#obx3 spoilers

[maybanksbabe]

And don’t get me started on being with jj when topper burns the chateau down. or ultimately not being with jj at that exact time and being in the bathroom or something, his heart was drop

Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes YESSS

I love the angst! Being in a separate room when the fire takes hold of the Chateau and being the last to get out, whilst John B and Pope are holding JJ back because he's willing to risk his life to save you but you're stood just a few feet away on the lawn, just as shocked as everyone else! And the instant relief when he sees that you're okay and unharmed - if a bit dirty from the soot - is nothing he's ever known before he's just glad you're alive otherwise he'd probably lose his mind yk?

[amilyworks]

"Whoever said "Living in paradise is no vacation" sure was right."

— Pope Heyward in Outer Banks: Pogue Life Book

[baocean]

make up - jj maybank

(gif credit to @devilsmenu)

jjmaybank x kook!reader

summary: after jj hooked up with your best friend, you wrote both of them off. it’d been easy to ignore the both of them, until you came face to face with him.

warnings: sex baby, spitting, swearing

you were sure there was nothing more that you hated than jj maybank.

you never give into the stereotypes of pogues vs kooks, but you couldn’t help but despise that blond pogue.

sitting on a couch at the random house party with your friends, you weren’t even sure why kooks and pogues tried to party together, it never ended well.

sarah cameron walked by with john b, hand in hand, sarah’s free hand waving at you as they passed.

mya, maria, and alex sat with you, talking amongst themselves as you stared at him over your drink.

his blond hair was in his face, shaking back and forth as he laughed. he was talking to one of his friends.

like he knew you were looking at him, his eyes flicked over to you.

you rolled your own. adverting your attention back to your friends, trying so desperately to not look back at him.

but you were done with him, for good. after he got with your best friend, even though you both agreed you weren’t going to hook up with other people, you cut them both off.

the entire island knew you hated jj and that he hated you, but behind closed doors, the quiet sweet nothings and hours wrapped in his sheets told different stories.

he had called you close to a hundred times, texted you twice as much.

you were done. so, you wouldn’t look back at him.

jj hadn’t been there for more than an hour before he was getting into a fight with some kook.

you got up to see what the commotion was about, groaning when you saw jj lay a punch on the guys face. so typical of him.

and somehow, he found you in the crowd, smirking like crazy at you, right before he got hit again.

you didn’t even flinch, because you’ve seen this jj too many times to count. the no good, nasty side of jj.

he spit blood, laughing as he grabbed the guys head and brought his knee up to hit him again.

the kook went down, not getting back up right away. a few people ran to check on him, you just stared at jj.

the arrogant smirk on his face dropped when he saw the look on your face. you turned and walked away.

you headed up the stairs to the second floor, looking for a bathroom to get some space from everyone.

“sweetheart, where you going?” his voice insighted something close to rage in you, motivating you to keep walking.

“don’t ignore me.” his voice was closer, much more demanding now.

it was hard to, even if you had been doing it this past week. everytime he texted you or called you, you wanted to answer. but he hurt you, so you wouldn’t.

“fuck off, jj.” your voice was harsh as you opened a door, finding an empty bedroom, deeming it good enough.

“oh, don’t be like that, sweetheart.” he cooed, a laugh following. you knew he’d walk into the bedroom with you, closing and locking the door.

“can you not take a hint? i don’t want to fucking talk to you.” you finally turned, almost surprised to see the state of his face. there was blood coming from his nose, a bruise already forming on his cheek, more blood coming from his mouth.

“don’t care. i want to talk to you.” he shrugged.

“well, you look like shit. let me fix you up first.” you shot at him, hoping it would falter him.

of course, it didn’t, not much did. “my girl gonna take care of me? how sweet.” he was so bitter, but so addictive.

“i’m not your girl. get that into your head. just can’t stand looking at you.” you gave him a mean smile, huffing as you walked into the connected bathroom.

he followed you in, watching as you fumbled around with things under the sink, grabbing a cotton pad and running it under the water.

“come here.” you words were laced with annoyance.

this happened too often. it’d only been a week since jj hooked up with your now ex best friend. you were still familiar with this scene. him coming to you, covered in bruises or blood. whether it be from his father or some random kook. he’d come find you, you’d take care of him.

“so bossy. just the way i like it, sweetheart.” he tittered. you wished you had some sort of alcohol instead of water, to sting his wounds.

ignoring him, you dabbed off the blood from his mouth, wiped away off his nose.

