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FANFICTIONS
♡ - smut | ♤ - fluff | ♧ - dark fic
Series
??? - Frankie Morales x reader
Oneshots - (> 1k words)
@ Pedro Pascal Characters
Mr. Teddy - Agent Whiskey x reader
New Pajama - Agent Whiskey x reader
Neighbor's Pet - Agent Whiskey x reader
One Phone Call Away - Javier Peña x reader
This is Your Punishment - Dom!Joel Miller x Sub!reader
@ Jeffrey Dean Morgan Characters
Fucked-up World - Negan x reader
Let Me Help You - Coach!Negan x reader
@ John Bernthal Characters
Friday Night Fun - Frank Castle x reader
Blurb / Drabble - (< 1k words)
Personal "911 call" - Javier Pena x reader
Keep Searching, Honey - No-Outbreak!Joel Miller x reader
Backyard Pool - DBF!Joel Miller x f!reader
Don't Make a Sound - DBF!Javier Pena x f!reader
Toys Wishlist - Frank Castle x reader
FANART
Ezra - Prospect
Narcos Iconic Duo
TLOU Fanart
Javier Pena Doddle
Poe Dameron - Star Wars
Tags/Warnings: 18+ MDNI, DBF (Dad's bestfriend), pwp, p in v, creampie
A/N: sex with fireworks view on your bedroom window? HELL YEA 'MURICA! Lmao. It's not even the 4th of July… but fuck it, right? It's STILL July after all lmao
Summary: Your family is hosting a party for the 4th of July in your family house until midnight. But, a certain someone comes into your room to have some alone time with you.
It's the 4th of July and your family decided to invite their friends and neighbors to have some barbeque in your family house. It's a big day for them, but you can't help it to wait for someone special that you know he's gonna come tonight. It's your dad's best friend, Javier Pena.
And you're not even going to lie, Javier is one of the most attractive people on this planet. You have known him since you were in middle school. When your dad invites his best friends to look at his new car, he introduces you to all of them. But, you were smitten by him, because of his broad shoulders and that handsome face of his. His tight pants and those beautiful brown eyes keep you on the edge every time he comes over to your family home.
You've been thinking about him ever since. You think that he's taken an interest in you too. You always catch him looking at you with…. hungry eyes. Like a predator trying to keep an eye on his prey before anyone or anything else can catch you before him. Every time you catch him looking at you, he'll look the other way real quick. But, you noticed him every time.
But today was different. Today, you're excited to go see the fireworks, especially him. Your parents and their friends are already on the porch, barbequing, drinking, and having some fun talking about their lives. They seem busy with what they're doing. You finally catch his eyes in the crowds of people. You both start a starring contest for a while with flirty eyes. But, you suddenly break the eye contact to wink and start walking to your bedroom upstairs. You hope he got the hint.
So here you are now, sitting on your bed in your white nightgown, waiting for Javier to show up with all your hopes and dreams riding high in the air. Finally, Javier knocked on your door and started making his way inside your room.
He walks into your room like he owns the place and closes the door. "You waitin' for me, darling?"
You just nodded and gave your best puppy dog eyes.
He chuckles lightly and pulls his shirt off. You gasp quietly, watching him take his pants off and then lay them down somewhere on the floor next to his shoes and shirt. He turns back to face you and gives you a devilish grin.
"Are we going to do things or just stare at each other?" He raises a brow and you giggle a little.
He got on top of you and your breath hitches when you feel his hand rest on your hip as you close your eyes. You open your eyes to find him smirking at you. He didn't let you wait and slowly slide his cock into your wet cunt. You groan as you feel the head stretching you.
"Shhh, baby girl, shhhh.. It won't hurt so much if you stay quiet"
You close your eyes and just enjoy the feeling of having him inside you. But the feeling of him stretching you was almost too much. You have enough experience with sex, but you didn't expect him to be this big. You start to whimper and cry a little bit because of the overwhelming feelings you experienced.
"Shhh, babygirl. Don't cry. I know it's too much for you, huh? My cock is too big for your cute little cunt? Just breathe in, honey. You're taking me so well. I'm almost all the way inside of ya, honey"
He keeps his body as still as possible to let you adjust to his bulbous head before he thrust forward and pushes his full length inside of you.
"God dammit, honey. You're squeezing me so much. I'm trying so hard not to fuck you like a fuck toy that you are. Do you like this, babygirl? Huh? You like my cock so much that you squeeze me this hard to keep me inside of you? I know you fucking like this because I can feel you dripping all over my balls, honey"
Soon enough you feel the familiar wave of pleasure washing over you and you cry out loud. You hear Javier moan loudly along with you. He finally, slowly thrusting into you.
