#Rudy Pankow

[pogueprincess]

⋆₊˚⊹♡ 18+, MDNI

Imagine best friend!JJ being in the middle of jacking off to photos of you when you call him. His cock is hard and pre-cum leaks from the tip as he scrolls through your instagram feed. Mainly clicking on the photos of you in bikinis.

A desperate whimper escapes him as he imagines it’s you wrapped around him instead of his hand.

JJ is quickly irritated when his phone first goes off and sets him off pace, but his demeanor changes once he sees that it’s your name lit up on the screen.

The right thing to do would be to let it go to voicemail. It would be disgusting, perverted, even, to pick it up… but he knows he’ll do it anyway. Since when did JJ ever do the right thing? He needs to hear your voice.

“Jayj?” you say when the line picks up and he instantly feels like his heart is going to beat right out of his chest.

“H-hey!” He chokes out, his voice on the brink of inaudibility.

“Hey Jay.”

Fuck. Your voice is perfect, he thinks.

“Um, what’s up?” He stutters as he continues to glide his hand over his thick cock, tugging at it harsher now than before.

“The boys mentioned they hadn’t heard from you yet today, so I wanted to let you know we’ll be down at the boneyard later.”

“Yeah? A party?” he asks coolly as he attempts to keep his composure, a sheen veil of sweat beading on his forehead.

“Mhm, and I need someone to protect me from those douchey, frat boy, kooks,” you flirt innocently, “so I was hoping you’d wanna come?”

Yes, he wanted to cum.

He wanted to cum on your stomach, in your mouth, inside your pussy. Just hearing you say the word nearly sent him over the edge. For a split second he was unable to respond, too focused on his pleasure.

He was close. Too close. It didn’t take much for JJ to cum these days — especially not when the pent up lust he had for you had reached new heights. He just needed you to talk to him some more with that sweet, angelic voice of yours.

As if you read his mind, you let out a deep sigh into the phone.

“Well, JJ? Are you coming or not?” you huff and that is all he needs to be sent over the edge.

“Fuck,” your best friend groans out.

“Yes! I’m— I’m coming,” he chokes into the phone, practically moaning at you as he pumps his cock a few more times, squeezing at the tip before spilling himself into his palm.

“I—I’ll be there,” he reassures you through bated breaths.

“Sheesh, Jay,” you giggle at his enthusiasm, oblivious to the situation. God, you were so fucking innocent.

“I’m glad to know you’re excited, I am too! I’ll see you there! Bye!”

JJ lets out a deep breath as the line disconnects down on your end.

“Yeah,” he mutters to himself, “I’ll see you there.”

He could consider himself totally fucked.

[momo062]

Rudy

John B. Routledge & JJ Maybank Outer Banks S04 Part 1

[torturedlexdepartment]

Breakup Just To Make Up

JJ Maybank x fem reader

Author's note: one of my old favs based off the song by MGK 😅

Warnings: SMUT, reader and JJ are exes, smoke sesh, fingering, oral (fem receiving) JJ and his filthy mouth, daddy kink 💀, breeding? unprotected sex

Summary: your ex JJ asks you to smoke with him and that leads to...activities

Going through a breakup was never an easy thing. Especially when you had to see your ex-boyfriend on a regular basis. Unfortunately, all your best friends were also his. There was just no escaping the self made pogue prince.

Everyone was hanging at the chateau one night and you were stoned out of your mind. John B had convinced you to stay over, not wanting you to drive home in your current state and JJ offered up the guest room to you. You sprang to your feet and you didn’t miss the way JJ gawked at you as you walked past him. You were wearing a very skimpy red bikini, leaving little to imagination. Not that he had to imagine at all, he knew exactly what was hiding under the thin material. He had startled you briefly when he entered the room behind you, you hadn’t heard him following.

“What do you want?” You tease and he pulls another joint from behind his ear as you plop down on the bed.

“Smoke this with me?” He asks as he sits on the bed next to you, pulling out his lighter and placing the joint between his lips.

“J, I’m already baked. If I smoke that, I’m gonna slip into a god damn coma.” He chuckles as he takes the first drag.

“Come on Y/N, don’t make me smoke it alone. You know you’ll sleep like a baby.” He coaxes and you give in, taking the joint from his fingers before bringing it to your mouth.

By the time you both finished it, you could have sworn you were higher than you’d ever been in your entire life. You felt like you were floating. When JJ disposed of the bud in the ashtray, you had expected him to tell you goodnight and leave. What you weren’t expecting was for him to lean into you, pressing his lips to yours softly.

“JJ, what are you doing?” You ask as you pull away slightly.

“I know you miss me.”

“J.”

“Just go with it.” He pushes you back onto the pillow before hovering over the top of you. He wastes no time letting his hands roam your half-naked body as he kisses you again. You kiss him back harder taking in how soft his lips feel against yours. You did miss him. At least the way he made you feel even though your relationship was a disaster. Toxic doesn’t even come close to describing it.

He slips his tongue past your lips as his hands slip under your bikini top to toy with your hardened nipples. You suck gently on the tip of his tongue, earning a moan from him as he grinds his now prominent erection against your clothed core. You almost forgot how wet his moans would make you. You could feel the slick seeping out of your bottoms and onto your thighs.

JJ trailed kisses down the side of your jaw until his mouth landed on the sweet spot of your neck. His fingertips danced down your body as he sucked hickies into your skin. You gasped loudly as he ran two fingers up and down your slit before dipping lower to probe your entrance.

“Fuck princess, you’re soaking me.” You fist at his hair as his fingers disappear inside of you. He pumps them in and out at a slow and steady pace making you yearn for more.

“J.” You whine and you feel him smile against your skin.

“Want more don’t you baby? Always such a greedy brat.” He mews and you tighten your hold in his hair making him groan. “Tell me what you want.” He growls as his thumb circles your clit, his fingers still working wonders inside of you.

“Still such a tease.” You spit out and he curls his fingers, making you quiver underneath him.

“You want more? Ask me nicely.” He teases and you huff.

“JJ..please.” You whine as you buck your hips further into his hand.

“Want me to lick your pussy baby? Fuck you with my tongue huh?” His filthy words nearly have your eyes rolling in the back of your head.

“Taste me J, I know you want to.” You taunt back, making him groan in response.

“Fuck yeah I do princess.” He pulls his fingers from you as he kisses his way down your body, untying your bikini bottoms in the process. He licks his lips at the sight of your glistening heat. He hooks his arms around your legs, pulling you closer to him. You arch your back when you feel his hot breath fanning over your clit and when his tongue swipes across it, you nearly cum on the spot. He sucks it into his mouth like a lollipop and it sends shockwaves up and down your body. “So sweet baby. I missed this pretty little pussy.” He cooes before plunging his tongue inside of you.

“Fuck." You gasp as you arch your back even further. You use your hips to grind further into his face as he fucks you mercilessly with his tongue. He invites your movements, letting you use him to get yourself off as you fist the sheets. He trails his tongue back up to your clit, flicking it rapidly as he pushes his fingers back inside of your weeping hole. He peeks up at you through his lashes, mesmerized by watching you lose control at his touch.

When your eyes meet his you purposely bite your lip, then run your hand through his hair and tug harshly when you reach the back. He groans against your clit and you nearly yelp out in pain when he gently bites the swollen bud. The burning sensation in your stomach hits its climax and before you could utter a word you were coming undone all over his gorgeous face. He continues pumping his fingers in and out until you fully come down and pull away at the sudden sensitivity.

