Teenage Dirtbag Masterlist (JJ Maybank x Reader x Rafe Cameron)
summary: You're charmingly spoiled. You're too kind for your own good. You're the princess of Figure 8 ...and you're way out of JJ Maybank's league, but when he realizes that Rafe Cameron's pride and joy is actually a bruised and battered damsel, he's determined to save you.
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Teenage Dirtbag Masterlist (JJ Maybank x Reader x Rafe Cameron)
summary: You're charmingly spoiled. You're too kind for your own good. You're the princess of Figure 8 ...and you're way out of JJ Maybank's league, but when he realizes that Rafe Cameron's pride and joy is actually a bruised and battered damsel, he's determined to save you.
Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because itâs already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.
warnings: smut 18+, violence, polyamorous relationship, threesome, vaginal sex, fingering, oral sex (m. receiving), possessiveness, degradation, praise, fingering, hair pulling, creampie, squirting, spitting, kelce and topper walking in lol
word count: 2.6k
summary: your boyfriends show their possessive side when they see someone flirting with you at a party.
a/n: based on a lucid dream i had. i died while writing this
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âYou want another drink?â Sarah asked, downing what was left of her drink in one gulp. âNo thanks, Iâm gonna look for Rafe and JJ actually, havenât seen them yetâ you replied, your surroundings slightly spinning as you were already feeling pretty intoxicated. You smiled briefly at Sarah before walking away from the pool and heading inside Rafeâs house, the music of the party increasing.
Itâs been a few months since you started dating your boyfriendsâ yes, boyfriends, because both of them were too obsessed with you so they decided to share you, treating you like their princess. It was intense sometimes, especially at the beginning when they had to get used to one another. Besides, a lot of people had various opinions on your relationship, but you still felt thankful and privileged to have boyfriends who were so sweet and caring. Especially considering that many girls would die to be in your position. Tonight is another one of Rafeâs parties, inviting all his kook friends as well as some pogues since JJ insisted on his friends being invited too.
You walked inside the crowded house full of intoxicated people and kissing couples, trying to find them. You glanced around, seeing many familiar faces but not your boyfriends. Just as you turned to go into another room, your arm was suddenly grabbed firmly. âHey, beautiful.â you felt relieved, thinking it mustâve been Rafe or JJ when you realised you didnât recognise the voice. You turned around in confusion and saw a blonde frat-looking guy check you out with a smirk on his face and a red cup in his hand. His blue eyes were fully fixed on you with a cocky smile on his face.
âDo I know you?â you asked, brows knitted together in confusion as you tried your best to refresh your memory, afraid that your intoxicated state made you forget who he was. âIâm Ryan. I used to hang out with Rafe, you know, back when he used to fuck a different girl every weekâ he said with a chuckle as you arched an eyebrow, unsure why he would bring that up. His smile vanished at the sight of your serious expression, before continuing, âAnyway⌠you want a drink, sweetheart?â he asked, motioning towards the drinks table. You gazed at him, wondering if he was aware of the dangerous game he was playing.
âNo, thank you. I have to g-â you started but he quickly cut you off, âOh, come on! You think Iâm scared of your boyfriends? One drink wonât hurt, loosen up a bitâ he argued before he dragged you to the drinks table. You attempted to break free from his hold, but you were too intoxicated to react quickly and he was way stronger than you, clearly taking advantage of the situation.
âHere you go.â he said, handing you a new drink as you looked at it nervously. When he noticed your anxious expression he slid a hand around your waist as he came closer to you. âHey, hey, donât worry. Just wanna get to know my friendâs girlfriend, thatâs all. I respect Rafe, you know.â he explained, easily convincing you in your drunken state as you took the cup from him with a relieved smile.
âSo, tell me about-â he started before being interrupted in an instant when his name was called, âRyan!â You peeked around Ryanâs towering frame and saw Rafe and JJ making their way to you. Ryan instantly took his hand off your waist and went from having a relaxed stance to one that was stiff and nervous. Rafe had a menacing smile on his face as he eyed Ryan and JJ walked next to him, toying with the toothpick in his mouth.
âI see youâve met our girlfriend.â Rafe said, standing just inches away from you two. âSuch a pretty little thing, hm?â JJ added with a cheeky grin, clearly not taking the poor guy seriously. âYeah man, we just talked about⌠stuff. She-sheâs niceâ he stammered, evidently nervous. Rafe nodded with a downward smile on his face and his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. âI see, I seeâŚâ. âLook man, nothing happened, okay? We just talked, thatâs it.â Ryan spoke up, trying his hardest to explain himself while JJ and Rafe exchanged glances, before giving each other a nod. âFucking dumbass.â JJ sneered under his breath as he walked over to you, an arm sliding around your waist as he placed a kiss on top of your head.
âI understand man, no worries.â Rafe reassured before placing his arm over Ryanâs shoulder, âLetâs catch up outside, hmm? We havenât spoken in so long, lots to talk about.â Rafe said as he led Ryan outside, making you turn to face JJ with a worried expression on your face. âWhatâs he going to do with him, J?â you asked, your brows knitted in concern. âSssh, donât worry about it, baby. Heâs just gonna ask him to leave, thatâs all.â he reassured, taking the toothpick out of his mouth and moving his head closer before pressing his lips on yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth as you were heavily making out against the table, causing you to forget about everything else. You were so caught up in the moment that it took you a while to eventually pull away from JJ as he gazed down at you with a loving smile on his face.
When you glanced over JJâs shoulder, you gasped as your eyes widened and your jaw dropped. Rafe leaned over Ryan, who was on the ground, repeatedly punching him until blood was everywhere. âJJ!â you yelled in horror while pointing at the scene. âOh, fuckâ JJ muttered, not necessarily because of Rafe beating him up, but because of you witnessing it. He quickly spun you around so your back was facing the scene before cupping your face in his hands and desperately kissing you again in an attempt to distract you. You instinctively wrapped your arms around JJâs neck, your intoxicated state causing you to forget about the situation again and only feeling hungry for JJ as you pressed him closer to you. His hands already found your ass as he squeezed it, not giving a fuck about anyone watching.
âMy room. Nowâ Rafe ordered as he suddenly walked past you both, causing you to pull away from JJ as you watched Rafe climb the stairs. JJ grabbed your hand as he smirked at you, âYou heard him, princess. Letâs go.â he said, pulling you along and leading you upstairs.
âAm I⌠Am I in trouble? you asked with a soft voice, following JJ in the hallway as you passed several kissing couples. JJ chuckled as he held the door handle to Rafeâs room. âI think we both know the answer to that.â he replied, making you gulp for a moment as he opened the door.
Rafe stood in the centre of the room, his arms folded with an angry expression on his face. Rafe's intimidating frame was accentuated by the lack of light in the room, as only a few red LED lights provided illumination. Even though JJ shut the door behind him, there was still a faint sound of shouting and music coming from downstairs through the walls. âRafe, listen, I-â Rafe interrupted you as soon as you attempted to explain, âWe do the talking here, alright?â Rafe growled as JJ joined him, standing next to him as both of them eyed you while you walked to the bed, sitting down to relieve your sore feet from the heels you were wearing.
âYou didnât have to beat him up Rafe, I swear he didnât do anything! He just offered me a drink and-â you stopped when you heard both of them chuckle, looking at each other before gazing down at you. âI think our girl is a little confused, whatcha think J?â Rafe smirked while approaching you. âNah, youâre right man. I think she forgot who she belongs to.â JJ agreed, nodding as he watched Rafe walk towards you.
Rafe bent down to get at eye level with you, then aggressively gripped your face, forcing you to look at him. âTwo boyfriends is not enough for you? Hmm? God, youâre such a dirty little slut.â You were too afraid to speak as you gazed up at him. âOpen that pretty mouth of yoursâ Rafe ordered and you obliged, opening your mouth widely before Rafe spit in it, âSwallow.â You swallowed while keeping your eyes on him, faces mere inches away from each other. A satisfied smile swept across Rafeâs face as he released his grip on your face, âGood girl.â
Rafe then moved aside, allowing JJ to approach you. JJ wasted no time and pushed you onto the bed, caging you in before planting sloppy kissing all over your neck and undressing you simultaneously, causing you to moan. âTsk, what a dumb girl we have, Rafe.â he growled, sliding the straps of your dress down your arms before fully taking it off, leaving you in just your underwear. âBut so fucking beautiful.â JJ took in your beauty with hungry eyes while biting his lip. He then discarded you of your underwear as well, tossing them across the room. âMake Rafe feel good, baby.â
JJ pushed himself off you while Rafe completely undressed himself, his fully erect cock leaking precum causing anticipation to rage through your body. He looked so beautifulâ the red light accentuating the muscles on his body as he gazed down at you with dark eyes. He got on the bed, sitting against the bedframe before he grabbed your hair and pulled you towards him. âBe a good girl and suck.â
You drew your head nearer, licking up the precum and swirling your tongue around the tip, earning a groan from him. He impatiently pushed your head down, forcing you down his cock. His hand grabbed your hair in a ponytail, preventing it from falling in your face as he bobbed your head up and down. âFuck, just like that.â Rafe groaned as JJ slapped you on the ass, causing you to jolt forward.
âOur pretty girl.â JJ praised while he teased your entrance with his fingers, gathering the wetness and drawing circles on your clit. You moaned around Rafeâs cock, only egging him on as he bucked his hips upwards, causing you to gag. JJ then inserted two fingers into you with ease, as far as they could go. âSo fucking wet for us.â JJ curled his fingers up inside you, pushing against your g-spot, causing your eyes to flutter shut as you let out a loud moan around Rafeâs cock once again. Rafe now grabbed your head with both hands, fully face-fucking you, using you as his personal toy, while JJâs fingers increased their speed, causing your orgasm to approach.
âCum around my fingers, sweet girl. Make a fucking mess.â JJâs words pushed you over the edge, your orgasm washing over you as you felt wetness all over. âHoly fuck, she squirted everywhereâ JJ exclaimed, a chuckle leaving his mouth before he licked his fingers clean. âDirty girlâ Rafe groaned, his voice low and raspy as he continued to fuck your face.
You then heard the buckle of a belt behind you, and not much later you felt JJâs cock teasing your folds, before fully pushing himself in. âStill so tight, fuck.â He groaned before setting a steady rhythm that made you grip the sheets. The sensation was almost becoming too muchâ the way JJâs cock hit your g-spot repeatedly and Rafe fucking into your mouth, saliva running down your face.
Just as you were about to come, the door suddenly swung open, the music and yelling from downstairs filling the room. JJ's thrusts came to a half when all of you looked to your side as your eyes began to widen. âHey, Rafe, you got some- No fucking way.â âGoddamn.â Both Kelce and Topper stood in the doorway, a smirk on both their faces as they eyed every inch of your body. âWell, this is awkward.â JJ uttered as his lips tightened into a thin line. An irritated sigh left Rafeâs mouth as he rolled his eyes, âGet the fuck out before I fucking kill both of you!â He shouted, Kelce and Topper snickering when they left the room and shut the door behind them.
âNow, where were we?â JJ asked before abruptly slamming into you again, causing you to fall forward on Rafeâs chest. âHey, hey,â Rafe took hold of your head, pulling it up with both hands as he raised his eyebrows at you, âDid I say you could stop sucking? Donât think so.â He pushed you back on his cock with his hand behind your head, guiding you. You could feel JJâs thrusts getting sloppy and lose rhythm, knowing he was close. âFuck, gonna cum so deep inside this pretty pussy.â he growled before painting your walls with his warm cum, his hands firmly gripping your hips. You could feel his sperm dripping onto the bed as soon as he pulled out.
Rafe shoved you off him, causing you to look at him with a questioning expression, given that he hasnât cum yet. â Wanna cum inside that tight pussy of yours, filling you with both our cum.â he said as he stood up and flipped you over, causing a small squeal to leave your mouth as you were lying on your back. He grabbed your legs and spread them wider before spitting on your cunt and pushing into you in one quick thrust, making you scream out his name loudly. He immediately set a relentless pace, gripping your waist as he pounded into you while grunting, your tits bouncing to his rhythm.
âDoing so well for us, princessâ JJ praised as he sat next to you, grabbing your face and kissing you passionately with his other hand massaging your boobs. You moaned into JJâs mouth as Rafe placed your legs over his shoulders, reaching even deeper parts inside of you. âYou wanna cum?â Rafe asked as you nodded, your eyes closed as your vision became blurry, âThen fucking beg for it.â âP-please, let me cum. I need to!â JJ chuckled as his hand slowly travelled to your core, drawing fast circles on your clit. âYou hear that, Rafe? Our poor girl needs to cum.â Rafe groaned as he increased his speed and placed quick kisses on your legs. âThen letâs help her.â
JJâs fingers quickened their speed as he marked your neck in hickeys, causing you to grip his arm hard, your nails leaving crescent shapes in his skin and Rafe was close to coming too, his cock hitting all the right spots inside of you. âGonna cum for us, sweet girl?â JJ whispered into your ear and you could only nod, unable to speak. âGonna fill you up so fucking good, like the dirty whore you are.â Rafe groaned before his orgasm struck, filling you to the brim with his warmth. You came not long after that, walls fluttering around Rafeâs cock as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the grip on JJâs arm tightening. âJust like that, princess. Good girlâ JJ praised as you came down from your high, chest heaving up and down as you tried to catch your breath.
