#Pet Grooming Texas

[tightjeansjavi]

blue jeans n’Texas dreams | part 13

“Can’t Help Falling in Love” 𓃗

Pre! Outbreak/no! Outbreak Joel × horseback riding instructor f!reader

A/N: it’s here finally. This is the longest chapter I have ever written for any of my fics. This chapter will make you swoon. It will make you laugh, cry, and feel. Horse dad! Joel and Clover are very special to me. Thank you for being patient, and happy reading.

~word count 13.3k (you heard that right!)

Summary: 4th of July weekend at Joel and Tommy’s family lake house proves to be one for the books. Summer lovin’ never felt so real. (and a pack of raccoons stealing your bra and panties)

Warnings: smut (protective p in v) fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, teasing, filth, a little handjob action, reader has a size kink (if you squint) Joel is an ass man, skinny dipping, mentions of alcohol consumption, public sexual activity, fear of getting caught (but it’s a turn on) praise kink, heavy use of pet names, Joel has some serious horse dad! Rizz, riding it like a cowgirl on the kitchen floor, fluff, some angst, admittance of feelings, Joel talks you through it, soft! Joel, sweetie pie! Joel, sunshine reader, no physical description of reader, no use of y/n, readers nickname is clove/clover because you’re Joel’s lucky charm. Tommy being himself, Sarah showing support for her dad, Ellie exists in this universe and is Sarah’s best friend! (+18) minors dni!

blue jeans playlist:

“Remember, kiddo. Toes up, heels down and eyes forward. If you look down at Frankie’s head, he’s not gonna know where you want him to go. Try and look right between his ears and make sure he’s not cutting off those corners. Good job!” You praised Sarah as she confidently trotted Frankie along the rail. Her and Joel had just started taking joint riding lessons together, and Sarah was ecstatic that her dad wanted to learn with her.

“Joel, honey...”

“I know, I know. It’s my diagonal again ain’t it?” Joel responded gruffly, followed by a light huff. He was wearing the same hot pink leopard spotted helmet from the time you went on a trail ride together. He knew you loved how cute he looked in it so of course he'd have to wear it again, just for your enjoyment.

“Dad, all you need to do is remember to rise and fall with the leg on the wall, it’s easy!” Sarah chimed in as she trotted Frankie through the middle of the arena.

“Easy enough for you, sweet pea.” He bantered back as he eased Whiskey to a gentle halt alongside you and Ezra in the middle of the arena.

You glanced over at your boyfriend with a gentle smile as he reached down and gave Whiskey a light pat on his furry neck. “Are you just taking a breather cowboy?”

“Of course. Jus’ a quick one. Was hopin’ maybe I could get a quick kiss or somethin.’ I think it might really help me remember this whole diagonal stuff.” Joel glanced over at you with a teasing grin playing on his lips.

“Oh? You think it’ll help you remember? Well, in that case..” You trailed off. It was difficult to say no to your Texas tall glass of water, especially when he was looking at you with those big brown puppy dog eyes of his. “Alright. Just one little kiss. That’s all you get.”

“M’so lucky that I jus’ get a little one.” He chuckled warmly as he leaned over the saddle and pecked your lips softly.

“GROSS! Frankie, cover your eyes!” Sarah giggled, her nose scrunching up like a bunny’s nose does.

You couldn’t help but pull Joel in for one proper kiss before you playfully pushed him away. “Alright, you’ve had your kiss, now get your cute ass back on the rail mister! Whiskey has barely worked up a sweat! Get to it!” Your tone was playful and a little teasing as Joel gave you a playful salute in response. “Yes ma'am! Right away!”

When Joel and Sarah’s lesson was finished for the afternoon, they spent the next hour bathing and grooming Frankie and Whiskey before turning them out to the pasture. It was sweltering out under the blazing Texas sun and Joel found you sitting underneath a nearby apple tree close to the pasture fence. You were busy scribbling something down in your notebook. His boots were soft along the grass as he sank down alongside you with a soft grunt. His arm loosely draped across your shoulder as he pressed a light kiss to your sweaty temple. “How’s my girl doin’ today?” He rasped softly.

Your hand subconsciously drifted to his jaw where the pads of your fingers were lightly brushing across his beard. “Pretty good. It’s so fucking hot out though and I literally feel like i’m melting.” You laughed softly.

“Mhmm. Hotter than satan’s asshole, that’s for sure. You still look gorgeous as ever, even if you are meltin’ like an icecream cone left out in the sun, sprinkles and all. I’d still lick you–”

“Joel Miller.” You teasingly warned him.

“That’s yours truly. What’s the matter?”

“It’s too fucking hot for me to be getting horny. You can’t be talking about licking me up, Jesus christ.”

Joel laughed and it rumbled deep within his chest as he gave your shoulder a light squeeze. “Okay, okay. I’ll keep the suggestive commentary on the low, okay?”

“You’re too kind.”

“Speakin’ of the heat, do ya have any big plans for 4th of July weekend?” Joel asked casually, but definitely out of the blue.

You found yourself craning your neck upwards a little so that you had an easier time looking over at him. Your brow raised at the deliverance of his question. “No, I don’t have anything planned at the moment..probably just going to be in my apartment with takeout or something. Why do you ask?”

“Well, umm..I was wonderin’ if uh, maybe you’d like to come up to my Grandad's lake house? Tommy already went ahead and invited Ryder, and Sarah and her friend Ellie are comin’ up as well. I know maybe it's..sorta a big ask of ya? I’d just really love to spend the holiday weekend with you.”

The smile that slowly washed over your face was nearly contagious as your thumb gently swiped across his lower lip. “I’d love to spend 4th of July weekend with you Joel. That sounds like an incredibly fun time.”

“Tommy and I have been goin’ up there since we were kids. Grandad built it himself, and it's got all the rustic charm that you could ever dream of. Got a speed boat as well at the end of the dock, and innertubes as well. Nice big fire pit close to the water and a screened in porch. It’s like a little slice of heaven, y’know?”

“It sounds perfect, truly. I’ll ask Ryder if she wants to go and get a mani pedi with me. It’s been so long since I went on a vacation. I think the last time was in highschool..maybe?”

“I uh—can I pay for you to get your nails done? I know, I know. You got a thing about me not payin’ for ya, but let me treat you, okay?”

“Joooeeeel.” You let out a light huff as you leaned over and pecked his cheek affectionately. “Fine. You can pay for my nails under one condition, I want you to pick the color out.”

“Oh no no. Darlin,’ I ain’t equipped for that. I don’t know nothin’ about nail polish colors. Sarah’s painted mine about a dozen times, but she always picks the color out.”

“Baby, c’mon. It would make me oh so so happy if you picked the color. I want it to be a color that you like. Please?” You lightly fluttered your lashes at him.

Joel laughed, shaking his head slightly before he ultimately gave in. “Alright, I’ll pick out a color for ya, but in order for me to do so, I need ya to stay super still so that I can admire your beauty.”

“You’re such a dork.” You stifled a laugh as he was intently studying you, and your features. From the tone of your skin, to the color of your hair and eyes. He wanted to make sure he picked out the perfect color to compliment your features that he loved so dearly. “I’m thinkin’ any shade of blue. Maybe even a light blue or teal? I think that will compliment you very well, baby. Jus’ know that you can pull off any color regardless.”

“Hmm. Light blue, or teal? I think I can handle that. Any specific reason why you picked those colors?”

Joel looked over at you with a tender, soft smile. “Jus’ think those colors will really bring out the color of your eyes.”

Goddamn your Texas tall glass of water always being a total sweetheart.

“He offered to pay for your nails too? Goddamn girl. If that ain’t a man in love..” Ryder was sitting next to you in the pedicure chair while she flipped through the latest tabloid magazine.

“Ryder, don’t be ridiculous. We haven’t been together that long for him to feel about me that way. He did get all bashful when I asked him what color nail polish he’d like to see on me.” You looked over at your best friend with a small grin. “Then he proceeded to study my face as if I was the Mona Lisa or something.”

“Honeybun, that man is so fucking in love with you, I’m surprised he hasn’t fallen over his two feet just from you walking into the room. Babe, you are the Mona Lisa in his eyes.” Ryder reached over and gently gave your arm a squeeze.

“Just like you’re the Mona Lisa in Tommy’s eyes.” You shot her a playful wink.

“Speaking of our Miller men, what are you going to wear this weekend? Don’t you dare say whatever you have in your closet. I will drag your ass so fast to the nearest mall.” Ryder threatened you playfully.

“Ryder, you know I can’t stand the mall. Besides, I was just going to pack a few t-shirts and shorts and a bikini or two.”

“Nuh-uh we’re going shopping. We’re going to find you a bikini that was quite literally made for you. Joel’s going to take one look at ya and his brain is going short-circuit. Trust me on this one babe.”

“Okay, fine. We can go shopping. Just know that I’m only agreeing because I love you.” You leaned over the armrest of the chair and pecked Ryder’s cheek playfully.

“Damn, I think Tommy has some serious stacked competition now!” Ryder giggled as she leaned into your kiss.

The mall was surprisingly not as busy as you were expecting it to be. Ryder was already grabbing your hand and pulling you to the nearest summer wear store she could find. She grabbed numerous bikinis for you to try on before ushering you into the nearest dressing room.

“Are you sure it’s necessary for me to try every single one of these on Ry?”

“Babe, yes. We have to find the perfect one and it’s definitely in that pile that I gave you. So, how are you and your Texas tall glass of water?” You could picture Ryder wiggling her eyebrows suggestively through the otherside of the dressing room door.

“Pretty good. Him and Sarah are taking joint riding lessons together now. She’s totally kicking her dads ass when it comes to remembering to trot on the correct diagonal. He’s an absolute good sport though, and Whiskey seems to like him.”

“That’s so fucking cute that they’re both taking lessons now. Tommy and Callus get along pretty good as well. We should all go on a trail ride or something one of these days.”

“How about when we get back from this trip? We can pack a picnic too and make it an all day adventure.” You had just finished trying on the first bikini. It was a soft white color with ruffles, and enough coverage for it to still be family friendly.

Ryder looked up from her phone when you had slipped out past the dressing room door and gave her a little twirl. “Oh, babe! I love this one. How do you feel in it?”

“It’s super cute, and I’m a fan of the cut and the straps..just feel like it’s missing something y’know?”

“Absolutely. Well, there’s plenty more for you to try on so get your cute ass back in there!” She gave your hip a playful tap.

“Don’t mind me prying.” Ryder continued, “the last juicy details you gave me were when Joel went down on you. Anything else exciting happened since then?”

You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you adjusted the straps on the next bikini you were trying on. “We haven’t fucked yet. Ever since that whole incident with Logan, things haven’t progressed. Which is honestly totally okay with me. Is it bad that I’m hoping that maybe it’ll happen this weekend?”

“Oh girl, I bet he’s also hoping that it’s going to happen this weekend. Can’t say I blame him, you’re the entire package wrapped up with a pretty bow. If there’s ever a moment where you and Joel want to get some alone time, just holler for Tommy and I to watch Sarah and her friend. I think we can definitely keep our hands to ourselves for a few hours.”

“Fuck. Do you really think that he’s feeling that way too? I mean..I was going to bring a few condoms regardless. I just also don’t want to rush him, or make him feel like he’s pressured to have sex with me.”

“Babe, I bet he and Tommy have already discussed it. Hell, they probably are talking about it right now. I don’t think you could ever make that man feel pressured to do something, hun. You’re the sweetest person I know, and you’re both so considerate of one another’s feelings. My best advice to you is to just go with the flow. If it happens, it happens. I’m definitely rooting for y’all regardless.”

“Yeah, we both are really considerate of one another’s feelings. He’s just—he’s so sweet. He’s so patient and honestly I’m still getting used to being in a healthy and stable relationship. I wake up everyday not worrying about where or who he’s been with. He respects me and my horses. He’s amazing with his daughter. He’s—”

“Babe, are you sure that you’re not in love?” Ryder asked with a raise of her brow. “You sound like a woman madly in love. I’m just so happy that you’ve found a man that treats you so well. After everything you’ve been through, you deserve it.”

“Okay, maybe I’m just a little in love. Just a tad. Just an itty bit in love.” You checked out your appearance in the mirror. You liked the way this bikini accentuated your body. You liked the color and the multicolored flowers scattered about the fabric. It was perfect, and you couldn’t wait to see Joel’s reaction when he would see you in it.

“Oh my god, that’s it! That’s the one! Oh, you look so so beautiful!” Ryder gushed as you stepped out of the dressing room.

Before the day was up, you couldn’t help but text your boyfriend about trying on bikinis, and how excited you were for the long and fun weekend ahead.

Hey, handsome. Wait until you see the bikini I got today ;)

Joel was out to dinner with Tommy and Sarah at the local diner when he saw your text. He couldn’t help the rosy shade that washed over his cheeks. It made him feel like he was back in highschool, with his first crush and all the giddy feelings that came along with it.

Yeah? I can’t wait to see it and take it off of you, baby ;)

“What’s got you smilin’ at your phone like a love struck fool Joel?” Tommy asked curiously from across the table.

