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rafescurtainbangz · 2 months
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Blurb.
Being JJ's ex and Rafe's ex. Both relationships ended on account of them. Now, you're at a party and they're both there, and shit's getting wild.
Posturing. So much posturing.
Both of them do whatever it takes to get your attention and win you back. They're texting you feverishly, flirting relentlessly, touchy-feely, begging, apologizing, and promising to change all the while keeping a close eye on each other.
You'll brush them off and dance with another guy while they're just stewing in their own jealousy. They'll sip their beer as they watch you roll and grind your body. The two of them can't help but get emotional, catching how you move in your little dress; remembering what it was like to have you in their arms like that.
They'll be a slight panic over the thought of you going home with him instead.
Your hips, your ass, your waist; this guys hands will be everywhere, skimming along your curves until one of them has a fucking meltdown. They'll storm to the middle of the dance floor, prompting the other to do the same. Who knows, this might be the grand gesture you're looking for after all.
They'll push the guy off and start bickering back and forth about how they're better for you, and that you don't deserve the shit the other put you through; not totally dismissing their own wrongs, "But at least ! didn't do that" will be thrown out more times than you can count. It'll even get physical, pushing and shoving; until they look your way and you're just gone.
The fight'll fizzle out fast, leaving both of them wandering about the party like lost puppies, wondering where their girl went. They'll run into each other one last time, a wordless conversation shared between the two; "you're looking for her too. Aren't you, bitch?'
The stakes will get higher. Their new missions, who can find you first.
Now you have a decision to make, JJ Maybank or Rafe Cameron? Both? I mean they owe you. Right?
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erule · 1 year
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Do I look like I care? | jj maybank
Pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!Kook!reader
Summary: you ask JJ to dance with you at the Midsummer, but things don’t go as planned.
Warnings: jealous!JJ, established relationship, fluff
Word count: 1.1K
A/N: hi! I loved 1x05, so here’s something about it. Hope you like it. Enjoy! x
JJ’s Masterlist
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It’s a hot Sunday afternoon, you’re on your boat with JJ, who’s smoking with his sunglasses on. You were talking about the Midsummer dance, since you’re a Kook and your family wants you to go there. Topper offered to be your partner and you agreed, since your boyfriend, a Pogue, can’t participate. Still, you hoped that JJ would have said something about it, moved by jealousy perhaps or the desire to make you happy, but he just seemed unconcerned.
“So, you’re telling me that you’re not even a little bit jealous of Topper?”
He shrugs, breathing out some smoke.
“Do I look like I would be jealous of somebody like Topper?”
“You certainly look like somebody who wouldn’t come to the dance with me,” you reply, testily.
“Babe, you just have to tell me. One word and I do whatever you like. If you want me to be there, I’ll be there,” he says with a smile.
You’re suddenly suspicious: it’s true, JJ would always agree to do something with you, especially dangerous things, but this time it feels like a trap. You’re now sure he’s trying to hide his protectiveness towards you, so you try to push him over the edge.
“Are you sure, J? I mean, you should wear a suit, maybe even pretend to be a waiter to be there and dance with me, something that you don’t even like to do, in front of my parents and the other Kooks. It’s not really your cup of tea,” you say, observing every muscle of your boyfriend. He still seems really calm, but you see a jolt in his hand, while he’s putting out his cigarette. Oh, he’s so jealous. You got him!
“Do I look like I care?” He asks you with effrontery.
You shake your head.
“I think that you’re gonna handle it perfectly,” you answer, giving him a peck on the lips.
Tonight’s the night. You’re wearing your best dress, JJ sent you a text telling you that the plan is still in motion with John B. You’re a little bit nervous: you don’t like pushing JJ’s buttons, but this is important to you and you don’t want to be there with somebody who’s not your boyfriend. This is also the only way to have him there, since your parents don’t approve your relationship with him for obvious reasons. You just hope that they won’t see him or, at least, that they’ll just let him be. Speaking of your parents, they’re calling out your name right now.
Ten minutes later, you’re there with Topper, but you don’t see JJ nearby. You’re turning around too often, so Topper starts getting suspicious about it.
“Is everything okay? Is somebody following you or something?” He jokes.
“What?”
His voice is so irritating, you can’t believe that your parents would love to have him as your boyfriend instead of JJ.
“You’re acting weird, please stop,” he whispers to your ear, while smiling to the people in the room.
“And you’re acting like my father,” you say, then you leave his embrace and go away.
This is not going as planned: JJ is nowhere to be seen and your parents already look lost, because you just left Topper’s side. You breathe out, hoping that Sarah or Kie will appear soon next to you.
“Hey, I’m sorry about earlier,” you hear Topper’s voice behind you. You sigh.
“Topper, you’re a good guy, but…”
“I also forgot to mention that you look really beautiful, tonight,” he adds.
