jjmaybankswifeyx

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

matt sturniolo bsf x fem reader

warnings: smut, fingering, dry humping, oral, choking, alcohol

summary: yn and her best friend matt plan on going to a party but do they make it ?

*DO NOT COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK*

your sat in matt’s room waiting for him to come back with your drink “hey here you go” he says smiling “thank you” as you grab it off him “so do you wanna go to that party on the beach ?” he says taking a sip “yes it should be fun i’m pretty sure everyone’s going” you say smiling “okay should we do shots before we leave?” you whip your head to face him “is that even a question matt?” he smiles “true come help me” you both walk down to the kitchen, he grabs the vodka and orange juice for a chaser and lines up 10 shot glasses “matt are you trying to kill me” you say laughing “no yn 5 each” he says laughing at you “oh thank god” you say helping matt pour them “okay are you ready” you say looking at matt “first to finish all 5?” he says smirking “game on” “3…2…1…GO!” you and matt gagging after the first, your throat burning like hell “help this burns” matt says looking at u while chugging the orange juice

after finishing the shots you and matt take the bottle upstairs with 2 glasses and lemonade and pour yourself a drink “matt help me pour pleaseeeee” you say already abit drunk “ofc baby” he says so calmly but your face goes red why did he just cal me baby you think but you soon forget when he hands you the drink “thank you matty” you say looking up at him through ur eyelashes “what music should i put on?” you look at him thinking “ooo i know frank ocean” he laughs and puts it on you start slow dancing around his bedroom with your drink in your hand he gets up to dance with you, when you guys are drunk you get pretty touchy but nothing has ever gone further but you are quite flirty when your sober aswell.

he grabs your waist and grinds up behind you while you push your ass on his crotch and grinding to the music he comes close to you ear and whispers “hm you look so pretty grinding on me like that princess” you just turn and face him but he picks you up by your thighs and he sits on the bed with you on his lap his hands now on your hips “you wanna do that again huh” he says looking at you as you start to roll your hips and put your hands on his shoulders, he’s grunting and panting underneath you “hm keep going baby” he says as you speed up, you pull his joggers down and you pull off your shorts under your dress both in your underwear you sit back on his lap and roll your hips back and forth on his clothed cock “hm matty your so good for me” you say moaning and moving your hips even faster “yn i’m gunna c-um” matt says moaning loud grabbing your hips pushing you down but you stop “not yet matty i want you to fuck me baby” you didn’t even blink and he was on top of you with his tip by your entrance “hmm someone’s eager huh” you say smiling at him “shut up princess” he says before shoving his dick in you earning a loud pornographic moan for your mouth eyes rolled back as he fucks in to you at such a fast speed you though you were gunna burst “matt-yy your cock is go good hm why haven’t we done this before” you say moaning loudly in his ear “baby i’ve wanted to fuck you for so long” matt says moaning in your ear quietly “matt i’m gu-nnna” you came and after a few more thrusts matt was cumming and grunting in your ear.

you both flop on the bed trying to catch your breaths looking at eachother in shock you just did that but it just felt so right “i think that was the best sex i’ve ever had” matt says with a little chuckle turning his head to face you “fuck yes that was amazing” you say before cuddling matt before you both fell asleep

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hope you enjoyed if it doesn’t make sense lmk!!

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

jj moans while your arse is grinding slowly over his clothes cock sat infront of the pogues trying to not make obvious that’s your dry humping your bestfriend, his grunts and deep breathing and the feeling of his cock twitching you knew he was gunna cum “yn baby come inside” he whispers quietly so the rest of them don’t hear, you stand up infront of jj hiding his very obvious bulge and walking inside to his room “strip princess” you obey taking off your clothes and walking over to sit on his lap and moving slowly kissing him as you move your body back and forth “jay i need you” you say whining jj stripped his clothes off faster than ever and came over rubbing your soaking wet clit and then pushing into you slowly, his dick twitching just aching for release as he fucked you all you could hear was kissing and moans until someone knocks “ayo john b i think they are having sex” pope screams and you guys stop and just laugh

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he’s so daddy i love him

i’m very high sorry if some doesn’t make sense 🔥😝

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

bsf rafe - (no not copy my work)

bsf rafe- who would get angry when you go out with boys.

bsf rafe- who beats jj up for looking at you.

bsf rafe- who took your virginity because “that’s what bestfriends do”.

bsf rafe- who is such a simp for you behind closed doors.

bsf rafe- buys you anything you want, whenever you want.

bsf rafe- who spanks you whenever you have attitude with him.

bsf rafe- who teases you at party’s then fucks you in the back of his truck.

bsf rafe- who eats you out to shut you up.

bsf rafe- who gets angry when you hang around with the pogues.

bsf rafe- who you tease with your bikinis and short shorts and crop tops while he sits there with a bulge staring at you.

