#jj rec

[maybanksbabe]

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[maybanksbabe]

Happy birthday JJ ❤️‍🔥🥵🥵

BIRTHDAY BOY — j.m

summary you wake jj up on his birthday

warnings unprotected sex, oral sex (m. & f. receiving), fingering, choking (sorta), spitting (squirt into r's mouth), cum-swallowing, creampie, breeding kink, language

author's note i got a request for a jj smut in honour of rudy's birthday so here it is 💪🏽

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You've always considered JJ's birthday to be a holiday. Your favourite holiday, to be exact. You believe that he deserves to have good memories of his birthday. You don't want him to be stuck with the sour recollections of his special days turned disappointing by Luke.

You're wearing a mischievous grin as you tiptoe toward the bed. Your body's clad in JJ's favourite lingerie set, the lace clinging to your soft skin and showing off your curves. You creep onto the mattress, swinging your leg over his lap so you can straddle him. You lean down, your lips brushing against his ear.

"Wake up, birthday boy," you coo as your hands glide up his bare chest.

JJ stirs, a tired groan escaping his lips as he slowly blinks his eyes open. His gaze meets yours, droopy and still sleep-ridden. His eyes trail downward, and his once drowsy expression morphs into a a lust-filled one.

"Goddamn. Look at my girl," he says, his hands grabbing a hold of your bare waist. "What's goin' on?"

"Well...since it's your birthday and all, I was thinking we could have breakfast in bed."

JJ gets the idea when you roll your hips against his, grinding on him slightly. You feel him twitch under your covered core with excitement, and you give him a smirk.

"Then get on your back so I can eat," JJ instructs. He leans up on his elbows, ready to lift you off of him, but you stop him by planting your hand on his naked chest and pushing him back down. He lets out a soft gasp as he lands back onto his pillow, and follows up by giving you a smug grin. "Bossy. I like it."

"It's your birthday, handsome." Your lips etch wet kisses down his chest and torso, and once you reach his happy trail, your tongue darts out and you trace the line up from the hem of his briefs. JJ lets out a hum, slowly getting riled up by your teasing. You peer up at him through your lashes. "You deserve to be spoiled."

You palm him over his underwear, stroking him through the fabric and feeling his already large cock grow in your hand. You know he's getting excited when he starts to gently grind against your hand, craving more friction than you're providing. Normally, you'd push his hips down, make it clear that you're in charge, but today, all you want to do is make him feel good. To treat him and let him blow off some steam.

"You do spoil me, princess."

"Shh," you hush. "Be good for me and I'll suck every last drop of cum out of you, baby."

He chuckles softly, "Yes ma'am."

You tug his briefs down enough to expose his cock, and animated hearts pop out of your eyes as you begin to drool. He's half hard, slightly standing and begging you to bring it into your mouth. You want to swallow him whole, have him bruise the back of your throat as he fucks into you because your mouth is too perfect. Too warm and wet and inviting that he has no choice but to force his cum down your throat over and over.

You shuffle upward slightly, and gather the spit in your mouth before dribbling it all over his cock. Your hand circles his length, jerking him, and your lips come into contact with his throbbing tip. You run it over the wet seam of your lips a few times, humming in content when you taste the pre-cum leaking from him.

"Don't tease, pretty girl. Need you so fucking bad," he pouts, his voice still laced with sleep. His morning voice has always sounded like sex to you, but now, with him at your mercy, his pleading causing your arousal to grow.

"Yeah? How bad, J?" You question, still stroking him as your eyes hold his captive. Your grip tightens and you start to flick your wrist as you jerk and twist him. "Tell me what you want, baby. I'll give it to you. Just wanna hear you say it."

"Open your mouth. Let me fuck that pretty throat of yours. Please."

"Well, since you asked so nicely," you beam, your voice low and sultry. You bring him back to your mouth, your tongue lapping at him as you help him bottom out. He's lodged so deep that your lips are right at his balls.

"F-Fuck, baby girl. Shit."

He bucks his hips, letting himself hit the back of your throat and watching as your eyes well with tears. His hand cradles the back of your head, keeping you in place and cutting off your air supply. He gives a few thrusts before he lets you retract. You come up slowly, hollowing your cheeks and creating a suction-like grip around him. Once you reach the tip, you slip him out with a pop.

JJ swipes a tear from your cheek. "Look so pretty when you're crying from my cock. Go ahead. Make me cum, sweetheart."

You smile with a nod, before eagerly bringing him back into your mouth. It isn't long before your head is bobbing up and down with determination, and your tongue slithers around him, dragging up and down the thick vein on the underside of his length.

"More. Gimme more," he demands breathlessly.

You do as you're told, sucking with more pressure and slurping his cock up like it’s ice cream that’s dripping down the cone. Your tongue swirls at his tip, teases his leaking slit. Your hands massage his balls and squeeze his thighs as you take him all the way.

JJ’s pleasure skyrockets, and his legs are starting to writhe around as you keep up your work on him. He keeps thrusting into your mouth, and soon enough, he ends up holding your head there while he fucks your throat just like you wished he would.

“Shit, gag for me, princess. Gonna fucking cum,” he grits out as his pleasure crests. He tips over the edge when your throat closes around him slightly, and you hum around him, sending addicting vibrations throughout his body. “Yes. Fuckfuckfuck.”

He finally releases you, and you slowly come up, careful not to waste a single drop of his cum as you withdraw from him. You swallow it all, opening your mouth wide to show him that you savoured his seed. He grins, and his hand then wraps around your throat, pulling you up for a deep kiss.

“Thank you,” he mumbles against your swollen lips. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“You can thank me by using me any way you like, handsome,” you say, threading a hand through his hair as he starts to nip at the skin of your neck. Your eyes flutter shut and you give him more access, feeling your core throb with need every time his mouth comes into contact with your flesh. You’re sure he’s leaving his mark on you, a silent thank you for his euphoric wake-up even though he verbally expressed his gratitude to you multiple times.

“Let me eat you out,” he murmurs into your collarbone.

“J, this is supposed to be about you. For you.”

“This is for me.” He flips you onto your back and towers over you. “Now spread your legs.”

You blush, opening your legs for him. The fabric hiding you from him is so thin, so lacy that he can still see most of you. His thumb swipes over your entrance and his mouth waters at how wet you are.

“Always so soaked after sucking me off, huh?”

He nudges you, hooking his fingers into your panties and signifying you to lift your hips for him. He drags the flimsy underwear down your smooth legs, and tosses them over his shoulder. His thumbs spread you wide, letting him get a good look at your dripping core. You smell so sweet, he contemplates just ditching all of his life plans so he can eat you out for the rest of his days.

“Love this pussy,” he muses, eyes dancing as he finally lets himself have a taste. His lips adorn your pussy with kisses and small, teasing licks that drive you insane. He’s kissing it the way he kisses you, passionately and bleeding with love. It’s also dripping with excitement and eagerness, his only dream in this moment to make you cum so hard you see stars.

You prop yourself up on your elbows, letting tousle his hair away from his eyes. He’s looking up at you as he shakes his head from left to right and stimulating your clit. He halts, moving to wrap his lips around it and suck on it.

Your thighs are already squeezing his head, and your moving around so much that his hands hook around your thighs so he can hold you right against his mouth. His tongue dips down and plunged into your entrance as he now fucks you with his mouth. Your own hand finds your clit, rubbing at it in time with the thrusts of his tongue.

“J, oh my god. Fuck,” you whine. “Feels so fucking good.”

He swaps his tongue for his middle and ring fingers, letting them curl into you and prod at that special spot inside you. He seats your hand away and his mouth returns back to your clit after tonguing through your folds. You collapse onto the mattress as he overpowers you. His fingers punt into you harshly, making your legs shake.

“Right there. Don’t stop!” you call out.

JJ doesn’t let up, and your orgasm crashes into you harshly, as you shake and twitch almost violently. Your gasping for air but JJ continues to finger you through it, making you squirt over and over again as you ride it out. Then, when he removes his fingers for you, he leans up grabs you by the jaw and spits the pool of your release into your mouth. He watches as you swallow, doing what he wants and making him proud.

“You taste good, don’t you, baby?” You nod as he stuffs your mouth with his cum-soaked fingers. “This has to be my best birthday ever.”

You beam at him. “Let me ride you, J.”

He reverts to his original position against his pillows and motions you over with his index finger. “Get over here, then, pretty girl.”

You crawl up his body and plop yourself up on his lap. His hands smooth down your curves and rest on your hips as your hand circles his length once again to guide him inside you. You both let out simultaneous gasps when he slips into your slick hole, engulfing him in your heat. You sit down fully, feeling his tip nudge at your cervix once he’s all the way inside you.

