#JJ Fanfiction

[hanasnx]

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MINORS DNI 18+ WORD COUNT: 0.9k WARNINGS: explicit sexual content | f!reader | established relationship | daddy kink | mild dacryphilia | size difference

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[cntrlnoah]

Beer Baby!

Summary: In which JJ’s shy girlfriend makes a beer poster for him of his favorite brand

Pairing: JJ x fem!reader

Warnings: alcohol mentions(duh), JJ being a flirty menace getting reader all shy and stuff, tiny mentions of insecurities, sex joke at the end, mentions of jerking off, slightly suggestive

A/N: My first fic(yippie!) I hope you like it. Also idk what JJ’s favorite beer brand would be but I’m going with Budweiser 😭😭😭

As you walk towards your boyfriend with the poster tube in hand, your heart begins to beat faster.

All thought begin to rush in your mind as you hope this doesn’t ruin your boyfriend’s favorite beer with this.

“Hey JJ” you said as your boyfriend snakes his arms around your waist to position you on his lap.

“What you got there pretty lady?”he says pointing to the poster tube.

“It’s for you…I hope you like it” you say as you hand him the cardboard roll as you watch his every move. As he pops out the poster and unravel it, every nerve in your body is on high alert. You wait to see his reaction.

“Shit! Baby this is sick!” he yells soaking in every inch of you on the poster basically ogling over the fact that his shy girl made this for him. “Damn that’s you? Baby I’m surprised.” he exclaims. You’re just relieved that he liked it that much.

The poster is of you on the beach in a little black bikini that leaves very little for his imagination with his favorite brand of beer, Budweiser, logo slapped on it and a can of beer in your left hand.

“It was kinda out of my comfort zone” you confessed “Sarah and Kie had to help me out.” “I asked Kie what brand of beer was your favorite. Sarah had to talk me through it. She told me that if I did it, she would make one for John B…” you explain.

JJ only looked up at you and smirked as his hand roamed up and down the small you your back, “I guess me and him are two lucky guys.”

“I think I’m starting to like this side of you princess” he says while booping your nose “It’s hella sexy.”

When he said those words, your cheeks begin to flush. “What’s the matter sweet cheeks? Don’t tell me you’re flustered now. I mean after this? You have nothing to hide from me. Literally” he says while smirk.

“JJ stop” as you lightly smack his shoulder.

“What baby it’s true. Probably gonna jerk off to this at least once a week” he says laughing and smirking but not before you smack him on the arms for saying that but you know JJ, he doesn’t mind.

[forhappysake]

jj: i have two beautiful sons and am married to the love of my life. everything is going right for me and i couldn't be happier.

unsub: i bet u have a secret

jj: im so glad someone finally asked, so actually I've always been in love with-

[kisses4angel]

Sitting on both of their laps would make my problems go away 💕💕

( i would run away if they were to even talked to me if they were real )

[swiftsrqmantic]

Hi! Outer Banks request here:

Could you please write a JJ Maybank smut where the reader is John B's ex? One day JJ is at a party without the pogues and he's a little bored because there nothing really interesting going on, so he goes to the only familiar face he sees: the reader.

and it's their first time seeing each other after a looong time, and idk maybe the reader has like more confidence than before so they start to drink together (just a bit not enough to get drunk) and they ended up having like giggly sex.

make-outs & mai tai’s — j.m.

summary : you, john b’s ex, happen to run into jj maybank- john b’s best friend. will a couple of mai tai’s cause you to explore your deepest and dirtiest fantasies, or will you remember that “bro-code” does exist? 18+, smut,

pairing : jj maybank x fem!kook!reader

a/n : first of all, i’m horrible at writing summaries 😭 but second and most importantly, thank you so so much for being my first request!!! and my first story!!! i can’t wait to write so much more but for now, i hope you all enjoy this story!!! reblogs are greatly appreciated :) !!

you were a kook. he was a pogue. you lived on different sides of the island, and were never supposed to be seen with one another. that was until he showed up at your job for the third time asking for your phone number.

if you were to ask anyone, they would say you and john booker routledge were absolutely inseparable from that point on. the two of you were seen around the island almost every day; going on dates, hanging out at the beach, and all that fun stuff.

that was until john b meet sarah cameron, the kook princess. they began to hang out every day, which used to be a plot to get information about the royal merchant, until they shared a passionate kiss on the ferry dock.

although you two ended on good terms, you rarely spoke, which means you didn’t speak to any of the other pogues either; at least not until tonight, where you were going to attend the annual bonfire. you sat at your vanity applying your lip gloss when you got a text from your friend.

savannah: be there in ten!

you grabbed your purse and made your way to the white jeep pulling up to your doorstep.

“ready to get shit-faced tonight?”, savannah asked rolling down the passenger side window while you rolled your eyes and opened the door. “no one is getting shit-faced tonight, especially not you”, you replied buckling your seatbelt as she stepped on the gas.

— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

savannah pulled up to the lot as you put your phone in your purse and squinted at the bright fire that burned ahead. “ok so before we get out, some of the girls said that john b was gonna be here”, she said unbuckling her seatbelt and turning towards you.

“okay, whatever i guess”, you said chuckling and pulling your compact out of your bag to check your makeup one final time.

“so you’re not bothered by that? because if you want to leave then we can totally leave, your call.”

“we’re not enemies, savannah. we ended things on good terms, remember?’

“okay then, let’s get our party on!”

you stepped out of the car, scoping the scene, before making your way over to your other friend, emery, by the cooler. she greeted you with a warm hug and a canned mai tai while the three of you got lost in conversation.

meanwhile, on the other side of the fire, the pogues were drinking beer out of plastic cups, looking around at their rather drunk peers.

“ok, i’m gonna be honest and just say that this is seriously lame”, jj maybank announced to the crew and took the last swig of beer out of his cup. “you didn’t have to come you know”, an annoyed kiara replied. “but he is right jb, this is pretty lousy”.

“look, sarah’s here and there’s plenty of beer to last a couple more hours, so why don’t we at least try and have a good time”, john b replied as he threw his arm around kie. jj rolled his eyes and looked towards the cooler, when he saw you holding a can, laughing and talking to some other kooks. he smirked and made his way towards you as he saw your friends running off with topper.

“care for another mai tai, m’lady”, jj asked as you turned around, shocked at the sight in front of you.

“well, well, well”, you smiled, letting a tiny laugh escape from your lips. “if it isn’t jj maybank.”

“in the flesh”, he smiled, extending his arm out to hand you another can. “i noticed you were standing alone; thought i might give you some company”.

“well please accompany me somewhere more quiet”, you said laughing and taking a sip from your new can. jj smirked and said “come on, i have somewhere we can go”.

you took his hand as you guys walked down the lot towards the beach. “so, what brings you to this party”, you asked jj. “because if i’m being totally honest, i did not expect you to be here”.

“why not?”

“i don’t know, i just…i guess i thought that things like these weren’t really your scene.”

“they’re not.”

“then why’d you stick around?” you took another sip.

“i was going to leave” he paused, “but then i saw you.” you glanced over at him and smiled lightly while taking another sip.

“so, how’ve you been? it’s been a while y’know?”

“good, why’d you ask?”

“i don’t know, i’ve just been thinking about you lately.”

“aww, i’ve been on your mind, cupcake?”

you smiled and took another sip of your mai tai. “maybe just a little.”

jj laughed to himself as your feet hit the sand. “just a bit further”. you eventually found a nice spot on the sand and wobbly took a seat.

“woah there, pretty girl, don’t fall now.” you laughed, sipping your mai tai once more and looked him in his eyes. “why do you keep giving me all these nicknames?”, you ask, slurring your words and taking the last sip of your drink.

“do you want me to stop?”

“you could do anything you wanted to me and i would never ask you to stop,” you said with a chuckle as you moved a little closer to him.

“well someone’s feeling a little confident tonight, aren’t you?”

“oh c’mon j, somewhere deep down, i know you know i’ve always had a little thing for you.” and whether it was the mai tais or not, you know what they say: drunk words are sober thoughts. and with that being said, jj swiftly put his hand to your cheek, and pushed your hair behind your ear.

“did you really mean that?,” he caressed your cheek as you leaned in closer to him. “when you said i could do anything i wanted, and you would never ask me to stop?”.