Rafe pulled out slowly and bent down to place soft kisses on your cunt before getting dressed immediately, causing you to look at him with a confused expression. âBe right back. J, take good care of our girl.â He instructed before exiting the room. âYes, sir!â JJ replied jokingly before shifting his attention back to you. âW-where is he going?â you stuttered, still feeling disoriented due to your orgasm. âProbably killing Kelce and Topper for walking in and seeing you. You know how he gets.â JJ shrugged as he picked you up bridal style before you could say anything else, taking you to the bathroom, âDonât worry about it. Come on, lemme take care of our pretty girl.â
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Pairing: Thorton!female oc x Rafe Cameron x JJ Maybank
Warnings: Violence, Fighting, Alludes to smut
Description: Her brother's best friend and the best friend of her brother's enemy, what could possibly go wrong?
Requested: NO / yes
Jordyn sat on the porch of her house watching as his brother tried to explain why his boat had sunk in the first place to their mother, Jordyn had told her brother that his boat was bobbing in the water when she woke up this morning to watch the water.
Now, she watches as her brother stutters to explain that the sinking of his boat was actually not his fault.
Their mother walked back into the house as Topper stayed on the porch.
"It was the Heyward kid," Her brother mutters to himself.
"Don't do anything more stupid that'll get you in more trouble," Jordyn says to her brother as she sees the wheels of disaster spinning in Topper's head.
Topper just nods, not at all paying attention to his little sister.
"Can I ride with you to the movie tonight?" Jordyn asks; her brother doesn't answer, clearly not paying attention.
Jordyn rolls her eyes and goes into the house, leaving her brother alone to his thoughts.
About an hour later, there's a knock at the front door, and Jordyn, who's in the living room, goes to open it.
On the other side stands Rafe Cameron.
"Where's your brother?" Rafe asks, looking at Jordyn a little longer than she should.
"Where he's been for the last hour," Jordyn deadpans him.
"Okay, what do want for you to tell me?" Rafe asks, knowing the drill; you want something from Jordyn; you have to give her something in return.
"A ride to that movie thing tonight," Jordyn says as she opens the door wider.
But just as Rafe goes to step inside she quickly closes the door so he can't get in, "Fine."
Jordyn smiles and opens the door even wider than before and lets Rafe in.
"He's on the porch, let him know I'll be back in a couple hours," Jordyn says as she grabs her keys and goes to walk out the door.
"Where are you going?" Rafe questions, stopping just before the end of the foyer.
"None of your business," and with that, Jordyn is out the door and making her way across the island.
Jordyn made her way to the Wreck, but she didn't go in.
She waited for maybe 5 minutes before hands were in front of her eyes from behind, "You'll never guess."
"Hmmm... Rafe?" Jordyn says jokingly.
"I'm offended you think I'm that prick," the voice says as Jordyn turns around to see her secret boyfriend, well, one of them.
Jordyn chuckles, "So, which one of you sunk my brother's boat?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about," JJ says in an innocent voice.
"Sure, well, he's out for blood, just letting you know. Pretty sure he's roping Rafe in as we speak," Jordyn tells the blonde.
JJ nods at her statement, "So, I know about Rafe. Did he question why you left the house?"
"Yeah, but I just left after telling him it wasn't something he needed to know," Jordyn starts. "If he thinks it's okay to say that we mean nothing when he's the one that started it. He doesn't need to know."
JJ again nods at what she told him as the two make their way to Heywards.
"I love you, but I do have to go. See you tonight?" Jordyn says as she sees her brother up the road, though she's sure he hasn't seen her.
"Yeah," JJ says, quickly kissing her cheek before she walks to her brother's vehicle.
"Hey," Jordyn says as she stands in front of the driver's window.
"Get in, let's go, god," Topper says to his sister.
Jordyn chuckles as she walks around the front of her brother's car.
That night, Jordyn got a ride to an outdoor movie night with Rafe, her brother, and Kelce.
She rode up front, next to Rafe, as she was the first one in the car, while her brother and Kelce came with Rafe, walking out of the Thorton residence.
Topper tried to get her to get out of the passenger seat, but Rafe told him it wasn't even worth it to fight over.
It was enough to make Topper stap and just get in the back.
When they got there, Jordyn looked and saw JJ, giving him a small wave before turning her attention back to her brother and his friends.
"Rafe, can I borrow some money?" Jordyn asks Rafe, knowing her brother wouldn't give her any, saying that she's 18 and didn't bring her own.
"Yeah, I'll come with," Rafe says as he leads the girl away from the group toward the concessions.
"Why are you waving to that blonde pogue?" Rafe mutters angrily.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Rafe. Are you okay?" Jordyn asks the older teen looking at him in confusion.
Rafe just rolls his eyes, he'll get answers, maybe not from her, but he will get one from him.
Later that night, Jordyn realizes that Kelce, Topper, and Rafe have disappeared. She looks to where she had seen JJ and sees both him and Pope not there, and Kiara realizes that they haven't returned.
Jordyn goes to Kiara, who looks rather annoyed that she's come up to her, "Have you seen my brother or his friends?"
"No, have you seen JJ or Pope?" Kiara asks, putting her annoyance aside for just a second.
"No, but I don't know. My brother was planning something," Jordyn says.
There's a moment of silence, and then both of their eyes go wide as the two look around and hear something from behind the screen. Going there to find Kelce and Topper beating up Pope and Rafe fighting with JJ.
Jordyn goes to Rafe as Kie goes to Pope.
"Stop," Jordyn begs Rafe, which doesn't work.
Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Kie trying to do something to the screen and goes over to help her.
The two manage to get the lighter started and set fire to the screen, making the boys break apart.
Jordyn watches as Rafe tells JJ something before going over to her and pulling her with him as her brother and Kelce leave, going to the car and Kie tends to JJ and Pope.
Jordyn had snuck out of the house and made her way to Tanny Hill, per Rafe's request and just walked in when she got there, knowing that Rose and Ward had taken Wheezie away for the night.
When she makes it to the living room, she finds JJ sitting across from Rafe.
Rafe looks angry, and JJ looks rather calm for being in Tanny Hill.
"Sit, Darling, we need to talk," Rafe says as he stands, grabbing her and beckoning JJ to follow.
They make their way upstairs to Rafe's room.
JJ sits on Rafe's bed as Rafe continues to stand and points for Jordyn to sit in his desk chair as he brings it closer to his bed.
Jordyn swallows and goes to sit.
Not ten minutes later, she's in JJ's lap as he attacks her neck with Rafe standing in front of the both of them, kissing Jordyn with such hunger that it's almost as if he wants to devour her.
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masterlist ! pairing: Rudy Pankow x reader x Drew Starkey
Summary: Rudy ,Drew and Y/n are confessing their love for each other
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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the beach as Rudy , Drew , and Y/n strolled along the shore, the gentle lapping of the waves providing a soothing backdrop to their conversation. Tonight was different; there was an unspoken tension lingering in the air, a sense that something significant was about to happen.
As they walked, Y/n felt her heart racing, her thoughts consumed by the weight of the words she longed to say. She stole a glance at Rudy and Drew, their profiles illuminated by the soft light of the setting sun, and felt a surge of warmth flood her chest. It was now or never.
Rudy slowed his pace, turning to face Y/n with a tender smile. "Is everything okay, Y/n?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.
Y/n took a deep breath, summoning the courage to speak her truth. "There's something I need to tell you both," she began, her voice wavering slightly. "Something I've been feeling for a long time now."
Drew and Rudy exchanged a glance, a flicker of curiosity dancing in their eyes. "What is it, Y/n?" Drew asked, his voice gentle.
Y/n took another deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. "I love you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Both of you."
The words hung in the air, a tangible reminder of the depth of her feelings. Drew and Rudy stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock as they processed her confession.
After a moment of stunned silence, Rudy took a step forward, his expression filled with tenderness. "Y/n, I⌠I love you too," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "More than I ever thought possible."
Y/n felt tears prickle at the corners of her eyes, overwhelmed by the intensity of Rudy's declaration. "RudyâŚ" she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.
Drew stepped forward, his hand finding hers in a comforting gesture. "Y/n, IâŚ" he began, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words.
Y/n turned to Drew, her heart pounding in her chest. "Drew, what is it?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.
Drew took a deep breath, his eyes locking with hers. "I love you too, Y/n," he confessed, his voice raw with emotion. "More than I ever thought possible."
A sense of euphoria washed over Y/n as she absorbed Drew's words, her heart soaring with joy. "I can't believe this is happening," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder.
Rudy wrapped his arms around Y/n, pulling her into a tight embrace. "It's real, Y/n," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "We love you, more than anything in this world."
Drew joined them, enveloping them both in his embrace. "You're everything to us, Y/n," he whispered, his voice filled with reverence. "Our hearts are aligned with yours."
As they stood together on the beach, surrounded by the beauty of the ocean and the warmth of each other's love, Y/n knew that she had found her home. In Rudy and Drew's arms, she found solace, acceptance, and a love that transcended all boundaries.
As the stars twinkled overhead, casting their shimmering light upon the trio, Y/n felt a sense of peace wash over her. With Rudy and Drew by her side, she knew that anything was possible. They were bound together by a love that was as infinite as the universe itself, a love that would light their way through even the darkest of nights.
back rubs. reading on his lap while he smokes. shopping together. soapy baths. praying together, ironically. calming each other. yacht dates. buying you everything you want and need. sneaking into your room at night. pleasing you every moment he can. nude sunbathing. surprise trips all over the world in his dad's plane. sloppy kisses. driving you around in his jeep. picking you up on his overly expensive bike. won't let you smoke or take a hit because he cares too much about your health. protective over you, especially with pogues. loverboy!Rafe is obsessed with you.
a/n: i was inspird by @rafeyscurtainbangs post! so please enjoyđ¤
warnings: suggestive
the fire crackles behind you, but itâs nothing compared to the heat between you, jj, and rafe. theyâre both sitting way too closeâclose enough that you can feel jjâs knee pressing into yours on one side, while rafeâs hand rests dangerously on your lower back, fingers grazing the bare skin beneath your shirt.
you hadnât expected this. maybe youâd picked up on the tension between them before, the way they always seemed to push each otherâs buttons when it came to you, but tonight it feels differentâheavier. and now, youâre caught in the middle of something that neither of them seems willing to back down from.
jjâs the first to make a move, his eyes locking on yours with that mischievous glint youâve seen a thousand times before. only this time, itâs different. "you ever wonder what itâd be like, huh?" he asks, voice low as his hand slides up your thigh. "being stuck between the two of us?"
you swallow, your breath catching as you feel jjâs grip tighten slightly, his thumb brushing the inside of your leg in a way that has you holding back a gasp. you glance at rafe, but his face is unreadable, eyes dark as he watches jjâs hand on you, his own fingers tracing soft circles on your back.
rafe doesnât respond, not at first. instead, he leans in closer, his lips brushing the shell of your ear as he whispers, "i donât think sheâs ready for that, jj."
his breath is hot against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. your heart is pounding in your chest, the tension crackling in the air around you. before you can say anything, jjâs fingers tilt your chin up, his blue eyes staring down at you with a smirk playing on his lips.
"oh, i think she can handle it," jj murmurs, his mouth so close to yours that you can feel his breath. "but maybe youâre the one who canât handle it, rafe."
rafe scoffs, his hand sliding up your back and resting on your shoulder, pulling you just a little closer to him. "keep dreaming, maybank," rafe mutters, but thereâs a dangerous edge to his voice. itâs like a challenge, one that jj is more than willing to accept.
before you can react, jjâs lips crash against yours, catching you off guard. his kiss is rough, demanding, like heâs been holding back for too long. his hand grips your thigh, holding you in place as he kisses you deeply, his tongue sliding against yours in a way that leaves you breathless.
you donât even have a moment to recover before rafeâs fingers slip under your chin, gently pulling you away from jjâs kiss. his touch is softer, more controlled, but his eyes burn with something darker as he leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a way that makes your heart race.
