The Rite of Movement | drabble
âDaddyâs not bluffing, baby loveâ
A/N: you know youâre super dedicated when you find yourself at home â¨practicing⨠just so that the smut makes sense and is easy to visualize đš and just when I thought that Joel and baby love couldnât get any nastierâŚđŽâđ¨ oh, and just in case anyone gets confused with the addition of Ellie, this is after sheâs adopted (spoilers, but not really bc sheâs Joelâs kid in every universe letâs be real)
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Summary: Ellie is away at Dinaâs for the weekend leaving you and Joel with the house completely to yourselves
Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader
Warnings: smut, established relationship. reader and Joel are pornstars, Joel is in his 40âs reader is in her 30âs, big ole fat daddy kink, fingering, unprotected piv, big dom energy from Joel, baby love is acting like brat, sexual punishment, spanking, degrading language but itâs hot, okay?, use of slut, brat, etc, semi-public sex, voyerism (Tommy), language, mentions of alcohol, Ellie exists in this universe!!, reader has no physical descriptions, readers nickname is baby love, +18 minors dni!
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Ellie was away for the weekend with Dina and her family leaving you and Joel with the house completely to yourselvesâŚwhich was a rare occurrence these days.
You and Joel have since then moved the home studio back to the Miller-Co office. You arenât doing much filming these days, anyway. This was a mutual decision, and this also gave Tommy the opportunity to show Joel that he could handle the business on his own come the day that you and Joel would eventually retire. But with Ellie gone for the weekend, you and Joel had the time to relax and thatâs how you found yourselves spending the morning by the pool.
Joel was comfortably laying poolside, cheaters perched on his nose that was buried in the book he was reading that Ellie had recommended to him. Artemis was laying by his feet, bathing in the sun while you were lounging in the pool. You had discarded your bikini top to the pool's edge to avoid any tan lines while you were lounging on your stomach along one of the extremely comfortable, and extra durable inflatables.
Artemis had grown curious of the water as she watched you float by, and before Joel could stop her, she hopped down from the chair and trotted over to the pool's edge. She was an agile little thing, having no problem jumping right onto your bare back and curling up against your warm, sunbathed skin.
Joel shook his head, muttering under his breath as he reached for his phone so he could take a picture while you reached one hand behind your back to give her a few gentle pets.
He posted the photo to his instagram with the caption: my two sun babies đđ
Ellie had texted the family group chat immediately when she saw the photo:
I hope youâre disinfecting the pool before I get home đ
Joel: shouldnât you be off your phone and paying attention to Dina, kiddo? đ¤
Ellie: u text like an old man lol
Baby Love: lol. He does
Tommy: where was my invite?
Joel: I do not text like an old man đĄ
-to Tommy: inappropriate
Ellie: do too đ¤
Tommy: inappropriate that I wanna come over and swim?? Get ur head out of the gutter lol
Joel: do not
Baby Love: youâre not gonna win this one, baby.
Ellie: see, even mom agrees!
Joel: thereâs too many gals in this household đ
Ellie: yea, man! Ur outnumbered lol
Joel: donât I know it
Tommy: Iâm coming over
Joel: no youâre not
Baby Love: can you bring a case of Modeloâs?
Ellie: I donât think Tommy knows what those are lol
Joel: how would you know what those are? đ
Ellie: did I say something?
Tommy: why canât u just be normal and drink Coors Lite lol
Joel: donât start gaslighting me young lady
Baby Love: because unlike u, I have taste
Ellie: ooooh burn
Tommy: ouch đ I thought we were friends!
Joel: đ
Ellie: Iâm more of a Modelo gal myself
Joel: ELLIE
Baby Love: thatâs my girl!
-to Tommy: we are friends 𩷠you just have shit taste in beer
Joel: where are u getting beer from
Ellie: thatâs none of your beeswax
Joel: Ellie Miller, I will ground your ass so fast the second you get home
Baby Love: it was me. Iâm the culprit
Tommy: I donât forgive u
Ellie: donât punish mom! She said I can drink as long as Iâm safe đ
Tommy: lol Iâm not coming over, I changed my mind!
Baby Love: but my Modelos :(
Joel to Baby Love in a private chat:
âWho the fuck do you think youâre callinâ a pussy?!â He growled from the chair, completely sitting up now with his legs swung over the side just as you quickly tucked your phone underneath your left boob and looked over your shoulder at him with a faux innocent expression on your face.
âI am, pussy.â
âWanna say that a third time?â He challenged you, standing up with his hands planted on his hips as he approached the edge of the pool. Even Artemis sensed the tension rise so she quickly hopped off your back as soon as the raft was close to the pool's ledge.
âArtie.â You frowned, âcome back. Daddyâs only messing! Heâs not actually gonna do anything!â You grabbed your phone from under your boob and carefully placed it on the pools ledge so it wouldnât get wet, and just as you were about to push the raft back to the middle of the pool to float away, Joel hand crouched down and grabbed ahold of the corner of the raft, yanking you towards him.
âI said, wanna say that a third time?â He snipped.
Oh heâs mad now, alright.
You let out a huff, rolling over onto your back so your bare tits were on full display with your arms languidly crossed behind your head as you peered up at him through your sunglasses, smirk plastered on your pretty lips, âdaddyâs a pussy and heâs not gonna do anything about it.â You chimed.
âFuckinâ little brat.â He muttered as he pushed your raft away from the ledge before he dove in underneath it.
You quickly flipped over onto your stomach, pathetically attempting to paddle away just as he resurfaced with his face inches away from your dangling ankles. You let out a playful squeal when he nibbles on your calf as his big hands and broad arms easily slide up your thighs, thumbs looping through the flimsy strings that are barely holding your bikini bottoms together. Even in the deep end of the pool, Joel is standing, more likeâŚlooming over the raft and casting a dark shadow over your bare back.
