my body and ghost along my ear. I bite my bottom lip and try to struggle a little bit, to make it worth both our time.

“I’m not going to give in to you so easily.” I counter. A soft chuckle comes from him as he yanks on my tail once more, a moan coming from me.

“There are still some of our friends here, best keep quiet.” He threatens, shoving my head into his pillow. “Know your place, I don’t want to hear a peep out of you.” The vampyr snaps.

Astarion keeps my tail wrapped in his hand, pulling it to make me get on my knees. I lean back to feel he was willing and wanting. I press my face into the pillow I held onto for dear life to keep quiet.

“There we go, so good for me love.” He hummed, his free hand gripping my hip so he could rut against my. My trousers already wet with arousal.

It was always the size difference between us that turned me on to no end. How strong he was, how fast he could take over as if my size never bothered him. The snowed haired man finally let go of my tail to pull down my trousers enjoy to expose my slick folds to him.

“All that fight you tried to give me before, look at you.” He sucked his teeth and shook his head. One of his hands coming down with a hard slap over one of my bare cheeks.

“Fuck Astarion, just fuck me already.” I hiss, turning my head to look at him. My purple and green eyes bore into him, glassy with lust and want. “Now.” I snap.

The vampyr gave me a grin, all fangs as he bent and sunk his teeth into the top of my ass cheek. I groan softly, watching him the entire time. He drank from me slowly, keeping my gaze as he spanked me again harder than before.

“Gods, you’re such an insufferable tease.” I whine, putting my face back into the pillow.

“Only cause you make me dear.” He countered, as he licked the puncture holes above my ass.

Astarion pulled his own trousers down, sliding his length between my folds and thighs. “Shit.” He hisses, hands grabbing hold of my hips as he teased me even more. The feel of how wet I was as he pistioned his hips like that, the sound of our skin meeting was so pretty. How he panted, finger nails digging into my skin just right.

He gave me a slow thrust, the head of his cock brushing my clit causing my to squeeze my thighs together, pressing back against him.

“Astarion please.” I beg, feeling my slick start to make its way down my thighs.

He hummed at my plead and pulled out. “Hold yourself open for me.” He demanded, moving so he wasn’t keeping my legs trapped between his.

I reach back taking hold of each globe in my hands and widened my legs so he could see what a mess he’s made me. Astarion licked his lips as he watched, scooting closer to tease my hole with his length this time.

“Look at you.” He groaned softly, spanking me once, twice and finally a third time watching my cunt grip nothing.

“Please.” I beg more desperately this time, the side of my face against the pillow.

“Since you asked so nicely.” He purred. The silver haired man fed me inch by inch of his thick aching cock. I moan into the pillow, squeezing him with everything in me.

“Fuck.” He growls low in his throat as he bottoms out, hips pressed against me. I wiggle against him hearing him hiss has me doing it again.

“God, first the smell of you, the taste of you and now the feel of you. My dear I don’t think I could go back to not having any part of you.” He babbled, pulling out until just the tip of him was left inside me. I panted, pressing my hips back again, following him. I moan as he stretched me again.

“Fuck me, make me cum on that cock Astarion.” I whine, my nails digging into my skin.

The vampyr licks his lips and starts up a brutal pace. I turn my face into the pillow quickly, cursing into the fabric. My hands fall from their position and brace against the floor so I have him as deep as possible.

The sounds from the vampyr babbling praise and dirty words, along side the sound of how wet this man made me. Gods if this could go on forever I wouldn’t give a rats ass about the tadpole living in my head right now.

He pushed my shoulders down into the furs, lifting up onto his feet to squat behind me and pound me from that position. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he filled me perfectly, feeling every inch of him, every vein.

“Yes, yes.” I moan as he can’t help but meet each thrust. I was so close.

Astarion took a handful of my hair, the grip he had made my scalp tingle as he brought his lips to my ear.

“Touch yourself, I want you to finish with me.” He demanded, nipping my earlobe.

I didn’t need to touch myself, the moment he would bite into me I’d finish immediately. I held on as long a so could. Chanting his name, claws digging into the furs under me.

