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all-these-wasted-years · 1 year

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“ Cause we made it, underestimated and always underrated ” - Louis Tomlinson

Look at our happy lil beebs, we made it guys 🥹

Please like & reblog if you save/use ! < 3

#jiara #jiaranation #outer banks #obx season 3 #obx3 #kiara carrera #jj maybanks #kiara and jj #pogues #jiara pfp #jiara matching

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p4l23 · 9 months

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Let's Save Water by p4l23

WARNING: There will be smut

JJ got home and was in need of a shower. He had a long day on the charter boat. It was a day of back to back excursions and man was he beat from being in the heat.

When he got inside he kicked his shoes off onto the mat by the door and he went straight into to the kitchen. He was on a mission. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and chugged it. He belched and wiped his chin where the beer had dribbled. As he left the kitchen he threw the can into the recycling box. A thing that Kiara insisted they had to get.

He walked into the living room and saw John B chilling on the couch in the living room watching TV and drinking a beer "Hey Bree" "Hey Jay" they gave each other the Pogue handshake "long day?" John B said as he took in the sight of his friend. "You have no idea" JJ looked around seeing that Kiara and Sarah weren't there "where's the girls at?" "They went shopping for some more groceries, they should be back soon though" JJ nods and decides to go grab clothes, "I'm going to get in the shower" he said as he returns from his and Kiara's bedroom with clothes in his hands "okay man" JJ walks into the bathroom and shuts the door and turns on the shower. He peels his sweaty clothes off and pulls back the curtain getting inside. Closing the curtain behind him. Steam filling the room as he starts to lather his body with soap. Closing his eyes at the feel of the warm water sliding down his body.

He's in the shower for a little while when all of a sudden he hears the door open and close. Assuming it was John B taking a piss he hollers "what the hell man? You couldn't wait until I was done" but all he hears is the sound of clothes falling and hitting the floor. "What the fuck??" He rips open the curtain to see an amused, and very naked Kiara. 'Wait what?' His eyes slowly taking her all in until he finally makes it up to her eyes who is still staring at him waiting for him to say something.

"Your not John B" JJ gets out, instantly regretting it when he sees her look at him weirdly "no, I'm not, were you expecting him?" JJ glares at her "you weren't here" "well im here now, and I really could use a shower" she says as she pushes gently on his chest so he gives her space as she climbs in. And reaching back to close the shower curtain behind her. She then steps closer, looking at him with a Mischievous smile and looking up at him through doe eyes "Im dirty" "so your showering with me" he said giving her a cocky smile loving the change in events "I figured it would be better this way, you know to save water" she said as she kisses him "I definitely agree" he says against her lips and kisses her "you know me, I'm all about helping the environment" as he backs her up against the wall and leans to her side and grabs the bottle of soap he knows she uses and squirts some in his hands "well, we better get you washed then" his eyes are darkened with lust as he slides his hands down the curve of her back and around to her stomach. Leaning down and kissing her neck, sliding his hands up her stomach to her breasts as he grabs them. Making her gasp and hold onto his shoulders. He smirks against her neck and rubs her nipples, gently pulling them, he looks in between them and watches as the water and soap drip down her body. "Your right, you are absolutely filthy baby" It's one things she has learned, JJ loved dirty talk, and damn was he good at it.

When the soap is washed off her breasts he pushes her up against the wall of the shower and kisses down her neck to her chest, then to her breasts. Sucking on her nipple while he rubs the other breast. She throws her head back and he tweaks his fingers around her nipple that isn't in his mouth. She is so wet and not just from the water in the shower. He smirks against the nipple in his mouth before he nibbles it gently she moans loud. She holds onto his strong shoulders and rubs her legs together trying to get some friction. He sucks on her nipple one last time before he lets go of her boobs to kiss down her flat stomach, almost to where he knows she wants him. Hes croched down looking up at her and kisses her thigh. She looks down at him and bites her lip. He grabs her leg and carefully, making sure she doesn't fall hooks her knee over his shoulder making her squeal a little at the movement before it turns into a loud moan as he swipes his tounge slowly against her folds. She holds onto the wall with one hand as the other goes into his wet hair. "JJ" she moans.

He smirks up at her before rolling his tounge in a circular motion against her clit. She gasps and clenches her eyes shut. He pulls back a little "open your eyes Kie" she shakes her head no and he chuckles. His chuckle raspy with lust. "Baby please" he says between locking her clit "I want to see those beautiful eyes when I watch you cum on my tounge" she opens her eyes.

'Two can play this game' she smirks at him "Oh you think you can?" "Oh I definitely know I can" he says knowing she is trying to mess with him. She knows damn well he can. "then why don't you stop talking and show me" he smirks. JJ isn't one to not follow through on a challenge.

He reaches up and squeezes her ass pulling her pussy closer to his mouth. His tounge sliding into her wet pussy. She grabs his hair hard and her other hand leaving the wall of the shower to hold onto the curtain making it slide open a little and arching her back "oh my God Jayj" she moans out. He slides his tounge in and out of her pussy, sucking on it as his nose rubs against her clit.'fuck he's good' she thinks. He looks up at her making eye contact as he starts sucking harder on her. He hears her moans start coming out faster and she starts grinding against his mouth making him moan against her. He could feel her pussy start to clamp down around his tounge. Her breathing getting faster. So he slide his hand up to play with her clit as he continues to eat her out. Her moans getting louder. Could feel her start to come undone.

