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monsterinmyboxers · 1 year

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I ask of you kind sir, I beg. Please do bottom ghost with a shorter reader and weaker but still absolutely recks ghost in bed. 👏👀

⠀⠀ wrecked.

pairing. simon ‘ghost’ riley x top male reader.

author’s note. what

content. established relationship, size difference, praise, fingering, handsfree orgasm.

the fact that you had to look up at simon never bothered you, or that he could tear you in half, or that he teases you about your height compared to his.

none of it matters, because despite being half his size, you know how to break him, and how to piece him back together. you’ve repeated the process enough times to become an expert.

you know where his most sensitive parts are, how to make his thighs shake, how to make him come fast. people wouldn’t think so at first glance, but simon is vulnerable. especially when he’s naked.

you leave so many marks, that no one but you will ever have the honor to see. you put him in so many embarrassing positions, and he lets you. he could get out anytime he wants, but never does because why would he? you know what you’re doing, you know what makes him feel good.

you could make him cry if you wanted to, make him wail and sob. you have, many times before. during your first time, your skill overwhelmed him. you were so nice, too. praising, worshipping him. he couldn’t stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. you did, though, kissing them away, then kissing along his lids to catch the droplets stuck in his eyelashes.

you had him wrapped around your finger, figuratively and literally, hole clenching around your digits. leaning against a wall, the only thing that kept him standing, taking each of your fingers so well. he was a mess, legs trembling, taking his mask off so he could breathe properly, hair and face paint all fucked up. you, on the other hand, were merely resting your chin on his chest, looking up at him with a shit eating grin.

oh, he hated how much he loved that look. his hands are on each side of your neck, wanting to rip your head off, but instead caressing your jaw with his thumbs. at times, he leans down, kissing you to take away that smirk for a while. but, despite his efforts, he could feel the smile on your lips as your mouths collide.

“wanna make you come,” you mutter between kisses, pulling away completely before continuing. “just from my fingers.” simon only nods, hips stuttering as he grinds down onto your palm. his pants were ragged, not even noticing how drool escapes the corner of his mouth, trailing down to his jaw and further.

his knees start to give out, you giving a quick slap to his hip and he straightens up once more. he’d murmur apologies, each one greeted with reassurance, and kisses peppering his shoulder.

so beautiful, he was, but especially in this moment. his eyes, half lidded, brimmed with tears, still looking at you through blurred vision. he whimpers, fucking whimpers your name. he was close, the slight waver in his voice made that obvious. that hardly noticeable hint was understood by you in an instant. you knew him so well, it was almost scary.

your wrist moved quickly, before your fingers buried themselves as deep as possible, abusing his prostate. that, he couldn’t take, stuttering out warnings before coming onto both of your torsos. you’d continue to massage his insides, just for a few seconds more, prolonging his orgasm before finally pulling out. you grip the meat of his ass before moving down to his thighs, kneading the toned flesh.

“sweet boy. you did so good f’ me.” he leans onto you, with his full weight, and luckily — despite being weaker than him — you could still support him with enough effort. the adoration proceeds, while you allow him to rest a bit while walking you both towards your bedroom.

#drabbles by jj #male reader #x male reader #simon ‘ghost’ riley #simon ‘ghost’ riley x male reader #call of duty #dom male reader #top male reader

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devinedoll · 2 months

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did someone say bsf jj 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 he would be the biggest perv ever i’m kicking my hair and twirling my feet

yes he would. deep down we all know he’s totally filthy.

he lovessssss boat days with you, watching you flounce around in your little bikinis, tits bouncing and ass jiggling. you’d lay out on the front of the boat, soft skin shining in the sun. jj would stare at you, pretending to fish but really just admiring your soft curves and pretty face.

he fed gets off on teaching you things, obsessed with the fact that you rely on him. he teaches you how to fish, arms wrapped around you from behind, pressing his crotch into your plush ass.

you’re none the wiser, smiling and giggling at him, happy to learn something new.

it’s not totally his fault either, you make it pretty hard on him. with your wet kisses to his cheek, insisting on sitting in his lap in the twinkie, snuggling up to him by the fire. you were basically torturing him.

so what if he jerked off to the thought of your plump tits smushed against his side? it’s not like it was hurting anyone.

and when he finally convinced you to fuck? you two went at it like rabbits. jj’s been holding in this tension for months. he’d be pounding you in a mating press 4 times a day.

you loved your little arrangement, great sex with your hot best friend, and nothing would ever change.

