#joel pimentel fic

[anninhiliation]

Wishlist

Happy Holidays!            OG Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, It’s smut. Unprotected sex please use a condom and get on the pill or something. IUD. I don’t care pick one, there’s so many options I didn’t mention. And still use a condom unless you’re both only boning each other.

Disclaimer: THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL WRITING. You do not have the right or consent to copy my work and claim it as your own. You do not have the right to even copy my work. I can and will publicly shame you. Changing the boy is still plagiarism. Write your own work. Don’t test me or karma. Don’t be a useless leech.

Boy, it's only you-you-you

Wanna wake up every morning in your arms

Winter couldn't come too soon

Undercovers wanna love you in the dark

We can spend the evening getting high by the fireside

One thing on my mind

But boy it's only you-you-you

Never be another lover that I want

 Waking up wrapped around his embrace was like a Heaven on Earth. He was so warm and comforting, a complete contrast from the cold air and dreary weather that rested outside the comforter. He was still sound asleep, nuzzled into you. His face buried into the back of your head. Arms protectively wrapped around your sides. As his warm breath fanned the back of your neck at a steady pace. With his busy and demanding schedule mornings like this were rare. It was nothing to resent him for, as you chose this just as much as he did. Dying to see his sleeping face that you found so adorable you squirmed under his grip to face him. Joel let out a soft whine, still sleeping, but clearly not liking the sudden movements. You smiled as you reached your hand up and cupped his bearded face. Your thumb rubbed the rough black hair on his cheek. His eyes fluttered behind his eyelids as you gently pecked his soft lips. 

 Gift wrapped your present don't rip it too soon

Play with the tension that's entered the room

Boy 'tis the season you don't got a reason to rush yourself

Don't need a diamond don't want jewelry

I just want time with you, vibe with you down on my knees

Best things arе free, I'll be what you need

 It wasn’t unusual for the first one up to wake the other in soft and gentle little kisses. Joel was still half asleep as he pulled you closer to him.

“Morning Bebé” he mumbled as he buried his face further into your hands.

You could tell he wasn't ready just yet to start the day as he kept trying to avoid any sunlight and just hide deeper into you. His rough scruff rubbing against you had the opposite effect on you, waking you up only more. 

“Amor” you purred with a sly smile as you gave him a few more soft kisses. 

“Mmm” he hummed groggily as he moved you slightly to comfortably hide into the crook of your neck. 

The rough hairs tickled you, making you giggle. 

“Joel” you whined in a fit of laughter as you tried to push him away as he continued to rub his face against you. 

“Bebé” he mocked as he held you in place. 

 Wanna be your ho-ho-ho this Christmas

Gonna be thе one thing on your wishlist

Let you eat the candy, boy, don't kiss it

Wanna be your ho-ho-ho

Gonna be the best thing in December

Give ya a couple weeks that you'll remember

You can hold me down I won't surrender

Wanna be your ho-ho-ho

 “Okay” you teased “wanna play games?”

You wiggled out of his grip, quickly putting your thigh over his leg and pushing your weight onto his making him move to his back. 

“Go back to bed” he whined covering his eyes from the morning light. 

Your thighs caged him in as you sat on his lower abdomen. 

“But papi we are already in bed” you smiled.

Joel's hands instinctively wrapped around your waist as he slowly opened his eyes. The strong grip, trying to keep you in place as one wrong move and he will be well woken up. His dark brown eyes slowly adjusted to the new light as he was beginning to give up on the dream of five more minutes. You ran your fingers gently along his toned chest as you plotted your next move. You did miss him after all these months of being apart. He came home two days ago, but you didn't even provoke anything as you knew how exhausted he was from tour. But your own needs and wants were beginning to take over. You grabbed his wrists and pinned his arms above his head. Hips squirmed above him as you marked his neck hitting his weakest points. 

 Boy it's only you-you-you

You're the only one to see this side of me

I can make your dreams come true

Settle down and let me give you what you need

I can keep you warm between my thighs

Naughty to your nice

Sleigh you when I ride

Boy it's only you-you-you

Your the only one I ever wanna please

 You took your sweet time dragging out your cravings, leaving a little trail down his chest. You wanted this moment to last as long as physically possible. 

“Don't tease,” he whined squirming under your touch. 

Your fingers buried under the elastic of his black sweatpants. 

"Who said I was teasing?" You grinned.

You pulled his pants down just enough to expose his boner. Pre cum already spilled out of him, making your mouth pool with saliva. Moaning contently,  you held his base and slapped his head against your tongue giving him little kitten licks. Joel groaned, feeling his sensitive tip being stimulated. Your torso was bent down with your ass up in the air, giving him the perfect view. 

“Tease?” you purred locking eyes with him wiggling your hips.

Joel sat up, grabbing your hair and tugged. 

“Come on princess” Joel pouted “don't you wanna make me feel good?”

 Gift wrapped your present don't rip it too soon

Play with the tension that's entered the room

Boy 'tis the season you don't got a reason to rush yourself

Don't need a diamond don't want jewelry

I just want time with you, vibe with you down on my knees

Best things are free, I'll be what you need

 After a few deep throats your dripping hole throbbed too much to ignore. You straddled his lap, pushing your panties to the side and quickly sunk down on his hard shaft. Joel let out a heavy groan feeling himself inside you for the first time in months. 

“Fuck you’re so tight Bebé” Joel moaned.

Warm velvet walls wrapped around him, squeezing him tight. He was angled at the best way possible massaging your weakest point inside you. Joel missed being this close and intimate with you just as much as you did. Hearing you moan and cry for him was music to his ears. Skin slapped against skin, as your nails bore into his chest and shoulders.

“Joel!” you whined as you slammed down into him.

His hands wrapped around your hips, helping you go at the fastest way possible. Breasts bouncing against his chest as you were sent to the clouds. Your head tilted back and came forward watching his face contour in pleasure. 

 Wanna be your ho-ho-ho this Christmas

Gonna be the one thing on your wishlist

Let you eat the candy, boy, don't kiss it

Wanna be your ho-ho-ho

Gonna be the best thing in December

Give ya a couple weeks that you'll remember

You can hold me down I won't surrender

Wanna be your ho-ho-ho

 Having you ride him was great, but Joel craved to feel your deepest parts. Have a better view of you just enjoying his touch. He wanted to hear you scream to the Heavens. Joel flipped you over making your back fall on the soft sheets. 

“Joel” you purred. 

One leg wrapped around him as the other rested on his should. Your nails instinctively dug into his toned biceps. He immediately slid back inside you not wasting a single second. 

“Fuck you’re so good,” he moaned.

He angled his hips just right to hit the same sensitive spot as before. Your jaw hung open as moan after moan escaped your lips.  Feeling the pleasure taking over your body had you on a cloud. With your eyes rolling to the back of your skull making you see the constellation.

 This holiday no time to waste

Lips on my body and hands on my waist

Down on my knees no time to tease

Do what you wanna do to me I'm all that you need

You take the lead

I'm staying open for Christmas

I want you to stay in with me

Stay in with me (Merry Christmas)

 The knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter. Words falling from your lips losing coherency as your mind fogged up. Your pleasure closed in around Joel as he struggled to thrust into you. His shaft throbbing inside you struggling to continue pleasing you. Joel reached down and drew small circles with your swollen pearl provoking your knot to fall apart. The way you sporadically clenched around him, let him know you were seconds away from cumming. Thighs shook around him as the pleasure washed over you. Head tilted back as the pleasure spilled out of you. His name slipped from your lips along with a string of curses as you were sent to see the galaxy. Joel rode you out for as long as he could, hitting your g-spot in a messy tempo. But he’s only human and could only hold in his own orgasm for a small amount of time. Joel pulled out as you were coming down and released his seed over your stomach. He paused for a moment, admiring your cum happy face before grabbing some tissues from the night stand cleaning you up.

“I missed these mornings” he hummed as he threw the tissues in the trash.

“Me too” you smiled as you made grabby hands motioning for him to come back to bed “so why don’t we make up for lost time?”

 Gonna be your ho-ho-ho this Christmas, yeah

Gonna be the one thing on your wishlist, yeah

Gonna be the best thing in December

Give ya a couple weeks that you'll remember

[dishyrichy]

Angel of My Life

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Pairing: Joel x Reader

Description: Reader is getting a lot of hate online from fans and tries to hide it from Joel until they can’t anymore. They end up telling Joel and Joel comforts them.

Warning(s): Mentions of online hate, descriptions of insecure thoughts/being in a bad headspace because of hate

Word count: 1,000

A/N: I do not write often, but I accidentally got inspired to write this bc of a song and I’m kinda proud of it so hopefully you guys like it! The gif used for this post does not belong to me.

A heart that didn’t know when to stop racing, mind clouded with multiple thoughts, and darkness that felt like it surrounded you. That’s how life had been for a few weeks, every day without fail. There were good days, yes, but they never lasted; at least that’s how it felt. All you wanted was a chance to feel as though you could escape, but you needed someone’s help. The comments ranged from mentioning your flaws to comparing you to exes who seemed better. It happened every day, but it was worse when you posted anything. That’s when they came flooding in.

You felt trapped, unable to escape the thoughts that drowned you as you read those comments. They never stopped and fueled your insecurities. The positive comments failed to outshine the negative.

I think he was better off with his ex. 

Lol why her face like that

Kinda wish he did better

They look like a slut

A fraction of the stuff you saw on the daily. It petrified you to get online, wondering what the fans were saying this time. Perhaps you were ugly, not good enough, anything but what your boyfriend deserved. You never expressed this though. Joel was never afraid to express to his fans when something bothers him. You knew he would be fuming if he saw the comments, so you pretended they didn’t exist and plastered a smiling mask on your face.

Except for one day, that mask had fallen off. You didn’t bother picking it up, because you were sick of wearing it. You got sick of the secrets. You needed a light at the end of your dark tunnel. You saw it, but it was so far away. The only way to be on the doorstep of relief was to talk with Joel about the fans and their negativity towards your guys’ relationship. 

But what if he agreed with them?

That thought tried stopping you, but you pushed it to the back of your head and told Joel you wanted to talk about something. Joel became the light for your darkest nights when you two got close. It meant so much to you that he took the time to make sure you were okay and take care of you. You trusted him, and now it was time to come clean.

The concern in his eyes as he saw that something was eating away at your happiness broke your heart.  You could tell he knew. A shaky breath as you began explaining the situation, the concern turning to fury. It scared you for a second, thinking it was towards you for lying. However, that went away as he pulled you into a hug The signature warmth of his caring nature comforted you. You let the tears fall, seeing the light in the darkness once again. 

“Mi amor, it’s okay.” he spoke as he began rubbing your back, “Their words mean nothing. They’re just trying to bring you down and drive you away. Don’t let them get to you. I know it’s easier said than done, but I’ll be here to hold you when they start getting to you again.”

His words were comforting. Your heart slowed as you let the tears flow, letting Joel’s presence soothe you. His comforting gestures continued until your tears stopped falling and it became clear you were slowly feeling better. You told him about what the fans said about you, and he disagreed with almost any negative comment they left. He gave you reasons as to why you weren’t ugly, and that he didn’t need his ex back when he had you. You made him happy, so there was no reason for there him to find someone better.

You began playing with his curls to calm you further, smiling as feeling his soft hair loop around your finger. He chuckled softly. He knew you and the fans loved his curly hair, which was part of the reason he kept it long.

“Thank you.” you spoke softly, continuing to gently play with his hair.

“For what?” he questioned with his warm smile there on his face, “I’m always going to be here, babe. Prometo mi amor.”

A gentle sigh of adoration escaped as you. You felt like the luckiest person in the world to not only have a friend that can comfort you also but stand up for you. It took no time once you had calmed down to have Joel spoiling you for the evening. Once he knew you were okay, he made sure to address the hate comments and make sure they died down. He knew he couldn’t take them all away, he just wanted the fans to know the way they were treating you was unacceptable. He wasn’t going to let them get away without some kind of confrontation. Even if you begged him not to confront them on his Instagram story, he didn’t listen. He was voicing his opinion.

Joel helped you learn to ignore the hate. Your heart that was once exhausted from the darkness, was warmed and not as exhausted. You were no longer lost and wandering, wondering how to escape from the hate. Wondering how to make the fans like you. You didn’t need them to like you if you knew Joel liked you for who you were. He embraced you, and you knew you safe and loved.

His warmth. That’s what drew you to him. This angel gave you the blessing of being in his presence, to receive the love and protection you’ve longed for. That’s something you’ll always think about and appreciate. You felt so blessed to have him you started calling him “angel” and he absolutely adored it. The way he would smile when he heard you call him that warmed your heart even more. Seeing him happy because you were happy was one of the best things to witness, and you couldn’t have asked for anything more

Joel is an actual angel. He is the angel of my life.

[peaceing-sleepfully]

Brighter Than The Stars

I found this prompt and I thought it was really cute, so I just rolled with it lol I don’t know how often I’m gonna write, if at all, but I had fun doing this 🥰 I hope y’all enjoyyyy

Word Count: 908

Prompt: “The stars wish they were as bright as you.”

(Found from this sentence starter)

Warnings: uhhhhh, fluff lol

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How he had convinced you to go stargazing during the winter, you’ll never know.

Being in California, you never expected to feel so cold. And yet, you’re shaking and seeking warmth with every step you take. The visible cloud of breath escaping your lips leaves you wondering if this trip was worth it. However, no matter how cold you are, the cheery atmosphere of Julian makes you feel warm inside, not to mention the man ahead of you, dragging you along by the arm, an excited grin gracing his features.