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sorry if i haven’t posted in a while i’ve been busy with work ❤️

i’m severely high rn so don’t judge

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

jj doesn’t like you touching yourself during sex, if he’s fitting into you and u slide ur hand down to ur clit he will seat it away and do it faster than u just so he could prove that you need him for everything 😋

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

1949 ⭑ Matt Sturniolo

Chapter One

summary : you move back home with your brother and click with his friends, though the tension is high with matt and it turns into something more

warnings : brothers best friend trope, slow burn, tension, sneaky relationship, swearing, eventual smut, slight traumatic past relationship with reader’s mother, and probably some other stuff

a/n : each chapter will have a different collage solely based on what takes place in it. kind of a new idea but i’m gonna run w it. if you don’t like it, use your imagination and pretend it’s not there xx

3.4k words

prologue

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Surprisingly, after the long and heartfelt hug, things were quiet as the three of you make your way back to the car. Your dad insisted on carrying your belongings for you, leaving you arm in arm with Nate, who refuses to leave your side.

The lights on the car flash as your dad unlocks it, heading towards the opening trunk to place your luggage in it. Nate opens the back door for you, holding his hand out, motioning you to get in. You easily slide through, the fresh aroma of black ice filling your senses. A wave of familiarity washes over you, striking you with old memories you’re so fond of.

“Are you okay?” Nate asks from beside you.

You glance at him with a smile before furrowing your eyebrows, “Yeah. How come you’re not up front?”

“Oh come on. I’ve spent thirteen years without you, I don’t ever wanna leave your side again.” He admits with a bittersweet laugh, then pauses, “Wait, unless you’re more comfortable—“

You stop him from getting back out by grabbing his arm, instantly shaking your head. “No, please stay.”

He gives you a smile, taking place right beside you again. Your father opens the door on the opposite side, and starts to scoot in before stopping as he looks at the two of you in the back.

“Wait.. I have to drive?” He questions, feigning absurdity.

“Dad!” Nate chuckles, leaving you all giggling as your dad gets behind the wheel to get you all home.

Home.

It’s weird to think that. You’re going home. It’s you, Nate, and your dad in a city you used to love, but now seems so foreign to you. You can only hope things start to fit together again.

The car ride is silent, the three of you just taking in the abrupt new change. You’re over the moon to be back with them, but you can’t help but notice the difference. And of course, things are going to be different as it’s been thirteen years. You just didn’t really know what to expect.

As you watch out the windows, the scenery becomes slightly familiar and it takes you a moment to realize where you’re at. You recognize the side streets, every turn, every tree, every house. And then you’re there.

Your eyes widen as you take in the house in front of you. Slowly exiting the car, you view the house from top to bottom. It’s exactly the same.

“You never left.” You find yourself stating.

Nate comes to your side as your dad retrieves your bags, “We wanted to stay here in case you ever found your way back home.”

Tears prick in your eyes and you can’t help but feel an overwhelming mix of emotions. Without a word, you lurch into Nate’s arms, engulfing him in a massive hug. His embrace is warm and welcoming, making you realize just how much you missed him.

Pulling away, he gives you a sad smile, rubbing your arm in a comforting manner. Your dad places a hand on your shoulder, causing your attention to shift to him. You immediately wrap your arms around him, yanking him into a much needed hug.

“Enough with being all sappy and shit. Let’s get inside, it’s cold as hell out here.” Nate chuckles.

You smile and follow them in, your heart rate increasing with every step you take. You’re in awe once you walk through the door. It’s been years, but everything’s still the same, aside from a few upgrades. It still gives that welcoming feeling you’ve desperately longed for.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Nate asks.

You look towards the staircase where your dad is headed, before looking back at your brother. He has a sort of hopeful look on his face, though you can still see he’s a bit unsure. You swallow the lump in your throat and give him a small upturn of your lips, nodding in agreement.

He starts up the same steps you used countless of times years and years ago, beckoning you to follow him. Your shaky hand grasps the railing as you do, the wooden steps slightly creaking beneath your weight. As you round the corner, you notice your dad standing outside the door to your old bedroom.

“Uh—we didn’t change anything, we kind of just left it as it was.” He starts, his tone of voice a bit nervous, “We did get a new bed when your grandma said you were coming back, figured you’d like more room as opposed to a twin. Oh, and your clothes were just pulled out to make room for what you have now. They’re packed away in the garage. I know your taste has probably changed, so we can do whatever you want with it. ”

You’re left speechless as you hesitantly cross the threshold. Your mind is flooded with old memories that you seemed to have forgotten.

“Well, we’ll leave you to get settled in.” Your dad says, “If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“But—“ Nate is cut off by a tug from your father, pulling him out of the room.

As soon as the door closes, you turn back around to take it all in. Your eyes are wide as you observe your surroundings. Today is full of surprises, you almost don’t even know how to deal with it all.

