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Trial Fuck - JJ Maybank × fem!reader × Rafe Cameron

summary: reader wakes up in JJ's arms to the feeling of getting her mind fucked out ig

word count: 536

warnings: smut, DUB-CON, p in v (unprotected), somnophilia, backshots, reader being delirious and scared, fluffy!JJ, use of a gun

author's note: kinda giving away who is who by adding him to the character list but it's reader's pov so don't wonder why it's written like this

You feel hot and wet and full. So incredibly full. More than most nights. Your nose scrunches and you whimper pathetically when his hips snap into your ass, your pussy clenching around his dick as he pounds into you like it's nothing.

“Shh, it's alright baby,” JJ whispers, brushing a few strands from your face that is placed on the pillow next to his. His arms are wrapped around you, holding you tight and not letting you move away.

“JJ-” you hush and bite your lip when the man inside you brutally slams his tip into your cervix.

He groans loudly, “fuck, she's tight,” and your eyes snap open.

Fear rises inside you. It waters your eyes and makes your chest feel so much tighter. You try to move away, to get up and push him off you, but your boyfriend holds you down in his arms and tries to soothe your panic.

“It's okay, baby. Just think about me. It's gonna be alright,” JJ whispers and kisses you, clouding your mind with the skilled use of his tongue. And it works, at least for a moment until you feel the man behind you slap your ass, and you accidentally bite JJ’s lip.

“Fuck. I told you not to do that, bro,” JJ curses, his eyes fixed on the other man.

“She's got a perfect ass, dude. Look at how that shit jiggles,” the man laughs and slaps you once more. If your mind wasn't still drunk on sleep and also hazy on how fucked out you feel, you would've already recognized his voice and his manners, but you can't focus. He won't let you focus.

“Stop being a jerk. You can be happy I let you fuck her,” JJ sneers, wiping the tears from your cheek.

“Please stop,” you whisper, but they don't listen, not really anyway.

“I'm close. I'd last longer if she'd stop squeezing so hard,” the man groans and JJ laughs.

“Shit, that's the best part. I'm just coming over and over again in that sweet, sweet pussy until she's crawling away.”

“Maybe I should try that too,” the man laughs too but from the corner of your eye you can see JJ pull something out of the night stand, and you can feel the man's hands lift off your hips.

“I'm gonna blow your brains out if you don't pull out, and then we're gonna call the cops, say you raped her and I had no choice,” JJ cocks the gun, and you can't help the smile that comes to your lips. “You think they won't believe me?”

“Alright! Alright!” the guy laughs it off, but you can feel the gun still in JJ’s hand when he places it on your back.

It only takes a few more thrusts before the man pulls out and paints your back in his cum, grunting loudly before falling to your side and you can finally see his face.

Your heart slows, and you feel somewhat at ease when you look at the sleazy smile on his face. “Next time, ask me beforehand.”

“But where's the fun in that,” Rafe grins, brushing his sweaty bangs from his face before leaning up to kiss your cheek.

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[foryeager]

soft eren smut,,,, PLEASE DJDJJE

*cracks knuckles*

nsfw under the cut

“baby, you’re so warm.” you felt the vibrations of his voice against your neck. he had his arms wrapped around you, face buried in your neck as he presses soft kisses here and there. you could feel his arms flexing every now and then, pulling you closer against him.

you mumbled something that you yourself could barely hear, no doubt he didn’t hear it. your lips turned up into a devilish smirk as you pushed your hips back against his, teasingly. you heard him let out a soft gasp and felt his arms getting tighter.

“baby… you want it don’t you? grinding back against like that?” you groaned, grinding back against him harder.

his strong hands moved to your hips, flipping you onto your stomach rather quickly. letting out a breath, you felt the bed move slightly under you, an indication that he was now up on his knees.

“these look so pretty on you baby,” he whispers, taking his finger and outlining the edges of your panties. first around your lower back, around the front then the edges right where you needed him. just slowly dragging his finger back and forth. “you look so pretty. while you’re under me like this.” he continued running his fingers over you, teasing.

you bit your lip and shivered as you felt him pull your panties to the side. the tip of his middle finger rubbed against your clit, teasing you just enough to make your leg shake. “you like that baby? like it when i tease you like this,” he pushes a finger inside to the knuckle. you let out a soft moan at the feeling. “yeah baby? feels good?”

“e-eren please.. go faster..” his free hand pull your hips back up, he leans forward and his hand lands next to your head. the way he is leaning completely over you while one hand plays with your already dripping cunt.

“god if you could see the way i see you, beneath me.. shaking and moaning.. completely just letting me use you, f-fuck you’re so beautiful princess.” he groans, punctuating his sentence. the praise drives you up the wall, causing you to clench around his fingers, feeling them speed up deep inside you.