He quickly removes his clothes and when his cock springs free, you sit up and grab for it stroking it slowly in the palm of your hand. He groans, letting you have control for a moment but when you attempt to line him up with your entrance he pulls away from you. You try to protest but find yourself quickly being flipped onto your hands and knees. He fists a hand in your hair before ramming his dick inside of you. Your walls eagerly invite him in, swallowing him whole and the stretch is heavenly.

"I almost forgot how well you take my cock sweetheart. It's like you were made for me." He growls as he starts thrusting. It's almost painful every time he drives his hips into yours but fuck you missed the way he felt inside of you.

"Feels so good daddy." You moan and you could have sworn you felt his cock twitch inside of you already. He pulls you up to his chest by the back of your hair and you squeal.

"Still such a filthy fucking whore for me aren't you?" He pants as he fucks you even harder. The new angle has you cumming in an instant and he gives you no rest as he pulls out of you, flipping you back around before plunging inside of you again. He pulls down your bikini top, exposing your tits to him. He fucks you at a slower and more steady pace as he sucks harsh bruises into your skin just above your nipples. He was purposely marking you.

"JJ." You whimper as you try to pull him up for a kiss but he stops you, wrapping his hand tightly around your neck. You could barely breathe as he continued his claim.

"I own you Y/N. I don't give a fuck if we are together or not. You're mine." He kissed you harshly as he increased the speed of his thrusts. He propped one of your legs over his shoulder, angling in deeper as he continued to pound into you and you fell apart for him again.

At this point, you had lost track of the amount of times he had made you cum and your legs felt like jelly. You were beyond sore. He finally released your throat, leaving more kisses and love bites where his hand previously rested. A light layer of sweat had covered you both head to toe and you could tell he was finally getting close with the rhythm of his breathing.

"Please daddy." You beg and he holds back a laugh.

"Aww is my babygirl tired?" He taunts as he purposely slows down, delaying his orgasm. "What do you want huh? Want my cum princess? Want me to fill you up? Beg me." He taunts as he lets your leg rest, coming down as close as he can on top of you. His nose nuzzles against yours as he continues his teasing, trailing a hand down to rub your clit as he waits for you to surrender.

"Please daddy, cum inside of me. I need it." You beg and his eyes nearly roll back at your pleas. He kisses you again as he drives into you faster. He bites your bottom lip as he feels you cum around his cock again and this time it's too much for him to hold back.

"Fuck! Such a good fucking girl for me baby." He grunts as he cums deep inside your pussy, finally giving you what you want. You struggle to keep your eyes open as he halts his movements inside of you. He lays his head in the crook of your neck as he fights to find his breath.

"I still love you J." You whisper as you finally squeeze your eyes shut.

"I'll always love you princess. Whether we're together or not." You briefly hear him say before everything fades to black.

[favefandomimagines]

Daylight (r.c)

Summary: it takes Rafe some time to realize what he has

AN: this is very one tree hill code with JJ being very Lucas Scott esque lol and this was PURELY self indulgent, no one asked for this

Y/N Routledge sat on the edge of her bed, feeling like she could throw up at any second. The little plastic stick in her trembling hand bore the answer she had been dreading and hoping wasn’t true. The bold letters stared back at her like they were mocking her.

Pregnant.

Her mind raced. It felt as though the world had tilted off its axis. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think straight. What now? Who could she possibly confide in about this? How could she even begin to explain? The answer wasn’t simple, not when the father was Rafe Cameron.

For a year, their relationship—or whatever it was—had been a secret. Late-night meetings, whispered words in the dark, stolen moments when no one was looking. There had never been an official label on it. Rafe had made sure of that. “Labels complicate things,” he’d said, and Y/N, hopelessly drawn to him despite every red flag, had agreed.

But now? Things were complicated anyway.

The sound of approaching footsteps snapped her out of her spiraling thoughts. The door swung open, and there stood her brother, John B, looking confused and concerned.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked, leaning against the frame. “You’ve been in here for a while.”

Y/N’s heart stopped. She shoved the pregnancy test behind her back, but she wasn’t fast enough.

“What’s that?” His eyes narrowed, the easy-going brotherly demeanor replaced with something sharper.

“Nothing,” she blurted out, but John B wasn’t buying it.

He took a step closer. “Y/N, what’s going on?”

The lump in her throat grew too large to ignore, and before she knew it, the words came tumbling out. “I’m pregnant,” she whispered.

For a moment, John B just stared at her, his expression unreadable. Then, with a long exhale, he sat down beside her.

“Okay,” he said carefully. “I’m not gonna ask who the father is. That’s your business. But whoever it is, he deserves to know.”

Y/N looked down at the floor, her chest tightening. “I don’t even know how to tell him,” she admitted. “What if he doesn’t want this?”

John B reached over, placing both hands on her shoulders. “Then you don’t need him. You’ve got me. And the rest of the Pogues. We’ll figure it out. This kid's gonna have a pretty cool life, Y/N. I promise.”

Y/N nodded her head. “I’m so scared, JB.” She whispered. John B nodded his own head before he pulled his sister in for a tight hug.

“I know you are. But you’re gonna be okay. I’m here.” He told her gently.

||

Later that evening, Y/N stood nervously outside Tannyhill. Her palms were clammy, her stomach a mess of nerves. She had rehearsed what she wanted to say a thousand times, but now that she was here, the words felt like they dried up in her throat.

When Rafe opened the door, his blue eyes scanned her face, immediately sensing something was wrong.

“What’s going on?” he asked, stepping aside to let her in.

Y/N fidgeted with the hem of her hoodie, the weight of the moment pressing down on her. “I need to tell you something.”

Rafe’s brow furrowed. “Okay…”

“I’m pregnant,” she blurted out, her voice shaking.

For a moment, he just stared at her, his face unreadable. Then, as the realization sank in, his expression darkened.

“Pregnant?” he repeated, his tone laced with disbelief. “You’re serious?”

“Yes, Rafe. I’m serious.” Y/N replied.

He ran a hand over his buzzed his hair, pacing the room. “I… I can’t do this right now,” he said, his voice rising. “I’m trying to get my dad’s business back on track, and now you’re telling me you’re pregnant?”

Y/N felt the sting of his words like a physical blow. “I didn’t plan for this, Rafe! But it’s happening.”

He turned to face her, his eyes cold. “Maybe you should just do it alone. I’m not raising a kid with a Pogue.”

That cut deeper than anything else he’d said. Tears burned in her eyes as she stared at him, her heart breaking. “Really? That’s how you feel?” She asked, her voice unsteady. “Yeah, that’s how I feel. Did you really expect we were going to play big happy family?” He snapped.

Y/N let out a teary scoff before her impulsive thoughts took over. She stepped closer to Rafe, the palm of her hand connecting with his cheek, the sound of the slap echoing throughout the foyer. Without another word, Y/N turned and walked out the door.

||

One year later, and Y/N had given birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl. It wasn’t an easy feat, but Y/N had John B and Sarah. Taking their roles as aunt and uncle way too seriously.

Now, Y/N cradled her one-year-old daughter, Isla, as the Pogues gathered on the beach. The little girl was the spitting image of her father—Rafe’s blonde hair, his piercing blue eyes. It was a constant reminder of the man who had walked away.

But Y/N wasn’t alone. John B, Sarah, JJ, Kiara, Cleo, and Pope had rallied around her, becoming Isla’s extended family. JJ, in particular, had taken to the role of honorary uncle with enthusiasm, and Isla adored him.

As JJ held Isla over the waves, her tiny giggles filled the air, and Y/N couldn’t help but smile.