The two of you had eaten your fill of Julian’s famous apple pie and drank as much hot cocoa as your stomachs could handle.

“What? This is what the locals do!” Joel said, feigning indignation before laughing at you.

A thin layer of snow coated the sidewalk, transforming the small mountain town into a winter wonderland. The sun had set some time ago, but children could still be seen in front yards, adding the finishing touches on their snowmen, aided by a flashlight or two. Lights strung up across fences, boughs of holly swaying in the wind, and the occasional mistletoe, hidden inside a doorway, awaiting the next couple to find themselves beneath it.

As much as you appreciate the scenery, you can’t help but whine a little. “Amor, are we almost there?”

His laugh rings out clearly in the night, filled with nothing but joy and adoration. “Almost.”

With all the trees surrounding you, it was hard to believe that Joel had found a spot to properly stargaze, a spot he had found on his own a few weeks prior. The sky seems dimmer than usual, the moon’s light missing as the phase of the new moon began.

You’re on the verge of complaining again when Joel stopped abruptly, causing you to stumble over the slick, icy ground. His laugh fills the silence once more, sending a wave of warmth through your body, strong enough to beat the piercing temperature. Although he was laughing at your fall, he couldn’t bring himself to look away from the sky, in awe of what the universe held above the clearing.

You look up and gasp at the sight: exploding galaxies in the sky, hundreds of thousands of stars shining dutifully in position, as if waiting for this exact moment. Against the onyx colored sky, the constellations are easier to make out, dozens filling your view; most of them you’d learned about in school, but there were a few that you piece together for yourself, claiming them as your own. Reaching toward the sky, you welcome the cold and trace your self-made constellations. You quickly develope a pattern: make a constellation, give it a unique (and likely cliché) back story, and trace over it one last time, as if solidifying its existence.

You hadn’t realized that you wandered away, lost in your own creations until Joel’s body heat enveloped you from behind.

“Are you still mad about it being cold?” He asks, mocking your complaints from earlier, an ever present smirk resting on his face.

Rolling your eyes, you playfully smack his shoulder, and kiss his cheek, feeling your cheeks grow red.

“Here, let me show you something.” He guides you gently to a nearby bench, clearing the layer of snow on top of it.

As you sit down, Joel begins pointing to different areas of the sky. “Those three stars right there, those create Orion’s belt. They connect with those two dimmer stars up there to make his upper body. And then you have the Big Dipper and the Little Dipper, which is Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, a mother and son bear duo that chase each around the sky endlessly. And see that star? That’s the brightest star in the night sky, Sirius. It’s also called the Dog Star because it’s a part of Canis Major, a constellation of one of Orion’s hunting dogs. And! If you look over on the horizon, you can see the Taurus constellation…”

As much as you want to follow along, the unadulterated joy written clearly across your boyfriend’s face is far more interesting. You can’t help but smile as he delves further into the position of each constellation, occasionally adding the story that goes along with it. You nod along, staring at Joel’s face as he becomes more enthusiastic about the stories he’s telling.

“—and you can barely see her but Cassiopeia is riiiight over there, behind the trees. And Gemin- are you even listening?”

You lower your head in embarrassment, as he catches you staring at him. “I kind of got distracted,” you admit sheepishly.

“How did you get distracted? I mean, the stars are so BRIGHT and these stories are classics!” You can see his breath with every word he says, dancing in the starlight as he turns his head away from you once more.

You lightly grasp his chin, moving his head back toward you. “The stars wish they were as bright as you.” Sealing your statement with a light kiss, you pull back to see a hint of a blush creeping up Joel’s neck as he averts his gaze and grins lightly.

“Well, I guess this means we’re going to have to make another star-gazing trip,” he says, standing up and offering his hand out to you.

Giggling, you take his hand and pull yourself up, touching your forehead to his. “If it means seeing you glow like that again? Absolutely.”

[sugarpun-fairy]

BEING A FAN AND DATING JOEL PIMENTEL - HEADCANNON

A/n: i was just fooling around w my mate @brattybombshell when this came up LAST MONTH I’M LATE FOR EVERYTHING SO PLS FORGIVE ME

also this is huge so yeah, enjoy urselves 

-x-

He meets you on the meet&greet  

You're all shy and nervous and almost pass out too like the girl from that vid and he's enchanted

P.S. it's your first show ever

And you bring everyone a letter with a small gift in it

The boys joke with you the entire time, trying to make you loosen up a little

You notice some of Joel's looks at you but you're like  

Nah, fam, me? Nop.

But the thing is that YES, FAM, YOU!

He's curious about you, your laugh and puns (that are just worse than Erick's)

He looks like a KID trying to find you when he's on stage  

But he can't

You were too far for him to see you and oh if he could bring you closer (like to his side) HE WOULD

After the show he's asking the whole staff to find you  

They can't

So he nicknames you Cinderella

You stole his heart and left without letting any traces

But he remembers your letter

He search for it like a dog searching a bone it dug on the backyard

He wants anything he can find about you, he NEEDS

A name, an address, an user

Homeboy is SO relieved when he finds your letter  

When he reads it and see your number there? He's on the clouds

He could swear he wouldnt complain about ANYTHING ever AGAIN  

Well, if you answered to a number from another country at least

He calls you  

He text you  

And you're like WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING MATE

That's when you pick up and he's like "hey it's me Joel"

You almost faint right there

Let's say that the show was on a Saturday and he's calling you at like

3 AM

And he's like PLEASE COME MEET ME I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU and you're like FUCK

Your flight is booked to the afternoon

You dont have this much time

The two of you don't even sleep

He sends a car to pick you up and you're a bit scared but SO excited (bc let's be honest the world is rlly dangerous for girls/women)

You didnt had time to put on makeup, just a quick shower so when you meet him you're all "oh boy I should have dressed up better why didnt I listened to my mom" AND HE LOOKS AT YOU AND HIS EYES FUCKING SHINE

That's when you stop, freeze and thinks  

"Fuck  

He's too much sand for my paper truck"

Then you see he's wearing the choker you gave him

And you melt

He's like "do you know a place we can go?" And you're like "I DONT LIVE HERE FUCK HE MUST THINK IM PATHETIC AND MUST BE REGRETTING CALLING ME HERE”

He finds it adorable how your body language shows your nervousness  

You can't keep eye contact  

But then you do

And then he's like "fuck" and you're like "fuck"  

And he's like "if you dont feel uncomfortable we could just get some snacks and stay at my room and talk about life" and you're so nervous you just shake your head

You see the amount of letters and gifts in his bed and you're like  

"IM REALLY HERE HOLY FUCK"

He doesnt make any move if he feels you're too uncomfortable  

So by the sunrise you're both sitting beside the other eating something from room service and he's listening to you rambling about your life

(He finds it adorable how distracted you get when you're talk and how sometimes you mix languages)

Then you stop talking and just sits back  

He's like omfgwhatdidido

And you're like imtalkingtoomuchheprollythinksimboring

You two stand there in silence and you look at the window

Sun is rising

His window is pointed straight at its direction

Mate

You love that boy  

But theres nothing more magical than the sun rising so you just go

And he goes after you

Mate it's beautiful

The sun, all the colors

But hes not looking at it

Hes looking at how even more beautiful your smile gets when the sun hits your face

"I'm sorry can I kiss you?" He snaps  

You're pretty sure you heard it wrong  

"What? Wait really? Yes please!"  

He nods and laugh  

You're smaller so he's leaning down and suddenly you're so nervous YOU BURST OUT LAUGHING

Your next thought is "I fucked up" so yeah you cry a bit  

You can't lie and say you hadn't cried already because the whole thing was SO UNREAL

The show  

The meet  

Being there with him

When he tries again it works

His hands are around your face then on your nape  

You dare to put your on his shoulder and his hair

His hair is SOFT

You guys keep touch

Using instagram since you doesnt have iOS (you tell him you hate it and won't ever trade your lil samsung, he gives you one anyway just bc he can)

You're not sure how to feel about it

First you're on the show  

Second you're kissing him at sunrise on his hotel room  

Third he's sending you gifts just so you can talk more?????????

Anxiety kicks in OF COURSE it's way too much

He stops telling he's single on interviews  

The boys tease him about it all the time

Talking about his Cinderella

There's a whole move on Twitter to find out who she is

You know who she is

Sometimes you're insecure  

About his career  

About you two  

About the fandom  

About EVERYTHING

He's always reassuring you about how he feels and doesnt care about anything else

(Your answer is always the same: anything else but music)

You're scared you'll start annoying him w your insecurities

So you start talking to the other boys too about it

Guess who slips that Joel wants to take you to tour with them when you can?

its hard to convince your parents, your vacation from work and college are not at the same time and you're like FUCK

the tour ends and you cant go and you're feeling so down

until he texts you saying he'll go to your country to see you

WE GOT POSTS EVERYWHERE "Is he going to see his so called Cinderella? So that means they met during the tour? Make your bets everyone"

it's crazy

you spend the first nights with him at the hotel before going to your house

the feeling of him being too much for you hits you everyday

gets worse when he goes to meet your family and youre like oh boy

you're so nervous you almost throw up

and everyone be like IM SORRY WAHT and you be like WE NEVER DID ANYTHING STOP RIGHT THERE

he spends that night at your house

its you, him, and your pet

and when you wake up you starts crying because you still can't believe

he also loves to hear you sing, even tho HE'S the singer there

its just a thing he likes, how you try your best even if you hate your own voice

a couple days before he goes back home he's like "get your passport i want you to go with me" and youre like "SO IF I TELL YOU ITS NOT THAT FAST WHAT WILL U DO"

and he just goes "JUST GET UR PASSPORT I HAVE A COUPLE MONTHS OFF AND I WANT YOU TO MEET MY FAMILY TOO"

At moment you're thinking if you could just leave everything behind and go live w him

part of you wants to

part of you is like "WHAT IF HE GETS TIRED OF YOU AND LEAVE YOU AND YOULL BE ALONE IN ANOTHER COUNTRY WHAT WILL YOU DO"

U insecure again

he talks to your parents, assure them you'll be fine

so you go

at first is just a short time

no one will die because of a little vacation right?

WRONG you're both destroyed when you have to go home

what do to? what to do?

stay? go? (SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO TANANANANA sorry)

you know he wants to ask you to stay, he knows he cant ask you that

you turn to him and be like "if i find a job here and have the proper documents ill stay" bc you dont wanna be a burden and want to have your own independence too

also california  im not sure if he does live in california but for fictional purposes the answer is yes

one of your dreams

so you stay

he finds a small ap for you to share and his mom helps you find a nice job

when you're all set he turns to you and be like "i want to make us public" and you kinda just freezes right there

you've been together for almost a year now so why not? you end up going for it

-x-

taglist: @southside-sweets @batboys-and-other-messes @imaginesandideas @brattybombshell

[christophermuch]

Joel singing Ericks part

[bluewatersfairy]

come thru - j.p

dedicated to @trapsoulsongs

a/n: it’s been basically a year since i wrote this and reworking it really showed me how much i’ve improved.  this was actually my favourite piece for a very long time.

synopsis: a recount of how two friends added benefits to their relationship

warnings: mature content, it’s honestly just light smut (depending on what you classify as light)

word count: 4.1k

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It all started during a celebration night at a club, like most good things.  Working alongside the boys was fun but the part you enjoyed most was the rewards that came with it.  That week was no different than most.  You indulged in alcoholic beverages and danced around with friends. Joel and you had maybe had a bit more to drink than usual and were practically falling over one another when you decided to retire for the night.

It wasn’t so strange for you and Joel to share a bed.  Over the years of friendship, you’d shared, it had become the norm for you both.  However, Joel didn’t usually look so good.  There was something so effortlessly sexy about him that night.  You'd watched him dance, the way his body moved had you feeling some type of way. 

Maybe that’s why you were brave enough to kiss him when you stepped into his room.  At first, he was slow to react but when you pulled away, he pulled you right back and kissed you.  It didn’t take long for both of you to be naked. Giggles and sloppy kisses kept your heart happy, you both felt safe with one another, at least that was what you could remember.  

When you woke up the next morning, it was all a bit of a blur.  One part of you wasn’t so sure it actually happened, maybe it was a dream - you’d had a few of those before.  But when you stood up from his bed, there was a slight ache between your legs and you were completely naked.   

“You okay?” Joel’s groggy voice brought you back to reality.  

You were standing in front of his mirror, now wearing one of his shirts and investigating the marks on your inner thighs.  They ranged from a deep purple to light lavender.  You had inspected the rest of your body expecting to find more but you came across none.

You turned to look back at him, “I think we crossed a line last night, J.”  You gestured to the marks on your thighs and then to the ones on his neck.

“I’m gonna have to say you’re right.”

There was something almost humorous in his voice, he was trying to lighten the situation.  Your voice was much weaker than you had thought and he felt it in his chest.  

“We’ll talk this through once we get some food in us, yeah?” he stood up from the bed, his duvet falling off of him to reveal his naked body.

You turned, covering your already shut eyes, “you’re very naked.”

“So what?  Nothing you ain’t seen before,” he laughed but you only cringed and groaned at his words.

He took you out to brunch and there you talked it over.  Neither of you could fully remember what happened and Joel assured you that because of that, it would be okay.  You simply agreed, pushing your unsure feelings to the side.  Sex could ruin a lot of things and the last thing you wanted to ruin was your friendship.