“jayj….” you cry out, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock. your pussy was making the most obscene sounds, spurring jj on as he focused on the way your tits jiggled as you rode.

“oh i know, babydoll” his hands fell on your waist, holding you up to begin his thrusting. he fucked up into you, relishing in your breathy whines as you met your high.

he spit out his shirt he was biting him his mouth, “don’t know why we didn’t do this sooner, could fuck this pussy allll day”

#jj maybank prompt #bestfriend!jj #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank obx #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank

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ervotica · 4 months

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jj is definitely the type to have a black cat gf and adore the fuck out of her. calls her corny shit like buttercup and cupcake and smears kisses against her scowling face when she gets tired and a little grumpy, even at the whining protests of ‘jayj!’ against his spitslick lips. he loves on her in front of the group despite the fuss he knows she’ll make but inevitably succumb to his irresistible charms (as he puts it).

jj never saves her a seat just so he can tease and tell her to ‘come sit on daddy’s lap, princess.’ (which she will); only to tease her with the nickname in bed the same very night when he’s got her speared open wide on his cock, gasping and whining and grappling for any semblance of purchase against the lean muscle of his torso while he wrings every drop of pleasure he can muster from her aching body.

he knows she loves him when she sidles in close, soft with exhaustion and sleep and snoring against the sharp angle of his jaw, sleep shirt (jj’s tee) half covering the soft swell of her bottom, rucking up when she shuffles to cover more of his body with her own.

he knows she’s temperamental and intolerant, and though that would be enough to steer many guys clear of her, it only reeled him further in.

because all the soft moments are saved for him.

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sunniepoo · 19 days

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naps with jayj!!

~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~

it wasn’t an uncommon situation for jj to find you knocked out on the sofa, hair spread in every what which way, chest raising up and down slowly with yourself curled into a small ball

if there was one thing jj maybank loved it was sleep and you - god knows what order

so when he found you curled up, face completely relaxed as the sound of gentle snores bounced across the room- it was heaven!

and before you know it the tall blonde is nestling himself beside you, burying his locks of hair in the crevice of your neck, while his hands drape tightly around the dent of your waist - making sure to pull you impossibly close to him as he wanders off to sleep

your eyes drift open to the warmth circulating around your body, emitting from the one and only jj maybank whose hands have somehow find their way to interlock with yours, resting between the heat of your two bodies

you couldn’t help but pepper his faces lightly with soft kisses, until his nose scrunched, eyes opening to meet yours

“jesuus how long’s it been” he mutters, bringing your head on the plane of his chest, hand making his way to the tops of your head gently scratching

a soft moan leaving your body as you stretch yourself, fixing all the aches building up in your body, the large hands underneath you find their way to yours, joining them at an instant

“y’know… m’getting a bit hungry” he announces out, looking at you knowingly as the small smile makes way across your face

“pizza!”

~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~🎀~💋~

#obx #outer banks #rafe cameron #jj maybank #jj maybank prompt #obx drabble #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank x reader #jj x kitty!reader #jj x reader

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rafesmuse · 2 months

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jj maybank’s hot and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

navigation . outfits . masterlist . rafe version .

ꨄ︎ this man is head over heels for you, kissing the ground you walk on type of energy. golden retriever & black cat couple. his friends frequently joke that you wear the pants in the relationship but he doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion— he feels like the luckiest man alive. “i’m her bitch? hell yeah i am.”