“Look at you, kiddo,” JJ said, spinning her gently. “You’re a natural beach bum.”

From the corner of her eye, Y/N noticed a familiar figure further down the shore. Rafe was there, flanked by Topper and Kelce, his gaze locked on her. Then, his eyes then shifted to JJ and Isla.

He’d have to be an idiot to deny that that one year old was his. Y/N had kept the baby and now he was feeling an influx of emotions. Anger, regret, jealousy. Jealous that another man was raising his child, jealous that another man was in his place.

Y/N froze, unsure of what to do. JJ walked back to Y/N, handing Isla to her with a smile. Y/N couldn’t help but smile down at her daughter. But then she remembered who was watching them. When she whispered something to JJ, he turned and saw Rafe, his expression immediately hardening.

JJ said something else to her and Y/N walked back towards the rest of the Pogues. Rafe and JJ were now walking towards each other, JJ not messing around when it comes to Isla and Y/N.

“You need to leave her alone,” JJ said, his voice low and dangerous. “That’s my daughter,” Rafe snapped. “I have a right to know her.”

JJ scoffed. “You don’t get to decide that. Y/N does and you left her. You told her you weren’t raising a kid with a Pogue. You don’t deserve a second of her time.”

Rafe’s jaw clenched. “Just because you’re playing house with my girl and my kid doesn’t mean you can tell me what to do.” JJ laughed bitterly. “I’m not with Y/N. I’m just picking up the slack from the coward who abandoned them.”

Rafe stood there, seething with anger and regret, as JJ's words lingered in the air. But before he could say anything more, Topper yelled his name.

||

Later that night, Rafe pulled up to the old Maybank property that was now the Pogues sanctuary. He hadn’t prepared a single thing to say to Y/N. He knew there was a very high possibility that she would slam the door in his face.

What he said to her that night was harsh. He knew that and he knew he couldn’t take it back. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer the door. Rafe could hear the laughter and the music playing from the other side.

John B was the one to pull the door open, Isla in his arms. Rafe’s breath caught in his throat upon the sight of the little girl. “What are you doing here?” John B asked. “I’m uh, c-can I talk to Y/N?” He stammered.

Y/N’s brother looked at the man with furrowed brows, not used to seeing him in such an insecure, uncertain state. John B hated Rafe for what he did to Y/N, but Isla deserves a father. No matter how that happens.

“Y/N!” John B called. He turned away and walked back down the hall and soon Y/N appeared in the doorway.

“Can we talk?” Rafe asked. Y/N was hesitant; their last conversation did not go well obviously. “Um, sure. We can talk down at the store.” She answered.

The two walked silently down the dock to the bait shop where Y/N knew no one would be eavesdropping on them.

“Rafe, before you say anything, I didn’t want this to be how you found out. I didn’t want it to come to this,” she said quietly, her voice trembling but steady. “But you can’t just expect me to pretend like you didn’t hurt me. You didn’t want this baby. You walked away. You made your choice.”

Rafe flinched, her words cutting deep. He opened his mouth to argue, but something stopped him. The way she held Isla, the way Isla smiled at her mother, the warmth between them—it hit him all at once. What he had lost, what he could have had, and how foolish he’d been to let pride and fear dictate his actions.

“I—” He paused, swallowing hard. “I screwed up. I was scared, and I didn’t know how to handle it. I didn’t know how to be the kind of man you needed.”

Y/N’s eyes softened, but she didn’t look away. “You had a choice, Rafe. We both did. You made yours. I made mine.”

He took a step forward, his gaze falling to the water, as if he were gathering the courage to say what needed to be said. “I was wrong. And I know it. I’ve been trying to fix everything else, but I didn’t even try with you… with Isla. I was too damn proud. Too scared. But I don’t want to be that man anymore. I want to be a part of her life. I want to be a part of your life.”

Y/N blinked, the warmth in her chest slowly spreading, though the ache of everything that had happened still lingered. “It’s not going to be easy. We can’t just pick up where we left off.”

“I don’t want to,” he said softly. “I want to start fresh. As a father. As someone you can count on.”

A long silence passed between them, the weight of the past still hanging in the air. Then, slowly, Y/N nodded. “Okay. But you need to prove it. You need to show me you’re in this. All in. For her. For me.”

Rafe’s heart pounded, but he could see the flicker of hope in her eyes. Hope he thought he’d lost. “I will. I swear I will.”

||

The sun was shining brightly over the beach house, casting a golden glow over the yard where Isla’s second birthday party was in full swing.

The Pogues, along with Rafe, were scattered across the yard, setting up and getting ready to celebrate the little girl who had brought so much joy into their lives.

John B and Pope were hanging colorful decorations from the trees and the porch, adding the final touches to a vibrant banner that read, “Happy Birthday, Isla!”

Sarah and Kie were carefully bringing out a pile of birthday gifts, wrapping paper and bows sparkling in the sunlight.

Meanwhile, Isla was darting around the yard, laughing as JJ ran after her, pretending to be a superhero.

JJ scooped her up in his arms, making jet engine noises as he spun her around, keeping her distracted so she wouldn’t see the presents waiting inside.

Rafe stood off to the side, leaning against the window frame of the house, his gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before him. His heart swelled as he watched Isla giggle, her little feet kicking in the air as JJ swung her around like a plane.

Her laugh was like music to his ears, a reminder of how much he’d missed and how far he’d come since that day on the beach.

Y/N, who had just finished setting the cake down on the table, noticed Rafe standing there, his eyes soft and full of affection. She smiled to herself and walked over to him, sliding her arm around his bicep as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“What’s got you all smiley?” she asked softly, her voice gentle but teasing.

Rafe looked down at her, a look of gratitude and tenderness crossing his features. “You,” he said simply. “Isla. You letting me back into your life and into hers.”

Y/N’s heart melted, and she lifted her chin to look up at him, a small smile tugging at her lips. Without a word, she leaned in and kissed him softly, the kind of kiss that spoke of everything they’d been through and everything they’d built together.

As they pulled apart, John B appeared at the doorway with a grin. “Alright, JJ, it’s time for cake and presents!”

JJ, who had been in the middle of a game of "airplane" with Isla, immediately scooped her up again, making exaggerated flying noises as he carried her inside. Isla squealed with laughter, her little arms flailing in the air as JJ pretended she was a plane about to take off.

As they entered the living room, JJ passed Isla off to Rafe with a grin. “Special delivery!”

Rafe smiled and crouched down to gently set Isla in her chair. He pressed a soft kiss on the top of her head, a tender moment of fatherly affection. Isla beamed up at him, her tiny hands reaching up to grab his face, a look of adoration in her eyes.

Y/N stood beside them, watching with a heart full of love as Rafe straightened up and looked at her with a smile. This moment was everything they’d fought for—a family, together, stronger than ever.

As Isla sat at the table, her little hands covered in frosting as she tried to grab a slice of cake, Rafe took a seat next to her, helping her scoop up a piece. Y/N joined them, wrapping an arm around Rafe’s shoulder as she placed a kiss on Isla’s cheek.

The room was filled with the sounds of laughter, chatter, and joy as everyone gathered around, ready to celebrate Isla’s special day. It was simple, but perfect. They were a family now, not just by blood, but by choice. And in this moment, surrounded by love and happiness, they all knew they’d found something rare and precious.

John B raised his glass, a grin on his face as he toasted, “To my niece Isla, the brightest light in all of our lives.”

Everyone joined in, lifting their glasses in unison, as Isla clapped her little hands, excited by the attention.

