appetizer || joel miller
PART 1 || AO3 || MASTERLIST || FREE PALESTINE
pairing : joel miller x f!reader
summary : joel finds the note you left in his lunch.
** can be read standalone, it’s porn with minimal plot 🫠 **
tags : M-18+, no use of y/n, no outbreak, domestic life with joel, sarah and ellie very briefly mentioned, joel is mid-to-late-30s, joel being big kinda mentioned, sexting, these two maniacs sending spicy pictures and videos to each other, masturbation (f! and m!), pet names and praises (darling, good girl, baby…), joel using his manners (you’ll see what i mean), if i missed any tags, lmk!!
WC : 2.6k
Just as you hit send, your phone chimes again. A text from Joel.
You little shit.
You stop for a second before clicking the notification, confused. You see three little bubbles pop up and then a picture.
The note you left in his lunch this morning.
When Joel hopped in his truck to go to work, it took every creaky bone in his body not to say fuck it and march back inside to you. But alas, he had a job to do.
As best as he could, he tried to calm himself down, already half hard again after taking you on the couch not even ten minutes before just thinking about when he gets to come home to you.
Eventually, the monotonous sounds of the road lull his brain to normal and he gets to work no problem, starting his early day. His crew gets there not too long after him, clearly not happy that they are also spending their Saturday morning on the job.
“Man, it’s too early for all this. I miss my bed,” one gripes.
“Quit your whining,” Joel says. “The earlier we start, the earlier we go home. So pick up a drill and get to work.”
And they do just that. The day passes quicker than he thought it would despite how badly he didn’t want to leave this morning, and he does a pretty decent job staying focused, he thinks. Every now and then, though, he pauses, remembering how he left you. Naked on the couch, blanket lazily draped over your hips, the stretch of him still lingering between your legs… He would quickly distract himself just trying to make it through the day.
But he spent the majority of it half hard and adjusting his pants as discreetly as he could.
Finally, it was around “lunch” time (making it to 9 am after working for hours counts, right?) and Joel retreated to his truck as the other guys ran off to whatever fast food place they were craving.
Guess I would’a had time to grab somethin’ after all, he thinks. But the lunch box in his passenger seat is calling to him, and he lets himself recount the morning he’s had.
He thinks about you dancing around the kitchen packing his food, no idea that he was there the whole time… sneaking up behind you… carrying you to the couch… but he stops himself again before he gets too worked up and opens his lunch.
That’s when he sees it.
Immediately, he grabs his phone.
Your eyes flutter awake when the warm sunlight streams in through the blinds. The beams softly cascade across your face as you slowly stir awake. You’re still laying just how Joel left you earlier, adorned with a blanket that you didn’t notice he draped over your naked body before he left for work. You stretch and nestle into the soft cushions and plush blanket, bringing it up to your face and settling in with a content hum.
A tinge of panic fills your body when you remember that Sarah and Ellie are still at their friend’s house, and you quickly sit up to check your phone. To your relief (and utter surprise at the luck), their friend’s mom had texted you that they were going to take the girls to the museum today after their very persuasive begging the previous night.
You huff a laugh to yourself and text back, so fun!! hope y’all have a great day, let me know what we owe you to cover their cost!
Y’all. Maybe you would benefit from a little bit of time away from—
Just as you hit send, your phone chimes again. A text from Joel.
You little shit.
You stop for a second before clicking the notification, confused. You see three little bubbles pop up and then a picture.
The note you left in his lunch this morning.
On top of his sandwich container is a sticky note reading, “I can’t wait to suck your dick later! xoxo :P” You start texting back:
what’s wrong baby? lol
I can barely focus already after this morning and now you pull this.
i’m sorry <3
No you’re not.
You lay back on the couch giggling like a schoolgirl covering yourself in the blanket he laid on you earlier.
you're right, i don't lol
Just then, you get an idea, feeling particularly mischievous this morning.
where are you right now
What?
are your boys around?
No I’m in my truck.
You smirk to yourself and open your camera, slipping the blanket down to only cover the mound between your legs and one hip while the other protrudes up, the light hitting it just right. You angle the camera to capture the full length of your naked body, twisting a little to accentuate your curves and hit send.
It takes a minute for his response to come in. Fuck darling you’re still on the couch?
of course i am, right where you left me ;)
That’s my good girl
Just a silly little text has your insides turn mushy. You feel a warm tingle creep down your spine and you squeeze your legs together. You text back:
how much time do you have
About 30 minutes
oh perfect, that’s plenty of time :)
Plenty of time for what?