ꨄ︎ he feels so proud when you stick up for him, especially against the kooks. he’s ready to fight anyone that disrespects him but before he gets the chance, you’re already putting them in their place. he proudly watches you with the biggest smile on his face, letting you do your thing. “that’s my girl.”

ꨄ︎ doesn’t mind being submissive for you in the bedroom. calls you ‘mommy’ sometimes and lets you take control whenever you want to— it’s so fucking hot to him. he loves it when you praise him while you’re rocking your hips back and forth on his cock, whispering in his ear what a good boy he is.

ꨄ︎ he’s completely obsessed with you. always taking candid pictures of you and setting them as his lockscreen. his instagram page is filled with you as well, whether it’s the two of you together or just you alone. he’s literally your biggest fan and hypeman. “turn your head juuuust a bit to the left mamas, need to get that highlighter on camera.”

ꨄ︎ this man does anything for you. and with anything i mean anything. you ask for it and he will get it, no matter what. “oh, you think that puppy is cute? alright, ma’am. gimme three… maybe four working days and a puppy will be delivered right to your door step.” “j, that’s not wha-“ “sssh, just lemme make my girl happy.”

ꨄ︎ poor baby gets so sad when you get attention from men. he refuses to talk to you for an hour and will pout and sulk all day with his arms crossed. “he totally wanted to fuck you babe” “don’t be stupid, he was the goddamn waiter!” “so? doesn’t mean he didn’t wanna fuck you. did you see the way he looked at you when he served us those burgers?!”

ꨄ︎ you’re very protective of him and you make sure luke won’t ever lay a finger on jj again. jj spends most of his time at your house because he feels so at ease there, but if he needs to grab something from his house, you always go with him. if it escalates, you will have jj’s back before it gets out of hand. "listen, 'cause I'm only gonna say it once. touch him again and you're gonna be in big fucking trouble, got it?”

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shellxrls · 2 months

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bestfriend!jj x fem!reader and they go to the beach and jj gets a boner from seeing u in a bikini

you’re practically prancing around the chateau with your tits spilling out of your bra, fabric struggling to accommodate and letting fat slip out and crease at the corners.

jj can’t help but go love-struck everytime he sees you, eyes immediately gravitating to your tits while he grows red in the face, letting out a dry cough and blaming it on ‘dehydration’ when he catches john b eyeing him for his pervy behaviour.

“dude c’mon,” john b groans, smacking jj in the chest and redirecting his attention, “it’s like you’ll see anything with tits and you can’t even bother to put it in your spank bank for later, at least have the decency to wait until she’s gone before you bust man.”

“dude, john b, i do not know what you’re talking about, i'm just admiring a beautiful woman right now,” jj defends, holding his hands up and shrugging in surrender.

“jj, you have half a fucking chub right now.”

jj’s head snaps downward, and he rushes to cover his dick, protectively placing two hand over his crotch before staring john b down.

the brunette sighs exasperatedly, “look, bro— you might as well just go jerk one out in the toilet right now, but don’t come back until you’re ready to stop creeping on her.” with that john b turns, dropping his head in his hands and leaving jj to stand there admittedly defeated.

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marvelslittlewhore · 4 months

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jj and routledge!reader fucking on the kitchen counter and the pogues catch them 👀

(GIF not mine)

WARNINGS | 18+ MDNI! smut, p in v, unprotected, getting caught in the act

A/N | where can I get myself a JJ 🙂

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"C'mon, gotta be quick," JJ mumbled against your lips, picking you up by your thighs, and carrying through the Chateau.

The others were following a clue about the cross while you and JJ decided to stay behind this time, more specifically you decided to stay home because you just finished your shift at the wreck and wanted to relax, JJ just didn't want you to be alone.

Now here you both were, making out in the middle of the living room until JJ started to walk with you towards the kitchen, setting you down on the counter, his hands roaming your body needily.

Your arms are wrapped around his neck, pulling him impossibly close, squealing when he pinched your nipple through your t-shirt. He grabs the hem of it to pull it over your head in a quick motion.