“Cheers!” Rafe said, glancing over at Y/N with a smile that said it all.

Y/N smiled back, squeezing his hand. “Cheers.”

As the cake was passed around, Isla sat contentedly on Rafe’s lap, covered in frosting and giggling with pure joy. And in that moment, as they all looked on at the little girl they had all come to love, Rafe and Y/N knew this was exactly where they were meant to be—together, as a family.

[loveesiren]

Help Me (Pt. 2)

Rafe Cameron x Maybank!Reader

Synopsis: Rafe and Y/n admit their feelings for eachother.

Warnings: Fluff, language, mention of sex trafficking, mention of drugging

Word Count: 2.7k+

You opened your eyes to a dimly lit room you didn't recognize. Holding your breath as you scanned the room slowly, trying to remember what the fuck had happened. You weren't in a hospital. You definitely weren't in your room, or any bedroom on the Cut for that matter. The ceilings were high, the bed way larger and softer than your own. Your eyes made way to the chair beside you. You jumped slightly at the sight of someone sitting there but quickly realized it was Rafe.

He leaned back in the chair, gripping a pillow as he snored lightly. "What the fu-ahh!" You hissed as you tried to sit up, falling back down as a searing pain ripped through your core. "Fuck!"

Rafe heard you and woke up immediately. He was instantly by your side. "Y/N, you're up!" His voice was almost child like.

"Where am I Rafe?" You ask as you put pressure on the pain in your side.

"Tanneyhill," He responded. "My house."

"What? Why? What's going on?"

"Just rest for a second. Let me get you some water." He says, taking a glass from the bed side table and going to the bathroom sink to fill it.

You sit up slightly, leaning back against the pillow. You were starting to feel more pain running through the rest of your body. You ran your fingers over your face and traced the stitches that wrapped around your right temple. You pressed lightly on your cheek and winced as you felt the bruising there.

"Here," Rafe said, handing you the glass of water.

"Thanks," You say before chugging as much water as you possibly could, not realizing how thirsty you were.

Rafe stared at you intently. There was a sadness in his eyes. Pain, like just looking at you caused him physical ailment.

"I'm guessing my dad did this to me?" You ask softly, more of a statement than a question.

You could see a tear fall from Rafe's eye but he quickly tried to wipe it away as he nodded his response.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N..." Rafe's voice cracked.

"It's not your fault my dad's a dick, Rafe."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry for how I treated you the last few days. I'm sorry for what happened with JJ. You didn't deserve the way I treated you and neither did he. You're the only person who has ever really cared and that scared me and I-"

"Rafe," You cut him off. You offer a slight chuckle. "It's okay. I forgive you."

"You do?" He sniffled, looking up to meet your eyes.

"Yeah, I do. People make mistakes. And, I'm not sure what exactly happened but it's obvious you've helped me considering I woke up in your house to you sleeping beside me."

Rafe smiled, relief washing over his face. You reached out and took his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.

"You're a good guy, Rafe. I've been able to see that since the beginning."

"I don't know about that," He chuckles. "But I do know I'd do anything for you."

You smiled softly up at him. His blue eyes glistened behind his remaining tears. Strands of his messy hair fell in his face. He was quite literally the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen.

You caught yourself staring and quickly changed the subject. "So, uhm, where's my brother?"

"He went to take care of some things." Rafe said, his demeanor changed with his sentence.

You squinted your eyes and bit your lip. "What things, Rafe?"

"Look, Y/N-"

"Rafe, tell me where my brother is."

Rafe sighs. "Your dad did something really fucked up. You're not safe right now. That's why we brought you here. JJ is trying to fix it."

You started to feel panic rise in your chest. JJ was impulsive. You didn't want him getting himself into trouble.

"I've gotta find him," You say as you pull the covers back and try to get out of the bed. You felt a sharp pain in your ankle and you were instantly on the floor. "Ah, fuck!" You cry out.

"Y/N, baby, no. You have to stay in bed. You need rest!" Rafe said as he scooped you off the floor.

Feeling his arms around you calmed you down. He was strong, really strong, but gentle. His skin was soft and warm. And his scent, oh God, his scent. He smelled like the ocean after a tropical storm, hints of lavender and eucalyptus. You realized you'd never been this close to him before.

"Listen, we can call JJ right now, okay?" He promises.

"Yeah, okay..." You said as he helped you get situated back in the bed.

"Just relax." He told you as he pulled out his phone a dialed JJ's number.

"Dude, hey..." Rafe began. "Yeah, she's awake...yep, yep she's fine." He said as he smiled at you.

"Let me talk to him," You demanded as you held your hand out for the phone.

"Yeah, here she is." Rafe said before handing the phone to you.

Y/N: JJ? What the fuck happened? Where are you?

JJ: Look, Y/N, I have some shit to take care of. I need you to stay at Tanneyhill.

Y/N: You need to tell me what you're doing. Why am I not safe? I need to know what's happening.

JJ: I'll explain later. I love you, okay? Just stay with Rafe.

He quickly hung up the phone. You could hear he was with the others. His lack of explanation formed a ball of nerves in your stomach.

You sighed and handed the phone back to Rafe. You knew if JJ had willingly left you alone with Rafe Cameron, something big was going on.

"Rafe..."

"Yeah?" He asked softly, knowing what was coming next.

"What did my dad do?" Your voice was shaky. Your dad had done a lot of fucked up shit but you could tell this was something much worse.

Rafe fiddled with his hands, unsure of how to get the words out. "He uhm..."

"Look, Rafe, it's obvious he beat the shit out of me. But what the hell is going on that I am being kept in your house for? I mean, no offense, you're great, but JJ would never have left me here if there wasn't something bigger going on."

"Okay, okay." Rafe said. "Your dad, uh, he drugged you. You've been out for like a day and a half..."

"Okay..." You said, waiting for him to continue. You knew there was something else.

"He, uh, h-he was trying to sell you, Y/N." Rafe's voice cracked.

Your jaw dropped. "S-sell me? Like...to traffickers?"

"Y/N, I'm so sorry. And I-I don't know if these guys are still looking for you or what, all I know is I have the house locked up tight and JJ and the others are trying to sort this out."

You looked down at your hands, trying to hide the inevitable tears. You knew your dad was trash. You always had. But you just couldn't believe he went this far. Selling you. His own daughter. He really, really, couldn't care less about you.

You brought your knees to your chest and hugged them tightly, hiding your face as you let the sobs escape your lips.

Rafe was silent as he crawled beside you in the bed and wrapped his arms around you. You leaned into him and clung to his arms as you let it all out.

"Shh, shhh, I know baby, I'm so sorry," He soothed as he rubbed your back.

"W-what am I gonna do, Rafe? I-I can't go home." You sobbed.

"You can stay here," Rafe said. "As long as you need."

"No, Rafe, I can't do that."

"Shhh, yes you can. There is plenty of space. JJ already got all your things."

You just sat and whimpered in Rafe's arms. He held you for what felt like hours until you finally stopped crying. You pulled away slightly and looked into his eyes. "Thank you," You whispered.

He gave you a small smile and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "You know I'll always take care of you."

You smiled back at him. Your eyes flickered from his to his lips. The urge to kiss this sweet boy in front of you was undeniable.

"Uhm," You pulled away uncomfortably. "Could I like, take a bath or something? I feel really gross." You chuckle.

"Yeah, of course. I'll run it for you."

Rafe headed towards the bathroom. You heard the water begin to run and you rested your face in your hands. There was no denying the fact that you liked Rafe. You liked him a lot. But you just don't see how this could work. You were from the Cut and just being in his house made you feel so small and meaningless. You were sure his parents would kick you out the second they laid eyes on your broken body.

