1. they are just lying in bed, he's scrolling his phone and she's writing and she gets all squirmy next to him and he notices and starts fingering her while she tries to keep writing but inevitably has to stop cause it's just too much
2. she reads something on a moots story and wants to try it out and he's more than happy to help (bc let's be honest, tumblr smut so so much better than most published shit)
3. she has an idea to write something, but she's unsure on how it would look and feel like. so she tells him all about it and he's being "so very brave" by playing her sex guinea pig. bc 1. he can't say no to her ever and 2. it's too much fun too. why would he even want to say no? and later he helps her by reading over it and it gets him so riled up that they just do it again.
Ugh this is from so long ago @echo-at-the-pond but I neeeed these, especially #1
hiii! idk if you still do this but i’ve seen you find fics for people before but i was thinking about this one recently where the reader and jj are best friends and in love but don’t admit it (the usual) but his cousin comes to visit and he and the reader like hang out making jj jealous and the cousin is kind of mean in the end making jj save her and they end up getting together idk if this is too vague haha
I don't know if I read this one, if I did it was a while ago, hopefully someone who sees this can help! @echobx you got anything or know of anyone baby?
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Dual POV, unprotected p in v, fingering, sharing, etc.
Summary: JJ thinks Rafe can finger his girlfriend better than Rafe can fuck her.
Author's Note: a quickie for my pretty sluts 😘 I've had crazy writers block but here's something small for my babies.
Rafe's POV:
"Fuck yes right there daddy!" I hear her scream out as she takes my cock deep in her tight little pussy. We hear a loud huff from the other side of the room.
"If you're gonna fuck my girl, fuck her right." JJ groans and moves from his spot in the corner, over to us.
"I could finger her better than you are fucking her man." He says, making me roll my eyes as my hips stop. "She's clearly having a good time or she wouldn't be screaming for me, Maybank." I retort. "That's the thing man, she'd be cock drunk by now." JJ chuckles and pushes me out of the way. I let out a deep growl and roll my eyes again.
JJ's POV:
"Hey there pretty girl, daddy is gonna take over, let's show Cameron how it's done okay baby?" She bites her lip and nods at me as I trail my fingers through her soaked folds. "Take a seat Cameron, watch and learn." I smirk at him and tease her folds before gently thrusting my middle finger in. The pad of my finger instantly finds that sweet spot that makes her go crazy. "Oh yes- right there daddy" she whimpers for me as my free hand finds one of her delicate breasts, gently massaging it.
"I know babygirl, you forget I know this gorgeous body inside and out." I speak softly, kissing up her abdomen, over her ribs, through the valley of her breasts, over her neck until I finally meet those luscious lips with my own. "Just how I know you're ready for another finger from daddy." I mumble against the plump, swollen, red pout on her face.
"Are you this wet for daddy? Or did Rafe warm you up real good f'me?" I ask before rubbing my fingers against that gummy spot inside you. I look back at Rafe with a smirk as he watches you fall apart for me, faster than you did for him. "You know damn well I worked her up Maybank." Rafe growls but steps closer to the bed.
Rafe's POV:
I step closer to the bed, my shoes clunking against the wood when I kneel down, my bare abs pressed against the side of the bed. My hand makes its way to your hair, massaging and looking over your fucked out expression. "She's so beautiful like this.." I mutter softly and press my lips to yours. JJ grumbles behind me as she cups my face, kissing me deeper. I move my head with hers as JJ drives his fingers in and out of her.
I feel her body begin to shake, that took less time than I thought. "That's it, give it to daddy baby, I feel how close you are- squeezing m'fingers with all y'got baby.." JJ groans sexually between your legs, and dips down to suck on your pretty little clit. "You're doing so good babygirl.." I whisper and rub your belly before slowly pressing down to help you release.
JJ's POV:
I moan and shake my head against you, driving my fingers harder and deeper into you while flicking the spot that makes you explode. "Yes oh yes yes yes daddies!" I hear you scream before feeling your glossy nectar drip down my fingers. My hand works to bring you down from your high as you pant. "Good girl, that's Daddy's good girl.." I squeeze your thigh and slowly slip my fingers out.
Rafe looks over my fingers as I pull out. I move them in a scissor motion and groan. "Mmm my favorite part.." I'm about to pop my fingers in my mouth to suck them clean when I feel Rafe steal my arm and suck them into his mouth. He moans and squeezes your thigh with his free hand, your taste clearly giving him pleasure. My breath hitches and I look him in the eyes, slowly fucking his mouth with my fingers.
