#Rudy Pankow

[rhyslarsenlover]

title: sunshine boy

warnings: smut scene, oral sex. minors dni.

the party was in full swing, as the beach slowly filled with obx locals. you, being new to the area, felt a bit out of place but determined to enjoy yourself. you had recently moved with your parents and it felt halfway across the world, especially with the warm climate that you were not used to. you chose to wear a gold halter top and blue jeans, wanting to stand out a little so that people might introduce themselves to you. it was so unlike your usual shyness, but you were determined to make friends with anyone since you started at the local school next week.

that’s when you locked eyes with him across the crowded beach. blonde messy hair, amber rays of sun kissing his skin.. ‘god, was i jealous of the sun right now?’ you blink the thought away, turning your back to him as someone tapped your arm.

as you turn, you look up to find tousled curls that fell in front of deep brown eyes. “you’re new?” she asks, an eyebrow quirked in curiosity. a thin leather cord with a seashell pendant rested between her collar bones, swaying as she tilts her head. “as gold as that top is, you don’t look like a kook,” she adds, the corners of her lips twitch, like she’s on the edge of a smirk.

“uhh.. yeah, i’m new. just moved here a couple days ago. i’m y/n.” you say, holding her gaze as you interact with her. “thank god someone introduced themselves, i really didn’t wanna spend this party alone,” you confess, smiling gratefully. you chose to ignore her other comment, because what the hell was a kook?

the corners of her mouth lift upwards as she mirrors your smile. your gratitude was a clear signal that you’d fit in with the pogues. kooks were rude, ungrateful; you seemed different, or so she hoped. “well, y/n, i’m kiara. come meet my friends,” she says, motioning her head to the other side of the beach.

you follow her, noticing that she’s leading you in the sunshine boy’s direction and you felt your heart race in anticipation. “y/n, meet pope, jj, john b, and sarah. guys, she’s new,” kiara says, grinning at her friends. you smile shyly, a small wave before you drop your hand. you forgot their names instantly, all but one. and you hated that because he was distracting you from making good friends. ‘curse sunshine boy and his handsome face,’ you thought, because you realised that he was even better looking in proximity.

jj leaned back on his elbows, a red solo cup dangling from his fingers as he watches you with an easy, knowing smirk. as the party went on, you got to know all of the group, laughing at their jokes and feeling secretly giddy to get on so well with new people. the sun had set and the firelight from the bonfire was now highlighting the sharp cut of jj’s jaw and the playful glint in his ocean blue eyes. the others had left your space to play party games a couple feet away, but jj had stayed with you, wanting to talk one-to-one. “gotta say, y/n, you don’t exactly blend in,” he drawled, head tilting as he takes you in. you raise a brow, crossing your arms. “that a good thing or a bad thing?” jj grins, all mischief and trouble. “guess we’ll find out.”

finally, he stood to tug you into a game of beach beer pong, his hand grazing your lower back as he leans in to “give you pointers.”

“you’re terrible at this,” he whispers, lips barely brushing your ear, his breath warm against your skin. you scoff, elbowing him lightly. “maybe i’m just pretending so you’ll help me.” jj chuckles, stepping back but keeping his eyes on you. “oh, smart and pretty, huh?”.

after beer pong, you find yourself walking along the shoreline, the party fading into the background, jj now at your side. you silently hoped that it could always be like this. you know that you had only just met the guy, but he made you feel so safe and calm.

“so,” he says, kicking at the sand. “be honest, how’s the cut treating you so far?”

you shrug, glancing at him. “not bad. the locals seem… interesting.” jj smirks. “yeah? any of ‘em stand out?” you roll your eyes, biting back a smile. “hmm maybe one or two.”

he stops walking, turning to face you fully. the playful edge in his gaze softens just a little, and for the first time tonight, he seems serious. “yeah?”. ‘why was that so hot?’. the air between you shifts, the sound of the ocean fading as he steps closer. his fingers graze your wrist, slow and deliberate, testing the waters. you inhale shakily, pulse quickening. “yeah.”

“good,” he murmurs, before closing the space between you, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that tastes like salt and sweet promises. a small smile pressed against your lips, as his hands slid down to grab your waist and pull you closer. jj deepened the kiss, his tongue parting your lips to explore your mouth and you let him. and you pray he won’t stop.

he pushes you backwards slowly until your back gently hits the cool sand of the beach, breaking the kiss only to trail his lips down your neck. “jj,” you say his name softly, leaning up on your elbows so you can watch him. he hums gently, his hands sliding down to your thighs. jj looks up into your eyes as his hand moves to the waistband of your jeans, “this okay?” he asks, eyes filled with lust as you nod quickly. “been dreaming of tasting you all night," he whispers, tugging your jeans down. "gonna make you feel real good, sweetheart." slowly trailing kisses down your stomach as he settles between your thighs.

your breathing hitches as he pulls your panties to the side, clit throbbing with desire for him. he blows a cool breath over your sensitive flesh, watching you squirm. jj smiles to himself before diving in, his tongue parting your folds and finding your clit. he sucks gently, his hands gripping your thighs to keep them spread. "fuck, you taste even better than i imagined,” grinning as you whined needily.

your hands clawed at the sand, desperately trying to grip onto something. anything. “let go,” he says softly, looking up at you from your pussy. his lips glistened in the moonlight, eyes hungry for your release, “let go for me,” he says before sucking harshly on your clit.

and it was almost embarrassing, how quickly you unravelled for the blonde boy between your legs. his tongue working relentlessly against your clit, sucking and licking with a fervor that makes your legs tremble. he hadn’t even used his fingers, just his tongue and those lips. you’d never cum so fast. a loud moan leaves your lips as you finally let go. the tightness in your stomach finally loosens, and he laps up your release as though he was ravenous for your cum. he kisses your sensitive nub gently as you come down, his hands rubbing soothing circles on your thighs. "good girl," he whispers breathily as he sits up, readjusting your panties so that you were covered again.

he silently helps you put your jeans back on, kissing your forehead. a blush rose to your cheeks as embarrassment creeped up into your chest. “oh my god, i’m so sorry,” you say. you didn’t really know why you were apologising, you just felt awful that you came so fast, it probably ruined all the fun. “huh?” he says, chuckling quietly, “are you apologising for tasting so good?” he comments, reaching out to smooth a piece of hair behind your ear.

you blush deeper, hiding your face, “well, it went so fast,” you say, speaking euphemistically in order to avoid further embarrassment. “baby, that’s literally the point. i wanted to make you feel good.” he replies, lifting your chin up with his finger. he leans down, capturing your lips in another kiss, before pulling away to take your hand. “don’t ever apologise for that again,” he says, squeezing your hand gently as he speaks in a serious tone.