“S’nothin. Jus’ my girl askin’ me how my day went.”

Tommy couldn’t help the smirk that spread across his lips that were resting along the rim of his beer bottle. “Mhm. I’m sure it was just that.”

When Joel got home later that evening and Sarah was tucked away in her room, he found himself sinking down onto the comforter with a heavy sigh. It was an incredibly long day on the job. His back ached, and his feet and calves were sore, but then he thought back to your text from earlier, and a sudden confidence washed over him as he laid there. He pulled his phone out of his pocket before grasping his belt and pulled it loose as he shimmied his jeans down his legs and kicked them off to the side. He scooted himself back against the pillows for leverage. His thoughts drifted to you as he used his teeth to hold the hem of his t-shirt up so that you’d be able to see his happy trail and abdomen. It didn’t take long for him to get hard as he imagined just how fucking amazing you were going to look in a bikini. His freehand reached for his phone and he quickly snapped a picture with his boxers visible and just the bottom of his face where you could see his teeth holding up his shirt.

He sent the image to you along with the words,

for u ;)

You had just gotten back to your apartment when your phone buzzed in the cup holder. The last thing you were expecting was for your boyfriend to send you a very cheeky photo of himself in his boxers. You stared at the message and the photo for a good couple of minutes before typing back,

That’s not fair :( I wanna see your handsome face dammit

Okay, I won’t lie. I am incredibly turned on right now.

Look at you being all cheeky ;)

I like this side of you, Miller. Can’t wait to see more of it x.

Joel was already in the shower while you had innocently blown up his messages. He may, or may not have tugged one out while moaning your name under his breath while his palm was resting flat against the shower wall. His free hand was wrapped firmly around the base of his hardened cock. Everytime he twisted his wrist and dragged his thumb across his leaking tip, he thought about you. He took his lower lip harshly between his teeth as his lashes fluttered shut. Who knew he could be a little naughty.

When he got out of the shower he wrapped a towel loosely around his hips as he grabbed his phone from the countertop. He eagerly checked to see if you had responded to his picture, and he couldn’t help but let a chuckle slip past his lips as he read your messages.

He sent you another photo, this one was a selfie of him in the steamy shower mirror. His hair was damp and curly and the towel was just barely hanging onto his hips. God, did he look so handsome.

Is this better? ;) his message read.

Much better x. You responded back.

Friday morning had rolled around in a flash and Joel was in his room checking to make sure that he had grabbed everything he needed for the weekend ahead. He almost didn’t catch the glaring obvious box of condoms sitting on the top of his opened weekend duffel. Not only were there condoms, but there were also handcuffs..and lube? “God fuckin’ dammit Tommy.” The older Miller brother muttered under his breath. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers with a shake of his head when he found Tommy’s note under his generous gifts.

Here’s to you getting laid this weekend big brother ;) xoxo -Tommy

Joel stuffed everything back into his bag before he zipped it up and tossed it over his shoulder. “Hey Sarah, Kiddo? You almost ready?”

“Yeah! Just gotta grab the snacks from the pantry and then I’m good to go!” Sarah responded from down the hall.

Joel reached for his phone that was resting along the nightstand. He checked the time before sending you a quick text while he slipped past his bedroom door.

Hey darlin, heading out shortly. Gotta go pick up Sarah’s friend, and then we’re gonna stop at a Starbucks before picking you up. Can’t wait to see you x.

When you heard the familiar sound of heavy truck wheels rolling into your otherwise quiet parking lot, you quite literally raced out of your little apartment, weekend back strung over your shoulder as you excitedly descended down the old metal staircase. There was no reason for you to hide your genuine excitement to spend the weekend with Joel, his family, and your best friend.

Joel tipped his sunglasses down over his nose as he watched you gleefully run down the steps. His lips curved up into a grin when he saw that you were wearing a simple yet pretty sundress. It was light yellow with little flowers scattered throughout the flowing fabric. What he really zoned in on was your smile. It was the brightest he had ever seen it, all teeth with your eyes crinkling in the corners. You were beautiful, and Joel was a man truly, madly, and deeply in love.

“Oooh so that’s your old man’s girlfriend?” Ellie was grinning from ear to ear in the backseat where she was seated next to Sarah. “Hey, Mr. Miller? How the hell did your ugly mug end up with that?” She teasingly asked.

Ellie was like family to both Joel and Sarah and she was as much of a little trickster, as she was a sweetheart. It was no wonder that her and Sarah became best friends one day on the playground back in kindergarten.

“Kid, I actually have no clue how I ended up with someone as beautiful as her. I’ll let ya know as soon as I figure it out, Kay?” He shot the two girls a little wink before he slipped out of the driver's seat to meet you just outside at the front of his truck.

“Christ almighty. Ain’t you just a sight for sore eyes? That is one hell of a dress, and one hell of a woman wearin’ it.” Joel lowly whistled as he pulled you in for a hug, lifting you off the ground slightly as he inhaled the sweet smelling perfume that you were wearing.

“Hey handsome, happy to see me?” You looped your arms loosely around his neck as he stole a quick kiss from your lips.

“Happiest goddamn man alive. He pecked your cheek sweetly as he set you back down onto the pavement. “Lemme take that for ya. Latte’s waitin’ for ya in the cup holder. Sarah loaded up on snacks as well.” He slipped your overnight bag off of your shoulder, ushering you to the passenger door with a light tap to your ass that had you looking over your shoulder at him with a soft giggle.

“Oh wow, so he’s like really in love with her huh?” Ellie asked as her and Sarah watched the way you and Joel embraced without a care in the world.

“This is truly the happiest I have ever seen my dad. She’s so freaking cool too. I’m just so happy that he finally has someone, El.”

Joel had safely secured your duffel bag along with the rest of the luggage in the bed of his truck. He had one more surprise for you in the glove box and it was a certain CD that he just knew would bring a smile to your face.

Once you were situated in the passenger seat you said your hellos to Sarah and Bella as you buckled in.

“Open the glove box f’me doll.” Joel softly requested as he started the ignition.

With a curious raise of your brow you popped open the glove box where you found Spirit Stallion Of The Cimarron soundtrack CD.

“Oh my god, did you really? Joel! Are you sure you’re ready for what you’ve just signed yourself up for? Sarah and I know all the words to every song.” You leaned over the center console pressing a soft kiss to his cheek as you took the CD out and slipped it into the slot.

“Baby, I think you’re forgettin’ that I also know all of the words. The soundtrack, as Sarah says, is bumpin’ and I gotta agree. Bryan Adams is a genius.” He toggled with the volume when soundtrack #1 Here I Am crackled through the old speakers.

Here I am, this is me

There’s nowhere else on earth I’d rather be

Here I am, it’s just me and you

Tonight we make our dreams come true

For the entirety of the drive it was filled with laughter, singing and Ellie’s shitty puns book that she took with her everywhere.

Joel and Tommy’s family lake house was everything you imagined it to be, and more. It was nestled between a grouping of pine trees overlooking the shimmering water below. It has a long wooden dock leading down to the water's edge. There was a stone path off to the left leading to a fire pit surrounded by handmade chairs with peeling chipped paint. They were obviously well loved and you couldn’t help but imagine a very young Joel Miller sitting on his granddad’s lap with marshmallow fluff and chocolate smeared all over his face.

At the end of the dock was a decent sized speed boat covered with a thick blue tarp. Adjacent to the boat was a pair of Yamaha Jet Skis.

Ellie and Sarah wasted no time to grab their bags from the bed of the truck and set them down before they raced to the dock, their girlish giggles filling the air as Joel hollered after them to not go into the water without an adult present.

“I’m surprised that Tommy and Ryder aren’t the first ones here.” You remarked as Joel handed you your bag.

“I ain’t that surprised. They probably ended up stoppin’ for gas or somethin.’ Maybe a little more than just gas, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you suggestively as he hauled out two cases of beer.

You playfully swatted his shoulder with a teasing smile. “You think they fucked in a gas station bathroom?”

“Wouldn’t put it past ‘em. Especially Tommy. He’ll fuck just about anywhere. Pretty sure I found a cum stain on the passenger seat in his truck the last time I was in it. Haven’t been in there since.” He hopped down from the bed of the truck and slammed it shut.

“and..what about us?” It was bold to ask but after Joel had sent you those pictures..you couldn’t stop thinking about it since.

“Us fuckin?’” He finished the sentence for you and all you could pay attention to was the way his voice dipped down an octave and his Texas drawl grew thicker. He was standing close to you now, hands slowly clasping around your cheeks as his cinnamon brown eyes bore into yours. “Baby, of course we will. We got all night to get into those shenanigans, okay?”

His close proximity, his tan biceps, lingering aroma of cologne, mixed in with his suggestive verbiage had your mind spinning as you wasted no time to close barely-there gap between you. Your lips slotted together as his hands dropped from your cheeks and found purchase around your waist, bunching the fabric of your dress between his fingers—

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Fucking Tommy.

“Well, I’ll be damned! Don’t y’all go’n stop on our account!” Tommy whistled from the open window of his truck.

Joel loosened his grip around the fabric of your dress as his lips detached from yours. With one hand on your ass and the other with his middle finger angled high in the air, you just knew that this weekend was most definitely going to be one for the books. “Show ain’t for free! Y’all gotta pay up!” His voice vibrated warmly up your chest.

“Pay up?! Hell no brother! Ain’t payin’ you shit!” Tommy hopped out of his truck.

“C’mon.” He whispered against the shell of your ear. “Wanna give you a tour of the house before these two try’n ruin it. Last stop will be our room.” He drawled out ‘our room’ with almost a low purr that sent shivers trickling down your spine.

You caught Ryder's knowing wink from the passenger door as Joel steered you towards the front door, his arm securely fastened around your waist as if he was stuck to you like glue.

The house was rustic and homey. You could tell right off the bat that Joel’s grandparents were maximalist’s by their decorating style. Handwoven quilts laid perfectly across the arm rest of the dark teal couch. There were photographs of Joel, Tommy scattered about. There were quite a few of Joel and Sarah as well. The kitchen was dated, yet charming but you didn’t pick up on most of the details because Joel was already pulling you up the staircase to the room in the house that had the best view of the lake. “Gotta be quick when pickin’ out a room. Tommy usually always snags this one but not this time.” He closed the door softly behind you with a light click.

You could already feel the excitement pooling deep within the pits of your tummy and between your thighs as your eyes landed on the fairly large bed pressed up against the wall. “I see why you picked it. The view is amazing..”

“It is quite a beautiful view indeed.” He wasn’t talking about the lake of course. He was talking about you.

You could feel his warm presence coming up behind you, strong arms winding around your body as he pulled you flush against his chest where you could feel his rhythmic heartbeat skip a beat. His hands splayed across your hips scrunching up the fabric of your dress once more. All he had to do was dip his fingers a little lower..

“Joel?”

“Yeah baby?”

“How long do you think we have till they come looking for us?”

“Ten minutes tops. Why? You got somethin’ mind?” His lips were brushing against the exposed skin of your shoulder, pressing soft kisses against your warm skin. His teeth playfully nibbled on the strap of your dress as he dragged it down slowly, listening to your harsh intake of a jagged breath as your back arched into his broad chest.

“How fast do you think you can make me cum?” You whispered through the thick growing tension that coated the air in an aroused filled haze.

“You challengin’ me? 5 minutes tops. Maybe even a little less. S’Nice that you’re wearin’ somethin’ accessible. It’s so easy for me to just..” he slowly dragged his hand down your stomach feeling you clench inwards as his fingers dipped under the fabric of your dress and brushed over your covered core where he could feel the damp patch growing through the thin fabric of your panties. “Y’want my fingers or tongue? Can getcha off either way my dear.” He purred.

“Fingers. I want to see what you’re really made of, Miller.”

“Think that’s a challenge I’m willin’ to participate in. Just need’ya to relax. Spread your legs a little f’me. Use my chest for support. Atta’ girl.” He praised you as his thumb hooked along the side of your panties and pulled them aside. “What’s gotten you so riled up, hmm?” He dragged his fingers slowly through your sticky wet puffy lips, gathering up your arousal as he played with you.

“Y-you. You’ve gotten me so riled up the second we got here.” You stammered as one of your hands braced itself against his strong thigh.

“Me? Mmm. Anythin’ in particular that I did to get you so fuckin’ horny? Surprised you ain’t fuckin’ my hand already. You’re absolutely drippin’ for me baby. Y’want two fingers or one?” His thumb brushed across your sensitive, needy clit and your knees nearly buckled.

“Your confidence really gets me off. I love it when you act so sure of yourself. It’s fucking sexy as hell. Two, please.” Your nails lightly dug into his thigh as you braced yourself against his chest.

“You’re so fuckin’ sweet n’filthy. How’d a man ever get so lucky?” He nibbled along your shoulder as he easily slipped two fingers inside of your sopping wet hole while his thumb worked your clit in expert tight circles. “Y’gonna let me hear those pretty noises that y’make baby? I love hearin’ ‘em.” He flicked his wrist slowly as he curled his fingers in a come hither motion.