“We’ll keep it between us and just let it be for now. We’ll be fine.”

A week passed and the boys had a formal work-do to attend at a hotel in the city.  Rooms had been booked for the night for everyone so there was no need to worry about how you’d get home or how much you drank.  The vibes of that night were more or less the same as the week prior except this time, you and Joel drank a lot less.  Not only was it a business event, but you’d also brought it up with him when you’d arrived to help the boys get ready.

“So, I feel like it goes without saying but clearly alcohol makes me horny.”  you were quickly cut off by Joel’s loud laughter.  He was taken aback by how blunt you were being and it had thrown him completely off-guard.

“Shut up, it does something to you too.”  You swatted your hand at him and he only laughed more.

“What’re you tryna say?”

“I’m saying neither of us should drink as much as we did last week.  I really don’t wanna see your little man again.”

“Why?” Joel asked as he turned to face you properly, “I think my little man’s pretty.”  This time it was your turn to laugh aloud.

The following morning, you woke up in a hotel room, naked and slightly confused.  It took a little bit for you to gather your thoughts but you knew it wasn’t the room that had been booked for you, the artwork on the wall was different.  Once you’d figured out that much, you turned your head to look over the bed just to find Joel, naked beside you.  His body was fully curled up into the duvet, sleeping like a child.  He looked so sweet, so innocent and it made your heart smile.

You slipped out of his bed and began to look around his room to locate your clothes.  The first article of clothing you found were your panties, which had somehow made their way to the office desk that was positioned by the room’s balcony.  You questioned it but only for a moment before memories flooded back.

He had you pushed against his desk at some point, pressing into you from behind.  His lips ran over your neck and jaw while his hands explored your body.  Pretty little moans and whimpers left your lips, enjoying the feeling of him all around you.  

He gripped the hem of your dress, pulling it up to reveal your butt to him.  “Holy fuck,” he groaned into your neck.

He stepped away from your person to take a moment to admire your body.  He delivered a quick smack to your ass before kneeling behind you, caressing your upper thighs.  

One of the many joys of you and Joel having been friends for so long was that there was little you didn’t know about each other.  And at that moment he was brought back to something you’d confessed to him a few months prior.

You were helping him pick out an outfit for a night out when it came up.  He was dressing to impress a girl and you asked if he had a pair of briefs that he saved for nights like that.  It confused him so you went on to confess that you had pretty panties ‘to welcome whoever visits.’

Now, all Joel could think about was that comment.  You were wearing a pair of pale pink lace panties and he loved them.  The way they complimented your brown skin had him practically drooling.  He let you know too, placing kisses all over your ass.  It was a pleasant sensation that only ended when he surprised you by sinking his teeth into the same place he was just kissing.  You couldn’t help but gasp at the sudden feeling, a giggle following shortly after.

“You like that, huh?” He was being cocky in a way you’d never seen from him before, but you didn’t mind.  If anything, it only made you want him more.

You hummed a little, “I do.”

He bit you again and pulled your panties down.  He spread your legs apart and soon enough had you fully bent over his desk, an absolute moaning mess.  

“Did it happen again?” Joel’s groggy voice from the bed behind you made you giggle nervously.

“Yeah, it did.”

You left him that day without talking about what had happened.  When you left his room to go back to your own, he’d assumed you’d be back to talk after you’d freshened up.  In all honesty, you were having trouble looking at him without being hit in the face with what you’d done.   Again.  He texted you later that day to see if everything was okay.  He was a little worried that what had happened was freaking you out, and though it was, you lied to him.  You said you were okay, just tired when really you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

The following day at work was no better.  It was one of the days you were in the office and not actually with the boys but he was still everywhere you turned.  Tasks that should’ve taken no more than half an hour were taking over double the time to complete and it was so unlike you, co-workers were starting to notice.  But you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about it.  About him.

You thought mostly about your friendship with Joel and the sex you’d had.  The more you thought about it, the more you remembered.  It was unexpectedly good, brilliantly mind-blowing even.  Though, of course, the second you thought that you took it back almost instantly.  He’s your best friend and the sex was a drunken mistake, or so you kept telling yourself.  Not that that stopped you from replaying everything you could remember over and over again.

They were only little things.  You couldn’t quite remember how you both ended up back in his hotel room and most of the dialogue was blurry.  But you could remember feeling safe with him, feeling cared for while he made you feel good in the best way.  You could remember some of the dirty things he said to you, how he called you Princess, how he had you begging for more.

By the time you’d finished your work at the office, all you wanted to do was go home and sleep.  Those plans dissolved when you found a voicemail Joel had left for you.

“We need to talk asap, call me when you can.”

His voice was serious and you knew that it would be unfair to him if you went on to ignore it, as you wanted to.  You texted him against your anxiety’s wishes and told him to meet you at your place.  You silently hoped you’d get home first so you could change out of your office attire but you ended up arriving at the same time.  

“So we had sex again.”

“Oh, you gettin’ straight to it.”  You smiled a little at him and he sighed in return.

He was set up at the head of your dining room table but you’d yet to even put your stuff down on the counter, let alone prepare for this conversation.

“I’m sorry but this is all I’ve thought about today, can you let me explain?” his voice was stern but his eyes were gentle, warm and inviting.  You nodded your head to him and sat next to him, resting your chin in the palm of your hand.

“Go.”

He began his explanation and you listened just as he would for you.  He started by openly admitting that there hadn’t been a lot of sex in his life recently (though you already knew) and even though he didn’t want to complicate your friendship with sex, you’d already crossed that line.

He paused and took a deep breath, “what if we started casually hooking up?  It could e good for the both of us and you sort of, lapped me last time so I have to assume the sex was good for you too.”

His cheeks burned as he spoke but his last comment had you reacting the same way.  That was something you didn’t remember happening.

“Yes, it’s good for me too,” you confirmed, making sure to keep eye contact when you spoke.  

You pondered on the thought for a moment, making sure you knew what you wanted to say before actually speaking.  He was right about the fact you’d both crossed a line that you can’t exactly uncross, twice technically speaking.  Even if you didn’t accept the sexprosal he was presenting you with, your friendship had already forever changed.  

“If we do this, we’re gonna need some rules to make sure this doesn’t ruin us.”  Joel couldn’t hide his smile when you spoke and nodded his head, quickly agreeing with you.

You fetched a notepad and pen from the kitchen and you both began going over what would make this deal as chill as possible.  

“No one can know,” Joel began while you prepared to write.

“No shit, we’d never hear the end of it.”

“We gotta be honest about our feelings for other people,” Joel said after you’d finished writing.  “Like if you wanna fuck someone else or I wanna fuck someone else, we gotta be honest.  Especially if we start feeling romantically for someone else.”

For some reason, that last comment brought a smile to your lips, “course.  If that happens, this is over straight away.  I’m really not looking to lose my best friend.”

“Nah me neither.”

It’s written and again Joel spoke, confirming your suspicions that he’d quite literally been planning out this conversation all day.

“I kinda wanna set some rules around sex?” he rubbed the back of his neck while he spoke, scrunching his face up a little too.  You encouraged him to keep going with a smile and nod.  

He took another deep breath, “nothing too crazy, right?  Like I’m not sayin’ we gotta be super vanilla, but we’re not here to play out any fantasies or nothing.”  He was speaking with his hands as well now.

He had a good point, “Nah this is just sex, but I do like it when you smack my ass.”

“Noted.”  

There was a moment of silence, both of you thinking of what to say next.  He had more or less covered all the basics and you were making sure there was nothing you wanted to add.  

“Oo, we should have an emoji we can send each other when we’re in the mood,” you suggested rather excitedly.  Joel couldn’t help but laugh a little at your sudden spike of energy.

He liked the idea and let you choose one.  You went with the honey bee, “cause we’ll be getting busy.” 

You made lines and stood so you could be next to him when you both signed it.  

His eyes travelled down your body properly for the first time that day.  When you were working directly with the boys, you always dressed business casual.  You looked professional but not out of place when you were with them, which was very important.  But when you worked in the office, you always dressed up a bit to fit in with the office dress code.  He’d never seen you dressed that way before and he couldn’t help himself.  Your blouse and pencil skirt complimented your body perfectly. 

“So like, can I send a bee now?”  

You answered by kissing him, your hand resting on his chest while his flew instinctively to your waist.  You couldn’t help but think of how excited he’d be to see the baby blue lace set you were wearing under your clothes.

He managed to get your blouse unbuttoned without his lips leaving yours.  Your pencil skirt was off next and in no time he had you bent over the dining room table, fucking you with your panties pulled to the side.  He was taking you rough, his hand pulling your hair, right in the middle of your apartment when your roommates were due home any minute. 

This wasn’t exactly the usual for you and Joel.  You both obviously hooked up with people every now and then, but since you were both big relationship people, this type of situation was completely different for you.  

It took some getting used to but really you were just fucking one of your best friends.  Sure, initially you’d both pull up for sex but afterwards, you went back to just being friends.  Not much had changed there, you could still talk about anything and everything with him.

Something else that wasn’t so normal for you was the amount of time you spent thinking about sex with Joel.  He was fucking you so good that you couldn’t keep your head straight, always counting down the hours till you could get him to yourself again. 

There’d be times when you’d be hanging out in a group and all you would be thinking about was him taking you into the bathroom and fucking you senseless.  Mostly, you’d be able to keep your thoughts and desires secret, but sometimes someone would notice you acting up.

“You good, y/n?”

Interrupted by Richard, you were cut out of your thoughts of sitting on Joel’s face like you had been the night before and brought back to the real world.

“Yeah,” you sent a sleepy smile his way, “didn’t really sleep well last night, that’s all.”

Richard couldn’t help the sympathetic smile he threw your way, “that’s too bad.  Joel over here ain’t been sleepin’ too well recently either, right bro?”

Richard was being genuine in his questioning, his playful manner dropped to show his concern for his friends.

Looking away from Rich, you glanced at Joel to find he was already looking at you in a way that was quite alluring.  You couldn’t exactly pinpoint why, but it awoke that familiar feeling in between your thighs.  

“Yeah, I haven’t been sleeping great,” Joel confirmed when he pulled himself away from you and back at Richard, “maybe there’s something in the air.”  Both you and Richard snorted at his reasoning.

“I’m sorry J, that really sucks,” you shot him a sympathetic smile and he almost smirked.  He caught himself before he could and faked a yawn, stretching his arms above his head.  

“He’s been going on late night drives and shit,” Richard went on to further explain to you.  At this point, you weren’t really paying attention to him.  You were too caught up in the way Joel was looking at you.  Too caught up in the thought of your late-night rides.

“Late night drives work, I’m telling you y/n,” Joel said to you, both of you fighting back smiles. “When I get back, I’m out for the count.”

“Yeah, maybe I’ll give it a try.”

The conversation changed direction again, turning back to music and the potential of you all watching something while you were together.  You tried your best to stay present this time around, more aware of how concerned Richard had sounded for the both of you.  You wanted to appear okay and not up in the clouds again.

Your phone buzzed maybe 15 minutes later.  It was a honey bee from Joel.  You glanced at him but he was avoiding you, staring intently at his phone.  You had an idea, an easy escape.  So you faked a yawn, stretched your arms and arched your back slightly.  

“I know we’re here to hang out together, but I could really use a nap.  Do you think I could use your room, Joel?”

Joel didn’t miss a beat, “course, whatever you need.”  his voice was nonchalant and he didn’t lift his eyes from his phone.  Completely casual and calm, despite the underlying intentions you had.

You thanked him and big your goodbyes, pressing a kiss to Richard’s cheek before you began to walk to his room.  Once you’d reached the hallway, you turned to look back at Joel and made sure you were completely out of Richard’s view.  Joel had his head turned slightly and you held up ten fingers.  He slyly gave you a thumbs up, indicating he understood and with that, you went to his room.

10 minutes passed and Joel came into his room, quietly shutting the door behind him.  “I told Rich I’m gonna try nap too and he’s gonna leave in a little.  We started watching a show so I think he’s gonna finish the episode then go,” he spoke as he started pulling his shirt off over his head, crossing the room to be with you.

You were standing at his desk, pantless, with a book in hand.  Upon entering his room, you fully intended to strip naked to wait for him, or at least down to your underwear but had gotten distracted.  Joel had spent the last fortnight raving on about a book he was reading and when you found it on his desk, you couldn’t help yourself.  For the last 10 minutes, you’d just been reading through it.

“We gotta be quiet,” Joel said as he stopped in front of you, pulling his pants down his legs.  You followed suit and pulled your shirt off, placing it with your pants on his floor.

“I can be quiet.”

You were quickly proven very wrong.  Joel had ended up with his hand over your mouth to try and quieten your moans and whines, which led to him putting his fingers in your mouth.  His hips continued to drill into you and your hands grabbed at his back, pulling him in.  Yet still, little sounds of pleasure escaped your mouth.  If anything, having his fingers in your mouth only emphasised your arousal. 

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”  

When he moved his hand from your face, you let out an involuntary whine.  You were about to verbalise your displeasure when you were met with his soft, plump lips.  They roughly smacked against your own and he moaned into your mouth.  He left your lips to bury his head in the crook of your neck and recovered your mouth, his index and middle finger back between your lips.

You were getting close.  He could feel it in the way you were clenching around him and in the way your nails clawed at his lower back.  He slipped his fingers between the two of you and found your clit.  His sinful hips never once slowed on their beautiful rhythm, stroking deep inside you.

You came with his hand in your mouth and eyes squeezed shut.  He followed not too long after you, your final aftershock sending him over the edge.