"Oh fuuucck… that's it, babygirl. You've taken all of me inside of you. Fuck, you squeezing me so much, babygirl. You feel so good, so warm. I'm so proud of you, honey. You are my perfect little toy, huh?" he murmurs against your ear and you just whimper in response.
He starts thrusting into you fast. As he hits the spot that you need, you start screaming his name. You can hear him moaning as he pumps his cock faster. The waves of pleasure are crashing and crashing over you and your legs are shaking uncontrollably. You feel his cock twitch in your tight pussy and you feel him fill you completely. A few seconds later, you finally reach your climax and he comes deep into you. He grabs you tightly with his arms and collapses on top of you.
"I love you, babygirl. I love you so much," he mutters and pulls his head from the crook between your neck and shoulder and kisses you passionately.
Tags/Warnings: 18+ MDNI, DBF (Dad's bestfriend), voyeurism, m masturbate, f masturbate, no actual sex happening
A/N: -
Summary: You're alone at home while your parents are out celebrating their wedding anniversary. Feeling daring, you decide to masturbate in the backyard pool. Little do you know, your dad's best friend and neighbor, Joel Miller, can see you clearly from his bedroom window.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over your backyard pool home, you felt a rush of excitement coursing through your veins. You had always been a curious and adventurous soul, never shying away from trying new things. And tonight, you had decided to push the boundaries of your inhibitions.
The water glistened invitingly under the fading light, beckoning you to step in and embrace the thrill of the unknown. With a mischievous grin playing on your lips, you slowly removed your clothes, leaving you in just your red bikini, feeling the cool evening air caress your skin. Goosebumps erupted in response, heightening your senses and sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.
Stepping into the pool, you let out a gasp as the water enveloped you, its refreshing embrace electrifying your senses. You closed your eyes, allowing yourself to surrender to the moment, relishing the freedom and liberation that came with it. Your hands roamed over your body, tracing every curve and dip with a newfound sense of curiosity and desire.
Lost in your own world of pleasure, you failed to notice the subtle movement in the corner of your eyes. Unbeknownst to you, Joel Miller, your father's best friend and neighbor, stood transfixed at his bedroom window, his gaze locked on your form in the pool. His heart pounded in his chest, torn between shock, guilt, and an undeniable surge of arousal.
As the realization of being watched dawned on you, a mix of exhilaration and embarrassment washed over you. You felt a rush of heat creeping up your cheeks, your heart pounding in your chest. But beneath it all, a spark of defiance flickered in your eyes, daring Joel to look away. His eyes and yours locked in a silent battle of wills, the tension thickening between you both like a tangible force. And in that moment, you made a bold decision. With a devilish smirk, you continued your sensual exploration, basking in the thrill of being seen and desired.
Unbeknownst to you, this impulsive act would set off a chain of events that would forever alter the dynamics between the two of you, blurring the lines between desire and taboo, pleasure and consequence. The air crackled with tension as your playful defiance fueled the growing desire and conflict between you and Joel. Unseen to you, Joel's jaw clenched, his eyes darkening with a mixture of guilt and longing.
He knew he should look away, and give you some privacy, but an undeniable pull kept his gaze locked on your form moving sinuously in the pool. He was lost in your aura of beauty, intoxicated by your presence in your own backyard pool. A small part of him wished he could simply run inside and scoop you into his arms. Yet another part of him wanted nothing more than to rip that red bikini off you and plunge into the water with you, holding you close to his body as your sweet lips claimed his. But he couldn't bring himself to do that. No matter how much he wanted you, no matter how badly he yearned for you, he couldn't break the rules that his parents so strongly enforced. So he watched you, helpless to control his reaction to the sight of you.
A lump rose painfully in his throat when the corners of your mouth curled upward, giving you a wicked, seductive smile. He felt like an intruder upon a private moment like he shouldn't have even seen what she did. He knew it wasn't right. It was then, that Joel saw what your body was doing. As he continued watching you, mesmerized by the way you moved, his blood turned cold and he nearly dropped his glass of beer.
You weren't moving with any sort of sexual intent. Rather, your movements seemed calculated and deliberate. At first glance, you looked innocent enough; a little shy perhaps, but still willing and able to take advantage of your surroundings. But then he noticed the way your hips gently swished back and forth, your delicate fingers down below, the graceful curves of your legs, the way your body arched forward to allow your breasts to bounce against each other provocatively. Joel's heart lurched at the sight and it took everything he had not to break into your house and take you right there in the pool.