Your eyes languidly rolled back into your skull as a whimper slipped past your parted lips. Getting fingered by a man never was an enjoyable experience until you met Joel Miller. He just seemed to know exactly how to work you into a putty at his feet with a literal flick of his wrist. “Fuck me. That feels..hnngh..so fucking good baby.”

“Tonight, baby. I promise. Y’gonna ride it like a cowgirl?” He chuckled against your skin as his free hand tightened its grip around your middle, holding you in place against him. His presence and grip on you was deliciously overwhelming. Your hips bucked up against his hand as his fingers ruined you into oblivion. It was almost embarrassing how quickly your Texas tall glass of water coaxed an orgasm out of you. Your little whimpers and mewls egged him on and created an uncomfortable tightness in his cut off shorts as he slipped his now glistening fingers out of you.

You could faintly hear Tommy and Ryder calling you just down the stairs as your body settled into a post-orgasm daze. Your eyes flitted down to his fingers coated in your cum and much to his and your own surprise you grabbed his wrist and brought his fingers to your awaiting mouth.

He let out a guttural grunt deep within his chest when your warm lips wrapped around his fingers and licked them completely clean and soon he had you pressed against the door, lips fervently pressing to yours so he could get a proper taste himself.

“I’m going to do more than just ride it, Cowboy.” You mumbled against his lips as he caged you against the door.

“I ain’t gonna doubt that for a second baby. Why don’t ya freshen up and get changed. We’re gonna go out on a boat soon. The girls are gonna wanna go tubing. You up for it?”

“I’m up for anything and anything.” You were quick to respond.

“That you are my girl. That you are.”

Joel and Tommy had just finished removing the heavy duty tarp from the speedboat while Sarah and Ellie were swimming along the shoreline where both Joel and Tommy could keep an eye on the girls. You could never be too careful.

Ryder had found you shortly after Joel had left the bedroom and she barely got a word in before you told her what just went down. You giggled about it like two little school girls as you changed into your bikinis. Your skin was still tingling from Joel’s touch as you slipped your little woven cover up skirt over your bottoms. You slipped one of Joel’s baseball caps over your head along with a pair of sunglasses and flip flops.

On your way down to the dock you each grabbed a beer from the stacked fridge in the kitchen. There on the fridge you noticed a photo of a younger Joel, holding a very very tiny Sarah and a woman next to him that you easily figured out was Sarah’s mom. He looked to be in his early 20’s, with the same boyish grin on his face that you had fallen so hard for. He was beaming like a proud father in stark contrast to the facial expression of Sarah’s mom in the photo.

Joel was a good father, and a good man. You couldn’t imagine why anyone would ever think to leave him and Sarah like that. For this reason you hoped you’d never meet his ex-wife.

Joel and Tommy were too busy making sure that the boat was up and running when you and Ryder descended down the dock. Tommy had noticed first and he gave Joel a light thwack on the head eliciting a grumble from the older Miller brother before he too looked up. His jaw just nearly dropped to the floor when he saw you in your bikini matched with your smile that could light up even the darkest of places.

“Hey, Miller? You keep your mouth open like that and you’re gonna catch flies!” You teasingly spoke.

Sarah and Ellie both giggled at your comment and Joel playfully narrowed his eyes on them. “Y’kids wanna get your life jackets on? Tommy is gonna finish hookin’ up the inner tubes and then we’ll be all good to go!” He shot you a wink as he offered you his hand to help you onto the boat.

You graciously took his hand as he barely broke a sweat on lifting you onto the vessel. You couldn’t help but imagine what other ways he could lift—

“Cat got your tongue darlin?’” He questioned suggestively.

“Can’t say it in front of the kiddos I’m afraid.” You gave his cheek a loving pat as you slipped past him and plopped down on one of the seat cushions, tipping the rim of the beer bottle back against your lips as you took a sip.

Tommy helped Ryder on in a similar fashion as Sarah and Ellie climbed onto the inner tubes attached to the back of the boat. Joel being the father he asked both girls to check to make sure their life jackets were secured and once he was satisfied, he gave Tommy the thumbs up to start driving.

“Hey, uncle Tommy?” Sarah asked as she gripped onto the Velcro straps along the tube. “Can we go faster than we did last time? Pretty please?”

“How fast are we talkin’ kiddo? Y’know your dad is a bit of a sour puss with this stuff.” Tommy chuckled from the driver's seat of the boat.

“Dad? Pleaseeee can we go super fast? I’ll even help with the dishes after dinner!”

“Kiddo, you’re on vacation. Just have fun, okay? Hold on tight. You girls have sunscreen on..right?”

“Yes dad!” Sarah quickly responded. “Yes we do Mr. Miller!” Ellie followed.

They did not in fact have sunscreen on as Tommy revved the engine up.

A few fast circles along the lake was all it took for the girls to go toppling into the water with excited screams. It looked like they were having an absolute blast back there and you wanted in on the fun. Joel was sitting alongside you, his arm draped along your shoulders with his head tilted back and soaking in the sun's rays. He’d take an occasional few sips from your beer as he knew you weren’t much of a drinker yourself. “You wanna go out for a spin? It’s as fun as the kids are making it look. Trust me. Tommy and I always had a blast out here as kids. Grandad always made it his personal mission to knock us off the innertube.”

“Let’s do it.” You responded with a grin as you were already hopping up from your seat. Ellie and Sarah had just swam back to the boat and successfully climbed back on. They were all smiles.

“Are you and dad going on it? Can I join you guys?” Sarah squinted up at you through the bright rays of the sun.

“Of course you can kiddo!”

Joel couldn’t help but feel the warmthness in his heart burst when Sarah had asked if she could join the two of you. Even more so when you had helped her back into the water with the utmost care. You were more of a mother figure to Sarah than you possibly knew.

Once the three of you were situated on the innertube with Sarah securely in the middle of you and Joel, Tommy sped off with no warning given as you let out a surprised scream, gripping onto the handles for dear life.

Ryder had managed to sneak a photo of the three of you on her Polaroid camera looking like the happiest bunch just before Tommy took off like a speed devil.

Hours of fun on the lake proved to be tiresome for the two young girls and by 4pm they were pooped. Sarah had fallen asleep against your shoulder at one point with her arms wrapped around you loosely. Once the boat had been parked alongside the dock, Joel carefully lifted Sarah into his arms, kissing the top of her damp head. “I’m gonna bring her inside and then start prepping for dinner. Would you like to join me?” Joel asked you softly.

“Of course. I’d love to.”

A small crooked smile graced his face at your response as he carefully climbed off the boat. An equally exhausted Ellie followed after him back towards the house. Joel helped both Ellie and Sarah out of their life jackets and hung them outside on the porch to dry. Once both girls were tucked away in the bunk room, he padded down the hall to the kitchen just as the porch door creaked open.

“Hey, Tommy and Ryder said they’re gonna take the jet skis out for a bit so it’s just you and me. What’re we cooking, good looking.”

“You’re adorable. I was thinking chicken, roasted potatoes and a few veggie sides for the herbivore?” He softly teased as he opened the fridge.

“You mean the veggie-saurus? That all sounds delicious. You’ll have to show me around the kitchen baby. Y’know, since we got a little preoccupied earlier.”

“The cutest veggie-saurus there ever was. Oh, we got preoccupied alright.” He chuckled as he set out bags of produce along the counter. “Stove can be a little wonky at times, but we do have a perfectly workin’ grill outside. Y’know if you wanna see your man in his element grillin’ shirtless.” He playfully bumped his hips with yours. “Cutting boards are in this cabinet and we got all kinds of prep bowls and stuff like that. Knives are to your left.”

“I think the grill is the logical choice here. Any excuse to see you shirtless is a good one. How do you feel about some roasted asparagus with parmesan and garlic along with the potatoes, and then a good old hearty salad? I make a really mean vinaigrette.”

“How do I feel about that? My tummy is rumblin’ already. You sure know the way to a man’s heart huh?”

“Through his stomach and his—”

Joel silenced you with a chaste kiss to your lips as his arms wound around your waste. “Keep that dirty talk up and I’m gonna say fuck the dinner, and I’ll just eat ya instead.” He grumbled.

“Nuh uh. You are not missing out on my vinaigrette.” You kissed him back with a grin plastered on your lips.

“Then I suggest we get cookin, good lookin.’” He swatted your ass playfully before pulling away from the kiss.

A comfortable silence fell upon you and Joel as he prepped the chicken while you prepped the vegetables. Through the open window in the kitchen you could hear Tommy and Ryder’s laughter echoing over the lake as they raced one another on jet skis. You could hear birds chirping and squirrels chattering in the trees above. It was both peaceful and stimulating. The purest form of dopamine you could grasp your pretty hands around.

The soft crackle of a record player tore you from your sweet internal bliss. You were so at peace that you hadn’t realized that Joel had departed from your side, and was digging through his granddad’s old records in the family room before choosing one. It was Elvis Presley, Can’t Help Falling in Love. A true classic.

The needle slowly fell upon the record with a soft hum as Joel padded over to you. The knife currently grasped in your hand to chop vegetables, was gently removed and replaced with his warm palm clasped around yours. The sun had slowly begun to descend from the sky creating a warm orange-pink hue through the billowing curtains along the kitchen window. A wordless exchange as Joel gently pulled you into his chest and slowly swayed you. His forehead was lightly pressed against your own, eyes soft in the early evening light.

Wise men say

Only fools rush in

But I can’t help falling in love with you..

The moment was interrupted when Tommy and Ryder came in through the porch door rather loudly. They were in love, and you and Joel couldn’t be mad if you tried.

Elvis continued to serenade you as you returned to your prepping duties. “Joel?”

“Yeah honey?”

“How old were you when you had Sarah?..” it was a question on your mind since you had seen the photo of him, Sarah and his ex-wife on the fridge.

“I was twenty-two at the time. Only a couple years out of highschool. Sarah’s mom and I were already married. My graduation day was also my wedding day, and that picture was taken up here. It was Sarah’s first time up at the lake house. Shortly after that is when her mom left us. Left me feeling pretty confused if I’m being honest. As far as I was aware, we were pretty happy.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry or anything. We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t feel comfortable doing so, okay?” You reached over with your freehand and gave his bicep a light reassuring squeeze.

“S’alright. I don’t mind talkin’ about it with you. It’s a part of me that I think you should know. Anyway, I was young and naive back in the day. I didn’t realize that she was pretty miserable and resentful till it was too late. It was devastating to come home to an empty house one day. I loved her, y’know? I was ready to drop everything to raise our daughter together. She was gone, and I had to grow up overnight for Sarah. Went through the 5 stages of grief all at once. Thank god Tommy was there to pick me back up.”

“I can only imagine how devastating that must have been. I know you loved her, and it’s disappointing that she didn’t respect you enough to at least tell you that she was not happy in the marriage, or as a mother. That’s the part that breaks my heart the most because you’re such a wonderful father, and man. You do everything for your daughter and I pity your ex-wife for that reason.”

“Part of me wishes that she could see just how well Sarah and I have been doing. That I wasn’t going to end up like a deadbeat father struggling to make ends meet. I’d never wish ill upon her, and I genuinely hope that she found her own happiness. If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t have Sarah. I wouldn’t be a father and who knows, maybe I would have never met someone as wonderful as you.”

“You don’t wish ill upon her because you’re a good person, Joel. You have a pure heart and you deserve all the happiness in the world. I hope you never forget that okay? You mean a lot to me, and I’m so happy that I’m here with you.”

“Are you choppin’ onions right now? Is that why my eyes are waterin’? Goddamn you and your sweet angelic soul.” He chuckled through his tears brimming over his waterline. He sniffled a little as he wiped his eyes on the sleeve of his shirt. “Y’know Sarah really likes you. Always goin’ on about you and when I’m going to see you next. You—you don’t even realize it darlin’, but you complete our little family. You just nestled yourself into my heart, and hers without even tryin.’”

You couldn’t stop your own tears from spilling over as you found yourself embracing him tightly with your arms wrapped around his middle and cheek pressed against his chest. “I’ve never thought of myself..ever being a mom, but I love that kid as if she were my own.” You mumbled softly against the well-loved fabric of his t-shirt.

I love you so much

The words were trapped in his throat as he hugged you tightly to his chest with his chin resting along the top of your head.

Dinner was enjoyed out on the back porch table, and your grilled asparagus with parmesan and garlic was the hit of the night. When you and Ryder attempted to do the dishes and clean up the dishes, your men were ushering you outside with the girls to catch fireflies instead. It was the bare minimum, but absolutely mouthwateringly attractive for your two Texas gentlemen to insist on doing the dishes themselves.

The four of you were down along the dock under millions of twinkling stars. Sarah had her childhood firefly lamp looped around her wrist. The base of it had all kinds of stickers on it. Some of them were faded and torn but it was a memory of her childhood only being filled with happiness and love.

“I love her, Tommy. I really fuckin’ love that woman out there.” Joel announced as clear as day while he was drying off the dishes that Tommy had washed alongside him.

“I know you do, brother. I know. When are you gonna tell her? If you..haven’t already?”