“JJ-” the door slams open, “do you know where’s the – oh Jesus Christ. Kiara?!” John B yells closing his eyes and slapping his hand over his eyes JJ’s jumps up at the interruption. Pushing her behind him in one smooth motion, forearm to her waist, his body in front of hers. At the same time Kiara covers her breasts with one arm and pulling him closer so he would cover her more. "Oh my God" Kie yells again, though this time not in pleasure. “John B!” JJ reprimands loudly, “you never heard of knocking!?”

“I did not realise you were… otherwise engaged,” John B turned to face the wall. “Also, what the fuck?” He croaked out

"Yea what the fuck??? Why would you barge in here??"

"What the fuck were exactly my thoughts too when you confused me with John B when I came in here" Kiara mumbles. JJ glares at her over his shoulder "woman not the time"

"First off what??" "Nothing! John B just get the fuck out!" John B tries to feel for the door to get out. "Ow!Shit fuck" he yells out as he bumps into the wall and doorway as he tries to make a quick escape and not look. He finally opens the door and practically runs out, slamming the door shut behind him. Leaning back against the door.

Sarah came out of the kitchen running over "what the fuck happened?" Taking in John B's frazzled state "you have no idea what I just walked in on!!!" Sarah looks at the closed bathroom door and taking the fact that Kie's presence missing.

Remembering when they got inside and Kiara asking where JJ was and finding out he was in the shower and pretty much pulling a houdini. A sly smile slides onto her face "Kie and JJ" she points to the door John B nods. Still looking scarred. She covers her mouth as she burst out in laughter."JJ was pissed" "im sure he was" she said as she slapped his chest playfully and rolled her eyes. And then smirks "That bitch better tell me everything" John B shakes his head "I hope not" "cmon let's go make supper, something tells me Kie isn't going to want to make spaghetti now" she laughs. They walk away from the bathroom giving the couple some privacy.

JJ is completely pissed not only because he was interrupted when he almost had Kie cumming, but because he REALLY didn't want anyone but him seeing his girl like that.

He jerks his head when he hears her chuckle "what is so funny" "nothing" he raises his eyebrow at her. Seeing her face red and trying to hold in her laughter. He rolls his eyes and laughs. When they both stop laughing he leans in and captures her lips with his. Their kiss turning from chaste and sweet to heated. He pulls back to get a breath, both panting as they look at each other. Even after the interruption her eyes are still dark, and full of lust. Panting. Looking like a wet dream. She watches the way the strean of the water drips down his strong shoulders and arms, down his chest and abs.

She leans forward and says against his ear "I thought you were going to make me cum?" He smirks before he resumes his position with her knee over his shoulder and continuing where they left off

It doesn't take long before she came.

The sound of their moans and the water from shower bouncing of the walls. Steam filling the air.

When they get out the shower, the water is ice cold, both worn out and completely sated. He watches as she shakily grabs a towel and steps out to dry herself off. Watching her slide the towel down her soft, wet skin. God he couldn't get enough of her.

He smirked when he remembered her mouth around his hard dick, then when he pressed her up against the wall her legs around his waist as he fucked her. Watching her call out his name, feeling her pussy clamping around him.

Just the thought of it all making him want to that that towel and throw it down, put her ontop of the counter of the sink and do it all again. 'Get a grip man' he thinks

He steps out of the shower behind her and kisses her shoulder and dries himself off.

When they are dressed they walk out of the bathroom. They follow the smell to the kitchen.

When they get into the kitchen they see that supper was done and grabbed their plates and their food. Joining a still embarassed John B and a very amused Sarah. "Soo how was your shower?" Sarah says teasingly. Kie and JJ look at each other blushing and smile before Kie looks back at Sarah "it was really good" Sarah takes a bit of her food and looks at Kie "I bet it was quite enjoyable" JJ winks at Kie "you can definitely say that"

Since they didn't cook they ended up cleaning up the food and the dishes. Kiara was drying the plate he just handed her and stretching up on her tippy toes to put it away in the cupboard. The cupboards were pretty high up and she was definitely riding the struggle bus. He dried his hands on his cargo shorts and walked up behind her. Putting his hand on her hip and pressing his chest against her back "here let me help you put that in" he said against her ear before he grabbed the plate from her hand and put it inside the cupboard. She felt goosebumps on her skin from where she felt his thumb brush against the skin underneath the waistband of her shorts. Her breath catching "Jayj" she breathes out "Kie" the kitchen is instantly filled with tension. "Do you need any more help with anything else?" He says as rubs his warm palm against her skin. She turned around with her back against the counter and his arms on both sides of her, caging her in "Wow you're very helpful" she said as she looks from his eyes to his lips and back. "What can I say I'm very diligent" Kiara gives him a surprised look for him saying such a word and actually using it In the right place before she smiles playfully "are you reading Pope's thesaurus again?" He glares at her and she laughs "you know what I think your gonna get it for that" her eyes widen and she tries to escape but he doesn't let her have it as he tickles her sides and she laughs hard "Jayjjjjj, stop it!!" She squeals "take it back" he threatens "take what back?" She says through her laughter "okay I guess I'm just going to have to keep tickling then" "okay okay! I'm sorry your smooth with the words" "I guess that will do" he says as he lets her go and smiles down at her. She catches her breath and holds onto his shoulders. They look into each other eyes before Kiara lays a hand to his cheek to pull his head down to kiss him.