“again? oh, so you’ll do that to me again, will you?” you ask, a newfound confidence since he reassured you. “again, and again, and again,” he promises, intertwining your fingers as he swings your hands.

“well it only seems fair that i return the favour,” you say, kissing the back of his hand. “you got somewhere more private?” you ask, giggling softly. ‘god, i’m starting to love the outerbanks.’

a/n: do we like this? do i make this into a series? my first kinda smutty scene so i hope it was good aaaah!!

[traumadumpwriter]

Blue Boy

Bf!JJ Maybank x Reader

JJ is acting strange and you can’t work out why. He’s distant and depressed and seems to be having even more issues with his dad than usual, but he won’t tell you anything. Eventually, you find out what he’s been hiding and it changes the way you look at yourself as a girlfriend.

Warnings for: mentions of abuse, slight smut, self harm, cutting

Word count: 2.1k

This was a request by the way! I really hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took me a little while to get done. I’m not sure if this is an imagine or more of a drabble? Reminder that if any of you are struggling with self harm or anything at all my dms are open! Stay safe <3 (story below divider by @i-mmaculatus )

Imagine bf!JJ arriving at the Chateau with a swollen black eye for the second time that month. Everyone worriedly questions him but he tells you all to back off, insisting that the "issues he and his dad have aren't anyones business" and that "it wasn't a big deal." He goes straight to the fridge, effortlessly cracking open a can with one hand whilst the other arm rests against the wall, his bruised muscles flexing through his tee. For the rest of the night he puts on a happy face, but it's clear to you that there's something simmering beneath the surface.

You try to speak to him about it gently, far into the late hours of the twilight with your naked bodies intertwined with each others. The room is dark and the covers are over you both, but in a bar of pale moonlight you are able to examine the purple mark on JJ's face. Your fingers trace gently over it.

"Your dads been.. worse recently. Are you sure you don't want to stay here for a while?" You whisper.

He shakes his head quickly, seeming almost offended, before he replies with a confident sneer.

"It's fine baby, I'm fine. Don't you worry about me."

His fingers glide along your cheekbone down to your lips, stroking the skin like it was fine silk. The intimate motion would usually make your thoughts wander, but you see in his eyes that he lacks his usual lust.

"I am worried though. I don't get why you stay there." You sigh. "It doesn't make sense. Why do you let him do this to you?"

He huffs and withdraws his touch, laying flat on his back and staring blankly up at the ceiling.

"To be honest, I kind of deserve it." He mumbles, entirely unaware of how shocking his words are to hear.

"You don't deserve it. Why would you say that?" You quickly answer back, your brows knotted together in worry.

But JJ just shrugs.

He slides on his boxers under the covers and then gets out of the bed to go shower, which strikes you as being slightly weird - JJ has never been one for modesty - however it doesn't bother you enough to keep your minds focus. Instead, you just sit and worry about his disheartening words.

For the next few weeks, he only gets more withdrawn. He spends an entire day on the HMS Pogue without swimming - just quietly fishing. He stops teasing you and making you yearn for sex during the day, only making his move when the house is dark and quiet. He even just drops off one day, not turning up to the Chateau and not answering his phone.

You spend that entire day in a panic and don't even understand why. "JJ has done this plenty of times before, he's an unpredictable guy, it's probably fine." You say to yourself, and yet you can't shake this nauseating anxiety from your gut. The Pogues all feel it too. Only when he arrives late into the afternoon of the next day, marching into the room like a man risen from the dead do you understand the anxiety that you feel.

You're scared that he might do something to him self.

He stands around in the living room and jokes with everyone, smugly revealing the wad of cash he'd "earned" on his unexplained excursion, and you joke and smile along too. Calling him out might make him leave again and you don't want that.

Alone with him and after quite a few drinks you're unable to resist it though. His behaviour has just been so strange and erratic and just as you think it can't get any stranger, he gets out of bed and turns off the lights before trying to continue the stages of pre-fucking.

"Why did you do that?" You wonder, expecting a snarky comeback but getting nothing in return.

JJ just continues to manoeuvre his head between your legs, intoxicated by the sight as always. His lips press against yours and you almost loose your trail of thought, your eyes squeezing shut and then opening again into.. darkness.

"Jay, turn on the light. I wanna see you." You mumble but he ignores you again, and this time you're definitely not going to let it slide.

With a huff, you sit up straight and push him from you.

"It's just... nice in the dark. I don't look great right now." He speaks quickly, half anxious half still concentrated on your body.

You stand up and turn on the light. JJ doesn't try to stop you, but he doesn't do a good job at hiding his displeased expression either. The behaviour is just so strange to you and it makes you question yourself, especially in that moment.

"Do you not want to be able to see me or something?" You try to sound casual in your questioning but a shake escapes and before you know it there are tears dripping down your face.

JJ quickly rushes to you and holds you closely, asserting to you that you're perfect and your appearance would and could never be a problem in a million years. You don't buy it though, weeks worth of anxieties overtaking you in your drunken state.

"Something is off. I know it is. You've been acting so strange. Is it your dad?"

"No. It's not my dad." He answers, still embracing you.

"Is it me?"

"Of course not."

"Well then what is it?"

He sighs and looks you up and down, considering your beautiful expression and how much innocence he's stolen from it already. He wants to tell you, but he can't.

"It's nothing, Y/N."

"But JJ-"

"Just leave it." He tuts.

You open your mouth to protest but stop yourself, feeling defeated by the underlying hurt in his gaze. With a huff, you lean back onto your elbows and eye your boyfriend, entirely unsure of what to say to him. He catches the gleam of upset in your face and sighs again, shaking his head to himself and forces a smile.

He lightly swaggers back towards the bed, standing over you with a smug expression as he was before.

"Cheer up baby. Let me make you come." He murmurs, lowering his head to your thighs.

