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Honestly not usually my thing either BUT the thought of Logan putting you in the bath for scrub time ���🤤 and let’s be so fr when he washes ur hair he 100% scratches at that spot behind your ear that makes you melt, usually you’re just soooo feral but you can’t help but shamelessly drool as he murmurs a quiet “such a good fuckin’ girl”

is this a safe space ??

is this a safe space to say i need more logan x reader puppy kink options to read???

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Oooooof 🤤🤤

patrick zweig with a pretty girlfriend who's equally sweet but two times unhinged. patrick zweig with a pretty girlfriend who refuses to let him boss her around or get in her face. initially she's turned off by his whole "macho" persona and lets him know. she's casually dominant, opening doors for him, giving him a look and telling him to "shut the hell up" whenever he says something stupid. few weeks pass by and patrick finds himself following her like a damn lost puppy, he wants any bit of attention even if that means if she's yelling at him. he's a changed man! he wants to be pampered!! he's a bratty bottom!!! he wants her fingers down his throat

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i know how you feel london, i lost my queen too😭‼️

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Scrolling back through my old shit and this still cracks me up

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The last time I felt this wrecked over a fictional character’s death was Logan back in 2017 …

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The links in your masterlist aren’t working

guys pLEASE I knowwwww trust me I knowwwww I swear to you I’ll fix them when I can be bothered

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Hii sorry I’m just a bit confused on the secret one keeps bc there’s some posts on your page referring to multiple parts being out but I can only find the first part on your page, are you deleting and reposting all parts or am I just unable to find the other parts? Thanks!!

Hi hi so about the secrets one keeps, originally it was a series of 4 parts that I posted way back in 2021. I pretty much just gave up on writing it even though the story was no where near finished, and after 3 long years I decided to finally sit down and finish it! I’ve made all the past posts private cause I’ll be re-reading through and editing them so I can post them all again from scratch :)

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💋 The Secrets One Keeps

summary: You're in love with jj but he's with kie, so in moments of pure desperation you often find yourself turning to the person he hates the most...rafe

warnings: some good old angsty pining, very very slight smut if you squint, fem!reader, one or two uses of y/n, plz let me know if I missed anything

a/n: SHE'S BACKKKK, so I've decided to completely reformat and re-post this fic with a few tweaks and editing considering i first wrote this like 3 years ago, and yes for those of you who have been asking, I fully intend to finallly continue this fic....more info on that later ;)

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JJ’s eyes change the moment Kiara steps into any room. Immediately his presence is ripped away from your immediate atmosphere, popping the little bubble you'd spent all afternoon crafting as he sprung up to greet the olive-skinned enigma that captured his affections.

“Kie!” The joy in his tone was incomparable to anything he’d directed at anybody else. Nothing could draw out such happiness from the blonde. You hated that about her.

In an attempt at self-defense, your brain shut itself off. Shielding you from processing the scene in front of you, your emotions ran cold like cement pouring down and across your neurons. It was the only way you could survive such a beating to your heart.

You figured that by distancing yourself mentally, you wouldn’t have to raise suspicion and distance yourself physically. In reality, you knew the real reasoning was your inability to stay away from JJ but the facade helped you cope.

“Hey J” she embraced him and his body relaxed around her as if she was the only source of his happiness. The only way he’d find alleviation from what he perceived as a shitty life being through her. “Sorry I’m late my parents had me running like crazy at the wreck today.”

Scattered greetings filled the air from the rest of the pogues, yet you could only focus on the way his eyes fixated on her like she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Here come sit baby” he offered her the seat he had just previously been place holding. What you thought had been quality time with your best friend, presented itself to you now as momentary attention to pass the time until his actual desire arrived.

Settling herself down and offering you a wide smile, her shoulder bumped against yours gently as a sign of acknowledgment.

“Hey dude” she directed at you, but you didn’t reply. You just couldn’t bring yourself to pretend. Not today anyway. Instead, you offered her a small smile, it was minimal but it was the best you could do under the circumstances.

“Yo" A crumpled tissue paper flew at your head, jj attempting to refocus your attention on him, "didn’t you say you were gonna get some water or something?” He spoke up, the scheme evident in his tone.