“And this is my time to interfere. Hi Topper, please leave my girl alone, she already has a boyfriend,” JJ says and when you turn around, you see him with some empty glasses on a tray.
“Who made you work here?” Topper asks, surprised.
“Do you work for the police?” JJ replies, shaking his head. “Come on, go away, she saved all of her dances just for me, so you can bore someone else”.
You burst out laughing and Topper mustn't like it, because he runs away livid with rage, probably to call Rafe and his other friends to kick JJ out, but you don't care: he's finally here. JJ leaves the silver plate so he can dance with you.
“You were jealous,” you say, while he’s holding your waist.
“No, I told you: I don’t care”.
“You’re such a liar,” you reply, a smirk on your face.
“Whatever,” he says.
Then he leans down to mutter these words in your ear: "But if you thought I wanted to be the only one to lay a hand on you, you were completely right."
Shivers get down your spine, when you hear his hoarse voice. You didn't even realize you closed your eyes. Now you just feel the heat of JJ's body against yours as you slow dance, the cool air rushing up your ankles. This could be the best moment of your life.
If it weren't for JJ who’s now pulling you away, because Rafe and Topper are chasing you. You run off to the beach, your parents yelling after you, while you laugh and feel free, taking off your heels for more comfort. He takes off his bow tie, throwing it behind him. Luckily your boat is nearby, so you two get on that and hide in the cabin, hoping that the others have not seen you, because you are protected by the darkness of the night. JJ’s still trying to catch his breath, while you’re chuckling.
“What?”
“I’m just thinking about Topper’s face when you appeared,” you answer and he laughs.
“He’s so irritating”.
“Right?”
“He never had a chance with you anyway,” JJ says.
You give him a sly look.
“Why? ‘Cause it’s always been you?”
“No, ‘cause you’re obviously better than him. You’re way out of my league too, honestly. Sometimes I even wonder why you’re with me. You’re better than everybody,” he answers and your heart melts.
You cup his face, your hands caressing his warm skin. His eyes are so blue, they seem the ocean and you’d like to swim into them. He’s holding his breath, as if he’s waiting for you to break up with him right here, right now. But you’re not gonna do that.
“You underestimate yourself, babe. I’m lucky to have you by my side, my knight in shining armor,” you say. “Also, you should put on these elegant clothes more often”.
“Oh, is it?” He asks, his lips on yours.
“Yeah,” you answer with a smile, before he kisses you. “Admit that you were jealous!”
“I was jealous, okay?” JJ squeals, exasperated. “Now let me kiss you!”
You knew it.
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babygorewhore · 2 months
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You belong to me
Jealous JJ thot-requested by @xxbutdaddyilovehimxx and help from @drewstarkeyslut
Warnings! Blow job! Degrading! Dom! JJ! unprotected sex!
“You think some Kook little bitch can fuck you like I can?” JJ’s growl sounded in your ears as he threw you against the wall, his hand latched around your throat as he shoved his hand in your underwear.
“Huh? You wet for Topper? Or is it me?” He hissed and leaned into your ear.
You panted and tried to claw at his shirt but he shoved you to your knees.
JJ gestured to his pants, “you see this? You’re gonna show me exactly what you were gonna do with that Kook, princess.” He wrapped your hair in a ponytail as you tore his shorts and boxers down, he shoved his cock into your mouth without any warning.
Your head moved to the wall, as your lips and tongue sucked him like a lollipop. Spit fell out of the corners of your mouth as he thrusted into your mouth, “you. Belong. To. Me.” He moaned and commanded.
You tried to make a sound of an agreement as your hands moved to massage the top of his dick but he pulled you off and you cleared your throat of the precum as he shoved you to all fours.
“You wanna act like a brat then I’m gonna put you in your place like one, you little slut.” He yanked your panties off, your other clothing discarded on the sand as he spat on your pussy, slid his dick along your clit before he shoved into you.
You almost screamed at the fullness that spread you out as he grabbed onto your waist and slapped your ass as he thrusted harder, deeper and your face was pushed down. He fucked you like an animal.
“What did I say? Huh? What did I tell you? Say it.”
“I-I belong to you.” You managed as he circled his fingers on your clit, causing you to almost curl inward but he wasn’t going to lose control as he grabbed your hair and pulled your head up.
“What was that?”
“I belong to you.”
“One more time.” Another slap came, this time to your cheek and tears fell from your eyes as you still tasted him from earlier and you felt your orgasm coming.
“I belong to you.” JJ snarled and tugged your hair harder.
“Can he fuck you like I can?”
“No!”
“Good fucking girl. Now you’re not gonna fucking forget it.” He spilled into you, and you weren’t far behind as both of your cum leaked from your pussy.
You trembled as he stayed, gearing up to continue fucking you.
“You think I’m done, princess? No. You’re gonna take your punishment until you don’t even know his god damn name.”
