#im v slow but we'll get there gang

[hiswrlds]

Cleaned up my drafts from isms & fanarts & moved them into a sideblog finally + drafted some of the ask replies i got & some opens i saw around dash in the past week . I also cleaned some of things i know i won't get any muse for from my inbox, but only memes ! Every unprompted ask stays <3

[ellieelzeliza]

can we burn slow: part two

couple: heyward fem!reader x jj maybank

outline: pope’s female cousin comes to visit obx. what happens when she meets the pogues and starts falling for a certain blonde haired blue eyed surfer.

cw: SMUT, fingering, p in v, squirting, dirty talk, slight degradation, let me know if i missed anything **all characters are adults (18+ only!!! MINORS DNI)

proofread by: @prettygirl-gabi

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you wake up groggy and disoriented, your brain feeling like it’s been put through a blender.

you try to sit up but a wave of nausea washes over you, forcing you back onto the couch.

jj’s voice breaks the silence “looks like the princess is finally awake.”

you groan holding your head “what happened last night, i feel like i fell down ten flights of stairs.”

jj laughs while pope just shakes his head “you smoked an entire joint by yourself, princess then proceeded to drink three wine coolers on top of that.”

john b smirks slightly as he leans against the wall “yeah, and then you puked your guts out in the convenience store bathroom.”

sarah and kie come into the living room with water and tylenol.

sarah hands you a bottle of water and two pills “here, take this. it’ll help with the headache and the nausea”. kie gives a sympathetic smile “how you feeling?”

“like shit” you say as you drink some water then take the two pills.

“that’s what you get for smoking an entire joint all by yourself.” jj laughs as he teases you “can’t handle your weed, princess?”

you roll my eyes “you gave me the joint jj” you deadpan at jj.

jj holds up his hands in defense “hey, i didn’t force you to smoke it.” he grins “you took it willingly and then proceeded to turn into a lightweight.”

you lay back down “is there anyplace to eat breakfast, my stomach is touching my back right now”.

john b speaks up. “there’s a diner not too far from here. they’ve got good greasy food. that’ll definitely help with your hangover.”

you sit up slipping on your shoes “well let’s go” you say heading for the front door.

the gang files out of the chateau and piles into the twinkie. john b and sarah take the front seats while pope, kie, and jj squish into the back seat.

jj pats the seat next to him, motioning for you to sit beside him “come on, princess. sit next to me.”

you sit down in the seat next to him, practically bouncing in your seat from excitement.

jj laughs as he eyes your bouncing legs “someones getting excited about some pancakes” he teases, poking at your side.

you swat his hand away “well duh, im starving” you say looking out the window.

he grins and holds up his hands in surrender "calm down, princess. we'll be there soon."

the twinkie pulls up in front of the diner and everyone gets out. jj let’s you get out first "after you, princess."

you exit the van then you all head inside, as the door opens your hit with the warm smell of cinnamon and coffee.

the group finds a booth at the back of the diner and slides into their seats.

jj scoots into the booth beside you, his thigh pressing against yours.

the waitress comes over with a handful of menus and hands them out “what can i get you guys to drink?”

you look through the menu “mmm, can i get an apple juice?”

the waitress nods and jots down your order. she turns to the rest of the group, taking their drink orders before leaving to put them into the system.

jj leans back in his seat, eyeing you  curiously "apple juice? seriously, princess?"

you zip your jacket up “you literally ordered orange juice. what are you a grandpa?” you snicker.

jj laughs "hey, don't diss the orange juice. it's a classic." he grins and bumps his shoulder against yours playfully "but at least I'm not drinking kiddie juice."

“apple juice is refreshing, especially with ice. who even orders orange juice for breakfast.” you say sassily.

jj smirks and leans in closer to you. "i do, princess. and it's delicious. you should try expanding your taste buds sometime."

the waitress comes back with everyone's drinks and takes the group's food orders. jj orders pancakes drowned in syrup and bacon.

“can i get the buttermilk pancakes, sunny side up eggs and hash browns with the fruit bowl please” you ask handing your menu back to the waitress.

the waitress smiles and jots down your order "coming right up, hun." she says before heading back to the kitchen.

jj watches you intently, amused by your breakfast order "pancakes, eggs, hash browns, fruit bowl... and apple juice. you really have the palette of a toddler, don't you?"