“um yeah I guess” You lifted yourself up and took a few steps before jj used the opportunity to slump himself down where you had been sat and sprawled his arms across his girlfriend’s shoulders.

“snooze ya loose sucker” he joked as he turned to Kiara to start up some mindless conversation. Leaving you behind in the dust.

Your teeth gritted as you focused on making your way to the kitchen hoping the distance from the scene unfolding would lift the iron grip on your heart.

You made the fatal mistake of glancing back and you were met with the image of jj nuzzling up to kiara in a picturesque display of love. The lump building at the base of your throat indicated that it was your time to get the hell out of there before you broke down in front of everyone. 

“Shit guys, y’know what I just realized I gotta go” You spoke quickly, your tone matching your pace as you rushed to the exit of the chateau. 

“You’re still coming to the party later though right?” John B asked, not tearing his eyes away from the screen in front of him. 

“Mhm yeah sure” you opened the door ready to depart. 

“Shit I forgot about that! Me and jj are gonna be late, we got dinner at the wreck tonight.” kiara added as you stepped out, unable to control the escape of a rogue tear.

“Date night babyyyy” You heard JJ cheer before you slammed the door behind you. 

“Is Y/N okay? She seemed a bit off.” Kie nudged JJ as she questioned. 

JJ furrowed his eyebrows momentarily. Glancing out the window, he saw you jog away from the house, and a brief flash of worry flashed through his mind. As quick as it came, it dissipated. He shook his head figuring that if there had been something wrong, he’d have been the first to know. 

“Nah she’s okay don't worry.” he offered to kie.

Boy was he mistaken. 

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“Fuuuck me” you moaned out, sinking into him one last time. You were hot, sweaty, and heaving as you pulled him out of you.

“I thought I just did” Rafe taunted leaning back to lie down, arms crossed behind his head causing his taut abdomen to flex.

You scrambled off the bed, picking up your garments and shoving them back on your body forcefully.

“What, no pillow talk?” He tried again.

“Rafe..” you trailed off. Whenever you’d finish fucking, you’d struggle to even look at him. The self-hatred flooded your body as soon as the orgasm poured out.

“Hey you called me” he eyed you intently but you knew he didn’t actually care. To rafe cameron everything was just a game. At this point it was pretty much common knowledge. “In fact” he moved closer to you so that he could speak directly into your ear “It’s always you that calls me.”

“Don’t be a dick” you stood up and eyed your heels contemplating whether you could face the walk back in them. “You know it makes me feel like shit.” It might have sounded brutal but that’s how things were with rafe.

“Yeah, it’s like you punctuate your orgasms with self-hate.”

“I'm a pogue, rafe.” You argued back as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“So? Kooks and pogues can fuck you know.” You couldn’t comprehend why you were even having this conversation. Why now, why tonight.

“Yeah maybe, not you though.” You didn’t want to tell him the reason explicitly.

“I fuck pogues.”

“You fuck anyone.” The words came out almost instantly and without thinking, yet rafe took no offense.

“Exactly so what’s the issue?”

“The issue is, rafe.” You paused trying to find the words without actually having to say the words. “The issue is that if my friends found out they’d hate me, probably more than I already hate myself.”

He just chuckled, the look in his eyes changing as he figured you out.

“What's funny?” You challenged.

“You don’t have to bullshit me princess.” He looked up at you with a devilish glint in his eye. “You just don’t want jj knowing about your little escapades huh?” Bingo.

“He’s with Kiara.” You shrugged him off.

“Uh huh, you like him but you can’t have him.” Every word he spoke striking a nerve deep within you. “So you’re fucking me to fuck him over.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” You grabbed your heels and shoved them on, wincing as you buckled them up.

“Don’t I?” He threw his joggers on lazily as he stood, the level dynamics changing significantly. The older boy towered over you. “Where are they tonight?”

“Back at John B’s, we had a little get-together.” You crossed your arms. More often than not you usually called rafe after a few drinks left you feeling lonely. “Sorry, your invite must have gotten lost in the mail.” You attempted to jab at him with sarcasm yet he clearly held the upper hand with his line of questioning. 