"Tangerine or grapefruit?" Rafe's voice took you from your train of thought.

"What?" You asked, looking over at him.

"Bubbles," He smiled, holding up two bottles of soap.

You laughed. "Uhm, grapefruit, I guess."

He smiled and returned to the bathroom.

You slowly made your way out of the bed and limped towards the bathroom. Your ankle was definitely sprained. You fell again. "Shit."

"Here, let me help you." Rafe said as he helped you off the floor and to the bathroom.

He sat you on the edge of the tub and you tried to catch your breath. You felt like you'd just run a marathon even though you had only taken a couple steps.

You began to remove your shirt from your body.

"Uhhh," Rafe mumbled as he turned around.

"Rafe," You start. "Look, I don't care if you see me naked. I-I need your help."

Asking for help was not something you did but your body was so weak.

Rafe turned to look at you. "Okay, I got you." He helped you out of your shirt and pants, placing you into the warm water.

He'd always admired your body. Seeing you naked was something he though about often but not like this. Large bruises covered your torso. Little cuts all over your body and dried blood surrounding your stitches. The fact that your beautiful body had been violated killed him.

"Oh, that feels so good." You sigh, closing your eyes as you sink down into the water.

Rafe smiles as he sits on the floor beside you. "Can I get you anything?"

You shake your head. "No, this is perfect." You say with a smile. "Thank you,"

"For what?"

"For taking care of me. I don't really like counting on others. And I'm not sure exactly what's happening but I know JJ wouldn't leave me here with you if it wasn't something important."

Rafe nods. "Do you think I could ever get JJ to like me?"

You laugh. "I don't know. He's stubborn as shit."

"He loves you so much," Rafe said.

You smile. "Yeah, I fucking love that kid too. Even though he's a fucking dumbass." You laugh.

Rafe smiles and looks down at his hands. You reach out and offer your bubbly hand to his. He takes it, rubbing lightly over the bruising that coated your skin.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers as he stares at you.

"Really? My head is split open." You laugh.

He leans in closer to you. "You're beautiful, no matter what Y/N."

You look him in the eyes, bringing your hand up to frame his cheek as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips.

You smiled against his lips. He was so gentle. So careful not to hurt you. But you could feel the need. How much he wanted you.

"Y/N!"

Rafe pulled away from you as he heard JJ enter the house.

"Fuck, go!" You told him.

Rafe rushed out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He met JJ and the others on the stairs.

"Where is she?" JJ asks.

"She's taking a bath. She's fine." Rafe promised.

JJ still pushed passed him and headed to the bathroom in the guest room. "Y/N?" He asked, knocking on the door.

"I'll be out in a minute, JJ!" You said. "Could you ask Sarah and Kie to come in here please?"

You really wanted Rafe but you know JJ would lose his mind if he knew Rafe saw you naked.

"Hey," Kie said softly as her and Sarah entered the room.

"Hey guys, I'm sorry. Could you help me out?"

"Of course," Sarah said. The two girls were quickly by your side. Helping you out of the tub and drying you off.

They helped you into your clothes and took you back to the bed. Everyone was standing in your room.

"Hey, everyone." You said as you laid back down into the bed.

"Hey! How are you feeling?" JJ asked as he ran to you, pushing your hair out of your face.

"I'm good, J." You smiled. You glanced around the room. "Uhh, thank you all for everything. But could I have a minute with my brother?"

Everyone nodded and made their way out of the room. Rafe's eyes lingered on you for a moment and you offered him a small smile.

You turned to JJ. His eyes filled with tears.

"JJ, I'm fine, I promise."

He shook his head. "I'm so sorry I let this happen. I should have gone home with you."

"J, it's not your fault dad is a prick." You tell him, taking his hand in yours.

"I'll get a second job. I'll find us a place to live. I took care of dad. He's not on the island anymore. You're safe. I'll always make sure you're safe."

You didn't want to know what happened to your dad and quite frankly, you didn't care.

"JJ, listen to me," You said, forcing him to look you in the eyes. "Rafe said I can stay here for a while."

"No-"

"JJ!" You yelled, making him focus again. "I love you so much. More than anything, okay?"

JJ nodded.

"I like Rafe. He's really good to me. I'm going to stay here for a while. With him. While I heal."

JJ clenched his jaw. Hating the fact that you were involved with Rafe.

"Can you please try to get along with him?"

JJ looked down but nodded in agreement. "Okay. Fine. But if he hurts you-"

"JJ, he's not going to hurt me. I'm a big girl, I can make my own choices."

"I love you," JJ says.

"I love you, too J." You smile up at him. "Now go have fun with your friends. I'm going to get some rest."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just, uh, tell Rafe to come back please."

JJ closes his eyes and bites his lip. Not enthused at all that you like Rafe. But he nods his head and heads for the door.

"Rafe," You hear him say as he opens the door. "Listen to me," You hear JJ as he pulls Rafe to the side. "If you ever do anything to hurt my sister, I'll hang your body from a fucking hook in my basement."

"I'll never hurt her, JJ." Rafe promised.

You chuckled at their exchange.

Rafe finally comes in the room, leaving the door open behind him.

"Hey, pretty girl," Rafe says as he sits next to you. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm sleepy." You admit. "Will you lay with me?"

Rafe smiles and nods, getting under the covers next to you and wrapping his arms around you lightly. You nuzzled into his chest as he ran his fingers over your skin.

JJ watched for a moment as you snuggled closer to Rafe. As much as he hated it, he swallowed his thoughts and walked off to meet the rest of the Pogues in the kitchen. All that mattered is that you were happy and safe.

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"You okay, JJ?" Kiara asks as he enter the kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just glad we got this all sorted out."

"Is she sleeping?" Sarah asked.

JJ chuckled. "Yeeeup. With Rafe." He pressed his knuckles against the counter.

"JJ, I know you hate my brother. I fucking hate him too sometimes." Sarah laughs. "But, I've never seen him so distraught over anyone before. Rafe takes care of what he loves. And if he loves Y/N, she's in good hands."

JJ nods and offers Sarah a smile. "Guess I'll just have to get used to it. I want her to be happy."

"Come on," John B says, placing his hands on JJ's shoulders. "Let's go have a beer."

______

"I think your brother might actually murder me for holding you like this." Rafe whispered in your ear.

You giggled. "Don't worry, JJ knows I could kick his ass if he tried anything."

Rafe smiles against your shoulder. "Does it hurt?" He whispers, running his finger over the bruises on your arms.

"Yes," You admit. "But you make it better." You look up to meet Rafe's gaze.

He smiles down at you, tucking your hair behind your ear. "Can we finish what we started earlier?" He asks nervously.

You smile. "Yes please," You wrap your hand around his neck, allowing your fingers to graze his dirty blonde locks as you pull his lips to yours.

[whosstella]

I was abt to post something like this! Love this 😭

RAFE CAMERON & JJ MAYBANK + parallels

[pankowperfection]

The red hat always looks so good 😭

[letsgofullpogue]

via twitter - obx

[velvetdandeli0n]

My two cents & the only thing I’ll say on the situation…

Genuine question here: how many more people have to k*ll themselves for you guys to actually remember the in hindsight’s of “we should be kinder to people when they’re alive” and remember that these people are human beings?

All of you blowing these rumours out of proportion and hoping careers are ruined over… a cheating scandal of people who were 21 years old are insane actually. You do not know these people.

