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warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. sex. language. public sex. oral sex

word count: 1.4k

author’s notes: hi!! look who remembered the password to this blog!!! it's been a chaotic but gooooood couple of months, kinda fell out of my obx phase but I'm back and I miss writing sm!!! so to all my horny babes here's a unpublished piece (that was unfinished since october) hope yall enjoy!

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every time you and JJ were caught.

occupied —

my back is pressed against the wall, JJ holds me tightly, his lips are pecking and biting the side of my neck as he buries himself inside of me. JJ’s hands cover my mouth as his thrust becomes faster.

I didn't even get the chance to get in the shower, my shorts were stuck on my knees, same thing with JJ. I suck him for 5 seconds before he pulls me on my feet and fuck me against the wall.

“y/n did you lock yourself?” Sarah’s voice rasped on the voice

I press my lips together concentrating on giving her an answer, but as JJ keeps pounding into me, I’m pretty sure she can hear my muffled cry.

“I’m gonna come princess, shit,” JJ whispers in my ear

“I…oh gosh, I'm good,” I squeeze out

JJ presses his body closer as he gives me his last thrusts, I look at him and see him control himself not to curse as he fills me with his cum.

“Are you sure?” Sarah insists

“YES,” that was for jj, who cupped my pussy and drew his fingers on my clit.

“for fucks sake, is JJ there with you?” I hear John B. shout at the door

He gives a little chuckle before giving the door a few thumps “Can no one get laid in this house?”

“y’all are disgusting, there's a bedroom, you know?”

“oh my god”

you hear the rest of them say outside, but my mind is far away from this reality and it's focused on JJ giving me an orgasm.

hammock —

we're both spread out in the hammock. it started with a massage, I swear.

It's a massage… on JJ’s dick.

bringing the blanket outside was an unintentional good idea. I threw on top of our lower bodies as my hand accidentally started stroking JJ's cock.

his body joint under my touch, I gave him the perfect amount of pressure, tugging his wet foreskin and sweeping up the beads of precum at the tip.

JJ gasps as I bring my hands to my mouth, giving it a nice lick and stroking him down again. but faster.

I could feel him getting closer. his eyes shut tight, his arms around me felt tense, and then…pope exited the chateau facing us, laying static on our back. too late, he realized JJ’s expression and the motion of my hands.

“Ew guys, c’mon, we all used this,” he says turning his back to us

I buried my face in JJ's neck laughing.

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shoving her bikini bottom to the side, I grip her hips as y/n settles on top of me, slowly sinking. I could die watching her bounce on my cock.

I palm her tits as she rocks back and forth, using me to hit the spot that makes her whine.

speaking of whining, we're lucky that there's no one home, cause we're definitely not using our indoor voices.

her palms planted on my chest, as she supported herself. her nails buried in my skin as she moans.

“just like that baby, let me see you come,”

The dirty request makes her fasten the pace and bounce in circles. I clenched my ass trying to hold the climax.

“oh fuck, jj.” she cries while her legs shake, that's my signal.

I flip us over and bury myself deeper inside of her. groaning, I gave her rough thrusts, feeling her squeezing me.

“fuck baby, don't stop j,” her sweet moans send a bolt of heat to my balls. I rise on my knees, angling her hips watching her pussy slide back and forth as she grasps at the bedsheets.

“yes, yes,” y/n gives me one less moan as she milks my shaft. my muscles clench as she climaxes and I come right away, painting.

“oh fuck, y/n,” I grunt as my body relaxes

“ayo, glad y'all are done, 'cause I need to sleep,” we hear John B shouting as he bangs into the wall.

“oh…no,” y/n says, hiding her face with her palms.

“too late to be shy, cupcake,”

beach —

The tent was mostly in darkness, but the moon's glow peeked through. Y/N slipped in so quietly that I barely noticed. She moved around, and I could sense her doing stuff, but I was too tired to pay much attention.

I gave her a little peak and sure thing, her topless self was taking her shorts out, she was looking for something but all I could care about was the fact that she was only in her bikini, in front of me.

Yep, my dick is semi-hard.

“Can I help you, princess?”

“Sorry babe, I thought you were already asleep,” She whispers

“Luckily, I’m not, otherwise who would appreciate this view?” I told her, sitting up and trying to be as silent as her.

“Yeah, as if,”

“You’re so beautiful,”

“Thank you J” she replied still looking around

“I think what you’re looking for is inside my shorts”

“Huh?” Y/N furrowed her brows as she analyzed my expression, I shot her a malicious smile which made clear my intentions.

“Our friends are literally right there,” She whispered again

“You could be quiet?”

“Can’t guarantee,”

“But I can. Blow me, since you’re already on your knees,”

Y/N covered her mouth to stop the giggle, when she looked at me again, I could see that her mind was made and that it was in the same place as mine.

She adjusted herself in front of me and pushed me to the floor, slowly dragging my shorts out. She put her hair in a ponytail and held my cock in her hand firmly.

I could come just with the sight of her topless self in front of me. I’m leaking already, making her hand slide easily on my dick, I adjust myself and roughly remember that the sand is not that comfortable to be laid on. Still, Y/N lowered herself and closed her mouth around the tip, slowly sucking, and my hips snapped involuntarily.

She sucked me deeper into her mouth, almost to the base, I have to use all my force to not let a groan leave my lips when she chokes on me. Y/N keeps her pace slow but firm, I guess to not make any “suspect” sound.

My breath is heavy and my eyes shut, she releases me and I look down as her tongue glides along my hard-length cock.

“Fuckfuckfuck Y/N” I quietly curse

She uses both of her hands to stroke me and give my balls a nice squeeze, I can see her gaze darkening, she’s getting off and seems to be fighting off the urge to not ride me.

I know this look. I give her a signal to come closer.

“What?”

“Let’s fuck”

“No, not here.”

“I have the keys to the Twinkie,”

“Then what are you waiting for?” She murmurs, cleaning the sides of her mouth, she slid into one of my shirts and I pushed my shorts back, exiting both of us, half-naked.

We successfully sneaked out and the only sound around us was the waves, I grabbed her hand and guided us far from the sand.

As I open the doors, I look around and lock it behind us.

It all happened too fast, I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she desperately climbed on top of me, my shorts were now stuck to my ankles and Y/N’s bikini bottoms were pushed to the side.

Reaching for it, Y/N aligns my erection into her entrance and sinks in it.

Both of us let out a moan, feeling the pleasure fill our bodies, Y/N fastened her pace, bouncing on top of me, I’m too close for her, any minute I’m out, but since my girl is getting there I hold as much as I can.

“Mmm yes JJ, touch me”

I lifted my shirt out of her body and sucked and licked on her buds, she was bouncing and grinding her clit on me, it’s noticeable that she is getting there. The gasps and the nails digging on my tights confirm that.

With my free hand, I hold her waist and meet her halfway through her movements, each deep thrust sends me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t hold it any longer. Her moans are desperate and her whining is music to my ears.

“Y/n, fuck…”

Our breathing grows as our bodies slap together, and her mouth opens without making any sound, that’s my cue. I burst inside of her as her body shook on top of me. My last pound is weak leaking out of her.”

“Fuck baby, that was insane.”

“Thank God for the Twinkie.”

“More like than God for m-”

“JJ, I’m gonna kill you.” John B's voice echoes outside as he bangs the Twinkie door.

My bad, I guess.

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Double Trouble

Requested by @swacred

I loved this idea and i loved writing it so much thanks marley (i think thats your name if not im so sorry)

Skater!girl x JJ

Warnings: NSWF, hookup, piv, unprotected sex, overstimulation, drinking, weed, fingering (I think that's it?)