“you ordered pancakes and bacon. that’s what my little brother orders when we go to breakfast, you have the palette of a seven year old” you say crossing your arms.

jj snorts and grins "ouch, feisty this morning, aren't you princess?" he laughs at your annoyed expression. "but pancakes and bacon are classic breakfast foods. can't go wrong with a good ol' stack of pancakes."

you all sit there the next few minutes in silence waiting for the food to arrive.

the group engages in small talk amongst themselves, bantering and joking with each other. sarah and kie are deep in conversation about a party that's happening later tonight. pope is on his phone, scrolling through his social media. john b just sits there quietly, looking half-asleep. jj, on the other hand, keeps sneaking glances at you from beside him.

you turn to him “do i have something on my face?”

jj shakes his head and grins "no, just admiring the view." he replies, giving you a once-over. he's blatantly checking you out, his gaze lingering a little too long on certain parts of your body. it's obvious that he's enjoying getting under your skin.

“well find something else to look at” you say shifting in your seat.

jj laughs and leans closer to you "why, can't handle a little attention, princess?" he grins slyly, his eyes roaming over your body once again "you know, you look pretty good when you're flustered like this."

pope looks between the two of you and sits his phone down.

pope rolls his eyes and shoots jj a look, trying to subtly signal to him to ease up.

jj just ignores him and continues to flirt with you, his hand moving to rest on your thigh under the table.

you look at him questionably.

jj chuckles at your expression, his hand slowly rubbing your thigh under the table.

his touch is light and teasing "what's wrong, princess? something on your mind?" he asks, grinning wickedly as he watches you squirm under his touch.

you look down at his pants “i think there’s something on your mind. that ice in my drink might prove useful since there aren’t any showers around here” you whisper in his ear pretending to look out the window.

jj’s eyes widen at your unexpected remark. his hand immediately stops rubbing your thigh and he shifts in his seat, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"um..." he stutters, momentarily speechless. he glances around the table to see if anyone else heard your comment, but everyone else is too engrossed in their own conversations to pay attention.

you smirk “oh, they’re not listening to us. what happened to me being flustered?” you put your hand in his lap “didn’t think i’d match your energy?”.

jj’s heartbeat quickens as you put your hand in his lap. his expression darkens slightly as he looks at you, a flash of desire in his eyes. "mmm, princess, you're playing with fire here." he murmurs, his fingers tracing small circles on your skin.

“haven’t been burned yet. oh there’s the food!” you say as if you weren’t just palming jj underneath the table.

jj is caught off guard again as the waitress sets the food down in front of you both. he quickly withdraws his hand from your thigh, trying to play it cool. the rest of the gang digs into their food, blissfully unaware of the tension between the two of you. but it's hard for jj to ignore the fact that he’s still warm and tingling from your touch, his mind still fixated on your subtle flirtation.

“so, how’s your seven year old breakfast jj” you tease drinking some of your juice.

jj glares at you, his annoyance at your taunts barely masked by his smirk. "it’s delicious, princess. how's your kiddie juice?" he retorts back, taking a large bite of his pancakes.

“cooling, do you still need those ice cubes” you say smiling.

"why, you gonna give me a cold shower later?" jj shoots back with a sly grin. he leans in closer to you, his voice lowering to a husk whisper "you know, princess, two can play at this game." his hand finds its way back to your thigh, this time higher up than before. he gives it a gentle squeeze, his fingers tracing patterns on your inner thigh.

you smirk “mmm, maybe. but if you’re gonna play the game play it right” you say before your fork ‘falls’ to the floor. “damnit, i dropped my fork” you slip under the table to grab it and on your way up you graze your hand over his clothed cock.

jj stifles a gasp as your hand brushes against him, his breath catching in his throat.

he tightens his grip on his fork, trying to maintain his composure as the group continues chatting obliviously.

but his eyes follow your every move, watching as you slide underneath the table and lean back up.

he can't help but notice how close your face gets to his lap, and he swallows hard as a surge of heat rushes through him.

as you sit back in your seat you scoot just a little bit closer to him “i’m sorry jj can i borrow your fork mines fell” you say as you grab his fork licking the syrup off before using it to eat your fruit.

jj’s eyes darken as he watches you take his fork and lick the syrup off it.

a rush of heat pools in his stomach at the sight of your tongue on his fork, the way you so innocently tease him making his heart race.

he shifts in his seat, trying to hide the way his jeans are now feeling tighter than before.

"sure, princess. help yourself." he manages to say, his voice strained.

“thank you jayj” you say your hand resting in his lap as you eat your food “oh my god, i’ve never had breakfast this good” you groan.

jj swallows hard as he feels your hand on his lap, his leg instinctively jerking as your touch sends a jolt of electricity through him.

he forces himself to focus on the group's conversation, trying to act like your hand isn't driving him crazy.