His career is not going to be ruined by any of it, that’s not how the industry works, first of all. (And I really wish those who aren’t in the industry, don’t know anyone in it or didn’t study it would stop acting and moving like they know what they’re talking about because you’re simply wrong on those ones…)

Secondly, some of you are acting like what he did is comparable to James Franco removing intimacy covers, or to Harvey Weinstein r*ping and ab*sing actresses… he cheated. Yes, not a good thing but come onnnnn!! He’s a normal person, if people didn’t put him on a pedestal it wouldn’t have mattered as much. These things happen. But to say he doesn’t deserve a career because of it is wild. He cheated and he’s stayed with that girl ever since… which, again, happens.

Lastly, comparing one bitter ex to the current girlfriend is weird and childish; if you can look at the ex and think her behaviour is okay, then I’d self reflect. Jumping on a bandwagon of “outing” 2 people already getting mass hate for false rumours, while having a boyfriend of 2 years and still going on about something from 6 years ago, isn’t the “iconic girl boss” move you think it is. You’re entitled to believe one person is more attractive than the other but to make posts/edits about it, to laugh at one of them and berate her appearance is just embarrassing.

Treating people with kindness doesn’t just stop when that person can no longer hear you. It continues even when they can’t.

(Stop taking everything obxanon says at face value too)

[maybanksprincess]

THE 2ND OBE HOLY FUCK

RUDY PANKOW as JJ MAYBANK in

⏤ OUTER BANKS (S04)

[torturedlexdepartment]

Why Stop Now

JJ Maybank x fem reader

Author's note: so it's not 420 but I'm not waiting till April to repost this one 😅🤣 it's one of my fav JJ ones 🫠

Warnings: SMUT, smoke sesh, fingering, oral (fem and male receiving), overstimulation, squirting, high sex

Summary: you and your boyfriend celebrate his favorite holiday in the best way

April 20th was JJ’s favorite day of the year for obvious reasons. You loved the day too, always enjoying getting high with your boyfriend. This year he planned to take it over the top though, by not letting you leave his bed. You had been awake for no more than five whole minutes before JJ pulled out his stash of pot from his bedside table. You watched as he rolled a joint, almost mesmerized by his delicate work with his hands, fingers, and tongue.

High sex with JJ was the most euphoric thing you had ever experienced in your life. Everything about it felt better and intensified. His soft lips and the way they captured yours. His giant hands and the way they worshiped every square inch of your body. His delicate fingers and the way he curved them inside of you just right. His long and sinful tongue and the way he lapped at your core like you were his favorite treat. And his perfect cock and the way he never failed to make you fall to pieces with a handful of thrusts and loving praises.

JJ was also always hungry for high sex with you too, considering he found out how easy it was to make you squirt when you were on cloud nine. He loved to please you in any way he could, but making love to you with his mouth was his favorite. That man spends a considerable amount of time with his head in between your thighs and today would be no exception.

You both took your time passing the joint in between you. By the time there was only one hit worth left, you took it in between your lips inhaling deeply, and proceeded to brush your lips against JJ’s before exhaling the smoke in his face. He inhaled what he could while he patiently waited for you to put the bud out in the ashtray. The second you turned back to face him, you were being pushed down, your back becoming flush with the mattress. He hovered over you, his lips immediately dominated yours as needy whimpers danced out of your mouth and into his.

When he pushed his tongue past your lips, you teased him by sucking on it gently causing him to grind into your aching heat. The feeling of his hard clothed cock against you had you dripping down your thighs already. His hands dipped under your sleep shirt to squeeze your tits as you turned your attention to his neck. Nipping and sucking gently on his sensitive spot nearly turned him into a puddle on top of you.

He trailed his hand down your stomach painfully slow, almost in a tickling fashion before sliding it into the waistband of your pajama bottoms. He applied gentle pressure to your clit before starting to rub slow circles. You ripped your lips from his neck, dipping your head back into the pillow as you whined out in pleasure. He placed tender kisses to your jaw before dragging his lips down your neck. His loving mouth almost had you distracted until you felt his fingers dip down lower to probe your pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet for me. Just like a good girl should be.” He mewed before slipping a finger inside of you. He continued to kiss your neck while pumping his finger slowly in and out. He knew that taking things slowly drove you crazy. You tried hard to be patient but you felt like your entire body was on fire.

“Baby, please.” He loved making you needy and hearing you beg. He added another finger and the sound you made had his cock twitching in his boxers. He made you squirm for a little while as he continued to attack your neck before finally curling his fingers upward. It was never an issue for him to find that sweet spongy spot inside of you the second he intended to. He felt your walls start to spasm as they grew tighter around him.

“That’s it, princess.” You dug your fingernails into the back of his shoulder blades as you came down from your first orgasm. He pulled his fingers out of you and quickly popped them into his mouth, savoring the taste of you. You grabbed him by the back of his neck, smashing your lips to his. You shoved your tongue into his mouth, demanding he share any remains of your sweet nectar. You moaned into the kiss and he pulled back, helping you sit up to remove your top.

Once your chest was bare for him, he took your nipples into his mouth sucking on each one before biting down gently. Then he sponged kisses down your stomach before hooking his fingers in the hem of your shorts and tugging them down your legs. He admired the huge wet spot on your panties before ripping those off too and tossing them across the room.

He started out by lapping up the juices that seeped out of your pussy, determined to clean you up. Your back was already threatening to arch off the bed before he started rubbing your clit, looking up at you with a smirk on his face. He kissed the insides of your thighs before diving right in, dragging his tongue in and out of your weeping hole as you clung onto the sheets for a sense of stability. That familiar coil in your stomach was winding up fast as you sat up your forearms to watch him work wonders on your pussy. You tangled your hand in his hair, forcing him further into you as your moans grew louder and more desperate. Hearing your heavenly noises had him groaning into your heat and the vibrations were all it took for you to reach another peak, coating his face in your slick this time. You knew he would continue stimulating you, to help you ride out your high but once you came down he refused to stop. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and started sucking on your clit. Your toes started to curl from the overstimulation.

“JJ.” You whined as you tried to push his face away. He slapped your hands away and gripped your hips tightly, keeping you from squirming away. He was on a mission and you knew exactly what he was after. You accepted your fate, giving in to the overwhelming pleasure as he went back and forth between sucking on your sensitive bud and flicking it at a rapid pace. Your legs began to shake and you knew what was coming. You came undone again, this time completely squirting in his face.

“Fuck baby, you’re so hot. I love it when you do that for me.” He was all too pleased and overly eager to clean you up again as you fought to catch your breath. He was gentle with his movements, knowing how sensitive you were. He lapped up everything you had to give to him before trailing kisses back up your body.

You didn’t let him get too far before flipping over on top to straddle him, quickly grinding down onto his cock. He let out a low growl before bringing you back down to kiss him. His lips were starting to become more and more aggressive against yours and you felt yourself getting wet all over again. You pulled away, trailing kissing down his chest as you palmed him through his boxers. He didn’t even try to stop himself from bucking up into your hand. His patience was gone as he grew more desperate to be inside of you.

Your face finally became level with his hips and you slowly rid him of the only barrier he had left. You drooled at the sight of his swollen cock springing up to his stomach. You craved it, in many ways. You didn’t tease him as much as you wanted to. You know he needed you. You quickly hollowed out your cheeks and took him completely into your mouth. His cry of relief mixed with pleasure had you clenching around nothing as you worked to pump him in and out of your mouth.

