#Massage At JB

[nateih]

Revitalizing Your Well-Being: The Wonders of Foot Massage 🦶

In the quest for a balanced and fulfilling life, we often overlook a simple yet profoundly effective practice: foot massage. This age-old technique has transcended generations, offering a multitude of benefits that extend far beyond mere relaxation. Delve into the world of foot massage and discover how it can become your secret weapon for enhanced well-being.

A Holistic Approach: More than just a pleasurable indulgence, foot massage has roots in holistic healing traditions. Drawing inspiration from reflexology, an ancient therapy that connects specific points on the feet to various organs and systems, foot massage unlocks a pathway to rejuvenation.

Stress Dissolution: Our feet bear the weight of our daily struggles, quite literally. A foot massage provides more than just relief for tired feet; it unlocks a gateway to tranquility. By targeting pressure points and encouraging the release of endorphins, foot massage eases stress, making it a powerful tool for maintaining mental equilibrium. 🌈🌺

Vitalizing Circulation: The art of foot massage goes beyond relaxation—it nurtures circulation. Through expert manipulation, blood flow is improved, ushering in a cascade of benefits. Enhanced circulation fosters the efficient transport of nutrients and oxygen to cells, supporting detoxification and overall vitality. 🩸⚡

Healing Comfort: Chronic pain can cast a shadow over daily life. Foot massage, however, emerges as a potential ally in pain management. Its skilled techniques alleviate muscle tension, reduce inflammation, and offer respite to those battling persistent discomfort. 🌼🙌

Nurturing Sleep: The elusive treasure of sound sleep becomes attainable with foot massage. As tension dissipates and relaxation takes hold, anxiety retreats. This transformation paves the way for improved sleep quality, contributing to holistic wellness. 🌙💤

Harmony of Mind and Body: Foot massage is a symphony that resonates not only with the body but also with the mind. As skilled hands work their magic, a meditative state ensues. Worries fade, replaced by a sense of mindfulness and serenity that extends far beyond the massage table. ☯️🌄

Embark on a Journey: Introducing foot massage into your self-care regimen is more than a luxury—it's an investment in your well-being. Step into this realm, where relaxation, healing, and rejuvenation converge. Embrace the wonders of foot massage and take a stride towards a more revitalized you. 🚶‍♂️✨

In a world that rushes forward, pausing for a foot massage is a declaration of self-care. The practice's profound impact on stress, circulation, pain, sleep, and the mind-body connection makes it a treasure trove of well-being. So, let your wellness journey be grounded in the therapeutic embrace of foot massage. 🌻🌿

[vetteldixon]

now THESE are the essential scenes

[springtomorrowfoodtravel]

Bangkok Family Spa - Masai, Johor

We found Bangkok Family Spa in Masai, Johor and had the best Thai Traditional Massage ever—my whole body felt rejuvenated! Booking via WhatsApp was super easy with instant confirmation. If you love strong massages, book early when the therapists are fresh. The serene, quiet environment, reasonable prices, and experienced Thai therapists make this place a gem. Highly recommend it!

We discovered Bangkok Family Spa a few years ago during our staycation at the Renaissance Johor Bahru Hotel. Tried out their Thai Traditional Massage, and honestly, it was the best massage I’ve ever had. My whole body felt rejuvenated, and every joint and muscle got a good stretch with plenty of those satisfying cracking sounds. It was amazing! A Return Visit After the Ironman After my hubby did…

[princessbrunette]

i just know jayj and john b try to be sooo normal when it comes to you skippin around the chateau in nothing but an itty bitty t shirt and cute panties!!! nervous as hell when you sprawl over the both of them for a movie night or even just take off your shirt one day out on the boat. both of them somewhere behind the wheel just intensely staring at you, trying to play is so cool and failing tremendously - 🍓

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🍭🐬🩷˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

you could be so oblivious sometimes. you lived with two guys, two guys you are dating — and still maintained your pristine halo, dancing around the chateau to the low hum of the radio, cleaning up last nights mess of beer cans and pizza boxes, all whilst wearing a t-shirt roughly three sizes too small, and a pair of panties, the bow in the centre just tempting a hand to come and tug at it.

john b and jj were used to you— sure, they’d seen you naked a bunch of times, and in underwear, and in a bikini, and so on— but there was something just so devious about this combination of garments that they couldn’t look away. they both felt it, that boyish stare they’d both do everytime you’d glide past them, dropping their eyes to your tits and then bending at the neck to watch your ass bounce with each step when you’re passed, it was quite the sight to see.

john b whistled casually once you finally settled down to watch a movie with them, an invite that always ends in nudity — the pattern never seeming to occur to you when you’d happily agree. “lookin’ good, pup.” the brunette hummed as you settled down on the couch between them. you greet him with a sloppy kiss to his cheek.

“thanks jb.” you chirp innocently before jj is instantly turning your face with his hand and tapping his cheek.

“i see you. playing favourites.” he accuses lightheartedly as you giggle, delivering a kiss to his cheek too. he turns his face, lips smacking yours and he gropes greedily at your tits making you squeal against him.

“where are your manners, jj?” you tsk, faux appalled as john b scrolls through netflix to find the movie you’d been discussing earlier.

“oh, long gone. soon as you put that lil’ outfit on.” he smirks, and you hide yourself shyly, masking your smile as you turn to the tv, the movie starting up.

you’ll admit, you felt the eyes, the attention, the clear admiration of your little get up. the boys were clearly just in a mood that day, all riled up and touching you at any chance they got throughout the movie. the extra attention and ego boost went straight to your panties, plus — the movie was a little boring.

you shift uncomfortably, kicking the blanket draped over your legs off onto the ground making john b tsk.

“wanna stretch out.” you groan, feigning discomfort before repositioning yourself before jj could make some kind of innuendo about the remark, laying on your stomach across the two of them— cheek laying on your hand on john b’s lap, innocently watching the tv, and your bottom half raised on jj’s lap, his hand instantly cupping the thigh meat below your ass.

“comfortable?” john b smirks, a knowing timbre to his voice.

“very.” you hum in satisfaction, watching — or pretending atleast to watch the movie.

you were in bliss, john b going from massaging the back of your neck to cupping your cheek and rubbing his thumb comfortingly along your skin, your eyes fluttering closed. jj was getting busy too, groping and squeezing at your ass cheeks, occasionally offering little smacks to watch the fat ripple on his lap, a deep and quiet ‘mmmhm.’ leaving his throat.

“you know, as intriguing as this movie is… i got something way more interesting right here on my lap.” jj teases, looping his pointer finger into your panties and slowly peeling them aside, revealing the gooey, sticky mess you’d made of your folds. “uh-huh, would you look at that.” he smirks, rubbing a thumb through it all like he just couldn’t help himself.

you release a quiet moan against john b’s palm and he grins all soft and loverboy-esque like the act is totally innocent. “can never just ask for what you want, can you?” he muses, no threat of punishment to his voice whatsoever. he stretches his arms, lazy and languid before rolling his shoulders, smiling readily.

“cant ask, m’shy…” you rub your cheek against his thigh, wide eyes trained on where he’s hardening through his shorts. john b follows your gaze and starts to rub at himself, waking up the cock that was going to make you cry.

“wrong, shy girls don’t have two boyfriends.” jj pushes a finger inside you lazily, curling it up to the spot you need him making you whine. “nah, you’re somethin’ else.”

you take over from john b’s hand, your own curious palm stroking him through the fabric as he sighs, tipping his head back onto the couch headrest with a pleased smirk. “what am i, jayj?” you pout, turning to look over your shoulder, brows furrowed as you hump back against his finger. jj stares at the sight as if in a trance, eyes locked in and tongue poking out to swipe habitually at his bottom lip.

“i’on know. but i like it. a lot.”

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🍭🐬🩷˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

[moremaybank]

Nasty thoughts: Rafe spitting in my mouth while choking me.

