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WARNINGS: Dark fluff.  Angst.  Mention of cum. Aftermath of skin carving. Joel carries reader. Sleep kissing, grinding. Angst: Joel is mean in the morning. Credits/shoutouts: everyone who's asked about kissing him, @javier-penas-wifexx420 (shoes)

🖤 picks up from Raider: J. Miller

You pause on the way up the hill.  "It hurts," you whimper, cowering and holding yourself where he claimed you. Your chest burns, too. 

"C'mere," he says and hoists you up over his shoulder for the rest of the walk. Joel's trailer overlooks the stash house and gravel road so he can see trouble coming.  He sets you down, holds the door open for you, then lets it close behind him.

"Got ya somethin'," he says as he puts down the duffle bag on the table. He takes out a few wash cloths then a faded red can.  Chef Boyardee.

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You could cry, you're so grateful. You throw your arms around him.  He stays tense and doesn't hug you back.  He hardens his face and says, "Take a rest. I'll be outside cookin'."  You curl up on Joel’s bed while he makes a fire outside and heats up the Chef Boyardee. 

When the door to the trailer opens again, you come right to the table, eyes wide like a kitten at feeding time.  It’s been a while since you had something other than squirrel.  You sit down at the small table and wait patiently.  Joel sets down a pot of beefaroni and a pot of boiled water.  He says, "Don't wanna eat too fast. make yourself sick. C'mere." He pats the stool to his left. You slide into it.  He gets a spoonful from the pot and blows on it then brings it to your mouth.  You open up and slurp it down.  It tastes and feels so good. He's right, you would probably wolf it down and make yourself sick.  

When a little bit dribbles onto your dress, Joel says "okay," and sets the spoon in the pot.  You're afraid he's mad.  "Right here." He pats his lap.  You sit on his lap side saddle and he feeds you a few more spoonfuls.  Then he hands you the spoon.  He says "slow, just like I was." He smooths your dress and  watches you eat the rest.  He unlaces your dirty converse all stars while you're eating and slips them off for you.  

You offer Joel some of the beefaroni, but he says you can have the rest of you eat it real slow. He holds a hand on your stomach then slides it down your dress, lightly grazing over your thigh, then your knee, your shin, the top of your foot.  He holds your foot in his massive hand and brushes the delicate arch with his fingers.  You squirm because it tickles and brace yourself for scolding but he doesn't. He just tightens his hand around your foot.  When you're finished with the spoonfuls, you scrape the edges of the pot with the spoon and then turn the pot up and drink as much as you can from it. For the first time in weeks your stomach feels warm and full. 

"Thank you," you say with tears in your eyes.  Joel doesn't make eye contact. He reaches for one of the washcloths and dips it into the boiled water. He puts his left arm under your right arm and braces your back. Then he starts to clean your chest, gently dabbing the trails of blood that have run up to your neck or down into your dress.  You begin to sniffle. He sighs. "Don't wanna hurt ya, sweet pea.  Don't want anyone else to, either."  

When he's done, you ask if you can go to the bathroom.  You haven't seen the carving yourself yet. He lets you stand up, then says, "you're gonna have stuff comin' out of here," lightly pushing your dress into your crack. "Maybe for days. It's a lot." He lets you go with a gentle pat on the butt.

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You stand at the small, chipped sink and look at yourself in the cracked dirty mirror, reading the text on your chest backwards in the mirror. "J. Miller."  You almost finger the letters then remember not to touch it.  You hardly recognize yourself.  Your eyes are swollen and bloodshot.  You use the toilet and hear Joel cleaning up from dinner.  You stay in the bathroom enjoying a rare moment of privacy.  Then his footsteps get closer.  "You ok?" His face sounds like it might be right at the door. 

"Um. Yeah," you say and open the door. 

"Ok. Let's get you to bed." 

Joel tucks you into his bed.  It's an old, full size mattress on a cheap metal frame.  It's better than the sash house cots.  At least it has sheets and a blanket. 

"You're not coming?" You ask.

"No, not yet," he says.  "Gotta figure some stuff out.  Be right outside." He cracks the bedroom window before he goes outside. 

Joel goes outside and makes a fire.  You listen to it snap and pop and can hear the slosh of whiskey in a bottle.  Your whole body is spent. You shudder to think what you'd be doing if Joel hadn't saved you from FEDRA.

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You fall asleep and don't even notice when Joel gets into bed and spoons you. 

You only wake up when he startles in his sleep, which jerks your body. He doesn't wake up, but he tightens his arm around you and his hand digs into the wounds on your chest.  You push back against his forearm and he stirs, confused. 