Your walls are covered in that same pink pastel wallpaper, spare flowers scattered all across them. Your floor still has that white fluffy carpet that you were obsessed with when you were five. The chalkboard is covered from top to bottom with old writing from when you and Nate were little, but you notice something in the corner that looks a bit different.

I miss you so much sis

The tears flooding your eyes slip, streaming down your cheeks as your fingertips brush over the words. You wonder what it’s been like for them. Was it as hard for them as it was for you? Was it even worse?

You take a deep breath and continue around the room. Your small desk is filled with coloring books and writing utensils just like you left them the night before you were torn away from your family. Your toy box is overflowing with all sorts of things — dolls, stuffed animals, legos. You have a giant kitchen set on the side of the chest, one that you vividly remember you and Nate playing with. There’s a small bulletin board by your window, covered in pictures from your younger years.

Being with your family in your old house, your old room, brings so many feelings to the surface. You’re super glad to be home, but you feel so sad. Sad that you’ve gone so long without them, and you’ll never get that time back.

Taking a deep breath, you sit on the edge of your bed, before letting yourself fall flat against it. It’s soft and plush, just how you like it, and the fact that they remembered makes you smile.

You don’t know how long it’s been as you lay there in silence, but your eyes feel droopy and you’re practically fighting sleep. However, it takes merely minutes for it to consume you, and you drift off into a much needed slumber.

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The sweet and smokey smell of syrup and bacon fill your nose, causing you to scrunch it up as you slowly become conscious. Your eyes are heavy and it takes a minute to adjust to the bright light shining through the window. After a moment, your body begins to wake up and you find yourself rolling over in search of your phone. Running your hands through your sheets, you sit up in a slight panic, only to feel the hardness beneath you in the back pocket of your jeans. You pull it out to check the time, shock flooding your veins as you read 12:47 PM.

“Holy shit.” You whisper to yourself, in disbelief that you slept so long.

You swing your legs off the bed, planting them on the ground as you reach your arms up to stretch. Your back subtly cracks, pulling a satisfied groan from you as your legs slightly twitch. Rolling your head from side to side, you stand up and follow the pleasant interruption that awoke you from your peaceful tranquility.

As you make your way downstairs, you hear shuffling in the kitchen. The sound of grease popping is heard, followed by a loud yelp. Quickening your stride, you round the corner and see Nate watching the stove from quite a few feet away.

“Um, are you okay?” You question, your voice still a little groggy with sleep.

Nate jumps at the sound of your voice, whipping around with wide eyes. “You’re awake!”

You give him a crooked smile, your eyebrows knitting together, “Yeah…”

He recomposes himself and points at the stove, “Sorry, dad had to work and I, uh- I was tryna make you breakfast.”

You bite back a grin and walk forward to the stove, turning the burner down. The extra grease popping ceases, it now only softly bubbling around the bacon.

“You just had the temperature too high.”

Nate chuckles, “I didn’t know you were a little chef.”

“Oh no, I just had to learn to fend for myself.” You match his laugh, pausing at your own words. “Um, sorry I slept so late. I didn’t even realize I fell asleep last night.”

“You’re good.” Nate shakes his head, “I know you were probably tired from the flight, different time zones and whatever.” You nod in agreement before he continues, “If you want, you can go shower and do what you need to do while I finish this. Just make yourself at home, it’s yours too.”

A warm smile graces your lips as you nod once again, “Yeah, okay.”

You turn on your heels, heading back to the stairs. You look back once more, watching Nate bounce all over the kitchen, and laugh to yourself at how he’s still the same as he was. Quickly you head upstairs, in desperate need of a shower to help wake you up and relax you.

Entering your bedroom, you go straight for your bags. You pull out everything you need in order to get ready for the day — a towel, washcloth, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and a simple outfit to wear. After gathering all of your little supplies, you head to the bathroom.

Flicking the light on and shutting yourself in, you move to lay everything out on the counter. You place your washes in the shower, turning the hot water on. As you wait for it to heat up, you hang your towels on the shower rack, and begin to brush your teeth.

Once you finish, you strip from your clothes, and step into the scalding hot water. A content sigh falls from your lips as the water pellets continuously rain down on you. You run your hands through your hair, letting it soak up the water.

You find yourself staring off into space, your thoughts consumed by this new life you have to readjust to. You've wanted it back for so long, and now that you have it, you don't know what to do with it. You feel unsure of what's to come, the looming anxiety paired with an overwhelming sense of uncertainty. You just hope your family can help you navigate these new adventures ahead of you.

Snapping out of your thoughtful trance with bright red, and tender skin, you proceed to wash yourself up like you intended to. Having spent quite some time just staring off, you rush to finish cleansing yourself.