"I can't e-even be mad..you look hot like this.." I reveal, blushing. Rafe smirks back at me and sucks harder on my fingers. "Fuck you two will be the death of me." I hear my girl moan before grabbing both of us, pulling us into a steamy three-way kiss.
The night at the chateau had stretched later than you meant it to. The pogues were still half-shouting at each other over cards, John B trying to cheat, Pope catching him every time, and Kie rolling her eyes. JJ was sprawled across the couch beside you, one arm draped over the back, a lazy grin tugging at his mouth as he tossed in comments just to rile Pope up.
You’d been fighting it, your eyelids getting heavier and heavier, the warmth of JJ’s shoulder brushing yours making it impossible to keep upright. At some point, you just… gave up.
When JJ glanced over at you, ready to make some dumb remark about how Pope couldn’t shuffle to save his life, his words caught in his throat.
You were curled up against the couch cushion, lashes resting on your cheeks, your lips parted in the softest little pout.
JJ blinked, stunned for a second. Then without thinking his grin softened into something only the walls of the chateau got to see.
“Well, damn,” he whispered to himself.
He shifted, careful not to wake you, and tugged the blanket off the back of the couch. He tucked it around your shoulders gently, like you might shatter if he wasn’t careful. You stirred just a little, nose scrunching at the sound of the poker chips clattering, and instinctively you leaned toward him.
JJ froze, then melted completely, biting down on a smile.
“My little sleepy princess,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe it.
He brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his fingers lingering just a second too long. You smelled like vanilla, like your room, like the lotion you always carried in your bag. He swallowed hard, his chest tight with something that wasn’t just affection, but wasn’t far from love either.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he murmured.
The game carried on without either of you. Kie shot him a knowing look, but didn’t say anything. JJ just leaned back, pulling you gently so your head rested on his chest, his hoodie wrapped around you like armor.
You didn’t wake up when he pressed a feather-light kiss to the top of your head.
And JJ Maybank, wild card of the Outer Banks, stayed perfectly still all night long, just so his princess could sleep.
OMG OMG I NEED STRIPPER!JJ SO BAD. Reader pays for VIP and it goes farther than it should 😵💫😋🥴
OMGGGGGGG THIS IS THE FIRST I'VE HEARD OF THIS AND NOW I WANT HIM
Special Access
Summary: You knew getting vip access would grant you more privilege than most others. You never would've guess how much.
Pairing: stripper!jj x sister's bff!reader
Warnings: stripping, sensual dancing, smut, mutual masturbation, unprotected piv, fluff at the end, JJ has a twin sister in this au
A/n: I've had this since last summer omg 😭 I might make a part 2 idk
"Yo JJ," the club owner knocks on the open door of the dressing room where JJ is fixing his hair. "What's up Marcus?" JJ asks while winking at himself in the mirror.
"There's a girl waiting in room 20, paid for a vip and asked for you." This perked JJ's interest. Turning to face his boss with raised eyebrows he asks, "is she hot?"
Marcus whistles and nods indefinitely, "Super hot." A cocky smirk makes its way onto JJ's face. After making sure his hair looked perfect, he changed into his police officer costume. Aka the costume everyone said made him look the hottest, it did.
He walked with a confident stride as he made his way to the private room. He did a few quick stretches before opening the door. However, his confidence quickly melted away when he saw who was waiting for him.
"Y/n! I uh- I wasn't expecting to see you...here." He awkwardly scratches his neck as he looks around the room filled with a center stage and lounging chairs. This was certainly not an appropriate place for him to see his twin sister's best friend.
"Well I was bored. Jess was on a date, I saw this club and wanted to see some guys shirtless."
"Well there's more than just being shirtless." JJ nervously chuckles. "And from what I heard, you asked for me? Your best friend's brother? Seems a bit inappropriate don't you think?"
"It's nothing I haven't seen before J. Hell you've practically seen me half naked in my bikini. The only difference with this is that you're dancing." JJ hated to admit it but you did have a good point. The mention of you in your bikini has blood rushing to his cock, however.
As shameful as he felt about it, he'd always stare at you in ways a friend shouldn't. His eyes would linger on every inch of skin on display. He'd store the image in his mind until he was locked away in his room jerking off. The image of you vulnerable and a moaning mess underneath him haunted his dreams every night. He never would've imagined it'd be him in the vulnerable state instead.