And who are you to resist that? He makes quick work of your needs and after catching your breath, you're pawing at the erection pressing against his boxers.

"Let... me... help.. you." You pant out and he swallows hard.

"No... No it's okay." He smiles, his lips wet.

He twitches in your hand and you let out a light chuckle. His body is betraying his words and he knows it. He makes a frustrated huff before stepping backwards towards the light switch. Before he can touch it though, you sit up straight with a scowl, post-nut clarity filling you with sudden annoyance for letting him drop the subject before.

"I'm not sucking your dick in the dark again!" You huff. "What the hell is going on? Do you have a wart down there or something?"

You expect him to crack at least a small smile at that, but he doesn't. He stays silent and your stomach twists.

"You've not actually, have you? Have you caught something? Have you cheated on me?" You question.

When he doesn't reply to that, the twisting feeling turns into stabbing and your eyes are suddenly wet again. JJ has always hated this - how fast you jump to conclusions - but he doesn't get annoyed. This only makes you feel worse.

"Who with?"

He looks from your shaking lip to the ground to the wall and then back to your face again, before letting out a defeated breath.

"Who am I kidding?" He mumbles to himself, his gut hurting just as badly as yours. Then he takes a deep breath and puts a hand on your shoulder.

You try to shrug him off, sniffling "Do I need to get tested?" but he ignores it, suppressing the ache he feels at your accusation.

"I'd never do that to you, Y/N." He whispers and then his voice stiffens. "I've just- I did something dumb the other day and I don't want you to like, freak out or something."

You're confused. Possibilities race through your head but none of them make sense. What on earth could he be talking about? His hands hover above his boxers for a moment before he picks one of the leg sleeves, rolling it up and revealing the patch of thigh that he'd been seemingly hiding for weeks.

Your breath hitches. There are rows of deep cuts, at least twenty, scattered around the small patch of skin. Some of them are red and some of them are pink - clearly slightly older. You know what you're looking at immediately. JJ knew that you would.

"JJ- I- I don't understand- What- Why would you do this?"

You gently trace your finger along one cut. It's dried out and healing, but it looks sore.

"It was just one time." He mumbles, hating the hurt in your voice.

"There's a lot here for just one time and they're not shallow either." You speak quietly, eyes transfixed on the angry marks, and you almost want to scold him were you not feeling so guilty. "Why didn't you talk to me?"

"I don't know... I just didn't want to stress you out. But it's okay, I'm honestly fine."

You don't want to get emotional, you know that that's the last thing he wants, but you find it hard.

"It's not okay. What made you do this?"

He finally rolls the material back down and then reached for his beer on the side, taking a gulp before mumbling "Nothing made me."

"Well then what happened?"

He's silent, finishing his beer and then crushing the can in his hands. He avoids making eye contact with you, squirming at the thought of being so vulnerable, but he knows he has no choice. It was better this than have you think he'd cheated on you.

"Are you seriously just not gonna talk? You're scaring me JJ. What's happened?"

"Nothing happened. I just- I was stressed out. I don't know! I just wanted to feel in control or something. My dad is always beating on me- and yeah I deserve it sometimes, but- I don't know. It just felt like I was doing that fuckin' self care that you and Kie are always talking about but like... the self care I deserve." He confesses.

"Oh my baby." You whisper and quickly stand up, pulling him into a tight hug.

He stays frozen for a moment but soon gives in and wraps his arms around you, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

"I'm sorry." He whispers and you shake your head.

"No don't be sorry. I'm sorry. I wish you didn't feel like that about yourself... You're too good for that... You're too good for this place."

"I'm not though, Y/N... I'm kind of the worst."

"Don't say that."

"It's true. I don't know why you're even with me. I don't know why the Pogues put up with me. I'm a fucking asshole... Sometimes I even piss my dad off on purpose because I want him to hit me. I don't know why. I guess I just deserve the pain."

You stand in silence with him for a moment, stroking the back of his head with your hand. It breaks your heart to hear his confession and you feel sick at the thought of all the hurt he'd been enduring. How hadn't you picked up on this?

He lifts his head from your neck and finally looks you in the face; attempting to keep his blank but his eyes giving him away.

"Do you still want me now?"

"Of course I do." You answer. "And I always will. I love you and I'm not judging you, JJ. You're my favourite person in the whole world. Can you please promise you'll speak to me from now on.. or at least try to..."

"I can try."

You both embrace each other tightly again and JJ places a kiss on your head, whispering another apology that you deny. You give him a kiss, get dressed and grab some supplies from your medicine cabinet. You're both still fairly drunk so the cleaning becomes a mess; antibacterial liquid all over his crotch and plasters everywhere.

It's funny and you both laugh a lot. Then JJ finally fucks you with the lights on, mumbling about how much he'd missed it after falling down onto the bed beside you. You fall asleep soon after, breathing heavily and both feeling like things might get better for JJ.

[rafessecret]

Can you do stepbrother JJ?

⋆˚࿔ step¡sister reader && jj maybank

JUST ME, SWEETHEART

The house is always too quiet at night, and that silence is the worst part. It makes you hyper-aware—of every creak in the walls, every drip from the faucet, every shift of weight in the mattress. And tonight, that shift is JJ.

You recognize the scent of him first, sun-warmed salt and cheap cologne, lingering from too many late nights spent fucking around with his friends. The heat of his body follows, pressing into the curve of your back. He’s always been touchy with you, but lately, it’s worse. His hands linger too long. His eyes drag over you, dark and full of something you don’t understand—or maybe, something you don’t want to admit you do.

Luke has been in a mood all day, slamming cabinets, barking commands, reminding you exactly where you stand in this house. You never talk back. You never argue. But it doesn’t stop him from making you feel small, like something weak and fragile, something that could break beneath his thumb.

JJ watches it all. He sees how you shrink under the weight of it, how you flinch when your stepdad's voice cuts through the room. And maybe that’s why he’s like this—why he’s been pushing, testing, taking whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. Because he knows you won’t fight. Not him. Not JJ.

The mattress dips as he settles against you, his chest flush against your back, one arm slung heavy over your waist. He’s lazy with it, but you can feel the heat coiling off him, the slow rise and fall of his breath against your neck.