"not so fast," rafe whispers, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip before his mouth captures yours in a kiss thatâs just as intense, just as overwhelming. rafeâs kiss is rougher this time, like heâs trying to prove something, and youâre caught in the middle of it, your senses overwhelmed by the push and pull between them.
jj isnât done, though. his lips are back on your neck, trailing soft, teasing kisses along your skin that send a jolt of electricity through you. you gasp, your head tilting back as jjâs mouth continues to explore, his hand sliding higher up your thigh, dangerously close to the edge of your shorts.
you feel rafeâs hand tighten on your waist as jjâs lips brush over the sensitive spot just below your ear. "you like this, donât you?" jj murmurs against your skin, his breath warm as his tongue flicks over your pulse point. "being the center of attention. being ours."
itâs not a question. itâs a statement. and the truth is, you do. youâve never felt like this before, caught between the two of them, both of their hands on you, both of their mouths claiming you in their own way. itâs intoxicating, overwhelming, and you donât want it to stop.
rafe pulls back slightly, his lips ghosting over your jawline as his eyes lock on jj. "think sheâs ready for both of us?" rafe asks, his voice low, dangerous.
jj grins, his teeth grazing the skin of your neck. "guess weâre about to find out," he mutters, his hand slipping under your shirt, fingers brushing the bare skin of your stomach. his touch is light, teasing, making you squirm between them.
rafe chuckles, a dark, rumbling sound that sends another thrill through you. "better hold on tight, baby," he whispers, his hand sliding lower, gripping your waist as he pulls you closer to him. "youâre in for a ride."
and then, almost in sync, both of them lean in. jjâs lips meet yours again, softer this time, teasing, while rafeâs mouth trails down your neck, his breath hot against your skin as his teeth graze your collarbone. youâre caught between them, their bodies pressing against yours, their hands exploring, their kisses leaving you breathless and dizzy.
you donât know where jj ends and rafe begins anymore. itâs all heat, all need, and youâre the center of it, the object of their desire. their hands slide over your skin, their lips moving against yours, and you canât help but get lost in the sensation, in the way they both seem to want you, need you.
jj pulls away first, just enough to catch his breath, his forehead resting against yours as his thumb brushes over your cheek. "still think you can handle this?" he asks, his voice rough, breathless.
you donât have a chance to respond before rafeâs lips are back on yours, his kiss more demanding this time, his hand slipping lower, pulling you against him. "youâre not going anywhere," rafe whispers against your lips, his fingers digging into your skin. "youâre ours."
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SUMMARY: The Pogues finally find the gold they've been searching for after countless obstacles. However, when it comes to actually succeeding, the universe has other plans. Held at gunpoint in the middle of nowhere, a spontaneous decision changes everything. In the heat of the moment, words are said that reveal hidden feelings. Emotions run high, leading them to confront not only their enemies, but also their own emotions.
WARNINGS: established relationship, cursing, mild angst, talks of drugs, typical OBX level violence, suggestive towards the end but no smut!
A/N: Happy OBX 4 release day! This one shot is one of my old Wattpad drafts from when I was writing a JJ story. Enjoy this drabble as I try to publish another chapter of broken record or collateral hearts soon! This ended up being a long one, enjoy! Divider by @marvelstoriesepic
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"Hell of a job melting it down, Dr. Frankenstein," JJ scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Kiara as he stepped out of the Twinkie. He clutched the melted piece of gold tightly in his hand, its weight a tangible reminder of what everyone was expecting him to do. As the group arrived outside a shabby pawn shop on the outskirts of the Outer Banks, the rundown aspect and the graffiti on the walls made your skin crawl. The shops window's were smeared with grime, making it impossible to see inside, and the peeling paint revealed patches of weathered wood.
Kiara shot JJ a glare, her frustration evident in the tight set of her jaw and the clenching of her fists. "Like you could have done any better." She retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. JJ stepped closer, standing toe to toe with her, not backing down from her challenging gaze. "I could have done much better. I took a welding class," He sassed, a smirk playing on his lips. "Woah, woah, hey!" John B chastised, stepping in between his two friends.
His presence seemed to diffuse some of the tension, his calm demeanor acting as a buffer between the two. You followed his lead, grabbing JJ by his arm and rubbing comforting circles with your thumb on his forearm knowing that he was anxious. You could feel the taut muscles in JJ's arm slowly beginning to relax under your touch, the rhythmic motion of your thumb providing a small measure of comfort.
"Chill out, okay?" John B coaxed, his voice gentle but firm. You watched as Kiara's eyes softened slightly, her earlier anger giving way to a mix of concern and frustration. She took a step back, her shoulders sagging as she exhaled deeply. "It's easy for you to say that," JJ scoffed, his voice tinged with bitterness. "You're not the one that has to pawn off this piece of shit." He emphasized his point by holding up the gold bars that were now melted in a unrecognizable shape, the once gleaming metal was now a twisted, misshapen lump.
"How did I get this job anyway?" JJ muttered, more to himself than anyone else. "Cause you're the best liar." Pope replied nonchalantly, his tone matter-of-fact. Letting out a sigh JJ turned to you, his cerulean blue eyes locking with yours. His eyes were a stormy sea, filled with a mix of frustration and determination. He turned his head, tapping his cheek. "Kiss, for you know, good luck." He grinned, his usual mischievous spark returning momentarily. You rolled your eyes at your boyfriends antics yet leaned in to kiss him nonetheless.
Just as your lips were about to collide with his cheek, he turned his head at the last second, smashing his lips with your in a kiss that was way too passionate for it to be in front of your friends. The warmth of his lips, the sudden intensity, made your heart race. You could have sworn you heard your sister mutter an "aww" while everyone else fake gagged, their exaggerated sounds filling the air. Pulling yourself away from the kiss, much to JJ's dismay, you smiled, leaning up and pressing one more chaste kiss to his pouting lips.
The brief contact left a lingering warmth, a promise of more to come. "You got this," You reassured him, squeezing his bicep in emphasis, feeling the tension in his muscles. "Showtime," He mumbled to himself, mentally preparing. Straightening his shoulders, he took a deep breath, and gave you one last look before stepping forward. Behind you, Sarah reached out and squeezed your hand, her grip offering a silent message of solidarity and support. The warmth of her touch was comforting, grounding you in the moment.
Everyone followed JJ into the empty shop, the jingle of the bell on the door announcing your arrival. The sound seemed to echo in the quiet space, a stark contrast to the tension that hung in the air. "Afternoon, ma'am." JJ greeted, his voice steady but carrying an undercurrent of anxiety. The shop was dimly lit, with dust particles dancing in the beams of barely there sunlight that filtered through the windows. Shelves lined the walls, filled with various trinkets and curiosities, each one telling its own story. âAfternoon.â The pawnbroker, an elderly woman with a stern face and piercing eyes, looked up from behind the counter.
Her gaze swept over your group as you spaced yourselves around the room, lingering on JJ for a moment longer. JJ stepped forward, trying to maintain his composure under her scrutinizing gaze. "I see you buy gold," He emphasized, his voice steady but with a hint of nervousness. "That's what the sign says, don't it?" She retorted, her lips curling into a sneer. She glanced at the sign hanging in the window, its letters faded and worn. "Well, I sure hope you buy a lot of it, because I am about to blow your mind." JJ carefully opened his bag, revealing the items inside. The pawnbroker's eyes never left his hands, watching his every move with a hawk-like intensity.
"I ain't got much mind left to blow, so have at it," She challenged, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Her eyes gleamed with a mix of defiance and curiosity. "How about them gold apples," JJ replied, his voice steady as he placed the melted gold onto the counter with a thump that echoed throughout the shop. The sound seemed to reverberate off the walls, adding a weighty finality to his action. The pawnbroker chuckled cynically, shaking her head. "That ain't real," She declared, her voice filled with disbelief and a hint of mockery. Her eyes flicked to the gold, then back to JJ, as if daring him to prove her wrong.
"That ain't real?" JJ scoffed, his eyebrows shooting up in disbelief. He leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a near whisper. "It can't be," The pawnbroker pressed, her voice faltering slightly as doubt began to creep in. She reached out a tentative hand, her fingers hovering just above the gold, as if afraid to touch it. "Feel how heavy it is," He countered, his voice firm and confident. He nudged the gold closer to her, the metal glinting under the dim light. The pawnbroker hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked on JJ's, searching for any sign of deceit. Finally, she picked up the gold, her fingers curling around it.
Her expression shifted from skepticism to surprise as she felt the weight of the metal in her hand. The shop fell silent, the only sound being the faint creak of the floorboards as she adjusted her stance, the gold weighing heavily in her grasp. "Mhm, here let's get some light on that." The group watched intently as she narrowed her eyes, but nevertheless picked up a nearby magnifying glass with a light, inspecting the chunk of gold closely. "Spray-painted tungsten." She concluded, her voice laced with doubt but still firm.
"Really, okay?" JJ rolled his eyes. "Why don't you see how soft it is." He suggested. "You mind?" The pawnbroker asked, holding up a small mallet, her eyes seeking permission. "No, go for it." JJ urged, his gaze unwavering as he watched her. She brought the mallet down gently, making a small dent in the gold, then pushed down on it for further inspection. "Wow. Would you look at that." JJ remarked sarcastically, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hold your horses, we ain't got the acid test yet." She shot back, her confidence wavering slightly. "Ooh, the acid test," He turned, his eyes locking onto yours, a mischievous glint in them.
"My favorite, baby." He added with a wink, grinning as he noticed how the simple action made you flush. You pretended to be distracted by a limited edition book on the shelf, your heart racing as you tried to avoid his piercing gaze. This was certainly not the place or time. Everyone held their breath as the woman dribbled a few drops of acid on top of the gold. The liquid sizzled slightly, emitting a faint, acrid smell that filled the small shop. "Well, it ain't plated, and it ain't painted," she assessed, her tone now more serious. "Ma'am, I'm telling ya, this is as real as the day is long," He insisted, growing tired of the back and forth, his patience wearing thin.
"It looks like someone tried to melt it down," she raised a brow, her eyes meeting JJ's in a challenging gaze. The air seemed to crackle with unspoken accusations. "My mom," You stepped in, linking your arm through JJ's as the pawnbroker eyed you both suspiciously. "She had all this jewelry laying around the house, and she thought it was best to melt it down to "consolidate" it." You tried to sound as convincing as possible, your voice steady despite the nervous flutter in your stomach. The lie felt heavy on your tongue, but you pushed through, hoping it would be enough to satisfy her.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Sarah bite her lip to stop the laugh that she almost let out at your evident lie. The pawnbrokers gaze flickered between you and JJ, her skepticism evident. The silence stretched, each second feeling like an eternity. Turning around with a sigh, she placed the gold into a small scale behind the counter, the scale creaked under the weight. "Seven pounds," Her eyes widened. "That's a lot of earrings." Her voice had a hint of disbelief, and you could almost see the wheels turning in her head as she tried to piece together your story.
"Okay, to be honest, ma'am," JJ spoke, clearing his throat and adopting a more somber tone. "It's really hard to see my fiancĂŠ's mom fall apart with Alzheimer's. Breaks my heart, truly." His voice wavered slightly, adding an authentic touch to the fabricated story. "Give me a minute." She tsked, walking towards a secluded office. JJ nodded solemnly, playing into the act of the heartbroken fiancĂŠ. "Take your time, ma'am." As soon as she was out of earshot, you turned to give JJ a look of disbelief. "Alzheimer's really?" You whispered, trying to keep your voice low. The absurdity of the situation was almost too much to handle, and you could feel a nervous giggle bubbling up inside you.
"So I talked to my boss, and this is what I can do." The pawnbroker returned, holding a piece of paper with a price written on it. Inspecting it, JJ raised his brows. "Fifty thousand?" He repeated, his voice tinged with incredulity. The offer was far lower than what you had hoped for, and you could see the frustration building in JJ's eyes. "You think I walked in here not knowin' the spot price?" JJ retorted, his voice firm. "I know for a fact this is worth 140 at least." His confidence was unwavering, and you could see the pawnbroker's resolve starting to crack. "Well sweetie, you in a pawn shop. This ain't Zurich." Her voice was firm, but there was a hint of concession in her tone.
"Ninety, or I walk," He bargained, his voice steady. "Seventy, half price, and I don't ask questions about where you got this.â JJ clenched his jaw, looking over at John B, who nodded his head, giving him the green light. "I'm gonna need that in large denominations, please," JJ agreed, his voice calm but resolute. "Well, here's the snag, I don't have that much denominated. Not here anyway, but I can write you a cashier's check." JJ immediately shook his head. âNo maâam, I want the cold hard, thatâs what that sign says. Cash for gold, and thatâs what I expect.â He pointed to the sign on the wall as emphasis.
âWell, I have to send you to the warehouse. I have the money there. Is that alright?â Everyone in the room held their breath, watching as JJ mentally weighed his options over in his head. âWhereâs this warehouse?â He finally asked, his voice steady but with a hint of skepticism. That is how the group found themselves further into the middle of nowhere following the pawnbroker's instructions to the supposed "warehouse". The road was rough and winding, lined with tall, ominous trees that seemed to close in on them as they drove deeper into the unknown.
