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harrysloveboat · 2 years ago

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John B’s Girl | JJ Maybank Fic

Summary: JJ Maybank was absolutely screwed. So detrimentally screwed. John B was going to actually end him. The blonde haired surfer had a thing for his best friend’s girl, (Y/N) Cameron. And when JJ notices something he shouldn’t, all bets are off.

Word Count: 6.8K, (18+, Minors DNI, Mature Audience)

Warnings: Smut, rough sex, choking, semi-public sex, cheating, dirty talking, thigh riding, car sex, mention of toys, alcohol, p in v, unprotected sex, oral sex (fem receiving), degrading, Dark!JJ, JJxReader, John BxReader, Cameron!Reader, sprinkles of fluff included, I think I might’ve made Dark!John B too by accident, etc.

Please read warnings before continuing. Really tempted to make a second part if anyone wants it! The ending kinda makes me think a second part is just necessary. Mostly unedited.

Constructive criticism and requests open on my page. I write about Harry, 5SOS, Outer Banks, and TSITP! Thank you x

It’s been an entire week of watching (Y/N) Cameron unraveling before JJ’s blue eyes.

JJ has no idea how the girl got herself into this predicament, and he certainly doesn’t understand how he’s been the only one out of his friends to notice what’s been going on between John B and his girlfriend.

Actually he does understand why, but he refuses to admit it. How could he ever come clean about the way his body ached when she was near? Or how his heart thumped out of his chest when she would accidentally brush her bare skin against his during hot summer days on the H.M.S. Pogue. Even the tender way she’d brush loose strands of blonde hair from his forehead in passing would send shocks of electricity to every corner of his body.

But this annoyingly long week was painfully different from the rest.

(Y/N) had done something on Monday.

JJ wasn’t sure what, but he knew something she had done had sent John B off the deep end. Because for the whole day, John B wouldn’t spare a kind glance her way. No matter how many times she’d initiate a conversation, nudge his arm, intertwine their hands, or even sit on his lap, John B was an absolute rock. His responses were short and curt and his eyes would focus on anything but her.

The next day is when John B really enacted his revenge.

(Y/N) was doing everything she could to get back into his good graces. That morning, she woke up early to stop at the grocery store. Buying so many things that JB’s fridge was fully stocked when she returned.

Breakfast was her first attempt. There was bacon crisping in the oven, sending a mouthwatering aroma to every Pogue in The Chateau. She was scrambling eggs on the stovetop for everyone, with a smaller pan on the side that contained eggs with cheese. By the time the toast was popping out of the toaster oven, everyone had come alive with growling stomachs.

JJ and Pope had dug right in, surprised but also very wonderfully pleased by the first home cooked meal they’d had in a while. Kie had given her a big hug first, requesting that (Y/N) wake her up next time to lend her a hand. But even as John B was served his favorite eggs with cheese for just him, he gave them the tiniest nibble, before pushing his plate away.

“Not hungry,” he shrugged moving on to a refreshing morning shower instead with even as much as a sympathetic glance back.

Kie and Pope were lost in conversation, but JJ had been a witness to it all. More than anything, he noticed the way her entire demeanor deflated as John B stalked off. The excited glint in her eyes was extinguished in haste. The crinkles at the corner of her eyes vanished alongside her smile. His heart squeezed at the sight. JJ had wanted nothing more than to scoop her up in his arms and pepper her with millions of soft, thankful kisses. Nothing she could’ve done would’ve been enough for JJ to evoke the same reaction out of her if she was his.

That afternoon, however, is when things took a completely opposite direction.

Energized by their hearty breakfast, they all decided it was a perfect sunny day to do some fishing and swimming. Kie and Pope had canonballed into the clear blue water when it happened. JJ was grabbing a beer from the cooler as (Y/N) sat next to John B who was laying on a towel, perched at the front of the boat.

She had leaned down to speak something privately into his ear. Except he shook his head, face devoid of any emotion. “You’ve been a bad girl (Y/N). You don’t deserve any attention,” his hushed dismissal was the only thing JJ managed to catch. The pout on her plump lips and furrowed eyebrows told JJ everything he needed to know. The gears clicked together in his head almost too quickly.

(Y/N), out of all people, had a praise kink that John B was currently exploiting.

The realization went straight to his crotch, his swimming trunks horribly constricting for the entire day. It made so much sense. She aimed to please, getting so excited when someone was happy with something she did. He honestly felt foolish for not catching on sooner. If someone asked JJ if he jacked off to her sweet voice begging him to destroy her in his imagination, he would immediately deny it.

By Wednesday, JJ was hooked.

There was no conversation that could capture his focus for long. Every moment of his time was devoted to her. The urges JJ had to rush to her and be her new source of comfort were becoming overwhelming but so was the need to bend her over any flat surface. He was on the verge of being diagnosed as bipolar with the amount of times his mood would swing. Every disheartened expression or bite of a lip had JJ physically twitching to remedy her frustration. But anytime she’d sit on John B’s lap and search for forgiveness with gentle touches and suggestive whispers, JJ would have to excuse himself to hide the new semi he was sporting.

(Y/N) and John B cuddled together during a movie night on Thursday evening. JJ thought for a split second that (Y/N) had finally wormed her way through John B’s walls. It didn’t even make sense to him how his best friend had managed to hold out for so long when she was completely irresistible. A little part of him was curious to know what she had done that originally started this. What had angered JB enough to drag this punishment out? By the relaxed tone throughout the movie, he figured he’d never get the answer to that question. At least he’d be able to go back to regular conversations instead of consistently excusing himself to the restroom.

But of course, JJ never seems to catch a break.

Kie had disappeared from the living room at some point to sleep in the guest bedroom. Choosing a comfortable bed over morning neck pain. Pope was on the couch, mouth drooling onto the cushion that was propped under his head. JJ had been basically forced into the sleeping bag on the floor with one measly pillow. Aside from the discomfort of the wooden floor, he had managed to fall into a deep sleep. There was a sudden noise lulling him awake.

Soft, harsh pants stirred him from his dreams.

The movie was still playing on the screen, but the volume had been turned down to leave background noise. Even with the quiet chatter, JJ heard the distinct, “please John B,” that fell from (Y/N)‘s lips followed by an angry scoff. His blue eyes peeked open, just the slightest bit, only to feel like he could pass out from what was occurring on the single seat next to the couch.

(Y/N) was sitting on John B’s thigh, hips grinding down at a rapid pace to chase her end. All the while JB was focused on the screen not paying any mind to the horny girl riding him. JJ could see the wet stains on her cheeks, beads of sweat falling down her forehead. She was moving with urgency, obviously close to her orgasm.

“Can’t believe you have the audacity to beg me to touch you after what you did,” John B muttered furiously in response to her. The only crack in his hard interior that let JJ know he was affected by (Y/N)’s actions was the tight grip at her hip. His other hand was lazily holding the remote on the beige armrest to exaggerate his disinterest. “I’m sorry- I’m so sorry,” she pleaded as her hips faltered. The closer she got to her end, the haze in her mind would betray her. Slowing her movements just as she was on the verge of falling into the abyss and traitorously bringing her back.

He snicked at her, feeling her feeble attempts to get herself off on his thigh. She had wet through her panties hours ago, drenching John B’s thigh and the inner corners of hers. Her apologies were falling on deaf ears. “I’m not helping you. You’re lucky I’m even letting you cum when you’ve been such a bad girl. Sluts like you don’t deserve it.” His filthy words were what did it. Instead of being put off by them, the quickening of her pace and quiet whine that escaped her lips let JJ know that she enjoyed being degraded.

(Y/N)’s movement came to a sharp halt, thighs squeezing around John B as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Her entire body tensed up, face twisting in pleasure. Underneath the over-sized t-shirt her shoulders shook slightly. For the sake of not being caught by the others, it took all her strength to keep the noises at bay while threatening to spill over at any given moment. JJ thinks he might be the one to beg to hear those sounds next. She collapsed against him, scratching at his chest with a small cry when he grinded up against her overstimulated pussy.

JJ didn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

He found himself in the shower again hours later, fisting his cock repeatedly until he was cumming harder than he ever thought he could.

