#He's Her Dad, I'm Not Fine

#He's her dad, i'm not fine

pedro pascal as joel miller

@morallyinept

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Pedro Pascal Prospect (2018) dir. Christopher Caldwell

And they fell in love and lived happily ever after

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I love your fic!

Can we get some Joel/Reader noncon somnophlia out here???

What you're missing

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Yes, ty for asking

I8+ noncon somnophilia, mild manhandling Joel POV

Joel wakes up in the middle of the night, cock as hard as a steel rod, with you in his arms.  You and Joel are sharing a sleeping bag for warmth, so you’re both nude - more body heat that way - and he’s spooning you.  You could feel him harden before you fell asleep, and you knew it was only natural, so you ignored it.  You were getting warm and wet yourself, and for a moment, you felt guilty.  You’re not exactly  single, but your partner was needed at the clinic and stayed behind.  Meanwhile, you were sent on a week-long hunting trip to provide your foraging and tree-climbing skills.  The rest of the hunting party got killed off, and now it’s just you and Joel.  It’s too risky to build a fire. Plus, you've encountered clickers, so you have to be quiet. 

So you might have felt guilty for a moment about your body's natural human arousal, but you shouldn’t have.  It’s strictly about the mission between you and Joel.  At this point, you're lucky to be alive, and you have Joel to thank.  A hard cock resting harmlessly against you is the least of your worries.   Attractive as he may be with his sad eyes, messy hair, and patchy beard.  Strong as he may be with his hulking biceps and thick neck. . . he’s a hunter, and you’re a gatherer.  That’s all you are together, and that’s all you’ll be.  

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And now, Joel's raging erection rests against your crack while you’re sound asleep.  He can’t remember the last time he was this hard.  Maybe never.  He scoots back just enough to adjust its position.  He nestles his length between your thighs, resting against your warmth in a special nook made just for him.  He rocks his hips forward to get comfortable, and the rest of his body nestles into yours again, with his strong arm draped over your body.  

His massive palm finds your breast and flattens it into your chest as he pulls you closer, your spine against his broad chest and stomach, which is just soft enough to be comfortable for you. The feeling of your nipple against his palm makes his hips rock into you once more. This time, as his cock moves against you, he feels something new – an irresistible wetness between your legs.  He rolls his hips into you at a slow rhythm, his stiff, thick member sliding against your wet heat, nestled between your folds like guardrails on a track.  His tip drags firmly over your clit before meeting cool air on the other side. 

You moan in your sleep and he stills himself.  You push your ass into him and tilt your hips in your sleep.  His breath deepens, and his heart rate quickens.  His arousal swells even harder.  When he rolls his hips into you again, the swollen head of his cock hitches briefly at your entrance and he has to suppress a groan.  He keeps slowly fucking the sleeve formed by your thighs and folds.   

Joel has never wanted someone so badly.  And even in your sleep, your body must want him, too.  When Joel is mid-thrust, your hips tilt again, catching his tip with your warm, wet hole. Desire seizes him entirely.  He freezes with the tip of his cock nestled half inside you.  He slows his breathing to emulate sleeping before cupping your breast again.  Your ass nudges back into him as he pushes the head of his cock into your tight, wet entrance.  He inhales deeply through his nose, trying to calm himself, but breathing in your scent only hastens his need to be inside you.  

Joel can feel your insides make way for his fat cock as he pushes a little more inside.  He moves his hand to your hip for leverage as he inches further, about half his cock sheathed by your tight pussy at this point.  He pauses to breathe, and you push back on him in your sleep with a moan, taking him further inside you.  Joel retreats slightly, seeking more friction after getting that taste.  Then, his hard cock plunges into you, slowly but decisively, all the way to the hilt.  You’re so snug and warm, you feel like absolute heaven wrapped around him.  It’s a tight squeeze and only made possible by how wet you are.  He stays there, all the way inside, just barely rocking his hips, hand on your breast. Then, with time, his motion becomes less subtle.  

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You awake with a  gasp to a fullness you’ve never felt before.  It’s nothing but bliss until you get your bearings.  You moan as he bottoms out again, and he’s emboldened by your sound of pleasure.  He stops holding back.  His hard shaft pumps in and out of you, kissing your g-spot.  He grunts and the sound shakes you back to reality.  You’re startled by the realization that this is real. You had been floating in some realm where it was just this disembodied cock, a dream man's arms wrapped around you, giving you the best fuck of your life.  As your knees brush the nylon of the sleeping bag, you jolt at the unmistakable knowledge that this is real, and Joel Miller is inside you.  

