Seraphina

jjpope club ! they're gays, your honor ☀️

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— 20 yrs old. Call me Seraphina. Outer banks writer. JJPope club. I write for them (i'm also open for any obx ships. ). Requests are open. Feel free to talk to me, send your own thoughts, share some recs and telling me how obssessed you are with jj maybanks and pope heyward. because, i'm always feral when it comes about them !

— i will write mostly jjpope fics, blurbs, imagines and headcanons with many tropes. you will find smut, angst and fluff. tell me if you want to be tagged in my works <3

— i hope you will enjoy my blog and my works. likes and rebbloged are always appreciated. your support is everything !

— jjpope is the endgame. if you don't think so, juste rewatch the show.

— they need to kiss. i don't make the rules, guys.

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my baby boy 💕

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i want to write a jjpope angst and fluff fic with this type of vibes

maybe should i ???

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BEST FRIEND SHOULD FUCK MORE || JJPOPE BLURB

pairing : jj maybank x pope heyward

summary : first time concept ?

fandom : outer banks

warnings : smut. minors DNI. boys ship. oral (m. receiving). some teasing.

enjoy <3333

It was hard to sleep when you were too hot, and it was even harder when you wanted to fuck your best friend who slept next door.

Pope was tired, especially after having binge-watched Gregg Araki’s movies with JJ, The Doomed Generation, Splendor, Mysterious Skin, that movies connecting queer and gay romances. It made Pope curious about his sexuality, wondering if he could be with a man himself. He had always found the girls very pretty, and he was persuaded to marry one of them, to make his life with a woman. But some scenes remained in his thoughts. Then it did not help to be next to a completely sexy JJ, barely dressed, wearing only a boxer. It did not help to hear the tension, the breathing and the palpitations of the blond during the sex scenes as if he wanted to touch himself so much. Finally, he did. Pope pretended to see nothing when his best friend began to caress himself, his hand in his underwear. He pretended to be focused on the screen, doing the best he could to ignore his buddy’s moans. Except it was clearly impossible.

And then JJ pretended to have an urgent urge to go pee. But Pope knew it was a lie, so by an unhealthy and ambiguous curiosity, by the very desire to see his best friend jerk off in the bathroom, he also got up. In a religious silence, he had opened the door. JJ was sitting on the toilet, legs apart, shaking his cock so hard, moans of pleasure and exasperation at the tip of his lips. He had spit in his hand, before smearing his erection with saliva and making quick comings and goings. His fist was firmly wrapped around his size, the dripping pre-cum of his glans. He had rolled a few drops against his thumb before using it to go faster. It felt so good, the weight and pressure of his palm. Pope had been discreet, he had looked down at his boxer to realize that the situation had excited him. So excited he was hard.

Was it okay to want to fuck with your best friend? The whole world wanted to fuck JJ, and that made sense. But Pope? He felt terrible to feel such a twisted feeling. But if girls could fall in love or have sex with their close friends, why not him? Slowly, he had slipped one hand inside his underwear to grab his boner. Slightly harder than JJ’s. He had quickly imitated the blond’s gestures, covering his growls so as not to be tense. He could feel his balls contracting, he could feel all the blood boiling in his sex. It was such a good feeling. The boys masturbated together. It was normal. But did they fuck together? Pope was so confused. With his sexuality. With JJ. With what he wanted. With everything.

JJ was getting more excited. But the object of his fantasy had changed. Now he was thinking about Pope. He thought how much his mouth could make his dick come in minutes. It was no longer a desire but a need. And he needed it now. The more he pushed his fist against his firm length the more his legs trembled. His breathing was short. And Pope was a voyeur who was spying on this little show, masturbating. His fingers were pressed against his erection, and he had never gone so fast in his life. It was as if he felt the urgent and urgent need to enjoy. When JJ ejaculated, he had directed the whitish streaks on his belly. His abs were now covered in cum and sweat. He was hot, terribly hot. He was hesitant to go back to his best friend.

When he came back, Pope was in his place. He was staring at the screen, but with an indescribable expression. JJ had not asked about his face. They had finished the last movie before falling asleep. Finally, Pope was asleep.

