#rudypankow smut

[maybank-archives]

sweet touch - jj maybank

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warning: minors DNI! NSFW, smut, virginity loss, praise-ish talk, sexual content overall. words count: 1.6k author’s notes:  i'm back!!! part 2 to sweet desire is finally out! you can find part one here but you can totally read this by its own. it's a bit long because as usual i got carried away with the context. :) also happy birthday rudy!

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JJ holds my hand tightly as we enter the chateau quietly, the moment that we step into his bedroom, he locks the door pressing our bodies on the wall. His tongue slips through my parted lips and fills my mouth, I wrap my arms around his neck and eagerly return the kiss, the way his hands are pulling me close to him triggers an instant feeling of arousal that spirals to my core.

He reaches down and cups my ass, he breaks the kiss breathlessly. “Is that too much?.” he asks, staring at me, my only response is to shake my head.

“You can stop me any time.” His expression is serious.

“I-i don’t want you to stop.” I whisper, he grins at my response pressing my lower body to his.

It’s true, it’s a night of firsts to me but I feel my body hot and desperate for JJ.

Plus, I’m good. I'm not saving myself for the love of my life or something like that, sex could be a big event for some people, but personally, I’m just doing what feels good, and God, this feels awesome.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” he growls against my neck planting wet kisses at every spot. “you’re so hot.”

The tension between my legs grows and grows until I’m shamelessly grinding against his thigh in a desperate attempt to ease the desire.

“JJ.” I moaned under my breath involuntarily.

“Yes, cupcake,” he replies without lifting his gaze, his mouth exploring every inch of my neck while his hands are busy grabbing my body eagerly.

“Take my clothes off…please.” he froze for a second, lifting his eyes with a smirk on his face.

“Since you insist.” He comes closer to me, slowly lifting my shirt, as soon as my top goes through my head, his eyes fall into my breast, "fucking beautiful." he grabs my waist and guides me to the bed, my calves bump the edge of the bed frame.

“Lie back, beautiful.” JJ demands, I do as he says and fall back on my elbows.

I watch JJ take my pants off whilst staring at my body only in lingerie. It’s like he’s scanning every part of me to keep on his memory. He kneels in between my legs on the floor, his fingers reach my bra and tug to the side exposing my nipples.

I close my eyes feeling his warm breath on my skin, he flicks his tongue over one nipple, pushing my breast deeper in his mouth, I whimper in response, JJ squeezes the other one before releasing my nipple with a wet sound. He placed his hands on my thighs. “You okay?” I nod wordlessly.

He lowers himself, licking his lips as he watches me spreading my legs and pushing my panties off, he swallows as he could taste me already. “Fuck.” he groans squeezing my thighs. He slowly runs his finger into my folds, teasing my clit. His finger comes back wet, he smirks once again before bringing his mouth to my pussy. My eyes get shut immediately.

His tongue travels down from my slit to my opening nonstop, he licks his way back to my swollen clit flicking his tongue against it, my moans become more desperate just like my hips as it keeps rocking as he teases me.

JJ finally eases the tip of his index finger inside me, I let out a throaty cry

“Good baby?” He murmurs, gazing up at me.

“Mmm-hmmm”

JJ’s strokes are slow, his tongue is now tracing circles on my clit as his fingers inch deeper into me. He gets up without taking his finger inside me. “You’re so tight princess and, God…so wet,” he murmurs as he slowly brings his finger to his mouth, licking them. “I could keep tasting you all night baby girl.”

That’s it. I couldn’t be more horny.

As he gets up on his knees, I can’t help to notice the bulge marked on his pants, he takes his shirt and pants promptly. I saw JJ shirtless all the time and it’s always breathtaking, but this time it’s different.

“Um, J?.” I asked

“Yes, baby girl?

“Can I?” I blurred the words staring at his crotch.

“As much as I would love this, I think tonight is all about you y/n.” he approaches me

It’s inevitable to not ask for it. What’s happening to me?

“Please?” I insisted, sitting on the edge of the bed

“Fuck Y/N, are you trying to make me come right now?” he asks, grabbing my chin “You don’t have to do this.” He whispered pecking my lips

“I know”

I adjust myself sitting on my knees, my fingernails reaching right under the waistband, he brings his hands closer to mine pushing his underwear off, my hands go to feel his thighs and abs and they slide until I take his cock in my hand.

JJ hisses softly when I start moving my hand in firm strokes. I leaned forward moving my mouth closer, I tasted the precum on the tip of his cock. JJ hums in approval, I could see him trying to keep his balance standing.

The movements started slow, it was probably like teasing for JJ, my free hand reached for his balls massaging them softly, as I started to pick up the rhythm, my mouth took him further, hollowing my cheeks and fluttering my tongue against him, his hips began to twitch.

“You are doing s’good baby.” JJ praises, placing his hand on the back of my head.

It felt intoxicating, I lifted my head almost entirely off him and sucked vigorously on the tip until he was writhing, I kept taking his cock as far into my mouth as I could, swallowing around him. Each time his length was close to my throat JJ let out a curse between his lips.

“Oh fuck.” He growled as I moved. The wet sounds of my mouth around his cock filled the room, along with the heavy breathing and his quiet groans which were growing louder by the second.

“Let me cum inside you baby girl, I won’t last with this pretty mouth around me.” JJ says lowering himself, smashing his lips against mine, our tongues clashing exploring each other eagerly.

He climbs on top of my body, forcing me to adjust myself on the bed. He reaches for a condom in his drawer, rolling it down effortlessly the length of his shaft. I swallow hard, preparing myself mentally.

“Are you sure about this?” He asks spreading my legs open

“Yes.” I replied, breathing my nervousness away.

His features are serious as he brings his erection to my opening. He slides forward, and I tense involuntarily. He puts just the tip and I can feel the pressure. His cock is a lot thicker than the one finger he’d just had inside me. “Are you okay?” His voice is husky with a tone of concern

“Yes.” I say again

JJ tries to stay still, I can see him trying to control himself, It’s a weird sensation, but not completely unpleasant.

“I’m going to let you get used to it, k?” He says adjusting himself without making harsh movements.

“I’m good, Y-you can go faster,” I say

“I don’t want to hurt you, baby girl.”

“J….” I said looking up at him with doe eyes

“You look so even hotter when you beg.”

The pain is starting to turn into anticipation, JJ keeps his strokes slow without thrusting all of his length but as he reads my mind he brings his hand to my clit, massaging it helping ease the tension. I can resist lifting my hips moving close to him.

“You are taking me so well baby.” he croaks “Can you handle more? he asks receiving a nod in response.

“I need words, baby.”

“Yes J.”

“Good girl”

He takes his hands off my clit, making me whimper, but my disappointment is replaced by a wave of pleasure as he holds my waist while his erection inches out, slightly, then glides back in.

A gasp escapes my lips.

“Do that again, please.”

JJ gives me a small chuckle as he repeats his moves. His mouth finds mine in a tender kiss, and then his hips begin to move faster. I hold on tight, digging my fingers into his strong back. He sinks his hands to the side deepening the contact.

“God, you feel amazing.” JJ moans

He fills me, over and over again, each long stroke intensifying the ache inside me, my skin is hot. I need more. My clit is swollen, throbbing. JJ slides his fingers again in between my legs, giving me extra stimulation which feels amazing.

“Y-yes J, don't stop please.”

“I won’t baby, I want you to come for me, you’ve done so well.”

As he increases the pace, snapping his hips forward, his cock hits the spot deep inside, my mouth goes dry with saliva with the sensation.

“J..I-i’m gonna cum.” I arch my spine and slam my eyes shut, biting my lips containing the urge to moan loudly, my body shivered with ecstasy as JJ kept rubbing my clit. I whine with the familiar feeling of lust filling me.

“Oh fuck” he curses slamming on more time, his body slows as he grunts in a release.

His forehead is covered in sweat, his body collides by my side as we both breathe heavily.

“That was amazing,” JJ whispers “Are you ok?.”

“Oh my God, yes,” I reply, trying to control my breath.

“I guess there’s a list of others first for you right baby?.” JJ stares at me with a lazy smirk on his face.

You chuckle at his comment "Yes Maybank, will you help me with those too?"

"When can we start?."

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[babeydollx]

Jealousy | JJ Maybank

୨୧ Warnings: cursing, smut, oral sex, fingering.

୨୧ Pairings: JJ Maybank x Female Reader

୨୧ Summary: In which, JJ gets jealous of Y/N's friendship with John B after Y/N comes back from a 2 month long trip.

୨୧ Word Count: 1.5k

୨୧ Author's Note: Damn, this was the first fic I ever wrote two years ago, it's fairly obvious by the writing lmao. I am going to be reuploading all of my fics to match the changes I am making to my blog so.

© Babeydollx 2024, please do not steal, copy, modify, repost, or translate my work.

You sat by the fire. Taking in the crisp autumn air around you, you’re happy to finally get to see your friends again, especially your boyfriend. You’ve been gone for two months with your parents because of your father’s work. JJ walks over to you with two beers in hand then passes you one.

“I’m so glad I get to see you again babe..” JJ smiled sitting down before giving you a gentle kiss on your head. You smile and rest your head on his shoulder. “I’m glad too. I really missed this.” You said as he wrapped an arm around you. “Hey! Don’t hog Y/N! We missed her too.” Kiara said with a chuckle as she sits beside you, pulling you away from JJ into a hug. You laugh and hug her back, then look over to JJ. He looked annoyed.

“Ok Kie.. I get that you missed her but, I’d like to spend sometime with my girlfriend. It’s been two months since I’ve got to see her.” JJ said with a sigh. “Oh come on JJ.” John B said as he sat down with the rest of you. “She’s our best friend too, we missed her as much as you did.” “Sorry babe.. looks like you have to share for a little bit.” You giggled softly but blew him a kiss to make him feel better.

JJ chuckled quietly and pretended to catch it in his hand and put his hand over his heart. “Okay I get that you two love birds missed each other, but please, save that shit for later.” Pope said as he sipped his beer. You jokingly flipped him off. That’s how your relationship with Pope worked, you both teased and made fun of each other, that’s how you bonded.

Pope rolled his eyes playfully and took another sip of his beer. “But really Kie, now you’re hogging her, let JB and I see her too.” he chuckled “Fineee..” Kiara chuckled and let go of you, so you went and sat in-between John B and Pope. John B hugged you, gently squeezing. You giggled and hugged him back. John B was your best friend. You had known him even before JJ met him.

After you got a few drinks into you, you were playfully messing with John B. “I- okay is this how it’s going to be? Fine.” John B laughed and started tickling you making you squeal. “I- ok ok.. I’m sorry just stop!” You giggled. JJ watched you and John B laugh and mess around, all you could see in his eyes was jealousy. He didn’t enjoy sharing you, even with your friends and seeing the way you were with John B right now made it worse. JJ looked away from both then got up to get another beer.

Pope, Kiara, and John B had already left so it was just you and JJ now. You were a little tipsy but still aware of your surroundings. JJ was drunk and sitting on the couch, he seemed annoyed. “Baby..? Are you ok?” You asked sitting beside him and took one of his hands into your own.

“Do you love me? Or are you just with me to get close to John B?” He said sounding irritated. “Wait.. JJ where is this coming from?” You cupped his face to make him look at you, worry filled your eyes. “You and John B. I saw the way you acted with him tonight. You barely even acknowledged me.” JJ frowned. Even though he was drunk he was still making sense.

“I mean.. I was with you the second I got home this morning, we were together all day today baby.. and I loved it, trust me. Nothing makes me happier than being with you but, I also wanted to spend time with you and John B, Kiara, and Pope. I missed them too baby.” You said as you frowned a little. “I- I know..” JJ sighed. “I just missed you so much and.. I didn’t want to share you. I wanted you for myself.” He said. “Mmm.. well nothing is new there..” You giggled softly. “Plus.. you wore my favorite bikini tonight. You looked… so fucking hot. I couldn’t even keep my eyes off you.” JJ said as he got close to your ear, his hot breath tickled your skin. “You have no idea how much I just wanted to fuck you.” He whispered.

You bit back a whimper. You could feel yourself getting wet. You then closed your legs tightly. JJ looked down and smirked. “Mmm.. don’t close those legs yet baby.” He said as he spread your legs again. He pulled at the strings on both sides of your bikini bottoms, making the fabric fall off, your pussy now exposed. He then did the same to your bikini top so you were now naked.

