#remove & replace roofing

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🙃 we need a new roof

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sick of car problems. I’ve dumped over two grand into this thing over the past few months and I have to do it again on monday

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Should You Remove Gutters During Roof Replacement?

Should You Remove Gutters During Roof Replacement?" This question often arises during roofing projects, and the answer depends on various factors. In this comprehensive guide, we explore the pros and cons of removing gutters during roof replacement. We discuss how removing gutters can streamline the roofing process, facilitate thorough inspections, and prevent potential damage to the gutters. Additionally, we highlight situations where keeping the gutters in place might be more beneficial, such as preserving landscaping and avoiding additional costs. Whether you're a homeowner planning a roof replacement or a roofing professional seeking best practices, this guide provides valuable insights to help you make the right decision. Don't miss out on this essential resource!

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Advantages of Hiring Professionals for Asbestos Roof Replacement!

With their abilities, experience, and procedures, professional asbestos roof replacement or removal services assist in renovating old and outdated roofs and removing asbestos. Building boundary walls, electrical switchboards, and roofs were all common uses for asbestos. 

A qualified team of professionals servicing asbestos removal in Melbourne must maintain or replace hazardous asbestos products to stop them from releasing deadly fibres into the atmosphere. 

Reputable asbestos removal firms hire technicians to deconstruct and remove old and used asbestos from power boards, walls, roofs, and other buildings.

Steps of The Safest Asbestos Removal Process by Professionals:

Asbestos removal specialists first cordon off the area to prevent asbestos fibres from floating into the air. 

Secondly, breathing in asbestos fibres can seriously affect breathing. Therefore, to avoid post-removal concerns and problems brought on by poor air quality, specialists from reputable organisations properly clean the region following destruction or removal. 

Thirdly, the leftover asbestos is wrapped and stored using gauge wraps. They transport this hazardous trash in a safe manner to waste disposal sites authorised by the government. 

Additionally, trustworthy businesses that remove asbestos from roofs and restore roofs offer first-rate cleaning services. They also provided asbestos samples for analysis and testing in order to guarantee environmental safety.

Reasons to Hire Skilled Asbestos Removalists:

First of all, recognised asbestos removal services have skilled professionals to remove each piece of asbestos safely.

They send these pieces to the laboratory for testing to check whether they are hazardous to the environment and at the end, they send them to waste management facilities. 

They value delivering work of the greatest grade and attending meticulously to every tiny detail. 

They abide by federal health and safety laws to avoid any risks.

They conduct surveys and gather samples of dubious roofing materials, including asbestos.

They create a barrier that stops errant asbestos fibres from dispersing throughout the house. 

They have also gotten instructions on how to remove asbestos particles from structures using certain tools and techniques. 

Property owners must not do the job by themselves as this is one of the risky jobs, can pollute and contaminate the surroundings and can create allergies and other breathing issues in the neighbourhood.

Therefore, it is usually advisable to seek advice from reliable and trustworthy professionals in the field of asbestos removal.

Next, property owners should search for a reliable service of asbestos removal, and check their authenticity and reputation in the market. 

Finally, contact a reliable asbestos removal service and ask them for a detailed quotation.

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It may seem strange to replace a roof in the winter, but doing so is a wise decision with several advantages. Selecting a winter roof replacement contractors in usa guarantees your home remains safe and sturdy all year long. Benefits include increased contractor availability, quick installations, and proactive defence against winter elements.

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R&R Roofing: Crafting Atlanta's Residential Roofs with Care

Searching for exceptional residential roofing services in Atlanta? Your quest for the finest ends with R&R Roofing. As Atlanta's foremost residential roofing company, we're celebrated for our exceptional craftsmanship and unwavering reliability. Our dedicated team ensures your roof can withstand any storm. When it comes to addressing your residential roofing requirements in Atlanta, Remove & Replace Roofing is your best option. To find comprehensive information about the variety of services we provide, please explore our website.

