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mrsstarkey1 · 1 year

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it must be fate - jj maybank

SUMMARY: the three times that fate pulled you and JJ together ; very loosely based on Invisible String by Taylor Swift - requested by @willowpains

WORD COUNT: 3.3k

WARNINGS: curse words

a/n: i absolutely adore this fic and i have an idea for a part two, so lmk if u want it

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THE FIRST TIME: the meeting

The minute you walk through the classroom door, all eyes are instantly on you. Your tiny hands tighten around your backpack straps and you take in a deep, shaky breath.

“What’s your name sweetie?” the teacher at the front of the room asks you sweetly, after you’ve been silent for a couple moments.

“Um- y/n. I just moved here,” you mutter, feeling a familiar burn on your cheeks as you try to avoid eye contact with all of the kids staring at you.

“Hello y/n, welcome to OBX Middle School,” she glances around the room, searching for a place to direct you to. “I think we have a full class, but Zoe isn’t here today, so you can go ahead and take a seat there. Right next to JJ,” she points to an open seat, and your eyes find the boy she’s talking about.

The boy in question turns around in his seat, eyes meeting yours. You take a moment to look at him. His blonde hair fell over his forehead freely, and he wore khakis and a red t-shirt stained with what you can only imagine as dirt; he looked disheveled in almost every way, but he wore a smile on his face that made it almost impossible for you to look away.

You realize, far too late, that you’ve been staring for awfully too long. You shuffle over to the seat, a shy smile on your face directed at the boy- JJ. You liked that name. You wondered what it was short for.

You put your bag next to your chair, shuffling through it to find your pencil bag. Your hand grips it, and as you pull it out of the bag, it slips out of your hand and falls to the floor with an audible thud. You close your eyes for a short moment in embarrassment.

You open your eyes, ready to reach down and pick it up, but JJ already has it in his hands, holding it out to you. “Here,” he says simply, the same kind smile on his face.

“Thank you,” you breathe out, a slight chuckle leaving your lips. “I’m y/n,” you say quietly, only wanting the boy to hear and not the rest of the class.

The boys smile widens, “I’m JJ.”

“Anything you’d like to share with the class, Mr. Maybank?” the teacher questions, her voice raised.

“No, ma’am,” JJ says with a small smirk, sending one last glance your way.

“Alright then. Pay attention, and stop corrupting the new girl,” she says, a slight joking tone in her voice.

Your cheeks turn red at the mention of you, but your lips twitch into a smile when you see the look on JJ’s face.

Five minutes ago, you’d walked into the classroom terrified of being in a whole new town and school. But now, for some reason you couldn’t possibly explain, as you looked at JJ, you felt calm.

In that moment, you felt like maybe being the new kid wouldn’t be as terrible as you’d thought.

THE SECOND TIME: the halloween dance

Your hands fiddle with the hem of your skirt as you stand on your tiptoes, scanning the room for your date. Your nose scrunched up when you said the word in your head, ‘date’. You were only in 7th grade, and you’d never dated before. You didn’t even like Johnathon like that, so you didn’t know why your heart was clenched tightly and your eyes welled up with tears when you couldn’t find him.

It had been nearly an hour since the dance started; since you were supposed to meet Johnathon at the front doors.

You let an irritated, embarrassed, and sad sigh escape your lips as you sit down on the bleachers, as you finally realized that Johnathon was not coming. And you’d worn this extremely uncomfortable cowgirl costume for nothing. Dressing as Jessie and Woody for the Halloween Dance had been Johnathans idea; he’d said it would be the perfect couples costume. It had excited you, if you were being honest, to be a part of a couples costume. But now you’d desperately wished that you’d never said yes in the first place.

You stand up off of the bleachers after mentally coming to the decision that you needed to leave. When your gaze directs toward the double doors of the gym, your eye just barely catches the back of a brown cowboy hat. Woody’s cowboy hat.

Your eyes widen in surprise, and your feet begin to move before you can let another thought enter your mind. You reach Johnathan, tapping him on the shoulder excitedly. He turns around, cowboy boots slapping against the wood floor and you take a step back when you see the cowboys face. Your eyes trail over the boy’s outfit, eyebrows furrowing together. He was woody, all right, but he was not Johnathan. “JJ?”

JJ’s eyes narrow for a split second, giving your costume a once over. “Y/n?” he asks, a shocked smile developing on his face. “Wow, I haven’t seen you in forever.”

You nod in agreement, still a little rattled by the strangeness of this moment. JJ Maybank - the boy you sat next to in 4th grade and hadn’t talked to since, was standing in front of you wearing the costume that coupled with yours, and the original owner of the costume idea was no where to be found. Strange, you think.

“I’ve never seen you at a dance before,” you say, shifting on your feet.

JJ sighs, “yeah, I didn’t really want to come, but some of my friends convinced me, and now I don’t know where the hell they went,” he says, irritated as he looks around the gym aimlessly. His eyes shift back to you after a moment, “I like your costume,” he says with a small smile.

Your cheeks turn pink, you’re not sure why. “Crazy, isn’t it? That we’re matching. I was supposed to meet Jackson here; he was supposed to be Woody too, but I haven’t seen him.”

JJ frowns at the disappointment in your voice that you were trying to cover up. “Well, it’s a good thing you have a back-up Woody,” he says with a smile, gesturing to himself.

You chuckle, “you’re offering to keep me company?” you ask, a hopeful smile playing on your lips.

JJ nods, stepping toward you a little and extending his hand. “Well, we do have matching costumes,” he says with a smile and a small shrug.

Suddenly, with one touch of your hands to JJ's, every thought about Johnathan had left your mind. Matter of fact, every thought that didn't have to do with the blonde boy in front of you, had left your mind.

Maybe this dance won't be so bad, you thought.

THE THIRD TIME: the party

You were absolutely fucking plastered.

The realization hit you when you tripped over literally nothing and slammed into the wall, the wind being knocked out of you. All you can do is laugh hysterically as you push your body off the wall, attempting to steady yourself.

You lean your back against the wall, giving into your exhaustion a little. You’d been at this party for hours, you think. You don’t actually know how long you’ve been here, all you know is that you’ve had a drink in your hand the entire time. And when a drink is in your hand, you drink it.

You normally didn’t drink this much at parties, you swear. Multiple factors went into this night being… different. Your friends who had invited you were absolutely nowhere to be found, and you’d really been looking forward to going to this party for weeks. You hadn't gone to any social event in what felt like forever, so getting back out there was exciting - at first. Now, you were absolutely wasted and alone, at a party where you didn't really even know anyone.

You notice the lack of weight of the red solo cup in your hand, frowning at the sight of the bottom of the cup through the tiny bit of clear liquid that was left.

On your way over to the drink table, you run straight into a tall figure, and two arms reach out to steady you. “Woah woah- watch where ur going,” he says harshly.

“My bad,” you slur, involuntarily laugh leaving your lips.

The guys eyes land on yours, noticing your clear intoxication, “Hey, y/n, right?” You nod lazily, only humming in response. “I’m Jackson, if you didn’t already know,” he says, cockiness in his voice evident to you even in his drunken state.

You smile anyway, holding out your hand, “nice to meet ya.”

He chuckles, shaking your hand tightly. “Whatchu drinkin’ there?” he asks, peeking his eyes over into your cup.