You reach down between your legs and feel the slick just starting to pool there, spreading it through your folds and coating your fingers. You open your camera again and start a video slipping two fingers inside, pulling them out with a string of arousal still connecting them to your core.
It's no time before he’s texting you back: Oh my god
Back in his truck, he’s losing his mind.
Watching you slip your fingers inside with such ease… seeing the shiny strings hanging off your pretty fingers… his cock bounces in his jeans and he palms himself over his clothes as he replays the video for the third time in a row.
like what you see?
God, do I, he thinks. He looks around to make sure he’s out of sight, luckily parked facing away from where anyone might catch him, and he reaches for his pants. He unbuttons his jeans and opens the zipper, reaching into his boxers to pull out his almost fully hard cock. He tugs up and down a few times before he lets go, fumbling with his phone to open his camera before reaching back down and videoing.
You tell me, he says back.
you’re dirty. i like it.
He chuckles at your text before another one comes in. pump it harder.
Bossy
you want more pics or not?
Immediately, he sends back: Yes ma’am.
bet you wish it was my hands instead huh
You know I do, he says. And he really does. Your soft hands feel angelic when you get him off, rubbing his length just right every time.
i wish you were filling me up
Yeah? Fingers too small?
wayyy too small. yours are so big
His cock bounces imagining how he would — should — be fucking you into that couch again for the second or maybe even third time of the day, who knows.
Not just my fingers baby
fuck, i know
Show me how much you want it
It takes a minute for the picture to come through, but he nearly comes at the sight of it. Your glistening pussy shining in the soft sunlight, your slicked fingers spreading you open perfectly showing him everything he wants to see. He almost forgets to respond altogether.
Fuck darling. Need to fill that pussy up
i wanna be on top of you. i wanna feel you in my lungs joel
Fuck, He thinks, feeling a tingle run down his spine thinking about how he would bury himself in you, just like he did this morning. He’d fill you up just like you need. He’d fuck you so good, you’d forget how to speak. His hand starts to move faster, his mind clouded with images of you straddling him, bouncing on his cock and making the truck shake.
you still there?
Yeah I’m here. Feels too good
pretending it’s me? pretending you’re fucking me?
Yes baby. Wish I was fucking you so good
His tip is turning red, the veins in his cock getting more and more pronounced. He keeps rubbing up and down, squeezing his hand at the top just a little bit, just like you do because you know it drives him crazy, and little beads of precum weep out. He’s getting closer.
He watches your message bubbles pop up and then disappear, being replaced a second later with an audio message. He turns his volume up and eagerly hits play.
Absolutely lewd sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your pussy echo from his phone. “Shit—“ he gasps when he hears your soft moans in the back too. He plays it back again, matching each noise with a stroke of his hand pretending it’s him slipping in and out of you. “Fuuuck…” he whispers, playing it again, stroking himself harder.
Fuck baby you’re gonna make me cum soon
yeah just from that? you wanna see what it looks like again?
Yes please I do
oh you're so polite
He slows his hand some, wanting this to last just a little bit longer, eagerly awaiting for your picture.
It sends, and a deep moan slips out on accident. Your full body is on display, knees bent and spread wide with your hand still buried inside. Your boobs sit perfectly where you lay, the hardened buds of your nipples showing him just how much you’re enjoying yourself.
Fuck you’re so fucking hot
feels so good joel. i wanna feel your hands all over me
Squeeze those pretty tits for me gorgeous it’ll feel good
A minute passes before the next text comes in. fuck joel it does feel good. need your mouth on me so bad
He can’t even type normally anymore, his thoughts are racing and he can only focus on the heartbeat he feels thrumming in his length.
I want it too baby feels so good I want to taste you
He’s so close now. It’s only a matter of time before he spills out onto himself picturing you on top of him, writhing and whining as he fucks you.
can you do something for me?
What do you need darling
send me a video of you cumming all over yourself. i know you’re close
His breath hitches. Yes ma’am
good boy
That one. That text right there.
Good boy.
That’s the one that does him in.
You slide your fingers in and out trying to match the way Joel curls them just right. You can’t quite get it like he can, but it’s still pretty damn close. You pet the soft, spongy spot deep inside of you and your hips sputter. Your phone rests on your chest as you palm your tits, just like he told you to, waiting for his video to send.
The pressure builds and builds and builds, your hand wandering down to your clit while the other hand pumps in and out of your heat. Just then, your phone buzzes.
