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New photo of JD and Rudy on set OBX4

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love how we're just all in a general consensus that s1!JJ >>>>>

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aaah I got too many wips lol so I'm reducing it to the three recent ones

no pressure tags: @maybankskiss @lilymorningstarr @vewwonati @mononijikayu

Lovebirds fic (jjxoc)

“How do you feel?” JJ asked after he had cleaned me up and we were lying in bed, ready to fall asleep.  “Happy,” I replied because the word "loved” was still not ready to fall from either of our lips.  “I don't want you to feel any pressure to do anything,” he brushed a few hairs from my face and I nodded. “You're my dream girl, Mainland.” He pulled me closer into him, nuzzling his head into my neck and breathed lower. “My pretty girl.”  I placed a kiss on his head and listened to his shallow breaths as I fell asleep. “Love you too, J,” I whispered while drifting off and hoping that he hadn't actually heard me. 

I can fix him (I really can) fic (rafe)

And your friends were on board, covering for you when you had a date with him. And even more so when he asked you to stay overnight for the first time.  “We don't have to do anything you don't want to. I don't want to pressure you, princess,” he whispered and kept kissing your neck, soft moans falling from your lips. You turned and straddled him in his seat on the big couch. Lips engulfed by his in a heated kiss that made your head dizzy. And your hands were in his hair, while his groped at your ass.  “God, you're so gorgeous,” Rafe sighed, his eyes raking over you in your tiny summer dress.  “Thank you,” you felt your cheeks go crimson. It was still a mystery to you that a guy like him wanted to be with you

10 things I hate about you fic (rafe)

“So fucking gorgeous and all mine,” his raspy voice filled your mind and made you hazy. There was no denying it, you would've let Rafe Cameron ruin you if it meant he would stay with you forever.  “Why don't you take off this pretty dress I bought you and get on your knees.” The gravel in his voice was making your clit throb ever harder and there was no way he would grant you a release yet. So instead, you stepped away from him and slowly slipped out of the satin dress, a flimsy and tiny piece of red fabric. Underneath it you were wearing nothing but a G-string, a G-string that was already wetter than you had ever thought possible.

Last Line Challenge

Thank you for the tag @joejoequinnquinn

Aim: in a new post, copy and paste the last line you wrote from any of your WIPs, then tag some pals to join in!

This is for the follow up of I Don’t Think We Are In 1986 Anymore?

"So, uh- you gonna call me Uncle Eddie?" You turn to see that smirk still plastered on his face.

"Absolutely not," you deadpan.

"Why not?"

Because that would mean I want to fuck my uncle...

🤭no pressure tags: @xxbimbobunnyxx @babygorewhore @voyeurmunson @rowanswriting @andvys @lokis-army-77

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jj maybank dating a swiftie

in honor of ttpd, and bc i made a rafe version so it was only right to feed my jj girlies too <33

pairing: bf!jj x swiftie!reader

context: you're a swiftie dating jj maybank.

words: 278

warnings: reader's a MAJOR swiftie

let's be real, jj's 100% a closeted swiftie and the BIGGEST swiftie boyfriend ever—like screams the lyrics with you in the twinkie and everything.

he's not a kook, but he would definitely work extra hours and save up just to get you tickets to the eras tour.

"j, you didn't have to do this." "i wanted to."

he'd match and dress up with you, no question.

pope and john b would 100% make fun of him for it, but he wouldn't care.

"anything for my girl," he says, squeezing you up to his side as kie and sarah take pics of the two of you.

his favorite songs are cruel summer and betty—and he knows every word to each of them.

he'll occasionally surprise you with one of her cd's so you can play her in the twinkie.

dancing with him to ALL of her songs—slow or not.

his favorite album is 1989.

when you can't sleep at night, he'll put on folklore or evermore and play with your hair until you do.

he knows to only put on taylor's version.

he'll organize a swiftie themed birthday party for you.

"i can't believe you guys did this!" "it was all jj's idea."

him only posting you to taylor swift songs on his stories; you doing the same for him.

matching taylor swift captions on insta posts.

he could listen to you sing and play taylor on your guitar for HOURS.

"i've loved you three summers now, honey" "... but i want them all."

him knowing all of the titles to her albums.

"you're such a swiftie boyfriend, you know that?" "i am not! … okay, maybe just a little."

expect a new part to my jj/rafe series by tn!! :)

reblogs and comments are deeply appreciated <33

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I've been thinking about girldad!JJ a lot these days

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you're like my fave rafe writer :*

sjsgshdjkshshsjdk 😭😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

but seriously, I'm always scared to write him bc I don't think I'm doing him justice

I'm so fucking happy that you like it 😭😭😭😭

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definitely need a part two on this one it was SOOOO GOOOOD OMG 🫦🫠

Warnings: hooking up with your ex JJ

“Shh, JJ.” You hiss, clamping your hand down over his mouth as you continue to bounce on his cock. Your friends were just in the other room. If they caught you guys hooking up again you’d never hear the end of it. Not to mention the mess with John B from last summer..

“Mmm.” JJ moans behind your hand, his head leaned back against the dresser while you ride him. You weren’t even entirely sure how you’d ended up on the floor in John B’s old room, riding your ex’s cock. Sex seemed to be the only thing you two did right.

“Be quiet or I’ll stop.” You growl, bouncing on the balls of your feet as JJ’s eyes suddenly widen with fear that you’ll follow through on your threat. He mumbles incoherently behind your hand, his body tense beneath yours.