You look at it too, swirling the small amount of liquid around a couple times. You shrug, “dunno. It’s good, but it’s almost empty.”

The boy chuckles, eyes scanning over you one more time, “I hear Cameron hides some top shelf shit up in his room,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Wanna go check it out?”

Alarm bells go off in your brain - the part that’s still somewhat aware of what’s happening. You stay silent, but you shake your head a little. Your mind says no. Your body also says no. But the strong hand suddenly wrapped around your wrist says ‘you don’t have a choice.’

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“Come on, JJ,” John B says, putting the twinkie in park.

JJ groaned, “why the fuck do I have to go in? Didn’t you say it would take ‘literally two seconds,’” he mocked him in a deep voice.

John B rolls his eyes, “just come the fuck on. You can grab a couple free beers,” he said with a slight smirk, knowing that would get him.

JJ huffs, shaking his head as he opens the passenger seat door, then slamming it shut.

“I just have to drop off Sarah's bag she left at my place, then we’ll be out of here. 5 minutes, tops.”

“Whatever,” JJ mutters, leaning against the wall and sipping a beer. He lets out an irritated sigh, eyes mindlessly scanning around the party. Maybe he’d find someone with something better than shitty beer.

His eyes go past two figures on the stairs, immediately doing a double take. His eyes narrow at the scene, and then he recognizes you. You, who he hasn’t seen in years. His eyes stay on you for a couple moments, but once the shock leaves him, he notices the other figure. A guy, a kook he barely recognizes dragging you up the steps.

“Ouch,” he reads your lips from across the room, unable to hear over the music and voices around him.

That’s all it takes for JJ to snap out of his trance of shock, pushing himself off the wall and rushing toward the stairs. He pushes his way through the crowd, bumping shoulders with everyone in his way. “Hey!” he calls out, finally in range of you and the kook dragging you up the stairs. He moves up the stairs, placing himself in between you and the douche bag. “Get off of her,” JJ says through gritted teeth, eyeing his grip on your arm. You look up at him, the look in your eyes grateful even though you’re not entirely aware of the situation.

“The fuck’s your problem, Maybank?” the guy barks out, letting go of you to use both his hands to shove JJ’s chest.

JJ doesn’t flinch, the only movement in his body being the clench of his jaw. “Leave the girl alone,” he says lowly, eyes flickering to you just for a moment.

Jackson chuckles, “this is none of your business, pogue. We were just heading upstairs to talk, right y/n?”

You gulp, leaning against the wall for support, your head spinning. “I-” you start, before realizing words won’t make it past the tip of your tounge. Your eyes meet JJ’s, and all you can do is shake your head and hope he knows what to do.

“Son of a bitch,” JJ mutters. He pulls his arm back, only a second before his fist makes contact with Jackson’s face, his body immediately making contact with the wall.

Small gasps are heard from all around the room, but the intrigue of the scene only lasts a moment before people go back to how they were before.

Your eyes trail down to Jackson’s practically limp body slumped up against the wall. Relief floods through your body, and suddenly you feel even dizzier than you did before. “Hey, hey,” JJ’s hands are suddenly on your hips, supporting your weight. “Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“No,” you manage to croak out, your throat closed up tightly and tears welling in your eyes unwillingly. “I wanna- I wanna go home, JJ,” you say, your voice lower than a whisper.

JJ nods intently, “of course. I’ll take you, okay?” he asks for confirmation.

You simply nod, slinging your arm around his neck. JJ keeps his arm tightly around your waist as he guides you down the stairs and toward the front door. He practically carries you all the way out to the Twinkie, and he helps you into the passengers seat.

“I’ll be right back, okay? Just gotta get the keys,” he says, giving your leg a gentle squeeze.

You nod lazily, your eyes squeezed shut and your head against the headrest.

JJ comes back a few minutes later, keys in hand. “I’m sure John B won’t mind staying the night there,” he mumbled as he slides into the drivers seat. He glances over at you, “you still doing alright?”

“Mhm,” you hum softly, eyes opening to meet his, “thank you.”

JJ smiles a little, the look in his eyes still filled with worry, “let’s get you home.”

You nod, shutting your eyes again in attempt to stop the headache you can already feel creeping in. On the drive home, you go over the events that just took place in your head; what you remember of them, anyways.

Your hand traces over the red mark on your arm, and you can practically still feel Jackson’s hand wrapped tightly around it. Along with that, the ache in your stomach came back, the terrified feeling that you’d had had you were pulled up the stairs; as with every step, you lost a little more of your free will.

You hadn’t realized that your breathing had become deeper-more scattered, until JJ’s hand was on you, just above your knee. “Hey,” he said softly, lightly shaking your leg. “Are you okay?”

You let out a shaky breath, placing your hand over his and squeezing tightly. “Yeah, yeah I think so,” you breathe out, looking out the window and only then realizing that’d you’d made it home.

JJ’s eyes stay on you, rapidly searching your eyes to see if you were telling the truth. The look he finds in your eyes is the same one he could see from all away across the room at the party: scared. “Let’s go inside, okay?” he says softly, the look on your face making his heart clench.

You nod slowly, moving to open the door. “I got it, I got it, I got it,” JJ said quickly, jumping out of the Twinkie and running to open your door for you.

You let out a laugh for the first time of the night, your chest feeling a little less heavy as JJ scooped you up in his arms and carried you all the way to your bedroom.

JJ grabs you some comfier clothes, after being told which drawers to look through. He helps you take your makeup off, and run a brush through your hair so it won’t be tangled in the morning.

By the end of your long routine, the effect of the alcohol is wearing off slightly, and now you just feel sick. And oh-so tired. “M’gonna sleep now,” you say with a yawn, lying yourself down on your bed under the covers that JJ had moved over for you.

JJ nods with a small smile, looking over you one more time. “I’ll head out, then. Anything else you need?”

Your heart clenches at the thought of being alone, “could you-” you take a breath, “could you stay, maybe? Just until I fall asleep.”

JJ’s eyes soften, instantly nodding. “Course,” he says simply, kicking his shoes of and lying on the bed next to you, on top of the covers.

You try to sleep, you really do. But your thoughts keep you wide awake. You replay the events of the night in your head, over and over again. And no matter how many times you do, you can’t get over how lucky you were that JJ was there.

“Hey, JJ?” you ask softly, unable to stop yourself as the thoughts in your still slightly drunken mind became too hard to ignore.

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever feel like..” you pause for a moment, searching for the right words. “Like there’s something that pulls us together? Like me and you?”

JJ’s body shifts toward you at your words, “what do you mean?”

You take in a breath, “I dunno, like-” you shift on the bed, body now facing him. “Remember when we first met? On my first day of 4th grade?” He nods. “I was so petrified of starting at a new school. I was positive that it was going to be the worst experience of my life. But then, Zoe Lambert happened to be sick that day, and I just happened to have to sit in that seat next to you. And something about you, JJ, I don’t know what it was, but it made me feel like maybe everything would be okay. It was like meeting you in that moment was exactly what I needed,” you spoke softly, not meeting his eyes. His silent intrigue made you go on, “Then at the 7th grade Halloween Dance. Jackson Brantley stood me up, and I was devastated. Sitting on the bleachers, all alone in my Jessie costume, I was fully ready to leave the dance and go cry myself to sleep. But then, I saw you who just happened to be dressed in a Woody costume. What was about to go down as my most embarrassing night, turned into one of the most fun nights I’ve ever had. Just because you happened to be there in the other half of my couples costume. And then…tonight,” you finally looked up to meet his eyes, which were already looking at you intently. “JJ, I don’t know what would have happened if you weren’t there,” you were whispering now, not trusting your own voice.