"yeah, uh, the food's great." he says, his voice hoarse. he takes a large bite of his pancakes, trying to distract himself from the feeling of your hand slowly inching higher up his thigh.

the waitress comes back over and asks if anyone wants dessert or just the bill.

"just the bill, please." jj says a little too quickly, his voice tight.

the waitress nods and scurries away to grab the check.

the rest of the gang is still chatting and joking, oblivious to the tension between the two of you.

jj’s eyes flicker to your hand on his lap, still resting dangerously close to his crotch.

his breathing is ragged and he grips the table tightly, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

you reach into your pocket and grab your debit card “breakfast is on me, my way of saying thank you to everyone for welcoming me” you hand your card to the waitress.

the group looks at you in surprise, clearly not expecting you to foot the bill for the entire table.

"are you sure, princess?" jj asks, raising an eyebrow. "you don't have to do that."

you nod “no worries, i don’t mind at all” you grab your debit card back from the waitress putting back into your wallet.

the waitress smiles and walks away, leaving the table in stunned silence for a moment.

john b is the first to speak up, a look of disbelief on his face "you just paid for all of us? that must have been like a hundred bucks."

you shrug “maybe, but that’s how i was raised. we take care of our friends and family, im not anyone’s sugar mama though” you say laughing.

john b laughs along with you, clapping a hand on your shoulder. "well, we're definitely not complaining. thanks, y/n."

sarah grins and winks at you. "if you're not anyone's sugar mama, does that mean you're open to applications?"

jj pipes up with a smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously. "sorry, but i think i called dibs on being y/n’s favorite."

after leaving a tip we head back to the twinkie “me and y/n need to head back home. can you drop us off?” pope asks john b as we all get into the twinkie.

john b nods and starts the car. "sure, no problem." he looks at you and jj sitting in the back seat, the two of you sitting closer than before.

sarah notices the shift in seating and grins, shooting you a knowing look from the front seat.

you nod your head agreeing with pope “yeah, we might be able to hang later. it’s just i promised my uncle that we’d help him restock the store” you say scrolling through your phone.

john b nods as he drives, his eyes flickering to the rearview mirror every so often to look at you and jj.

jj leans back in his seat, his eyes fixed on you. the tension between the two of you has eased slightly, but there's still an underlying heat there. he fidgets with his fingers, clearly itching to reach out and touch you again.

sarah turns around in her seat and smirks at you. "stocking shelves, huh? sounds like a thrilling afternoon." she teases.

you shake your head “it’s pretty boring honestly. it’s just me and pope, if you guys come help then it’ll get done quicker and we can get back on the road?” you look at them pleading.

john b rolls his eyes playfully. "you really think we want to spend our afternoon stocking shelves?"

sarah grins and nudges john b’s shoulder. "come on, it could be fun. and it's a good excuse to spend more time together."

kie snorts "yeah, fun. stacking boxes. sounds like a blast."

you put your phone in your pocket as john b pulls up to the store “what about you jj, you coming?” you say getting out of the twinkie.

jj hesitates for a moment before nodding. "yeah, sure. why not."

he hops out of the car and follows you towards the store, his eyes flicking up and down your body as he walks behind you.

you walk into the store “me and pope are back and we brought more help” you say to your uncle.

your uncle looks up from stocking the shelves and raises an eyebrow as he sees you and jj walking in behind you. "oh, so you've brought reinforcements?"

pope gives his dad an apologetic smile. "yeah, we figured we could use some extra hands to get this done faster."

he nods “well, i’ll leave y’all to it. i got a delivery to make in figure 8 anyways. pope im trusting you and your cousin to handle the restock while i’m gone.”

pope nods. "you got it, dad."

your uncle grabs his keys and heads out the door, leaving all of you alone in the store.

sarah grins and looks around the store. "well, where do we start?"

pope points to the mountain of boxes “the ones with red tape need to be stocked on the shelves and the green taped ones need to be put into the storage room.”

you clap your hands together “well let’s get to it!”

jj sighs and picks up a few boxes, already dreading the next few hours of mindless work.

pope, on the other hand, seems to be in his element as he starts sorting through the boxes efficiently.

sarah rolls up her sleeves and grins. "alright, let's do this."

the six of you start dividing up the work, sorting through the boxes and stocking the shelves. It's monotonous but mindless work, and you all fall into a rhythm.

a few hours past and you all are a quarter of the way done. you walk around holding the green taped box looking for someone to help, so far you’ve been to everyone except jj.

you see him unloading a box “hey, can you help me put this box on the third shelf in the storage room? someone moved the stepping stool and i can’t reach”.

jj glances up from the box he's unloading and sees you standing there, a pleading look on your face. he sets the box down and wipes his hands on his jeans.

