Summary: You just had bariatric surgery and Joel misses touching you.
Warnings: no outbreak, just smut with some fluff, mention of surgery (bariatric), mention of incisions, he loves your bigger body, oral sex (f receiving), p-in-v, creampie, Joel calling himself Daddy, soft boyfriend!Joel
Notes: Thank you again to my amazing beta, @kilamonster. Love you girllll. So, this thought (one shot) came to my head after having my own surgery. I’m 3 weeks out now and I feel more normal but it’s been rough and I think we all need a loving boyfriend! Joel to take care of us (and give us some release) 😉 please repost and comment! I love you all ❤️ and thank you!
You roll over in your bed, your eyes barely open. You feel Joel’s warmth next to you, his hand rubbing slow circles against your side. It’s been 9 days since you underwent bariatric surgery. Recovery has been slower than you’d like and you’re exhausted. Your incisions are still sore and you haven’t yet been able to eat regular food, except for the few bites of cottage cheese and apple sauce you had the day prior. Joel has done his best to take care of you even though the first few days you were in pain and grumpy.
“Darlin’, you awake?” he says softly as his lips touch your cheek, his facial hair rubbing against your face. “Hmm…I’m awake now...” you smile as you open an eye to look at him. “What’re you doing, babe?” you question. “Just lovin’ on ya. How’s your stomach feelin’?” he asks as he gently pulls your shirt up over your belly to examine your healing scars. His calloused thumbs rub softly over the exposed areas that are clear of incisions. “I’m okay, I guess. Still sore but better than I was 7 days ago,” you say as you open your other eye to see Joel pressing soft kisses to the unmarked areas of your belly. You watch him and slide your hand through the soft curls lying against his forehead, pushing them out of his face. Joel kisses over your belly button, he nuzzles his face against your lower belly. “What’s gotten into you, Joel?” you ask, amused and enjoying his antics. “I miss you. Miss kissin’ and touchin’ ya, missin’ this sexy body of yours,” he says. You smile at him. He’s always been very vocal about the love he has for your body, your belly, even the stretch marks, the extra skin, and all of the aspects you dislike about it.
You feel his hand slide across the top of your pajama shorts, his thumbs rubbing against your bare skin, followed by his lips pressing soft kisses as he pulls your pajama shorts down your thighs. “Lemme just check and make sure she’s okay,” he looks up at you smirking. “She?” you ask, fully knowing who, or what, he’s talking about. He presses a soft kiss to your pubic bone, nuzzling the coarse hair at the top of your mound. “Yeah, baby. My pussy, gotta check and make sure she’s okay, s’been a few days. Is that okay?” he questions as he looks up at you. You nod at him, giving him the go ahead. You spread your legs for him as he slides your pajama shorts off.
You haven’t really been in the mood or thought much about sex the last few days but Joel rubbing and kissing on you is making you wet. You moan softly as you feel Joel’s lips place a soft kiss on your slit, he slips his thumb between your lips, rubbing up and down. “Mmm...looks like she still wants daddy to play with her, hmm baby girl?” he asks. “Y-yes, Joel. She still wants you to touch her and play with her. She still wants you, only you, babe.” Joel dips his thumb against your clit, rubbing it softly in circles, then slides it lower, pushing the wetness up to your clit to rub more. “Such a good girl for me, baby... gettin’ all wet. Fuck I need to taste ya,” he says. He uses his thumbs to split you apart as he slides his tongue from your hole to your clit, sliding it around in circles. “J-joel, more.” you moan softly, arching your hips. You didn’t need to ask twice. He dives in, wrapping his lips around your clit, his facial hair rubbing against you. He slides a thick finger into you as he suckles your clit. He moans against your folds, enjoying the taste of you as he slides a second finger in. “So fuckin’ sweet, baby. I can never get enough of ya. Let go for me,” he says as he slides his tongue up and down your slit, pumping his fingers in and out of you. You slide your hand into his hair, tugging softly as he devours you as if he’s starved. You arch your hips and moan as you feel your walls contract around his fingers and his tongue flicks softly against your throbbing clit. “Mm, there she goes,” he mumbles as he feels you pulse around his fingers, he laps at the wetness coming out of you, working you through your orgasm. He pulls his fingers out of you, sliding them into his mouth to clean the mess up then crawls back up your body, careful to not put pressure on your stomach. You slide your hands around his biceps, your breathing slowing back down to normal. He kisses you, letting you taste yourself on his lips, his facial hair damp from your wetness. You entangle your tongue with his, suckling, groaning into his mouth. You feel him smile against your lips as he breaks contact from your mouth.