“But I was,” he says softly, hand reaching out to the side of your face. “Nothing happened, okay? You’re safe,” he reassures, eyes scanning yours rapidly.

You offer him a small smile, “I know,” you say, bringing your hand up to tighten around his. “Because you just happened to be there,” you add.

JJ smiles a little, mind going back to what you were saying before.

something pulling you together

“I never realized how weird it was, the ways we’ve run into each other over the years. It’s almost like-” he starts, only stopping when his eyes came back to yours.

“Like what?” you breathe out, voice barely above a whisper.

“Fate?” he offers, a questioning tone of his voice.

“Fate,” you repeat softly, a smile playing at your lips as you think about it. “That must be it,” you come to the conclusion aloud.

You let out a breath, relieved that you’ve finally spoken to JJ about the thought that’s been poking at the back of your mind for years now.

Your previous exhaustion comes back to you quickly, and before you can stop yourself, you lay your head on JJ’s chest. You feel JJ’s fingers comb through your hair, his steady breath hitting your forehead.

Before you drift to sleep, your last lazy thought slips out of your mouth, “kinda like an invisible little string.”

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mayfieldss · 8 months

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Slow dancing with JJ...

JJ Maybank wasn't one for dancing. He would do it whilst drunk, a bit of fun with friends or for a joke to make John B smile when the boy was down. But JJ wasn't a dancer. You wouldn't catch him dead slow-dancing to some sweet, romantic song with any girl. Unless of course, that girl was you.

When you asked him to dance, everything changed. His views on the concept shifted like puzzle pieces finding a new form, and when he took your hands in his, he was comfortable handing his whole life over to the soft embrace of said romantic tunes he claimed to hate. He would slow dance with you until he couldn't stand any longer, and even then, he didn't think he'd want to stop. Having you so close to him, your arms over his shoulders, fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck. His own body pressed to yours, hands on your hips, or resting delicately on your back. In the small moments where he chooses to dance with you, and only you, he understands just how deeply in love he's fallen. So much so that's he's entirely willing to do something he otherwise wouldn't be caught dead doing.

"You wanna dance?" it gets to the point where he's the one asking you, his need to feel your gentle affection, that bonded closeness he can find as he sways with you taking over. The other pouges can't help but tease him and yet, he can't bring himself to care if they do. He's in too deep, drowning in all thoughts of you and the worst part is he doesn't want to be saved. If this is what his life is destined to be, long nights with your body grazing his, your head on his chest as the music slows, he wants to live so badly that it might just kill him.

JJ hates dancing, but he would fight a thousand wars just to dance with you.

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obx-pogue4life · 1 year

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Donut Dick

Summary: JJ thinks he's funny when he puts a donut on his dick and tells you he's got a snack for you but you turn the tables on him and go from silly to sexy, making him absolutely insane and dying for his release

Warning: Cum play, daddy kink, oral sex, dirty talk, squirting, ball play, kissing, fingering, hand job, food (mentions of eating a donut), begging, taunting, teasing, orgasm denial, boob and nipple play, intense orgasms. I hope I didn’t miss any and if I did, let me know

Author's Note: Hi everyone! So it’s been quite a while since I’ve written and posted anything- I can’t believe it’s been over 6 months! I just wanted to take a minute to say thank you for sticking with me after all this time! Whether you are someone who follows me or just someone who happened to stumble across this post, I appreciate your support and taking the time to read my work very much! I hope you enjoy this weird and sexy story I’ve come up with, it’s basically 5000 words of ridiculously silly filth haha I figured I might as well come back with a bang! GO BIG OR GO HOME, RIGHT??!? 😂❤️

"Hey babe, come here," I hear my boyfriend JJ yell from the kitchen.

Groaning to myself, I put my phone down and yell back, "What is it? I don't wanna get up!" and go back to scrolling on my phone.

About a minute goes by and I hear JJ say again in a weirdly peppy sing song voice, "y/n... I've got something for youuuuu" he drawls out. "Come on babe, I made you a snack" he says again trying to coax me.

I groan again but start to get up because I'm sorta hungry and a snack sounds pretty good right about now. I make my way towards the kitchen and nearly drop my phone when I see the sight that's presented before me. Standing smack dab in the middle of the kitchen is a completely naked JJ, standing there in only his black socks! He's got one leg up on a kitchen chair and his arms proudly on his hips, grinning at me like a lunatic. This man also has a full on erection and has decided to hang a fucking donut from his cock. I'm desperately trying to hold in my giggles but then he starts swiveling his hips in a circle and puts his hands behind his head and gives little thrusts and I just lose my cool completely and can't stop laughing at him.

"Like what you see babe," JJ says in a fake sexy accent, adding to my laughter.

"Oh yeah baby, dance for me you sexy hunk of man," I manage to get out while he try's to spin the donut on his cock like a circus trick.

I'm laughing so hard at this point, I have tears streaming down my face and I can't breathe. He is so silly sometimes, I just don't know what to do with him.

"Come on take a bite of the snack I made you," he coaxed cheekily. "I want you to pull it off my cock with your teeth."

I roll my eyes and flip him off but he just laughs at me and grins that goofy grin again, still playing with his dick and twirling that damn donut.

I decide to have a little bit of fun of my own and slowly walk over to him, stripping my pants, top and bra off on the way, before immediately dropping to my knees in front of him.

"Oh my god, are you actually going for this? Holy shit! I was just kidding y/n but fuck, yes! Will you really eat a donut off my dick?" He asks, genuinely unsure if I'm really gonna do it.

"Anything for you J," I say in a mock of his sing song voice from earlier. I can hear his breathing hitch and I lean forward ever so slightly and stick my tongue out and gently lick the tip of his still hard cock, making him softly groan out.

"Oh shit" I can hear him mutter a few times as I open my mouth a little more and swirl my tongue around his head and start gently sucking. I decide to keep my hands to myself and while I'm sucking his tip I start to play with my breasts and squeeze my nipples. It feels so good I moan out in my own pleasure, causing his cock to twitch in my mouth. I look up at him through my eyelashes and continue what I'm doing, looking right into his eyes. A few more moans from me and he's nearly there and I've barely touched him yet. I stop abruptly and sit on my heels and wipe the corner of my mouth with my thumb, sticking it in my mouth after and licking off and precum that got on my face.

"Hmmm," I say to him sort of as a question. I really am hungry and lean in to take a bite of that donut that's been staring me in the face. I hold it with my hand so it doesn't crumble and lick some of the frosting off before swallowing and taking another nibble. JJ is looking at me with wide eyes and I can tell that this weird show I'm putting on for him is really turning him on. I take one more nibble and let the donut break apart in my hand and sexily lick the frosting off my wrist purposely leaving the remaining frosting on my fingers. "You want some," I ask him innocently and put my fingers up to his mouth, teasing him. He leans down and licks the chocolate off my fingers and swallows hard, still looking down at me while I'm kneeling before him and wondering what I'm gonna do next. I don't waste any time and put the rest of the donut on the tabletop. "Looks like someone's been playing with their food... such a naughty boy. Guess I'll just have to clean you up..." and I hear him suck in another deep breath in anticipation.