“you hate me now?” his demeanor dropped, looking at you in the way he only looked at you when he was really upset.

“always have, especially now.” throwing away the cotton pad, you went to wash your hands.

“i’m sorry.” he sighed.

“you’re not, you just want to hook up with me.” turning back to him, you shook your head, then laughed.

“i do, i won’t fucking lie. but i am sorry. miss my favorite girl.” he reached up to play with the ends of your hair.

“oh, who’s your second favorite? pia?” you laugh at him.

“look, that was a mistake. really, i fucked up. i know.”

“glad you figured that out.” you pat his shoulder, heading out of the bathroom.

“sweetheart, please. give me one more chance. i won’t mess it up, i won’t.” jj grabbed your arm, pleading with you.

you sat there for a second, contemplating. you hated jj, but you missed him. you hated being alone these past few days, after being so familiar with calling jj over.

“fine.” you rolled your eyes, not letting jj’s celebration affect your features.

he pulled you into a hug, before quickly drawing back and kissing you.

his hand came up from your waist to your face, gently rubbing your check with his thumb.

“i missed you, sweetheart. went a whole week without talking to my favorite girl.” his hand on your cheek slowly wandered down to your neck.

“make it up to me then, maybank.” you bit at him.

that was the confirmation he needed, and you were on the guest bed almost immediately.

his lips kissed down your neck, down your collarbone and shoulder.

his fingers fumbled with the straps of your top and bra, pulling them down together. his lips connected with your nipple, sending you shooting foward.

his left hand rolled your other nipple between his fingers, looking up at him through his lashes.

that was almost enough right there, screwing your eyes shut from the feeling.

he left you, your eyes popping open as you groaned. “sweetheart, i will treat you so good after this but i’ve waited a week to fuck you.”

you rolled your eyes as his fingertips dipped under your waitband and pulled your shorts down.

his rough hands ran over your thighs, giving you shivers.

“god, been thinking about this for days.” jj groaned. you were about to let out a sarcastic comment, but were cut off by jj pushing into you, bottoming out.

your hand flung to his bicep, mouth wide open. he steadied his pace, rapid and hard. his hand hooked under your leg, pulling it up to give him a better angle.

it was all so much, feeling him everywhere, because he was everywhere.

his free hand grabbed your chin, your eyes opening just in time to watch jj spit into your mouth. he smiled, tapping your cheek as he continued his pace.

“fuck j, so good.” was all you could manage.

he brought his hand up to your hair, caressing your head and pushing back your hair. he always did this. something so sweet and gentle as he fucked you so hard it would hurt in the morning.

with some force and a whole lot of strength, you flipped the both of you over. jj looked surprised at first, before quickly falling back in and grabbing your tits as you rode him.

your hands were on his chest, riding him hard, focusing on pleasuring yourself, not caring about jj.

you hit your high, crashing on top of him as you came, not being able to hold yourself up.

“fuck fuck sweetheart i’m gonna cum.” jj’s eyes closed, a sour face falling onto his features.

“go ‘head baby.” you cooed, his hands tightening around your hips. he came inside you, his moans filling the room.

he twitched underneath you. you held each other for a moment, before jj flipped you over again.

he kissed down your chest, stomach, down to your legs.

“what are you doing?” you questioned, your hand sliding through his hair.

“i told you id make it up to you,” jj snickered, his hands pushing your thighs apart, “so let me make it up to you.”

[renegadesstuff]

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[luciddaizey]

OBX Season One

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[saintsir4n]

MAYBE its because I'm older now, but I understand why Kie’s parents don’t like JJ as well as why Pope’s uncle told him ‘no’.

[cloveswifey]

Other Woman

Parings: JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cheating, Swearing, crying, Annoying Kiara, pleading, begging, use of ‘I love you’.

Type: Angst ~ fluffish

Words: 0.7

JJ and Y/n’s love story was a classic tale of two people who found each other in the most unexpected place and fell in love. They shared a strong bond, built on trust, respect, and honesty. They had been dating for a year, and their relationship was going strong.

JJ and Y/n were both hardworking individuals. Y/n, was a successful marketing executive at a prestigious firm. Even though their busy schedules kept them apart for most of the day, they always made it a point to spend quality time together.

