Dear, beautiful writter behind the masterpiece called "Celestious navegation": I just finished chapter 6 and I am in awe, truly mesmerized and shamelessly turned on AND I have a question about this quote: "I’ll stretch you enough to take me one day". I wonder how would that happen considering your Dieter surely knows a long list of ways to pleasure someone. I wonder how it would be the preparation and actual act of @nal s*x with that hedonist of a man 🤔
Wait would you be interested in doing first conversation alone with Joel? 🥺🥺🥺 The silent tension of knowing you've both been anticipating the right moment to get a word in with and to each other but neither of you wanting to show your hand too early in fear of spooking the other off ugh you'd write this so good
summary: you and joel have been dancing around your feelings for a while. that changes one hot summer day.
pairing: pre!otbreak joel miller x reader
wc: 1.5k
warnings: pining and more pining, uncertainty and mild anxiety, making out
Joel’s backyard smells like summer.
It smells like chlorinated water, the overripe coconut of sunscreen on warm skin, the smokiness of the still cooling grill, fresh air and sunshine. The bland, faintly plastic smell of the umbrella propped open over the table laden with barbecued food emanates down over you and Joel, cocooned at least partially away from the baking sun.
It’s a toxically hot Texas day, the sun beating down from above relentless and scorching. Sarah and a catch of neighborhood children jump through the sprinkler at the edge of the yard, in front of the soccer goal Joel had built for her with spare wood left over from a recent job.
Tommy, before you can stop him from leaving you alone with Joel, tips himself up out of the lawn chair he’d been lazing in in the sun and makes himself useful by grabbing the hose to start a water fight with the kids. A chorus of screeches go up, echoing back Tommy’s booming laugh.