Enjoy!

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You’re skating down the boardwalk, wheels humming smooth beneath you, curls bouncing in the salty breeze. It’s your first week staying with family for the summer, soaking up all the OBX vibes. Headphones blasting, world on mute—you’re in your zone, lost in the rhythm of your board and the ocean air.

JJ’s leaning casually against the railing, one hand wrapped around a cold beer, eyes tracing the waves like they hold all the secrets. He’s got that effortless vibe—like he owns the place without even trying.

You’re trying out a new trick, focused and maybe a little too caught up in your own world. Suddenly, you lose your balance and almost slam right into him.

“Shit, sorry!” you blurt, stepping back too fast. His grip slips, and the beer tumbles from his hand, crashing against the boardwalk with a loud, shattering smack.

You immediately feel a sharp sting bite your palm. Looking down, you spot thin lines of blood creeping between your fingers.

JJ’s face shifts instantly from surprise to concern as he crouches down beside you. “Fuck, you good?” he asks, eyes scanning the cut.

You bite your lip, trying not to wince. “Yeah, I’m YN,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady despite the sting.

He reaches out carefully, gently grabbing your hand. His fingers are warm as he inspects the cut, and you can’t help but notice how close you are.

“JJ,” he says, his voice low and steady.

You meet his gaze, heart skipping a beat even though you’re trying to play it cool. “Guess I owe you a beer,” you say, a smirk tugging at your lips despite the pain.

He chuckles softly, pulling his shirt off to wrap around your hand, stopping the bleeding. “Yeah, you definitely do.”

The tension between you lingers in the salty air, heavy but electric. Neither of you rushes to break it—it’s like the universe just set the stage for something new.

Later, you roll up to the Cameron house—your cousins’ place, a messy, lively spot that somehow feels like home despite being new to you. The porch light casts a warm glow, and you hear familiar laughter and the faint clatter of dishes inside.

Ward, Sarah’s dad and your uncle-by-marriage, spots you the second you walk in, eyes immediately flicking to your hand wrapped in JJ’s shirt.

“What happened?” he asks, voice low but firm like he’s ready to school you if needed.

“I fell,” you say, shrugging it off.

Ward nods. “Alright, let’s get you cleaned up.”

He starts walking toward the kitchen, but his phone buzzes in his pocket. He pulls it out but doesn’t answer right away.

Instead, he calls out, “Sarah, baby, can you come help YN with a cut?”

You hear footsteps as Sarah—your cousin and a total boss—comes downstairs.

Ward grabs his phone and heads toward his office. “I’ve got a call I need to take.”

Sarah arrives just in time, giving you a reassuring smile.

She gently takes your hand and inspects the cut. The blood is still fresh, but not too bad.

“Okay, first things first,” Sarah says, grabbing a clean cloth and running it under cold water.

She carefully presses the damp cloth against your palm, cleaning away the blood.

“Does it sting?” she asks.

“A little,” you admit, biting your lip.

Sarah nods. “That’s normal. Just hold still.”

After a few seconds, she reaches for a small first aid kit and pulls out some antiseptic cream and a sterile bandage.

She spreads the cream gently over the cut, then wraps the bandage snugly around your hand.

“There,” she says, giving you a soft smile. “Good as new.”

You flex your fingers, testing the bandage. “Thanks, Sarah. I owe you one.”

She laughs. “Just don’t go falling again, okay?”

Sarah studies your bandaged hand carefully. “So, how’d you manage to do this?” she asks, eyebrow raised.

You shrug, cheeks warming. “I fell… tried a trick and didn’t stick it.”

She laughs, nudging your arm. “Classic. But you gotta be careful if you wanna keep skating all summer.”

You grin. “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

Sarah’s smile gets wider. “Hey, there’s a party tonight at the Bone Yard. All the island kids will be there.”

You blink, intrigued. “The Bone Yard?”

“Yeah, it’s where everyone hangs out. It’s pretty chill—music, bonfires, the whole vibe.”

You hesitate but the thought makes your heart skip. “Sounds… fun.”

Sarah nods. “It’ll be a good way to meet people. You should come.”

You smile, feeling a spark of excitement. “Alright, I’m in.”

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The night air hits you as you step into the Bone Yard, the low hum of music and chatter wrapping around you like a familiar blanket. Topper’s by your side, grinning like he owns the place as you weave through the crowd of island kids gathered around bonfires and makeshift tables.

Sarah waves from across the yard, her eyes catching yours before she slips away to talk with some friends. You spot JJ leaning against a post near the edge, watching the crowd with that effortless cool, but you don’t say a word—yet.

You take a deep breath, letting the buzz of the party settle in, then slip away from Topper to grab two beers from the cooler. One’s for you, the other still sealed.

JJ’s eyes find you as you head back, and for a moment, you freeze, caught under his gaze.

You walk up with a smirk, holding out the unopened bottle. “Here, stranger. I owed you one.”

He raises an eyebrow, accepting the beer, the corner of his mouth twitching into a grin. “Thanks. I was starting to think you forgot.”

You shrug, popping open your own bottle. “Not a chance.”

He leans in slightly, voice low enough just for you. “You’re full of surprises, YN. I like that.”

You sip your beer, feeling the warmth spread. “Yeah? You’re not so bad yourself.”

The music pulses around you as you both fall into easy conversation—talking about the island, favorite spots, and the dumbest tricks you’ve attempted on your boards.

“You ever fall this hard before?” he asks, nodding at your bandaged hand.

You laugh, shrugging. “More times than I can count. But hey, it’s all part of the ride.”

He smirks, eyes locked on yours. “You’re tougher than you look.”

You bite your lip, heart picking up pace. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

The buzz of the party fades into background noise as the moment stretches between you two—electric, charged, and just waiting to snap.

Dont hang out with those Pogues

Your new BF Rafe doesn't want you hanging out with your pogue friends anymore and things get physical. You can't hide it from JJ.

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Pogue by birth, Kook by marriage. You were in an undefined area now that your mother, a pogue, married your now stepdad, a kook. The pogues were accepting of your new house on figure eight but they weren’t so accepting of your new relationship with Rafe Cameron. Your relationship was new and exciting, he was sweet. They just hadn’t gotten the chance to see that side of him yet.

Your family had met the Cameron’s at the country club for lunch one afternoon. You nearly choked on your water as Ward told you about Rafe’s first surf lesson. You stifled a laugh, excusing yourself to the restroom.

You stood outside the bathroom, checking your phone. John B sent you a video of JJ trying to jump off a rope swing, but getting tangled and swinging from it upside down instead. You laughed, typing out a response when arms laced around your waist. You jumped as Rafe’s head rested on your shoulder, his body pressed against your back.

“I was hoping to get you alone tonight.” He whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss to your neck.

You shivered as his kiss sent a chill up your spine. “Hey, you.” You smiled, turning into his arms, tucking your phone away.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your lips, sliding his hands into your back pockets.

Your phone vibrated in your back pocket as you pulled out of the kiss.

“Whose got your attention?” He muttered, dipping his head into your neck. He pulled his head back, looking over your screen.

You smiled at your phone, locking the screen again as you looked up. Your smile dropped from your face as you met Rafe’s darkened eyes. “JJ Maybank? Really, Y/N?” He clenched his jaw.

“What? Rafe, stop. They’re my friends.” You craned your neck, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

He turned his face, bringing his hand up to your jaw. “Baby.” He brushed your cheek with his thumb. “Don’t let me see you hanging around those dirty fucking pogues again, okay?” He tightened his grip on your face. “You have a reputation to keep now.” He pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead before storming off.

