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[alltheirdamn]

hi… long time no talk… who’s up for a possible second chapter to Diamond Dolls some time this week?

[alltheirdamn]

'With All My Love' Masterlist

Joel Miller x f!reader (no outbreak)

Series warnings: mentions of war/combat, violence, mentions of blood, angst, flashbacks and mentions of abusive relationship between an ex and also family, smut 18+ MDNI (each chapter will have more in depth warnings), fluff, flirting, small age gap (Joel is mid 30’s, switched POV, reader is late 20’s), mutual pining, any additional warnings will be listed in each chapter.

Summary: You enlist in the army as a way to escape your abusive ex-boyfriend. While you are in basic training and eventually deployed as a medic in the army, you participate in a pan pals program that your bunkie convinces you to do with her. What you don’t expect is to be paired with Joel Miller, a single dad in Texas, who you find great comfort and motivation in writing back and forth. As each letter comes to you from him, and to him from you, you both realize ‘warm regards’ turns into ‘with all my love’. 

this is my very first fic, and i am super excited to share it here. i will do my best to keep to these deadlines, but some might come earlier, some might come later, but none the less, you will be fed my luvs.

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Chapters:

one: pens, paper, stamps

two: a dramamine would be nice

three: breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth

four: casualties

five: say a little prayer for me

six: with all my love

seven: austin

eight: the past is a bitch

nine: wondering why (1/22/2025)

ten: and i can't fight this feelin' anymore (1/25/25)

eleven: fresh start (1/29/25)

twelve: road trip (2/2/25)

thirteen: want to take care of you (2/5/25)

fourteen: love letters (2/8/25)

fifteen: epilogue (2/11/2024)

[alltheirdamn]

https://www.tumblr.com/lonely-ey3s/771273015971463168/with-all-my-love-masterlist

i took your advice on just full sending my writing on here and have had such a great time writing this fic. thank you for your words of support and encouragement 💌

Oh my goodness!!! The biggest congrats to you sweet pea & I can’t wait to dive into this story!! 💛💛💛 Everyone, please go show some love as well 💛

[alltheirdamn]

what am i supposed to do without tiktok? write again?

[alltheirdamn]

the official video for "vacillator" is out now ♡

directed by @silkenweinberg and i

taken from my new project perverts

[alltheirdamn]

Perverts is officially out. Thank you so much to Matthew Tomasi for his drums on Vacillator (and the boom on Amber Waves), Angel Diaz for the lapsteel and baritone guitar on Punish that makes my world go round, the upright bass on Onanist, and that lapsteel and e-piano also on Amber Waves, Madeline Johnson for her heavenly metal on Amber Waves (a track she served as an intense inspiration for), and Bryan De Leon for his acoustic stylings on Etienne. Y’all make my world go round.

I’d also like to think the natural drone music that exists everywhere in this world, in transformer boxes and powerlines on the side of the highway, in the radio static of an empty AM frequency, in the fan of my computer as my Ableton project files overloaded the CPU, and in the distant roar of the interstate on the other side of my favorite field. I love you, sound, you have always been there for me.

Thank you for listening, I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I lo

[alltheirdamn]

TOP FIRST WATCHES OF THE YEAR

✨ rules: post 9 of your favorite films you saw for the first time this year that aren’t new (2023/2024) but are new to you and tag 9 others to do the same. ✨

tysm for the tag @guiltyasdave 💛 you know I love showing off some movies !!!

also, my letterboxd if anyone is interested xoxo

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NP TAGS!!! @endlessthxxghts @katiexpunk @strang3lov3 @iamasaddie @mermaidgirl30 @fruityreads @yxtkiwiyxt @lotusbxtch @mountainsandmayhem

[alltheirdamn]

Last WIP Whatever of 2024!!!

Thank you for the tags @mermaidgirl30 and @mountainsandmayhem xoxo

Obviously, I've been in a slump/hiatus for... I don't know... three months. But that doesn't mean I haven't been writing here and there.... so as my final hoorahh of 2024, I give you a mega dump of WIP ....

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Growing Pains

“It’s true, Joel! You’re feeding a corpse… Y–You’ve got a deathbed made for me upstairs. Every time I go to sleep, I don’t know if I’ll wake up.” You paused, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Look, I'm only telling you this because when I—.”

“Don’t,” he snapped.

“Because when I die,” you continued. “I don’t want you blaming yourself. It’s not your fault.”