❝It’s fine,❞ he murmurs, voice thick with sleep, or something like it. His hips shift, rolling slow against you, and you feel him—hard, heavy, pressing insistently through his boxers against the swell of your ass. ❝It’s just me, sweetheart.❞

You should move. You should push him off. You don’t.

Instead, you go still, caught between the tension in your body and the slow, rhythmic drag of his cock against you. The thin cotton of your sleep shorts does nothing to dull the sensation, the heat of him seeping through the fabric like an invitation. His fingers are already moving, slow and deliberate, tracing the waistband of your shorts, teasing at the sensitive skin just below your navel.

❝You’re so soft,❞ he whispers, pressing his lips against the nape of your neck, a barely-there kiss that makes your breath hitch. His fingers slip lower, dipping beneath the elastic of your panties, and when he finds you warm and already slick, he groans low in his throat. ❝Fuck, baby. You like this, huh?❞

Shame burns through you, hot and sharp, but not enough to stop you from arching into his touch. Not enough to stop your thighs from parting just a little wider, giving him space to move, to stroke slow circles over your clit.

Your breath stutters, and he must feel the way you shiver against him, because his grip tightens, fingers pressing just a little firmer, just enough to make you whimper.

❝Shh,❞ he soothes, nuzzling against your jaw, teeth scraping over your pulse. ❝Don’t wanna wake him up, do you?❞

The reminder sends a jolt of fear through you, but JJ’s hand is already slipping lower, fingers dipping into your heat, curling just right, and you can’t think—not past the way your body reacts, past the way he’s touching you like he’s been waiting for this forever.

Like he’ll never stop.

His fingers work you open, pumping deep, pressing against that tender spot inside you with unrelenting precision. His free hand grips your hip, keeping you still as he drags his cock against you, each slow thrust against your ass making him groan into your skin.

❝God, baby, you’re fucking drenched,❞ he hisses, pushing deeper, stretching you until you whimper. He doesn’t let up—doesn’t slow down—only curls his fingers harder, fucking into you like he owns you. ❝So tight around me—fuck, you’re squeezing, you gonna cum for me?❞

Your hands clutch at the sheets, body trembling, thighs twitching as he drives you toward the edge. The filthy squelch of his fingers inside you is loud in the quiet room, mixing with your panting breaths, with the sharp, desperate moans you try to bite back.

❝C’mon, baby,❞ he urges, his thumb rubbing tight circles over your clit, his cock rutting against your ass in slow, needy rolls. ❝Be a good girl and cum all over my fingers.❞

It’s too much, too good, and when you finally snap—when the heat explodes inside you, pleasure crashing through your veins—you don’t even realize how loud you are. Not until JJ’s hand is over your mouth, muffling your cry as you clench down around his fingers, soaking his hand with your release.

He groans, rutting against you harder, breath hot and ragged against your ear. ❝Fuck, that’s my girl.❞

── ⋆ 𝐲𝐚𝐩 : although I wanted to fulfill this request, I DO NOT write for JJ Maybank unless I decide to create a new ¡au for him. which is unlikely because I love rafe so much but this was a fun one-off, and I really enjoyed the tension in it! hope you all like it.

── ⋆ 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔 : @scne-vampire

©RAFESSECRET ⋆˚࿔ est. 2025

[h3r-h3arts-with-obx]

song: no idea by don toliver

creds: me🤙

[bbyg4rl]

need that

[jj-maybank-deserved-better]

This is way too far he's a human being his mental health matters!

[drewsephrry]

my boys

[crookedteethed]

18+ -mdni

ᥫ᭡. eiffel tower me, please.

pairing: rafe x kook!jj x fem! reader

warnings: smut (pinv), language, threesome, oral (m and f receiving), drug usage, a little voyurism (if you squint). porn with little plot (as per usual), dirty talk,

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Rafe's fascination with you took place when he saw you fucking your boyfriend, his best friend, JJ Maybank, in the bushes during a Kook party. 

Rafe had been watching you two all night-- he watched as the both of you couldn't keep your hands off of one another--JJ's hand had squeezed your plump ass every chance it got, while your lips always found a spot on his sunkissed skin to smooch whenever the moment was right--so it wasn't a shocker that Rafe was the one to catch you two sneaking off.

For Rafe, it was disgusting seeing you two being all lovey-dovey and shit, yeah, yeah, yeah, Rafe was happy to see his friend happy and whatnot, but secretly, the boy was envious.

I mean, here Rafe was getting the worst neck by Gums McGee while JJ was getting some of the best piece of ass on Kildare Island. 

It's not like you were a slut or anything--Rafe really hadn't known if you were the best piece of ass on Kildare, but the way your boyfriend talked about your sex life when you weren't around sure made you sound like you were--and Rafe had wanted to know if the legions about you were true--like the time JJ had claimed you wrapped a fruit roll up around his dick and sucked it--or that time JJ said you simply let him cum inside of you--Rafe had wanted that, Rafe wanted that with you, because you were something Rafe couldn't have.

Rafe doesn't know why he'd followed you and JJ out to the bushes-- He'd stopped getting the worst head he'd ever received to be a peeping tom. But Rafe swears his plan wasn't to be a peeping tom; how could Rafe not be a peeping tom when he suddenly sees your bare heart-shaped ass--your mini skirt bunched around your waist--bouncing on JJ's cock, grappling in the bushes. Your slit was so little and displayed for him--it looked like it could barely take the penetration. Your pretty moans serenaded Rafe's ears--leaving him in a trance, like a mermaid's siren. You were alluring; how could Rafe not be a peeping tom?

When Rafe had found himself sprouting a boner, and quickly taking care of it in his car, he knew he was in some pretty deep fucking shit.

"I have a proposition for you." Rafe had told Jay, going nose first into a line coke--the boys had been slumming it up the next day, drinking beer and watching the box all day in Jay's new condo he'd gotten for his 20th birthday. 

Rafe then pushed the coke tray to JJ. "What is it?" he said as he followed in pursuit and did the same as Rafe. 

"I get to fuck y/n for one night, in exchange for my dirt bike." Rafe snorted, causing JJ to laugh. 

"You fucking kidding me?" Jay said, wiping the white powder underneath his nostrils. JJ continued to laugh until he realized that Rafe hadn't cracked one smile, meaning that Rafe Cameron has finally lost his damn marbles.