Sucking JJ’s dick while he’s trying to have a conversation 😏

splitting this up into two bc i just can't resist 🤪 (mdni)

rafe

"keep your eyes on me. i need to make sure you know who owns this fucking pussy." rafe’s hand tightens around your throat as the other one pushes down on the back of your thigh, opening you up. with sharp and hard movements, he works his cock into you repeatedly. "open your mouth," he orders. you struggle through your whimpers, but you manage to obey him. he gathers his saliva and spits it onto your flat tongue. "swallow." once again, you oblige and swallow his spit. he uses his grip on your throat to draw your face closer to his. he kisses you, slithering his tongue into your mouth and fighting for dominance. at the same time, he jams his cock against your cervix. you whine into his mouth, feeling tears brimming in your eyes and flowing down your cheeks the deeper he goes. "such a good fucking girl for me. i love making you cry with my cock. reminds me how needy you are for me."

jj

“no, jb, i said— oh, shit,” jj’s cut off by the gasp he lets out when your fingers circle his shaft. you spit onto the tip and watch it dribble downward toward his balls. then, tapping the tip against your tongue, you feel him twitch in anticipation. “don’t mind me, baby. go ahead. finish your conversation. just wanna suck on your cock for awhile.” he gulps but nods at you, far too hypnotized by your sultry eyes to say no. “n-nah, i’m still here. i was just saying that— fuck!” you take his cock deep, letting his tip hit the back of your throat. you massage his balls in your hand, playing with them just right as you lap at his cock like a melting scoop of ice cream. "yeah, i-i'm good. i'll just— i'll meet you there." he hangs up the phone, tossing it to the side before threading his fingers into your hair. he gains a tight grip on your head after doing so, and he starts to fuck your mouth. "you're gonna regret that, pretty girl. i'm gonna bruise your perfect throat with my cock."

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[joelalorian]

Fall Into Me - Chapter Nine: I'd Fall for You Twice if That's What You Wanted

dbf!Joel x f!reader

Summary: Joel is hanging on by a thread as a single father to a tenacious 10-year-old Sarah. Feeling like he's drowning, like the world is about to spit him out, he needs some help before he breaks in half. At your dad's insistence, you show up in his life and change everything.

Story is inspired by the song Fall Into Me by Forest Blakk. Chapter titles will be lyrics from the song.

Word Count: 3.2k

Chapter Warnings: Explicit, under 18 take a hike. No outbreak AU. Lots of feelings. Sarah, Tommy, Emily, and JB unknowingly banding together for the win. Joel is his own warning. Inappropriate (or entirely appropriate?) use of a massager. Age gap of about 9 years (Reader 24/25, Joel 33/34). No use of y/n. Reader has a nickname used only by her dad and Joel uses various terms of endearment (darlin', sweetheart, etc.).

Thank you so much to everyone who reads this self-indulgent story and extra thanks to those who comment and/or reblog - you all make me feel like a rock star!

Dividers by the wonderful @saradika-graphics

Chapter Eight | Main Masterlist

“Girl, you’ve got it baaad,” Emily teased, watching you eye your phone every five seconds. The pair of you were getting drinks at your favorite watering hole the Saturday before your first full week of officially teaching.

“I can’t help it, Em. He’s got this, like, hold over me or something,” you replied sheepishly, one hand tucking your phone away in your back pocket. You were starting to annoy yourself with how often you checked for texts from Joel.

“You’re in love, that’s what happens.” Emily shrugged and sipped at her fruity mixed drink. “How’d the holidays go?”

Your expression lit up as you told Emily about your first major holidays with the Millers. Having spent some holidays with them while you were still away at school, your dad already fit into their family dynamic seamlessly. You were a happy and much-loved addition to the festivities and there was plenty of laughter among the adults at how badly Tommy botched dinner for both Thanksgiving and Christmas. Why Joel and your dad ever let him try again after the wreck that was Thanksgiving dinner was beyond you. Thankfully, your dad saved the day both times with his unparalleled grilling skills.

“So, it’s safe to say that JB’s still happy about you and Joel being together?” Emily asked after your own laughter at recounting the mess died down.

“Is he ever,” you replied with a shake of your head. “He loves to rib Joel on making an honest woman out of me. Joel takes it in stride, but I’m kinda afraid that it’ll scare him off if my dad keeps it up.”

“Oh, please! That man is clearly head over fuckin’ heels for you. Hell, he’s already told you and JB that he loves you, he’s not goin’ anywhere!” After taking another sip of her drink, Emily shot you a pointed look. “When the hell am I gonna meet Joel, anyway? I feel like you’re actively hiding him from me.”

You stilled.

Were you doing that? You didn’t think so, not at first, but… If you were honest with yourself, there was an element of truth to Emily’s accusation.

“Shit, Em. I’m not doing it purposefully, I swear,” you replied beseechingly, pausing to figure out how to properly explain things. Finding a scratch in the tabletop suddenly fascinating, you stared at it while continuing. “I just have to share him so much already, between Sarah and my dad, even his brother – not that I begrudge him spending time with any of them, especially Sarah! It’s just… when I have time with him, I want to keep him to myself. You know what I mean?”

God, that made you sound so selfish. You looked up to find Emily grinning at you.

“What?” you asked, confused.

“I’ve never seen you so in love. It looks good on you.” Emily clinked her now empty glass against your half-full one. “Just promise me that I’ll get to meet him soon. We could do a double date or something, so it doesn’t take away too much of your precious alone time.”

Over another round of drinks, you made plans for a few Fridays from now, quietly hoping Joel wouldn’t mind.

Heading home, you longed to see Joel, but it was late, and he was spending time with Sarah. He went to great lengths to make sure his daughter did not feel left out or neglected while the two of you explored your relationship, setting aside time for just the two of them to hang out. You loved that about him and knew how important that quality time was for Sarah. Besides, you planned to head over there tomorrow to get a little quality time of your own ahead of the busy week ahead.

In the morning, you slept in and lazed around the house for a while, taking the opportunity to relax and ease into your day while your dad puttered around until mid-day. You hadn’t heard from Joel, but that didn’t bother you – he knew you planned to come over. Around one o’clock, you headed over to the Millers, picking up some pizza and beer on the way.  

Pulling up in front of the house, you found your usual spot in the driveway taken by your dad’s truck while Tommy’s truck blocked the remaining space. With a huff you parked along the curb. You would have ordered more pizza if you knew everyone would be here.

“Howdy boys,” you greeted as you walked in. “I come bearing pizza and beer, though I fear we’ll need lots more with this crew.”

Only one set of eyes turned away from the football game playing on TV as they all greet you in return. Getting up from his beloved corner spot on the couch, Joel took the pizza and beer from your hands and placed them on the coffee table before pulling you into the kitchen for a proper greeting.

“Hi darlin’, I’ve missed you,” Joel murmured, his voice already raspy from yelling at the TV. He pulled you close until your bodies were flush together and kissed you deeply. Like a magnet, your fingers threaded through his messy curls, tugging gently as he nibbled your bottom lip.

“Mmm, I missed you, too, handsome. Didn’t know you were having company.”

Joel flashed his big cow eyes at you, eyebrows pinched together regretfully. “’M sorry, baby. I didn’t know they were coming by to watch the game ‘til they got here. Apparently, my TV is the best, so here they are. Hope that’s ok. I’ll kick ‘em right the hell out if you want me to.”

The thought did cross your mind.

“Nah, enjoy the game with the boys. I’ll sit with you guys for a bit then hang with Sarah until they leave.” Still wrapped in each other’s arms, you nuzzled the tanned skin of Joel’s neck and he hummed.

“You gonna stay over?”

You shouldn’t, not on a school night – your first as a bona fide teacher – but you had so little time together. “Sure. Just don’t keep me up too late, Mister. Those kids are exhausting, and I need my energy for the first day.”

“Miller! Stop neckin’ with my daughter and get your ass out here!” your dad’s voice bellowed through the house, causing the two of you to spring apart.

“Jesus, Dad,” you sighed, pecking Joel on the lips one last time before following him out to the living room. When would the game be over?