"Jesus now they are gonna do it on the counter!" John B complains though is still smirking. They flip him off and he shakes his head"Pope and Cleo are coming over, We are gonna watch a movie if you horndogs want to come watch with us" he says as he walks into the living room "We're coming" Kiara says "not quite the way I had in mind" JJ grumbles. Kiara rolls her eyes and gently elbows him and walks toward the living room. JJ rubs his ribs "damn Kie, beat me" he says before he laughs at his innuendo Kie looks back at him over her shoulder "are you coming "smooth talker" she teases and he glares at her before following after her. "Oh baby believe me I'm coming". He says before he smacks her ass and takes off running into the living room. Trying to escape Kie's wrath.

#jiara fanfic #jiara fanfiction #jj/kiara #jj maybank x kiara carrera #jiara fic #jiara #jj x kiara #kiara and jj

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outer-bnks · 1 year

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really, really, REALLY want flashbacks of kie x jj falling in love on the island, I want to see their platonic friendship turn into something much more meaningful & romantic

#jj maybank imagine #outer banks season 3 #obx3 #jj maybank #kiara and jj #kiara carrera #jj x kie

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jojameswinter · 2 years

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Sealed Fate update!

Finally finished Sealed Fate! Chapter 13 posted here on AO3.

It can *kind of* (?) be read like a one shot about the island, though there are some references to the previous happenings.

This was one of my first attempts at fanfiction and I’m so super grateful to this welcoming fandom! ❤️

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When JJ and Kiara first washed up on the island, their sleeping arrangement started innocently enough. Without any discussion, the pogues had split up into three little subsets, far enough away, but not too far from one another: John B and Sarah (partners in life), Pope and Cleo (partners in crime)...

JJ and Kie (to be determined).

And JJ doesn’t think he fell asleep before Kiara even one time, because then he’d miss out…so goddamn grateful to be there with her, watching her content in deep sleep, lips curved in a small smile, eyelashes fluttering atop rosy, sunkissed cheeks, more shiny and ethereal than the stars above.

At first, he and Kie were careful to keep a bit of distance, but over time their arms started brushing, legs started intertwining, and eventually JJ was waking up to hair tickling his cheek, curls splayed across his chest.

And when he would come to, realizing they were huddled together, big spoon-little spoon and the whole bit, he would jolt away, ashamed.

But really, he was unable to even come up with a good excuse. He knew his feelings were written all over his face (JB’d said as much) and anything to say otherwise would be futile and honestly, a little insulting at this point.

And he knew he was probably overreacting because Pope had already approached him several times on the island to tell him he really never belonged in the middle of whatever has been going on between JJ and Kiara and it was all okay…

At the time, JJ didn’t know how to respond or explain because really, he needed someone to explain it to him…

#jiara #jiara fanfic #jj x kiara #jj x kie #kiara and jj #jj maybank #kiara carrera

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dayshipper · 2 years

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Regarding the Jiara leak: If they are going with the Blue ridge storyline I think your theory is pretty good. 👀🥺

Lots of people think it's a kiss scene but I really don't think it is.

Aw thanks!! Yeah I don't think they're going in for a kiss, a hug is more likely!

#jiara #obx spoilers #obx3 #outerbanks #jj #kiara #jj and kiara #kiara and jj #ask

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sageworld · 1 month

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there’s just something about bestfriend!rafe who’s just obsessed with your boobs…

“stop it, rafey.” you giggle, making it look not purposeful when you bend over, pushing your plush ass into him in a weak attempt to get him away.

“come on, sweetness just one picture.” he begged. you and rafe had gotten pretty fucked up last night at toppers, resulting in you just sleeping at his house in whatever you had left there. “fine, but you can’t show anyone.” you pretend to be annoyed, but rafe can see right through it.

you were always weak when it came to rafe, always giving into his needs. he wanted a beer at the party? you were coming back within minutes. he wanted a blow job? you bet your fat lips were wrapped around his cock the second you got alone. you knew it was wrong, he was your bestfriend and many times you scared off his girlfriends and vice versa. the two of you constantly fucked like bunnies no matter what the conditions were.

“deal.” rafe smiled pulling down your top, exposing both of your large breasts he had grown to love so much. “there’s my girls.” rafe smiled and bent down to kiss both of your hard nipples.

“just one rafey.” you pulled one tit back into the top as rafe sat his phone up, muttering something about boring. “well if i’m so boring you can just never see them again” you tease, attempting to pull your other boob back into your top. “no no no no i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it, one is great.” rafe yanked the top down.

you pose into the camera, one of rafe’s large hands covering your exposed boob, giving it a nice squeeze. “you’re like a little sex doll.” rafe says randomly. “what?” you laugh, after the photos taken, pulling away from him. “i don’t know you’re just like a sex doll, you look like one.” he somewhat chuckles towards the end, pulling your top down to expose your other breast again.

“thanks? i guess.” you embrace rafes new hold on you with a giggle. both hands grabbing handfuls of your ass, as he leans down to suck your nipples.

just know he made that picture his lock screen.