“‘I can be quiet’ my ass,” Joel mocked as he laid on the bed next to you.  You rolled your eyes and nudged him with your elbow in response, not needing to say anything more.  

It was one of those nights where you’d invited Joel over late.  Your roommates were out of town and though you enjoyed the quiet, the house was starting to feel rather lonely.  So you sent through a honey bee, not thinking much about it.  It wasn’t later than 22:30 when you sent it, but Joel didn’t see it until it was gone midnight.

‘boys and i were recording, you still down?’

‘come thru.’

You stepped out of your room to get you both water and when you came back in, Joel was humming a song while scrolling through his phone.  You recognised it straight off the bat, given it was still one of your favourite songs despite it almost being a whole year since it first came out.

He stood from your bed as the song began playing from your speaker behind you.  He took one of the glasses of water from you and placed it down next to him.  Standing directly in front of you with your chin held between his fingers, he started dramatically singing into his phone.  You giggled a little but joined him.  You danced on him, letting your hips do as they pleased while you sang to one another.

“You make me wanna come through, quarter after two just to put it down on you.”

His hands slipped to your hips, pushing his front into your bare behind.  You instinctively started grinding your hips into his while his lips pressed kisses to your neck.

“You know this is our song right?” He asked when you leant your head back against his shoulder.  You were moving more as one now, fully connected.  

You only nodded your head to him as an answer to his question, silently enjoying the unmistakable feeling of joy that had ignited in the pit of your stomach.  He was still singing lowly, his voice still having the same effect it always did.

His hand silently slipped between your thighs that were still slick from earlier.  He pushed your legs apart, forcing you into a wider stance.  His fingers brushed against your lips, a warm hum falling from your lips at the feeling of him.  

“We literally just finished,” he spoke without lifting his face from your neck.  His fingers were coated with your new wetness.  You couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, if you keep singing to me like that, we may never leave this room again.”  You closed your eyes as his fingers came in full contact with your clit.  He played with you just the way you liked it and you couldn’t help but moan.

You reached your hand behind you to hold onto him, his teeth grazing after the sensitive skin of your neck.  “I wouldn’t mind.”

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brb, gonna go stream ‘over it’ 

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Their sex tapes (CNCO Headcanon)

Note: so @yatusabess was posting things about who of cnco would have a sex tape leaked and what it would look like. And I couldn’t stop thinking about it so I decided to write a headcanon. This is just my personal opinion of how I think it would look, feel free to share your opinion if you think that it would be different than what I wrote😊

2nd note: I know I promised a headcanon of “masturbating in front of each other”. Don’t worry, I will post it in a few days, this is just something I quickly wrote bc it was on my mind.

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Warnings: smut

Chris:

I think most people get a little uncomfortable while making a sex tape

But not this motherfucker

He would fucking love it

He would even look straight into the camera with a stupid smile on his face, he would probably wink at the camera as well and stick out his tongue

But I don’t think the sex would be very different. He always gives his girl all he’s got so it’s no different now when he’s getting filmed

Fucking hell, his hands😩 for some reason they always turn me on, so I would love to see his hands when he’s choking his girl😩

I also think this tape would be fucking long

He’d film everything, even when he just started making out with his girl, and then the foreplay, the sex, and even the aftermath

I think this motherfucker is so damn good with his tongue so I’d love to see a close up of that😝

Richard:

Holy shit

Richard’s sex tape would for sure look like a professional porn

He’d make sure that he gets filmed from the right angles. That his abs and muscles look good on the video

He’d even make some close-ups

He’d take the camera and film how his dick pushes inside her pussy. He’d start going really slow and deep inside.

He would also make a close up of his hands around her throat. He’d film her face when she cums

He would be even more dominant than he usually is

He would make sure that he makes his girl scream out of pleasure and make her cum multiple times.

Watching this video would boost his ego sooo much

I don’t think he’d admit it but he would be so turned on by watching himself fuck his girl

Zabdiel:

I don’t think he would act differently

He wouldn’t care about the camera

He would just place it somewhere in the room and not look at it

His eyes would be on his girl, like always

But even though he wouldn’t focus on making a good video, it would still look fucking good

Like, we’ve all seen his dance moves

I’m 100% sure that he has some moves in the bedroom too

Fuck, I can totally picture how hot he’d look while he’s thrusting deep inside his girl

His fucking legs would look soooo hot, like they look so hot in shorts so just imagine seeing him fully naked

He also wouldn’t mind if his girl would be on top for a while, not the whole time though, I think he likes to switch positions

He would love to see his girl ride him and have her bouncing titties on tape

Fuck, I can totally imagine him grunting and moaning softly😩

I would loooove to see his face when he cums, it’s definitely so hot

Erick:

I’m 100% sure that he would look at the camera a few times

He would get reminded that he’s getting filmed and he would be distracted and look at the camera and probably start laughing like a little kid

I think his girl would have to tell him to focus again

And then he would try to look as cool as possible on the camera

He would put some extra effort in pleasing his girl, making sure he has a really good video

I’m sorry for all the Erick girls but I think that the sex would be way better when he’s not getting filmed

He would just be too distracted by the camera

I think Erick would definitely moan during sex, but I could see him holding back his moans when he gets filmed because he’s a little embarrassed

But the sex would still be good

He would still please his girl and make sure that he films her when she’s cumming

Joel:

I think his girl would have to convince him to make a sex tape bc he would definitely not be into it right away

But we all know how petty he is

So I think if the boys and fans would be teasing him with his innocence again, he would want to make a video just to prove to himself that he’s not as innocent as people say

I think his sex tape would look funny and hot at the same time

Like, he would be flexing sooo hard

Trying to dominate his girl but it wouldn’t look real at all

But in some way, I think him trying so hard to be dominant would still look sexy

He looks like a fucking Greek god so watching him and his great body in action would be fucking sexy

Even though he’d try to be dominant, I’m sure that he’ll be so sweet to his girl

He’d give her lots of kisses and make sure that he’s making her feel good

[ella-se-vuelve-loca]

Chapter 22

Grand Masterlist

Series Masterlist Surprise! I’m back mis papás fritas! It’s been a while since I’ve posted up a new chapter (or anything new for that matter). Thank you so much for being patient with me. Life these days hasn’t been the best, but I’m finally back in the writing mood and I’m ready to continue this story with y’all! So much is going to happen in our love story and I hope you’re ready for what I’ve got planned! I think I kept you guys waiting long enough, so I hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter of Mistakes Were Made! x

This might need some editing rasgdhfjg lmaooo Previous Chapter

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Joel’s P.O.V.

Fuck you, Johann.

Fuck everything. That picture you posted up of (Y/N) on Instagram, your taunting messages, that music video you did throwing me under the bus, your true intentions, our “friendship” - all of it.

I’m done. I have to find a way to gain control again.

Regardless if she’s looked inside the package or not, it doesn’t change anything. She’s still with him even after I poured my heart out to her and apologized. She chose him.

Johann… what did I even see in you? How in the world did we become friends? This whole time… was he just using me for popularity? It’s hard to find real friends these days when all they seem to want from you is your fame.I thought our friendship was real ‘cause it meant a lot to me. I never thought Johann would stab me in the back and pretend to just… wait, this is sounding awfully familiar.

I know how (Y/N) feels because it happened to me. Karma’s a bitch. What I did to her, Johann did to me.

She was different.

She treated me like a normal person and loved me for who I was. And how did I repay her? By being a complete dick and playing with her feelings. I don’t want to let her go, but I need to. I wish I could lose these feelings as fast as I lost you…

I feel like I’m at a tug of war. I want to keep fighting for you and start over, but I can’t. You don’t love me anymore and I need to let you go and move on. My head is telling me to do one thing, while my heart is saying to do another.

I sat up in my bed and ran my fingers through my curls, looking over and saw Chris sleeping peacefully on the other bed beside me. One of his arms was dangling off of the mattress and I could hear him softly snoring. He was the one who was most excited for me about (Y/N) and I let him down. I let everyone down when the truth came up.

I sighed and looked around the room. I need to clear my head.

I got up and reached for my shoes, slipping them on my feet and grabbed my hotel key card. I’ll be back before he wakes up, I’m only leaving for like an hour or so. I walked towards the door and opened it, looking both ways in the hallway before closing it behind me.

I don’t want anybody pestering me about anything right now.

I walked past the closed doors and made my way towards the elevator. I have mixed feelings about going back home. She’ll be there with Johann. He’ll most likely rub it in my face that he’s got her wrapped around his finger and I can’t do anything about it. Why am I the one upset? I don’t have the right to get jealous or cry about what I lost. This is all my fault and I’m paying for the price for it.

The elevator doors opened and I walked inside, pressing the button for the lobby downstairs. Why can’t I get her out of my head? What the fuck is wrong with me? It’s been months, Joel, months!

I reached into my pocket and took out my phone, going straight into my camera roll. I should delete our photos together, shouldn’t I? She doesn’t want me back, so why even keep these memories living in my phone? I’m just reminded of her and what we had. This isn’t healthy.

DING

The elevator doors opened and I walked right out. I went past the lobby and opened the doors to the back, going straight for the lounge outside. I took in a deep breath and sighed, feeling the small breeze hit my face as I was greeted with this beautiful sight.

I made my way to one of the tables and sat down, closing my eyes. I could hear the little splashing of the small waterfall in the background and crickets chirping around me. It’s so peaceful, it almost makes me forget about my problems.

Sending that package was a mistake, I realize that now.

I’ve just been a fool this whole time hoping for something that would never come true. We’re practically at the end of the tour and I feel like everything I did was just a complete waste of time and money. She wants nothing to do with me and I don’t blame her. I heard some people laughing and that made me open my eyes.

I looked over and saw a couple holding hands. He must’ve said something to make the girl laugh and lean into him. A small smile formed onto my lips as my mind thought back to when I first kissed (Y/N).

I had never held someone like this so close to me and feel so comfortable. It just felt so right to hold her in my arms. I looked down at her and slowly lifted her chin up so she could face me properly. My eyes drifted from her own to her mouth. I parted her lips open slightly with my thumb as my hand went to cup her face and glance back up into her eyes.

They look so soft. I wondered what they would feel like.. against mine.

I slowly leaned down and hovered mine over hers, testing to see if this is okay. She didn’t pull away as I stayed there for a moment, hesitating if I should do this.

I wanted to.

She looked like a goddess and I felt like I was in a trance whenever I looked at her. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I couldn’t believe in that moment in time she was mine.

“… Are you.. gonna kiss me or not?” Her voice was so soft that I almost didn’t catch it. It was almost so hard to believe.

I slowly pushed my lips against hers and it felt as if time had stopped and nothing else mattered but her. I moved strands of hair away from her face while she played with my curls, giving them a slight tug and she pulled me in deeper. This feels.. good.. too good. It was like a fire ignited inside my bones and I became addicted to how soft they felt against mine.

When we pulled away, it was as if I came back to reality and remembered where we were. I looked back up at her and smiled. “.. Come back here..” I pulled her in for another kiss and held her body close to mine, smiling against her lips.

Of all things… Why am I remembering this now?

“It’s beautiful out here, no?” I glanced over to my left and saw a woman sitting at another table next to mine. Her wild curly hair slightly covered her face and she held a cup of coffee up to her lips. “Uh.. yeah it is..”

I wasn’t really counting on anybody to be out here this late, much less start a conversation with me. “I’m Gabriella.”

“Joel.”

It stayed silent between us and I couldn’t help but feel a little irritated at the loss of the sweet peacefulness I’ve been craving. “I wasn’t sure if anyone would be up this late.” She chuckled as I nodded. “I couldn’t sleep, boyfriend problems… how about you?”

“Same here… I - I mean, not the.. the boyfriend part. I’m not gay.. not that there’s anything wrong with that, I’m a strong supporter of LGBTQ+ rights. I’m just.. uh haha.. I couldn’t sleep. That’s what I meant to say… ” I cleared my throat and continued looking at the view in front of us, avoiding eye contact.

I mentally slapped myself in the face as I thought of how I could’ve said that much better than I did just now. She laughed and shook her head, taking another sip of her cup of coffee. “I see..”

Great, I made it weird. I can’t talk to girls for shit.

I ran my fingers through my hair and felt my face heat up with embarrassment. “My boyfriend and I have been on the rocks lately.” She started off.

“There’s just so many problems and I honestly can’t keep up with it anymore. We’re just about over and I have mixed feelings about it.”

“Wow.. um.. ” I scratched the back of my neck as I tried to think of a good response. “Mixed feelings how?”

“Well, I remember all of the good times we had in the beginning. Love was very easy and laid back. I hold onto those feelings and wish that we could have it once again. I have mixed feelings because I loved him, but it’s time we called it quits. It’s not the same anymore.”

“Huh… wow that’s uh.. It’s kind of heartbreaking.” She shrugged her shoulders. “It is what it is..” She leaned in slightly and moved a strand of her curly hair away from her face.

“So, pretty boy, what’s your reason? Why are you up this late sitting all alone by yourself? You doing okay?”

Pretty boy?

I nodded and cleared my throat. “Never better.”

“Okay, I don’t know you, but even I could tell that was a lie.” She chuckled. “What gave it away?” I asked.

“Maybe it was your slightly sulking face and the reason why you won’t really make eye contact whenever you answer.”

“I didn’t realize I was in the presence of a body language reader. My bad.” I chuckled and glanced up at her. “Hey, it’s not my fault I’m really good at what I do. Maybe you just suck at hiding the way how you feel.”