"Listen, if you're truly uncomfortable about this, I can just leave." You grab your purse to leave but JJ sighs and stops you from standing up.
"No, you've already paid. I don't want you wasting your money just because I was too uncomfortable to literally do my job." He walks over to the table to grab the remote that controls the lights and music.
"Are you sure?" You look at him with raised brows, still fully ready to leave if he said the words.
"Yeah, I'll just pretend like you're any other customer." The statement had you scoffing in your head. You weren't just any customer. You were special to JJ and you knew it. But, if that's what it takes for his comfortability, so be it.
It's when he fiddles with the remote when you finally take notice of his outfit. "A bit ironic that you're dressed as a cop isn't it?" You tilt your head to the side with a playful smile.
JJ smirks at you, "people tell me it looks the best. Plus, now I can say I've been on both sides of the cell." He shrugs his shoulders with a playful wink. This causes you to throw your head back in laughter. JJ always took pride in the fact that he could make you laugh so easily. But seeing such a clear view of your neck had him wanting to mark it with his mouth.
He shakes those thoughts away, finally finding the right song for his routine and gets up on the mini stage. The music starts playing and he moves his body so naturally. He slides down the pole to his knees, spreading them.
He finally gets to the point of the dance where he starts to remove different articles of clothing. The room suddenly started to feel hot now. After removing his shirt, he thrusts his hips up into the air. You couldn't help but clench your thighs together when you saw the slight bulge, hoping he didn't notice the effect he had on you. But he did, he noticed. And that only made him harder.
He wasn't quite sure what came over him, what made him ignore his routine and go rogue. He sauntered over to you, only in his briefs and hat. He got to his knees, staring up at you with lust. He ran his fingers along your bare thighs.
He shouldn't be doing this. He wasn't supposed to touch the clients. He shouldn't be touching his sister's best friend, especially like this. He felt your thighs tense up and try to clench together again. His gaze on you only darkened. "You seem to be enjoying this" He smirks.
You roll your eyes, "your hands are cold that's all."
JJ bites his lip to suppress his smile, "mhm, sure whatever you say n/n."
Fuck he wished his briefs and your shorts weren't in the way. He wanted to touch you so bad. Your eyes were locked on each other, silently communicating through your gazes.
Growing up with Jess not only strengthened your bond with her but with JJ as well. The two of you always had some sort of connection. Only now are you acknowledging it.
JJ's dance routine was long forgotten. All he could focus on was his strong desire to feel you.
Your tongue darts out to lick your lips and his eyes narrow in on the action. You then bite your lip and he loses it. "Fuck it," he darts up and connects his lips with yours, breaking the most important rule of his job.
He can't seem to care the slightest when he finally knows the taste of your lips. His hands dig into your hair while yours clings around his neck, pulling him deeper into you. Without breaking the kiss, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you up, your legs wrapping around him. Your hand runs up the back of his neck, knocking off his hat so you can run your fingers through his sandy hair.
He sets you down so you're standing. One of his hands leaves your waist to move to the waistband of your shorts. He mutters a "can I?" against your lips and you nod. His hand disappears beneath your shorts and panties and he begins rubbing circles on your clit.
You pull away from his lips to throw your head back with a moan. He leans down to place kisses down your exposed neck. Wanting him to feel good too, you pull down his underwear just enough to expose his cock. You wrap your hand around him and begin stroking.
He moans at the action and inserts a finger into you. As he speeds up his fingers, you do as well. You moan against his mouth and he swallows each one. From this angle, his palm rubs against your clit as he fingers you. You lean up on your tiptoe and arch your back at the sensation.
Your hand starts to rub at his tip and he pulls away from your mouth. "Don't, I don't wanna cum yet," he mutters. You being too caught up in the pleasure he's giving you, don't hear him. You let out a whine when he pulls your hand away as well as his. "You're being naughty right now."
He walks away from you and you fear that you may have done something wrong. Ready to apologize, you open your mouth but shut it when he pulls out a pair of handcuffs from his discarded pants. "Maybe this will teach you a lesson. Hold your hands out." You do as he says and he clasps the cuffs around your wrists. You pout, realizing that you won't be able to touch him anymore.