You furrowed your brow, watching him disappear down the hall. You returned back to lunch, remaining silent as Rafe pretended nothing had happened moments ago.

You brushed off Rafe’s attitude as jealousy. He knew you and your mom were born and raised pogues. He knew they were your friends. He was just jealous. But you were stubborn and you wouldn’t let a jealous boyfriend make decisions for you.

So, when John B called, you answered. The pogues were having a party and you had to be there.

“No, seriously Y/N, it was the funniest shit I’ve ever seen in my life.” John B recalled JJ’s accident.

“God, JJ. You’re a mess.” You laughed, leaning your head on his shoulder.

The night was winding down and the cooler was just about empty. “Shoot, guys. I gotta go. My mom and I have plans super early.” You groaned.

“Need a ride, chief?” Pope stood with you.

You nodded gratefully, waving goodbye to John B, JJ and Kiara before climbing into Pope’s truck.

Pope pulled into your driveway, giving you a questioning look as he registered Rafe sitting on your front steps. “He looks pissed.” He spoke, turning the music down.

“Yeah, he does.” You gulped. “Thanks for the ride, Pope.” You muttered, climbing out.

Pope didn’t pull away until you had reached the front steps and Rafe waved at him with fake sincerity.

“What are you doing here?” You asked innocently.

After Pope’s headlights had disappeared from view, Rafe grabbed your shoulders, pinning you against your front door. “What did I fucking tell you about hanging out with those damn pogues.” He spit, rage filling his eyes.

“Rafe, stop, you’re hurting me.” You wriggled, trying to free yourself.He brought one hand to your throat, the other stroking the top of your head. “You really don’t want to upset me, Y/N. I don’t think straight when I get upset.” He threatened. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He pulled his hand from your throat, running his finger against your cheek as you flinched away from his touch.

You spent the next few days avoiding your friends. You felt awful but you couldn’t shake Rafe’s threat. You had every intention of ending things with him but you hadn’t worked up the courage yet.

JJ had texted you, letting you know there was a kegger at the boneyard that weekend and he hoped you would be there. You replied a vague I’ll let you know and prayed he didn’t push.

It wasn’t until Sarah Cameron and Topper texted you, insisting you to go to the kegger that you decided you would go. Rafe couldn’t do anything if you were surrounded by people. Besides, if Sarah and Topper were going, he really had no room to get mad at you for seeing your friends. You told yourself you would end things if you saw him there.

You pulled your hair back in two braids and pulled on an old flannel, probably belonging to JJ or John B. You met Sarah and Topper and headed to the boneyard. Rafe was nowhere to be seen, to your relief.

You found your way to the keg, filling a cup when a strong arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“Damn, Y/N. You look great in my clothes.” JJ teased. “Where the hell have you been?” He slurred into your ear, leading you towards the other pogues.

“Sorry, guys. I’ve been busy. I actually, um.” You looked over your shoulder to motion to Sarah when your stomach dropped. Through the flames you watched as Rafe crossed his arms, rage filling his eyes as he stared at you, tucked under JJ’s arm.

“Apple of your eye, eh Y/N?” Pope teased, motioning to Rafe’s rigid stance from across the beach.

You shrugged off JJ’s arm, suddenly feeling constrained by his closeness. You ran your hands down your loose braids, tearing your eyes from Rafe. You stuttered out a rough apology, turning away from the pogues, heading in the direction opposite of Rafe.

“Yo, yo, yo.” JJ called, jogging to catch up with you. “Where you running off to? We haven’t seen you all fucking week.” JJ uttered.

You glanced up behind JJ’s shoulders Rafe began stalking towards you. You tore your eyes from him, looking back at JJ. “I’m so sorry, um, I have to go. We’ll hang out tomorrow, okay? I promise.” You gave his hand a squeeze before turning and jogging up the sandy hill.

You glanced up over your shoulder, sighing with relief when you didn’t see Rafe trailing you.

“Where are you off to, baby?” He spoke sinisterly, popping out in front of you.

“Shit, Rafe. You scared me.” You raised a hand to your chest. You looked around nervously, hoping someone was close enough to see the two of you. There was no one. Just the two of you.

He gave you an ominous smile, craze twinkling in his eyes. “Baby.” He pouted, bringing his hand to your cheek like he had done so many times before.

The smile dropped from his face as he tightened his grip on your cheek, throwing you to the ground. “What did I fucking say?!” He leaned over you, spitting his hateful words into your face.

“Rafe, please. I didn’t come with them. I came with Sarah. And Topper. And, and I was coming to see you.” You pleaded.

He threw his hands into his hair, exhaling as you begged beneath him. “God dammit!” He cried, kicking you in the stomach. “Why can’t you just listen to me?!” He shouted as you curled into yourself.

“Please.” You begged, quieter now.He looked down at you, his expression dropping in concern.

He straddled you, holding your face in his hands. “I didn’t want to do this.” He whispered, stroking your cheek.You pinched your eyes closed, flinching away from his touch. “I’m sorry.”

He bit his lip, pulling his arm back and slapping you across the face. You tasted blood as he leaned down, resting his forehead against yours. “You made me do this.” He cried.

Your lip trembled as he came unhinged, slamming his fist against the ground next to your head, tears streaming down his face. He was ill, he was so mentally ill.

His arm fell limp against the ground. “I love you, Y/N.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead before climbing off of you. He looked down at you, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He shook his head as you curled into a fetal position, before he walked away, leaving you on the ground.

How you had managed to get home, you didn’t know. You climbed into your bathtub, fully clothed, turning the water on. You laid in the ice cold water all night, not able to process what had just happened.

Rafe was sick. He was a sick sociopath and you were so afraid. He had beat the life out of you and professed his love for you in the same 30 second stretch. If he could do this to you, he could do worse to your friends.You had to end things with him, but how could you? He was deeply disturbed, who knew what he was capable of?

You promised. Come over. JJ texted.

Sorry, J. Can’t today. You replied, tears welling in your eyes as you turned away your friends, yet again.

Thought you might bail. Too late. We’re here. He replied. You peered out the window, sure enough, there they were at the end of the dock. JJ waved seeing your head peek through the curtain.

10 minutes. You replied, realizing there was no evading them now.

You stared at your reflection, how could you possibly go on the boat looking like this? You pulled on a bikini, tugging on an oversized sweater on top. You pulled your hair out of your braids, hoping it would shield any marks left from the night before. You pressed concealer to the majority of the bruise on your jaw but frowned, realizing you couldn’t cover your split lip.

You walked out to the dock, glancing over your shoulder as nerves slipped into your stomach.

“There she is!” JJ called, hopping over the edge of the boat onto the dock, opening his arms wide for you.

“Y/N, you realize it’s like, a million degrees out?” John B questioned from the driver’s seat.

“Yeah, uh, I think I’m just getting a head cold or something. Super chilly.” You shrugged, stepping out of JJ’s arms.

“Yeah, whatever. Let’s fuckin’ goooo!” JJ called, jumping back into the boat. He held his hand out to you, helping you climb in.

You curled into a seat in the back of the boat, staring at the water as John B cruised into the marsh.

“So, how’s Rafe?” Pope kicked his feet up next to you as JJ stood at the bow and Kie scolded him. “What happened that night?”

“What night? What do you mean? Nothing happened.” You rambled, pulling at your sweater, worrying he had seen a bruise.

“The night I took you home? He was all pissy on the porch?” Pope raised an eyebrow at your reaction.

