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Pairing: [jj.maybank x reader]
Warnings: Swearing, some fingering, mentions of sex, and a tiny tiny bit of voyeurism
Requested: Yes by anon, “idk any specifics but could you write a jj fic that starts w angst and ends w smut?”
Summary: The reader and JJ argue about meeting her parents and end up in heated situation.
A/N: I hope you like it! I think I might write a part 2 that is full smut to make up for the ending <3
“That bullshit, Y/N. And you know it!” You stormed in JJ’s house with him hot on your trail.
“No, it’s not!” You sighed rubbing your temples. “I promise, JJ I am not ashamed of you.” You could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on.
The last thing you wanted to do was fight with JJ, especially not now since your 1 year anniversary was coming up soon. But there was no way out of this. For the past few weeks JJ has been hinting to you that he wanted to meet your parents. Of course this took you by surprise because you didn’t think JJ was the type to bring up meeting parents first. Nonetheless, he wanted to meet them and help them see that he wasn’t just some low life. And you didn’t even want JJ in the same room as them.
It’s not that you didn’t want your parents to know about your relationship, and you are definitely not ashamed of him. It was actually opposite- you were ashamed of your parents. More specifically, how’d they react if they found out you were dating a pogue. It was no secret to you that your parents weren’t very fond of pogues. They saw pogues as dirty and lazy, and no one could convince them otherwise. If they found out about your relationship with JJ, they would force you to end it without a second thought.
“You think I’m scared of your kook dad or your kook mom? I don’t care and you shouldn’t either!” In frustration JJ snatched his hat off and threw it across the room.
“JJ you don’t understand I-” He stopped pacing around the room and got in your face, making your words hitch in your throat.
“No, Y/N, I think I do understand. You’re just like your parents and don’t want to be seen with a fucking pogue!” You felt tears threatening to spill over as you looked into the eyes of your livid boyfriend.
JJ never argued with his fists but his words packed a powerful punch. He knew exactly what to say to hurt someone, and he did it without hesitation. But with you it was different. As he watched the tears flood your eyes he felt guilt wash over him. He didn’t really want to hurt you.
“I don’t care if you’re a pogue. I love you JJ.” You said softly as a tear rolled down your cheek. You felt the atmosphere change as you watched JJ’s eyes soften. The anger he had has now completely faded.
“You love me huh?” JJ asked while wiping the tears streaming down your face. He felt his heart skip a beat and blood rush down his body, clearly affected by your declaration of love.
“Yes baby.” You wrapped your arms around him and began peppering kisses alongside his jawline. After a minute he stopped you by grabbing the sides of your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes.
“Then show me.” Without hesitation you pressed your lips against his giving JJ an open-mouthed passion driven kiss. He immediately responded by grabbing your hips, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.
You felt his bulge brush against your front, making your wetness soak through your panties. With one hand he gripped your ass, while the other slid down into your shorts to the front of your panties rubbing circles against your clothed clit. You rocked your hips against his fingers desperately trying to create more friction.
“Please, JJ” You broke the kiss to look at him with a pout.
“Tell me what you want baby girl.” He said with a shit eating grin. You knew he loved it when you begged for him, but right now you didn’t care. You needed JJ. And more importantly you needed his cock.
“Please just do something- anything. I want you so fucking bad.” You bit your lip to have somewhat control of yourself. But all of that went away when JJ pushed his fingers inside your tight wet hole. You let out a loud moan, causing JJ’s smile to spread even more.
“Damn baby girl, you this wet for me?” He took his fingers out of your pussy sooner than you liked and admired the wetness dripping to the palm of his hand. When you didn’t respond he took his two fingers and pushed them into your mouth. You made eye contact with him as you sensually sucked on his fingers. You took your time licking his fingers up and down while your hand travelled to his clothes cock and gripped it softly.
The noise that came out of JJ’s mouth was animalistic as he reached and roughly pulled your shorts down, he was fed up with the foreplay. JJ hated when you teased him and he was already riled up because of the heated argument, so you knew you were in for a rough fuck. A bubble of excitement rushed through you as you watched JJ take off his shirt, messing up his hair in the process. While passionate love making was always amazing, you couldn’t deny that JJ’s rough side is your favorite.
You were only in your bra and panties and JJ was only in his underwear when he lifted you up and put you on the nearby table.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good baby-” JJ stopped abruptly as something caught his eye. You look up to see why JJ stopped talking and follow his gaze when you see him looking past you over your shoulder. You gasp loudly and try to cover yourself up when you make eye contact with Pope, who was standing at the threshold of the front door with a six pack in his hand.
“Jesus Christ I- oh my God-” Pope started blabbering, obviously flustered seeing you both half naked.
“Dude what the fuck Pope?!” JJ yelled while putting his shorts back on.
“Ok, oh my God I said I was coming over remember? And I- and you- Why don't you guys lock the front door!?” You felt your cheeks warm up as you hopped off the table.
“I’m just gonna go take a shower.” You say hurrying out the room before JJ can convince you to stay. At this point you were beyond embarrassed and couldn’t look at either of them. Before making your way to the shower you stood by the door to hear them arguing.
“Pope you’re such a cockblock bro!”
“No- I mean yeah I guess. But, I did tell you I was coming over. I don’t live that far dude.” You heard the laughter in Pope’s voice. There was silence for a moment and just as you were about to walk away Pope spoke up again.
“Were you really about to fuck her on the table? I mean people do eat there I just think-”
“Shut up, Pope!” You walked away determined to take a shower and wash this memory out of your brain.