You stepped forward cautiously. With an outstretched hand, you cradled his scruff-covered jaw, your thumb tracing over his cheekbone. Joel’s jaw tensed beneath your touch, a quick twitch under his skin beside the rapid pulse in his vein.

“I can’t lose anyone else,” he muttered. “I can’t—.”

“You don’t get to decide that, okay? I don’t get to decide that. It’s just the way things are.”

Joel tore himself from your grasp, his body spinning toward the house. There, under the full moon's light, you stood alone, with nothing but uncertainty and heartbreak left to hold on to. 

Good Graces

Though you tried to remain indifferent, you couldn’t help but search through the crowd to find Joel. It didn’t take much searching to find his broad frame crowding the edge of the bar, his head titled toward a petite redhead who threw her head back in laughter. You swallowed down a wave of jealousy as you watched their interaction. Of course, Joel would be here flirting it up with any girl that ogled at him. He did the same thing with you, and unfortunately, it worked. Now, you were wholly addicted to the idea of getting your hands back on him as fast as possible. 

You waltzed to the opposite side of the bar, resting your cheek in your palm as you studied him from a distance. His green button-up was tight around his shoulders, the muscles in his back straining against the fabric with each shake of laughter. From the edge where you perched, you could only distinguish the outline of his side profile and the devastatingly handsome grin he donned. You wanted him to smile like that with you. 

Maneater

1837

France was no longer safe—yet another country you must flee. Too many suspicions had arisen during the last five years, and too many wandering eyes and whispering rumors made it impossible to stay. It was not the first time you had to run away from a life you created, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. Though you were tired of it now after nearly a century, it was in the clutches of the curse you bore that kept you moving. 

Your belongings fit neatly inside the large leather trunk you kept beneath your feet in the velvet-lined carriage. The uneven road you traveled along made for hours of unpleasant solitude; your body starved and fatigued the longer you sat alone. With the curtains drawn tight over the windows, you hid within the shadows and laid your body down along the shaking bench to find some reprieve from the agony stirring inside you. It had been days since you fed, and the hunger grew unbearable. You yearned for the shadows of night and the taste of warm skin throbbing under your fangs. 

Let this journey be fast. 

Diamond Dolls (secret lil drabble)

“Now, I think since it’s well past midnight,” you started, your steps slow as you approached him. “I think that means it’s your birthday.”

“Is that what this is all ‘bout?” Joel chuckled, settling back further into the couch. 

“You tell me, birthday boy. You can take off that blindfold now.”

Joel reached behind his head, the silk tie unraveling around his temple and falling to his lap. His mouth opened to remark but quickly snapped shut as his eyes trailed up your body. The red-laced robe sinched your waist in, hiding the lingerie underneath but still allowing for a small glimpse at the matching stockings and heels you wore. 

“Christ,” he exhaled, sitting up straighter. 

“What do you think, baby?” You grinned.

You held out the cake for him, the tiny flames of the candles flickering long shadows across his face. Joel’s lips quirked up in a smile as he looked at the cake, and then his eyes rose to yours. 

“Got me feelin’ like the luckiest man alive,” he exhaled. 

“Make a wish,” you urged. “Maybe you’ll get even luckier.”

Dedication

“Is that the takeout order?” You called from the bathroom.

“Who the fuck are you?” 

“Language!” You yelled. “Ellie, what the hell—?”

The sharpness in Ellie’s voice alarmed you, and you quickly wrapped a robe around your body before walking into the hall. Your front door was thrown wide open, and Ellie was in a stare-down with the last person you ever expected to see in New York.

“Joel?” You gasped.

“Joel?” Ellie echoed in disbelief.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Ellie whipped her head back and forth, her eyes narrowed in scrutiny. 

“You’re Joel?” She questioned.

“And you are…” Joel trailed off, looking at you for an explanation.

“My daughter!” You interrupted, hoping to beat Ellie to it. “This is my daughter, Ellie.”

Joel looked between you and your daughter— his daughter— with confusion. You quickly brushed behind Ellie, wrapping a strong arm around her shoulder despite her efforts to shrug you off. With a tight smile, you kissed her on the head and dropped your voice into a whisper.

“Ellie, can you give Joel some room to walk in? Please.”

She hesitated a moment, looking back at you with a glaring expression. Fuck, this was so not how you wanted this to go. 