Friday night was finally the last nail hammered into his coffin.

The party was booming, every Kook, Pogue, and Touron joining together for an epic get together at the Boneyard. Alcohol was influencing the rager, people dancing around the bonfire with high spirits. They had all ridden in the Twinkie together but gradually dispersed throughout the night. Pope was trying, and failing, to flirt with a brown-haired Touron who was too drunk to understand. She was cute but clueless. Kie was dancing in the crowd with John B, enjoying the music and winding down from an eventful day at The Wreck. She was oblivious to the fact that the nonchalant guy in front of her wasn’t paying a lick of attention.

JJ was leaning against a palm tree, crushing a can of beer in his hand. He had been in a fowl mood all day, snapping at everyone over the smallest of inconveniences. He couldn’t help it, nothing he had done was able to satisfy his persistent hard-on. Any time (Y/N) was within his eyesight, even momentarily, all the blood would rush down between his legs. Every hair flip made JJ want to grab it into a ponytail and tug hard. Inches of exposed skin silently requesting to be marked by his teeth. JJ was so sexually frustrated that he was honestly considering taking some girl home tonight.

The idea was tempting as his blue irises raked through the crowd. There were some good options available. Sophie, his old friends with benefits, had been eyeing him all night. A red haired girl had flirted with him when he retrieved his second beer. Shit there was even a drunk Kook that had been throwing herself at him if push came to shove. Still, none of them were what he actually craved deep in his bones. Subconsciously, JJ found the girl he had been really after.

(Y/N) was seated on a log in front of the fire wearing a white flowy dress that ended at the middle of her thighs. It had two straps at the top that tied behind her neck. She was free of make-up, her natural features mesmerizing JJ even from a distance. Her silky hair was blowing past her shoulders in the soft night breeze.

The fire lit up her face with hues of red and orange. Her head was tilted up slightly, eyes sealed shut. She seemed distracted, mind far away from the craziness surrounding her. JJ’s head shifted to the side in curiosity as he noted the odd behavior. He watched as (Y/N) pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, biting down harshly. Her hands had a death-like grip on the wood below her. Something was clearly wrong.

A surge of worry passed by JJ, wondering if the girl was okay. This week had been rougher on her than any of the other Pogues knew. He was the only one besides John B that was aware of the inner turmoil she was experiencing. This meant, Kie, (Y/N)’s best friend and confidante wasn’t clued into this secret that JJ had unintentionally stumbled upon. There was no way she could know the girl needed somebody. Deciding that he needed to take it upon himself to check up on her, JJ’s legs moved before his brain did.

He took a couple of strides in her direction with no decipherable sentence coming to mind. JJ had to think a little more instead of acting on a whim. He found comfort for his nerves in the red hat being snugly placed on his hair backwards before finally sitting down next to her. “Hey, you okay?” JJ’s tone held more compassion than usual, opting to rip off the band aid. Their normal playful banter was replaced by genuine emotion that JJ was struggling to contain.

(Y/N) didn’t even notice him sit until his voice was bringing her back from the pleasure she was floating off into. Her eyes were dark, filled with lust as they landed on JJ’s. Now that he was actually sitting next to her, able to properly focus and analyze her behavior, the color drained from his face as he became all too aware. Her thighs were pressed together tightly, nails digging into the wood. (Y/N) was breathing heavily, vibrations from the plug John B had inserted before leaving The Chateau were teasing her. Her boyfriend held the remote to the stupid thing and he had been turning it off and on all night. Sometimes she’d be in a casual conversation and have to excuse herself because he’d purposefully turn on the highest setting. Even making her spill a little bit of beer down her chin in front of Kie.

By now, (Y/N) was desperate. She was squirming in her seat, holding back the pornographic moans this device had taken her to. After withholding sex from her the entire week and choosing to insert this new toy he had purposefully disappeared earlier to buy, she was like a rabid animal. The intensity of repeatedly being brought to the brink and then cut off had broken any sense of normalcy she had managed to maintain. The fiery passion in her eyes was undeniable. “I-I’m okay- yeah,” (Y/N) practically squeaked out, one hand moving to crumble the hem of her dress in a fist.

John B was insatiable from where he stood. Although he was well aware of the state he had led his girlfriend into, just the sight of JJ sitting next to her set him off. His hand reached into his jean pocket, clasping the cheap plastic and turning on the max speed with several clicks to the plus sign on the right. It was stupid and idiotic, but the jealousy that flared didn’t let him act clearly.

(Y/N) tried to contain a gasp as her body jumped slightly at the sudden change. She knew exactly what John B was doing. He was marking his territory in front of JJ, who by the look in his face obviously knew what was going on. Without an inkling about how JJ felt, John B was still going out of his way to prove (Y/N) was his. Making her cum inches away from his best friend.

JJ knew it. Saw her eyes roll to the back, her mouth drop open and nose scrunch up. The pleasure overcame her body. The orgasm ripped through her body after being edged for so long. Her toes curled as John B forced her to ride out her high in front of him with no mercy. She was unable to hide the twitch of her thighs. Tears from the pleasure mixed in with embarrassment. JJ was frozen, rock solid in his cargo shorts. His face gave nothing away except his acknowledgment of the situation. The words to describe the hunger he felt had yet to be invented. At the same time his outrage at John B’s intentional deed simmered over.

The tension in the air was palpable with deafening silence consuming them. There was no ounce of awkwardness with the way both of them were stuck in their heads. She swallowed hard, looking away as her bottom lip trembled. Seeing as John B had no intentions of turning it off, only lowering the setting, she chose to retreat. There was no explanation that could hide or sugarcoat the truth. (Y/N) got up muttering an unintelligible excuse before she was disappearing behind the fire with a walk of shame.

JJ’s entire body was hot with adrenaline and need. A primal need to fuck the girl into oblivion was no longer in his control. The pure desire radiating off her body had pushed JJ past the boundary of respect. John B smirking victoriously towards Kie did nothing to aid JJ, only encouraged him to follow in the path that (Y/N) had headed towards.

She had found safety next to the Twinkie, crying freely into the crease of her elbow against the window. The vibrator was still going, overstimulating her yet she knew better than to take it out without being told to. John B had gone too far, giving in to the green eyed monster that veered his head. Her body was almost clinging to the van at this point when calloused fingers ran up the back of her thigh.

The warm touch alerted her to the presence of somebody behind her. (Y/N)’s back arched slightly on instinct, finally getting what she was craving. She felt so depraved, so starved. Just a simple graze had goosebumps spreading like wildfire. “John B- please- I-I can’t anymore. Take it out,” she cried pathetically, begging for some form of release.

JJ groaned at the tone of her voice, so ready and desperate. It was taking all his willpower to not bend her over right now and ram himself inside of her. Without speaking, his hand continued to travel up her thigh painfully slow. In her daze she missed the hesitancy in the touch that would’ve been hasty and quick had it been John B. His eyes were trained on the dress that was hiking up, exposing a delicious set of red lace panties. Precum stained his boxers just from the sight. JJ grabbed a handful of her ass cheek tightly, reveling in the way she pushed her ass out to him and whined.

“I’m gonna warn you right now (Y/N). If I’m the one that takes it out, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’re going to forget what his name is,” JJ growled into her ear, hot breath washing over her hypersensitive skin. (Y/N) recognized the voice immediately, feeling the cold rings that belonged to this particular Pogue cooling her ass through the pain of the grip. Her forehead fell onto the window, a pitiful whimper responding to JJ’s offer. It was wrong, so so wrong. But the bulge pressing into her ass had her eyes fluttering shut.

JJ’s logic had quite literally left planet Earth. The only thing on his mind was her. The fear of rejection wasn’t even present. His hand confidently found a home in the curve of her hip, squeezing it tightly as he ground his cock into her ass pushing her further against the van. They both moaned, any hesitation fully dissipating with the wind.

“Take it out- take it out JJ,” she gasped, his name sounding like heaven as it fell from her lips. His new mission was to hear her scream it. JJ moved with newfound purpose, flipping her over harshly before he crouched down. “Hold your dress up and spread your legs,” the dominant tone of JJ’s voice sent a new rush of slickness down her thighs.