Surprisingly, you enjoyed the time watching the game with everyone. Even Sarah came down to join you all at half-time, book in hand, and sat between you and Joel reading. It was a lovely afternoon and a lovelier night as Joel held you in his arms, whispering words of praise into your hair until you fell into a deep slumber.

Your first week of teaching passed in a blur. After a month of assisting the prior teacher before his official retirement, the students knew you and respected your authority, setting the stage for an overall lovely experience. You started off with earth science lessons and most of the kids were engaged and eager to learn. Of course, you had a few little challenges with difficult students testing their boundaries, but you felt good about the way you handled each situation.

You stayed later after the students were dismissed, using the time to organize the room to your liking and get the lesson plans in order. Sarah perched at one of the long wooden tables working on her homework while you completed your tasks. The pattern offered you and Sarah some quality time together and the young girl found great enjoyment in putting you on the spot, especially when her dad was the topic at hand.

“JB keeps telling dad he needs to marry you,” Sarah blurted randomly Friday afternoon. “Do you want to?”

Staring at her wide-eyed, unsure what to say, you merely shrugged. Why was everyone so focused on the two of you getting married? You only started dating a few months ago!

Tilting her head to the side with a little smirk, Sarah replied, “That’s not a ‘no’.”

She was getting to be as bad as your dad and Tommy.

“You could be my stepmom! I always wanted one since I didn’t get to have a regular mom.”

Despite Sarah’s cheerfulness at the idea, your heart ached for all the real mom-related experiences she didn’t get to have. You knew exactly how that felt. If marrying Joel wasn’t already something you hoped for in the future, it would be after hearing Sarah expressing her desire for a stepmom, for you as a stepmom.

Sarah kept talking, while you lost yourself in thought.

Would you be a good stepmom?

God, you hoped so.

You never had one, JB chose to never get too serious with anyone after your mom, but you heard enough horror stories from your friends about their own stepmoms through the years. It sounded like a thankless job. But all the people you knew with stepparents had both birth parents still in their lives, so maybe your experience would be different.

The late bell chimed, drawing you out of your ever-spiraling thoughts.

“Come on, nugget. Let’s get you home,” you said, pushing thoughts of marriage and step parenthood to the farthest recesses of your mind.

“If you’re not gonna marry my dad, could you at least move in with us? It would be so great if you lived with us!”

Jesus fucking Christ in a handbasket. This kid sure knew how to keep you on your toes.

Leaning over the bar top with hunched shoulders and an aching back, Joel picked at the label on the beer bottle. He didn’t often visit the bar after work, not since Sarah came into his life, but he finally had some extra money and felt like treating himself. You stopped letting him pay you months ago, when the two of you became more to each other than just babysitter and boss, and he stashed that money away each week, saving it for what he didn’t know.

At his side, Tommy carried on about some chick he met a few weeks ago. A pretty attorney who was way out of his league and already turned him down twice. Like a dog with a bone, Tommy showed no signs of giving up yet.

“You better be careful, brother. She may get a restraining order against you if you don’t take it easy,” Joel said, voice a rich rumble.

Tommy waved him off with a chortle. “Oh please. She’s loving it. Chicks like that like being pursued.”

“If you say so.” Joel didn’t know this woman or what she liked, but he knew for a fact that you would hate it if a guy relentlessly pursued you after turning him down, not once, but twice. He smiled at the thought of you kicking a guy like that in the fucking balls to prove that you were very much not interested.

He full on laughed at the thought of you kicking his little brother in the balls, causing Tommy to glance sideways at him.

“What’s so funny, huh?”

“Nothin’,” Joel grumbled, clearing his throat. Thoughts of you continued to invade his mind, just like they always did. You were always on his mind, and he loved it. If only you were always in his bed… Joel cleared his throat. “Hey, uh. How do you know if it’s too early to ask a girl to move in?”

Tommy groaned. “Why you always askin’ me this shit? How am I supposed to know? I have less actual relationship experience than you do.”

“Who else am I supposed to ask, huh? JB? Don’t imagine that’d go over too well,” Joel replied with a defeated shrug, but Tommy conceded the point.

“You need more friends, man.” Clearing his throat, Tommy gave it a moment’s thought. “Well, the way I see it, you love her, and she loves you, everyone knows it, and JB and Sarah are both happy for the two of you. Moving in together seems like the logical next step, right?”

Joel nodded, still uncertain.

“Only the two of you can know if the pace is right. Seems to me like you both waited long enough for the right one to come along. You’ve both been through some shit, why waste any more time?”

Damn, when did his little brother become so insightful?

“Alright, I get your point. Do you think she’ll say yes if I ask?” As secure as he was in your love for each other, Joel still floundered a bit at each new step in the relationship department.

“I dunno, brother. You’re just gonna have to grow a pair and find out.”

“Fuckin’ grow a pair,” Joel grumbled, punching Tommy in the arm, hard.

The pair bickered through another round, like brothers do, before calling it an evening. Eager to see you and Sarah, Joel didn’t want to waste away the evening in the bar with Tommy. As they walked out to their trucks, Tommy stopped Joel with a hand on his shoulder.

“Listen, brother. In all seriousness, I think she’ll say yes, so just ask, ok?”

Joel nodded his thanks and confirmed plans for watching the game at his place on Sunday, before climbing into his truck. The trip home didn’t take long, and for that Joel was grateful. His back ached after a busy week of hard labor followed by an hour sitting hunched over the bar. He’d kill for a massage.

The house was quiet when he walked in, no sign of you or Sarah on the ground floor. Kicking off his work boots and dropping the truck keys onto the hook near the door, Joel slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor.

Light flooded into the hall from Sarah’s bedroom, the sound of giggles and low voices echoing in the air. He moved slowly, quietly, until he could just peek around the door jamb. You sat on Sarah’s bed, the little girl perched in front of you, as you braided her wiry curls.

The sight melted Joel’s insides into a gooey puddle.

This. This was exactly what he wanted to come home to everyday.

He had to ask you to move in.

Just as he straightened up with a silent groan, ready to enter the room, Sarah’s sweet little voice left him frozen in place.

“I think you’d make the best stepmom.”

“This again,” you griped playfully. “You do, huh? Why?”

Was this something Sarah brought up before? Joel held his breath, waiting for Sarah’s response.

“Because you love my dad and you love me, you’re always kind even when things go wrong, you’re smart, and you like spending time with me. But most of all, because you do the things a mom does even though you’re not my mom and you don’t have to.”

He caught your gasp even though you tried to hide it from Sarah. You were as affected by Sarah’s heartfelt, innocent confession as he was. His adorable, sweet little girl knew you’d make a great stepmom and he agreed with all her reasons. If possible, he fell further in love with you in that moment after seeing you through his daughter’s eyes.

“Well, you’re right, nugget. I do love you and your dad, and I hope that one day, when the time is right, I can be your stepmom. Until then, we’ll just keep doing what we’re doing, ok? I’ll still love you to pieces even without the official title.”

You choked out the words, on the verge of tears, and Joel felt his own eyes begin to water. Unable to bear it any longer, he swept through the doorway and pulled you both against his chest in a big bear hug. His precious girls. He loved you both more than words could express.

“Daddy! You’re squeezing too tight! Imma burst!” Sarah shrieked with laughter as he tossed her onto the bed and began tickling her with one hand, his other still holding your close.

“Did you…” Your eyes searched his, a hint of worry hiding in their depths, and Joel grinned, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

“I heard it all,” Joel confirmed, confidence bolstered knowing you wanted to marry him at some point. Conveying every feeling held in his heart through his eyes, he added, “Move in with us. Please.”

Your eyes flicked back and forth between his, searching for confirmation. “Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life, darlin’.”

The three of you celebrated with ice cream after you agreed to move in with them before putting Sarah to bed. By then, Joel’s back ached something fierce and you offered to use the message gun he forgot he had.

“Lay face down on the bed, my love,” you directed, watching with adoration as he tugged the shirt over his head, jeans hanging low on his hips. The muscles rippled in his arms and back as he settled on the soft mattress. “Ready?”

“Yes,” Joel murmured, huffing when you climbed over him to straddle his ass.