"That's better." He smirks and dips under your arms so they're looped around his neck. He holds the back of your thighs and swiftly lifts you up into his arms. He walks over to the couch you were previously sat on and sits down, allowing you to straddle his lap. "Fuck, you look so hot like this, "he groans and connects your lips. "I've been dreaming about this for forever."
"Yeah? You've been wanting to fuck your sister's best friend?" Your teasing smile melts away as you let out another moan when he grinds you down on him.
"I want to do more than fuck you." He doesn't elaborate before he pulls down your shorts and panties, leaving you completely bare for him now. He slaps his dick against your clit, causing you to squirm.
He looks at you and his eyes soften, "are you sure you want this? There's no going back after this."
You smile sweetly and kiss him, "we've already gone this far. Might as well finish it." He kisses you again and lowers you down on him, the both of you moaning against each other's mouths.
He moves you at a slow pace, gradually speeding up. It wasn't long before he began fucking the daylights out of you. He picks up his hat that fell on the couch earlier and places it on your head, chuckling when it falls over your eyes before fixing it.
He leans his forehead against yours and thrusts his hips up to meet yours. The sound of moans and skin slapping echoes across the room. Your hands, still cuffed together, pull at his hair, causing him to let out a groan. He looks so hot like this, messy hair, hickies on his neck, and scratch marks along his broad muscular shoulders. You’re seeing a new side of JJ you never thought you’d get the chance to see.
JJ’s eyes are droopy and his mouth hangs open. “You feel so good Y/n- fuck- so good!” His eyes clenched shut and he leaned his head on your shoulder, placing kisses along your collarbone. “I've wanted this for so fucking long!” His hands have a tight grip on your hips, most likely leaving bruises behind.
“Me too Jay!” With your grip on his hair, you tug his face away from your neck to connect your lips in a bruising kiss. “I’m gonna cum,” you whisper against his lips.
“Fuck yes,” he groans and wraps his arms tighter around you, his hips speeding up into you. You lay your head on his shoulder as he takes what he wants from you. “Give it to me! Let go! That’s it!”
You leave scratch marks down his back and you clench down on him when you reach your climax. Your moans gradually get louder as JJ chases his high. You whisper praises and encouragements in his ear which makes him a moaning mess. “Oh fuck I’m cumming! Ugh where do you want it?”
You kiss his cheek and then his lips, “inside me.” His eyes snap open and he stares at you as if he were unsure of what you just said.
“Inside?” You nod. “A-are you sure?”
“Yes JJ! Cum for me.” His eyebrows scrunch and he finally lets go, a gush of warmth filling inside you. His head rests on your shoulder, panting out of breath.
When his breathing slightly calmed down, he removed your arms from around his neck and got up to retrieve the key from his pants. You massage your wrists when he unlocks the cuffs. He takes each one in his hands to examine the red marks.
He looks back up at you and softly smiles, your hair was a complete mess, your lips were bruised, and your neck was covered in multiple hickies. You were absolutely stunning in his eyes. But then his smile drops and the guilt creeps in. And your facial expression isn’t far different from his.
With the adrenaline and lust now faded, the two of you are now forced to face the consequences of your actions. He breaks the silence first, mentioning the elephant in the room that you hoped you could avoid a little longer. “We can’t tell Jess about this.”
You let out a sigh and look down at your hands which are still within his grasp. “I know.”
“I don’t want you to think this was just a one night stand and leave it at that. I meant what I said about wanting to do that for a long time.”
You smile, “Me too. But what happens now? We can’t just pretend this never happened.”
JJ takes a hesitant step forward and gently takes your face in his hands. “We can try being more than friends. I can take you on dates, fuck you real good after.” You laugh at that last part.
“So you want to sneak around behind Jess’ back. You wanna lie to your sister?” You raise your eyebrow at him. The task would be easy for you but you weren’t exactly sure how it would be for JJ considering he lives with her.
“Pftt come on princess, lying is basically in my DNA.” He wasn’t wrong about that. His sly false remarks have gotten him and his friends, and frankly even you, out of trouble numerous times.
"Alright fine. We can try this dating thing but just don't make it weird okay?" You bend over to grab your panties and shorts while JJ shamelessly checks you out.
"I would never princess." He picks up his discarded costume and gets dressed as well. You roll your eyes and fix your appearance.
"Shit, I better go. I have to go up on stage in 10. I'll see you layer though k?" You nod and grab your purse to follow him out. Once he zips up his pants, he gives you one last kiss and heads out the door first.