One day, I came home from work earlier than usual. I was looking forward to spending some quality time with JJ, but what I saw broke my heart into pieces. JJ was kissing Kiara in their living room, and it was clear that they had been at it for a while.

The sight of JJ with another woman left me in shock. I didn't know what to do or say. I just stood there, staring at JJ and Kiara, their hands wrapped around each other. JJ was the first to realize that I was there. He immediately pulled away from Kiara and took a step back, his eyes wide with shock.

“What the fuck.” I mumble.

"Y/n, it's not what it looks like." JJ stammered, but I didn't believe him. I was hurt, angry, and in disbelief that the person I loved could do this to me.

"Really? So, what is it then? You were just having a friendly make-out session with Kiara in our living room?" I lashed out, the hurt and anger boiling inside of me.

JJ tried to explain that it was a mistake that he didn't mean to hurt her, but I was having none of it. I stormed out of the apartment, not wanting to hear JJ's explanations.

JJ Pov

One afternoon, Y/N had left for work as usual and I had decided to spend the day working from home. As I was typing on my laptop, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to find Kiara standing there looking upset.

"What's wrong, Kiara?" I asked concerned.

Without hesitating, Kiara burst into tears and confessed her love to me. She told me that she had been hiding her feelings for me for a long time and couldn't keep them to herself any longer.

I was surprised by her confession, I have a girlfriend that I love very much.

Kiara suddenly kissed me; passionately and I found myself lost in her embrace. It was as if time stood still as we shared this moment. However, our kiss was cut short when we heard the sound y/n.

“What the fuck.”

"Y/n, it's not what it looks like." I stammered, I love y/n way too much for her to leave.

"Really? So, what is it then? You were just having a friendly make-out session with Kiara in our living room?" Y/n lashed out, the hurt and anger boiling inside her. "I can't believe this is happening," she said quietly.

Kiara apologized to Y/N, saying that she didn't mean to hurt her.

“If you were sorry you wouldn’t of kissed him.” Y/n scoffed, leaving the apartment.

Y/N realized the depth of JJ's remorse when he showed up at her doorstep, pleading and begging her to take him back.

"She kissed me, I swear," JJ pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

"JJ, you kissed her back," Y/N sighed, her face twisted with a frown.

"I didn't know what I was doing. It just happened. I know it seemed like we were at it for ages but it was only five seconds tops. The second I realized she kissed me, I pulled away," JJ cried. "Please, baby. I love you."

It took some time for Y/n to trust JJ fully again, but with time, they were able to overcome this rough patch in their relationship. They worked on their communication, made time for each other, and promised to always be open and honest with each other.

In the end, JJ and Y/n's relationship became stronger and more resilient because of what they went through. They learned that mistakes happen, but if they love each other enough, they can overcome them.

[stupidthingsgoodoutcomes]

[maybanksbabe]

Going off of being just as protective towards jj as he is with you imagine being in the situation in season 3 where jj crashes his bike🫣

NO CAUSE *MY* HEART FELL OUTTA MY ASS WATCHING THAT BUT BEING THERE?????

The panic would be instant the moment you realised he wasn't there and you start calling his name, looking everywhere in the immediate vicinity for him - just a sign that he's alive - despite everyone else trying to calm you down. And when he appears, looking alive and in one piece with barely a scratch? You're instantly in his arms holding him as tight as humanly possible "don't you ever fucking do that again you hear me?" Tears are definitely she'd and whilst he tries to make light of it he knows that he scared you and he apologises several times after the fact.

[adr1ka]

Don’t get me i love outer banks the first season my favourite 2 season was really good to but personally 3 season I didn’t really like it was not my favourite I think to much happened in that season what is your opinion on it x

hii personally i think s2 and s4 are the best so far; s1 has all the vibes but it was just the beginning. also, i agree with you! i feel like s3 didn't serve as much even thought the plot was pretty good, killing off characters like ward and big john also made me quite sad :(

now i'm just looking forward to s4 part 2 xx

[rubiehart]

JJ and reader sneak away on the island of Poguelandia to get some… “alone time” iykwim

when obx3 first came out this was like my main scenario to sleep lol.. i love u nonnie

all the pogues sit around the makeshift fire, faces illuminated and cheeks blushed from the heat, listening to cleo’s bizarre stories from before she fell in with all of you, but you’re not really listening.