“Tonight. I’m going to tell her tonight. After we roast marshmallows, and the girls go to bed. Would you and Ryder maybe mind givin’ us some alone time later?..”

“Of course. We won’t mind at all. I think we’re more than capable of creating our own entertainment.” Tommy responded with a wink. “She wants me to teach her how to play poker and backgammon. Who am I to deny my lady her wishes?”

“Regular poker..or strip poker?” Joel asked with a tiny grin.

“Regular poker to start, but a little strip poker never hurt anyone. What are you and your girl gonna do?”

“I think I’m gonna ask her if she wants to go skinny dippin.’”

“‘Atta boy.” Tommy clapped him on the shoulder with a wolfish grin.

Joel was torn away from his present naughty thoughts when Sarah rushed into the kitchen with her lantern in hand. “Dad! Dad! I caught sooo many fireflies! You gotta come see! We saw a baby fawn with its mom too! It walked out right in front of us and you totally missed it!”

“Woah, how many fireflies are we talking here kiddo?” He hung up the dish towel as he slipped past his brother and carefully took the lantern from his daughter's hands. “Wow! There’s gotta be hundreds in there! You wanna help uncle Tommy grab the stuff for the s’mores? Old man’s gotta go chop some wood for the fire.” He handed her the lantern back with a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“There’s millions more out there! I’ve never seen so many!” She beamed up at her father. “I have to let these little guys go and then I’ll help uncle Tommy!” She raced back outside before he could get another word in.

“Now that’s a happy kid if I’ve ever seen one.”

Tommy had already grabbed the bag of marshmallows, Hershey bars and graham crackers from the pantry.

“Yeah, she is pretty happy huh? Hope she’s always happy like this.”

You and Ryder took equal pleasure in watching Joel and Tommy chop down firewood with their equally rugged hands. Even in the lowlight you could see the muscles rippling in Joel’s back from each heavy swing of the ax.

“What’re you gals looking at?” Sarah and Ellie asked in unison as they plopped down in the wood chips. Both girls had mud on their knees and arms as they had opted to catch frogs now instead of fireflies.

“You’ll understand when you’re older.” Ryder responded with a small smile.

“What is she talking about?” Ellie whispered to Sarah with a light giggle.

“I think they’re checking my dad and uncle out. Y’know, girly stuff.”

“That’s so gross.”

Once the wood was properly chopped, Joel and Tommy used their boy scout’s knowledge to produce the perfect marshmallow roasting fire. In the meantime, Joel headed inside to grab a hoodie and his guitar from his room before he returned to his seat next to you. When he saw that you had a bit of stray chocolate and marshmallow fluff on the corner of your lips, he reached over and swiped it away with his thumb sucking the sticky sweetness into his mouth.

You visibly swallowed hard at the innocent gesture.

Goddamn him.

As more marshmallows were roasted, Joel began to mindlessly thrum his fingers along the strings of his guitar. It had been some time since he played, but it was just like riding a bike. “What’ll it be tonight folks? Somethin’ old, or somethin’ new?”

“It would be downright un-American if you didn’t start with Take Me Home, Country Roads, Dad.”

“Country Roads it is!” Joel started to play the old familiar tune, tapping his foot to the beat and lightly bobbing his head.

The entire time he was playing the guitar, you watched him with subtle softness in your gaze. You loved this man with everything your being possessed. Tonight, you were going to tell Joel exactly how you felt. You were going to tell Joel Miller you loved him.

More laughter and songs were shared as the fire began to die down and you and Joel could equally feel the electric anticipation that swirled between you. It bounced off your shoulders like ping pong balls. It shimmered like the brightly twinkling stars in the dark milky sky above.

Ellie and Sarah both let out an unenthusiastic groan when Joel announced it was their bedtime. He told you to wait up for him while he put the girls to bed. After tucking Ellie in, and then Sarah, Joel was stopped by his daughter's hand reaching out and gently wrapping around his wrist. “Dad?..”

“Yes, sweet pea?”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“Tell her what?”

“Are you going to tell her that you love her? I know she does. She’s just too nervous to say it outloud, but I see it in the way she looks at you when you aren’t paying attention.”

Joel slowly crouched down so he could be at Sarah’s level. His knees cracked and his back felt strained but he didn’t care. “Of course I am going to tell her, sweetie. I’m tellin’ her tonight, I promise. Get some sleep, okay? Sweet dreams babygirl.” He kissed the top of her head, smoothing her curls down softly with his freehand.

“Good. I’m glad that you are. I love you, dad. I’m so happy that you’ve found someone.”

“I love you too sweet pea. Love you so so much. Don’t you go lettin’ them bed bugs bite either.” He kissed her head once more before standing up. “You too El. Sleep tight kiddo.”

“G’night Mr. Miller..or should I say lover boy?” Ellie said with a giggle.

“You’re a goofball. Now I’m serious, girls. Lights out. You’ve both had a very long and fun day.”

“Daaaad. We get it. Go and tell her that you love her!” Sarah swatted at him playfully.

“Alright, alright. I’m goin.’ See ya kids in the mornin.’” Joel quietly shut the room to their bunk room closed. On his way out the porch door he bid Ryder and Tommy a good night, swallowing the lump that was beginning to grow in his throat as he walked back to the fire pit.

“Was beginning to think you had ditched me.” You leaned your head back gently against the headrest on the chair as you looked over at him.

“Me? Ditch ya? Never baby. Everyone’s gone to bed for the night. It’s just you and me now..how do ya feel about doin’ a little skinny dippin?’”

“Sounds like a fucking fun time to me.” You responded with a lopsided almost devilish grin. “Race ya down to the dock?”

“You’re on, baby.” Joel was already peeling his hoodie over his head as you raced past him yanking your own hoodie off and dropping it with a playful giggle. Your t-shirt was next as the wooden dock creaked and groaned as you ran across it. Soon you were just down to your panties with your bra discarded at your feet. The air was a little chilly and your soft nipples immediately pebbled from the sensation as you shimmied your panties down.

“Don’t ya go and pussy out on me!” Joel yelled from a short distance behind. “I will not hesitate to toss your ass in!” He was slightly out of breath as he struggled to pull his shorts down without eating ass in the process. You had made it look so damn easy.

“Oh, shut up old man!” You giggled.

“Who the hell are ya callin’ old? Thirty-four years old you little shit!” He tossed his shorts to the side muttering about how maybe it was too cold to be doing something as frivolous as this. “Shouldn’t we have grabbed towels!”

“That’s pretty old to me! Hey, it was your genius idea to go skinny dipping cowboy!”

“Oh, that’s it. You’re fuckin’ toast sweetheart!” Joel had grabbed ahold of you just as you were about to dive in. He lifted you up with practiced ease before he jumped into the lake with you secured to him.

“Joel Miller—” you were cut off as your body hit the water with a big splash. Fuck, was it cold. You resurfaced with a squeal as you proceeded to splash him.

“It is fucking freezing in here you asshole! My tits are going to freeze off! I swear, they make this shit look way more romantic in the movies!”

Joel resurfaced shortly after you, shaking the water from his hair and he held his hands up in defense as you splashed him. “Hey! I ain’t ever said it was gonna be warm!” He laughed. “How is this not romantic? We’ve got the stars and the moon and okay, my balls are probably gonna freeze off. Gosh darn it! You got any idea how fuckin’ pretty you look with the moonlight kissin’ your skin like that? So pretty. Y’gnna keep splashin’ me or come over here for a kiss?”

You were swimming over to him before he could utter another word as your arms comfortably looped around his neck while his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in close as you instinctively caged your thighs around his hips. “What was that about coming over here for a kiss?” Your fingers lightly twirled the wet strands of hair resting along the nape of his neck.

“You mean this kiss?” Joel whispered, his nose lightly brushing against yours as his lips found their home. His hands found purchase around your thighs as he squeezed them gently, kneading the soft flesh through the water.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed him deeply, lips moving in sync as your chest were flushed tightly together. He could feel your pebbled nipples against his skin. Your lips detached only for him to brush them down your jaw, nipping lightly at the skin as they descended southwards. You tilted your head to the side, granting his mouth easier access as he peppered kisses down your throat, dragging his tongue between the valley of your breasts—

“What the fuck was that?” Whispered as something brushed up against your ankle.

“What was what?”

“Something fucking touched me and it felt slimey—”

“Probably was a fish or somethin.’ We are in a lake after all, honey.” He teasingly remarked.

“What if it was a snake?”

“Honey, I doubt it was a snake. Probably just a fish or maybe even some seaweed—” he felt it now too. “Maybe we..get out now?”

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.” You pressed one last kiss to his lips before slipping out his arms and quickly swam back to the dock. He was right behind you, gently lifting you up before he pulled himself over the edge with a huff.

The two of you sat side by side on the dock still completely bare. His arm gently wrapped around you as he pulled you against his side. “Sarah’s birthday is comin’ up soon n’a couple weeks. I’ve taken some extra jobs with Tommy to make a little more money. I’m a little worried that she’s gettin’ too attached to Frankie, so I’ve decided I’m gonna get her a horse for her birthday. One of her very own. Would ya help me out with that? I’d really appreciate it.”

“Joel..you won’t have to worry about getting Sarah her own horse.”

He slowly looked over at you, confusion etched between his brows as he tried to decipher what you had meant. “Whad’ya mean I won’t have to get Sarah her own horse?..”

You turned towards him, slowly looking up at him as you spoke, “Joel, you won’t have to worry because I am giving Frankie to Sarah for her birthday. I have never seen a kid so happy with a horse before. Frankie adores her, and they make such a fantastic team. They share a real connection, and I want them to be best friends forever. Please let me know if I’m overstepping. I care about your daughter so much Joel. She’s such a wonderful kid, and I’m hoping that you’re okay with this.” He could sense the hesitation and nervousness in your tone. His heart leapt out of his chest and flopped along the wooden dock like a fish out of water. He was in shock that you cared so much about his daughter that you wanted to give one of your horses to her.

He blinked a few times as he struggled to compose his words. Here was his moment. His opportunity to tell you just how much he loved you. He could throw it all out on the table right here, right now. He was ready, and never more sure of something in his entire life till now. With his courage gathered and warmth filled in his heart, he finally spoke.

“I’m so in love with you Clove, it fuckin’ hurts.” He whispered his confession like a warm breeze floating across your skin. His words melted into your pores like oozing bubbling chocolate. A shuddered breath escaped your parted lips as you looked at one another. He awaited your response as the crickets chirped their nighttime tune. “Clove?..”

“Clove, Clover. You’re my lucky charm, baby. It’s fittin’ dontcha think?” He choked out. Feeling slightly stupid for confessing his feelings. He could already feel his brain mocking him for thinking that you’d feel the same way that he did about you. Did he read the signs wrong? Did he overstep? Oh god, did he ruin everything just like that?

His thoughts stilled as your hand gently reached up and cupped his jaw. Your eyes were brimming with tears as you stroked your thumb across his beard with gentle ease. “Joel…baby, I-I—”

“I know honey, I know. S’okay. I jus’ had to say it. I’m so fuckin’ in love with you. You don’t have to say it back. I understand if it’s too much right now and I’m—”

You cut him off by gently pressing your finger against his lips. “Joel, shut up for just a second, please. Of course I love you, you silly man. I love you so much.”

“You—you do? You ain’t just sayin’ it cause you feel obligated to..right? I don’t want you to feel pressured to say anythin’ you don’t want to say.”

“Joel, you sweet wonderful man. I love you. I’m not just saying it to say it. I am so unbelievably in love with you, Joel Miller.” There it was again. That soft smile that only made its presence known when you were around him.

“Been wantin’ to say it for a while. Didn’t want to scare you away or nothin.’ Then you tell me that you wanna gift Frankie to Sarah for her birthday and my heart just..it burst like goddamn fireworks.” He chuckled softly through his brimming tears. “C’mere, my sweet girl. Make my heart burst a little more will ya?”

Joel didn’t have to ask you twice as you crawled into his lap, straddling his hips as you pressed his back against the dampened dock from your drenched bodies. You kissed him everywhere you could possibly reach. Tasting lingering sweat and droplets of lake water on his tanned skin. When your lips descended downwards and brushed across his navel, his hands gently found your face and pulled you level to his. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t have enjoyed your mouth on him, he just wanted all of you instead. “‘Nother time, kay sweetness? Let me jus’ take care of ya.” His lips found yours in a sweet embrace as he gently flipped you over onto your back. “Just wanna have one taste of ya and then we’ll go inside. How’s that sound?”

Your fingers slipped through his damp locks as his head descended downwards between your parted thighs. There was something so distinctly erotic, and downright hot that Joel was willing and eager to go down on you under the soft glow of the moonlight. He made quick work of his tongue, kissing your clit lovingly as if he were worshiping it and your body. He moaned deeply against your core as his tongue worked you in slow languid strokes. He devoured you like a man starved under the stars while your soft moans and whimpers filled the nighttime air with the tune of the crickets and frogs croaking.