“Shit I can’t do it, princess. I have to fuck you.” He pulled away from your mouth and grabbed you up so your pussy was level with his cock before helping you sink down on top of him. The stretch was always delicious but it was almost enough for you to fall off the edge again. JJ helped you roll your hips, the movement so slow it was teasing to you both.

“I love how you feel inside of me J.” You cooed, knowing he loved to be praised just as much as you did.

“Yeah?” He sat up and flipped you both over in one fluid motion. “My princess loves how good I fuck her doesn’t she?” He teased as he slowly started thrusting. You couldn’t find your voice. All you could do was nod your head as you lost yourself in the pleasure all over again. His thrusts were slow but deep. He kissed you passionately this time, making you weak in the knees. You tugged at his hair and that nearly sent him over his edge as he worked to increase his pace. Your nails raked all over his back as he hit your spot head-on with the tip of his cock. He rested his head in the crook of your neck, leaving kisses anywhere he could as he brought you both closer to your releases.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.” You chanted as you clenched hard around him, sucking him in even deeper as you came again.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned as he spilled completely inside of you. Tears welled up in the corner of your eyes at all the overwhelming pleasure and emotion. JJ slowed his pace but wasn’t stopping and once again, the overstimulation had you squirming to try and get away from him.

“I can’t babe.” You pleaded and he pushed your hair back out of your face and leaned down to kiss your forehead sweetly.

“Give me one more baby, then I’ll let you rest okay?” You couldn’t help but give in to him as you always did. Even though he was fucking you as slow as possible, you quickly found yourself on the edge of another release. You squirted for him again and the feeling had him stuffing you full of his seed for a second time. You were more than relieved when he finally pulled out. You were so fucked out, that you found yourself drifting off to sleep pretty quickly.

He let you rest for a mere forty-five minutes before getting high again. He simply couldn’t help himself with the way you laid peacefully next to him. You weren’t surprised when you woke up with his head between your thighs. It was going to be a long and exhausting day.

[loveesiren]

Help Me (Pt. 3)

Rafe Cameron x Maybank!reader

Synopsis: Rafe and Y/n finally seal the deal ;)

Warnings: Smut, language, stitches?

Word Count: 2.6k+

You'd been staying with the Camerons for three weeks now. When Ward and Rose came home from their trip you were extremely nervous. A beat up Pogue in their house was surely not something they'd want.

But you were wrong. They were nothing but welcoming to you. Sarah had explained to them what happened. Rafe followed you around like a lost puppy. Even Wheezie ended up loving you, coming to you to gossip about boys and school.

Rafe was clean and his parents could see it. Having you around really improved his behavior. You were respectful and kind and even stayed home with Wheezie when they had events to attend. Rose even offered you a job as her assistant when you were feeling better.

They'd even let John B and JJ come by. John B already worked for Ward. JJ was still skeptical of you and Rafe but he was still on his best behavior when he came over.

Rafe slept with you most nights, wanting to make sure he was there incase you needed anything. He was always so gentle and cautious not to hurt you while you healed. Your bruising had mostly subsided. You were finally starting to look like yourself again.

--

"You ready?" Rafe asked as you finished applying mascara to your lashes.

"Fuck yes." You said. "I can't wait to get these things out of me."

Today was the day you were having your stitches removed. You couldn't be more excited to heal and go back to your old self.

"We can stop and see JJ after," Rafe said as he took your hand and lead you downstairs.

"Are you excited?!" Wheezie asked as you walked into the kitchen.

"To stop looking like the bride of Frankenstein? Absolutely." You responded with a smile.

"Think you'll be ready to work?" Rose asks with a smile.

"Definitely! I'm sick of laying around doing nothing."

"Glad to hear it!"

"Okay, we gotta go or you're going to miss your appointment." Rafe scolded, knowing full well you will get sucked into a conversation with Wheezie and Rose.

You waved goodbye as Rafe dragged you out the door and helped you in to his truck.

"I can do it myself, you know," You say as he picks you up and places you into the passenger seat.

"Nope. Not going to risk you getting hurt again." He says before placing a kiss on your cheek and shutting the door.

You smile at the gesture. He was so protective over you. Normally this would annoy you but everything Rafe does makes you feel so happy and safe.

He climbed into the drivers seat and started the car.

"You ready to go, pretty girl?" He smiles over to you.

"I'll be pretty in an hour when these things are out of my face." You say, tracing over your stitches as you look in the mirror.

"You're pretty always. No matter what."

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Rafe held your hand as the doctor slowly pulled each stitch out of your skin. You winced at the pain but it was no where near as bad as it was three weeks ago.

"You're doing good, baby." He said, playing with your hair behind your back.

"Really glad I was passed out when Ricky put them in," You chuckle.

Rafe tries to smile but the thought of that night still tugs at his heart. He'd barely left you alone since. If you weren't with him, he made sure you were with JJ. The few nights you'd spent at the Chateau with your brother and friends, he stayed up all night pacing. He'd text you and you would respond. He swallowed the urge to not over do it though. The last thing he'd want is to push you away.

"And done!" The doctor announces.

You stand up and go to the mirror. Your fingers trace over the scars left on your face and collar bone. You smile sadly. You were so happy the stitches were out but you knew you'd have these scares forever.

"Beautiful," Rafe says as he wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head. "Absolutely beautiful."

His words make you blush. The fact Rafe has seen you at your absolute worst and still worships the ground you walk on was all you needed.

"Come on," You say, dragging him out of the doctors office. "JJ is waiting."

Rafe's fingers are laced with yours the whole ride to the Chateau. He always got nervous being around the Pogues. Even though his own sister was one of them. It wasn't that he was scared of them. He just cared so much about you and he wanted your brother to accept him. Had he known JJ Maybank's sister would be the love of his life, he would have been a lot nicer to him before.

You pull up to John B's house. Rafe quickly jumps out and comes around to help you out.

The Pogues watch from the porch. JJ runs out to greet you.

"Hey, sis!" He says, wrapping you into a tight hug.

"Hey, J! How are you?"

"Good! Went fishing this morning. Grillin' em up now if you guys are hungry." JJ says. His eyes flicker to Rafe's.

Rafe stands behind you with his hands in his pockets. You turn to look at him. "You hungry, babe?"

His eyes shot up at you. You had never called him any pet name before. "Uhm, yeah, I could eat." He said.

JJ offered him a small smile. You skipped ahead to go say hi to everyone.

"How's she doing?" JJ asked as he trailed behind with Rafe.

"She's doing really well." Rafe answered. "Wheezie really loves her. So do my parents. Rose offered her a job."

JJ laughs. "Yeah, she seems happy. She's really happy with you."

"I try to make her happy," Rafe says as he watches you laugh with your friends. "I love her," He confesses.

JJ bites his lip and nods. Still not fully comfortable with the situation.

"Does she know?"

"No," Rafe shakes his head. "But I'll tell her."

"Look man," JJ starts. "We've had our issues. A lot of fucking issues. But my sister is all I have left. You make her happier than I've ever seen her. I don't want to ruin that for her. I'm willing to set shit aside in order to make her happy."

Rafe smiled, looking down at his feet before looking back at JJ. "I am too." He says, offering his hand to JJ.

JJ offers a small smile and shakes his hand. "Come eat, man!" He says as he hops over to the grill.

Rafe sits down on the couch and pulls you into his arms for a hug. You cling to him as he rocks you back and forth.

Sarah smiles at the two of you. She'd never seen her brother so happy and she was excited to finally see him clean and doing well.

______________________

After you ate you all made your way to the dock. John B and JJ were doing backflips off the boat. Pope, Sarah, and Kie all sat around drinking beer, laughing at the boys. You and Rafe sat on the dock, letting your feet trail in the water below.