JJ studied your body for a moment biting his lip. JJ then tugged his swimming trunks off and stood up beside the couch. You giggled and got onto your knees knowing exactly what he wanted. Your mouth latched onto his cock as you started to suck. JJ let out a low groan as you kept bobbing your head now taking in his full length. JJ let out a loud moan before pulling you up to kiss you passionately. You slithered your tongue into the kiss as he grabbed your waist pulling you closer.

JJ pulled back then picked you up making your legs wrap around his waist and he took you to his room. He walked in, shut the door, and tossed you onto the bed. You giggled as he got on top of you and kissed you hungrily. JJ then kissed down your jawline, then down your neck, and then to your breasts. His mouth latched onto your left nipple as he massaged your right breast with his hand. You let out a moan and gently bit your lip. He then switched now sucking on your right nipple, massaging the left. “mm.. JJ just fuck me already.” You whimpered tugging at his hair.

“Patience Baby Girl..” He said as he kissed down your stomach. He then reached to where you wanted him most. He planted a kiss on your clit. You giggled softly and played with his hair. He then licked up your wet folds. You let out another moan as he began to pump a finger into you while licking your clit. You let out a loud moan and tugged on his hair. “I- mm.. JJ I’m close.” You moaned out.

“Then cum for me baby.” He smirked putting a second finger into you and went back to licking your clit at the same time. You kept moaning out feeling a knot in your stomach. JJ kept fucking you with his fingers faster, he was intent on making you cum right there. You let out one last moan as you released on his fingers, trembling and tugging at his hair. JJ licked your juices off his fingers then put your legs over his shoulders, positioning himself. He decided to tease you a little more first, rubbing the tip of his dick against your folds. “JJ please fuck me already..” You whimpered.

Without a warning JJ thrusted into you easily because of how wet you were. You let out a loud moan and grabbed the sheets. JJ began to pound into you. You kept moaning out and grabbed your breasts squeezing them. JJ grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, his eyes now trained on your breasts. He kept hitting your g-spot now making you scream.

“Mm.. you like that baby? Does that feel good?” He asked letting out a moan. You could barely form words, you were a moaning mess at this point and that turned him on more. JJ let go of your wrists and pulled out then flipped you onto your stomach. He slapped your ass hard before thrusting into your entrance again.

“Oh fuck Y/N! You feel so good!” JJ moaned out going faster. “I- fuck JJ!” You moaned out. “I- I’m close..” You gasped out and you grabbed onto the sheets. JJ slapped your ass again, there was now a red handprint on your ass. You moaned louder until you eventually reached your high and came. JJ thrusted into you a few more times before pulling out and releasing his seeds onto your back.

You giggled catching your breath and laid down. JJ laid beside you and held you close as you rested your head on his chest. “Damn.. that was.. so hot.” He said catching his breath. You giggled and bit your lip. “Yeah.. I missed our sex.”

“I’m sorry for getting so jealous over you and John B. It was dumb and childish, he’s your best friend..” JJ said kissing your head. “It’s ok baby..” You smiled and lifted your head up to kiss his cheek. “I love you Y/N.” He said kissing your head. “I love you too JJ.” You smiled holding onto him tightly. Your eyes slowly fluttered shut and you fell asleep in JJ’s arms.

୨୧ Author's Note: thank you so much for reading, angels!

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Brat | Rudy Pankow

➛ Warnings: cursing, smut, punishment?, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex

➛ Pairings: Rudy Pankow x Female Reader

➛ Summary: In which, Y/N decides to be a brat and ends up getting in trouble with her boyfriend, Rudy.

➛ Prompts: "What the hell did you just say to me?" and ""I'd hold onto something if I were you." and "You're gonna regret that, sweetheart."

➛ Requested: yes, this was a request for my... 1k celebration on my old blog I believe. I remember who requested it I just can't quite remember what event it was for.

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When you had woke up this morning, you had decided to be a brat and mess with Rudy. And did that end well for you? Nope, not at all. You knew that you would get a punishment out of it but, you honestly were just trying to get rough sex when you did it.

And now here you were. In the mess you made with Rudy. You were standing there in front of him, backed up against the wall. You had just told him that maybe you should go ask Drew for a good fuck and, that didn't end well.

"What the hell did you just say to me?"He asked with a growl.

"I said maybe I should go ask Drew for a good fuck instead." You said with a smirk. He was so fucking hot when he was mad. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you off, heading to the bedroom. On the inside you were lowkey excited for what would happen but at the same time nervous. 

He pulled you into your shared bedroom before shutting and locking the door. You stood there and watched him. He turned back around to face you.

"Get undressed and get on the bed on all fours now." He said. You smirked and got an idea since you had decided you're not done being a brat yet.

"No." You said with a smirk.

"Excuse me?" He asked and corked a brow.

"I said no." You said smirking. 

He growled under his breath and walked over to him before ripping your dress in half. You gasped when he did so. He then pulled the tore fabric off of you body then took your bra and panties off so you were now naked.

He then pushed you onto the bed. You laid there and decided to just stay there this time. He then began to get undressed until he was also fully naked. He tossed his clothes aside and then walked over to the bed before getting onto the bed and hovered over you.

"I will give you one last chance to apologize." Rudy said. 

"Bite me." You said with a smirk. 

"You're gonna regret that, sweetheart."He said. He threw your legs over his shoulders and then aligned his cock with your entrance before looking up at you.

"I'd hold onto something if I were you."He said. You knew that meant that he was about to be rough with you so you decided to hold onto the bars of the headboard. He then, with zero warning, thrusted into you roughly.

You gasped and you both moaned out when he did so. He began to thrust into you, slowly picking up the pace with each thrust. You moaned out and threw you head back, holding into the headboard tightly.

He kept picking up the pace, going faster and faster until he was now fucking you at an ungodly pace. Your whole body moved every time he thrusted into you and your grip on the headboard began to loosen.

Since your grip on the headboard was loosening and you didn't know what the hell would happen if you decided to let go, you quickly wrapped your arms around Rudy's neck instead. 

"Fuck! God Y/N, you feel so good." He said as he groaned out. He somehow thrusted into you even faster and harder. As he kept going faster, you dug your nails into his back. He groaned out when you did so, the pain adding onto his pleasure.

"Fuck Rudy!" You screamed out. 

"Fuck, I'm close baby girl." He groaned out.

"I'm close too Ru!" You moaned out. You felt that familiar knot already brewing in your stomach and you clenched around his hard cock. You could tell that Rudy was also ready to cum now too, since his thrusts were getting sloppy.

"Come on, cum for me baby." He said. With that your eyes rolled back and your whole body began to tremble. Your back arched off the bed as you squirted on his cock. He thrusted into you a few more times before coming himself, shooting his load deep inside of you, painting your walls white. 

He then lowered your legs off of his shoulders before collapsing onto you gently. You put your hands through his hair and giggled softly. 

"Fuck baby, I love that sweet pussy so much." He said catching his breath. 

"Oh yeah?" You asked with a giggle. Rudy just nodded. "Well, are you down for a round 2?" You asked with a smirk.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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-Summary:  Y/n Y/l/n is always ready to run,from the cops,towards trouble,on an adventure,whatever she can get an adrenaline rush from.

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[igigix]

Could you pls do a virgin reader x Rio

You’re my favorite Rio writer 💗

Aww thank you so much! <3 <3 Enjoy this headcanon.

Headcanon: We burnin

- Rio (Good Girls) x Female Reader/You -

-> 18+ readers only!

-> English is not my native language, so bear with me because there will probably be some grammatical mistakes.

Rating: Mature, Explicit, NSFW.

Warnings: Smut. Language.

Rio’s behavior changed drastically when he discovered you were a virgin.

His kisses got more cautious.

He was holding back, keeping himself under control.

And you hated it. Part of you wants to see what he looks like when he lets go.

He stopped you instantly every time you tried to go further.

“Slow down, Mama.”

“You’re my girl, and I want you to feel good when… you’re ready for me, Yeah?”

Two months of foreplay were torturous and agonizing. Always leaving you, aching and throbbing with desire.

You’re at home, chilling when you stumble upon an interesting article.

“How to sext with confidence” by cosmopolitan.

According to the article, sexting is one of the hottest ways to connect with someone. Whether at the beginning stages of a relationship or a longer-term commitment, a lil sext here and there is a fun way to mix things up.

Which gives you an idea. You walk into the restroom with your phone and look in the mirror.

You were wearing a green silk blouse. Rio had never seen you naked, but you noticed how he gazed at your generous chest.

You undo some buttons to reveal your black lace underwire demi bra and snap a few pictures.

Before you lose your courage and change your mind, you pick a photo and quickly send it to him.

You expected him to respond by text, but your phone rings after only a few minutes. He’s freaking calling you.

“So that’s how you wanna play it, huh?” He says with a deep, raspy tone. Just the sound of his voice alone causes your body to react.

“I need you, and I want to please you.” You reply.

“You ain’t making things easy for me. Keep that energy when I’m home ‘cause baby, I’m gonna ruin you. You feel me?”

And boy, he did ruin you. You were anticipating a lot of discomfort and roughness. Instead, he offered you gentleness. His fingers brushed over your skin in such a manner that it both soothed and aroused you. He set your body on fire. He knew exactly what he needed to do. He’s a skilled and intuitive lover. There’s no denying it. He had a way of touching you that brought your skin to life.

“You’re so beautiful all spread out like this… just for me.”

It hurt a little at first. He let you a moment to adjust.

His strokes were passionate, slow. You enjoyed being overwhelmed by his love as he carried you to the highest point of bliss.

He continued to thrust into you until you were a quivering mess.

“I know, sweetheart. Let it go.” He groans and throbs inside you deeper to your very core.

You both come, panting each other’s name.

He pulls out as you fall into the bed, your breathing ragged.

You’re shaking. He lowers himself over you, carefully pressing your bodies together until you cease trembling.

You were limp, covered with sweat.

With a long, fervent kiss, he lifts you from the bed and takes you to the bathroom in bridal style to shower.

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Enough is Enough

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AN: Hi! Here it finally is! This took me a long ass time to make and I've never written smut before so idk how it is but it was definitely fun to write! I hope you enjoy it!

JJ Maybank X Reader 

Summary: You and JJ have been pining over each other for years now, constantly hurting each other without knowing. Your friends can’t stand by any longer and decide it’s time to interfere.

Warnings: SMUT!! unprotected sex (wrap before you tap guys) I think that’s it honestly

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It had started as a game. An unspoken game of who could break who first. You and JJ had known each other for years, the feelings between you two and the subsequent sexual tension between you rising with every passing glance, every hug, every lingering kiss to the cheek. The game however, was between John B and Kie. Which one of them could get their respective best friends to admit it first. They’d wagered a decent chunk of cash on it, Pope constantly rolling his eyes at the two for meddling. “It’s not our job to push them, they’ll get there on their own.” He’d say, but they’d just shake their heads and laugh.

Kie’s argument was that she was done watching you pine over JJ for years, your heart shattering every time he’d bring a new girl home to the Chateau, for you to listen to while he wished it were you under him. She was done with watching JJ sulk, drinking away his feelings so much he’d pick up a Touron that always had some semblance of you in them; They’d wear your signature color, they’d use a similar shampoo, or JJ’s personal favorite, they’d drink the same cherry flavored liquor at the boneyard. Kissing them always tasted like how he’d imagine you did. And John B? Well he was sick and tired of listening to JJ fuck some tourist, only to kick them out the next day, slam the door to his room, and cry.

At this point, John B and Kiara had decided that enough was enough. Their usual jealousy attempts to try and get one of you to admit it only resulted in one of you starting a fight and then not admitting as to why you were mad. John B decided he was just going to tell you what was going on, even if it meant that JJ would kill him. He had watched the two of you suffer in silence long enough.