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angstsupremacy · 2 years
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How dare you?
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summary You start getting close to a cute guy at a party but your best friends brother isn't so happy about it.
pairing(s) JJ Maybank x reader, Rafe Cameron x reader
warnings jealous!Rafe, one or two curse words, mentions of drinking, fighting, angst angst angst.
a/n I'm a sucker for jealous Rafe so this will definitely need a part 2. Enjoy! / 1.9k words.
You're grateful for your best friend, you really are, but at the moments like these you wished she never got a boyfriend. After you and Sarah spent the whole afternoon getting ready for the party of the summer, John B had to show up and steal her away from you. You weren't actually mad at her, quite the opposite, you wanted her to have a good time, just like you wanted to have it yourself, but the problem is that now, with her gone, you knew basically no one there.
You stayed at Sarahs' lots of times before, since your families are business partners so you visit Outer Banks quite often, but you never actually got to get to know anyone besides the Camerons, or to be precise only one of them. You did say hi to Sarah's infamous older brother in the kitchen once, but after he just side eyed you, you figured it was better to avoid him but you just couldn't ignore how irritated and annoyed he seemed whenever you and Sarah were around. Especially you. It's like he had something against you but you couldn't quite distinguish what. And you decided that you won't care because there was something more important you had planned this summer instead of dealing with his nonsense- meeting a certain someone.
You never actually met any of the pouges but your best friend told you more than you needed to know about every friend of her boyfriends', especially about a hot blond one. Sarah was supposed to introduce you to all of them tonight but it seemed like she had more important things to do right now. After slowly beginning to feel lonely, you decided that you didn't get ready for nothing. If Sarah wasn't here to introduce you to people, you were gonna do it yourself. It can't be that hard, right?
You just needed a few shots to boost your confidence.
As you were approaching the bar you heard an unfamiliar voice from behind calling for you. "Y/n!?"  You turned your head to meet a face you recognised from one of Sarah's friend group photos. "I'm JJ", he shouted, leaning over so you could hear him over the loud music "John B just texted and apparently the lovebirds aren't coming back here so Sarah asked me to keep an eye on you". You were taken aback by this sudden situation and you knew your friends did this on purpose. You were already too tipsy to answer anything but a flirty "Not complaining" while sipping on your drink. The only thing you could focus on was the smirk on his face. God, he looked so good.
You two quickly took off, jokingly gossiping your friends and being a bit too touchy considering you were complete strangers an hour ago. JJ was in the middle of describing the way him, Pope and John B got in a fight with the kooks a few days ago, when you felt something change in you. You were looking at JJ but you couldn't hear a word, this weird feeling completely taking over you. It could be because of the 3rd drink you had tonight but no, you've felt this before, just before you'd catch him staring at you. And that's when you knew, you were being watched.
While JJ was too occupied reenacting the fight for you, your head hurriedly searched through the crowd, hoping you're in the wrong. But that's when your eyes met his. Rafe's blank stare from across the room made you freeze immediately. His face looked completely serious and collected but you could see the way his brows slightly scrunched up. He was judging you. It's almost like he was mad. You looked away immediately, trying to shift your attention back to JJ who didn't happen to catch your change of demeanor. "Could you take me some place more quiet, please", you asked, interrupting his vivid storytelling, not actually minding the loudness. You just needed to get away from there. Get away from him.
The two of you grew to like each other's company so much that neither of you wanted to leave the party yet, so you found the only slightly quieter place at the party- the porch. JJ noticed you shivering from what he thought was just the night breeze outside. But oh, if he only knew.  He covered your shoulders with his jacket and a little "there you go". You were silent for a while, feeling sort of cozy and safe just being wrapped up in his jacket. You put your head on his shoulder when he finally broke the silence. "I never thought a girl like you would hang out with a guy like me", he said quietly, almost like he didn't want to wake you up, even though he knew you weren't asleep. You couldn't help but lift your head off his shoulder, murmuring a sleepy and confused "what?". "I mean, me being a pouge and all", he said more clearly, finally turning his head to face you. You never really thought about it that way. "Oh, I honestly couldn't care less about your 'rivalry' with the kooks, I just don't get it. But if I had to choose...", you said with a teasing smile forming on your face, "I'd join up with your 'gang' ". He let out a chuckle, lightly bumping his shoulder into your side. "I'm really glad to hear that", he said smiling at you, the sudden eye contact making you blush.
You spent the rest of the party enjoying JJs company. Laughing at his jokes made you forget why you two were even out on the porch, so you quickly grabbed his hand and ran back in when you heard your favorite song playing. All you wanted right now was to dance because your mission was complete. You met the person you came to the party for and you hit it off instantly. Nothing could ruin this night for you.