The sight sent hot, tingling currents running through his body. He can't take it anymore. He quickly turned around and got onto his bed, struggling to open his belt and jeans. He pulled out his hard erection with the precum already leaking and started pumping harshly. His breath grew labored and his mind began to wander. The only thing he could picture was your face, imagining your body flushed and breathless as you lay underneath him. He moaned quietly. His brain screamed as his body pulsated with need. He started to stroke faster. His pace increased until he reached a fever pitch. He could feel a tight knot forming in his stomach. His breathing became ragged and labored, sweat dripping from his brow and down his neck. Finally, he exploded, releasing his pent-up emotions all over his stomach and jeans.
Tags/Warnings: 18+ MDNI, DDLG (HEAVY use of 'daddy' nickname), soft Dom/Sub dynamic, baby talk, kissing, messy oral (m receiving), allusion to sex (no actual sex happening)
A/N: -
Summary: You want dino plushie in the toy shop back at the mall, but Daddy Whiskey got Mr. Teddy to help him to make your wish come true.
"No daddy, I want pink dino plushies at the mall from yesterday!" you said pouting at him. Throwing yourself onto the couch beside him.
"It's 8 pm, honey. All the malls are closed. How about tomorrow we can go back there, huh? What do you say?" he's trying to be patient and understanding of his babygirl's wants. You've been fussing and whining all day about the pink dino plushies you saw at the mall yesterday.
"Daddy's mean…" you pout and make a sad face at him because last time it worked for her to get whatever she wanted.
"I'm sorry, honey. If daddy can go back there right now, daddy will. But, you know what? I got somethin even better than the dino plushies you want" he said with a hint of playfulness as he got close to you on the couch.
"Wha-what is it, daddy??" you said excitedly, kicking your feet in the air.
"Well, it's a surprise. You need to close your eyes for daddy first, okay?" he smirked and placed his hand on your bare thigh. He is so sleepy and tired from working all day at the office, but he doesn't want to make his babygirl sad like that.
"Pwomise?? Daddy pwomise?" you said hugging your daddy tightly and looking at him with so much joy now on her face.
"Yes, daddy promise, honey. Now, please close your eyes" he said and pulled you into an even more tight hug as he placed you on his lap. You're on top of him now on the couch. You closed your eyes as he grabbed something from the drawer beside the sofa. You're giggling and jumping up and down on his lap now. His growing bulge is now really noticeable to you. But, you didn't pay attention to it at the moment.
As he grabbed a hold of the surprise for you, he placed it between you both "Okay, now open your eyes, baby"
You opened your eyes, and to your surprise, it was a brown teddy bear plush with a red bow on its neck "Awww thankie daddy! This is so cutee!! Thankie daddy!" as you grabbed the teddy bear and hugged it tight.
"No problem, sweetheart. I know this is not your pink dino plushies, but Mr. Teddy is special. Do you wanna know why he's special, baby?" he asks and strokes your cheek lovingly. Your cheeks get rosy red with each touch. You just tilt your head and pout, like you always do when you are curious about something.
"Because Mr. Teddy is daddy little helper! He always helps daddy to make all your wishes come true, honey" he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. A loving look all over his face and placed his big hands around your ass. You looked at him and Mr. Teddy that you still hold in your hands.
"He said something to daddy a minute ago. He said that since you're always being a good girl to daddy, you need to be a good girl and help Mr. Teddy too! You need to take your milkies before bed, so he can do his little magic to make pink dino plushies appear on your bed tomorrow morning. How's that sound, honey? You wanna help Mr. Teddy to do his magic for him?" he smiled brightly as he watched you smile back, holding Mr. Teddy with one arm while your other hand is holding onto his chest. He leans in closer and kiss your temple gently while your face still smiling widely.
"Yes daddy. I wan help Mr. Teddy, pleaseee! Let's help him do his magic!" you said as you jumped up and down again on his lap. He groaned lowly, trying to keep himself together.
"Okay honey, you know what to do right? Get on your knees and let Mr. Teddy watch you take your milkies from daddy" he said as he grabbed hold of Mr. Teddy and placed it right above his crotch, so it's directly on your eyes level. You quickly obliged and got on your knees, his crotch was in front of your face now. You giggle and wiggle with anticipation. As he starts to open his sweatpants and boxer down, just enough to let his hard cock spring free for you to suck on. Your mouth forms an O as you stare intently at Mr. Teddy.
He placed his big palm on your face, to encourage you to suck his cock. You stare at his standing hard cock and then start sucking his cock slowly as you try to memorize every single muscle and vein that you can see. You're trying to be careful not to move Mr. Teddy too much on his stomach. Your mouth was full with his massive cock, but you couldn't care less. It's only about fulfilling Mr. Teddy's request to help him do his magic for daddy.