JJ couldn’t do it. It was impossible. Jerking off in the bathroom wasn’t enough for him, but how do you tell Pope what he was thinking, how do you tell him without fear of being judged? He had turned so as to face Pope, not turning his back on him. And maybe it wasn’t a good idea to have him in front of him because now he wanted to kiss him. Inside, JJ was panicking. He was panicking because it was the first time he felt something, the first time a boy did it to him. Everything seemed easier when he was with a girl.

He put his face up, and did what he always did, look at his lips. Finding a handsome man, it didn’t mean anything. Beauty was a vast and slightly superficial context. It had nothing to do with sexuality. Yes? JJ thought too much, and it kept him from sleeping even more. He had gently pressed his lips against his, pushing his mouth a little more on the other. He had closed his eyes, as if refusing to see what he was doing.

— "What are you doing?"

Pope had opened his eyes. JJ had backed away. But strangely, he had not panicked. His eyes were shining, the light of the moon revealing his face. Pope did not seem upset or disturbed, just curious. He wasn’t going to lie that he hated it by being aware of the pleasure he felt when JJ kissed him. His kisses were sweet, and his lips cold and slightly damaged.

— "Dude. That’s not what you think."

— “I think that’s all I think,” Pope replied, getting closer to JJ, and kissing him in turn. “But don’t worry, I liked it.”

While JJ was gentler, Pope was more aggressive in his kissing. It was as if he had already kissed a man. He had swung over JJ, and had his tongue in the blond’s mouth, and then sucked his lips. It was fun. Pope felt so confident, it was like he was realizing his dream. He was living it with the same excitement.

He pulled out of his best friend’s mouth and went down. He pulled up his shirt before licking his abs. He licked it like there was still cum on it. JJ was unable to stay put. It was new, so new. He was struggling to realize what was going on.

— Tell me what you want, JJ, tell me what you want me to give you."

— "Doesn’t that disgust you?"

— "It would be a lie to say yes. Look, how hot you are. I want you."

— "How long has it been?"

— “Since you touched yourself in the bathroom.”

— "What?"

— "Next time, call me. Don’t do that. Why use your hand when you can have my mouth?"

— “Damn, suck me, man.”

Pope had begun to put kisses on his hips, while he lowered his underpants, going down on his legs. He’d licked his tummy, tickled his belly button, and then walked down the path to her cock. It was hard. Exactly, like before. Pope had looked at his best friend whose legs now encircled his neck.

— "Is this your first time doing this?"

— “Yes, but I really want to try.”

— "Do you know how?"

— “Relax, it’s going to be okay.”

JJ had tried to relax but it was a bit complicated when we weren’t supposed to be attracted to boys but ended up getting sucked by his best friend. Pope had licked the glans, covered it with saliva before hitting his cheeks with it. He had pressed his finger on the drop of pre-cum, creating a small wet net that he had destroyed by starting to suck the blond. JJ wondered if Pope was lying when he said he never had that, because he was doing too well for a beginner. Her mouth was perfect, she took her cock so well. It should be illegal to do such a good blowjob to your best friend, it should be illegal to be Pope Heyward. JJ had not resisted the urge to kiss him again, totally not caring that five seconds rather, the boy had his cock in his mouth. Their tongues had mixed in such an wild way.

— “Patience, needy boy.”

Pope had pushed his friend boy away, crushing him on the mattress gently and continued his blowjob. He kept a hand on the blond’s chest to hold it in place, while he took it in his mouth. Fuck, JJ’s moans were so exciting, it made him hard. In general, JJ was attractive but he was even more so in bed.

— "Are you sure you’re not gay?"

— "JJ. Just be the cute boy you are, that’s all. Would you do that for me?"

— "Cute?"

— “Yes, cute.”

Pope had tightened his mouth around JJ’s cock. He had descended, to the point of deep-penetrating his sex into his mouth, almost at throat level. JJ was going to go crazier. He’d been sucked by a bunch of girls, but they weren’t sucking like Pope. Everyone had his way, but Pope had divine lips. Fortunately he was not a believer, because he had lost his ticket to heaven.

JJ’s cock was sensitive, and when it was stimulated in this way, it was completely responsive. The simple touch, the simple tongue stroke, made her tremble. The blond felt embarrassed, embarrassed to have so quickly want to cum in the mouth of his best friend. It was only a few minutes ago, and he was already on the verge of the explosion. He was so nervous. When he released his sperm into Pope’s mouth, he was unable to look at it. He felt ashamed even though Pope told him it was okay, and it was nothing serious.