To say you were on edge would have been a complete understatement. Every creak of the van and small jolt from where you were seated on JJ's lap made your heart race faster. "So, they keep money out here?" Pope voiced aloud the question everyone was probably thinking. His voice broke the silence, but instead of easing the tension, it only seemed to heighten it. The unease in his tone mirrored the anxiety that had settled in your chest. JJ shrugged, attempting to lighten the mood. "That's what she said," He chuckled at his own joke. "That's what she said." His snicker was met with silence, the gravity of their situation overshadowing any chance of humor.
"Stop," Pope warned, his expression hardening. The seriousness in his eyes was a stark contrast to JJ's attempt at levity. "That was cute, but definitely not the time, J," You exasperated, your voice barely above a whisper. The fear and uncertainty in your tone were unmistakable. The blonde boy nodded, his playful demeanor fading. He held onto the melted gold in one hand, the other resting reassuringly on your thigh. The warmth of his touch was a small comfort in the midst of the overwhelming tension. "I've never even heard of Resurrection Drive." Sarah inquired. "That's cause your rich." JJ mumbled under his breath.
"You've never heard of it either." Both you and Kiara retorted in unison. "Thank you." Sarah replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "There's nothing but weeds back here." Kiara informed the group, looking out the van's window and seeing nothing but shrubbery. JJ was about to retort with another sarcastic comment, yet he was interrupted by the sudden, piercing sound of a siren. The noise sliced through the tense silence like a knife. Sure enough, John B looked in the rearview mirror, his eyes widening as he saw the flashing lights of a car behind them, signaling for them to pull over.
"Cops? Out here?" Kiara questioned, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Are you kidding me!" JJ fumed, his grip tightening on the gold and your thigh, the panic in his eyes was evident. "What did we do?" Sarah questioned, her voice small and wavering, the fear clear in her tone. "Stash that," John B whispered urgently to JJ, who was still holding onto the gold in his hand. You quickly got off his lap and sat next to Kiara, your heart pounding in your chest. The van's interior felt even more confined as Pope and John B coaxed JJ to hurry up. The oppressive weight of the situation pressed down on you, making every second feel like an eternity as you waited for what would happen next.
Your heart sank in your chest upon hearing the cock of a gun and seeing a rifle a few inches away from John B's face. The metallic click echoed ominously in the confined space of the van. "Why don't I go ahead and see them hands in the air?" A gruff voice declared, belonging to a mystery assailant who wore a bandana on the lower half of his face. The fear that gripped your heart quickly morphed into a seething anger. You knew that voice. "All of y'alls hands up in the air right now." Oh hell no, you thought to yourself. This was going to end here and now. "No," You seethed, making direct eye contact with your assailant. You could tell by the look in his eyes that he knew you recognized him, and his cover slipped slightly.
The tension in the van was palpable, like a coiled spring ready to snap. Every muscle in your body was tense, ready to spring into action. The familiarity of the voice only fueled your anger, making it harder to think clearly. You could feel the eyes of your friends on you, their fear and confusion mirroring your own. "Just do as he says, Y/N," John B urged, his voice steady but his eyes betraying his fear. He slowly raised his hands, setting an example for the rest of you. "No," You shook your head, challenging him. The defiance in your voice was clear. The assailant's eyes narrowed behind the bandana.
"Alright, tough girl, come on out here then," He taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. "Y/N, what are you doing?" Sarah whimpered, her voice trembling as she watched you step out of the van, the barrel of the gun trained on you. "It's gonna be okay, Sarah," You reassured her, trying to keep your voice calm despite the fear gnawing at your insides. "Y/N!" This time it was JJ. His voice cracked with desperation. As your eyes met his, you could see he was barely holding it together, his usual bravado nowhere to be found. "JJ, trust me, stay here," You coaxed, trying to project as much confidence as you could muster. The last thing you needed was for him to do something reckless.
"I'd listen to the lady, unless you want your brain scattered here on the side of the road," The assailant threatened, his voice cold and unyielding. The weight of his words hung in the air, adding to the already suffocating tension. "I'll be okay, I'll be right back," You promised, hoping your words would be enough to keep your friends from doing anything rash. You took a deep breath, steeling yourself for whatever was to come, and stepped further away from the van, feeling the eyes of your friends burning into your back. Once you were a safe distance away from the van, Barry lowered his rifle, letting out a surprised chuckle. "Mighty brave of you, Cameron, especially 'cause I'm the one holdin' the gun." He mocked.
"Oh please," You rolled your eyes, your voice laced with disdain. "Drop the act, Barry," Addressing him by his name with a tone of authority, you crossed your arms over your chest, standing your ground. "We both know Rafe will kill you if you so much as lay a finger on me." You smirked confidently. "Now, why don't we cut to the chase, shall we?" You proposed, your eyes never leaving his as you reached for the shiny gold diamond ring that adorned your knuckle. Barry watched in disbelief as you slipped it off and held it out to him. "Here," You coaxed, handing him the ring. "This will get you a couple thousand dollars if you pawn it off right." Barry took the ring, studying it in the sunlight. "This covers what you and your friends got, but not what country club owes me, you feel me.â
You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest once more, the frustration evident in your posture. "How much does he owe you?" You asked, your voice tinged with exasperation. "At least two hundred," Barry replied, a smirk playing on his lips. Sighing, you reached into your back pocket for your wallet, picking out two hundred dollar bills. "Are we free to go?" You huffed, knowing that if this deal took any longer, your boyfriend would most likely come and take matters into his own hands, whether Barry had a gun or not. "Tell your boy toy that his attitude's gonna get him in trouble," Barry sneered. "Don't," You spat, your eyes narrowing. "If you even think of touching him, we're going to have a problem. You feel me?" You threw back his previous words with a defiant glare.
Raising his hands in mock surrender "Damn, looks like I hit a nerve." Barry chuckled. "I mean it, Barry," You insisted, your voice steady and unwavering. With one final smirk in your direction, Barry pockets the cash and the ring and climbs into his car without a single look back in your direction. You let out a breath you didn't realize you'd been holding and turn back towards the van. As you approached, the tension was palpable, hanging thick in the air. "What the hell was that?" Sarah was the first to question you, her eyes wide with concern as you climbed into the backseat as if nothing had happened.
"I handled it, it's over." You shrugged nonchalantly, but the tightness in your chest betrayed your calm facade. Sarah scoffed, clearly unconvinced by your bravado. "That was pretty stupid, Y/N," Kiara scolded, her voice filled with frustration. Everyone nodded in agreement, their faces a mix of worry and disapproval. You shrugged them off, trying to meet JJ's eyes, who had yet to say anything. You could see the worry and anger battling for dominance in his eyes, the tension in his jaw making it clear just how much he was holding back. "Let's get out of here," John B broke the silence, his voice a calm command that cut through the tension. Everyone was unharmed, yet you somehow knew this was far from over.
Arriving back at the Château, you watched JJ throw open the door before John B even parked his van. The sound of the door slamming against the wall echoed through the air. You watched as JJ stormed inside, his movements quick and agitated. One hand was gripping his chest, his knuckles white from the pressure, while the other was balled into a tight fist, veins visible under his skin. He didn't look back, his anger propelling him forward. John B, Kiara, Sarah, and Pope turned to you, their faces a mix of concern and curiosity. It was as if they were silently asking if they should get involved, their eyes darting between you and the direction JJ had gone.
"I'll handle it," You sighed, feeling the weight of the situation settle on your shoulders. You stepped down from the van, the gravel crunching under your feet. "Good luck," John B sing-songed, a teasing lilt in his voice. You flipped him off with a smirk, hearing Sarah and Kiara scold him in unison. Their voices faded as you walked through the door, the familiar scent of the Château enveloping you. You found JJ in the spare bedroom, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. His footsteps were heavy, each step reverberating through the wooden floor. His eyes flicked up to meet yours, filled with a storm of emotions - anger, frustration, and a hint of vulnerability.
"JJ, talk to me," You urged softly, stepping closer. Your voice was calm, trying to soothe the tempest within him. He stopped pacing and turned to face you fully. His expression was a mix of anger and hurt, his jaw clenched tightly. "What the hell were you thinking, Y/N? You could've gotten yourself killed!" His voice cracked slightly, betraying the fear behind his anger. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, but you took a deep breath to steady yourself. "He's the scumbag who sells coke to my brother. I know him and what he's capable of. As much of a psychotic asshole as he is, he wouldn't hurt me. Not without facing Rafe's wrath." That only made JJ angrier. "How are you so sure?"
He shook his head, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer, the space between you shrinking. "Maybe next time you won't be so lucky, or I won't be there to protect you." His voice was low, almost a growl, and you could see the worry etched into his features, mingling with the anger. His fists were clenched at his sides, and his breathing was ragged. "I'm fine," you replied, trying to sound reassuring. "It's over now." "Over?!" JJ's voice rose, and he ran a hand through his hair in exasperation. "Dammit Y/N, you don't get it!" He screamed, pulling his hair in frustration. "I was fucking terrified. Did you know how scared I felt, watching the woman I love being held at gunpoint?" His voice broke, and you could see the tears welling up in his eyes, though he tried to blink them away.
You opened your mouth, but nothing seemed to come out. The weight of his words hung in the air, heavy and significant. "What did you just say?" You finally managed to whisper, your heart pounding in your chest. JJ stayed quiet, almost as if processing the words himself. His breathing slowed, and he looked away, his shoulders slumping. The vulnerability in his stance was palpable, and it hit you just how deeply he cared. This was more than just anger; it was fear of losing someone he couldn't bear to lose. "JJ," You coaxed to stop him from overthinking, knowing that his flight or fight mode was kicking in.
JJ's confession hung in the air, the raw emotion in his voice making your heart ache. You could see the fear and love in his eyes, and it made everything else fade away. The room seemed to shrink, and all that mattered was the two of you, standing there, vulnerable and exposed. "I love you, Y/N," He repeated, his voice softer this time, filled with a desperate need for you to understand. He took a hesitant step closer, his eyes searching yours for any sign of rejection. Your breath hitched, the intensity of the moment overwhelming. Without thinking, you closed the distance between you, your hands reaching up to cup his face. "I'm so sorry, JJ," You whispered, your voice trembling.
"I didn't mean to scare you, but I couldn't just stand there and do nothing either." His eyes softened, the anger melting away as he leaned into your touch. "Just promise me you'll be more careful," He murmured, his forehead resting against yours. "I can't lose you, Y/N." He whimpered leaning his forehead against yours. "You wonât lose me, ever, I promise," You replied, your voice barely above a whisper. Without another word, you both closed the distance between one another, your lips meeting in a kiss that was both tender and fervent. It was a kiss that spoke of all the fear, the love, and the relief you both felt. Bodies pressed together, seeking comfort and connection, hearts beating as one.
âAnd I love you too,â You grinned the second he pulled away giving you both a moment to catch your breaths. âIn case that kiss didnât make it clear enough.â JJ shook his head, only pulling you closer. "What do you say we seal the deal?" JJ grinned suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. "You're lucky I love you." He didn't even give you a chance to finish his sentence before he kissed you again, wanting to show you just how much he meant it. His hands slid down your back, pulling you even closer, the heat between you growing more intense. The world around you faded away, leaving just the two of you in a moment that promised so much more to come.
Summary: you are JJs best friend whoâs not John B or Pope and he always comes to you when something happens.
A/N: loosely based of the scene of Luke and JJ in the show
Word count: 567
Warnings: parental abuse, gun, kissing, angst, fluff at the end of
JJ bursts through the door of your small shack, the wood rattling as he steps in. Youâre just a mile down the road from him and it seems trouble had found him again. Youâre sitting on the couch with a textbook in your lap, trying to make use of a rare day off, but the sudden commotion jerks your attention his way. You canât see his face clearly; his head is down, and his whole frame is shaking. He paces, muttering something under his breath.
You set your book aside and jump up, reaching out. âJJ? Whatâs going on?â He swats your hands away, but you know he means no harmâjust caught in the whirlwind of whatever just happened. You reach out again, dodging his attempts to push you back, and finally manage to hold his face in your hands. âTalk to me, J. Please.â
He raises his head, and your heart drops at the sight. His face is bloodied and bruised. âDamn it, again?â You pull him to the couch, guiding him down gently. Without another word, you rush to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. Back at his side, you open it up and start tending to his injuries, every movement practiced, almost automatic now.
âWe were arguingâsame as usual,â he mumbles, voice thick with frustration. âBut this time, it was my fault. I threw the first punch, knowing heâd just take me down. Itâs always my fault.â
âJ, donât say that,â you whisper, dabbing a cut on his cheek. âYou donât deserve this.â Your fingers gesture lightly over his bruised face, reminding him of his worth.
He begins to cry, the tears spilling over as he speaks through them. âWhen he went outside, I saw my chance. I shoved him down the stairs, hard, and when he fell, I⌠I held it to his head. I wanted to so bad, you have no idea.â
Your heart stops as you watch him reach into his back pocket, pulling out a gun. He grips it tightly, his other hand pressing against his forehead in anguish.