“My chest,” you whisper.  “You said don’t touch it.” 

"Shhhhh," he says without fully waking up.  He cups your breast and cages you, bringing his leg over yours.  His naked dick presses into you.  

Then his lips tenderly press into the nape of your neck and stay.  He’s never done that before.  It feels really good.  Warm.  Like you’re supposed to be right there in his arms. 

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When you wake up in the morning, he’s still asleep.  You slowly, carefully turn around, his arm still draped over your side,  but loosely. Now you’re facing him.   He looks so peaceful, so harmless.  You know he’s not.  You study his face - the lines between his brows even as he sleeps, the patches in his beard, the hook of his nose, the way his lips part just slightly.  You scoot yourself closer, and your heart races.  

You dare to press your lips into his.  His arm pulls you in and his brow furrows as he just barely kisses you back.  You reach your arm over his waist to hug him as you kiss him again.  He kisses you back harder, then his cock hardens against your front.  He grunts as he grinds himself into you.  You softly moan into his mouth, then he jolts awake and pushes himself away.  

“The hell are you doin’??” He looks at you like you should know better, then averts his eyes as your face becomes pathetic and wounded.

“I - what - nothing,” you stammer softly.  

He sits up and wipes his mouth off then covers his cock for the first time and turns away.   “God damn,” he says and smooths his beard with both hands. He never meant to kiss you in the first place. 

Your eyes sting, but you want to recover. “I thought maybe I could suck your cock,” you offer.  “If you want.”  

He picks up his tight jeans from the floor and pulls them on, too disturbed to accept.  “No,” he says.  “Get dressed.”  He won’t look at you.  

On the walk down the hill to the stash house, he doesn’t say a word.  You walk a few steps behind him and admire his ass in his tight jeans. When you’re almost to the back door of the house, he says in a hushed voice, “you’re stayin’ here today.”  

He brings you back to the room with two beds.  He chains you to the radiator, briefly looks you in the face, and it seems like he's going to say something, but he doesn't. He gives your guard the key for bathroom trips, and reminds the guard what happens to him if anything happens to you.  

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Thank you so much for reading and engaging!

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A Meal Fit for a Champion!

Milla currently at home fixing the dinner she promised Carol and the others after the match. Was still watching intently from her home, she did wish she could have been there. But with Lilac returning and Carol's big battle she wanted to do something nice for everyone! So she had been cooking most of the day, and running back and forth with various dishes and watching the battle when she had time. Occasionally making an excited Bark! Aaa kept trying to reach for the rice balls only to get a smack on the hand!

" Not until the others Arrive Aaa! "

He whined at her and gave her these big sad eyes

" Now don't be like that come on! and help me, get the big table out... and move some furniture around! "

The house wasn't exactly massive fitting everyone inside was gonna be a trick! Maybe she should have asked Neera if they could have used the Palace kitchen? Oh well she'd work it out even if they had to take turns! Skipping across the room with Aaa begrudgingly close behind her, as they moved some of the other furniture aside and got her big fold out table out. Was it fancy? far from it! but it was the best she could offer and she liked to think her cooking made it all worth while.

The first match she totally missed out on and the second one she was glued to, and almost burned the Hot Pot! she was so engrossed but thankfully Aaa had noticed it! Still she was really concerned about carol---consuming so many of her potions in a short time was bound to make her a bit loopy by the time the matches finished. She put her hands on her hips and sighed as she tried to warn Zao and everyone to at least wait an hour between doses! Poor Corazon had started to hallucinate she had to give her so much, honestly she had been worried about the toxicity in Corazon's blood at the time. But she pulled through she guessed.

It was the third match that really had her pondering though, that gem was oddly similar to Carol's Gem. Were they related or linked in some way? She placed the Rice in the middle of the table as she watched the battle progress. Carol was really getting beat up tonight! oh dear were they gonna give her ANOTHER dose! She was breathing into a paper bag at that point! DOES nobody ever listen to her warnings about to much potions! No she told herself they wouldn't be so irresponsible! surly Corazon knew a third dose would be to much!

her thoughts snapped back to the TV seeing that green glow from Carol! she started to have a real panic attack! She wasn't going to--- this was clearly a spade trap! why would he be so foolish!

" DON'T LET THE TWO ENERGYS TOUCH! IT'LL CAUSE---"

There was a reaction, and the signal was lost and Milla was really worried. She knew when two types of energies touched they could cause a chain reaction. Either merging to a more potent energy, or repulsing each other. It was bad either way but she suspected Spade didn't realize or didn't care. Luckily the Signal came back with Zao kicking an unconcious Spade, Carol was on the floor and--- WAS CORAZON GIVING HER A THIRD POTION!

