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❝ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ◞ dbf!joel && reader
❝ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ◞ no outbreak. age gap (reader is 18+). unprotected sex. slight sub!joel. praise. joel can’t keep quiet. gagging (stuffing your panties in his mouth). creampie.
❝ 𝐚𝐧 ◞ first time writing for joel! && sub!male…(if you saw this the first time, i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to post it last night)
“jesus, you’re gonna be the death of me, peach…” joel drawled, his head lolling to the side. the multitude of consequences should’ve been enough for him to know this was morally wrong, yet he couldn't care less when your drooling cunt swallowing his cock felt like heaven.
"don't tell me you can't handle it..." you steadied yourself as you moved on top of him. "maybe if you stopped being a tease," he gritted his teeth. your slow, torturous pace was killing him. he was desperately resisting the urge to pin you to the mattress and pound into your poor cunt.
"you want me to stop?" you held yourself up, leaving his tip inside you. "n-no, don't stop..." the man under you begged, his eyes staring at the slick mess where the two of you were connected. it was nearly pathetic how you managed to make him plea within a matter of seconds. “please...” he whined, a sharp cry ripping from his throat when you slammed back down.
you watched him sink further into the pillow, the guilt melting from his body as you bounced on top of him. "peach...your...nggh...your old man is gonna kill me if he finds out…" he gasped, his length dragging against your walls.
"we wouldn't want that, would we?" you cooed, planting a teasing kiss on his lips while reaching for your lace panties. you bunched them into the palm of your hand before shoving them into his mouth. "mmph!" a muffled groan slips past him when his tongue meets the sticky, soaked material.
you could tell he was close from his bruising grip, leaving crescent-shaped marks from his nails digging into your skin. you shrieked when he pinned you on top of him, his hips harshly meeting yours. “joel!” you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth, stifling your moan as the head of his cock kisses your cervix over and over.
you bury your face into the side of his neck, crying out his name. joel's eyes roll back, feeling your velvety walls clench around his cock. pushing himself deeper into your cunt, his hips still, filling you with his sticky cum.
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