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Asbestos demolition in Brisbane involves the safe and efficient removal of asbestos-containing materials in buildings and structures. With the recognition of the health risks associated with asbestos exposure, demolition teams in Brisbane follow strict protocols to ensure the protection of workers and the public.

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Featuring the Importance of Roof Coatings and the Benefits of Cedar Shake

This article aims to provide comprehensive answers to all your questions regarding roofing, including steel roofing, roof moss removal, and related topics.

When it comes to roofing options, metal shingles are a popular choice among homeowners in the United States. They are readily available, versatile, and cost-effective. However, it's important to explore other functional roofing alternatives, such as green roofs and solar shingles, despite their higher price tags.

Why is Roof Coating Important?

Are you considering installing roof coating for your home?

The cost of replacing a roof can be quite substantial. As a homeowner, it's natural to want to minimize expenses as much as possible. Fortunately, roof coating offers more than just an extension of your roof's lifespan.

This treatment provides a range of benefits that you may not have heard of before and shows how investing in roof coating is a must. It's not just about reducing heat energy; roof coating also acts as a waterproof layer with UV protection, safeguarding your roof from the detrimental effects of materials breaking down due to prolonged exposure to ultraviolet rays and heat.

The greatest advantage, however, is that roof coatings ensure strength and longevity for your roofing components while preserving the attractive appearance of any structure. 

Are there any other advantages to expect from roof coatings? 

Absolutely! The success of roofing professionals lies in their emphasis on clear communication throughout the entire roofing process. Many homeowners feel apprehensive about having a new roof installed, fearing that something might go wrong.

A properly done roof coating protects you from all unfavorable weather conditions. Professional roofing experts are equipped with state-of-the-art techniques and tools that can provide the best solutions for your roof.

It is worth mentioning that roof repairs are generally less expensive than a complete roof replacement. Although a roof replacement may initially cost more, as the saying goes, "a stitch in time saves nine." It will save you money in the long run by minimizing the need for future repairs.

Here are some key considerations when considering a roof replacement:

Natural Damage: Minor hail or wind damage can often be repaired, such as fallen limb scars. If your roof is only a few years old, repairing or re-roofing a section may be a cost-effective alternative to a complete roof replacement.

Leaks: Modern roofs employ materials like tar and rubber around vents and pipes. However, these materials tend to degrade faster than the roofing material itself, leading to leaks. Fortunately, they can be easily replaced if water is leaking at these spots.

Installation Problems: Large amounts of tar covering flashing indicate poor workmanship and can lead to major issues. A professional roofing company can easily install the missing items at a lower cost than a new roof.

Improper Ventilation: If you notice condensation on the underside of your roof deck, plywood in the attic, or difficulty in keeping the second story temperature cool on hot days, your attic may require better ventilation. Technicians are ready to assess your home's venting needs.

Signs Your Roof Needs Replacement: Certain roof conditions cannot be repaired, necessitating the replacement of the entire roof. Factors such as age and degeneration play a significant role:

Age: Asphalt shingle roofing should be replaced every 15 to 20 years. As you approach that age, yearly inspections are necessary to determine when to replace it.

Degeneration: Roofs endure the effects of sunlight and various weather conditions. Curling or shrinking shingles, an abundance of shingle granules in the gutters, bare spots, algae growth, or extensive moss are indications that a roof replacement may be needed.

The type of roof is also important when considering a replacement. 

Steel roofing rightfully claims a firm place in today's market as a popular roofing material choice. Here are a few perks of steel roofing:

Durability: Stainless steel, known for its corrosion resistance, offers high strength resistance and excellent resistance to thermal shock. It outlasts all other roofing materials, but it may come at a higher cost.

Safety: The stainless steel grades commonly used for roofing have a higher melting point than other roofing metals, providing additional safety for your roof.

Low Maintenance: Due to their long-term corrosion resistance and smooth surface finishes, most stainless steel roofs require minimal maintenance, making them a cost-effective choice in the long run.