“well we’re here now, aren’t we?”

jj stared at you, and as he opened his mouth to say something, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. while he was surprised, he moved both of his hands to your hips and kissed you deeper. both of you continued to deepen the kiss as jj took the reigns and laid you down on the sand.

“wait, wait, wait,” you said as jj kept kissing your neck. “what if john b finds out?” jj raised his head and thought for a second, that swift thought followed by: “well that’s not really his problem now, is it?”

“i guess not, pretty boy,” you pulled him down to you buy his collar as you continued kissing each other, more hunger and passion followed by each kiss. you unbuttoned his shirt while he started taking off your shirt. “lift your hips for me, baby,” jj asked, unbuttoning your shorts to follow. if you weren’t already drooling at sight of him, you were positive you were now. you tried to hold back your moans as he swiftly pulled your shorts and panties down your legs, but with how close the two of you were, jj was sure to pick up on every last sound you made.

“oh no, cupcake, don’t hold back now. i want to hear all your pretty sounds,” he kissed a trail down your body as he buried his head in between your thighs. you moaned and tugged his hair as he kissed your heat and licked up and down your sweet spot. your body began to convulse as you felt yourself reaching your release.

“j- fuck, i’m almost there,” you moaned out, not caring about your volume as your back arched in immense pleasure. “let go for me, sweet thing.” your breath hitched as you sucked in a sharp breath, allowing your eyes to roll back in pleasure, finally reaching your climax. you steadied your breathing while jj kissed his way back up to your mouth.

“that was…amazing,” you spoke, regaining your breath. “oh, we’re not done yet, baby girl,” jj replied with a shit-eating grin. “trust me,” you said, reaching down to unbuckle his belt, “i know.” jj let out a small chuckle as he released himself from his boxers, smirking at your reaction to his length. “mmph, i want you so bad,” you moaned out as you kissed him, a string of saliva attached to your lips as you broke free from each other.

“you sure about this, cupcake?,” jj asked, caressing your cheek. you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and kissed him once more. “i’m absolutely positive, j. i need you.” without a second thought, jj slid himself inside you, both of you moaning at the sensational feeling you just shared.

“geez princess, you feel so good,” jj moaned on your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. you moaned as you gripped on to his shoulders, tapping twice to signal faster pace. as jj sped up, you could feel yourself tighten around him as he twitched inside of you.

“j, i’m close,” you whimpered as you felt him graze your g-spot, eyes rolling back at the glorious feeling.

“i know baby, me too, comin’ up right behind you,” jj replied, slurring his words. he sped up a bit more, making him more and more irresistible to you. your nails scratched down his back as you tried to utter out the words “i’m coming”, but instead were muffled by your pleasurous moans. jj pushed deeper inside you, following close behind. you two shared a breathy kiss while jj started to kiss down your neck, helping you get cleaned up. once the two of you regained composure, you sat up and watched the waves.

“that was… truly something,” you said sighing. jj looked over at you and chuckled, saying “trust me, i know.” you and jj watched the waves for a second before you both looked over to see the bonfire spot emptying.

“looks like everyone’s heading out,” you mentioned, while checking your phone to see two text messages from savannah. “shit, my friends are about to leave, i should probably go”.

“me too, me and the gang have an early surf sesh tomorrow,” jj mentioned while he stood up, extending his hand for you to grab as he pulled you off the sand. you two held hands and walked towards the bonfire, but you stopped him before you got to close to the crowd.

“hey thank you for tonight, i had a lot of fun,” you said swinging your interlocked hands back and forth as jj spotted his friends near the parking lot. you looked down as your feet as you said “it was nice getting to see you again. i probably won’t for a while.” jj laughed as he let go of your hand and grabbed your waist tightly, pulling you towards him. you choked on a breath as you abruptly placed your hands on his shoulders for support, looking deep into his eyes as he caressed your cheek. “you’re a very funny girl, you know that?”, jj questioned as your eyebrows tilted in confusion.

“you think after tonight i’m just gonna let you run off with some other guy?” you tried to tell him off but stuttered as he forced deeper eye contact between you two. “you’re mine now, cupcake. and if i have to see you every single day to remind you, best believe you’ll be seeing a lot of me.” you smirked as jj pulled you in for the last kiss of the night. “you have a good night,” he winked as he walked off towards his friends. you exhaled as you spun on your heels, walking to go find your friends.

little did you know that tonight would be the night you became jj’s girl. forever.

[hazyspiderwebs]

Silent cry

As you read the invitation in your hand you felt like you got hit by a truck. An audible gasp escaped your lips as you processed what you were reading. JJ was getting married and it wasn’t to you.

You and JJ were on and off for years until it finally became too much for both of you. But all you wanted in life was his love. You had brought up marriage several times over the course of your relationship. Sometimes he would have an excuse. Sometimes he would just tell you what you wanted to hear. But most of the time his response was “you know I’m not that kind of guy.” A part of you had desperately hung onto the hope that he would just wake up one day and change his mind and the two of you would live happily ever after.

As you were getting ready for his wedding it still felt surreal to you. This had to be a nightmare. You didn’t even really know why you were going. You told yourself it was for closure. But JJ himself said he wasn’t the marriage type so would he even go through with it?

“Y/N I’m so glad you came!” JJ suddenly greeted you with a hug. “Yeah of course. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” You smiled back while hiding your true feelings. He left as quick as he came up to you. It was a bittersweet feeling seeing him so happy. It was a happiness you knew he never felt with you. And in that moment it did provide closure in a stinging way. You could never provide JJ the happiness he needed or deserved. While your heart still ached at the realization he’d never be your husband you were glad he found his happiness.

[presleyluvschris]

Hey I got a request for jj

That jj is a single dad to a baby girl and he is to scared to hold because he will think he will drop her and John b everyday will try and get jj to hold her then one day jj was holding her on his chest then he takes her everywhere With him hope that make sense

Koala Care

dad!jj x fem!reader x daughter

a/n ahh this is so cutie! thank you for the request anon, love you bunches!

desc JJ holds his baby girl for the first time

wc 1.2k

warnings cursing, grammar, fluff

"Peaches?" JJ comes in through the back door of the chateau, carefully shutting it behind him as he walks through the kitchen to set down a box full of baby supplies.

The usual. Diapers, baby food, her favorite yogurt melts, more of his old band & surf t-shirts to wrap her up in.

He notices Aria crying her eyes out behind him in between the white rails of her bed. he must have forgotten to change her when he left. He also noticed it was pissing off John B who was trying to work on something probably useless and he caught the hint that he's been listening to her cry for at least an hour.

"Shit," he mutters, messing with his backwards hat as he turns his attention away from Aria for a split second to glance at John B. Turns out he was fixing a cooler for the boat.

"Bro." he goes over to him, kicking him in the leg slightly, "You seen Y/n? I really need her help knowing what measurements of tit milk I'm supposed to feed mini me."

John B rolls his eyes to the ceiling as he screws in the side of the cooler handle.

"First of all," he says through a gritted tone from a bolt in between his teeth.

"You gotta stop with the teenage boy, language wording shit."

He spits out the bolt and screws another nail into the bottom.

"You're like a dad now. Its your dick and your daughter, buddy. You really want your kid to go around saying, tit milk?"

JJ tuts. "Bro she cant even talk yet. Plus, I don't remember half the shit i said as a fucking baby. Maybe thats cause my dad probably beat the shit out of me where I like- lost half my cells, but i ain't changing. Plus, daddy will raise her to be the best hooker of man kind. Shes a Pogue, shes not gonna be a goody two shoes if my life depends on it."

John B turns his head around and gives him a look.

"Jesus Christ JJ, did anything click when your girlfriend popped a living thing out of her ass?" He purses his lips.

JJ points his lips downwards and shrugs.

"Or are you always gonna be known as the dad who raised a stripper?" John B rolls his eyes again, taking a weird clear plate out of his box, "Y/n is a doctor for fucks sake, she's the only hope for raising her I swear to God."

John B shakes his head, "I've told you everyday now. You haven't even held her yet."

JJ grips his hat, "Thats because im gonna drop the kid!"

John b slaps his forehead.