“I’d hate to leave you even more desperate for me.” You taunt, leaning in to kiss the side of his neck and making him growl behind your hand. His own hands tighten on your hips like he’ll keep you from stopping. He starts to thrust up into you again and you have to fight back your own sounds of pleasure. His dick was perfect and so so deep but you were no where close to cumming. This was just for him.

“Be my good boy and cum for me.” You whisper, leaning in so you’re nose to nose. JJ whimpers behind your hand, his fingers biting into your hips even harder as he helps you move.

“Fill me up, JJ. Give me all your cum so I’m dripping—.” His body jerks as his eyes roll back in his head and his orgasm takes over. You watch as his eyelids flutter and your body is flooded with his warmth as he continues to convulse until his hands are urging you to stop your movements. You could almost cum just from watching his orgasm but you’d already been in here for too long.

“Fuck.” JJ mumbles behind your hand, his body lax and his chest heaving with each breath. You lower your hand to lean in and kiss him sweetly on the lips. He tries to deepen the kiss, holding you to him but you pull away.

“Good boy.” You whisper before slowing rising to your full height and letting him see the mess running down your thighs. JJ exhales through his nose, eyes exhausted but pleading.

“You’re cruel.” JJ grumbles, running his fingers up your thighs but you step back, shaking your head.

“Come on, before they come looking.” His cock was still out and half-hard, just begging for more attention but you forced yourself to move to the door on the opposite side of the room.

“Aren’t you going to clean up? You can’t go out there with no panties!” JJ hisses, scurrying to his feet and tucking himself away. Where were your panties?

“I’ll let you punish me later. Maybe.” You wink as his expression darkened. He took a warning step towards you but you were already opening the door. The thought of his jealousy and punishment excited you to no end. He could be mean when he wanted to be.

Fuck the panties.

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In the Middle of the Night

Pairings: JJ Maybank x reader

Summary: JJ wakes up to a pleasant surprise

Word count: 400

Warnings: SMUT, swearing, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex

I wake to a wet and warm feeling. A burning building in my stomach makes me realize what has brought me to consciousness. Her mouth was working wonders on me, sucking me down until I hit the back of her throat. She took me so well, she didn't even gag. My good fucking girl. 

She doesn't stop when I wrap my hand around the back of her hair and tug on it. She just moans gently around me, the vibrations causing a hitch in my throat. I couldn't hold back my own moans as she wrapped her mouth around me even tighter, tracing her tongue over my tip every so often. I was right there. 

I groaned when she stopped abruptly. I was about to complain when she slipped her panties off and started to straddle my lap. My hands immediately went to her waist, helping her guide herself down on me. I sucked in a heavy breath when I felt her warmth engulf me. 

"Couldn't sleep princess?" I tease. 

"I needed you inside of me." She rasped before slowly starting to roll her hips. She loved to go slow on purpose. Loved to torture me. My eyes fall to where our bodies are connected when she starts to bounce, getting lost in the sight of me disappearing inside of her. I could never get used to how tightly she wrapped around me. Her pussy sucked the life out of me like it was meant to do just that. 

I sat up coming chest to chest with her as my hand disappeared in between us. Trailing down to rub her swollen clit, her sweet whimpers were music to my ears. 

"Sound so pretty when I'm inside you baby girl, want you to cum for me." I coo before flipping us over. I push her knees to her chest and her pussy invites me in even deeper at this angle. I can already feel that neither one of us is gonna last the second I start thrusting. 

"Fuck me faster J." She begs and I come down on top of her, pinning her hands above her head before driving in harder and faster. She grows louder as her walls start to close in on me. The moment she soaks my cock, I'm done for and I'm busting inside of her. I kiss her as I continue to fuck her through our highs before resting my head on her shoulder. 

"Tired now princess?" 

"Mmmhmmm." Is all I get as an answer as she falls into unconsciousness. I kiss her forehead gently before burying my face in the crook of her neck and drifting off myself. 

Taglist: @lindzaylove @rosetintednorth @teelagurl558 @obx-pogue4life @sugarcoatedobrien @maybankxw @hopebaker @herejustforjj @apogueprincess @samxslaughter @pankowfruitsnacks @maybankslover @wannabestarkeysgirl @bjrmaybank @rafecameronswhore @honeybear-yammy@outerbankspov @truewdw1 @adventuresinobx @strokesofstokes @hoebx @onmykneesforrafe @slutforsmutsstuff @bethoconnor @starkeyobx @magnificantmermaid @penny4yourthoughts @drewbooooo @blueicequeen19 @slvtherinseeker @nianawrites

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kie has the potential to be such a likeable character but the writers keep failing and idk why

because sarah is just angel baby pookcakes who needs a break from the world and needs a big hug , she had potential to be a very dislikeable character but i think the fact that she knows she is a kook and doesn’t try to deter from that since S1

and she quite literally has lost everything just for her friends and embodying the idea of being a pogue instead of having like a foot in both worlds

which i think is what makes people turn away from kie as a character, she has a foot in both world yet doesn’t accept she has more than the rest of the pogues and the whole self righteous thing comes off just jarring

another example is cleo, she a baddie through and through

she is the pougeiest pogue to ever live and she doesn’t have anything except the rest of the pogues

also she is just angel face so how could you ever hate

but kie has such a potential to be a great character if she acknowledges her privilege in both worlds and they stop passing her around from boy to boy

she did pope wayyyy too dirty alongside snowbunny

need the writers to step up with their writing in kie because no teenage girl acts like that ever

yes u nailed it like kie doesnt land with people because she constant feels phony, disingenuous, and wishy washy. like you said sarah was well aware of her privilege and she uses it to help them like multiple times, whereas kie rejects it so fully that it loops around to her just seeming like a rich girl in her rebellious phase.