"You do realize that's the dumbest fucking proposition ever, man? You're supposed to propose some shit that I can't go out and buy myself." Jay said. 

"Last week, you said it yourself!" Rafe rebutted. "You said,' My dirt bike is way cooler than yours' ."

"Dude, that wasn't code for: I want your bike in exchange to fuck my girlfriend."

Rafe had been quiet momentarily, reaching over to JJ for the tray and snorting another line. Rafe had needed to hold his composer because ever since last night, he couldn't get the image of you fucking JJ, and Rafe just needed to see it again, but with his cock barely fitting in your pussy instead.

"Ok, what about this," Rafe said, bringing out his inner businessman. "What if I get to fuck y/n in exchange for my Bently?"

Now Rafe was talking, causing JJ's eyebrow to hitch and ears to perk. 

Let's be honest: JJ's father could fund him the money for a new dirt bike if Jay had wanted one. But a new car? Fuck no. Especially since he'd just gotten a new Porsche this January. 

JJ would be a fool not to take Rafe's new and improved proposition.

"Well, when you throw a Bently in the mix, you have yourself a deal, brother!" JJ had shouted, already getting revved up from the coke (and the idea of seeing his girlfriend taking another guy's cock.). 

"But one thing," JJ continued. "We have to say it's a threesome--make it seem like I'm tryin' to experiment or some shit, because she isn't going to agree to just fucking you alone."

In hindsight, Rafe made a really stupid choice by giving JJ his Bently, but as long as he was able to feel you, he didn't care.

So here you were, standing naked between the two hottest blonds on Kildare Island--supposed to be getting into doggy style to let Rafe Cameron fuck you. At the same time, you suck JJ off, all because your stupidly charming boyfriend wanted to try something new in bed, and you can't say no to him when he uses his puppy dog eyes on you. 

But it's not like you weren't totally against the idea--you'd always wanted to know what it was like fucking Kook royalty, Rafe Cameron--you weren't ashamed to admit that. 

Of course, a couple of lines of coke was snorted to get rid of all of everyone jitters, but that still didn't' help your nervousness.

JJ had done all the talking--since, to your knowledge, he was the one to set this shindig up. And because you were JJ's good girl and didn't know what else to do, you did everything JJ told you to do.

"Good girl, now let Rafe see your pussy, don't be shy, princess," JJ spoke so kindly to you, stroking your head softly as you choked on his cock. 

JJ had been very slowly--but harshly fucking his cock with your throat--ever so often, shoving his length as deep as he could go--until you started to gag--then stilling himself and letting your throat contract--while tears and saliva slid down your face. 

You found yourself obeying Jay's words--arching your back more and pushing your ass out to let Rafe view your sopping wet pussy. 

"Shit." Rafe cursed, his thump finding your fold and pushing it back to view the inside of your cunt. "Jay this all your's?" 

"Ain't she a beaut?" Your boyfriend spoke--talking as if you weren't even here--and pushing his cock further into your mouth.

Your eyes watered as you tried to focus on breathing through your nose, JJ's thick length stretching your esophagus.

You start to feel Rafe's fingers probing at your exposed pussy, spreading your folds and teasing your entrance, sending shivers through your body.

"Damn, she's dripping," Rafe marveled, running his fingers along your slick folds. "You mind if I have a taste, Jay?"

"Be my guest," JJ replied, his voice strained with pleasure. "Our good girl loves to please, don't you, princess?"

You whimpered in agreement around JJ's cock, your hips instinctively pushing back against Rafe's touch. You felt Rafe's hot breath on your sensitive flesh moments before his tongue lapped at your entrance. The new sensation made you moan, the vibrations traveling through JJ's length.

"Fuck, that feels good," JJ groaned, "Do that again to her."

Rafe obliged, swirling his tongue around your swollen clit before plunging it inside you. You cried out again, the sound muffled by JJ's cock. Your whole body was on fire, caught between the two men's ministrations.

JJ's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as you bobbed your head. "That's it, take it all," he encouraged.

Meanwhile, Rafe's skilled tongue was rapidly pushing you towards the edge. He alternated between teasing licks and deep thrusts, his strong hands gripping your thighs to hold you in place.

"Fuck, you taste good, sweetheart," Rafe lowly said to you, acknowledging you for the first time as a person, and not like your some dirt bike, and for some reason, you were about to come from this nearly. 

"I think our princess is close," Rafe murmured, his lips brushing against your sensitized flesh, his fingers pushing inside you, to feel your cunt convulse. "Should we let her come, JJ?"

"What do you think, sweetheart?" JJ asked, tilting your chin up to meet his, mascara finally beginning to crack, and run down your cheeks, JJ kissed you on the mouth, because, fuck, did you look hot like this.

Rafe had no right to kiss you ( a deal made before you all started, a deal Rafe should respect because JJ is his best friend). JJ's kiss to your mouth only made Rafe more envious of JJ, and Rafe decided to take out his anger on you, claiming you didn't deserve to come yet.

Rafe's fingers slowed their pace, teasing you mercilessly. You whimpered into JJ's mouth, hips bucking desperately against Rafe's hand.

"Not yet," Rafe growled, his voice rough with desire and a hint of jealousy. "You don't get to come until I say so."

JJ broke the kiss, looking down at you with a mixture of lust and amusement. "Looks like Rafe's feeling a bit possessive, sweetheart. Think you can hold out for us?"

You nodded weakly, trembling with need as Rafe's fingers continued their torturous dance. JJ's hands roamed your body, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

"That's our good girl," JJ purred, nipping at your earlobe. "Show us how well you can behave."

Suddenly, you were feeling Rafe's raw wet mushroom tip poking at your entrance--and fuck, did his cock already feel thicker than JJ's.

Your breath hitched as you felt Rafe's impressive length plunge deep inside your cunt—his hands gripping your hips as he slowly bottomed out inside you.

You gasped at the exquisite stretch, your walls clenching around Rafe's thick cock. He groaned, his fingers digging into your hips as he held himself still, giving you time to adjust.

"Fuck, you're tight," Rafe growled, his voice strained with the effort of restraint.

JJ's hands continued their exploration, one sliding up to cup your breast while the other trailed down your stomach. "How does she feel, Rafe? As good as you imagined?"