âI couldnât do it. I should haveâI shouldâve killed him,â he chokes out. Youâre frozen in shock but manage to reach out slowly, taking the gun from his hand and setting it firmly on the coffee table. Then you go back to work, focusing on him, the pain written on his face and in his voice.
âJJ, your life would be better without that man,â you say, refusing to even speak the manâs name. âBut I know you. You did the right thing. Because no matter how much you hate him, youâd hate yourself even more if you did something like that. You are not a killer.â
You finish cleaning him up, cupping his cheeks in your hands. âYouâre broken, sure. But youâre better than him, better than all this. You may not believe it, but I do. Youâre kind, youâre selfless, and youâre the strongest person I know.â
He looks up, his eyes glassy. âYou really think that?â
âI do.â His hands come up to cover yours as he leans in, and his lips meet yours softly, lingering. Itâs not rushed or intenseâjust a tender, reassuring moment. He pulls back slightly, resting his forehead against yours, a small, hopeful smile on his face.
âMaybe I can believe in myself a little if you do.â
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thinking about the jj x kook!reader x rafe au and how thereâs something almost homoerotic about the way they secretly enjoy getting up on eachothers faces on behalf of fighting over you. you know itâs just a display of masculinity, but through all the stress of making sure they donât rip eachothers faces off, youâd be lying if you said it didnât make you hot and bothered sometimes.
you always dread the two of them running into one another at a party, having to do that super embarrassing thing where you wedge yourself between them to get them to stop because you know it works â but not without observing the interaction first. rafe always came in a pack of kooks, back up for intimidation purposes whilst jj didnât need anyone.
âlook who it is, whereâs your little group?â rafe snarls with a malicious smile as he approaches the blonde and youâre immediately putting your drink down to stand by.
âwow, four on one? very rafe of you. canât face me by yourself dude?â jj looks as amused as ever, and you canât deny that his level of unbothered works in his favour.
they step up to eachother, practically chest to chest.
âkeep running that mouth. probably not a good idea yâknow, might end up getting your ass beatââ
âby you? iâm terrified. how âbout you leave me alone so i can enjoy this party without you botherinâ me?â
âtryna run away? already? hm, not so burly without your gun now are you?â rafe blocks his path, and jjâs jaw tightens, clearly losing his patience with the eldest cameron now.
âwho says i donât got it?â the blonde lifts his shirt, revealing the weapon tucked into his waistband making you step back, and rafeâs face fall.
âyou wonât do shit.â
âyeah?â jj is quick to reach for the pistol, but acting on instinct you step out of the quickly forming crowd and place a hand on his arm.
ânot here, please not here.â you plead, wide doe eyes glancing between them and strangely â jj is convinced enough to purse his lips and stuff the gun back further into his waistband.
âyou got lucky, rafe.â
ânah, i think you got lucky she came to save you, pussy.â
sometimes you wanna tell them just to kiss already.
thinking about⌠munch jj⌠once again⌠this link made my head spin and i watched it like 5 times đľâđŤ
CW: pussy eating, overstim, squirting, language.
daydreams
he had told you he was starving⌠but you hadnât had a clue just how hungry he really was until he had you laid in bed.
heâd had his face buried in your pussy for nearly an hour and a half, not letting up, no matter how much you begged and writhed beneath him.
your fingers are dug into his messy blond hair, pulling at it and trying to push his face away. it was no use though, jj was like a man starved, and you were his choice of meal until he decided he had enough.
his lips pull off of your sensitive pussy, just long enough to spread your thighs farther apart. he bends your legs at the knees, pushing them up and into your chest, firmly holding them in place with his large palms. he lowers his face back down to your sopping core, sucking your clit into his mouth. he sucks on your sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to cry out.
your legs are shaking uncontrollably, stomach tight as your fingers harshly pull at his hair. âj-jj⌠sâtoo much.. please.â you cry out, trying to push him off you once more.
he releases your clit with a pop, flattening his tongue and sloppily eating you. his head moves fast and then slow, the erotic noises bouncing off the walls has your pussy clenching around nothing, that band inside your belly tightening again. youâre about to burst.
the band snaps, your orgasm rushing through you. you squirt all over jjâs face, drowning him in your arousal, but still he never lets up. his tongue makes slow up and down movements on your now arousal soaked core, his face covered in your sweet juices. you come down from your high, gasping for air.
jj pulls his face up, smiling at you. âgoddamn, that was the hottest shit in the fucking world. letâs see how many times i can make you squirt, yeah?â
you whimper at his words, your brain foggy and your body weak. you try and whimper out a âno.â but nothing but strangled whines come out.
âbe my good girl, lay back fâme and let daddy eat. âm still hungry, and your pussyâs the best goddamn meal.â
in which! you have a date coming up and you still havenât lost your virginity, so you go to your best friend in the hopes he will help you out and save you from embarrassment
warnings! smut. loss of virginity. oral sex (f. receiving) pnv sex. unprotected sex.
part 2
you find jj at the chateau, laying in a hammock on the porch with his shirt off and a joint between his fingers. you could smell the scent of weed before you even made it to the door and jj gave you a smile when he noticed you.
âhey, j.â you greeted, now standing in front of the bench. âyou busy?â
âwhatâs it look like?â he took a long drag from the joint and exhaled. you couldnât help but grin at his glazed over eyes and his genuine, high smile.
you glanced into the screen door, looking for john b, or anyone else, but couldnât see well from the smoky haze.
âanyone home?â
he shakes his head no.
âkie and pope are working, think john bâs out with sarah.â he says. âwhy? you okay?â his eyes soften and you notice his look of concern.
âyeah,â you smile, âeverythingâs fine, just need to uh- talk to you.â you had no idea how you were gonna go through with this without making it incredibly awkward. you already felt sick to your stomach at the thought of him rejecting you and never seeing you the same way after this.
jj nods and stubs out his joint. he stands up and opens the screen door, motioning for you to enter first.
âafter you.â
you smile and step inside, but you soon begin to feel ill at the fact that you were really going to ask him this. you wanted this to happen, but you were terribly nervous.
you lead him to his room and close the door behind you. he sits on the edge of the bed and you follow, sitting crisss cross, facing him.
âyou sure everythingâs fine?â he asks, obviously questioning the fact that you wanted to speak to him in his room, and that you were silent.
âi told you about that guy iâve been talking to for a few weeks, yeah?â you start, not wanting to make eye contact with the boy.
âyeah.â he nods.
you try not to pick at the skin of your fingernails.
âokay, well, he asked me out.â you say. âthe dateâs tomorrow.â
he furrows his eyebrows in question, noticing that you sounded kind of disappointed about something that was supposed to be good.
âwell thatâs a good thing, right?â he scoffed. âi mean, i cant remember the last time you went on a date.â
âshut up.â you nudge him. âyeah, itâs a good thing⌠i like him- i think.â
âalright, well, thatâs all you wanted to tell me?â he asks. âyou donât need dating advice right? because i canât help you in that department.â
you fight a smile at his remark and shake your head no.
âokay, hereâs the thing.â you sigh before you force out your next words, absolutely dreading his reaction. âi donât know if heâll wanna sleep with me eventually, and, well heâs kind of experienced with girls and all that, and iâm kind ofâŚ. not.â you cringe at your choice of words, already regretting coming to jj out of embarrassment. you glance at him momentarily and he seems to be studying you, waiting for you to keep talking. âwhat i mean is, like-â you sighed. you knew you sounded like a complete idiot, but you didnât want to back out now.
âyou know iâm a virgin, right?â you didnât even want to look at him after the words came out of your mouth.
he smiled a little.
âi, uh, i figured.â he scratched the back of his head awkwardly and cleared his throat.
âdonât be a dick.â you shove him once again and he chuckles, which allows you to lighten up just slightly. âiâm saying that i donât know what iâm doing - yâknow, with guys and all that. i donât want to embarrass myself in front of him.â
âso you want⌠sex advice? from me?â he asks, raising his eyebrows with suspicion.
you nervously bite the inside of your cheek and your face grows hot.
âwell, i thought maybe a little more hands on.â you said before you could even stop yourself. you knew you had to just come out and say it or you wouldâve backed out and nothing would ever come of this situation. you searched his face for a reaction.
he looked confused, but he didnât seem whole heartedly against the idea. the silence between you both was becoming awkward and you felt the need to explain yourself, hopefully making the situation sound less like you were coming on to him and more like a friend just asking for help.
âi mean like, because youâre a guy and all, you would know what guys like best, i guess?â you said, as you watched him cross his arms over his chest and lean against the headboard of the bed. âand i was thinking about the fact that iâm going on a date for the first time since freshman year and now thereâs a very high chance that iâll sleep with him in the coming weeks, and it just- i donât know, the idea of losing my virginity to someone iâve known for a month didnât really sound good to me.â you weâre rambling at this point to try and defend your case. âi would rather do it with someone i know, and trust.â
âyou want me to take your virginity?â he asked, blatantly. âthatâs what you came here for?â
you nod, probably chewing a hole into your cheek now.
âif itâs too weird for you, you donât have to do it at all, itâs okay.â you said. âyou were just the only person i felt like i could ask without it being awkward.â
âno, no,â his expression softens and he shakes his head, pulling his arms from his chest and taking his back off the headboard. âiâll do it.â
âreally?â your eyes light up because you expected this to go far south.
âyeah, no big deal.â he shrugs, even though in his head he knew it was a huge deal. he was going to be your first time and if he screwed it up, there was no telling what would happen between you two. âbut, this wonât change anything between us right?â he asked. âlike i just donât want it to be awkward afterwards.â
âi swear.â you said, although you didnât entirely know if that was the truth. âyouâre just helping me out, right?â
âalright.â he responds. âyou, uh, you wanna do this now or..?â he clears his throat again, visibly getting nervous, but your fears seemed to be disappearing now that you knew he wasnât against the idea.
âthe sooner, the better.â you said.
jj gets up from the bed and flips the lock on the door on the off chance someone were to come home.
âjust a warning though,â you start, âiâll definitely be really bad at this compared to the other girls youâve been with.â
âthatâs all right, you gotta learn somewhere.â he says, walking back to you and stopping right in front of where you were sitting on the bed. your heart started to race as the reality of what you were about to do started setting in. he sits down next to you and you could smell salt water and weed on his skin. âiâm gonna start with kissing you, is that okay?â you searches your face for confirmation and you nod, giving him the okay. âand youâll tell me if iâm taking things too fast or if you wanna stop, right?â
you giggle a little at his attention to the matter.
âyes jj.â
you see a very slight smile appear on his lips before he slowly leaned in and connected them with yours. he tasted like weed but in the most perfect way as he skillfully moved his lips in sync with yours. his tongue softly swiped your bottom lip at the same time his hands found their way to the sides of your face and he held you there gently. you took him touching you as a sign to occupy your own hands with his body as you brought your hands around his back, feeling his bare skin.
his kisses started leading down your chin, and further down onto your neck where he connected his lips with your skin. you shivered at the new feeling of someone kissing your neck as he went lower still, reaching your collarbone. he pulled away and tugged at the him of your shirt, asking for more access to your body and he helped you out of the fabric.
âyou doin okay?â he asks.
âtotally fine.â
he connects his lips to your collar again as he carefully lays you down onto your back. he fights the urge not to leave any hickeys on you, knowing you had a date tomorrow.
you scoot your body up until youâre in the middle of the bed so that he can easily get on top of you. he continues kissing your body, getting lower and lower and with each passing second, you could feel yourself getting hotter and your arousal getting stronger. his mouth reached the waistband of your jean shorts and he looked up your for permission to take them off. you nodded and he unbuttoned them before sliding them down your legs and tossing them somewhere on the floor.
jj kissed the curve of your hipbone and you mindlessly rolled your core up towards his mouth, to which you could feel him smirk against your skin at your neediness.
âiâll get there princess.â he said against the space under your bellybutton. you practically lost your breath at his words and your cheeks flushed out of embarrassment.
he continued kissing you even lower, placing his lips over clothed core and hooking a finger underneath the hem of your bikini bottoms.
âcan i take these off?â he asked.
âplease.â you nod, almost sounding too desperate.
he pulls your bottoms down your legs, leaving you exposed to him. the first time anyone had seen you like this, and you were thankful it was jj and not some random boy who didnât know the first thing about you.
âyou still alright?â
âjj,â you giggle. âiâll tell you if somethings wrong, okay?â
âjust being courteous.â he joked.
he brought his hand to your now bare core and used his thumb to swipe a line from your entrance up to your clit, making you whine from just one touch. he spreads your wetness around your clit, his pants growing tighter at the sight of your arousal. as he rubs painfully slow circles, he searches your face for signs of enjoyment, but your eyes were shut tight and your lips were parted, quiet whimpers leaving your mouth.