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Feast away my loves!!! Excited to see what this new year will bring us ALL xoxo <3

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[alltheirdamn]

favorite movies tag game!!

rules: without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favorite films, then tag ten people to do the same.

thank you sm for the tag @guiltyasdave xoxo

(being a film major, and all around film buff, this may be a weird mix so bear with me)

NP tags!! @mermaidgirl30 @lotusbxtch @mountainsandmayhem @strang3lov3 @fruityreads @iamasaddie @evolnoomym @yxtkiwiyxt @for-a-longlongtime @katiexpunk

[alltheirdamn]

i’m thinking of writing a fic… i have this idea that is literally haunting me. what was your process with your first fic? did you just put it off to the universe and just leave it and then you got readers? i just am worried because i dont think im a good writer but i think my idea is fun and others would like it.. idk maybe im just insecure and scared and i look up to you so much as a writer.. idk lol. help?? thoughts? prayers?? ahah

First of all, it is beyond kind of you to say that you look up to me. :') I don't feel as though I'm the strongest writer in the world, and writing is an ever evolving skill that just becomes more refined as we practice it! My advice to you: publish your writing! Just put it into the world and grow with it! I started my fanfic journey December of last year with no real path or plan, and I let the world decide what it wanted to do with me lol It's so scary, like so scary, because writing is part of who you are and you're sharing that piece of yourself with the world and there's so much unknown going into it... but it's worth it! The one piece of advice that has always stuck with me: someone is waiting for your story! No matter how silly or bad or weird or raunchy your story is... someone out there is waiting for it, so go for it! I'm sending you all my good wishes and when you post your writing, please share it with me!! It's such an exciting journey to begin, but always remember to stay true to yourself and write for YOU. Don't adapt your writing for anyone else, because it's your words and your story that matter more than anything else.

xoxo, all my love & best <3

[alltheirdamn]

End of year asks…

All of them. 😉

Jk, jk. 14,16, and 30.

But also 31…

What’s your favorite app for cataloging the books you read (I already know but the people need to know!!!)

Ily babe. I’m so proud of you and what you’ve accomplished this year, on and off page.

XOXO 💋

ahhh ilysm katie :")))

14. Something new you tried this year

THIS! Publishing my writing online and giving it to the world. Very scary, but also extremely rewarding in hindsight!

16. Something you interesting you researched as part of the process

I literally searched the wiki-how instructions on oil changes for my Declined drabble 😂 But I also did a lot of research on farms and horses for Rotten... research purposes, you know lol there were a lot of questionable google searches this year

30. Advice to yourself (and maybe others) for the New Year

Do whatever it is that thing you've always been wanting to do. Just do it & go for it and don't look back. idk, be your own advocate and idol.

31. My favorite reading app (hehe)

If you're a big reader, like I am, then you need to switch over from Goodreads to Storygraph. Storygraph is AMAZING!! The analytics of it are so cool, and not to mention it was created by a female POC who is constantly listening to users of the app and developing the app in real time every single day/week! Literally, she updates the app based on what people want & it's incredible!!

** xoxo, ily katie :') so happy we got to meet this year and can't wait for more memories together!!**

[alltheirdamn]

Drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let’s spread a little sunshine. ☀️

love you so much sweet pea 💛💛💛💛

[alltheirdamn]

Hiiii V, for the Artist and Fic Writer EOY Asks I’ll send these numbers: 4, 12, 26, 28🩵🫶🏻

Love you

Hiiii love xoxo Let's do it!!

4. Creator you'd like to see more from

It's so hard to be selfish and ask for more, especially now being inside the writing community and understanding how much time and effort to create these pieces of work. I want to see everyone succeed and write more!! But i'm also so content with what everyone puts into the world :') There is one story I'd love to see finished one day... but I'll keep that a secret

12. A concept you'd like to develop more next year

I just answered this one! But I'll add to it: setting more goals for myself! Like tangible goals as in; words per month, books read, etc. I want to really capitalize on my creativity and hobbies, so I'd like to incorporate that more into my life!

26. Something that inspired you this year

Music. It always inspires me. There isn't a single song that I have come across and not created an idea/scene/concept from lol it's crazy what music does to my writer brain

28. A song that relates to one of your creations

Now this is a question I can talk about for hours..... (funny how it coincides with the questions above) But everything I wrote has music to go with it... so let's get into it lol

Killing Me Softly (I have a full playlist, but here are a few):

Knuckle Velvet by Ethel Cain

Quiet Light by The National

The Archer by Adam Melchor

From Here on Out by Lighthearted

(My entire Ethel Cain mini-series obviously lol)

My Kink is Karma inspired by Chappell Roan (obviously)

Give Me Tonight:

Come to Life by Son Lux

Rotten:

Apple by Charli XCX

*xoxo love you!!*

[alltheirdamn]

Hi! For the EOY game, 12, 22, and 25 🩵

Hii!!!!! Okay let's do it!!