#jj maybank imagines #jj maybank smut #kiara carrera #obx icons #john b smut #outer banks #sarah cameron #topper thornton x reader #pope hayward #obx season 2 #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe smut #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe x reader #rafe imagine

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harryspet · 4 months

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bambi eyes (5) r. cameron

[Warnings] soft!dark!rafe cameron x reader, daddy!rafe x little!reader older!rafe, crimeboss!rafe, rafe takes advantage of traumatized reader, DUBCON, dd/lg, sex trafficking, sexual slavery, sugar daddy rafe, stockholm syndrome, spoiling kink, unprotected sex, forced? age regression, obx special guest appearances, little editing, 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

A/N: Will tag people later, for now I must sleep :) Enjoy!

word count: 3.9k

In which Rafe loosens his leash, but actions come with consequences.

Rafe told you to get dressed and to wait at the front of the house. Truthfully, you liked it better when Rafe picked out your outfits. That way, you knew exactly what looked good on you and that you wouldn’t make some kind of fashion faux pas. You decided on a pink fitted top, a matching skirt, and an adorable pair of brown boots Rafe bought you for Christmas. You completed your look with a bow at the top of your hair and an array of colorful bracelets you put on each arm.

You spent a while watching men in dark clothes walk the perimeter of the yard and through the forest on the sides of the property. At first, you were quite scared to see them, but Rafe explained that they worked for him. This led you to ask even more questions. Weren’t they cold out there? We should offer them some snacks? Could I make them cookies? Rafe shut down your curiosity quickly, emphasizing that you were not to say a word to any of them.

When the door to the enclosed porch opened, you expected to see Rafe. You closed your drawing book and turned your head to greet him. Instead, Rafe’s friend Barry greeted you. You’d heard them going back and forth all morning, usually, their conversations were tense, but you assumed they must’ve come to some type of agreement. At the sight of you, he smiled, flashing his gold tooth.

“Country Club’s little princess,” He sang, “How are you, baby?”

You smiled nervously, still not super used to being around others. It had been a few months now since Rafe brought you to Tannyhill and almost all of your social interaction had been with Rafe and Lana.

“I’m good, I . . . how are you?”

He walked in front of you, his hands behind his back as he looked you over, “Oh I’m just peachy. Whatchu got there?”

You glanced back towards the door, wondering if Rafe was far behind him. Looking back down at your lap, you said, “I was just drawing a little bit. Rafe told me to wait here–”

“Drawing, huh? You an artist?” Your eyes tilted back up to him.

“Not an artist,” You said quickly, “I just like to . . .”

“What kind of stuff do you draw?” He asked, and you sensed sincerity in his tone, “You know, I used to draw a lot when I was in school. Nothing serious, but I couldn’t help it; my mind would just wander, and then my paper would have a bunch of doodles on it.”

He kneeled down in front of you, and you hesitated for a moment before you opened the book. You showed him your page of doodles. You drew a lot of what you saw, including doodles of Rafe, and things you saw around Tannyhill, “That’s Lana, ain’t it?” You nodded, “Impressive. Most people ain’t good at drawing faces. Not you though.”

“Thank you,” You said, “You don’t draw anymore?”

He shook his head, “Not very often. I should.”

You agreed, “You should. Sometimes, Rafe will draw with me. Well, mainly we’ll color together. He likes it when there’s already a picture, so he doesn’t have to come up with it himself.”

“He’s pretty bad at it, anyways, ain’t he?” Unexpectedly, a giggle left your lips, and you raised your book to cover the bottom of your face.

“I should go look for him–” You made a move to escape, but Barry placed both his hands on the arms of your chair, effectively trapping you.

Barry hadn’t touched you, but you felt you might get in trouble just for laughing at his joke, “You don’t like my company or something?” You shook your head immediately.

“Sorry, that’s not what I meant . . .”

“You’re sweet; I can see why he likes you,” Barry held his eyes on you and you felt the skin on your face heat up with embarrassment, “You know, you ever get tired of him, or he pisses you off – which he will, then you can call me. We can run away together.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “I don’t have a phone.”

Barry smirked at that, “Ask anyone on this island who Barry is, and they’ll point you in the right direction.”

Running away with Barry was the last thing you wanted to do. Rafe had his bad days but you hadn’t considered trying to leave. Barry also barely knew you but you decided to think positively. Afterall, Rafe trusted Barry. You assumed his intentions must be good, “Okay,” You agreed, “When you come back next, maybe you can show me some of your drawings.”

“You want to see them. Really?”

“Yes,” You said, “It’s only fair.”

Barry nodded, “You make a good point. I gotta come back soon and try more of your desserts. That cake you made … I ain’t tasted nothing better.”

“You have to,” You rushed out excitedly, “Rafe and Lana say everything I make is great, I can’t tell if they’re honest.”

“I’m as honest as they come, sweetheart,” You grinned at that, “A good friend is honest.”

“You want to be my friend?”

“I mean, only if you want me to.”

“I do.”

“Don’t tell Rafe though–”

Your conversation was interrupted when the poor door opened, and Rafe appeared, “Don’t tell Rafe what?” His gaze was sharp, and luckily, it was mostly directed at Barry. You watched as Barry stood and stepped back from you.