“So all of them are there now?” He stepped towards you.

“Mhm,” You lied.

“Even jj?” Moving closer until your neck was craned upwards to meet his eyes.

Taking your silence as an answer, he reached up and ran his palms across your upper arms, prompting you to uncross them.

“He was uh- him and kie should be getting there soon” You mumbled.

“So would i be wrong in guessing, that might have prompted your call then?” You let yourself be guided by his movements leaning your neck further back as his hand trailed up to your jawbone.

“rafe…” you called out insignificantly.

He leaned in and pressed his lips against your neck, right over where he could feel your pulse, and pressed down.

You couldn’t help the gasp that left your mouth. Because as much as your heart belonged to jj, rafe was just so fucking good at raising your temperature.

“Round two?” He mumbled against your neck.

“Yeah..” you attempted yet it came out as a whisper. He grabbed you swiftly and lifted you, moving you across the room and throwing you down onto his bed, crawling on top of you in a predatory manner as he did so. As your back hit the bed, the ringing of your phone brought you back from the haze he had you under. 

“Wait rafe stop stop” you pushed him off and grabbed the screeching mobile, pressing it up to your ear. “Hello?”

“Dude, where are you?” The sound of jj’s voice came through over the pumping sound of music and party chatter. “Me and Kie just got back and John B says no one’s seen you for like over an hour.”

“Oh I’m uh, I had to go do something for my mom” The lie pouring out of your mouth caused rafe to chuckle which was of course met by a slap from you signaling for him to be quiet.

“Oh well, when are you getting back? I have to tell you about this date. You’re gonna be so proud of me I actually think I’m ready to tell Kie I love her” you screwed your eyes shut as he spoke.

“Yeah I- you know what I can’t make it back my mom needs me to stay and help out but uh I’ll see you tomorrow or something.” You hung up before he could even reply, throwing your phone down uncaring of its state.

“What’s wrong? They getting hitched?” Rafe spoke up from behind you.

You turned to Rafe, the fire in your veins pushing your arms to grab him, roughly pulling him back onto you.

“Just shut up and fuck me rafe.”

And fuck you he did.

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The next morning you woke up to the sight of rafe’s bare back. Not much of a cuddler, you figured.

Quietly you pushed the covers off and began to dress yourself back up. As you got to your shoes you sighed and shook your head, as if there was any way in hell you were going to walk home in heels. You scooped up your shoes and your now-cracked phone shaking your head, slightly ashamed at your outburst.

Without even a second glance at the sleeping body you were leaving behind, you made your way over to the door. As you turned the knob and stepped out to leave, a husky voice spoke up.

“I’ll keep my ringer on for you babe.”

You rolled your eyes looking back at him, “Fuck you rafe.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’m counting on.” He didn’t even open his eyes as he answered, instead just rustling around in the bed and turning to the other side, once again facing his back to you.

You scoffed as you exited. Your internal rant clouded your vision, body on autopilot with an excellent self-navigation of the Cameron house from the countless times you’d made this exit.

“Y/N?” The gentle voice wiped your thoughts clean as the shock stilled you dead in your tracks, slowly turning to come face to face with none other than Sarah.

“Sarah” you drawled out. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s my house?” Her head was cocked to the side, equally shocked to see you.

“No I just mean- I thought you were spending the night at John B’s.” You forced the small talk, avoiding the topic of why you were here, sneaking out at 8 in the morning.

“He had to work today, did you spend the night here?” She glanced up at the door of rafe’s bedroom.

“Umm-“ There had only been two other instances where you had been at a complete loss for words. The day jj told you he and Kiara were dating, the morning after your first sexual encounter with rafe, and now this.

“Are you sleeping with my brother?!” She whisper-shouted, eyes wide as the realization hit her. Busted.

“No?”

“Oh my god!” She grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you to her room, slamming the door as soon as you were both inside. “How long has this been going on?!” Her tone was loud and her hands wild as she interrogated you.