After you're done, you shut the water off and begin to dry off. Stepping out of the shower, you wrap the towel around your hair and move to the sink. You begin brushing your teeth while you air dry before getting dressed. Shaking your hair out, you hang your towel to dry, then make your way back downstairs.

"About time." Nate calls, "I was beginning to think you got on another flight without saying goodbye."

Your face droops, guilt taking over your expression as you stare at him.

His smile falls, "Too soon? I'm sorry."

You muster up a half smile and shake your head, "You're good, just wasn't expecting that."

You sit across from him at the table, both of you having a plate of breakfast in front of you. You notice a cup beside your food and look in it, eyeing its contents.

"It's tea. You still like tea, don't you?"

You grin, "Love it."

His face mirrors yours, and the two of you dig in. Your chewing falters for a moment, and you suddenly realize you should've waited until you finished eating to brush your teeth. Taking his thoughtfulness into consideration, you push past the bitter taste and continue chowing.

"Can I ask you something?" Nate breaks the silence.

You nod.

"What was it like?"

You figured he would hit you with that question sooner or later, but for some reason you're unprepared to answer it. You set your fork down and place your hands on the table as your stare at him.

"Uh," You pause, "It sucked. Mom was — I don't know. It just sucked."

He hesitantly nods. You can see that he has more questions, but he lets them go. There used to be a safe space between the two of you. You never had to worry about overstepping boundaries and swallowing your curiosity. You want that back.

"If you have something to say or ask, go ahead." You offer.

His eyes light up and he takes a moment to think. "Um, I-I just want to say that we know it wasn't your fault. Despite not seeing you for over a decade, I know how you are. It was hard for us, so I can only imagine how it was for you. We don't blame you for it. And if you ever wanna talk about it, I'm always here."

You feel a weight lift off your shoulders as you swallow the lump in your throat. You needed that. You needed to hear him say that he knows it wasn't your fault, because even though it wasn't, you were worried they would blame you.

"Best little brother in the world." You smile.

He chuckles and shakes his head, "What do you want to do today?"

"I have no idea." You admit with a laugh as you shrug, "Definitely wanna unpack, and maybe go shopping for new things. I only brought my essentials with me."

He nods, "We can do that."

The two of you finish your breakfast over small talk. Nate says he'll clean up while you start on your room, so you head up there.

You immediately pull your small speaker out, connecting your phone to it to play music. Getting started; you move all of your clothes into your dresser. You have a few perfumes and lotions that you place on top. A few pairs of shoes, you place in your closet. After emptying all of your bags, you're left with your journals.

Shortly after the move, you started going to therapy to help cope with things. Your therapist recommended that you write every day, even about the littlest of things. So, you did. Every single day, even when you didn't feel up to it, you made sure to jot down at least something — your feelings, what you did during the day, things you wish to do, etc.

Setting them in the drawer of your nightstand, you move onto your old belongings from when you were just a little girl. You gather the majority of everything, placing it all into several piles. You find yourself smiling at the memories resurfacing from going through it all. Oh, how badly you wish you could just go back.

"Hey." Nate's voice sounds from the doorway. "I brought this."

He holds up what looks to be a photo album. You meet him at your bed, both of you taking a seat as he sets it in between both of you.

"I figured maybe you would want to see some of this."

You eagerly nod, letting him open the album for the two of you to go through it. You find yourself smiling fondly at the old pictures of you guys as a family. There are pictures of you and your dad, you and Nate, Nate and your dad. You can't help but notice that your mother is nowhere to be seen in any of the pictures.

Nate seems to notice your confusion, and elaborates, "So, dad took them all out. It was hard for him; he was really mad at her. We still have them, I'm pretty sure they're just packed away in the garage with the rest of her stuff."

You nod, understanding that things had to have been difficult. You continue to go through the pictures, laughing together and commenting on every memory. However, soon enough, you're also nowhere to be found.

Your smile soon fades as you go through the pictures of your dad and Nate. From Halloween to baseball games, to dad teaching him how to golf. You even see a picture of Nate at graduation, and it brings a grave feeling to your gut. You've missed out on so much, and there's no getting it back.

Swallowing the pain, you point to a group photo of people you don't recognize. "Who are they?"

"They are my best friends." Nate smiles brightly. "They're triplets. That's Nick, Matt, and Chris. I met them in middle school, we played hockey together."

"Triplets, huh?" You say, "That's a new one."

"Yeah, they're amazing. Never a dull moment with them, that's for sure. They're pretty wild to be honest."

You give him a smile, "That's good. I'm glad you have good friends; you guys seem like you have a good relationship."

"It's awesome." He nods in agreement, "Actually, they want to meet you."

"Me?" You question, incredulously. "They know about me?"

"Really?" Nate gapes, "Of course they know about you. You're my sister, and they're my best friends. I talk about you nonstop."

