content: nsfw (trigger warning!)
warnings: angst, fighting, sexual assault (groping), oral (male receiving), face-fucking, unprotected sex, marking kink, dirty talk, degradation, spanking, creampie
description: when Pope and JJ start taking too long just go pee, Kie and Reader come to the rescue, but when Rafe touches his girlâŚÂ
- this is my first time writing smut, please be patient -Â
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After everything thats happened in the past few days, the kooks just had to host the OBX Movie Series. Kie dragged you to the outing, hoping for a little time to relax. The whole crew was there except for John B., cause well; heâs John B. He does what he wants, so you didnât even question his absence. After setting our stuff down, Kie left to grab drinks for the boys, and you sat down between JJâs legs. You had only been secretly dating for two months, but he meant more to you than anything else in the world. He was absentmindedly running his fingers through your hair, lulling you to sleep while talking to Pope. Surprisingly, the other Pogues hadnât found out about your relationship, and you definitely havenât been the most discreet. Kiara comes back looking distraught, handing them their drinks, looking down and you and raising her eyebrows at your position.
âJust saw Rafe, and he said, and I quote, âTell your boy that we know what he did.â What is that?â She shook her head, obviously not amused by the interaction she just experienced with that kook asshole. The Popeâs eyes widen as she sits down on the blanket, looking over at JJ. He hums and responds.
âWhere is he?â Kie motions behind us where Rafe and Topper are standing, clearly satisfied with their scare tactic. Pope turns in his chair, staring at them as they smirk their damn signature privileged smirks. âGreat, the whole death squad.â
JJ pulled his head forward, telling him to stop staring, then starts rambling about how heâs âcoming out swingingâ if they corner him. You looked at Kiara who had a confused look on her face. You tried to interrupt them. âWhat the fuck are you talking about?â
âIf that doesnât work, I got this right here,â JJ said, reaching around you to grab his bag. Your eyes widened, looking at Kie.
âIâm sorry, JJ. Please tell me you did not bring a gun here. JJ, there are kids!â Kie questioned JJ, and he was quick to shoot it down, saying âeverythingâs fineâ.
âWow, JJ, real convincing,â you looked up at him, rolling your eyes.
âYeah, I love that JJ. Founding Principle, you guys. No secrets amongst pogues! What is JJ talking about?â Kie asked. You pulled away from JJ, turning your body around to look at the two boys. They looked between each other before Pope reluctantly leans over to Kie, mumbling, âIt might go down tonight.â
âWhat does that mean?â Kie asked, looking over at you for help. You furrowed your eyebrows.
âJJ, what did you do?â
âIt wasnât me, it was Pope!â he snapped, his eyes going wide, realizing that he slipped up on their little secret. You scoffed, Pope, the scholar student, one of the most innocent teens youâve ever met, did something? âYeah, okay.â
Your sarcasm seeped through the air, the boys became quiet, and Kie continued to question them. Taking a look back at the kooks, seeing they were still staring directly into the back of Popeâs head. Maybe he did do something, but this boy was scared of even getting on the boat with the Pogues, there had to be a logical reason that he did something. Either that or there was some inside influenceâ JJ.
Your imagination wondered, the movie on the screen cutting on, catching your attention. You laid down on the blanket, getting comfortable on the grass, your hand holding up your head while laying on your side.
Halfway through the movie, the boys excuse themselves to take a leak. You were so immersed into the movie but as soon as JJ got up, you couldnât focus anymore. You couldnât relax until he was back with you, it was just this aura that he spread over to you. He wanted to protect you, and you wanted to protect him.
Minutes ticked by slowly, raising your awareness and anxiety. You sat up and looked at Kie, shaking her leg to get her attention. âThereâs something wrong. Theyâve been gone for like 5 minutes, and unless they had to take a shit behind a tree, it shouldnât take them that long to pee.â
She nodded her head, grabbing JJâs bag which he had left behind and the both of you snuck around behind the movie screen. Pope was fighting was Topper, JJ being held back and punched in the stomach and the face. Kie quickly ran and hit Topper with the bag, yelling at him and jumping on his back. You jumped into action as well, anger boiling inside of you as you ran up behind Rafe and kicking him in the balls. He stumbled, turning around and you rammed your fist into his nose, earning a groan from him.