What you didn't know is that Rafe wasn't letting this go. You really thought you could laugh so loudly and have a good time with his biggest enemy in front of him. On his part of the island. And on top of that you tried to hide from him? Didn't you see how he was looking at you earlier? Wasn't that enough for you to realise that he didn't want you there. Didn't want you with him. And you just ignored his obvious warning and continued flirting with someone else? But no, he can't do anything yet. He hasn't told you how jealous he was every time you'd hang out with Sarah. Of course SHE claimed you. He's always been intrigued by you but he couldn't stop thinking about all the stuff his sister must've put in your head. He's Rafe Cameron, he couldn't just come up to you and get rejected. It would hurt his ego and reputation forever. But this? This was even worse. Who do you even think you are? How dare you? You were moments away from following this pouge into a first empty room all giggly and shit. And God, he didn't want to imagine what could happen next.
JJ cupping your face in the corner of the room got Rafe out of his trance. Seeing him kiss you was the last straw and he couldn't hold back anymore. His fists clenched as he was approaching the two of you and just seconds later, he was grabbing JJ by his shoulders, pushing him off of you.
You were taken aback and it took you a moment to realise it was him. Rafe was holding JJ by his collar and you could notice the rage in his eyes. You collected yourself and tried to separate the poor boy from Rafe's grip but he was too strong. "What do you think you're doing, huh?", he shouts, looking at you with narrowed eyes, keeping JJ in a chokehold.
You couldn't believe this was actually happening. Why does he think he can just come up to you like this and ruin your night. He couldn't do this. Not right now. Not like this. Not after he's been ignoring your existence ever since you got there. And now, he has the audacity to hurt the guy you like? Who does he even think he is? How dare he? In front of all these people?
You glared at him in disbelief, unsure of what to say. There was so much on your mind. You wanted to yell and scream because he took this too far. The only thing you were able to do at the moment though, was cry. You knew you had to do something to put him back in his place but it's was so late and you were so drunk. You couldn't think straight and you felt so overwhelmed that you just ran away.
He knew it. He knew he fucked up and seeing you cry wasn't exactly what he had planned. Not like he planned anything. He knew he couldn't follow you because he didn't know where he would even begin explaining himself. If you'd even let him to.
After JJ finally escaped from his grip, he ran to catch up to you. Yes, he did want to confront Rafe but he figured he'd deal with him later. Right now, your wellbeing was his number one priority.
You wandered off far from the party but your muffled sobbing gave you away. He noticed you sitting on the beach, face buried in your hands, when he approached you carefully. "U okay?", he asked worriedly as he sat next to you. "I'm so sorry" was all you could say before breaking down again, putting your head on his lap. He caressed your hair as he spoke in a calming tone, not trying to upset you even more: "It's okay. I'll take care of it", he whispered as you sat up again. "I'll take care of you".
You were still shaken up. After all, this was the first time someone so furious and agitated came over to you, demanding an answer to a such an absurd question. You started believing that it wasn't even aimed to you, it had no reason to be. The only logical explanation you could come up with in your current state was that you just got caught in a pouge-kook fight that had nothing to do with you. Rafe did attack JJ after all. You convinced yourself that the question was meant for JJ but you couldn't figure out why. You weren't sure if you even wanted to know. Calming yourself down with the new theory, you finally started speaking. "He just wanted to get revenge on you for beating up his friends the other day, right?", you said with confidence, thinking you've finally figured it out. You wondered if your reaction was too dramatic considering the situation had nothing to do with you. You could've helped JJ instead of getting freaked out by an ignorat jerk. "God, he's such an asshole, why does he dislike you so much?", you asked as JJs face looked at you with confusion. Could you really be this oblivious? "Y/N...That wasn't about disliking me. It was about liking you". You freezed at his words, refusing to believe what he had just said, when that weird feeling came over you again. You felt Rafe's intimidating presence as you turned around, shivering. It was him and he was just steps away.
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princessmaybank · 18 days
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Could I request a jealous JJ smut? Like you and the pogues went on a road trip, seeing the states and stuff. You were jjs girlfriend but today, you had been particularly close to Pope, like you guys had been attached to the hip. Doing things together, laughing at everything, taking pictures, etc and it was driving JJ crazy. You and Pope had always been close, even before u started dating JJ. You were just having fun with your best friend, but JJ wasn't having it. 😋?
Yes! I will link it here! I'm so sorry this took a month or so! I've had writers block with this fic, but it's finally here and I hope you enjoy!