Rafe responded by slowly withdrawing until just the tip remained inside you, then slamming back in with a powerful thrust that had you crying out in pleasure. JJ swallowed your moans with another deep kiss as Rafe set a punishing pace, each thrust driving you closer to the edge you weren't allowed to cross.

"Please," you whimpered as you and Jay caught your breaths--your body jerking up from Rafe's hard thrust into JJ's mouth, allowing you to breath the same air as him--right when you think you've caught a break--Jay's cock is back in your mouth, while you received backshots from Rafe.

Your mind reeled from the overwhelming sensations as you were filled from both ends. JJ's thick length slid deeper into your throat with each of Rafe's powerful thrusts from behind. You struggled to focus, torn between the dual pleasures.

Rafe's grip on your hips tightened as he pounded into you relentlessly. "Fuck, you're taking us so well," he groaned, his voice husky with desire.

JJ's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as you sucked him eagerly. "That's it, baby," he encouraged. "Just like that."

The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and muffled moans. You felt your arousal building to a fever pitch, your body trembling on the edge of release.

When Rafe's tip found that spongy spot, you made a deep moan in your body that had affected JJ cock, and he found himself cumming in your mouth and on your face.

You were so fucked out of your brain, though, because of Rafe's thick cock; you hadn't noticed when your boyfriend had came, and then left the room, leaving you and Rafe to chase your highs together.

And because Rafe's cock had felt so good in doggy style--you didn't mind seeing how his cock felt when he switched the position to missionary.  

Rafe flipped you onto your back with surprising ease, never breaking his relentless rhythm. His dark eyes locked onto yours as he drove deeper, your legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. The new angle sent sparks of pleasure coursing through you.

From this angle, Rafe could see just how small your slit was in comparison to his cock.

"God, you're incredible," Rafe panted, his muscled chest glistening with sweat. His thumb found your sensitive bundle of nerves, circling in time with his thrusts.

You arched into him, coherent thoughts scattering as the pressure built. "Rafe, I'm so close," you gasped, nails raking down his back.

He growled in response, increasing his pace. "Come for me, beautiful. Let me feel you."

With a cry of ecstasy, your release washed over you in waves. Rafe followed moments later, burying himself to the halt inside of you.

And just as Rafe was cumming, he found himself getting lost in the moment and kissing your rosy red glossy lips, and again, because you were so fucked out, you'd let him. 

As the both of you came down from your highs, Rafe lips stayed in motion with yours, his cock still stuffed inside side you--plugging his and your juices in. He shifted slightly, still buried inside you, and you gasped at the sensitivity.

Your body trembled with aftershocks as Rafe's lips moved languidly against yours. The kiss was rough, passionate, yet tender - so different from your boyfriend's soft demeanor. You found yourself melting into it, savoring the unexpected intimacy.

The kiss between you and Rafe could've lasted forever- if only your boyfriend hadn't walked in, asking his best friend why he was kissing his girlfriend, the last person Rafe should be kissing.

[cherrygirlfriend]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ helping out a friend

pairing: reader x bsf!jj synopsis: jj sends you a meme about reach-around handjobs. you give him what he wants. warnings/tags: smut, handjob, edging MDNI! wc: 400 a/n; this was inspired by a meme about reach-around handjobs. so, you're welcome lmao originally posted 10/28/2024

jj sending you stupid memes wasn't uncommon; exchanging them was pretty much a daily occurrence to you both, the two of you even doing it when you were in the same room sometimes, the other one snorting slightly from the other side of the room.

but when he sent you one about 'reach around handjobs', quickly following it with the message 'jk', you couldn't help the small glint of mischief in your eyes.

honestly, the last thing jj had expected was for you to take the meme seriously; yeah, he'd always thought you were hot and would've gotten with you in a heartbeat, but you two were always jokingly flirting.

so, even though your hand had been stroking his cock for an excruciating hour already, he still wasn't sure if it was a dream or a reality.

he was sitting inbetween your legs, his back relaxed against your bare tits and his head resting on your shoulder, jj's cock released from the boxers that rested on his thighs, covered in a mixture of sweat and precum that had leaked from his tip.

you'd been stroking him for the past hour, and every time he had been close to coming, you'd stopped, instead focusing on some documentary you'd put on tv while he whined in your arms.

he'd tried to jerk himself off, but you'd simply grabbed his wrist and looked at him pointedly, saying, "if you do that i'm never touching you again."

jj's eyes were closed, your hands moving up and down on his cock in a tortuously slow pace, every slight movement, every little noise, every small sensation all felt magnified, the drop of sweat running down his chest, the noise of the tv, every small kiss you pressed on the curve of his neck, the way you brought your thumb to the head of his cock when your hand reached it, gathering some of the precum you'd milked from him.

but the moment you even slightly started picking up your pace, he could felt the knot in his stomach tightening, his breathing picking back up.

"i can feel it." you whispered in his ear, "you're close, aren't you?"

jj couldn't speak, nodding his head profusely while small whines escaped his lips, his head completely in the clouds, biting down on his lower lip harshly while he kept his eyes so tightly shut he could feel tears stinging them.

"you wanna cum, hm? want me to make you cum?"

he let out a whiny "yes...!" before you could even finish your sentence, and you chuckled, squeezing his cock a bit more firmly while you picked up your pace, leaving small bites on his neck that caused his breath to hitch, and it wasn't long until your best friend's cock was spilling out heavy spurts of cum, painting his abdomen and his boxers white, the boy letting out loud moans.

[personapeters]

✰ 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐣𝐣 (1)

— random texts with your boyfriend, jj maybank

rating: sfw — cw: slightly suggestive — links: one • two

 personapeters 2024 — all rights reserved • masterlist

[riddlesbunny]

⋆₊˚⊹♡ 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.