“Wrap your legs ‘round me.” He requested as he kissed his way back up your body in a haste. His strong arms wrapped around your back as your thighs clamped around his hips. He had no struggle in lifting you and him up from the dock as he proceeded to carry you inside. He didn’t bother to bend down to pick up your discarded clothing. That would become tomorrow's problem. Now, his sole focus was only you.

Somehow he managed to safely carry you back to the house without tripping over his two feet. You made it increasingly difficult towards the end when you began to press soft kisses to his neck. Your soft touch alone sent blood flowing southwards to his cock as he pressed open the porch door with his shoulder.

“Keep that up and I’m gonna have no choice but to fuck you right here on the kitchen floor baby.” Joel warned you with a low hiss under his breath.

“Mmm. That’s tempting..maybe we can do that later?”

“Christ, woman. You’re gonna be the death of me.” He carried you up the steps, silently grateful that he chose the room that was furthest from everyone else’s as he padded down the hall. Your bodies were still fairly damp as he playfully tossed you onto the made up bed.

He watched as you stretched your legs out, propping your knee up with your arms casually resting behind your head. “Did you bring condoms?..I brought some just in case.”

“Course I did baby. Been planning for this all week.” He went straight to his overnight bag unzipping it as he grabbed the box of condoms and tossed them onto the bed.

Your eyes widened the slightest when you saw what size condom Joel wore. You weren’t the slightest surprised. A broad man such as himself? Of course he was packing. “A whole box, huh? You really did come prepared.”

Joel could feel the nerves slowly creep up his spine as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. It had been awhile since he had last fucked someone and he just wanted to make sure he was good enough for you.

You could sense his hesitation as he slowly sank down along the edge of the bed with a huff. His cock hung heavy between his thighs as you scooted up behind him, pressing soft kisses to his back and shoulder blades as your arms loosely wrapped around his middle.

“Hey, is everything okay? We don’t have to do this tonight, Joel. It’s okay. I promise I won’t be upset or anything. There’s no rush.”

“S’not that I don’t wanna.” He leaned back into your soft touch, his eyes fluttering shut from the sensation of your lips along his skin. “Jus’ been awhile for me and I uh—I wanna make sure it’s good for you. Y’know? I’m just..well, big. I don’t mean it in a tool douchebag kinda way. Jus’ don’t want to hurt ya.”

“Joel, baby. You’re so fucking sweet. I promise you that you’re not going to hurt me. In fact, I don’t mind a little pain. I can take it, trust me. Besides, I like the feeling of a cock stretching me out a little, filling me up. You think you can do that for me cowboy?” Your hand was lightly resting along the swell of his tummy. You liked that he was both muscular yet soft in all the right places. What you would give to kiss and love on his tummy, maybe another night.

Joel let out a shuddered breath and his cock twitched along the comforter from your words. He tilted his head to the side and upwards so he could properly kiss you while his hand found yours and slowly dragged it southward. He turned his body more so he could cup your cheek gently while his other hand guided yours around his cock. The softest groan slipped past his lips as your fingers wrapped around him. “Y’feel how fuckin’ hard you just made me? That’s all for you baby. All fuckin’ for you.”

You stroked your hand around his length slowly twisting your wrist as you eased yourself onto your back, scooting against the mass of pillows. Joel braced himself on his elbow as you reached for the condom and detached your lips to gently tear the packet open. He nestled himself between your thighs as you slowly rolled the rubber on, inch by inch. Words of praise were equally exchanged between you as your thighs spread open more.

“Please, jus’ let me know if it hurts at any point, okay?” His concern for you was genuinely sweet and you reassured him with a gentle kiss to his jaw, his arm rested above your head as his fingers locked down over the headboard.

“I promise I’ll tell you if it hurts. Okay? I promise Joel.” You whispered with your hand still firmly wrapped around him as you guided his tip to brush against your folds.

A shuddered hiss fell between you as he slowly sank into your warmth. His cock was girthy, with thick veins protruding along the skin as he stretched you open. He could feel your pussy fluttering and squeezing around him already as he bottomed out with a harsh grunt. You used your fingers to spread your labia lips open and his eyes drooped down to where your bodies were connected. “Y’gnna play with your pretty little pussy while I fuck her? S’that what you wanna do baby?” He pulled his hips back before thrusting them forward, repeating this a few more times as he fell into a rhythm.

“Mhmm. I want you to watch while I play with myself, baby. I want you to see just how good you make me feel. That’s it. You see how well I’m taking your cock, big boy? I can feel every inch of you stretching me apart.”

“Fuck. Yeah, you’re takin’ my cock so well baby. So fuckin’ well. Y’look so pretty playin’ with your pussy f’me like that. ‘Atta girl. Keep doin’ that.” He rolled his hips into yours a little faster, working between rhythmic slow thrusts where you could feel every inch of him to fast harsh thrusts that shook the bed and headboard into the wall. Your fingers sped up their pace along your clit as you lifted your hips up slightly to meet his thrusts. He was hitting the spongy soft spot inside of you at a deeper angle, and it was heavenly for both of you. You nearly came along his cock when his head dropped down and he spat a glob of saliva right between your fingers working on your clit.

Your moans intermingled in hot puffs of breath as your back arched against the pillows. “Fuck, yes. Please! Please don’t fucking stop, Joel! Don’t stop. I’m—I’m so close.” Your eyes rolled back as the familiar tingling sensation crept up from your toes and ascended up your ankles and calves. Your stomach muscles tightened as his cock twitched inside of you.

“Not gonna stop baby, I promise. Fuck! Want you to cum all over my cock, okay? Think you can be a good girl and do that f’me? Want to feel you completely coat my cock, sugar. C’mon.” His thrusts grew sloppy as he drove himself repeatedly into you. His lips found your shoulder where he kissed and nipped at the skin, biting down harshly as he spilled himself into the condom. The pleasure mixed with the pain sent you into overdrive as your walls convulsed and pulsed around him.

His arm dropped from the headboard as he softly collapsed on top of you with a grunt. His face was pressed firmly into your neck, and his sweat stained damp hair was lightly tickling your cheek. He whispered praises against your skin as he softened inside of you, letting out a shaky exhale that turned into a rumbled chuckle.

Your arms found purchase around his neck as you gently threaded your trembling fingers through his soft tendrils. “What’s got you laughing, Hm?” You couldn’t help but softly giggle along with him.

His strong arm latched around your lower back as he made himself comfortable. “Jus’ feel fuckin’ fantastic right now. Think your pussy sent me into cloud nine baby.” He pressed a sweaty kiss to your throat.

“Yeah? Well, I think your cock fucked me stupid.” You scratched his scalp lightly with your nails, earning a soft hum to creep up his throat.

“Think we mighta fucked ourselves stupid.” He concluded.

“Think you’re right on head with that one Joel. What are we gonna do with that entire box of condoms?”

“Fuck our way through ‘em. Now that I know how amazin’ your pussy feels around me, those condoms will be gone by the end of the weekend.” He gruffly whispered.

“Is that a challenge?”

“Nah. That’s the truth, baby cakes.”

“Round two?” You giggled.

“Baby, let me close my eyes for a few seconds, kay? Your sweet pussy milked me dry. Dontcha worry. Just need to get some fuel in me and you can take me for a real ride. How’s that sound, cowgirl?”

“Deal.”

Joel gently rested his weight on you for a few more minutes before he reluctantly slipped out of you. He disappeared into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and grab a towel. He sunk down onto his knees and gently wiped between your thighs. It was past midnight by the time the two of you made your way downstairs for a light night snack. You were wearing his hoodie and a pair of panties while he had nothing but his boxers and his cowboy hat on.

“What’s the lady got a fixin’ for tonight?” He whispered as he opened the fridge door quietly.

“Grilled cheeses.”

“Fuck. Those do sound good. Okay, two grilled cheeses coming right up.” He tipped his hat in your direction with a lopsided smile.

Once the grilled cheeses were made you and Joel found yourselves sitting side by side on the kitchen floor. He told you stories of all the summers he spent up at the lake house. How Tommy accidentally threw an entire box of sparkles into the fire pit along with all of the lighters. It created quite the colorful show.

How Joel had to get stitches on his eyebrow one year because he ate shit running down the dock.

How Sarah took her first steps and how proud Joel felt to witness them.

How he’d spend early mornings out on the lake with his granddad fishing and giving him life advice.

How you were the first woman Joel had ever brought out here since Sarah’s mom left.

The empty plates were discarded to the side as you found yourself climbing into his lap. Good thing he remembered to bring a condom down with him. His shorts were hanging low on his hips as you rode him, and at one point you had stolen his cowboy hat and placed it on top of your head. All he could focus on was the way your face twisted in pleasure as your hips continued to roll against his. When you both feared waking someone up, your hands gently clamped down over your mouths to muffle your noises.

Somehow fucking Joel on the kitchen floor was the perfect mixture of filthy, and sweet.

It was 3a.m by the time you had pulled yourselves up from the cool tile and proceeded to finally go to bed. There was no reason for clothes to be worn in the bedroom as you both plopped down onto the tousled comforter. Whispers of, ‘I love you’s’ and soft tender touches were shared as you drifted off to a blissful slumber.

Around 7a.m Tommy emerged out of his bedroom to start a pot of coffee. No one else was up and the first thing he noticed just outside the kitchen window was clothes strewn about on different sections of the dock. He took a sip of his coffee with a knowing smirk on his face as his older brother descended down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His hair was a mess and he smelled faintly of lake water and sex.

“Mornin’ brother.” Tommy tipped his mug in Joel’s direction.

“Mornin’ Tommy.” Joel gruffed out a response.

“Say, you may wanna pick up those clothes from the dock before Sarah and Ellie wake up. You wouldn’t want to have to explain that to them..right?” Tommy was grinning stupidly over the rim of his mug.

“Fuck me. I knew I was forgettin’ somethin’ last night.” Joel casually stepped over the spot along the kitchen tile where you and him fucked like bunnies just hours ago.

“Yeah, think ya forgot your pants out there.” He chuckled. “S’there a reason why you’re avoidin’ that spot on the floor?” Tommy asked with a raise of his brow.

“What’re you goin’ on about? I ain’t avoidin’ nothin.’” The heat was already rising up his cheeks.

“No fuckin’ way. You didn’t. You fucked her on the floor? You dirty, dirty dog. Now we’re gonna have to disinfect it n’everythin.’” Tommy tsked under his breath.

“No. You got it all wrong I’m afraid. She rode me to town on that floor. Fuckin’ wore my cowboy hat like a little minx. Absolutely had me speechless. Anyway, I’m gonna go gather up Clover and I’s clothes before the kids wake up.” He saluted Tommy with a small grin.

“Holy shit. Did she really? Goddamn. That’s hot. Hey, Joel?”

“Yeah?”

“Did ya tell her?”

“Course I did.” Joel confirmed.

“Oh thank fuck. I take that she said it back?”

“She did. She’s also giving Frankie to Sarah as a birthday present. You keep that a secret, okay? It’s gonna be a big surprise.”

“Sarah’s gonna be over the fuckin’ moon when that happens.”

“I know. She loves that horse so fuckin’ much. I couldn’t believe it when Clover told me. I was elated jus’ knowin’ how much she cares about me and Sarah.”

“I’m happy for you big brother. Truly, I’m so happy for you.”

“Thank you, I’m glad I waited for the right one to come along. Oh, and Tommy?”

“Yeah, lover boy?”

“You think you’d be up for being the best man at my wedding again?”

“Fuck yeah I’d be up for it. You betcha.” Tommy couldn’t help but pull his brother in for a big hug, squeezing him tightly. “Seriously though, do we have to disinfect any other parts of the house? Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

Joel clapped his brother on the shoulder as he hugged him back tightly. “Jus’ the kitchen floor. Haven’t tarnished any other spots in the house, yet.” He loosed his grip around Tommy giving him another nod before he poured himself a cup of coffee and slipped past the porch door to gather up yours and his clothes.

Your bra and panties were mysteriously missing..damn raccoons musta gotten to them.

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[captainsbestgal]

Headcannons for Javi Peña post Narcos

So I wanna credit @the-ginger-hedge-witch and @wheresarizona for their amazing post Narcos Javi series, The Crush and Learning to Live respectively. They 100% are the inspiration in writing these HC cause they're both *chefs kiss*

I 100% think after Columbia most definitely has PTSD. But as you enter his life, he starts seeing the goodness in people again, and starts to really heal. He may not be the same Javi that left Laredo, but he's closer than he thought he would ever be.

Javier is a horse guy, they really bond over their quiet strong exteriors. But you catch him one day softly singing to the horses as he's cleaning them up from a day of work, and he's doing the cutest little dance around them as he cleans. You wish you could video it to savor forever, your strong man being so soft and goofy.

He and his dad 100% go out riding together, maybe they'll talk maybe they don't. It's a good soul healing time.

Chucho adores that Javi is beginning to lighten up because of you. He's swears he hasn't seen his son smile so much since before his momma passed.

I imagine he ends up with a transplant, someone who didn't grow up in Laredo but probably still front Texas. So he ends up showing her all the best spots in Laredo, every date night he takes her somewhere different and tells her stories about himself growing up.

