Authors Note: Long wait, again. I know. I'm Sorry. It takes me a really long time to edit these. But, I'm gonna try and update once every week, for sure.(: But, uhm. I got a review. It was something like. "This was a waste of time. Update sooner and I'll be happier." That kind of pissed me off. Do you guys wanna know why I didn't update for like two months? I was at the hospital. If you talk to me, on twitter. You'd know that My Mother was in the hospital for about three weeks. She got really sick, and she died. But, they brought her back to live. And, updating wasn't really on my mind, then. Okay? And, after that. Things have been hectic for me. My Mom is still really weak. And me and My Daddy have to do everything around here, for a while. Anyways. Thank You all for the wonderful reviews. I'll try and reply to them. I'm just never really online. And, when I am. I'm doing other things. So. I'm Sorry.
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-It's almost three o'clock in the morning, here, right now. I'm too lazy to think of song lyrics to use as break lines, right now. I'm Sorry, Peoples.-
Susan looked up from the couch with the rest of The Gray family about an hour later as Joe came stumbling down the stairs.
"Where's Miley?" She asked confused.
"Sh-sh-shower." He panted out, leaning against the wall.
Kevin and Nick started snickering and Joe didn't even have enough energy to glare, softlys. At Them.
"Are you, uhm, okay?" Susan asked, trying to ignore the thoughts of what she knew her daughter and Joe were doing.
"Ye-yeah." Joe breathed out, nodding his head. "I'm fine." He flopped down on the couch, still trying to catch his breath. "I just haven't had a good…workout in a couple of days." Nick burst out in a fit of laughter and Joe used all of his energy to shoot him a death glare.
Susan and Denise coughed awkwardly while Paul Senior blinked his eyes around the room, awkwardly. And Frankie looked at all of them, confused.
"Haaaahahhaaa." Nick laughed. "What? Has Milayyyyyy been holding out on you?" He snickered, over emphasizing MI-LAY.
"Its called a period, you idiot." Joe spat, throwing a pillow at him. "Now shut up! I don't wanna talk about my sex life with Our Parents and Her Mom right here, God, Nicky Gray!" He said before smiling awkwardly at Susan. "Hi, Mrs. Stewart…Heh?" He offered with a smile and an awkward wave to Susan.
"Hello, Joseph." She greeted him, kindly and awkwardly. Before smiling and letting out a sigh of relief as Miley walked down the stairs, her hair now dry and in its naturally wavy curls. "Miley, there you are. Finally."
Miley smiled nervously before sitting down beside Joe on the couch, pulling her legs up and snuggling into him softly. "Hi." She mumbled shyly, snuggling her head into his chest. Joe smiled down at her softly and rubbed her side gently.
"What's wrong with you, sweetie?" Susan asked confused.
"Nothing." Miley mumbled, shaking her head in Joe's chest. Miley smiled softly and snuggled into Joe. She just felt awkward with all of the people in the room knowing that of what she and Joe were doing.
"Oh, well. Okay, then…" Susan frowned before everyone looked up when the front door opened. Susan smiled and stood up as Her Husband, Her Son and their friends came into the house, talking.
Joe pulled Miley into him and looked down at her. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, wiping her bright, red, swollen lips with his thumb, softly. As if he was caressing them softly. "You didn't have to do that you know…"
Miley smiled softly at him, shivering gently under his touch. Before kissing him softly and gently on the lips. "S'okay. I wanted to." She smiled when she pulled away from the kiss. "I just feel awkward with everyone knowing what we were doing, that's all…"
"Okay." Joe smiled, kissing her forehead softly. "I love you, wife." He whispered out to her, softly. Not seeing Kevin snap his head over to him.
"I love you, too, husband." She smiled back softly as she whispered her words back to him, softly. As Kevin's mouth fell open. But neither one of them, or anyone else in the house for that matter, seemed to notice.