The rouge groaned, putting his face into my neck and biting me hard. He drank from me and I moaned, squeezing him tightly as I came around him. He slapped a hand over my mouth to keep me as quiet as possible as he continued to use me to chase his end.

He drank and then stilled, filling me with his load. Pulling from my neck he licked the wound closed and kissed them before dropping the hand from my mouth.

I collapsed onto the bedroll underneath me, trying to catch my breath. My eyes closed as I laid there. Astarion slowly pulled out, watching our mix of juices slowly spilling out of me.

“Mmm, look at you.” He said, giving my ass a pat before helping me put my trousers back on. He crawled to lay beside me and stare at my face. I open my eyes and give him a small smile.

“Can I go back to sleep now?” I chuckle. I leaned toward him and placed a kiss to his lips. The vampyr opened his mouth and allowed me to explore his mouth. The taste of myself and him caused me to moan softly before I pulled away. “Get out.” I told him with a smile and half lidded eyes.

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It was late when I got back, a nice cold bath at the lake and a well deserved nap on the small beach. My clothes folded perfectly in my bag. I lean my axe against one of the boulders near my bedroll alongside my bag. I stretch again and sigh softly, now hungry and looking for food. 

“I saved you some.” Came Shadowheart’s voice to my side. I jumped from not hearing her approach me. 

“Thank you. I’m starved.” I chuckle, reaching for whatever leftovers she had for me. “Much appreciated.” I give her a smile. The cleric returned the smile and went back to her tent. I sat by the fire and ate quietly. 

This time I felt the next person approaching, but how can I not? The gaze that bore holes into me for weeks now came up and squatted beside me. 

“Welcome back my dear. Hope you had a good time with your bath.” Astarion purred, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. 

My glowing yellow eyes moved from the fire to the vampire beside me. That smirk was set in place, those hungry red eyes settled on me. I continued to eat, not saying anything else. Astarion’s eyes followed the way my throat moved as I swallowed. 

“It was perfect, got to wash my clothes and take a nap. But I assume you knew. Since you were watching.” I countered, turning back to the fire. 

The snow haired man fell silent for a little before he cleared his throat. “Someone had to watch out for you. What if something happened while you were sleeping?” 

I rose a brow and met his gaze again. “I can take care of myself Star.” I countered with a half smile. The look of disgust over the nickname made my smile full. 

“You are a heavy sleeper, how could you take ca-“ He started.

“Just say what you have been wanting to say since the day I met you Astarion. Or would you rather me say it for you?” I cut him off, finishing my food. Turning my full attentions on him. He looked at me with narrowed eyes, head turning to the side like a cat watching a bug.

“Say what?” He questioned, a half smirk on his face. The white haired man was challenging me.

I lick my lips, his stare always made it hard to talk. I won’t lie, staring at his mouth when he spoke always made it hard to do anything, even to listen to him talk honestly.

“That you are hungry and you’d love nothing more than to sink your teeth into my neck for a meal.” I say quietly, knowing the rest of the team was oblivious.

It was his turn now to watch my mouth as I spoke to him. The lick of his lips before those ruby eyes met mine once again. “Using the tadpole I see?” He asked.

I chuckled at that and shook my head. “It’s obvious Star. The pale skin, the fangs? The wandering off at night, probably to feed. I watch you just as closely as you watch me.” I parry with a knowing smirk of my own. 

The elf scowled at me after that and I couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You don’t see anything.” He huffed. 

“You’re right, I’m so sorry Star. I don’t see anything.” I mock with a frown, allowing my fingers to run down from my throat to collarbone. “Does the big bad vampire want to seduce this Dragonborn so badly?” I question innocently, cocking my head to the side. 

I watch as his gaze follows my digits, the small dart of his tongue along his bottom lip before we were back in that stare. Astarion stood quiet for a few minutes, putting his hands on his thighs.

“You sit so pretty for me.” I praised softly. 

“Now say what you want.” I demanded.

If vampire’s could blush I’m sure Astarion would be right now. He pouted and looked down at the floor. I got to my feet and dusted myself off, standing before him with a pearlescent pink clawed hand on my hip. Those scarlet eyes took their time giving me a once over. 

“Alright, when you’ve thought of what you want to say you know where to find me.” I tell him, giving him another smile. 