[jjmayday]

JJ MAYBANK + the pookie shirt

[dixonsfawn]

𖥔 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐏 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𖥔

⊹ bestfriend!jj says he has a magical tongue, you say ‘prove it’

⊹ boyfriend!jj is obsessed with how beautiful you are beneath him

⊹ constantly having to stop to fuck jj in the back of the car

⊹ everyone went for a surf and you and jj wake up alone

⊹ he was hungry but didn’t want to disturb your games

⊹ jj breaks you into one of the rooms at the kook hotel

⊹ kook!reader sneaking to jj’s because “no one fucks like a pogue”

⊹ he tells you to sit back and let him take care of his baby

⊹ his kook!princess making sure he knows he belongs to her

⊹ mutual masturbation w best friend!jj and virgin!reader

⊹ sending this while he’s out so he knows you’re waiting for him

⊹ sitting on boyfriend!jj's face after you’ve been away all day

⊹ quiet afternoon where jj wants nothing more than to eat you out

⊹ there’s nothing he loves more than his girl screaming ‘daddy’

⊹ you love when he’s taking you from behind

⊹ you sneak inside while there’s a party at the chateau

⊹ you told jj there was something important you had to show him

⊹ you’re hungry but jj doesn’t hear you over his video games

[slmckle]

jj fingering you faster when you say you’re not about to cum :((

(uhmm i got carried away…oops!)

idea inspired by this (that is a p!link don’t open in public lmao)

warnings; NSFW MDNI 18+, p in v, unprotected sex (NOOO), pussy slapping, thigh and ass slapping but only like once, squirting, creampie, praise kink if you squint, this is filthy, jj says mama multiple times, thats abt it i think bbys :)

pink: jj

purple: reader

red/other: my thoughts and apologies (only happens once lmao)

he has you laid on your back, on his bed. your legs are spread and his fingers are so deep inside of you. you can hear the wet sounds of your cunt fill the room, along with your moans and whimpers. he smirks as he sees the pathetic look on your face, he leans down to speak to you, “you gonna cum, mama?” he says with a smirk as his fingers fingers continue their slow, agonizing pace in and out of your cunt, with his thumb circling your puffy clit.

upon hearing these words, you shake your head, voice trembling. “no…” you say, wanting to last longer but you know you’re about to cum. jjs smirk widens as he speeds up his fingers, them plunging in and out of you with ease due to you being so, fucking, wet.

“no, baby? you’re not?” he says, with a condescendingly sweet tone of voice as he hears your shaky voice. his fingers increase speed as they scissor through your aching cunt.

you cry out as you feel him speed up. "jj! fuck, baby!" you whine as he speeds up. your core throbs as you look down at him and see a shit eating grin on his face.

at the sensation, you involuntarily close your legs around his hands. we can’t have that, now can we? he tsks before pulling out of you completely, spreading your legs and pinning them to the bed. he pulls off of your legs and sends a sharp slap against your sensitive clit, causing you to scream.

“don’t hide from me, baby. you know better than that.” he says sternly before sliding down the bed and pressing his hot tongue against your pussy. the sensation of his tongue, spit, and your throbbing, aching clit colliding causes you to arch your back and send your hand down to grip his long, blonde hair.

the taste of your arousal and the feel of your hands in his hair causes him to moan, sending millions of little vibrations to your pussy. you shriek at the feeling and begin rocking and grinding your hips against his tongue, taking what you want.

you swear you can feel him smile against you as his right hand comes up to rub on your inner thigh before pressing a sharp, mean slap to it. you yell and your legs twitch at the pain, he then brings his hand back to softly rub over the red mark now forming on your thigh, soothing the pain.

he takes his fingers back down to your pussy to press into your entrance, causing you to let out a pornographic moan as you feel the familiar intrusion. he begins moving his tongue faster against you, licking, sucking, and nipping at your clit as his fingers fuck you at a ruthless pace.

“fuck, jj! im close, baby.. m’so close..” you whine as your pussy clenches around his fingers, causing him to groan against your pussy. he smirks against your pussy as he keeps the same fast, orgasmic pace. the pace that he knows you love, the pace that causes you to clench around his fingers and moan louder than ever.

he mumbles some words into your pussy that cause you to tremble and whimper at the vibrations. “c’mon, pretty mama. give it to me.” he coos as his hips begin rutting into the mattress, trying to find his own relief.

“i’m cumming, jj~!” you moan as your eyes roll back into your head and your legs shake. he pulls away from you completely, letting you come down on your own. and thank god he does, or else he would’ve missed the absolute fucking show you’re putting on for him right now.

he watches you moan, writhe, and squirm against the mattress as clear liquid spurts from your pussy. he looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes along with a smirk before speaking up,

“look at you, baby!” he teases as he sees the embarrassment on your face.

you lay there, spent, and sweaty. he looks at your form on the bed before slowly undoing his belt. you hear this and groan sleepily as you look at him and start to protest, but he stops you.

“shh, baby. let me do all the work. let me take care of you.” he says softly as he takes his shirt off, his body completely bare as he looks at you with a soft look, silently asking for permission.

once he sees you nod softly, he moves next to you, putting you in a spooning position as he holds your leg up, providing enough space to slip his fat cock in between your folds.

you moan as you feel his cock run between your folds, teasing you. you gasp out as you let out a breathy plea. “please, jj..”

he kisses the back of your neck before slipping his cock into you slowly, whimpering in your ear as he feels your wet, warm, and soft pussy clench around him. he stills his hips giving you a minute to adjust. but once you give him that signal that he can move, he’s not stopping. he slowly pulls himself from you before snapping his hips into yours, causing you to scream.

he moans as he speeds his hips, the sound of skin slapping against itself fills the room, along with both of you guys’ moans and whimpers. he brings his hand to wrap around your front, rubbing your clit in circles that are perfectly timed with his thrusts.

“you’re so fucking perfect, you know that, baby?” he praises in your ear as his hips slam into yours. you can’t answer due to your brain completely shutting down because jjs just fucking you so good you just go cock dumb :(. slobber dribbles down your chin as you begin incoherently babbling. (gross!)

“oh, my poor girl, huh?” he purrs as he feels your pussy clench around him, signaling that you were close. he kisses your shoulder before turning you on your tummy, his knees resting beside your legs as he pushes your head into the pillow.

“can’t even speak because this cock is so good, huh?” he chuckles darkly as his other hand comes to grip your hips, almost leaving bruises.

you manage to let out a strangled “m-mhm..!” as his long, thick cock slides in and out of you. you feel his hand slap your ass as his other hand that was pressed on your head, comes to press onto your back, forcing your chest into the bed.

“i- jj..! so good…” you mumble as you manage to turn your head to look at him. he coos as he looks at you.