This was JJ, her boyfriends best friend, pulling down her panties in one swift move and licking his lips ready to devour her. “JJ please,” she was so vocal, feeding into his own filthy nature. What really almost made him cum in his black boxers was the sight before him. Her pussy was glistening, wrapped tightly around the softly buzzing vibrator. Her clit was swollen, puckering and aching. He licked his lips, imprinting this image in his brain.

JJ grabbed onto the end of it, teasingly pulling it out of her and back in which earned him a breathless moan. Her hips pushed down against it automatically, chasing the feeling. “You’ve been such a good girl all night, taking it so well,” JJ’s words had her free hand gripping the handle to the door. Without even letting her process it, his fingers were replacing the vibrator which found solace in JJ’s back pocket.

He shoved two fingers in deep, coating them with her previous orgasm in a matter of seconds. JJ nudged every corner, hitting every spot reachable in this position. He moved with skill, determination clear in the way his lips wrapped around her nub and sucked. (Y/N)’s breath was knocked out of her lungs at the sensation. Her jaw slacks from the pleasure as the spark at the pit of her belly grows into an untamable fire. JJ moved like a man who needed this to survive. He flattened his tongue against her clit, the tip poking into the entrance where his fingers were sliding in and out with ease. Finally tasting her sweetness forced a moan to ripple through him and into her.

(Y/N)’s head fell back against the window hard enough to hurt and yet she didn’t feel it at all. All her senses were hyper focused on the man between her legs. Each flicker of his tongue would make her knees go out. She would’ve been on the ground already had it not been for JJ’s hand digging into her thigh to keep her up as well as open. A particular curve of his finger had a high pitched noise tumbling out. JJ didn’t miss a beat, continuing with a new rhythm as he memorized what made her walls clench around him.

“I-I’m gonna- JJ, fuck,” she couldn’t even finish her sentence but he knew exactly what she was going to say. Everything became blurry, her chest heaving from the change in his movements. The muscles in her thighs tense, attempting to close subconsciously but JJ refuses to let them. His fingers dig into her thigh so hard they’ll be bruises in the shape of his hand tomorrow. Her climax was rapidly approaching, knot tightening in her abdomen.

His tongue circled her relentlessly. Everything wrong with what they were doing secretly inflamed her heat. (Y/N)’s mind went hazy from the increasing thrusts of his fingers. The pleasure exploding inside of her in a gut twisting way. JJ watched her face twist from the blissful waves causing her eyes to close. The intensity made her mind go blank as a string of curses were spoken. He forced her to ride out her high by lapping up everything that landed on his tongue. He savored the taste, unforgivingly continuing until her body was shaking from the stimulation.

(Y/N) didn’t even get a break. She was unable to catch a breath with JJ’s merciless assault. Her hand moved from the door to his head, pushing the cap off in favor of grabbing his blonde hair. He finally eased up when he was satisfied, pulling his mouth away and not hesitating to lick his lips. “Taste so fucking good princess,” JJ breathed out while his fingers gradually came to a stop. She squeezed his hair, a whimper coming out. It was hard to believe this was JJ Maybank below her, eyes gleaming after eating her out alive.

He stood up, moving the hand that had left imprints to fist her loose hair and tilt her head up. “Suck it off my fingers,” he demanded. The authoritative tone left her with no option but to open her mouth. Her tongue slipped between the two fingers sucking them clean without breaking eye contact. JJ’s already darkening eyes were pitch black now, hints of blue disappearing at her eagerness.

“You like that don’t you? Sucking your cum off my fingers. Wonder how your little boyfriend would feel if he saw you right now,” JJ taunted her. Tears brimmed the edges of her eyes but her thighs moved to shut. JJ’s knee shot out before they could, grinding up against her overly sensitive mound. He was rewarded with a delicious moan that reminded him of his leaking member that was still trapped. “Say it princess. Whose gonna fuck you and make you cum a second time in a row?” The fingers that were in her mouth moved to wrap around her throat. He gave her the freedom to speak, his forehead dangerously close to hers. Their lips could meet if she moved just a little closer. The curiosity to find out what kissing him would feel like distracted her. The soft squeeze at her throat broke her out of the trance, reminding her to respond.

(Y/N) nodded for no reason, hips pushing down against JJ’s thigh to show how much she still wanted him. “You JJ. You’re gonna fuck me and make me cum again. Please- want it so bad, want your cock inside of me,” the neediness in her tone sent JJ into a frenzy. No imagination could come close to the real thing. His neck shot forward, their lips molding together in a passionate kiss. They moved in sync while JJ’s hand slid down, pulling at the strings of her dress to undo the knot in a swift move. His hand skimmed further down, kneading and squeezing every inch of her skin from her curves to her ass.

She was mewling in his mouth, every caress weakening her. It was hard to feel guilty with the way the rough pads of his fingers ran across her scorching hot skin. Her hands moved to unbutton his shorts falling prey to her desires. “Need it J,” the sincerity is what snapped him back into action.

JJ untangled their bodies to open the Twinkie, taking her hand so that she was standing in front of him and could go in first. Without saying it, he placed his palm at the center of her back. A soft push let her know to get onto all fours on the soft fabric of the seats. The van door slammed shut behind them before he was shoving his clothes off with urgency. A thought lit up like a light bulb inside his head as he finished undressing.

“If you want me to give you what needy sluts like you deserve, you need to answer my question,” JJ stated seriously as his hands tucked under the top of her dress. Now with the strap off, he was able to peel off the dress from top to bottom. The panties that had only been able to reach her mid thigh before JJ lost it, slipped off alongside the dress. Confusion settled into (Y/N)’s expression. Her right cheek was pressed into the seat, only getting a small glimpse of JJ’s face. “I’ll answer anything JJ please,” the apprehension as to what the question could be was drowned out by the throbbing between her legs. The anticipation was eating her alive and he was on an unholy plight to push every single one of her buttons.

JJ smirked devilishly while leaning down to press his bare chest against her back. His cock was standing up, solid from days of built up tension. He slid between her wet folds, earning moans from the both of them. “What did you do that made John B so mad?” He whispered into her ear before resting his forehead on the back of her head. His lips ghosted over the skin at the nape of her neck sending chills down her spine. It took a moment for her to put together what he was saying. The realization dawned on her face, unable to admit what he wanted to hear. JJ’s suspicion grew with the way her breathing stuttered.

“Doesn’t matter J, just fuck me,” she attempted to sway him away from the topic but being told to ignore it only made him more persistent. “Ah, ah,” he tsked in a disapproving tone. JJ moved his hips to continue teasing her, gradually sliding between her lips and get himself wet with all her juices. He’d move so far down that his tip would just barely nudge against her hole and then proceed to slide back. His hands disappeared around (Y/N)’s sides, grabbing hold of her breasts and massaging them roughly. His fingertips found her already hardened nipples, tugging and pulling to get his point across. “You want me to fuck your tight cunt? You’re gonna have to tell me sweet girl. Because I’ll walk away right now.”

(Y/N) whined in frustration. JJ’s attempts to make her comply worked all to well. Her heart was racing with impatience and every nerve ending was shot. She could feel just how long and big he was. It made her tighten pathetically around nothing. She wanted to cry to express the distress she was feeling. His hands played at her nipples, fogging her mind up even further. A high pitched noise waved the white flag as she gave in to his attack. The risk of JJ leaving right now outweighed the shitstorm that inevitably followed the truth. “I flirted with you Sunday night.”

JJ paused, his hope flourishing into fact. What JJ had deemed a concocted idea was in fact more than just a sexually fueled imagination.

(Y/N) walked into the kitchen, hair wet from a recent shower. Despite an exhausting day surfing at the beach, she still managed to walk with a bounce in her step and a smile on her lips. Her attitude was always contagious and distracting. “Hey J, not coming out for the movie?” she questioned, digging into the freezer. All the Pogues were camped out in the living room to watch a new movie while JJ was perched on the counter top with a beer in hand.