" ... No Milla you can't be upset--- you clearly didn't explain the dangers of toxicity in the blood well enough... she'll be fine but i don't envy her in the next half hour or so... "

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Valentines Day

Even though she was trapped at home cleaning, Milla still got a special treat from Nagi on Valentines day. {{ @unpleasant-nagi did a skype rp of their valentines day and I’m pretty sure it’s in their canon but not positive. It’s under the cut if you want to read it~ Thank you~ }}

Nagi = Bold Milla = ~> Regular

Nagi had been rather enjoying his Valentines day so far. He didn't have work today because his schedule had just worked out like that so he had spent most of the day lazing around and heading downstairs to pick up huge boxes of Valentines goodies that his fans had sent in every time he was called down to the front desk. He'd go down, grab everything, come back up to his room and then spend the next little while stuffing his face with chocolate as he read his fanmail. Honestly it was the best way to spend the day and bumped up his, already far too high, self esteem. He was returning from one such trip when he saw Milla sitting on the couch. He hadn't allowed her to have the day off, so naturally she was trapped and forced to spend the day cleaning. Really Nagi should have felt bad for her, but if it kept her from going on any dates he wasn't going to protest. Nagi placed the overflowing box down and skipped up to the couch. "Aww~ Poor Milla is all alone on Valentines day~" He teased, flopping down next to her. "It must be hard to know that no one will ever fall in love with you."

 ~> As a regular day, this wouldn't have been the worst thing ever but because it was Valentines it was terrible. Nagi had been making her work so often that their wasn't much to clean. She had scrubbed the bathroom sinks leaving only the kitchen one. Since she wasn't going anywhere though, she decided to just rest for a while and maybe think of a fun little reward to do. Maybe a bath or stealing one of Nagi's chocolate boxes. She was curled up hugging her knees and thinking over how she was going to accomplish such thievery when he came over. "I'm worse than alone. I'm stuck here with you." She let her leg slip out of her arms so she could 'accidentally' kick him in the arm. "Oops my leg slipped. And technically aren't you all alone too?"

Nagi glared at her after she kicked him, rubbing his thigh that she had hit. If he bruised, she'd be in some big trouble. "Alone?" Nagi asked, stapping out of it with a laugh. "Oh please, have you SEEN the boxes of Valentines I've been getting? I have hundreds- no- THOUSANDS of fans that love me so much and send me every Valentine I could ever want." With a dramatic sigh he leaned back against the couch. "Being adored by so many people is so hard~"

 ~> "It's also going to make you so fat~" Milla mumbled more to herself. She had seen all the boxes he kept coming in with an making trips for. Was he really going to eat all of them? And if he was how was he not sick already. "That is true... You have a lot of fans, so do all of Heavens. But they're not sending them because they're in love with you." She let out a sigh and leaned against the couch, "In love or not though, any gift is nice to receive."

His fans weren't in love with him? Pfft... "Well all of their letters would suggest otherwise." Nagi sighed before a long moment of silence passed over them. Nagi glanced over at the girl out of the corner of his eye before looking back ahead. Milla was a really weird girl. In the time that he'd known her, that was the conclusion that he had drawn. She had a job cleaning the house for seven idols that everyone else went crazy for, and yet she treated it like another boring old day. Was she not a fan of HEAVENS or something? No.. that couldn't be. Hmm... maybe it was time to experiment a little and see how far he could push her. Nagi turned to face Milla with a smile as he put on every level of charm he had. "Hey Milla." He started, to get her attention. "Did you do something different with your hair today?" Nagi asked, reaching forward to curl a finger in one of her locks. Wow... it was actually really soft... oh right! Experiment!! "It looks really nice."

 ~> As the silence passed over them she expected him to leave to go back to eat his chocolates and making a mess of his room but he actually stay. She was rather glad to have the company, even if it was him. His hand wrapping around her hair surprised her, was he paying attention to her? But then he had the smile that she fell for time and time again, thinking he was really nice to her only for him to take it back and be a big brat later on. "No I don't think so... thank you though!" She smiled a bit. A compliment was still a compliment no matter who it came from. "I was thinking  about putting pink ribbons in my hair today but they were giving me trouble so I gave up."