Unable to help yourself, you're leaning over to pull him into a hug. He's always been the sweetest. He knows exactly what to say almost all the time.

"So, are you down?" He asks as you both part from the hug.

Your eyes widen, "Right now?"

He shrugs with a grin, "Yeah, why not?"

"O-okay." You agree, mirroring his shrug.

He pulls out his phone to presumably text them and have them come over. The two of you go downstairs before he leads you to the backdoor.

"They usually just come straight to the back, so we can just hangout out here if that's cool with you."

You hum in approval, already making your way around the backyard. Nate props his phone up against a flowerpot, running out into the yard with you.

"My sister's back!" He cheers, jumping on your back.

You stumble a bit, caught off guard, laughter pouring out of you as you quickly catch him. You turn towards his phone, a giant smile on your face. You're filled with a happiness you haven't felt in so long.

"I'm back." You copy, giving the camera a thumbs up.

He slides off of your back, picking you up and twirling you around. You let out a small yelp, joyous sounds floating in the air from the both of you. The two of you throw your arms up, cheering like maniacs, just like old times.

Your movement halts as you hear a car pull over the gravel in the driveway. Several car doors open and shut, before quick footsteps make their way to the back gate.

You're suddenly extremely nervous, bringing your hands together in front of you. Your breath catches in your throat when you see a hand reach over to pull the latch. You feel like a deer caught in headlights, unsure of your next move. Your heart races in your chest, and it's confusing to you. You're just meeting your brother's friends; it should never be this serious. But for some reason, as you listen to the creaky hinges swing the door open, you're met with a wave of undeniable tension.

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a/n : sort of a lil cliffhangerrr lol. gotta keep yall on your toes :-)

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[jjmaybankswifeyx]

i just want to be 18 and going on holiday 25/8

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

my heads down xx

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

ㅤ̸ ❛ 𝖭𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖫𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖬𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍.

TOTAL WORKS: 25.

DATING NICK LEISTER WOULD INCLUDE. +18.

I THINK I LOVE YOU. You are best friends with Nick and have been for a long time, but to your bad luck you fall in love with him. One day you decide to tell him, and your relationship will depend on his answer.

CLEANING AND PATCHING NICK'S WOUNDS AFTER A FIGHT. Nick loses a fight for the first time and you're the only one he wants to see after this, leaving you to clean his wounds.

NICK IS THE TYPE OF EX.

IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU. Nick and you were best friends, but you fell in love with him, he felt in love with Noah, or that's what you thought.

WISH YOU WERE SOBER. You and Nick are friends, he likes to go to parties, you don't so much, but that didn't stop him from taking you to all of the parties he was invited to, and in one of them when he was drunk he confessed what he felt, although you wished he had told you sober.

MY BOY. +18 | You were both at a party, when you went for a drink with Jenna, Noah took the opportunity to approach Nick and try to kiss him but he quickly pushed her away, even though you saw almost everything and you thought he had cheated on you with her.

THERE FOR YOU. You suffer from type one diabetes, you have always been careful with your treatment and you make sure that your glucose monitor is under control, and even Nick makes sure of that too. Until one day you got too careless and had a diabetic attack, in which Nick helped you.

PERMANENT HONEYMOON. +18 | Even after almost half a year of dating you and Nick couldn't keep your hands off each other. One night on a trip you guys had been on with Lion and Jenna, you both took it to another level, which brought Lion to another level of exasperation.

SHE. You were the girl who won Nick's heart from adolescence, but because of the work of one of your parents you had to leave the country, leaving him behind with a broken heart. Years later you reappear, and just when Nick thought he could win you over once and for all, you announce that you're about to marry someone else.

DRESS. +18 | Nick organized a romantic dinner for just the two of you for Valentine's Day, he showered you with his attention all day, gave you a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers, an occasional expensive gift and last but not least, all of his affection. When both arrived from the restaurant, both found a way to show each other how much you love each other.

YOU'RE JUST DRUNK. You and Nick had a story, at first everything was perfect and rose-colored, until a couple of years after both started the relationship he knew you weren't what he expected. You began to change, behaving in a toxic and manipulative way, in addition to having cheated on him. He broke up with you but even after a year the two of you broke up, you still had feelings for him, starting for months a kind of twisted "game" that he always fell for because you had always been his weakness after all.

THOSE DAYS. +18 | Nick is the best boyfriend you could have asked for, and he knows you pretty well when you're sexually frustrated by your period. And he is more than willing to help you with that.

THE ISLAND. +18 | After your wedding with Nick, he takes you to the place where you would start your honeymoon.

THE BEST PASTRY CHEFS. You and Nick decide to make chocolate chip cookies, only he won't stop eating the chocolate chips.

ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE. Your dream was always to be a singer, and Nick always supported you in the process, being your biggest fan when you achieved your dream.