I'd like to imagine Lorraine is supportive of Javi and his bonita/cielito (I adore both nicknames from the two series above so he uses them interchangeably). It's unavoidable that Lorraine and them will cross paths. She sees how happy Javi is, and knows this is where it was all meant to lead for them both.

Bonita and Javi end up adopting dogs, both working dogs for the ranch and pet dogs for the home. I'd like to think a blue heeler for the ranch, since it's a cattle ranch. And maybe a golden retriever for the "pet" even though it 100% follows Javi around while he works the ranch.

This leads to Bonita getting taming some of the barn cats kittens, and having a mess of kitties in the house for her company while Javi and Chucho are out working.

Javi surprises his cielito with a sweet Appaloosa horse for her birthday a few years after they've been married (it'd be weird to get a girlfriend a horse, so yeah). Cielito starts going on those trail rides that Javi and Chucho go on together, and it's a very sweet bonding time for them all. Javi also will take her out on trail riding dates where they end up having a picnic and.... well I don't want Tumblr to yeet this into the abyss so go read the two series I mentioned if you wanna know what they get up to on those picnic dates🥵🥵🥵🥵

Javi proposes with his mommas ring. When he asks Chucho for the ring he takes it off his chain necklace he's been wearing since his wife passed, and says his mom would adore his Bonita. That night Chucho plays his first dance song, feeling super nostalgic and missing his wife. Bonita, not knowing what song it is, asks Javi to dance and he looks to his pop to check if that's OK. It is their song after all. He nods with glassy eyes, and watches his son dance with the love of his life. Chucho starts to play music more and more in the house, especially that song, just to see his son and soon to be daughter-in-law smile and dance more. It becomes Bonita and Javis first dance song.

If Javis PTSD is triggered, I think Cielito learns quickly how to help him manage it. Maybe starts strongly suggesting he go out for a ride with her. Or help her groom the horses. Something to get his mind and body back in the present. If it's out in public she will guide him to somewhere more calm, and by God if people start to talk about him and his mental health in a negative way. Well Bonita may be scarier than Pablo Escobar and all his sicarios combined.

[camillemontespan]

the best mistake he never had [drake x Camille AU] [part three]

Drake was awake at dawn to start working the ranch. He liked being up at this time when the world felt like it was empty and only he existed.

He worked as the sun came up. Working on the ranch, he felt like he had purpose. He had something that was important.

Too bad he didn't feel this way when he was younger.

At 11am, he took his horse Lone Star out of the stable so he could brush her coat and mane then let her run wild around the field.

She was a beautiful chestnut brown mare who had been Drake's horse for years.

Looking after Lone Star gave him purpose. A reminder that there was something in his life that belonged to him and him alone.

*************

‘Mommy, can I go out and ride my bike?’ Lily asked over breakfast.

Gisele had bought a bicycle for Lily in case she ever visited Texas and wanted something to feel like hers. The bike was pink with multicoloured tassels hanging from the handlebars and a white plastic basket sitting on top of it. It was the perfect Lily bike.

‘Of course you can,’ Camille said. ‘But only around this road, any further and you'll get lost.’

Lily grinned and quickly ate up her cereal, desperate to get outside.

She was about to fly out the door when Camille pulled her back. ‘Hey, not so fast Speedy Gonzalez!’ she teased. ‘Don’t forget your helmet.’

Camille passed Lily her pink glittery helmet. Lily clamped it onto her head and kissed her mom quickly on the cheek.

‘Byeeee!’ she crowed, clambering onto the bike so she could explore.

**************

As Drake spoke to Lone Star quietly, he heard footsteps behind him and a gasp.

Turning, he jumped when he saw it was Lily standing on the dirt road behind him. She was holding onto a pink bicycle with tassels on the handle bars but her eyes were fixed on Lone Star in wonder.

Drake cleared his throat, unsure of how to act. ‘Uhhh..’

‘Is that your horse?’ Lily asked, her eyes wide.

‘Yeah she is..’ Drake answered, feeling his heart hammering inside his chest.

This was his daughter.

He couldn't get his head around this fact. He had a daughter, a little girl who was alive and breathing in this world. Part of him.

And yet she wasn't his.

Because of his stupid decision five years ago. He couldn't help but feel bitterness at his past self. The shame that constantly lived in the pit of his stomach whenever he thought of Lily and Camille.

Looking at her, he could see that she was pure Camille. The same brown eyes. The pixie nose. The upturned mouth that looked like she was smiling, even when she wasn't.

‘Do you like animals?’ he finally asked, stumbling on his words.

Lily nodded enthusiastically. ‘I love animals!’ she said. ‘I want to be a vet when I grow up. I have a pet frog called Steve though mommy says we can't have proper pets because of the apartment we live in. I keep him in a box in my room.’

She spoke quickly, as if she needed to get to the next sentence or she would disappear. She had this frenetic, gorgeous energy about her.

Drake smiled softly. ‘How does your mommy feel about Steve?’

Lily scuffed her shoe on the dirt road. ‘She thinks he's slimy.’

Drake laughed and nodded his head. ‘Frogs usually are slimy, yes.’

Lily giggled and looked up at him, suddenly shy. Her eyes darted to Lone Star.

Drake looked back at the horse then back to Lily. ‘You wanna brush her mane?’

Lily blinked. ‘Really?’

Drake held out the brush. ‘Sure. She likes being groomed.’

Lily grinned and took the brush out of Drake's hand. She stepped hestitantly, towards Lone Star who loomed tall above her.

‘She’s very friendly,’ Drake said quietly. ‘Promise.’

Lily bit her lip nervously then reached out to brush part of Lone Star’s mane. The horse wickered and looked down at Lily, waiting patiently for her to continue.

Encouraged, Lily gently took a handful of Lone Star's mane and slowly brushed the hair, careful not to tug. She treated Lone Star’s mane like fine china.

‘She likes you,’ Drake said gently. ‘You’re doing great.’

Lily beamed and continued to brush Lone Star’s mane.

‘What’s your name?’ she asked Drake.

‘My name’s Drake.’ He paused for a moment. He obviously knew the answer to his next question but he had to keep up this pretence. ‘What’s your name?’

‘Lily.’

‘That’s a pretty name.’

‘Thank you. It's my mommy's favourite flower.’

Drake watched Lily, unable to take his eyes off her. How could this girl be his daughter?

‘Lone Star,’ Lily said, addressing the horse. ‘I have a joke for you. Well, the start of a joke. So my grandma lives down the road there. Do you think we could be… neighhhh-bours?’

Drake let out a good-natured groan. Lily let out a giggle and then turned to Drake. ‘Funny right?!’

She smirked.

Drake's heart nearly stopped.

Oh fuck, she really is my daughter.

*******************

Camille glanced at the clock. Lily had been out cycling for forty five minutes and Camille was getting worried.

She was an overprotective parent, yes she knew that. But could you blame her? It was only her and Lily, their little team of two. Lily was Camille's entire life.

Camille checked on Gisele who was more tired today. She was snuggled up in bed with her newspaper and a cup of coffee, content to spend the day here and not exert herself.

‘Grandma, I'm just going out to see if I can find Lily,’ Camille told her.

‘Don’t worry too much, Mon petit chou,’ Gisele chided her. ‘You’ll get early wrinkles.’

Camille rolled her eyes at her grandma's priorities and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

Camille left the house and looked around the road until her eyes caught three figures near the top of the hill. As she started to walk towards them, she realised it was Drake, a horse and Lily.

*********************

‘Lily!’

Lily and Drake jumped at the sound of Camille's shout. Drake swallowed when he saw the look of thunder on Camille's face. She looked ready to rip him a new one.

‘Hi mommy!’ Lily called. ‘This is Lone Star! And her owner is Drake!’

Camille stormed up the road and grabbed Lily's hand, pulling her away from Lone Star. Lily dropped the brush and stared up at her mother with wide eyes.

‘I told you not to talk to strangers!’ Camille said, her voice high and trembling.

Drake took a step back. A stranger. She was right, he was a stranger to Lily, but it still stung.

‘I’m sorry mommy. I just wanted to meet Lone Star…’ Lily trailed off and cast her eyes down at the ground. Drake's heart broke for her.

‘I know you love animals but you don't know Drake- I mean, this man- as he is a stranger to you. Do you talk to strangers back home?’

‘No…’

‘The same applies here.’

Drake opened his mouth to say something, anything to help Lily, but one thunderous look from Camille in his direction made him change his mind.

‘Lily, go back to grandma's,’ Camille sighed. ‘She’d like her Lily cuddles.’

Lily nodded mutely and gave Lone Star a weak wave. She looked up at Drake and gave him a nod before mounting her bicycle.

Drake and Camille watched Lily cycle down the road until she reached Gisele's house. As soon as she was inside, Drake broke the silence.

‘Camille, I'm sorry.’

She turned to face him. Wrapping her arms around herself, she closed her eyes and swallowed. ‘I rarely shout at her,’ she told him. ‘Just know that I'm not a bad mom who shouts at her kid all the time. I don't do that.’

Drake raised his hands. ‘Hey, no judgement here.’

Camille pressed her fingers on either side of her nose and exhaled. ‘I’ve been nervous to come here in case we bumped into you. I'd hoped we wouldn't see you because seeing you with my daughter is probably the worst thing I can think of. I know that sounds dramatic but you were the one who chose not to have her in your life and now here you are, talking to her and letting her groom your horse!’

Drake looked away, his jaw tense. He knew Camille was right. But he hadn't ASKED Lily to talk to him. He hadn't sought her out.

‘What was I supposed to do, Camille? Ignore her? I couldn't win in this situation!’

Camille swallowed. She hated to admit it but he was right, he couldn't have just ignored Lily.

Drake watched her for a long moment, studying her.

She looked so stressed. He hated that he brought out this side of her. The Camille he had known years ago had been carefree.

But that had been years ago. She was a mom now. She had responsibilities.

‘You know..’ he said quietly, ‘this is not just any horse.’

Camille blinked. ‘What?’

Drake gestured to Lone Star. ‘She’s gonna be offended that you just referred to her as a horse. She has a name. You know it.’

He smiled to show he wasn't being serious.

Camille’s eyes widened. ‘Lone Star?’

Lone Star wickered in response.

Camille couldn't help it. She stepped forward with a gasp and reached out to stroke Lone Star’s neck. ‘Oh my gosh, girl, you're still around..’

Drake shuffled on his feet and watched Camille coo over Lone Star. Watching her with Lone Star brought it all back.

They had never been together, not properly.

Drake didn't want to admit it but he had always harboured a crush on Camille. It was hard not to- she had been his neighbour for years and she was gorgeous. She was also so incredibly unique to everyone else he knew.

Most people tended to judge Drake rather than spend time getting to know him. He wasn't the most confident of people and he tended to keep to himself. A wall was built around him which made it hard for people to scale.

He was sarcastic, had no tolerance for bullshit and avoided anyone he deemed to be an asshole. That happened to be most people.

But Camille was different. She had always made an effort with him when they grew up. She would invite him to hang out at her grandma's but Drake always declined.

Nerves. He got nervous around her too much.

She had met Lone Star when they were teenagers and like Lily, had wanted to get to know the horse.

Drake let her feed Lone Star an apple which meant Lone Star was now Camille's friend for life.

While Camille had chatted away about how beautiful Lone Star was and asked Drake questions about the ranch, Drake had simply watched her mutely, unable to form sentences.

Camille was used to him being like this. She hadn't been offended or weirded out by him. She simply just put it down to Drake not being much of a talker.

They had known each other for years, always at a safe distance. Until one night five years ago when that distance closed.

Camille stepped away from Lone Star and regarded Drake seriously.

‘I know that I'm coming across like a bitch,’ she said, ‘but I have to look out for my daughter. She doesn't know about you and I think if she found out, she would only be confused. Lily.. she wears her heart on her sleeve. I can't have her getting attached to you when you have no intention of being in her life.’

Drake felt a pang in his chest. ‘I’m sorry..’ he said quietly.

Camille shrugged. ‘You made your choice. I can't judge you for it as everyone is different. But please respect my choice in that I don't want her getting to know you. She's my baby and I won't have her getting hurt.’

She gave Drake a curt nod and stepped back from him, maintaining distance.

‘I’ll stay away from her,’ Drake told her, his voice cracking. ‘I get where you're coming from.’

Camille smiled sadly. ‘This is the way it has to be.’

@twinkleallnight @kingliam2019 @sophxwithers @walkerdrakewalker @choices-myworld can't remember who else wants tagged in this, my memory is awful!