"You're litterally her DAD, JJ! Y/n popped a baby out of her kitty sack and you seriously didnt even touch her the day she was born." John B raises his eyebrows. "Do you remember that? Y/n cried in Kie's room FOR AN HOUR thinking you didnt want the kid!"

JJ opens his mouth to respond then stops.

"Whatever. Go back to fixing your cold box and shit," He turns his back to walk away.

John B changes the tip on his screwdriver, "You're gonna have to hold your own ass daughter eventually, dude."

"I hope you screw a nail in your dick!" JJ calls out and tuts again, mumbling under his breath, "teaching me how to handle my own kid..."

"im the one fixing this goddamn cooler so you can drink your shit ass blue moon chilled!" John b yells back, JJ opening the door and slamming it shut to try and find you again.

"y/nnnn," he groans, calling out your name, finding you sitting on the steps outside.

He kneels down and wraps his big arms around you, kissing the side of your head gently.

"Hi baby," he mutters, "How was work?"

you felt your head pulsating before forcing yourself to give a response.

"Hmmm fine. it was busy."

"Yeah?" he strokes your head, "Real quick."

You sigh slightly, "Hmm?"

"how much ti-" He stops, and clears his throat.

"How much milk do I need to feed Ari?" He says in a soft voice, knowing you had a blaring headache from your shift.

You exhale, leaning your arms on your knees.

"theres about 7 oz in the fridge."

He nods, "thank you sweets," he kisses your hair one last time before leaving you in peace to rest your mind.

He goes back inside the chateau, opening the fridge and taking out the bottle, reaching over Aria's crib and putting the tip to her mouth.

"there we are, sweet girl.." he holds the back of her head while she drinks gently, her cries settling down.

After Aria is finished, he stares at her for a moment.

Why was it so hard for him to hold his own daughter? He feels a wave of guilt floods over his spine.

He reaches his hands out, then stops.

"God damnit," He sighs.

"Okay." He stares at Aria one more time. "3, 2.."

"Fuck this."

He picks Aria up gently in his arms, his heart jumping as he does so.

"Holy shit," he breathes. "Oh my God."

He holds her to his chest, making sure to support her back, something he learned in a parenting book he found online as he feels his soul melt in his stomach.

"There we go," he coos softly, rocking her up and down gently.

"Hi love." he holds her up to look in her eyes with the biggest grin on his face.

"You have your mommas eyes, don't you?"

It's like he fell in love with you all over again. Just this time, it was a baby. And it was his baby.

He holds her to him again, hearing you opening the screen door to come back inside the chateau as he looks at you with the stupidest smile on his face.

"JJ.." you breathe, a grin full of your white perfect teeth filling the room as you jog over to him.

You rub his arm gently as you stare at Aria in JJ's arms.

"im so glad." You said, tears slightly filling the bottom of your eyes as your breath catches in your throat.

"She has your eyes," He repeats the observation he made earlier.

You nod with a sniffle, chuckling slightly.

"She has your lips."

JJ presses another soft kiss into the side of your neck.

A few days later, you noticed that JJ dorkily bought one of those baby carrier things to attach to your chest, and you had to admit it was pretty cute seeing Aria giggle with him, taking her everywhere he went.

John B was relieved her finally built up the balls to hold his kid, and if you were honest, you were relieved too.

Kiara bullied him everyday for taking Aria with him everywhere because the baby holder he chose was literally hot pink. Really hot pink.

He was so happy everyday. To be the dad that he never had. The one he had prayed and wished for everyday as a kid.

JJ was such a tough guy, tough face, tough love, tough soul.

but I guess not when it came to you and Aria. You and her were his new world and there was nothing in the entire universe that could take that away from him.

☆ divider & gif credits to @viixcyre @baby-bearie

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[gratelove]

Just Friends

Warnings: unprotected p in v, cursing, 18+, teasing, fingering, oral

You and JJ, your best friend are hanging on the beach in your secluded spot. You guys always flirt, but nothing has ever actually happened between you two. Today is the day all of that changes.

You push your fingers into the warm sand as you watch the waves roll in. The breeze is brushing through your hair. It’s the perfect day, and you’ve decided to spend it with your best friend. You guys met up at your secluded spot on the hidden beach. He was sitting next to you, sucking on sunflower seeds, and spitting their shells as far as he could get them. He spit one and a large gust of wind came. The shell came back, hitting him right the face. You break out into laughter and he turns toward you, his bright blonde hair falling over his forehead.

“Oh, you think that’s funny?”

“Yeah, I do actually,” you say, squinting your eyes, as if daring him. You watch as he pops another seed into his mouth, then spits the shell right at your forehead. You gasp and push him. “JJ! Ew!” He laughs and pushes you back. You throw yourself at him and you begin play wrestling. He wraps his arms around your hips and hoists you over his shoulder. “JJ! No!”

“Oh no, you asked for it!” You look back and he’s marching you toward the ocean. You try to hold your swim top over your breasts as they start to fall out.

“JJ, put me down!” You laugh as you hear his feet hit the water. He acts as if he is going to toss you and you grab on tight to him and scream. He laughs and sets you down. You push him playfully and try to fix your top. “God, you almost made me nip slip.”

“I wouldn’t be mad about that.” You meet his eyes and he’s smiling, staring at your chest as you finish fixing your top.

“Hey J, my eyes are up here!” You laugh and push his chin up.

“I like where my view was.”

“Yeah, I bet you do.” Your cheeks get hot and you make your way out of the water. You can hear him treading behind you, and feel a hand meet your ass. You spin around and see the dorky blonde with his hands in the air. “Did you just smack my ass?”

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself!” This is pretty normal behavior for the two of you. JJ always had his hands on you in some way. You guys were best friends, but there was always way too much sexual tension. You two had never done anything together, you think for the fear of ruining your friendship. You both would rather wish it happened, than have it happen and never be friends again. “You know that’s my favorite bikini of yours.” He smiles and brings a finger under one of your neck stings. He pulls and snaps it against your skin. A shiver runs through you, and you stare at the water glistening off his abs. “Hey, my eyes are up here,” he mocks you and you roll your eyes. You make it to the blanket you two had set out and sit down. JJ takes the seat next to you. “You do look good, though.” You smile at him and he brushes back hair that flies in your face from the wind.

“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.” His fingers move from your hair to your arm, then to your thigh. You take in a deep breath as tingles run up your leg. His fingers ignite a quiver through your body.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah, J?”

“Have you ever thought about it?” You furrow your brows in confusion of his question.

“Thought about what?” His eyes dart away from your gaze and to your thighs. He brings his bottom lip between his teeth. There’s a long moment of silence. “JJ?” His blue eyes meet yours.

“Ah, nothing. Never mind.” He lets out an awkward laugh.

“No, now you have to tell me! You know the rule.” JJ and you promised each other that if you ever started a thought, you had to finish it. If you had a strong enough urge to say it, then it’s important, and must be said.

“Have you ever thought about us?” The sentence you’ve both thought, but never said.

“In what way?” You knew what he meant, but needed to hear him say it.

“You know? Have you ever thought about me, sexually, or romantically?”

“JJ, why are you asking?”

“Because I have. I do. I think about you all the time. I picture kissing you, touching you. I’ve just never said anything because I don’t want it to ruin our friendship.” His hand moves higher up your thigh, and a lump forms in your throat.

“What else do you picture?” You dare ask, and a sly smirk finds its way to his lips.

“Well, I picture you naked, on your knees in front of me. I picture fucking you.” His hand has found its way to your swim bottoms, and he curls his fingers around the thin string. Goose bumps raise on your skin.

“Have you ever touched yourself while thinking of me?” You lean in close when you say those words.

“Every time.” You feel yourself getting hot between your legs. His hand pushes under the fabric of your bottoms and his index finger brushes along your clit. You take in a sharp breath. “Y/N, I want you.” You grab his neck and crash your lips together in furious tension. You open your legs for his fingers to better slide against your folds. You moan at the feeling. He smiles and bites his lip. “I’ve wanted you for so long. You’re so sexy.” He whispers against your mouth and you kiss him again. He pushes his tongue between your lips and they dance together, fighting for dominance. He slowly puts a finger inside you, and you gasp. He slowly pumps his finger, adding a second one. He uses his thumb to rub your sweet spot as his fingers move faster.

“JJ,” you moan and one of your hands tangles in his hair. You head falls back and your eyes close.