You two were breaking each other by holding onto your feelings as long as you had, and they decided enough was enough. Which leads you to tonight. You had no idea that Kie and John B had this bet going, and you had no clue that JJ felt the same way. You washed your sorrows down with that cherry flavored liquor JJ longed to taste on your tongue so much. Kie had dressed you in her clothing, saying “You deserve to feel like an expensive bitch every once in a while!” Which made you laugh. JJ was chatting up some girl in the corner, and everytime you looked over, you felt your eyes burn with tears that refused to leave. Respectively, every time JJ looked your way, watching you dance around, sweaty and care free and absolutely beautiful, his heart panged, aching to be the one grabbing your waist, pulling you back into him, whispering the things in your ear he dreamed of doing to you when you two left. It was killing him.

As if almost on cue, John B and Kie looked at each other, determined for this plan to work. Pope took notice of this and rolled his eyes.

“You’re crazy if you think this will work.” He laughed. “You’re last six attempts all tanked bro, just give it up. They’re both too fucking stubborn.”

“Pope, they’re killing each other. It’s getting painful to watch.” Kie stated, taking a sip.

“Hey, it’s your guy’s funeral when JJ goes insane and punches you.” He pointed a finger at John B. John B just shrugged and stood up, setting his cup down in the sand, he walked over to where you were dancing with some guy who obviously was a Touron considering his Outerbanks t-shirt and bad sunburn.

“Mind if I cut in with the lady?” He asked, sending you a wink. You laughed and took his outstretched hand, not giving a second thought about the boy behind you. Dancing with John B always made you feel the happiest at parties. He knew how to make you laugh, never judged your horrid dance skills, and most importantly, he took your mind off of a certain blonde haired boy. You never looked at John B as more than just your best friend, your brother. He was there for you through everything, and you for him as well, which is why it surprised you when tonight he turned you around, his chest pressed to your back. He pulled you close, dancing against you. He leaned down and whispered in your ears.

“Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you, and know that I hate that I’m the one who’s saying it to you.” You felt a rush of anxiety wash over you. Was this where he tells you he knows you like JJ, and he doesn’t feel the same? Is he going to admit to something that you don’t reciprocate? Your mind wandered, worry radiating off of you. You nodded, and waited for your heart to break.

JJ, sitting on the other side of the beach, took notice of this. He watched as his best friend walked over to the girl he loved, sweeping her off her feet as he pulled her to dance with him. He watched as John B spun you around, grinding against you. He balled his fists and his jaw clenched. He watched as John B leaned down to whisper in your ear. What could he have possibly said that made your face red. That should be him. That should be him holding you, dancing with you, making you smile, blush, giggle, scream, all of it. He noticed when you nodded, his mind wandering. What had you agreed to? Were you about to hook up with his best friend. His best friend that he never told his feelings about. Did he deserve to be this upset at John B? JJ never told a single soul his feelings for you, thinking if only he knew, it would just go away. He didn’t blame John B for wanting you. Your carefree spirit, your infectious laugh, the way you care so deeply for others around you. He noticed when John B said something, and your beautiful eyes met his in an instant. He noticed that John B was still talking, but your eyes were glazed over, focusing on JJ’s, not paying attention to what he was saying. He noticed when you left John B’s grasp, shaking your head, tears threatening to spill over. He noticed when you backed away, turning and walking quickly up to the Chateau. He never stood up so quickly. He walked over to John B, his voice strained, slightly raised.

“What the fuck just happened, bro?” JJ asked. Kie and Pope watched the scene unfold, walking over to join their friends. “What was that.”

“I told her bro, I told her everything.” John B stated, treading carefully with his words so as to not provoke his already ansty friend.

“What exactly is everything.” JJ stated through gritted teeth.

“You know, J.” JJ went to raise a fist, not sure if he was angry at John B for telling you, or angry at himself that he couldn’t. John B grabbed his arm, pushing his back.

“You were never going to tell her, and I was so sick of listening to her cry every goddamn night over something that wasn’t even true. So go, tell her yourself. Fill in the gaps, go and get the girl, for once JJ.” John B was staring at JJ so intently, his hands bunched in the collar of JJ’s shirt. His words were harsh, and they hit JJ like a truck. Did this mean maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way about him? How could he have been so stupid to parade a string of women in front of you. JJ looked at John B, nodding, and pulling his hands off him. He looked over at Kie, who sent him a sympathetic smile. Turning on his heels, he walked up to the Chateau.

The sand under his feet shifted with every step, his heart pounding beneath his chest. What if you really didn’t feel the same? What if you were utterly repulsed by the idea of him seeing you the way he did. His thoughts raced as he pulled open the old wooden door. There you were, sitting on the couch, your head in your hands, gripping the strands of your hair tightly. The creak of the door surprised you, and you lifted your head to be met with the most beautiful shade of blue staring back at you.

“Y/N, I…” JJ started, but you held your hand up, signaling for him to stop. You stood up slowly, wiping away the stray tears that had fallen, running a hand through your hair.

“I just wanna know why. Why would you bring your parade of Touron sluts through the door, practically throwing them in my face. All I did was lay on this couch and cry my eyes out as I listened to you fuck the shit out of someone I wished was me? God! Why didn’t you just tell me?” You practically screamed. All the pent up anger had been released, and you were left with your chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. You watched as his face went from guilty, to angry within a few seconds.

“You didn’t say anything either, Y/N! You don’t get to pin it all on me! How was I supposed to know someone like you would ever go for trailer trash that is JJ fucking Maybank?” The veins in his neck were bulging out, his eyes ablaze, until they softened watching the realization cross your face at his words. “Look…” His hand came up to his face, rubbing his eyes to try and stop the tears from leaking out. “I never, in a million years thought that you would go for me, so I pushed the feelings down, drawing them in women I wished were you, and crying myself to sleep after. I fucking hate myself for it.” He was tugging on his hair at this point, walking over to the counter in the kitchen and placing his palms on the surface, his jaw clenched. His back was to you, and you walked over to him, placing a hand on his back.

“Hey, J, look at me, please.” You pleaded, and after a moment, he turned around to face you. The air between you was limited, and thick with the tension between you two. You were both heated, buzzing from the booze and weed, and high off of the mutual knowledge that both of your feelings were reciprocated. “I...look, I don’t care about what’s happened in the past. If I keep thinking about it, it’ll just mess up everything, and I have you now. And I’m so fucking in love with you it hurts.” Your hand came up to cup his cheek, his face nuzzling into the warmth of your palm. He looked at you, searching your eyes for any trace of regret for the words that just passed your lips. All he found was love, and adoration. His rough hands came up to both sides of your face, behind your neck, pulling you in.

“God, I fucking love you too.” He muttered, before his lips crashed onto yours. After a brief second of “Holy shit, JJ is in love with me too, wait, JJ is literally kissing me.” you began to feverishly kiss back. The hand that was cupping his face went behind his head to thread through his hair, tugging slightly. The action caused him to gasp slightly, allowing you to slip your tongue into his mouth. He growled slightly against your mouth, one hand staying in your hair while the other went to your hips, spinning you around so you were pressed against the counter. He bit your lip before trailing his lips down your neck, leaving hot wet kisses on the soft skin. You breathed out a few moans, feeling his arousal press against your stomach. He brought his lips up to your ear.

“God, I love you so much, Y/N.” His breath was hot in your ear, and he attached his lips back to yours a second later. He trailed his hands down your back, under your butt to your thighs, lifting you up onto the counter, stepping in between your open legs, pulling your waist towards him.

“I love you too, J. So fucking much.” You mumbled against his lips, your words getting lost in his mouth, his tongue teasing yours. His hands at your waist began to play with the hem of your tank top, signaling he wished to take it off. You pushed his shoulders back slightly, gripping your shirt from the bottom and lifting it over your head. His eyes darkened at the sight of you, clad in a simple dark blue bra. You smiled at his reaction and pulled his head back to yours, kissing him greedily. You began to pull at the hem of his top as well, beginning to strip it off, your lips only leaving his for the brief second the shirt passed over his head. Your hands trailed down his abs, your nails scratching at the skin. You felt his breathing hitch at the feeling, and he groaned into your mouth. You started trailing kisses from his mouth to his neck, biting every so often. When you got to the spot under his jaw, he moaned, and you stayed there, sucking harshly at the skin. The grip on your waist tightened, and you felt the prominent bulge of him through his pants against you again.

“God, Y/N. I need you. I need you so fucking bad it hurts.” He spoke through closed teeth, you could practically hear them grinding together. His breath was heavy and uneven, and you could tell how bad he wanted you.

“Then take me, J. It’s been too fucking long. Take me and make me yours.” He wasted no time at your words, beginning to unbutton the front of your jean shorts, his fingers fumbling slightly. Before you could even think, he lifted you up slightly, pulling them down your legs, leaving you in nothing but your underwear and bra. He began unbuttoning his own shorts, never breaking his kiss with you, letting them drop to his ankles before stepping out of them. His hands went around your back, unclasping your bra, pulling away slightly to remove it from your body. His eyes gazed hungrily at the new exposed skin of your breasts, you chest rising and falling with the intensity of his gaze. He pulled his hand around to the front of you, grazing your nipple slightly, watching as you let out a slight moan, lost in the pleasure. He leaned forward, attaching his mouth to the other one as his tongue and figures worked in harmony to cause sparks of pleasure in your lower belly.

“God, J….feels so good.” You breathed out, lost in the moment. You felt his mouth smirk against you, before he began leaving wet kisses down your stomach, lowering himself onto his knees between your legs. His hands went to your waist, gripping your hips as he pulled you forcefully forward to the edge of the counter, hooking his fingers in your panties at the same time. He slowly pulled them off of you, teasing you with light kisses to your inner thighs. Your hand reached down and threaded into his golden hair, desperate to hold onto something. He looked up at you through hooded eyes.

“I want to taste you...I’ve wanted to taste you for years, please baby, let me.” His eyes were pleading, and his voice begging. You couldn’t resist how sexy he looked at that moment, between your legs, begging to eat you out.

“Please J, yes…” That was all the encouragement he needed, as his mouth lurched forward, his tongue instantly finding your clit. You gripped his hair harder, letting out a loud moan at the sudden sensation. It fueled him further, as he began trailing his hand from your thigh to your opening, slowly sliding a finger inside you.

“You’re so tight, so wet for me baby...tell me it’s for me…” He mumbled against your clit, the vibrations sending shockwaves through your body.

“For you, JJ, all for you…” Your eyes rolled back at the sight of his before you, messy hair, flushed cheeks, his tongue drawing lazy figure eights on your clit and his finger pumping in and out of you. He smiled at your words, adding a second finger and pumping even faster. He began to curl them each time they entered you, hitting a spot inside of you you didn’t even know existed. Moans left your mouth without warning, and you could feel that familiar tingle in the pit of your stomach.

“J…’m close…” You breathed out, your voice raspy and loose from the pleasure you were feeling. He pulled away for only a moment to speak.

“Fall apart for me, Y/N” He dove right back, working your clit with his tongue. His words were enough to push you over the edge, your head falling back, unable to keep your eyes open any longer as you felt the waves of pleasure crashing over you. You knew JJ was skilled in bed, hell you heard it almost every night, but you had no idea he was this talented at all. Your entire body was buzzing, you didn’t even register him pulling away or standing up until his mouth was on your again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. The unfamiliar tang of sweetness was odd, but it gave you another surge of tightness in your body, and you wanted him all over again. You moaned into his mouth, bringing your hand up to the back of his neck, tugging at the strands at the base of his head, slightly damp from the activities you two were taking part in. Your other hand reached down to begin palming him through his boxers. You weren’t shocked at the size. You had seen him changing enough times to know that JJ Maybank was indeed packing down there, and your body tingled with excitement. He let out a pained groan into your mouth, making quick work to rid himself of his boxer briefs, leaving you both naked to the steamy air. Your hand made its way to his length, stroking him a few times before he forcefully grabbed your wrist, biting his lip.

“You keep doing that, Princess, and this will be over very...very quickly.” His breath was ragged and his voice rough, you could tell he was on edge. He took a deep breath before reaching his hand back up to cup your cheek to kiss you sweetly. He pulled away, looking you deep in the eyes. “You sure, baby?” His eyes were looking for any sense of doubt or disdain with the situation, but all he found was adoration.