[im-hotline-bling-blog]

we have a lot of golden rich boy jake, i kinda want to see more traditional, country side boy jake and well maybe not RICH rich bradley, but he definitely had better situation as a child than jake.

maybe there was a time where jake can’t even eat dinner because his parents have 4 children and jake had to give up his dinner so his little siblings can eat. and he definitely can’t have pet besides the dog that his father’s boss owned. he grew up with love, but was struggling. that’s why he enlisted right after high school graduation, to ease his parents weight and so he can have better place to sleep and if not better, something to eat.

and bradley grew with both a lot love and privilege. he has both an admiral and a captain as his foster parents with no siblings. he got lonely sometimes, but mav and ice got him a dog, it was big and very fluffy and it costs them good amount of money just for the grooming and the food. bradley had some remote control cars, and many other good toys growing up. he only have to fend for himself when he cut off mav (which led to him restricting himself from ice too) with the money he saved, got into the best college he can find by scholarship and live in a dorm. but he definitely was in a better situation than jake.

so when they got together, bradley takes jake to a lot of dates, from movie date to fancy dinner date. he spoiled jake. when they moved in together, bradley got jake his first pet, and he drives with jake back to texas to meet his family. and when bradley and mav’s relationship is mended, jake makes sure to go with him to mav and ice’s house, making sure he never gets lonely. they lift each other up basically.

[thenotebookwizard]

Notes from Driver's Ed

From the Notebook posts are things that I wrote in my notebook and decided to share with you. You're welcome. And I'm sorry. (No. No, I'm really not.)

In late 2023, I took Driver's Ed. Gotta get those insurance rates down.

I took notes. Just - not the notes the people who wrote the class probably wanted me to take.

Seriously. Who has time to to delay leaving, leave early, etc

Not talking to friends in the car? Rude. And not going to happen.

...control the actions of passengers, children, pets? Have you met the people I know? Control them? What the fuck, class. What the fuck.

Also have you met dogs?

Passengers are serious distraction. Sure.

Keep children 'occupied' with a 'quiet activity' - do you know kids? Like, at all?

Don't groom yourself. Who does that while driving? (If you know the answer to that question, are the answer to that question, or want to be the answer to that question, please don't tell me. Ignorance is bliss.)

Be careful of high profile vehicles height - including in your own garage. Umm...if it doesn't fit in my garage, and I can't figure that out, I have bigger problems than this class can solve.

How many times has this happened to be included in this class?

Animals needs to predict what I'm going to do when driving? That's - a thought, right there.

Elk and moose? In a Texas driving class? Have you been to Texas? Where are the note about coyotes, wild boar, rattlesnakes, and rednecks? (Esp. Drunk Rednecks.)

Don't drive tired. Sick. Sore. Sleepy. Frustrated. Grumpy. Etc. What the fuck kind of world are these people living in?

I am old enough I am now in the 'not as likely to die' category of men. I am not yet old enough to be in the 'more likely to cause an accident' age range. The sweet spot! Finally!

Replace your mirrors with better mirrors. Who has money for that? I'm taking this class to save money every month on insurance. Because I'm poor.

'Active scanning' Bitch, if I had sensors, I would be a lot safer about driving. What is this, Star Trek: The Next Highway?

Don't wear sunglasses at night? I was raised in the 80s. This is my birthright.

Dirty headlights may cut the amount of light - this sounds like a good plan to me. Have you *seen* (been blinded by) the power of some of these headlights at night? For fuck's sake, you want to see, not blind the other drivers for some kind of tactical raid.

Don't smoke while you drive? Back when I smoked, it was much safer for the other drivers if I did smoke while I drive. Trust me.

Don't drink and drive. By now, if you don't know this - oh. Wait. I live in Texas.

Host? When I host? When I host what? I don't get invited to parties. I don't host parties. I don't mix drinks for people. Yet again, public safety information directed at extroverts. Correlation? Extroverts are scary. I already knew that.

Chocolate is included with caffeine, cocaine, and nicotine? Whoo, boy. Y'all playin' with fire, there.

Write down make, model, license plate info of dangerous drivers? While I'm driving? ...um, no.

Circadian rhythm = not everyone is diurnal or a morning person, you fucking morons. Morning person bias needs to stop.

Control your emotions. Use a technique called 'emotional regulation' - what the fuck, people? (What about mental illness. Also: have you *met* people recently?)

You want me to drive unmedicated? Look, there are *some* people you *want* to be fully drugged up before they get on the road. *Trust me.* (Example the first: My mother, god rest her soul.)

Don't use hand signals to direct other traffic? This is Texas. People will be telling each other to go first until time ends.

If you get bored, practice 'what if' driving scenarios? Really? Because *that* won't cause anxiety. Not one bit.

[the-cannibal]

Ask box and request info!

Hello there! Welcome to my post where I explain my ask box and what you can request! Its pretty simple honestly :)

My ask box is used for you to request one shots, head cannons, matchups, or to just say your thoughts about something! I love to hear head cannons and stuff that you guys have so please don't hesitate to tell me! Please use my ask box when requesting things. Bots like to spam my inbox so I am more likely to see your request if you use the ask box

Please note I do not have a set posting schedule so If you don’t see me replying to what you submitted I’m not ignoring you! I promise! I will get to it when I can :)

What I can/will write: Fluff Angst Age regression (SFW ONLY) Pet regression (SFW ONLY) Romantic relationships Platonic relationships LGBTQ+ Poly relationships Light smut (I am not comfortable writing x reader smut. So sorry :( but I can write things like making out!)

What I don't write Suicide Transphobia, homophobia, or anything of that nature. (If you want to request something like slasher defending you against someone making rude remarks, I can do that but that is as far as I will go with that. My blog is a safe space for everyone to feel welcome!) Anything Zoophilic, pedophilic, grooming, etc etc icky gross stuff like that. That is probably really obvious but if anyone requests anything like that you will be blocked. Racism Sexism Hard smut and kinks (again I'm just not comfortable writing x reader smut, I am very awkward at it so it comes out very clunky and awkward) Here are the fandoms/slashers I write for! IT - Both The Losers Club and The Bowers Gang

The Lost Boys - The boys, Star, Michael, The frog bros, Sam

Halloween - OG Michael Myers, Rob Zombie Michael Myers, and peepaw Michael Myers (I love how we all call him that lmao he's out grumpy old man) House Of Wax 2005 - Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair Jason Vorhees Chucky and Tiffany Valentine Carrie White Xenomorph/Alien Predator/Yautja Hush - "The Man" aka John

Scream - Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Randy Meeks Texas Chainsaw massacre franchises - Bubba Sawyer, ChopTop, Nubbins, Thomas Hewitt

[ellewidogast]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

I was tagged by @argyleheir

1. Are you named after anyone? Sorta maybe? I have two much older cousins, one of each side of the family, with the same name. The one on my mom’s side is also my godmother. I’m pretty sure my middle name is from someone too, from my dad’s side I think. The only one I know is my godmother.

2. When was the last time you cried? I think it was while reading danmei, specifically The Arrogant Young Master Became Obedient After Being Bullied. But also my hormones are all over the place and a cute video or picture book can set me off too.

3. Do you have kids? NOPE. I have three nephews and that's more than enough for me.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Pffff, yes.

5. What sports do you play/have played? Only whatever I had to grudgingly participate in during P.E.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people? Their clothes, hair style, expression, demeanor, and posture--in varying order.

7. What's your eye color? Grey-blue, and small yellow flecks around my pupils (what are you, where did you come from, did I always have those).

8. Scary movies or happy endings? I don’t think those are mutually exclusive, but I guess usually happy endings. Some podcasts,  like Women in Caskets and Switchblade Sisters, have convinced me to try out more horror tho.

9. Any special talents? Well, I used to think it was writing, but I’ve done it so rarely for the past several years that whatever skill I had has atrophied...so I guess what I’m saying is no.

10. Where were you born? Texas, but I only spent three years there and did most of my growing up in Missouri.

11. What are your hobbies? Reading (mostly danmei and manga), listening to podcasts, knitting scarves when I make the time for it, thinking about writing (mostly fanfic but sometimes original stuff)

12. Do you have pets? Phoebe: a menace of a cat with questionable grooming skills whose favorite method of communication and play is sinking her claws and teeth into me

13. How tall are you? 5'4 (and 3/4 but saying that makes me feel like a kid bragging about being 5 and a 1/2 and rounding it up to 5′5 feels like a lie)

14. Favorite subject in school? English, gimme those humanities pls & thx

15. Dream job? Lottery winner? If I didn’t have to work, I wouldn’t. I’ll settle for a cataloging librarian position that pays me enough to comfortably support me and several cats and occasionally travel, but also doesn’t require me be a manager or supervisor, and I rarely have to perform customer service.

I tag...uh....I don’t think I have fifteen mutuals lol. Whoever wants to answer some questions, consider yourself tagged!

[goldilocks-pony]

this is the character stuff i filled out for my oc so yall can have some more knowledge about him. use the format if you want, I forgot where I got it from but if you dm me for it ill find it for you @sparklenarniawizard idk if you could use this

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Demographics

Name: Vincent/Vince/Vinny/Vin Simon Cade

Age: 17

Sex/Gender: Amab Gnc

Ethnicity: Hispanic (hondorus and el salvador)

Occupation: Student/ waiter at the Dingo

Socioeconomic status: Lower middle class

Education: 11th Grade

Other notes: pronouns he/they/it

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Physical Appearance

Eye color: Green/Hazel

Skin color: mildy dark, Warm undertones

Hair color: Dark Brown

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 157 lbs

Body type: medium build

Fitness level: hella strong

Tattoos: hello kitty behind his ear

Scars/Birthmarks: Scar on left shoulder blade, stretch marks on sholders

Other distinguishing features: vampire teeth

Disabilities: Celiacs, damage to left shoulder due to accident

Fashion style: Grunge

Accessories: rings, belt chain

Cleanliness/Grooming: Showers Daily, messy hair

Posture/Gait: Strong posture, only slouches when reading

Tics: n/a

Coordination (or lack thereof): Strong, but clumsy at the worst times

Weaknesses: blue eyes, scared of spiders, scared of falling in love/ getting attached

Other notes:

History

Birth date: 1969, october 31

Place of birth: Huston Texas

Key family members: Johnny Cade (uncle) Kathy Hughes (Mother)

Notable events/milestones: Play tennis, in school council

Criminal record: arrested for street racing

Affiliations: n/a

Skeletons in the closet: n/a

Other notes: n/a

Psychological Traits

Personality type: n/a

Personality traits: loud, funny, insightful, buries his feelings, analytical, flirty

Temperament: cool headed unless someone is messing with stuff he cares about

Introvert/Extrovert: extrovert

Mannerisms: speaks with hands, puts arms around shoulder when walking and talking

Educational background: tulsa public

Intelligence: above average

Self-esteem: low, but covers it up with fake confidence

Hobbies: exercise, writing stories, journaling, cooking, woodworking

Skills/talents: Great with words, very strong

Loves: his dog goldie (its a golden retreiver) his family, isah curtis

Morals/Virtues: Won't fight with anything but hsi fists, beleives everyone derserves someone, won't leave anyonre behind or alone

Phobias/Fears: spiders, falling in love, getting attached, loosing ehat he worked for, living life alone, failing, not being enough, being hated

Angered by: people threatening his friends, disrespecting women, the wrold being a bad palce, hypocrties

Pet peeves: people talking slow, people ignoring him,

Obsessed with: Woodworking, stories

Routines: showers in the morning, sits under a tree while writng/reading

Bad habits: grinding his teeth, bitnig his nails, not brushing his hair

Desires: to be successful, for people to care, to be importatn to someone

Flaws: Insecure, seeks attention, needs constant reassurence

Quirks: flicks his hair back with a pencil, makes fists when stressed, zones out constantly

Favorite sayings: "It's hard to have what you want when you don't work for it" "Never let yourself be less than what you would accept from someone else"

Disabilities: ehlers danlos, adhd

Secrets: despises johnny for nto living longer, secret stoner, goes to family functions with a soc for money so she doesnt have to come out as a lesbian

Regrets: Not loving as much as he should, wsting time worrying about something you cant fix

Accomplishments: Makes good money working his job, 4.0 gpa

Memories: His aprents getting married when he was 4 (they had waited until they were moved into a home of their own)

Other notes: Johnny's half brother (from a relationship his father had before meeting his wife) is his father and he only meets the gang after being informed of johnny's death, became best friends and married kathy hughes (johnny's half brother's name is Charles Clyde Cade and was born may 21, 1947) Johnnys dad moved to tulsa so he could live with his grandmother after his parents kicked him out for being drunk all the time

Communication

Languages known: English, a little spanish

Preferred communication methods: english, calls

Accent: southern

Style and pacing of speech: talks fast, with longs breaks inbetween to gather thoughts

Pitch: medium

Laughter: big laugh, breathy, howling sorta

Smile: shows top teeth, very little bottom teeth

Use of gestures: waving hands, holds his hands together when nervous, rocks back and forth when bored

Facial expressions: very open and expressive

Verbal expressions: "uhhhh uhm"

Other notes:

Strengths, Weaknesses, and Abilities

Physical strengths: yes

Physical weaknesses: weak knees, left shoulder dislocactes easy

Intellectual strengths: can think abot something for awhile

Intellectual weaknesses: cant focus easy

Interpersonal strengths: knows what he wants

Interpersonal weaknesses: low self esteem

Physical abilities: hits like really hard

Magical abilities: no, hes human

Physical illnesses/conditions: damage to left shoulder

Mental illnesses/conditions: depression, adhd, bipolar

Other notes: his shoudler got damaged (giant slash on left shoulder blade) by falling into a crack between moutnains and climbing out, he was on a roadtrip with friends to go to mountains after he got his licence

Relationships

Partner(s)/Significant other(s): n/a

Lover(s): n/a

Parents/Guardians: Kathy Hughes, Charles Cade

Children: n/a

Grandparents: johnny's parents ( no contact)

Grandchildren: n/a

Family: little sister (daphne) father (charles clyde cade) mother (kathy hughes)

Pets: goldie (golden retreiver)

Best friends: n/a

Friends: Isaiah Dallas Curtis

Rivals: n/a

Enemies: n/a

Colleagues: n/a

Mentors/Teachers: n/a

Idols/Role models: n/a

Followers: n/a

Strangers: n/a

Non-living things: plant named greg (emotional support plant)

Clubs/Memberships: n/a

Social media presence: tumblr

Public perception of them: positive

Other notes:

[travelingtails]

Business Name: Traveling Tails Veterinary Clinic

Street Address: 5010 N Loop 1604 W Acc Rd

City: San Antonio

State: Texas (TX)

Zip Code: 78249

Country: United States

Business Phone Number: (210) 495-8245

Website: https://travelingtails.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/travelingtailsveterinaryclinic/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/travelingtailsvetclinic/

Description: Locally owned and operated, Traveling Tails Veterinary Clinic has been providing veterinary services to the San Antonio area for over 10 years. With a commitment to excellence, our staff of experienced veterinarians and technicians are dedicated to giving your pet the best possible care. We offer a wide range of services including routine exams, vaccinations, preventative care, dental care, and more. Our clinic also offers pet boarding and grooming services. We strive to make sure that each visit is comfortable and stress-free for your pet. With our state of the art facility, advanced medical equipment, and knowledgeable staff, Traveling Tails Veterinary Clinic is the perfect place to take your beloved companion when they need care.