“Does that feel good?” He kisses your chin down to the crook of your neck.

“So good.” You quake at the feeling of his fingers. The sensation starts to build and your legs tighten closed. The feeling is so intense that you almost can’t take it. You grab onto the wrist of the hand that’s inside you. “Fuck!” You moan and your forehead rests against JJ’s.

“I want to make you cum, baby. Cum for me.” Those words and the circle rubbing on your clit push you over the edge. You let out a scream and your whole being is washed over with utter sensation. You open your eyes, your forehead still on JJ’s. He has a smile on his face as his pulls his fingers out of you and into his mouth. He sucks on them and your mouth falls open in hunger. “You taste so sweet.”

“God, I want you to fuck me so bad.”

“You don’t have to ask twice.” He pulls the bow on your back and your swim top falls loose around your breasts. He lifts it over your head. He then pulls the ties on either side of your bottoms and they fall onto the blanket. You are left exposed, and his eyes rake over your body. “You don’t know how many times I’ve tried to picture you naked.” You laugh at his words.

“Is it everything you hoped for?”

“Better than I could have ever imagined.” He runs his fingers over your exposed belly, up to your chest. He runs circles around one of your nipples and you let out a sigh.

“Take your shorts off. I need you.” He stands and pulls his shorts down. His cock is hard and slaps his stomach. You get on your knees and run your fingers along the v his muscles make. He holds in a breath and you bite your lip. You wrap your hand around the base of his member, lining it up with your mouth. You stick out your tongue and lick from shaft to tip. He groans and grabs your hair into a pony tail in his hand. You open your mouth, and slide him inside you, as far back as your throat will let. You then pull back, and shove him in again. You try to fit all of him as you pick up pace, but his size makes you gag. The vibration makes him throw his head back in pleasure for a moment. You look up, with his cock down your throat, and he is watching you suck him off.

“Oh my god, baby fuck. That feels so fucking good.” You swirl your tongue around him several times and pump the rest of him with your hand. This send him and his legs start to shake. “Stop, stop.” He pushes you off. “Lay down,” he orders, and you follow, with your back on the blanket. He grabs your knees and pulls your legs apart forcefully. He makes sure he is lined up with your entrance, but stops before entering. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I have not wanted anything more.” He leans over you, kissing you hard. He slowly enters you, and you wince. You haven’t had sex in a while, and his size stretches you.

“Are you okay,” he asks, a worried look on his face.

“Just go slow,” you say. He nods and continues to enter. You groan and squeeze his shoulder. Once he is fully in, his other hand holds himself up on the other side of your head. He rears back, and then thrusts into you. Your nails dig into his shoulder and he groans. “Sorry, does that hurt,” you ask, realizing how deep you’ve dug your nails in.

“No, it feels so good. You’re so tight.” He thrusts in again, and your nails pull down his back in pain and pleasure. He starts to pick up speed and you feel yourself tighten around him. His face falls closer to you so he can suck on your neck. The pleasure is unbearable as you continuously dig your nails in. You scream as he becomes faster, and your teeth sink into his shoulder. He moans loud in your ear. You fingers claw at his back, as if holding on for dear life, as if it try to cope with the sensations.

He suddenly grabs you by your waist and flips so he is sitting, and you are straddling him. He grabs a fist full of your hair and roughly kisses you. You are now bouncing on top of him. You can’t go as fast as he can, but this position makes him somehow enter you deeper. Your hands tug at his hair and his free hand grabs one of your bouncing tits. He pinches your nipple and you moan into his mouth. Your foreheads meet again, this time they are both soaked in sweat.

“I can’t last much longer,” you moan.

“It’s okay, I’m so close,” he pants and kisses you again. A few more pumps and you can’t take it anymore. You orgasm for a second time. JJ lifts you off of him fast and cum shoots out of him and onto your stomach. You both laugh, not able to believe what just happened. “That was fucking amazing.” You both smile.

“I’ve thought about you for so long. I can’t believe it actually happened,” you say and tuck damp hair out of his face.

“And you bet your sexy ass it won’t be the last.”

[sluttychanel]

a/n: hey loves sorry for not being active my life has been a shit show but i’m back!

summary: you a JJ spend the day sleeping in bed. mostly sleeping.

warnings: sex, pinv, unprotected sex (wrap it),creampie,swearing,grinding?

🩷

It was a normal sunday morning in the outer banks. nothing out of the ordinary. JJ is just snuggled up close to you. one arm wrapped around your waist.

it was around 11 am when your eyes flutter to open and you feel something hard against your ass. suddenly JJ’s grip tighten on your waist and his hip ever so gently thrust forward into your ass.

You couldn’t see his face but you knew exactly what was happening and you knew he was fully conscious.

“JayJ?” You ask, voice just above a whisper. he just grunts in response and his hands gently roam over your hips.

“JJ.” You say a bit louder and he kisses your shoulder, giving you goosebumps.

“So pretty.” The blonde boy mumbles as he slips his hand under you shirt but his hand stops just below the hem of your bra.

“Need you pretty girl. been dreaming of you all night.” He says as he cups your clothes breast and kisses your neck.

“Yeah?” You whisper feeling the a wet spot start to form in you pink panties.

“Yeah.” He replies as his hand slides down your stomach again again finding the hem of your shorts. “Can we take these of pretty girl”

You nod slowly reaching down to slip off your shorts. you kick off you shorts letting them fall off the bed at you look over at the smirking blonde boy

“Fuck. look it how wet you are.” he say as he moves his hand to rub your clothed clit.

“JJ…” you whisper as he gently rubs your clit at a steady pace making you let out small whimpers.

“Need you.” You mumble with your eyes squeezed shut letting your hand find his boxers.

He lets out a small groan when your petite hand finds his clothed cock.

He removes his hand from your clit and he helps you slide off his boxers. His hard dick slaps against his stomach and it’s already leaking.

“Look at what you do to me.” He says as he kisses your neck. you reach down and gently stroke him and he subconsciously bucks into your hand.

“Shit-baby fuck…wait wait.” He says grunts making your slow your movements.

“I-I need to feel you baby.” He says as he finds your panties and you nod and slide them off.

He grabs your hips and he pulls you onto hip and you slowly sink down onto him

“Oh-Oh!” You moan out and you place your hands on his chest to steady yourself.

“God you look so perfect sitting on my cock.”He groans as his hands find your hips slowly guiding you up and down on his dick.

You let out a soft moan as you try to find the strength to ride him “JJ! fuck!” you slowly start bouncing up and down.

JJ with all his strength is trying to watch you and look at you and not close his eyes and lean his head back.

It was embarrassing how close he was to bursting but he refused to cum before you.

Your eyes were squeezed shut but you continue to bounce on all nine inches of him. “Jay! so close!” you whine and he nods.

“I know mama. right behind you.” he says as he begins to thrust up into you making you mewl.

“Shit! JJ i’m cum- oh!” Your sentence was cut off as your orgasm crashes over you. you would’ve collapsed on top of hit if it wasn’t for him holding your hips.

He fucks you through your high but not soon after does he finally burst inside you.

“God! Fuck!” he groan out as his hips spasm into you. after coming down from both of your highs he gently helps you off of him.

“Ow!” you whimper out at the loss of contact as you lay down beside him.

“You did so good for me baby girl.” He says as he rubs your thigh.

“Let’s clean you up.”

(Sorry i haven’t been posting!! my life has been…nvm but sorry for misspelling anything!)

[xreaderbooks]

Habits

Pair: JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: Based on THIS request; Y/n's so used to taking care of everyone else, the consequences of her actions finally catch up to her, and JJ is there to pick up the pieces.

Warnings: Language, illness (not covid)

Word Count: 2.7k

Links: Wattpad - AO3

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JJ was known to be dramatic, and overly, not to mention when someone was sick. Heaven forbid someone got near him when they were with the flu. Everyone thought it was weird since he had a bad habit of eating expired, moldy food and filled his lungs with unhealthy substances- weed not included.

He warned you against taking care of Kie who had gotten a cold, then Sarah who had gotten it from the former, you’re luck had run out by the fourth day you had John B on bed rest. Pope had kept a safe distance so he was in the clear. He’d been the one who had told JJ of your current state.