CARING HANDS. He can't help but have his hands on you all the time, and you can't help but let him.

LITTLE PRINCESS. Nick adores your daughter, he would do and give anything for her.

REMATCHES. You and Nick didn't like each other, or at least that's what you made people see.

I LOVE YOU TOO. Part 2 of Wish You Were Sober | After the events that occurred at that party, you avoided Nick at all costs, but he managed to get the two of you to agree and confess to you what he feels.

CLOSER. +18 | It's the hottest day of the year, so you and Nick go in the pool, but the heat takes over both of you, leading you to warm up in another way.

PRETTY GIRL. You are best friends with Noah, when you first went to her new house you met Nick, her stepbrother, and immediately you both had a crush on each other.

KISS AND MAKE UP. You and Nick had been in a situationship, neither wanted nor was looking for something formal, but still neither of you was immune to getting jealous that the other was with someone else.

YOU'LL COME BACK TO ME. Part two of She. | After Nick confessed to you—unintentionally—that he still had feelings for you, you decide to break off your engagement to your fiancé.

I NO LONGER WRITE FOR NICK LEISTER.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

what if

jj maybank was ur boyfriend but he was a prick to you and was cheating and being horrible and rafe fucks u in the window of ur bedroom and jj is stood outside your window watching rafe fuck u and jj starts palming himself moaning “fuck yn” regretting what he did.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

orgasmic song ngl

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

PLEASE STEAL ME IDC TIE ME UP AND LOCK ME AWAY WITH U THE WAY ID HOP ON THAT SO FAST!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

lmao okay

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

riding the fuck out of that dick. Sloppy fast rough upside down on the wall backseat missionary doggy face down ass up fingering pussy drunk cock drunk dirty talking choking overstimulation stretch me out

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

i literally am in love w this

We were just talking (JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader)

synopsis: JJ and you have seemingly hated each other for years, but what if it all escalates? And what if you get caught?

warnings: fluff, smut, making out, fingering, p in v sex, allusions to dry humping, getting caught, kinda enemies to lovers ig, afab reader

word count: 2.3k

taglist: @hopelesswritergall

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Dividers by me

“I dare you to sit in JJ’s lap for the rest of the night.” Kiara slowly speaks out the bet you your dare which is met by an immediate sigh from both you and JJ.

For some reason, JJ had decided to hate you, despite the other pogues loving you. You weren´t only John B´s younger sister, but theirs as well. A sentiment you returned with all the love you had in your heart. One thing about the two of you though, despite all the hate for each other, you weren´t gonna opt out on a dare.

“Oh man! Kie! Come on!” JJ said as you sat in his lap.

Kiara on the other hand only giggled as she sipped on her drink.

"Shut up, JJ. What are you afraid of? That you´ll get hard from me sitting on your lap?" You respond to his protests and sit down in his lap.

JJ looks down at you and glares at you, everyone else watching the two of you banter with knowing eyes as the game continued.

“No, I just… Never mind.” The blond sighs and leans back on the sofa, trying to touch you as little as possible.

"No, please by all means, say what you want to say. You´re with friends after all." You insist, shifting in his lap to get more comfortable, rubbing your ass against his core.

Behind you JJ grits his teeth and breathes in sharply as you do so.

“Okay, I think that´s enough.” He leans back even farther trying to push you off to the side without pushing you to the ground.

“No no no, the dare was the rest of the night.” Your friends remind him.

“Would you at least fucking sit still then?” JJ hisses into your ear.

"Sorry..." Your voice comes out breathier than hoped and is almost accompanied by a small whimper from the feeling of his length between your ass cheeks, that is only warded off by biting your lower lip.

The way he tries to push you away has his hardening length grind perfectly against you, making your heartrate accelerate and face burn ever so slightly. The eyes of the others burn into your body, adding to the very different heat of JJ´s touch as he finally just grabs your hips to keep you still in his lap. And though you usually pride yourself on being able to endure anything, this was not one of those things.

"I´m gonna go inside to get another beer?" You ask, as to not raise suspicion, but that was well too late already. I could tell by the amused glances flying your way as you stand up all but too hastily to be subtle. A murmur of affirmation runs through the small group. And then something that surprises you.

“I’ll come with you.” The blond who had just tried to get rid of your presence in his immediate proximity says.

It´s easier not to disagree with him and so you try to focus on ignoring the whispers of the others as you head inside to grab another sixpack of beer cans. However, you don´t even nearly get the chance to do so.

The door to the porch hasn´t even closed entirely, when one of JJ´s large hands grabs one of your wrists.

"JJ, w-what...?" You ask him just as breathlessly as before, though there is a tingling sensation that makes you crave more spreading from where his hand touches.

JJ pushes you against the wall, he can’t hide his obvious excitement from you as he leans in close to your ear.