So, you suck daddy's cock until your throat starts feeling a little sore. You don't stop, though. You continue sucking daddy's cock until you're sure you gonna have daddy's milkies in no time.
"Oh fuck, baby. You're doing so good to help Mr. Teddy. You gonna swallow daddy's milk, alright? Don't you dare waste a drop of it or Mr. Teddy gonna be mad" Your eyes close at the sensation and moan softly as daddy starts pulling your head deeper and deeper on his cock. You can feel him throbbing in your mouth, but you can feel yourself wetting your panties.
"Ooh, baby. Daddy's gonna come. Oh fuck, baby. Ready for your milkies?" you nod rapidly as you suck daddy's cock. You can feel his hips starting to tremble and he's squeezing your head with his grip. And you knew, he would cum in any second now. You were practically moaning and whimpering by now, you wanted to cum but you're afraid that daddy gonna punish you for it.
His cock started throbbing and spilled his cum inside your wet mouth. You rolled your eyes and your mouth started watering as soon as you can taste daddy's cum. He keep a hold of your head until his dick started to soften inside your mouth. His cum tastes so amazing on your mouth. It tastes exactly how daddy tastes. You can't get enough of it.
He finally lets your head go and pats your head, signaling you can get off. You suck his last drop of cum with a pop and lick his dick until he's dripping with the mix of his own juices and your saliva. You still lapped at it, until it's clean and glistening with your saliva. He moaned loudly at this, and you can see his cock is getting harder again at the sight of your tongue and mouth.
Mr. Teddy still stands upright on his stomach watching you do a good job taking daddy's milk. "Ohh honey, you've done such a good job. Mr. Teddy is really proud of you, baby. Look" as he panted and grabbed Mr. Teddy to show you his paw that was covered a little bit with your saliva. You smiled at Mr. Teddy and daddy proudly.
"Thank you for helping Mr. Teddy, honeybun. But, he's telling me that if you want TWO pink dino plushies, you need to help take daddy's milk inside your cute pussy. Would you like to help him again, baby?" he smirked seductively.
You know what's about to come and it's gonna be a long night before you gonna get you pink dino plushies.
I've been thingkin about Javier Pena being your "911 call" for some hot and steamy fuck late at night....
As the clock struck midnight, you found yourself alone in your dimly lit apartment, the only sound being the faint hum of the air conditioning unit. You had been tossing and turning in bed for hours, unable to shake the feeling of restlessness that had consumed you. After a tough few weeks at work, you're feeling overwhelmed with pent-up emotions that need to be let out.
You hesitated for a moment, your fingers hovering over your phone, before finally giving in to the temptation. With a quick exhale, you dialed his number, your heart pounding in your chest as the phone rang.
"Hello?" Javier's voice came through the line, a hint of sleepiness evident in his tone.
"Javier, it's (y/n)..." you whispered, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the realization of what you were about to ask.
There was a brief pause before Javier responded, his voice low and filled with desire. "What do you need, sweetheart? Have a bad dream again? Hm?"
Without hesitation, you uttered the words that had been lingering in your mind since this morning. "I need you to come over. Now."
There was a moment of silence before Javier's response came, his voice filled with anticipation. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
True to his word, Javier arrived at your apartment in record time, his presence filling the space with a charged energy that was palpable. Without a word, he closed the distance between you and him, his hands finding yours as he pulled you into a searing kiss.
The heat between you and him was undeniable, your body moving in sync with him as you explored one another with a fervor that left you both breathless. In that moment, there were no barriers or inhibitions, just the raw, unbridled passion that consumed you both.
Javi opened his eyes and smiled slightly. "What's the issue now? A broken bedframe? Leaky kitchen sink?" he teased.
In a moment charged with desire, she boldly whispered, "Shut the fuck up and fuck me already, Javi," igniting a passionate response as he lifted her effortlessly and guided you both to your bedroom, consumed by shared lust for each other.
As the night turned into morning, you found yourself tangled in Javier's arms. And in that moment, you knew that Javier Pena would always be your "911 call" for hot and steamy nights that left you craving more.
Tags/Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fluff, kissing, grinding, allusion to sex (no sex actually happening), just some a bit of comedy I guess lol
A/N: I’m winging it now.
I thought I was alone in this fucked-up world….
I just stood there, watching my best friend get bitten by a zombie, and then I ran. I ran into the woods. I didn’t care about anything except my dead best friend. Then, I stumbled on a rock and fell. I cried, attracting more zombies. They got closer and closer. I cried even harder, hoping death would come soon and free me from this madness.