You should have taken greater precautions, worn gloves, not gotten as close, and not slept over at every sick person's house to make sure they were okay.

Your bad habit was taking care of your friends and forgetting to take care of yourself in the process. Not that you minded, they needed you and you were happy to provide. They were your friends, after all, they were all you had and you were all they had. Your parents don’t care where you are or who you’re with, never did- that gave you the freedom to do anything you wanted.

It also meant you had to learn how to take care of yourself and in doing that, you naturally started to take care of others.

The pogues depended on you, you kept them fed; kept snacks in a bag that you brought with you everywhere, you always kept an extra shirt or two, and allergy medicine for that particular season. You didn’t exactly have the money for all that but you picked up a thing or two from JJ, they never knew all that you would do for them.

Ever since that fated day in kindergarten when you threw sand in a boy's eye to slow down his chase on John B, he grabbed your hand and ran with you until the teacher put a stop to the 5th grader's terror over the two of you. You took care of him and he took care of you, that was kind of a Pogue thing, something you took pride in.

This fever though, is not your finest moment.

Kie was on bed rest at her parent's house when you were taking care of her. Her parents were needed at the Wreck and couldn’t stay home with her so you did. Passed the time with gossip and movies, you forced medicine down her throat when she resisted, made sure she didn’t get out of bed because all she wanted to do was chill in the sun on the HMS. Her parents had strict orders, she felt guilty that she was barely ever home and helping with the restaurant so you worked her shifts when she was in the stages of getting better.

Sarah was the same except she was much needier, she missed John B and was whinier than Kie, cursed you out as if you were the one that got her sick, and then asked if you could spoon her cause she was lonely.

John B was worse. Way worse, so bad that next time he was sick you’d take your chances at your own house. He was a literal man child, if he was the first one that got sick you would have thought it was the plague from how he insisted he was dying from something worse than a cold.

Now because of the big baby who refused to take the medicine, accidentally sneezed one too many times without covering his nose, and who was still sick by the way- you were on your own deathbed. Pope passed by to see how the quarantine was going, John B was slowly recovering but still not considered alive and you appeared to be a walking zombie.

JJ was pissed, not that he would show how angry he was but he’ll definitely let it known how annoyed he was. He brought Tylenol, Benadryl, and NyQuill, and went to three different drug stores to get each without being suspicious in his dealings.

You were currently making two cups of noodle ramen, one for you and the other for John B. JJ placed the medicine on the counter, his hip leaning against the edge with his arms crossed, staring at you as you poured the soup into a bowl for John B.

“The hell are you doing?”

His voice made you jump with a small yelp, the rest of the hot soup splashing and burning the top of your hand. The pain went away in a second as you licked the droplets on your hand, you glared at him, clutching the blanket around your shoulders after putting a spoon in the bowl and heading to John B’s room.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” You shuffled your way to his room almost losing balance as you felt yourself get lightheaded. Your back was to him so you could see the way JJ reached out his hand as if giving you the strength to stand or to catch you if you did fall.

He shook his head and went to you, grabbing the bowl from your hands, “Give me that.”

“JJ, that isn’t for you!” You exhaled with a shaky breath.

He rolled his eyes, “I know.” He went into John B’s room, you heard his surprised voice at the sight of JJ in the quarantine zone. JJ was in and out in a second, shutting the door to your shared best friend’s room, he stood in front of you with a stern face and hands on his hips.

“Well?” He gave you an expectant look, you quirk your brow in question. “What are you waiting for? Get to bed.”

“What?” You stuttered. “But my soup!”

“I’ll bring it to you, you're officially now on bed rest,” He shooed you with his hands. “Go on, get. Better be under those covers when I get there.”

You huffed in annoyance but followed his orders, the bed did sound nice. You didn’t get a lot of rest in taking care of the others, you were like a mother hen all worried, they joked about how you would get sick of them one day. You never thought it would actually be true.

Your body shivered as you felt the coolness of the unused bed, you sat against the pillows with the comforter over your lap. Your head throbbed at holding the weight of your head, you wanted to lay down and sleep but your stomach growled at the thought of the noodles. You didn’t even have much of an appetite but you haven’t eaten since earlier this morning when you force-fed John B some toast.

JJ bursting through the door made you jump again, you winced “Can you move more… quietly?”

“My bad, Y/n/n.” He gently placed a tray with the soup and Gatorade, he knew you got thirsty when drinking something hot. He didn’t know if it was healthy or not, but he knew that even if you were drinking hot soup you wanted something cold. “Eat.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Thanks.” You picked up the spoon and began to sip.

“You’re done taking care of John B,” He softly shut the door behind him, leaning his back against it. He watched you pause halfway dipping your spoon back into the bowl, “Don’t give me that look, you’re sick.”

“So is John B-”

“He’ll be fine, I’ll be here and make sure you’re both alright, besides John B’s feeling better already.”

You give him a deadpanned look, “Give him a couple of hours, he’ll be telling you it’s his time for the third time today.”

“It’ll be your time if you let yourself waste away because you’re taking care of everyone else but yourself.” He sat on the edge of the bed by your thighs, he reached out his hand and brushed a stray hair behind your ear. “You can’t keep doing that, pretty girl.”

Your body shivered again though this time you weren’t sure what it was from, JJ or the fever. “If I don’t then who will, J?”

“They appreciate it, I know they do, alright but remember that one year when we had finals you were hella stressed and yet you were talking Pope down a ledge, volunteering with Kie cause you didn’t want her to do it alone when she asked and nobody wanted to, John B always needs your help with something-”

“Just sounds like your jealous,” Your face held a lazy smirk at the joke.

He clicked his tongue, “You take care of me too. A lot, that gets me to my point, you need a break. You reached that point, just like you did that year when you got physically sick because of how stressed we were making you.”

“This isn’t like last time, I just caught the cold, but I’m fine I just need to eat then I can make sure John B gets better.”

“I’ll make sure John B doesn’t die and I’ll take care of you.”

“You?” You almost want to laugh at the thought of JJ taking care of both you and John B, especially with his affliction with sickness but the increased pounding in your head prevented you.