you adjust yourself on the log you’d used for seating, digging your toes into the sun warmed sand as you eyes jj across the flames, he was focused on cooking whatever he’d caught that day, the only thing you were focused on was the way his biceps flexed, deep blues occasionally flitting over and meeting your own eyes before correcting himself when he realised he’d been caught, smirk playing on his lips.

you’d had this arrangement far before this misfortune, stranded on an abandoned island in the middle of nowhere. you’d sit on his work bench, watching him fix up his bike, popsicle slotted between your lips as you watched him. before he’d had enough for your teasing and bent you over the warm metal, denim shorts pulled down to your knees as he pounded into you.

but something had changed ever since you landed on the island, he was so much softer, kinder, a lot less demanding when he’d fuck you. he really took his time with you when he could, he’d make you feel so good, it didn’t happen as much as it used to back home, so you’d learned to appreciate it a lot more when it did.

you clinged onto his tan shoulders, outgrown fingernails digging into the muscle as he finger fucked you behind a tree, the squelch of your wet cunt the only sound heard as he clamped a ringed hand over your mouth, willing you to be quiet with praise as he hit that spot over and over again. his jaw clenched as he kept half on eye on pope and cleo not too far away collecting fruits for your breakfast, fixing you up and giving you a quick peck before sending you off back to the group, strolling back a few after you like nothing had happened.

that was last week, and he hadn’t even touched you since. to say you were desperate was an understatement. sure, the island was desolate but that didn’t mean it was big, and sneaking away to fuck yourself and risk getting caught wasn’t something you wanted to do. so you thought eye fucking was enough of a hint for him, spoiler, it wasn’t.

he kept you on the edge of your seat all night, he knew what he was doing and he loved the power. concealing his grin when he caught you discretely rub your thighs together whenever you’d look a him.

you got what you wanted soon enough, when everyone was pretty much knocked out on their makeshift leaf mattresses, stepping over john b cautiously as you made your way up the sandy bank where you knew he would be.

you were finally at peace when he had you splayed out against a large tree, legs spread around his his head, his matted blonde tresses tickling your inner thighs as he devoured you like a starved man. his cocky persona dropped as he practically begged for you, even though he already had you in your head.

“wanted to taste this fuckin’ pussy all day.” he mutters, tongue dipping into your clenching hole as he brings two fingers up to steadily rub at your clit, your back arching beautifully against the rough bark of the tree, hand forcefully gripping his hair and keeping him right where you wanted him.

“strutting around in that little top, you dunno’ what you do to me, infront of all our fuckin’ friends.” he admits, skilled fingers punching your g-spot, a loud moan leaving your lips as your climax approached, immediately recoiling back into yourself as the sound echoes over the extensive ocean surrounding you, hoping your friends didn’t hear.

jj sensed your sudden shyness and tapped your thigh, one hand shaking up to grasp at your boob, calloused thumb teasing your nipple as he circles your throbbing but with his tongue. “nah- let it all out, wanna hear how good i make you feel.”

“yeah- gooooood girl. you got it.”

[renegadesstuff]

It's the heart eyes for me 🥺😍

[evermorx89]

thoughts about obx4

⚠️ obx4 spoiler alert!!!!!⚠️

hi guys! this is just my personal opinion, don’t hate me pls 😭, english is not my first language btw so if anything is wrong, i’m sorry

first of all, what the fuck they’re thinking??? killing jj? this is so unserious, i mean, he was probably everyone favorites character, he passed his WHOLE LIFE suffering and that was his end? i can’t believed that, it’s a terrible ended for the character that i’m preferred think that this is a joke for the next season.

and then, that ridiculous plot of jj not being luke’s son, he passed the last 20 years getting abused by a guy who even wasn’t he’s real father, this is so inhuman, so fucked up, and after we find out that he’s a genrett, he gets an worse father, who’s worse than luke, a father who abandoned him, and knew it that he was alive and didn’t even care about it, come on pate’s brothers you all are better than this, or maybe not.

now, sarah is pregnant and i really think is cute, BUT have you all seen the life that they all live??? how they will be able to raise a child in the middle of all this? i don’t understand why making her getting pregnant now? they really can’t wait the final season to do that?