âThatta girl!â JJ yelled, fighting out of Kelceâs grip and side hooking him, knocking him back. Topper was able to throw Kie off of his back. âThis isnât about you, Kiara! Stay out of it!â
Your leg swiped out behind Rafe, wiping him out as you got on top of him, straddling his legs and spitting in his face. He smirked and laughed at you, only fueling you more, and you drove your elbow into his chest, knocking the air out of him. He somehow gains enough strength to flip you over, pinning you down on he ground as you squirmed. JJ yells your name, running to help but is caught again by Kelce and held back.Â
âDonât fucking touch her!â JJ snapped, pulling as hard as he could to try to get away from the boy holding him back. Rafe looks down at you and chuckles, hand going around your throat. You struggle for air and slap his forearm over and over. You hear Pope being choked by Topper beside you, and you try to turn your head to see him, trying to cry out his name.Â
âPope!â JJ yelled for his friend, then started yelling for you. âGet the hell off of her, Rafe! Iâll fucking kill you, you hear me?â
âYouâre a little spitfire arenât you, hun?â he smirks down at you, amused at your struggling state. âHeâs real protective of youâŚâ he looked over at JJ, trying to get his footing, still trying to pull away. Tears started forming in your eyes as your airway was being cut off so harshly. âWonder what he would do ifâŚâ
Rafeâs free hand wandered down your body, stopping at your breasts. He gave them a light squeeze, looking over to see JJâs reaction. âYou fucking kook! Get off of her! She doesnât deserve this!â
âS-s-stopâŚâ you grappled for words, not being able to get them out.
Behind you, the movie screen exploded in flames, Rafe quickly letting go of you as a hole burned through the screen, exposing the scene behind it. People started screaming, getting up and running back from the fire.Â
âGet off of him! Kelce get off of JJ!â Kie yelled at them, watching them let go. Pope fell onto his hands and knees, coughing and gasping for air. You toiled to regain oxygen in your lungs, JJ running up beside you, grabbing your face in his hands.
âHey, hey baby, look at me. Iâm right here,â he checked your neck to see the red marks that Rafe had left on it, knowing they would be bruised by the morning. Tears ran out of your eyes as you looked at him, lifting yourself up to hug him tightly. You held on to him with dear life, like he would slip through your fingers if you let go even in the slightest. âAre you okay? Iâm so sorry- fuck, Iâm gonna kill him.â
âItâs okay, Iâm okay,â you assured him. You were trying to take some of the edge off of the situation, even though your neck was throbbing from being held so tightly. Blood that had been restricted rushed back into your brain, making you lightheaded. âPope- is Pope okay?â
JJ helped you stand up, holding your waist until he knew you were steady. Your vision cleared and you saw Kie helping him up, putting his hat back on. You and JJ walked over to him, showing support. âYou okay? Weâre okay.â
âYouâre a fucking idiot.â Pope chuckled lightly at Kiara.Â
âShe saved our asses though,â you spoke up, grinning at her. You mouthed a thank you as you all started walking away to go home. You turned your attention to JJ when the group split apart, you and JJ walking together. You looked up at him, and you could have sworn you felt a second heartbeat in your pussy. He looked so hot right then, his pupils dilated with anger and his face stern. You decided it was probably best to not leave him alone tonight, not angry, he might try to do something stupid. Not like your mom cares if you come home or not anyway.Â
âHmm, how about we go back to John B.âs and cool down?â you grabbed his bicep, trying to calm him down a little. He nodded and you made your way to the chateau.