"Aww, really? I bet that would look super cute." Nagi continued to butter her up, enjoying her reactions (maybe a bit too much). It was obvious she was falling for it, proving how perfect Nagis little trap always was. "You should try it some time." His hand moved from her hair to gently brush against her cheek. For half a second his facade fell as his smile dropped and he stared at her. Milla really was... kinda pretty in the right light.... NO STOP! He pulled his hand back, instantly snapping back into his act. Wow.  Sometimes Nagi was such a good actor that he even trapped himself. He made a mental note to be careful about that. "Did you want some chocolate? I have lots!!"

 ~> As much as she hated it his words made her smile and her cheeks heated up as his hand brushed against it. His words were probably all lies but they were still so sweet. Maybe it was a game maybe he had some personality disorder but she couldn't help but enjoy this side of him. "Sure! You definitely have a lot, I'm surprised you don't have a tummy ache from how much you're eaten." Milla giggled reaching out and tickling his tummy.

Holy shit she was falling for it.. so easily...... Nagi was almost amazed at his skills. Unfortunately, what he didn't realize was that he was more or less falling for his own trap and now they were definitely flirting. A lot. It was actually kind of gross. Nagi giggled as he pushed her hand away. "You underestimate how much chocolate I can eat in one day." He told her, reaching back to grab a box for them to share. "Besides, if I didn't eat it then there's no point in my fans sending it to me." He opened the box and pulled out a chocolate. "Say ahh--" He slowly brought it closer to her mouth.

 ~> She was hoping he would just give the box to her rather than just one but it was a little weird that he was going to feed it to her. Her cheeks burned pink as she leaned closer but before eating it she stopped, if he was being nice maybe she should be a bit of a brat. "I don't want that one. This ones square i want a round one with a cherry in it."

"Hm?" Nagi looked down at the chocolate in his fingers. "Oh." He popped it into his mouth before grabbing the one she wanted and offering it to her instead as he chewed away at the one she had refused. Someone was being picky. "How's this for you Angel~?"

 ~> Angel, it was a stupid cute name they had for their fans, and yet it still made her feel pretty inside, but that doesn't mean she would become putty in his hands again. She would resist his sweet words this time. Once again she leaned toward to eat the chocolate but then stopped. "I changed my mind again." She stopped and grabbed the Bordeaux chocolate and ate half of it herself. "My Nana and I called these ones princess chocolates because I couldn't pronounce the proper name when I was little." She turned to offer the other half to him, bringing it closer to his lips to feed it to him before pulling her hand away and eating it herself.

Again, Milla changed her mind and again he slowly pulled the chocolate away, looking slightly dejected this time. Just like that she offered him half and he was just about to bite into it when it was instantly pulled away again.  He stumbled forwards slightly before slowly raising an eyebrow at her. "That's not very nice you know." He said, still teasing as his hand raised to rest gently under her chin. "Maybe I'll have to steal it back~" his thumb brushed against her (surprisingly soft) bottom lip.

 ~> She was laughing a bit at the way he mouth curved downward and the slight stumble forward. Served him right to be teased like that but all that laughing stopped as his hand came and grabbed her chin. Her whole body froze when that happened, "H-huh?!" She scooted back slightly. Where the hell did this attitude come from. All she could do was avert her gaze completely at a loss for words.

Her confidence seemed to be successfully depleted. Now to see how much more he could tease~ Nagi leaned in, thumb still brushing gently against her lip as he looked down at them. "What? I don't have any other solution if you don't share." Subconsciously his tongue brushed across his bottom lip. It would be a lie to say he didn't sort of hope the teasing got far along for him to make good with that promise. Kissing her might be.... a bit nice. Maybe.

 ~> "Y-you're the one who is s-supposed to be sharing with me. You have a million more b-boxes!" Milla tried to argue but it was hard when he was looking at her like that. He stomach felt fluttery in kind of a nice way. Was he really going to? And would it really be so bad if he did? No Yes, he may be cute but he was evil, but if he's evil why is he going to kiss her, was it more of his stupid game in being nice to her. She leaned back a bit more so unsure of everything happening

"Yeah, I do. But I want the one you ate." Nagi told her with a short laugh, leaning in to make up the distance she put between them. He looked up from her lips and opened his mouth to say something smart when they're eyes met and his facade crumbled for a last time. Her face was so flushed and he could so clearly read the confusion, shock, and suspicion in her eyes. It occurred to him how close they were (of course they were close, he was about to kiss her). His hand instantly pulled back from her face. When had flirting gotten so hard? "Um--" He was trying to figure out what to say. Something smooth, right? So she wouldn't think something was up?? But something sort of... was... up.. Nagi was getting that tingly feeling he always got before a concert and his heart was racing like it did whenever he heard a new composition for the first time. He though maybe, just for a second, that he could possibly... kinda like her. As in... LIKE like. "Happy........." He whispered. "Valentine's Day..." Nagi's hand came back to cup her cheek as he pulled her in and their lips met.