"No bra?" he smirked, pinching again to see you arch your back. "Naughty girl."

"Jay- please...need you," you whined, hands reaching down to palm him through his shorts, smirking at the way he groaned at your touch.

He kept kissing you and playing with your breast while you blindly freed his cock, stroking him. He flipped your work skirt up, pushing your panties to the side, fingers going through your folds.

"So wet for me already and I've barely done anything." he chuckled and you smirked again, squeezing his cock a little, making him hiss. "Easy, cupcake."

"You gonna fuck me now or-" You cut yourself off with a gasp when you felt him push inside, throwing your head back. "Fuck- JJ!"

"Be as loud as you can, is not often we'll get this opportunity." he reminded you, pulling back out slowly only to slam back inside.

He set a rather quick rhythm, head leaning down to suck and nibble at your neck, his hands gripping onto your waist.

"Shit! Just like that." You moaned loudly.

"What the fuck!?"

Your head snapped to the side and you cursed under your breath, quickly jumping off the counter and picking up your shirt from the ground. JJ shielded you from the others while you got dressed, fixing his pants himself, waiting for you to finish before turning around to the others with a grin.

"Can't you guys keep it in your pants for once?" John B glared at you both, hands on his hips, Kie and Pope snickered behind him.

"We clearly didn't expect you to come back so soon." You shrugged.

"Yeah, no shit."

John B had a hard time getting used to his best friend dating his little sister, but as long you're happy and JJ doesn't mess it up he's okay with it, knowing it was a matter of time anyway with the way you undressed each other every time you were in the same room.

"Told you we need to be quick," JJ remarked and you hit his arm.

"Sorry JB." You grimaced and he sighed, rubbing his hands over his face.

"This is a picture I'll never get out of my head." He groaned and you all laughed while he went to the fridge to get a beer, handing you and JJ one as well. "Let's hope this helps me forget," he said before taking a long sip.

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stvolanis · 2 months

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jj would definitely get a a prince albert piercing one night while drunk.

admittedly, the next morning while dealing with a hangover, he would regret it. Especially with the throbbing pain, and uncomfortable tug of it against his boxers. Best believe the only reason he did it was because John B said he wouldn’t. And of course, Pope knew he would.

but, it wasn’t all bad. Matter of fact, it wasn’t bad at all. Especially when you sat there, naked with your nipples hardened from the unwelcomingly cold air, on your knees with your pretty tongue swirling around the piercing once it had healed. He looked the prettiest like this. His head thrown back, mouth hung agape and at a loss for words as you suckled his leaking tip into your mouth—making sure to pay extra attention to his piercing.

and he completely forgot about why he regretted it in the first place. Especially when you laid quivering under him, eyes dazed and fucked out with your hands balled into fists against the sheets, moans stuttering out brokenly as his pierced tip drags along your inner walls. “So good. Y’feel so good, jj—” you muttered out over and over again, chanting it like it was your religion.

“Gotta thank John B later then, huh?”

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gl1tteryzebra · 2 months

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ok bcs I feel like jj is absolutely the type to get pussy drunk 😜

he can't help but coax multiple orgasms out of you– too lost in the tight squeeze of your warm walls, jugular exposed and vulnerable as his head falls back into guttural a groan. he's animalistic, possessed even, pupils dilated to the side of pennies as his hips continue to drive forward. your mewls boarder on pained, so overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure, and he hasn't even cummed yet!

a lot of the time jj ends up accidentally overstimulating you. rubbing your poor lil clit till she's puffy and sore, and your lay spent and breathless on his couch (yes, he loves fucking you on that green, moth-eaten squeaking pile of shit).