"So damn tight, baby. Squeezin' me like there's no tomorrow," JJ groans. "Start bouncin' for me."

His strong hold helps you follow his command, and your hands brace on the tops of his shoulders while you start to fuck him. Your nails claw at his chest, leaving jagged red lines as you let go of your restraint and take what you want from him. You're already breathless, feeling a burn in your legs as you continue to ride him. You're so wet that he slips out of you, and a whine emits from your lips at the loss of his cock. JJ helps you by slipping himself back inside, pulling you closer to your chest is flush to his greedy mouth.

"Hold on tight, baby. I can't take it easy on you," he rasps, his arms now fully wrapping around your frame. He holds you still and fucks up into you harshly as you cry out.

"Fuck me harder, J. Cum for me, give me your babies," you beg. A string of pleases fall from your lips as your hands grip onto the headboard in front of you. Your hands grow sore from how tight you're holding on, but JJ's electrifying thrusts have you struggling to feel it, or even care.

JJ moves his head to one of your tits, letting his tongue flick at your nipple before sucking on it. His teeth graze over your swollen bud, and one of your hands release the headboard to hold his head. You scratch at his scalp lightly and pull at his blonde strands as his pelvis smacks into yours. His mouth releases you, watching the pornographic view of your tits bouncing in his face for a few moments before he repeats his earlier actions to your other breast.

Your head falls back and your arms wrap around JJ's neck, calling out his name. You're nearing another high and JJ can tell by the way your walls are starting to clamp down on him as they try to milk him for all he's worth.

One of JJ's hands move to grip you by the neck. "Beg me for my cum again. Beg me to fill you up."

"Please. Cum for me, baby. Cum inside me and fill me up. Get me pregnant."

"Yeah?" He taunts, fucking into you with no remorse. "You want my fucking babies?"

"Yes! God yes!"

JJ's balls tighten and he twitches deep within you, kick-starting your own orgasm. You feel the warm goodness of his cum shooting into you, followed by the euphoria of your breath-snatching release. It hits you in strong waves, almost knocking you out with its force. His thrusts are still unrelenting, making sure he fucks his cum deep enough to breed you and grant your wish. "Take all this fucking cum, mama. All of it."

"J," you whimper at the overstimulation. He pulls you down to kiss you again, and his hips finally start to slow as he swallows your cries. He pulls away, one hand smoothing your hair from your face. Then, his thumb pushes into your mouth.

"Best fuckin' birthday ever. I'm gonna breed you all fuckin' day, princess. No way we're leaving this bed."

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[maybanksprincess]

seven minutes in heaven

warnings: suggestive but no actual smut, mature themes, dry humping, tongue kissing.

summary: a game of seven minutes in heaven leads to reader and jj stuck in a closet together.

pairings: childhood!bsf!jj x childhood!bsf!reader

requested by this ask (thank you anon!) i dont know much about the game, so if i got one of the steps wrong, im sorry in advance.

you and the rest of the pogues gathered together on a saturday night to drink beers, smoke weed, and play spin the bottle. typical pogue shit.

all of you were sat in a circle on the carpet in the living room floor of the chateau. there was a glass beer bottle in the middle of all seven of you.

for a half hour, the game was spin the bottle. everyone's facial expressions quickly grew bored. John B, and Sarah were talking about something totally different, Pope and Cleo gone to grab a new crate of beers.

After a few more moments of all of you staring at the wall blankly, Kiara's the first to break the awkward silence. "hey what's that game we all used to play when we were sophmores?" she asks, twirling a piece of her curly hair around her pointer finger.

after kiara speaks, jjs facial expression changes to one of interest. he thinks for a moment and then speaks, "the one where you get locked in a closet for like ten minutes?" he asks

Pope rounds the corner with a few beers tucked in his arm. Cleo not far behind him "seven minutes." he corrects, pointing a finger at him.

jj rolls his eyes at the correction and mimics a mouth with his hand, mocking his words "seven minutes" he says, trying his best to sound as much like pope as possible.

you flick the back of jjs neck, mumbling a shut up to him. he lets out a high pitched ow and rolls his eyes, but ultimately he stops his mocking.

John b turns back towards the group at the mention of the new game. "are we finally gonna play something other than spin the bottle? im kinda tired of landing on Sarah." he teases

Sarah shoves him playfully, and then turns back to the topic of conversation. "Yeah we should play, it sounds fun. how does it work?" she asks, tilting her head slightly.

Pope speaks up this time, "we spin a bottle for two people, whichever two people it lands on, they go in a closet together for seven minutes to do whatever they want." he adds with a hint of suggestion at the end of his sentence.

jj smirks and turns to look at you, memories of the last time you two played this game when you were fifteen, when you shared your first kiss.

it was the first kiss for both of you, so it was sloppy and had a lot of teeth and tongue, it was sickening to think about, but never forgotten.

jj pipes up next, "yup we can play. this games borin' anyways." he says with a shrug.

everyone else agrees and shifts themselves back into a circle on the carpet. Pope places the bottle in the middle, then darting his eyes from one pogue to another.

"so whos first?" pope speaks

jj doesn't waste a second in volunteering to go first. "me! uh- ill spin first." he says, clearing his throat. everyones eyes fly to jj, giving him a questioning look.

"dude you answered that way too fast." john b says with a growing smirk on his face, his eyes now flickering between me and jj sitting beside one another.

"dude shut up!" jj says, before reaching forward and spinning the glass bottle, he crosses his arms and sneakily crosses his fingers hoping, praying, that it lands on you.

everyones eyes are glued intensely to the bottle, the tension in the small room palpable.

eventually the bottle comes to a stop, the tip of it pointing right to your knee. jj has to hold back from jumping up and saying something like hell yeah!

he instantly stands up, holding his hand out for you to take. "cmon m'lady." he teases, and looks at you with his typical shit eating grin.

you roll your eyes and take his hand, standing up and walking to the closed closet with him.

"i bet everyone can guess what they're gonna do in that closet." john b says with a smirk, as he watches jj open the closet door and enter.

"gross! i dont even wanna think about it." kie adds on, then everyone starts to whisper about both of you in the open circle.

as you both get in the cramped closet, jj takes a seat on stacked boxes that clearly say "fragile" but he obviously doesn't seem to mind. he looks up at you still standing there awkwardly in the dimly lit space.

"seems oddly familiar, doesn't it?" he teases. your brain floods with memories of you and jj in the same situation back in sophomore year.

you both had been in this exact crammed closet, deciding you could both share you first kiss together. it was sloppy, uncoordinated, and you both were trying to figure out a comfortable spot to place your hands. it was an awkward and uncomfortable kiss, but it was stuck in your brain nonetheless.

"yeah, really familiar." you chuckle nervously, looking around, and tapping your foot on the ground. you avoid eye contact with the blonde, hoping this seven minutes would pass by quickly.

he notices your shift in mood, and he smirks. he spreads his legs and moves his arms behind his head as he speaks.

"you know, were in here for a whole seven minutes. we should put it to good use, right?" he was enjoying making you nervous, and teasing you.

when he doesn't get a response, he gently pulls you onto his lap so your straddling him. he looks up into your eyes in the dimly lit closet, with something you cant quite describe.

before you know it, your both leaning in slowly, jj is the one to connect his lips with yours. the kiss was gentle and chaste at first, your mouths moving passionately against one another.

jjs hands find their way to your waist, gently caressing the flesh. you take that as a sign to move your hands up his torso, then settling your arms around his neck, all while continuing to kiss him passionately.

the kiss grows more intense over time, your tongues fighting for dominance against one another. eventually you catch yourself grinding your hips against his, as you both makeout.

minutes go by, and he finds himself lost in your kisses and the way your grinding your hips against his. his cock doesn't take long to stir in his cargo shorts.

when you feel his buldge press up against you, your hips move a little faster, the kisses becoming more desperate. before you know it, a light is shining in the closet and the sound of the door creaking fills your ears.

you pull away from jjs lips briefly to look at who opened the door.

"seven minutes are up, lovebirds." john b says with a jerk of his head, motioning for you two to get out the closet with a smirk.

IM SO SORRY TO LEAVE YALL ON A HANGER LOL

[planetallure]

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ dark!fic recs

CW: once again, these works contain dark and explicit themes that may be upsetting or triggering to some. please use your discretion and discernment.

@cherienymphe : when i first seriously got back on tumblr and got into dark!fanfic, cherie's was one of the first blogs i found. her writing was essentially my indoctrination. it was terrifying how much i loved it/her writing. truly phenomenal. i've read quite of few of her stories (mainly for rafe cameron, jj maybank, steve rogers, and peter parker) but i'll list my faves.

"when the party's over" - its something about this series...i think about it often. if you're into forced pregnancy or corruption tropes, tap in.