Frankie smiled as Dakota jumped on the couch. "Kota!" He squealed, petting the small dog. Miley giggled softly at them before biting her lip as she too began to wonder what she and Joe's kids would look like. She couldn't help but look at Frankie and see a mini Joe, well, personality wise, that is.
Miley turned back to Joe and smiled. She giggled softly when he kissed her softly before pulling her bright, red bottom lip between his teeth. She let out a small whimper mixed with a moan of pleasure. He gently sucked on the lip before attaching his lips to both of hers. "Mmmmm." She giggled, resting her elbows on his shoulder blades as her hands cupped his head softly. "I liked that."
"I'm sure you did." Joe smiled, kissing her softly and quickly on the lips before pulling away, softly. Miley smiled at him and rested her forehead against his softly.
"Miles! Josephh!" Robby Ray greeted as they heard the door close. Miley and Joe looked up, smiling.
"Hey, Daddy."
"Hey, Mr. Stewart."
Robby Ray smiled at him before gesturing to some of the men behind him in camouflage. "Joe, this is some of our family you haven't met yet. This heres Earl, then Jack, Martin and Paul. They're my brothers and cousins."
"Hi." Joe smiled, biting his lip. "I'm Joe."
"You Miley's boyfriend?" Earl asked, with a thick, heavy southern accent.
"Yes, Sir." Joe smiled before looking down at Miley. She smiled and snuggled into him. "Six months and counting."
"Woo-eee. Look at that, little Miley's first boyfriend already lasted her six whole months." Joe blinked and held back a laugh at Jack. "My first girlfriend lasted me about two seconds. She gave me some cherry pie and we were over."
Miley coughed and Joe let out a burst of laughter. Robby Ray smacked his brother as Joe laughed with Nick and Kevin, the latter still trying to figure out what he heard. As. Miley still started to looked around awkwardly.
Joe laughed, holding his stomach. He laughed louder when Miley slapped him roughly on the shoulder blades. "What? I'm Sorry, Lee. But. That was so funny, how he said that!"
Miley laughed softly before shaking her head.
"Lee? Who in the sand heck is Lee?" Martin asked confused.
Robby Ray sighed softly and shook his head, softly at them, including his other, older brother, softly. "That's Josephs name for Miley."
"Awww." Some woman, Joe didn't know, said, pinching Miley's cheeks. Joe almost laughed at how cliché that was. "Little ole Miley Ray and her first boyfriend got themselves some little Nicky-Names." Miley grimaced at the constant reminder Joe was her first boyfriend. They were husband and wife for Gods Sakes.
"Heh, yeah…" Miley said slowly, pushing her away. "Hi, Aunt Bertha."
"Hello, Darling." Bertha smiled, kissing the top of Mileys head. "Happy late birthday, sweetie pie."
"Thank You." Miley mumbled before Bertha caught a look at Kevin and smiled, asking him who he was. Joe laughed, his eyes bright. Miley smiled at him before grabbing his hand and pulling him into the empty kitchen.
"God Damnit. Lee. Your family is so damn funny." He laughed as she leaned back against the island and pulled him in front of her.
"Mhm." She smiled before running her hand up her shirt. He shivered softly under her touch and she smiled softly at that. "Did you have fun upstairs?"
He smiled softly at her and pulled his arms onto the island behind her so they were around her and he was hovering over her. "I think you know that I did, baby."
"Mmmhhhhmmmmm. Really?" She smiled, gently clawing her nails down his skin, making him moan, softly.
"Mhm." He smiled, lowering his lips down to hers, softls. "You give the best head, ever." Miley smiled, softly, at him before his lips were on hers. She moaned softly and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. He moaned back softly into her mouth, picking her up and putting her on the counter as their tongues glided together roughly. She pressed her body to his, wrapping her arms around his neck even more tightly than they already were and pulling him into her. He ran his hands up her t shirt and onto her back, playing with the fabric of her silky bra. She moaned softly as his hands went under her bra strap softly and began to go around her body under her bra, softly and gently. His skin burning hers with lustful desire.