You rip your hand away from the teasing circles it draws and see the preview of the video, the picture showing the moment his white spend spills out of his cock. You’ve never pressed play on a video so fast in your life.
Joel knows you like to hear him whine, and being alone in his truck gives him the perfect opportunity to sound as desperate as he wants. You turn the volume up and hear his panting and grunting, The wet sounds of his hand fisting his cock accompanying his grunts and moans. “Fuck, angel… ‘m gonna cum…” he grunts, holding his breath for a second as the debauched squelching fills the air of the truck. He gasps and absolutely whimpers, “Fuck… oh, shit—!”
The thumb on your occupied hand finds its way to your clit while the free one holds your phone up. You watch in awe as ropes of cum spurt from his cock painting his stomach and the hem of his shirt where he didn’t pull it up far enough. His hips desperately drive up into his hand, the one holding the phone shaking as he groans your name, grunting with each rope that shoots out of the aching, blushing tip. Even when he’s done, his cock twitches with the lingering spasms of his orgasm. He finishes with a heavy sigh, an exasperated and breathy “Fuckin’ hell…” and the video ends.
The sweet sounds of his desperate whines bounce around your head and bring you dangerously close to your orgasm. You pant as you drive your fingers into your throbbing pussy furiously, punching that soft spot perfectly and you quickly open your camera, pressing record.
Joel sits in the afterglow of his orgasm trying desperately to catch his breath. His head is thrown back, chest heaving, and he glances down at the mess he made. His hand is still lazily gripped around his now softening cock while his other grips his phone, dangling to the side of his leg. He feels it buzz and looks down.
Another video.
He brings the phone to his view and presses play.
His cock jumps when your sweet gasps of air fill his ears as you whine and writhe on your fingers. “yes, yes, yes… oh, my god…” you whimper as your fingers drive into your weeping core. Suddenly, your stomach tenses and your hips drive into your own hand, a desperate moan exploding from the deepest part of your chest. You try to drive your fingers further into your heat as you grind your hips through each wave of your orgasm.
Your whines and whimpers and moans makes Joel's vision tunnel, watching with wide eyes as you take what you need from yourself. He feels his cock twitch again in his grip that he didn’t realize has tightened a little more now, the blood barely starting to rush back between his legs.
“Holy shit…” he says to no one, in absolute awe of your beauty.
thank you for that :)
Thank me? Thank you, gorgeous. That was so fucking hot
you made a mess lol
You’re not so clean yourself
ha. ha. ha.
What the hell am I going to do now
check your lunch babe, i didn’t forget the napkins this time ;)
He peers into his lunch box and chuckles. My sweet girl he sends as he reaches to grab them and clean himself up some.
and you still have almost 10 minutes to eat, told you it was plenty of time
Can’t wait to get home and get my real meal though
can’t wait for my meal to come home either. i wrote that note for a reason babe
He inhales sharply as his cock twitches again, barely starting to harden once more. Christ, this girl is insane, he thinks, but now more than ever he can’t wait to get back home to you.
Well I’m making these boys work double time then. We actually don’t have much more to do
hurry up, i’ll be waiting. right here where you left me ;)
You won’t be waiting long darling I promise
Joel tosses his phone to the side, a deep sigh releasing from his chest before he tucks himself back into his pants the best he can. He sits up a bit to eat his lunch after he realized he was very slumped down in his seat.
The other guys pull up one by one as they return from their lunch breaks, Joel sitting on the porch of the house waiting for them all to get back. Once the last of them shows up, he immediately starts ordering them to get going.
“Damn, boss! What’s the rush? We started so early, we pretty much have all day!”
He shoots the man daggers with his eyes. He needs not say more for them to get the memo and they all pick up their tools.
“Double time, boys. We’re gettin’ this shit done fast.”
Because I’ll be damned if I don't get my dessert.
a/n : thank you guys so much for 200 followers !! it always makes me so happy to see people enjoying my stuff and I'd so grateful that y'all decided to stick around 🥹 (and now i may or may not have a third part in mind... but shhh no one say anything, it's a secret)
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I’ll never get over this - what an insanely cryptic statement to make . It’s also interesting that GRRM will give long rambling answers about other ships (as he tends to do in interviews and asks) but this is his response here. Short and sweet but ambiguous and entirely up to one’s interpretation - essentially think about what you’ve read.