“eren i’m gonna-” almost at the snapping point, you let out a strangled moan as he withdraws his fingers and lifts himself off you, getting lower and as soon as you were going to protest and beg him to continue, you feel his tongue toying with your dripping pussy. letting out a loud moan, you can feel him smile against you, shoving his tongue as deep as it could go inside you.

“gonna cum baby? yeah? give it to me baby, i got you.” he grabs both of your thighs, bringing his face as close as it could get to your dripping core.

as the ball of white hot pleasure explodes, he drank it all up. gasping as you feel him eating you, throughly dragging out your high, getting every last drop off of you.

“fuck baby, i could be between those fucking thighs for hours if you’d let me.” he rests back on his thighs, catching his breath as you finally release the duvet from the death grip you had on it. “fucking hell eren- i have let you and i blacked out, remember?”

he chuckled and rubbed your lower back, soothing you and pressing kisses up and down your spine.

“i love you sweetheart.” he whispers again, wrapping his arms around you once again, this time to fall asleep with you in his arms.

[echobx]

jj feels like an "I'll wake you up by fucking you" kinda guy

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author's note: I wrote that last night at 1am in a half delirious state and somehow I only misspelled one word lol. anyway, fixed that so here it is. idk why I all of the sudden included water sports but ykw, it's okay, human bodies do that shit.

warnings: smut, p in v (unprotected), somnophilia, cnc (it is bc I say so, they discussed this off screen), accidental piss kink, creampie

"Taking me so well," you hear your boyfriend's voice from on top of you before you realize that the slow, heavy thrusts you have been recognizing the last few minutes aren't actually part of your dream, but reality. JJ is fucking you and your body is reacting to him as if you had been awake the whole time. His lips are pressed to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses, but he halts for a moment whe he feels your fingers entangled in his messy strands. "Good morning, love," he rasps into a kiss, his hips relentlessly moving into your own and now that you're awake he allows himself to pick up the pace a bit. "Fuck, JJ," you moan, clenching harder the faster he fucks you. "C'mon, pretty girl, soak me," he growls and you let go, of all you had, your orgasm ripping through you with so much force that you forget you have to hold onto other parts of your body still. "Jesus, baby, didn't think you'd be into that, but I don't mind it," JJ chuckles and you don't have time to reply or take knowledge of what happened until JJ stops to pull out, feeling his heavy cum drip out of your clenching hole. "You pissed on my dick, baby," JJ grinned, looking down on you. "Oh," you sigh, feeling embarrassed. "Don't be like that, it's all good. I think I wanna do it again, will be fucking amazing." With that he kissed your forehead and stood up to help you into the bathroom to get ready.

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[echobx]

the bell tolls once more before JB sighs and turns his back to the sea and steps back towards his house. it's been 3 months since JJ was lost at sea. he saved Sarah, but to what cost? and yet John B hasn't stopped calling for him, and this night he won't start. so he closes the door behind him, his heart breaking once more, and flicks the porch light on, hoping he won't be the one to turn it off the next morning.

[foryeager]

A SOFT ARMIN SMUT PLEASE 😭😭😩

OKAY SO I HAVE A SHORT LIL BLURB CONCEPT FOR THIS AND IM USING THIS PHOTO FOR IT 😁

smut under the cut

PLEASE HEAR ME OUT OKAY, imagine being super needy, as armin is as well, you see how attractive he looks in the new scouts suit. he is sitting at the table in the lounge, slouched back in his chair reading something from a book and you just look over at him. without even saying a word, you walk to him and straddle his hips. “oh hey ba-” he starts to say but you press your lips to his, gently rocking your hips against his. you feel the vibrations against your lips as he lets out a soft moan, his hands finding your hips, helping to rock you against him more, feeling him get harder and harder beneath the suit. the more your hips grind down harder, the deeper he moans. “oh god- i’m gonna..” you nod to him and rock faster against him, hearing his moans get louder, more frequent as you feel a warmth flourish under the suit. his head gets thrown back and he lets out a deep moan, his grip still hard on your hips, holding you close to him. “that was good.. think my suit is ruined now.” he chuckled and you rested your head in his neck. “sorry armie.”

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The Simmer - JJ Maybank

author's note: I woke up from a nightmare where my dad tried to kill me and I couldn't find anything to calm myself down, so I wrote this instead. I'm still a little agitated now, but ig working through it by projecting the feelings into JJ and into words is easier then facing them.

warnings: heavy themes and descriptions of physical abuse and ptsd, angst, hurt/no comfort, not edited or proof read (bc I'm half asleep at 5am)

word count: ≈650

there's this feeling that bubbles in your stomach and won't leave no matter what. it's there when you go to hug him, when you get closer to home and especially when you walk along the hallway and see that the door to your bedroom isn't closed like it was when you left.

when your heart races and you feel it everywhere in your body, from the tips of your toes and fingers, to your ears. it's in the adrenaline that runs through your veins, making you jumpy and stopping you from sitting still or falling asleep. perky ears that never rest, always ready to alert you to run.