 ~> She was going to pout at his silly comment about wanting to one she had but she was too flustered to do even that. She simply continued to stare down at him until he finally pulled away and she felt she could breath.  The most interesting part about his facade falling apart is that it wasn't an instantaneous switch back to his mean or 'overly innocent and cute I did nothing wrong self.  It felt genuine for a moment.  When he gave her space she felt she could breath once  again and relaxed slightly though also felt somewhat cold without his touch.  That feeling was short lived however as he brought her into a kiss.  Her eyes closed tight in fear but then relaxed and she actually found his lips welcoming as she pushed into the kiss a bit.

Now, this might be a bit of a shock. But Nagi Mikado, super famous child star extraordinaire, was never experiencing his first real kiss. Of course, he kissed girls while playing house in kindergarten, but that doesn't really count. So, now came the part if figuring out the whole kissing thing.. worked.. His hand still cupped her cheek as she seemed to accept his advance and her lips added a pleasant pressure back against his. He knew sometimes tongue could be involved but he felt awkward just.. sticking his tongue out... instead, he opened his lips just slightly and moved them against hers, trying the go-with-the-flow method he'd heard so much about.

 ~> He wasn't pushing away... this wasn't a trick he was really actually kissing her and she was kissing him. Ew gross, except it wasn't and she had long passed that phase. Milla had never really kissed anyone before not llike he was now. It just felt so unreal. Usually what was a girl supposed to do, arms around neck right? Well she didn't quite want to trap him and encourage him that much. So instead her hand moved to rest on his thigh, slightly gripping his pants as a way to signal she wanted him to keep going. His parting lips made her gasp slightly, it was a nice sensation. Perhaps she should copy it? Leaving her lips parted she leaned press them against his then slowly  closed them. Her lips running along his.

Oh god the fluttering in his stomach made him feel like he was at zero gravity and as her hand rested on his thigh he only felt all the more light headed. She kissed him back, almost imitating his actions and with a spurt of confidence nagi's tongue trailed against her bottom lip before he pulled it back into his mouth. The action seemed appropriate but only her reaction would tell.

 ~> "H-ah" Milla let out a stuttered gasp as she  felt is tongue glide across her lip. It sent a whole new wave of butterflies fluttering in her stomach and a darked blush appeared on her cheeks. It felt nice, it really did but it also made her more nervouse about what was going on. Quickly, so he hopefully wouldn't notice, Milla ran her tongue across where his had traveled wondering if the spot tasted different.  It was actually a bit sweeter probably since he ate so much chocolate. Feeling quite a bit more nervous now she slowly repeated her previous motion this time  slightly sticking out her tongue this tone so it ran across both Nagi's lips.

"Mm-" Nagi tried to muffle a short moan mixed gasp at the feeling of her tongue before his own slowly moved to poke against hers. Tongues felt.. slippier than he thought they would. Was that a weird thing to be thinking about? It was a good thing that no one was home besides them, because Nagi felt like even if someone walked into the room and sat down on the couch right next to them, he wouldn't even notice.

 ~> She felt his tongue dart to press against hers, enjoying it for a moment before withdrawing it back into her mouth and sealing her lips. Her eye opened to look down at him before glancing down at her hand on his thigh. She felt like if she moved she might fall over. It was a nice kiss it really had been but that just made her more confused. And she would definitely enjoy kissing him more if she knew he was doing it for the right reasons. "Nagi... What are you doing?"

Nagi could have very happily kept going but she pulled away, cutting their kiss short and snapping him out of the daze she had put him in. "I'm-" what WAS he doing? Nagi quickly stood up, almost stumbling over his own feet as he quickly grabbed the box of valentine's that had originally brought him down there. "J-Just-- happy Valentine's day you looked lonely!" He quickly said before dashing off to his room to lock himself away for the rest of the day and figure out what had just... happened....

 ~> "Wait!" That wasn't the reaction Milla intended for at all. She thought about chasing after but she needed the butterflies to settle. Was that real? Had she possibly fallen asleep on the couch and this was just a sick twisted dream. Her finger lingered on her lips, she could still feel the kiss, and his tongue. No it was gone now, and based on how quickly he was gone it probably wouldn't happen again. It did make her Valentines Day a little bit better though.