"wicked games" - i actually first read this one on ao3 before i discovered her tumblr and was absolutely gagged. another one i think of often.

"amnesiac" - the first series of hers that i ever read. absolutely traumatized me and i sobbed reading it. amazing storytelling.

"the hills" - another bangerrr. a one night stand ends in complete and total blackmail and entrapment. he just wanted to give her a better life *clown face emoji*.

"his father's son" - after ward death, rafe takes over the reins in more ways than one.

"teenage dirtbag" - this series single handedly made me a jj girl. the tension??? yup yup mhm.

"the less i know the better" - ironically my favorite part of this story is readers relationship with rafe but seeing jj slowly and then rapidly descend into madness? yeah.

"claimed" - a/b/o dynamics. brought me back to my wattpad days. still eat it up.

"daddy dearest" - steve meets a single mom and decides to be not the stepdad, but the dad who stepped up.

i'll be honest, i was a non believer in dark!peter but: "she's with me", "one last time." "suburbia" and "basic training" made a believer outta me. hands. down.

@lambtotheslaughterr : it absolutely amazes me the things that come from her mind. the level of creativity and originality needs to be studied. oona, you are criminally underrated.

“rise” - the first series of hers that i read. arguably the best series i’ve read on here thus far. this is the first part to her “the day the world ended” universe and it completely blew me away. i couldn’t believe that something like it had come from some silly little boat show. just brilliant.

“when the bough breaks” - the first work of hers i read. this one for me was a heartbreaking slow burn story, but the smut…makes up for it. yes yes.

“i burn” - sex!addict reader x rafe cameron. need i say more? actually, i will. the smut and tension in this one towards the end? it was shameful how turned on i was.

“one way or another” - buckle up, grab a snack, and prepare for the ride of a lifetime. that’s it.

“something wicked this way comes” - a single mom trying to escape her past, except her past is rafe cameron. this was one very spooky scary la la.

"summit" - the second part to the tdtwe universe. its still brand new but its already feeling like another banger, i mean it's oona. tap in.

@harryspet : rae was also apart of my indoctrination and boy did she do what needed to be done. her perfectly curated moodboards alone did it for me. very mindful, very demure.

"homestead" - what can i say...i'm a sucker for pregnancy stories :( and this series was no exception. absolutely delectable. enjoy.

"well kept" - classic millionaire ceo x reader, my younger wp reading self cheered gleefully. my love language is acts of service and boyy was this one speaking my language. had me at "scheduled braiding appointment."

"bambi eyes" - this one was one of those that made me want to take a good long look in the mirror and ask myself, "is this who we are...is this what we represent?"

@sherrybaby14 : this one is for the mcu girlies. more fics than you could ever ask for. everyone say "thank you, mother!"

"the distraction" - i'm starting to notice a kidnapping/stockholm syndrome pattern here...ANYWAY! work is realllyy stressful for steve and you just happen to be the perfect distraction.

@straywords : she's no longer active but her incredible writings remain so please, peruse. its like a beautiful museum over there.

"a break" - *gasp* another pregnancy story! stucky edition.

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor : an icon, a legend, she is the moment! another infinite library for my mcu girls. roo has all you could ever want or ask for.

@perlelune

"all too well" - yes, yes, another one, its who i am. rafe cameron proving once again that you can't escape him.

"lucky" - best friend!rafe x reader. he didn't know what he had until it was almost gone

"tag, you're it" - never read a scream fanfic before this one but boy did i have fun! chad is so pookie in this too :(

@honestsycrets : back when i was in my miguel era, sy single handedly kept me fed.

"starved | mio" - "mio", in which you babysit mayday and it gives miguel baby fever and "starved", in which he made you a mom...but its left less time for other activities.

"stung" - sex pollen/abo. reader gets bitten by an anomaly causing a reaction that only miguel can cure

"amor y respeto" - he just can't love you the way you need to be. so you and miguel break up...at the worst possible time.

"exclusive" - you and miguel are fuckbuddies. you want more, but miguel can't bring himself to give it to you. so you find company in hobie, who's there for you in all the ways that you need. miguel's not happy about that.

"canary" - you're a singer in the 1920s who's fallen in with the dangerous o'hara brothers.

"grande" - sex!worker miguel x assistant!reader. think...a pepper x tony kinda dynamic. except, miguel doesn't take kindly to certain slights. :)

@starfxkrinc : last but certainly not least! moony is a ridiculously talented writer and a mutal of mine. i found her early on during my resurgence on here. this is her new side blog (rip lovesickbrat and starfxkr!!) luckily she was able to salvage a lot of her past works and is back like she never left. i recommend her "western nights" series (really just the trailer park!jj tag in general) and her "ode to eaters" au. a queen of all things taboo. she does it for the girls who are drawn to the dark and scary. the gross and weird. <3

[ivysprophecy]

bed chem

warnings; uhm sex lol? oral (male and femme recieving) very whorish thoughts, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it pls pls pls), brief mentions of bruising and hickeys, dirty talk. breeding kink if you squint

p. 1 | p. 3

word count; 2295

summary; jj and you have always been able to get along as long as it was in a nice comfy bed. what happens when you start to wonder if your chemistry goes beyond that?

divider by: @bernardsbendystraws

im being so for real when i say id let jj do just about anything he wanted to me.

and im not even being dramatic.

the second i can feel his lips make contact with that spot below my ear and his hands leaving finger prints on my hips, im a goner.

i dont necessarily know what it is about him specifically, and saying its our chemistry feels so icky to say but i dont know how else to describe it.

the way he hooks his thumbs through the belt loops on my shorts? like right now? yea im soaked already.

"mama you've been teasin me all night with that fucking idiot of a date- dont gotta do that baby you just gotta ask me for it."

"jj less talking more tongue."

"yes mama," he smirks up at me from his lap, his lips going back to my neck.

i have to interrupt him because i simply cant keep this shirt on my body. unfortunately i did have my cakes on so he just had to chuckle at them

"jj weve talked about this! they aren't funny!"

"baby theyre boob pancakes for your nipples its always gonna be hilarious."

" 'always' as if youre gonna see them again. how confident."

"sweetheart you say that every time. just let me give the girls some love and enjoy it, yea?" with that he starts peppering kisses all over my chest, his hands pawing at both of them.

"jesus-" the moans that come from my throat are honestly embarrassing but hes just too fucking good at this. he knows every sensitive inch on me.

its like he has me fucking memorized its insane. he feels insane.

and it doesnt help that he loves eye contact. i hate admitting that it flusters me, i dont want him knowing it takes everything in me to keep half of my dignity when he has me like this.

my fingers find the buckle of his belt doing my best to blindly work it off of his waist desperate to get whats under his pants.

im not ashamed to admit that.

"someones eager tonight," he pulls off of my chest with a noisy pop sound, smiling that signature cocky grin that i love to hate. "you gonna tell me what you want?"

i push him back onto the bed so i have easier access to his belt, more so his dick if im being honest.

"i want you to stop talking so i can get your pants off. why dont you work on that shirt for me baby?"

"well since you asked so sweetly," he chuckles throwing off his cut off while helping you get rid of his shorts. "only if you put your shorts on the floor next to mine."

"thats such a weird fucking thing to say jj what the fuck?"

"what? i thought thatd be cute."

"youre so freaking weird," you roll your eyes sliding off your shorts throwing them in whatever direction. they land next to his

jj sits there, head against the pillows watching me. i cant help but feel uneasy, im aware that i have no reason to be uncomfortable and that hes seen me this way plenty of times before but theres something in his eyes that makes me feel like hes drinking in every inch of me and its a but unsettling,

"youre so pretty. cant get enough of ya. ever," he gestures for me to come closer with his fingers before snapping and pointing to his face, "park it pretty mama."

"jj-" i start to interrupt him but he refuses any rebuttal.

"uh uh. weve talked about this. youre gonna sit on my face and im gonna eat it as much as i please. cmon now dont be shy. it doesnt suit you."

blush eats away at your cheeks as you crawl forward closer to his face, gripping the headboard for stability.

"im not shy."

"then act like it baby. now let me taste you, wanna warm you up good for me," and with those last words his arms wrap around my hips and he pulls me down so my weight is on his face.

the second his lips make contact his tongue is READY to work, and let me be clear he knows where the clit is okay? Sucking, licking, even nipping he does it all so fucking good.

all while looking up at me as i use his face like a damn chair.

my hips are desperately trying match the pace of his tongue, i can feel his nose rubbing against my clit giving me the best kind of friction im looking for.

oh my god and when he moans into me?? im done. finished. totaled. i cannot stop the sounds im making.

my legs shake beside his head, and hes staring up at me so smug, so proud of himself like his ability to make me cum was ever in question.