Let's now delve into the benefits of cedar shake roofs. If you're seeking a unique roofing option for your new construction or looking to upgrade your current roof, cedar shakes are an excellent choice.

Cedar shakes are simple roofs made from high-quality cedar wood, providing a rustic and earthy appeal to your home. They have been a popular roofing option for decades for several reasons:

Aesthetics: Natural wood offers a timeless and appealing look that surpasses metal shingles and asphalt. As cedar shakes age, they develop a unique dark brown hue, adding a touch of architectural charm to your home.

Energy Efficiency: Cedar shakes provide natural insulation, reducing the need for excessive air conditioning and lowering heating and cooling costs. They are a wise investment that adapts to changing climatic conditions.

Eco-Friendly: Cedar shakes are environmentally friendly as they come from a renewable source—trees that can be replaced once they have fallen. The production of cedar shakes also minimizes waste materials.

In summary, making wise decisions to protect your investment goes a long way. Choose the roofing product that best suits your residential or commercial building and opt for the most professional roof replacement contractors. Keep an eye on your needs and select wisely.

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jealous | matt sturniolo

contents: established relationship; cursing; face slapping & spanking (f receiving); fingering (f receiving); p in v; creampie; dom!matt

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ notes: i’m… back? thank you for not giving up on me. y’all are my whole world. i'm rusty, i apologize for any mistakes but this is not proofread as usual and also i’ve been horny that’s the only reason for dom!matt, we’re back with the sub agenda next week ♡ and happy birthday to my best friend @ivammbb!

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“have you had enough?” matt hissed as soon as i stepped back into our room. i frowned my eyebrows, wondering what he referred to. “what was so fun?”

“what are you talking about?” i asked with a confused look with my face, but not bothering with matt’s attitude. i kept texting on my phone as i made my way to our bed, laying down next to him.

“you were hysterical” he said, sitting up and resting his back against the headboard. “are you friends that much better than your boyfriend?”

oh.

he was jealous.

“anything wrong with that?” i responded, leaving my phone on the nightstand and looking at him.

“oh” matt scratched his freshly shaven beard and clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. “you like it, don’t you?” i tried hiding a smile, but the corners of my mouth betrayed me, my top teeth biting the flesh of my lower lip.

matt noticed i was enjoying it. the good time i had with my friends, but also his jealousy. he brought his hand to my neck, wrapping his fingers around it and gently pressing my skin “you’re such an attention whore”

i didn’t protest and allowed him to keep holding my neck, my chest suddenly starting to rise in search of air. he loosened his grip, but didn’t let go, rolling over and getting on top of me.

matt’s body was warm, as if his blood had been rushing the whole time i wasn’t with him. his licked his lips and adjusted himself, moving one his legs to in between my thighs, his knee resting under my covered pussy.

“isn’t my attention enough?” he asked, not expecting an answer as he immediately went for a kiss, smashing our lips together in a desperate seal. “no” i mumbled. “i like their attention as well” i teased when he pulled away from the kiss, feeling a sudden slap on my left cheek.

i opened my mouth, but another slap came. matt’s large hand landed across my face, his long fingers quickly caressing the area, not wanting to actually hurt me. he brushed his thumb on my burning cheek before placing it on my lower lip, pulling it apart from the top one.

i instinctively reached for his finger, allowing matt to put it inside my mouth so i could start sucking. “not talking back right now are you?” he said, a grin growing wide on his face.

i denied with my head, continuing to suck as he replaced his thumb with his index and middle fingers, blue eyes watching me underneath him.

matt slowly brought his knee upwards, pressing himself against my already wet pussy. the slaps and the way he talked, the mean words along with his touches were enough to get me worked up.

matt removed his fingers off of my mouth, turning his attention to my neck. he placed a few pecks there, traveling around my shoulders before coming back to a particular spot, kissing it deeply and sucking on my bare skin. i

knew he was going to leave a hickey, and i knew that’s what he wanted — to mark me as his. only his.

my fingers immediately gripped on his brown locks when his palm went to my breast, groping my flesh and teasing my nipple over my shirt. i moaned, both in pleasure and frustration, pulling his hair and receiving a groan in response.