Turning on the massage gun, you put it on the middle setting and pressed the ball against the flesh of his traps. Even through the device, you could feel how tight those muscles were. It must be where he held his tension. Over the next half hour, you worked the massager over his back, soaking in the grunts that bordered on pain and relief. Somewhere along the way, the groans turned pleasurable, and Joel rolled onto his back, leaving you to straddle his thighs as the bulge in his jeans grew.

Joel’s hands moved to undo the button on his jeans, but you batted his hand away with a mischievous grin. With wide, wondrous eyes, he watched you adjust the setting on the massager and run it along the seam of his pants.

“Oh fuck,” he hissed, cock twitching with interest at the vibration. “Don’t stop.”

Hands gripping your hips, he bucked up into the delightful buzz of the massager, a steady stream of moans falling from his lips as the vibrations spread from his balls upwards to the head of his cock. Fuck, if it felt that good through his jeans, how good would it feel directly on his cock?

“Do you want me to increase the speed setting?” you purred, pressing the massager harder against him.

“Oh God, fuck. Yes… ungh. Please.” The words fell from his lips in a series of whimpers as you adjusted the settings. Within moments, he moaned a bit too loudly and came in his pants. You didn’t let up on the pressure though, the vibration drawing out his orgasm until every last drop of his load was blown and his body nearly convulsed with the overstimulation.

Chest heaving, he watched you switch off the massager and run your fingers along the large wet spot on his jeans, his cock twitching tiredly in response.

“That was fucking sexy,” you murmured, enthralled with the mess you just made of him.

“Yeah? Lemme see that thing. Think it’s my turn now, pretty girl.”

Tbc

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[avenging-fandoms]

john b literally does it for me.

wanna fuck him in the back of the twinkie NOT EVEN SORRY BOUT IT.

**yeah it's a situationship. complicated. seems like jombie **and yes i make him beg. *smut and angst cause i LOVE writing angst

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"John B Routledge!" you bang on his screen door. "You owe me a beach day!" You shout and bang on it some more until a very aggravated John B opened the door. You opened the screen door and smile at your friend. "Morning sunshine, you owe me a beach day.”

"I don't owe you shit, Yn."

"You don't?" You cross your arms, looking at him. "I covered for your ass when Sarah asked where you were. Said you were out somewhere with your dad when you were hiding in my room from her." Your fingers tap his chest. "I lied to your girlfriend, so you promised me a beach day."

John B sighed. "Ex, she cheated. With Topper. And fine, give me 10 minutes." You clap and lay on his couch, closing your eyes as you listen to him rustle around. "Alright, let's go, brat."

"Brat. This brat helped you out." John B pushed your head and you both hop into the twinkie. John B drove to your favorite beach in the Outer Banks, far from where anyone could find you two.

You set out your blanket and towel, John B coming over with the bag and cooler. You take off your shirt and shorts, catching John B staring for too long. "Can you help me put the sunscreen on, JB?"

"Uh, yeah, of course." He took the bottle and moved your hair, massaging the lotion into your back. He moved down and covered your ass and down your thighs, and you had to bite your knuckle. He just broke up with his girlfriend 2 days ago, but you couldn't help but want him. You had him first.

You and John B were friends who later added the 'with benefits' part. It went on for months, no strings attached. He then stopped hanging out with you altogether when he started dating Sarah, then came back around when they were serious.

You turn around and face him, John B rubbing lotion into his hands and smoothing over your chest, hesitant on covering your boobs. "Nothing you have touched before, JB." His cheeks turned red as he put sunscreen all over your front.

"My turn." He took off his shirt and you bite your lip softly, putting lotion over his chest and v-line. He gasped softly and you turn him around. You rub it into his back, scratching down his skin, knowing it drove him crazy.

"Alright, I think I'lm going to swim for a bit, clear my head." You nod and play music on your phone, laying in the sun with your eyes closed. John B was gone for more than an hour, and came back pruny and dripping wet.

"Good swim?"

"So good, I thought of literally everything I could think of." John B laid next to you and closed his eyes, and you watched the water droplets slide down and off his body. You bit your lip and flipped onto your stomach, groaning. "Takes too much to suntan?"

"No, asshat. My shoulders and back are killing me." You huff and lay your cheek on your hand, John B sitting up and sitting with his wet trunks on your thighs. "Ah, JB it's cold!" You laugh and he smiles.

"Just relax, are there knots in your shoulder and back?" You nod and he presses his thumbs into your shoulders, massaging out the first knot he found and you moan rather loudly. "Haven't heard that in a while." He mumbled softly, but you still heard him. You did it purposely now, knowing he liked it. And John B purposefully found tough knots just to hear you moan.

After he got off you sat up and rolled out your shoulders, a smile on your face. "JJ's couldn't get them out. He was so rough I told him to never touch me again." John B laughs and stands up, holding out his hand. "I'm not going in the water, you're crazy."

"Why not? Why come to the beach then?" He asks and looks at you, his hair still damp in his face. You studied him. His head blocked the sun, his hands on his hips which pushed his shorts down a bit, giving you a good eye level shot of his v-line.

You protested. John B rolled his eyes at your stubbornness, grabbing your waist and throwing you over his shoulder. You laugh and hit his back as his right hand held onto the back of your thighs. "Hold your breath!" He yelled as he jumped into the water with you.

The two of you spent some time in the water, floating and talking. "Do you want Sarah back?" John B stayed silent. "The girl cheated and you still want her?"

"Can you blame me, Yn? I've been in love with this girl for so long. We've been through so much, I don't want to give up on her. It'll take time but I know I'll forgive her."

"Right." You nod and swim to shore, pushing your hair behind your back and squeezing the water out, drying your body and hair.

"Yn, where are you going? Why are you mad at what I said?" John B's hands were in front of him, and he was utterly confused as you angrily shoved your blanket and towel into your bag.

"What about me, John B?"

Finally. 5 years of being in love with John B and 3 years of Sarah Cameron and on-and-off fucking around, you finally asked it.

"What about all the things we've been through together? How we used to spend every night with each other? Hell, even have sex when you and Sarah were done! I don't know why I even try. You still want the broad after cheating." You pulled on your shorts, leaving your shirt off. "Thanks for the beach day, I'll find another ride home." You start to walk past the Twinkie but John B catches up to you.

"Yn, stop being an idiot." You drop the bag and look at him, his hand holding your face. "Did you really think I would come here with you just as friends? The way I wanted to keep touching you." His fingers fell to your bathing suit top, breath hitting yours as he pushed the strap off your shoulders. "You were poison, Yn Yln. You're intoxicating. I need you."

You slide open the door, sitting on the cushion and he climbs in after you like a lost puppy and you slam the door. You push your hips forward, John B on his knees as he looked at you desperately. "Tell me."

"Tell you.. what?"

You lean forward, the other strap falling and John B got a perfect view of your chest. "Tell me how bad you need me."

"Fuck, Yn, I think of you every fucking day. Your body, the way you sound." His hands touch your knees, pushing up towards your shorts. "I need to taste you, God I remember you tasting so sweet." Your eyes got heavy as he pulled your shorts off. You put your heel on the seat, John B untying the knot on your hips and taking off your bottoms.

"Anything you want, John B." You cursed yourself for letting yourself fall for him again, but how could you not? John B leaned forward with his eyes trained on yours, tongue flicking against your clit slowly as you let out soft whimpers.

"Go ahead, tell me how bad you need more." John B taunted and you look at him, and he looked at you with a devilish grin. His fingers rub up and down your folds, waiting for your words.

"Fuck, John B. Eat me like your last fucking meal. Fuck me like you're dying tomorrow, I don't care what you do. I need you." You grab his face and kiss him, a satisfied hum coming from his mouth against yours. John B slides his fingers inside and you gasp against his mouth, gripping his hair.

You moan into his mouth as he picks up his pace, hand around your neck as he pushes your head back, laying you down on the seat and fucking you with his fingers the fastest he could. "John B!" You exclaim and he pulls away with a smile. "You dickhead."