“Yeah, dude’s a little bitch, Y/N.” JJ called, jumping down from the bow.

“Let’s swim, guys. It’s so hot.” Kie moaned, stepping out of her shorts.

“As you wish.” John B declared, dropping the anchor.Kie and John B jumped in. Pope shrugged, jumping in after. JJ took a running start, flipping off the stern next to where you were sitting.

“I’m gonna chill up here, I think. Still kinda cold.” You lied.

JJ splashed water up at you, squawking like a chicken.You were drowning in sweat in your sweatshirt. You raised the end, revealing the darkening bruise on your stomach and swallowed a lump in your throat. You definitely would not be swimming today.

After what felt like hours, the crew climbed back into the boat, cruising back to the chateau.

JJ slid in next to you, draping an arm over your shoulder. You flinched slightly at his touch and he looked down at you, squinting his eyes accusingly.

He leaned down into your ear, whispering so no one would hear. “What’s up with you?”

You pursed your lips, shrugging. “Nothing.”

“You can’t hide anything from me, Y/N. You’re off and I’m gonna find out why.” He took a sip of his beer, pulling you closer into his side.

You lit a fire and cozied up outside back at the chateau. It was nice seeing your friends again and you felt safe being around them. But in the back of your mind you feared Rafe would find out and he wouldn’t let you off so easy this time.

“So, Rafe likes it rough, huh Y/N?” John B called from across the fire.

“Rafe? Rough? As if.” JJ scoffed. “He’s a pussy.”

“How else would you explain the busted lip?” John B shrugged, sinking further into the hammock he was swinging in.You laughed, bringing a hand to your lip. Your fingers shaking as you brushed over the cut, recalling every hand he laid on you.

“I’ll be right back. Anyone need a beer?” You called, starting towards the house. You felt the tears pricking at your eyes, fearing they would slip out in front of your friends.

You stepped into the house, letting out a shaky breath. You moved into the bathroom, leaning over the sink.

“Y/N?” JJ whispered. You hadn’t heard him follow you into the house, let alone the bathroom. “Hey, what’s going on?” He stepped forward, placing his hands on either side of your arms.

You, again, flinched at his touch and he noticed. His eyes searched yours for any kind of answer as you felt yourself shrinking in his arms. Your lip trembled as you pulled at the sleeves of your shirt.

JJ’s jaw clenched, dropping his hands. He shoved them in his pockets, looking to the far corner of the bathroom. “What did he do?”

You let out an exasperated sob as you stepped forward, he wrapped his arms around you, leaning his head against yours. He let you sob in his chest for a moment before he ran his hands down your hair, pulling your face back.

He blue eyes fixed on yours as he held your tear-stricken cheeks. “Tell me.”

You looked away, unable to meet his eyes as you pulled up the bottom of your sweatshirt, revealing the swelling bruise that spread across your stomach.

“I’ll kill him.” He flared his nostrils, biting his lip in frustration.“JJ, please. He’s fucking crazy. Just don’t.” You begged.

He scrunched his nose, desperately wanting to get his hands of Rafe’s.

“I’m so scared, J.” You whispered.He sighed, pulling you into his chest.

“You’re okay. I got you. He won’t hurt you anymore.” He whispered into your hair.

You unintentionally fell asleep in the hammock outside, tucked into JJ’s side. But you didn’t mind. You felt safe with JJ.

You groaned as a car door slammed, curling your head into JJ’s chest.“Fuck off!” JJ called as footsteps grew closer.

You pulled your head off JJ’s chest, peering over the edge of the hammock, letting out a gasp when you realized who it was.

“JJ.” You whispered, sitting up.

“Y/N, baby, where have you been? Sleeping with a pogue? What have I told you!” Rafe called over, a twisted smile spreading across his face as he beat his fist against his chest.

“Fuck.” JJ muttered, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He climbed out of the hammock, pulling you behind him. “Yo, John B? Mind joining us out here?” JJ called for backup.

“That’s my girlfriend you’ve got there, Maybank.” Rafe paced in front of you two.

John B stepped out of the house, his hair was a mess as he let out a yawn, straightening quickly when he took in the interaction in front of him.

“I think it’s not.” JJ smiled, cracking his knuckles as he stepped forward.

“What’s going on, JJ?” John B called out.

“Our buddy Rafe Cameron likes to hit women.” JJ spit, eyeing up Rafe as they paced around one another. Rafe’s eyes flickered between you and JJ.

John B’s jaw dropped slightly as he looked at you with sad eyes. You nodded slightly, confirming JJ’s accusation.“Rafe, please just go. It’s over.” You tried your best to sound firm.

“I don’t think you are in any position to tell me we’re done.” He sneered, running his tongue across his lower lip. “These pogues are going to be the end of you, baby. Remember last time? The blood and the bruises?” He squinted his eyes in your direction.

JJ nodded, stepping forward. “You’re dead.” He declared, lunging at Rafe, knocking him to the ground. He easily straddled him, throwing punch after punch into his face.

“JJ, stop!” You cried as blood began to pour down Rafe’s nose and out his mouth. “John B, stop him! He’s going to kill him!” You cried, throwing your hands into your hair.

John B jogged over to the two rolling around in the dirt, pulling JJ off Rafe’s limp body. “Alright, big guy. You got him, you’re good.” He said as JJ wiped the blood off his lip.

Tears welled in your eyes as Rafe stood, spitting blood in your direction before stalking off.

JJ turned to you, the rage melting off his face as he met your frightened eyes. He opened his arms, stepping towards you as you crashed into his chest.

“I got you, Y/N. You’re okay.” He whispered.

You pulled back, holding his jaw in your hand. You ran your thumb across his cheek, steaked with blood, sweat, and dirt as you searched his eyes.

Your eyes pulled from his, down to his lips. You ran your thumb across the cut on his bottom lip, nearly identical to your own. You looked back up to his eyes as he stared down at you.

You took his jaw, pulling his mouth to yours, pressing an urgent kiss to his.

You kept your forehead pressed to his as you pulled your lips back ever so slightly. “Thank you.” You whispered.

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hi! may i request a shy fem reader x jj maybank? virgin reader who hasn’t had first kiss, and jj knows that she’s super touch starved? lots of sexual tension to eventual smut? praise kink maybe? thank u!!

sweet desire - jj maybank

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warning: makeout session. sexual tension? let me know if a miss any.

word count: 1.3k

author's notes: as always, got super carried away, love writing this and wished that i had finished sooner, sorry it took so long, have a couple of requests and other works coming up soon! thank you for this request! part two

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The voices around were muffled in y\n’s head as she stared at JJ Maybank across the backyard. She attempted to distract herself by being a part of her friend's conversation, but her thoughts were way too loud to ignore them.

The boys were organizing a fire pit outside the chateau, you, Sarah and Kie were talking on the stairs, actually, Kie and Sarah were talking, you had your attention hooked on something else. You scan his tan body and his movements trying to be as subtle as possible for him, and anyone else, to not notice.

“hellooo, earth to y/n.” Kie snaps her fingers in front of your face. “I know the sunset is breathtaking but we’re making plans for your future.”

“Oh and what is that?” you asked, finally focusing on the conversion.

“to live for once, there’s like a hundred parties going on this summer and you have to go to at least one.” Kie stated

“but you have to promise to us not to sleep with the first touron that talks to you.” Sarah jokes making your cheeks red.

“No Sarah, c’mon, she can't have her first kiss with a random and probably gross guy.” Kie intervened

“Why not? There’s nothing wrong with it, a hookup it’s not supposed to be a relationship.”