He had straightened up. The truth was that it had not been awkward between them. Pope and JJ were best friends, and they knew each other for a long time, so if it happened, it had to happen.

— "I think we should talk about that."

— "What do you call that? The fact that we kissed? The fact that you jerked off in my bathroom? Or the fact that I sucked you and you came into my mouth?"

— “That’s exactly it. We’re going to have to name this thing between us. We can’t just call ourselves best friends anymore, can we? I mean, John B is my best friend too, but I would never do that with him. It would never happen.”

— “I hope so.”

— "What do you mean?"

— "I don’t share you, JJ Maybanks. If John b wants a guy, he’s gonna have to go get another pogue. ”

— “Because you’re suggesting it’s going to happen again? We’re going to do it again?”

— “ Because you really thought you could start this and stop it now? You know me better than that.”

— "Because you think I’ll accept that you put your dick in my hole?"

— “You were kind enough to put yours in my mouth, so it would be pretty fair, don’t you think? Take turns. You got the top hole, I got the bottom hole.”

— "You can always dream of it."

— “Ok, let’s make that game with, rock, papers, scissors.”

JJ agreed. And he lost. It made Pope smile..

— “It’s too bad for you.”

— "Shut up, will you?"

— "Be rude, and I will be even more rude when I will have my cock deep balls inside you."

— "I swear if you hurt me, I’ll hurt you even more."

—“It’s going to be okay. You need to relax.”

— "How can you tell me to relax at a time like this? And don’t tell me to relax by the way."

— “JJ.”

— "Yes, thank you. I know my name."

— "Don’t be sarcastic. We don’t have to do this tonight, or even tomorrow. It’s still new, we can wait."

— “Do you mind?"

— “I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life, I can wait a little longer.”

— "You think it’s romantic to want to fuck me all your life? Because I don’t."

He looked up. And Pope lay down beside him.

— “That’s not what I meant.”

— “So what did you mean?"

— "How happy I am that you are in my life."

— "At the same time, who is not happy that I am in her life? I am fantastic."

— "Seriously, JJ? Do you have to ruin this moment?"

— “You know, I thought I’d be terrified of doing that with you. I mean, I never did that. I was afraid things would go wrong between us, but you’re a good guy. You couldn’t disappoint me.”

— “Do you think we should watch another movie now that we’re awake and horny?"

— “Okay.”

— “By the way, next time. Touch yourself here. I want to see you. ”

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JJ and Pope... Two fine ass boys 🥵😮‍💨

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they're perfect for each others, i guess

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a piece i did based on a headcanon i wrote for an anon in this post, where jj and pope share a shitty apartment and smoke on the fire escape together please enjoy

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just wanted to add that if anyone is interested this piece is available on redbubble at my store here under the name nightrobin :) 

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BITTERSWEET SUMMER || JJPOPE BLURB.

pairing : jj maybanks x pope heyward

summary : jj always knew that he loved pope. but in which way ?

warnings : none. slight angst. just two boys kissing in the beach.

trope : bestfriends to lovers

fandom : outer banks

— “ When were you going to tell me? ”

Pope felt the anger and sadness in JJ’s voice, and he was unable to say and describe how much it hurt him, how much the disappointment in his friend’s eyes touched him, deep into his soul. JJ was a nice person, but also a sensitive one. There was something terribly comforting and warm in him but when he wasn’t smiling, it hurt. For everyone, but especially for Pope. They had always been close, always together, it was them until the end of the world, them until someone could separate them but it would never happen. That’s what they thought, that’s what JJ thought.

On the warm sand of the beach, the heat remained even if the sun was partial, the sky was covered with stars, and the first constellations appeared. They shared a beer, the rest of the Pogues away. It was just the two of them.

— “ When were you going to tell me, Pope? Why am I the last to know? We’re best friends.”

— “This is John B, your best friend. Not me.”

— “If it’s him. What are we? ”

— “We are like brothers.”

— “No, brothers don’t hide things from their brothers. Brothers tell each other the truth from the beginning, they don’t learn it from someone else. Why do you treat me differently when I make you my priority? Man, tell me, what have I never done for you? I’ve always been there. You just need to call me, and I’m here. Even halfway around the world. So why am I the last to know you’re leaving?”