“Please...please J, I need you…” Those words were all he needed, because the second you spoke, he grabbed your hip with one hand, using his other to guide himself into you. Both of you moaned at the feeling of finally being connected with each other. He gave you a few seconds to adjust, hooking his hand under your knee to bring your legs more around his waist, and began thrusting slowly. Your body was on fire, every movement felt like the most pleasurable feeling you have ever experienced. His hot breath was on your neck, and you were hyper aware of everything that was him; the taste of his tongue, the smell of his cologne lingering on his skin, the roughness of the calluses on his fingertips, the softness of his hair, the love pouring from his blue irises. You were completely encapsulated by everything that was JJ Maybank.

“God, baby..feel so good, you’re so good.” His moaning was the sexiest sound you had ever heard, and you knew you’d never get enough of it.

“JJ!” You gasped, feeling him hit that spot inside you again, tightening around him. His grip on your hips tightened, bruising the skin.

“Shit, do that again baby.” You did, and a string of curses left his mouth. “I don’t know how long I can last baby...I’ve waited too long...you feel too good.” You could tell by the strain in his voice he was holding back his high, trying to stick it out for you. You shushed him, petting his hair and kissing his neck.

“Let go baby, come for me, I want to watch you.” You whispered in his ear, and his head tipped forward onto your shoulder as his groan at your words echoed through the empty house. “Look at me, J. Look me in the eyes when you come inside me baby.” He lifted his head, and the second he made eye contact with you, he was done for. He released into you without a second though, riding out his high for as long as he could before his body was shuddering at the stimulation. His lip was cut slightly from how hard he had been biting it, and his pupils were blown wide from the pleasure. You grabbed his face, kissing him sweetly. Pulling away, you rested your forehead against his, catching your breath.

“Fuck, I love you. I’m so sorry I waited this long to tell you.” His words brought a calm wave over you, making you smile.

“I love you too, J. So much. And I don’t know exactly how this works, friends to more or whatever, but I know that I never want to not be able to kiss you again.” He giggled at your words, kissing you again. You were both so lost in each other, you almost didn’t notice the distant voices approaching. The rest of the Pogues were coming up to make sure you two didn’t kill each other. As soon as you heard Pope’s voice, you pushed JJ away, looking frantically for your scattered clothes. JJ hissed as he quickly pulled out of you, finding his boxer briefs and shorts quickly. You hopped off of the counter, pulling your shirt on frantically, and finding your shorts, sliding them over your legs and buttoning them quickly before the door loudly swung open.

“See, I told you they were fine.” Kie said, pointing in your direction. “Now can we leave them to sort their shit out.” She sounded annoyed that the boys had dragged her up here. John B and Pope were too busy assessing the situation in front of them to acknowledge her words. Both of you had wild, messy hair, flushed faces, and were standing at an awkward length from each other. John B noticed your bikini top sitting on the kitchen counter, your bottoms on the floor underneath it. He smirked, as Pope stared with wide eyes.

“Looks like they already figured it out.” His smug expression made your face flush even more so, not being able to look at anyone.

“You guys didn’t….on the freaking counter?!” Pope shook his head in disgust while JJ just smirked your direction.

“Wait you too...Oh my god! Finally!” Kie screamed with excitement. You laughed at her outburst, happy your friends didn’t seem to mind.

“I mean seriously, Y/N, next time you wanna hide it, maybe don’t leave your bikini sitting out...or put your shirt on backwards.” He smirked as you looked down confused, laughing at yourself. You had been in such a rush you hadn’t even noticed.

“Well, now that you guys are finally not pining anymore, can we get back to the party?” Kie said, laughing at you and your backwards shirt.

“I’m down, I’d love to show you off as my girl, babe.” JJ smirked again, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, making you blush further. You nodded as the five of you made your way back to the boneyard.

“Okay, but like, try and keep the macking in front of us to a minimum.” Pope said, looking at JJ, still scarred from almost walking in on you two going at it.

“No promises, man.” He laughed, turning his head to face you, leaning in to whisper just so you could hear him this time. “Now that I finally got you, no fucking promises at all.” You smiled up at him, eyes sparkling in the moonlight. You finally had JJ Maybank.

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Like a Virgin | JJ Maybank

gif by @rudypankows​ + edited by @heywards​

summary: dating jj was a dream come true, but his history with past tourons made you feel insecure as you were a virgin. finally building the confidence, you decide to finally have sex.

words: 3.4K

warnings: SMUT, fluff smut. fingering, hand job and hair pulling kink??? lil angst

a/n: it’s my first time writing something smutty to bare with. i really thought ill write something where it’s making love and not just hard core sex. i hope you enjoy it

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Handing Kiara the drinks for the table in the far right, something was eating you up. As you saw JJ waltz in with his wet curly hair, you knew he wanted to kiss. 

“Hey, pretty girl” JJ smiled leaning up on the counter and placing a small kiss on your lips.

“Hey! We both finish work in 10 minutes, you wanna stay?” You asked about trying to fill up the cans with new straws. 

JJ nodded biting his lips as that top wasn’t doing any favours. “ Do you maybe want to go back to yours… we can ditch the pogues?” 

You knew that invitation, you know JJ has needs which you understood but you were afraid. 

“I guess we can? Let’s just ask Kie, if it's okay first?” You whispered not meeting his gaze as you turned over to get more tissues.

Since you were occupied, JJ knew something was up, something was off; you wanted to be alone. Since Kie was your best friend and told her everything, JJ shot his shot.

“Kie? Is everything okay with Y/N?” JJ asked her and helped her carry the tray of dirty dishes. 

Kie nodded looking over at you as you managed to drop half the straws on the floor. 

“Maybe, I don't know. What did you do?” Kiara interrogated him, standing back so she could get an answer from him.

“I just asked her if she wanted to ditch you losers and be alone at her place.” JJ defended, there wasn’t anything wrong with that. 

“Ohhh. I get it… Well, head ups.” Kie spoke, slowly walking over to the counter. 

“Would you just tell me?” JJ’s frustration was getting the best of him. 

“She’s a Virgin… she hasn’t had sex before and since you have a reputation of doing it with every girl, she’s afraid that she isn’t going to be good.” Kiara let out, it wasn’t her place but JJ wouldn’t shut up unless Kiara told him.

JJ silently nodded looking over at you, giving you a small wave. 

“Don’t be a dick.!To some girls, losing their virginity is a big deal. If you really like her then you would respect that.” Kiara whispered trailing off towards the counter, handing you the dirty dishes. 

JJ was stunned, he didn’t even know you were a virgin and that somehow turned him on more. The innocence, the pleading and needing his touch, that sounded so much better than rough sex. 

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Saturday nights were date nights, you and JJ would spend hours watching the stars, drinking beer and occasionally kissing. Since John B was getting over some Touron who ditched him for Rafe, he tagged along but always managed to ruin the mood with his constant whines. 

“We are going to call it a night. John B” JJ said grabbing onto his shoulder, “Good luck.” 

JJ being the perfect gentleman he is, he opened the chateau door for you and directed you to the spare bedroom. He closes the door behind you and slowly pulls you closer to him. 

One arm loops around your waist, whilst the other firmly stays on the back of your head. You grip onto his t-shirt as your body is now touching his. Being smaller than JJ, JJ pulled your onto his lap letting you get comfy. 

His free hand slowly moves down your back, letting the shivers take over you. His fingers slowly dipping into the waistline of your shorts.

Knowing what he is doing, and out of fear you moved his hand back up.

“JJ…” 

“What’s wrong?” He asks, gently planting a small kiss to your nose. 

“Can… Can we maybe, slow down…” You nervously said, avoiding to meet his gaze.

“Of course” JJ responded, but looked at you with concern. “You good?” 

“Yeah, I just like the way things are…” You assured him hoping he doesn’t think you aren’t interested, you are but you were afraid. 

“Oh fuck..” JJ swore, moving his hand away from your back as he gently rubbed circles on your upper arm.

“Better?” 

“Better.” 

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The next day was pretty much a normal day, you noticed JJ wasn’t there taking up the majority of the bed. You rubbed your eyes as you replayed the events of last night, how stupid you were. 

You knew JJ was going to break up with you, you knew he loved sex but being afaird of not being good enough like the other girls made you avoid it as much as possible.

“How was date night?” Kiara barged in, looking over at you. 

You didn’t respond nor look at her. 

“Everything okay?” Kiara asked slumping down to the bed, pulling you into her embrace.

“Do you think JJ is going to break up with me?” You whispered, playing with her bracelets.

“Why would you think that? The boy adores you.” Kiara reassured you but that wasn’t enough, it was never enough. 

“I think he wants to have sex… he made a move yesterday and I freaked out.” You sniffled as you let the tears invade Kiara’s skin. 

“Hey hey.” Kiara gently stroked your hair, shaking her head.

“JJ understands, he gets that you want to take things slow…” 

“But he loves sex, he used to boast about it all the time. All those Touron girls he hooked up with, I can’t compete with them.” You semi yelled, letting your insecurities get the best of you. 

Kiara felt sympathy for you, she warned you about JJ’s exotic past but if she knew you would beat yourself up because of this, she wouldn’t have opened her mouth. 

“Those Touron girls are rats. You don’t need to be like them or have their experience. Being a virgin makes the male 10x more attractive to you. Trust me.”

And you did, you trusted Kiara. Tonight was the night you would let JJ touch you, feel you and pleasure you. It was time and you were ready, you think.

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Honestly, the last couple of hours of preparation was making you even more nervous. He was about to come over, he didn’t even know that you were going to give yourself to him.

You had Kiara’s words repeating in your head, don’t ever feel like you have to do anything you don’t want to.

“Baby? Are you here?” JJ called out looking through all the doors to find his girl.

“In here.” You demanded, sitting seductively on the bed with nothing but a sheet around you. 

JJ opened the door and his eyes trailed onto your body, he bit his lip as he noticed you were definitely naked underneath. 

“I-I um” JJ stuttered as he was trying to form the words to compliment you.

“Just sit.” You chuckled, pulling him down next to you. 

“Baby, what’s going on?” JJ spoke but you slowly brushed his hair as you lightly kissed his jawline. 

JJ slowly moved his fingers against your collarbone, moving down to tug onto the sheet wrapped around your body. Your body stiffens as you feel the sheets drop down. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks

“Nothing” You lie

You slowly lean in to kiss him again, but he gently pushes you away as he cups yours hands with his. 

“Y/N” He says, “What’s gotten into you? Something is off about you? You know you can tell me anything right?” 

You nodded, looking down at your sheets not wanting to confess. 

“Tell me what’s wrong? One minute you don’t want me to touch you, then the next you are naked? And when I touch you again, you reject me. I know you want to take things slow, and I respect that.. but I need to know your boundaries because I don’t want to hurt you..” 

You slowly met his gaze, you didn’t want to confess that you were a virgin. You felt sorry for him, you wanted him to touch you but you always imagined that you weren’t good enough for him. You weren't experienced, and that frightened you. 

“I’m a virgin.” You mumbled out of your mouth, slowly playing with his fingers.

JJ squinted his eyes, “What did you say?” 

“I’m a virgin.” You repeated, looking at him but he responded with a soft kiss to your cheek.

“I kinda figured..It’s okay baby. I understand, it’s okay to be nervous.. it’s a big deal losing your virginity and I’m honoured to be taking it..” JJ reassured you, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

“You aren’t mad? That I didn't tell you?”

“Of course not. I love you, Y/N. You can tell me anything.” He reassured, letting you play with his hair to keep you sane.

“Can we maybe kiss some more…” you asked tenderly, hands slowly gripping his top as you slide it off his body.  

He chuckles softly and cups your cheeks into his hands. Your lips melt into his as he slowly pulled you into his lap, letting the sheet fall off your skin. 

Things began to go more smoothly. You were both just making out when you caught JJ by surprise when you slowly drifted your hands down to his jeans.

“JJ..?” You asked as he lifted your chin up to meet his lips. 

“Yes, pretty girl?” 

“I- I want to go all the way, I want to have sex with you.” You shyly admitted, pulling your hands to your face to avoid embarrassment.

“You sure?” He asked, not wanting to pressure you into doing something you weren't comfortable with.

“Yes… just go, slow”

“Of course, baby. If I ever make you feel uncomfortable, let me know and I’ll stop.” JJ hummed as he slowly trailed his hands down your back, causing you to tense a little.

“Relax, okay?” He assured you.

You nodded as you feel JJ’s hand slide from your back up towards your collarbone, letting his eyes gaze over your breasts. 