You squirm and his arm wraps tight around you, his hand clamps down on your mouth, and he says, “shhhh, it’s okay sugar.”  His hips only pause for a moment before he starts fucking you again, hard and slow.  “Just relax," he says into the back of your earlobe, then nibbles it and kisses your neck. “Let yourself have this.”  You might as well enjoy it.  You'll cope with reality later.  

You marvel at how he fills you up.  It's like he's a part of you. His stiff, thick cock—stiffer and thicker than you’ve ever had–hitting just the right spot.  His rhythm is perfect, and somehow–maybe because he saved your life–you feel so safe in his arms.  He engulfs you entirely and tightens his embrace in rhythm. His hand drifts to your clit.  It’s like he’s fucking you with his whole body.   It doesn't take long until you feel the familiar pressure pounding in your core, begging to release, and then it snaps.  You gasp as your clit pulses and your walls flutter around his cock.  He fucks you through your orgasm, saying, "that's it sugar, good girl, let it ride" and you succumb to the pleasure entirely, writhing in his arms, trying not to moan too loud.  

He groans softly into your neck and pulses inside you. You do nothing to stop him. He cups your breast and digs his nose into the nape of your neck, grunting as his hot load fills you up.  Then, he stays inside.  He strokes your naked body tenderly, and your eyes well up in tears.  Not just because it happened.  Not just because he did this.  Because now you know what you're missing, and you'll know it for the rest of your life. 

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Check out for survival 2 (one shot) for a similar situation but you're secretly awake.

Also, make sure you read the dbf (pt. 4) 🤐 (but it’s not the same).

The foraging concept is inspired by The Forager by @dark-scape (highly recommend, gigolo!Joel), not the same reader or joel.

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all joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea

So hot🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 I NEED him😫😫😫😫

RETIRED DEA HUBBY!JAVIER PEÑA Virgo • ISTJ • Leather, amber, tobacco and coffee bean scents • Ageing with regret • Ex-smoker • Full of moral ambiguity • Resilient and imbues a quiet strength • Outdoorsy • Helps his father out on the ranch every Sunday, then comes home to catch up on his telenovelas with a few cans of beer. Still calls his tiá afterwards to discuss the plots at great length • After years of living in chaotic, high-stress environments, he’s developed a habit of keeping everything around him meticulously organised. Whether it’s the tools in his father’s barn or the kitchen pantry, he needs everything in perfect order. Always knows if you’ve moved something • Carries a pocket knife everywhere since having to hand in his Beretta. Fiddles with it constantly, but also helps relax him knowing he has something that can protect you both • Cried when you walked down the aisle to him on your wedding day. You still tease him about it • Wakes up at 5am no matter what • Constantly feeds stray dogs or cats he encounters on the streets. You’ve warned him not to bring any strays home, but those puppy dog eyes he gives you are your undoing • Inevitably he brought home a stray Golden Retriever whom he’s named Rollo • Doesn’t trust technology • Is now a beach baby, will happily pack up a picnic and take you and Rollo to the beach for a lazy afternoon of swimming, reading and relaxing by the water • Has spent time doing up the garden and making it cosy with string lights, decking and planters. He likes eating dinner with you out there • Loves walking around barefoot, especially when it rains. Will often pop down to the local café to bring you back breakfast, without his shoes on, with Rollo accompanying him • Has developed an odd habit of visiting yard sales and buying random, seemingly useless items - like old radios, vintage clocks, or weird trinkets. He insists he'll “fix ‘em up” or “find a use” for them, but they usually end up gathering dust in the garage • Talks to his truck like it’s a person • Still wears the same shirts he wore whilst in the DEA, albeit they’re a little tighter and he has to leave the last few buttons undone now too • Emotionally scarred but learning to heal • His way of showing affection is through acts of service. He might not say “I love you” every day, but he makes sure you feel it through the little things he does to make your life easier and safer • Will wear his aviators indoors • Is a regular nap enthusiast. You’ll often find him and Rollo curled up together somewhere and both snoring • Overdoes it with smoked barbeque sauce on everything • Believes orange juice with pulp is a “fuckin’ abomination” • Takes way too long to respond to texts. You can see him typing for ages and then you’ll get a response back that just reads “OK” • Has an unhealthy obsession with pickles. Will eat them constantly and will pair them with anything. Will huff if you don’t put any on the side of his plate • Hordes unused gift cards. He puts them in a drawer and forgets about them until after they’ve expired • He’s convinced Rollo understand politics • Enjoys a cuddle and a glass of whiskey before bed • Always the big spoon and doesn’t let go all night • Incredibly passionate, loves to kiss whilst making love • Loves to fuck you up against the windows - doesn’t care who can see. 🖤

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