12. A concept you'd like to develop next year

Honestly, just being more understanding of myself and when/how I write. Being a lot more intentional with my time, and utilizing the tools I have to create the things I've dreamed about creating. (That sounds so silly, but I really do want to bring to life all these wonderful ideas swirling around in my head.)

22. An idea you had that didn't make the cut

Umm... SO MANY! My WIP list is never ending lol... but I'll share a secret: Killing Me Softly was never intended to become what it did! I had plans to make it a simple meet-cute story with Joel & reader, then a theory plopped into my lap and I ran with it! I do wonder sometimes what that story would have been like if I took the original path, but I'm happy (more than happy, actually) with how their story unfolded!

25. A scene or image that lives rent-free in your head

Chapter 8 of KMS will always be the most visceral piece of writing for me, and the scene where reader unleashes her emotions after finding out the truth... I can see that play out in my head so perfectly. It's so poignant and raw, and it's always just stuck with me. If we're talking up-beat tho.... oh, it's gotta be Part II of Rotten when reader shares a cigarette with Joel on the couch heheheh I love that moment sm

*xoxo i love u so much, Jamie!!*

[alltheirdamn]

My dear V! Joyous festivities to you!🎉 Cheers to more adventures for you in the coming year! Stay extraordinary like your music taste 💅

Sending you so much love 💛💛💛 Thank you sweet pea

[alltheirdamn]

Artist & Fic Writers EOY asks!!

Thank you for the tag @arcanefox207 xoxo

1. Describe your journey this year in three words

2. A piece you're proud of and why

3. A fic or artwork you enjoyed

4. Creator you'd like to see more from

5. A scene you enjoyed creating

6. A scene you struggled with

7. Comfort character to create for

8. Most challenging character to write or draw

9. A work from another creator you keep coming back to

10. Fandom you created most for this year

11. Fandom you'd like to create more for next year

12. A concept you'd like to develop next year

13. A fic or artwork by another creator that made you happy

14. Something new you tried this year

15. An area of your art you feel you improved upon

16. Something interesting you researched as part of the process

17. The creation that took the least amount of time

18. The creation that took the most amount of time

19. A new genre or style you tried

20. Something that made you laugh

21. Something that made you emotional

22. An idea you had that didn't make the cut

23. Rec another creator's fic you wish more people would read

24. Rec another creator's artwork you wish more people would see

25. A scene or image that lives rent-free in your head

26. Something that inspired you this year

27. Shout-out to a commenter/reblogger who encourages you

28. A song that relates to one of your creations

29. Shout-out someone who inspires you

30. Advice to yourself (and maybe others) for the new year

31. Ask Me Anything!

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[alltheirdamn]

merry christmas from mechanic!joel on his honeymoon 🤭💛

DECLINED | mechanic!joel x f!reader

*The Honeymooners*

Summary: A destination honeymoon is exactly what you and Joel need after tying the knot. Rating: 18+ Explicit Word Count: 2k Warnings: Pre-outbreak AU, established relationship, banter, teasing, so much fluff!!!, public sex, public nudity, oral (m! receiving), deepthroat, cum eating, mentions alcohol, unprotected piv sex, rough sex, squirting, creampie, multiple orgasms, language, dirty talk/praise kink, pet names (babydoll, darlin', cowboy...wife), does fucking in the ocean count as water sports? A/N: Ahhhh hello!! Of course, these two got married! I'd love to thank @mermaidgirl30 for creating the Ocean Challenge! It gave me the perfect opportunity to write this fluffy lil moment. And also, thank you, @swiftispunk, for letting me use this anon as inspo!! Enjoy the final installment to the Declined mini-series... I'll love these two forever 💗

Masterlist | Ko-Fi

Joel was waist-deep in the water as you sipped on your second margarita. Occasionally, he’d turn and wave at you, his brown curls matted down by salt water and his tan skin glistening under the coastal sunlight. God, he was gorgeous. That was your husband now, your husband. Joel didn’t let you leave the bed the first day you arrived at your destination. You thanked your past self for packing extra underwear because at least three lacy thongs were now shredded and discarded somewhere in the honeymoon suite.