I lean forward again and begin to kitten lick his cock, making sure to tease his tip and the underside of his shaft while I lick up all the remaining frosting and donut bits that are left behind. He lets out a content sigh and I smile into him, temporarily releasing him from my mouth. "Do you like that baby?" I coo to him. "Does my tongue against your cock feel good?" I ask. He nods his head quickly while I look up at him, putting his dick back in my mouth, taking him in completely. "Fuck yes y/n, that feels so good," he moans out and gives me an animalistic growl. "Fucckkkk."

I start bobbing my head and swirling my tongue, letting him go further and further down my throat. I love the way he's grunting and moaning. I love being able to make him lose himself in such a short amount of time. He reaches down and brushes some of the hair out of my eyes that has fallen forward and I pull back to get a breath. "You look so gorgeous with my cock in your mouth," he breathily says to me, instantly making me blush. I look away for a minute and notice he's got some frosting on his balls and an idea plants itself in my head. I quickly lean forward again and gently cradle his balls in my hand. "Y/n what are you-," he begins to say but I quickly cut him off.

"I promise I'll be extra gentile J, can I?" I ask him, half thinking he's gonna tell me no and to stop. He doesn't usually like his balls messed with but the few times he has let me play with them, I know he enjoyed it.

"Sure babe, I trust you. Just be extra careful, ok?" He says a tad hesitantly. A huge smile spreads across my face and I gently move my fingers up under them and feel around a little.

"Such cute little donut holes you have J," I say sitting back on my heels. He grins at me and and laughs.

"Oh I know you did not just call my balls donut holes, you weirdo," he says throwing his head back still giggling.

"I am not the weirdo here, sir, you are!" I say, clutching my chest and faking great shock. "You started this whole thing baby and I'm just finishing it," I smile coyly. "You made quite the mess earlier, J. I think I'm just gonna have to lick that silly left over frosting right off of you if we're ever gonna get you cleaned up," I say and bat my eyes as I look up at him. His leg is still propped up on the chair and he nods his head and opens his leg up a little wider so I can get in there better. He gives me another nod and an excited smile and I lean in forward once again, putting myself face to face with his cock and balls.

I grab his cock with one hand push it up towards his stomach. With my other hand I trace the veins on the underside of his shaft with my fingertips and then my tongue. I can hear him take another deep breath in and out and I can feel his body relaxing. I continue to run my tongue along his veiny underside for a minute and then move down to where his cock actually meets his balls. It's fleshy and sorta squishy and as soon as I press my tongue to it I can feel him stiffen up a little. I put my hands on his thighs, rubbing them reassuringly. "I promise I'll be gentle baby, don't worry," I breathily say. He lets out a deep breath and his body relaxes again. Just using the tip of my tongue, I tease that delicate space between his cock and balls, gently licking up and down and back and forth. His breathing quickens a little and I can tell he's starting to enjoying this. I move down a little lower every time I lick and pretty soon I'm right on top of his balls. I decide to place a gentle kiss on them and to kiss all around his pelvis and at the base of his shaft. Anything I can do to ease his mind and let him relax so he can enjoy this. I notice his tip leaking again and brush the precum off with my fingertip. "Looks like you're starting to enjoy this baby," I tell him. He smiles and nods again and just watches me silently, waiting for my next move.

I use his cum like lipgloss, spreading it evenly on my lips and puckering them. "Jesus Christ" I hear him say under his breath. I look directly at him and suck the remaining cum off my finger as seductively as I can. I hear a loud gulp come from him and I smile to myself knowing that all this is working. His dick twitches in my hand again and I immediately lick my lips a little and start softly kissing and licking his inner thighs, head and shaft. He moans out in appreciation and slightly bucks his hips into my face. I quickly make my way back to his balls and feel his breathing quicken a little but he's still very relaxed. With just the tip of my tongue I circle each orb with feather light touches and can feel the weightlessness they each seem to possess. Running my tongue all around them and over the seam in between cause my boyfriend to let out a manly shriek and groan and his sounds make me instantly stop, not knowing if it was a good sound or a bad one.

"Oh my gosh, are you ok baby? I'm so sorry, I was being so careful, I -" Fuck, no. Feels so... good... babe please... keep... going..." he barely gets out, his breathing is so erratic. "Aww baby I love how good I'm making you feel, you sound so sexy coming undone for me. Don't hold back J, you're making me so wet every time I hear you moan. My panties are soaked for you. Your voice alone in driving me crazy but it's still your turn baby," I say as he reaches for me. I gently push his hand back towards his chest and put my hands on my tits and massage them a little and tweak my nipples. "Mmmm," I let out slowly as I rock my body a little. "This feels good but it's better when you touch me, baby," I tease. His eyes go wide and he licks his lips but I ignore it. I squeeze my breasts together and bounce them with my hands a little and just stare at him and then stop and just smile. "Later," I say and wink at him. "Shit" was all my boyfriend could say.

Satisfied that I had teased him long enough, I dove right back in and started to sensually and slowly lick all around his balls and his ballsack. I could tell he was as relaxed as ever because when I gently started sucking on one of them and ever so delicately pulled it into my mouth, he didn't even flinch. I made a humming noise as I swirled my tongue around and gently pushed my mouth all around it, cupping it around my lips. He grunted and squirmed in satisfaction as I released that ball from my mouth and quickly but softly licked up and down his seam. A long, breathy string of shits and fucks left his mouth and I used my hand to tease the tip of his cock again, the feeling of the two together giving him an extremely pleasurable sensation. I quickly repeated the process on his other ball and as I started to make my way back to his seam and started licking again, he gently tugged on my hair so I stopped. "Too much baby?," I half tease.

"Girl I need to sit... down," he part moans, part chuckles. "So fucking good," he said plopping down on the kitchen chair. Regaining his composure, he tells me he is so full and he needs to cum. "I swear if I don't cum right now, I'm gonna fucking explode," he pleads with me. "Please y/n let me fuck you. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel. Wanna hear you moan and scream my name over and over again. Plant my seed deep within your pussy and watch you get all swollen with my babies. Fuck, please babe, I want you. I need you," he pleads again.

"That sounds like a lot of fun baby, but it's gonna have to wait," I say getting comfortable on my knees. "I'm not done with you yet," I simply say and smile. A confused look spreads across his face and just as he's about to protest I bring my hands to my chest and start pulling and pinching my nipples. Rolling them between my fingertips, I let out a filthy cry of pleasure and he instantly goes silent and leans back in his chair to watch the show I'm putting on at his feet. I smile at him again and begin to kneed my breasts as I rock back and forth on my heels. I lean in slightly and grab his cock, licking it from base to tip and then stick it as far as I can down my throat while trying to swirl my tongue around him and not choke. I swallow around him and can hear those familiar grunts I love so much coming out of his mouth. Needing air, I pull him out of my mouth and take a much needed breath. "God I love you," JJ says to me, drunk off my mouth.