don't even get me started on when he goes down on you. the term should be corrected to devouring you. he's like some ravenous beast who stumbled across a waiting meal. rumbling moans and giggles reverberate into the plush skin of your thighs and throbbing clit as he mindlessly babbles about how perfect you taste. hoisting your limp calfs over his shoulders, he doesn't allow any leeway for you to even attempt to wiggle away from his eager tongue. alternating between dipping into your dripping hole and swirling around your outer walls– he loves nothing more than to savour the experience.

you could say he's selfish when it comes to you, but at least he makes an effort with aftercare (wouldn't say he's the best, as that would be either pope or john b). he'll bring you a glass of water, support you as you stumble to the bathroom, massage your boobs if necessary. as the effects of your pussy wears off, beastly jj subsides and he returns to his usual soft-hearted, teasing self. wrapping those burly arms around you as he snuggles into your neck, practically purring as he drifts off into sleep.

sincerely ~ 🦓༝༚༝༚

#jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank prompt #divider by @pommcita #jj maybank drabble #fem reader

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hanasnx · 4 months

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re-hash

JJ MAYBANK's no stranger to being called "daddy." It's practically one of the only things you wanna call him in bed, and something about it just hits. Maybe it's his own raging daddy issues, or the fact it signifies an authority figure, someone to look to. JJ likes calling the shots, and who better to call shots than Daddy? Before you'd introduced that petname to him, using it as a taunt was pretty common. In the midst of a fight, he'd tease his opponent with a little beckoning: "Tha's right, come to Daddy." If a variation was in order, he wasn't a stranger to switching it out for "Papa."

He didn't take into account how far it could go though. Addressing him as your daddy was commonplace, but while he's working on his bike, he gets introduced to something different.

"Pass me that, will you, duchess?" he asks, brows furrowed at the metal in concentration. He holds out his hand for you, and you walk while you read a little paperback book. The spine is weathered.

You hum confirmation, and toe over, plucking his tool from its location. Its hefty weight causes it to drop into his palm more than you meant to, but your focus is still on reading. "Here you go, pa."

He registers your words, and slows to a halt. Unlike him, you're invested in your story, index fingernail toying with your lip unconsciously. The crease in his brow deepens, tilting his head. "Uh," Looking at you through an eye because of the sun glare, upper lip raising to the corner of his nose like a curtain. "What was that, sugar?"

"Hm?" you question, raising your brows in question as you respond to his gaze with your own. "What'd I say?" You're not entirely sure what had occurred, the fresh words from your page still echoing in your mind.

"Called me 'pa.'" he reminds you, his twinge of southern twang apparent in his phrase. Unable to hold your eye contact, he glances down at the tool he fidgets with in his lap, picking off some dirt.

"I did?" In disbelief, you frown, a hint of embarrassment coloring your cheeks. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking—"

He shakes his head. Minutely disappointed you didn't double down. "No, s'fine. S'fine." He pouts his lips, and twitches his nose when he sniffs, scratching it with the back of his hand. "No big deal, sweet pea, I don't mind it." He returns to his bike.

Later on, he doesn't let you get away with playing dumb. "What was it that you called me earlier?" His arms shake with effort, holding himself over your head as his hips rock into you, your legs folded up on either side of him. "Huh? Duchess?"

"JJ!" you chide, but it comes out in a sultry whine, your body bobbing with his movements as his dick lodges all up in your insides. "What are you talking about?" There you go playing dumb, and he won't have it. Callused hand slots itself in the crook of your knee, hooking your leg over his shoulder to stretch you out. You yelp when his head hits a new and deeper angle inside you.

"Nah, nah, don't be like that." he snickers breathlessly. "What'd you call me earlier? Know you wanna say it. Lemme hear it, bae, c'mon," He goads you, and you can tell his accent is more defined at a time like this. It's mouth-watering. Or his long cock rearranging your insides is.

His blonde curls fall into your face as he looks down, watching your cunt slurp him up while you cry out each full sheath. Moans are practically shoved out of you, like there's no room to keep them inside when he buries himself to the balls in your little cunt. Worsening his pace, slapping skin on skin because you're not obeying him.