“Yeah, you got that right.” I sadly smiled and looked back at the waterfall in front of us. “And besides, can’t a guy just sit out here and enjoy the scenery?” I joked. “He can, but you look like you got a shit ton on your mind.”

“Is it really that obvious?” I asked as she slowly nodded, looking down at her phone for a second when she got a text message. I played with the rings on my fingers and thought how I should answer her question. “... Is it a girl?” I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “Yeah. It is.”

“You know… sometimes it’s better to talk to someone you don’t know rather than family and friends. It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me, I was just curious.” I nodded and let out a soft sigh.

“No it’s just… I’m just thinking about something that happened in the past, is all. Something I wish I could’ve done differently.”

She nodded and stayed silent, wondering if I’m going to elaborate on the story more. “I messed up and I just want to make things right, but… ” I shrugged my shoulders and pouted. “She’s done with me and I think it’s time for me to move on.. “

I’ve never actually said those words out loud before until now.

I cleared my throat and looked up at her. “So that’s my sob story. That’s why I’m all… sulky.” I chuckled and tried to think of a way to change the subject.

“Anyways, that’s pretty much it. I just needed a moment to think about everything.” She nodded her head and played with a strand of her curly hair.

“I understand… I guess we haven’t exactly been the luckiest with love, have we?”

“No we have not.”

I glanced down at my phone and sighed. “Shit..”

“What’s wrong?” She asked. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize the time. My friends and I gotta pack up and be somewhere in a couple hours.”

“Oh, alright then.” She smiled. “I’m real sorry to have to cut this conversation short.” She chuckled and looked up at me. “Don’t worry about it, Joel. I had fun.” I stood up from my seat and grabbed my phone. “It was nice talking to you.”

I started walking towards the door before I felt a hand on my shoulder, turning me around. “Um.. haha I know this probably sounds crazy and I get it if you don’t want to, but is there a way we can keep in touch? I just.. It was nice getting to talk to someone who is really sweet.”

“Uhh yeah.. sure. Do you have Twitter?” She nodded and took out her phone, going straight to the app and opening up her search bar. I did the same as we had both now followed each other.

“Okay, now we can message through here anytime.” I smiled. I looked down at the time once more and cleared my throat. “I’m really sorry, but I really gotta get going.”

“Alright, Joel. It was nice meeting you.”

“It was nice meeting you too.” I nodded her way before walking back inside, going straight towards the elevator and up to my room. As much as I wanted to be alone, I actually didn’t mind her company all that much. She seemed really nice.

Gabriella’s P.O.V.

I waited until he was gone to take out my phone and go straight to my text messages.

‘You could’ve waited until I messaged you first. I was busy’

‘Sorry. I just needed to know’

‘I just “bumped” into him at the hotel he’s staying at’

I waited a few minutes before I received his reply.

‘Good. You know what to do’

‘Okay, forgive me for this, but I don’t get it. I just spent time with the man and I don’t understand why you dislike him so much. He seems like a great guy’

‘I already told you. I want him gone. Do what I’m paying you for and I promise, once my name is everywhere and people talk about me, I’ll make you a star. By you being with him is gonna help you get what you want, trust me. It’s what I did, now look at me. People know who I am because of him’

I shook my head and sighed. I kind of feel guilty about this, but I really need the money…

‘Fine. Whatever you wish, Johann’

Next Chapter

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[zabdidaddi]

zabdiel de jesús - i’ll wait

A/N: this fic is the first in a new series that @tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo​ and i are working on and it’s based on the video of joel tryna hug zabdi bc i still can’t get over that lol. so in accordance with our series, joel is the reader’s best friend here and the reader has a crush on zabdiel

pairings: reader x joel pimentel - best friend; zabdiel de jesús - crush

warnings: ok the ending wasn’t how i planned it and it’s lowkey sad / slight angst towards the end maybe? idk but it’s mostly just fluff

word count: 1k

“Zabdi I just want a hug,” Joel whines. The three of you are supposed to be watching a movie but for the past hour or so, you’ve felt as if you were the only one watching it. You and your best friend Joel had been planning a Harry Potter movie marathon for the longest time and he had begged you to invite Zabdiel because Joel claimed that he loved the series as well. Of course, you agreed…mostly because you had a crush on Zabdiel, but you weren’t going to tell Joel that. However, much to your annoyance, the two of them have just been bickering throughout most of the movie.

Sighing, you peel your gaze away from the TV screen and see Joel trying to wrap his arms around Zabdiel who is struggling to wriggle out from his grasp. The sight of the two of them makes you laugh, which draws Joel’s attention to you. “(Y/N) help me pin him down,” he pleads. With an evil grin, you leap up from where you’re sitting on the couch to help Joel.

“Ay, (Y/N) no,” Zabdiel groans, giving both you and Joel an exasperated look while still trying to pry Joel’s arms away. You grab Zabdiel’s wrists to try to stop him from moving and Joel finally manages to wrap his arms around his torso. A moment later, Zabdiel slumps down in his seat in defeat and glares at you.

“It’s Joel’s fault, not mine,” you say innocently, raising your hands in mock surrender. Zabdiel’s eyes narrow at you and suddenly, his hand shoots out and grabs your wrist, pulling you over to him. “Hey!”

“It’s your fault too,” Zabdiel says, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from running away. You let out an involuntary yelp as his hold on you makes you lose your balance and fall on top of him. Blushing, you try to sit back upright but you feel Joel’s arms go around you as well. 

“Group hug!” Joel smirks mischievously and you roll your eyes. All of a sudden, you realize how close you are to Zabdiel - your face is just inches from his and you’re practically sitting in his lap. Nevertheless, Joel’s arms are wound so tightly around the two of you that you can’t do anything about it anyways. 

“Joel, esto es muy incomodo,” Zabdiel complains. “Para mi y para ella.” Joel pouts but reluctantly lets go a moment later. 

“Fine, I’ll just hug (Y/N) then,” Joel grumbles, but to your surprise, Zabdiel keeps his arm around you.

“No, ella es mía,” He jokes and wraps his other arm around you for good measure. 

“Wow, so neither of my best friends want to give me a hug? Fine,” Joel huffs in mock annoyance. Laughing, you reach your arms out to him but Zabdiel glares at you. 

“No,” Zabdiel says, holding you even tighter to him. “I already said tu eres mía.” His words make your heart flutter, but you just raise your eyebrows and shrug. You settle into a more comfortable position and rest your head against his chest. Once he’s sure that you’re not going to slip away again, his arms around your waist relax a bit. As you snuggle closer to him, you feel a sudden urge to confess your feelings. You’ve liked him for a while now, and this moment just seems to be the perfect time to finally tell him...

“Zabdi?” You whisper, tilting your head up to look at him. When he glances down at you, you feel his heartbeat pick up.

“Hmm?”

Your heart pounds in your chest as his eyes search yours. You open your mouth to speak the words you’ve been waiting to say for the past few years but nothing comes out. The spark in you that flared up dies down just as quickly. What were you thinking? Zabdiel is literally a celebrity and he has probably had more hookups than people you’ve ever met in your life. You’ve had to remind yourself of that countless times. But sometimes, in the fleeting gazes the two of you exchanged, you think - just for a moment - that he might like you back. 

“Nothing,” You say after a while and lay your head back on his chest. There’s nothing more you want than to tell him that you really like him, but you can’t seem to muster up the courage to do so anymore. So once again, you wait for him to tell you that he likes you too. You always do. 

“Estás bien?” He asks gently and you feel the vibrations from his voice. You nod and keep your gaze trained on the movie, ignoring the tears prickling your eyes. Neither of you say anything afterwards but for you, his presence is more than enough. After a few moments, you feel your thoughts start to drift away and your eyes flutter shut. As you drift off into a light sleep, you don’t notice Zabdiel gazing softly at you in his arms. 

“Ooh, you’re whipped,” Joel teases Zabdiel who shushes him. Joel’s expression softens a little as he glances at you, then back at Zabdiel. “She likes you too, you know.” Zabdiel avoids his gaze and gives a slight shake of his head. His heart aches to tell you that he’s in love with you, but with you being Joel’s best friend and living thousands of miles away while they were touring… 

Closing his eyes briefly, Zabdiel tries to disperse the thoughts of being with you. When he opens them, he gazes at you, taking in each of your features one by one as if seeing you for the last time and imprinting them in his mind so that he can picture your face again when he’s away. He swallows the lump in his throat and tears his gaze away from you. Even if you can’t be together, he tells himself, at least you’re here with him now. 

And that would have to be enough. 

[richardscamacho]

how cnco would comfort you after a breakup

how best friend!cnco would comfort you after a breakup.

christopher

after such a traumatic breakup, christopher’s main goal would be to keep you uplifted and happy. he’ll do this by complimenting you endlessly, saying things like “you were out of their league anyway!” and “dry your eyes, baby, you’re still the baddest bitch”. really, he just wants to help you see that although one person did you horribly wrong, you shouldn’t completely shut down. he would want to remind you of all the best parts of yourself in order to ensure that you don’t lose touch with them. it may feel as though he’s being a little too persistent, but he comes from a place of love and that will be evident. even if you push him away for a little bit in order to grieve, he’ll always be right there to pick up where you left off.

richard

given that richard is a father, he may have a more mature approach to this than most. he’s always been more of an older brother figure in your life, so he’ll never shy away from telling you things you need to hear, even if you don’t want to. however, he would never phrase things harshly or in a way that he suspects may hurt your feelings. instead, he’ll tread lightly, only speaking once he’s sure you’re in the right mental state to not only hear what he has to say, but to process it as well. he would take your side wholeheartedly, though he would want it to be abundantly clear that you can’t spend everyday crying in bed over this person, as well as why you shouldn’t. every time you feel like giving in and texting them, he’s right there to knock some sense into you in the most loving way possible.

zabdiel

zabdiel is the friend you turn to when you want to rage. not only are you so close, you’re positive that anything you tell him won’t be spread around, but he would have a lot of rage of his own toward your previous significant other. he’ll let you speak your piece for as long as you like, interjecting every so often with an opinion of his own. he may even be a little irritated at himself, as he had a feeling that there was something up with your ex. however, because there was no evidence and he didn’t want to spoil your happiness, he kept his mouth shut and simply reminded you that if things went south he would be there to catch you. he had seen you get your heart broken so many times and now he had no choice but to watch once more, so he would be scolding himself for not finding a way to prevent it (even though that wasn’t possible).

joel

joel is someone you know you can turn to no matter what. while he has a habit of coming across disinterested and cold, you’ve been best friends long enough to know that this is never personal, that it’s just how he is. he never fails to come through for you in your time of need, so this is surely no exception; seeing you so fragile and hurt would make his cold exterior melt a little. all he wants to do is make your pain go away, as he hates that this has happened to you time and time again. he wouldn’t really ask if you want to talk about it, he would merely assume that you do and silently offer a listening ear once you feel as though you’re ready. he’d let you rest your head on his shoulder and spill your guts, nodding along as you do so. he’ll offer advice—some of which is helpful, some of which is jokingly vengeful. he really does have a big heart, even if he doesn’t show it all the time. this would be one of the times he allows all of this to fall away though, for as long as you need it to.

erick

in all honesty, erick wouldn’t be entirely sure how to console you after such a terrible experience. with your friendship dynamic, you’re typically the one taking care of him, so this isn’t a situation that’s very familiar to him. despite this, he would very much want to try to help you through this emotional time. he would want to take baby steps, as he’s a little afraid of making things worse, which he would begin by timidly asking if you’re alright. though you’ll likely say yes, he would instantly know that this is just a front. he knows you and he knows that you feel as though you have to be strong for him because that’s how it’s always been in the past. looking up at you with those vulnerable green eyes, he’ll softly reassure you that you don’t have to be anything for him, that it’s okay to feel what you’re feeling and that he’ll be there for the entirety of it.

[papichriscnco]

CNCO Head Cannon ~ Someone Walks In On You

Richard

Each one of your limbs is tied to the bed and he is walking around the bed wearing his boxers with a whip in his hands.

Neither of you notice when his sibling walks in

“What the fuck?” Yashua shouts freaking out 

Richard’s head bounces over and he freaks the fuck out

He quickly covers you with a random blanket that had been tossed on the floor.

Yashua runs out 

“Dude, you get a good fucking look?” 

Richard is running out after Yashua angry af

You’re still tied to the bed and you pull at the rope but it just ends up hurting you

He runs back in the room 

“Sorry.” he mutters

Quickly unties you.

“You okay?”

You nod and once you’re free, Richard runs after Yashua angry for not walking out straight away.

Erick

You were caught in reverse cowgirl

He was sitting up and you were on top, head thrown back

His mum knocked on the door but you were too distracted and didn’t respond

she walked in but lucky for you, you were still wearing a bra and had a sheet covering the bottom half of you.

As soon as your eyes met hers, you quickly bounced off bringing the blankets up to your chest covering Erick as well

“W-Why did you stop?” Erick has no realisation

“S-sorry.” his mum mutters and runs out

“Fuck.” Erick freaks out

Instantly you both get out of bed and get dressed

“What do I do?” he is so worried about his mum

Doesn’t know how to react

Not sure what to do 

You both get dressed and walk out ashamed 

Never mentions it again

Joel

Caught in missionary 

His younger brother walks in while you’re kissing and Joel is hovering over you

He quickly shuts the door and walks out. 