sarah never denied being a kook, she always knew she had tannyhill to go back to whereas with kie it feels like shes just slumming it until she can go back to her nice fancy house on figure 8. her inability to accept her background is what causes friction not only with the fans but also why it makes no sense for her to be with jj because hes constantly calling her out about it. hes always throwing digs at her and i cannot see them having anything more than their shaky friendship unless she gets a grip because jj will never get over it. and kie in general with all of them can be insensitive in the way that rich people tend to be, she almost trivializes what they go thru or brushes it off because she inherently has that disconnect. since she straddles the fence she both defends the pogues against the kooks but also acts like they can always get out of their situation nbd.

which is why i think it was actually smart if unintentional to make her a sort of environmentalist hippy chick. rich people get into environmentalism because its safe. they don't have to actually help impoverished people because they can focus on the sea turtles.

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jwkejekdor so good 😭

I Love You So Fucking Much

Pairings: Sweet!JJ x BestFriend!Fem!Reader

Warnings: MDNI, 18+, Fluff, Pussy Whipped!JJ, Surprise Kiss, Mention of Heavy Petting, Oral (Fem. receiving, short lived), p in v, no protection, cliffhanger, not really edited, etc.

Summary: The guys have been teasing JJ about his crush all day.

Authors Note: My first fic in a while! It's a little short, let me know if you want a part 2! I hope you like it!

JJ's POV:

Pope and John B apparently woke up and chose to torture me today. All day we've been with the girls and they wouldn't stop crackin' jokes. Basically I like my best friend and the guys pressured me into telling them that information a few days ago. I haven't seen her since before I told them, and I guess the guys just got really excited and wanna be dicks. Can't say I wouldn't do the same to one of them.

We were hangin' out in front of the fire at the chateau. I was in a fold up chair in between Pope and Sarah. John B was obviously directly next to Sarah and Kie and Y/N were on the other side of the fire. I couldn't stop staring at Y/N. She is gorgeous, her eyes lit up in front of the fire. "Got a lil drool there." Pope teases and reaches for my face, causing me to back up and slap his hand. Everyone noticed me slap him and was staring. "Why'd you hit Pope?" Sarah asked.

"Because it's funny." Is the best I could come up with. Everyone went back to their conversations but I saw John B whispering to Sarah out of the corner of my eye. Next thing I know Sarah turned to me and gasped, of course he fuckin' told the blabbermouth. I glare at her and whisper 'don't' , hopefully she listens.

Pope noticed the events and giggled to himself. "I don't see why you're so scared." Once again I was the center of attention. Kie finally pipes up. "JJ Maybank is scared of something? Never." Everyone giggled, exchanging nods.

Even though the topic changed many times I was still the focus of the night. The guys, and now Sarah, have still been teasing the whole time.

"I'm gonna go grab another beer, anyone want one?" Y/N asked the group as she stood up. Everyone gave her a nod or a 'yes'. "Wasn't expecting everyone, can someone help me?" She smiled with that small laugh that makes her cheeks go pink. She looked so perfect, the fire made her eyes twinkle.

"JJ would love to help you Y/N." Pope said before anyone could offer. "Yeah JJ go help our dear friend Y/N." John B said with a smug look on his face. Y/N shook off JB's weird look as I got up and followed behind her.

She was bent over in the fridge handing beers to me, not looking back. My teeth involuntarily bit my bottom lip as I stared at her ass. She was wearing shorts but she might as well be naked with the way I'm gawking at her.

I didn't notice she had stood up and turned around until a hand waved in front of my face. "Hey there, anybody home?" She giggles. Fuck that laugh was gorgeous. "oh uhm yeah sorry-" I apologized. She giggled again. "What were you so fixated on?" "Uhm- nothing..it's not really important.." I said while grabbing the beers and heading to the door. She shrugged it off as we just went outside.

When we made it back, apparently Kie played musical chairs because she was in my seat now. Leaving the two across from everyone open. We passed out the beers and I begged Kie to give me my seat back but she only smirked at me and waved me off. So everyone knows now, fuckin' great.

"Just come sit with me Jay- I don't bite." She smiled, patting the chair next to her. "What if he wants you to..." Pope muttered almost too loud. "What?" She asked, looking confused. I shook my head telling her not to worry about it and I took my seat next to her.

Everyone on the other side of the fire is having a conversation- well Pope and Kie are, Sarah and JB are sucking each other's faces off. Y/N and I just kinda sat in uncomfortable silence for a little bit before she spoke up. "Why have the guys been teasing you all day?" I was not prepared for this question so the truth just kinda came out. "Oh- uh they found out I uh like this girl and now they won't leave me alone about it." I said not looking into her eyes. "Awe I wanna know!" She said, full of excitement. I shook my head 'no' very vigorously, not uttering a word. Everyone was looking at us again. "Oh please! I love love! I won't tell her Jayj!" She smiled and grabbed my hand for reassurance but I couldn't focus. "Yeah, c'mon Jayj! She won't tell her!" John B chimed in teasingly. My cheeks were heating up as everyone, including her, looked at me. Her hand was still on mine.

"I need to take a leak." I sprung up out of my seat and announced to the others. Everyone just shrugged as I walked towards the house. I headed to the bathroom and actually did have to piss when I got there, so I guess it wasn't a full blown lie.