âDonât think ya heard me the first time, baby love.â He rasps, yanking your bikini bottoms down swiftly over your ass and thighs, âsaid that you had âbout five seconds to take these flimsy ass bikini bottoms off before I did it for you.â He tuts, grasping the outside of your thighs as he pulls you further down the length of the raft as if youâre just a measly rag doll. âAnd then what do ya do?â He asks, not needing a response.
âYou call me a fuckinâ pussy.â He bends over, harshly biting at your left cheek, leaving visible indentations in your skin from his canines, âslutty little brat my girl is, hmm?â He teases, biting down on the right cheek as you let out a squeal.
He pulls back, marveling at his work before he brings the palm of his hand down against the meatiest part of your left cheek hard enough to send your back arching in surprise. He watches your plush skin recoil before he does it again, and then the same to the right cheek.
âIâmâIâm sorry, daddy! You arenât a pussy! Not even close to being one!â
âYou ain't sorry, baby love. Cusâ this is what you wanted all along, right? Wanted your daddy to come in here and teach his bratty little slut a lesson? Well, your wish is cominâ true!â He chuckles, using his thumbs to spread your cheeks apart before he spits a glob of saliva between them, watching it drool and drip between your ass and thighs. âShow me your fuckinâ pussy, baby love. Be a good girl now for daddy.â
âYes, daddy.â You mewled, âyou got me. It was my plan all along.â you suppress a giggle, lifting yourself up on your elbows as you spread your thighs apart, arching your back further so he had a clear and direct view of your pussy. âYou gonna give my pussy a kiss daddy? Iâm really sorry.â He doesnât need to see your face to know that youâre pouting.
He scoffs, dropping his hands down from your ass to spread you open further. He intently watches the way your little hole pulses under his harsh stare, begging for any form of stimulation. âYou think Iâm gonna give your pussy a kiss, baby love? Think you deserve that?â He snickers, leaning in to drag his nose right through your slick folds, inhaling deeply before he pulls back, âthink you oughta just take whatever daddy fuckinâ gives ya, sweet girl.â
âOh, fuck.â You whimpered, dropping your head between your shoulders, âDaddy, please. Iâm so sorry for calling you a pussy! IâllâIâll never do it again, I swear!â
âHush up, baby love. Quit your whininâ and take what daddy fuckinâ gives you.â He growled. It was a miracle that even with his added weight to the float, the damn thing didnât pop from the pressure as he wasted no time to slip two of his thick fingers inside of your pussy till they were knuckle deep with his palm pressing flat between the apex of your thighs. You felt the weight of his chest and shoulders pressing into your back while his fingers shallowly thrusted inside of you at a merciless pace, scissoring you open with each thrust, creating ripples in the water below the raft.
Oâohâoh fuck! Fuck! Fuccck!â You cried out, lurching forward as his fingers pistoned inside of you, âdaddy, please! Please! Iâm sorry!â Your eyes rolled back in your skull when he crooks his fingers, curling them against the spongy spot inside of you that has you seeing spots of stars cloud your vision.
Heâs leaned over you completely now in a possessive manner. His lips at your ear, teeth nipping and biting anywhere they can, âif youâre a good fuckinâ slut for daddy, maybe heâll reward you with his cock, because you and I both know thatâs what my girl wants is her daddyâs thick cock splittinâ her in fuckinâ half. Ainât that right, baby love?â
âYES!â You yelled, voice strained and on the verge of cracking as you started to roll your hips back against his hand, meeting the harsh thrusts of his fingers just as the back gate openedâ
âHey! I brought the ModelosâOH FUCK!â Tommy yelled in surprise, nearly dropping the case of beer in his arms at the sight of you coming undone around Joelâs fingers.
âGOD DAMMIT, TOMMY! I FUCKINâ SAID YOU COULDNâT COME OVER!â Joel snapped, thrusting his fingers faster as he briefly glanced over his shoulder at his brother, âcanât ya damn well see Iâm a little busy punishinâ my girl for beinâ a fuckinâ brat?!â
You weakly waved in Tommyâs direction, before completely giving into the pleasure with a blissed out look plastered on your face, âpass me one of those when weâre done! Iâm parched!â
âYeah, youâre fuckinâ parched alright.â Joel growled against your ear.
âSome things never change, ainât that right Artie?â Tommy snickered as he attempted to crouch down and pet her, but she hissed and swatted at his hand.
âTOMMY!â Joel snapped, using his freehand to push his swim trunks over his hips so that he could replace his fingers with his cock. âMake yourself useful and gimme one of those beers, would ya!â He spit into his palm as his cock sprang free and slapped up against his stomach. He gave the base of his cock a few quick pumps before he slipped his fingers out of you, your pussy made a wet squelching noise as he slowly fed you his cock, inch by inch, stretching you open till he was bottomed out with his hips firmly pressed against your ass. The float had deflated considerably, but man, it was a trooper.
Tommy walked over, beer in hand, doing his best to not smirk at the scene unfolding before him as he held the beer out in Joelâs direction. âWhat did she do this time?â He mused.
Joel snatched the beer from his hand, twisting the cap off with his teeth before he took a swig, bringing his freehand down against your ass.
âI called himâfuck.â You moaned deeply, lip harshly taken between your teeth when he stretched you open. God, did you love your manâs cock.
âShe called me a fuckinâ pussy.â Joel snapped his hips forward with his hand acting as an anchor around your hip. He took another swig from the bottle, blunt fingernails digging into your skin, ânow fuck yourself on daddyâs cock like the good little slut that you are, baby love.â
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