âjust relax, okay?â he said, to which you nod eagerly. you were totally not relaxed at all. in fact you were amped on adrenaline from the way he kissed you.
and then before you could register what was happening, you felt something new touching you. you opened your eyes and looked down at jjâs face in between your thighs, seeing his tongue swirling over your clit. it felt better than any time you had ever touched yourself. his eyes met yours for a second and you wondered why you never asked him to do this any sooner even though you pictured him going down on you many times before
your hands found their way to his blonde locks, your fingers tangling into his hair as you threw your head back on the pillow.
âoh my god, jjâ you moaned, to which he picked up the pace a little. he gripped your thighs firmly, holding them apart, occasionally rubbing circles into your skin with his thumbs to relax you.
his lips wrapped around your clit and he sucked, making you jolt your hips up in pleasure at the new sensation. your legs were trembling under his grip and jj didnât think he could get any harder, but he was, in fact, getting harder by the minute.
âjj,â you moaned his name, âplease donât stop!â you were pulling his hair tighter, trying not to be too loud in case anyone were to come home, but it was impossible to keep your mouth shut with the way he was eating your pussy. âfeels so goodâ you cried.
your hips were rocking back and forth, rolling in the same rhythm as his tongue, practically riding his face. he knew you were close based on the fact that your moans were getting closer together and your legs were shaking harder. he suddenly switched the direction of his tongue, now going side to side and occasionally sucking on your clit, swallowing your juices.
your back was arched off the bed, your hands flying to the sheets for something to hold on to as your high approached in small waves. you moved one hand to cover your mouth, trying to stifle your moans, but jj immediately reached up to your arm and pulled it from your face, not stopping his movements.
âneed to hear you cumâ he said against your clit before harshly sucking on it.
âfuckâ you moaned, his words alone almost leading you over the edge.
he snuck two fingers into your entrance and slowly moved them against the sweet spot inside you. the mixture of his mouth expertly lapping at your clit and his fingers pushing into you had you coming undone.
âfuck- donât stop- please- donât st-â you couldnât even get the last words out as you felt yourself completely lose control. you didnât know how loud you were moaning because all of your senses had faltered as the tidal wave of ecstasy crashed over you.
he kept licking until you had fully ridden out your orgasm, and even then, he continued, his grip still tight on your legs as they trembled. you pushed his head away from the overstimulation and then lay limp, your chest rising and falling as you came down, your eyes still closed.
âneed a second?â he asked, mockingly, his hands running up your torso and to your still covered breasts. he felt your nipples harden under your bikini top and he desperately wanted to get you out of it.
you wrap your arms around his back and pull him on top of you, connecting your lips with his again. he immediately kisses you back and reaches behind you to undo your top, which quickly comes off and jjâs eyes land on your breasts. he takes them both in his hands and leans over you to suck your nipple, making you shiver.
you occupy your own hands with his belt, fumbling with the clasp until itâs undone and pulling it through the loops.
he pulls himself away from your tits and starts undoing the zipper before his eyes meet yours.
âyou sure youâre okay with this?â he asks.
âi wouldnât be fully naked in front of you right now if i wasnât.â you joke.
he gets up from the bed to take his shorts off and look around the room, presumably for a condom.
âjohn bâs gotta have some around here, hold on.â he says, opening up the top drawer of the dresser and rummaging through the pairs of socks and underwear.
âyou donât have to, jay.â you say, but he doesnât listen, still looking inside the dresser for any small, silver packages. âiâm on birth control.â
he turns around cocks his head at you.
âwhat?â you question. âmakes my periods lighter.â you shrug.
âiâm still pulling out though.â he says before he walks back to the edge of the bed and slides his boxers off, revealing his achingly hard cock. you visibly got nervous at his length, swallowing the saliva in your mouth. jj notices the redness in your face and gets into the bed, pushing hair out of your face with his fingers. âiâll stop if itâs too much, just tell me.â you nod, anxiously and he positions himself on top of you, stroking his cock a few times before you feel his tip at your entrance. his eyes meet yours for confirmation and you give him a nod.
his cock slowly pushes into you, not even an inch as he doesnât want to hurt you. you shut your eyes hard, preparing for it to hurt, but you feel barely any pain. he kisses your neck and pushes himself in a little farther.
âthis feel okay?â he asks against your skin.
âfeels good, j.â your hands find their way to his back again.
once he bottoms out, you feel a slight pressure at your cervix before he slowly starts moving, giving you time to adjust to the feeling.
you hear jj moan in your ear from the painfully slow strokes he was taking, trying to keep himself from going too fast for you. his cock rubbed against your g-spot and you kiss the area in between his collar and neck.
âiâm okay jj.â you reassure him. âfaster, please.â
he picks up the pace and continues kissing your neck. your nails dig into the skin of his back.
âyou feel so goodâ he moans. âdoinâ so good for me- fuck.â he didnât even realize what he was saying, but you enjoyed the hell out of it. his praises added to the pleasure of him inside you.
he was going fast enough now that you could hear your skin hitting against each others as your hips connected. every thrust was stroking your sweet spot and you were pretty sure you were leaving scratches on his back, but jj felt too good to even notice.
he leaned back a little so that all his weight was on his knees and his back was straight as he grabbed one of your legs for support and used his other hand to rub your clit at the same time he was fucking you. the double stimulation illicited a loud moan from you that encouraged jj to keep going, almost nearing his end.
his thrusts were getting sloppier and his breathing was heavier but he wanted to make you finish before him. your chest heaved, feeling the new sensation of him filling you up at the same time as his fingers worked on your clit. the pressure was building up and you knew you were close. you suddenly pulled him against you so that your chests were pressed against each others.
âfuck- jjâ you moaned. âmâso close.â
his heavy breathing sounded like heaven to you as he started to fuck you even harder, his cock sliding perfectly in and out of you.
âsweetheartâ he moaned into your neck. âmânot gonna last much longer.â
almost immediately after he said those words, you felt the band in your stomach snap as you came around his cock, squeezing and pulling him deeper inside you. you cried out his name as he fucked you through your second orgasm.
âfuck, baby-â he pulled out of you and stroked his cock that was slick with your wetness. you watched his face contort in pleasure, his eyes barely open and his lips parted, his eyebrows furrowed. his cum shot onto your stomach and tits.
he tried not to stare too long at the mess he made of you, realizing almost as soon as he finished that this was a one time thing he may never get you like this again.
he got out of the bed and grabbed a shirt of the floor, which he cleaned you up with and tossed it.
âyou okay?â he asked again.
you rolled your eyes.
âhow many times are you gonna ask that?â you scoffed. âi liked it, j. donât know how my dateâs gonna top that.â you joked.
then, jj remembered that this was all practice for you to go and have sex with another guy and he suddenly felt sick. he pulled his boxers back on and picked up your articles of clothing from the floor and tossed them to you.
the truth is, you didnât even want to go on that date anymore. not after the way jj took care of you.
âhey, jj!â a voice, john bâs, ripped through the chateau and both of your eyes widened, looking at each other with panic. âyou home?â
you swiftly put your bottoms and shorts back on in under 30 seconds and shrugged yourself into your flimsy shirt while jj was putting his belt back on. you quickly exited john bâs room before he could see where you both came from and you nervously greeted him in the living room to see that sarah and kie were home as well.
âheyy, jb.â jj said, awkwardly.
âwhat have you two been doing all day?â john b asks.
kiara walked over to the kitchen to grab a beer and when she turned around, she noticed the marks on jjâs back. she paused in her steps.
âjj, whatâs with all the scratches on your ba-â and then she realized. her face contorted in disgust. âewwww, are you guys fucking serious?â
your face grows hot with embarrassment and you wanted to dig a whole to die in, but john b seems barely faced as he walked past you, saying something near you.
âat least you made that boyâs dreams come true.â
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summary: charleston provided no leads, jj return from his parental adventure, john b plays therapist, and sarah's got something to tell you. everyone's got a whole lot of secrets and shit is about to hit the fan.
warnings: s4 spoilers, talks of depression and anxiety
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Charleston was a huge hole of dead ends. Cleo had attempted to kill the man whoâd murdered Terrance, which lead to John B almost shooting him. Sarah and Pope almost drowned down in the catacombs, and you and Kiara were left to corral everyone back to the Twinkie when shit hit the fan.
You fell back into your usual numb routine, letting everyone shower and clean up upon arrival back to Poguelandia, while you went out to the shop to check on everything and see if JJ had resurfaced. To your relief, the HMS Pogue was pulling up as soon as you hit the dock and you took off running.
âJJ!â You yelled as you got closer, tugging the hood off your head just in time to collide with his chest and wrap your legs around his waist.
âHi, oh shit-â He caught you with ease, grabbing the back of your head to hold you closer. You took a deep breath, breathing in his cologne that youâd replaced every time heâd run out and the faint scent of your shampoo that he swore he never used.Â
âYou okay?â JJ asked quietly, his fingers grabbing the nape of your neck to massage the pressure points of your skin before letting you back to the ground. He could practically feel the anxiety and tesnion radiating off of you, and he was likely no different.
âWhereâd you go?â You avoided his question. âDid you find your dad?â
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. âHeâs been hiding out with Barracuda Mike. He um⌠he told me he wasnât my real dad.â
You swore you could hear your heart cracking in your chest. âWhat?â
âI know.. I donât-â He groaned and handed the letter from the other day over to you, allowing you to read the script writing fully this time. âIt says talk to your father, and then Luke says that Wes Genrette⌠is my grandfather.â
Your eyes skimmed the writing quickly, Wesâs letter telling JJ he needed to ask his dad regarding albatross, and a bunch of other things you couldnât bring yourself to focus on. âThat would make Groff your dad? And LarissaâŚâ You trailed off with the sinking realization that if all of this was true, JJâs birth mom was dead. Gone.
JJ heaved a big breath. âYeah. And that baby she supposedly drowned with? Thatâs me.â
âYou?â
âMhmm.â
âYouâreâŚyouâre a Genrette.â
JJ shrugged, his eyes distant as he looked over the water. âHeâs.. heâs probably trying to work some inheritance scam and heâs trying to get some money, trying to use me for a quick buck because thatâs all he does.â
âLook.â You grabbed his face in your hands, holding him steady from the spiral he was getting ready to jump into. âWeâll figure it out, okay? We⌠weâll figure it out.â
His expression crumbled in your hold, and he moved forward to kiss you slowly, teeth pulling on your bottom lip in want of more. âMissed you.â
You smiled and kissed him again, sinking fully into his hands like a piece of putty. âMissed you too. So much.â
âDonât tell the others?â He mumbled it in a questioning tone. You nodded in agreement, figuring the two of you could theorize and catch up later. His arms scooped you up again, lips finding yours as he moved slowly up to the shop and out of view of your friends if they resurfaced.
âHow was Charleston?â JJ asked once you were settled on the counter and his hands rested on your hips.
You shrugged, fingers twisting in the strands of blond hair on his neck. âA bust, as usual. They beat us to it. We all split up, so you can ask them for more since JB and I got stuck on graveyard duty.â
JJ smiled, a small laugh in his chest before he kissed you again. âGlad you were with him, keeps you safe.â
You rolled your eyes at his concern, but it was appreciated nonetheless. There was a lot of heavy conversations that needed to happen between the two of you, but you didnât want to add to JJâs already confused mindset. He didnât need that right now, especially when he just wanted to love on you and forget it all happened.
John B came in search of you and JJ shortly after, hand slamming over his eyes when he caught sight of your small makeout session. âGross, can you not?â
You flipped your brother off without looking at him and unlocked your ankles from behind JJâs back. âNobody invited you,â You sang toward him as JJ squeezed your hips.
âShowerâs open,â Your brother ignored your negative comment and focused on your boyfriend. âYou good, dude? Everything okay?â
JJ frowned and offered John B a shrug. âItâs my dad, dude. Heâs like a fucking roach, never really goes away.â
John B nodded, taking the hint that the topic didnât really want to be discussed. He squeezed JJâs shoulder in support before flicking your knee cap. âGet out of here, smelly. Donât need you stinkinâ up the shop.â
You rolled your eyes and pushed off the counter to head into the house with the intent to clean up. The zoning hearing was tonight regarding the property, and a lovely pit of ever-present anxiety had settled in your chest.Â
Taking your time to soak up the hot water and wash the chaos of the last 48 hours off your body, you rejoined the group on the porch where everyone had been catching JJ up on the events in Charleston.
âYou know, thatâs a lot of sarcasm we donât really need right now, okay?â
âSorry, I was just rat swarmed, so.â
You disregarded John B and Popeâs lover fest and walked forward into JJâs awaiting arms, tucking yourself into his chest without a word. You listened in as they theorized rallying people on The Cut in hopes of having some sort of attention on the zone hearing, hoping the majority crowd would provide some defense.