thank god that sarah and rafe are finally making peace, that’s what i’m talking about guys! one of the only good thing that i can found in obx4 was them getting their brother and sister relationship again, i’m so happy about this, when they hug we realize that after all happened what rafe really need was his sister love, he almost crying and she forgive him OMG that kill me, i almost cry with him too, because all he need right now is a family love, after all ward did to him, he just needs their sisters, sarah and wheezie, love, and i will never get tired of saying this! he doesn’t need a relationship now, HE NEEDS FAMILY LOVE BECAUSE WARD WAS A TERRIBLE FATHER FIGURE FOR HIM, SARAH AND WHEEZIE!

and my last thought about season four is about rafe and sofia relationship… i’m really sorry guys, i think that they’re very cute, fiona and drew have an amazing chemistry between them and fiona is an AMAZING actress, but i just felt that this relationship wasn’t a real needed right now? come on, on season 2 rafe as an coke addicted, an abuse brother, and did so bad stuff with the pogues and his own sister, that the real thing that he needed was a therapist, help and a redemption arc with his sisters, sarah and wheezie, because i can’t see a better option of making rafe more human that do this and i just feel that his relationship with sofia is so undeveloped, she’s just appear from nowhere in obx3 and was put in the middle of this, just to make rafe more human? and don’t get me wrong, i love them, i don’t them to break up or something, i just don’t like what they’re doing with them, if they have a development relationship maybe i liked them more? but i just can’t had along with them, when we have a jiara development, and jarah development and a cleopope development, because i know that the pate’s brother can do it better with rafe and sofia, they just don’t know what to do with rafe’s character anymore and then they start making mess like this.

[luciddaizey]

OBX Season One

[cal-flakes]

what if rafe and reader made a pact when they were younger that if they weren't in a relationship by the time they were a certain age then they would date each other... then it's getting closer to when they're both that age and rafe starts scaring away any guys that approach her so that he can date her instead

╰┈➤ “it’s always been you”

warnings: swearing, light smut. slight obx3 spoiler.

summary: two childhood bestfriends finally confront their feelings for one another.

time flies when you’re having fun, or something like that. it was a sunny day in kildare, inciting her to stay hidden inside all day, away from the scorching heat.

she sat behind the cash register, occasionally sipping at her iced coffee from the cafe next door. it was a quiet day in the florists, nothing to worry about, it was early hours on a monday.

scrolling mindlessly through instagram, suddenly the bell above the door sounded, breaking her concentration.

putting on a professional smile, she looked up from the small desk, expecting a customer. she was pleasantly surprised when she met eyes with her childhood bestfriend.

it had been a while, the last few years he’d spent working his ass off with his late fathers development company, causing him to have little time for his beloved y/n.

“rafe!” she beamed, leaping up to round the cash register. he greeted her with open arms as she engulfed him in a tight squeeze, just about knocking the air out of his lungs.

“woah- you miss me or something?” he joked, returning the warm hug. swatting at his chest playfully, she pulled away to look at him. “i haven’t seen you in forever, you’ve been too busy!”

“i’m never too busy to see you flower” there it was. the nickname that made her heart jump out of chest, the nickname that made her feel so warm and fuzzy inside she could hardly describe it with mere words.

blushing, she sat back down on the little stool, facing him. “well, it seems you must be, rafael” she giggled, mocking him for the name he absolutely hates.

honestly, if it wasn’t coming from her, you could guarantee he’d be beaten whomever to a pulp right about now.

“shh. anyways, i was wondering if you wanted to grab some dinner with me later, after you’ve locked up and everything?” he muttered hopefully, his eyes flitting between her and the flowers scattered around the shop.

she frowned slightly, mentally cursing herself for having already made plans. “shit, i can’t tonight, i’ve already told josh i’d meet him after i close the shop” she sighed, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth anxiously.

a flicker of sadness washed over rafe’s face, to quick for her to catch, but she felt the mood change immediately.

“who’s josh?” he questioned, his lips almost threatening a scowl. “oh, josh is just someone I met the other day, he came in looking for flowers, left with my number. you know, the usual..” she sighed, the memories of numerous failed situationships crossing her mind.

“huh..” he scoffed, the protective setting in his brain switching on in full effect.

he’d always been protective of her, some may say even overbearingly protective, but she didn’t mind. she knew he meant well, but what she didn’t know, was that there had always been another reason for scaring away any boy that came near her.