“can’t keep your mouth shut?” matt teased, but the attitude disappeared as soon as i gave him a pleading look, my eyes begging for him to touch me properly. he chuckled at how i rubbed my own cunt against his covered knee and how my hardened nubs poked through the shirt, revealing how needy he had gotten me.

“my needy girl” he whispered and helped me to undress, leaving me completely bare below him before also taking off his own clothes. “only mine, right?” he asked, the slight change in his tone asking for reassurance instead of demanding an answer.

“yours” i whispered back, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he continued to mark my body with bites and hickeys.

matt stopped by my breasts once again, giving my nipple a kitten lick before latching his lips around my swollen nub, sucking it fiercely, as if he was hungry for something. he could spend hours like that, kissing my skin and lazily dragging his cock across my thighs.

matt placed both of his hands on each side of my hips, creating a trail of kisses to my lower belly. he stopped and smirked at me, giving two light taps on my thighs, silently asking me to spread them apart.

i could feel matt's breath lightly slipping from his nose, as if he was chuckling while he watched my bare pussy throbbing for him. matt gave a long lick on my clit, swirling his tongue around it and placing a kiss there, quickly pulling away. i whimpered, getting impatient with all the teasing — but i knew he was gonna take ‘his own time with me’, as he would always say when i complained about taking too long.

tightening the grip on my hips, matt easily flipped me over, pressing my chest against the mattress. i felt a sudden slap coming from him, this time on my ass. i gasped and threw my head back, his large palm caressing the place he had hit, preparing me for another smack. “you gotta learn who you belong to” he said.

“i’m sorry— ah!” i tried to speak, but his hand against my ass interrupted me, making me whimper as the burning sensation started. “just gotta tell me” he repeated, “who do you belong to?”

“you, matt! fuck!” i moaned as he gave me now lighter, quicker slaps, soothing the redness on my skin.

“there you go” matt praised me, admiring his work and running his fingers through my hair. “now tell me” he started, hovering over me and allowing me to roll on the mattress, my back resting against the countless pillows we had. “who owns that pretty pussy, hm?” matt whispered, his long fingers traveling in between my thighs.

“you do” i said mindlessly, moving my hips downwards, desperate to get some relief to my aching cunt. he smirked at my reaction, wanting one last answer from me.

“who’s the only one that makes you cum?” i choked on a moan when matt finished the question and his digits suddenly met my wet folds.

“you matt, you you you” i repeated like a mantra as he started to push his fingers inside my tight hole, the wetness making it easier for him to slide in. i let my mouth hang open, arching my back when he curled his fingers, reaching my sweet spot in a few lazy thrusts.

“me, right?” he said, boosting his own ego. matt slowly removed his fingers from me and positioned himself on my entrance, pumping his shaft a few times to spread the pre-cum that had leaked.

i squeezed my eyes shut when i felt his cock entering me and stretching my walls. matt lowered his body, gluing his chest to mine, holding his weight by placing forearms against the mattress. he raised his hand near my face, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and sealing our lips together as he buried himself inside of me.

matt gradually started to fasten his pace, thrusting his hips forward and breathing heavily. “my pretty girl” he muffled, hiding his face on the crook of my neck and trying to cover his moans by kissing my skin — until he reached my spot, making me arch my back and moan loudly, clenching against his length.

“please” i begged, biting his shoulder and trying to hold my release. “please, i’m g-gonna…”

“cum for me” he gave me permission, mindlessly pounding into me, reaching for his own high. my orgasm suddenly washed over me, making my whole body tremble, my chest panting heavily as my pussy clenched against matt’s cock. it was enough to make him cum in a loud groan, painting my walls white with long ropes of cum, releasing his load.

matt slowed the pace of his thrusts as he finished inside of me, his body collapsing over mine. i scratched his back, helping him to come back to his senses.