“Nothing man, we were just talking about about Kildare. You’re going to let me help show her around, right?”

Rafe’s brooding look turned to amusement, “She’s not gonna step foot on your side of the island. Thanks for the offer though.”

There was an awkward silence, and you felt some tension building until Barry finally said, “Alright, I’ll see you soon, Bambi,” You waved as he turned on his heel, “Rafe.”

Rafe watched as Barry walked out the front door before he held out his hand, summoning you. You hurried from your chair, moving in closer before you grabbed ahold of his hand. It was his cue to you that he would be leading you somewhere, and you were expected to follow.

“He touch you?” Rafe asked, leading you out the same door. You watched as Barry pulled around the horseshoe driveway in his sports car. He walked you to his large truck, opening the passenger door, “Bambi.”

“Uh …no,” You stared.

Suddenly, you were the furthest from Tannyhill’s front door than you’d ever been.

“Good, get in, Bambi.”

“I’m leaving . . . you’re leaving with me in the car? Your car? Right now? Today?”

“Yeah,” He said, unsure of himself, “Get in; I’m already starting to change my mind.”

You jumped in excitement, “Really? Where are we going?” Rafe helped you as you started to climb in. He leaned over you, fastening your seatbelt for you, “You aren’t taking me back, right?”

“No, sweet girl,” Rafe assured you, “As far as where we’re going, it’s a surprise.”

You couldn’t contain your excitement as you settled into your seat. As you pulled past the gates at the end of the long driveway and onto the road, you couldn’t help but feel like all your faith in Rafe had paid off.

“Who’s that, Daddy?” You asked, noticing a black car that had also pulled out of Tannyhill and was following closely behind.

“No one, Bambi,” He brushed your question off, “So, uh, what were you two talking about? You and Barry?”

Your eyes were focused on the huge trees that hung over the road, beautifully dripping green moss from it’s branches. Between the trees, you saw huge mansions with big gates and long drives just like Tannyhill.

“Drawing,” You said briefly, “He said he would show me some of his work.”

“He’s full of shit.”

You turned to Rafe who was gripping the wheel with one hand, “Daddy … I don’t like it when you curse.”

“Bambi, I–” He held his tongue, sighing before he reached over to place his other hand on your thigh, “I’m sorry, sometimes work makes me lose focus. What I mean is that Barry is my friend but … he likes to mess with me, you know? So he might say something to you knowing that it would bother me.”

“He seemed like he meant it,” You said, “Would it bother you if we were friends?”

“Guys and girls can’t really be friends,” Rafe explained, “Especially not with little girls like you, okay?”

“But why–”

“Because I’m telling you right now. I appreciate that you are kind to Barry but he wouldn’t be a good friend to you. If I’m going to protect you, and as your Daddy, I should have a say in who your friends are.”

You opened your mouth to argue but quickly shut it. It didn’t make much sense to you why men and women couldn’t be friends. Why would Barry offer to be your friend if it wasn’t appropriate? You supposed that you never had any male friends before, and most men you’d been around wanted a similar thing from you, “Maybe you’re right, Daddy.”

You drove over bridges with water on both sides of the road and through more neighborhoods with huge houses. Fifteen minutes into your drive, you arrived at an area with a grocery store and lots of stores that you assumed were also for shopping.

Rafe pulled his truck in front of one of the storefronts. You unbuckled your seatbelt, sitting up further in your seat so you could read the sign, “Fig . . uuure eight …ball …it.”

“Ballet,” Rafe corrected you, “Figure eight Ballet Company.”

Confusion spread over your features, “I looked into it; they have adult classes for beginners. I thought it might be something fun for you to do once a week.”

“Me?” You pointed to your chest, “Dance classes?”

“If you don’t want to, that’s okay,” Rafe rushed out, “It’s good exercise, and you can also do it at home. And it’s a chance to meet friends, friends that are girls, preferably.”

“Oh,” When you looked at Rafe, it seemed like he was desperately trying to read your expression, “I’d be so nervous. And I wouldn’t be good at it.”

“I think people just do it for fun and to learn something new. And I wouldn’t just leave; I would walk you in and pick you up. Not today; I just wanted to take you by and see what you thought.”

“... It could be really fun …”

“And you’d make quite the adorable ballerina.”

“Maybe I could try one class . . . and if I liked it, you would take me every week?”

“Every week, as long as you continue to be a good girl,” Your nervousness started to melt away into excitement the longer you thought about it, “And while we’re out, I thought we could do some shopping. My research has informed me you’re going to need shoes, tights, a leotard, and a skirt.”

You practically leaped over the center console to hug him, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Daddy!”

Rafe pulled you in close, “Anything for you, sweet girl.”

Rafe didn’t need to get his hands dirty anymore; he could hire people to protect him or kill for him. As he settled into his new life with you, he started to miss some of the adventures he experienced in his early 20s and late teens. There were no more brawls or treasures to steal. He hadn’t realized he needed an outlet for the negative energy that seemed to boil up inside of him sometimes. Now, what he knew is that he needed to keep that side of him as far away from you as possible.

