you love trips with your boys, but you have to admit, sometimes the open road can leave you completely fed up. so you need to be calmed.
based off of the jj x jombee road trip au by @princessbrunette !
it's been hours since the last rest stop. the car is hot and stuffy, even with all the windows open. everything is too much. right now you're laying in the back of the twinkie, not even strapped into any of the haphazard seats.
jj looks back from the passenger seat, tsking before reaching back to tap your arm, “gotta sit up, not safe like that, you know it” he chastises. you huff, complying anyway. if jj’s concerned about it then it must be quite dangerous if not completely fatal.
“when are we stopping again?” you moan, stretching your legs out in front of you. “I'm so bored. and hot. and tired and… ugh!”
john b looks back, “do you need a bit of help calming down?” he speaks in that ever knowing tone, which only makes you more irritated for some reason, though you nod grumpily. he chuckles at your answer, “alright, just wait a few minutes n’ we’ll do that for you.”
about five minutes later john b pulls over, letting jj take his place in the driver's seat before climbing into the back with you. “okay, come here.” he beckons you to come straddle his lap where he's sitting on the floor against one of the benches. you crawl over just as the car starts to move again.
you frown, “what are we doin’?” you ask, the question inciting a sound of amusement from your brunette boyfriend. he raises an eyebrow and gives a distinct look that clearly says ‘guess!’. and you give in, because it is pretty obvious.
“gotta get you calmed down sweetheart, you're gonna drive yourself crazy like this.” he speaks as he starts to guide your hips in movement. he moves your dress up to expose your panties before pulling you back down on his jean clad crotch.
you let out a small whimper upon the initial contact. though you're naturally relaxing into him, head falling down onto his shoulder. he hums in praise as he continues to aid your movements. “there you go, that's it.” he strokes the back of your neck gently, turning to kiss the side of your head. “doin’ soo good.”
you moan and whine softly at the pleasure you feel in your core. “thankyou, jombee.” you murmur, clinging to him as you continue to roll your hips. you love that john b always knows exactly what you need, and exactly how to give it to you.
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