But no, he saved me. Negan saved me. He swung his barbed-wire bat at them, blood splattering all over me. I was so shocked that I even stopped crying.
After he finished, he turned to me, offered his hand, and said, "Doll, what are you doin’ cryin’ in the middle of the woods?”
I’ll never forget that memory. I replay it over and over in my head. It’s always warmed me, even though the bad parts still haunt me. Now, I’ve worked for him for five months as his second right-hand ‘man’. I know he’s an asshole and has six wives just for himself, but I still admire him because of that memory. I wouldn’t dare say no to him when he asked me to do something. Tonight, I’m supposed to scavenge some stuff from Alexandria and other places. So, I prepare myself, knowing it’ll be a long night. As I’m getting ready, Simon knocks on my door.
“It’s time.” he said with a hurried voice.
I follow the others to the truck, but suddenly, a hand grabs my jacket.
“Come with me for a sec. On my truck.” I turn and see Negan smirking at me with his perfect teeth. I nod and follow him into his truck.
This is my first time riding with him. He orders me to sit with him in the back seat while Dwight drives. I sit beside him, Lucille resting on his leg. I look straight ahead, trying hard not to be nervous. I don’t want my feelings for him to show. Does he know I admire him as my hero but also have a crush on him? I only told Simon about the admiration, not the crush. It’s taking a long time to reach Alexandria since it’s nighttime. We sit quietly until Negan breaks the silence.
“Why are you so fucking quiet all of a sudden? Did Simon cut your tongue or somethin’, doll?” I turn to him and see his big smile.
He knows I’m close with Simon since I don’t have many friends in the Sanctuary.
“I-I don’t know what to talk about...” I drop my gaze to my feet.
“Well then, how about we talk about how you really fucking admired me because of that accident in the woods?” His face gets closer to me.
I snap. I look at him in shock. Did Simon tell Negan? But he promised not to tell anyone.
“H-how did you— Did Simon tell you about that???"
“Hell yes. I want to know how you settled in with my boys” His grin widens.
He’s enjoying this. I can’t lie to him. He trusts Simon and can tell when someone is lying.
“Y-yes, I really admire you. But please, don’t talk about it. Please, Negan” I grab my pants to stop my hands from shaking.
He looks at me, confused for a second, then grins again. “I really like the way you say please, doll. How about we go back to the Sanctuary and chit-chat?” He grabs his walkie-talkie and tells Simon to scavenge without us.
He orders Dwight to drive back to the Sanctuary. When we arrive, he orders me to follow him to his room. My hands still shaking, I follow him quietly. He opens the door to his room and sits on the black leather couch.
“Sit,” he orders.
I sit opposite him, but he gestures for me to sit beside him. I obey.
“Talk to me,” he says, placing his hand behind me and grabbing my shaking hand.
I look at him, confused. I’ve never seen this side of him before. Is he really this sweet? I break into tears and hug him tightly. Then I remember he’s still my boss.
“I-I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to.” As I start to break the hug, he hugs me back.
“Don’t be.” I cry even more onto his chest. He rubs my back to calm me down, and it works.
“I fucking knew from the start you were a tough gal. When I found you crying in the woods, I knew you’d been through some shit. I was really worried about you and I was certain that day that I wanted to help you. Really. And I promise you that I’ll protect you whatever the cost, doll” He lifted my chin to see his worried face.
I nod. “In my entire life, I’ve never allowed myself to cry like that because I knew I had to be tough when things got bad. Just like... then...” My eyes water again, but I try to hold myself together.
“What really happened that day, doll?” He cups my face and circles his thumb on my cheek.
“My best friend died and I saw it happen right in front of me. He was like a brother to me. We’d been best friends since kindergarten.” He wipes my tears and I continue.
“He helped me survive in this fucked-up world. We scavenged together. He taught me how to fight and fire a gun. Then, when we were scavenging, I let my guard down, and a zombie almost bit me. He saved me but got bitten himself. I just stood there like an idiot. He shouted for me to run, so I did.” I start to shake again.
Negan holds me tight. “Stop right there. You’re safe with me now. I promise.” He kisses my temple gently.
I hug him back tightly. “Negan, thanks for everything. Thank you for saving me back then and—"
“Shh... don’t mention it, doll.” He cups my face and smiles at me sincerely, not with his usual asshole smile.
I nod, and we try to get up at the same time, tangling our feet. We fall back on the couch, with Negan on top of me. I blush immediately. His face is close to mine. He smirks. He can probably see my face turning red.