He ran his fingers through his hair, watching as she pulled out the last chocolate fudge bar which halted his answer. His eyebrow raised as she whirled around to him. She removed the plastic casing with no rush in the world, before wrapping her plump lips around the bar. JJ’s blue eyes trailed downwards, captivated by the way she bobbed her head up and down in such a suggestive way. Her question was long forgotten with a lick of his dry lips.

“That’s my bar,” JJ stated avoiding a comment on the affect her actions were having on him. He was also technically correct. Nobody else ate the fudge bars except for him. Although, he had been noticing that he was reaching the end of the box quicker than normal. Apparently he discovered the culprit. It was hard to actually take it seriously though, not when he could swear there was a mischievous glint in her eyes. Like she purposefully put on a show for him.

(Y/N) simply tilted her head to side biting her bottom lip. “And what are you going to do about it?” The question was innocent. Yet it sounded so risqué. Like she was tempting him to take it further than that. His muscles twitched to grab her right there. But John B clearing his throat from the kitchen entrance snapped JJ out of whatever that was.

He was too consumed by her lips, her doe eyes, the way her cheeks hollowed around the bar, all of it. JJ had barely noticed John B in that moment. The thought that he might’ve heard or seen anything didn’t even cross JJ’s mind. He just quickly got up and rushed past them to the living room. He had written the whole thing off. It was easier to convince himself that he had probably imagined the whole thing rather than feeding into a delusion where she had actually teased him.

JJ had been so right though. He had read her cues perfectly. Not only had she been flirting with him, but it was also the reason that John B was infuriated. The more he dwelled on the thought, the more his heart thumped louder. They all joked and flirted amongst themselves, John B did with Kie. It was all harmless. So John B getting mad at this moment meant he felt threatened by JJ. Like (Y/N) had given him a reason to worry.

The admission made something snap inside of JJ. A flood of emotions surged forward as the dam he had built to contain them collapsed under the strength of her honesty. He quickly removed his hands from her body to lift himself up. As promised, JJ lined himself up with her slick entrance. Any desire to see her down on her knees would have to be put on hold for next time. There was no way he could put this off any longer. He took just a second to nudge his tip passed the barrier and back to hear the starved whimper that she was unable to hold in. Finding sick pleasure in her shameless need for him. “Please JJ.” Without warning, right after she spoke, he slammed his hips forward. He forget everything except the feeling of being enveloped by velvety tight walls. A loud moan mixed in with a deep groan could be heard from outside the van. He reached deep into her like this, taking her breath away.

The grip around his cock could make him pass out. He muttered an inaudible cuss word, not giving her a second to adjust. JJ pulled out to the tip before shoving himself back inside her and repeating the motion until it grew into a consistent pace. (Y/N) was a broken record of moans and pleas. With every thrust her hips would rut back into him. The anticipation had been replaced with numbing pleasure. Her eyes couldn’t focus on a single thing, completely overwhelmed. His fingers tangled into her hair, shoving her further into the seat.

JJ used the new support to deepen and harden his pace. His hips were jolting into her and sending her forward each time. JJ was failing to hold back, milking every noise out of her sweet lips. The vibrator that was still in the pocket of his shorts that were now located on the floor began to vibrate loudly. JJ smirked viciously, digging into her hip for assistance to ram into her, admiring the way her swollen pussy swallowed his cock in between them. “Do you hear that? John B’s turning up the vibrator while you’re getting stuffed with his best friends cock,” JJ coed before his breath hitched at the tight squeeze his words evoked.

It shouldn’t have turned her on the way it did but she couldn’t help it. Her body reacted before she could. His lewd words reached kinks (Y/N) didn’t even know existed within her. She cried out as his balls slapped against her clit, shooting pangs of intense pleasure up her body. Her legs would be giving out soon, she wouldn’t be able to keep this up. Feeling (Y/N)’s end approaching, JJ fisted her hair and pulled her up against his chest with ease. “Who owns your pretty pussy now (Y/N)?” he panted, his hot breath fanning over the back of her neck at the new proximity.

(Y/N) moaned out loudly as he pounded back into her in this new position. He broke her train of thought before she even had a chance to think of a reply. The hand at her hip smoothed upward, pausing to grope her boob roughly. Her back arched in response with a sharp gasp before he finally landed on her throat. JJ squeezed, digging his fingers into her pressure point and loosening it to remind her to speak. “You JJ. JJ Maybank owns me and my pussy,” (Y/N) yelped hand moving to grip onto the seat while the other reached back into JJ’s blonde locks. JJ growled, increasing his pace when she jumped forward at a certain shift in angle.

Her eyes were glazing over as the fingers at her neck tightened. Their bodies molded together in a matching rhythm. Her hips jutted down to meet every single one of his upward strokes. JJ was using the grip on her neck to lift and slam her back into him. The filthy sounds of their bodies smacking together was the only thing heard in the foggy van. “So fucking tight,” JJ mutters, lips moving to suck a hickey into the back of her neck. Now that he had discovered how close she was with the way her body quivered in his grasp, he wrecked his way inside of her.

Knowing it was a bad idea, (Y/N)‘s head had still tilted to allow him room to mark her. She was a mess of endless mewls and echoed moans, too dazed by the way he was manhandling her. Her end was quickly building, eyes rolling as she fell back onto the curve of his shoulder. His hand left her hair to explore down the middle of her chest. He trailed a finger down her stomach before finally reaching the top of her pussy. His hand cupped her, fingers wrapping around her opening that was still engulfed by his twitching cock. He palmed at her clit, eliciting a loud cry from (Y/N).

“Beg me to make you cum like he can’t,” JJ slowed his hand to show he’d stop in a scarily calm way, making tears spill over from how hopeless she felt. At this point (Y/N) needed the sweet relief as much she needed oxygen in her lungs. “You already made me cum harder than he ever has-,” her breath caught as he dug his palm into her swollen clit at the confession, “I’m all yours JJ- please make me cum.” That was all he needed to apply just enough pressure to leave (Y/N) sputtering. Her eyes went black as the ferocity of her orgasm left her seeing stars. Her entire body writhed from the intensity. JJ groaned at the way her walls tightened around him. She was drifting into clouds of bliss while riding out her high.

It all encouraged him further to his own end. He removed his hand from her beyond sensitive clit to lay her down fully onto her stomach. JJ’s back stayed pressed against her, not slipping out in the slightest bit. With the new position, her walls clamped down on him. He couldn’t refrain from snapping his hips up to bring the unrelenting speed back to life. This time he was chasing his own end, using her warm hole to get himself off. (Y/N) was incoherent under him, utterly fucked out. “That’s it take it,” his hips lost rhythm, “take all my cum,” jerking upwards desperately. He moaned loudly into her ear, thick ropes of his cum painting her insides.

She shuddered feeling him stop as deep as he could go, his cock throbbing with every drop her clenching pussy squeezed out. They were both panting, the temperature in the van was absurdly high. His sweaty body gave out, hiding her naked one under his. She found the weight of it comforting in her post orgasmic fog. It took her a few minutes to properly come back. JJ had leaned up now, pressing electrifying open-mouthed kisses against the dips of her upper back. His hips shifted a little, earning a broken moan from the girl below him.

When he began to move, she leaned back, not wanting to end the fantasy bubble they had created. JJ shushed her with a small smack to her ass that made her jump. Both of them groaned at the sudden movement and he gripped the redden skin where his hand had just spanked. His other hand had vanished under the seat, reaching for vibrator that was still going off wildly. Her pussy spasmed in fear of the vibration inside of her again after the fucking he had just put her through. “Fuck Princess,” JJ hissed almost pinching her ass from the sensitivity.

The one act of kindness JJ had showed (Y/N), was flicking the manual switch to off on the device.

His fingers looped around the end of it, sitting up carefully.

Her ears perked up as the vibrating came to a stop. “JJ what are you doing?” (Y/N)’s shaky, fucked out voice rang through the silence. JJ felt no need to respond pulling out in one swift go. The feeling of emptiness didn’t settle because he was pumping the vibrator back into her, refusing to let any of the evidence vanish. Her muscles tightened, enduring the continued stimulation with a small puff.