Pope blamed himself, he blamed himself for removing JJ from the truth when he deserved to know like everyone else. But JJ was different, more surprising. Pope didn’t know how his friend would take it. He tried to buy time, not lie to him but it was the same anyway.

— “I’m sorry.”

— “No, you’re not, Pope. But it doesn’t matter, I don’t blame you. I would never blame you. I don’t want to argue with you. You’re going to leave, and I don't want you to leave with the idea that I hate you. I don’t. I can’t. ”

— « Man, are you hugging me?»

JJ had smiled, and surrounded him with his arms. He could not blame him even if it hurt him, even if it made him want to throw his frustration on something. It hurt his heart more than he thought, more than if he lost John B. He loved them both. But maybe not in the same way, and he can’t say in which way he loved Pope. Or maybe he just refused to admit it.

— “ I feel like you’re leaving me.”

— “ I’ll always be here. Like you said, you call and i come. Always?"

— “Always. But that’s my sentence. Don't steal it from me? And then it’s always you who needs me.”

— “You feel the need to protect me!”

— “That’s how real brothers behave. I’ll always have your back, even if I have to die.”

— “You’re getting sentimental. Do you have feelings for me, bro?»

Pope laughed. And JJ had drunk a sip of beer before resting it on the ground. His eyes were lost in the sea. The waves were calm, too calm and silent. It was like the world was going out.

— “Do you think it’s possible to love someone you know in a different way ?”

— “Are you talking about Kie? I thought you gave up! ”

— “I’m not talking about her, Pope.”

— ” Then, who ? ”

— “A guy”

— "Oh man, if you’re… well if you’re gay, that’s totally okay?”

— “I’m not! I’m just asking.”

— “Do you want to try something?”

— “What?”

— “Kiss me.”

— “What are you saying?”

“I’m helping you! Besides, we know each other. It’s not awkward.”

— “ Just because I know you, it’s even more embarrassing, man.”

— “ You’ve seen me naked hundreds of times, but you can’t kiss me? What's that ? ”

JJ was starting to lose his mind. Damn, he was already confused enough and his friend had to push it even further. It was about to explode.

— “Close your eyes, JJ.”

The blond had closed his eyes and Pope had kissed him, putting his cold and soft lips on those of his friend. There was still sand on the mouth.

— “Open your mouth. A little more.”

He had slipped his tongue against his own, directing the kiss into something more sensual. His saliva fell into JJ’s wide open mouth. It no longer looked like an experimental kiss but something more serious, like a romantic kiss. Pope had laid down above the blond, pinning him on the sand.

— “ This is what you wanted? This is what you dreamed of? Did you like it? ”

— “Are you really going to leave?”

— “I’ll come back. And you’ll wait for me?"

— “ What if I meet someone, and if I forget you unintentionally?"

— “ I will forgive you as you have always forgiven me."

— “This is my first time kissing a boy, and I want to do it again.”

— “ Anything you want, right now."

Pope had kissed him again. This time, JJ had played, licking his partner’s tongue several times.

— “We should stop before someone sees us.”

— “ You’re afraid of being seen, but you kiss me like you want to be seen. That's my JJ. ”

— “ I don’t really control how I feel.”

— “ And, it's okay. Me neither. How do you feel?”

— “ I don't know. I feel a lot of things. Too much is going on in my head, Pope.«

JJ’s voice had become weaker, as if he was going to crack. Pope had embraced him. He knew that the blond had gone through so much, his tense relationship with his father, the shitty adventures of the Pogues, juvenile crimes and now he had to deal with his departure and his own feelings.

— “I can’t believe you’re really going to leave.”

— “I’m sorry.”

— "Don’t apologize. It makes me feel like you’re going to stay.”

— “Are you going to be okay?»

— “Yeah. I'm a big man. Now that we’ve kissed, what are you going to do? What does that kiss mean to you? I need to know. Does that mean anything between us?”

— “I believe so.”

— "What does that mean?"

— “ That you are mine. And that I am the only boy you can kiss. The only one, you listen?”

— “What if I kiss someone else ? ”

— “It won’t happen, trust me. I wouldn’t let my boy think or kiss someone other than me.”

— “ Say it again.”

— “Tell you what again ?”

— “I think I want to hear you say I’m your boyfriend.”

— “ Will it make you happy and smile at me ?”

— “Yes.”

— ” Hey guys, what are you doing? Let’s have fun together!”