"JJ, it hurts! It hurts!" you sob, clutching onto the fabric of his side slit shirt he still wears. He pushes your hand off of him, picking himself up to sit on his knees. He tucks the hem of his top between his teeth, displaying his contracting abs as he gets into position. Briefly, you're granted a reprieve, but that's only because he's switching things up on you, slotting his hands under your hip bones to raise you, biceps swelling from the action. Desperately, you catch your ragged breath, until he handles you back onto his dick. He doesn't reintroduce you to inch after inch, no, he bottoms out straight away, plunging his length into you while yanking you into it. You thought it was hell before, now you're near tears, mindlessly reaching out to him as if to wordlessly ask for a breather.

He keeps his hardened concentration where your bodies conjoin, a ring of cream forming around his base, and he scoffs through his nose. You thrash, but you're spasming around him. "Guess this pussy can take some abuse, huh?" he asks rhetorically, muffled by the shirt between his teeth. "So squirmy. She's flexible, I'll give her that. How's about it, baby, wanna tell me now?"

You fist bangs against his forearm, taut from his hold on you, fingers digging into your flesh as you fight him. "Pa! Pa, please! Ugh, you're so mean!"

He drops his shirt so he can speak clearer, "Yeah, but your Pa fucks you good, huh? Right? Pa fucks you nice, and good." Deliberately, he rolls his abdomen, and in turn, pistoning his cock into you in way that has your lashes fluttering. His movements, forcing himself to be slow and steady, causes him to shake from effort, every muscle flexed as he fucks you. Your leg still haphazardly thrown over his shoulder, and he feels your own tremble travel from your core to your toes. "Say it. Say it or I swear I'll tear you in two."

"You fuck me good, pa, you fuck me nice and good. Nobody does it like you, daddy, I swear."

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monsterinmyboxers · 10 months

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How about daryl dixon and number 5

prompts.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀“don’t stop.” — d. d.

you knew of daryls past. the things he's been through.

hell, if you didn't, you wouldn't be where you are now. above him, bodies pressed as close as physically possible, the skin and bone there preventing either of you from getting any further. it was almost like he wanted to mold himself within you, merge into each other, never able to separate.

but, you suppose that fucking him will be a good enough compromise. no movement is given, your cock staying snug inside his overly stretched hole. and instead of focusing on that heat, you kiss, and kiss, and kiss. over, and over, and over. and he was okay with it. he allowed you to take care of him, in such an intimate way; you were grateful for that.

though, eventually, you tried something different. you pull out, and push back inside just as fast. there came a startled, almost choked noise. and immediately, you froze, quick to apologize— he stopped you by covering your mouth, like he knew what you were going to say.

and the words he spoke next made your heart flutter.

"don't stop." and if you listened, focused, you could hear the small plead that followed.

#drabbles by jj #male reader #x male reader #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x male reader #twd #the walking dead #dom male reader #top male reader #he's interesting

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devinedoll · 2 months

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omfg but innocent!reader and bsf!jj play fighting on the beach and jj’s absolutely losing his mind bc hello!!! boobies in bikini right by his face!!!!

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“you get back here missy!” he calls out to you, deep voice cutting through the humid North Carolina air.

giggling girlishly, you continue to move away from him, the poor boys towel clutched between your manicured fingers, “catch me if you can!”

he’s right behind you when your turn around. wet, warm arms wrapping around your middle, picking you up and spinning you around, “gotcha”

you pout, being caught, and turn to face him once he puts you down, feet regaining balance in the uneven sand.

the slight adjustment has your perky tits bouncing in your tiny triangle bikini, jj’s heavy lidded eyes trying to stay on your own.

you feign innocence at him as he snatches the towel from your hands and wraps it around his waist, a gentle “m’sorry jayj” falling from your plump lips.