The sunset was beautiful. Fading into a variety of warm colors. Rafe was glowing with the way the evening light kissed his tan skin.

You couldn't deny you'd been crushing on Rafe since the night you met him. The way he mumbled about how pretty you were when you helped his drunk ass off the beach. "Are you an angel?" He asked you multiple times as he clung to you.

Now you were living at his house, attached at the hip. Everything felt effortless with Rafe. You were just happy all the time. Watching movies with him and Wheezie, cooking dinner together, laying in bed talking. There was never a dull moment.

"Y/N?" Rafe's voice brought you back to the present moment.

"Yeah?" You ask, looking over at him. His messy hair blew slightly in the wind.

"Uhm...I just wanted to ask you..." He began, chewing on his nails.

"Ask me what, Rafey?"

"A-are we like...like...w-what are we?"

You smile at him and furrow your brows. "I don't know, Rafe. What are we?"

He chuckled awkwardly. "I mean, uhh...I'd like...I mean-"

You couldn't help but laugh as he tripped over his words.

"I'd like if you were my girlfriend," He finally admitted.

The rest of the Pogues were now listening in on your conversation.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to you, pressing your lips to his. He kisses you back as he smiles at the gesture.

"Does that answer your question?" You whisper as you pull away slightly.

He just nods and smiles and kisses you again. You can hear Sarah and Kiara cheering from behind you.

"Really? Can you not mack on my sister right in front of me?" JJ scolds jokingly.

Rafe puts his hands up in surrender and pulls away from you. You just laugh and flip JJ off.

"You wanna go home and seal the deal?" You ask, biting your lip.

Rafe's eyes widen and he immediately jumps to his feet. "We're heading home!" He announces, helping you up.

"Oh, yuck!" Sarah scoffs, knowing exactly what caused his sudden excitement.

"You need a ride, Sarah?" Rafe asked, keeping his focus on you.

"Are you kidding? We share a wall, Rafe. I'm staying here tonight."

"Oh my God." JJ groans, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Love you, J!" You say as you pull Rafe towards the truck.

"Yup. Love you too!" JJ says as he shakes the thought of you and Rafe together from his mind. John B, Pope, and Kie just laugh at how uncomfortable Sarah and JJ are.

Rafe opens the passenger door for you and helps you in before running and jumping into the driver's seat. You giggle at his eagerness.

Rafe keeps his hand on your thigh the whole drive back to Tanneyhill. Slowly inching closer to your pussy as his fingers explore your skin.

You could already feel yourself dripping with need. When you pulled into Tanneyhill you didn't even wait for Rafe to open the door for you. You practically fell out of the truck and ran to meet him. Lips connecting with his instantly.

"I'm supposed to help you out," He pants against your neck, placing kisses on your skin.

"Help me up," You demand.

Rafe smiles and grabs your ass as you jump up and wrap your legs around his waist. He moans into the kiss as he stumbles to the house, sloppily opening the door and slamming you into the wall of the foyer.

"Rafe-"

You both freeze, lips still locked on his as you both open your eyes. Rafe slowly releases you to the floor.

"Hey dad," Rafe says as the two of you round the corner to see Ward, Rose, and Wheezie having dinner.

The two of you stood there, looking guilty with your messy hair and red cheeks. You awkwardly pulled the strap of your tank top back onto your shoulder.

Ward and Rose look at you knowingly and Wheezie just scoffs.

"Would the two of you like some dinner?" Rose asks.

"Uhm, we ate at John B's." You state. "JJ went fishing."

"Yeah, uhm..." Rafe begins. "And we both have to be up early for work tomorrow. Right dad? Rose?"

You nod in agreement. As the two of you slowly back away towards the stairs.

"So we're just gonna get to bed!"

Rose and Ward chuckle at your awkwardness.

"Ew," Wheezie spits. "Just go already!"

And with that, you and Rafe practically race upstairs to his bedroom.

"Subtle," Rose laughs as she sips her wine.

"I'm so over teenagers," Ward chuckles.

--

As soon as Rafe pulls you into his room he slams the door behind you and pushes you up against it, kissing you with force.

You tug at the buttons on his shirt, surely ripping a few as you shove the fabric from his shoulders.

He grabs the hem of your shirt and brings it up over your head before biting at your neck hungrily. "Is this okay?" He asked between nips.

"I'm healed, Rafe. Don't be gentle." You tell him.

He kisses his way down your body until he reaches your jeans. He's quick to undo the buttons and pull them to the floor along with your panties, leaving you completely exposed to him.

You bite your lip as his eyes flicker up to yours. "You're fucking dripping, baby girl." He smiles.

He brings one of your legs over his shoulder, your back still pressed to the wall as he slides his tongue over the length of your pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" You pant, tangling your fingers in his hair.

He slides his middle finger inside you as his tongue dances around your clit.

You could feel yourself coming undone at the sensation.

He slides a second finger into you and you almost collapse but he brings his hand up to your ass to keep you balanced.

"Rafe, oh my God-"

He pulls your other leg up over his shoulder. Rafe and the wall are the only things keeping you upright now.

"Cum for me, baby girl." He says between your legs.

You could hardly contain yourself as you reached your high. His hands wrapped around your thighs as you vibrated against him.

"Fuck, Rafe!" You screamed, not caring who heard. "Oh my fucking God!"

Rafe smiled as he licked you clean. He let your legs slide off his shoulders as you relaxed.

"That's my girl," He praises as he comes up to place a kiss on your lips.

You give him the devil's grin as you fall to your knees in front of him. "Let me make you feel good, baby." You tell him as you fiddle with his zipper. When you finally free his cock from it's restraints you bite your lip and meet his gaze. "Big boy," You say before running the tip of your tongue against his length.

"Fuuuuuck," He moans.

You smile before wrapping your lips around his cock and slowly sinking him into your throat.

"Jesus Christ, baby," He gasps as he watches you swallow every inch of him.

You could feel his knees weaken as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock. You pulled back, drool still connecting your lips to him as you looked him in the eyes. His face was priceless, absolutely stunned at your talent.

You smirked before spitting on his dick and getting back to work.

You felt his fingers tangle through your hair, pushing his cock deeper into your throat and you accepted him.

"I'm gonna fucking cum," He panted.

You let him take control, fucking himself into your throat as you gagged on his cock. He thrusted deep into your face as he released himself. You could feel the warm liquid trickle down your throat before he pulled out.

You looked up to him and smiled as you swallowed. Mascara was running down your cheeks and cum dripping from your chin.

"Pretty girl," He smiled down at you, still clutching your hair. "Get on the bed."

You did as you were told. Rafe climbed on top of you and pressed his hand against your cheek, brushing his thumb over your skin as he bit his lip. "Can I make love to you, sweetheart?"

You beamed at him, loving how sweet he was to you. "Mhmm, please." You nodded.

He lined himself up at your entrance and pushed into you slowly.

You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck.

He pushed your knees up before snaking his arms behind your back. You clung to him as he thrusted into you slowly.

"Beautiful, perfect angel," He whispered into your ear. Your nails dug into his shoulder as he continued to press into you.

The feeling of his cock sliding against your walls was euphoric.

"Mine," He moaned. And with that you could feel yourself come undone.

"All yours," You told him as you reached your climax. He held you tight as you vibrated against him, bringing him to his own orgasm. You sucked on his neck as you felt him fill you.

"You're a God." He whispered, resting his head on your chest.

"Let me take you higher," You hissed as you rolled over and straddled him. "I'll show you God."

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