Joel’s head pops out from the blankets when he hears the door close

“Oh my gosh.” you mutter

Joel knows it’s just his brother because no one else was home so he convinces you to finish up

Once you’re both done, Joel goes to talk to his brother

Makes sure that he didn’t see you naked

Apologises to his brother because he feels bad that he had to see it

You walk in and apologise

Just makes his brother more embarrassed 

Zabdiel

Caught in doggy style

Your head is down so you don’t realise when one of his cousins walks in

“Sorry!” 

His cousin runs out of the room and your head bounces up

Zabdiel quickly pulls away from you

He isn’t too panicked

More so embarrassed but also not embarrassed

He kisses you while you freak out 

“What are we going to do?”

“Nena, it’s fine! Don’t worry.”

Shrugs, “let’s just sleep.”

“Go talk to your cousin!”

He doesn’t want to

The mood has been ruined so he just wants to sleep

You bug him enough so he apologises to his cousin and then walks back in the room to sleep

“My cousin said you shouldn’t be embarrassed. Now can we sleep?”

You fall asleep in each others arms.

Chris

You and Chris were in a position you had never tried

you were standing, bent over and he was holding your hands to hold you up

You were both moaning loudly and his older brother walked in 

“Fuck.” he laughed quickly walking out

You quickly stood up pulling away but Chris pulled on your hands and you were back in your position

You giggled and the both of you finished before Chris got dressed

“Do you think we should apologise to your brother?”

“No. Lets just sleep.”

You are more worried and embarrassed than he is

“Please go talk to your brother.” you mutter after trying to sleep

“huh?”

“I’m embarrassed, please say sorry.”

He laughs and goes to apologise but his brother and him just end up laughing together and forgetting about the entire interaction

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[tweetiebirb]

YOU WHAT!

Ngl I miss his long hair

Prompt

Person A: “What were you thinking about?”

Person B: “Nothing.”

Person A: “Oooh~ you were about to profess your undying love for me, weren’t you?”

Person B: “Actually, Yeah I was”

Person A: “Wait… What?’

Setting : Backstage at the Bell center in montreal, Canada where the boys are going to perform

Time : Approximately an hour or two before the show

Who: Christopher velez

Word count: 389 words

Summary: You’ve been friends with the boys for roughly a year now. You guys are always bantering (don’t know if that’s a verb but it is one now) and joking around 24/7. Although you do have a certain soft spot for a big brown-eyed boy from Ecuador. Christopher and you have been secretly seeing each other for a few months now and one night he lets it slip.

It’s currently five in the afternoon, the show doesn’t start for another two hours excluding the opening act's performance. You and the boys are in the dressing room fucking around like you always are, Soundcheck just finished and the boys are buzzing with energy excited to see what the Montreal crowd has in store for them seeing as it’s their first time performing in this city. You’re sat on a three-seater couch with Christopher. The both of you on opposite sides with your legs propped up on his. “Erick!” the 23-year-old girl yells “Erick! you need to stop before you hurt your ankle like limpy over there!” Richard looks at you in shock with a face that could be best described as a <know you did not just say that about me face> “No eres Divertida, you old ass” Erick said with a straight face until he busted out laughing. Meanwhile, you kept a straight face looking him dead in the eyes saying “Que te la pique un pollo” and that’s what started an extensive list of stupid insults between you and the Cuban. During your little insult contest with Erick, Christopher is staring at you admiring every little thing about you like the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled, or how your lips pursed just a little when you were speaking, or how you would push your head back when Erick was throwing an insult at you. Christopher was stuck in this trans for quite a while and he didn’t notice until the whole room went silent. “¿Hola? Tierra a Christo” You said while waving your hand delicately in front of his face. 

“What were you thinking about?”

“Nothing. Don’t worry about it”

 “Oooh~ I know! You were about to profess your undying love for me, weren’t you?” Teased the young laid back girl. 

“Actually… Yeah, I was” 

“Wait. What?” 

“(Y/N), I love you.” Christopher’s words left you all stunned 

“I-I love you to Christo but damn you could’ve made this a little more romantic” You teased 

“Ha. Ha. Just shut up and kiss me will ya!” You, of course, obliged to his request and leaned in to kiss the man you loved 

“What the fuck did we just witnessed” was all you heard before you all busted out laughing and got back to your usual stuff.

(A/N) So this is my first fic after my long as hiatus (that came embarrassingly early) and I hope you guys like it! I'm also posting this from my phone since my laptop is dead so the lay out is trash but whatever. DEUCES !

-Izeult -xox-

[icybloggss]

He is *chefs kiss* so beautiful 😍

[bluewatersfairy]

i wanna see you - j.p

a/n: just wanted to write something short and then this happened.  a nameless joel piece (please note i am otherwise a strong supporter of sub!joel)

inspired by mila j’s verse in ‘on the way’

synopsis: friday night self-care ft. friends w/ benefits

warnings: mature content

word count: circa 6300

•••

friday nights were so often spent alone and filled with her guilty pleasures.  she didn’t mind being alone, truly.  there was something so attractive to her about spending the evening in her favourite burgundy lingerie set and sipping a glass (or bottle) of wine.  she went back and forth between watching trashy reality tv and dancing around her bedroom to her monthly playlists.  stress was never an issue on friday nights.

this friday, however, was one where she wouldn’t have minded some company.  it had been a long week of constant and endless work.  dropping her work load at the door hadn’t been so easy once she stepped inside.  it was while she was undressing that she found something that caught her attention and pulled her away from that stress.

a golden wrapper by her bed had caught the reflection of the last sliver of sunlight right as she was tossing her blouse to the side.  she ambled towards it and carefully picked it up, thinking back to the night it was from, she turned it over in her hands.  a small smirk and it was thrown into her small rubbish bin, supposedly forgotten as she made her way down the hall to her bathroom.

one hot shower later and she was stood in front of her mirror admiring her own body.  beads of water still glistened on her dark skin and the warm lights above her made them glow golden.  her eyes followed her hands as they dragged down her body.  her baby smooth skin was replaced by his larger, rougher ones.  she didn’t dare tear her eyes away.  

she gasped at the thought and his hands dragged back up her body.  her erect nipples caught onto his palms but before she could react, his hands were on her neck.  her head rolled back and she breathed out a long-kept moan.  

touch me there…

finding herself in the mirror again, she let her hands drop.  she reached for her dark, fluffy towel that was on the heating rack beside her and began to pat her body dry.  there was too much she wanted to do tonight for her to get caught up in the thought of him so early.  so, he was pushed to the back of her mind and she got herself dressed in a new lingerie set she’d picked out the week before.

with a busy and never ending schedule, it was easy for someone like her to get lost in her work.  she’d seen it happen to people she’d gone to school with, her mother too.  that burnt-out, self-deprecating, no-good state that could ruin a person.  it was horrible to witness and she never let herself think of how horrible it would be to experience.  it was why her friday nights were so important.  she needed that weekly night of self-care and self-love.  it kept her grounded and in lingerie, it was difficult to avoid feeling like the empowered, sensual, boss-ass lady she is.  

new lingerie was always an event.  she enjoyed browsing the stores waiting for something to catch her eye and she could never find the right words to explain how good she always felt wearing a set for the first time.  but this week, she was still a bit thrown off by her latest addition to her collection.  it was similar to the other sets she owned.  she knew what looked good on her and she stuck to it.  there was nothing she loved more than her breasts pushed together and her waist and hips hugged to show their beautiful curves off.  she loved how soft they made her stomach look, how much sex they added to her pouch.  this new set had all of that but still, it was a bold choice for her.

she always chose dark colours.  deep aubergine purples, dark wine reds, classic blacks and emerald greens.  she loved them all and the way they looked on her was devilish.  she couldn’t deny it and neither could anyone who was lucky enough to see her in them.  she shied away from the lighter colours, never thinking twice about her decision to.

that was until earlier that week.  she wasn’t even sure what it was that had her searching for her size in the set that was laying on the bed in front of her.  she adored the floral design in the lace and the way it shaped her body.  it was so important to her that what she wore to be sexy embraced the extra parts of her and when she first tried this piece on, she could have cried how perfectly it did it.  but now she wasn’t so sure if she wanted to put it on.  she could hear her berry red set calling her name…

she shook the thought away.  she wasn’t going to give into those thoughts that kept her in a bubble.  that was a dangerous thing and she wasn’t about to stunt her growth when she’d already spent the money on it, and a decent amount to say the least.  she bit her bottom lip and carefully put the set on.  it was soft against her skin, so soft.  

she pulled on a short, sheer black dressing gown that had silk detailing and poured herself a glass of wine.  she hummed along to the sounds of ty dolla $ign that echoed from the corner of her room, swirling her hips carelessly.  she held the television remote in her hands as she politely asked her google assistant to pause her music and draped herself over her bed, turning on her reality tv show of choice.

she didn’t know if it was this particular show or the red wine she was drinking but she was completely distracted from everything.  her perfectly manicured nails were constantly dragging up and down the side of her thigh from where she laid.  she traced the stretch marks that littered her upper thighs and let her nails sink deeper into her skin as they ran over the flesh of her ass.  she couldn’t seem to stop.  she just wanted to feel it, to have someone touch her.

the whiny voices from her television were ignored as she sat up.  her phone sat alone in its forest green case on her dresser, begging her to use it.  she considered it and knocked back the last splash on wine in her glass.  the walk across her bedroom had never felt longer.  she refused to rush, not wanting to give into the thought that she wanted someone, craved them even.  she was perfectly fine on her own, it just might be nice to have some company if he was around; at least that was what she was telling herself.

she was happily surprised to see he had texted her no more than twenty minutes prior.  it was a rather bland text, though she’d found he was often that way.  not that she minded.  she was never really one to text too much or do anything, so to speak, over text.  

she was a direct person and the art of flirty-texting seemed to not involve to-the-point texts.  too many people danced around the subject at hand when all she wanted was someone to say if they were on the same page or not.  she figured that was probably why she liked him so much.  he wasn’t going to mess around with asking what she was doing or imply that they should do something.  if he wanted to see her, he would tell her.  

she replied to his text with a simple greeting, just as he had her and waited for his reply.  she spent the time between texts checking herself over in her mirror.  the hesitation and uncertainty that she had felt earlier had completely disappeared.  she liked the contrast the lighter colour had on her skin and she was again proven that she knew the style that did her justice.  anyone would be lucky to lay eyes on her in a piece like this.  fuck, she felt lucky to see herself in it. 

he didn’t take too long to reply, he never did.  

‘i wanna see you.’

she wondered what he was doing at that moment.  did he want to see her the same way she wanted to see him?  she could picture it now, him laying in his bed under the white duvet.  his hand dangerously close to the waistband on his sweatpants, the material of it tightening as each second passed by.  was he thinking about her hands on his body?

the dots showed on her screen when she finally looked down at her phone to reply but disappeared just as quickly as they appeared.  it was a no-brainer to invite him around.  she wanted to see him too.

his eta was half an hour.  he wasn’t too far away but traffic on a friday night was always a nuisance.  if anything, it gave her time to finish her show and have another glass of wine.  she knew another glass would truly be one more and if she tried hard enough, she could be just as invested in her show as she was every other friday.  so, with a pillow cuddled to her chest, she laid back on her bed and turned her focus back to her television.  and she didn’t let it trail.  for all of ten minutes.  

with a deep sigh, she turned her tv off and scotted to the side of her bed, wine glass still in hand.  her home-laptop was kept under her bed for purposes she didn’t like to speak aloud.  of course, it wasn’t the only reason she used her home-laptop but during her busy months, it sort of was.  which is why it wasn’t so surprising that when she opened its lid and logged in, a video resumed.  

she decided she wouldn’t do anything but watch.  there was nothing wrong with watching and it had seemed she’d stopped the video right at the best part.  she set it back ten seconds and watched the remainder of the video whilst she finished her second glass.  

the sound of skin-on-skin filled the room and muffled moans from both parties served as the song’s lyrics.  she was content and silent as the scene played out.  to the naked eye, she was unphased.  but if one were to look closely, they would notice the occasional squirms and shock waves that were being sent through her core.  when the first video ended, she simply clicked onto the next that caught her eye. 

by the time her doorbell rung, she’d started to feel dizzy from all she was watching.  the first glass of wine had been felt through her body but the second one had gone straight to her sex and it was as if she could see, hear and think of nothing else.  

she almost forgot what she was wearing as she walked through her home to the front door.  she undid the chain and unlocked it to find just who she wanted standing on the other side.  his hands were tucked into the pockets of his grey sweatpants and the black graphic tee he wore made his shoulders seem broader than usual.

“hi.” 

his voice was soft, shy as was the smile that followed.  she returned it, their eyes not leaving one another.

“hi.”

her voice matched his, though not intentionally.  she didn’t know how things could have built up and disappeared so quickly but then again, he looked different than she thought he would.  more soft than sexy.  not that she didn’t know how quickly that could change.

his eyes left hers to travel down her body after a moment of just staring at her.  the first thing he had noticed about her was the crimson stain on her full lips.  he knew instantly that it was from wine and the desire he had to taste was only topped by the desires that followed when he let himself drink in her body.

unlike each time before that they met, she wore pure white, lacy lingerie.  his breath was taken from him as he fully took her in.  never had someone looked so much like an angel before him and never had he ever wanted to touch someone more.  he wasn’t sure what to say, wasn’t sure if he had anything to say.  he just wanted to look at her for a moment longer before he touched her.  

tell me, what’s it like to kiss an angel…

from his pockets, his hands were pulled out and he reached for her neck and waist.  he pulled her close, his head bent and gently, he kissed her.  her lips were soft and sweet as always, the taste of her strawberry lip balm still lingered.  licking into her mouth, he tasted the wine that stained her lips and tongue.  she moaned quietly at the feeling of him and he knew they needed to be in her room.  now. 

they entered her room in a tangle, bumping into almost every piece of furniture they could as they walked.  there was no real reason for them to part.  he knew her apartment well and guessed he could walk it with his eyes closed.  he just wanted to kiss her and touch her.  he wanted to make her feel good and it was the only thing on his mind.  that was until he heard, moaning?

he held his thumb to her lips and lifted his head, scanning her room for the source.  she nipped at his thumb and giggled shyly, her cheeks flushed pink and not from the wine.  she couldn’t believe she’d forgotten to pause the video.  it shouldn’t have been too hard to just push the lid close.