“‘m sorry” matt mumbled. “if i hurt you” he said, the puppy look on his blue eyes making me chuckle.

“you didn’t hurt me” i assured him. “you’re just a jealous boy” i teased, cupping his cheeks and giving him a peck on his lips.

he was my jealous boy, and i was his girl. only his.

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Best Roof Rebedding Melbourne

Roof Rebedding Melbourne is an essential roofing service in Melbourne, Australia that involves securing the roof tiles to the roof frame. The process involves removing the old bedding mortar and replacing it with a new, durable mixture to ensure the tiles remain securely fixed to the roof structure. Rebedding helps to prevent leaks and improve the overall stability of the roof. In Melbourne, where heavy rains and strong winds are common, it is important to ensure that roofs are well-maintained and free from damage. Hiring a professional Roof Rebedding Melbourne company to carry out rebedding can ensure the safety and longevity of your roof, protecting your property and its contents from the elements.

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Attic Insulation and Air Duct Replacement in Houston

If you're a homeowner in Houston, then you know how important it is to maintain a comfortable living space year-round. This means that your home's insulation and air duct system need to be in top shape to keep your home cool in the summer and warm in the winter. In this blog post, we'll discuss the benefits of attic insulation and air duct replacement in Houston, and why it's important to choose a reliable and experienced company like Attic Insulation Pro.

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Philadelphia Front Yard

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Professional Roofing Services You Can Trust in Aurora CO!https://pinnacleroofingassociates.com/installing-your-roof/ - Are you looking for a reliable roofing company to install a new roof? Look no further than Pinnacle Roofing Associates! Our professional crew will handle the entire roof replacement process from start to finish. We are experts in all types of roofing materials, so you can trust us to help you find the right roof for your home and climate. Learn more about our roof repair, installation, and replacement services by watching our video.Contact Us:Pinnacle Roofing Associates18121 East Hampden Avenue Unit C-228 Aurora, CO 80013(303) 589-0708https://pinnacleroofingassociates.com/

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give in

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

summary: joel shows you how to love yourself the way you deserve

warnings: 18+ MDNI, jackson era, soft!joel, age gap, comfort, smut, size kink, guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, fingering, exploring sexual trauma, mentions of guilt & shame, intrusive thoughts

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“Doin’ real good, baby. That’s it, nice and slow. No need to rush it.”

Joel needs you to believe it. 

He can feel your discomfort and sense the intrusive thoughts threatening to overtake you, but he needs you to know that everything you're doing right now is okay. 

It’s normal and natural, and under his roof, highly encouraged. All he's ever wanted is for you to feel good. For you to allow yourself the grace and gratification of coming undone at your own perfect hand.

But you live by an unspoken rule, one that doesn't apply to anyone else. There's nothing you love more than watching Joel touch himself, whether it's quick and dirty or drawn-out and meticulous, his body teetering on the edge of all-consuming release for hours. Yet, when it comes to your personal pleasure, there’s only shame.

He's beginning to realize that your aversion goes beyond a lack of education. You were young when the outbreak hit, and while FEDRA schools aren’t exactly known for their top-tier sex ed classes, that isn't what's holding you back.

There's something else there too, buried beneath the surface. A lifetime's worth of guilt and doubt that he alone gets the privilege of unraveling. So whenever you come to him for help, he leads you to his bed and gently coaxes you to self-completion.

He takes it slow and keeps his hands to himself unless you tell him otherwise—and you always tell him otherwise. But those are your boundaries to set. New rules to replace the old ones. 

Pressed firmly into your side, he whispers soft reassurances in your ear, his lips brushing the wispy baby hairs framing your forehead with every word. He swallows every gasp and moan, and cherishes the sharp sting of your nails biting into his skin as you reach your peak.

And when you come down from the clouds and turn to him with hazy eyes and a blissful smile, he knows it's all worth it. Even if it takes years more, he’ll continue to talk you through it, banishing the cruel thoughts that plague you and replacing them with the promise of relief.