Google My Business CID URL: https://www.google.com/maps?cid=13544138327377295214

Business Hours: Sunday Closed Monday 8:00AM -6:00pm Tuesday 8:00AM -6:00pm Wednesday 8:00AM -6:00pm Thursday 8:00AM -6:00pm Friday 8:00AM -6:00pm Saturday 7:30am-1:00pm

Services: examinations and vaccines, and treatment options, such as surgeries

Keywords: veterinarian san antonio,pet vaccination, pet care, cat doctor, dog doctor,

Payment Methods: Cash, Credit Card, Debit Card, Visa, Master Card, American Express

Location:

Service Areas:

[petgroomingrichmondtx]

Business Name: B & U Pet Grooming of Richmond Texas

Street Address: 23702 Farm to Market 1093 Rd Unit 211

City: Richmond

State: Texas

Zip Code: 77406

Country: USA

Business Phone Number: (281) 305-1858

Business Email Address: besupets@gmail.com

Website: https://petgroomingrichmondtx.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/people/Besu-Pet-Grooming-Richmond-Texas/100084808082123/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/besupetgrooming/

Description: Mobile pet grooming services for dogs and cats in Richmond, TX. We offer flexible schedules, always ready to take care of your pet. Our services are fully equipped with all the necessary tools to bring you the best mobile pet spa to your doorsteps. Covering all of Fort Bend County.

Google My Business CID URL: https://www.google.com/maps?cid=16276726352692916867

Business Hours: Sunday 7:30AM-7:30PM Monday 7:30AM-7:30PM Tuesday 7:30AM-7:30PM Wednesday 7:30AM-7:30PM Thursday 7:30AM-7:30PM Friday 7:30AM-7:30PM Saturday 7:30AM-7:30PM

Services: Mobile pet grooming, Dog Grooming, Cat Grooming, Mobile Grooming, Deshedding Treatments, Special Treatments, Flea and tick treatment

Keywords: Pet Grooming Richmond TX, Dog Grooming Richmond TX, Mobile Pet Grooming Richmond TX, Pet Grooming Katy TX, dog grooming Katy.

Payment Methods: Cash, Debit Card, Credit Card, PayPal, Cash App, Venmo, Zelle

Business/Company Establishment Date: 06/03/2019

Business Slogan: We care for you and your pet.

Number of Employees: 3

Yearly Revenue: 100,000-500,000 USD

Owner Name, Email, and Contact Number: Ariel Besu Email: besupets@gmail.com phone: 281-305-1858

Location:

Service Areas:

[tightjeansjavi]

I have a pre-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader idea that I really want to write 😀 like Joel taking Sarah for horseback riding lessons and the reader is her riding instructor? Joel is hard-core crushing on you and Sarah starts catching on and she brings it up to you after one of her riding lessons. You’re helping her groom one of the horses and Sarah just blurts out, “My dad has like the most astronomical enormous crush on you.”

Then you get all red in the face because you 100% had checked her dad out on a handful of occasions when he’s brought her for her lesson and Sarah sees you get all flustered, drop the curry comb, nearly knock over a bucket before you regain your composure.

“Sarah, don’t be silly! He totally doesn’t.”

and she’s just got that little mischievous smile and says, “wellll, I may or may not have been begging him for weeks to ask you out already.”

“You didn’t!”

“I sure did! You should totally offer to teach him how to ride as well. He’s mentioned it a few times before but he gets all shy about it.”

“You want me, to teach your dad how to ride horses?”

“Absolutely!”

Then you just casually have a conversation with Joel and praise Sarah for how much hard work she’s put in to riding and spending time with the horses. You’re leaned up against one of the stalls, your own horse nuzzling into your shoulder as you talk and you can tell he wants to come over and pet him so you step to the side.

“You wanna come over and pet him? He’s super friendly. Might even give ya some kisses if he really likes you. C’mon”

So then Joel walks over and without hesitation, you grab his hand and gently place it against your horses neck.

“He really loves a good pat, but he’ll love you forever if you give him some good ear scratches.”

Joel is still processing you grabbing his hand and he’s definitely a little red in the face while he watches you gently scratch your horses ear while he’s giving him some much deserved pats and he catches your little smile as your horse nuzzles against your side contently.

“So, what do you think about me potentially teaching you how to horse back ride, you interested? It’s a lot of hard work, but I’m sure you can manage it.”

He’s completely taken aback as he looks at you, already feeling the sweat beading on his forehead from you, and the hot Texas air. He clears his throat, gently giving your horse a light scratch behind his ear.

His Texas drawl is thick as he speaks, “Really? Yeah, I’d uh-I’d really like that.”

Sarah is totally eavesdropping from the next stall over and she leans over and whispers to her lesson horse, Remy as she’s gently running a brush through his mane. “My dad has NO idea what he’s signing up for.”

🥹🥹🥹 yeah, I’m gonna have to write this

[petgroomingsugarland]

Business Name: Sol Pet Grooming by Pets Tribe TX

Street Address: 27 Quiet Path Drive

City: Sugar Land

State: Texas

Zip Code: 77498

Country: USA

Business Phone Number: 832-789-4980

Business Email Address: sugarpets96@gmail.com

Website: https://petgroomingsugarland.com/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/petgroomingsugarland/

Description: Professional and friendly pet groomers, we offer mobile dog grooming and mobile cat grooming to all Sugar Land, Katy TX, Four Corners, Greatwood, Richmond TX, Missouri City TX, Fulshear, Simonton, Park Row, Fort Bend County, and more. Call us to find out if we cover your location.

Google My Business CID URL: https://www.google.com/maps?cid=500790825817164215

Business Hours: Sunday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Monday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Tuesday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Wednesday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Thursday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Friday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM Saturday 8:00 AM 7:00 PM

Services: Dog grooming, Cat grooming, Special treatments, Special Shampoos

Keywords: Dog grooming Sugar Land, Pet grooming Sugar Land, Mobile dog grooming Missouri City TX, Pet grooming Park Row, Pet spa near me, Mobile groomer near me.

Payment Methods: Cash, Debit Card, Credit Card, PayPal, Cash App, Venmo, Zelle

Business/Company Establishment Date: 5/02/2020

Business Slogan: We provide the best care for your pet.

Number of Employees: 5

Yearly Revenue: 100,000-500,000 USD

Owner Name, Email, and Contact Number: Marisol Barrios, EMAIL: sugarpets96@gmail.com, Phone: 832-789-4980

Location:

Service Areas:

[pawoasispetresort]

Top Dog Grooming in Plano, TX

Looking for top-notch Dog Grooming in Plano, Texas? Paw Oasis Pet Resort offers professional grooming services tailored to keep your dog looking and feeling their best. From baths and haircuts to nail trims and specialty grooming, our experienced team provides gentle, high-quality care in a stress-free environment. Treat your furry friend to a spa day at Paw Oasis!

[cerentasci]

Air Duct Cleaning Must-Knows for Pet Owners

Pet owners in Waxahachie, Texas know the joy of having furry companions. However, they also face the challenges of managing pet hair, dander, and odors. This is where professional air duct cleaning comes along, which is a beneficial yet often overlooked aspect of maintaining a clean home. Read on as we share the importance of air duct cleaning in Waxahachie and how it can significantly enhance indoor air quality for pet owners!

How Pets Affect Your HVAC System

Air ducts play a crucial role in circulating air throughout your home. Unfortunately, they can also trap pet hair and dander. As pets roam around, they shed hair and skin cells that get sucked into your HVAC system. Over time, this buildup can reduce airflow and lead to allergies and respiratory issues. Regular air duct cleaning in Waxahachie helps remove these hidden contaminants. The result is a healthier environment for both you and your pets.

The Misconception About Cleaning

Many pet owners mistakenly believe that regular vacuuming is enough to control pet hair and dander. However, this cleaning method often misses dander, a significant allergen and odor contributor. Dander tends to settle deep within the ducts, making it hard to reach without the proper equipment or know-how. Scheduling a professional Waxahachie air duct cleaning addresses this issue to improve your home’s air quality. 

Signs Your Ducts Need Attention

It is essential to recognize when your air ducts need attention. Increased allergy symptoms like sneezing, itchy eyes, or difficulty breathing often indicate that your ducts are harboring allergens. It’s also a sign to schedule an air duct cleaning in Waxahachie when pets’ smell lingers and dust bunnies reappear quickly after cleaning. Persistent dust bunnies signal excessive dust circulating through your air ducts. 

Maintaining Clean Air Ducts

Besides hiring regular Waxahachie air duct cleaning services, there are other tips to help maintain good air quality and well-functioning air ducts. Regularly grooming your pets can likewise help minimize shedding and dander. You can also bathe and brush your pets’ fur often to reduce the amount of fur that finds its way into your ducts. On top of all the pet care routine, make sure to replace air filters frequently to keep your HVAC system functioning smoothly.

At Dr. Clean Carpet, we pride ourselves on delivering superior air duct cleaning services in Waxahachie. Our team is led by certified professionals who adhere to the highest industry standards, producing results that exceed clients’ expectations. Don’t wait to improve your indoor air quality, and contact us today to learn more about our services.

[doggroomingsouthlake]

Mobile Pet Salon in Southlake: Convenient Grooming Services for Your Furry Friends

If you’re a pet owner in Southlake, Texas, you likely know how challenging it can be to find the time and energy to take your pets to the groomers. Mobile Pet Salon in Southlake Fortunately, mobile pet grooming services offer a convenient solution. One top provider in the area is Pawsome Mobile Grooming, which brings expert pet care right to your doorstep.

What Is a Mobile Pet Salon?

A mobile pet salon is a fully equipped grooming van that travels to your home, offering professional grooming services on-site. Pawsome Mobile Grooming eliminates the need to transport your pets, reducing their stress and saving you valuable time.

Benefits of Mobile Grooming

Convenience: No more packing up your pets for a trip to the salon. Mobile groomers come to you at a time that fits your schedule.

Reduced Stress: Pets often find car rides and unfamiliar environments stressful. With a mobile service, they are groomed in a familiar setting, making the experience more comfortable.

One-on-One Attention: Mobile salons focus on one pet at a time, ensuring that your pet receives dedicated care without distractions from other animals.

Time-Saving: Grooming appointments can take hours in traditional salons. Mobile grooming offers quicker services as there’s no waiting in line.

Services Offered by Pawsome Mobile Grooming

Pawsome Mobile Grooming offers a wide range of services, including:

Bathing and brushing

Haircuts and trims

Nail clipping and filing

Ear cleaning

Teeth brushing

De-shedding treatments

Each service is designed to ensure your pet looks and feels their best.

Why Choose Pawsome Mobile Grooming?

Pawsome Mobile Grooming is known for its high-quality service, experienced groomers, and attention to detail. Their groomers are trained to handle pets of all sizes, breeds, and temperaments, ensuring a positive experience for every pet. Plus, their mobile salon is equipped with the latest grooming tools and products to provide top-notch care.

How to Book a Grooming Appointment

Booking a grooming appointment with Pawsome Mobile Grooming is easy. Mobile Pet Salon in Southlake Simply visit their website to schedule a time that works for you. Their flexible scheduling options make it simple to arrange a grooming session without disrupting your day.

For pet owners in Southlake, Pawsome Mobile Grooming is the perfect solution for convenient, stress-free pet grooming. Give your furry friends the pampering they deserve without leaving the comfort of your home!