Killing JJ would’ve satisfied that part of him that has been begging to come out of him for years. He would’ve felt a rush like no other, power and control that he hadn’t felt in so long. He hadn’t brought himself to do it yet, teetering on that line between sanity and insanity. The Pogue was always a good competitor, and Rafe wasn’t surprised that he was still fighting. Rafe liked that about JJ.

Still, Rafe wanted to see him break, and he was patient enough to wait for it.

“What would you do to see her again?” Rafe asked as he kneeled over JJ’s bruised and battered body.

The pogue coughed, and blood-spattered on the boat cabin’s floor.

The silent treatment followed, but Rafe was used to talking to himself, “I know she’s not over you, but how long do you think she’ll wait before she moves on? Six months? A year? I mean, she’s a wild one; I’m sure she won’t want to stick around this place for much longer.”

“Fuck you, Rafe,” JJ’s favorite words.

“Maybe you just don’t love her like I thought you did,” Rafe taunted, “I mean if you did, you’d be groveling at my feet, right?”

JJ’s eyes pinched tight as Rafe’s words sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

The silent treatment followed again, and Rafe considered what his next steps might be. Removing limbs? That could be fun for a while, but if he hadn’t surrendered at this point, what would make him crack?

“Fine,” Rafe looked down at his bloody knuckles, “I won’t bother you anymore today, but I do have something I want you to contemplate in your hours of silence. Consider the idea that I let you go, and you see Kie again instead of bleeding out here and your body being chopped into pieces. I want you to think, and I mean really think, about what you might do to make that happen. And don’t think of it as sacrificing your morals or making a deal with the devil … think of it as securing your future, okay?”

Rafe tapped his hand against JJ’s sore cheek before he stood and left. He heard no quippy comeback from the Pogue. At least Rafe had successfully beat that out of him.

Rafe’s eyes snapped open and was awakened from his sleep when he felt a soft finger poking at his cheek, “Wha…” Groggily, he reached to turn on his bedside lamp and found you, dressed in a onesie that made you look like a brown bear, standing beside his bed, a sniffling mess, “Hey, w-what’s wrong?”

Immediately, Rafe reached out to grab you, and you proceeded to climb onto his large bed, “I-I had a scary dream,” You hiccuped, “Y-You sent me away a-and I was alone again and Master he was so mad at me b-because I-I didn’t make you h-happy–”

Rafe shushed you, pulling you into him, “It wasn’t real, okay? Look, you’re here with me right now.”

“It felt real,” You whimpered, and Rafe’s lips pulled into a thin line of frustration. He wanted you happy, and he wanted to give you much more than you ever had, and it pained him that you thought he might hurt you in that way.

“I . . . I wouldn’t ever do that, Bambi,” He brushed tears from your cheeks and caressed your face, “I’d fu- … I’d rather die than let you go. And I’d kill anyone that tried to take you from me. Anyone, okay?”

“You’ve hurt people before,” It wasn’t a question; Rafe could see it was an observation she’d made.

“Yes,” He admitted, “But I haven’t hurt you, have I?”

“You saved me.”

Rafe nodded, “That’s right, sweet girl. I saved you. I’ve hurt people, yes, but I-I’m not a cruel person. I wouldn’t do something like that. And you make me so happy.”

Rafe watched as you blinked away your tears and tried to stop yourself from frowning, “What if I don’t always make you happy?”

“You make me happy by breathing,” Rafe tried to assure you, “You’re smart and beautiful, and you deserve nice things. I never had anyone in my life that made me feel like I deserved anything. I never even felt like I deserved to be loved. I don’t want you to ever feel like that.”

“I love you, Rafe,” You were trying to reassure him now, and Rafe was grateful. He loved those words on your lips, and he felt in his heart that you meant them, “And . . . I like being loved by you. So much.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes,” Rafe felt you press your forehead against his before you pressed your lips softly against his, “Thank you . . . for everything. Uhm, did I scare you?”

“No, no,” Rafe’s mind was mostly on the thought of your lips, “I like being woken up by cute bears.”

Rafe pulled you in again for a kiss. Softly, your lips moved together, and Rafe explored your mouth with his tongue, slowly deepening the kiss. Rafe was already growing hard, and he cursed in his mind, frustrated by how easily you got him going.

“You still sore from earlier?” He asked.

“A little bit,” You spoke shyly, “You were kinda rough…”

Rafe thought back to you, bent over the arm of the couch, taking you deep, but that just made his cock ache even more.

“But I’ve trained that little hole well, haven’t I?” Rafe asked, pressing the length protruding from his boxers, against your stomach, “You can take more, okay?”

You nodded, although Rafe’s question was rhetorical. Rafe didn’t like you sad, but he certainly like seeing your teary face. Your pajamas were the cherry on top, including the convenient little flap on the back that allowed for easy access, “Turn around on your side, little girl,” Rafe commanded gruffly, “This will help you sleep.”

“Daddy…” You whined as you did exactly as Rafe ordered.

“Right here, not going anywhere,” Rafe pushed his crotch into your ass, bringing his lips close to your ear. He ground against you as he carefully pulled down the front zipper of your onesie. He needed to feel your nipples between his fingers, your breasts in his large hands. He also needed your pussy dripping for him, knowing he couldn’t fuck you when you were already sore without any lubrication. He reached into your onesie, finding your mound easily, and began to rub circles over your sensitive area, “Daddy needs you so badly.”