“Just a little under a year.” You sat on her bed and looked at your lap as you spoke. Reminiscent of a child being scolded.

“A year?! Oh my god!” She repeated. “Who knows about this?!”

With that, you looked up at her desperately. “No one. No one knows so please don’t tell them.” You didn’t have to name names for her to know who you were referring to.

“Are you two like” she paused “together?” She scrunched her nose up, disgusted at the thought of her bully of an older brother dating anyone.

“No god no. It’s just sex” you were just as uncomfortable as Sarah was, having to tell her about boning her older brother.

“Disgusting.” She turned away from you with her arms crossed, looking out the window.

“Look I’m not proud of it okay? Just-“ You sighed “Just please don’t tell anyone” pleading again.

Sarah let out a long sigh and uncrossed her arms. She walked over to you and joined you on the bed, her eyes showing concern mixed with something you couldn’t quite place your finger on.

“I thought you were into jj” she spoke softly, there it was. Pity.

“Yeah well, jj is with kie and instead of sitting around wallowing in self-pity, I decided to do something about it.” As the words left your mouth, you realized how weak the explanation was.

“So you just use rafe to bang the jj out of you.”

“It’s not like Rafe cares, if anything he’s also using me.” You tried to reason.

“I don’t doubt that. But I mean, that’s- It’s not healthy, you’ll never move on if you don’t actually process your emotio-“

“Look Sarah, I don’t need to do any of that shit okay? What I have here works, when I fu- when I’m with rafe, I don’t think about jj.” Tears began to swell in your eyes “Sleeping with rafe helps me forget about everything, even if it’s only for a little while he uh- he makes me feel good.” To an extent, there was truth behind your words, while you and rafe fucked the rest of the world went away. It was only after, that the crippling self-hatred hit you along with the return of your immense feelings for jj. 

Sarah shuffled over and threw her arm around you. “That’s not good for you, it’s just momentary. It’s easy and it's a cycle, you’re never going to get better going down this path. Especially not with rafe.”

“Rafe he’s- he’s not that bad.”

“Yes he is. But i bet it gives you satisfaction fucking him knowing jj hates him. Feels like revenge right?” She’d always been so perceptive your Sarah, you hated how she could see right through you.

Tears ran down your cheek silently. “You’re not gonna tell anyone right?” You sniffled.

She gave you one of those classic salt-of-the-earth Sarah Cameron smiles, the kinda smile that would light up any room she walked into. “Takin' it to the grave babe.”

A loud beeping caused both your heads to whip towards the window. “Shit, I completely forgot I was supposed to go on the HMS with pope and jj, we were gonna chill there until John B and Kie finished work.” She rose to her feet and extended an arm towards you. “Wanna come? Or we could drop you home if you’re not up for it.”

With a sigh you took her hand and pulled yourself up, walking beside her as you mentally prepped yourself to face the blonde you desperately pined for.

“Well rise and shine campers.” jj yelled out of the window of the drivers seat.

“Y/N! Where you been dude? you totally bailed last night.” Pope was next to speak as you and Sarah filed into the Twinkie. As JJ began to drive you avoided any form of eye contact in his general direction.

“I had to go help my mom out, blackout at mine again.” You didn’t even look at pope either, instead focusing your attention on the blur of trees and houses pacing by the window as JJ sped down the winding roads.

“Isn’t that what you were wearing last night?” pope, observant as always, pointed out.

“Uh yeah, I didn’t really get any time to change cause…”

“I called her last night when I got home, I was so drunk I don’t think I was ready to stop the party.” Sarah covered for you.

“Yeah I wrapped up helping my mom out and then this one calls me talkin bout a sleepover or something so I didn’t exactly have much time to change.” 

Thankfully pope had lost interest as soon as he had asked the question, otherwise, your overcompensating ass would have been caught out straight away. You always had to add to the lie until you felt like you had sold it completely.

Keeping your eyes trained on the outside meant that jj’s frown directed at you through the windscreen mirror went completely undetected. He always knew whenever there was something up with you and right there and then he knew something definitely was.

“Hey, you okay?” He didn’t need to address you explicitly for you to know he was talking to you.