And then it had me thinking…
To imply that George isn’t a careful writer and doesn’t put immensely intricate thought into every sentence he writes is entirely reductive to him as a writer. Especially if you claim to be a fan of said writing (you’d have to be apart of this fandom). This is the man who has taken 13 years to write TWOW, who consistently writes, scraps, and rewrites chapters if he dislikes them or they don’t fit what he’s envisioned.
And with a fandom that has discussed, debated and analysed every possible theory - providing some well-thought out essays onto the internet, consistently stating that nothing is ever a coincidence with George before delving into a lengthy analysis - it has me wondering why said theorists and ‘very intelligent’ contingents of fans will be grasping, bursting blood vessels, losing their mind and their sanity in the process just to disprove a possible match between J/S.
Now as an example that I’ve come across just yesterday on the infamous r/asoiaf - When S*nsan is brought into the conversation, it’s absolutely accepted as a plausible theory due to *checks notes* people devoting time to and picking apart evidence and to the wider fandom either not dismissing it or remaining neutral about it. (I mean, the redditor I was made privy to yesterday just disproved the Ashford tourney theory and it’s connection to Jon on the basis that it was made by a s*nsan shipper - wow !! Thanks :)) I never knew , finally my rose tinted glasses have been removed and I can bow down to you, oh wise redditor … these J words are CRAZY delusionals indeed!!
This is just one example among the many of the possible future romances that are debated endlessly on the various social media platforms , and all said ships - whether they’ve met or interacted or are very close or whatever require analysis . Deep deep analysis. Picking apart sentences, imagery, chapter ordering, literary references you name it . We all become literature students, and every ship is privy to it and hey ! More power to them - we’re all just having fun here theorising about all the possibilities for a book/s that has not yet been released.
So it begs the question , and bear with me here - I know I’ve been talking quite a lot about people opposed to and entirely dismissive of my ship - but yesterdays’ conundrum had me thinking about generalised fandom receptiveness.
See, normal fans (normal people) when presented with a theory that they genuinely believe to be so absurd/dislike/are entirely opposed to , would simply block the user, filter the content, and move on with their lives. A far happier solution, it means you’re not worked into a frenzy over something you’re aware you don’t like. Yay! Everyone’s happy! But…..
People must be debby-downers and ruin the fun , turning into genuine clouds of negativity, invading tags in which they don’t belong, creating anti blogs, writing lengthy essays disproving it all - yep, we’ve seen it, and we just ignore it as best we can.
But it gets to a point where it’s just frustrating. Because this is all so painfully hypocritical. If said intelligent fandom can provide 3 hour video essays, 50,000 word essays and reddit debates of threads with 100+ replies based on the notion of tyrion being a targaryen, or j*nrya is actually canon or the blue rose is metaphor for a future romance whatever theory that’s been put into the world - why - gods why does the entire fandom jump on the bandwagon of hating/dismissing Jonsa as soon as it’s brought up as a theory??
When we are just doing what everyone else has been doing vigorously for the last 13 years - theorising, analysing, debating like we’re literature students (and I’m a lit major, so it does feel this way). And whilst we quietly engage with and make our content, we’re ridiculed, picked apart, and vilified elsewhere for being awfully stupid people - because ….why?? Oh yes, that’s right - it is not a valid plausible theory at all, we just ship it because we self insert as sansa and jon is a heroic figure or the even sillier assumption - because Kit and Sophie are attractive people (which indeed they are, but most theories stem from the books, lmao.)
Sooo, essentially jonsas aren’t allowed into the club because …. (Well I’m actually still wondering why), because every other popular ship theory is either incestuous or involves a child being shipped with a grown person.) so Jonsa is obviously the latter, but that’s not the reason that the general fandom (J*nerys and to an extent, J*nrya) dislike them because those too - are incestuous.
If you’re an individual who is uncomfortable with all incest ships period . Then I respect that since I understand it. What I don’t understand, as seen through reddit and what I was made privy to yesterday, - were the multitude of disprovers fine with J*nerys and J*nrya and S*nsan but god forbid someone brings up Jonsa because then it’s a crackship - except all those other ships I mentioned are valid because people have analysed and theorised and written metas etc etc etc and Jonsa’s are just plain silly crackshippers.
I really have to wonder about fandom mentality, because it’s making less and less sense to me ….
Anyway George you ARE a sly one and I’ll always giggle when I come across that image.