Jealousy Fic
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pogueszn · 7 months
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Bestie I’m going to Halloween Horror Nights @ universal this year (I literally just bought my tickets 🤭) and I can’t stop thinking about taking JJ into a haunted house i feel like he’d try to act all tough but be so scared 😭
no because he would LMAO
and the thing is that he would be nervous all day and think he's hiding it soooo well but it's so obvious
"scared? pfft! no, who do you think i am? i'm not scared of anything, the haunted houses are gonna be scared of me when i'm done with them."
but like he's SO fidgety, he's surveilling the area HIS EYES CANNOT STOP MOVING and the second the sun goes all the way down:
"okay guys, the sun's going down, shits getting real - baby, stick close to me, i'll keep you safe."
the whole time in the line jj's still acting like he's not scared, (sitting in the weirdest positions against the railings) but the second you guys start getting closer to getting inside, he is all over you
he grips your shirt so hard the back of it is stretched and wrinkled and yes - he stays behind you the whole time he uses the excuse that "he's watching your six" but you know it's because he's scared shitless lol and wants to use you as a human shield to hide from the jump scares. he doesn't hide his face though, he's too prideful for that and knows john b would tease him for it so he just settles for pushing you to move faster through the house when he gets scared
he actually ends up scaring a scare actor because he posts up like he did in season one at the old woman's house and you have to apologize as he rushes you through the house 😭 💀
but if you're also scared then jj still does the same thing you guys just find another shield through the house the next victims probably being kie or john b
but when he gets out? HE'S SO NONCHALANT
"that wasn't even scary,"
"yeah because you were hiding behind your girlfriend the whole time."
"shut up john b."
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variety-fangirl · 2 years
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Love Me or Let Me Go / JJ Maybank x fem!reader
Part 2 here
Summary: you and JJ had been best friends for years, both Pogues. But for months now, your relationship has shifted to something more, or so you thought. JJ's behaviour continues to confuse you, pulling you in different directions, until you finally snap.
Warnings: 18+ NO MINORS talks of sex, drinking, drugs, weed, arguing, jealousy, etc...
Authors note: slightly longer one, I really enjoyed writing this! There's still quite a bit left for this story so if I'm thinking of doing a part 2, let me know if you want it!
Word count: 4.1k
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Ever since you and JJ had known one another, things had always been so natural and normal. You'd clicked immediately, balancing each other out. You were more of a worry bug, helping to level JJ out and keep him from mostly doing stupid shit. And JJ helped to mellow you a bit, helping to calm down and relax every once in a while. He was the ying to your yang, and you both liked it that way. Everyone in obx knew you and JJ were a package deal, well, except the torouns. It was very rare you would see the one without the other, people found it weird if you weren't together or somewhere near the other.
You and JJ had always been touchy, not romantically, but just subtle little touches. A kiss on the cheek here and there, always hugging or cuddling, holding hands, or generally being close to one another. It was completely normal to everyone at this point, they were used to it. So when you guys were first intimate together, people didn't think anything was different with you guys. That night had shifted the whole dynamic of your relationship completely.
"What's up J?" You questioned, confused as to why you were in his room in the Chateau instead of outside with everyone else. JJ took the final swig of his beer and threw it on the floor, standing in front of you. You raised a brow, wondering why he was acting weird. Without saying a word, he simply stalked towards you and crashed his lips to yours. You stood frozen, eyes wide in shock. You pushed JJ off you, "what the?" You breathlessly laughed, even more confused. JJ grabbed your face, "I've wanted to do that for so long y/n." He smiled, going in for another.
This time you didn't stop him, you had also secretly wanted to kiss him for months but you never wanted to ruin the relationship. You'd rather have him as your best friend than nothing. JJ led you backwards, towards the bed. You fell back onto the mattress, JJ climbing on top. "You want to stop?" He asked, pulling back for a second to get an answer. You grabbed the back of his neck, "No." You shook your head, biting your lip. "You sure? I know you said you wanted your first time to be with someone special." He remembered the conversation you'd had years ago, just before you both had decided to get active.
You smiled, appreciating his memory, "I'd say this was pretty special." You giggled, pulling him down. He smiled against your lips, continuing to kiss you. You both got undressed, exploring one another's bodies. JJ was gentle and kind, conscious and paying attention to everything he was doing. JJ positioned himself at your entrance, "you sure? We can still stop." JJ stated, prepared to stop despite the burning desire that was ripping through him. You nodded, "I'm sure." Appreciating that he would stop for you, wanting to make sure you were okay and happy.
He nodded and pushed in slowly. You hissed, tears springing to your tears and your eyes closing. "You okay? We can stop." He stilled completely, pulling back. You wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping him there. "No, I'm okay." You breathed, nodding and opening your eyes. The stinging and burning were slowly starting to disappear with every passing second. He nodded and leaned his elbows on either side of your head. You pulled him to you, kissing his shoulder slowly. He pushed all the way in, the feeling now pleasant. You gasped in pleasure, feeling him slowly thrust in and out, a soft rhythm starting. "Fuck!" JJ cursed softly, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You moaned, trying to silence yourself with JJ's shoulder, your nails raking down his back.