Just like he is right now.

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"Tell me what you're feelin'. I wanna know what's goin' on in that pretty head of yours."

You shake your head, exhaling a long, frustrated breath. Your body never responds to you the way it does to Joel, and on the rare occasion it does, it just isn't the same. It takes too long and there's none of the gradual build-up that allows you to lose yourself in it. Not in the pleasure of it anyway.

"S'a little...dry," you mumble, slowing to a stop. It'll start to burn if you keep going like this, but you're not sure what else you can do. Joel presses a gentle kiss to the shell of your ear before pulling back.

"Lemme see your hand, sugar," he says, gesturing for yours with his own. Confused, you remove your fingers from between your legs to hold up in front of his face. 

You're waiting for him to inspect them or come up with a valid reason why they're not working when he abruptly sucks them into his mouth. His tongue feels hot, searingly so, as he laves over the pads of your middle and ring fingers, then dips between them to caress your knuckles down to where they meet. 

A wave of heat almost identical to the one enveloping your hand begins to pool at the base of your spine, and you feel a sudden, heady whoosh at the apex of your thighs. If he could just keep doing that, exactly that, but further down your body—

But to your disappointment, he stops as suddenly as he started and slides your fingers from his mouth with a lewd pop before guiding them back to your core.

"How 'bout now?" he asks earnestly, and Christ. He's so good at that. He always knows how to work your body, even by proxy. 

You're wet. You don't even need the added moisture of Joel's saliva anymore. Just the action itself has you breathing heavier, eliciting a craving you never knew you had. Your fingers slip clumsily through the slick leaking out of you, and your eyelids flutter at the fleeting sensation of your fingertips catching your entrance. 

"B-better...feels better," you stumble over your words. Your fingers continue to explore your folds without your permission, stoking the fire in your belly. And also your doubt. "But I'm—J-Joel it's..."

That telltale embarrassment is starting to creep in again, reminding you that you're doing something wrong. It feels too good and you really don't want to stop, but what does that say about you? Sinner, slut. The intrusive thoughts are louder than Joel's gentle panting in your ear now.

As if he can hear them, he snakes a hand past your stomach to grip the soft plush of your thigh. He spreads you open, exposing your cunt to the open air as he massages soothing shapes into your skin, silencing the ugly words with his kind touch.

"S'alright, sugar, you can keep goin'. You liked that, right? That's good. You're treatin' your body the way she deserves," he says encouragingly. His hand inches closer to where you're dribbling onto the sheets, but stops the moment his thumb reaches your coarse curls. 

You ache to wrap your soaked fingers around his to tug him closer, but you know you can't. And that feels surprisingly okay. For the first time in a long time, you're actually keeping yourself sated enough without his help.

Now that your legs are parted, it all feels...different. Heightened, almost. It's because you're hyperaware of every movement you're making, you realize, and it turns you on way more than it should. Or no. No. Exactly as much as it should. 

Joel isn't immune to it either. 

As your bedroom fills with the sounds of crisp, rustling sheets and the slick motions of your fingers roaming your folds, you can feel Joel fighting harder not to rut into your side. His body is tense beside you, and the bicep pillowing your head flexes intermittently every time your hips swivel to meet your hand. His praise is also starting to take on an edge, tinged with something a little...filthier.

"Y'hear that? You're gettin' so loud, sugar. So wet," he grits out, his expression pained. "Just look at'cha. Needy, perfect girl. Doin' everythin' right."

His eyes dart up to your face, observing the delicate scrunch of your nose and your parted lips. He's watching you a little too intently, likely to avoid the image of your glistening palm and fingertips working to bring yourself closer and closer to the edge. You're making a huge mess.

And it's making Joel hard as a rock. Twitching and leaking, and temptingly bare against the sweet friction of your hip. You know he's doing everything he can to focus on you, but he can't even begin to imagine how much his reaction is spurring you on. 