"see? so good for me mama was that so hard?"

i cant even get the words out, still clutching onto the headboard catching my breath. "jj-"

"ive got you dont worry," he picks me up by my waist and twists us so hes now hovering over me. "ill make you feel so good i promise."

"jj- i-" i try to take a deep breath and gather my thoughts, none of them holy obviously. "just gimme a second-"

"awe, someone overstimulated? already?"

i close my eyes and take a deep breath, because yes i do get easily overstimulated. "dont be a dick-"

"i havent even pulled it out yet."

"oh yea? lets see what you've got to say when ive got you all up in my mouth huh? lets find out baby."

i move out from underneath him and lay my head off the edge of the bed, looking at him with an excited glimmer in my eyes and my tongue sticking out.

"holy shit-" i giggle watching jj practically fall off the bed to take his boxers off, fumbling to do so. "are you serious?"

"yea jayj im serious," i say through a few laughs. "now cmere. remember you dont gotta hold back. i can take it."

"oh my god- shit. mama you keep talking like that and im not gonna last."

"i dont wanna talk jj i want your cock in my mouth," and with those final words his boxers drop to the floor. and i can see how ready is, honestly it looks painful. and i wanna make him feel all better.

my hand finds his, pulling him closer to the beds edge. once his length is over my mouth i run my tongue down his shaft, taking him into my hand and pumping what i cant reach.

"you ready for me baby?"

jj doesnt answer, he grabs my hair and tugs my head down further having me open my mouth before stuffing me full.

i can hear the groan he lets out, its guttural. and hot as fuck.

my tongue slides along his length almost asking to pull him in deeper. but he keeps still for a moment, gathering himself so he can continue.

but i know my boy. hes not gonna wait much longer to be inside me and i have no plans on arguing about it.

after a minute his hips buck forward a bit. "you good mama?"

and of course i cant really respond with his dick in my mouth. so naturally i try to take him deeper, urging him to move his hips again.

his grip on my hair tightened as he buried himself as deep as he could and slowly pulling back out.

poor guy is torturing himself! i havent even done anything, and he knows he doesnt have to go this slow.

he keeps his rhythm slow and steady, and i can feel the anticipation in his muscles restricting himself so i give his thigh a quick tap letting him know to pull away.

"jj you okay? you can go faster."

he lets a groan fall from his already pouty lips, "mama i cant handle going faster. need to be in ya when i bust."

i cant help but chuckle at his admission.

"oh baby. shouldve just said somethin. how you want me?"

i love making his eyes roll to the back of is head. but not like that weird anime shit. you know what i mean?

jj jumps back onto the mattress, back against the headboard patting his lap. "you know i want the girls all up in my face sweetheart. cmon and give me a good ride."

"yes captain," did i always say that jokingly? of course. did he always take it seriously? absolutely.

i climb over his lap, letting my knees rest against the bed sheets.

"youre still on the pill mama? or you still like the idea of me puttin a baby in ya" he looks up at me with pleading eyes, praying i am because he knows that means ill let him in bare. so fucking pussy whipped. i love it.

"jj you wouldn't be in this bed with me if i wasnt, now are you clean?" i have to ignore the baby comment because yea i really really really do.

"if you really believed i wasnt you wouldve have just tried to suck out my soul."

he does technically have a point there. "cant think straight when youre just standing there you know that jj. cmon are you clean or not?"

"youre the only one for me sweetheart. hop on, please. im beggin ya. need you so bad mama its killin me."

"'s gonna be a tight fit. 'm already so swollen down there."

"jesus," his head falls to rest on my chest and its like he all of a sudden remembers i have tits. peppering kisses all over my chest before wrapping his mouth over my nipple as i line him up. "baby you dont even know what youre saying. what its doin to me. got me so worked up im not gonna last long."

"good thing too because neither am i."

letting my weight lower onto him we moan out in unison, grabbing the hairs at the nape of his neck i hold tight as i let the sting of his size settle.

i do adjust rather quickly, seeing as hes been inside me plenty times before.

rocking my hips to start slow, i press small kisses on his hair as his grip on my hips tightens. part of me hopes i have little finger tip bruises tomorrow. they always show through my swimsuits. jj cant get enough of them.

"shit baby i need more.. cmon you can take it. its alright im not goin no where. give it to me."

fuck does he know how to talk me through it.

i raise myself a little only to leave a small drop, increasing the pace with each bounce. because holy shit he just hits that spot every damn time. sometimes i legit wonder if his dick was made for me.

then i roll my eyes at how fucking whipped i sound.

"yeaaa thats it mama. you keep that up, just how ya like it," thats the last thing he says before his thumbs starts toying with my clit and his mouth is once against attached to one of my breasts.

jjs the only guy that ive ever told that i need something else when hes inside me. never once made me feel insecure or guilty about it. in fact, i kind think he loves that he gets to play with me more.

"holy shit- jay- jay im close... you there baby?"

i can feel him nod against me so i move faster, harder, whatever i can do to chase that high im so desperately close to. and i can tell hes close to, hes got a little twitch whenever hes almost there and it feel soooo fucking good. takes me right over the edge.

"yeaaa gorgeous thats it. want me to fill you up? want me to make you my real mama?"

my head buries itself in his neck, covering it in small kisses to muffle my moans as i finish all over him.

and he's not close behind, thrusting up to meet me as i ride out mine, finishing just moments after me and i can feel him covering my insides.

and dammit if i dont wanna feel this way forever.

"so fucking good mama. made just for me i swear..." he mumbles against my chest leaving little hickeys as he catches his breath.

after a minute of just holding onto each other he slowly lowers me to the bed knowing that my legs feel like jelly.

he presses a kiss to my cheek before headed to the bathroom and grabbing us a wet washcloth. he rubs it over my thighs and my stomach and neck before cleaning me up carefully, knowing it helps me cool off afterwards.

"thank you jayj... always so sweet."

"shucks mama dont worry about it, you know ill always take care of you."

after cleaning the both of us up he grabs his muscle tank he was wearing before handing it to me so i can have some coverage while i sleep.

"want me to go out on the couch?" he wondered. always so thoughtful.

"dont be stupid. climb on in big boy."

his stupid sleepy smile is so freakin cute, i hate it.

"night jj."

"night sweetheart. love ya."

i know he says it every time. every night in fact. so why when he tells me that does it put a pit in my stomach?

and just like that, with his arms around me, hes peacefully asleep and im wide awake wondering what the fuck im doing.

[maybanksbabe]

https://www.tumblr.com/peachpitlover/721773479360413696/vulnerable

It’s this one, but anyways JJ dragging you (you practically lead him) to the bathroom because he got hard staring at your boobs thinking about how much bigger they’ll get once you’re pregnant and he loves taking you from behind so he can hold your stomach oh my gosh

-🪼

I loved that one! @peachpitlover we love your fics!

But yes yes I'm aaallll for the breeding kink + JJ agenda ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[echobx]

Kinktober 2024 - rec list

info: links to my reblogs of the work, unless it's a series that is unfinished, then it links to the writer's post || one tag per blog, no matter how often you're mentioned

JJ Maybank:

⚠︎ please, baby? promise I'll play nice ... @jjsgirly

⚠︎ mr.sandman @outermaybanks

⚠︎ piss kink @raekensluver

⚠︎ munch JJ @cameronsprincess

⚠︎ breeding kink @/cameronsprincess

⚠︎ just practice @r4di0h3ad

⚠︎ just practice pt.2 @/r4di0h3ad

⚠︎ chocolate @moremaybank

⚠︎ drunken state @blueicequeen19

⚠︎ drunken state pt.2 @/blueicequeen19

⚠︎ kiss it better @/moremaybank

⚠︎ cockwarming @blackdollette

⚠︎ giving bsf!JJ a handjob @seasons-of-death

⚠︎ friends with benefits @strawb3rrystar

⚠︎ overstimulation + toys @/cameronsprincess

⚠︎ take it, princess @coco-cinnamon

⚠︎ overstimulation @/coco-cinnamon

⚠︎ JJ fingering you while your watching a movie with your friends @featherandferns

Rafe Cameron:

⚠︎ hate fucking @/blueicequeen19

⚠︎ bully!rafe loves shy!reader’s fat ass @shawtycoreee

⚠︎ meeting his family @crvptidgf (non smut)

⚠︎ possesive!rafe @littlelamy (non smut)