When I was done I washed up and calmed down. I stared in the mirror at my bright red cheeks. How did she have this effect on me?

When my emotions were finally under control I went to walk out of the bathroom, but I was met face to face with the goddess herself. "Are you okay Jayj? You've been gone a little while." She sounded so concerned and the way she calls me that nickname makes me wanna bust in my pants right here and now.

"Uhm yeah, just a little overheated from the fire." I shrug trying not to let her fluster me. She crossed her arms like she didn't believe a word I said. "You're acting really weird tonight Jayj...did I do something wrong?" The look on her face made me upset, she looked sad. "Of course not.." I rush to say. "I told you the guys have been messing with me about my crush all day, it's upsetting me.." That also wasn't a full blown lie. I was upset over the things they were saying, but only because they were saying everything in front of said crush.

"Wanna talk about it?" She whispered softly, her eyes begged. I just nodded before motioning to the guest bedroom so I could talk about it with her privately. I sat down on the bed and when she got in the room, she shut and locked the door. I was instantly hard but I knew that's not where this was going. Y/N found her spot next to me and faced her body towards me. I stayed on the edge of the bed, not looking at her but I really really wanted to.

I felt a hand creep onto my thigh. "It's okay if you don't wan-" I cut her off by turning and kissing her. Surprisingly she kissed me back. I'm not sure where this confidence came from, but I'm running with it. Neither of us stopped this kiss until she needed some air. When our lips parted, her face was laced with shock.

"I-I'm sorry- I shouldn't ha-" I started tripping over my words before she cut me off. "I liked it." She said, still filled with shock, which made me happy inside but I wasn't sure where to go from here.

We sat in silence for about a minute before she straddled me and took my lips with hers again. She laid me down, deepening the kiss as she very carefully and slowly rocked her hips on mine. She was so scared to move her hips that I almost didn't feel it against me. I moved mine more harshly against hers to show her it was okay.

After about 30 seconds of heavy petting, I was tearing her clothes off. We had switched positions now and she looked perfect. I was standing in front of her only in my shorts and boxers while she laid there naked. I couldn't help my eyes from wandering all over her body, which unfortunately made her freeze and hide her body. I moved her arms away trying to slowly soothe her. "You're gorgeous.." I smile at her. Before she could say anything I massaged her perfect tits and then got on my knees in front of her.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked. She gave a shy smile before eagerly nodding to me. "I wanna hear a 'yes', Y/N." It came out more stern than intended. "Ye-yes Jayj.." She stuttered. She fucking stuttered. Knowing that I'm the man getting her flustered and ready, is fueling my confidence. I just want to please her in this moment.

Her eyes followed my motions as I peppered kisses on the insides of her thighs. I couldn't stop staring into her beautiful, sparkling eyes. They had a hold on me and wouldn't let go. As I got closer to her heat, she made it quite clear that that is where she needed me most. I lightly placed kisses up and down, reaching from her dripping wet hole to her swollen clit. A moan escaped her lips as she stared into my eyes. I couldn't keep teasing I needed her now. I gave her a few good minutes of sucking and licking while reaching to fondle her tits. I would have continued but I heard a soft voice say-

"JJ please fuck me..."

That's all I needed to hear. I pulled my shorts and boxers down and gave myself a few slow strokes. Her eyes landed on my dick and went wide. Her jaw dropped and she kept staring. "It will fit." I chuckled knowing that's what she was worried about.

My hands reached for her cheeks to pull her closer into a soft, passionate kiss. I climbed on top of her, never breaking our kiss and lined myself up with her entrance. Y/N wrapped her arms around my neck as I pushed myself into her slowly which resulted in her pulling her mouth away from mine to let out a moan. I smirked and pulled her lips back to mine as I began to thrust inside her at an easy pace.

"Fuck Jay, you feel so good..." She said under her breath. I watched as her eyes and head rolled back with her pretty little mouth wide open, making the most beautiful sounds. "Keep your eyes on me pretty girl." I said pulling her gaze back to me by her chin with my first finger.

"D-don't call me that.. I'll cum" She said with a light laugh causing me to giggle a little. I hid my face in the nape of her neck because I felt embarrassed and also flustered. The way we were able to laugh and not feel pressured felt amazing. This felt natural. I started giving her neck small kisses before I found her sweet spot, I sucked on it until it was a deep red and purple. The moans I was responsible for slipping from her mouth were music to my ears.

When my eyes met hers again, I swear they were telling me that she felt the same way I did. That little sparkle from before seemed to only grow brighter. This is the most intimate I've ever been in my life, and I'm happy it's with her.

"I'm almost there Jayj..." She whined into my ear. My hips sped up and I pushed her knees to her chest so I'm able to pound deeper into her. "Fuck please don't stop, please." Her eyes were pleading with me. "I don't plan on it baby..." I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, half due to pleasure, the other half because I can't believe I just called her baby. But she smiled. She actually smiled.

I held myself back from kissing her anymore. I don't know if she liked me back or if this was a one time thing. I'm already beating myself up for doing this before taking her out first. But like I said before...it felt right, natural even.

My thrusts started getting faster and sloppier. The orgasm creeping up on me took all control of my body. Her legs fell to my sides as my hands held her waist and I pulled her close. Our eyes danced between each other's lips and gaze before we sealed the deal. My hips didn't stop their motions, and I knew she was about to bust by the way her sounds were getting muffled by our kiss. I nodded letting her know I was ready as well.