"You know how I like to make you cum, and it's not like that." You sat up and switched positions with John B, pulling his shorts down before he could sit down. You toss them behind you and drool at the sight of his leaky cock.

"Missed me, JB?" You smirk and kitten lick the tip, taking him into your mouth. John B let out a little whimper as you push him down your throat.

"Good girl, take all of me. Fuck yes, you're so good." He huffed and leaned forward, untying your top and throwing it with the pile of clothes. His left hand held your hair as the other one toyed with your nipple. You gag on him and he lets outa breath, laughing as he grabbed your chin and pulled you up, grinning as you gasp for air.

"You did miss me."

"Oh, I missed hearing you gag on my dick." He hums and kisses you, pulling you onto his lap. You grab his cock and his hand grips the back of your head, pushing your head down. "Watch, baby. Watch me fill you up."

You sit down on him, gasping at the foreign feeling. You held his face, moving your hips and John B moans against your mouth. "You feel so good, Yn. Fuck."

John B laid you on the seat, thrusting his hips into you and wrapping his hand around your throat. "Fuck, you are perfect." His hands fall down your front, thumb rubbing your clit. You grab his biceps and gasp, wrapping your legs around his waist. "Already, sweetheart? We're just getting started." you whimper his name and dig your nails into his skin. "Come on, baby. Let me hear those pretty moans."

"Fuck, John B! Shit!" Your legs shook around his body, John B still moving his hips.

"Fuck I love hearing you scream my name." John B got off of you and you bend over the cushion, his hand spanking you a few times roughly. He pushed himself into you, holding onto the seat above your head as he slammed into you.

John B grabbed your hair in his fist and you look at him. "JJ fucks so much better." You moan and he laughs.

"Sarah rides better." You pull away from him and push him onto the seat again, sliding down on him and bouncing your hips. John B's hand smoothed up your stomach and twisted your nipple in his fingers.

You lean forward and bite his neck, his breath getting choppy. You bit harder and sat up, kissing him lazily as his hands hold your back. "You gonna cum for me, John B? You gonna fill me up like old times?"

"Holy.. God.. damn it." John B pressed you down against him and you whimper, shivering as he pumps his cum into you. He bounced you on top of him, rubbing your clit and you fist his hair, hips shaking as you cum around him. "I will never get tired of watching you cum." He let out a small laugh and kissed your sweaty chest, your fingers combing through his hair.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, wanna meet me at the snack shack?" You get off of him and he nods, John B helping you tie your top. You tie the strings at your hips and throw his button up over your body.

"That's my shirt." You open the door and slide your shoes on.

"I thought you liked me in your clothes?" You wink and head to the bathroom. You fix your hair and check your phone, hearing your voice being called. You look behind you thinking it was John B, but you look to the left and it was someone much worse.

Sarah fucking Cameron.

There you stood. Just-had-sex hair, John B's shirt, sweat, scratches and bite marks. She wasn't stupid, you knew she'd notice right away.

"Yn, hi!" She hugs you and you pat her back, putting on your best smile. "How are you?"

Her eyes scan your body and you grew nervous. You saw John B walking towards you and you try to signal that it was Sarah. "Uh, I'm uh.. alright. Just trying to.. enjoy my summer."

Sarah wasn't stupid. She looked behind her and John B ducked behind a trash can. "John B?"

He stood up slowly and you backed up from her, closer to John B. She put it together. His shirt on you, the marks on his neck. "Sarah."

"Didn't take you long to move on, John B" she crossed your arms and you laugh. "Something funny?"

"How are you gonna get mad at him for fucking someone else when you cheated on him? It's your fault." Sarah's face turned red and John B's hand rubbed your back.

"We were together when you got with Topper. I'm single getting with Yn. There's a difference. See you around, Sarah." You two walk past her and you poke him.

"I still have to use the bathroom, JB."

"Okay, I'll be the bodyguard to make sure she doesn't try anything in the bathroom."

"You act like I haven't kicked her ass before."

[indigoflorals]

distraction - j.m & j.r 18+

jj maybank x reader x john b routledge

sum: jj offers his girl to his best friend after his rough breakup

warnings: oral (m), con/non-con, roughness, cum swallowing

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“You are the best fucking distraction, love.”

When Sarah had broken up with John B, everyone had felt the shift in him. He was noticeably absent from bonfires and keggers, and even JJ had gone days without seeing him. Generally, everyone knew something had to be done.

-

“You know you’re always the best at cheering me up baby. Why don’t you show John B some love, just for tonight, huh?” Your boyfriend’s fingers massaged your scalp lightly from his position on the couch where you knelt in front of him.

“JJ, she really doesn’t have to—“

Your boyfriend waved a hand at his best friends protest, using the other to stroke your face tenderly. “She wants to, doesn’t she baby?”

Your eyes met John B’s warm brown ones, and you nodded hesitantly.

“Don’t be all shy now, baby.” JJ’s soft hand on your cheek slid quickly to a hold underneath your chin. He harshly tilted your face up to make eye contact. “JB, you should see the shit she can do.”

“Only if she wants to,” John B mumbled almost inaudibly. You could see now that he was half hard through his cargo shorts. “If she’s really sure.”

“Oh she is,” Your boyfriend spoke for you, “Now be a good girl and show our friend everything you do for me.”

Your eyes flickered to your boyfriends blue ones, and a softness rose to his face. He was silently checking you for any reluctance.

Scooting from your position in front of the blond, you knelt in front of John B, your hands working fastidiously on his zipper.

A hand grasped your hair roughly, and you felt your boyfriends hot breath on your neck and ear. “Not so fucking fast.”

You whimpered in response, feeling a growing wetness between your own legs. Letting go of his zipper, you moved to palm his now fully erect dick through his shorts.

“Good girl.” JJ smiled at you from his position beside John B, “Keep doing what I say and you’ll be rewarded later.”

Placing kisses along his clothed erection, you could feel your friend take in a shaky breath. He was nervous, and rightfully so.

Your hands migrated now to his zipper for the real thing this time, and he sucked in a breath to hold.

“Relax JB, she’ll take great care of you.” A reassuring familiar hand rubbed your back as you pulled John B’s dick out of his shorts.

You felt him relax, sinking into the couch while taking a fistful of your hair.

It was easy to imagine then, that this was your boyfriend as your took his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. You rubbed your thighs together for friction desperately at the thought.

A groan reverberated through the brunets body. You took more of him into your mouth, moaning at his length.

“Don’t enjoy it too much,” A strong hand came down to smack your ass, “You’re still mine.”

Eager to please your boyfriend, you took all of his best friends cock into your throat in one go. Your eyes watered, and you held back a gag.

“Holy fuck,” John B whined at your throat contracting around him, “How the fuck does she do that?”

“Mm I told you man, s’magic.”

You bobbed your head furiously now, eliciting several moans from the man in front of you. Your hand snaked underneath to palm at his balls, and you felt him pulse in your mouth.

“Fuck,” JJ’s hand came roughly into your hair, and you were suddenly forced down to the base of John B’s cock. “Oh my fucking god.”

You gagged hard, but you boyfriends hand didn’t let up, continuing to face fuck you onto his best friends dick. “Good girl, baby. You’re doing a good job.”

With what strength you had left, you brought a hand to palm your boyfriend through his shorts, feeling how painfully hard he was at the sight of you sucking off his best friend.

“Fuck pretty girl. I’m cumming.” You swallowed against John B’s cock, making eye contact as you felt hot spurts of cum rush into your mouth.

In an instant you were pulled back by your hair, and a hand placed underneath your jaw, holding your mouth closed.

“Swallow his cum, now.”

You obeyed your boyfriends command, feeling the metallic and salty liquid slide down your throat.

Tears ran down your face, and you finally opened your mouth to take in a deep breath.

You watched as John B’s pulled himself back into his shorts, before kneeling down to place a loving kiss to your lips. Your boyfriend didn’t protest.

“Thank you guys, both of you. Really needed it.” He turned to JJ, flashing the smile you were happy to see again.