⚠︎ stepbro!rafe fucking you on the leather couch @/shawtycoreee

⚠︎ rafe on viagra @rafecameroninterlude

⚠︎ Take a Picture @userchai

⚠︎ rafe fucking you in the house of mirrors @starkeysprincess

⚠︎ blue sweater @whytheylosttheirminds

⚠︎ do you like me? @princessbrunette

⚠︎ are you jealous? @rafescokewhore

⚠︎ your mine, not his @/starkeysprincess

⚠︎ promise me @/moremaybank

⚠︎ pornstar!rafe needs a taste @starkeyisthelastname

⚠︎ husband!dilf!rafe @/starkeyisthelastname

⚠︎ bf!rafe × anxious!reader @sematarygirls

⚠︎ showering with rafe @/littlelamy (non smut)

⚠︎ let this be a reminder @/starkeysprincess

Pope Heyward:

⚠︎ teacher's pet @starfxkrinc

⚠︎ mirror sex @/coco-cinnamon

⚠︎ lavender and pumpkin @/outermaybanks

JJ Maybank & Rafe Cameron:

⚠︎ Scream @rafeyscurtainbangs

these are my kinktober 2024 recs ^~^ if you like you can check out my kinktober masterlist

[sleepyjuice]

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐣𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

jj maybank

smut is marked * MDNI.

fics/one shots

patience is a virtue *

r u mine? *

this is where i want to be *

weed, sex, beach *

blurbs/filled requests

jj accidentally hurts you during sex *

jj + his big mouthed gf

little kisses

teaching you to surf

protective jj

cute little twirls

aftercare

matching pj's

dog dad jj

do you regret it?

can you stay? *

you're so warm

jj's hands pt1

jj's hands pt2

jj picks you up from girl's night

jj taking care of you on your period

jj being pussy whipped

sex with jj while he's crying *

jj taking care of pregnant gf

jj helping you through a migraine

fourth of july fireworks *

jj braiding your hair

anniversary beach date

can i come over?

acts of service from jj headcanon

dancing in the rain

praise kink *

jj is a human furnace

jj eats your ass *

groping *

69 *

cuddling

eating jj's ass *

jj texts/social media

jj coded texts pt1

jj coded texts pt2

your instagram stories

jj's instagram stories

fratboy!jj au

moodboard

texting fratboy!jj

jj writes your name on his dick *

your instagram stories

plug!jj au

moodboard

can i pay another way? *

plug!jj is a munch *

texts from plug!jj

enemy!jj au

moodboard

making out *

rafe cameron

fics/one shots

temporary fix *

blurbs/filled requests

overstimulation *

rafe texts/social media

rafe coded texts pt1

rafe coded texts pt2

rafe's instagram stories

your instagram stories

toxic!rafe au

moodboard

texts with toxic!rafe

toxic!rafe's instagram stories

rafe drags you out of the club *

when he knows he almost lost you *

trying to leave him

he blows up your phone

[witchrecs]

“I would love nothing more, princess, but I’m soaked and I smell, you don’t want—”

🤤🤤🤤

a little dirty - jj maybank

summary: you find that watching jj work can be very... distracting

words: 800

warnings: fluff, a lil' (very?) suggestive

a/n: just a little something short and sweet! inspired by tuxedo by clare dunne, which is so jj coded i needed to write something for it.

Oh, my man He got them real strong hands And after workin’ all day out in that hot sunshine He comes walkin’ in always lookin' so fine Oh, my heart Lights up like shooting stars He’s like a knight in shining armor with them blue jeans on Dirty white tee and my baby don't need no tuxedo

It was hot.

You were no stranger to the heat of the late summer that rolled off the marsh in waves, but the storm that had blown through the night before left Kildare feeling even more humid than usual, the air heavy like wet blanket. Plus, it had knocked the power out, leaving you without electricity and without air conditioning.

You felt the heat cling to your skin as sweat gathered at the base of your neck and you padded through the house, trying to tidy up and get chores done, reveling in the infrequent breeze that snuck through the open windows.

You could hear JJ in the backyard trying to clear the debris from the storm, including a large tree that had come down and just missed the back porch. You wandered over to check on him, leaning against the doorframe of the open screen door. He was carrying limbs and branches two times his size over his shoulder, hoisting them up and dragging them to the back corner of your property. Even from your vantage point you could see the way the muscles in his arms rippled with the effort.

He was breathing heavily as he made his way back, his chest straining against the fitted white t-shirt he had on that was now doppled with sweat, and streaked with dirt. He lifted the bottom corner of his tee to wipe the sweat off of his face, giving you a tantalizing peek at his toned stomach that lay beneath, his abs glistening with sweat, glinting in the strong sun. Your eyes trailed lower to the clear v-line that trailed into the jeans and boxers that hung low on his hips and you swallowed, a blush finding your cheeks at just how good he looked, even when he was dripping with sweat and covered in dirt.

He dropped his shirt and lifted his head to see you gazing at him. He held a hand over his eyes to see you better, his signature smirk breaking clear across his face as he started to make his way over to you. “Like what you see, pretty girl?” he asked.

Your cheeks blushed a deeper shade of crimson and you bit your bottom lip, breaking his intense gaze to glance at your feet, self-conscious that he had caught you staring.

“Mm’maybe I do” you replied coyly as his wide gait closed the distance between you and he hopped up the porch steps, stopping on the step just below you, leaving you eye level.

Your eyes traced his face, the way his tan skin glistened with sweat and his ocean blue eyes twinkled at you as you reached out to wipe a smudge of dirt off his cheek. At this close distance you could smell his sweat, a salty scent that was distinctly him mixed with the sweet smell of the wood he had been hauling. Maybe it shouldn't be, but to you, it was intoxicating. He was close enough that you could feel the heat coming off of his body and all of yours tingled in response as your heart hammered in your chest and your eyes fell to his lips.

“Do you maybe wanna come inside and not cool off with me?” you hinted, inching even closer to him and his perfect pink lips.

He ducked his head and ran his fingers through his damp hair.

“I would love nothing more, princess, but I’m soaked and I smell, you don’t want—”

“—You have no idea what I want, JJ Maybank” you said, interrupting him as you looped two of your fingers into his beltloops and pulled him flush to you, silencing him by pressing your lips to his.

Your sweaty skin against his suctioned you to each other and the second your lips met, his hands came to cup either side of your face. You could feel his calloused palms on your soft cheeks, could feel the dirt coming off of them and you couldn’t care less as his tongue glided over yours and you hummed in response. His lips were salty with sweat and he was already pressing you backwards into the house, guiding your body with his own towards your bedroom.

His hands left your face and he grabbed the back of your thighs without ever breaking his kiss; your legs wrapped around his waist, bringing you even closer to him as he continued to walk you through your house.

“Not afraid to get a little dirty?” he mumbled in a smile against your lips.

“Not even a little” you replied as he tossed you on the bed.

taglist: @ietss, @gillybear17, @palmwinemami, @sweetestdesire, @voidcameron, @one-sweet-gubler, @m-indkiller

[maybanksprincess]

size kink with jj!

warnings: smut, unprotected sex (pulled out), p in v, size kink, choking, pet names, a little use of "papa j" 😵‍💫

little blurb based off this ask! thank you anon (def not horny)

your positioned laying on your back on jjs bed that has weed and chips scattered over the blankets, but you couldn't think about that right now when his dick was rutting in and out of you at a frantic pace.

and damn he was so big.

you can tell the blonde is getting close by the way his eyes flutter shut, and his movements grow much more sloppy, his forehead glistening with sweat.

his eyes slowly open back up, and you watch as his gaze drifts down to your stomach, and he lets out a strangled groan.

he places his ringed hand on your lower belly, gently pressing down to feel his cock slide in and out.

he grabs the back of your neck gently, tilting it up so you can see his dick practically stretch you in two. "look at that, mama." he coos, "look at how deep shes taking me, baby."

he starts to thrust harder, his hips snapping into yours, and his thrusts becoming deeper. he finds himself buried to the hilt, his balls hitting your ass with each thrust.

"mmph- jayy..." you whine, trying to push him away by his chest, the pleasure becoming all too much, but you couldn't bring yourself to use your safe word. it was too much, but it was so good at the same time.

"you know your safe word mama, you wanna use it? hm?" he asks teasingly, already knowing the answer.

you shake your head no, and let a pathetic whimper escape your throat.

"thas' what i thought." he says, as a wide smirk appears on his tanned face. he continues his deep thrusts, his high approaching any second now.

he moves his thumb down to rub circles on your swollen bud, doubling the pleasure. "cmon mama, 's okay. cum on papa j's big dick." he drags.

you couldn't hold your orgasm anymore, you came all over his cock, squirting and making a mess on the already messy bed sheets.

jj isn't far behind you, pulling out and letting thick white ropes of his seed spill down onto your little tummy. hes a moaning and whimpering mess as well, all worn out. but he cant help but tease you, "so im really that big, huh?" he says with that tired, but goofy grin on his face.

he was never letting you live that down.