Next thing I knew, she pulled her lips away from mine to moan my name, then I felt her cum leaking out onto my dick. She was so beautifully undone beneath me. When it was my turn to release, I was a moaning mess. My load shot into her, the sounds we were making tangled together to make the most amazing music I've ever heard.

My head found its way to her ear as my arms wrapped around her torso. As I rode out our highs, I made one of the biggest mistakes you could make when having 'casual' sex. I didn't realize it until I pulled my head back and saw her eyes.

I can't believe I said it..

"I love you so fucking much..."

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heaven's a thing — j. maybank

❝ i know heaven's a thing i go there when you touch me ❞

pairing: horny!jj x fem!reader

context: it's been a week since you last saw jj, and he just can't get enough of you.

words: 1.5k+

warnings: definitely +18. mdni. established relationship, jj being a MUNCH, jj being horny asf for you, oral f receiving, overstimulation, fingering, multiple orgasms, caught, SMUT with no plot

it had been a week since you last saw your boyfriend, and you were now laying on the futon in the chateau reading your book with his head on your stomach, a finger fiddling with your nipple through your shirt.

"j…" you bring your book down to your side and tilt your head down at him.

"oh come on, baby…" he leans up to connect his lips to yours, his hand opening up to massage your tit, before twisting your nipple between his fingers. "i've missed you."

your lips part to give his tongue access, as your hand snakes around the back of his neck to pull him closer.

he squeezes your tit again, kisses getting sloppier as you tilt your head back and he begins trailing his lips down your neck. "lay down for me, mama."

you do as you're told and lay down on the futon, your book sliding off the edge and hitting the ground with a thud, as jj positions himself above you, leaving wet kisses along your neck and collarbone.

"j…" you moan, your fingers tangling into his hair as he comes up up to nibble on your ear.

"shhh, let me take care of you baby," he whispers against you, trailing kisses back down.

he moves to pull your tank top off and you let him, your nipples hardening at contact with the cool air. jj doesn't hesitate to wrap his mouth around the sensitive nub, while he massaged your other tit, the sensation making you press your hips up against him.

"a little eager for me, aren't you, pretty girl?" jj chuckles, his tongue swirling around your nipple and sucking before moving on to the other.

“mhm,” you nod, your hands tugging at his hair as your eyes flutter. “more, j… please.”

he switches back and forth between your tits before sucking on the skin above them—definitely leaving a mark or two—as he drags his lips back up towards your ear.

“where do you want me, mama?” the deep sound of his voice sends shivers down your spine as you giggle at the sensation of his teeth nibbling on your ear.

“lower,” you manage to say, desperate for him to touch you where you want him.

his hand trails over your stomach, inching lower and lower, fingers fiddling with the waistband of your shorts.

your cunt grows wetter and wetter as his fingers dance along the edge of your thong, prolonging what you wanted just to see you squirm.

“baby, please,” you beg when his hand hovers over your clothed center.

“no rush, pretty girl,” he whispers against your neck, sucking and licking over the sweet spot under your jaw. “i wanna take my time with you.”

you wait in agony as jj moves down your body, giving your tits attention again before trailing wet kisses down your stomach while his fingers slowly rubbed circles over your panty-covered clit.

your back arches at the contact, a moan slipping out of your mouth when he picks up the pace a little.

"j…" you pleaded, nails scratching across his traps as he continued trailing slow, agonizing kisses down your body.

"relax, mama," he finally positions himself between your legs, hands moving away from your clit to push your thighs apart. "i gotchu."

you let your body relax, but it doesn't last long as jj's teasing actions continue, hands trailing up the inside of your thighs so he could play with the string of your thong, his thumb rubbing circles on your hip.

you prop yourself up on your elbows, your eyes shooting open to look down at him and watch his every move. his baby blue irises lock with yours, a sly smirk coming across his lips as he slowly began slipping your thong down your legs.

"such a pretty little pussy," he hovers over your soaked center and brings his thumb up to swipe over your slickness, his gaze still focused on yours. "and so wet for me too."

"mhm," you nod at him, pulling your lip between your teeth.

jj chuckles at your desperation, but gives in and uses his thumb to rub circles on your clit again, the pleasure making you throw your head back.

you feel his tongue graze against your center as your eyes fall close, swiping up and down and left and right. the circles on your clit pick up in speed, before he moves his mouth above it, sucking softly.

"fuckkkk," you moan, his tongue darting out to flick from side to side, as a finger plunges deep inside you, curling just right to hit your g-spot.

you let yourself fall back, hands trailing down to tangle into jj's messy hair. your hips lift up into his face, a chuckle falling from his lips. the vibration only causes the pleasure to amplify, the knot in your stomach tightening.

he adds another finger, making your back arch off the bed, as you tug on his hair.

"jj…" you moan his name and that only excites him more, his fingers slipping in and out of you at a faster pace, the assault of his tongue on your clit continuing. "oh— right there, right there."

"let me taste you, pretty girl," he mutters against you, fingers pulling out to switch places with his tongue. "cum for me."

the orgasm building in your core comes close to its peak as his tongue darts in and out of your slit, his fingers furiously rubbing circles on your clit, until you come undone, legs trembling.

"mmm," he hums against your, licking and slurping up your juices as pants leave your mouth from cumming so hard.

your eyes shift down to him, when he keeps your legs spread wide open, a hand on either of your thighs as his tongue swipes back up towards your pulsing clit.

"j, no…" you twitch, the back of your head hitting the pillow again when his tongue slowly swipes from side to side.