His face gets closer, and I place my hand on his chest to push him back. “N-Negan, I—”
“Shh... doll, don’t be shy.” He insists, trying to kiss me, but I hold him there.
“No, Negan, it’s not like that... I—”
“Do you want me to stop? I’ll stop. Don’t worry” I blush even harder and clasp my hands over my face.
“I… I don’t know if you’re gonna judge me or not… it’s just--”
“Don’t tell me… you’re still a virgin, doll?” He asked worried but intrigued
I blushed immediately and tried to cover my face
“Fucking hell, doll, that’s hot. It makes me even harder. But I need your consent. It’s your call.” He smiles and kisses my cheek.
I don’t know how to answer. I want to do this, but I’m scared. “Don’t be scared, alright? And don’t worry about my wives,” he says sincerely.
“J-just do it.”
“What was that?”
“Just fuck me already.” I look at him, still blushing.
“There you go,” he grins. “I’ll go easy on you. I’ll make you feel good, doll.”
He starts to rub my sides and kiss me again. Now, I don’t resist anymore. I kiss him and throw my arms around his neck. He licks my bottom lip, and I open my mouth for him. Our tongues tangle, exploring each other’s mouths. It gets sloppy, and I break the kiss to breathe.
“On the bed,” he orders.
I obey as always, and he chuckles, whispering in my ear, “You’re very good at being submissive, doll. I’ll enjoy every minute of it.”
I lie on the bed, watching him undress eagerly. When he pulls down his briefs, his length springs free. My eyes widen. I’d imagined how big he’d be, but not this big.
“Do you like what you see, darlin’?” he chuckles.
He gets closer, hopping on the bed to close the gap between us. I moan. He kisses my neck and grabs my breasts. He flicks and pinches my nipples until they’re hard. It seems unfair that I’m still in my clothes, so I try to pull my shirt off, but Negan grabs my shirt.
“Doll, let me do it for you,” he says, continuing to kiss my neck.
He slides his hands under my shirt, making me moan in impatience. He’s taking his time. He grabs my breasts under my clothes and gently massages them.
“N-Negan, please,” I plead.
“Please what?” He looks at me with the biggest grin. He’s enjoying this too much.
“Please... fuck me already.”
“Whoa, slow down, baby girl. So eager.” He finally pulls my shirt and bra off, looking at my breasts with excitement. “Damn, fucking gorgeous.”
He sucks my nipple and plays with the other. I gasp at the feeling. I’ve never done this before. He switches to the other nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue like a pro. His hand slowly caresses my stomach and moves to the front of my pants. He presses lightly and chuckles.
“You’re soaked through these pants,” he says, chuckling.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
“Ugh! Who the fuck is it?!” Negan exclaimed.
“I-it’s Dwight, boss,” came Dwight’s muffled voice.
“Fucking ruining our little party, huh?” Negan winked at me. “Wait here, doll.” He got up from me and the couch, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around his waist to hide his erection. He half-opened the door. “What the fuck is it?! It better be a fucking good one!”
“I-it’s Rick, boss. He stole our guns again.”
“WHAT?! YOU TELLIN’ ME HE GOT OUR FUCKING GUNS AGAIN?! WHERE THE FUCK IS SIMON?!”
“Simon is on it, boss. He said to inform you, so I—”
“Fucking hell, D! Okay, get the fuck out, I’m busy!” Negan slammed the door. I shifted on the couch.
“Everything's okay?” I asked, pretending I hadn’t heard anything.
“Yeah, just stupid Dwight. Let’s continue, shall we?” He smirked at me as he got back into position. I nodded and made room for him. I placed my hand on the towel and rubbed him through it, teasingly slow. He groaned, rubbing himself against my hand.
“Negan, I need to feel you,” I moaned. He quickly undid my pants and underwear.
“Oh baby, you are soaked! I fucking love it,” he whispered in my ear, slowly dragging his hand from my stomach to my clit. I gasped, feeling his rough hand on me.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you? Fuck yeah, you do,” he said, rubbing his thumb on my clit harder. I moaned, throwing my arms around his neck and lifting my hips for more access. “Say my name, baby,” he whispered.
“Negan... fuck... Negan.” He groaned, sliding his hand from my clit to my entrance. As he slid his middle finger inside me, the door slammed open wide. Negan and I jumped and looked at the door. Negan would be furious once he found out who did that.
“NEGAN! Oh… shit...” It was Simon.
“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?” Negan screamed and threw me the towel to cover myself. He got up, naked and with a raging boner, walking towards Simon at the door. Simon backed up a bit, unsure.