and you run, but your legs are heavy, they don't even feel like your own because if they were yours they wouldn't betray you. if they were yours you would be long gone, safe anywhere else. but you're not.

and the years will go by when all of this is buried deep, but as soon as you hear the rumble of his voice you feel it simmer. one wrong move and you're dead. one wrong word and you might not make it to tomorrow.

they would call you irrational and a nutcase if they knew, and that's why you don't tell them. no one will understand it, at least not them.

every time it simmers, you're back in your room, five years old and innocent, unknowing of how your life will change for the absolute worst and no matter what you could've said or done differently, the outcome stays the same. your fate sealed with the first step you took to get home. you see him sitting on your bed, belt in hand and looking at his feet. “You're making me do this to you. I never wanted to hurt you, kid, but you leave me no choice.” his words don't make sense, not now, not then.

you thought the first hit was horrible, the worst you could ever feel, but the second and third feel worse than that. by the time he let off you couldn't remember how many hits you had taken. by the time he's done you've run out of tears and your voice is too hoarse to speak.

one time, at ten, you managed to run off. you remember it like it was yesterday. the loud thuds of his boots as he stormed after you, yelling, screaming, taunting, promising. “One day I'm gonna kill you, kid!” and you know he's right because your body knows.

that time was definitely the worst. when you hadn't managed to lock the door to your mom’s room behind you and he burst in. kicking it down and then you. not even caring to spare any part of you so no one would suspect anything. one day he would kill you, but that day he came pretty fucking close already.

so it's no surprise that you feel it when you walk up the pier to the house, dog barking and a man you knew was his friend ready with a perfect lie to send you off. the eerie simmer, a simmer you hadn't felt for nearly two years, and there it is again. it hits you like a ton of bricks.

it bubbles up, boiling into anger as you force him to show himself. but when he goes to touch you, you flinch and push him off. he promised to kill you, you can't trust him.

so, maybe, that's one of the reasons why you would rather throw him off the lighthouse than accept that he isn't your father. you stand there, ready to run, but your legs are solid, immovable objects. “I'm not your dad.” it echoes through your mind along the bellowing “I'm gonna kill you kid!” you heard so many times before. it doesn't seem fair at all. and you have even less people who will be able to understand how that feels like, than there already were.

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[echobx]

Damnit I tripped into your ask box again....

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JJ bending you over the seat of his bike, in a more public setting. He gets on his knees for you and lifts your sundress up, yanks your panties off and eats you out.

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or ya know whatever 🤷🏻🤭

summary: see ask

warnings: oral (fem receiving), talk of violence

word count: ≈500

author's note: omg this is so short 😭 I hope you like it anyway bc I think it's shit

“You didn't have to fucking do that,” JJ grunts while pushing you forward, practically dragging you in front of him through the parking lot. “She wanted to fuck you. I was defending you,” you argue with a sly smile, not seeing any issues with the fact that you’ve probably broken the girl's nose for putting her hands on your man. And usually JJ isn't against it either, but for some reason he’s angry with you now, and you can't figure out why. “That's not- You know that I don't care about them. I don't care how much she wanted to fuck me, because I don't want her. You know I don't want her. I only love you!” JJ’s words push your doubts, the jealousy you felt raging, to the back of your mind. “She was out of line,” you pout, and your boyfriend stops to pull you flush to his chest. His calloused, warm hands cup your jaw, pulling you up just enough for him to kiss you with ease. He knew of your temper before you got together, never finding any issues with it. “Want me to show you how much I love you and only you, princess?” The smirk on his lips should be a warning to you, but you can never tell him no. “Maybe you should. Yes,” you nod and let out a tiny squeal when he pulls you up and throws you over his shoulder to walk faster. There's not much to complain about when his hand, that is holding onto you, is slipping up and rests under your dress, right on your ass.

JJ has never been one to keep things private, but the fact that he puts you down on his bike and immediately pulls your slip down was something new. You are out in the open. Visible to anyone who wants to walk by. But he still drops to his knees in front of you and starts to eat you out, while you try your best to stay on top of the bike. While you try to not scream when his lips close around your clit and his fingers curl inside your tight cunt. With your head thrown back, you hope no one sees you. You hope no one calls the cops, but even if they did, you know it would be more than worth it. And JJ is giving you his best, licking, sucking, biting; anything and all you like, all while his knees are on the hot pavement. Your hand comes down on his head, fingers raking through his locks and tugging harshly to tell him you're close. But JJ doesn't want to stop. He eats you out as if he's starved, craving every single drop of cum that you grant him. “JJ, please- Home,” you pant, and he decides that it's best to stop and resume as soon as you get home. But just because it's the logical choice to make, doesn't mean it's the one he wants to make. And at that moment, he knows why you broke that girl's nose. Impulses are hard to resist, after all.

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