“Anytime JB,” You boyfriend pulled you to your feet. “Now, you wanna watch me fuck her?”

[stxrslut]

jj and johnb coaxing you out of subspace before they let you go to sleep :3

:(( just curling into johnbee’s side and shutting your eyes while you try and fall asleep quickly. John b is rubbing your back while jj turns your head up, “hey sweetie wake up, good girl. why don’t you let jb here talk to you while i go get some water?”

and before you can protest you’re being pulled to sit up against the brunettes chest, he just strokes your cheek all gentle, “hi baby, do you think you can come back to us now? so we can all get some sleep.”

and you just pout and paw at his chest all lethargic, whining out a little “wanna stay with daddy.” and johnbee just frowns and tries to coax you into using the right name, murmuring all gentle, “you know it’s john b baby. can you say that please?”

by the time jj gets back you’re just starting to come out of it. he gives you some water and a little snack which gets you more alert.

they both cuddle up real close to you and give yoy lots of kisses. johnbee praises you for coming out of it and jj gives your hips a little massage, maybe moving up a bit later to rub at your undoubtedly sore boobs.

[nateih]

🌟What to Expect at a Chinese Massage?🌟

In our fast-paced world, finding moments to recharge is a must. Enter the Chinese massage – a blend of ancient wisdom and modern serenity. 🌸 Curious about what's in store? Let's take a peek!

What's Chinese Massage, Anyway? 🤔

Chinese massage, or Tui Na, is like a personalized energy dance for your body. Imagine a harmony-restoring session where the therapist uses magical hand moves to keep your "Qi" (energy) in top form. ✨

What's in the Experience? 📋

🗣️ Pre-Massage Chat: Before the relaxation begins, you'll have a heart-to-heart with the therapist. They'll want to know your wellness wishes to create a tailor-made experience.

🕺 Dress Comfortably: No fancy attire needed here! Slip into something cozy, as you'll either chill in a chair or lounge comfortably.

✋ Hands-On Magic: Get ready for some hands-on action! The therapist will knead, press, and stretch using their skilled hands, fingers, and even elbows.

📍 Acupoint Wonders: Ever heard of acupoints? These are like energy hubs in your body. The therapist will give them some extra love to keep your Qi flowing smoothly.

🌈 Sensational Sensations: Get ready for a symphony of feels – warmth, tingles, and a serenade of relaxation. Some spots might feel tender, but that's just tension saying its goodbyes.

🧘 Zen State: It's all about reaching peak relaxation mode. By the end, you'll practically float out of the room.

📝 Post-Massage Tips: After the magic, you might snag some advice on stretches or wellness tips to keep that post-massage glow going strong.

A Chinese massage isn't just any massage – it's a fusion of ancient secrets and modern bliss, all rolled into one. 🎈 So, if you're ready to reset, rejuvenate, and relish in the art of energy harmony, a Chinese massage is your golden ticket. 🌟 Time to embrace the relaxation revolution! 🌿

[luminouslywriting]

Masterlist

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Band of Brothers Masterlist

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Requests and asks are open :) Just no explicit smut will be written. Spicy asks—go for it though.

Updated 6/22/24

John Brady:

Brady and Pregnancy Headcanons

Clair de Lune Baby Drabble

John Brady Dilf Drabble

JB w/a girlfriend who gets turned on by his strict attitude

Fights with John Brady + Makeups

Brady with a handsy lady

Brady dating a woman on base

Brady when he's injured

Brady with a woman easily turned on

Brady being involved in your hobbies

Jealous Brady

Brady w/a secret admirer

The Snow Stork

Car Sex With Brady

Domestic John Brady

John Brady & Serious Arguments

Brady Being Turned On by Angry S/O

How John Brady asks you to be his girl

Brady when his S/O gets injured

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Going Dancing With John Brady

Brady and an out of wedlock pregnancy

Brady’s first time

When You Make the first Move

John Brady & Brat Taming

Brady w/DeMarco's Sister

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Pregnancy and Domestic Headcanons with Gale

Kitchen Sex w/Gale

Being Gale's first

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Gale Cleven & Spankings

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Bucky coming home to you wearing his jacket

Bucky being involved in your hobbies

Bucky w/an anxious SO

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Domestic Bucky Headcanons

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Rosie is Clearly Wendy Material

Rosie & Brat Taming

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Rosie and a weekend away

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Being Rosie’s First

Domestic Rosie

Rosie and his authority kink

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Rosie Being Teased

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Rosie's handsy lady

Rosie When He's Sick

Rosie & A Jazz Club Singer

Rosie & A English Girl

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Ken Lemmons:

Ken Lemmons and his wife

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Hambone Hamilton:

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Bubbles:

General Headcanons

Charles Cruikshank:

General Headcanons

Curt Biddick:

Falling in Love With a Nurse

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MOTA Men W/a Single Mom

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MOTA Men when their S/O tries a new style part 2

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[julienbakerpls]

silk chiffon, part one

Julien Baker x Reader 18+

You admit you were confused when your girlfriend asked to borrow your sparkly mesh crop top, but watching her put it on with a pair of low rise dickies… well let’s just say your mouth was watering. Julien smiled at you, noticing your glazed over expression. 

“Aw, do you see something you like, baby?” She said, biting her lower lip and walking over to you. You place your hands on her exposed waist pulling her tighter against you. You press a sweet kiss to her lips, running your hands down her back. You pull away, your entire being on fire.

“Are you wearing anything under this?” You say, feeling your face heat with desire. Julien flushes pink, she grabs your wrists pulling your hands to her chest. 

“Pasties?” You ask, taking full advantage of her placing your hands and massaging her breasts. 

“Do you want me to be?” Julien asks shyly, pressing herself closer to you. 

“Jay, in a perfect world, you’re always wearing as little as possible.” You say, kissing her again. Julien pulls away laughing.

“God, Baby, I love you so much, but that was horrible.” She says, and you pout until she takes pity on you and kisses you again. Running her hands along your hips, she deepens the kiss. It's heated and wet, and you know you’re whining into her mouth. The two of you were leaning against the armrest to the couch in the boygenius dressing room. Julien pulls away, pushing you over the armrest and back onto the couch. Julien straddles your hips, kissing you greedily. Your hands instantly go underneath her shirt and massaging her breasts again. You’re panting into her mouth, arching your hips to gain friction. She’s moaning into your mouth as your hips meet. You start playing with her nipples, Julien panting into your open mouth unable to catch her breath. 

“JB Silk Chiffon is up next!” You hear Phoebe call from the other side of the door. You groan into her mouth, still kissing her. Julien starts to pull your hands out from under your shirt that she’s wearing. 

“Noo,” You whine, pinching her nipples once more before pulling away completely. Julien laughs loudly, kissing your lips sweetly. “You’re such a tease,” you pout. Julien pouts back before pulling away completely.

“I don’t think its called being a tease, if I plan on fucking you stupid after the show” Julien says, blushing when your mouth drops open in shock. “Was that too much?” She smiles shyly. 

“Definitely not too much, however I need to drown myself between your thighs right now.” You say looking up at her from the couch. 

“Hey, drowning is my job.” Julien says sternly pointing a finger in your direction. She pulls you up with her and starts dragging you in the direction of the stage. The song had already started, Julien pressing a kiss to your lips before, walking on stage. 

You’re standing with Phoebe and Lucy sidestage, your mouth open, eyes glazed over, possibly drooling. Phoebe wraps her arms around your shoulders, saying something about catching flies. Lucy snaps her fingers in front of your eyes, bringing you back to earth. 

“JB is soo getting laid tonight.” Phoebe laughs, messing up your hair before running on stage. Lucy fixes it for you, before she also runs on stage. 

Your eyes are glued to Julien, watching the way she’s swinging her hips. The song comes to a close with the boys making their way off stage. Julien finds you instantly, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you in for a kiss. You pull away gasping into her mouth. 

“How long until you have to be on stage again?” You ask, kissing her again. Julien enthusiastically kisses you back, pulling away briefly to mumble something that sounds a lot like 30 minutes. 

