Warning: sexual allusion, body image I guesstoo
As for previous chapter, this chapter is kinda thematic, I guess. Let me know how you find this way of telling the story. Is it good or is it too repetitive to be around one theme?
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Unusual music reaches Joel's ears as he walks through the front door. Intrigued, he heads for the living room. In the middle of the room, Chloe is doing some sport. He frowns while watching TV.
"Is that... Jane Fonda?
-Yeah, Molly told me her workouts are great to stay in shape.
-To stay in shape?
-I'm getting fat with you Miller!
-Sure you are.
-Yes, I am! Look at me!
-Girl you're crazy.
-I'm not! At this rate I will no longer be able to sit on you without breaking your legs."
He sighs but doesn't add anything, letting her focus on her movements. Either way, he knows there's no point arguing with her when she's in this state of mind.
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He bites his lip, preventing himself from laughing at her. From the bed, he watches her cross the room slowly, hunched over with stiffness. When she lets out a groan of discomfort, he can't hold back, chuckling softly.
"Actually I like it when you workout. Looks like you're 80, it makes me feel young."
She gives him an annoyed look as she flops onto her stomach on the mattress, heaving a sigh of relief. With her head half buried in the pillow, she questions him.
" Were you all superheroes? How did you manage to do this all the time?
-You just did too much. You have to get started little by little.
-My whole body feel dead. If that's how being old is, shoot me now.
- I have a better solution."
He leans over her and puts his hands on her back to release the tension. She heaves soft sighs of relief, too happy to feel her muscles loosen. But above her, these sounds give the man ideas. Very quickly his hands move towards other parts of her body. She doesn't take long to notice his little game.
"I don't know what you expect me to do with this body, but I can't.
-It's alright, you won't have to do anything. I'm taking care of you."
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"Look, isn't that cute? Molly found it for me.
-Yeah... Cute."
He swallows with difficulty. Cute isn't the word that comes to his mind when he watches her admiring herself in the mirror, only wearing a set of lacy lingerie.
"Did women wear sets of underwear like this all the time? I mean, matching panties and bra?
-Hm, only at the start of a relationship. Or for occasions. After that it often turned back into mismatched things or indestructible, shapeless cotton stuff.
-What occasions?
-Birthday, Valentine's day... The day they expected to be naked in front of a man, you see?
-I do, but my eyes are up here buddy."
He clears his throat, blushing slightly. She decides to tease him a bit. Taking an innocent voice, she asks him.
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Dark Paradise - Joel Miller x OC
Fanfiction''If he's a serial killer, then what's the worst That could happen to a girl who's already hurt? I'm already hurt'' Aged 8 when the world fell appart, Chloe had to go through a lot to survive in one of these Quarantine Zone set up by FEDRA. When two...