“As much as I want to watch my cum drip out of your wrecked cunt..,” JJ’s voice drifted off as his blue irises dropped to the round curve of her ass. He was mesmerized by her worn out body. The marks he had left were giving in to his ego. His hand tenderly rubbed the skin down her back and squeezed at her butt. He’ll never get enough of the feeling.

“You’re gonna keep this vibrator in until John B undresses you at The Chateau. He’s gonna think he’s won, having made you cum in front of me, out of my reach. Then he’s gonna spread your bruised thighs. Shit he’ll even wonder why the vibrator could possibly be turned off. Then when he pulls it out, all of my cum is gonna drip out of his girls pussy for him.”

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hotchsreader · 1 year ago

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Small Things

Word Count: 1.5k

Quick little fic about jjxreader

You're having a bad day, and JJ notices. She brings you into her office for a quick talk, a talk happens but so does a kiss...

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Today had been a clusterfuck. Everything you thought you had all planned out for the day started unraveling the minute you stepped through the doors of the BAU. JJ had gone over the case you guys were taking the night before, but since the need to travel wasn't needed due to the case taking place so close to home, the team was able to go home to sleep and get there early to plan the way they were going to handle everything. The problem arose when a new victim had turned up, even though they had gone over everything related to the case and never saw something like this happening. you started to feel like there was something you had missed, and that this girl dying had somehow been your fault.

“Are you okay?” You heard Spencer behind you, not getting too close to protect you from the others noticing something was wrong.

“Yeah… yeah I’ll be fine Spence. Thanks for asking.” You didn’t even look up at him, you just rearranged a few things on your desk hoping that he would get the hint and leave you alone. You wanted to desperately to be left alone and to deal with things on your own. You were never one to ask for help, and today was not the day you were going to start.

“Hey.” You heard a softer voice speak behind you. You wanted to turn around and yell in anger but you knew who was there, and you never wanted to hurt her. She meant well and was just checking on you.

You turned around, with tears in your eyes, and looked at her. She didn’t say another word. She came up to you, grabbed your hand, and led you up the stairs to her office. That was how the two of you worked most of the time, words were no longer needed, and all it took was a second to see how the other was acting to gauge what was needed. JJ knew if you were out there for any longer, you would have a meltdown, and it would absolutely embarrass you to the point of no return if that were to happen.

As soon as you both entered her office, she set you down in a chair and she sat in the one opposite you. She held your hand and looked up at you, her face a mix of concern and empathy. You hated when people looked at you with concern, you wanted to be the person no one had to worry about, you could handle everything on your own, and JJ knew that. But here she was, worrying about you because no matter how hard you tried to prove to her that you didn’t need anyone to care about you, she refused to listen to you. You wanted to keep your head down and to look at your legs instead of up at JJ but you knew she wouldn’t let you do that. You forced yourself to crane your neck up and look at her, and as soon as you did a tear rolled out of your eye and you flung your hand up to stop it from going any further.

“What is going on?” She asked, not in a harsh tone, but in one that you knew meant she wanted the truth and not some half-assed answer you would give anyone else.

“Today didn’t go how it was supposed to JJ, we were supposed to find the Unsub before anything bad happened again. This all feels like I failed somehow. I feel like I was supposed to stop this from happening, I had it all planned out how we were going to catch him but he still managed to take another girl's life before we could.” The last few words came out broken through the sobs that were tearing their way out of your body. You had tried so hard to keep them in, but in front of JJ, it didn’t matter how hard you tried. She had this way about her that made you feel comforted and safe, and your emotions knew you didn’t have to hide around her. She was the type of person who could break down walls you or she didn’t know were there. She was herself, and it brought out the best in everyone around her.

“What happened today was not your fault. It was no one's fault. We cannot fully predict another person’s actions no matter how hard we try. We can try our damnedest but sometimes people act irrationally under pressure and they do things that even we as profilers cannot see happening.” She rubbed her thumb over your knuckles to keep you grounded in what she was saying, to keep you present. You knew from the moment you stepped foot in this office that she would be able to make you combat the hard feelings that were swirling around in your head.

“Also, asking for help does not make you weak. You are the strongest person I know, even now with tears running down your face, actually especially now.”

You sighed, “You’re just saying that to make me feel better aren't you?”

She didn’t smile. She looked stone-faced, which made you a bit nervous, scared that you somehow had made her mad at you, which was the absolute last thing you wanted.

“I am completely serious here. You are a strong person, and your being upset right now shows how much you care about your job and the people you help. That is something that no one can take away from you and something that shows the amount of strength you have to be able to continue to do this job every single day.” She didn’t break eye contact with you the entire time she spoke. Her face had begun to get softer the more she spoke to you, showing how genuine she was about how she felt, about how strong and caring you were.

You both just sat there for a few moments, you soaking in what she said, and her letting you deal with whatever was going on in your mind. You never really understood why it was so hard for you to ask for help, or why you held yourself to such a high standard. You would never think poorly of one of your teammates for crying or even just having a hard time on a case. You would think they just simply cared about their job enough to still be human and have strong emotions.

“I know you’re going through your feelings right now, and just know whenever you’re ready to talk, or even if you just want to sit here and be together I can do whatever. I also have some cheese puffs in my drawer over there if you want some.”

This made you smile, “JJ, you have my favorite snacks in your drawer?”

A blush passed over her cheeks, which filled you almost with a sense of pride that you made her happy.

“I maybe have your favorite snack in my drawer, and I maybe bought them when you told me what your favorite snack was. I wanted them in case you ever needed or wanted them.” She turned her head away from you for a second and you just sat there and smiled at her.

JJ was the first person on this team to make you feel appreciated and that made you feel a part of the team. She was the type of person who would make every single person in the room with her feel comfortable and allow them to have time to speak. If someone talked over someone around her she would make the point to make sure they got the chance to speak about whatever they were trying to say. She was just simply put, a good person. Of course, she had your favorite snack in her drawer, only she would.

When she turned her head back to you, you leaned forward and kissed her. It was a soft kiss at first, allowing her to back away if she didn’t feel the same way about you. Once she pressed harder into you and deepened the kiss you knew it was over for you both. The kiss quickly became more passionate. You pressed your hand against her cheek and she ran her fingers through your hand, pulling a bit which made a moan escape your lips. You could feel her smile against your mouth. You went to reach to move her top off of her shoulder when you both heard someone walk by her office and Hotch, your boss, began talking.

You quickly stood up, began to rearrange your clothes, and fix your hair. You smiled down at JJ who was looking up at you with stars in her eyes. She started laughing a mix of panic and just pure amusement. Neither of you planned for this to happen. It was just a friend helping a friend in need, and then it progressed to what felt like two school girls doing something while the principal was doing his rounds. It honestly was the best thing that came out of this terrible day. You couldn’t have asked for anyone better to make everything feel right again.

You reached down and kissed JJ on the forehead, “That was…”

JJ didn’t hesitate to finish your sentence, “Yeah.” With a quick smile, you both walked out of her office, knowing you were going to finish that later.

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luvstarss · 1 year ago

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can I have a request with jj maybank x shy! reader where you work at the beach in a bar or something like that and stares at him all the time bc you're afraid to ask him out and he gives a typical jj answer for stalking him and you're upset & avoiding him. until kie tells JJ he's wrong it's just you're in awe? Fluff ending please 🥺

You can write it like you want, just an idea! Love it anyway

Oblivious

JJxReader

Warnings:Alchohol.Talk about sex I guess?

I'm working behind the counter as I watch JJ pick out some surf gear "You're staring"my co-worker Leah chimes in "Hm what?"I say as I snap out of my train of thought. She just laughs and continues to stock shelves.

JJ had been coming into the store almost every day for the last few weeks buying random shit like surf wax or a new shark necklace. He comes up to the counter "Just them please" he says as he looks at me with a smile "You've been coming here a lot recently"I giggle with a smile "Surf season coming up good waves and shit I gotta prepare" he replies with a cheesy grin.

I round up his items "fifteen dollars fifty"I say as I open the register "fuck I've only got 10 hold em' for me ?I'll come back to pay for the rest" he replies as he looks through his pockets embarrassment painted on his face."you're good"I say with a small smile "what?"he says looking up “don't worry about it take it as my discount"I say "oh-Thankyou so much"he says with a warm smile as I give him his stuff and he leaves the surf shop.