“Yeah just tired.” You shrugged him off in an attempt to distance yourself from him yet again.

He knew you were lying but he didn’t understand why, you never lied to each other. Apart from John B, the pair of you were closer to each other than with anybody else in the group. You’d been best friends since kindergarten, and since then you’d sworn 3 things to each other.

1- You’d always share your snacks.

2-You’d always be best friends even if you argued.

 3- You would never ever lie or keep secrets from each other.

Of course, as the both of you grew older the rules became more and more lax. The snack sharing was limited only to when you felt nice enough and sometimes you’d go for days without making up if you had argued particularly badly. Having kept two friendship-breaking secrets from him, the childhood rules seemed pretty insignificant by now.

“Mhm,” he responded, flickering his eyes between you and the road. “Are we taking you home to change first?”

“Yeah, I don’t know if I’ll join you guys afterward though.” You chewed down on your nail anxiously as the tension from being in the same space as jj paired with the guilt from having fucked rafe prior, suffocated you.

JJ made a face as he focused on the road, something was wrong with you and he’d be dammed if he wasn’t going to put his everything into finding out what that was.

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Omg is happening the rafe jj is coming back

;);) …..

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face scrunch 😩

This is our dock, right? Our dream. Yeah. Yeah, it is. So, it should be perfect. You know what the key is here?

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🥹🥹🥹 thank you bby !! I honestly just can’t help myself from turning everything into angst

Glances. jj maybank. 18+ mdni

The flash of blonde hair outside the car window prompts the flashbacks to bulldoze into your mind, wrecking any and all thoughts you may have had and replacing them with the memory of him.

“jj” it comes out in short erratic gasps. The budding sensation of your orgasm building. Steadily growing inside of you until the only thing you can feel is your body vibrating in tandem to the jackrabbiting pace of his cock drilling you into the mattress.

You would have been embarrassed of the way your sopping pussy drools and squelches around him if you could hear anything besides the blood thumping in your ears. Your own heart pounding for the boy on top of you as he took you to heights you didn’t know you could reach. You vaguely hear him over your whines.

“Jesus fucking christ” he’s just as far gone as you are. “I-“ he groans cutting himself off and tries again “Fuck I-“. It’s not often jj maybank is left at a loss for words, but with the way your walls choke his cock, it’s hard for him to run that beautiful mouth of his.

“I’m gonna- oh fuck” you cry as your release washes over your body. Your eyes screw shut as you writhe and pulse around him. Almost as if rehearsed, he collapses on top of you, grunting into your neck and decorating the insides of your cunt with ropes of thick cum.

The two of you stay like that for a beat, and when you finally manage to peel your eyes open you find jj already staring at you. Still neither of you say anything, a moment shared between intense gazes and awe. Orgasmic intimacy.

“Wow” you breathe out, prompting a smile to light up his whole face.

A quiet “yeah..” is the only thing he can think to offer.

In a quick and gentle motion you grab his swollen lips “gimme these”.

He leans up and presses his lips against yours, it’s brief and tender - a sealed stamp solidifying the moment between you.

“Think I sent you into orbit for a minute there huh?” And with that he regains his wit. Your giggles shaking his body up and down from above you. “Alright cassanova, I think I left you pretty speechless too”

“Damn fuckin’ right you did. You’re incredible” your cheeks heat up at his comment as you bring your hand up to card through his hair, instantly reducing him to a placid puddle across your chest. “'m never gonna get enough of this” he sighs out. It's clear to both you that your intentions are those to say i love you. Neither of you needing to use the words to get the message across. You just knew.

“Baby” you snap your head sideways and instead of soft blonde locks, you’re met with a buzz cut and sharp hardened features. “Are you listening?”

“Yes, sorry yes” you’re evidently rattled but before rafe has a chance to comment, he slams down on his breaks, nearly colliding with the pogue in front of him.

“What the fuck?!” Rafe yells but as JJ crosses in front of the truck your eyes lock in a brief meeting of glances that seem to hold the weight of the world. The weight of a broken relationship and a plethora of emotional tradgedies that led you to this exact moment. Yet as quickly as it comes it dissipates once more with rafe swerving around him with a muttered “stupid fuckin pogue”

And with that he's left in the dust along with the memory of a love once shared.