“You can touch them…” You smiled leaning in to kiss his lips. 

You take his hand in yours as you guide him towards your breasts, he carefully brushes his hand over the nipple letting a moan escape your lips.

“You like that, pretty girl?” He whispered.

“You're so beautiful.” He hummed as he wrapped his mouth around your nipple, drawing a soft grasp from you. 

He sucks and nibbles until your aching for him. Your hips begin to grind against his, the bulge of his erection finally saying hello. The realisation of how his erection came made you feel a little more confident.

“Jesus.” You breathe, as your hand rests on his chest. 

“What’s wrong?” JJ asked, looking up.

You bite your lips as you slowly grind more against him, trying to feel how long his dick was. Despite the feeling of not being good enough, your pussy was saying otherwise as you felt the wetness.

“It’s so big..” You breathe, looking at his face which grew a smirk. 

“Want to stop?” He asked, as from your reaction, it wasn’t exactly inviting. 

“‘No. I want to do this, JJ. I want to.” You demanded, looking at him which he just nodded. 

You kissed him again, weaving your fingers through his hair as you felt your bodies compress together. The feeling of your bare bodies together made you much closer than you already were.

JJ carefully picks you up, laying you on the bed as he planted a small kiss to your nose as his body blankets you. 

“I’m going to take my boxers off, okay?” He told you, as he got off the bed, sitting down on the side of the bed. His hand began to tug on the waistline, but you immediately placed your hand there too, letting your hand slide them off. 

JJ’s dick sprang free, your eyes were immediately glued to his length. It was huge, and that’s why the girls loved it.

You looked up at him for assurance and he nodded as he let you wrap your hand around his length, letting you have a feel of what’s yours, and only yours. 

You begin to stroke his dick gently hearing a moan from his lips. JJ moans, eyes slowly shutting, as you can’t help but blush. Knowing that you, a virgin, can make JJ feel this way made you grin.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He breathed out letting his hands firmly grip onto your waist. “If you keep doing what you are doing, I won’t last very long.”

You didn’t understand what he meant by that but you slowly stopped, looking at him with a huge grin.

“Let me grab a condom..” He breathed looking around the spare bedroom, trying to find one. After retrieving one, he rejoins you as he looks at your body. He couldn’t believe that his girl was naked for him. 

“Fuck, you are so beautiful.” He murmurs as he sends light kisses down your belly. “C-Can I taste you?” 

You nodded, spreading your legs for him to gain access.

JJ positions himself to your entrance, he looks up at you to get one more reassuring nod as he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.

“If you want me to stop, let me know..” he whispered as he gently spread your thighs open. You gave him a nod and felt a little blush hit your cheek as you felt his hungry mouth gaze into you. 

He bent down, his belly was flat on the bed as he rested his cheek onto your inner thigh, letting out a gentle blow to get you to understand the feeling. 

JJ smiled as he could sense your pussy tingle and dived in. His tongue works quickly between your folds, his mouth investigating what movement would make you scream his name. You quickly grab his hair as you let out a loud moan, his moan melodises with yours as he didn’t know he had a new kink, hair pulling. 

He sits back, looking up at you. “Did you like it?” 

You nodded, “Fuck, why did you stop?” You pouted.

“That’s just the beginning babe, wait until what JJ jr can do.” He cringed as he couldn’t believe he just named his dick. 

“How are you feeling?” He asks you, as he slowly kissed the inner sides of your thighs, letting his teeth mark his territory.

“Really good..” You moaned out which JJ hummed as he was so ready to take you, all the way.

JJ reaches up to your face and kisses your lips, letting his hands slowly slide down your wet pussy, rubbing small circles over your clit.

“Who's making you this wet? Hmm?” He teased.

“Y-you..” you moaned out as the feeling was sensational.

His middle finger gently enters you, the metal ring that was attached to his fingers made you moan his name. He begins slowly but judging by your face and moans, he knew you wanted more.

“Baby, I’m going to add another finger, okay?” He assured you, and entered another finger which your pussy took well, surprisingly.

“God you're tight.” He moaned letting his lips attack your neck, leaving a few hickeys. 

“Don’t stop…” You breathed out, as your hands made their way to his hair again, each time he went faster the tighter you pulled on his hair.

JJ carefully works his fingers in and out of you, twisting and curling his fingers to stimulate your folds. The process gets more intense as your hips are rocking with his four fingers inside you. 

“JJ, I need you.. need you right now.” You managed to speak as you gripped onto his shoulder. “Please” you begged.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you..” he whispered, gently withdrawing his fingers out of you. 

He wipes your cum onto your thigh as he gently kisses your hickey that was now visible to him. He hovered over you to grab the condom. Once he slid it on, he positioned himself to your entrance. 

“You ready, baby?” He asked, moving your legs further apart as he let his length invade you. 

“F-fuck” you moaned, gripping onto the sheets as he pressed more of his length inside you. 

“You good baby?” He asked.

“It feels so good, don’t stop.” You moaned.

“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckled. 

It took awhile for you to adjust to his length, and now your hips are pressed against his. You knew in the back of your mind, it was going to ache in the morning, but it sure felt amazing. 

“I’m going to start moving, okay?” He says, “Remember if you ever feel uncomfortable, let me know okay?” 

“I know.” You smiled.

JJ started slow to get you familiar with the pace of his dick inside you. He gradually picks up the pace, making sure that you were comfortable. 

“F-feels so good.” You moaned out, letting his hands gripped onto your breasts, as he began to rub them to make you feel more aroused. 

The pain continues but JJ kisses you all over, your lips, nose and even the little tears that formed in the corner of your eyes. You securely wrap your arms around his neck as he presses his tongue to your neck. 

“Oh god.” He moans and rolls his head back at how well you were taking it. 

“I love you, Y/N.” He breathes out against your neck. The words linger into your soul as his voice makes you more relaxed. 

“Do you want me to keep going?” JJ asks, you could feel the pleasure and concern in his voice but you nodded your head. 

JJ’s eyes shut as he pressed his lips onto yours, as you gripped onto his muscles. The pain was beginning to vanish as you became more familiar with his pace. His warm breath tickled your skin causing you to grip harder onto him, the tears were certainly there but JJ managed to kiss them away.

Him keeping at a slow pace made you more infatuated with him, he respected your wishes and you loved him for that. Time slows, then stops as he moves in and out of you. The more times he thrusts, the more pleasure it brings you. 

“You're doing great baby, so great.” JJ spoke, as he planted a small kiss to your collarbone.

“I-I love you, JJ..” you whispered as you attached your lips to him as he picked up the pace which made you bite down on his lower lip.

“I-I’m going to cum.” He panted through his clenched teeth. 

“M-me too” you moaned as you picked yourself up and slowly kissed his neck, letting his juices collide with yours. Both of your hearts were beating vigorously, the sweat that formed along your forehead was a sign of accomplishment.

He chest unclenches as he pulls out, which makes you feel empty in a way. He tossed the condom off, throwing it away.

“How was it? Are you okay?” He asked, slowly wrapping the sheets over your body as he planted a small kiss to your forehead. 

“I’m okay and I liked it..” You whispered as you saw some blood on the sheets.

“Was it what you thought it would be?” He bit his lip as he didn’t want to scare you off.

“Much better. Kiara scared me a little..” You laughed, turning slowly to face him.

“How about you? I know it wasn’t what you usually do with the Tourons but with time, I can be like them.” You said, playing with his shark necklace but he immediately stopped you. 

“I-Is that why you were so scared about me touching you? Baby, you know they don’t mean anything. Just meaningless sex.” His voice saddened as he couldn’t believe that he made you that insecure.

“I’m sorry.. I just know your history and you like it rough, I was afraid you’d break up with me..” You whispered not wanting to face him. 

“Y/N.. I love you. It’s honestly a different experience with everyone… with you, it felt real and intimate. Having sex with someone you love is the best feeling because it can only get better. Please please, don’t doubt yourself or regret what you just did.” He choked out, feeling a little sad that you were feeling like this.

“I know.. I love you too JJ.” You said feeling him pushed you against his body, slowly nuzzling your head to his chest.

“Does it hurt..?” He asks as he slowly drives his hand up and down your arm.

“Just a little… I don’t think I can go on the fishing trip tomorrow..” You blushed as you kiss his tender skin.

“It’s okay, I’d rather take care of my pretty girl than catch fish.” He joked, tangling his legs with yours. 

He was about to ask you something but the soft snores coming from your lips made him smile in awe. He couldn’t believe that he finally had sex with someone he actually loved, he never did it with a virgin but he was so glad he was the one to take it. 

God knows what he would have done if someone else took it. 

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JJ Maybank Masterlist

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Tolerate

You think your hate for Rafe Cameron is genuine and reciprocated, but what if being trapped together in a garage makes you both eager to drop it?

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MASTERLIST

WARNINGS: enemies to lovers (kind of?), basically SMUT, fingering, dominant sex, unprotected sex, language

PAIRING: Rafe x reader

REQUEST: no

WORDS COUNT: 2.3k+

A/N: this is set before the first season of obx, Rafe is not a cokehead nor a murderer and Sarah and Topper are still not together!

"Y/n, I dare you to take two bottles of vodka from my garage." You look at your best friend with disappointment in your eyes, even if you were obviously the one who noticed that all the alcohol was almost gone, at least near the pool where you and Topper were having a good time with some other Kooks, just messing around as usual.

"Oh c'mon, Topper, how would that be fun?" There's no way you of all people, the kook princess herself, are going to quit having fun to get the booze.

"Please, y/n, Rafe and Sarah are on their way and you know how much I want to greet her properly." Yeah, you do know, you perfectly know how your best friend is totally smitten for the little Cameron girl. And what's more, you usually tend to avoid Rafe with all your might. The two of you simply don't get along, or it would be more accurate to say you're always at each other's throats with all that sniping and petty comments.

"Fine. But you owe me one, Thornton!" You turn around just in time to miss his devilish smile, his eyes already focusing on the Camerons without you being able to know what's going on in his buzzed mind. You can't hear him, indeed, too busy completing your task.

"Hey big boy, I was just waiting for you. Would you take the kegger from my trunk?" Rafe is about to complain but he immediately rolls his eyes and turns around when he realizes both Topper and Sarah won't listen to him anymore, too involved at looking at each other with melty eyes.

"Whatever lovebirds." He gets the car keys from Topper as the only answer and moves away towards the garage, unaware of your presence. You, on the other hand, don't even hear him coming inside. When you hear the car being unlocked though you turn around a little confused, searching for your best friend.

"Hey Top, there's nothing her- what the fuck, Topper?" You run towards the garage door, now completely shut from the outside, yelling your best friend's name and banging on the door.

"Already sloppy drunk, y/n?" A familiar voice reaches you from the inside, drowning out Topper and Sarah's laughs. Rafe Cameron is right behind you, sitting in the empty truck of Top's car, his gaze seems way more dejected than yours.

"Oh, fuck me. Topper! Topper open this motherfuckin door or I'll kill you with my bare hands!" You keep hitting the metal door, causing more laughs from the outside and a derisive sort of laugh from the last person on earth you'd want to spend some time with.

"Seven minutes in heaven will last longer tonight! I think you two should hit it off, or at least tolerate each other." And saying that your best friend leaves, followed by your inaudible swearing.

"Drop it, y/n, we both know you're enjoying this." You really can't help but roll your eyes while you turn to face him, making sure he meets your annoyed gaze. It won't be enough to make him shuts his mouth, though, you damn well know it.

"Enlighten me, Cameron, why on earth would I enjoy it?" You stand there far, far away from him and his obnoxious smile growing visibly second by second.

"Because... this can be your best shot to mack on me." And there he is, with his classic and detestable condescension.

"Yeah, well, don't worry, dreamer. I wasn't planning on doing this anyway." You both know you could go on for hours, fighting for a crown that none of you is willing to grant to the other. It's an eternal battle put forth by anything but pride, but tonight Rafe seems to have a clear goal set in his mind.

"Alright, keep quelling your cravings, wouldn't surprise me if you blew." You're not used to this, you're not used to sparring in a specific direction driven by his unpredictable thoughts.

"Are you meant to be one of my cravings in this absurd fairytale?" He seems pleased despite your stubbornness, pleased to see that you're not avoiding his favourite topic.