You settled against your beach chair, stretching your legs and digging your toes under the warm sand. There wasn’t a soul in sight along the stretch of water you had chosen to make camp, so you took the risk and undid the strings on your bikini top. Tossing the white polyester onto the sand by the chair, you settled back and let the sun beat down on your bare skin. It wasn’t long before Joel caught a glimpse of your body and barreled past the waves to race to the shore.

“Y’can’t be teasin’ me like this, babydoll,” he panted.  

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you grinned, shrugging your shoulders. 

Joel bent down to grab his beer, the condensation collecting sand around the base from being nestled into the ground by the towel. You craned your neck up to watch him take a long sip, the muscles in his bicep flexing. 

“Don’t be lookin’ at me like that,” he said. 

“Maybe I’m just thirsty.”

He glanced at the margarita in your hand, quirking a brow. 

“Y’got your own drink.”

“Don’t you wanna share with your wife?” You pouted. 

Joel rolled his eyes, his lips curling into a devilish grin. Your eyes roamed up his torso, watching droplets of water roll down the expanse of his chest and stomach. Sliding off your beach chair, your knees hit the terrycloth towel beneath you. It wasn’t hard to miss the growing bulge under Joel’s red swim trunks as they clung to his thighs. 

“Mrs. Miller,” he tutted. “We’re in public.”

“When has that ever stopped us, huh?”

“Good point,” he smirked. 

You pushed your hair off your shoulder and craned your neck further back. Joel took another drink of his beer before nodding his head at you.

“Open that pretty mouth, babydoll.”

You obeyed, your mouth falling open. Joel tilted the glass down, a slow stream of beer cascading onto your tongue. The crisp taste of the liquid rolled over your tastebuds, tiny drops falling from your lips and down over your bare chest. He tipped the bottle lower, letting the beer trickle down your breasts. 

“Whoops,” he chuckled. 

Joel moved the beer bottle upright, watching as you swallowed down the beer sitting on your tongue. 

“Still thirsty?” He asked.

“Parched,” you exhaled.

Joel bent down to twist the bottle into the sand, shoving his trunks down as he straightened out. His cock sprung out, heavy and leaking precum from the tip. You went your lips in anticipation, your clit throbbing against the bikini bottoms pressing against your wet cunt. 

“Wanna show me how thirsty y’are, babydoll?” 

You scooted closer, taking his cock in your hand, your tongue darting out to lap at the precum dripping down. There was still a faint taste of the ocean lingering on his skin, the salty smell clinging to the hair around the base of his cock. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock, tracing the veins bulging down the underside. Joel shuddered above you, his hand tangled in your hair to guide you closer. 

You slackened your jaw, taking him slowly into your mouth. His hips pushed forward slightly, forcing his cock further until the tip brushed the back of your throat.

“That’s it, darlin’. Keep it right there. Let’s see how long y’can hold it.”

The hair at his navel tickled your nose as he anchored you to his cock, your eyes welling with tears. You worked at breathing through your nose, your mouth too full of him to even inhale a breath. Swallowing around him, your cheeks hollowed out, forcing a deep groan from his chest. 

“Good fuckin’ girl,” Joel crooned. “Look at you chokin’ on my cock.”

You tapped his thigh, begging for a reprieve, yet Joel didn’t move a muscle, only pushing himself deeper. You sputtered around him, gagging slightly until he finally pulled you off his cock. You released a violent round of coughs, the drool running down your chin as you heaved in a breath. 

Joel leaned over you, dragging your mouth to his as he licked at the saliva coating your lips. You grinned against his mouth, holding him to you as he kissed you fiercely. 

“I’m the luckiest man in the world,” Joel sighed. “Can’t believe I get to call you my wife.”

“I’m just as lucky, cowboy.”

Hauling you to your feet, Joel scooped you into his arms, kissing down your neck and shoulders as he walked toward the shore. You wrapped your arms around him, watching the sun dip below the horizon. There still wasn’t a soul to be seen along the stretch of beach around you, and for some reason, that thrilled you. It was just you, your husband, and the endless expanse of the ocean. 

Perfect.

Wading into the water, Joel shifted you around his body, pulling your legs around his waist. Somewhere along the way, he had discarded his swim trunks onto the sand, leaving himself completely naked and you only half-dressed. 

His fingers worked at the strings on your bottoms until they floated off your body and drifted down the waves. You smacked Joel’s bicep, trying to reach for them before they completely slipped away.

“Joel!” You shrieked. 