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EXPOSED-N.DOE
pairing: nate x sls!reader
summary: sls gets her wisdom teeth out and exposes her secret relationship with her brothers bestfriend nate.
warnings: cussing,mentions of needles,suggestive.
inspired by the anons on @hysteria-things blog this for you nate nation 🤗😋
short n rushed so id have something to post 😜
today i was getting my wisdom teeth removed. i was scared to go under anesthesia and to get a iv in my arm but my brothers were going with me.
they were filming the video for their youtube channel because i said it was okay to vlog but i was nervous for what was gonna come out my mouth when being on anesthesia because i was hiding stuff from my brothers. like the fact that their bestfriend nate and i have been together for over seven months secretly.
we were on our way to the dentist office as i sat in the back with nick. they were still vlogging, currently getting my thoughts on what was going to happen.
finally we had reached the dentist office and i was sat in the dentist chair as they were getting ready to put the needle in my arm for the iv.
“okay y/n we are gonna put the iv in you and inject the medicine into to it a little bit at a time to see how you do.” the doctor explained.
i nodded as matt held my hand distracting me from the fact that the needle was going in my hand. nick and chris also kept talking at me distracting me.
i started to feel sleepy as my brothers kept talking to me but i couldn’t understand what they were saying as i fell into a deep sleep.
they stayed in the room for a minute while the doctors made sure i was completely out before they started the surgery.
matt was comfortingly rubbing my shoulders talking as chris held my hand and nick was recording.
after a while the doctors had my brothers go wait in the waiting room as they did my surgery.
about half a hour later they allowed my brothers to come back into the room after they finished my surgery and i was starting to wake up.
“hey y/n!”they all three said and i just glared at them.
“looks like someone still has her attitude” chris chuckled and i flipped him off.
all three of my brothers laughed as i rolled my eyes at them. the only thing on my mind being my boyfriend nate.not wanting anything else other then being in bed with him. with my face in the pillow while he pounds me into the mattress.
the doctor was talking to my brothers about how to take care of me and what i need to do for the next few weeks. as i kept thinking about my boyfriend.
“you wanna send a video to nate?” chris asked and i immediately smiled.
“nateee? i love nateeeee” i giggled.
they all laughed and shrugged it off as they figured she meant that she loved him like a brother because she was close with nate but oh boy they were wrong.
chris started recording the video for nate. “hey nate im here with y/n she just got her wisdom teeth out and she had something to say.”he said as he moved the phone over to the girl.
“hi nate! callllll meeee i need to tell you a secretttt!” she giggled into the phone as chris sent the video.
suddenly her phone started to ring and nick was holding her phone. he saw that nate<3 was facetiming her and he immediately accepted the call.
nick knew about the two because he walked in on them right as they were kissing. he promised he would not tell matt or chris because he respected his sisters privacy.
“hey y/n nates calling you!”nick said as he handed her the phone.
she smiled as she looked at the phone screen seeing nates face. “nateeeeeee”she giggled.
“hey y/n how’re you feeling!?”he asked softly as he admired the girl still thinking she looked beautiful even with a swollen face and a mouth full of gauze.
“im great!sorry i cant suck your dickkkkk anymore for a few weeks though” the girl said as she forgot about her brothers not knowing.too gone on the anesthesia to stop whatever she wanted to come out of her mouth.
nates face went red as he stayed silent knowing her brothers were probably gonna freak out.
“WHAT?”chris said as he couldnt believe what the girl just said.
“what do you mean you cant do that anymore for a few weeks youre not supposed to be doing it anyway!” chris said.
matt was in shock about what his sister had just said. chris was going into overprotective brother mode trying to grab the phone from her and nick was just laughing watching everything happen. he knew he was gonna have to cut this bit out of the video.
“cant wait til i can suck your dick again and watch you whimper and beg for me to-“the girl said as chris cut her off.
nates face was blood red as he listened to the girls brothers talking from the other end of the phone.
“seriously what the fuck is going on between you and nate?” chris said as he looked at her.
“hes my boyfrienddddd but you’re not supposed to know thattt chris!”she said rolling her eyes and flipping him off.
nick was laughing as this was pure comedy to him as chris was going on a rage.
“next time he comes over imma beat his ass”chris says with a hint of playfulness in his voice.
chris was mad that they had hid this from him nick and matt but then he couldnt be mad at how gentle and calm nate is with the girl.
and with that once they got the girl back home there was nate waiting for her with some ice cream and a bunch of cuddles with her name on them.of course chris told them to keep her door open so he could keep an eye on them.
the girl got countless cuddles and she ate all the ice cream in the world as her boyfriend was by her side along with her brothers checking on her every so often.
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