More. You want to give yourself so much more.

"Joel, I don't think I'm doing it right," you twist to whine into his tousled, graying hair. You breathe him in, and the familiar scent of pine and suede makes your head spin and your fingers stutter. "S'not enough. I-I need more, I keep losing it."

He sucks in a harsh breath through his teeth, wrenching his gaze away from you to glance down the bed. He can't even hide how badly he wants to touch you. His cock jerks the moment he catches sight of you again, smearing precum across your skin, and you involuntarily mimic him, your hips bucking up into your unpracticed touch.

Blunt nails dig into your thigh before his hand trails back up to your stomach. It trembles as he guides you, languidly and with a hint of desperation. 

"S'okay, just follow me," he instructs you, swirling his middle and ring fingers in a tight circle around your belly button. You shiver at the raspiness of his voice. "Right around your clit. Remember where that is?" 

But before you can shake your head, his arm slides out from under you and he shifts further down your body to lean over you, propping himself on his elbow. His fingers continue their path on your stomach while he moves lower to gently tug up the hood of your clit, revealing your swollen nub. 

"Fuckin' hell," he swears quietly under his breath, his stomach visibly tensing. He's careful to steer clear of everything else, giving you enough space to heed his lesson. 

"Alright, c'mere, sugar. There ya go. See? You remember," he releases you, shifting a hand to your thigh and wrapping the other tightly around the base of his cock. He keens, his back nearly bowing with the pent-up tension in his body. "That's it. Nice, tight circles. Just like when I make you cum with my mouth."

You choke on your next moan, squeezing your eyes shut as you're suddenly inundated with memories of Joel between your legs, fucking you with his tongue until you gush into his mouth. You press down harder, swirl faster. No guilt, no disgust. It all still feels so good. 

He notices the change in your breathing immediately and begins to stroke himself in time with the rapid rise and fall of your breasts. The hazel of his eyes darken to pitch black. A warning, preparing you for the ecstasy to come.

"Oh, you like that, huh? S'good, you're doin' so good. Can ya give yourself two fingers?" he croons, teasing just below the ridge of his cock with his thumb while he waits for your response. 

"I...yeah. Y-yes," you whimper, your brows furrowing as you slip your fingers lower to circle your entrance. But as you start to press into yourself, you hesitate. "W-wait, it feels like too much. I don't want it to hurt."

At that, he all but winces like he's in physical pain, and his hand shoots to the base of his cock again and squeezes.

"Christ," he grits through his teeth, but it sounds more like a growl. You never meant to make him fight his own body like this, but you won't lie and say you're not devouring every second of it. He exhales sharply through his nose to ground himself. "Does it feel good when ya take my cock?"

Those dark eyes are locked on yours, but somehow they're still so gentle. He's not saying any of this for himself. You can tell, it's all for you. Reminders that you can do this if you want it and that he'd never ask you to do anything that could harm you.

You nod quickly because it does feel good. You need him to know that having him inside you feels so, so good. 

"Look at those pretty, little fingers of yours. They bigger than I am?"

Your eyes drop to where his hand is still wrapped tightly around himself. He's leaking all over his fingers, thick and tinged an angry shade of red.

"No, Joel. You're bigger," you whisper, your pleasure intensifying the longer you watch him. His lips quirk into the beginnings of a smirk.

"Now, ya don't have to. You can get yourself there just like that. S'just as good," his drawl commands your attention. "But I think you'd like knowin' how it feels like to cum around 'em—"

The tips of your fingers begin to sink into your heat before he finishes his sentence. The sensation is...everything. Too much to keep your eyes from rolling back or your jaw from dropping. It's just so different. As you bottom out, you wonder how this is even possible for Joel. How he ever manages to fit.

"S'hard to move," you pump your fingers in and out experimentally, moaning quietly at the addictive way they drag against your walls.

You're not too naive to realize your body stretches to accommodate him, but you're too caught up in the sight of his hand resuming its previous pace to recall that knowledge. He looks a little desperate and sounds even more so.