“i know, baby.. i know.” he coos before starting again, “but you can take it, yeah?” he groans as his thrusts get sloppier and he notices your moans getting louder, letting him know you were close.

“cum on my cock, baby.” he moans as he brings both hands to grip your hips, thrusting faster into you as you feel his heavy balls hitting your clit.

you moan loudly into the pillow as your pussy spasms around his cock. he moans when he sees the white ring around the base of his cock as he thrusts into you.

“i’m gonna cum, baby..” he says before letting his cum fill you, his moans shaky and his hips stuttering inside of you, causing you to whimper.

he pulls out of you and flip you to your back, forcing you to look at him. “you did so good, baby.. m’so proud of you.” he says as he presses a chaste kiss to your lips before laying his head on your chest.

“i love you.”

sorry this would’ve been better if i didn’t have to rewrite it THREE TIMES. FUCK U TUMBLR GRRR.

tags: @maybanksprincess (wrote a special part in here for u mama 😼)

[blueicequeen19]

Crash Out

Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, angry JJ, orgasm denial, edging

“You can’t be here!” You hiss, pushing at his chest and urging him toward the door but JJ doesn’t budge. He’s slick with sweat while panting to catch his breath. That’s when you notice the bat hanging at his side and the sound of sirens drawing closer.

“What did you do?” You demand, eyes hard as you stare back at him. The fire in his eyes seems to morph into something else as he takes in your sleep attire.

“Fair is fair.” JJ rasps, his voice gruff like he’s been yelling.

“What does that mean?”

“They took what’s ours.” JJ’s jaw clenches as he takes a step forward, the bat still in his hand.

“Who did?” You step back as he advances. Your back meets the wall in the hallway and his chest brushes against yours. Your nipples harden against his chest and his eyes are glued down your cami.

“You and your Kooks.” JJ growls, causing you to flinch when he suddenly drops the bat, making it clatter on the hardwood floor.

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Your daddy is the mayor. You had to know what they’ve been planning. Another fucking club? Don’t you people have enough? Why do you have to take from us too?” JJ’s hands slam against the wall on either side of you, caging you in as he presses harder against you. He was hard. So hard that you could feel every ridge through his jeans against your stomach.

“JJ—.”

“Turn around.” JJ snarls, not giving you a moment before he spins you around. Your cheek meets the wall, your body buzzing as he presses his erection against your ass. You knew what this was, what he needed. So you pressed back, grinding your ass against him in a silent plea.

“Don’t make this more than it is.” JJ rasps, yanking your sleep shorts and panties down in one go. The cold air hits between your legs, making you shudder against the wall. His warm, callused hands find your ass, caressing the flesh before landing a sharp smack. You gasp, attempting to pull away but he yanks you back, slapping your ass again.

“JJ—.”

“Shut up.” You attempt to turn around but he holds you in place, dipping a hand between your legs and stroking your slit. “I don’t want to see your face.” A thick finger enters you forcing you up on your toes with a loud groan.

“So fucking wet so me. I wonder what your daddy would think.” You open your mouth to argue but he adds another finger, making you lose the ability to think or speak. JJ fingers you hard, the sloppy sound of your wetness echoing in the dark hallway. Just when you’re close, he stops, quickly replacing his fingers with something much thicker.

“JJ..”

“This is for me, not you.” JJ growls in your ear, yanking back on your hair as he sinks in balls deep in one go. You whimper loudly, his cock so deep that it hurt. He shoves your legs farther apart before he starts to fuck you. It’s hard and it’s fast. Your moans echo down the hall as JJ pants in your ear. His cock was so deep and hard that you could feel him wherever while you tried to meet every thrust.

Suddenly, he was pulling out and shoving you onto your hands and knees on the rug. You look back over your shoulder, savoring the way his eyes start to roll back as he enters you again from behind. You notice he’s ditched his jacket and t-shirt at some point, leaving him in just his low hanging jeans. Then he’s quickly shoving your face down against the rug as he starts to move.

You bite your lip to keep from crying out, his movements so rough and hard, the new position even deeper than before. Your knees scrape against the rug and his hands leave a bruising grip on your body. It’s too much. Your hand flies back to push at his thigh for some sort of break but he simply uses the opportunity to pin your arms behind your back. Your nails scrape against his abs, making him hiss as he fucks you harder.

“JJ.. I’m gonna cum.” Your body tightens, legs shaking uncontrollably as you near your peak.

“Don’t you dare.” His punishing pace slows, causing you to cry out in frustration as you claw at his abdonmen and move your hips back against him, desperate for friction. His hands release yours to grip your hips to halt your movements as a mocking laugh leaves him.

“I bet your daddy would lose his mind over his pretty little daughter desperate and wet for Pogue dick.” You angrily move to sit up but he shoves you back down, thrusting in hard, just once. Your body trembles and your pussy pulses, seeking the pleasure he’s denying.

“Fuck me or get out, Pogue.” You bite out, reaching between your legs to stroke your clit. Your walls clench around his dick, making him groan, deep and sexy.

“You’re not in charge, slut. So shut up and take what I give you.” JJ’s strokes turn punishing, so hard and fast that you can’t catch your breath and tears fill your eyes from the intensity of it. You were on the verge of something explosive. The two of you didn’t go beyond sex but something about you craved his darkness and the way he took it out on your body. He never failed to leave you spent in a puddle of your mixed releases before letting the door slam shut behind him.

“JJ—I—I—.” Your words trail off, toes starting to curl as your eyes begin to roll back in your head. But the promise of pleasure is ripped away when he stops abruptly to shove you on your back. You’re too caught off guard to do anything but watch and blink up at him as he strokes his cock almost angrily, grunting with each rough tug until he erupts, painting your chest and part of your face in his cum. Your tongue darts out, tasting what landed on your lips as he releases one last, panty dropping groan and the last drop of cum falls from the swollen tip. JJ’s eyes lock on yours as he tucks himself away and stands, leaving you in a mess on the floor. You sit up, watching him tug his shirt on and wiping the sweat from his brow on the nearby curtains.

“I didn’t know about any of it.” You finally say, feeling his warm cum start to slide down your chest. JJ shakes his head as he throws the back door open without another backwards glance.

“I don’t fucking believe you.”

Then the door slams shut behind him.