“oh whatever sunshine. all innocent now huh?” he jokes, eyes flickering out to the ocean. you use his momentary distraction to your advantage, reaching out and snatching the towel right off of him.

you underestimate the boy as you begin your quick retreat, launching yourself right into him as you try and scurry away.

laughing, he lifts you in the air quickly, unaware that this action would cause your cleavage to bracket his face. he’s practically moterboating you as you squirm and giggle in his grip, trying to keep possession of his towel.

he brings it behind his back quickly, and you do your best to reach behind him. this makes his problem worse, his face now pressed directly between your sun-warmed tits as you try and reach his hand.

he drops you quickly, the fabric of his swim shorts stretched tightly across his cock, “alright, you win cupcake”

you raise the towel victoriously, your boob slipping out the side of your bikini. jj watches, a quiet “jesus christ” falling from his lips.

you giggle and adjust it, “oops!”

he shakes his head, covering his erection quickly, “yeah, oops”

#jj maybank prompt #bestfriend!jj #innocent!reader #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank obx #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank

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rafecameroninterlude · 21 days

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exbf!rafe calling reader at 1am about how much he misses her and how much he needs her pussy and he’s saying things like “i need your perfect little pussy wrapped around me” and shi

warnings: mentions of violence, slight fluff, dirty talk, masturbation

“what could you possibly want right now, rafe?” you sighed, your eyes heavy with sleep. “what? i can’t call you just because?” there was a teasing tone in his voice, which only indicated one thing; he was horny. “no, you can’t. you lost that privilege when you decided to be an ass and punch a hole in my wall, okay? i’m hanging up now.” just as you pulled the device away from your ear, you heard a muffled ‘please don’t.’ on the other line. the hold this man had on you was sickening, you hated that you weren’t strong enough to completely go ghost and ignore him.

“we’re not supposed to be doing this, we aren’t together anymore, remember?” you reminded him. “i know i fucked everything up, okay? i’m working out my shit because this isn’t the end for us, alright? i know you know that.” you shrugged even though he couldn’t see you. “just say you miss me.” rafe smiled at the sound of your soft laugh, looking over at his bedside table with a framed picture of you two. “i do. i miss you a lot.” rafe confessed, making your heart skip a beat. “i miss you, too.” he physically felt like a weight had been lifted off of his chest when you confirmed you had been feeling the same way as him.

“you wanna know what else i miss?” rafe hoped you wouldn’t end the call. “what?” you couldn’t help but rub your thighs together. “i miss feeling that perfect pussy wrapped around my cock every night, ‘been losing sleep without you baby.” you refrained from moaning at his words, feeling utterly pathetic. “i need to feel you again, its been too long.” his words came out a little breathless. with the last bit of resolve you had left, you told him; “use your hand, rafe. goodnight.”

you reached for your phone, pausing when he said, “ah, fuck- i am.” no way he was touching himself right now. as if you couldn’t be any more sexually frustrated, he moaned into the receiver, making your eyes shut momentarily. “i know you’re thinking about it, too.” you were fighting with yourself at this point, ultimately losing when you laid on your back, your thighs separating ever so lightly. “just give me the word, y/n. i’ll go over right now and fuck you until you cry.” a particular stroke of his hand made him groan. you sucked in a breath. of course he’d do this when there was no one else in the house, the temptation getting harder and harder to resist.

“..no.” you knew your voice gave you away but you didn’t care anymore. “aw, i hear how bad you want it.” he laughed. “i’m sure there’s others you could call at this time. why don’t you ring them up and let them take care of you?” your fingers danced over the waistband of your panties. rafe scoffed. “y/n, i’ve been fucking my fist to the thought of you for the last three months. there hasn’t, and never will be, anyone else.” for the first time tonight, his voice was firm. “i need you so fucking bad, y/n, i’m begging you to let me come over.” you chewed on your lip, any restraint you had left now melting away.

“the key is under the mat.”