"yeah, sure." he says with a smirk, striding over to you. "show me where you want it, princess."

you walk to the back of the store, opening the storage room door with your foot. “there” you say nodding your head towards the tall shelf.

jj follows you into the storage room and looks up at the shelf you're pointing to. It's pretty high up, just out of your reach.

"mmm, you do realize how short you are, princess?" he teases, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms.

you groan “can you just help me with this box? it’s really heavy” you huff in annoyance.

jj chuckles at your exasperated expression and finally pushes himself off the wall. "fine, I'll do it, but only because you asked so nicely."

he takes the box from you and easily hoists it up onto the high shelf. he grins down at you, clearly enjoying the fact that you had to ask him for help.

you turn around to exit the storage room but the door is locked “you have to be fucking kidding me” you mutter to yourself. “jj did you lock the door?”

jj frowns as he tries the door handle and realizes it's locked. "what? no, i didn't. it must've jammed or something."

he glances around the small storage room and realizes you're both trapped until someone unlocks the door from the outside.

you take out your phone and try to call pope but you have no signal. you start pounding on the door but after a few minutes it seems like no one is listening so you stop.

jj watches your desperate attempts to get someone's attention but it's no use. the storage room is pretty soundproof, and the rest of the group is far enough away that they can't hear you pounding on the door.

he smirks and leans against the wall again, crossing his arms. "looks like we're stuck in here for a bit, princess. might as well get comfortable."

you glare at him “you’re just enjoying this right now.” you grumble.

jj grins, looking you up and down. "yeah, I kinda am. it’s not often I get to have you all to myself, trapped in a small room."

he takes a step closer to you, caging you against the wall with his body. he leans down so his face is close to yours, a sly smirk on his face. "what’s the matter, princess? afraid to be alone with me?"

your back hits the wall as he steps closer “n-no, i just want to finish this stupid job.”

jj notices the stutter in your voice and grins, clearly enjoying making you flustered.

"oh, is that all? you just want to finish the job?" he leans in even closer, his body pressing against yours pinning you to the wall.

"are you sure about that, princess?" he murmurs, his breath hot against your neck.

you moan softly “yes, that’s all” feeling his hands roaming freely.

jj grins at the sound of your soft moan, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on you. he leans in even closer "you’re a terrible liar, princess."

his hands slide down to your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulls you closer. he leans down to nibble at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin. "you know you want me, princess. just admit it."

you whimper bucking your hips into him “m’not lying” feeling your panties grow wetter with every touch.

he smirks rubbing his hand over your clothed pussy “your body betrays you princess” i gasp at the friction.

“nghh” i whimper “look at you, i haven’t even took your clothes off yet and you’re just falling apart” he whispers into your ear before leaving a hickey on your collarbone.

“tell me you don’t want this and i’ll stop right now” he says reaching into your shorts rubbing your clit painfully slow.

you open your mouth to respond but all that comes out of it are soft moans and whimpers, so you shake your head.

“you gotta use your words princess, do you want me to stop” he teases, fingers dancing around your clenching hole.

“n-no please do-” you moan as he buries his fingers into your sopping pussy, your breath hitches.

the storage room fills with your cries and moans “shh, shh you hear her talking back to me princess?”.

as you attempt to quiet your moans you hear various sloshing sounds and you feel yourself grow hotter.

he uses his thumb to rub slow circles on your clit “you’re a little slut huh, letting me finger your pussy inside your uncle’s storage room” he teases.

his fingers prodding around searching for something “what would happen if that door opens and we get caught, my fingers deep in your pussy like this” you mindlessly clench around his fingers at the thought of being caught.

“oh, you’re a nasty girl baby. you like the idea of that huh” his fingers curl upwards and your eyes roll back “found it”.

your head lolls back “f-fuck” his fingers continue rubbing the spongey spot “look at me”.

he lessens his pace “look at me” he orders, you look at him eyes glossed over indicating that your close.

as he speeds up, rubbing circles into your pulsing clit you feel yourself tethering closer and closer to the edge.

your mouth opens into an o shape at the filthy squelches that were filling up the room.

you squirm and whine at the feeling of him bullying his fingers inside your dripping pussy.

“jayj” you whimper “i know baby, i can feel you squeezing my fingers” he says so sweetly you’d never imagine the lewd words that leave his mouth next.