A/N idk what this is honestly. I kinda hate it but I really wanna find my feet with writing again sooooo enjoy some crappy smut angst whilst i get used to this again.

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Glances. jj maybank. 18+ mdni

The flash of blonde hair outside the car window prompts the flashbacks to bulldoze into your mind, wrecking any and all thoughts you may have had and replacing them with the memory of him.

“jj” it comes out in short erratic gasps. The budding sensation of your orgasm building. Steadily growing inside of you until the only thing you can feel is your body vibrating in tandem to the jackrabbiting pace of his cock drilling you into the mattress.

You would have been embarrassed of the way your sopping pussy drools and squelches around him if you could hear anything besides the blood thumping in your ears. Your own heart pounding for the boy on top of you as he took you to heights you didn’t know you could reach. You vaguely hear him over your whines.

“Jesus fucking christ” he’s just as far gone as you are. “I-“ he groans cutting himself off and tries again “Fuck I-“. It’s not often jj maybank is left at a loss for words, but with the way your walls choke his cock, it’s hard for him to run that beautiful mouth of his.

“I’m gonna- oh fuck” you cry as your release washes over your body. Your eyes screw shut as you writhe and pulse around him. Almost as if rehearsed, he collapses on top of you, grunting into your neck and decorating the insides of your cunt with ropes of thick cum.

The two of you stay like that for a beat, and when you finally manage to peel your eyes open you find jj already staring at you. Still neither of you say anything, a moment shared between intense gazes and awe. Orgasmic intimacy.

“Wow” you breathe out, prompting a smile to light up his whole face.

A quiet “yeah..” is the only thing he can think to offer.

In a quick and gentle motion you grab his swollen lips “gimme these”.

He leans up and presses his lips against yours, it’s brief and tender - a sealed stamp solidifying the moment between you.

“Think I sent you into orbit for a minute there huh?” And with that he regains his wit. Your giggles shaking his body up and down from above you. “Alright cassanova, I think I left you pretty speechless too”

“Damn fuckin’ right you did. You’re incredible” your cheeks heat up at his comment as you bring your hand up to card through his hair, instantly reducing him to a placid puddle across your chest. “'m never gonna get enough of this” he sighs out. It's clear to both you that your intentions are those to say i love you. Neither of you needing to use the words to get the message across. You just knew.

“Baby” you snap your head sideways and instead of soft blonde locks, you’re met with a buzz cut and sharp hardened features. “Are you listening?”

“Yes, sorry yes” you’re evidently rattled but before rafe has a chance to comment, he slams down on his breaks, nearly colliding with the pogue in front of him.

“What the fuck?!” Rafe yells but as JJ crosses in front of the truck your eyes lock in a brief meeting of glances that seem to hold the weight of the world. The weight of a broken relationship and a plethora of emotional tradgedies that led you to this exact moment. Yet as quickly as it comes it dissipates once more with rafe swerving around him with a muttered “stupid fuckin pogue”

And with that he's left in the dust along with the memory of a love once shared.

A/N idk what this is honestly. I kinda hate it but I really wanna find my feet with writing again sooooo enjoy some crappy smut angst whilst i get used to this again.

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I just found ur jj and rafe series again and hi i miss you so much and the series one day I hope you finish it

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hellooooooo! will there ever be a part 5 to the secrets one keeps? i’m an original reader from 2021 and i’m still holding out hope for a conclusion 🥹

👀👀

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Hey babes!! I know it’s been awhile since you wrote for outer banks but I love your writing so muchh and I CANNOT get The Secrets One Keeps outa my head (bc the plot was just so juicy and I’m such a whore for jj and rafey lol) so I was just wondering if you’d ever be open to finishing it?

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Oh my GOD

EDIBLE , jj maybank

── KINKTOBER: OVERSTIM. + DACRYPHILIA

"touchin' on my body, i can't help but feel impeccable." ─ flo milli, edible.

jj maybank x bratty!reader

(18+) unprotected sex, overstimulation, dacryphilia, mean!jj, mentions of breeding (barely)

you mouth off, and your favourite pogue puts you in your place. with ease.