"Of course I am, because you obviously want to fuck me." You almost choke on your laugh, taken aback by his sudden frankness. But you know how to play, you won't back up just because the conversation has taken a spicy turn.

"What tipped you off, Cameron?" He stands open-mouthed for a second but his wonder is quick to turn in a mischievous grin.

"Among others, the fact that your nipples were turgid the last time we kissed." Oh fuck, he was ready. You cross your arms above your chest, suddenly silent. You don't even remember the last time you had to kiss him, probably for a dare or fuckin spin the bottle and undoubtedly drunk.

"You should really stop watching my boobs, you perv." You head to the car and sit in the backseat, unable to think about your defeat for how many thoughts he gave rise to in your head. Have you really been horny for Rafe fuckin nagging Cameron?

"At least he left us a bottle." Oh God, you really are not ready to share the backseat with the hot man you hate and a bottle of vodka.

"Who's mackin on who now, Rafe?" But you don't move an inch while he opens the bottle with an unconcerned smile and drinks a few shots like it's not pure disgusting vodka. You don't move until he offers you the bottle and takes it back before you can grab it, causing you to lean toward him a little. "Seriously?"

“I don’t know if I want to share it with such a brat.” You raise your middle fingers at him, watching as he teases you by making the bottle swing ahead of himself and then you just give in, you get closer and earn the fucking vodka. 

“You trying to get me drunk?” But maybe you’re drunk already or you would never be in the situation you find yourself in, debating wether or not you should get aroused by Rafe Cameron. His fingers over yours, however, make it pretty fucking difficult to control it.

“I don’t want you to be drunk, actually.” You can’t tell him it’s probably too late for that particular wish, you can’t ask yourself why he doesn’t want you to be drunk, because your lips are already pressed into his and you’re moving to straddle his lap. You kiss him for a few seconds but they’re enough to make you wish for much more, enough to leave Rafe breathless as well.

“What was that, y/n?” You smile with apparent indifference but your teeth catch your lower lip for a second too long, causing him to smile back. 

“I just wanted to show you that my nipples are fine. The truth is you have no power over me, Rafe.” A spark of pleasure is clearly visible in his bright eyes, which are now completly dedicated to you and your body, his hands slowly putting aside the bottle and then leaning on your bare thighs.

“Mh-mh, whatever, we can always test for it to be true.” You feel shivers down your spine as soon as your lips come together again and your hands find his hair to pull lightly. You’re overwhelmed by all the attention his fingertips are giving you, sliding on your back and then on your shoulders, on your collar bones, around your neck, until they meet the fabric of your swimsuit and decide to not let it go. 

He teases you and you let him do it while your breath becomes shorter and shorter against his lips, just wishing for him to touch you properly. He unties the knot of your top and cups your breasts with both hands, playing with a thumb on each nipple and watching you proudly as you spiral. 

You get rid of his t-shirt and grind against him, letting a silent moan out of your lips, but nothing seems enough until his fingers move to meet the lower part of your bikini.

“Oh God, just stop teasing me, Rafe.” But he won’t stop, he would never, because the mere sight of you begging him is turning him on more than anything else. 

“Are you saying I have some kind of power over you, y/n?” He presses a thumb over your clit, still over the fabric of your panties, before looking at you again with piercing, satisfied eyes.

“Fuck, fuck.” You can only moan against his lips that are now close to yours again, arching your back to search some friction with his fingers.

“I asked you a question and now I would very much like to hear the answer.” He breathes every word down your neck while he manages to shove your panties to one side, starting to tease slowly your wet folders with his forefinger. “C’mon, princess.”

“Y-you do, you do, Rafe.” He lets his finger slide into you as soon as you start speaking, making it hard for you to hold your whines. 

“Good girl.” He meets your prayers at last, thrusting inside you with a finger more and his thumb circling your clit. He keeps up the pace quickly, holding your lower back with his free hand to push you onto his finger more deeply. You’re soon close to your climax, a moaning mess under his complete control. “Will you come for me, y/n?”

You reach your orgasm as soon as he says your name, melting down in his arms and resting your head against his bare shoulder, searching for some touching you never believed you wanted. 

But you do now, you crave the feeling of his fingertips up and down your spine and the relief they cause you. You want him to keep going even when his hands start loosening your swimsuit and remove it slowly, causing you to groan for the endless friction against your sensitive core.

"You didn't think we were done, huh?" He kisses you while he grabs your ass to rub you on his lap, making his boner impossible to not notice through the fabric of his swimsuit.

"I was hoping we weren't." You grin against his lips and back off a little, just enough to lower his panties and to begin to stroke his already hard cock while you get back to your previous position.

But when he tries to take control by laying you down on the backseat you resist it, clinging to the seat behind him with both hands, a clear picture making its way in your head.

"You wanna ride me?" He seems shocked but pleased at the same time, a naughty smile pressed on his lips while you adjust yourself to his cock and slide it into you slowly. "Let's see what you got then."

You notice his struggle of being mastered with a satisfied grin as you start to ask yourself how long will it go until he tries to take back control of the whole act.

Not much, actually, you realize it as soon as he presses his lips against your neck and makes his way to your ear.

"Fuck me faster, princess." You can't respond, you don't even want to, because his commands send shivers down your spine and make it impossible to not obey him.

You do fuck him faster until your legs get sore and fatigued for your previous orgasm, your hands now hooked up his shoulders and biceps to hold yourself on.

"Somebody can't take it anymore." You flash your eyes at him, incapable of really being mad as you notice his hands clenching your hips firmly, not bothering to leave red marks on your skin. He starts moving you confidently, as if your body belonged to him, causing you to moan louder than you ever did.

You don't know if you'll ever admit it, but you like his dominant tendencies way more than what you've ever expected. You like him rough and ruthless because this is the only way he knows to worship your body properly, owning it.

"I- I'm close, Rafe." He stares at you with wide eyes, pushing you faster and faster against himself and enjoying the sight of you squirming above him.

"Say my name again, y/n." You moan it loudly, practically screaming, until your heavy breaths are the only thing breaking the silence of the car, both of you unable to pronounce one more word as you reach your climax and he follows you, releasing inside of you with a groan.

You remain still for a moment, panting against his neck while he holds you in his sweaty arms, not coming out of you just yet.

"Jesus, I want to do this all over again." But you don't have time enough to think how he would probably do that for real that you hear the garage door be opened and your names be called from the pool.

"Shit." You manage to find and wear your swimsuit before exiting the car to face an open-mouthed Topper, blushing lighlty for just now noticing the completely steamed up windows of his 4x4. And Rafe’s right behind you, ready to catch you as soon as you start to stumble, your legs still way too weak to support yourself.

“You didn’t-” But Rafe stops him soon enough, unleashing a confident and - you can now admit - hot as hell smirk. 

“Yeah man, we did. Pretty comfortable, by the way, you should give it a try.” You blush, hiding against his still bare chest, while Rafe throws the car keys at Topper and reserves you both of his hands, picking you up to carry you up to the swimming pool.

And it’s once the water tries to divide your bodies, providing some relief, that you realize how much you and Rafe are now drown to each other, incapable of being parted, your legs and arms and fingers searching for some skin to grab onto, again and again. 

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The Rule of Benefit - Part 1

My new series is here! It follows JJ and his friends-with-benefits co-worker Bridget “Jett” Moore. One simple rule: no feelings allowed. 

Words: 3k+

Warning: smut. this is also my first time writing it. so it's probably terrible. so apologies in advance. but otherwise enjoy. 

gif by @rudypankows​

It wasn’t uncommon to see Jett’s nose buried in a book, even at work. Sat behind the large wooden desk, her head only lifted when the phone rang, or someone approached the desk. Working at the Kook Club was easy: good hours, great pay and the opportunity to do whatever she liked during the down times. With all the guests checked in for the night, and everyone seated in the dining room, Jett knew this was the perfect time to finish her extra credit essay.  

JJ was stood in the doorway to the dining room, watching the girl read, captured by her ability to unfalteringly concentrate.  

“Quit slacking, Maybank!” the duty manager called from near the kitchen. JJ quickly collected himself, rushing back through the kitchen doors to get his orders.

It was a few hours later when JJ finally approached your desk.

“Hey pretty girl, soup’s up.”

Jett’s head lifted out of her book to meet his blue eyes. She smiled. Working with JJ made the Kook Club bearable. He was funny, charming and not to mention hot. He would make her laugh by making silly faces through the dining room doors as he walked past or would make her smile by bringing her left over deserts from the kitchen.  

“Oh, hey there pretty boy,” the terms of endearment had resulted from a regular. The small, sweet but very rich middle-aged lady visited the club twice weekly at a minimum. She always called Jett ‘pretty girl’ and JJ ‘pretty boy’. Jett was convinced she was hitting on him, the way she would grip his bicep when ordering at the bar. JJ, on the other hand swore that she was into girls, supported by his observations of how she would linger at the desk when she would check in for a long weekend stay. So, they became a bit of a joke, but then the nicknames stuck. Jett didn’t mind. She quite liked them. “Did you say something about food?”

“Yep,” he smiled, leaning on the top of the desk, “Soup’s up. Literally. Chef made us soup with the leftovers. Want me to grab you some?”

As if on cue the girl’s stomach growled. She hadn’t even noticed the time passing by as engrossed in her book. It had been hours since she’d last eaten.

“Yes please,” she pouted at him, raising her hands in a begging motion. He laughed at her ruffling her brown straight hair. She scoffed, frantically trying to put it back into place so as to not look disheveled at the front desk.

“Coming right up, milady,” JJ curtsied as he walked away. Jett laughed at his actions just as the phone rang. JJ looked back to her over his shoulder. She was speaking animatedly on the phone.  JJ always admired her work ethic. He would never admit it to anyone, but he saw Jett as almost an inspiration- to get out of their lives, out of The Cut. She smiled at him and shooed him towards the kitchen. JJ saluted and disappeared behind the doors.

He retuned moments later, two bowls of soup and a plate of bread perfect balanced on his experienced hands. Jett was typing away on the computer, when she saw him approach. She quickly moved her textbooks out of the way, allowing JJ to place the food in front of her.

“We busy?” he motioned towards the screen where she had just been typing furiously.

“Yep, major group booking. We’re employed for the foreseeable future,” she grabbed the spoon he had collected for her, diving immediately into the soup. She hummed in delight, “It may be scraps but damn Chef really knows how to make them taste good.”

JJ hummed in agreement, a soup doused piece of bread filling his mouth. After swallowing most of it he started to speak.

“What’s for?” he grumbled out over his mouthful of food, pointing to the book that had been thrown aside for their lower-class feast. Jett laughed at the way JJ had asked her, covering his mouth as if it made him anymore polite.

“AP History,” she responded, “extra credit work.”

“Wow must be nice to be smart,” JJ joked, mouth now clear of food. Jett smiled softly.

“Quite boring, actually,” her voice was a lot less excitable as it usually was. JJ had noticed her change in demeanor of the past few weeks, “even worse when you’re poor and need it to get into a good school.”

“Amen,” JJ chimed, shoving another unnecessarily large piece of bread into his mouth. Jett grabbed an acceptably sized piece, dipping it into her soup. JJ rid his mouth of food completely this time before asking her, “are you okay? You’ve seemed a little off lately.”

So, he had noticed, Jett thought. She sighed placing her spoon against the side of her bowl.

“My, uh... my boyfriend broke up with me two weeks ago,” she said sadly. She noticed JJ’s concerned expression, “it was kind of mutual, I guess. He moved to the mainland. I guess I’m just kind of lonely.”

JJ nodded at her explanation, surveying the melancholy look on her face.  He had always found her hot but had never made a move because of said boyfriend. An idea sprung to mind.  

“My friends and I are having a party on Saturday. You should come, escape your studying for one night.”

Jett peered up at the boy’s pleading expression. Her internal war was overpowered by his puppy-dog eyes and pouty lips.

“Fine,” she relented, causing JJ to throw his arms up in the air, “it better be a good party, pretty boy.”

“They always are.”

***

JJ was right. Pogue boneyard parties were fun. Jett used to come with her ex-boyfriend every now and then. They would scrounge up some free booze, get a couple hits from some random’s blunt and blindly walk back to her house and have the most amazing, hazy sex.  