It was John B.

— “We’ll talk about it. And, Pope ? »

— ” Yes. What Can i do for my pretty boy ? »

— “ Don't kiss other boys. »

— “ Or what ? You will kill them ? ”

— “You know me, Pope. Don't make me angry.”

— “ Already jealous ? ”

— “ I prefer to warn you. ”

— “ I will never kiss another boy. Not when mine is the prettiest. ”

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NOT SO STRAIGHT || JJPOPE BLURB

pairing : jj maybanks x pope heyward

fandom : outer banks

summary : when kook!jj meet the prettiest bartender!pope and they end up fucking in the toilet. not gays, but not so straight ?

warnings : smut. anal. slight dubcon. alcohol. boys kissing and fucking (yea, gay stories dumbass), mentions of smoking. cheating. and tell me if i forgot one...

enjoy ! likes and reblogged are appreciated ! <33

It was a summer night when kook!jj had the idea to go in a gay club. He went there alone because of shame. He wore baggy-style loose pants that fell on his hips, revealing the band of his white boxer shorts, with a white top. He wore a silver chain around the neck. He only hoped that there was no one he knew because he would never assume going to such a place, especially when he had a girlfriend. She was nice, it was not the problem but he was curious. The club was by the sea, the music was loud, the sound was heard all the way to the beach. He had entered without any trouble, and had already attracted the attention of several boys. Uneasy, he had approached the bar counter, sitting on the high stool.

He had looked up at the bartender. Maybe a little too long because he had caught his attention.

— “ You look lost, first time here ? Do you need help?”

— “Actually, i just want a Pina Colada.”

— “ This is your first time here.”

— “ Can you tell that much?”

— “This is not the place most frequented by kooks of your kind, let’s say.”

— “ Kooks like me? What do you mean?"

— “You don’t look like us. I mean , you don't look like the guy who loves boys. ”

— “I have a girlfriend.”

— “I have a boyfriend. Fine.”

JJ was not surprised by the information. The bartender was too handsome to be single. He had nodded, and the waiter had begun preparing his cocktail before sliding the glass over the counter.

— “ How much do I owe you?”

— “It’s on the house.”

— “Seriously? You have no reason to buy me a drink. I can pay. I have so much money that I could pay for everyone here.”

— “So kook of you, JJ.”

— “ You know my name?”

— “We were together in class. You obviously never spoke to me, you were too cool for that.”

— “You never spoke to me either."

— “We wouldn’t have been friends in every case. I was a serious person, studying all the time. While you were going out with your friends, skipping school, you had no reason to give attention to someone like me. Tell me what you’re doing here. You’re looking for someone, you want to have fun, you want sex?"

— “I don’t want anything.”

JJ had finished his drink and headed for the dance floor. Dancing was the only thing that kept him lucid. He was dancing, the neon lights moving on his body. The music was loud, screaming in his ears. He felt the perspiration on his body and on his muscles, the moistness of his hands, the drops of sweat on his forehead, but he also felt the looks on him, the attention towards him. The alcohol started to rise after a few minutes. It was hot, terribly hot. It felt out of control. He had closed his eyes, letting the heat rise. He had ordered the same cocktail several times at the bar as if it wasn’t enough. He needed more than that.

JJ had slipped a cigarette in his ear. He was going out to smoke for a short time, but first he had to go to the bathroom. He had gone to the door of the W.C., pushed some men to pass, and he had lowered his pants in front of the urinal. He began to feel the influence of alcohol, he began to feel drunk. He had pushed the door of a cabin before sitting on the toilet to catch his breath. He had a violent urge to throw up. His body made him understand that he could not store the amount of alcohol inside.

He had begun to vomit. Plenty of times. He must have been hard to see. He was miserable. He had lit a cigarette, started smoking when it was forbidden but he needed it. He was going to die if he didn’t let go a little more. He sat against the toilet wall, no matter how dirty the floor was.

— “You shouldn’t smoke here.”

—“ Aren’t you supposed to do your job and not babysit me ? I’m okay.”

— “I can see no.”

— "Damn it, man, I’m fine."

— "I’m just asking you not to smoke here."

— "Leave me alone."

JJ stood up. And pushed away the bartender named Pope. He remembered him. He was one of his classmates, a former nerd who had good fucking grades, who studied hard and would surely have a chance to succeed in life. JJ judged him before he pushed him.