âSpeaking of family, this is gonna sound insane, but Rafe came by before we leftâŚâ
You pulled yourself out of JJâs embrace to stare at Kiara, terrified. Your heart was pounding in your chest out of fear that she would reveal more than intended.Â
âWhat?â
âWhy?â
John B met your gaze. âHe was there. Thatâs why you were crying before we left. Why didnât you say something?â
You opened your mouth to defend yourself, trying to give him all the answers in your expression without having to speak.Â
Kiara held out the business card Rafe had placed in your hand, reaching it out to Sarah. âI donât know,â Your friend lied, âHe said he wanted to help⌠help us.â
Sarah snorted as she read the text on the card. âRafe Cameron, CEO. CEO of what? Whatever. Iâll hit him up, see what he can do.â
John B was still looking at you like he was putting together every piece of the puzzle. âAlright, letâs do this shit.â
Each of you took a claim to your portion of support, JJ taking the surf crew on the beaches with a promise to not get distracted. John B was taking Sarah to speak to Rafe, leaving Kie, Pope, and Cleo to head into town.Â
âHey!â John B called out when youâd made your move to follow JJ. âYouâre with me, Birdie.â
You stared at John B for a moment, trying to decide if it was worth the argument before nodding in agreement. JJ departed after kissing you again, the life slowly coming back into his face as processed the emotions heâd been going through.Â
Once Sarah disappeared into the house that was addressed on Rafeâs, you realized why John B requested you to come with.Â
âWhy didnât you tell me Rafe was at the house?â
You sat in the passenger seat, eyes scanning the estate in front of you as you shrugged. âDidnât want to talk about it.â
John B sighed, his hand rubbing over his face. He was frustrated with the way you closed yourself off, but he also knew it was a defense mechanism. âYou canât shut yourself off from me, not after our conversation last night. I said we werenât done?â
Your fingers picked at the worn interior of the Twinkie. God, you loved JB but you hated when he pulled the older brother card. âJB, please.â
John B reached over to grab your hand to stop your anxious fidgeting. He pulled slightly until you were facing him and couldnât avoid the conversation. âYou dropped a pretty heavy bomb last night. Are you okay?â
âAm I ever?â You shook your head, curling into a ball as comfortable as possible across the seat. You gave a half-assed laugh. âI donât like that being around Rafe renders me completely useless. I donât like that I shut down and become a ball of crying anxiety for the following day. I donât like that, I hold you down, I weigh on the group, it-â
âWoah, woah. You do not weigh anyone, especially me, down? You hear me?â John B disagreed, tugging on your hand so you would look at him again. âBirdie, come on. You gotta talk to me.â
âIâm trying.â You pulled away to rub at your eyes and attempt to reset your brain. âGod, Iâm trying. Itâs like wired into my head. Every time I try to think differently, it tells me Iâm wrong. Itâs like a self-curated internal torture that-â
âOkay words are getting too big,â John B interrupted with a shake of his head. âI told Sarah on the ferry home Iâm done putting the two of you in danger. Every thing weâve done risks one of your lives and Iâm not doing it anymore, okay? That includes letting you stew with the darkness in your head. I let it happen for too long when Dad was here and I refuse to do it any longer.â
You blinked tears away as best as you could before meeting John Bâs gaze again. This was your older brother, and shit had he started to act like it. JJ tended to allow you to be self-destructive because he did it to himself, so it was hard to pull someone out of something that you sunk into on your own. Apparently, John B wasnât letting it slide anymore.
âYou are so important, to me, to JJ, to Sarah, and to our friends. I know you donât think that, and I know you let the negativity win some nights, okay? But I refuse to give up on you, and I refuse to let you fall apart in the room next to me because of some asshole who had everything handed to him his whole life, even if heâs my technical brother-in-law.â
A small laugh made its way out of you at the reminder that John B and Sarah were married in their terms, the small handcrafted rings on their fingers a new addition to prove such. You were watching them grow up right in front of you, as if you and Sarah werenât practically the same age. Everything between John B and Sarah felt so real and mature even if they were still shotgunning beers and eating expired chips every other week.
You were grateful for Sarahâs return, even if she seemed less than pleased. Hopping out of the passenger seat, you returned to the back where you could flop down in your sorrow, despite everything John B had tried to talk into you. The energy of dealing with the hearing and attempting to rally the island wasnât there for you, and quite frankly, you wanted a nap.Â
Sarah apparently had no luck with Rafe, to which John B wasnât surprised about. Your brother busied himself calling some connections as Sarah climbed into the back with you, the two of you laying across the blanket covered ground of the van.
âYou okay?â She asked quietly as she twisted on her side to face you. âI know youâre sick of hearing that, but I wanted to ask.â
You blinked tiredly at her, but nodded. âThis isnât going to work,â You admitted honestly, knowing despite all the effort your group would put in, nothing ever worked out when the Kooks are behind it. âI want it to, but unless we get rich in the next two hours, weâre fucked.â
âI um⌠I know this isnât a great time but, can I tell you something?â The shift in her tone made you concerned and you frowned but nodded nonetheless. âI havenât had my period in⌠a while.â
âA while?â You repeated and pushed yourself up on your elbows to meet her height. âSarah.â
She groaned and ran her hand across her face. âI know! I know. I shouldâve⌠ugh. I just thought it was stress, and I donât want to know, but I⌠I think I already know.â
âDid you um⌠did you check?â The lump in your throat was building quickly and you tried to fake a cough to help. Shit.
She bit her lip and shook her head slowly. You nodded in understanding, silence consuming the van as the idea soak in for the two of you.Â
âDoes John BâŚ?â
âNo,â She answered quietly, her voice shaking. âI want to be sure, and I know things are messy right now, so I donât want to stress him out. You were the only person I could think to tell.â
You placed your hand on her arm in comfort despite feeling like someoneâs hand was squeezing your heart. âSarah, heâs going to be so excited.â
âWe just had this conversation on the ferry about it, and I⌠weâre so young, and Iâm so scared,â She explained as she leaned back against the door. âWeâre going to be homeless, and broke, and this is no environment to be raising a child in.â
âI know, but youâll figure it out,â You reassured, âWeâll figure it out.â
Sarah nodded, tears finally breaking through as she squeezed your hand in return. She shifted forward, colliding to hug you tightly. A sob echoed through the van, whether it coming from you or her, you didnât know. You felt like your heart was being ripped in two, pure excitement for Sarah and John B, but also a wave of sorrow for yourself and the knowledge that this feeling wouldnât ever be yours.Â
Thankfully, your brother didnât give you time to sink further into thought as he caught sight of the two of you crying in the backseat.
âAw, seriously? What the fuck did I miss now?â
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a/n: sorry she's short but i'm prepping for the hottest crashout of the century next chapter
summary: you werenât sure what to call you and jj. friends with benefits? a situationship? either way, the two of you certainly acted like more than friends.
word count: 4181
warnings: lowkey toxic!jj but we love him, jealousy, smut 18+!!!, unprotected p in v sex, squirting, creampie, some fluff
a/n: i am quite proud of this one so I really hope yâall like it! let me know what you think! <3
âUgh, I hate that word.â You shook your head, taking a swig of your nearly lukewarm beer, grimacing at the skunked taste on your tongue.
âWhat else would you call it?â Sarah scoffed, raising her eyebrows inquisitively at you as she playfully shoved your knee.
âHanging out, I donât knowâŚâ you mumbled, your feet playing absently with the sand below you.
âYeah, okay. Itâs okay to call it what it is. A situationship.â Sarah grinned, nodding her head oh so matter of factly at you.
You and Sarah somehow ended up at a kook party. It just kind of happened. It had been awhile since the two of you had been to one, but seeing as the rest of your friends either had plans or were working, it was either this or another night at home, but the former somehow seemed only slightly more appealing.
You didnât like labels, but if you had to pick one, you were a pogue. You were in a similar boat as Sarah and Kiara. Rich parents, but you hated nothing more than the snobby, âIâm so much better than youâ lifestyle the people on your side of the island lived by. By no means were you ungrateful for the life you were given. Your privilege was not ignored. But it was the country club luncheons and the uptight fakeness and the general attitudes of those you grew up around that you wanted no part of. So one day, you met Kiara, and the two of you clicked almost instantly, both of you finding solace in someone who shared the same views. Next up you met Sarah, and the three of you were inseparable. Your friendship was great until it wasnât, and you and Kie found home in a group of boys from the cut while Sarah completely turned the other way.
But that was old news, history. Sarah came around, started macking on John b, and the three of you eventually made up. Shit happens.
So here you were, on your third beer, sitting on the beach next to Sarah, the full blown kook party going on only a few hundred feet behind you. The two of you tried to mingle, but that lasted for a total of about five minutes before you took advantage of several coolers stocked to the brim with beers, each of you grabbing a few cans before making your way down to the mostly empty beach in front of the Oceanside home holding the party.
You found comfort in the peace and tranquility of the ocean, the soft glow of the moonlight illuminating your senses could have very well brought you peace, if your phone wasnât blowing up with messages every few minutes.
jj maybank: you really ainât gonna text me back? got me over here double texting and shit??
jj maybank: knew youâd go back to full kook eventually. my lifestyle ainât enough for you huh?
jj maybank: alright that was out of pocket I canât lie my b
You and jj had gotten along since the second you met. Apparently Kiara had been hyping you up, because surprisingly, jj showed zero apprehension to letting another âkookâ join his circle. The attraction was also immediate, on both ends, but that took a bit longer to come out. Shared glances werenât uncommon, neither were legs brushing against each other on the boat, even though there was more than enough room for the two of you to sit apart.
You and jj were friends for about a month before you hooked up the first time. It wasnât anything crazy, you were both drunk and horny and one thing led to another. It was sloppy and pretty quick. But instead of it being a one and done deal, it kept happening, no alcohol involved.
You couldnât pinpoint the exact moment where it went from purely sex to more, but it just happened. You and jj would spend time alone without the rest of your friends, cuddling on the couch at the chateau while everyone was out, or you calling jj late at night sobbing after a particularly nasty argument with your parents, which led to him climbing through your bedroom window and staying the night, sneaking out before you woke up the next day. Since that night, you would keep your bedroom window cracked ever so slightly, and most nights, like clockwork, jj would make the familiar climb up and through the window to be with you. Sometimes this led to sex, but other times it didnât. Thatâs why it was weird.
You had both agreed that you werenât in a relationship. jj for one didnât want to commit, and you didnât either. Several shitty relationships prior to meeting jj would taint your view on love. So it seemed like you were on the same page, but both of your actions proved otherwise.
This is why it wasnât an uncommon occurrence that jj was currently blowing up your phone. For two people who are not in a relationship, you both had your fair share of jealousy issues. But you shouldnât, because youâre not in a relationship.
âHeâs freaking out right now,â you groaned, turning to Sarah with an exasperated sigh as your eyes glazed over the messages on your phone, âheâs mad that Iâm not responding and that Iâm here, but he knows itâs Kelceâs birthday party and so he assumes Jake is here since theyâre best friends⌠but heâs acting like Iâm gonna do something, like are you serious?â You vented, finishing off the last few drops of your beer.
Jake was your most recent ex. Total asshole. You cringed every time you thought about your time shared together, hating the fact that you ever gave him the time of day. He was overly preppy, but also overly possessive, yet he still cheated on you. Imagine that.
âHeâs mad about Jake?!â Sarah gaped, leaning in closer to you as she glanced down at your phone, not missing the texts flooding through from jj.
âThatâs what Iâm saying⌠I hate him, and itâs not like Iâm gonna cheat on him ââ
âAh, you canât cheat on someone youâre not dating.â Sarah hummed, shaking her head at you.
âUgh, you know what I mean. This situationship bullshit is so stupid. But either way, thatâs a valid point. Not only do I want nothing to do with Jake, but even if I did, jj isnât my boyfriend, so he shouldnât even be mad,â you rambled, pausing for a moment before looking back down to your phone, âyeah, no, thatâs a good point, thatâs what Iâm gonna say.â You mumbled as you began typing out a response to jjâs multitude of texts.
you: you say itâs about the kooks but seems to me like itâs one kook in particular youâre mad about
you: yeah, jake is here. I ainât dumb jj, youâre transparent as fuck lmao
you: also Iâm just trying to figure out why youâre mad bc you know I hate him but even if I wanted him, why would that be your problem? Weâre not dating soooo??
you: have a good night at work! <3
You locked your phone, but not before putting it on do not disturb and shoving it in the back pocket of your denim shorts.
âOh, well now heâs gonna lose his shit even more.â Sarah giggled, having watched you type out your messages.
âI donât care, let him. Heâs pissing me off.â You shrugged, rolling your eyes, but you couldnât help but laugh along with Sarah. You wouldnât admit it out loud, but the thought of jj freaking out with jealousy over you made your stomach tingle. Just a little bit thoughâŚ
An hour had passed since you had texted jj and you havenât checked your phone once. Youâd be lying if you said you werenât the slightest bit curious to see his response, but your stubbornness was strong, outweighing your curiosity for the time being. The four beers in your system helped too, lightening up your overall mood and somewhat helping you forget about jj for a little while.
