Hey sorry to bother i adore your work! I was wondering if you could do another creepy Joel where he is watching her through the window but she's hooking up with someone (they could just be kissing whatever you want!) Thank you💗
date next door
1.2k / pervy!Joel x fem!Reader / master
conclusion to part one: window (peeping tom)
Tonight, you brought that guy home just for Joel's sake. You and Joel have a date, he just doesn't know it yet. You’re in the mood now, not because of the guy that just left, but because you know Joel’s been watching, and you know what you're going to do.
CW: perverted, creepy peeping tom Joel, voyeurism, masturbation, unsafe P in V sex, breeding. previous: I8 +mdni.
Joel has gone full pervert after finding out what a beauty lives across the lawn. He used a pair of pliers to carefully put a kink in one of the blinds, creating the perfect little viewfinder. He has a chair set up sideways against the window so his eyes can be as close as possible. He even dug Tommy's old military binoculars out of a closet. He's making a mental map of every mark on your body. He can practically feel your smooth skin under his rough fingertips. He knows what kind of lotion you use and has his own bottle of it right there at the window.
You have company tonight. A gentleman caller, no less. When Joel checks to see if you’re home, you’re facing the window and your dare is taking your jacket off your shoulders. The sight of your jacket coming off turns Joel on. He rubs his arousal over his pants and waits to see what happens. You don’t close the window. Joel settles in and unzips his pants as your date rests the jacket on the back of a chair, then kisses your neck. Joel can hardly stand seeing the man’s hands on you, but there’s a new development - you’re not wearing a bra.
Joel imagines what it would be like to stand behind you, the smell of your lotion, the soft peach fuzz on the nape of your neck prickling with his touch as he wraps his hands around you and ghosts your nipples until they’re fully erect before he cups your breasts. You sit down on your bed with your date, and you kiss. Joel’s biased, but he doesn’t think you look comfortable. He imagines your date getting rough with you. Joel would be right over to save you. He would tear the guy off you, deck him in the face, punch him a few more times while he’s down, then put him in the corner and make him watch. Joel would comfort you, make sure you’re alright, then in the heat of the moment, you’d passionately kiss him, and he’d take you right there in front of that loser.
Joel’s breath quickens as he strokes himself desperately and watches you kiss this loser, imagining what it’d be like fucking you right there on that bed. You’d urgently pull down his pants, hungry, desperate for his cock. You’d try to suck him off but he’d only let you for a few seconds. With his hand between your legs, he’d be overcome by a need to be inside you ASAP. Your pussy would be so wet and juicy for him and you’d sigh his name as he ran his fingers through your folds.
Joel closes his eyes imagining it and when he opens them again, he’s shaken from his filthy thoughts when the man stands up. You’re making him leave, to Joel's delight. You disappear from your room, then a car starts and drives away. Joel patiently waits for you to return to your room alone. Hopefully you'll get undressed, maybe even touch yourself. But you don’t come back.
Joel’s doorbell does, however, ring. He zips up in a hurry.
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You want something from Joel, and you're here to take it. When he opens the door, you’re there, no jacket, no bra. You look him up and down. You know what he’s been up to. You’ve seen the kink in his blinds. You’ve seen the blinds sway when you’re naked. You’ve seen the light come on when you’re getting dressed and turn off when your light turns off. And you haven’t done anything about it other than put on a little show and start tracking your cycle more closely.
You know Joel is hot. You see him outside, you exchange pleasantries. So, sometimes, when you're in your room, you bend over with your ass facing the window. You wear your cutest thongs and boyshorts when you know he’s home. It turns you on knowing he’s watching.
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Tonight, you brought that guy home just for Joel's sake. You and Joel have a date, he just doesn't know it yet. You’re in the mood now, not because of the guy that just left, but because you know Joel’s been watching, and you know what you're going to do. Tonight's the night. When Joel answers the door, you glance to his pants, and the tent you see is all the confirmation you need.
Without a word, you let yourself in. Joel closes the door behind you and stands there, frozen. You grab the hard bulge in his tight jeans and bring your face an inch from his.
“Do it,” you tell him. Then you softly brush his lips with yours, and he latches on for dear life, both his hands holding your head. He moans softly as his tongue claims your mouth, and you grab his swollen package which swells harder into your hand. When he breaks for air, his eyes are darker.
He reaches under your dress and his hand plunges into your panties. He sighs “Ohhh, fuck,” as he feels how wet you are. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he breathes, then walks you into the living room and pushes you down on the couch. You make yourself comfortable lengthwise on the couch, face up. He unbuttons his jeans as he gets between your legs. He pauses to slide your panties off and pockets them for later, just as he imagined the first time. Then hepulls down his jeans and boxers.
“Jesus Christ you’re even hotter than I thought,” he says. He marvels at your face, your body, your whole presence overwhelms him with arousal.
“Do something about it,” you say.
He takes out his stiff, aching member and your involuntary reaction is, “Mmmm.” The sight of it makes you weak with need. He drags it through your wet folds and sighs. He closes his eyes like he’s trying not to come instantly. Then he notches his tip at your entrance and you wrap your legs around him, pulling him into you. And he plunges to the hilt with a shudder. You moan and he groans as he begins to slowly fuck you. His mouth falls open. “Fuck, you feel good,” he whispers, “So fucking good.” He buries himself inside you gently. He opens his eyes and looks like he can hardly believe he’s inside you.
“Harder, Joel.”
“I ca-”
“I don’t care how fast you come. You can come right now. Fuck me harder.”
He hesitates for a moment, then slams into you even harder than you expect. His face darkens as he begins to pound you. He grunts and pants and your spine arches. Your hips buck into his and he leans in close, grinding his pelvis into your clit as he flexes his ass with unfathomable power managing to pound you and rub your clit just right at the same time. It only takes a minute for you to see stars. Your mouth forms an O and he covers it with his as you reach your peak.
You pry your mouth away with a groan and moan his name. The sound of it makes him explode inside you. “Fuck,” he whispers and starts to try to pull out, but your legs tighten around him and you lift yourself closer, sinking his cock deeper as his seed spills into you. “It’s okay,” you tell him, and keep your legs wrapped around him, tilting your hips up so it doesn't seep out.
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