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sunniepoo · 24 days

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sleepover champion

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when you had called rafe over all panicked, stressed, tired and desperate,the last he expected was to be greeted by a group of little girls barely past the age of seven, rushing their way over in curiosity and climbing him like a jungle gym

“woahhh… he’s so tall” one of the small ones announced proudly, while simultaneously taking a rough tug of his leg, attempting to yank him along on one of their games

the prospect of babysitting twelve girls didn’t seem too hard at first but the moment they started screaming competitions and using you as their own personal mannequin to play with-you realised your error

lucky for you, your boyfriend happened to be ‘ the sleepover champion ’ his words not yours, ranting on about tiring down wheezie’s friends and getting them in bed was no challenge for him

“i’ma tell you… i’ll have these suckers in bed by half seven” his tone of complete confidence contrasting the eight year old clawing half his face

“finish making up lunch and i’ll have these buggers settled in a second” he barely manages to get out as the next girl is climbing on his back, asking for him to play dress up with them

“kay’ new rule” the older cameron removing each girl off, placing them on the large couch in front of him “we’re gonna keep our hands to ourselves”

a mixture of protests splurging out the young girls, attacking the older boy as he remains unbothered whipping out something from his bag

“so who wants to play just dance?”

the loud music bouncing from the speakers filled the house, voices dropping as the minutes went by, clearly worn out from the activity

now leading to a full circle formed with none other than sleepover champion rafe cameron in the middle- it truly was a sight to see, a mixture of pre-tweens pounce him with questions

“is she your girlfrienddd?” a voice chirps out, leading all the girls to wait, anticipating for his answer

the cameron lets out a proud ‘yeah’ causing an uproar of giggles, the young girls fascinated

“she’s pretty” they all mumble in unison, yawns making an appearance, as they all slowly start to lean into each other huddling into a blanket

“i know”

and as the night rolls over you see a certain cameron, reading out to the group of asleep girls tucking each and every one in

“point proven” you admit to him “ guess you are the sleepover champion after all” pressing a soft kiss to the tips of his nose

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princessbrunette · 6 months

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jj is so boyfriend material.

he would comment “slut me out” under your instagram posts, and you’d have to delete the comments because you have family that follow your social media. he’d wear stupid slogan t-shirts from tourist shops that say things like “i ♡ my gf” with a big pink heart around it if you bought it for him. he says “lemme ask the lady.” before agreeing to a plan. he asks you if you want any food and you say no, and when you inevitably pout because his fries look good, he slides the whole thing toward you and says “eat, baby.” he uses fingers and tongue when going down on you, not afraid to get messy. he doesn’t even care if you’ve not showered, or just worked out, he’s eating it. he’s very much the definition of “wear what you want i can fight” and will slap the shit out of anyone who has anything to say about your outfit. he turns his hat around so that he can kiss you. he’ll make silly little tiktok videos with you if you want to. you never have to beg him. he never complains about money problems to you, refusing to let you pay for anything as long as you’re with him. just… bf!jj

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ohcaptains · 1 month

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JJ has a girlfriend that’s got expensive taste. and it’s not even as if you’re rich or anything. you just have a part time job that allows you to buy shit. sprays, lotions, oils, scrubs, perfumes…you always smell good and feel soft.

JJ got a look at your bathroom and thought he’d walked into a bath and body works. stood there for literally half an hour, just going through all your stuff. opening bottles and sniffing them. even put a little on himself and rubbed it in. made a face as if, yeah, that shit is nice.

came out smelling like lavender and sea salt.

when he walks back to your room, you look up from your phone and make a face. “there you are, thought you’d fallen in.”

JJ just gets back into bed with you, and burrows his face in your neck, looking at whatever you’re scrolling through. it’s a few seconds later that you lean back to look at him.

“did you?” you start, before frowning and sniffing his head.

“did you use my hair spray?”

JJ frowns, “…no.”

“then why do you smell like spring on the sea front?”

“is that what it’s called?”

you hit his arm, “jay that shit cost me $30!”

“what!” he exclaims. “for that tiny bottle?” he shakes his head and goes back to laying on you. “you shoulda told me you wanted that, babe, i’d have just robbed it for you.”

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