"Fuck me. S'it tight? Tell me, sugar. Tell me how tight ya are," he pants heavily, unable to stop himself from fucking into his fist. You unknowingly match his pace, clenching around yourself every time your palm slaps into your clit.

"M'so tight, Joel. And wet and warm," your eyes flutter closed as you lose yourself in the beauty of your own body. 

Letting the slick sound of his hand slamming into his pelvic bone be your guide, you bring yourself closer and closer to your own distinctive state of nirvana. The same explosive release Joel gives you—you're finally allowing your body to experience it for itself.

"Joel, I'm...I...," you sob around your words, barely able to force them out as your entire being quakes with your impending orgasm. "...I can't—m'gonna cum, Joel, I can't."

Without warning, he throws a leg over your body to straddle your hips and crashes his lips into yours. He continues to work himself as he coaxes your mouth open, his tongue brushing yours fleetingly before he pulls back. 

"Let go, sugar. Give in to it, s'okay. I got ya, I'm right here," he breathes against your lips, and you tilt your head to meet them. When your head drops back onto the bed, your eyes are pleading. You need his help. 

And he understands. That's what he's here for.

"Cum with me," he murmurs, dropping his forehead to yours. "C'mon, perfect girl, you deserve it."

You believe him. The shame and never-ending guilt that twists and snags like barbed wire in your chest is nowhere to be found right now. There's only silence, save for you and Joel teetering on the cusp, and his tender reassurances in your ear. He's right. You can have this. 

"Ngh—Joel, it's...cumming. Fuck, fuck, m'cumming."

It creeps up on you, a gentle crescendo that abruptly peaks, then slams into you like a freight train. His name leaves your lips in a sharp exhale of sheer relief, repeated like a prayer while you ride it out. 

You're vaguely aware of a ragged, drawn-out groan above you as you soak the sheets beneath you, your cunt squeezing your fingers hard with every spasm, just like he said it would. You feel it all. 

Then you feel him splatter across your stomach and breasts in thick, white streaks, his release as messy and prolonged as yours. Gasping, you continue through your aftershocks together until sensitivity sets in.

Joel collapses on the bed next to you and immediately pulls you into his arms, uncaring of the sticky, drying mess smearing between you. He cups your cheek and kisses you, firmly but chastely, before reluctantly pulling away.

His eyes search yours carefully like he's looking for something. Peace, maybe? A sense of calm, an absence of the cloudiness he so often sees there and fights to keep at bay. Whatever it is, he must find it because then his lips are on yours again, a longer, deeper kiss that you melt into with loose limbs and a light heart.

"How we doin', sugar?" he asks tentatively as he parts from you. 

You take a moment to respond, appraising your body and everything it can sense right now. The wetness between your legs and on your chest, your aching wrist and thighs, and that sweet, pleasant buzz settling at the top of your spine. 

"Good," you tell him honestly. You gaze up at him with a blissful smile, preening at the affectionate one he gives you in return before burying your face in the crook of his neck. 

"Thanks for this," you continue, mumbling carefully into the warmth of his skin. "And for putting up with me. I know all of this is shitty and weird, and not fun. Just...thanks for never giving up on me."

He sighs, pulling you impossibly closer and enveloping you in his strong, soothing embrace. It feels safe here. In Joel's bed, surrounded by his scent and heat, and unwavering patience, you start to feel hopeful. He lifts your hand to his lips and softly kisses the pads of each finger, then the center of your palm.

"Ya don't have to thank me for any of that. We'll keep doin' this, s'long as it takes," he murmurs, urging you out of your hiding spot to meet his eyes. "Not a damn thing wrong with ya. Ya hear me? You're perfect."

Maybe one day, you'll be able to believe him outside of this bedroom. But for right now, you just feel lucky to be loved by a man like Joel. One who accepts your trauma and your past, and will always be there to protect you, even from yourself.

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