“You wanna know why I didn’t want you to sit on my lap?” He whispers, though there is an undertone of uncertainty over the smartness of admitting the truth.

"Why?" Your heart beats higher at the realisation of how close his lips are. You can almost feel them on yours as you answer him in a low whisper.

“I can’t control myself around you.” JJ grabs your waist, pulling you closer to him. I can’t think of you as my friend’s little sister.”

There is a pause between the two of you, his confession settling in as you just look up into his stupidly handsome eyes. You feel like drowning in the pools of blue. So focused on the tingling feeling that this now ignites in you, you close your eyes for barely a moment. Yet it is still long enough to be surprised by the first, wet kiss to hit the skin of your neck.

"Jayj..." You gasp, threading a hand into his wild hair, not caring that it knocks the cap he was wearing to the ground in the process, while the other holds onto his biceps.

“Do you like that?” He asks you, his eyes full of lust and excitement.

JJ smiles softly feeling you run your hands through his messy hair and moves his lips across your neck before kissing your collarbone. Then he pulls away slightly looking at you. Every new open-mouthed kiss he the blond had pressed to your flushed skin, had made your brain grow hazier steadily. So, you are left to nod desperately in answer, eagerly you lean up to finally capture his lips in a passionate kiss, for the first time. A sigh falls from your mouth into the affected touch, massaging his scalp with my fingernails. JJ leans his head back and lets out a low groan of enjoyment, willingly letting you pull him further into the house. Once you got him on the nearest mattress, your lips are on each other´s without a second thought. Clawing and pulling at each other’s clothes, lips devouring each other, he slid his tongue into your mouth to explore you further and immediately gets met with your own tongue joining in a passionate dance.

“Oh, god… this is amazing” He runs his hands up your back, the feeling of your skin beneath the soft, shirt driving him crazy.

The kiss and the whimpers it pulls from his lips are instantly addictive. You can barely bring up the strength to part long enough to hum in agreement. You snake your arms around JJ´s neck to keep him close as he shifts his weight to press me further into the mattress.

“Mmm, I think we should get you out of those clothes.” He whispers into your ear as he brushes his hand up your thighs, starting a trail of fire through every nerve in your body.

"Yes. Fuck, yes." Comes your eager agreement. One of your hands already going to the bow in the back of your neck to let the shirt fall half open, exposing your breasts to the blond.

“Oh wow.” JJ breathed, he can’t believe how beautiful you are, he’s so incredibly attracted to you even though he knows he shouldn’t be.

You bite your lip at the way he gazes at you and look up at him through wide, innocent eyes. Fluttering your lashes at him. "You can touch me if you want..." You take one of his hands and coyly place it on your chest. JJ snaps out of his daydreams and chuckles softly as he feels your innocent eyes staring back at him, he knows you can’t possibly be as innocent as you seem. As you take his hand and place it to cup one of your breasts, JJ leans forward and whispers into your ear. “I’ve wanted to do this all night." He rasps as he twirls your nipples between his fingers.

Affected by his ministrations, your head falls back against with your lips slightly parted. It somehow felt so good to know that you were the only thing on his mind all night, after thinking he hated you for years. "I've wanted you for so long now. Dreamed so often about your hands on me, while you called me your good girl." Your breathing grows more unevenly as JJ's hands massage your breasts. “Have you really? God…” JJ's groans. His hands begin to wander all over your body, touching every exposed piece of skin, pulling the shirt over your head and throwing it to the side. The tiny jeans shorts go next, leaving him to paw at your panties while closed his lips around your peaked nipples, suckling at the pebbled bundles of nerves. You run your nails over his shirt, pulling it off his body just like he did to you only moments ago. Just in time to bury your fingernails in his shoulders as JJ slips a finger past the lace fabric into your fluttering walls. JJ chuckles excitedly at your gasping and moaning as he slightly shifts his weight again to grab your hips tightly and add another finger into your wet hole, keeping your quivering legs open with his lean body. However, neither of you have the patience for extended preparation left and so JJ quickly pulls down his pants and sheaths his flushed, leaking length inside of your tight cunt.

“Shit. You feel so good” You whimper, voice straining to stay quiet enough to not give you away. "You're driving me so insane right now. I've wanted to feel you like this for so long now. You have no idea."  He whispers as his left hand squeezes your thighs. The blonde leans down as he begins to thrust into you in a steady rhythm to suck even more marks into the valley between your breasts. “God, you’re amazing.” Your praise is met with a soft moan from JJ as he realized how badly you wanted him too. And as your heels dig into his lower back, he can no longer resist you, he needs you too bad.