Who would've thought that vip would give you so many privileges?
summary - you write a letter to jj maybank, never expecting him to find it.
You and JJ Maybank had been best friends since third grade.
From building sandcastles on the Outer Banks shoreline to getting into trouble with teachers for passing too many notes, the two of you were inseparable. You shared scraped knees, inside jokes, and way too many secrets that lived in the space between late-night calls and whispered conversations under the stars.
And somewhere around seventh grade, your heart caught up with your head.
You wrote him a letter.
Not to give to him, just to get it out. It was middle school, and your feelings felt so much bigger than you were. So you scribbled them onto notebook paper in messy, crooked lines. You even signed it.
Then you folded it and tucked it deep into an old shoebox with movie tickets, polaroids, and friendship bracelets that still smelled like salt water.
That letter stayed hidden for years.
Until today.
JJ was digging through your closet looking for an old hoodie he’d left at your place—probably a hundred years ago—while you were in the kitchen grabbing snacks.
“Dude,” he called out, laughing. “You’re literally a hoarder.”
“Sentimental,” you corrected from down the hall. “There’s a difference!”
He chuckled, rifling through a half-open box when a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crinkled and aged, like it had been read over and over—though this one hadn’t. Not yet.
Curious, he opened it.
Your handwriting hit him in the chest like a punch.
"Dear JJ,
This is stupid. I know it is. But sometimes I look at you and it feels like my ribs aren’t big enough to hold everything I feel.
You’re my best friend. But I think I’m in love with you. Not in the weird, fake movie way. In the real way. In the ‘I notice how your laugh changes when you’re really happy’ way.
I don’t think you’ll ever feel the same. And that’s okay. I just needed to say it somewhere. Even if no one ever reads this.
I love you. I probably always will.
– Me (but you’ll probably guess anyway)."
JJ didn’t realize he was holding his breath until you walked back in.
“You find the hoodie?” you asked casually, holding up a bag of chips.
He looked up slowly, eyes soft. “No. But I found something else.”
Your heart stopped when you saw what was in his hands.
“JJ—oh my God. That was from, like—middle school.”
“So you did write it.”
You opened your mouth to backtrack, to laugh it off, to say something like ‘I was thirteen, I didn’t even know what love meant,’ but he cut you off.
“I kept everything you ever gave me, you know?” he said quietly. “Every dumb note, every drawing, even that ugly friendship bracelet that fell apart after two days.”
“JJ…”
“I wish I’d seen this back then,” he admitted, holding up the letter. “I would’ve told you I felt the same.”
Your breath hitched. “You’re just saying that.”
He stepped closer. “I’m not. I’ve been in love with you since before I knew what it was. And yeah, I didn’t find the letter until now, but—” He smiled, a little helplessly. “Better late than never, right?”
You blinked back the stinging in your eyes. “You mean it?”
“I do,” he said, voice low. “I love you.”
So you did the only thing that made sense.
You kissed him.
And just like that, all the years between seventh grade and now melted away.
Maybe some love letters were meant to be read—eventually.
hi hi idk if you still do this so feel free to ignore!! but there’s this fic i’ve been thinking ab and i can’t find it anywhere😭 it’s where the reader leaves her fiancé bc he’s cheating and like goes on a trip to obx w her mom and meets jj while he’s working at the island club and he like brings her around the pogues until she leaves for home but ends up moving back and in with JJ i think it was like 3 parts if anyone knows what it is i’ll love you forever
I don't know this one, but maybe one of my friends do babe
hes the most popular instructor on the beach. not just because he’s good—though he is insanely good—but because hes got that golden tan, messy blond hair, mischievous grin combo that makes everyone swoon.
he probably shows up late half the time but charms his way out of it every time.
always shirtless. always. even when it’s technically not warm enough, he’s in low-hung board shorts and maybe a towel thrown over his shoulder.
secretly really patient with beginners. even the annoying ones. he jokes around a lot, but he never makes anyone feel dumb. he loves seeing people fall in love with the ocean the way he did.
i knowwww he teaches you how to surf by holding your hips way more than necessary. hes such a handsy guy omg.
and trust me when i tell you—hes got a secret spot. jj loves the risk of being caught lets be honest. so he definitely has a secret spot where he loves getting his dick sucked!!! by secret i mean out in the open looking at the sea btw. no way thats secret, the only reason nobody sees you choking on his dick is bc its dark and everyone has already left.
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