[loveharlow]

headcanon for jayj😜

s3x when they were at pougelandia and the pougies catching them

idk why but this has been on my mind sorry if this is weird

SEX IN POGUELANDIA

smut/mentions of smut, 18+

•° not discreet. at all.

•° you'd been stranded on the island for weeks and you didn't think not having sex would bother you but...

•° something about this island made jj ten times sexier

•° and he was ungodly sexy before.

•° you two had been trying to keep it pg, considering you were out in the jungle and surrounded by all your friends

•° but when the opportunity reveals itself, who were y'all not to take it?

•° the group had split up in pairs, going to look for food or fresh water, anything to aid survival, really

•° you and jj happened to stumble across a beautiful waterfall, like stunning scenery + water? what could be better??

•° the both of you bottled up some of the clear liquid before jumping in, the water cleansing your dirt-caked bodies almost immediately

"is it bad that i kind of want to stay here? it's so beautiful..."

•° then he's behind you in the water, whispering in your ear

"i can think of something more beautiful than this."

•° and normally, you'd laugh at his flirting but the words and his breath on your neck sent a chill down your spine that settled...somewhere else

•° before you know it, you were both butt naked and dripping wet, fucking on the most uncomfortable rock known to man

•° it was probably the most dumb teenage idea you'd ever had - unprotected, outdoor sex while stranded on an island

•° but after weeks of barely touching or anything, you were both bursting at the seams for some kind of intimacy

•° you didn't even realize how loud you were being...the both of you.

"oh...fuck, jj!"

"i know, baby, i know..."

•° you'd have a village of small cuts and bruises on your back later but it was all worth it for the feeling of him spilling inside you as your walls contracted around him

•°...which probably wasn't the best idea either

•° jj was still inside of and on top of you when you heard them

"dude, what the fuck?!"

"are you guys serious? this is supposed to be an expedition! not a free porno service for whatever birds and shit are out here!"

•° you and JJ cursed, laughing and scooting away from each other as you covered yourselves and looked for your clothes, still getting scolded by the rest of the group

"you probably just alerted bears and shit to where we are, you freaks!"

©loveharlow.

heads up: i added emoji anons to my blog, so feel free to send an ask to take one if you frequently send in asks!

[stwrkeys]

ohmygodddd

soaked - j.m/j.r (18+)

jj maybank x reader x john b routledge

sum: finally single, you skinny dip in front of two pogues who have had a crush on you for years

warnings: threesome, double penetration, anal sex, oral(m), oral(f), creampie, throatfuck,tit play, breeding kink, choking, degradation

little ask from my friend @amournoir this took forever but it is SUPER long and detailed so i hope you love it!

It was four in the morning before things started to quiet down in your house. Red solo cups littered the lawn and hallways and you were sure you’d finding beer cans for weeks. Things had gotten out of hand quickly.

After your breakup earlier in the week, you friends suggested you have a small party to get your mind off of things since you parents would be out. That small party had turned into a rager, with you finding people you didn’t even know sleeping in your parents bed. You were convinced you would have to burn the sheets.

You sat outside on the patio with your feet dangling into the pool water. Everyone who was left of the party was inside. It was late, and too cold to be out, despite the pool being heated.

Hearing the sliding glass door open and close behind you, you groaned. “Rafe, how many times do I have to tell you I don’t wanna buy any drugs from you?”

The man behind you laughed quietly, and you recognized immediately that the voice didnt belong to Rafe. “I wouldn’t buy from Rafe either.”

Pulling your feet from the water, you spun to face him, hugging your knees when you were sat towards him. You recognized his face, but couldn’t put a name to it. He was lean but muscular, his blond hair framing his face in just the right way. He put his hands into his pockets, looking around and then back to you. “Kinda cold out here, isn’t it?”

You could tell he was referencing the fact that your legs were wet from the pool. “S’not so bad,” you shrugged, turning back towards the water, “Been colder.”

The blond huffed, smiling just a bit at your indifference. “Well, yeah,” he began taken off his shoes and socks, “How colds the water?”

Before you could reply, the sliding door open again from behind you, this time another familiar face stepping around into view.

He smiled wide, taking a hand to fluff the hair on top of your head. “Been forever since I’ve seen you, kid, huh?”

You groaned. John B. That’s who this was again. From the summer your parents had sent you to work on the cut for the experience. You were sixteen, and he and his friend had tormented you to no end with their little crushes on you.

You exhaled, dipping your toes into the warm water again, “You’re two months older than me, John B.”

The blond knelt to sit beside you at the edge of the pool, leaning to test the water with one finger, “Shit!” He smirked, turning back to John B and then to you, “You didn’t say it was heated.”

You shrugged, your stomach turning over. Thoughts of your ex flooded your mind. When was the last time you had been this close to another guy without him? It all felt so foreign.

“Good cuz it’s cold as fuck out here,” John B laughed, taking his shoes and socks off as well before sitting beside you at the pools edge.

You felt captivated by the two attractive men at your sides, finally after years able to feel like you could look at them. Then the idea struck you.

Without a word you began to strip. Your shirt first, as it was easy to do in your seated position.

“Woah!” The blond cheered his eyes immediately landing on your exposed bra, “What…what is going on here?”

You looked behind you to see the house empty of the last party guests. Perfect. Standing, you pushed your shorts and panties down, purposefully catching them on the fat of your ass for a moment. You could feel two pairs of eyes trained on you.

John B slapped a hand to the blond’s bicep. “JJ,” He mumbled, not taking his eyes off of you, “shut the fuck up.”

You brushed yourself off before taking a few steps to the deep end of the pool. Turning to the guys you unhooked and dropped your bra before diving straight in. The water enveloped you, warm against your skin. Resurfacing, you slicked your hair back, raking your fingers through it as a comb. “Come in,” You cooed, “Waters so nice.”

“Fuck, you don’t have to tell me twice,” JJ laughed, standing immediately to strip. You watched him silently from the water, eyes trained on his muscular arms and chest. He was eventually fully naked, giving you only a moment to see his cock before he dove into the water. John B followed just as eagerly, diving in only a few seconds behind JJ.

Both guys swam to meet you where you could stand, pinning you against the wall. JJ’s head ducked under water to suck at your breast and John B’s to kiss at your neck. You moaned, feeling both of their hands groping greedily at your body. Both wanting more and all of you. JJ came up to breathe, brushing his hair out of his face before pulling you into a heavy kiss.

You could feel both of them hard against you. Your pussy ached desperately and finally got relief when John B started rolling circles onto your clit. Your hips rolled into his hand as JJ slid a hand to your nipple. Your neck was littered with love bites from John B.

“I wanna taste you,” JJ moaned, pulling away from your mouth, “wanna taste your pussy.”

You blushed at his clearly tipsy words, before shrieking as John B hoisted you up onto the pool edge.

“There she is,” He spread your legs, exposing your pussy to both of them, “You wanna taste her first, JJ?”

He nodded, pulling himself against the edge of the pool onto his forearms, his face inches from your pussy. He pressed his thumb into your clit. “So pretty, baby.”

You moaned as he took clit into his mouth, sucking. His tongue worked magic on you, making you feel like you were gonna finish right away.

While he did this, John B got out of the pool to stand beside you. He rubbed your head, brushed your hair out of your face. “Think you can suck my cock while he eats your pussy?”

You nodded fervently, face flushed and stomach tensing from your impending orgasm. John B stroked himself twice before placing the tip against your lips.

Just then, you felt JJ push two fingers inside of you. With your moan, John B slipped his cock past your lips. You suddenly felt so full, John B’s cock in your mouth and JJ’s fingers in your pussy.

John B thrust into your mouth, placing his hand on the back of your head. You held back a gag, swallowing around his cock. He was thick, but so long. His tip was deep in your throat with every thrust.

JJ contuined to work on your pussy, fingers rubbing against your g-spot as his tongue rolled against your clit. You shook into him, clenching around his fingers as you started to orgasm.

“Oh that’s..ah, baby,” John B moaned, bucking into your throat again, “Cum for him baby, I know you need to cum,” Your pussy tightened, and then relaxed as your vision went white. Your body was warm and you felt John B pull himself out of your mouth.

JJ pulled away from your pussy, wiping his chin, as John B dove back into the pool.

“I say,” JJ smirked, “We both have her. For being such a naughty girl.” He laughed, eyes dark as he pulled you back down into the water. His hands groped your ass roughly as he pulled your against his hips.

“I like that idea.” John B swam behind you, pressing his erection into your back. You felt his fingers trail around to your ass before gently sliding one in. You winced, hissing at the burning sensation. “It’s okay,” JJ rocked his hips forward, thrusting partway into you, “Relax princess.”