“what are you watching?”

his eyebrows were furrowed and a confused pout rested when he looked down at her.  she smiled and held his rest.  she pressed a delicate kiss to his pulse point and dropped their hands to be between them.  she led him, walking backwards, to her bed and sat him down on the edge.  his eyes never left her, not until she turned his head so he was facing her laptop.

to his surprise, a woman with ruined makeup was on all fours and a man whose face was not in frame was fucking her from behind.  his jaw fell slightly and the snicker she covered with her hand didn’t go unnoticed.  his expression was priceless.  the pure shock, slight confusion and general what-the-fuck combined for something she’d keep in the back of her mind for a while to come.  she couldn’t laugh about it now but she would later.

“oh.”  

he turned his head back to look at her and she nodded her head.  he went to speak again but she cut him off by kissing him.  she held his face in his hands and let her nails drag on the back of his neck.  his legs spread apart and his hands gripped on her hips, pulling her closer to him.  

she tangled her hand in his hair as he guided her legs to straddle him.  he sighed against her lips and together, they laid themselves down on the bed.  his hands dragged down her thigh as she had imagined him doing earlier and gripped at her flesh.  she was pleased by the feeling, humming and squirming on top of him.  

it was a bit of a blur for how he became the one on top of her.  her dressing gown had been shed before he pulled her on top of him and now she was pulling his t-shirt off.  his lips landed on her neck once the material was gone.  her hands racked down his back, feeling the contours while his lips left warm kisses.  he didn’t spend much time on her neck, gently sucking as to not leave a mark on her sweet spot before trailing down to her chest.  

he kissed the exposed skin of her breasts and cupped them through the lace with his hands.  she gasped at the feeling, her body arching so her breasts were closer to his face.  he rubbed his thumbs over her nubs and she whined, his lips still on her chest.

“more, more.”

she managed to get out between gasps, her hand in his messy hair.  she wanted to feel him on her, not through her lingerie.  when she’d first put the set on, she hadn’t wanted to take it off.  now, it was the only thing on her mind.  

“i’ll get there.”

his voice was calm but assertive and she found herself nodding her head, yes.  as she swallowed, she became aware, once more, of the porn playing on her laptop.  it was within her reach and she removed her hand from his back to close it.  only for her to be stopped, her wrist pinned to the bed.

he was now hovering over her, looking down with darkened eyes and swollen lips.  

“leave it.”

she, again, nodded her head yes.  she was surprised though.  she knew, just like everyone else, that he didn’t watch porn and had guessed he didn’t want their time together to be interrupted by it.  she didn’t mind being wrong.  there was something about it that excited her.

“okay.”

he smiled down at her.  he let her wrist go and watched her move it back to rest on her stomach.  his own hand reached for her thigh, propping it up so he could ease himself between her legs.  

he kissed her and let himself push against her.  their kisses had left the slow and steady place they’d started with and felt much more rushed.  she spread her legs with the urgency, bringing him closer with the little power she had over him.  she could feel him through his sweatpants and could see the print before he was on top of her.  the thought of it was enough to make her melt.  

he was so intoxicated by kissing her that he barely noticed her sitting up.  she raised the two of them until she could reach between them.  she dragged her hands down the toned muscles he took such pride in and only stopped when she had reached his waistband.  she guided his lips away from her own and caught her breath while he kissed over her cheek, ear, jaw and neck.  

the drawstrings were easy to untie blind but feeling for his member, both blind and through material, was not.  when she had, he let out a sinful groan against her neck that sent her eyes rolling back.  she bit her bottom lip and tried, as lightly as she could, to grasp him.  his teeth skimmed her neck before he stood up, helping her to pull down both her sweatpants and his briefs.  

now a heap on the floor, he was going to lean back down to kiss her only to see she’d sat up fully.  her lips pressed to his chest and she looked up at him through thick lashes as she began to kiss down the plane of his stomach.  her pastel nails dragged over his strong thighs and as her lips met his pubic bone, she picked him up in her hand.  he was hard, concrete hard and she could feel her mouth watering.  she couldn’t decide where she wanted him first but the precum that leaked from the tip told her so.  

she wrapped her pretty lips around his tip and swirled her tongue to gather the clear substance.  he moaned, his eyes closing at the sensation.  his hand rested on top of her head, though he applied no pressure and took no control.  she didn’t keep him in her mouth too long but spat on it as she pulled away.  she dragged her hand up and down his shaft, gently kissing his tip before trailing kisses back up his torso.  by the time she’d reached his mouth, he’d had enough of this teasing, especially because he could see the hand between her thighs.

he held her waist as he kissed her, the taste of her mouth different than before.  he smirked, thinking just how nice he paired with wine.  he turned her body in his hand like she was nothing and she let his cock drop.  with her back to him, he laid her down on the bed, her ass staying propped up as he wanted.

“can you see your laptop okay?”

she turned her neck and checked but found it was at an awkward angle.  he adjusted it slightly and waited for her approval.  he didn’t want her to strain her neck.

“that’s perfect.”

she confirmed after a few adjustments.  it was funny to him.  the perfect angle for her just happened to be the perfect one for him too.  

little was spoken as her panties were pulled down her legs.  with the white lace removed, her throbbing sex was revealed in all its glory.  she was wet and swollen like he’d never seen before.  it excited him.  he eased his thumb through her slits and rolled it gently over her clit.  the sigh of sweet serenity she let out was music to his ears and he never wished to be starved of it.  

moments like these were ones they savoured.  busy schedules that never aligned led to very little time together.  yet, the urgency of that night had caught up with their desires and he could barely wait another moment to be inside of her.  his desires darkened his eyes and voice.  he swore under his breath as he guided the tip of his cock through her folds, her arousal glistening on his member.

as he slid into her, he brought her hips up to meet his.  she eased herself onto all fours and arched her back, pushing her hips even closer to his.  he tilted his chin up and inhaled deeply.  she was so tight around him, pulsating and hot on his cock.  his view was one that dreams were made of.  the white lace of her lingerie just looked so right.  she was an angel and he got to have his way with her, however he wanted.

the sound of their skin smacking together soon filled the room, the smell of sex heightening as he fucked into her faster.  her pleading words were divine as were her whiny moans.  she just wanted him inside her and had never been so vocal about it.  he loved hearing her beg.  it was new, something he hadn’t heard before.  it left him dumbstruck until he heard her plead louder.  he gave her exactly what she was asking for.

“just like that baby, fuck i love it.”

he groaned at her words, his eyes rolling back as her pussy clenched around him.  his eyes returned to where they met and he watched himself pull out of her before fucking back in.  it was easy to see the effect he had on her.  her pussy was creamy on his dick and he was determined to take it all from her.  seeing it lit an urge that he couldn’t wait to itch.  he wanted a taste.

he moved his left hand from where it gripped on her hip and rested it on top of the curve of her ass.  he could feel the motion they’d created in the jiggle of her cheeks.  he pushed down ever so lightly on the small of her back, pushing her ass further into the air and opening it to him.  he licked his lips and very lightly let his thumb touch her other hole.  

entering uncharted territory, he waited cautiously for a reaction.  he expected a solid ‘no’, one that could not be argued with.  but he was met with no protest.  so, he spat directly on it and let his thumb rub circles over it, adding more pressure than before.  she hummed in response, and lifted her front from the bed.  she threw her head back and let a moan ring clear while her hips rolled against his.

“you’re just what this pussy needed.”

he let out an unmistakable groan at her words and looked over her body.  what had seemed unclear about the lingerie piece she was wearing before, suddenly became very clear.  he had wanted to take the top piece off when they’d first started but his mind was so muddled with lust, he could barely step one foot in front of the other.  now, it seemed so obvious he felt almost stupid for not recognising it earlier.  

his pace slowed as he focused more on his attention on removing the piece.  it was taking a fair amount of brain power and though his stroke was still satisfying, she was trying to see what it was he had gotten distracted by.  once it’s loose, it was discarded on the other side of her bed.  

his rough fingertips dragged up her spine leaving a trail of goosebumps behind them.  when he reached the top of her neck, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her up so her back was to his chest.  he nipped at her ear with his hand wrapped around her throat, his eyes focused to her breasts.  her dark nipples were erect and swollen.  he knew just how sensitive they were and wanted to play with them.  

“touch me, touch me please, baby.”

she didn’t have to say anything more for him to know exactly what she wanted.  he kissed her, their teeth clashing as they fought to be connected for longer.  her chapstick lingered on his lips and she felt a flutter in the pit of her stomach.  their kiss is short and his tongue is quickly replaced with his long fingers.  their eyes find one another as she sucks.  he pulled them out once he was sure they were wet enough.  

he showed no hesitation as he cupped her tit in his hand.  he massaged her gently, feeling like a god with her so vulnerable in the palm of his hand.  using his fingers that were wet from her spit, he grazed over her nipple.  she gasped at the feeling and when he moved to pinch it, she cried out.  

her panting breaths had her pressed flush against his front.  he no longer needed to hold her in her place and with his stroke at such a slow pace, he could stay inside her easily.  he let his hand fall down her body and left a gentle, loving touch against her pouch before he reached his destination in the junction between her thighs.  

“oh my god, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

her cries could be heard outside all four walls and his fingers continued to work her pearl and breast.  like a pleasant time-loop, he was surrounded by the cries of his name and pure bliss.  the shake of her body built his ego.  no one could ever say he didn’t know his way around a woman’s body.  he could feel her on the edge of her big o and he knew if he kept at it, he’d have her melted on the floor without the need for a pale of water.

right when she was about to fall over, a verbal warning the final straw, he let her go and watched her fall onto her arms in front of him.  he stayed still, a single bead of sweat rolling down his cheek as his chest heaved.  he watched her catch her breath with greedy eyes.  his mind was scattered.  he was searching for what he wanted to do next but he knew he wouldn’t start again until her orgasm had mostly disappeared.  it was questionable if it fully would as he was still inside of her; her pussy’s grip on him was almost important to pull out of.  

she took a sharp inhale, her breathing somewhat regular and pulled herself up again.  she turned her head to look back at him and offered him a smile.  he looked beautiful at that moment.  his toned torso was covered in a thin layer of sweat.  he appeared to sparkle in the dull lighting of her room.  she had never seen someone so intoxicating.

she opened her mouth to speak, a cocky smirk toying at the corner of her mouth.  but before she could even form a sentence, he’d pulled his hips back and knocked the wind out of her.  his large hands gripped tight on her hips.  her cocky smirk turned to a smile of pleasure and with her eyes closed, she pushed back into him, humming at the feeling.

his pace was different than before.  he’d slowed his hips, no longer thinking about speed, and was instead using them to find the spots within her that drove her crazy.  the first few times he passed one by, she’d moan his name like a game of ‘hot & cold’ but instead of hot it was his four lettered name and instead of cold it was a low moan.  he knew when he’d hit it though because she’d scream out his name and when he’d hit it once, it was difficult to miss again.  

the control he had over her was short-lived when her hips started to meet his thrust.  he encouraged it with a devilish smile and even offered her assistance.  he grabbed onto her lower neck with both hands and helped force her back against his dick causing loud smacking sounds to greet them.

“give it to me baby, just give it all to me.”

her moans grew louder at his words and strangled sounds of his name fell from her mouth each time they met.  he loved having her like this, loved seeing her ass bounce.  the harder he forced her back on him, the more it jiggled and the louder she moaned.  

his weaker hand released its grip on her neck and dragged down her back.  her body reacted to his touch vocally, a sweet whine following his trail.  he stopped at her ass and felt the plush flesh as they continuously slapped into one another.  he hesitated for a moment before spanking, just to see her ass jiggle, just to see his handprint on her.  

she felt dizzy at the sensation, almost unable to fully take notice of what he had done.  when he did the same to her other cheek, she found herself cry out louder.  she had the biggest smile pulled onto her face when his hands landed on her hips.  the way he guided her body against his thrusts highlighted the way the knot in her stomach was beginning to unravel, and my, didn’t she love the rush it sent through her.

he knew it too.  he’d become somewhat of an expert on her body during their time together and he could read her like no other.  while she was usually a walking mystery, in the bedroom, he read her like an open book.  it was an ego boost too and he was fishing for another.

“this my pussy, love?”

he asked, his voice dark and husky.  the way he felt was almost completely hidden by the confidence in his voice, the cocky demeanor he’d acquired was a mask to it all.  

“yes.” 

her voice was breathless, barely above a whisper and nowhere near good enough for him.  he asked again but this time, he dropped his hand beneath them to rub her clit.  her body jolted forward at the added pressure and almost lost her composure.

“oh god, it’s your pussy.  it’s your fucking pussy.”

he smirked as she yelled for the neighbours to hear.  her body arched and he wrapped his hand in her hair, pulling her back while their bodies sounded like a standing ovation.