Before you know it the two of you are back in the dressing room, locking the door before she has you pressed against it. Julien kisses you roughly, slotting her thigh between your legs. You grind yourself down onto it, moaning into the kiss. 

“Jay, You look-” She cuts you off, kissing you hard. She’s pressing kisses into your neck, biting and sucking as she pleases. “Jay,” you groan, walking her backwards towards the couch, you pop the button on her pants. With her help you push them and her briefs down her legs, you’re on your knees in front of her before you know it. The part of your brain that is still working sets a 20 minute timer on your phone. You pull the mesh top over her head moaning at the sight of her shirtless.Your hands massage her breasts, biting and sucking on her nipples, Julien whimpering and throwing her head back.

You press kisses down her body, biting and sucking on her tattoos.You mouth along her thighs loving the way Julien gasps, rocking her hips up.

“Baby, Please..’ Julien whines, trying to guide you to where she needs you most. You run your nose along the crease between her thigh and her center, biting down gently, loving the whiney noise that escapes out of her mouth. You finally take pity on her and yourself, licking a flat stripe up her center. You part her thighs, making more room for yourself and spreading her wet folds exposing her to you. You groan to yourself at the sight, instantly lapping up her wetness. You suck her clit into your mouth, massaging it rapidly with your tongue. 

Julien gasps out, wrapping her legs tighter around you, her fingers getting lost in your hair. You move down to press your tongue into her slick entrance, fucking it in and out, and slurping up her taste. She rolls her hips up, pressing your nose roughly into her clit. Julien’s legs are starting to shake, her hands gripping your hair tighter. You move back up to massage and suck on her clit, pushing two fingers into her slick entrance. The two of you moaning at the feeling, Julien’s eyes are struggling to stay open, but she is fighting to keep staring at you. 

You push a third finger into her curling them just enough to hit her G spot. You press your tongue in hard circles on her clit, adding a fourth finger. She’s so wet now you can’t tell if it's her or if you're just drooling this much. From the sweet taste of it you're sure it's a mixture of both. You pull away slightly to adjust her hips, looking her in the eyes before spitting on her clit. You quickly go back to sucking her clit and fucking her with your fingers, like your life depends on it. 

“Mmm fuck Baby!” Julien calls out, her fingers locking themselves into your hair and holding you still. She grinds herself against your face as she cums all over it. You help her ride out her orgasm, taking your time cleaning her up with your mouth. You pull away feeling how wet your face is, you smile at her. Julien’s face is completely blissed out, and she moans when you lick your fingers clean of her. 

Julien pulls you to her, moaning when she tastes herself on your lips. 

“You’re so-” She kisses you again, getting lost in it. 

The timer on your phone goes off letting you know she has 10 minutes before she has to be on stage. You stand up, pulling her up with you. Julien is completely naked except for her shoes, she pulls her briefs up before walking over to her wardrobe chest. She throws on her vest and pants before kissing you again. You moan into the kiss, helping her button up her vest. 

Your phone goes off again letting you know she has less than 5 minutes before she needs to be on stage. 

Julien starts trailing kisses down your neck, you moan pulling her closer. 

“Jay, please-’ You moan out, feeling her smirk against your neck. 

'What do you want, Baby?’ Julien says, biting down on your shoulder. You gasp, your hips involuntarily searching for hers. 

“You have to be on stage,” You whine petulantly against her lips, she groans before pulling away. Grabbing both of your hands she pulls you out of the dressing room, and towards the stage. 

“Good luck, baby” You smile, kissing Julien’s forehead. She smiles up at you, before leaning close to whisper into your ear. 

“I’m going to fuck you so good after the show, Princess.” Julien kisses your cheek, pulling away and joining Lucy and Phoebe. 

You groan when you make eye contact with her and she winks at you.

[gingerjolover]

I need jb riding my strap for Valentine’s Day 🫠❤️💗

OOOOOH BABY

this one is SO highly requested, and ive got some opinions

shall we take a blurb-esque journey together?

RPF smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3

there was no specification for reader but i think this could be soft!gf reader or even masc!reader bc realistically i think you're getting treated like a princess on valentines day

i do think jules has certain feelings about v-day like maybe the capitalistic affects on holidays riddled with consumerism

but she also will use ANY excuse to spoil you

so vday could be a day where jb literally just does whatever you want, like you wanna go to the aquarium? you bet your ass she's taking you to the aquarium. movie marathon? oh babe, she's on it and has snacks and drinks and the living room all cozy and decked out

depending on how long your relationship has been going on for or even if its relatively new but maybe it' your first vday together, its clear that jb is a GIVER

like she would literally rip the moon from the sky and give it to you kneeling down holding it on a silver platter for your taking

but the one thing that you really want is to give back to her

and there are plenty of things that you can do for jules, she strikes me as a "just wanna be in the same room and breathe the same air" kind of lover

like after a long day you washing her hair, giving her tense muscles a massage, rubbing cuticle oil on her nails and giving her hands a massage with some nice lotion, "coloring" in her tattoos, or even just giving her a long hug or cuddling and pressing kisses to her skin are all acceptable physical means of compensation for what she does for you

but she doesn't ask for things, especially during sex

she strikes me as someone who isn't quite stone, but maybe somewhere adjacent where like yes of course she wants to get off but she finds SO much pleasure in making you feel good that sometimes she doesn't NEED to

but you want to spoil her so after a really nice dinner or maybe a fun day at home, you're both snuggled up and on the couch or the bed and i think the approach might be a little different

soft!gf is definitely more timid when initiating sex, not like timid like shy but more passive? like jb knows your body better than you do practically and she knows by the way you squirm that you want her to fuck you

regardless, i think jb's perfect starting point is her being able to make you cum at least once with her mouth/fingers OR a combo

like thats a starting point, it can only build up from there but to her that is the best way for her to gauge where you're at and its a good spot for her to be (girlie LOVES to be between your thighs, she eats like she's never eaten before i will die on this hill)

and jb will usually kiss up your body afterwards, her wet chin and lips smacking kisses on every part of your skin

the little fucker loves to press her lips to yours, mumbling against your mouth, usually along the lines of "tastes good, hm?", moving away from your lips and pressing kisses on your face, her brown eyes twinkling mischievously

and usually your hands in her hair as she makes her way down, tongue and teeth teasing a nipple, sucking hickeys into your chest but tonight you tug on her hair gently

she looks up, lips all puffy and pink, baby cow eyes blown out with lust, "what're ya rushin' me for?" or something comes out of her mouth, her lil southern twang making an appearance

and you're like, "the strap," and she's smirking, thinking you're being needy and she tries to dive back in, "be patient..."

"no i- i wanna use it on you," tumbles out of your mouth, confidence skyrocketing from your first orgasm

and she looks like a deer in headlights being like, "huh- w-what?"

and all it really takes is you whining a please, before she's helping you adjust it on your body

i feel like soft!gf has very little experience actually wearing the strap, maybe masc!gf has more experience despite jb being the giver in the relationship

either way jb is sitting lowkey awkwardly, her cheeks are a pink mess or she's doing that eye thing where it's kinda giving side eye

"we don't- i don't have to do this jay, i can just use my mouth," you say, making sure she knows she has full control

and she's stammering like, "what?! no i just-"

"what baby?" you ask her so sweetly, running a hand through her hair, and she's shaking like a fucking leaf

"if you keep looking at me like that with that, thing, on you i'm gonna cum," she says quickly, hella embarrassed that just you kneeling on the bed with it is doing something to her

it's honestly a blur but next thing you know jb is on top, riding the strap, your hands on her hips

and she talks about you being whiny.... biiiiitch she is the WHINIEST mf ever on the strap okay

she literally can't form coherent words, her forehead is glued to your shoulder, her breathing heavy as her hands press on the bed next to your head

you have to encourage her to keep going, truthfully she doesn't have a ton of rhythm, like the way she moves her hips is sloppy because she's feeling more than just the base of the strap on her clit like she would normally feel

i think you'd adjust slightly, pushing her up gently and thrusting upwards and she would damn near shriek

it takes a lot to get her worked up sexually, she's the dirty talker when she's domming you but she has no words, just little mumbles and whines and whimpers and they sound so pretty you can't help but patronize her just a bit because she does the same to you but a million times worse casually