"You think you love me now J, just you wait baby," I say with a wink. I gently grab his hand and put it on his cock and place mine over his and start to pump his dick. Using my other hand I start teasing my nipples again, pleasuring ourselves in unison. As he starts to get the picture, I let his hand go and massage both my tits with both my hands. He continues to stroke himself while he watches me tease and grope my breasts and his dopey grin is all I need to see in order to know he's loving this just as much as I am. I start to moan his name and tell him I can't wait to feel him inside me when he quickly says that he's gonna cum. I immediately sit up and stop his hand movements and he groans out in frustration. "Why are you stopping me, do you need me to beg? Fuckkkk. Please let me cum babe, I'm so close. I was right there," he says slightly annoyed.

"I get to make you cum," I say sternly. "I get to make you feel good this time baby," I say a little softer.

"You're a terrible tease," he says sighing.

"I know!," you reply happily and then lean back on your heels again. You look at him with innocent eyes and squeeze and push your tits together and shake them a little.

"SEE!," he exclaims! "TEASE!," he fake yells.

"Look JJ, I just thought you might like to titty fuck your way home today, ok?," you say as nonchalantly as you can muster and shrug your shoulders. He leans down and roughly grabs your face with his hand and pulls you up a little so he can kiss you. His kiss is so needy and so rough. It's sloppy and wet but I love it. I smile into his desperation and let myself moan a little. He's so horny he is literally grinding into the kitchen chair and bucking his hips into my stomach. I pull away and grab my tits again and just stare at him for a minute while he eye fucks me. "So...?" I proposition him again. "You wanna cum all over these titties baby?," I say confidently, shaking my breasts and making them jiggle.

JJ licks his lips and mutters something incoherent while I lean back a little, offering my chest to him. He pumps his cock a bit to get himself started up again and then slaps his dick against each of my breasts a couple times. He takes his tip and circles my hardening nipples, getting them a bit sticky with his ever leaking dribbles of cum. I continue to hold my tits up for him while he plays with me and that dopey smile is back, plastered across his face. This man loves boobs. He'd play with them all day if I let him. I hardly ever let him cum on them though because it's messy and I just prefer him to cum inside of me so he knows that I'm doing all of this for his benefit. After a minute more of him rubbing his cock all over my tits and body he's made me sufficiently horny, way more than I thought I'd be with him just slapping my tits with his damn cock. Somehow it works for me though and I am slowly becoming an insane mess. Seeing him get so turned on was making me turned on and hearing him was even worse. He was overly ready, his tip was so red it looked like it might hurt, and that was fucking with me too. All I wanted to do was put it in my mouth and suck him dry but this wasn't about what I wanted. I was doing this for him.

I leaned forward and sat up a little again and kissed him. He stopped his movements and kissed me back. I pulled away slightly and kissed his cheek, down his jawline, down his neck and stopped right over his Adam's apple causing his head to roll back in pleasure. He loved when I sucked his skin right there and loved it even more when I left love bites for him to see later on. It was a sexy kink of his that I loved too. "I love you JJ," I quietly say into his neck.

"And I fucking love you y/n," he murmurs back immediately running his hands through my hair. I decided to take this opportunity while he was still blissed out from my neck kisses to put his eager cock between my breasts and start rubbing them up and down his shaft. With my hands, I pushed my tits together as tightly as I could while encompassing his rock hard dick. Up and down I went, letting my whole body bounce and trying to give him the most pleasure I possibly could. "Uhhhh... yes babe.... Fuck! I'm not gonna last much longer y/n.

"Let go baby, cum for me then," I sweetly coo. He groans and starts to buck himself up in between my breasts. Faster and faster he went, both of our breathing increasing as we meet each other's movements. His pumps getting rougher and faster yet. He was so close. I can't believe he's lasted this long, his stamina is always so sexy to me. I love the control he has over his body and just thinking about it makes me sweat. I am dripping wet and very thankful I've kept on my panties this entire time. After a few more quick thrusts he finally lets out that manly wail I've been longing to hear and I can feel his hot, thick ropes of cum go all over my upper body and onto my neck and face. We both slow our movements and just breathe together for a few seconds. I let go of my chest and his cock, pushing a little of the cum off my face and lick it off my finger. "Mmmm you taste so good, J," I sexily say and lean forward, kissing him on his wide open mouth. He's gawking at me again so I decide to finish my little show for him the only logical way I can think of. I pull away from the kiss and start massaging his cum into my breasts. "This feels so good, baby," I say, trying to keep eye contact. "I hope it was good for you."

"Best afternoon of my life, y/n," he says earnestly. He pulls me up onto my feet and pulls me onto his lap and kisses me again. I can feel his truth through his kiss and it makes my heart flutter.

Instantly his hands start roaming the sides of my body. His one hand brushes back and forth over my nipple while his other hand travels down to where I've been aching for him the most. He gently brushes a finger tip over my opening and immediately I can feel him smile into the crook of my neck. "You're actually dripping, y/n. Like legit dripping wet," he says completely in awe. Still stroking just my opening, he begins to kiss my neck and I can feel him start to suck on the spot that I know, he knows drives me crazy. "Mmmm that feels so good baby, don't stop," I moan out, arching my back slightly and letting my head fall back against him.

"You really have been torturing yourself as much as you have been torturing me, haven't you?" he lustily murmurs into my neck.

"Mmmhmmm," is all I can get out, followed by a sharp and deep breath in. He chuckles at me and says "does my pretty little tease of a girlfriend want to cum?" He questions. I shake my head yes and instinctively start to grind my ass against his leg. "Jesus, you're desperate for a release aren't you babe'" he whispers.

"Please," I whisper back, sounding way more needy than I intended.

"You want my fingers in that pretty little pussy? Like this?" He questions, slowly moving my panties to the side and dipping one finger into my waiting folds. In and out, he shallowly teases my entrance. It feels good but I need more. "Please," I say again. "More please, baby," I plead.

"Whatever you want babe," he complies. Quickly he stops his teasing and puts three fingers deep into me, plunging in and out at a rapid pace. I involuntarily arch my back and hook my one arm around his neck and use the other to hold onto the seat of the chair so I don't fall. "Oh! OOOHH!" Is all I can groin out, the feeling overwhelming all of my senses as I melt into his body. He uses his free arm and hand to hold onto my hips to help keep my now shaking body steady. His arms are so long that he can reach all the way around me to my pussy and uses his fingers to dip into the top of my panties and rub circles onto my pulsating clit. The material of my underwear is so tight against my skin I can feel it start to rip but I couldn't care less. I just need more. I frantically start moving my hips and fucking myself onto his his fingers in rhythm with his hand thrusts. I'm getting so close, I can feel it beginning to boil over within me. He notices my worsening desperation and fucks me faster yet with his fingers, adding an insanely pleasurable fourth finger to the mix. At this point I feel like I'm about to lose my mind any second when he decides to stop rubbing my clit and to pinch it instead. Gentle at first but then a little harder, him being careful to make sure it was making me feel good and not hurt me, before giving me more. Quick and rough pinches followed by firm, repetitive tapping on my most sensitive and over stimulated area was enough to make me yell out his name in pure unashamed pleasure. "j...J...JJ!" I practically scream but I just can't help it. I'm so worked up that I barely recognize my own voice. My body is trembling and I'm randomly convulsing and I seem to have lost all control of my movements. If he wasn't strongly holding me in place, I'd have been on the floor a long time ago. He repeats the pinching and tapping over and over again while his thick fingers stretch me out more and more. All of the sudden I feel an indescribable high wash over me and my vision starts to go fuzzy. He does not let up though and the euphoria I feel is more than incredible. It has me screaming out like a wild animal and I feel like my entire body is on fire. Before I can even realize what's happening, I feel another intense pressure building up within me and there is no turning back now because I am on the brink of explosion. JJ can tell how close I am because all it takes is a few dirty words from him to send me over the edge.