KINKTOBER , OBX MASTERLIST

your legs quivered terribly at the work jj had been doing on you. he impaled you with his thick cock, over and over like he was desperate to steal the air from your lungs. you tried to crawl away, just a little bit to escape the overstimulation. but you should've known not to.

"where d'you think you're goin', huh? you're gonna take this fuckin' cock." his hand surges his hand through your hair, gripping it harshly and jerking your head up. "actin' like this ain't what you got on your knees 'n begged me for."

the hand he had clinging to your hip held you tighter, thick fingertips and blunt nails biting into your skin. his hips seemed to work harder, like a well-oiled machine as he speared his cock deeper inside of you. he made you take every single inch, each thrust landing him balls deep inside the cunt that never failed to fit nice and snug around him like a glove. he grunted at you as he fucked you, muttering how this kind of hard fucking was what you deserved for pissing him off.

just like you always did.

no matter how much you two got on each other's nerves, you'd always fucked it out like champions. you crawled back to each other every time, despite the difference in status. that's just how things were.

you mouthed off, and your favourite pogue put you in your place. with ease.

a single hand of yours flew backward, pressing against the upper part of his pelvis. your nails scratched at his skin pleadingly in an effort to get him to take it easy on you. it was so damn good, but it was so damn much. you weren't sure how much longer you'd be lucid or even able to breathe with how deep he was pressing into you.

"nah, nah, nah. don’t run from this," he chided, smacking your hand away. in a flash, he was pulling you up by the hair and curling his arm around your throat. he used his chokehold on you to bring your back flush to his chest, all while maintaining the unforgiving drilling he was giving you. "always talkin’ shit, runnin’ that pretty mouth." his other arm snaked around your hips, calloused fingertips finding your clit and prodding at it harshly. "tellin' me i don’t fuck you hard enough. like you haven't had dick in days. now, look at you. can't even handle me."

"please, daddy! c-can't take it!" you gasped your words out, like you could barely pull yourself together to beg for mercy. jj fucking loved it.

but he keeps his act up, scoffing like you'd just insulted him. "you think a please, daddy'll gonna work on me?" his lips brushed against the shell of your ear, and his arm tightened around your neck. "'m sorry. y'got me all wrong, princess."

he slammed you back down against your mattress, your cheek smushed into the high thread-count sheets. you could feel his hand pressing down on the back of your head, asserting dominance while his other hand pulled you back to meet his thrusts. he was primal and downright mean with the way he was fucking you, and though your skin was buzzing, you wouldn't have it, or him, any other way.

you started to cry, tears breaking free from the border of your waterlines and flowing down your cheeks. they sank into the cotton bedding, and your sobs dide against it as well. you were bawling out a weak and tortured daddy as best as you could, but to jj, it just sounded like babbling.

good, he thought. just how he liked you.

"look at those tears. cryin' like it'll make me stop 'n be nice." the laugh he let out next was almost psychopathic. but it was so fucking hot, you were losing your mind. "you're jus' makin' me wanna nut in you."

you looked at him from your peripheral vision. his sharktooth necklace bounced against his sternum with each movement. his teeth were nearly engraved into his bottom lip. those signature blue eyes were trained solely on you. on how fucked out you were beneath him.

"yeah. that's it. cry for it, baby. cry for it," he gritted out with a clenched jaw. "'member earlier? you were sayin' i was scared to lose you? think you're scared of losin' me, sweetheart. scared of losin' this good dick, right?"

you hiccuped almost miserably, fingers roaming the mattress until they found chunks of your comforter to hold onto. "gonna cum! 'm gonna cum!"

"yeah...know you are. this pussy always cums for me, like that's its job. such a good fuckin' pussy."

you clenched around him, sucking him in tighter. your walls trembled, and he knew he had you right where he wanted you.

"the only reason i keep comin’ back is 'cause this she loves me so damn much."

[almadelsur]

they really pulled a jon snow on jj’s ass