— "I don’t want to hurt you, okay ? So bd nice.”

— "What? You’re gonna call the security dogs, can’t you handle this yourself?”

“Just put out your cigarette.”

The blond had pushed his cigarette against his lips before approaching Pope and blowing in his face. He was so close to him that the smoke seemed invisible, that he could almost touch his mouth. Pope had snatched the cigarette, throwing it in the toilet.

— “ What are you doing? What the hell is your fucking problem, man ? ”

— “ You know, I’m patient, but I can’t stand being disrespected.”

— “Fuck you.”

Pope had laid JJ against the wall, his hands behind his back.

"You may be a Kook on your field, but here you are nobody, JJ. And I think you’re going to have to remember that.”

— “What are you playing at?”

— “ Oh… seems like you have a strong kink for domination, JJ? Do you like it when a Pogue crushes you against the wall?”

— “Don’t say anything more, you might regret it."

— “Go ahead, Maybanks. Make me regret."

Pope slipped his fingers on JJ’s belly. There were bruises on his skin. He had stroked the smooth part of his abs, lifting his t-shirt. He knelt before turning the blond face towards him, sliding his own tongue on the stomach of JJ.

— “What are you doing?"

— "Do you want me to stop? Just say it. ”

Pope got up and put JJ’s chain in his mouth, before kissing him, mixing his tongue, silver chain and saliva, all in a kiss. JJ was ashamed, ashamed to be excited for so little but when Pope’s mouth had moved away from his, he had aggressively pushed his lips against his, violently pinning him against the opposite wall. The cabin door was still open but he didn’t care. He felt needy, he wanted more, he wanted this man. It was an emergency.

— “Are you asking for more? Use your words, boy. Tell me how much you want to be fucked, tell me how much the slut you are wants to be caught? Tell me and you will be pleased.”

— “Pope…”

— “No, I want words. Can’t my little blond give me some? Can he kiss me like crazy but can’t give me some words ? I’m sure you do.”

Pope had pulled JJ’s underpants, looking down at his bulge. He had teased the boy by catching his boner with his mouth, sniffing his smell. JJ had pushed his hands over the bartender’s hair, clutching them in his fist.

— "Do you sleep with boys every day?"

— “I don’t think it’s any of your business."

— “I don’t want to get a sexual disease.”

— “ But who said I was going to fuck you, JJ?”

— “What?”

— “You think because you’re a Kook you can have it all?”

— "I think you want me as much as you want. Don't lie to me. »

— “ Let’s see who comes first . You want some fun, I will give you. Deserve to ride that dick, cowboy. ”

Pope had taken out a condom from his back pocket. He had ripped the plastic out with his mouth and rolled the condom over his dick. He was clearly tough.

— "Lub?"

— "Oh no, it’s exclusively for nice boys."

— “Are you serious?”

— "It’s going to hurt a little at first. But you’re going to take it well. Lick my fingers.”

JJ had obeyed. He had opened his mouth before starting to suck, he had everything in one move, pushing the fingers quite far against his throat. Pope had been impressed and destabilized to see so much confidence and so little clumsiness from the blond. He had helped him put everything in his mouth, rubbing his fingers against his tongue until he felt drool invading JJ’s lips. He was so docile, licking his fingers with eyes so precious and innocent. The sounds of sucking became so loud, so intense.

Pope had added a finger, opening JJ’s mouth more widely, while watching the third disappear between his lips. He had praised him for going faster. When the blond almost threw up, he had pushed even deeper.

— “You can take that. You do that well, JJ. It Makes me feel good. You like it when I say your name while you do such dirty things? Your dick is so hard you could come in your underwear. Or, you may have already come.”

— “No….”

— “Yes.”

The bartender noticed the wet patches. He lowered JJ’s pants before turning it facing the wall, to put his fingers in the back hole. He came and went, slow enough for the boy to get used to it. He found the kook so attractive, especially when he moaned so weakly, standing against the wall, legs skaking.

JJ’s hole was tight, a little too tight. Pope had to stretch more than he expected. And that was what killed the boy trying not to fall. It hurt but he didn’t want to backtrack. He really wanted to be fucked. Maybe it was the heat, the alcohol, the whirlwind of his thoughts, the effect of this gay club, or the presence of Pope, he didn’t know. And in all that, he hadn’t seen his partner’s dick yet. Was it big ? When the bartender spit in his hole before adding another finger, he shook his hands.