The whole way there, JJ was fuming, his fists tight, knuckles turning white. You took hold of his hand, trying to get him to release some of the tension. âJJ, itâs not worth being mad over⌠Itâs Rafe, I should have expected it.â
âThat no good, dirty bastard. He touched you in a way that only I am allowed to touch you, because you are mine. You understand me? He doesnât get to just do that to you and walk away feeling accomplished.â You felt the heat between your legs grow when he said that, his voice rough and hair disheveled, looking like a God. âI get to be mad at him, he touched my girl. He could have killed you!â
You stop in the middle of the street, tugging on his hand to halt him from his movements. âHe could have, but he didnât. Iâm right here, and Iâm all yours. Only yours. I would never let anyone else touch me the way you do, and you know damn well no one can make me feel the way that you do.â You gave him a sincere look, then reaching up to his ear to whisper, âRafe especially canât make me scream like you do.â
He lets out a frustrated sigh, the anger in his eyes softening, immediately hardening again with lust. He smirked at you, now leaning down to your height as he gently traced over the shell of your ear with his tongue. âYouâre gonna be doing more than screaming tonight, baby girl.â
He dragged you into the chateau, pushing you down onto the pull out sofa in John B.âs living room, moving to hover over you. One of his legs pushed in between yours to separate them and he pulled you in to a passionate kiss. The aching between your legs grew more noticeable as he pushed you deeper into the couch, his arms on either side of your head.Â
âJJ, please,â you begged when he pulled away to kiss down your neck. He gave open mouth kisses to the side of it, then biting and sucking on your sweet spot. You knew the hickeys he gave you tonight were going to be severely noticeable in the morning, but in that moment, thatâs all you wanted. You wanted him to mark you and prove to everyone that you were his and that no one could mess with you.Â
Your hands went to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up a little so he would get the hint. He broke the kiss and sat back, peeling off his shirt and doing the same thing to yours. He attacked your chest with love bites, kissing your nipples over your bra. The warmth of his mouth excited you. âGet up and strip for me so I can see whats mine.â
He rolled over and plopped next to you as you stood up, unhooking your bra. You let it slowly slide down your arms before working on the zipper of your jean shorts. You pulled them down teasingly, turning around and bending over for your ass for be on display. âI said strip, not tease.â He groaned, palming his cock over his shorts. You stepped closer to him, pushing your panties down to the ground. Your legs swung over his lap, straddling him. You whimpered when you felt the rough fabric of his shorts rubbing against your clit. You tried to grind against him, desperately chasing that friction, but he grabbed your hips harshly.
âYou donât get to be in control. Iâve got to show you who you belong to,â he flipped you over, your legs going around his waist and heels digging into his back. You struggled to get his pants off with your feet, your hands going to the waistband to pull them down. He grabbed them in one hand, pinning them above your head. He pulled them down, his cock straining against his boxers. You moaned, your hips lifting up trying to meet his in the middle. His hand pushed your hips back down into the springy mattress. âTell me what you want, baby.â
âPlease, JJ, just do something,â you pleaded, your hips bucking up once again. He growled against your skin, kissing your breasts, tongue swirling around your hardened nipple. âMark me up, fuck me, show me who I belong to. Please.â
âGood girl,â he groaned, kissing down your stomach, stopping when he got to your pussy. He released you hands and spread your legs, sucking on you inner thighs, kissing them after. He got closer and closer to your heat, but still wouldnât give you the satisfaction you craved. You were tired of the teasing and you grabbed the back of his head, pushing him into you. He slapped your hands away, looking up devilishly. âShouldnât have done that baby girl.â
You groaned and he held your hands down by your sides, kneeling on the ground in front of you. He flattened his tongue and ran a long stripe up your pussy, not letting it touch your clit. He adjusted you and put your legs over his shoulders, letting go of your arms again. He reached down to your cunt, fingers slipping around in your arousal. Once he flicked over your sensitive clit, you jerked. âJay, please. I need you so bad.â
âNot yet, baby. I told you that you donât get control, and you forced it. This is punishment.â
His fingers toyed with your opening for a minute, finally slipping a finger into your tight cunt. You moaned in relief, feeling his tongue being placed on your clit. He licked you softly, eliciting a louder moan from you. âJJâŚâ
âBe quiet or Iâll stop,â he lifted his head, looking up at you. Your eyes were hooded, a blush was flush on your cheeks, and your mouth hung open. Your breathing became erratic as he continued his punishment on you, biting down on your fist to force yourself to stay quiet. You didnât want him to tease you, but you also didnât want him to stop.
