𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: joel gives you a special treat after noticing the extra care you give to his horse at the stables in jackson.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut (obviously), very little plot, probably bad cause i wrote it in fifteen minutes, fingering, f!reader, semi-public sex, implied age gap, old man joel, not proofread we die like sarah. mdni.
joel caught on to your little scheme fairly quickly. at first, he'd ignored the extra peppermints that you slipped to his horse. maybe you just favored him over the others. joel wasn't going to complain, anyways, not when you groomed the steed so well that his dark coat nearly shined, not when you went above and beyond to make sure that his horse was cared for, pampered in comparison to the others. the longer the special treatment continued, the more joel noticed about you. the looks you'd send his way, the way you grew a little flustered whenever he spoke to you in that sickeningly sweet texan drawl. and he most certainly didn't miss the way your thighs pressed together tightly when he was close by, or the way your teeth dug into the plump flesh of your lower lip and a faint furrow creased your brows. you didn't favor his horse. you favored him.
you wanted joel's attention, and you got far more than you'd anticipated. he had let your little game play out for a few days more, until he could no longer take it. the way you looked hat him, the way you spoke so sweetly, the curves of your beautiful body... it all drove him mad. his chapped lips were on yours the moment the two of you entered the tack room - pinning your back to the nearest wall, whatever fleeting conversation that passed between you had evolved into heated tension. your jeans had been hastily unzipped, shoved down just below your hips.
joel's hand was warm and firm as it cupped your cunt through the thin fabric of your panties. it rested there for a few moments, neither of you daring to break the kiss that enveloped you both, but joel noticed the way you subtly rocked your hips, trying to grind against his palm. he groaned, breaking the kiss as his free hand cradled your face, his skin rough against the apple of your cheek. he angled your face, thumb gently tapping your jaw until your eyes fluttered open to meet his own.
"there's my pretty girl," joel murmered, voice low and hushed. his fingers grew a little more adventurous, two sliding down your clothed slit. the slight pressure elicited a pitiful whine from your lips, and you didn't miss the way his lips parted ever so slightly, barely holding himself back. "already so wet. how long have you been wantin' this, huh?"
"too long," you practically gasped when his fingers found your clit, circling it sharply, the fabric making the friction even more delicious. your hands tensed on his shoulders, fisting at his jacket.
"shh, don't anyone to hear now, do we?" he replied, lips brushing against the shell of your ear before he dipped his head down to suck at the skin below it. "should've told me sooner. would've done anythin' you asked of me, sugar." you whined when joel pulled his hand away from your core, but he was quick to gently shush you and press a kiss to your throat. his free hand clutched your hip as the other tugged your panties aside. he allowed himself the pleasure of looking down, and even in the dim lighting of the singular bulb in the tack room, he could see the glistening of your pussy.
his fingers delved back in, one gliding through your folds tantalizingly slow. gathering your slick with two fingers, he brought it back up to your clit, his calloused fingertips teasingly circling the bud.
"joel-"
"i got ya, darlin," joel reassured, voice slightly strained. his own breaths mirrored your own as they grew a bit heavier. "you'll get what you want, don't worry."
without teasing you further, joel lifted his head from the column of your throat to look at you. he watched the way your brows furrowed, and the way your lips parted, as he brought his fingers to your needy hole. his fingers circled once, then twice, before his middle finger slowly slid in, pushing through your velvety warmth. the moan you let out was heavenly, and despite the risk of being caught, joel didn't try to quiet you. your walls throbbed around his finger, and he took that as his cue to add another. the whine that left your lips was even more wanton than the one before, but he gave you the time to adjust to the feeling of his fingers in your cunt. he scissored them slowly, feeling your arousal drip down to his knuckles. if it weren't for his grip on your hip, your knees would've buckled.
"this what you needed huh?" joel teased, gradually beginning to pump his fingers in and out of your cunny. "this why you kept giving old beardy so much extra attention? cause you wanted me?"
if joel's fingers weren't shoved so far up your cunt, you would've grimaced at the name of his horse. however, all you could do was keen and nod, hips jerking when he curled his fingers, the calloused tips bullying the spongy spot within you that made stars burst behind your eyelids. your knuckles turned white from the ferocious grip you had on his jacket, one of your hands darting up to clutch his hair instead. your grasp was tight, tugging on his gray locks. the moan he let out was almost enough to send you over the edge, and you tugged on his hair once more just to hear that sound again.
"joel, fuck!" you moaned again, biting down on your lower lip to try and keep yourself quiet. your head fell back, resting on the wall behind you as you squirmed in joel's hold. his fingers sped up, sensing your oncoming orgasm. the incessant plap, plap, plap, of your cunt only grew louder and louder, overshadowing the little whimpers and gasps that escaped your lips. "i'm close. i'm close," you repeated like a broken record, eyes squeezing shut as your whines grew more frequent.
"i know, darlin, i know. just let go f'me," joel growled, jaw clenching as his eyes studied your blissed-out expression. his thumb found your clit, rubbing the sensitive pearl and bringing you to finish. he was quick to smash his lips against your own to muffle your cry of pleasure, fingers slowing down to work you through your orgasm. his grip on your hip shifted, arm looping around the small of your back to hold you close and keep you on your feet as you came down from your high. he broke the kiss so you could gasp for breath, his beard tickling your jaw as he trailed a few kisses down it. his thumb never left your clit until you whined again, thighs trembling from overstimulation.
joel pulled his hand back, quickly sucking your juices off of his fingers. next time, he'll definitely need to get another taste of your pussy. he was quiet, letting you open your eyes to look at him. the lazy smile that grew on your lips made his heart clench. he had no idea why someone as young and gentle as you was interested in a rough old man like him, but he wasn't going to complain about it.
"thank you, joel." you spoke, voice far more breathless than you'd hoped. you didn't know what else to say. your mind was still clouded in the aftermath of pleasure, heart still racing, but your doubt lingered on him. "what about... you?"
"don't thank me, sweetheart," he shook his head, carefully letting you go once he was certain you weren't going to topple over without his help. calloused hands found your jeans, pulling them back up and zipping them for you. "y'don't have to worry 'bout me. this is a... special treat for all the extra care you give to that old horse."
joel paused for a moment, lifting a hand to cradle your jaw, his thumb stroking your cheek. when he spoke again, his voice was hardly above a whisper. "next time you want my attention, just ask."
NEW BOTS! hi, here are a few bots that i somehow managed to scrape enough time together to make. it's not much, but i haven't posted in a while and i'm really trying to be more active with posting. if you have any requests, just send them to me on here (no promises that i'll make them tho). i'm trying to expand on my fandoms a little bit, so any character is fine. love y'all <3
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