“So big” You stifled a moan, mind suddenly away from John B sliding a second finger into you. “Yeah?” John B smirked, leaning into you as he fucked his fingers into your ass, “If you think that just wait.” You felt him line his cock up with your ass, slowly sinking it in until you were completely full of both of them. You threw your head back against John B’s shoulder, exposing your neck to JJ to leave more love bites.

“Oh my god,” You cried, clenching as they both moved inside of you. “Fuck,” JJ moaned, screwing his eyes shut. John B had gone silent, trying his best not to cum right away.

Both guys began rocking their hips in unison, and you rolling your against them. “You’re so tight baby,” John B groaned, throbbing inside of you. His hand came from behind you to your throat, restricting your air flow. It heightened your pleasure, inching your orgasm closer.

“I’m not pulling out,” JJ growled, thrusting faster into your pussy, “Need to cum in you, fill you up and get you pregnant.”You cried, rocking your pussy down into him as your second orgasm washed over you. “Please JJ,” you whined against John B’s hand, “Breed me, get me pregnant.”

John B leaned against your ear, fucking you harder and sloppier than he had before. “Take it you fucking slut…take my cum.”

You felt John B spill inside you ass, and then JJ inside your pussy seconds later. You were completely full and both guys were hot against your body.

“Group shower?” JJ smirked, groping at your breast again.

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[enemiestolovershoe]

JJ & Reader going night surfing and falling asleep in a hammock together, only for John b to find them in the morning and tease tf out of them about it?

More than just friends

JJ Maybank x bsf!reader

Summary: After a night of surfing and stargazing, JJ and the reader share a quiet moment that doesn’t go unnoticed the next morning.

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: Not proofread, minor drug use (smoking a joint)

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The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the Pogues’ little setup by the bonfire outside the Chateau. The night was calm, almost hypnotic, and the waves lapped softly in the distance as the fire crackled. You, JJ, John B, Pope, and Kiara sat around, laughing and recounting stories, the kind of simple, perfect night that only really happened with this crew.

Kiara stretched, yawning, as the night wore on. “Alright, I’m calling it. I’ve got to get some sleep if we’re hitting the water tomorrow.”

Pope yawned as well, rubbing his eyes. “Same. I’m wiped out.”

John B gave you and JJ a lazy wave as he and the others trudged inside. “Don’t stay up too late, you two,” he called, smirking.

JJ just chuckled, kicking back against the log he was leaning on. “As if you can tell us what to do, JB.”

Soon, it was just you and JJ, sitting by the fire, watching as the embers glowed red-orange against the night sky. There was something peaceful about it—just the two of you, the soft crash of waves, and the dim glow of the fire.

After a few minutes, you got an idea. You nudged JJ, your eyes bright with mischief. “Hey. Wanna make this night even better?”

JJ raised an eyebrow, already grinning. “What, you got something up your sleeve?”

“Night surfing,” you said, practically bouncing with excitement. “The waves have been perfect all evening. Let’s hit them before they die down.”

He laughed, eyes lighting up at the idea. “You’re serious?”

“Dead serious,” you replied, challenging him. “Unless you’re too tired, of course.”

JJ gave you an exaggerated scoff. “Me, too tired? Never.” He jumped up, pulling you with him. “Come on, let’s grab the boards.”

With a shared, excited look, you ran to get your surfboards, adrenaline already beginning to pulse through you both. The ocean looked almost mysterious in the dim moonlight, dark yet welcoming, as if it was inviting you two to take on one more adventure.

Once you waded into the water, JJ looked over at you, his grin barely visible in the dim light. “Ready to get smoked?”

“Please,” you said with a smirk, paddling out past him. “Let’s see if you can even keep up.”

The waves were just right—big enough to give you a challenge, but soft enough to make it fun. You rode wave after wave, the two of you laughing and occasionally shouting as you tried to one-up each other, the sound echoing over the water.

After a particularly good ride, JJ turned to you, still out of breath, his hair wet and clinging to his face. “I have to hand it to you, you didn’t wipe out as much as I thought you would,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please. I was waiting for you to keep up.”

He shot you a lopsided grin. “Guess you’ll have to wait forever then, ‘cause I’m untouchable out here.”

As the waves finally began to die down, you both paddled back to shore, breathing heavily and grinning from ear to ear. Back on the sand, you stretched out, laughing as you both tried to catch your breath.

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“That was…awesome,” JJ said, staring up at the stars.

“Right?” you replied, lying back on the cool sand beside him.

After a few moments of quiet, JJ sat up, brushing sand from his board shorts. “Come on, let’s head back.”

Back at the Chateau, you both paused on the porch, feeling the night wind down. You looked over at JJ, and he held up the joint he’d pulled from his pocket with a grin. “One last thing to top off the night?”

“Only if you’re sharing,” you teased.

“Always,” he said, and motioned to the hammock. “Best seat in the house.”

You climbed into the hammock beside him, finding your balance as it swung gently with both of your weights. You took the joint from him, inhaling deeply, and watched as JJ lit up, the flame flickering in his face.

“Sometimes I think this is what I’d do forever if I could,” JJ murmured, looking up at the stars through the trees.

You exhaled, passing the joint back to him. “What, get high in a hammock every night?”

“No,” he laughed, nudging your shoulder with his. “I mean… just this. Just chilling out here with you guys, like this is all that matters.”

You looked over at him, seeing a side of JJ you didn’t always get to see. “You know… you’re kind of a sap,” you teased, though your voice was soft.

“Don’t let it get around,” he muttered, looking at you, his eyes softened. “Can’t have everyone knowing I actually have feelings.”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” you said, smiling, a warmth in your chest that you couldn’t quite place.

He took another hit, handing the joint back to you. “You’re not too bad yourself, you know that?”

You gave him a look. “Wow, what a compliment.”

“Hey,” he said, laughing, his hand resting just beside yours, close enough that you could feel his warmth. “I don’t just give those out to anyone.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help smiling. It felt so easy, lying there with him, like it was the most natural thing in the world. The two of you drifted into quiet conversation, talking about anything and everything until the night started to blur around the edges. Before you knew it, the world was growing hazy, your eyes beginning to close as you felt the gentle sway of the hammock.

At some point, you felt JJ’s arm around you, his breathing deep and steady as he fell asleep beside you. You leaned into him, the warmth of his presence making you feel safe and content as you drifted off.

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The next morning, sunlight filtered through the trees, slowly waking up the Pogues inside the Chateau. John B was the first to stir, stretching and blinking as he got up, wandering outside to see what mischief you and JJ had gotten into.

What he found made him pause—and then grin.

You and JJ were still tangled up in the hammock, your head resting on his shoulder, his arm securely around you, both fast asleep and oblivious to the world. John B stifled a laugh, fishing his phone out of his pocket to snap a few quick pictures.

“Too good to pass up,” he muttered, trying not to laugh too loudly. With one last amused glance at you both, he slipped back inside, shaking his head with a smirk.

An hour later, you stirred awake, blinking against the bright sunlight. It took a moment for you to realize where you were—and that JJ was still beside you, his arm comfortably around your shoulders, your hand resting on his chest. Your heart skipped a beat, but before you could move, JJ’s eyes blinked open, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.

“Morning, surfer girl,” he murmured, his voice rough from sleep.

“Morning,” you whispered back, feeling your cheeks warm, though you made no move to pull away.

Eventually, the two of you untangled yourselves, reluctantly climbing out of the hammock and making your way back inside. As you entered, John B was leaning against the counter, watching you both with an obnoxiously smug grin.

“Well, well, look who’s up,” he greeted, his tone thick with amusement. “Good morning, lovebirds.”

You rolled your eyes, though your cheeks flushed. “Shut up, John B.”

JJ just grinned, trying to brush it off. “Real funny, man. Keep it up.”

“Oh, I will,” John B said, laughing. He folded his arms, giving you both a knowing look. “So… how’d you two sleep?”

JJ narrowed his eyes, clearly suspicious. “What’s with the interrogation?”

Without a word, John B pulled out his phone and held up the pictures he’d taken. “I don’t need to interrogate you when the evidence speaks for itself.”

Your jaw dropped. “John B, what the hell?”

John B raised his hands innocently, grinning. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just saying, the proof is in the photos.”

JJ rubbed the back of his neck, laughing it off. “Dude, come on. We were just…you know, we were tired. It was a long night.”

“Right,” John B said, his tone laced with sarcasm. He gave you both a serious look, his voice dropping slightly. “I don’t know if you’re really that blind, but you two are clearly more than just friends.”