She roughly let her tongue fight along with his, moaning into each others mouths as their chests were pressed roughly together. She let out a small, cute, little whimper into his wet mouth, softly. When his fingers slowly started to move onto her breasts. As if he was teasing her.
"I just putt the turkey in about an hour ago, so-"
"-Oh My God."
Miley and Joe quickly broke apart, panting to see Susan, Denise, Bertha and three other women that Joe didn't know walk into the kitchen.
Joe awkwardly pulled his hands down from Mileys shirt, being sure not to slap her with her bra strap. She coughed awkwardly and fixed her bra inside of her shirt before she went to hop down from the island. She frowned when Joe stopped her. She giggled softly, looking down at his pants.
"Hi, Mommy." He smiled boyishly and innocently, his eyes big and bright, as he snuggled his head into Miley's shoulders blades, softly. "What'cha doing?
"Nothing as productive as you two are, sweetie pie." Joe blushed harshly and Miley giggled softly before Denise patted Joe's hip, softly and gently. "C'mon, now, baby boy. Let go of Miley."
"Nwo." He mumbled childishly. "Neverrrr."
Miley giggled softly. "C'mon."
"I can't." Joe whined, looking at Denise. "Mommy, it's embarrassingggggggg."
"You've never cared about what people thought of you before, Joe." Miley smiled, pushing him off of her before hoping down. "And you've never been ashamed of…" She looked down and smiled. "That, before either."
"He use to run around the lawn when he was three years old and a little, annoying munchkin. He never, ever wanted his diapers on…" Denise said, shaking her head.
"Mommy!" Joe screeched, throwing his hands up in the air. "There is a line you just do not crossed! And guess what, Mommy?! You just crossed it!"
"As long as you don't say anything about a groin hemroide, again, Honey Bunny." Denise smiled and Joe gasped at her as Miley giggled softly at them.
"Oh, Miley had one of those when she was a baby!" One of the women said. Joe blushed before Miley giggled softly, yes, once again, and then dragged him out of the kitchen, softly.
"C'mon." She giggled, pulling him under the stairs and wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. Joe smiled and pressed her up against the wall. She pressed her lips back to his and wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. He moaned softly into her mouth and let his hands travel back up her shirt. She moaned softly as their tongues started to glide together and she played with Joe's curly hair.
She gasped softly into his mouth when he pulled her away a little from the wall and her lower body slammed into his. Her back arched back as their hips were pressed together tightly. She moaned softly into his mouth at that feeling, smiling against his lips. Joe moaned back into her mouth softly and let his calloused hands find her breasts under her bra. He moaned into her mouth and she felt his erection grow when he pulled the bra up and her breasts popped out, hitting his chest. His hands instantly found them and began squeezing them. They had grown about a cup size since the summer, her losing her virginity had helped them grow, and Joe had seemed to like that, of course. His girlfriend having a pair of D sized breasts just made her that much more hotter, to him.
She moaned softly into his mouth and bucked her hips against his as his hands played with her breasts. He softly moaned back loudly into her mouth and slammed her back against the wall. Causing her to giggle softly and their lower bodies to let off of each other some more. He pulled away, ignoring her whimper and kissed her neck. She smiled when he gently sucked her spot before whimpering when he pulled away, quickly, again. She gasped when his head went under her shirt. She moaned and arched her head back as he began sucking down on her breasts, softly. "Joe…" She moaned out hoarsely and huskily as she knotted her hands in his curly hair. "Oh, Joe…"
He moaned softly before pulling away from her, panting. "We really shouldn't be doing this, like, right here." He breathed out as he pulled his head up out from under her shirt.
"I don't care." Miley whined, rubbing her hips against his. "That felt so good… do it again, baby."
"-Miley, Joe, where are you two?" Joe groaned and sat Miley down.
"Hold on! We're coming!" He called back out from under the staircases.