“Oh God, can we not?”. You glanced at the boys approaching. They were talking over to each other as they got close to you, John B pecked Sarah’s lips and dragged her inside the house interrupting and ending the conversation, thankfully.

“Gross guys.” Kie shouted

“And, that’s my cue, I’m heading home to take a shower, wanna a ride Kie?”. Pope asked offering Kie a hand

“Sure, see you in an hour guys.” Kie said leaving with Pope.

You turned your head to JJ, who was picking his fingers, you adjusted yourself on the stairs avoiding starting a conversation.

JJ, like everyone else in your group of friends, has always been your friend. But lately, you've been seeing him through different eyes. There's something about him that pulls you in with a magnetic force, unlike any other boy you've encountered before. It feels both weird and exhilarating.

While you've never been open and intimate with any of the boys in the group, you were at least able to share more than a few words with Pope and John B but your interactions with JJ are different recently.

Your conversations with him always go the same path, but your mind is constantly filled with thoughts and fantasies that you have zero experience with.

It didn't feel normal to have such intense feelings for just a friend, but you knew that JJ would never be aware of the effect he had on you.

“Yo, I think I have a splinter on my fingers, could ya look at it?” JJ sat down next to you, and as he placed the back of his hand on your thighs, you couldn't help but flinch at the unexpected touch. Your gaze locked onto his hand, and you simply nodded in response

“i-i...yes, could you hand me my bag, it's on the sofa, I think I have a tweezer and a band aid there.” you stammered, blinking rapidly in an attempt to mask your nervousness.

JJ went inside granting you enough time to fix your hair and rub your hands into your face hoping to stop the blushing.

“Here ya go.” JJ returns to his spot handing you your tiny bag placing his hand at the same spot from before.

You hesitantly held his hands, your fingers tracing his skin as you scanned for the splinter. His body moved close enough for his intoxicating scent to distract you. You blinked rapidly, trying to focus on helping him.

“Does it hurt when I do this?” you asked.

“A little bit, i think you found it” he replied with a hiss “Keep going, you might be close.” You subtly bit your lip as you kicked yourself mentally for the way his words sounded so alluring.

You find yourself losing your composure, that's not your usual, that’s the least attractive thing to be doing right now and yet, pictures of his lips on yours fills your mind.

JJ's gaze lingered on you, carefully observing your reaction.

“I think you’re good.” you said letting go of his hands after removing all signs of splinters on his palm.

"Geez, yeah, that feels so much better," he remarked, getting up and standing in front of you. “You've got some serious skill,huh?” He awaited your response, tilting his head with a playful smirk on his lips.

Gosh, this is torture.

As you looked up at him, you nodded your head in agreement.

He couldn't help but make the connection in his mind, he recalled those moments when he had caught you stealing glances at him or how quiet would you get when there was just the two of you.

JJ has always seen you as shy, particularly around boys. But right now he's coming to understand that you're not just reserved, but also showing signs of neediness.

“Anyway, thank you cupcake.” he said before winking and turning his back, leaving you sitting there still processing the last minutes.

At night, the entire gang was reunited again, gathered around a crackling bonfire, sipping drinks, and sharing stories. Laughter filled the air as they reminisced about old memories.

The girls couldn’t help themselves to talk about your non-existent love life, Sarah feeling the effects of the drink was incredibly more sincere than sober Sarah.

She followed you onto the kitchen with her phone showing a bunch of cute seniors that she felt that would be a good match for you, Kie was still very reluctant for you to have your first kiss being with a random guy, you, as always, decided to ignore them as you continue to bring more beers to the boys outside.

As time passed, everyone started to disappear, you stayed behind, sitting by the dying fire pit, lost in your own thoughts. Gosh, sometimes it’s sad to be sober.

You suddenly hear footsteps approaching, you turn your head seeing JJ leaving the porch of the chateau, walking towards you with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hey," he said softly as he approached, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Mind if I join you?"

You shook your head, confused, scooting over to make room for him.

JJ's voice broke the awkward silence, catching you off guard with his unexpected comment. "First kiss then, huh?"

Oh God “What? H-how do you know this?” you stared at him

“That was not my question.” He arched his brow

“What? No one ever kissed me, I'm not waiting for a prince or something and that’s it, the end.”

JJ's expression softened. "Well, that's no good. Everyone deserves to experience a good kiss at least once in their life, right?"

Before you could respond, JJ got closer, leaning in. You could feel his breath on your face, you stood there in shock staring at his lips with your heart racing.

"Let me help you with that," JJ whispered, placing his hand on your cheek, your body tensed with nervous excitement, he pressed his lips against yours, a mix of emotions run through your veins, you were hesitant at first and as it got more further, the heat building between you two intensified the desire allowing you to be comfortable ambitious.

JJ hand went to your neck while the other one slid from your shoulder to your hips squeezing lighty, your senses were overwhelmed with the scent of his cologne, the taste of his lips, and the warmth of his body against yours.

Your hand kept pulling each other closer, his touch became vicious, you couldn’t let go of his grip, your tongues exploring and tasting every inch of each other’s mouth felt sinful. Your hand kept pulling each other closer, yearning for more of the same.

JJ broke the kiss gasping for air, he turned his head looking around checking for any sign of your friends, the silence revealed that, in fact, you two were alone. He got up not letting go of your hand, he pulled you one more time, this time placing a kiss on the side of your lips. And when you realized, you were following JJ back inside the house.

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warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. public sex. fingering. vaginal sex. unprotected sex. language. dirty talking.

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Sure, this doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all, hooking up with your friend, what could possibly go wrong?

I sat there watching the third touron flirt with him as he poured their drinks. Sure, we are not a couple or anything, but we have been mackin' each other for a while now and who knew that I would suck in this whole no-strings-attached thing? All I know is I was dumb enough to go along with it. This is classic JJ.

I was able to ignore him for most of the night, until now. I saw him getting closer in my periphery but my proud self pretended to be busy talking to Sarah or even looking at the people.

“Can I offer you, ladies, fun?” JJ says handing Sarah a drink and holding out his hand. He waited for my response as Sarah grabbed hers.

“No, thank you,” I tell him without moving an inch.

“C’mon Y/N, I'm already here, just take it.” He insisted

“I’m good Maybank, I need to take care of something actually, I’ll be right back Sarah.”

Lies, I just didn’t want to stay around him, I don’t even know why I’m this annoyed. For my luck there were a bunch of girls gathered at the bathroom door, Fuck that, I needed another way out. I walked out of the bar on the beach and made my way to the street.

“Hey, Y/N, wait up.” I hear JJ’s voice behind me.

“Go away JJ” I shout.

“Woah, what are you doing?”. He asks, grabbing my hand.

“I'm going home. Why do you care?.” I said reaching for my keys in the back pocket of my jeans skirt.

“Your home is not this way, what’s wrong?.” he insisted.

I didn’t answer. JJ snatches the keys out of my hand which made me sigh loud annoyed

“Can I have my keys back please?”

“Not until you start talking,” he said, pulling me into the back of the bar. “What the hell happened for you to start acting like a brat?”

“I don't know, why don't you ask your new friends?.” I replied with a dry tone. “I didn't know they were your type by the way,” I added, reaching for my keys but JJ was faster and held them high.

His blue eyes narrow with a hint of intrigue on them. A smirk showed up in the corners of his mouth as he realized. “And I had no idea you were the jealous type.” He teases, making you scoff.

“I just don't like being another one in your books, but it's ok, we can end this and you're free to have all the fun in the world.” My cheeks heat up.