Jett adjusted her shoulders, shaking the thought from her mind. She couldn’t be hanging onto the nothing he had left her with. She would have to move on and forwards, no matter how hard it was.

“Jett!”

She turned to see JJ by the keg, arms waving enthusiastically in the air. She headed over to him allowing him to pass her a cup filled with cheap beer.

“Hey, how was your shift today?” Jett asked him, bringing the cup all the way to her lips, taking a long sip, peering over the rim at the boy. He licked his lips, watching as her chocolate brown eyes stared at him. He cleared his throat quickly.

“You know, the usual. People being dicks, dicks being people.”

She threw head back emitting melodical laughter from her lips.  JJ’s mouth turned upward into a smile. She brought the cup up to her lips once again, still giggling.

“That’s very accurate of our clientele,” she said eyeing his smile, taking another large sip from her cup. Her drink was nearly gone already, the liquid heating her insides.  

She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact she was a horny and recently single, but JJ looked different. She had never noticed how blue his eyes were, or how deep the dimple in his right cheek ran or how the curve of his bicep was so prominent. She quickly took another sip, finishing up her cup.

“Refill?”

Since she didn’t know anyone, JJ took the liberty of introducing her to his friends as they sat around one of the small bonfires, some of “JJ’s cousin’s good shit” being passed between them. At least that’s what Kiara had said. Jett knew of Kiara but had never properly met her before. She was of course familiar with her family’s business. Kiara spoke passionately about the harms of single use plastic as she passed the blunt to Pope. He was someone she already knew. He was in most of her classes, also vying for a scholarship like her’s. He bypassed the blunt, passing it to Jett. She took a long hit, before passing it to JJ, who was explaining to Kiara and Pope how he and Jett worked together at the country club. He passed the blunt to Sarah. Sarah was someone Jett knew. Her family’s presence at the club was a hyperbole. It usually meant a decent tip to be shared among the staff, and the few conversations she had had with Sarah were pleasant, but her brother was a different story.  

“Oh, yeah I thought you looked familiar!” Sarah exclaimed, coughing slightly as she passed the blunt to her boyfriend, who’s lap she sat on.  

John B took a hit before passing it back to Kiara, who was still chatting to JJ. Jett watched as John B grabbed Sarah’s head turning it towards him. She smiled seductively as he pulled his lips forward to meet his, smoke transpiring between the two of them. Jett cleared her throat abruptly.

“I need another drink,” she announced, leaving the group of friends to make her way back to the keg. As the liquid pour into her cup, she saw and arm lean against the keg, essentially trapping her between whoever it was and the metal. She knew exactly who it was.

“Rafe,” Jett said dryly, bringing her cup up to her lips and taking a swig as she turned to face up at the boy.

“Bridget, right?” he asked, leaning down to be at eye level with her. This brought their chests closer together, causing Jett to lean back, placing her hand which held her cup up against the boy. “I heard you’re back on the market.”

He winked. It caused a frown to spread over her face, rolling her eyes as she pushed past him.  

“I’m not for sale,” she heard one of the other Kook boys (Kelce maybe? She had seen him in the club a few times) whistle boyishly before bursting into hysterical laughter in Rafe’s face. Ignoring their antics, she made her way to a log further away, facing out at the ocean.

She stared out at the water, watching the waves tumble over and over. She reminded herself she needed to move on. She needed to be like the waves, take on the tumble, pick herself back up and get ready for the next. Jett was brought out of her thoughts when the sounds of skin flying across skin. She turned to see a tall, tanned skinny girl stomping away from JJ who cupped his hand over his cheek. Jett couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips, which caught the boy’s attention. He walked over to her, taking the spot next to her, rubbing his redden cheek gently.  

“What was that?” Jett asked amused. JJ huffed,

“Tourons. Apparently, I got with the wrong one and now I’m out of bounds with just about all of them.” Jett let out a puff of laughter at his dejectedness, before they lulled into a relatively comfortable silence. But JJ sensed something was up.

“Why’d you run off before?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” dismissed Jett, keeping her eyes trained on the ocean, eager to avoid JJ’s gaze.

“Yes, you do,” he countered, shift his body to face her. “Back there with John B and Sarah. Are you jealous?”

“Maybe,” Jett spoke quickly, now staring down at her cup. Was she really about to pour her heart out to JJ Maybank, her coworker? It was almost as if the alcohol itself whispered ‘yes’ to her as her mouth projectiled words without her control, “I don’t know. I miss having that; someone to turn to constantly. To touch you. Do things with. I guess I’ve just got an itch I can’t scratch.”

JJ remained silent, eyes scraping her body. They mainly focused between her hands and her lips, detailing every move she made as she spoke.

“That was too much information wasn’t it?” She threw her head back in frustration.

“That’s exactly what the right amount I needed to hear.”

Her brows pulled together in confusion, turning to face the boy for the first time. His eyes held a deep hunger and she could practically feel the heat radiating off him. She swallowed the lump of nervousness in her throat as he continued.

“You clearly have a problem no one else can fix. And I clearly have been exiled from Touron one-night stands. So, I propose a solution,” JJ stood up, hands gesturing enthusiastically as he spoke. “You and me. Sex. No strings attached.”

“What?” Jett asked incredulously.  

“It’s perfect! We both get what we want.”

She mulled over his words silently. She had to admit it would be convenient. She would finally solve her loneliness and would avoid the feelings that hurt her before.

“So, we’d be friends with benefits?” she asked, standing up, placing her hands delicately on his forearms, tracing back and forth. JJ smirked.

“Yeah, reckon you could handle it?” he asked queitly, leaning closer to her. Jett, flicked her hait back over her shoulder, looking up at the boy, hands still flowing softly across his skin.

“We need to lay some ground rules.”

“Absolutely,” JJ agreed. “This is not exclusive.”

“Done,” Jett settled. “No sex at work,” JJ went to object but, she brought a finger to his lips. “I need that job, pretty boy.”

He finger remained on his lips, causing his eyes to grow darker. He nodded in agreement.

“And finally, the most important rule of benefit: no feelings allowed.”

“Deal,” JJ whispered, pulling her hand away from his lips and pulling her in for a kiss. Jett dropped her cup half-filled with alcohol to the ground, wrapping her arms around his neck. She moaned into his mouth.

“Do you wanna--” JJ motioned over his shoulder.

“Yep,” Jett answered quickly allowing him to lead her away from the party.

They stumbled into the Chateau, leaving sloppy kisses along each other’s necks. JJ lead her into the spare room, shutting the door and pressing her up against in. Jett threw her head back against the wood, allowing JJ to explore her neck, sucking on the soft skin. She tugged on his hair, letting out a throaty moan. Keeping her hand his hair, she used it to spin them around, pinning JJ to the door. His eyes widen in surprised, then anticipation as she slipped to the floor in front of him.  She grabbed his belt undoing his pants quickly. Above her she could hear JJ’s breathing quicken as she pulled down his pants and underwear.

“Calm down pretty boy, gonna take good care of you.”

And with that she took his dick into her hand, pumping a few times before licking form the base to the tip. The moan that left JJ’s mouth was animalistic. His hands immediately flew to Jett’s hair, entangling themselves into it, pulling her closer towards him. Her head bobbed quickly, causing more grunts to escape from his lips. Jett could feel spit running down her chin as JJ pushed himself further into her mouth.

“Fuck, Jett. When did you get so good at this?” he asked, the sound of his head lightly thudding against the door as he screwed his eyes shut. She smiled sultrily, releasing him from her mouth, pumping his length as she looked up at him.

“Always have been. You’ve just been missing out.”

With a growl he picked her up by the sides, carrying her to the bed, flinging her across the sheets. He made quick work of ridding her of her shirt and bra. His mouth attached to one boob, his hands massaging the other.  Jett’s breathing quickened as she held his head to her, hips bucking up desperately. She whimpered needingly, craving his touch. He detached his lips, kissing slowly up her neck.  

“Patience pretty girl,” he whispered quietly. The hand that had been flicking at her nipple slid down her body and into the waistline of her shorts. He began to rub small circles over her clit. Jett let out a loud moan, hands instinctively coming over her mouth. With his free hand JJ grabbed her hands, placing them above her head. “Wanna be able to hear you.”

This caused an even louder moan to escape her lips, as JJ moved her panties to the side, easily slipping one finger in. Jett felt euphoric. JJ was already pleasing her better than her ex-boyfriend, and he had barely begun. She thought she could get used to their arrangement. He added another finger and began to pump faster. In contrast, he placed sweet kisses along her jaw, liking the feeling of her moans vibrating along his lips.  

“JJ, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna... ugh!” her eyes were screwed shut as her mouth was opened in a silent cry. JJ smiled against her skin, before retracting his hand. Jett’s body relaxed as he placed a kiss on her lips. He stood up ridding himself of his shirt and other items of clothing and she did the same.

She scooted back on the bed as a now naked JJ crawled on top of her, ripping open the condom wrapper with his teeth. He placed it over himself, lining himself up. He leant down next to Jett’s face.

“Ready to do this?” he asked her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and nodded.

“As I'll ever be.”

JJ pushed himself inside of her, their moans mixing in the hot, sticky air. He waited a moment before picking up his pace. Jett’s legs wrapped around his waist as she let out breathy groans. Her nails scrapped down his back, causing him to moan into her neck.

“Shit,” he cursed, his motions keeping a steady pace. He snuck a hand in between them to rub her clit.

“Oh my God, JJ,” she cried. She pulled one leg from around his body, slowly bringing it up to place it over his shoulder. JJ hesitated for a moment but seeing the look of sheer pleasure on Jett’s face, continued. The new angle elicited even more cried from her lips, her nails raking along his chest. JJ grunted, highly turned on by the girl beneath him. He wasn’t going to last much longer, and neither was she. His fingers worked quickly on her clit as his hips continued to meet hers. They yelled each other’s name in unison as they met their highs, JJ completing with a few final strokes.  

He pulled out, disposing of the condom before collapsing next to her. They were both sweaty messes, puffing heavily. Jett let out a breathy laugh, wiping the hair which was stuck to her forehead with the back of her hand. JJ pulled the covers out from underneath him, allowing Jett to crawl under with him. They laid next to each other, staring up at the ceiling still catching their breath.

“That was--” Jett started breathlessly.

“Yeah” JJ agreed.

She could get used to this.  

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Hi! May I request a headcanon of Rio x barmaid!reader please ? Not smut please, thanks if you do it ❤️

Of course lovely. I hope you like it. <3

Headcanon: Problem

- Rio (Good Girls) x Female Reader/You -

-> 18+ readers only!

-> English is not my native language, so bear with me because there will probably be some grammatical mistakes.

-> Warning, brief mention of sexual assault.

In front of the mirror, you study your reflection.

You choose a ruched mesh body con short black dress as your outfit for work.

You were planning to celebrate your graduation with your friends after your shift.

The dress emphasizes and complements your features.

You never had time for yourself between job, classes, and exams.

Though tonight, things are different, you took the time to prepare and pamper yourself.

Because you earned it after all your sacrifices.

You work for Rio as a barmaid.

You first had trouble with his temperament since he is a very intense guy, but you eventually came to like him.

Behind his shell, you discovered another side of him.

Even though you're still intimidated by him.

You finish up your makeup by applying lipstick, and you're on your way to work.

You spot Rio sitting with Mick on a high stool by the bar when you arrive.

His eyes followed leisurely your body. Before his glance met yours, they were engrossed in your abundant cleavage.

Your pulse started to race, Your body responding to his glance.

He rises and walks to his office without uttering a word.

You hurriedly begin to work, disrupted by his reaction.

To put it mildly, the remaining of that night was tense.

You'd catch Rio staring at you while you worked. He wasn't flirting or anything. In fact, he looked more pissed as the night wore on.

 As the night progressed, he became increasingly angry.

You were unable to focus and made a slew of errors, including forgetting the client's orders.

It got much worse when a customer attempted to attack you.

But luckily, thanks to Mick, who arrived on time, you got away with only a bruise on your eye.

When the door swung open, you leaped out of your chair. As your hand rushed to your chest, something dropped to the floor.

"I told you she's fine!" Mick argues

Rio approached you and gently raised your chin. Examining you.