— "Go easy on me. It hurts. I swear, I will kill you. "

— “If my boy wants something, he must ask for it nicely. Otherwise I risk treating him with as little respect as the way he talks to me. And he wouldn’t want me to hurt him any more, would he?"

— “ I will kill you. I'm not joking, pray for your life, pogue. "

— "Yes, Maybanks kill me while I fuck you. Be that bad boy you think you are. ”

Pope got up and pulled out his cock. He had still been kind, taking the time to come in slowly before coming out softly, letting the boy get used to his size. He could feel JJ’s body shaking.

How could it hurt so much? The pain was unbearable to him but he didn’t want it to stop. Pope had penetrated him again, pushing his cock further. While giving calculated and strong strokes, he had grabbed the jawbone of the kook, to kiss it. They Lost themselves in a French kiss.

— “ How does it feel? Do you like it? Is it your first time?”

—“You’re hiding your true side, Pogue. So studious, so smart, but not so innocent.”

— “You hide your true side too, Kook. You have a big mouth but you like to have your mouth so full. You like sex with a man. I bet you’ve never had so much fun, even with your girlfriend. How does it feel to be cheating on her, to be with a man while she thinks you’re home? Should we send her a picture, show her how well you take my dick? How quickly do you come when you’re touched by my hands? Do you think we can tell him how gay you are when it comes to wanting to do things with me?”

— "I don’t want anyone to know.”

— "You should not be ashamed. That is your true nature."

— “No…”

Pope bit his lip to shut him up. It had stopped, retreated slightly before entering again, pushing his length into JJ’s hole.

— “You like it, admit it. It’s not like you can deny it now.”

JJ’s phone had vibrated. It was his girlfriend. Pope had smiled.

— “ I think you must answer. ”

— “Don’t do that.”

— “Too late. I picked up.” He answered the phone. “Yes?”

— "Who is that? I want to talk to JJ."

— “I think JJ is too busy to answer. Right, JJ? You want to talk to your girlfriend?”

The blond had mumbled something, and Pope had accelerated his brutal strokes, letting his body slam against his partner’s. Damn, it was so good. He had caressed the boy’s pale, warm lower back.

— "What are you doing?"

— ”Do you want to tell her what we’re doing, JJ? Or is it a secret?”

— ” A secret? ”She said.

JJ had ripped the phone out of Pope’s hands. The object had fallen to the ground but he didn’t care. He had come, his cock was shaking, bouncing every time Pope came and went inside him, crushing him against the wall.

— “ Do you want to come a second time?"

— “I have to go see my girlfriend…”

— “Are you going to go home and pretend that nothing happened? Oh no, let me tell you that you’re going to go home and think about it. You’ll think about it so much that you’ll jerk off on your bed, you’ll try to do yourself some good, but it won’t work. And you know why?”

— “ Why?”

— “Because you will need me, you will need me to make you come. Not your girlfriend, not someone else. Just me, Pope Heyward. Remember my name, you’ll need it to find me. Now be a good boy, and tell me how many times you will touch yourself after this. I bet as more as i fucking you right now. ”

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[northsonic]

Something about friends to lovers that always gets to me . The longing looks . Everyone sees it but them. The pinning.

[reggieslocket]

why can't i ever win? i just wanna win once

[woobiz]

if u watched outerbanks and you didnt ship jjpope you did it wrong

[jjpopeclub]

yes, don't lie to yourself guys

[gh0stsp1d3r]

you cannot tell me that these 2 haven’t thought about being tg or kissing at least once

@nemesyaaa

[jjpopeclub]

BOYFRIENDS UNTIL DEATH

[tinyfrogcroak]

Still hanging on to the delusion that these two idiots can make it

[jjpopeclub]

i will go feral if they don't end up together

[berzattoobear]

i will never forget about what could’ve been

give me jjpope fic recs pls i literally cant find any

[jjpopeclub]

MY BABIES FOR REAL. HOPEFULLY WRITERS EXIST

[pctterscars]

spot the difference challenge (level: IMPOSSIBLE)

[jjpopeclub]

THEY ARE GAY, YOUR HONOR

AND IT'S OKAY. WE'RE HAPPY FOR THEM