“Thought you didn’t want sex, baby?” he asks. “I changed my mind, I need you so bad Joel,” you mumble. He slots his hips between your legs, sitting up on his knees, to push his boxers down and free his hard cock. You look down to see him stroke himself a few times, the tip glistening with wetness. You lick your lips as you watch him then your eyes roam back up to his face. “See how hard you make me, baby?” he asks as he strokes himself a few times then rubs his cock against your clit, pushing the wetness around. You nod, arching your hips, wanting more of him. He puts your legs on his shoulders, notching the tip into your wet hole, pushing in slowly. “I’m gonna do it this way, darlin’. That way there’s no pressure on your stomach, ok?” You nod as he slides in further, your pussy swallowing him yet still getting stretched around his thick cock. You feel him bottom out as he holds onto your legs, your hands slide down over his forearms, holding onto him as your eyes meet his. “Move, babe. Please,” you plead with him as your eyes stay locked on each other. He slides back out then thrusts back in, the sound of skin on skin, and your soft moans echoing through the room. He groans as he keeps up the thrusting, he slides one thumb down to your clit to rub against it in circles. “You feel so damn good around me, fuck, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last baby.” he says as he rubs faster on your clit. You feel your pussy tighten around him, your second orgasm approaching. “Joel, harder, baby, please.” He picks up the speed as he continues rubbing your clit. He looks back at your face, seeing your breathing speed up. “‘M almost there, come with me, baby,” he grunts as he slams back into you. You moan his name, coming undone around him as he fucks into you one last time, warm ropes emptying into your cunt. He lets your legs down and lays over top of you, holding himself up with his arms so he doesn’t lay his full weight on you. You slide your hands through his damp hair, pushing it away from his face, peppering kisses along his jaw. He smiles as you kiss along his jaw, nuzzling his face against yours. He slides his hand to cup the side of your face, caressing your face with his calloused thumb. “I love you so much, you know that right?” he whispers to you.
Honestly I don’t know where to begin with this one. But this has been on my mind for a while now and honestly I think everyone else can sense it as I’m not posting as much anymore.
I’m going to be taking a step back from content creating. I was hoping my crossover audio with Sylus and Leon would help reignite the spark. Unfortunately it hasn’t. I’m feeling burnt out and I don’t wanna give you guys content that I’m not putting my whole heart into.
This isn’t a goodbye forever. More like a — hiding in my cave until the spark comes back.
I want to thank everyone for the incredible year. All the likes and follows. And the support through all the homophobic attacks that happened to me on Twitter and Tik Tok.
I hope you’ll still enjoy listening to my audios in the mean time.
Idk If you want to make this for one specific members or like Hc up to you but Skz or certain member with a size kink and belly bulge 🤤
extraL!
pairing:chan x fem!reader
warnings: just straight smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, dirty talk, praise, belly buldge, bigdickchan is his own warning, choking, and probably more.
Now, chan knows he’s got a big dick—definitely bigger than any you've ever had before, and it doesn't really make a difference to him. either you take it, or he shoves it in your snug cunt as you gasp around him, eyes watering, swollen lips dropping into a pretty little 'oh!'
“Ah-hngh s’too big! I don’t think-”
“You will, pretty.” he chuckles darkly, leaning down till his breath is hot against your ear. “Because I’ll make it fit.”
Okay, maybe he lied—maybe it really does make a difference. Because right now, with you already so cockdrunk as he bullied his furiously leaking tip into you, chan doesn’t think he’s ever been harder.
“Are-are you at least hngh-halfway in?” he hears you whimper. Cock twitching so animalistically inside you at the way your voice cracks so adorably at the end, tinged with desperation.
he can’t but smirk, brows furrowed, greedy gaze stuck on the obscene way your pretty lips struggle to take him in. Pussy spread open so shamefully for him, quivering and leaking so sinfully onto the sheets below.