It had become a frequent occurrence after that night, and none of the other pogues was any wiser of your activities. It was surprisingly easy to hide for a while. A month after you and JJ had first slept together, Sarah clicked on something was different, Kie following quickly after. They'd confronted you about it but only thought that you had feelings for JJ, not that you'd slept together. You were thankful for that, happy to keep that secret for a bit longer. Until you figured out what would happen with JJ. You confirmed to the pair that you did in fact have feelings for the blonde-headed boy.
"Why don't you just tell him?" Sarah asked, smiling at your confession. "No way! It would ruin what we have." You were half telling the truth and half lying, what would a love confession do to your relationship with him? Would he reject you? You didn't really want to find out. You all looked over to the blonde boy, "I'd rather have him as a friend than ruin our relationship." You admitted painfully, watching as the boy smiled and called you all over. "We understand, just don't torture yourself okay? If it gets too much, just tell him. I can guarantee he feels the same." Kie smiled, and Sarah nodded in agreement. You smiled, agreeing as you walked over to the three boys. Would he feel the same?
So, months of sleeping together and being even more touchy than before had caused your feelings to extend past just like. Yet JJ acted the same, with no obvious change in his behaviour. The girls tried not to pry too much, leaving you both to figure it out on your own. Although they often watched secretly when you were all together, observing how you and JJ acted. You had planned to admit your feelings to him, preparing to tell him after the party. Things had gone well, everyone had been happy and drinking peacefully. Until the end of the night came and JJ brought home a brunette girl with him to the Chateau. It broke your heart, had those nights not meant anything to him? Did he feel nothing? Well, obviously not.
You grabbed a beer and stormed outside, planning to sleep on the hammock. You drank your sorrows away, the bitter amber liquid helping to numb your thoughts for a while. You heard movement, turning your head to see Pope strolling towards you. "Hey, you alright?" He questioned, sitting in the hammock next to yours. You laughed bitterly, shaking your head and throwing the bottle on the floor. "I'm assuming it has to do with the girl JJ brought home." He confirmed, making you throw your head around to look at him with wide eyes. Shit. "How did you-?" He laughed, "c'mon y/n, I'm not dumb. I know what it's like to be in love with someone and them not know." He took a swig of his beer, and you relaxed a little. "Kie?" You asked, turning to face him fully.
"Yep." He nodded, popping the 'p'. You nodded, feeling a little relieved that someone felt the same as you. "How long?" You questioned, your voice soft. He sighed, looking up at the sky, "a while now. I don't want to ruin the friendship, so I've just kept it in. I notice the same signs in you with JJ. Think most of us have noticed, except him." He laughed sadly at the last part. You laughed in return, "damn, I thought I hid it quite well." You shook your head, so everyone basically knows you're in love with JJ. Great.
"Damn, I thought I was discreet." you laughed, smiling at Pope sadly. He laughs along with you, understanding your feelings. You lay back in the hammock, getting comfortable for sleep. Pope also got comfortable in his hammock, you both watched the moon in silence. You sighed, looking back to the house with hurt. Pope noticed this, looking also. "I'm sorry that he can't see how great of a girl you are, enough to dump his old ways. He'll regret it one day, trust me." Pope sympathised, giving you a reassuring smile. You looked at him with a sad smile, "Thank you, Pope." Tears pricked your eyes, threatening to spill. You refused to allow yourself to cry over a boy, especially not your idiotic best friend.
"Let's get some sleep," Pope commented tiredly, you agreeing. After a few minutes, Pope had fallen asleep, leaving you awake. You lay on your back staring up at the moon and stars, hoping to distract yourself long enough from your thoughts to fall asleep. Your thoughts ran wild, you felt confused and unsure of what to do next. How was your relationship with JJ supposed to go back to normal now? It wouldn't, the damage had been done. Luckily, a few moments later, you could feel your eyes getting heavy as sleep slowly overtook your body.
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The next morning you sat on the porch with Pope and Kie, waiting for the others to awaken. You sat on the sofa, Pope and Kie on either side of you. A spot you usually reserved for JJ but had asked Pope to take today. You chatted to the pair about the party that some toroun was hosting at the beach tonight, wondering how much booze to take with you. A steaming cup of coffee warmed up your hands, your knees against your chest. Sarah and John B came strolling out of the house, sitting in the chairs near you with their beverages. JJ was the last to join you a few moments later, the brunette girl doing the walk of shame. You rolled your eyes, Pope nudging his shoulder into yours softly. He gave you an apologetic smile, you sighed and nodded back to him.
JJ noticed the change in seating, confused as to why you hadn't even spoken to him. Every day you always made it a point to welcome JJ warmly with a cup of coffee or a cold beverage with some form of painkiller and cuddled him until he felt better. This morning was different, and JJ realised this. He looked at you with furrowed brows, taking the only available seat. JJ felt hurt by your actions, enjoying your daily morning routine, feeling almost lost without it. He watched silently as you and Pope conversed quietly, everyone else seemingly oblivious to the change. JJ felt a pang of jealousy stir in his chest as you laughed at something Pope said, you both brushed shoulders softly in your giggle fit. JJ scoffed and stormed inside, fed up with the sight.