“oh shush, he’s sweet. nothing like the last few, you don’t have to worry” she laughed, observing the frown that had settled over his face. “and don’t go scaring him off either!” she scolded, pointing a finger at him accusingly.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about y/n..” rafe smirked, chuckling at her. “yeah whatever, i’m serious, i want this to go well rafe”

nodding, he felt a light tug in his chest as she spoke, somewhat disappointed about her new situation. if he didn’t know better, he’d be worried about it, but he wasn’t, y/n just had bad luck when it came to men.

quickly bidding each other goodbye, and making yet another promise to see eachother again soon, he left the shop, leaving y/n in deep thought about her choices.

-

it was only a couple weeks later when the ringtone of his phone sounded around his car. his brows raised as he read the name, flower. sighing, he swiped his thumb along the screen, holding the phone up to his ear.

“y/n, are you okay?” he asked, nervous for the answer. “r-rafe, are you busy?” her whimpering voice echoed through the phone while a pang of hurt spread through his chest.

“where are you” he barked, alarm bells ringing in his head as soon as she spoke. “i-im at my apartment..” quickly turning the key in the ignition, he put the car into gear. “i’m on my way, won’t be long m’kay”

satisfied with her agreement, rafe set off in the range rover, luckily not far from her house already.

screeching to a halt, he jumped out of the vehicle, practically running up the stairs of her apartment building before letting himself in.

his eyes widened as he found her in a heap on the living room floor. “flower? what happened?”

“h-he was seeing another girl..” she cried, sniffles erupting from her. “who?”

“josh!” she snapped, craning her head to stare at him in irritation. “oh shit..” he muttered.

squatting down beside her, he wrapped two strong arms around her before hoisting her up from the floor. “what are you doing?” she whispered, flailing for a second before relaxing in his tight grip. “well, if you want to feel better, you certainly can’t do it on the floor y/n..”

lying down on the couch, he placed her between his legs, allowing her to get comfortable, just like they used to when they were younger.

shuffling around, she finally settled, resting her head on his stomach. “so what happened y/n?”

“i had a gut feeling he was being shady, so i followed him after he left my apartment, and he was meeting another girl at the island club..” she whimpered, leaning into his touch and he combed his fingers through her hair.

“i just don’t understand why i can’t find someone who loves me, just me!” she exclaimed as hot tears ran down her cheeks. biting his tongue, rafe listened intently as she ranted to him, allowing her to feel comfortable enough to do so.

he struggled as she went on about being unloveable, not good enough, all sorts of unkind things. his tongue poked into his cheek as he sighed in frustration. to him, none of these things were true at all.

“i know someone who loves you, just you..” he mumbled, looking down at her flushed face in awe. craning her neck, she frowned at him. “what did you say?”

“i didn’t say anything..” her frown only got bigger. “liar! what did you say!” she giggled, turning to rest on her knees. “nothing at all” he smirked, amused by her determination.

“you, rafael cameron are a liar, tell me what you said!” she shrieked, a hearty laugh escaping her lips as she moved to straddle him.

“you must be hearing things flower, i didn’t say a word!” he joked, fidgeting with her fingers as she glared at him. “pink promise me right now, that you didn’t say anything!”

bowing his head, he turned away from her invasive stare. “you really want to know what i said?” he groaned, ready to jump off the deep end. “yes” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“i said, i know someone who loves you, and only you..” he smiled sheepishly, concentrated on gaging her reaction. “oh yeah? who’s that?”

sighing, he swept a palm across his forehead in frustration. “you’ve never been dumb y/n, figure it out…”

after a few minutes, rafe got impatient with her lack of common sense, watching as she gesticulated furiously, lecturing him on make jokes about such a thing when she’s feeling so awful.

“you really are something else huh..” he chuckled, pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose. “what?” she snapped.

sighing, he reached up quickly, cupping her cheeks before pulling her down to meet his lips.

their lips met one another’s with such passion as well as confusion, but y/n wasn’t stopping. her hands quickly found the back of his neck as she pulled him in closer.

pulling away slightly, he trailed wet kisses along her neck and jaw, eliciting quiet whines from her mouth. “you have no idea…how long i’ve waited for this..” he groaned breathlessly, swiftly moving to discard his clothes. mimicking his actions, she stared at him almost in disbelief. “you and me both” she smiled, lipstick and mascara now smeared along her cheeks.

hastily undoing her bra, he pushed her back down onto the couch gently before lowering himself to the floor infront of her. he pressed soft kisses to her inner thighs, while she mewled beneath his tight grip on her hips.

“gotta get rid of these flower..” he whispered, leaving a tentative kiss on her clothed clit.