“I'm not mackin’ anybody but you Y/N.”

“That’s not what it looks like.” I accuse.

“I’m sorry, did I miss something?.” He said

Damn him, how does he do this?

I want to kill myself. There’s no way I’ll say a word when he couldn’t be less bothered.

“Fine.” I swallow. “Can I go now?” I try to grab my keys but he keeps them out of my reach again.

“Nope, you’re still pissed,” he says flatly.

“I’m not.”

“Ha.Bullshit.What the fuck happened?” he snaps

“I’m not blind JJ, If you want to go, just go okay? I don't know what I'm still doing here.” I snap back “I’m… I’m done with this.” The words burst out before I could stop them. “Whatever this is. It's done okay?”

JJ’s eyebrows are furrowed. His expression is a mix of confusion and shock. “Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“No way,” he says again. “You can’t just call it off without giving me a good reason.”

“I don't like to see how you look to other girls.”

That sounds insane if I say it out loud. Who the fuck am I?

“Are you telling me you’re not into me anymore? Is that the deal?”

“No. But—”

“There are no ‘buts’, baby doll. It’s a simple yes or no answer,” he whispered, leaning in. My breath hitched. Fuck. His gaze held mine, leaving me unsure if it was anger or just desire.

“I-I don’t have a reason,” I confess trying to escape

“How about I help you clear your mind and decide? How does that sound?” He said putting my keys into his pocket.

Before I can realize it, I’m against the wall and his mouth is inches away from mine. Luckily, I guess, we’re almost hidden between a dumpster and a bunch of cardboard boxes. JJ’s scent made my brain foggier as he pressed his body onto mine.

“Why didn’t you tell me you needed my attention baby?.”

I clench my jaw.

“So you’re still into me?” He places his thighs between both of mine, grinding me against his erection.

I’m trying so hard to focus that it’s impossible for me to reply.

“Something tells me you still do.” His lips brush over my ear, making my nipples sensitive against the lace of my bra.

I’m frozen in place, it’s ridiculous how wet I’m. Now I remembered why I was so attracted to JJ in the first place.

His blue eyes are deep and penetrating, locked onto mine. I watch him smirk and push the hem of my skirt up, cupping my core. I arched my back under his touch.

JJ doesn’t seem to care that we’re in public, he dips his finger under the crotch of my panties rubbing the wetness. “Yup, seems bout right.” He murmurs as his lips kiss my neck. He pushes one finger inside and my muscles tightenin around it.

His lips found their way to mine. He’s hesitant for a second watching me lean closer.

“I knew you wouldn’t resist.” He mocks crashing our lips eagerly.

Oh God. This feels sinful. All I can concentrate on is the unbearable pleasure centered between my legs. JJ keeps fingering me as he devours my lips. He bites the bottom of my lip as he breaks the kiss.

“You’re so needy. It’s super hot.”

“J...People can see us, please.” I whine

“Let’s give them a show then,” JJ adds another finger, curling them inside me, my vision gets dark as hits a spot deep down. I moan embarrassingly loud. I Rock against his hand, no longer protesting.

My vision comes back, focusing when JJ takes his fingers out of me. He unzips his shorts watching me. I should definitely protest to that, someone really might see us. But the only response I could give, was a nod with my head.

JJ flashed me a mischievous smile before sping me around in the wall.

His breath fans over my neck as he lifts my skirt more. I can tell how long I’ll last. JJ has the ability of knowing how my body works. That’s why I collapsed under his touch in seconds. The thrill of everything about this moment also wasn’t a big help.

JJ gives a deep thrust as his hand is wrapped under my throat. I grip my hands onto JJ’s waist as he increases the pace.

“I’m not gonna last long princess.” He murmurs as his hands are now on my waist lifting my ass. “You better cum faster.” I spread my legs wider as he says.

Crazy to think that a few minutes ago I was so against the idea of being fucked in public.

JJ flips me over again, this time facing me, he grabs one of my legs to his hips, I wrap around him deepening the contact, JJ gives me a wet kiss on my chest and a big suck on the skin of my neck. The orgasm races through me and leaves me breathless. I feel my legs shake. I held onto JJ’s shoulders as I whined. JJ gives a barely audible groan and buries his head between my neck and shoulder as he pumps into me.

He wasn’t kidding. He comes so fast that is hard to decide whether I should be impressed or tease him about it. He pushed his shaft into me one last time as his hand clamped my tight and hip.

Both of us breathless, we hear voices around us, I push JJ away and shove my dress down. JJ peeks and sees some figures pass us by a few steps away without realizing our presence.

JJ tucks his still-hard cock into his shorts looking to the sides.

“For a person that was talking about giving a show, you look very concerned,” I teased fixing my clothes.

“And for a person who was wet just from talking to me, you still act very bitchy. Didn’t I fucked you right?”

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"Twenty bucks that the blonde's gonna roll her eyes as soon as you get near her, bud."

"No chance, I'm irresistible; she'll at least give me her number." Another guy confidently replied

"Nah, ain't happening, dude."

I've been eavesdropping on these tourons for the last ten minutes, when slid onto the neighbor stool, they barely glanced my way, that gave me no choice if not listen on their douchey conversation.

From what I understood they’re betting on who could score numbers from the ladies at the bar. I honestly wish them good luck, especially since they're aiming for Kooks, which 1. they don't seem to realize that and 2. huge mistake. But it was damn entraining to watch.

Two of them try to get the girls that are dancing but none of them succeed. I watched them toss cash into the counter as they lost their bet and that money had my name written all over it, now that’s when things get interesting.”

I set my glass on the counter and say, "Can I play?”

They turned to me, their faces sporting a strange mix of curiosity and skepticism.

“Pass. If you lose, you’re the one who has to pay us, and…I don’t think you can afford our little game,” one of them replied cockily.

"I mean, I can play for free just to school y'all on how it's done. Seems like y'all got plenty of time," I shot back, grinning.

“What’s your deal man, you’ve been listening to our conversation this whole time?.”

“You haven’t noticed? That’s why your odds with girls are so low.” I casually teased.

“Then go ahead, big boy. I’ll give you five if she even looks at you,” They laughed contemptuously.

“C’mon Kyle, have more faith in the boy, I'll give you ten.” the other one said mocking me

“All right, do y’all have anyone in mind?.” I asked, turning and examining the room.

“choose your victim, most of them don't even seem to be interested in men.” One of the dark-haired guys says, making the others laugh again.

“What about that one?” I proposed pointing to a girl sitting across the bar, her hair was loose and her pink dress was accentuating her curves, she was cute and wasn’t interacting with anyone, just sitting there with legs crossed observing everyone. Bingo

“Ha, Greg tried that one but she scoffed at him when he tried to open his mouth. Be our guest buddy.” the blonde-haired dude said

“Watch and learn whoever Greg is,” I said tapping the counter and heading in the direction of the girl.

With this body and this face, I’m impressed that just one of those shitheads tried. Lucky me I guess.

“G’night, can I get you a drink?.” I asked leaning my body into the counter slightly toward her.

"I'm good, thanks," she replied, lifting her drink.

She had to tilt her head to glance up at me since she was seated, and I was towered over her. She flashed a brief smile my way before turning her attention elsewhere.

“The next one then?.” I pressed, trying to catch her gaze once more.

“Unfortunately this is my last one.”

“C’mon, the night just started.” I insisted

"I better not have another drink, or I might get tipsy, and you wouldn't want to see what happens when I do." She stated smirking

“Actually I do, I would love to see how bad you can be,” I said edging closer, her knee lightly brushing my hip. I swear I hear her breath hitch at the slight contact.