His mouth finally closed around your clit, sucking it harshly, tongue poking out to lick it. He moved his finger inside you agonizingly slow and your hand reached down to pull his hair. He moaned, the vibrations sending a shock wave through you. Your mouth fell open when he pushed another finger into you, going faster this time. A whimper came from your throat, signaling you were close. JJ was the only one who ever made you feel so euphoric; you were like putty in his hands when it came to sex and you both loved it. He had total control over you, and you let him do anything he wanted to you.Â
His tongue stopped itâs attack on your pussy, slowly pulling his fingers out making you whine at the sudden loss of contact. He put on into his mouth and moaned, relishing in the sweet taste. âYou taste so good, baby. Here, taste yourself.â
You opened your mouth and he slipped the other finger in, your mouth closing and sucking around it harshly. Your cheeks hollowed around it, your tongue swirling around his fingertip. He groaned at the sight of you, his head rolling back. He pulled his finger out of your mouth, grabbing your face in his hand. He kissed you ruthlessly, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You moaned, the sound muffled by his lips. He moved away from you, pulling his pants down and kicking them to the side.Â
 âGet on your knees baby.â You obliged, placing your hands on his chest and sliding down to sit on your heels. He pushed his boxers down to his ankles. âSuck.â
You looked up at him, grabbing the shaft of his dick with just enough pressure to make him groan. You licked the tip, your tongue flicking up and down on his slit. The salty taste of his precum made you moan around him, taking him into your mouth. A sigh fell from his lips and his hands went to your hair. He tugged, making you groan in pleasure, excited to give him more. You relaxed your throat and slid all the way down, your nose pressing against his pelvic bone. One hand came up to rest on his thigh while the other played with his balls. You pulled back for air, spitting out the drool that had collected in the back of your throat. You pumped your hand on his dick, trying to spread the spit, going back down to suck midway. Your hand twisted around him while your cheeks hollowed, the hand on the back of your head holding your hair tighter.Â
His hips jolted forward, hitting the back of your throat making you gag. He continued to fuck your mouth, moaning when you gagged on his tip.
âFuck baby, I love it when you gag on my cock.â The dirty talk caused you to moan, the warmth between your legs spreading. Your hands fell down into your lap as he pulled your hair into a ponytail, pushing your head to meet his thrusts. You focused on breathing and relaxing your throat, moaning around him. You reluctantly pushed his hips back for air, gasping as you stroked his cock. âOkay baby, you ready for me?â
You nodded in excitement, finally about to get the release you deserved. You stood up and JJ pushed you onto the bed, flipping you over.Â
âAll fours.â He ordered. You lifted yourself up onto your forearms and your knees, arching your back for him. His hands roamed your body before reaching your ass, squeezing it. He gave you a good spank, causing you to moan and grasp the sheets beneath you. âSuch a pretty little slut for me, huh? Tell me who you belong to baby girl.â
âYou, JJ, I belong to you,â you moaned out. You were desperate to be fucked and JJ could see that, so he let you have it. His cock slid up and down your slit, gathering your arousal to make it easier to slip in. He adjusted quickly and grabbed your hips, pushing his dick into you slowly. You whimpered when he bottomed out in you, pushing back into him to show him that you were ready. He slapped your ass one more time before pulling out, only leaving the tip inside you before slamming back in.Â
He set a unrelenting pace, fucking you hard and fast. Your face pressed into the mattress, moans being muffled by the fabric. JJ grabbed your hands and pulled them behind you, using them as his momentum to fuck you harder. He pulled you back into him while he pounded into you, your moans soon turning into screams. âThatâs right baby, come on. Scream for me. Show me who you belong to.â
âFuck, JJ!â you screamed as he grabbed you hair, pulling you up so your back would be against his chest.Â
âYou gonna cum for me, baby? You gonna cum all over my dick?â he moaned into your ear, slamming up into you. You nodded harshly, chasing your release.
âYes, daddy,â you moaned out. It was spur of the moment, and you hoped he hadnât realized but he just continued to fuck you into oblivion. He didnât say anything, so you assumed he hadnât heard it.Â
âCum with me, baby,â he moaned, feeling your cunt clench around him. Your entire body started to shake as the knot in your stomach unravelled, leaving you a quivering and moaning mess. The pornographic sounds coming from you and sound of the skin slapping on skin made him go into overdrive. He pushed deep inside you, stilling as his seed spilled into you. âGod, fuck, baby.â
You stayed like that for a little bit, both coming down from your intense highs. Your legs were still shaking beneath you, threatening to drop you on your stomach. As soon as JJ pulled out, you fell down onto the couch, trying hard to catch your breath. The pull out shook beside you as JJ laid down, pulling you into him. You cover both of you with the blanket hanging over the edge of the couch, nuzzling into him. He cleared his throat.
âSo⌠daddy huh?â He asked you. You knew he was smirking behind you, and you rolled over, your cheeks heating up significantly. You knew he was never going to let you live that down, whether he liked it or not.Â
âDonât mention it.â