"just one more, baby," he says, thumbs rubbing circles on the inside of your thighs. "you taste so sweet."

his tongue continues its motions going side to side and up and down, with jj picking up the pace every now and then, causing another orgasm to build.

you tug harder at his hair when his tongue moves down to your slit, his nose grazing across your clit.

"shitttt," you mewl, eyes rolling to the back of your head. "just like that…"

you feel yourself get higher and higher until you cum on jj's tongue again, this time, your entire body convulsing.

that doesn't stop jj though. when he finishes lapping up your juices, he goes back to assaulting your pulsing clit.

your legs threaten to close in on his head from too much pleasure, but he just pushes your thighs back down, clearly determined to make you cum a third time. "stay. still."

the firmness of his voice only turns you on more, as you shake your head. "j— i can't," you say. 

"yes, you can," he assures you, hand moving to push a finger into you.

your back arches off the futon when he curls it and hits your g-spot, your fingers desperately tugging on his hair.

"oh— fuck," your head comes up as he adds another finger and starts pumping harshly. "fuckkkkkkk."

you explode all over his fingers, eliciting a conceited laugh to escape his lips. 

he props himself up to suck your juices from his fingers, and you finally let yourself relax, your legs pressing together as you let out a sigh of relief.

"oh, no, no, no," jj tuts, head shaking as he reaches out to push your thighs apart.

"uh-uh," you shake your head at him.

"mhm," he nods in return, positioning himself between your legs again. "i know you've got one more in you, mama."

"j, no…" you say, wincing when his nose grazes over your extra-sensitive clit.

"shhhh," he replies, tongue lapping at your slit again.

he hooks your legs over his shoulder, his hands locking above your stomach, softly pushing you down—immediately making another orgasm build up.

"ohhhhh, ah— stop," you try to push at his shoulders, the pleasure becoming too much, but you're no match for his strength, his arms keeping you and your legs steady. "jj…"

he ignores you and continues, his tongue making the same movements, switching between swiping along your slit—up, down, up, down; in, out, in, out—and flicking across your clit, sucking every now and again.

your body trembles when you reach your high for the fourth time, fingers gripping the sheet tightly as jj slurps up your juices. after there's none left, he releases your legs and carefully sets them down on the bed, grabbing the sheets from the bottom edge of the futon to place it over the two of you, as he lays down beside your tired body.

"i didn't push you too far, did i?" he asked, adjusting your head to rest against his chest.

you shake your head and let out a sigh, snuggling yourself into him. "uh-uh."

"you liked it?" he beamed, eyes lightening up.

obviously, this was a boost to his ego.

"so good, baby," you nod, tilting your head up to look at him.

he smiles. "next time, i'm shooting for five." 

you chuckle as he leans down to peck your lips, as a door creaks open in the hallway.

you both snap your head towards the sound, heat rising in your cheeks when you find john b, running a hand through his hair, all groggy.

"could you guys keep it down next time?"

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"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick

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This is giving me Rafe vibes omg. Just having the simple life and being his housewife. AND he buys u anything u want.

This picture also gives off him eating you out at a party or some type of event🤭.

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not my type 4 - Rafe Cameron x plus size!fem!reader

summary: y/n has to go work in the OBX a yearafter she last saw Rafe and things take their turns...

warnings: fluff, smut (p in v (unprotected))

word count: 2.5k

author's note: I'm not a fan of what I did here and I wouldn't even feel bad if y'all hated me for it bc it's just shit in my eyes, but I also don't have the capacity to change it or write it anew but I also didn't wanna leave it unfinished. that's all.

part 1 part 2 part 3

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You don't want to move to the OBX, but it's what your father expects of you and it's a promotion. You'll be in charge of the division, hiring new brokers, taking care of business. It’s a huge step forward from all the number pushing you had to do the last year since Florida was opened.  But, just like you predicted, it had been worth it, and now you're supposed to actually bring in good numbers from the island strip.  And on top of that, you are sure that you're over him. A whole year is a long time after all. 

“And the beach is just gorgeous,” you tell your friend Parker, who helped you move. You're both standing in the new office building, looking out of a window, not noticing Rafe's approaching behind you.  “That wholly depends on what side of the island you're on,” Rafe comments, and you turn around to look at him. His polo shirt hugs his muscles perfectly and the shorts sit a bit low. It's in stark contrast to the very formal rosé colored suit you're wearing.  But the worst part of it is that your heart starts fluttering just a little when his blue eyes rake over you.  “We'll find out soon enough,” you hit him back and take Parker's hand, intertwining your fingers, and to your own luck he just goes with it. You had been friends for too long for him to question your moves, and he also knew way too much about what had happened between Rafe and you.  “Good,” Rafe smiles and turns to walk into his office.  “Okay, y/n/n, I get it, but you're also crushing my hand,” Parker laughs lightly, and you let go of him.  “I'm gonna be so okay. Yes. I'll just be okay. Right?” you tell yourself and walk into your office to set it up. 

When you go out for lunch, Rafe simply joins you uninvited. You focus on Parker, on pretending that you're with him, not just because you have to keep your mind from slipping to Rafe. But mostly because you want to know if he's going to be jealous.  And from the way his jaw clenches when you kiss Parker's cheek, it seems to be working. 

However, it's only working for a week, because your friend has to go back home and the moment he's gone you jump headfirst into work. If you won't let your mind rest, it can't think of Rafe. That's your strategy.  It's a flawed one though, because after three weeks of excessive paperwork and hiring new staff, you find your desk empty, nothing left to do. At least not enough to keep you occupied for more than a few hours each day. 