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Laying on my bedroll, eyes closed as I enjoy the sound of the fire, the wind in the trees and the water from a pond nearby. It was enough to lull me to sleep. 

My first snore jolted me awake. “Shit.” I hummed before I opened my eyes and saw Astarion over me, teeth bared. I reacted before my brain could process the information. My hand wrapped around his throat and I rolled us so he was under me.

I straddled him right as I finally saw who it was. “What are you doing?!” I whispered to him, hand still secured around his throat. 

The vampire didn’t look mad, he had that pretty little smirk set in place. One of his hands came up to take a hold of my wrist. “Careful darling, you might start something I can’t finish for you.” He purred those blood red eyes stared up at me with more than just the normal kind of hunger.

I shake my head and squeeze. “Speak.” I snapped, taking on the aggression that La’zel takes when talking to anyone.

Astarion groaned softly at the pressure I put on, feeling him squirm under me was such a surprise.

“I wasn’t going to hurt you dear. Never that.” He told me, the hand on my wrist slowly ghosting up my arm and back down. 

“I couldn’t take it anymore, your smell is intoxicating. I need a taste so bad.” He whined, eyes never leaving mine. The snow haired man licked his lips. 

“And you couldn’t say that earlier? Couldn’t I don’t know agree with me when I said that?” I questioned, loosening the right hold on him.

“Oh no, put it back.” He said, almost begging in that breathy tone. 

I raise a brow at him and don’t say anything.

“Please.” He said, hand still on my wrist, his blunt nails trying to gather some purchase on my scales. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” My grip tightens again, this time tighter than before.

The sigh of breath that leaves him, as he closes his eyes to enjoy it. 

“You make such pretty noises for me, Star.” I purr. Looking around to see if anyone was awake

I bend to place my lips at his ear. “Now speak, tell Sil what you’d like and I’ll tell you exactly how I want it played out.” I tell him, my tail wrapped around his leg to tease him as he thought about it. I released his throat so he could talk. 

The intake of breath he got, he opened his eyes and settled his hands on his chest as he looked up at me with that hungry smile. “My, you are the first ever to turn my brain to mush beautiful.” He panted.

“Feeding on animals like I have has left me wanting,  feeling weak. With some humanoid blood I would be stronger. Just a bite.” He said, breathier than usual. “Please.”

I gave a smirk, my tail teasing at his inner thigh now. He squirmed against my tail. “Alright.” I say, getting off him. I used my tail to lift him off the ground and get him to his feet. I grab one of the furs I was laying on.

Astarion leaned toward me with the smallest hint of a smile. I watched him, my tail wrapping around his throat. The soft hum that I could feel on my scales made me lightly squeeze. I led him deeper into the woods by camp, away from everyone. We were shrouded by tall trees and more. The entire time walking here he held my tail, I wonder if it was because my hands were too far.

“Now dear, tell me where you want my fangs.” He purred, licking his lips as I turned to him when he spoke. 

I release him again and he almost pouts. “I will sit on this pretty face.” I raise my hand and run my knuckles along his cheek. My thumb tracing his bottom lip. 

“And you will pleasure me until I am satisfied and then will you feed from me.” I explain. Astarion opened his mouth and took my thumb into his mouth, those pretty ruby eyes on mine.

“For such a mouthy vampire, you listen so good for me.” I hum, watching him. He gives a half smile at the praise.

I began to remove my trousers, those eyes following where new flesh was revealed. I felt Astarion move in closer, to my right side. My tail moves to take one of his hands. 

“You’re allowed to touch.” I tell him, placing the hand my tail held to my hip. 

The vampire all but suctioned to my side, his cold lips kissing along my shoulder. His hands trace my scales across my hip and down my back, across my stomach.

I turn to face him completely, my large clawed hand making him look up at me. I bend a little to meet his lips in a quick kiss. One of my arms go around him to hold him close. His hands slide along my sides and chest before his arms wrapped around my neck to keep me there for another kiss. I moan into it, taking over. My tongue played with his. The soft groans I swallowed as I claimed his mouth made me hungry for more. His noises always had me thinking the most obscene things. If a dragon could get goosebumps I’d have them all the time when Astarion was around.