“Shut up and eat your noodles.”

~~~

The rest of the day he doted on you, doted was too mild a term, full-on hovered over you. He kept you fed, reached things for you when he didn’t have to, he gave you a little bell for you to ring like he was your servant.

You fucked with him a little too much with it until he threatened to take it away but he came every time you rang. It made you hopeful, a little too hopeful, in a way that you shouldn’t of your best friend. Because that’s what this was, one best friend taking care of the other. He wanted you to be comfortable but not weirdly comfortable, and he was only taking care of you because he felt bad.

Then again you and JJ were never just normal best friends. You both had no boundaries when it came to one another, the line was never drawn and neither of you wanted to form one, perfectly complacent with the unsaid rule of being there for each other. You loved each other like family and respected each other like friends, but every touch had an underlying meaning that was better off not being unmasked.

Even now when your fever had you shivering like you were in Antarctica with JJ’s body heat on your back, his chest exuding a warmth that made you nuzzle further into him. You felt a little moisture coming from him, poor guy, you had him sweating from how hot it was. But internally you were freezing.

You groaned as you felt your body ache, the back of JJ’s hand went to your neck and your forehead, and he hissed.

“You’re hot, Y/n,” He put his weight on his forearm to hold himself up. He looked down on you like a golden angel and you briefly thought that you wouldn’t mind if the fever took you out.

You breathed out a chuckle, “Yeah, I know. Remind me when I actually feel like it.”

He rolled his eyes but smirked anyway, “Your temperature, Pretty girl.”

“Mm,” You turned your weak body to talk to him face-to-face without having to twist your neck. “Shut up and cuddle me.”

“You gotta actually take a nap this time though,” He strokes your cheek with his thumb. “You need to rest.”

“Sir, yes, sir-” You would’ve saluted but that meant moving your arm that felt way too heavy to lift at the moment. JJ turns to grab something from the nightstand and hands you a plastic shot cup, the one that comes on top of the medicine bottles.

“Drink this,” He hands you the tiny cup with the red liquid. “I thought you would like taking it this way so you could pretend you're taking a shot.”

Your heart melted at the sentiment and took it out of his hand, “Are you trying to drug me right now?”

“Probably the only time I’d do something like that but I’m willing to do it if it means you’ll feel better.”

“You’re annoying,” You drank it with one swallow, expecting it to taste worse than it actually did but the flavor he picked out made it sweet.

He placed a hand over his chest in mock hurt, “Is that any way to speak to your nurse?”

“The elderly people at the hospital would treat you way worse.”

“That’s why I’m only qualified to take care of you,” He bopped your nose and you scrunched it as his finger tapped lightly.

He settled down beside you after he took the empty cup out of your hands and set it aside, his hands traveled from your waist to your arm into your hair, playing with each strand on the top of your head.

You began to faintly trace the curves and angles on his face while trying not to think about how intimate this was, you were close, so close your noses were touching.

You wished your brain would stop thinking so you didn’t feel the need to break the silence, suddenly being hyperaware of the fact that while both of your legs were tangled in each other, bodies touching, fingers roaming- all the while intense eye contact was being made. “You’re going to get sick being this close to me.”

“I like being this close to you,” He whispered. “If I get sick, you’re worth it.”

“I don’t like when you say things like that,” You nibbled on your lip only slightly- another bad habit that you picked up on when you were nervous and felt awkward. His fingers untangled themselves from your hair and you regretted speaking but it was how you felt. Him saying things like that made it feel like this was more than what it was and you knew better than that.

His eyes flickered from where your teeth were caught on your lip, his thumb pulled it with his index curved under your chin. “Why?”

“Because,” Your breath shuddered.

“Because?” His ocean-blue eyes held yours and you were about to give it all up right then and there. You were sick, you weren’t in the right state of mind and you would never forgive yourself if you admitted your love for him right now and he rejected you while you already felt like you were dying.

You couldn’t handle looking at him anymore and began to move your body so that your back was facing him when you talked but his hand slipped onto your cheek and he pulled you into him, attaching his lips to yours.

He kissed you once, twice, and the third time felt like he was speaking a language that you understood all too well and you reciprocated. Your lips moved languidly with his, an natural movement that made your heart flutter through the fever that held you captive all day.

He pulled away giving you one last kiss, “I love you. I’m tired of pretending I don’t and that everything I do for you is just because we’re friends when we both know that it’s more, at least I hope it is because if not then what just happened made us a hell of a lot closer and definitely more awkward. I love you, and you don’t have to feel the same cause either way I will always always take care of you but I just needed you to know because I feel like friends or not, you forget that people care about you too. We care about you, and I love you.”

You blamed how sick you were feeling for the tears that threatened to spill out of your eyes from his confession, “God your such a sap.”

His panicked expression searched your face for any other sign of a reaction to the word he just spoke and you kissed him. You kissed him deeply and with the assurance that you hoped translated with the way your soft plump lips spoke on his. “I love you more, J.”

He brought you into his chest, cradling your head, your arms around his middle holding him tight. The distraction of his confession interrupted the thoughts of how frail your body felt but now it was coming back as his heartbeat thumped against your ear and your mind slowly drifted into sleep.

“JJ?”

He hummed in response.

“Thank you for taking care of me.”

“Anytime, baby,” He squeezed you gently. “Now go to sleep.”

[forhappysake]

[kisses4angel]

Dad!JJ Moodboard

Dad!JJ : who cried when you give birthed to yours and his baby

Dad!JJ : is the type of dad to learn his kids on how to surf before they can even walk

Dad!JJ : is the sweetest dad and would do anything for his kids and wife

Dad!JJ : is the type of dad to nearly be sick when it his turn to change a diaper

[hazyspiderwebs]

Just checking in

JJ suddenly getting distant wasn’t unusual in your relationship. At first you were really confused and upset but gradually you realized there was a pattern. It was usually an indication that his emotions were too big for even him to understand. You wanted to respect his need for space but you desperately wanted him to know that you cared.

JJ opened the text that lit up his screen. “Hey Babe! I’m just checking in to tell you I love you and I’m proud of the man that you are. And I have your favorite snacks waiting for a movie marathon whenever you’re ready.”

His heart fluttered as he read your words. A stray tear dropped onto his phone screen. He wiped his phone screen and rushed over to your place. In his excitement he tripped over a bush in your yard. He was oblivious to the blood dripping down his face as he approached your door.

You jumped at hearing a knock on your door. You weren’t expecting JJ to come this early. Your smile faltered as you answered the door and saw the blood. “JJ what happened?” You asked as you reached up to the source of the blood. JJ’s eyes widened when he saw the blood on your hand. “I did trip on the way here but I didn’t feel pain or anything.”

You rushed him inside and led him to the bathroom. JJ watched as you got your medical kit out. “This may hurt a little bit.” You warned before spraying the medicine. “Pfft that’s no match for- ahh.” You tried to stifle your laugh since he was in pain. You stuck a bandaid on and ruffled his hair over the bandaid.

“I don’t deserve you.” He spoke above a whisper while looking down. You gently lifted his chin and looked into his eyes “baby we deserve each other. You are deserving of love especially my love.” JJ smiled at the end of your sentence. “I just feel like I don’t contribute enough to our relationship.” “JJ you contribute so much more than you know. You’re the one person I feel safest with. And you contribute greatly to my happiness. I love being able to call you my man. And no relationship is ever going to be 50/50 and that’s okay. I love you and I love our relationship.”

“Thank you. I love you too.” He got up and hugged you. A content sigh escaped his lips as he steadied his breathing to match yours absentmindedly. “Of course. Now let’s go start our movie marathon I may have started eating some of the snacks already.” JJ gasped dramatically and put his hand over his heart. “You traitor! How could you?”

[starkeyslut]

HMS pogue

PAIRING: jj maybank x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 2.3k

SUMMARY: jj would do anything to please you, his girl. even if it means fucking you on his boat. or maybe especially if it means that.

WARNINGS: smut, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), fingering, semi public sex (they're on the boat, but there's no one around), a bit of exhibitionism, praise, dirty talk, use of petnames, brief weed smoking. no season 3 spoilers!

If there was one thing you could do for the rest of your life, it would be getting high with JJ on his boat, HMS Pogue.

You and him have been doing that ever since you started dating, and it has become some sort of tradition — that each time it’s good weather and the waves are small, you drive as far away from shore as possible and roll a few blunts. Originally, it was JJ’s idea, but there is no one who ravishes in the freedom of those trips more than you do. 

Today was no different — the moment your boyfriend spotted the calm waves, he smiled widely and leaned to whisper in your ear, “You free tonight?”

You, having absolutely no self-control when it came to JJ, canceled the movie night plans you’d made with your family and rushed to hang out with him.

Which brings us to present time, you and JJ sitting on the very edge of the old boat, legs dangling above the green-blue water as the scent of the unfinished blunt in his hand lingers in the air. The sky is dark, and yours and JJ’s fingers are interlaced, both of you admiring the view.

It would’ve been an innocent and romantic evening, if it wasn’t for JJ’s warm hand resting on your inner thigh. It’s embarrassing, truly, the way you’re starting to slowly soak through your panties just at his slightest touch. To your defense, though, this is when he looks the hottest — with his hair falling into his eyes, eyes wide from the weed and glowing in the faint light provided by the moon overhead. 

Any sane person would feel their body heat up at that. 

“D’you want it?” JJ’s hoarse voice brings you back to reality, and you abruptly stop pressing your legs together — something you didn’t even notice you were doing. You pray your boyfriend hasn’t noticed, either, because that would result in a hell of a lot of teasing that you’re not too keen on in this state. 

“Want what?” you ask, confused. 

“The blunt,” he says, furrowing his brows at your strange behavior. 

“Oh, that.”

“Are you okay? You look like you’ve had a little too much weed, babe.”

“No, no, I’m good,” you assure him with an embarrassed smile. He doesn’t look convinced, pulling his lip between his teeth as his eyes roam your body in search of any clue as to why you’re acting so weird.

You don’t mean to rub your thighs together just then, but it’s unbearable, the pressure created in your lower stomach by him, and so you do it — instant regret hitting you as his eyes light up in amusement upon settling on your legs. His gaze stays there for a second, and you think maybe he didn't notice, after all, but then he looks up to meet your eyes, and the smirk playing on his face confirms your fears. He’s noticed. And from the way he puts down his blunt, you figure he’s not going to let it go that easily. 

He frees his other hand from your grasp, dragging it up and down your shoulder in a manner that causes your breath to hitch. You try to send him a glare, yet he only pouts innocently, bringing his fingers down to graze your bare thigh. 

You shiver at the touch, biting your lip in an attempt at ignoring his extremely desire-igniting actions. As his hand moves to the hem of your shorts, toying with them, you inhale sharply, your facade fading away in the blink of an eye. Your panties are completely soaked through, you’re sure of it, and your pussy is throbbing against the fabric like JJ didn’t just fuck you a couple hours earlier.

And so – a little too turned on and high to feel ashamed – you turn to look at him with a pleading look in your eyes. 