"You're so fucking sexy like this y/n. Completely at my mercy. Show me what that body can do. Show me how you squirt for me y/n. I want your pussy to squirt all over my hand. Do you understand me? If you can do that like a good girl, I promise I'll make you squirt all over my cock when I give you the fucking you deserve, later. Come on gorgeous," he says leaning in to my ear, licking and sucking on my ear lobe. "Squirt for daddy," he whispers.

That whisper was all it took for me to come completely unraveled on his lap. The waves of pleasure circulating through my body were some of the most intense sets of orgasms I've ever experienced. I could feel myself leaking all over him and the pleasure I was receiving from it was enough to bring tears to my eyes. I was sweating, crying and panting over my ragged breathing and loss of breath. The only thing I could do was scream out in pure ecstasy and I was so intoxicated by this wonderfully strong feeling and waves of feel good emotions that I didn't care one bit how loud I was or how I sounded.

As he helped me ride out my incredible high, I got lost in a state of bliss for a few minutes. He stopped all his motions and just held me while I continued to have my tiny tremors of pure lingering pleasure every so often while I was slowly coming back down to normal. Once I finally opened my eyes and looked at him he was just staring at me again with a cocky but semi concerned look on his face. He sighed out in relief and brushed a few lingering tears off my cheek. "What," I said breathily, wondering why he was once again, staring at me with his mouth hanging open.

"Y/n," he grins at me lustily. "It's been like 5 minutes since you came babe," he says incredibly cocky and proud. "I fucking thought you were possessed for a minute," he laughs. "You just kept going and going and moaning and shit. And babe- look at us! Look at the floor! You squirted like a fucking fountain y/n. It was so hot, I'm fucking hard again. You did so good for me, gorgeous. Such a good girl." He praises me, spinning me around so I'm straddling his lap. He leans down and kisses me, making sure to take his time. I feel my cheeks heat up at his words and pull away from his kiss to take a breath. He strokes my cheek lovingly and leans in and kisses my neck reassuringly. "Daddy is so proud of you," he quietly says into my ear between kisses. The feeling of his breath on my neck and his dirty words makes me shiver a little and he pulls back and smiles at me, leaning in to kiss my lips once more. He breathes into me and I can feel all the life coming back into my body. I instantly relax and smile into his kiss. The way he contently sighs back and the way his tongue gently and passionately explores my mouth while his hands tenderly cup my face make me feel so loved in this moment. His kiss always gives it away. If he never told me again how he feels, I'd still know it because I can feel it in his touch.

He eventually and reluctantly pulls away and presses me into his chest, hugging my body tightly and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Who knew my dumb joke would turn into all this," he chuckles. I smile into his chest and chuckle back. "Yeah who knew your donut dick would turn me on so much," I say, shaking my head. He laughs again and kisses the top of my head lovingly.

"I love you, my little freak," he says affectionately.

"Love you too, my little weirdo," I say back.

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alyswritings · 1 year

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Hi love could I request a rudy pankow x daughter reader where she is very upset because they can't find her stuffed bunny Rudy is trying to find it everywhere in the house maybe she left it at one the cast house or on set thank you

"Daddy!" Y/N races out of her room, sobbing.

"What's wrong, baby?" Rudy frowns, picking her up when she gets close enough.

"I can't find Floppy." Y/N hiccups.

"What do you mean?" Rudy asks.

"Floppy's missing." She sobs, hugging her dad, her face buried in the crook of his neck.

"Okay, okay, hey, it's all right, sweet girl." Rudy comforts, rubbing her back. "I'm sure he's around here somewhere. Just gotta find him."

"What if he's gone forever?" Y/N wails.

"He's not. He's not." Rudy comforts. "I'll find him. I promise. Here, why don't you watch some cartoons while I find him, okay?"

"Otay." She sniffles.

Rudy settles her onto the couch, covering her up with a blanket to get her comfortable. He puts her favorite show on before starting to search around.

"He's not here?" Y/N pouts when Rudy starts to leave.

"He's not in the living room. Don't worry, baby girl, I still got more rooms to search. I'll find him." Rudy assures, kissing her on the head.

Rudy is searching in his room last, still having no luck on finding the bunny.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." He whispers to himself as he finishes searching. "Damn it." He hisses, running a hand through his hair. He retreats to the living room, preparing to break the news to his four year old.

"Floppy?" She asks when she sees him walk in.

"I'm sorry, baby." Rudy frowns, crouching in front of the couch. "I'm sure you just left him at somebody's house and we'll get him back. I'll ask them tomorrow at work."

"I want Floppy now!" She cries, starting to cry again.

"We'll get him back. I promise." Rudy says. "C'mere." He picks her up, tightly holding her to comfort her.

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The next day Rudy gets to set with a very sleep deprived Y/N. She was barely able to sleep without Floppy, too heartbroken about not having him.

"Hey." Madelyn walks up.

"Hey." Rudy nods.

"She okay?" Madelyn nods to the girl who looks exhausted.

"Oh, yeah. She, uh, lost her favorite stuffed animal -- that bunny rabbit." Rudy says.

"Oh, well, you're just in luck. Because it appears that somebody left something at my place yesterday." Madelyn says, reaching into her purse and pulling out the stuffed animal that Rudy had spent hours looking for.

"Holy-- oh, thank God." Rudy sighs in relief. "Dude, I love you so much." Madelyn chuckles. "Hey, baby. Hey, look what Maddie's got."

Y/N lifts her head off his shoulder and looks over at Madelyn. Her face lights up at the stuffed animal.

"Floppy!" She cheers, taking it from the blonde.

"See? I told you we'd get him back. You just left him at Aunt Maddie's house." Rudy says. "What do you say?"

"Tank you." Y/N tells Madelyn.

"No problem, kiddo." Madelyn softly smiles, pecking the toddler on the cheek.

#rudy pankow #rudy pankow drabble #rudy pankow blurb #madelyn cline

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lovesphases · 19 days

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sub!jj cumming hands free from praise :((

p!link | when i saw this ask i immediately thought of this video

cw: sub!jj x dom!reader, oral (fem receiving), slight mommy kink

you didn't often take control during sex, but when you did, jj loved it.

your hips grind against jj's mouth, a mixture of spit and your arousal dripping down his chin.

"fuck just like that. that feels so good. you're doing such a good job for me baby." moans and whimpers come from the boy beneath you. He's desperately bucking his hips up in the hair, desperate for friction.

"taste s'good" he's groaning against your pussy, as if eating you out was giving him just as much pleasure as it was giving you.

you snake your hand through his hair, lightly yanking, placing him in a better position to ride his face. your hips begin to burn as you near your climax.

"m'gonna cum" you let out a loud cry, your legs shaking as you clench your thighs around his head. he drinks every last bit of your release, licking you completely clean before you climb off of him.

"you're such a good boy. did so well for me." he doesn't meet your gaze, instead he's looking down at his boxers, now completely sticky.

"awe baby, did you cum from eating mommy out?"

"mhm, you just taste so good i couldn't help it" his face is red with embarrassment.