Timeskip

“You sure I look okay Ames?”I say in an unsure tone to my best friend Amy as I look in the mirror pulling my dress down and doing what I can to make myself feel more comfortable in the short skin tight material “bitch you look so fucking good” she says as she stares back at me through the reflecting in the mirror.

“don’t worry JJ will love it” she adds with a teasing grin. I give her an unimpressed look through the mirror “I fucking hate the fact I like him” I reply as I brush out the curls in my hair “Can’t help true love” she says with the same teasing grin still painted on her face.

Me and Amy finish up getting ready and head to the boneyard. As we walk onto the sand the sweet smell of alcohol and weed fills my senses. We go over to the keg and fill up our cups. As I look around grasping my surroundings I lock eyes with a familiar blonde boy standing with his usual group of friends wearing his signature grey cargo shorts and black tank top. I immediately look away and turn back to Amy.

“are u even listening?”she scoffs “I-yeah”I reply my tone sounding a lot more unsure than I intended “girl go over there”she grins as she follows my gaze to JJ “No way shut up”I respond with an eye roll.

Somehow throughout the night me and Amy had migrated around the bomb fire with JJ and his group of friends just laughing and talking to each other the alcohol taking slight effect slowly but surely. Me and Jj keep catching each other’s eyes but I ignore it and keep talking to other people surrounding us.

“JJ you just can never admit you’re in the wrong dumbass” Kiara giggles as she sips her drink. “No, she practically tried to fuck me on the fucking sand!”He defends “I mean I wouldn’t have said no to a hot kook” he adds with his signature toothy grin. I feel my cheeks rush in slight jealousy. Amy gives me a look. “JJ you need to get over her” John B. chimes in “Her dad's like a rich kook who owns the whole entire neighbourhood “John b adds deflating JJ's ego.

I get up and go back over to the keg to fill up my cup. Amy jogs over to me “You okay?” she says scanning my face for a signal of how I feel “What? oh yeah, all good” I reply with a small smile “He’s being an ass don’t worry” She says referring to jj talking about that girl “Amy me and JJ have had like two conversations I have no right at all to be jealous and shit “I reply as I run my hand through my hair “so your jealous?” she clocks with a smirk “bitch shut up” I scoff with a grin as we go back over to the group.JJ shouts my name “Hm?”I respond confused as I look at the blonde .

He looks at Kiara then back at me “Your a kook if you were my girl-“He begins clearly trying to prove another point to John B or some shit before he can finish Kiara hits him in the arm “what did I do!”he responds in a defensive tone. I laugh it off as I sip my drink.

Me and Amy end up wondering off from the group I see Kiara talking to JJ.

“JJ she obviously fucking likes you!”Kiara says as she hits JJ arm “Stop fucking hitting me!and no she doesn’t!”he says defending himself“you’re so oblivious”Kiara sighs “You don’t see it because your a guy”she adds “I-cam does not like me your just being weird”he scoffs “fucking talk to her JJ”Kiara adds as she goes off to talk to John B.

Im just stood with Amy as we talk and sip on our drink when I see the blonde slightly stumble over to us “Cam can I talk to you?”JJ speaks as he look between me and Amy . Me and Amy just give each other a look “I-um sure”I reply confused . Amy nods as she walks away back over to the bombfire. “What’s up?”I say confusion still laced in my voice . “Do u like me?shit- I don’t know how do do all this shit-Kiara said you liked me”he says as I runs his hand over his face in embarrassment .

“I-well -“I begin. “I like you and I feel really bad talking about that girl in front of you earlier. Kiara told me and it was a total dick move”he says as he scans my face for a sign of hesitance “wow JJ captain of hookups actually likes a girl?”I grin teasingly.He gives me a look with a grin spread on his face “I like you too Maybank”I laugh “Soo does this mean free shit from the surf shop?”He grins as he throws an arm around me .

Hate the ending of this sooo much. I hope this fits the request enough I tried. Thankyou for the request 💞

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jenniferjareauwife · 8 months ago

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Hello! Please could u do JJxreader (not a bau member) where they have their first time but reader struggles cos of sh scars. Lots of comfort & fluff pls <33

You Never Have To Hide From Me

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: smut

warnings: scissoring, self harm scars

word count: 1019

summary: request above

JJ squeezed my hand as she led me to her bedroom, doing quite poorly at hiding her glee. The top three buttons of her shirt were already unbuttoned from the make out on her couch.

"Come here." She pulled me in for another deep kiss, smiling into it as she gently pushed me onto the bed, taking her shirt off eagerly, not daring to break the kiss. I tangled my hands in her hair, grunting as she slid her knee between my legs. "Can...I...take this...off?" She asked between hungry kisses, thumbing at the collar of my shirt. I hesitantly pulled away from the kiss, wanting to say yes. I wanted this so bad and it was evident that she did too. "Is something wrong?" Her voice softened, sensing my hesitance.

"It's just um..." I tilted my head to the side, feeling her gaze on me.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to baby." She whispered, kissing my cheek while pushing my hair to the side gently.

"No no, I want to do this it's just...there's some...marks?" I didn't really know how to put it but I hoped she would put two and two together.

She was silent for a moment but I felt it click inside her head, she gently grabbed my chin to turn my head towards her. "It's ok." She whispered sincerely.

"It's just no one's ever seen them before so I don't know what you're going to think." I blurted. "I don't want to mess this up." She shook her head with a soft smile, planting a kiss on my nose.

"You're not going to mess this up my love. There's nothing that would make me run away." She assured. "I love you, I love all of you, that includes the hard times." She kissed my nose again. "I want to be here to support you, to assure you that I'm gonna be here no matter what." I nodded, my heartbeat slowing down a bit. "But we don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"I want to do it." I nodded eagerly, starting to unbutton my shirt before she gently pulled my hands away and did it for me, looking me in the eye the whole time.

I wasted no time in grabbing the back of her head and pulling her in for another heated kiss. I gasped as JJ pushed her knee further against me, the friction as I slightly lifted my hips up feeling too good. "Off." I whimpered.

"What?" She mumbled against my lips.

"Off pants off." She smiled and laughed before backing away from the kiss to unbutton her pants. I stared at her breasts which were now on full show in front of my face.

"Like what you see?" She teased.

"Mhm." I let out a small moan, reaching out to take them in my hands, softly squeezing them, forgetting that she was now getting completely naked right before me until I looked down. I completely froze. She was magnificent. My right hand dropped down to her thigh, slowly drifting higher and higher until I had a grip on her ass.

"Not so fast my love." She chuckled, reaching down to unbutton my pants. I lifted my hips so she could pull them down faster, too dazed to do anything else.

"Please." I whispered, not wanting to wait any longer. I don't think I had ever needed anything more than I needed this.

She ran her fingers along my stomach scars, gently kissing each one before kissing up to my neck, holding eye contact the whole time. "JJ please." I tugged on her hair needing more. She just chuckled against my neck, sucking and biting as she lined herself up with me, grinding slowly. I couldn't help but moan, it felt too good.

"Yeah? You like that?" She mumbled, one hand reaching down to trace my scars again. "Feels good?"

"Mhm." I couldn't think straight, I had never felt anything like this before.

"You're so beautiful like this." Her teeth grazed my pulse point, causing me to arch up into her.

"Jesus- fuck."

"He's not here right now baby." She chuckled. I gripped her waist tightly, pulling her against me, needing to feel all of her. "You make such pretty noises." She whispered in my ear, small moans escaping her lips. She was close. "So gorgeous. All of you." I felt warmth spread through my body at her words and she noticed. "Oh you like that don't you?"

"Mhm."

"You like being praised?" My head fell to the side, pleasure coursing through me. I was so close, so fucking close. "You're doing so good baby. Being so good for me." I let out a half moan half whine, my body reacting out of control with her words. "You're so beautiful, every inch of you." She sat up slightly, her hands grabbing just above my waist on each side, her thumbs caressing the edges of my scars.

"Jayje...I'm so close."

"I know you are baby. You're so pretty like this."

"I'm so close." I repeated, my eyes fluttering shut, I sensed her smile, her speed picking up, hips stuttering every so often. She was close too.