He only laughed, pushing at the water until the tiny fabric was out of reach. 

“Y’don’t need those, do ya’?” He teased.

“Well, I don’t right now! But what happens when we have to go back to the resort?”

“I don’t know, it could be fun seein’ your bare ass walkin’ through the lobby,” he laughed.

“I hate you,” you grumbled.

“Sure ya’ do, babydoll.”

Reaching between your bodies, Joel slipped his hand over your wet cunt, coaxing a moan from your lips as he rolled your clit between his fingers. You gasped at his touch, grinding down into his hand. 

“Joel,” you breathed. 

“Tell me what ya’ need, darlin’.”

“I need you.”

Joel angled himself at your entrance, pulling you down hard onto the length of his cock. You didn’t have a chance to adjust to his size as he filled you. With both hands digging into the skin of your hips, he guided you up and down on his cock, the pace hard and unforgiving. You dug your nails into the muscles of his back, your cries muffled by the sound of the water washing over your bodies. 

“Fuck!” You cried, his cock driving faster into you.

The ripples around you matched the rolling waves churning inside your stomach, every thrust Joel made sending you closer to the edge. You clung to him tighter, your cunt clenching tighter and tighter around him until the white-hot pressure building in your core could no longer be contained.

“Joel!” You gasped. “Gonna—fuck—gonna cum! Please!”

“Cum for me, babydoll. Soak me.”

With a broken sob, your orgasm exploded through you, stars sparking your vision as warmth spread between your thighs. 

“There ya’ go, darlin’. There ya’ fuckin’ go,” Joel growled, spearing into you over and over again.

You were barely recovering from your first orgasm when the next began to surge inside you, this time stronger. Joel dipped you back against the water's surface, your hair floating around your face as he shifted his hands from your hips to your shoulders. Against the pull of the waves, Joel used his grip on your shoulders to angle his cock upwards into your cunt.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he gritted between clenched teeth. “Look at you glowin’ in the sunset, takin’ my cock like a good girl.”

“Yes…yes…” You chanted.

“Y’gonna give me another, babydoll?” He urged.

“Mhmm,” you whined, words failing. 

The waves crashing over your body silenced the scream that left your lips, and Joel grinned down at you as he felt your release gush over his cock. He pulled you up from the water, hugging you tight to his body while he slowed his pace. 

“I love you, cowboy,” you whimpered into his neck.

Joel carded a hand through the wet tendrils of your hair, sinking his teeth into the corded muscles between your neck and shoulder. His stifled groan radiated through your skin as he filled you with his release, your cunt pulsating around his cock through every shudder of his body. 

“Christ, I fuckin’ love you,” he muttered into your neck. “Can’t believe you’re my fuckin’ wife now.”

You clasped your hands around his face, pulling his lips to yours for a heated kiss. His hands ran up the expanse of your body as your tongues intertwined. The sun blanketed your bodies in golden colors of orange and yellow, the ocean around you mirroring the sunset painting the sky. 

You broke away from his lips, turning your head to admire the sun kissing the horizon. 

“Look,” you said softly. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

Joel didn’t respond, so you glanced back at him only to see his warm brown eyes watching you intently. A soft grin broke across his face, the creased lines etching around his eyes and dimpling his cheeks. 

“What?” You asked, heat crawling up your neck.

“That view ain’t nothin’ compared to what I’ve got right here.”

You rolled your eyes, leaning in to kiss him again.

“Are you getting all romantic on me, cowboy?” You teased. 

“Guess I’m just a big softy for ya’, Mrs. Miller.”

Eventually, you and Joel emerged from the ocean, the soles of your feet covered in sand as you returned to the lone beach towel in the distance. Thank God, no one was around—both of you were naked and dripping wet. Joel collapsed onto the towel, his bare ass shadowed in the cover of the night. You gave him a teasing slap before falling down next to him, your head rolling onto his shoulder. 

“This has been a perfect honeymoon,” you whispered. 

Joel laid his hand over yours, his silver wedding band glinting under the moonlight hanging above you.

“I don’t know, babydoll. Seein’ you in that white dress might have this beat,” he mused.

“You tore it off in a heartbeat after the ceremony,” you giggled.

Joel nudged you with his shoulder, laughing at the memory with you. 

“Whadaya say y’wear it again when we get home?” 

“Only if you promise not to rip it any more than you already have.”

“Okay, okay,” he chuckled.

“Swear?” You asked, eyeing him skeptically.

“On my life.”