“There's an issue with the Campbell property,” Rafe says while walking into your office, not having knocked. “I thought you might want to look at it before I make a decision.” He hands you the papers, and you look over it, but you can't find any mistakes on it.  “And what's your verdict?” you ask, hoping that it'll help you figure out what might be wrong, because even after reading the notes a third time, you still can't find the problem.  “You work too much,” he shrugs and you drop the paper.  “What?”  “Nothing. It's a numbers issue, see,” Rafe points at the yard size. “They say it's 0.7 acres, but it's actually just below 0.6 acres.” “How do you know that?” “Because I've been to that house. Do you want to risk us getting sued?” he cocks his brow up and you sigh.  “I'll send Darryl to measure it out. Anything else?”  “Your boyfriend isn't around as much as I thought he'd be.” Rafe lets his fingers run over the glass of your desk, and you bite the inside of your cheek to not smile. The small glimpse of jealousy makes your heart skip a beat. It's stupid, really, because you don't know each other, you shouldn't feel like that for a guy you had slept with twice over a year ago. And yet, you still did.  “Parker has his work, and I have mine,” you smile politely.  “I see. Well, the Campbell thing,” Rafe notes before walking out again, and your heart is still pounding like crazy after the small interaction. 

You keep working, trying to keep your distance and he does the same. Only talking when it's really necessary to keep the office out of the reds.  You don't notice that he keeps eyeing you when you're not looking, that he makes sure that the kitchen is always stocked with your favorite snack. And you don't know that he notices how the small packets only ever go missing when you have a rough day or had an unplanned call from your father. And that you dress more so provocatively when you have a showing than when it's just an office day. Or how you strip off your heels when you sit at your desk for more than five minutes. He picks up on all of your little antics, and he doesn't even want to, he's over it just as much as you, but he can't help it either. 

And for the brokers open two months after your start in the OBX he makes sure that the caterer has a non-seafood option alongside the tiny lobster rolls and crab cakes. Because he knows you don't eat it, and he wants to get on your good side again, although he's aware that food won't be the way to do it. 

“Old fashioned?” Rafe holds the glass out for you, and you take it with a hushed “thank you.” “That's what you had the-”  “I remember,” you look up at him, his hair is cut back to a buzz cut, and you don't know if you like it as much. It does accentuate his features though, which isn't a bad thing at all. The sharp nose and high cheekbones, the crooked smile he always greets you with- No, you can't let yourself think of him again. It was hard enough as is, to survive living and working so close to him.  “You look good,” Rafe nods at you, and you don't know what to reply. The short black dress is showing off more than you intended to, but your best friend Claire convinced you to put it on anyway when you called her earlier that day.  “Uhm… thanks,” you mumble and let your eyes run over him, half buttoned shirt and suit pants. He hadn't dressed up at all and the fact that he didn't need to, and your heart was still racing, was speaking volumes. “You clean up nice too,” you tell him and look away again. 

You try mingling, networking a little and gossiping a little less. But when you overhear a broker from a different brokerage talk about Rafe you simply can't stop yourself. The words coming out of her mouth won't add up to the Rafe you know and try to hate.  She talks about dark escapades and less intriguing things but follows them up with a harsh comment on his person. Maybe she is jealous, you choose to believe that rather than what she keeps talking about. There's nothing less believable than all the atrocious things she mentions and yet when you look at yourself in the mirror of the restroom later that night, you think it doesn't matter. Everyone has a past after all.  “He's not like that anymore, right?” you ask yourself quietly after freshening up your lipstick. 

You see Rafe standing at the side, not wanting to talk to anyone, and you start to realize why. You start to understand why he never ate lunch in the kitchen with you or the team.  “Networking is part of the job,” you remind him while placing yourself next to him.  “Not with this folk,” he replies dryly.  “You shouldn't care what they say.” You look up at him and meet his gaze.  “I don't. Do you?”  “I don't think it's possible to do this job if you're not a stone-cold killer at heart.”  He flinches at your wording but he nods. “Are you?”  “Have to.”  “You don't though,” he seems almost sorry, but he turns away again, nipping on his drink.  “Didn't get a choice much,” you mumble absentmindedly. 

“Contradictory,” Rafe huffs a laugh.  “What?”  “You. It's contradictory. You saying you didn't get a choice after telling me you made the choice freely,” he looks at you again, eyes scanning your face.  “Didn’t think you'd remember,” you mutter and turn around, wanting nothing more than to vanish into thin air, but his hand shoots out to grasp your wrist.  “Don't go, please.”  “Why?” you turn around to look at him sternly. “I'm sorry, about all of it,” he apologizes, and let's go again.  “I'm over it,” you lie.  “You're really not,” he whispers and steps closer. “And it's my fault, all of it. I'm sorry, sugar.” 

“Are the stories true? The shit they talk about you behind your back?” you ask and he nods.  “Okay,” you say and he furrows his brows.  “You don't care?”  “Not really. I mean, that was then and now is now. I know the crazy shit people do when they're high,” you shrug, and he looks a bit confused. “And the daddy issues on top of that. I mean, I get it. We've both got our fair share of daddy issues, right?”  “Right,” Rafe drags out the word, he truly didn't expect you to not care about it at all. If anything, he thought you might run again, and the fact that you don't is confusing him.  “Do you wanna get out of here and get hammered?” you whisper, and a grin spreads on your face when he takes your hand and pulls you away. 