“you gonna cum all over my fingers, huh? make a mess for me baby, flood for me” he says biting, sucking at your neck and before you can warn him your cumming all over his fingers the white of your eyes the only thing visible.

you grip his arm for support as your legs become shaky “i- mmm” your orgasm soon passes and all you feel is the cold air hit your lower half as you panties and shorts drop to the ground.

before you can register the change he’s slurping up your release moaning and groaning.

he holds your hips as your wiggling around from how sensitive you are now “mmm, baby you gotta be still m’tryna eat my dessert” you gasp as he’s practically french kissing your pussy.

“so sensitive” you whimper your hands flying down to his hair tugging “i know baby but you can give me one more right?” he says pulling away looking up at you.

his mouth glistening with your wetness as its dripping down his chin, he gives your lower lips a kiss “can’t you?” he says before biting and sucking at your inner thighs.

your hands are pulling him closer and he takes that as his sign to continue his meal. and boy does he devour you, his grip around your thighs tighten as he submerges his face into your cunt his nose ever so slightly grazing against your swollen clit.

“oh my god” your moans grow louder as your orgasm gets closer, his hand reaches and he presses down on your lower stomach.

you look out a strangled cry out as a clear liquid shoots out of you, your body convulsing as jj looks at you in shock “that was hot, think you could do that one more time”.

and before you know it your laid out flat with your back on the cold floor, knees pressed up against your chest as his cock is pumping in and out of your quivering pussy.

he looks you in your eyes “i’m never letting you go, gonna fuck you so good that all your able to think about is me.” he says as he kisses your ankle.

“gonna ruin this pussy for anyone else, so when you leave all she’ll remember is me.” he grunts moving faster his tip kissing your cervix. you nod your head brain foggy from how good he’s fucking you.

“matter of fact, im gonna make it impossible for you to get back on that boat” he says playing with your pussy as he grind down onto you “you feel that princess” he grabs your hand “feel me right there?” and places it on your stomach.

you moan feeling the bulge as he thrusts back inside you. “you wanna be mine forever? never gonna let anyone else in this pussy? she’s mine right?” he growls his thrust getting sloppier.

you babble a response too far gone, he chuckles “fucked you silly, i can feel you squeezing me baby. are you close?”.

you whimper feeling your orgasm approaching “so close” you cry out. he smirks before reaching down and rubbing your clit.

“let go for me princess” your eyes cross, drooling running down the side of your mouth as you feel the familiar sensation.

“holy shit” jj groans before releasing inside the condom (an: don’t be silly, wrap ya willy).

there’s a knock on the door “y/n, jj are y’all in there?” kie yell from outside the door.

you both freeze. "yeah, we're in here!" he calls back, hoping his voice doesn't sound too breathless. "the door is jammed shut or something, we can't get out."

he pulls out of you with a groan as the both of you scramble to make yourselves presentable .

jj does his best to fix his wrinkled shirt and tousled hair, while you try to smooth out your own clothes and avoid looking too disheveled.

the two of you are both breathing heavily and your clothes are still rumpled from your moment of passion.

kie’s voice comes through the door again. "are you guys okay? why haven't you opened the door yet?"

“the door is jammed or locked, we don’t know…we can’t get out. we tried yelling and everything” you say.

kie mutters something on the other side of the door before calling out to you again. "hang on a sec, im gonna get pope."

footsteps thump away and jj lets out a sigh of relief, running a hand through his hair again.

he looks at you, his eyes still filled with a mix of desire and frustration. "that was close."

kie comes back with pope who unlocks the door “sorry i forgot to tell you that the door has a smart lock after being opened for so long”.

jj and you stumble out of the storage room, looking a bit worse for wear. kie and pope exchange looks, clearly sensing that something is off with the two of you.

john b looks at you both. "You okay? You two look a little ruffled."

you smile “yeah fine, it was just super hot and small in there. started panicking for a second”

john b raises an eyebrow, clearly not fully convinced by your explanation. but he doesn't press the issue, nodding his head.

sarah, on the other hand, is not so easily fooled. she looks between you and jj with a knowing grin, clearly suspecting what really went down in there.

as we walk with them to the front of the store we hear pope mutter “did y’all spill water or something in the storage room?”

jj laughs nervously and glances down at himself, noticing a conspicuous wet spot on his shorts. "yeah, must've spilled some water or something."

kie looks at him skeptically but doesn't say anything. meanwhile, sarah is biting her lip to hold back a laugh, clearly suppressing a smirk.

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