"Well, I won't be, any God Damn time soon!" Miley spat, fixing her bra. Making Joe chuckle softly at her and stroked her bright, red, beautiful face softly.
"I'll make you come all night long if you just shush up, babys." She smiled softly at him as she finished fixing her bra.
"Mhm." She laughed before kissing him quickly on the lips and pulling away from him softly. "Don't you worry about me and my orgasms, right now. If I were you. I'd just wanna get that massive boner down some more." Joe blushed and she giggled softly before walking back into the front room.
It was about another whole five minutes before Joe walked back into the front room, making Miley giggle softly and Joe blush a deep shade of red. She loved how just six months ago, he never blushed. She always did. Now he did, too.
He smiled and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her tightly and sitting down on the couch, softly. With her in his arms.
"So, Joe." Paul started and Joe looked over at him.
"Yes, Sir?" He questioned, rubbing Miley's stomach softly, making her smile softly and snuggle into him softly.
"Do you play any sports?" He asked casually. "Any out doors sports, too?"
"I was on the soccer team back in high school?" Joe offered and Miley frowned, realizing she knew nothing about Joe's life back in New Jersey. "And, I played wiffle ball. And I can ride a four wheeler?"
"What in the sand heck is wiffle ball?" Paul asked curiously and Nick gasped overly loud and dramatically at him.
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WIFFLE BALL IS?!" He fell back against the couch and panted heavily. "Oh My God. I am going to kill someone in this town. It's so out dated…" Miley smiled softly and shook her head, she knew where Nicky Gray got his dramatic attitude from. That one was for sure.
"Miley Ray Stewart. You are dating a dag don darn city boy." Paul confirmed, shaking his head softly.
"I'm aware." Miley giggled out, softly. Looking up at Joe, who pouted. "But, I love him." She smiled kissing him softly on the lips before pulling away gently.
"Awe, Baby. And I love you, too, Lee." He smiled, kissing her back softly on the lips before pulling away softly, again.
-It's almost three o'clock in the morning, here, right now. I'm too lazy to think of song lyrics to use as break lines, right now. I'm Sorry, Peoples.-
Miley rolled over on her stomach on Joe's bed as she watched him get out of the bed and pull on his boxer breifs. She smiled softly at him before he pulled on a pair of dark, blue, basketball shorts. "Damn, sexy. Look at those abbs." She mumbled softly and hoarsely, and gently, too. He turned around and smiled softly at her.
"Mmmmmm. Go back to sleep, baby." He mumbled, kissing her forehead softly and gently. "I'm just going to get something to eat."
"Will you get me something, Baby?" She mumbled. He nodded his head at her, softly. "Something fried."
He chuckled softly and nodded his head at his wife. "Okay, baby." He kissed her softly on the lips before pulling away gently and smiling at her.
"Thank You." She mumbled tiredly.
"You're Welcome." He smiled, walking out of his bedroom before closing the door behind him softly. Miley smiled softly before snuggling her naked body into his soft bed and falling back asleep, almost immediately.
Joe smiled softly. They were one week into December and it was Sunday morning, meaning Miley would have to go home in a couple of hours. He smiled softly and quickly ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Shit!" He breathed out when he saw Kevin sitting at the island, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. He clutched his chest as he jumped up in the air from shock, softly "You just scared the mother fucking shit out of me, Dude."
"I'm Sorry, Man." Kevin laughed as Joe started to pull stuff out of the refrigerator. He bit his lip and looked up at his younger brother. "So, uhm. You and Miley sounded pretty busy last night…"
"You must've been pretty unbusy to be listening to me and Miley being busy, last night." Joe bit back and Kevin laughed softly, shaking his head, softly, at his younger brother.
"Y'know; she seems pretty okay with having sex even though she doesn't really believe in it before… marriage." Joe froze and Kevin smiled before Joe shrugged his shoulders, softly, and nonchantly. And pulled a new, and clean frying pan.