“Why the FUCK did you do that, Simon? You better have something SO IMPORTANT that you interrupted me at this time!” Negan said, almost screaming again. I could see he was about to snap if Simon said the wrong thing.
“It is important, boss. Rick’s men are IN the Sanctuary. But I took care of it. They’re in the cell now. And I’m sorry about… that,” Simon said, looking at me with a smug expression. Fucking Simon.
“Well, can you fuck off? I’ve been interrupted twice now! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM!” Negan slammed the door in Simon's face. He stood there for a minute and then looked at me over his shoulder. “Y/N, I’m so sorry. I’ll lock the door now.” I heard the click of the lock, and he walked back towards me. “Well, well, where were we?”
Keep Searching, Honey - NoOutbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader
Pairing: No Outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader
W/C: 800
Tags/Warnings: 18+, fluff, kissing, grinding, allusion to sex (no sex actually happening)
A/N: -
It’s been a long night for you. You just got home from your friend's birthday party on the outskirts of town, and it’s almost midnight. You don’t really care that you're still wearing your skimpy skirt and tank top with a green plaid shirt from the party. You're too tired for a shower, and you have a headache from all the drinking you insisted on. You immediately head to your bedroom to rest, but when you open the door, you find Joel sitting on your bed, reading. Joel Miller, a decent man, used to live on a farm before he met you. You both decided to move to the city for a “better” life. Was it better for you? It is better for him, but he can't shake the feeling of wanting to return to the slow-paced farm life. You've been dating for two years now. He has a construction job that pays well, enough for both of you to live near a famous park in the city.
“Joel?”
“Oh, hey honey,” he says, closing his book and taking off his glasses. “How was the party?”
“Um… good, I guess… nothing much happened, actually,” you say with a shrug.
He chuckles. “Are you sure nothing MUCH happened? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror yet?”
“Oh, shut up. I drank some whiskey… that’s it,” you chuckle too, knowing he can see through your bullshit.
He chuckles again, then looks at you with a slightly worried expression. “Come here,” he says, gesturing for you to join him. You toss your sling bag aside and unbutton your plaid shirt, leaving you in just your tank top and skimpy white skirt.
“Wait a minute, hon. Could you please check the closet for my pen? I think I dropped it,” he asks, pointing to the closet behind you.
“Wha—Why don’t you… Fine,” you say with a pout. You comply easily because you've been a bit bratty to him all morning, struggling to find something to wear to the party.
You get down on your hands and knees to search for the pen. Joel watches you with a smirk. He didn’t actually drop his pen; he just wanted to admire you from behind, captivated by your beautiful figure. Unaware of this, you continue searching.
“Joel! Where is it? I don’t see any pen here,” you say, a little annoyed.
“Keep looking, hon. I’m sure I dropped it,” he says, laughing quietly. He just wanted to see you in that white skirt from behind. He didn’t want to annoy you too much, but a little payback from this morning wouldn't hurt, right?
Joel continues to admire you, finding you incredibly attractive in that position. Unable to resist any longer, he approaches you from behind, drops to his knees, and grabs your ass.
“Hey!” you exclaim, turning around to face him. “JOEL! WHAT THE HELL?!”
“Shhh… don’t pretend you don’t like it,” he says, spanking you lightly. “I know you’re tired right now. But how about I help you relax a bit? Besides, your little shenanigans this morning weren’t what I expected from you, don’t you think, sweetheart?” He places his hand on your ass again. “Do you need a reminder of who owns this ass?”
You groan in need, surprised by your own reaction. He’s right. You can't help but feel that being bratty to him this morning was your way of provoking him to fuck the sense out of you tonight. Or maybe it’s because you haven't spent time with him all day, you think. He spanks you again, a bit harder this time.
“You know… I didn’t drop a pen. I just wanted to look at your sexy ass…” he whispers in your ear, “because I miss you sooo much, hon.”
You shiver and press your ass back against him, feeling his erection already straining for attention.
“Someone’s needy,” he says with a groan, unable to help himself.
You know he’s smirking behind you. You turn around to face him fully and kiss him. You both know where this is heading. He slides a hand under your shirt, caressing and teasing the soft skin between your breasts. He picks you up and slowly pushes you onto the bed, crawling on top of you while still kissing you. You pull away to take off his shirt. He kisses your neck softly, then your collarbones, as you tug his shirt over his head. You pull him closer and start kissing along his jawline. When you reach his neck, you bite slightly and lick the skin there. His breath hitches in his throat, and he pulls your mouth back to his, kissing you passionately. After a while, he breaks away, panting heavily, then looks at you.