Everyone turned and looked at the door in confusion, wondering what was wrong with him. Everyone turned to look at you, "what's up with him?" John B asked, confused by his best friend's behaviour. You shrugged, "hell if I should know." and continued to sip your beverage. You were curious as to why he stormed off, what could have annoyed him so badly? Surely he wasn't bothered by you and Pope hanging out? That would be hypocritical if so, the thought frustrated you. You rolled your eyes and just ignored JJ's outburst.
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You all decided to head out on the HMS Pogue for a while before the party, hoping to relax and enjoy the perfect weather. You, Sarah and Kie sat together. Chatting and drinking beers in your bikinis, you hopped to catch a little tan. JJ and John B sat up front, driving the boat. You eventually stopped in a peaceful area where people shouldn't bother you, hoping to enjoy a few hours out. The boys came and joined you, Pope once again sitting next to you so he could be close to Kie. You and Pope had quickly gotten even closer than before, sharing your mutual liking of people who didn't like them back. You had hardly spoken a word to JJ all day, confused and upset by his actions. You hadn't spoken about not sleeping with others, but you thought that since you guys were sleeping together regularly, you weren't going to sleep with other people. That was your first mistake about JJ Maybank.
You were always aware of JJ's reputation with the ladies, women fell for him easily. He was extremely attractive and a massive charmer, flirting with girls most places they went. You were also aware that JJ had gotten around and tended to never sleep with the same girl twice. Which was why you thought something was different with you guys, that was why you thought he felt differently about you. You'd slept together multiple times in the last few months, which he never did with others. He acted extremely attentive and loving in the bedroom, giving many loving compliments and being very intimate towards you. You thought things were different. That maybe, just maybe, he felt something towards you. You were wrong. You felt stupid for even thinking that JJ would see you as anything other than a sex partner, just his best friend.
You decided to go for a swim, wanting to get away from JJ. Pope and Sarah decided to join you, leaping in after you. You laughed, turning your face from the combined splashes. Pope began splashing you with water, "you did not!" You laughed, your mouth wide in shock. You splashed him in return, "how dare you!" Pope joked, imitating your earlier facial expression. This began a water splashing water, Sarah joining you both. Water splashed you from multiple directions, you and Sarah squealing as the water hit your faces, Pope overpowering you both easily. "Okay! I yield!" You yelled, water soaking your face as a final blow. Pope swam towards you, smiling. You both enjoyed the water and talked, "so what's up with you and Kie?" You questioned. Pope groaned and looked at you deadpanned.
"What do you think? She just sees me as a friend." You could see the hurt evident in his eyes, so you placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "It'll be okay, just find the right time to tell her. I'm sure things will work out, you're a great guy!" You complimented, giving him a large smile. He nodded, giving you a small sad in return and squeezing the hand you had on his shoulder. Little did you know that JJ was watching, he couldn't hear the conversation but he watched with jealousy as you rubbed Pope's shoulder. He stormed away from where he was sitting and chugged down his beer in annoyance. John B noticed his behaviour and looked where JJ had been staring just moments ago. He saw you and Pope closely talking and laughing, he understood what was happening and smirked to himself.
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Once home, you took a shower and got ready for the party. You put on a yellow sundress with sandals, your hair was curled and you wore minimal makeup. You double-checked your look in the mirror, sighing and nodding to your reflection. You made your way downstairs, just in time for The Twinkie to pull up outside. "I'm off out!" You called at the door, your parents calling their farewells in return. You left and ran to The Twinkie. Everyone was there, JJ and John B sat in the front. "Looking good ladies!" You complimented the two girls, Sarah had also opted for a dress.
"Look at you girl!" Sarah called, an impressed smile on her face. Kie nodded with a smile, giving you a thumbs up. You giggled at the pair, not paying attention as they started a conversation about something you felt uninterested in. You felt JJ's stare on your back, but you didn't dare to turn around. You opted to talk to Pope instead, instantly picking up a nerdy conversation about something historical Pope had learnt that day. You didn't fully understand everything he was on about but you found it interesting nonetheless. JJ's stare continued to burn into your back the whole ride, Kie raising her brow in confusion as she notices your weird interaction or lack of.
You arrived at the beach moments later, everyone piling out of the car and walking over to the party. You and Pope agreed to enjoy your night together and not think about the people you were in love with. The beach was crowded with pogues, kooks, and torouns. All mostly mixing quite peacefully, luckily Rafe was nowhere to be seen. Any sigh of him would just be instant bad news, no doubt JJ would pick a fight with him on purpose just to aggravate Rafe. You notice the boys go over to the alcohol station, no doubt to get drinks for everyone. You all stood near the table, around the fire pit, the easiest area to be. Close to the alcohol for refills.