"doing so good jay," you'd breathe out and she's about to lose it

poor jb's literally leaking all over the base of the strap like she can't help it

and when she cums she literally squeals and you have to stifle a giggle because her face is buried into your neck

she moves in to overstim territory pretty quickly so you kinda move her off of it and pull out which she does not like and she kinda huffs when you do

and then you pull out all the stops

lots of kisses, warm cloth, ice water through a silicon straw (she likes to bite them this is my hc another hill i will die on), words of affirmation and praise and then a nice soak in the tub

i wouldn't say she's in subspace but she is kind of in a haze until she's laying with her back against your front in the tub and its almost like she sobers up

"you're in my spot," she grumbles, the grumpiness in her voice a result of absolute vulnerability

you just giggle, pushing her hair out of her face and kissing her cheeks

"we can switch" before she's scoffing like of course you were going to switch

there is definitely a debrief about how she felt, i think she can't quite articulate how much she likes it but its not going to be an everyday thing because as much as it felt good she feels more pleasure getting you off

*insert cheesy "happy valentine's day" exchange here* which julien engages in with an eye roll and a small smile before going into the history of western consumer driven holidays

and of course when engaging in pillowtalk, she does spitball some "new positions" that you could try if "you ever want to ya know, wear the strap again," and you're like.... "so you liked it?" with a smirk, and she's kinda playing it off before being like, "maybe for my birthday we could..."

[brandogenius]

do you think you could write smth abt julien helping reader get through a depressive episode?

of course!

‼️RPF‼️

HC - julien x reader - helping them get through a depressive episode

- you and jb don’t live with each other but she visits you nearly everyday

- helping you clean up

- tiding up, bringing over groceries, wiping down counters and tables and putting away all junk and wrappers

- “cmon baby- no we need to get you refreshed”

- patience. she’s very patient with you. will try coax you out of bed, gently but firmly

- “i’ll wash your hair?” she runs a bath for you, hot and warm with bubbles

- helping you into the bath she works on your hair first. detangling any knots and matted hair. trying to be as gentle as possible

- “i’m sorry if it hurts princess. just a little bit longer and then it’ll be over”

- massaging your head, it’s so peaceful you almost fall asleep.

- getting out of the bath, wrapping you in ultra soft blankets and has your pjs laid out nicely for you on the bed

- turns around when you’re changing to give you privacy

- “want me to brush your hair?”

- sitting in front of her on the bed, she brushes your hair, settling on tying it up off your face

- “we could put in face masks? might be refreshing hmm?”

- she might not know what she’s doing but she knows from you and watching youtube videos

- has you sitting in the closed toilet lid when she applies the sheet masks on your face before applying one to her own

- “we look pretty cool dont we?” ultimately trying to make you smile

- “when we’re done, you can sit in the kitchen at the table while i make dinner?”

- prepared to cook a nice homemade dinner for the both of you tonight. making one of your favourite meals

- both of you in the kitchen. julien pottering around the kitchen with pots and pans and you’re just watching her.in your own world

- jb trying to start a conversation, sometimes just talking to herself about anything.

- “want to help me stir the pot?”

- julien booting up netflix to watch some comedy movies

- “are you feeling tired? want to have an early night princess?”

- the two of you heading to bed, jb pulling you into her arms “you did really well today. do you think you’d like to go out tomorrow? maybe get some breakfast somewhere?”

[nolanhattrick]

i'm still gonna continue to goof on jb for his silly little outfits and his silly little ✌🏻😙✌🏻 poses and the gay little shoulder massages he gives auston on the bench but at the end of the day i'm really happy to see him happy. i'm really happy to see him doing something constructive like this. i'm really happy to see him putting time and effort toward something like this.

i remember the years of his very visible and public spiral into addiction and how people treated him and the spotlight he had on him before he (stated that he) achieved sobriety.

it's just really nice to see him have positive influences and something to look forward to and people that make him happy and people that didn't abandon him.

[perfectlywrongformend3s]

I need you in my life-John B Routledge

A/n: So it has come to my attention that we need more happy ones with John B so I have finally made one. Please enjoy!

-Samantha

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Your POV

I was in my bedroom when I got a text message from John B.

'meet me at the boat port'

I grew confused, but got up and changed into some black jean shorts, red tank top with my beat up white converse. I double checked myself in the mirror before making my way to the boat port.

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When I got there I found John B with his back facing me so I ran up to him and jumped on his back which surprised him. I let out a laugh, I was going to get down, but he wrapped his arms around my thighs to keep me there. I then placed my chin on top of his head.

" So where are we going Mr. Routledge?" I questioned

He let out a soft chuckle before telling me. " Well now that's a surprise."

It didn't take us very long to get to the place, so when I saw that we were in Charleston I smiled. "John B, what are we doing here?" I asked politely

He turned to face me, " I'm taking you out." he gave me a cheesy wink. I felt myself blush just from that interaction. I felt him grab my hand to pull me to the secret place. Before we got there he made me close my eyes.

" But I won't be able to see." I said nervously

He chuckled. " Y/n/n, I'll be right next to you. I'll make sure you won't fall."

I smiled and let my eyes flutter shut. I then felt his larger hand connect with my smaller one. He walked slower this time to make sure I didn't trip over myself.

John B's POV

I slowed to a stop when we arrived at the destination and I grew a little nervous because of her reaction. I walked behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I then whispered in her right ear. " You can open your eyes now, beautiful."

I watched her get used to the light before she gasped. She turned her head a little to face me.

" You did all this."

I shrugged like it was nothing. " I just wanted it to be special."

She turned in my arms and placed them around my neck. " It's always special when I'm with you." She whispered

Right there I just wanted to kiss her lips, but pushed myself not to. I eventually got her to let go and sit down. She smiled when she saw all her favorite foods. " John B, how could you pa..." I quickly cut her off. " Don't worry about that okay."

I grabbed her hand and gently massaged her knuckles. We then dug into the food.

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Your POV

I was lying down on his chest looking at the stars when I grew tired.

" JB." I whispered

He hummed and rubbed my back. " Can we start heading back?"

I felt him nod so we started cleaning up to head back to the boat port. " I had such an amazing time with you." I said

He looked up from putting the food away. He stood up walking closer to me. He gently grabbed the side of my face and looked me in the eyes. " I always have a fun time with you."

He then started leaning in which made me hesitate for a second before following his lead. I then felt his lips connect with mine. I felt all kinds of feelings, but the one that spoke to me more was the fireworks going off around me. I pulled away and placed my forehead against his. I opened my eyes to find him already watching me. " Hi." I whispered

He smiled. " Hi yourself."

He then placed one more quick kiss on my lips before finishing up packing everything.

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I had my legs over top of his while watching the world go by. I felt John B's thumb gently create circles. I moved my head to watch him which brought his attention over to me. He then leaned closer to me and pressed little kisses along my face. I let out a laugh trying to push his face away. " John B!" I softly yelled

He just let out a laugh before placing a kiss to my lips and then tugging me closer to him. I snuggled into his side so I was more comfortable.

John B's POV

When the boat stopped I knew we were back on the island so I gently shook Y/n/n awake to make sure she got off. We were walking when it started raining which brought a smile to her face. I tugged her back into me and looked down at her. " Would you be mine?" I asked

She pretended to think which made me let out a quick chuckle. " I would love to be yours John B." She said before pulling me by my shirt to met her lips. I felt her smile which made me smile and pull her in closer to me. I pulled away to catch my breath before kissing her three more times. " Okay, let's go back to my place before we both catch a cold."

She agreed with me and connected our hands together, and we made our journey to my place.

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I am back, and I know it has been awhile, but I have so many writing ideas. So I'm trying to catch up with all these ideas. Haha! But please enjoy this and if you have any requests comment or message me.

I'm hoping this makes sense and hopefully it's long enough for you guys.

-Samantha