"its okay, let me clean you up, yeah?" he nods his head as you places kisses down his stomach before licking up the mess he made.

"i think my baby deserves a reward for being so good. don't you?

#⋆.˚ asks ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚#jj maybank #jj maybank smut #jj maybank prompt #jj #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank x reader #rudy #rudy pankow smut #rudy pankow #box

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gh0stsp1d3r · 5 days

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𝒥𝒥 ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

Send me more jj reqs I love him actually

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Caught (smut)

#jj maybank x kook!reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x reader smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #jj maybank #rudy pankow x reader #rudy pankow #jj obx #jj x reader #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank drabble

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workinatdapyramid · 1 year

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m’s brainrot 𐐪𐑂

* .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

jj “wear whatever you want baby, i can fight” maybank

#jj mayback imagine #jj maybank #jj mayback x reader #rudy pankow #obx #jj obx #outer banks #drabbles #workinatdapryamid #x reader #🎫#brainrot #la la la la la

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hazyspiderwebs · 1 year

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Distance

You were thinking about your friendship/relationship with JJ. Lately that was the only thing on your mind. Your friendship started off great. When you met you instantly clicked and an indescribable bond was formed between the two of you. The second time the two of you were hanging out with your friends everything felt electric. It was like the friendship you had always dreamed of. As you were playing putt putt with your friends you were the only one beating John B. The rest of your friends were desperately cheering you on to beat him. John B was the best at putt putt and he willingly rubbed it in everyone's face. Now that you were there and were a potential threat to him everyone desperately wanted you to win especially JJ. As you got another hole in one JJ was the loudest to cheer "Let's go sweetheart!" Which definitely made your heart feel some type of way. As you approached your last hole JJ was right beside you and was happily commentating in an awful attempt at an australian accent. You laughed as you took your shot and got your final hole in one officially beating John B. "Y/N IS THE NEW CHAMPION. GIVE IT UP FOR QUEEN Y/N!" JJ exclaimed happily as everyone else did their own mini celebration of someone finally beating John B.

That was one of your favorite memories that you constantly went back to. The way JJ said "sweetheart" had a deeper effect on you than you cared to acknowledge. Another one of your favorite memories involved JJ and coffee. You didn't even like coffee before you met him. One night you had a long trip ahead of you and JJ could tell you were crashing before you even left. "Don't go like that you're way too tired." He cautioned and ran out of the room before you could stop him. Normally just the scent of coffee was enough to make you feel nauseous but JJ's coffee was the first coffee to actually smell good to you. He handed you the cup with an adorable smile eager for you to taste his creation. You gratefully accepted the cup and cautiously took your first sip. "Oh my god JJ this is the best thing ever!" JJ looked down to hide his blush and sheepishly responded "oh it's nothing." "How did you make this?" You asked knowing you would need more of that coffee in your life. "It's a secret recipe." He responded with a mischievous grin. He never did tell you how he made it.

Lately when you would ask him to make his special coffee he almost seemed annoyed. You offered to make your own coffee the next time and he left you completely to your own devices. The tension was too thick for you to even call his name let alone ask him how to make it. You sighed to yourself and attempted to figure out the flavor profile yourself. Tragically your coffee tasted nothing like his.

At the start of your friendship JJ was always the first one or one of the first ones to view your instagram story. Which was amazing considering how much bad reception to no internet he usually had. But suddenly he went from being the first one to view or like your stories to not watching them at all. You wanted to blame the internet but deep down you knew something had changed between the two of you. But what? That question lingered in your mind constantly.

You opened your texts and hovered over his name debating if you should actually reach out to him or not. As you scrolled through previous messages you realized you had initiated all of the previous conversations. The thought of if he wanted to he would tugged at your heart. You desperately wanted to fight that thought but clearly he wanted some distance from you. You debated about reaching out to one of his friends to figure out what was going on. But the last time you saw any of them in person felt odd too. It felt like everyone around you knew what was happening but you. As you thought about the last time you were around everyone you started to realize the sympathy looks they were all giving you.

You and JJ had started out joking around with each other before it gradually blew up into an emotion filled back and forth argument. Everyone was shocked at the escalation as JJ angrily yelled out "YOU'RE THE IDIOT!" Leaving everyone too stunned to speak. You took that as your cue to leave. And that was sadly your last interaction with JJ.

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blueicequeen19 · 1 year

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Can we have a baby making smut with jj?

Warnings: unprotected sex, breeding kink, baby making

You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him deeply as you straddled him in your tiny sundress. You knew sundress season was his favorite. He never knew if you’d have panties on or not.

JJs hand came up under your dress, groaning into your mouth when he found you bare and grabbed a handful of your curvy ass.

“Tease.” JJ rasped, grinding you down against his erection.

“I want you to put a baby in me, JJ Maybank. I want to make you a daddy.” You whispered, loving how his eyes widened and his grip tightened on your body.

“Really? Don’t mess with me right now.” JJ warned, his breaths coming quicker as you reached between your bodies to cup him through his shorts. JJ had been after you for a baby ever since they found out Sarah was pregnant. His baby fever was worse than yours. It was adorable.

“Yes, baby. Breed me. Fill me up. Give me your baby.” You kiss him, his arms tightening around your waist with a growl as he lays back on the bed, bringing you down on top of him. You giggle as he becomes frantic to get himself free of his shorts, plunging inside you a moment later. You moan against his lips, moving slowly to adjust to the feel of him inside you.

“Faster. Ride me, mama.”

“Yes, daddy.” You purr, planting your hands on his chest as you move faster. JJ groans, his eyes rolling back as you make him cum quicker than he ever has. He’d be embarrassed if it wasn’t for the fact that he wanted you dripping his cum sooner rather than later.

JJ moans loudly, holding down on your hips as he ruts up into you, fucking his cum even deeper.

“Oh god.” You cry, feeling his seed running back out even as he fucks it back in. “Yes. Please. Don’t stop.” JJ yanks your dress down, bringing you down so he can suck on your hardened nubs as he fucks you.

“Never stopping, baby. Ever. Gonna keep you stuffed and pregnant. Want you to have all my babies.”

#smutwarning #outer banks smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #obx2 #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x you #rudy pankow #jj obx #JJ maybank blurb #JJ Maybank Drabble

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ghostselena · 2 years

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hiyaa can i request one where the reader passes out from the whole treasure hunt thingy like when shes abt to get out from the van she passes out in jj's arms

Title: What can't a pogue do?

Pairing: Jj Maybank x Reader

Warnings: just you passing out and jj being the sweetheart that he is, 18+ [slightly edited]

a/n: I really hope this is the scene you meant, the one after JB grabbed the one gold bar and showed it to the pogues inside the twinkie. If not, it still follows your request I believe, I hope you like it!

You may not copy or post this as your own, but reblogs are encouraged :)

You were all gasping for air inside the twinkie, adrenaline shooting right up your veins from the chaos you had outrun.

Old lady Crain—who had terrible aim might you add, tried taking out the squad one by one.

The loud yells from the pogues echoed the van after successfully finding the gold. You were sitting in the passenger seat beside Jj, keeping him company the way you always did.

"Oh, my God!" he repeated, his head turning to face his friends, causing the car to swerve to the side accidentally. His hands held onto the steering wheel tightly, placing his attention back on the road, "Shit, sorry."