That's how you find yourself bent over your own desk, mind hazy and a moaning mess as he fucks you.  “Too much,” you cry but Rafe just laughs. “I know you can take it, baby.” And you know he's right, but you love to be told over and over again.  “You're so good to me. So tight, sugar.”  “Gonna cum,” you moan, and he stops, pulls out and makes you turn around.  “Sit up, pretty girl, and look at me.” You follow the order, sitting up and moving to the very edge of the table before he pulls your legs over his shoulders and enters you again. 

His hand presses down on your stomach and you groan. It's all too much, and he's making it worse, moving to press on your clit with his thumb before drawing harsh circles and your eyes roll back in response.  “Cum for me, baby,” he rasps into a kiss, biting down on your bottom lip when your orgasm rips through you, squeezing him so hard that he can't hold it in anymore and shoots his hot cum into your pulsating core. “Fuck, you're perfect. So hot. Missed you so much,” Rafe pants, still buried deep inside of you and not ready to actually let go.  “Forgot how big it was,” you whisper and feel him twitching inside you. It’s just a silly little note, but it's all he needed to get hard again and fuck you again, not caring about the mess you were making. 

“Bet he's not fucking you like that,” Rafe pants, and you don't know what he's talking about, but you let it slide, too focused on the pleasure he was giving you.  “Mine. All mine,” he rambled, lips attached to your neck, nipping at the skin and leaving a plethora of open-mouthed kisses on it.  “Yours, daddy. All yours,” you moan and hold onto him tighter, pressing yourself against him to try to force him into you deeper.  “Soak me, pretty,” he breathes against your lips, one hand holding your jaw, the other between your legs, rubbing your clit. And his blue eyes are barely visible as he stares into yours.  “Make me,” you hush but scream when he pinches your clit before rubbing it again.  “Don't be a brat, sugar. Come on. Soak daddy's dick,” he grins, drops of sweat running down his toned body, and you swear you'd lick him clean all over if he let you. And when his tongue once again entangles with yours, your eyes roll back and your legs tremble. Screaming at the high he managed to give you and far past it as he fucks you through it and empties his load into you for the second time. 

And the next few weeks you spend the same, pretending like nothing happened while letting him fuck you every single night. You don't want to talk about all the things that you should clearly talk about.  Like the fact that he still believes that you have a boyfriend up in New York, or that he keeps staying longer until he falls asleep next to you, and you don't have the heart to kick him out.  But you groan when you wake up and see him try to get ready as quietly as he can. 

“What are you doing?”  “Didn't mean to wake you, sugar,” Rafe apologizes and leans over you, placing a kiss on your lips.  “Don't go,” you whisper as he hovers over you. “I don't want you to go.”  “Are you sure?” he asks and you nod again. It takes him less than ten seconds to strip himself of his pants and jump back into bed. 

Your head is nuzzled into his neck while you hold onto him, somewhat scared that'll it's just a dream.  “I think you should break up with your boyfriend,” Rafe mumbles.  “Boyfriend?” you pull away with furrowed brows.  “Yeah. Not really fair to him. Not really fair to us,” he doesn't look at you as he says it.  “Us?” It's not that the term itself is confusing to you, but more so the fact that it's coming from him. That he's saying it so casually.  “Yeah. If you didn't have that Parker guy, I could actually take you out, show you off,” he whispers and finally lowers his eyes to see your awestruck face. “What?” 

“You want to date me?”  “I would yes. Is that hard to believe?”  “I'm me, and you're… you,” you answer, but he just kisses you, hoping to smother all your doubts with it. 

“Rafe?” you whisper and he nods. “Parker isn't my boyfriend, I just wanted to make you jealous,” you admit with a whisper and to your surprise he starts laughing. “What's so funny?”  “I didn't even think of that,” he laughs and starts plastering you in kisses. “So smart. So perfect. So pretty,” he says in between kisses.  “Do you really think so?” you ask, and he nods repeatedly, a smile playing on his lips.  “You're so beautiful, y/n.”  “Okay,” you blush and try to hide under the sheets, but he pulls them down to kiss you again and again, and you don't think he'd ever want to stop, and you wouldn't tell him to either. 

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this is a blurb that was originally part of a chapter but I cut it out. I would fold if someone showed me how to drive stick like that (although I learnt it at 16 😭)

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"This is your foot," JJ pointed at my hand, "and this is the clutch," he pointed at his hand. "You're gonna take your foot and push her down, she's going down like butter." He made my and his hand push downwards. "But then you'll pick her up again and she'll follow." He made sure that our hands moved perfectly in sync. "And right there," he stopped me, "you'll feel her, she'll be pushing back." He put a bit of pressure against my hand without pushing it too far up. "You will want to let go as fast as possible but you can't, you'll have to help her, okay?" He kept pushing against my hand and I slowly moved it upwards. "Very slowly, yes, until there is no pressure anymore," he stopped pushing against me. "Right then, when the pressure is gone that's when you can let go and take your foot off," he removed his hand from mine.

"I have never seen anyone explain driving stick like this," Kiara said, "that was kinda hot, not gonna lie."

"Hey, y/n, keep it together," John B yelled from the backseat, which finally made me snap out of it and stop staring at JJ.

"You good?" JJ asked with a smile.

I cleared my throat, "uhm, yeah, no, that was very well explained. But I also know how to drive stick, technically. Remember?"

"Yeah, but I always wanted to do this," he smirked at me. I got into the car still blushing while turning on the engine.

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