“cum on my shit then, baby girl.”

he let go of her hair as the pet name left his lips and like a switch, she fell onto her forearms.  her hips continued to meet his thrust but only for a few moments before she sung her song, letting him know she’d met her climax.  she was wet against his cock and the lewd sounds her pussy made filled the air as she fell silent, her mouth agape in a silent scream. 

“fuck, you just feel so good inside me.”

she glanced over her shoulder and smiled at him as he pulled out of her.  she rolled over and raised to her knees so she could kiss him.  his bottom lip was swollen pink from him biting back his moans.  she couldn’t help but catch it between her lips, sucking and nibbling as she played with his hair.  he was so caught up with her tongue in his mouth, he didn’t recognise her hand trailing down his body until she grabbed his dick in her hands.

he pulled back from the kiss, his head thrown back as she started to jerk him off.  she bit her bottom lip as she watched his mouth open and close and his eyes flutter shut.  he looked so handsome, she just wanted him all to herself.  

his eyes returned to her when she let go of him.  she waited for him to focus on her before she raised her hand and licked a straight line up her palm.  her tongue was coated in the sweet and salty concoction that covered his dick.  she moaned at the flavour, closing her eyes as she reached the same hand between her thighs to play in the mess they’d made.    

he grabbed hold of her wrist before she could touch herself.  his grip was tight, strong and stopped her train of thought abruptly.  she stayed stationary, looking up at him with hooded eyes, begging him to tell her what to do.  

“lay down.”

she nodded her head, eyes never leaving his as she laid back down.  her hands dragged teasingly up her sides to rest at her breasts.  she pushed them together the way she knew he liked and waited for his next move, challenging him in silence.  

he pushed her legs apart slowly, exposing her hot, wet, pulsating pussy to him.  she looked so pretty, no one dry part of her centre and inner thighs.  he ran a finger through her folds.  her body twitched as he bumped into her clit and she sighed when he removed his finger to suck her juices off.  

“you taste so good.”

he lowered his head, dangerously close to where she needed him most.  his hot breath fanned over her, causing her skin to tingle in anticipation.  instead, his lips landed on the pouch of her stomach.  he kissed over the angel trails that littered her skin and began to leave an angel trail of his own up her body.  he stopped only when he reached her breasts.  

he grabbed a handful of each and took her peak into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves while his thumb rolled the other.  he switched between the two and watched as she squirmed under him, his name floating around as a gasp and a moan.  

once he was satisfied, he sat back and looked over her naked body.  she was a sight to see, his aphrodite in all her beauty.  he licked his bottom lip as he started to jerk himself, his chest rising and falling at a quicker pace.  she smiled up at him in a way he somehow knew she only gave him.  he positioned his tip at her entrance and looked up at her, searching her face for any sign of uncertainty.

“you ready?”

“yes.” 

he reentered her warm hole at her confirmation and they both let out a content moan.  he circled her clit with his thumb as he started to thrust into her, each time their hips connected, their moans mixed together.  

at first, his thrusts were slow and steady.  he was savour the way she felt around him and was determined to make her come again.  it was easier for him to focus on her clit with a slow pace.  but that was only at first.  when her pussy started gripping and clasping around his cock, he lost his patience.

he was no longer doing this for her.  it was all about him.

her hands dragged down his back as his hips quickened, her nails leaving red streaks over his skin.  he was fully on top of her now and she preferred it.  every moan and groan that escaped his lips went directly in her ear.  her eyes almost rolled back each time he fucked into her and hearing him was like the cherry on top.  

as his thrusts came faster, her cries grew louder.  the urgency and new roughness in his movements made it clear to her that what he was doing, was now for him.  she quite liked the thought, that he was using her to feel good.  the more she pondered it, the wetter she got.  he was taking what he needed from her, using her body to reach his peak.  he no longer cared for making her feel good and somehow, that made her feel even better.

he’s close, she could feel it in the stutter of his hips and his sloppier stroke.  he could barely get anything out, a broken i’m was all that fell from his plump lips.  his mind was going fuzzy as the knot in his lower stomach was nearing its breaking point.  

“give it to me.”

she cried out, her nails dragging down his back and breaking through clouds to focus his vision.  her legs were beginning to shake and her voice was cracking.  he fought through the rush and didn’t slow himself.

“give it to me daddy.”

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thank you so much for reading, hope you enioyed!!

[emsy55]

Stress relief (Joel Pimentel Smut)

Request: @aimeecarreros requested “doin the dirty with Joel before a show” for her friend @mamileon. I hope you like it :)

Summary: Joel has a bad day, but he has a show. So you make him feel better so he doesn’t ruin the show.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex

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You run after Joel as he storms off stage. He walks into his dressing room as he slams the door behind him. It’s clear that it’s not his day. The boys were just rehearsing their dances and doing a soundcheck for their show that starts in an hour. Joel has never had problems during these, but today was different. He could not make these mistakes during the concert, it would not be good for their reputation. 

Before you open the door that Joel just slammed, Richard grabs your arm and says “I don’t know what’s wrong with him today, but I know that you can solve it. So please do it, so he doesn’t ruin our show.” He winks as he lets go of your arm.

You walk in and see Joel sitting down with his hands in his hair. You walk towards him and straddle his lap. You don’t say anything, just grab his face and kiss him.

You see, lately, things haven’t been going very well between the two of you. He’s been very stressed because of all the rehearsals, shows and interviews. And you’ve been so busy with university and some problems with your family. Both of you being so stressed, wasn’t good for your relationship. You didn’t give each other the attention you both needed, because you were so caught up with your own problems. You didn’t realize what effect it had on him, until now. 

In this kiss, you can feel how needy he is. You can feel that he missed this. He missed the affection, passion, and attention. But so did you. It feels good to not think about your problems, to just enjoy your moment with Joel and not care about anything else. 

This kiss is different than usual. Usually, his kisses are very slow and sweet. This kiss is very needy and passionate. He's softly sucking and biting on your lip. You're both breathing heavily, your hands are tugging his hair as his hands travel under your shirt to unclasp your bra. 

You pull away from the kiss and eagerly pull his shirt over his head. He chuckles as he sees how impatient you are. Before he gets the chance to do it, you take off your shirt and bra. Without hesitation, you press your bare chest against his. The feeling of his warm chest against your cold body is amazing. Your lips are pressed on his again, as you're holding him tight. Your nails are digging in his shoulder blades, as his hands are underneath your skirt, firmly pressed against your ass. His tongue is exploring your mouth as your grinding against his clothed crotch. Your skirt is lifted, so your thin cotton thong is rubbing against his jeans. His dick is rock hard. The friction of his jeans against your wet pussy feels amazing. 

Joel notices that you start getting close, and he doesn't want you to cum yet. He wants to be inside you when it happens. He wants to feel your pussy clench around his dick. He stands up, takes off his pants and presses you against the cold wall. He loves your skirt so he doesn't want you to take it off. He rips off your panties and presses his dick against your entrance. He rubs his tip against your pulsing clit for a few seconds. Then, he puts his dick inside you. he's moving a little slower than usual. He's taking his time to hit the right places, to go real deep. He just started, but you're already seeing stars. You're moaning in his mouth as you're biting his lip. Your legs are around his waist, your hands are in his hair. 

It's funny how time doesn't seem to exist in this small room. You can both hear all the noise from outside. everyone is in a hurry, trying to get everything ready for the show that's about to start. But here you are, not thinking about any of these things. All you care about is enjoying this moment. You're not used to this, Joel is usually too focussed on the show. He's always scared that someone would interrupt you, or that he'd be too late for the show. But not now. Right now, he just cares about you.

Joel knows he's hitting the spot, over and over again. He can hear it from the way your moaning, he can see it in your eyes, he can feel the way your pussy is clenching. 

"Baby" he breathes out

"I want you to rub your clit. Show me what you do when I'm not around." He says while looking you straight in your eyes. 

You're surprised. This is not the first time he asks this, but it's the first time he asks it with this confidence. he's usually so embarrassed about this. he's usually too shy to admit that he likes watching his girl rub herself while his fucking her. But not right now.

You put your finger in your mouth, and then bring it to your pussy. You slowly rub circles on your pulsing clit. Joel is looking at the way you rub yourself. You know it's driving him insane, and you love it. 

His thrusts don't get faster, but they get even harder and deeper than before. You are now screaming so loud, not thinking about all the people on the other side of these thin walls. 

"Fuck, I missed this baby. I missed seeing you like this, I missed fucking you like this." He mumbles while his lips are still pressed against yours, and you can feel his warm breath in your mouth.

You want to answer, but you're at a point where you can't speak anymore. You're just moaning loudly as your fingers are tangled in his hair, while your other hand is still playing with your pussy. 

You cum, without being able to warn him. A loud scream escapes your lips as you pull his hair hard. Your body is shaking and you're breathing heavily.

"Do you want me to stop," Joel asks, as he's concerned that he'll hurt you.

"No baby, please don't. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your cum dripping down my thighs while I watch you performing on that stage. I don't want to be one of these fangirls that are dreaming of fucking you. I want to be the girl that's filled with your cum. So please, don't stop."

These words are doing things to him that he can't even describe. He loves it when his sweet girlfriend says unholy things like that. 

Not much later, he gives you the warm cum you've been waiting for. You end this hot session with a passionate kiss. You can see in his eyes that he needed this. He looks way more satisfied and relaxed than before.

As you're both still on cloud nine from the amazing sex, you're suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door. Joel is just on time to grab a towel and cover yours and his body before Chris opens the doors. He has his typical, annoying smirk on his face as he looks at both of you.

"Are you guys done? Because our show starts in 10 minutes." He says while he's laughing like a little kid.

"I'll be there in 5 minutes." Joel says calmly

"Oh, and Y/N, it's good that you're not the one that has to sing, because I think your voice could use some rest." He says, teasing you. Chris leaves the room and you can hear him and Erick giggling in the hallway. 

You look at Joel, who's not annoyed at all. This is the first time he's not rolling his eyes at Chris's jokes. He must've really liked the sex if even Chris can't annoy him.

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Anon: Way. Mami. Can I request a Hoel smut please. Inspired purely by the scruff. Like. Imagine him eating you out and the beard burn between your thighs and- it's not even written yet and I'm flustered. And I'm talking dirty talk, choking, degradation. Just plain murder us, queen.

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He kissed my neck hitting my sweet spot as his beard tickled my neck. Joel’s beard scratching my warm skin sent shivers down my spine and a pool to form between my legs. His hands roamed my body and slipped under my shirt cupping my breasts. I moaned out as he pulled my bra down and tugged on my hardened buds. My core pulsated as he broke away from my neck to remove my shirt. I tugged on the hem of his shirt as he helped himself out of it. I kissed his plump lips as my hand cupped his cheek wanting to feel more of his scruff around my body. He unhooked my bra and kissed me making a trail until he reached my hardened buds. 

“Fuck Joel” I moaned 

He kissed down the valley of my breasts until he hit the hem of my black lace thong. He roughly pushed me onto the bed and ripped off the fragile fabric.

“Joel” I whined as that was my favorite pair

“Shut up you dirty little slut we both know you like it this way” He growled 

My arousal began to spill out of my entrance making Joel smirk. 

“See your pussy is so soaked and I barley touched you or said anything yet” He teased as he coated his finger in my juices, teasing my pulsating slit. 

Once his fingers glisten with my arousal he brought his finger to my lips.

“Taste what I’m going to destroy you needy filthy little girl” He whispered 

I opened my mouth and sucked Joel’s pointer finger clean making him moan. He pulled his finger away and suck down kissing my inner thighs. Joel’s face buried itself between my thighs with his newly grown in scruff scratching away at my sensitive skin. My body was sent to the stars as his scruff tickled and poked all the right places. His arms strongly held onto my thighs as I squirmed under his touch. My hands were buried in his dark soft curls as his tongue kitten licked my arousal. 

“Fuck Y/N” He groaned between the licks

“More” I whimpered 

He moved his mouth to my swollen pearl and drew figure eights with his tongue making my breathing hitch. Waves of electricity shot through my body as his scruff tickled my soaked folds slightly poking away at my entrance. 

“Joel...more” I begged tugging at his locks

“So needy baby” He mumbled as he let go of one of my legs snaking his hand close to my core

I bucked my hips as Joel slipped two fingers inside me. 

“Such a slutty pussy” he groaned as I squirmed harder 

The hand holding onto my thigh let go and slowly traveled up my body stopping at my neck. The cold metal of his rings tightly pressed around my neck.

“Stop squirming so much” He hissed 

“B-” I went to protest as he squeezed harder

“Be a good girl” He teased as I let go of his hair and gripped the sheets instead

He curled his fingers in the right place making me scream out his name. A knot formed in my lower abdomen as he continuously curled his fingers while pumping them in and out of my messy hole. 

“You’re close baby I feel it” Joel encouraged teasing at my edge “cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me” 

I let my knot snap rolling my eyes behind my skull as my legs trembled around Joel. I was sent into a sweet ecstasy state as Joel rode me out slurping up everything that was leaving my body. I panted as Joel continued to clean me up until he was fully satisfied. Joel hovered his body over mine, with his lips shining in my juices.

“Taste yourself” He commanded as he smashed his lips onto mine.

My sweet juices came in contact with my taste buds as I felt his hardened member rub against me. Making a new flow of arousal pool between my legs and that's when I craved more than just his scruff to be buried deep inside me.