"You're gonna come with me alright?"

"Yeah- yes please." I reached for any part of her body, just wanting to feel her. "I'm so close."

"Me too baby...come with me...now." She let out a gasp, her hips stuttering as she chased her high. My back arched up, a loud moan escaping my lips, the feeling almost overwhelming.

Once the feeling was over we were both panting, she was staring down at my body with a blush. "You alright?" Her voice was soft again, thumbs going back to caressing my scars, making me even more relaxed.

"Mhm. Never better." I smiled lazily, not being able to give her anything more at the moment.

"You never have to hide from me." She whispered as she relaxed her body on top of me, her face inches from mine. I just gave her a small nod. "I love you."

"I love you too."

#x reader #criminal minds #jennifer jareau #jennifer jareau x reader #wlw post #lgbtq #jennifer jareau x you

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lesbiantaylorswiftstan · 5 months ago

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kiss me, try to fix it, could you just try to listen?

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau/Reader

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 1/1

Word count: 3,553

Request: "When no nut November is over, write a JJxreader fic where the reader has to ask permission to come"

Summary: After you ignore her instructions and make a reckless decision in the field, JJ takes you home and makes you prove that you know how to follow directions.

Link on AO3

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds smut #jennifer jareau #jennifer jareau x reader #jj x reader #my fics

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nikoniclove · 4 months ago

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Do you have favourite chapters/stories that you've written?

Are there any other Jemily fics you love?

Favorites from other folks are here:

Favorites I’ve written are here:

#nikonic.answers

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boysssofthemonth · 1 year ago

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if we had it our way update

i know part thirteen just came out but i might post the fourteenth part to ��if we had it our way’ just cause its more of a filler part. and dont want u guys to wait another day for nothing.

so i’ll post the fourteenth part in a couple hours but in the mean time. check out the thirteenth part here

and also give some love to jjxreader soft launch on socials here 🤍

#if we had it our way #rafe cameron #outerbanks #jj maybank #drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #outerbanks rafe #rafe obx #rudy pankow texts #jj maybank fluff #rafecameron #boyfriend rafe

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darlingchronicles · 7 months ago

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RHYTHM & REVELRY | SEASON 1 | EP 5

pairing; TALKSHOW HOST!FEM!READER X GUITARIST!JJ MAYBANK (SMAU)

summary; as a talk show co-host, topics such as gossip, rumors and scandals pop up left and right. when reader takes a small hit at the lead guitarist of 'surf junkies' in an episode, a whirlwind of events is gonna sweep her off her feet. that is...if the cameras don't catch it first

notes; reader goes by 'blue' (backstory stuff), reader does not have description and any photos used are just place holders (you can imagine her however you want), inspired by @zyafics and her amazing SMAU

tags; SMAU, college au, fake-dating | masterlist

episodes; ep 4, ep 5, ep 6

darlinglore: a little wheezie interlude bc she deserves the love!!! shout out to my insane boyfriend rafe. next chapter: blue and jj <3

check out my bookshelf

#darlingchronicles #jj maybank concept #jj maybank #obx #outer banks #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x fem!reader #jj maybank x reader #rhythm&revelry #jj obx #jjxreader #jj maybank x y/n

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ohcaptains · 1 year ago

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ooh idk if u can answer but is the reader in ur jjxreader fic gonna be a kook or a pogue? Very excited 4 it

pogue !! i’m ngl i don’t like kook!reader lol

#ask #anon

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onegayastronaut · 8 months ago

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Okay, I’ve had this idea about a JJxreader fic (hear me out cuz it’s a doozy) the reader was like engaged to the daughter of this infamous organized crime person (reddington vibes from blacklist). And like reader is trained as like this super agent and is the daughters partner in the crime biz together. The FBI is closing in and the reader sacrifices herself to get arrested so the daughter and dad can escape the country. Reader thinks they are coming back for her but the FBI ends up killing the dad and the readers fiancé thinks that the reader flipped and was a mole for the gov the whole time. Daughter is in another country for years planning revenge. The Reader is so good at being an assassin, spy, marksman (literally good at everything) that the CIA is like you have to work for us and we will give you immunity in exchange for info bcz we can’t have you just in a prison somewhere cuz you’ll escape. So she works for the CIA for a little bit being an absolute like shadow assassin badass like with a ghost name and no one knows who it is. Well after proving her loyalty to the gov (and the reader realizes she kinda likes being on the “good” side of the law and helping people) they let her go to the BAU where she meets JJ and they have been dating for a couple years. Hotch is the only one who knows about readers but eventually he trusts her too after a few years of seeing her work at BAU. One day they get a case and it really reminds Reader of the crime family style of crime scene so she kinda hints at maybe the team should look into them (the daughter is back and trying to draw reader out) they are working on the case when Daughter shows up to the station and drops the bomb of reader was my fiancé and a crime boss etc. the reader tells the team of her past and they come to the conclusion it was the daughter and she is trying to kill reader. BUT when the daughter finds out that the reader wasn’t a mole and only turned against them when daughter abandoned her in prison, she just wants the reader back with her and running the fam business with her. The team and reader decided to manipulate the daughter while the daughter is trying to manipulate the reader by telling the reader that the BAU won’t want her anymore now that they know her past. The reader lets the daughter think she is back with her bcz the team doesn’t trust her anymore (they somewhat do tho, like this will also be kinda like how Emily was doing these bad things in season 7 to take down Doyle and Morgan didn’t trust her anymore cuz of it but like she wasn’t a bad person and they know that) the reader is with daughter doing crime stuff trying to taker daughter down. But she is tryna stay true to JJ and not fall for daughter again. And JJ and reader will have some issues to work through. It’s more of a BAUxReader but reader is dating JJ bcz I’m JJ trash 🤣 like I said tho was a doozy. And if you don’t feel like you want to do this I understand, if you do feel that way if you had another writer friend who you think would love to do this I’d appreciate if you sent them this to see if they’d write the fic about it.

This is a fic years in the making babes! Hope you like the first part!

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mrsmaybank · 4 years ago

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I Still Hate You - JJ Maybank x Reader

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

Summary: You hate JJ and JJ hates you, but after he’s forced to give you a ride home, words are exchanged and your issues are resolved.....in your bed.

cw: smut, daddy kink, hatefuck, JJ being annoying, cursing(a lot), shitty writing

Rivalries and curses between teenagers were anything but rare on the Outer Banks. Honestly, there was a proper war on the island. I’m not talking about Kooks versus Pogues, though. This war is much more….personal. This is the war between me, and JJ Maybank.

His blonde head turned for a second to look behind him before swiftly, but not at all smoothly, speeding up to cut-off the Toyota Camry in front of us.

“Wow. You even drive like an asshole.” I scoffed. “Huh?” He pretended not to hear me. “I said, you’re an asshole.” I almost shouted into his ear. “Can you hear me now?” I mocked.

“Are you done? ‘Cause I could just leave you on the side of the road.” He retorted with the same nonchalant attitude he always spoke to me in.

“You wouldn’t.” I shrugged.

“Oh yeah? Give me three reasons I shouldn’t make you fucking walk home.”

I couldn’t tell if he was serious. He might’ve been.

“Um...for one, John B would kill you. Two, Kiara would kill you. And let’s see…. three, Pope would kill you.” I beamed at my own delivery of the very obvious reasons JJ would never leave me anywhere, no matter how much he might want to. Our shared friends would make him pay if he ever crossed that line.

He just rolled his eyes. I sat proudly in my seat as a comfortable silence overtook the truck.

Five minutes before we would get to my side of the island and our destination, JJ spoke.

God, we were so close to just being done with this shitty drive.

“Do you just not get any dick? Like at all? Is that why you’re so uptight?” He sounded genuinely curious.

“Oh my fucking god!” I slapped him over the center console. “What is wrong with you?!”

He just smiled his stupid cocky smile. “Sooo...yes?”

“What goes on in your head that makes you think that’s an okay thing to ask?”

“Kie tells me about her endeavors.” He laughed as he drew on. “....of the sexual kind.”

I just shook my head, “Yeah, well Kie tolerates you. I don’t.”