You were only a little tipsy at this point, but you and Sarah had mutually agreed to call it a night and start your trek home.
You both felt generally safe walking home. Streets were pretty well lit and it was figure 8, all the drunk creepy frat guys you had to worry about were down the street at the party.
âHey, text me when you get home, okay? And keep me updated on jj whenever you check your phone. Iâm honestly surprised he didnât show up at Kelceâs after that exchange.â Sarah giggled as the two of you approached her house, giving her a quick hug goodbye and promising to update her. You only lived one street away from her, and she had plans with John b early the next morning so you decided to not sleepover this time.
You continued your journey home after seeing that Sarah had made it inside safely, sighing to yourself as the soft island breeze gently blew against your face, cooling down your slightly flushed cheeks.
You arrived home only five minutes later, tiptoeing through your dark home so as to not wake your sleeping parents, humming softly to yourself once you made your way upstairs and into your bedroom, pulling your shirt over your head and letting it fall onto the floor before fishing your phone out of your back pocket and tossing it onto the bed as you went to unbutton your shorts.
âOh, so you do have a phone.â
You gasped, nearly screaming as you scrambled to flip your lights on, immediately spotting jj laid back on your bed, hands behind his head as he leaned seemingly comfortably against your headboard.
âjj what the fuck?!â You whisper yelled, wishing more than anything that your parents werenât home so you could truly yell at him. You didnât have to question how he got in, though. You had left your window cracked like you always did, as jj would have more than likely came over tonight anyways, but that was before you had started bickering over text. He had done this before, too, surprising you in your bedroom while you were at work or out with friends, coming home to the boy waiting for you in your bed.
âYou put your shit on âdo not textâ or whatever and I couldnât get ahold of you. I was going to go straight to Kelceâs party, but I took a moment to consider the fact that that wouldnât be a good idea, so I decided to wait for you here. Were you just gonna ignore me all night?â He sat up once you had acknowledged his presence, his hands playing with one of your pillows as he looked at you.
âFirst of all, itâs âdo not disturbâ and second, you were blowing up my shit and being annoying. Therefore, you were disturbing me.â You rolled your eyes, feeling jjâs eyes on you as you grabbed a sleep shirt from your closet and pulled it over your head before sitting on the edge of your bed as you worked to untie your shoes.
âWhy do you do this to me?â jj whispered after a few moments of silence, scooting himself closer to where you were sat.
âWhat am I doing to you, jj?â You asked, not looking at him as you removed your first shoe, now untying the other.
âYou â fuck. You make me fuckinâ crazy. I donât like that I feel like this.â He muttered, and you could feel by the movements in the bed that he was anxiously adjusting and readjusting his hat, an anxious tick you had picked up quite early in your friendship with him.
âI make you crazy?â You questioned, your brows raising as you kicked off your other shoe and finally turned to look at the boy sat behind you on your bed.
âYeah, and I hate it. Got me⌠got me checking my phone every two seconds to see if you texted me, fuckinâ â picturing you with that douchebag ex of yours⌠literally has my heart pounding. Like I canât think about anything else.â He admitted, and you couldnât miss the way his knee was shaking anxiously, his fingers playing absently with your blanket, yet he still kept his gaze on you.
âjjâŚâ you breathed, your voice softening now. You felt for him. You knew it wasnât easy for him to express his feelings, and you didnât want to dismiss the way he was feeling just because you had argued. You would also be lying if you said you wouldnât be jealous if he was around his ex all night⌠but you can blame that on your shitty past relationships, not because you didnât want jj around girls he used to call his⌠definitely unrelated.
âListen, I get what youâre saying, okay?â You sighed, slowly placing your hand on his bouncing knee. âBut⌠we arenât dating. Weâre just friends who sleep together, you know?â You added quietly, hating the words that left your mouth, but it was the truth. There was no gentle way to say it.
âYouâre right, youâre right. But let me just,â he reached for your hand over his knee, moving it to your side, âletâs just not talk about that right now, okay?â He licked his bottom lip, his hands now finding your thighs, rubbing the soft skin slowly, his fingertips inching their way up past the top of your shorts and underneath your shirt.
You didnât speak as he took a hold of the bottom of your shirt, lifting the fabric over your head, leaving you completely bare from the waist up. You didnât protest, your body heating up at his touch like it always did. He let out a long breath as he took in the sight of you before him, his hands quickly grabbing your tits, squeezing the soft flesh in his calloused hands, causing your back to arch slightly, your lips parting as an almost inaudible gasp left your lips.
His eyes found yours quickly following your reaction and you nodded at him, no words spoken between the two of you as you fully gave into his touch, crawling all the way onto your bed and scooting yourself back towards your pillows.
âSo pretty..â he cooed, his fingers pinching your hard nipples, making you whimper softly, fully giving into him. You reached forward, pulling his hat off of his head and tossing it onto the floor alongside your shirt, your fingers entangling in his messy locks as you pulled him closer to you, wrapping your legs around his middle, bringing his face right up to yours before you connected your lips.
You hummed into the familiar feeling of your soft lips against his, and only a few seconds passed before your mouths had both parted and your tongues were moving sloppily together, his soft groans sending vibrations into your mouth and through your body, your core feeling even hotter and wetter as the seconds passed.
His hands continued to toy with your tits, but they eventually began to trail down your stomach, unbuttoning your shorts blindly as you continued to kiss. You lifted your hips up as he tugged the denim down your legs, leaving you in just your underwear.
You opened your mouth in protest when he suddenly pulled away from the kiss, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you caught your breath, about to say something about him pulling away but stopping once you watched as he pulled his shirt over his head, and your attention was now turned to his naked torso.
âShh, I got you, I got you.â He murmured, his hands now tugging the zipper of his cargo shorts down, ridding himself of his shorts entirely, the two of you now only in underwear. Your eyes flew immediately to the ever present bulge in his boxers, and you didnât miss the wet spot right where the tip of his dick was, no doubt leaking precum. You had almost an identical wet spot in your underwear as well, your arousal practically dripping out of you as each second passed, eager for his touch.
âjj, please.â You grumbled, wrapping your arms around his neck as he lowered himself back down to you, your lips connecting again, this time moving a lot quicker and more sloppily than only moments ago. Your centers both connected within seconds, you bucking your hips up to grind against him and him grinding himself down against you. Who had gone for it first, who knew. You were certainly on the same page.
âPlease what, baby? Hm?â He breathed, holding himself up above you with only one hand as his other wriggled its way between your bodies and down to your wet core, fingers barely even teasing at the waistband before he slipped them inside, cupping your pussy.
âFuck ââ you moaned, shamelessly grinding yourself against his hand, desperately aching for more of him. The feeling of just his hand had you crumbling, any thoughts of your disagreement from earlier were long gone and forgotten in this moment.
âUse your words, baby. You want my fingers?â He questioned, already knowing the answer.
âYes, yes, please. Touch me.â You answered immediately, and that was all it took for him to yank your underwear down your legs and push his middle finger inside of you, effortlessly sliding into your slick yet tight walls. Your head fell back onto your pillow, a long exhale leaving your swollen lips as he pumped his finger quickly, adding a second after you began to adjust.
âGoddamn, youâre fuckinâ soaked, woman.â He spoke lowly, quickening his pace once he found a good rhythm, curling his fingers into your g-spot, emitting soft whimpers and curses from your lips, you still being half mindful of your sleeping parents down the hall.
The sight of jjâs furrowed brows and parted pink lips had your stomach turning, and you watched as he watched intently at the sight of his fingers moving in and out of your pussy, a look of concentration mixed with arousal evident upon his features. That and the spots his fingers had found inside of you had you crumbling quickly, your fingertips that were lazily resting in his hair now gripped tightly into his locks, your eyes squeezing shut as you felt your orgasm approaching quickly.
âjj, gonna cum, oh fuck, oh â oh god.â You panted, head flat on your pillows now as you felt him quicken his pace, hearing his own moans as you pulled on his hair.
âYeah, let go for me, baby, come on now.â He urged, and that was all it took for you to let go, your orgasm hitting you at full force. He quickly shot his free hand up to your face to cover your mouth, quieting your loud cries of pleasure. He loved the sound of your sweet moans, but being caught by your parents would be less than ideal. You cried into his palm, your juices gushing out of you and all over jjâs hand and torso, dripping down and soaking his stomach and boxers.
âOh fuck, thatâs right, so good, so good, huh?â He cooed, his fingers slowing down as you rode out your high, uncovering your mouth once you had fully finished and planting several soft kisses all over your parted lips as you worked to catch your breath.
You lifted your head after a moment, your eyes opening to meet his hungry gaze, untangling your fingers from his hair to reach for his boxers. You needed more of him.
âNeed you now.â You spoke, voice still a bit shaky as you had just caught your breath. You removed his boxers with his help, his leaking cock springing free from the restraint of the tight fabric. Your mouth watered at the sight, watching as he pumped himself slowly, finally giving himself some relief.
âNeed me inside you, sweet girl? Hm?â He licked his bottom lip as you nodded eagerly, a smug grin present on his lips at your neediness. You didnât care, he could be cocky after the orgasm he just gave you. He could have his moment.
âPlease. Please fuck me.â You pleaded, pushing your hips up to rub yourself against his cock. He groaned at the contact, giving himself a few more pumps before tapping his tip against your sensitive clit, causing you to gasp and push your thighs together purely out of reflex.
âAhh, keep those legs open for me. Gotta open up so I can fuck you, sweet thing.â He tisked, pushing your thighs open with his free hand, positioning his cock against your entrance, slowly pushing himself in. Once halfway inside, his hand trailed down from your thigh to grab your ankle, lifting your leg to wrap around his back, quickly doing the same with your other leg.
Finally getting you positioned like he wanted, he pushed himself all the way in, jaw going slack once he bottomed out, grunting at the depth he reached inside of you.
âFuuckkk,â he breathed, his messy hair falling onto his forehead as he looked down at the two of you, fully connected. He inhaled sharply before he began moving, struggling to keep his eyes open as your tight pussy hugged his cock perfectly. But he wanted to watch you, that was one of the best parts.
You did everything in your power to not scream, his cock immediately hitting all the right spots inside of you, his pelvis hitting your clit with every thrust. You couldnât stop yourself from moaning however, your arms wrapping around his neck to hold you up, keeping your body somewhat up. Your fingernails found home in the soft skin of his back, each trust and movement he made surely forming scratches into the skin.
âSo good, so good,â he moaned, sweat beading past his hairline as he found the perfect pace, his balls slapping your ass as his cock disappeared inside of you, âyouâre fucking perfect, yeah, oh fuck.â He breathed shakily, almost whining as you squeezed your legs tighter around his torso, his body pushing closer to you if possible, his dick hitting deep inside your wet pussy.
You were a mess beneath him. The tension throughout the night and the way he was fucking you perfectly was not doing anything to prolong your orgasm. But you could feel by the way he pulsated inside of you that he wasnât going to last long either.
âShit, Iâm close, baby. Where dâyou want me to cum?â He asked, slowing his thrusts for a moment as he attempted to gain composure of himself, wanting to give you one last orgasm before he finished.
You didnât even hesitate before responding.
âInside.â You answered, eyes looking up to meet his.
He cocked his head in confusion, stilling his movements following your words, almost unsure if he had heard you correctly.
âDonât fuck with me ââ
âIâm not, jj. Please. Want you to cum inside me.â You assured him, pushing your hips up, urging him to move again.
âYou⌠okay.â He resumed his movements, each thrust bringing both you and him closer to the edge.
âOh fuck jj, Iâm gonna cu-â
âSay youâre mine.â He cut you off, not stopping his movements, his breathing was shaky but his voice was steady, and he was serious.
âWhat?â You panted, your chest rising and falling rapidly.
âSay youâre mine.â He repeated himself, soft grunts following his words as he watched your face below him.
You knew what he was saying, and maybe it was the impending orgasm, or maybe it was the fact that you had never felt this way with anyone before him. Maybe after you said it and you both finished you would both get hit with that post nut clarity and go back on your words, but you could figure all of that out later. You could be his. You wanted to be his.
âIâm yours.â You spoke, and that was all it took for him to reach his end, his balls tightening, thrusts sloppy but still quick as he released inside of you in hot spurts, his face falling forward as he moaned, triggering your own release.
The wet sounds of his cock pushing into your cum filled pussy filled the room, his movements slowing down as you both rode out your highs together, eventually stopping completely before he slowly pulled himself out of you.
His cum leaked out of you almost immediately, but jj was quick to reach over the side of the bed and grab his shirt, placing it under your leaking pussy.
âShit,â he breathed, rubbing your lower stomach gently as your bodies both began to relax, leaning down to kiss your swollen lips gently.
âYou still mine?â He asked after a few moments of silence, mentally preparing himself for your rejection, nervous you had only said that in the heat of the moment. He meant what he said though.