“Alright, let me lay it out straight for ya.” I bring my lips closer to her ears “You see those dudes all together right behind me?” I asked, staring at her moving my body so she could see them.

She smoothly switched her gaze to the guys and nodded at me.

"They're placing bets on the ladies' numbers and they basically told me I don't stand a chance at catching your eye."

“Well, it seems they’ve already lost something, right?” She stated, looking into my eyes, her lips turned into a smirk.

“Yeah, but when I came here I already had zero interest in your number.” This time, I’m the one who tilts my head whilst I analyze her frame.

She narrowed her eyes. "Oh really? What's your game, then?"

"A kiss," I said casually, my gaze locked on her lips.

"So you can show off to your buddies and prove them wrong? Not happening," she retorted.

“Nah, I’m just testing my intuition and since I saw you, I knew you wanted me.” I casually whispered into her ear. Now I was sure, her breath faltered, I could tell her body was reacting to how close we were.

“You have one hell of an intuition.” She chuckles lightly grazing my arm. “Well, I can’t deny there’s something about you.”

I leaned in even closer, our faces inches apart. "So, you're saying there's a chance?"

Her eyes flickered down to my lips and then back up to meet my gaze. "Maybe a small one," she teased.

I gave in to the irresistible temptation. I lean in until our lips press together in a lingering kiss. Her hand found its way to the back of my neck as our hungry lips were locked. As we parted, she smirked, "What’s your intuition telling you now?."

“That I should take you off here.”

“What would your girlfriend say about this?” She asked, biting her lips. I give her a dirty smile.

“She would say: “Please let me come JJ..” I teased her planting a wet kiss on her neck

I smile as I see the reaction on Y/N’s face.

She jumps out of her stool and grabs my hand dragging me to the exit, I make sure to wink and snatch the money out of those douches hands before leaving.

I guess this is my lucky night. Nope, I didn't trick those guys, my girlfriend was the one who suggested the little act at the bar, destiny put those dudes next to me with all that cash. I just so happen to be there and be good with my lady.

Which right now is very sex-starved, if she could she would rip her clothes into the bar’s bathroom and let me fuck her right there which honestly is not a problem to me. But she was painfully patient to get home and allowed me to give her a proper treatment.

“Baby, please…” She cries as I kiss her

“Tell me what you want, pretty girl.”

“I want you…now.” she drags the words with her moans “I want this.” Y/N palms cover my package and my erection nearly hammers its way out of my pants.

“My girlfriend will not like this.”

“I'm sure she will, she actually wants me to take you with my mouth.”

That's it. Goodbye, roleplay. I might explode before taking my underwear.

I'm kissing Y/N before either of us can move an inch, My tongue slides through her parted lips in a greedy stroke. She gasps with delight and kisses me back, her tongue tangling with mine for a few mind-melting seconds before she kisses her way toward my neck. The next second she's unzipping me and slowly sinking into her knees.

“Take your clothes off, baby.” She seductively demands

I kick my boots and pants off quickly. As I peel off my shirt, Y/N digs her nails into my abs, making me curse under my breath. I'm starting to worry that I won't last long.

Y/N leans forward kissing the tip of my dick, I rub my fingers into her lips, and she teases me with slow and gentle movements, I cup the back of her head and urge her closer. She looks up at me and opens her mouth on command, sliding half of my length inside.

As always, she drives me crazy alternating between deep wet sucks and gentle licks of her tongue. The noises…Man, these whimpers and breathy moans make me insane.

I rock my hips, slowly, trying to keep it under control, until her mouth is wrapped tightly around my base, then, I'm a goner.

My brain is filled with pleasure, so much so that my body almost fails me. Buried in her throat, I go off without thinking. Y/N swallows all my liquid and gives me one final stroke before rising to her feet.

“You did so well, baby,” I said picking her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist, our lips met once again. I kiss her until we're breathless. I carry her to the bed and pull her off her dress just to find out that, fuck me, no bra, just a tiny pantie.

Our lips were locked again when I advanced on her until she had no choice but to lay down completely. I get on my knees on the bed and bring my hand in between her legs, her hips jerks off the bed as I rub her clit.

“Barely touched you, baby girl,” I said teasing

I make sure to give her the taste of her own medicine and slowly remove the underwear. I plant wet kisses on her tights and legs before sliding my fingers onto her. My girlfriend squirms against my finger. I add another one curling them both.

Groaning, I get on my knees, spread her legs with my free hand, and bury myself in between her legs. As soon my tongue touches her slit, Y/N moan so loud that was music to my ears. I pump my fingers a couple more times while kissing and sucking her wetness until my dick can’t take it anymore.

“Jay..get inside me.” She begs

“On it ma’am”

With a grin, I guide my cock inside her. Both of us groan when I slide deeper, she wraps her legs around my waist almost like it’s not enough for her. I resist the urge to go fast and keep my movements calm, but again, Y/N is more needed than usual, her nails dig into my abs giving scratches.

“God, please…” She whines.

“Someone is with no patience today.” I grow, adjusting my arms on her side, my thrusts are more frantic, she bulks her hips upwards deepening our contact. I grab her hips giving a firm squeeze as I pound onto her. I let go of one of my hands, to stroke her clit, her moans became more breathless and desperate.

“I’m gonna come.” She cries, without thinking I take my hands out of clit. Remember what I said earlier? With a second she will be begging.

“Please let me come JJ.” Y/N moans just as I predicted.

I rub her clit again and keep my pace fast until I see her shake under me. It takes me a couple more thrusts to release feeling loopy and with my balls still tingling I collapse next to her.

“Holy shit.” She mumbles between her breath.

“You’re so fucking hot, I can’t.”

“Give me five minutes and I’ll be good for the next one, “ Y/N says chuckling

“Make it ten.”

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“Done y/n, the bed frame is installed, the shelves are in the right place, your mirror is set and we’re… dead.” John B says as he throws the last box on the floor.

Finally, I’m all settled in - my place in Outer Banks, which means freedom and no more late-night walks back from the Chateau. Not that crashing at John B’s wasn’t fun, but now everything here is mine, and it’s cozy and perfect.

The guys decided to chill downstairs, drinking off the rest of the earlier beer. I stayed there cleaning the rest of the mess. I grabbed a little towel to clean the window glass and mirror. From the mirror's reflection, I spotted JJ, leaning in the doorframe. I couldn’t help but flash him a big smile.

“You know, I’m pretty darn proud of you,” JJ said, moving closer and giving me a tight hug from behind. “What’s on your mind, milady?” he asked, planting a kiss on my shoulder.

“I think I’m just tired and over the moon. Everything came together just as I imagined it. Now, I’ve got this whole place and it’s perfect, I almost feel like I’m no longer a pogue,”

JJ chuckled. “Nah, once a pogue, always a pogue,” He says brushing his lips to my neck. “ I really dig this mirror, by the way.”

“It’s so pretty and massive, I know it’s kinda silly, but I fucking love this,”

“It’s not silly, I’m dead serious, I like it, you know why?” JJ asked getting closer to my ears “It's kinda in a perfect angle, I can fuck you in the bed or in on the desk, would be a fuckin view no matter where.” He smirked as I stared at him, with a grin on his face, he released me from his arms smacking my ass before leaving the room.

Later that night, after everyone had left, both of us came upstairs, JJ took a shower first and I made sure to be the last one. His little comment made my mind send some familiar signals to my body. So I searched through some boxes for some lingerie and stayed in the bathroom. With a robe on top, I finally stepped out of the room, and there was JJ, stretched out on the bed, watching something on his phone.