"Yeah, Uhm. I guess so." He shrugged, turning on the stove and putting grease in the pan before kicking the refrigerator door closed.
"Cutt the shit!" Kevin finally snapped at him. Making Joe jump, softly at him.
"What the hell are you talking about, Kevin?!" Joe asked confused.
"You cannot be married to her!" Kevin hissed and Joe's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt like the room was getting smaller and his air supply was being cutt off, giving him no room, what so ever, to breathe.
"How did you know that we're married?" He whispered out, softly. Not even bothering to play dumb, anymore.
"I heard you guys say husband and wife!" Kevin cried out. "Joe! You cannot go around marrying some girl! Especially The Preachers daughter! She's eighteen fucking years old, Joe!"
"I know that!" Joe snapped back at his older brother, Kevin. "But… I love her."
"Yeah, okay; she's your first love and you're her first boyfriend. It isn't going to last!" Kevin said, standing up and placing his hands on his brothers bare shoulders. "I cannot believe you guys did this!" He said shaking his head before frowning when something caught his eyes. "JOE!"
"What?!" Joe asked with wide eyes before wincing when Kevin snatched his arm up. "Okay…hehe… I know... I know what you're thinking, Kevin..."
"A tattoo?!" Kevin hissed out, to his younger brother, exasperated. "Too?!"
"Kevin." Joe started with a smile. "It's Lee. It's not like we're only going to last a couple of years and be over! I love her." He smiled, pulling away from Kevin and biting his lip, softly. "I really, really love her…"
"Joseph! Dude!" Kevin cried out, throwing his hands up in the air. "Mom and Dad are going to kill you! HER Mom and Dad are going to kill you! Dude! MR. STEWART IS GOING TO KILL YOU!"
"Oh, shut up you over dramatic actor." Joe spat, slapping his brother. Kevin shook his head softly and frowned, softly at Joe, too, as well. "So what? We got married a couple of years earlier. It isn't that big of a deal."
"Yes. It Is, Joseph! It's marriage, man!" Kevin gasped out. Joe groaned before turning the stove all of the way off. He grabbed two bags of big sour patch kids and a chug of apple juice and an apple tray before pushing past Kevin and walking up the stairs beside the refrigerator to the kitchen. He froze when he saw His Mom, sitting there on the stairs, fresh tears clearly inside of her eyes.
He bit his lip. "I'm Sorry. But, we're going to be together… forever and for always..." He whispered before walking past her. He bit back tears as he walked into his room and kicked his door closed. He sat the stuff down on the nightstand and sat down on the bed.
He smiled at Miley. "Lee…" He whispered softly, pulling the sheet down and rubbing circles in her bare back.
"Mmmhhhhhhmmmm?" She mumbled, tiredly into the pillow.
"C'mon, I couldn't fry you anything. But. I got sugary stuff and fruity stuff. And. Thats the second best, right, baby?" He smiled before kissing her cheek softly. She giggled softy at him before pulling him down on the bed. He smiled and sat up; wrapping his free arm around her tightly as she sat up, too; pulling the sheet up her body and snuggled into his side as they both leaned back against the headboard. She began to eat while rambling on about something at Church. Joe just nodded his head, still thinking about what had happened downstairs. He bit his lip. Was His Mom going to tell His Dad? Was His Mom going to tell The Stewarts? Was His Mommy going to tell Mileys Daddys, too? He let out a deep breath. He sure didn't hope so. That was His and Miley's place to do so, after all.
"Hey." He said quickly, looking up at her. "Remember that surprise?"
"Mhm." She smiled, snuggling into him. "What about it?"
"C'mon and get dressed. I'm going to give it to you before you have to go home, Baby." He smiled softly at her and bit his lip, softly at her, too. As well. Really hoping that he was doing the right thing, here…
-It's almost three o'clock in the morning, here, right now. I'm too lazy to think of song lyrics to use as break lines, right now. I'm Sorry, Peoples.-
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