You shook your head and smiled slightly, your head leaning against the window, not paying any mind to it.

"Full Kook! Full kook! Full kook!" the rest chanted in unison, distracting you as you blinked, suddenly seeing dark spots invade your vision.

You were sweating, your cheeks were flushed, and you felt light heated. But, everyone was so excited about the discovery, you didn't want to ruin the moment with something you thought was normal.

Jj kept stealing glances your way every few seconds, noticing how you weren't screaming with the others, "You okay?" he asked, placing a hand against your thigh, which would've made you blush the way it always did if you hadn't felt like you were about to fucking pass out.

"M' okay," you mumbled. wrapping your arms around yourself and closing your eyes. You were near the chateau, already wishing you could lay on the spare bed after a nice hot shower.

You felt sticky and dirty, hating the way it made you feel.

He didn't want to bother you, but the blonde boy was worried for you. The most cheerful person in the group was quiet and had barely spoken to him and he questioned himself.

Did he do something wrong?

The van came to a stop and you opened your eyes, seeing the familiar home in front of you.

The others had hopped out, only leaving you and Jj as he walked to your side to open the door, "She's awake!"

You gave him a weak smile and slid off your seat slowly, your legs betraying you as soon as you stepped out, falling onto Jj's arms who was quick to catch you.

You had blacked out in his arms, his wide eyes stared down at you in shock, "Holy shit, y/n?" he shook you slowly, not knowing how to handle the situation

Sarah was the last one to hop out and heard him yell as she stood by the door.

She saw your body in his arms and was quick to grab the alcohol bottle that JB kept in the kitchen cabinet—which was ironic to her because they usually only needed it to clean themselves after confrontations with Rafe.

Jj was handed a small cotton ball filled with the liquid, and he quickly rubbed it against your nose, "C'mon, c'mon," he mumbled, hoping to see your pretty eyes once more

Your eyes fluttered open, blinking rapidly while adjusting to your surroundings, "What-what happened?" you asked softly, your eyes staring up at Jj who had a worried look on his face

"You passed out on me," he replied, letting out a sigh of relief the moment you spoke. He couldn't have been more scared, "I was ready to start doing CPR," he added jokingly, slowly placing you on your feet while his hands stayed on your shoulders for support.

You let out a quiet laugh, shaking your head, "You don't even know, how to do CPR,"

"So? What can't pogues do?"

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approval - jj maybank

REQUEST: "could u write a lil fic where reader is dating JJ secretly and she's toppers sister??? and he finds out and gets all mad - it can end however u want! thanks" requested by @sofiatheseconf

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WARNINGS: curse words

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“Shh, will you be quiet?” you whisper-yelled to JJ as he practically stomped up the stairs in your house. “My mom and Topper are here,” you said sternly as you closed your bedroom door quietly.

He rolled his eyes, letting himself fall down on your bed. “Maybe we should just tell Topper,” he said with a shrug and your eyes snapped to him, giving him a look that just screamed, 'absolutely not.'

You laid down next to him with a sigh, “as much as I hate sneaking around all the time, I think I would hate having my boyfriend murdered by my brother more.”

“You have a decent point,” he said, followed by a dramatic sigh. “I just want the world to know about us.”

You turned toward him, eyebrow raised, “the world?”

JJ rolled his eyes, “you know what I mean.”

“I know,” you said softly, turning yourself over to look at him. “I don’t love it either, but you gotta admit, the risk of getting caught is a little thrilling, isn’t it?” You said slowly, tracing the skin under his t-shirt.

He let a smirk play at his lips, nodding slowly. He re-positioned his body so he was hovering over you. You propped yourself up on your elbows, kissing him hungrily. He moved down to your neck, planting wet kisses down to your collarbone.

“Hey y/n, Mom wants to know if-” you instinctively pushed JJ off of you at the sound of Topper's voice, and JJ landed on the floor with a thud. “What the fuck?” Toppers familiar angry voice echoed through the your now dead-silent room.

Your eyes stayed widened in a state of shock, eyes flickering between the two boys in front of you. “I was wrong, this is not thrilling,” you mumbled to yourself.

JJ shot up off the floor, and Topper snapped out of his shock and started toward him. You pushed yourself off the bed quickly, hurriedly blocking Topper from your JJ. “Wait, wait.”

“What the fuck is going on in here y/n?” you opened your mouth to speak, “actually no, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. But whatever it was, it’s over.”

“You can’t be serious,” you said with a scoff.

“I’m more than serious, I don’t want to see that pogue around you ever again. Understand? I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

He was not kidding. Over the next couple weeks, where ever you went, he went. Where ever you ate, he ate. Where ever you shopped, he sat on the bench outside the store. He even watched your tennis practices. He would practically hiss at every pogue who even came within 10 feet of you. Even when he wasn’t with you, he had one of his dumbass friends watching your every move as if you were a child that needed babysat.

You’d been annoyed by your brother before, obviously, but this took it to a whole new level. You were furious.

Though he watched you like a hawk when you were out and about, he somehow never thought to watch you when you were home. Once you realized he hadn’t checked on you in your room once, JJ started to sneak into your room almost every night. It was baffling that Topper hadn’t figured it out yet.

He would sneak in through your window around 9:00 every night, so it was dark enough so he wouldn’t be seen but light enough so he could see what he was doing.

One night that planned to come over, he had fallen asleep unwillingly. He didn’t wake up until midnight with about a million missed texts and calls from you. He threw on a shirt quickly sent a short text before heading to your place.

He climbed up to the roof, paying more attention to his feet on the slick roof from the rain, rather than to where he was going. He held his hand out until he found glass, knocking on it softly.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” JJ heard a loud, muffled voice from the other side of the window that definitely wasn’t yours.

“Fuck.”

The window opened abruptly and JJ was pulled into the room, landing on the wood floor. “Didn’t learn your lesson, pogue?” Topper yelled, standing over JJ fully ready to beat the hell out of him.

JJ held up his hands in surrender, “just let me explain, alright?”

“Explain what? That you’ve been sneaking into my little sisters room to-” he scrunched his nose in disgust, shaking his head. “To do God knows what.”

JJ pushed himself off the floor and onto his feet, “listen, we’re not just having-” he stopped when he saw Toppers glare. “Sorry,” he mumbled, mentally cursing himself. “We've been dating for three months, Topper. It’s not just a meaningless fling, it’s serious.”

Topper stayed silent, eyebrows furrowing in deep thought. JJ continued to plead his case, “I know we don’t have a great history, okay? But I don’t even care about any of that anymore. I love her man,” JJ admitted quietly, saying the words out loud for the first time.

Toppers head snapped up, meeting JJ’s eyes and searching for sincerity. He took a step closer, taking in a breath. JJ didn’t move a muscle, doing his best to appear confident.

“Just so you know, I don’t like what I’m about to say. But I love my sister, and I want her to be happy,” Topper started, jaw clenched. “One chance; you get one chance. You break her heart, and you’re gonna have a lot more broken.”

JJ nodded, holding out his hand for Topper to shake, “I’d never hurt her,” he said simply, obvious genuineness laced in his voice.

Topper firmly shook his hand with a short nod.

You peaked your head around Toppers opened door with a smile, deciding it was okay to reveal yourself now. You had heard the entire conversation, including a certain phrase that you couldn’t wait to say back to JJ.

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