“Wait, I haven’t showered or anything. I’m a mess right now, Joel. Maybe let me shower first,” you say, even though you can already feel your wetness sticking to your underwear.
“I have a better idea… why don’t we both take a bath together, and I can fuck you there. Sounds good, honey? It sounds pretty fucking good to me,” he whispers in your ear, making you shiver.
Keep Searching, Honey - NoOutbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader
Pairing: No Outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader
W/C: 800
Tags/Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fluff, kissing, grinding, allusion to sex (no sex actually happening)
A/N: -
It’s been a long night for you. You just got home from your friend's birthday party on the outskirts of town, and it’s almost midnight. You don’t really care that you're still wearing your skimpy skirt and tank top with a green plaid shirt from the party. You're too tired for a shower, and you have a headache from all the drinking you insisted on. You immediately head to your bedroom to rest, but when you open the door, you find Joel sitting on your bed, reading. Joel Miller, a decent man, used to live on a farm before he met you. You both decided to move to the city for a “better” life. Was it better for you? It is better for him, but he can't shake the feeling of wanting to return to the slow-paced farm life. You've been dating for two years now. He has a construction job that pays well, enough for both of you to live near a famous park in the city.
“Joel?”
“Oh, hey honey,” he says, closing his book and taking off his glasses. “How was the party?”
“Um… good, I guess… nothing much happened, actually,” you say with a shrug.
He chuckles. “Are you sure nothing MUCH happened? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror yet?”
“Oh, shut up. I drank some whiskey… that’s it,” you chuckle too, knowing he can see through your bullshit.
He chuckles again, then looks at you with a slightly worried expression. “Come here,” he says, gesturing for you to join him. You toss your sling bag aside and unbutton your plaid shirt, leaving you in just your tank top and skimpy white skirt.
“Wait a minute, hon. Could you please check the closet for my pen? I think I dropped it,” he asks, pointing to the closet behind you.
“Wha—Why don’t you… Fine,” you say with a pout. You comply easily because you've been a bit bratty to him all morning, struggling to find something to wear to the party.
You get down on your hands and knees to search for the pen. Joel watches you with a smirk. He didn’t actually drop his pen; he just wanted to admire you from behind, captivated by your beautiful figure. Unaware of this, you continue searching.
“Joel! Where is it? I don’t see any pen here,” you say, a little annoyed.
“Keep looking, hon. I’m sure I dropped it,” he says, laughing quietly. He just wanted to see you in that white skirt from behind. He didn’t want to annoy you too much, but a little payback from this morning wouldn't hurt, right?
Joel continues to admire you, finding you incredibly attractive in that position. Unable to resist any longer, he approaches you from behind, drops to his knees, and grabs your ass.
“Hey!” you exclaim, turning around to face him. “JOEL! WHAT THE HELL?!”
“Shhh… don’t pretend you don’t like it,” he says, spanking you lightly. “I know you’re tired right now. But how about I help you relax a bit? Besides, your little shenanigans this morning weren’t what I expected from you, don’t you think, sweetheart?” He places his hand on your ass again. “Do you need a reminder of who owns this ass?”
You groan in need, surprised by your own reaction. He’s right. You can't help but feel that being bratty to him this morning was your way of provoking him to fuck the sense out of you tonight. Or maybe it’s because you haven't spent time with him all day, you think. He spanks you again, a bit harder this time.
“You know… I didn’t drop a pen. I just wanted to look at your sexy ass…” he whispers in your ear, “because I miss you sooo much, hon.”
You shiver and press your ass back against him, feeling his erection already straining for attention.
“Someone’s needy,” he says with a groan, unable to help himself.
You know he’s smirking behind you. You turn around to face him fully and kiss him. You both know where this is heading. He slides a hand under your shirt, caressing and teasing the soft skin between your breasts. He picks you up and slowly pushes you onto the bed, crawling on top of you while still kissing you. You pull away to take off his shirt. He kisses your neck softly, then your collarbones, as you tug his shirt over his head. You pull him closer and start kissing along his jawline. When you reach his neck, you bite slightly and lick the skin there. His breath hitches in his throat, and he pulls your mouth back to his, kissing you passionately. After a while, he breaks away, panting heavily, then looks at you.
“Wait, I haven’t showered or anything. I’m a mess right now, Joel. Maybe let me shower first,” you say, even though you can already feel your wetness sticking to your underwear.
“I have a better idea… why don’t we both take a bath together, and I can fuck you there. Sounds good, honey? It sounds pretty fucking good to me,” he whispers in your ear, making you shiver.