You squirmed, but you were tightly pressed against him. He teased you, moving back and forth from your clit to your breasts. He’d rub your breast until you were aching below, and when you started to feel close, he’d go back to teasing your nipples.

He got you to a point where you were so stimulated that you were already orgasming with three slow and deep strokes inside of you. You were convulsing around him, unable to contain your moans, but Rafe wrapped his hand around your mouth and continued to pump inside of you. It certainly wasn’t as rough as earlier, but Rafe could feel you squeezing him tighter, “You feel how happy you make me, Bambi?” Rafe grunted, “Daddy wouldn’t want to cum in any other pussy than yours — Jesus.”

Rafe finished inside of you. He hadn’t lost all of his energy, though, moving his hands back to your clit, as he filled you up. He didn’t stop until your legs were shaking and you were cumming again.

“Thank me.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” You spoke breathlessly.

Now that your Daddy was allowing you out of the house, there were new rules for you to learn. Of course, you weren’t allowed to talk to strangers unless they were girls you met at dance class. You had to go by Y/N, Y/L/N, and Rafe had given you an ID to carry around when you couldn’t be together. If anyone asked who you were to Rafe, you could just say that you were his girlfriend and you’d moved in with him a few months ago. That wasn’t far from the truth, so you didn’t imagine that would feel like lying.

A few days after he showed you the ballet company, he let you tag along to run errands with him. For most of the time you sat in the car, watching him pump gas, stop at different businesses, and shake hands with men who seemed amused by every word Rafe said. You noticed people tended to stare at him, especially as the two of you walked through the grocery store together.

“Did people always stare at you like this?”

“They used to stare at my Dad; he used to be the King of this place,” You nodded, twirling the ribbon in your hair as Rafe pushed the cart along, “I don’t think people expected me to come back.”

“Well, since you’re Dad is gone. I guess you’re the King now,” You flashed him a smile.

“Maybe so,” Rafe conceded.

“Oooh, look!” You pointed at something in the refrigerated section that caught your eye, and your feet were already moving towards it. As soon as you pulled open the glass door, you felt Rafe’s strong hands around your bicep, stopping you. You whipped back to see eyes narrowed at you and his serious face.

“You can’t just run away from me like that,” He snapped, “Jesus . . . don’t do that, okay?”

“I’m sorry,” You squeaked, “I just saw . . . they have so many types of iced coffee. They have peppermint, and caramel and mocha-”

“Coffee isn’t good for you.”

“You let me eat sweets all the time, and those aren’t good for me,” The words came out before you could stop them. You couldn’t help but feel frustrated. Rafe offered you the world, but at the same time, he controlled so many aspects of it.

You’d pissed him off; you could immediately see it in his face. His hand still on your arm, Rafe leaned closer to you, “You’re going to stand right next to the cart for the rest of the time we’re in here, and you’re not going to say another word, okay? I don’t want to hear it.”

You let the door go just as Rafe let your arm go. You crossed your arms, knowing you had no other choice than to keep your mouth closed. Rafe didn’t have much to say after that, and you let him brood on his own.

You were standing near the fresh produce; Rafe was picking out the vegetables that Lana had written on the grocery list when you saw a woman approaching your cart. She had caramel skin and pretty curls that were tamed by a messy bun on top of her head. She was holding a small shopping basket, but she didn’t seem to have any care for any of the items inside as she stomped closer to the two of you, red in her eyes.

“Rafe Cameron!” She didn’t seem even to perceive you as she stared Rafe down. You watched his reaction closely and how his contempt quickly switched from you to her.

“Kie, long time no see,” He didn’t express much emotion other than through his eyes, making him appear stoic.

The woman, Kie, didn’t hide any of her emotions, “I know what you did.”

“What’s that?” Rafe tilted his head.

“You know what exactly I’m talking about,” She pointed a finger at him, tears in her eyes, “Your day is coming–”

He proceeded to talk over her, “Hey, let your Mom and pops know Cameron Development is still interested in working with them. I have the perfect property for their next restaurant. I mean, an absolutely gorgeous spot.”

“Fuck you, Rafe,” You covered your mouth in shock.

“It was nice catching up with you too, Kie,” He winked as the woman walked away.

You watched as Rafe’s hands squeezed into a fist and then how tightly they wrapped around the cart’s handle.

“Daddy-”

“Let’s go, Bambi.”

“Rafe-”

“I didn’t want to hear it before; I definitely don’t want to hear your mouth now. Let’s go.”

You bit your tongue and fell back into step with him. You supposed a king couldn't be loved by all his subjects.

PART 6

Please reblog if you enjoyed and let me know what you think/predictions for the future!

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sarhcameron · 1 year

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WHEN JJ SAID KIARA'S CAT'S NAME WAS MARLEY I STARTED LAUGHING BECAUSE THAT'S JIARA'S DAUGHTER'S NAME IN LITERALLY ALL FANFICS

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renegadesstuff · 10 months

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It's been four months since Jiara returned and I've missed them ever since 🥺🤍

#outer banks #outer banks season 3 #obx #obx season 3 #obx s3 #kiara carrera #jj maybank #jj and kiara #kiara x jj #jj x kiara #kiara and jj #jiara

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tvshowscouples · 1 month

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If you love JJ&Kiara (Outer Banks) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

#jiara #kiara and jj #jj and kiara #jj maybank #rudy pankow #outer banks #obx #kiara x jj #madison bailey #kiara carrera #jj x kiara #team jiara

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p4l23 · 11 months

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It was another beautiful, hot, sunny day in the OBX. JJ didn't have anything planned with the charter boat.Kiara taking a day off from the turtle sanctuary. So JJ and Kiara decided they would go surfing. It was just them, John B and Sarah were busy working at the surf shop. Pope busy with school and Cleo helping Heyward at the shop. They loved hanging out with the rest of the Pogues but it was also great to just be alone together.