When I pulled away from the kiss the vampire licked his lips, red eyes on my lips. 

“Now lay down so I can take my seat.” I demand softly. 

Astarion gives me a grin and gets into position, laying on the fur. 

I find my spot over him, his cold hands smoothing over the underside of my large scaled thighs. Humming, I reach down and card my claws through his hair. 

Astarion nips and licks along my inner thighs, causing me to moan softly. He doesn’t wait for me to say anything. Using his vampire strength he pulls me down, arms wrapping around my thighs to hold me still. 

I gasp, biting my bottom lip as he all but devours me. My moans are the only thing I can hear. “Shit.” I curse, closing my eyes to enjoy the way he fucks me with his tongue.

“Yes.” I groan, wanting to rut against his face, but I’m held fast. His tongue assaults my clit, swirling circles around the nub. I tighten my hand in his hair, my claws lightly marking the top of his head. His groans as he feasts on my folds just makes me tighten around his tongue when he plunges it into me.

My first orgasm stole all the air from my lungs. I topple over, hands catching me on the ground. “Fuck me.” I pant.

Astarion still has a strong hold on my thighs keeping me in place. My arms shake and I fold my arms under me, my forehead resting on them. 

The feel of his fingers digging into my scales on my thighs is a delicious feeling. Sitting up so I can see his forehead from here. He moved a little so he could look up at me and I gave him a smile.

“Should grow your nails out. It would add such a nice touch.” I tell him softly. Astarion gives me a wink as he closed his eyes and went back to pleasing me.

I bit my bottom lip and enjoyed everything he gave me. “Yes.” I moan, my hands reaching for his so I could loosen his grip a little and start to roll my hips against his tongue.

“Mmm, a mouth that’s got more any just snide remarks.” I teased. 

My second orgasm hits me faster than the first. I moan the elf’s name, thighs shaking as overstimulation rolls through me.

Astarion moves quickly, I’m on my back before I even know what’s happening. I look up at him, the moon peeking through the treetops illuminating him perfectly. Those ruby eyes seem like they’re glowing the way he looks down at me.

“Hello there.” He breaths, licking his lips. His chin and cheeks covered in my juices. 

“Hmm, good looking and covered in me? Perfection.” I praised, reaching for the front of his shirt and pulling him closer for a kiss. I moan into the kiss, large claws hand glide down his back so I could lightly sink my claws into his ass and press him closer.

Astarion hisses into the kiss. He pulls from it and stares down at me, waiting for the order he’s been wanting all night.

“One more then you can feed.” I tell him with a smirk. Astarion hummed, bending his head to nip and kiss along my hips. He bared his fangs with a hiss. My cunt tightened around air and the thought of having him inside me.

“Just when I’m about to cum, you may take from me.” I tell him, rubbing claws through his hair.

The silver haired man nodded, getting into position. He put his arms around my thighs again to keep me spread and in place. The light kisses to my inner thighs made me hum. That strong hold he had on me just made my head spin. He nipped along the delicate skin there before he returned to pressing his face into my core. 

I gasped, already starting to feel overstimulated. It felt like too much but not enough, I moaned softly at the contact his tongue gave on my clit. My gaze to watch him, those ruby eyes were already trained on me as he made a mess of me once more. Adding his fingers to the mix brought me closer to the edge faster than before. 

“Y-yes. Faster Star.” I moaned, my tail sliding along his chest and torso. My claws dug into the fur under me, the sound of it tearing as he brought me over that cusp. 

I sob his name as I cum on that pretty face once more. He groans, lapping at my mess before I feel the sharp feel of his fangs sink into my inner thigh. I gasp and cum again, thighs closing around him as he drinks. My legs shook as I laid there catching my breath, watching the stars tease me through the canopy.

“Such a good vampyr for me, Star.” I hum, reaching to run my fingers through his hair as he feeds. He has his fill and pulls away panting, some of my blood running down his chin. 

“My dear, that was erotic, thank you.” He moaned, licking his lips as he stares down at me. My eyes are fluttering closed as I just relax. 

“Rest, we’ll go back to camp in the morning.” He told me as he moved to help me get dressed.