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A/n: I hope you like it. :)

[kaylasficrecs]

jj maybank recs - part 2

clashing | imagine, angry fluff | @mildkleptomaniac

thunder storm | imagine, flangst, comfort | @sevenwivesofrafecameron

members of the heartbreak club | one shot, angst | @pogueszn

pieces of you | one shot, flangst | @obxsummer

lean on me | imagine, flangst | @obxsummer

heart of gold | au, series | @obxsummer

home | imagine, fluff | @vivwritesfics

missing piece | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @maybankswhore

rough days | drabble, flangst, comfort | @jjsbank444

slow dancing | imagine, fluff | @aidansloth

having a clumsy gf | drabble, fluff | @maiiuelle

our song | imagine, fluff | @maybankswhore

the summer playlist | series | @pogueszn

bellyache | two shot, angst | @pogueszn

the one where jj doesn't know you're sick | imagine, flangst | @mvybanks

risk | one shot, flangst | @featherandferns

you belong with me | one shot, flangst | @qlossytbh

starry night | one shot, fluff | @qlossytbh

mile marker | au, one shot, flangst | @loveharlow

the fire | imagine, flangst | @featherandferns

hurricane agatha | imagine, flangst | @abrunettefangirlnerd

overwhelmed | imagine, flangst | @abrunettefangirlnerd

different | imagine, flangst, comfort | @silent-stories

never grow up | imagine, fluff | @cherryobx

accidentally hurting you during sex | imagine, trifecta (smut/fluff/angst) | @sleepyjuice

always toying | drabble, fluff | @sleepyjuice

silent rift | one shot, flangst | @shortnspidey

i care for you still | imagine, flangst | @cosmicmunsonwrites

yes to heaven | one shot, flangst | @stargirlinterludefr

and we both drew blood | imagine, trifecta | @cosmicmunsonwrites

lifeline | one shot, flangst | @obxsummer

back to you | one shot, trifecta | @peavhyshy

stains | two shot, flangst (more angst) | @locker42

put the pieces back together | imagine, flangst, comfort | @extratragic (tw)

kick his ass | imagine, angsty flangst, comfort | @tweedlydumbtweedlydoo (tw)

bad day | one shot, flangst, comfort | @mydogisveryadorbs

[fxllfaiiry]

─ 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 ๋࣭ ⭑

505 - @lvstcd

wiped out! - @/lvstcd (all her jj works are amazing <3)

cockwarming w jj - @rafesmuse

make-up sex - @/rafesmuse (one of the best obx writers)

no nute november - @thecameronchronicles

aftermath - @maybaenk

kindred souls - @maybanksangel

that's my shirt - @winchester-books

stay still - @pankhoeforlife

who's the guy? - @surftrips

camping confessions - @cherryobx

let me show you - @loveharlow

shaved confessions - @pixelated-pogues

best served cold - @drewbooooo

hot tub - @ lovelyjj

if we go down - @starryblueeyesandstarryblueskies

b team - @ceceswriting

simple favor - @urfavemcustan

hush - @hybridluv (one of my fav authors)

safe haven - @/hybridluv

eye contact - @thatfangirl42

loving you - @oncasette

six times he realises he loves you - @fandomtravels

swell - @the-maidofgevaudan

too much to drink - @pankowholland

tags 🔖 @cassadilasworld

[chaostudee]

CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE

Okay first time requesting sth:) but that one prompt list you reblogged gave me the idea of JJ having a nightmare and reader waking up and comforting him? I feel like it’s always reader having the nightmare but I can kinda envision it with JJ

Only if you want to and if your comfortable with it ♡

warnings; nightmares, lots of fluff, mentions of jj’s dad, mention of drugs, suggestive, mention of kids

pairing; jj maybank x fem!reader

authors note; thank you for trusting me with your first request ! that’s so true though, so i’m glad you decided to request this approach. requests are open ! <3

It’s strumming closer to the edge of midnight.

The living room being flooded with the pastel colors that the TV radiated as it displayed a movie JJ decided on. Yet, he’d fallen into a slumber not even half way through, and you didn’t know what kind of distasteful film this was. You forcefully watched it because you adored the boy that picked it.

No choice but to sink deeper, and deeper into this couch.

Such a pretty face is in your lap, insisting on sleeping there rather than a cuddle. His squishy face was buried in he dough of your thighs, studying the boy’s features— sun kissed blonde tips delicately suiting his features. Cheeks a darkened red, the imprint from the drawstring in your shorts could be found too, indented swiftly into them.

An angel is before you.

Basking in his presence doesn’t last long before he’s stirring, you’d thought he was waking up so your heart fluttered ever so slightly. He wasn’t.

The war in his mind is infinite, and has been rotating on a loop since he wandered into it an hour ago. This petrifying nuance is one of his father coming back to rip JJ a new one for throwing the pills, that he worked so hard to steal, into the water before sending him off on his one way trip away from Kildare. A robbery that was so effortless, however taking care of his own son was a chore to him.

Repeating in that nightmare that his father is beating him senseless on that same dock he said goodbye to him on. Bleeding out from various uncontrollable wounds that seeped ‘why won’t you love me’ from them. At one point in that night terror he was fighting back, though he gave up upon seeing his father would have no mercy on him. Pills of every color, would be enough for him to punch his son unrecognizable.

A sorry excuse of a man, you didn’t understand how such a beautiful, giving, boy came from that waste of space.

Profuse sweat entangled the tufts of his treases and one thing about JJ is he doesn’t sweat in his sleep. Not this heavily anyway. As long as his girl is nuzzled into his side, and he’s intertwined with her along with a cool fan blowing on him— he’s more then fine.

Beads of it began rolling down his face, and his lip quivered in such a weeping, defeated way. Whatever disturbing power this is, is consuming him bit by bit, and you can’t sit idly by and watch it.

You didn’t want to startle him more than he apparently is, so you start with a gentle tap. His limp body wasn’t moving, resorting to shaking him into oblivion— ultimately cutting his soft breaths short, whilst he sucks in new air to compensate for what he’d lost.

JJ’s eyes squint open, instinctively pressing a tender kiss to your warm inner thigh. Assuming you’d accidentally woken up, and assuring that he was still here in one piece.

“Baby, you’re sweating.”

You soothed him, by pushing back his hair and wiping his drenched forehead with the bottom of your cotton shirt. Cupping your small hands to his jawline, providing coaxing that he oh so needed.

“S’nothin’ baby just a little … bodily fluid?” He denied it, and would’ve planned on drowning it out with the rest of the suppressed memories of his father. But, you’ve seen it, and he won’t deny you the reasoning behind it after watching it with your own two eyes.

“Too much of it.”

“Thought you liked when I was sweaty, last time you couldn’t shutup about how hot-“

“Spill.”

You hushed him with two fingers to his delicate lips, his tongue delved on the backs of them to lick them intricately. You push his head in the other direction, wiping the spit on the neck of his sleeveless tee— acting as if you didn’t like it.

“Alright, you got me. It was a nightmare,” he followed your eyes, raspy voice filling the room vividly. Looking up at you like you’re the reason why the world goes round. You aren’t sadly, but you are the reason his world does. For if you weren’t here in this very second, he would’ve wailed uncontrollably in the emptiness of no home. You combed through his hair, as if to say ‘tell me more’ and with a sigh he did.

“What is it J?”

Biting throughly on his bottom lip, he contemplated; face curling closer into your thigh. He stomachs it, the exhaustion ridden eyes struggling to make out expressions with the TV now illuminating from light to dark during commercial.

“He’s everywhere s’like I can’t fuckin’ get rid of him. You know I thought when he left, I’d be done with him for good … but no even in my nightmares he beats the shit out of me.”

He laughs it off, devaluing his feelings with every chuckle. All you can do is peer at him, with concerned affections and furrowed eyebrows.

And he thinks they have no meaning, for the entirety of his life he’s had to shove it down— conceal it. There’s things his fathers done that he can’t recall, because he forces himself to forget.

“J, look at me.”

Your thumb circles on the tops of his cheeks, consoling him in such a way no one else could. You were his favorite song, and he’d listen consistently for that extra touch of solace.

“He can’t hurt you anymore, not now, not again.” He melts into the palm of your hand like putty. Similar to a car furrowing to its owners touch. He’s glistening thoroughly with hope and desire— your lover lost a piece of him every time his father left another mark. “What you feel shouldn’t go unnoticed baby, he’s going to regret leaving the most perfect son behind.”

“Perfect?”

“Perfect, J.”

Again to shrug it off once more he starts with, “When we have kids, and we will have kids … lots of em … he won’t get the opportunity to know them.” Changing the topic but now being able to at least talk about it, was one step closer to somewhat vanquishing the sore subject.

Following suit, you continue with the more lighthearted part as the sweet boy below you deserved everything of the sort.

“How many babies we talkin’ Maybank?”

“Enough for a small army. So I say we get started now, pretty girl.”