He tried to speak but I cut him off, “Anyway why are you so concerned if I’m getting any?!”

In an almost inaudible tone he muttered, “I could fuck that out of you.”

My brain malfunctioned and I swallowed hard. “What?”

“That horrible fucking attitude and smart ass mouth…” He looked away from the road and at me. “I could fuck it out of you.”

In the most pathetic display of wit ever, I tried to stand my ground. I just couldn’t think. I was beyond flustered. I mean..I mean! Was he propositioning me?! Or was this his new method of torturing me?

“Yeah..right.” I got out.

JJ just laughed.

“Pff..” I looked out the window to avoid making eye contact. “No.”

“No, what? Did you start thinking about it or something?”

My eyes bulged out of my head. Maybe I did!?

“Shut the fuck up. And slow down. This is a residential area.”

We pulled into my driveway and we both got out. I turned around when I realized he’d followed me to the doorstep. “I’m not inviting you in.” I looked up at him with my arms crossed.

“You have the keg.” He replied in the most annoying, know-it-all way he could.

I shook my head, “Right.” I unlocked the door and stepped in.

“Your house is nice.” He said looking around and putting his hat on the front mantel. “Your parents still out of town?”

“Thanks.” I led him to the kitchen. “And yeah. They get back next week. Kegs in here.”

“Right.” He said softly.

“Right.” I replied even softer.

Was the AC on in here?

Why was I so hot?

Why was JJ looking at me like that?

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I screeched when I noticed his weird ass pensive stare into my eyes. “Did you start thinking about it or something?” I mocked.

“No.” he said dryly but convincingly, picking up the Keg to take back to his truck. I began walking him out.

“See you later?”

“Obviously dumbass.” I rolled my eyes. “I bought the Keg. I’m going to the party.”

He threw the keg into his backseat and waved as I closed the door.

“Bye.”

“Bye.” I flipped him off before shutting the door.

I sighed and began to replay the events of the car ride again. Okay, the thoughts were less about the actual conversation and more about what it would be like to have JJ’s hands in my pants. It could never happen. I could never let him win. But I could think about it in the privacy of my own head as much as I wanted. And honestly, I did. Quite often. Even before today. Did I hate him? Sure. But was I immensely attracted to his stupid hot face and stupid hot abs and hair and…

“Fuck!” The knock on the door scared me but I rushed to open it. It was JJ.

“What?!”

He laughed at my frustration and grabbed my face, crashing his lips on mine. He kissed me hard, with purpose and with a force so strong it was like he’d been waiting for years to do just this.

I kissed him back softer. Completely, and utterly submitting to him and the overwhelming desire I felt.

We were like that for a while. Heaving for breaths in between harsh, sloppy kisses as it got hotter and hotter and hotter. My hands had found a place entangled in his hair but his wandered. They pinched my waist and caressed my back. They pulled me closer and closer. I tugged at his shirt in a silent beg for him to do what he said he would. Fuck me.

He took it off almost instantly, kissing me again as I caressed the skin of his bare shoulders.

We both kicked our shoes off and without separating mouths I tried to start for my bedroom. In the blind rush there, I knocked over a vase.

He tried to stop and address it but I didn’t let him.

“I don’t care.” I whispered before kissing him again.

“You’re that desperate?” He smirked back. I took the opportunity to discard my shirt.

“Shut up.”

For the first time, he completely stopped. He grabbed my cheeks with his hands forcing my lips to pucker saying, “Watch your mouth.”

He went to kiss me again, now grabbing my hair into a makeshift ponytail to kiss down my neck. “Say you’re sorry.”

He was still him and I was still me though, so I didn’t. But also…. I couldn’t. Not while he was laying wet kisses all over my chest. He bit down on a particularly sensitive patch of skin and I couldn’t do anything but let out a pathetic mewl. He took advantage of that. “Say you’re fucking sorry.”

“I’m...sorry..” He smiled against my skin when he heard it. Leading me closer to my bedroom door with strong hands on my hips he teased again. “Atta girl.”

I began undoing the button of my shorts, sliding them off and he stopped me as I stepped out of them. “Where’s your room?”

I grabbed his hand and led him to it, “Over here.”

When I let go of him he sat down on the bed and began giving me instructions.

“Close the door and come sit.” I did as I was told and shut the door.

When I sat on his lap he kissed me again, “I like you so much better like this.” His hand slowly creeped into my underwear. “Any last words?” He teased me.

“I still fucking hate you.”

He responded by entering me with his fingers as I desperately searched for something to grab onto. “Shut the fuck up.”

I unfortunately did. Simply experiencing way too much pleasure to speak.

“You’re so wet.” He let me know graciously, continuing his ministrations inside me like it was the last thing he’d ever do. I felt drunk on his touch and I wanted more. I palmed him through his shorts, getting up and kneeling in between his legs. He hummed in satisfaction and I began undoing his pants. “I want it.” I slurred.

“‘Course you do.” We worked in sync to remove the constraining fabric.

I bit my lip and kissed the tip ever so gently. His eyes never left mine as I continued to softly taste.

“Don’t be a fucking tease.” He pulled me up off the floor. “Just sit on it.”

I agreed and began to slowly sink myself down on him.

“Look at that.” he started, “You’re not so tough when you're on my dick.”

Every word that left his mouth made my hips rock a little faster.

“You’re so cute like this.”I moaned as his hands made their way to my boobs, the slow fondling a contrast to the desperate pace of my hips.

“So quiet and pretty.”

“You just wanted my attention, huh? Is that why you were so mean?”

I nodded my head as the knot in my stomach tightened. “Wanted to be a little whore for me?” He enunciated by fucking up into me harder and harder. “Hm?” One hand left my chest to rub circles on my clit.

“Yes!” I gasped, “Yes, yes, yes. Please--Daddy!” The Freudian slip left my lips before I could think, but JJ did not seem to mind one bit.

“Oh fuck me….” He let out, bucking his hips and thrusting up impossibly harder. “I should’ve done this sooner.”

My legs started to shake as I felt myself getting dangerously close to the edge. JJ must’ve felt it because he placed his hand right under my chin and told me, “Ask me.”

I laughed and threw my head back, “Ask you what?”

“Ask me if you can come.”

I whined, “Can I come, Daddy?”

“No.”

He flipped me over so he was on top and began pounding into me with even more force than before. “This is for every time you were a total--Fuck!” He shook his head “You’re so tight.” He stayed fully inside of me and gave me a wet kiss before spitting out, “For everytime you were a fucking bitch.”

“I’m soo sorry,” I droned sarcastically in between moans. If I was close before, now I was just seconds away. Tears were pooling out of my eyes at the sheer intensity of how hard JJ was fucking me. I guess the rumors were true. He was good at this. Really good at this.

“Come inside me.” I whispered in his ear. “I’m on the pill.”

“Yeah?” he smiled, as one hand went to hold me down by the shoulder. “You first.” The other hand rubbed my clit with care.

“Fuck Jayj! Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m gonna-”

“Come babe, go ahead.” My vision went white and he kissed my open mouth. There was a symphony of kiss-drowned out moans and the violently loud slapping of skin as he sheathed himself as far inside me as he could and filled me. The orgasm was otherworldly.

“Holy shit.” He panted and rolled off me. To my suprise, a sweaty arm wrapped around me and held me to his chest. Looking down slightly he asked, “Did I fuck the physco bitch out of you?”

“Shut up, you like me.” I responded. “Just a little.” he kissed my forehead and it was sweet. He was a sweet boy.

“What’d you come back for?” I asked, thinking I knew the answer.

“My hat.”

We laid there for a while in a different type of comfortable silence.

“I have to get ready.” I said, getting up. I tossed him his shorts, “Let’s go get the rest of our clothes.”

He got up and followed me out, kissing me again as soon as we were in the living room.

“Who is desperate now?” I asked.

“I can’t help it. You’re so-”

“Hi guys.” John B said, smiling from the couch as Kie and Sara bursted out laughing from the loveseat. Pope’s mouth was hung open.

“Oh fucking great.” I exasperated.

JJ in typical, shithead JJ fashion, just smiled.

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