"You better explain yourself." He said with fury

"I'm—"You were trying, but he was already cutting you off.

"Not you." He snapped, turning to Mick. "You. How the fuck did this happen?" He enquired with a finger pointing to your face.

"The asshole would not take no for an answer."

"Clearly."

"I was upstairs—"

"You're supposed to have eyes on this place, yeah?" Rio scolded

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, boss."

"I don't wanna hear that shit. What do you think I pay you for, huh? To be sorry?" He ended up adding after a little pause. "Get outta my face."

He didn't need to be told twice.

He took a few breaths to collect himself once it was just the two of you.

Cupping your cheeks, he asked, "You good, sweetheart?"

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Daddy Issues

((gif credits to @rudypankows ))

[rafe cameron] x [reader]

request: nope

word count: 2.5k+

description: rafe has gone to a big kook party to get away from his dad when he meets the reader, unbeknownst that she was doing the same thing.

warnings: smut, dd/lg, choking, slapping, age play, hair pulling, creampie, pretty much just filth

song: daddy issues by the neighborhood

rafe cameron had issues. who doesn’t? but he was almost 20, still living with his parents, fueling himself with coke and redbull. he never felt like anything he did was enough to make his father realize that he just wanted to be loved. 

he’d spent his whole life obsessing over how to be successful in his father’s eyes. he’d offer to do something, but then when he screwed up, he got yelled at, only making him feel worse. he just wanted his father to take his eyes off his sister for a while and just give him attention. in some ways, he hated his sister for that, telling himself that it was her fault that he felt like this. he never leaned back and took into account that it might be his own fault.

take you like a drug

he tapped the card on the table, forming a line with the white substance. the music boomed through the house, frames shaking on the walls. strobe lights danced around the room, shining on his face. his eyes crossed and his body numbed with the effect, taking in the feeling of complete ecstasy. this was the one party that he came to with no distractions. he had no friends around him trying to tell him to sober up, no parents to yell at him, no sister to make fun of him. he felt light, like the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders with every line. 

i taste you on my tongue

he felt the couch dip beside him, looking over and seeing a girl. she was one of the only girls that he’s ever seen here that actually grabbed his attention. her hair glimmered with every passing light, her skin glowing with excitement. 

“you mind if i take a line?” she asked. rafe would normally decline the offer unless they were giving him money, but he was so entranced with her that he just nodded his head. her small hands grabbed the card from him, leaning down to sift the powder. he stared at her the whole time, loving the way her back arched when she bent down, the way her boobs hung under her. 

you ask me what i’m thinking about

i’ll tell you that i’m thinking about

whatever you’re thinking about

she snorted the whole line, wiping her nose clean, and handing the card back to him. she gave him a faint smile, her body lifting up from the couch and walking away with a simple ‘thank you’. he watched her hips move as she walked to the kitchen, swerving through people to grab a drink. rafe watched what she poured, straight vodka, and he scoffed. 

the girl downed it all in one go, heading back to where her friends were, dancing and grinding on each other. god, he wanted so bad for her to be grinding on him like that, wanted her eyes to close and just give in to him completely. in a split decision, he got up and walked towards her, grabbing her hand. he ignored the greetings from others, only focused on the gorgeous girl that captivated him. she looked up at him with doe eyes, spinning around and pressing her ass against his crotch. 

tell me something that i forget 

but you might have to tell me again

it’s crazy what you do for fame

“my name’s y/n, by the way,” she whispered in his ear. rafe hummed, her name ringing in his ears like music. 

“‘m rafe,” he replied, his hands grasping at her hips. he traced up her stomach, the tight dress she was wearing clinging to her curves so perfectly. his hands reached her breasts, and they were basically dry humping each other. blood rushed to his dick and it hardened against her. she giggled, spinning around on her tiptoes.

“you wanna go find a room?” she whispered in his ear, and he immediately perked up. he nodded and her hand grasped his, dragging him up the stairs. her hands twisted the knobs with urgency. every single one was locked as they worked their way down the hallway. they reached the end, the final door opening up for them. 

they scrambled in and rafe pushed the girl against the door. his lips captured hers, a leg slipping around his waist. her dress was riding up, exposing her lacy thongs. he let his lips travel down to her neck as he grinded into her. she let out a light moan at the contact, jerking up to meet rafe’s hips. he sucked a harsh hickey into her neck, the inhumane sounds coming from the girl only fueling his desire. 

go ahead and cry little girl

nobody does it like you do

i know how much it matters to you

“fuck, daddy,” she groaned. her head lulled back and hit the door, the nickname making rafe growl. he picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist completely. he walked back to the bed that sat on the other side of the room.

“you need a daddy, huh, baby?” he asked her. the girl, now beneath him on the bed, whined. he wrapped his big hand around her throat, so tight that it could snap. her hand flew up to grab his forearm, arching her back up into him. “beg for it, baby girl. come on, beg me like the little slut you are.”

i know that you got daddy issues.

“please, rafe,” she squealed out, his hand making it hard to breath. she loved the way he controlled her, how he got her to do anything with just a few words. she felt a hand slap against her face, a sting following suit. 

“not my name, little one,” he looked into her eyes, and she could see the fire burning inside them. she knew that he wanted exactly what she wanted, that he wanted to treat her how she so desperately craved. her mouth opened in a silent moan.

“daddy, i want you. fuck me, use me, hit me. i promise i’ll be good for you,” she begged the blonde. his hair had fallen on his red face, and his eyes were darker than she’d ever seen.

“fuck, thats a good girl,” rafe let go of her neck, admiring the way she gasped for air. his hands grasped at the bottom of her dress, pulling it up over her head. he worked at his own shirt buttons, her hands twisting around her back and unhooking her bra. she gaped at his toned stomach, hands going to caress the muscles that flexed under her touch. 

and if you were my little girl

i’d do whatever i could do

i’d run away and hide with you

his calloused hands grabbed her boobs, pulling her nipples in between his fingers. he relished in the sounds she made, his mouth finding it’s way down to the swollen buds. he gave harsh sucks around them, tongue flicking up and down on her skin. he bit down, earning a loud moan from the girl. her hands had come up to his hair, tugging him back up to kiss her. 

their tongues danced in each other’s mouths, exploring all of each other. their hands were placed on the most intimate areas of their bodies. neither of them had been with anyone in so long and they were so sensitive under each others graze. 

he moved down once again, kissing down her stomach, biting when he reached her underwear. he grabbed them in between his teeth, pulling them down her thighs. she giggled at the gesture, her head throwing itself back when his breath hit her cunt. her hips jolted up, trying to gain some kind of friction. 

“you want my tongue, babe?” he asked her, kissing along her inner thighs, nearly avoiding her pussy every time. 

“yes, daddy, i want it so bad,” she moaned out, her body completely handing itself over to him. his kisses moved to the hood of her cunt, kitten licking when he reached her slit. she let out a breathy moan, bucking up into his face. “be still or you get nothing.”

her mind reeled with the explicit mental photos she was taking of him. the way his eyes looked up at her when he kissed her clit, sucking it ever so lightly. the way his tongue moved, dipping in and out of her folds. the way his hair fell in front of his face...

her hands wove into his hair, his fingers dipping in and out, gathering her arousal. he let one finger slip into her, teasing her. he moved it slowly, his mouth still covering her clit. “please- oh my god, it feels so good!”

“you taste so sweet baby girl. i could eat you out until you shake.” rafe teased.

“please, i want more. i want you.” she moaned out, hoping that he would give her what she wanted with a little bit of motivation. his face came up from between her legs and he let his finger slip out of her. he ran his hand up her body, to her throat. he squeezed hard, watching the girl fall apart beneath him. a shock wave of heat struck her, her cunt clenching on the air.

“please what baby?” he asked her, slipping a finger into her mouth. she sucked on it, swirling her tongue around his fingertip. “tell me.”

“please, daddy.” she begged when his finger slid out of her mouth with a pop.

“good girl,” he praised. he pulled his pants down to his ankles with his free hand and she saw the harsh tent in his boxers, straining to be let loose. a patch of pre-cum had already formed and she smiled when she saw the effect that she had on him. she reached down to cup his cock through his boxers and rafe’s head tilted back with a moan. his hand left her neck. “shit, look what you do to me, baby.”

she giggled, hooking her fingers in the waistband and pulling them all the way down. her breathed hitched when his dick sprung free, hitting his stomach. he was big, bigger than anyone she’d ever been with. and he was thick, her hand could barely close around him. when she looked up at him, she saw the smirk on his face. he knew what he was doing, and he knew he was going to give it to her good.

“turn around, ass up,” he demanded. she let go, flipping herself over on the bed and arching her back. rafe slapped her ass multiple times, every one getting harder. she groaned every time his palm hit her skin. “so fucking sexy baby.”

she buried her face into the pillows, waiting patiently for him to fuck her. his hand grabbed her hair and pulled her face up. “don’t hide from me, princess. i want to hear how good i’m making you feel.”

with that statement, he grasped his dick, sliding it through her wetness. he forcefully thrusted into her without warning, stretching her pussy wide. “oh fuck!”

his skin slapped harshly against hers, the sound of her wet cunt echoing through the room. “goddamn sweetheart, you’re so tight.”

she was a whimpering mess beneath him. his hands wound around to her front, his hands going on each side of her face. his fingers held her mouth open, allowing all of her moans to flow out. he groaned when she clenched around his cock, fucking up into her. her right hand reached behind her, grabbing his head to pull him towards her while her left scratched against the sheets.

“mmm, you like the way i fuck you?” he groaned into her ear. her head shook rapidly, trying to let him know how much she enjoyed the way he made her feel. he let go of her face and moved to her hair, pulling her head back to look her in the eyes. his eyes were hooded and dark with lust, the light blue orbs now tinted.

“yes, daddy, i love way you fuck me! fuck, harder, please.” he pulled out and flipped her over and she whined at the sudden loss of contact. he lifted her legs over his shoulders, hugging them tight in his arms. she moaned loudly when his cock slipped into her again, staring into his eyes. he fucked her with a bruising pace, pornographic moans rumbling from deep in his chest.

“oh fuck, right there!” she felt his cock start hitting her g-spot with every thrust, her hand slipping down in between her legs to rub her clit. he saw her pleasuring herself, letting go of her legs and slapping away her hand.

“only daddy gets to touch you.” he pushed her legs up and above her head, forcing her hands to hold them up for him. he held her waist while he fucked her, watching her face contort with pleasure.

“daddy, can i cum?” she pleaded. the knot in her lower belly was getting tighter and the euphoric feeling of being high coming back to her. he nodded, giving her permission to cum.

i love that you got daddy issues.

“cum for me princess,” he grunted. he continued to torture her cunt with undeniable pleasure, her orgasm crashing down on her like a tidal wave. he felt her pussy spasm around his cock, sending him into his own pit of orgasmic bliss. they both moaned as they came, the girl loosing her grip on her legs. she smiled when she felt his warm seed fill her up, coating her so perfectly. 

he pulled out abruptly, watching the girl push his cream out of her cunt. it dripped over her ass and onto the sheets. he smiled and gave her pussy a slap, her body jerking in return.

rafe laid down beside the panting girl and placed his hands behind his head. she rolled over and threw an arm around him, snuggling into his side. he tensed under her, not used to the affection. she felt this, and once she kissed his chest, she loosened up, placing his arm around her back. they stayed like that for a few minutes, wallowing in each others auras. 

“i’m sorry about your daddy issues,” she apologized. she knew his reputation, but she knew nothing about his personal life. she knew that he had sisters, and that his dad wasn’t the best, but she was curious. she felt bad, she wanted to help him. the boy shrugged his shoulders. 

“it’s okay, there’s nothing i can really do about it. he’s just so...” he trailed off. she knew that he was more of a closed off person when it came to his personal life. 

“you don’t have to open up to me yet, it’s okay. i want you to be able to trust me, i want to be there for you,” she comforted him. he peered down at her, falling in love with the concern in her eyes. he wanted to protect her, to show her the love that he never received. so he did just that, falling deeper into love with her than he ever thought possible. he learned how to be gentle, how to be sympathetic and kind; she brought out the best in him. she knew how to show people their true colors, ones they didn’t even know were trapped inside them.

that was his first favorite thing about her... her second being her daddy issues. 

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