“Actually, I’m not that good, JJ.”

“Hmm,” he hums, eyes glimmering in amusement. His fingers play with the zipper of your shorts, teasing you. “You want me to take care of you, pretty girl?”

You nod eagerly. “Yes. Please, JJ.” 

“Your wish is my command, princess.”

It becomes obvious that he’d been waiting for this moment the second his lips meet yours. 

It’s eager, the kiss, and needy. He tastes of weed and alcohol, the flavor of his tongue clouding your senses like a drug as it slips past your lips. For a while, you try to move your tongue in rhythm with his, but when his hands make their way under your shirt, your jaw goes slack. He explores your mouth freely, groping your tits until you’re basically whimpering against his lips. 

“So fuckin’ needy, huh?” he pulls away, slipping his hand into your panties and brushing over your slit. “That’s all for me?”

You nod, gasping at the feeling of his fingers against your puffy clit. 

JJ smiles at that, pushing you down on the deck gently, your back flat against the boat as your wet cunt pounds in anticipation. The blond hovers above you, pressing another kiss to your lips, before moving downwards and sucking on your neck. It isn’t difficult for him to find your sweet spot, because when his teeth brush over it, a loud whimper sound leaves your mouth, and JJ smiles against your skin. 

He makes sure to take good care of your neck with his mouth while his hands get rid of your shorts, pulling them off of your legs. You hiss at the sensation of air hitting your skin, while JJ’s fingers caress your inner thighs. He removes himself from you to position his head between your legs.

You spread them as wide as you can, letting him pepper your inner thighs with kisses, heading closer and closer to where you want him most. You moan softly as he sucks on your skin, probably leaving a mark. 

He smiles yet again, flashing his pearly white teeth, before speaking, his voice sending shivers through your whole body. 

“God, you look so beautiful with your legs wide open for me.”

“Stop it with the teasing, JJ,” you say breathlessly, feeling his thumb brush over the thin fabric that covers your pussy incredibly slowly. “Please, touch me.”

His smirk widens as he slaps your clothed pussy, making you jolt in surprise, a soft whimper leaving your mouth. Satisfied, he finally pulls your panties down your legs and throws them to the side, groaning so quietly you barely hear him at the sight of your dripping cunt. 

He spends a moment like that, just admiring you, and feeling his cock strain in his pants. It’s not before you’re about to break and start begging again that he finally gives in and presses his mouth against your pussy.

It’s soft, at first, a few kisses littered on your clit and a stripe licked up your folds, making you grab at his hair and buck your hips up into his face. You can feel his chuckle reverberate through your body as he dives further in, tongue slipping into your whole while his nose rests against your clit. 

You try to keep quiet, biting your lip as he licks up your juices, eating you out like he’s a starved man. It’s messy, and his spit mixed with your arousal is surely dripping onto deck, but you can’t bring yourself to care when it feels so good having his tongue buried inside of your cunt, touching all the right places. 

“Tastes so good, baby,” he murmurs as he pulls away to breathe, and you swear you almost come from the very sound of his voice. “Could be eating this pussy all day.”

Before you even get the chance to respond, his lips wrap around your clit and you sob his name, tugging at his hair. He groans as you pull on it, sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth. Your hips stutter, hesitating between rubbing against his face or lying back down on the deck, but ultimately, it doesn’t matter, because he’s working wonders on your clit. 

That familiar feeling of pleasure starts slowly building up in your stomach, and it only strengthens when JJ pushes one of his fingers into you with ease. It stretches you out a little and makes your eyes roll to the back of your head, having him curl his finger and then adding another one. You clench around him when he starts moving his fingers in and out of you while his tongue laps at your clit. 

“Oh my god, J,” your whimpers turn into a broken moan. “Please don’t stop, please–”

He thinks it’s kind of ridiculous that you think he’d even consider stopping. You taste so good that he’d have to be stupid to let you go. 

A third finger enters you just as he sucks harshly on your clit, and you swear you’ve never felt so good in your life. You’re not trying to stay quiet anymore, loud moans leaving your mouth freely. If there’s anyone in a three hundred meter radius, there’s no way they don’t know what’s going on by now. 

But really — you don’t care. Not with his fingers hitting that one spot that makes your toes curl, the knot in your stomach on the verge of unraveling.

And when it does unravel, you tug at JJ’s hair so roughly you might’ve just ripped some out. He doesn’t mind, though, fucking you through your orgasm with his fingers, pulling away from eating you out so he can get a good look at your fucked out expression. 

“Good?” he asks after a while, like your thighs aren’t shaking and your gaze isn’t unfocused.

Without waiting for an answer, he hovers over your body and kisses you. You can taste yourself on his tongue, and paired with his cock that is poking against your thigh, it serves to ignite a throb between your legs once again. 

“Yeah,” you mumble against his lips. “Very good.”

He pulls away to take his shirt off, and doesn’t even hide the way his smile widens when you stare at him shamelessly. You sit up to trace his muscles with your fingertips as he pulls his shorts down his legs, leaving him in just boxers. His arms pull you closer so you can feel his hard on to your stomach and it makes you swallow loudly. 

That’s when it hits you — you’re about to fuck him on this boat. Out in the open for anyone to see if they decide to go fishing at 3am. 

“Wait,” you say, making JJ’s hands stop roaming your body and settle on your waist. “What if somebody hears?”

“Do you really care?” he raises a brow and you feel your face grow warm as you look to the side, embarrassed, because truly, you don’t.

He smiles.

“Didn’t think so.”

You only further prove his point by pulling his boxers down, biting your lip as his cock springs free. He pulls you flush against him, kissing you softly as he lies the two of you down on the boat again. The air is a little cold, you notice, but it soon fades when JJ’s cock rubs against your clit first, and then your entrance. 

His tip teases you only for a second before he slips into your wet cunt, your walls sucking him in immediately. You whimper at his size, nails digging into his arms and he lets you adjust. A minute later, when you tap him on the shoulder, he starts moving — slowly thrusting in and out of you and making you moan his name shamelessly.

JJ’s head falls down on your shoulder as he groans. “Love this pussy so much, fuck.”

You can’t make out any coherent words to respond with, so you just hold onto him for dear life as he speeds up his thrusts. His hands move to hold your hips in place, skin slapping against skin with each roll of his hips.

The deck is cold against your back, JJ’s cock snug against your walls as he decides to wrap your legs around his hips so he can fuck you deeper. And he does — the new angle allows him to fuck you both deep and fast, and you swear that at one point, you feel him all the way in your stomach. 

Faintly, you hear some rustling of leaves somewhere, but you don’t even look to see whether it’s a person or the wind making the noise, all too occupied with clenching around JJ’s dick. He’s busy too, pulling your hips to meet his thrusts, lip pulled between his teeth in concentration. 

“JJ, please,” you whimper, holding onto his arms tighter. “More.”

“More?” an amused chuckle leaves his mouth and tickles your ear. “But baby, this is more.”

He contradicts his own statement by speeding up even further – which, by the way, you didn’t know was possible – one of his hands coming up to play with your tits, thumb running over your nipples. You lean into his touch, feeling yourself close to the edge yet again. It’s almost shameful how wet you are, lewd sounds coming from where he’s buried inside of you.

A couple more thrusts and the coil in your stomach is tightening, your pussy clamping down on JJ’s dick repeatedly. It doesn’t go unnoticed, his hand squeezing one of your tits as he leans a little forward so he can look down on your face. 

“You gonna come, pretty girl?” he asks and you nod frantically, whimpering. “Okay, baby. Come all over my cock.”

And you do. His fingers barely brush over your clit and you’re coming – practically sobbing his name as he fucks you through it, groans leaving his mouth. 

He comes a few seconds after your breathing calms down, cock twitching inside of you and painting your walls white. The moan he lets out against your chest heats up your whole body, heartbeat still fast as JJ’s body goes limp. His head rests on your tits, arms wrapped around you as he catches his breath.

“I’m so glad you ditched movie night,” he whispers after a while and you giggle, running your hands through his hair.

“Me too.”

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The Great War

Pair: JJ Maybank x Reader

Warnings: language, underage drinking, arguments

Based on THIS request

Word Count: 1.8k

a/n: This is a bit short and probably not as angsty as you might've wanted I hope you still like it...

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You didn’t mean to- you didn’t mean to do alot of what had already passed. 

You had grown up around JJ and the pogues, you were neighbors, went to the same school, and had most of the same classes. It was inevitable that you and JJ would become close. So close in fact, your parents had set restrictions to how much time you could spend with the boy. They insisted that you could do better, be better, and have a better life when you graduated. 

They even saved up enough money and coerced you into doing an essay that will grant you a scholarship to the Kook school that Sarah Cameron and the rest go to. The school you have been going to for a couple of months now. 

Not much has changed, you still hung out with your usual friends, JJ was still attached to your hip but you did spare a little bit of your time for the friends you’ve made on the other side of the island. 

Your best friend had not been too thrilled about this new development. Admittedly, you had lied to him about it, JJ had always been a bit dramatic when it came to Kooks. Rightfully so, they’d done him wrong too many times in the past that it was understandable where his anger came from but his anger surpassed your patience. 

The moment you stepped into his house, he had a glare and a frown that you didn’t know 

“So what now Y/n?” You’ve been having this conversation for almost an hour now, Luke was out on another bender, JJ was home by the sound of raging music coming from his window. “You’re one of them just like that?”

You scoff, “No, J. I’m not one of them, I’m just doing what’s best for my future. I wasn’t doing any better in public school.”

He wasn’t in a good mood when you came through the unlocked front door, the door hinges were a little loose, he must have gotten into it with his dad. You can imagine the way Luke must’ve slammed it on the way out for the millionth time. You stood in the middle of his messy room that JJ didn’t bother to clean as he was never here. 

“You’re better now that you're in a fancy private school full of those dickheads, really?,” He tongue pokes through his cheek. He let out a bitter laugh, “That’s rich, Y/n. Pretending to be someone you’re not.”

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” 

“It means that you are no better than me and the pogues and you playing dress up every week, going to their school- isn’t going to change that.”

“You’re trying to insult me by saying that i’m not one of them and it isn’t working JJ, I don’t want to be one of them.”

His eyes took you in from head-to-toe, “Have you looked in the mirror lately, Princess.”

“I’m trying JJ,” I exhale. “I’m trying my best not to fucking drown while i’m there, I can dress up all I want while i’m there and they still look at me the same but i’m also not gonna lie and say that part of me doesn’t enjoy it. And so what if I do? Fucking sue me.”

“Then fucking leave!” He shouted in your face, “Leave and enjoy you’re new life cause i’m not gonna be in it.”  

You stared at him wide-eyed, he never spoke to you like this, ever. JJ was always cheery and joked whenever things got too tense, he never acted out of turn. 

“You know what JJ, you’re really starting to sound like your dad,” Your voice was slightly above a whisper. You were teary eyed and hurt, you regretted the words the moment they left your lips but you were angry and in shock at the way he spoke to you.

He looked as if he had been slapped, he flinched as you made the comparison. You stuttered in your steps as you gave him one last glance before leaving.