“aaaalmost there, pretty" reaching down to kiss away the tear streaming down your cheek.
God, he has to fight down some feral, animalistic part of him that wants to just plunge his throbbing cock into you already. But no, not yet. What’s the fun if he can’t see you struggle a bit more?
Instead, pushing in shallow little thrusts to fit inside you. Each one has his prominent veins pulsing angrily against your walls, hitting that one spot just right. A maddening bump! bump! bump! you were losing your mind to.
Stretching you to your limits. You could almost feel his achingly hard tip hitting your cervix already.
grunts leave him at the way you moan breathlessly at each motion, scrambling to grab onto the pillow, the sheets, him— just anything to ground you to your sanity as you’re split apart on his cock. not knowing wether to push his hips away with your hands or buck up your own towards him.
“tsk tsk, no running" chan tuts, his fingers wrapping around your hips in a bruising grip. holding you still under him.
You let out a delirious squeal as he pulls you down down down onto his cock. Plush walls taking him in greedily inch by inch. Hungry for more.
He knew his pretty girl could do it—you always do.
“Don’t think you can run away from me, pretty” he groans over your pathetic little yelps of “Ah! Too- too big, Gonna break-”
“Then break f’me.”
And with that, chan couldn't hold himself back, ramming in the rest of his length in one, harsh thrust. Not stopping till he’s buried in your dripping cunt all the way to the hilt.
A low hiss leaves him as his abs rub against your skin, twitching balls finally smacking against your ass. Finally taking all of him.
he threw his head back with a groan as you mewled, finally bottoming out inside you, he waited for so long—teasing himself as much as you.
“Oh! Oh my—ah, fuck. Want it—need it s’bad. Please-" you mewl, hips bucking wildly. Too cock-drunk to even form proper sentences, pleas falling out of your mouth. you think you could almost cum just from the feeling of being so overwhelmingly full of him.
and his eyes darkend with lust when he looked down at you, shaking and trembling and a buldge prominent above where his cock was inside you.
“Feel me in here, pretty girl?” he rumbles, low and dangerous. “Feel me right…” he trails a long finger in between the valley of your breasts. Fingertips trailing down, down, down to your navel, pressing hard onto your stomach, “...there.”
You gasp at the pressure, breath catching in your throat at the dangerous smirk curling his lips as he begins to pull out inch by inch, agonizingly slow. Getting ready to fucking ruin you.
Because boy does it stroke his ego to see you absolutely wrecked by his huge cock, struggling to just take him.
and it doesnt take long for you to reach your breaking point, every rough thrust pushing you deeper and deeper into the mattress under you, all coherent thoughts fucked out of you
"look at youu-hah-already fucked stupid huh?" all you can do is nod deliriously. struggling to breath as quick 'plap plap plap's filled the room.
"jus' a brainless little—toy for me to ruin yeah?" you clenched. hard. he groaned.
“oh, fuck—yeah. you love that, don’t you? being used. being my pretty thing to ruin.” his cock was twitching so deliciously inside, walls clamping down on him.
you cried out, “yes! fuck, i love it—please, harder—”
he reached down to grip your throat, your face turning a pretty shade of pink, his grip making you struggle to breath, still fucking deep, brutal, fast. your body jolted with every stroke.
“then take every inch. show me you mean it.”
he grabbed your jaw, forced your mouth open, spit into it again. “swallow.”
you obeyed. always.
“there you go, goood girl" his pace faltered—then slammed in harder. faster. pounding. like he wanted to break something—break you.
“gonna fill you up” he gasped, his hips stuttering, pace faltering. hand leaving your throat to grip your hips as his thrusts turned sloppy.
your orgasm hit so hard your legs collapsed. you shrieked "oh—chan!”body shaking, pussy clenching, drenched mess over his cock and thighs.
" fuck take it—take it" he shoved in, one final time, and came. deep. thick. endless. flooding your cunt until it was dripping, running down your thighs.
you were aching, sore, and definitely unable to walk by tomorrow.