They had been out on the water all day. Only taking a few breaks here and there. Taking turns catching waves.

As the sun started to set they both just straddled their boards, sat by each other. Watching as the sky started to fill with beautiful oranges, purples, reds, and pinks. Feeling the sway of the waves rocking them.

The sunset was beautiful but all JJ had eyes for was Kie. Watching her skin and eyes light up. Watching her smile as she looks out at the horizon,soaking up the beauiful view.

JJ hadn't even been paying attention, too busy looking at the beautiful Goddess in front of him. Who he is lucky to have as a girlfriend and a best friend. When he hears his name being called.

"Jayj?" He looks up to her eyes to see her already looking at him with a questioning look "huh what??" He said. she laughs and rolls her eyes. And turns to look back out at the horizon. "I said isn't the view pretty?" She repeats. JJ looks out at the sunset but his eyes making their way back over to his girl again. "Yeah, my view of you is perfect." She looks over at him to see him looking at her smiling. She blushes and she smiles that smile that can take his breath away.

"I love you Jayj"

"I love you too Kie"

#jiara fanfic #jj maybank x kiara carrera #jj/kiara #kiara and jj #kiara x jj #jiara fanfiction #jj x kiara #jj x kie

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stormberry-12 · 1 year

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the pogues/ESPECIALLY JJ would protect innocent!reader SO MUCH. like she could be the youngest or something and they would go back for her (for ex. when they had to leave jb in s3). anyways jj would so definitely say something like, “you’re like their little sister, but you’re MY girl.” yk

my woman ~ jj maybank x reader

Ahh yes, I totally agree, and I LOVE the innocent!reader and JJ trope>>>

summary: in the ask! not from season 3 but a close concept. :)

pairing: jj x innocent!fem!reader

warnings: slight language, reader in danger, mega fluff.

notes: lowercase intended, this was made late at night and not rlly edited srry if its bad lmao, (jj requests open still)

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you shifted around and felt the sun on your face as your eyes fluttered open. you were in the twinkie bumping along a winding road, clinging onto jj, who was sitting in his seat, like a koala. or as jay called it, "the front pack", it was like a piggyback but on his front because he always wanted to check on you and make sure you were okay.

you shifted your legs around his torso and lifted your head from the crook of his neck.

"hiya, cupcake," he whispered softly, taking one of his arms that was wrapped around you and moving it so he could brush strands of hair from out of your eyes. "good nap?"

you nodded, wiping the sleep from your eyes, and he smiled. you suddenly recalled how you had gotten here and relief washed over you.

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you were running through alleyways on the cut, you felt betrayed. where had the pogues gone? they were there with you five seconds ago and now you were running away from those bloody square groupers alone.

over by the pogues, jj was having a mental breakdown, "where did she go man?"

"damn it!" john b exclaimed."pope, i thought she was behind you when we cut down this way!

"we have to go back for her-" jj houghed.

"i don't know jay..."

"no... no. we have to." he held his hat in one hand and ran the other through his hair in distress.

"he's right, we have to." pope agreed.

"come on man, we finally lost those guys and now you want to follow em?" john b sighed.

"jb you of all people should understand, she's like a little sister to you man! she's still only 16 and this kind of stuff scares the shit out of her, i can't do that to her guys-"

"john b we're going after her," kie pleaded.

"god! we're wasting time, i'm gonna go after her, even if i have to do it by myself!" jj ran off in your last seen direction. john b gave in and followed along with the rest of the pogues, they all knew jj was right, and their group wouldn't survive without you.

as you continued to run, blood pumping through your ears, you looked for the best spot to hide behind, trying to throw them off. you slid behind a large dumpster and listened as the sets of footsteps of the two men ran past you.

you waited a moment, calming your breathing before you moved from behind the bin. you jumped as the footsteps came back in your direction, but instead of those square groupers, it was jj and the pogues.

"y/n!" j sighed in relief scooping you up into his arms. "I'm so sorry, that will never happen again-"

you just stood there too exhausted to complain, your face buried in his chest. john b brought the twinkie around the corner and you all piled in, driving off into the night.

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"you came back for me," you smiled at your boyfriend wrapping your arms around his neck, still facing him on his lap.

"of course," jj said. "you know you're like their little sister, we honestly would fall apart without you... and your my girl."

"your girl?" you giggled.

"my girl, my woman, my soulmate." he repeated smoothly pressing his forehead to yours and closing his eyes. "you sure you're okay?"

"yeah," you said, leaning into his touch, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. "perfect,"

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#jj maybank blurb #jj maybank #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x reader #obx fanfiction #outer banks #john b routledge #kiara carrera #pope hayward #sarah cameron #innocent reader #obx

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