~~~

You didn’t see him for days after the argument, whenever you were at the Chateau he was somewhere else  and when he was around, he didn’t utter a single word in your direction. You felt guilty, you didn’t truly think he was like Luke at all, but in that moment your mouth ran faster than your brain. 

Days turned into weeks, Weeks turned into months, and soon you were graduating. You hung around the Pogues often still, but without JJ you had more time to spend with your private school friends, you divided your time equally between both groups despite the on going beef. 

You missed JJ, he had been an integral part of your life, you never went a day without talking to him before the argument. Now you’d become strangers, strangers and yet you knew everything that went on in his life. You lived right next to him, you heard him and his dad, you shared the same friends so you were never left out of anything. Everything you knew now just didn’t come from him, which stung. 

You were both in the wrong, you knew and accepted that but JJ was set on avoiding you. You weren’t going to corner him, if he wanted to talk to you, he would come to you as he had many times before. 

Summer just started, that meant another annual boneyard party. 

Kie had ran up to you and gave you a hug, “You’re here!” 

“Of course, did you doubt i’d come?” You giggled at her excitement. 

“Well, no but your public enemy number 1 is here,” She motioned over to where JJ was shotgunning a beer. 

You rolled your eyes shaking your head, “When has he ever stopped me from being around you guys?” 

She walked with you to grab a drink and from there everything was a blur of dancing, talking, and drinking. You had become so inebriated to the point where John B had pointed out your slurred speech, you insisted that you were fine and took several steps back to prove that you had not taken the effects of the several cups of alcohol you consumed. On the last step you back had bumped into someone, that someone had held you by your waist to steady you. 

You turned around to apologize but shut your mouth before anything could come out. It was the blond boy you had missed, at the sight of him you felt a familiar sting come from the back of your eyes. 

“Can we talk?” He didn’t remove his hand from your side, you didn’t want him to. 

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” You murmured. You didn’t trust yourself to talk to him, seeing him made you realize you weren’t as sober as you thought. Your head spun as you looked into his blue eyes, who knew what would spill out of you, you could confess to a murder you didn’t commit if you were alone with him in this state. 

“Please?” His tone was soft, it made your knees weak. You tore your gaze away from his and you nodded. 

Your heart pounded rapidly, you felt like you were about to throw up, you weren’t sure if it was how much you had drank or a sign of how nervous you were. You trusted JJ to be this vulnerable- in this state- with him even after all this time. There was no doubt about it, you just didn’t trust yourself. You had been around him drunk too many times to count but there was so much time between you now and you had shed yourself of any care you might have in sharing your feelings for him.

He brought you over to the middle of where the cars were parked and the beach, trees surrounding you both. 

He swallowed before he spoke, “I wanted to say that I’m sorry. You transferred out of school, we never went to separate schools and you were always around during the day, then you weren’t and you got new friends- their all still dickheads by the way- but you’re my best friend and I didn’t want that to end.”

That brought you out of your thoughts, your gaze met his and he continued. “I didn’t want us to stop being friends after that fight- I just- I was scared,” He cleared his throat. It wasn’t easy for him to share his feelings. “I missed you Y/n, more than missed you actually. I can’t even explain how weird it was not having you around me and that’s completely my fault for being such an asshole, ignoring you and shit. I was pissed at the moment, I needed time and space but not that much time and space-”

He was rambling now, hearing how much he missed you felt like a weight being lifted off your chest, you weren’t the only one that felt the absence of your friendship. Now that he started talking, he wouldn’t stop overexplaing how much he missed you. 

He looked so cute when he was talking you couldn’t stop yourself, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Y/n,” His eyes furrowed as he stopped his rant. 

“No, JJ,” You grabbed his shoulders, taking a step into his space. “I love you. I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to compare you to him, you could never be like him, ever. I was just as scared of losing and I did for a time but that doesn’t matter now because you’re here- talking to me finally. I’ll probably regret this as much as I did when I said what I said to you that day, I love you.”

His face spread into a bright grin, he let out a laugh and you almost questioned whether he thought you were joking or if he was laughing at you. You released your hold on him and took a step back only to be pulled into his chest, one of his hands on your waist, the other on your cheek as he pulled you into a kiss. 

For a moment you couldn’t process what was happening, the next, your hands had tugged him closer by tangling in his hair and neck making the kiss go deeper. 

You heard cheers coming from the crowded side of the party, you had pulled away from JJ with a smile and looked to where John B, Kiara, and Pope were howling at the two of you. 

“The great war is over!” John B had called out. He and the others had taken to calling the fight you and JJ had ‘The Great War’ over time when he and the rest of them realized that this wasn’t just some petty fight you guys had and would eventually get over. They hated it almost as much as you two did. 

JJ wrapped his arm around your shoulders looking over at your friends and gave you sweet kisses on your forehead. 

“I love you.”