Considering the fact that the two of you are still very high the pace his hips take on is impressively fast. Driving both of you not only closer to the edge of pleasure, but also the moans from your lips to grow louder as your mind slips into haziness. "Shhh, you gotta be quiet or the others will hear." JJ shushes you with a trembling voice, clearly struggling to keep quiet as well. But you can't help yourself and so JJ simply clamps a hand over your mouth. You are moments away from climaxing when someone barges into the room without knocking. "Yo J... What the fuck!?" John B yells when he realises what he has caught you doing.

JJ and you jump away from each other and hide under the blanket. Eyeing your admittedly very unamused looking brother with wide eyes and tightly knit eyebrows. “We were just… umm… just talking” JJ says just at the same time as you try to deflect your brother. "This is not what it looks like. I swear." You try to assure John B, clawing your hands tightly into the blanket as he paces back and forth with his hands running through his hair. "I don't even care about what you were doing, but did you have to do it in my bed?!" John B shakes as if a freezing cold shiver runs down his spine.

When you look around, you realise, that you did in fact in all the haste, land in his room. Neither you nor the blond beside you know what to say. "It's getting late, so I'm just gonna do you the favour of walking out of here and when I come back in five minutes, I want to see you decent and asleep on the couch." He runs his hands through the brown tresses one more time and then walks out of the room, with in surrender raised arms. "Yes, John B... Thank you." The two of you mumble in unison as your brother leaves.

That night, sleep does not want to claim you. Forcing you to toss and turn to the sound of Kie's even breaths and Pope’s light snoring. Thoughts circle in your head like a toy train until you finally have enough of the uncertainty. "JJ? Are you sleeping?" You whisper into the semi dark as you crawl over to him. "Not yet. What's bothering you?" His answer comes almost immediately, and he closes his arms around your middle to pull you close. "I... I kinda can't stop thinking about earlier." You sigh when you feel the warmth of his chest against your back. "What about it?" The warm breath fans over the side of your marked up neck. "What you said about not being able to see me as John B's little sister. Did you... Did you mean that just in a physical way or..." Your heart beats so loud it drones in your ear. Keeping you from being able to finish your question.

"Which way would you like it better?" JJ only asks, giving you basically no answer at all. "I think I would like it better if it would be more than a one-time thing. Actually... I know I want this to be more." You confess, voice trembling and so quiet JJ has to concentrate to hear you. An almost imperceptible sigh leaves the blond's lungs at your statement. "I want this to be more too." "Really? Do you mean that?" You turn your head back to look at him through the corner of your eyes. "I really mean it. Will you be my girlfriend?" The wide smile is audible in his voice. "Yes, of course I'll be your girlfriend." You turn your upper body some more until you are finally able to cup his face in your hands, pulling him into a kiss. Brushing your lips against his, excited and a bit uncoordinated from the angle. Neither of you is bothered by it though. On the contrary, after just a moment you feel JJ's hard cock press against your backside again. Parting from him, you look at him unbelieving yet amused. "Are you serious? Now?" You giggle. "Can't help it." JJ tries to breathily defend himself. "Kie and Pope will hear us." You express concern, though your panties begin to stick to your folds at the thought of doing something right there. "Not if you stay quiet, baby." The blond offers a simple solution by clamping a hand over your mouth once more as he begins to rut against you.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

rafe with someone with a lot of attitude 😍😍

you ask i deliver 😍

*my work is not to be translated or copied!!*

warnings: violence,angst, implied smut, over protective rafe

you were so angry with him, he had just punched jj right infront of you because jj said something and rafe thought he was talking to you but he was speaking to kie, you weren’t proud but you slapped him across the face and then running home sobbing, you were just about to go to sleep and you heard a quiet knock on your window “yn come out” you sigh walking to the window pissed of that he’s turned up here “fuck off rafe i don’t want to speak to you” you say closing the window and climb into bed.

scrolling on your phone you hear the floor outside your door creak, as your staring at the door it’s pushed open with no other than rafe stood there staring at you he looked angry “hello sweetheart” you let out a whimper knowing he’s going to make you pay for what you did “h-hi” you say barely audible “aw what’s wrong princess, cat got your tongue?” he says smirking “what are you doing here rafe?” you say whispering yet shouting “you didn’t honestly think you would get away with what you did tonight did you baby?” he says walking slowly towards you making you shiver when he grazes his hand up your leg “s-sorry Rafey” you say not wanting to piss him off anymore than you already have “let’s see how sorry you are sweetheart”.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

bestfriend ?

bsf jj - who would teach you how to ride dick.

bsf jj - who lets you sit on his face when you’re horny.

bsf jj - who picks you up from partys and fucks you in the twinkie.

bsf jj - who you want to cuddle everytime your drunk.

bsf jj - who likes to let you explore and find your kinks with him.

bsf jj - who gives you a ride any where as long as you give him anything in return.

bsf jj - who you love to cockwarm while you and all your friends are watching films.

bsf jj - who comforts you when another guy lets you down (jj threatens them all).

*do not translate or copy my work!!*

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

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