"So, I've been thinking about what you said earlier," I mumbled, standing in front of my mirror, playfully messing with my hair. "You know, about the mirror..."

JJ's eyes flicked up from the screen, a sly grin already on his face. When our eyes finally met in the mirror's reflection, I slowly slipped out of my robe. JJ sat up in the bed analyzing every inch of my body.

“Can I help you out of that?

I turn my body to him as I slowly unhook my bra. "I mean, you've already helped me a lot today," I told him. JJ nods, his eyes locked on mine.

"One more thing, wouldn’t be a problem," a mischievous glint fills his eyes as he stands up and gets closer to me. His hands land and my hips and twist them, "God, I'm crazy for you," His breath on the back of my neck instantly makes my body tingle.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says, pressing his lower body onto mine.

Just as we were earlier, JJ hugs me from behind, but this time, his hand caresses my tits as the other one is sliding inside my panties. His lips leave a trail of wet kisses on the side of my neck.

He massages my wetness with his fingers and pushes them in slowly, curling them until he presses down against my sweet spot. Some breathy moans escape my lips.

“I love the face you make when you moan for me,” JJ murmurs, his comment almost makes me feel embarrassed, but fuck, his lips against my neck, the way he’s pleasuring me with those skillful fingers of his, it’s too good to feel awkward about.

“Always so wet for me, I need to taste you,” JJ whispers in my ears “You want my mouth on you?”

I lazily nod.

He sinks to his knees and wrenches my legs apart, I lean on the corner of the table as JJ grabs my leg and holds it on top of his shoulders. I see him peering up at me as I tangle my hands over his hair.

I let out a hoarse "Yes." as JJ wraps his mouth on my pussy. He licks my clit with soft, teasing strokes, driving me wild with desire. He takes his time, building up my pleasure and making me beg for more. "JJ, please don't stop," I whimper. As if it was an order, JJ fastens the tempo, the more noise and movement I make, the more eager JJ gets with his mouth.

His groans against my skin makes me squirm, my vision was blurry til he withdrew his fingers out of me.

“I’m sorry, but you will finish with me inside of you princess,” He asks as he pushes me in front of the mirror. “I want to look at your face when I slam deep inside you.”

I nod. At this point, I just need to feel him.

“I’ll let you do anything if you just fuck me JJ.”

JJ chuckles, his underwear falls to the floor, his thick cock points up as he gives it a few pumps. The sight of his cock running through his palms makes me crazy. I hunch over, my body leans against the mirror, both of my palms pressed firmly against the glass.

JJ gives my ass a slap before rubbing his length in between my legs.

“Look at us,” He commands huskily

My eyes land on myself, bent over with my legs spread open, my mouth hangs open feeling JJ slowly push against my hole. Looking at JJ, he has his lower lip caught between his teeth, and his eyes are devouring my reflection through his lashes.

“Watch me fuck you from behind,”

My moan is instant as JJ buries himself deeper inside me, his hands gripping tightly around my waist. His thrust gets progressively faster. My sex clutches around him every time he fills me up. There’s no more “teasing” and also there’s nothing graceful about the pounds he gave me.

“Fuck yes,” JJ grunts against my neck.

It’s all moaning, slapping, and slurping sounds filling the bedroom right now, our sweaty bodies slamming each other without a pause.

I feel getting close to reaching that blissful feeling, I take JJ’s hand and place it between my legs. He knows exactly the amount of pressure to put it in because when he strokes it frantically, I'm closer than ever.

“yes, yes, yes”

"Come for me, look how good you take me." JJ stares deeply at me

I almost can’t support my body, every muscle inside me tenses up as I feel his cock pulse, the pleasure builds inside me until finally, it explodes, melting my body.

JJ buries his face in the crook of my neck, trembling against my body as he climaxes as well.

He keeps pumping inside of me, my pussy contracting milking his shaft as he pulls out.

"I've been looking forward to this all day, you have no right being this hot princess," JJ holds me giving me a kiss.

“Gosh, we are so doing that again,”

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vampire - jj maybank

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“Y/N, where are you taking me?”

"Just come in, J," Y/N said, closing and locking the door behind us. As the door clicked shut, the party noise downstairs became muted.

Y/N tried a few times to drag me out of the party, but our friends kept interrupting our chat, so the very best thing she could think of was to lock us in a bathroom. I thought for some reason we were about to have a fight, but to my surprise, Y/N grabbed the back of my head and brought my mouth to hers. I have no idea what’s happening but I’m definitely into it.

“You look so fucking sexy with this pirate costume J,” She says in between kisses “The entire night, I can only think about you,”

“That’s what this is all about?”

“Yes Maybank, I need you,”

“Well, since you’re a…vampire, instead of sucking my blood…you can suck my dick,” I joked

“You think I would find this funny, but I actually loved the invitation, anything for you baby,” She says sinking to her knees.

Annnnnd, my dick is hard as a rock.

I’m mesmerized by the view, Y/N is hot by nature, but seeing her in a costume, in a fucking lace black short costume on her knees, it’s paradise. She unzips my pants and wraps her fingers around me playing with her thumb in the tip of my dick.

My eyes roll to the top of my head at that first gentle stroke. “You don’t have to do this baby, we go home and I can fuck you properly” I mumble. “This is more fun,” Y/N affirmed. She rubs more slow circles around the tip of my cock. Dear God, I’m trying, but since she insisted…

“Shall we put this mouth to better use then?” I asked with a smirk on my lips.

Without saying anything, Y/N’s wet warm lips close around my shaft, her tongue doing that swirl that makes me lean and grab the sink. “Fuuuuck,” I breathe out a moan. She peers up with a satisfied smile. “You okay up there?”

“More than okay baby, I’m in heaven,” I respond

If it wasn’t a fucking pleasure already, Y/N makes the most sexy noises as she deepens her movements. She bobs her head up and down in a quicker pace, my hips move before I can stop them as I feel the back of her throat.

Y/N locks her eyes on me, she cups my ball with her hand while the other one rests and digs her nails in my naked thigh. My breath is out of control. It’s way too intoxicating, she could ask me for anything that at this point, I would do it. I love this girl.

"You’re doing s’good princess,” I groan

A sudden shock hits me when I feel her take me out of her mouth and lower herself, her tongue running a wet line at my ball. I could feel my legs weaken. Jesus, this is fucking intense. And it doesn’t stop. She tortures me with her tongue and jerks my cock firmly. Shit, shit, shit I won’t last long.

My balls tighten, my throat became dry as she sucks me again, I manage to say “I’m gonna- I’m close baby…really close,”

The wet sounds fill the room, Y/N keeps hollowing her cheeks around me, she takes turns in between sucking and licking.

“Come for me, baby…I want to taste you,” Her voice sounded more like a whine, in seconds I’m in her mouth again. Her pace is desperate and my mind is not able to form any thought. She gently squeezes my balls again, I can feel her finger massaging a spot that unexpectedly sends an electric feel to my spine. Not gonna lie, that feels phenomenal.

I sink my hand in her hair as she gives my dick a long, hard suck. Teasing her finger deeper, I go off like a firework. I gasp for air and come to the sounds of her moans. Her mouth is wide open as she swallows each tiny contraction milking pleasure from my body until I’m nothing but a mindless mess leaning on the wall.

“Fuck baby, that was…incredible,” I say out of breath, Y/N gets up and cleans the side of her mouth biting her bottom lip. “My turn.” I lift her up in the sink...

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