The boys returned moments later with hands full of drinks, passing one to you all. JJ handed you a drink, an almost hopefully look on his face. You gave him a small smile, "thanks." You took the drink from him, watching as his face fell slightly. You weren't exactly sure what he wanted from you at that moment. Your heart clenched at seeing the broken expression on his face but refused to give in to your want to just grab him and apologise. He'd hurt you many times over the months without a seeming single thought for your feelings, why should you be considerate of his? You mentally shook off the pain of JJ and focused on Pope debating whether he should get really drunk or be responsible and stay sober. He decided on the latter, saying he felt like something was going to kick off tonight. You frowned at this confession, not wanting anything bad to happen to anyone.
About two hours had passed, and you were mindlessly enjoying your time. Laughing and playing some drinking games, though you were mostly sober. You watched as Kie and Sarah shotgunned their beers, seeing who could finish first. You and Pope cheered them on, you bet on Sarah and Pope, of course, bet on Kie. You were enjoying your time, until, you noticed JJ off to the side with a gorgeous brunette. She was a toroun, she had the physique of a model. Wearing shorts and a crop top, showing off her beautifully toned stomach and olive skin. He was leaning against a tree nearby, his stance was confident and cocky. He had a smirk on his face, watching as the girl laughed at something he said.
She placed her hand on his bicep and flicked her hair behind her shoulder. Suddenly, you felt extremely insecure. How could you compete with that? You felt like everything had slowed down, watching as JJ leaned in closer to her. You felt tears prick at your vision, your breathing becoming more erratic. You meant nothing to him, nothing more than a friend. Yet he was your absolute everything, the missing piece that had always been missing. Every time you were near him, your heart skipped a beat and your stomach felt funny. He affected you so strongly and yet, he didn't seem to care in the slightest. Sarah, Kie, and Pope became aware of your behaviour change and followed your stare. They immediately understood what was wrong and the cause of your anguish.
You could feel the tears escape, you had no right to be jealous or stop him from talking to other girls. But damn if he didn't wrongfully lead you on for months. All those nights of whispered sweet terms of endearment, all the promises, all the affectionate actions during intimate moments, the moments after where he would carefully care for you. Was all nothing, he had led you on. You wondered if that was just how he acted in the bedroom with everyone, but he had made you feel special. He'd taken your virginity, given you false hope, only to crush it. You watched him lean in, the voices of your three friends drowned out to a blur, he grabbed the side of her neck and placed his lips on hers. You broke, you shot up quickly and stormed away. You heard Pope, Sarah, Kie, and John B all call for you but you wouldn't stop.
Pope quickly caught up to you just as you reached the edge of the beach. He grabbed the back of your arm, stopping you from walking away. Tears were streaming down your face, you noticed JJ looking your way confused. He was starting to make his way over, you shook your head. "Y/n don't go, let's just go for a walk okay?" Pope tried to comfort you but all you wanted to do was run away as you saw JJ getting closer. "I can't breathe Pope, I need to leave. Alone, please." You sobbed, pulling away from him and trying to escape JJ quickly approaching. You heard him call your name, Pope argued with JJ as you walked at a fast pace away from the party.
The tears wouldn't stop, the pain in your chest taking over your whole being. Why did you have to love him? WHY?! you snapped at yourself, hearing footsteps behind you. You felt someone grab at your arm, stopping you from moving. You knew from the touch that it was him and pulled away, taking a few steps away as you turned around to face him. "What's wrong? What did I do? Pope said I upset you." JJ questioned, seemingly oblivious to your feelings. You laughed through your tears, is he really that dumb? "Fucking hell JJ! You don't even know what you've done wrong! You have no clue at all what's been going on for months have you?!" You yelled angrily, your tears continuing to flow freely in a mind of their own.
You didn't want to waste your tears on him but you couldn't stop them, you were hurting so badly. Months of pent up frustration and hurt from his confusing actions had caused this result. "I noticed there was a change with you! But I didn't know what happened, and then you started ignoring me and hanging out more than Pope!" He yelled back, he actually seemed hurt by this. Was he jealous of your attention being elsewhere? Pot calling the kettle black mister. "You have no right to be upset or jealous of me spending more time with Pope, JJ! How do you not even see how I feel?! How I've felt for months!" You were aggravated by him right now, wanting to just run away and crawl into a hole for a while. Was he really that oblivious to your feelings?
"No, I haven't. I don't understand-" He began but you just got fed up and blurted before even thinking. Blurting out the confession of your feelings that you'd kept in for so long. Something that you instantly regretted doing. "I'm in love with you JJ! FOR FUCK SAKES!" You cried out, angrily pulling at your hair. Your eyes went wide, realising what you had just done. Your hand instantly flew to your mouth, you'd fucked up. He stood there confused, not knowing what to say. "I-" He couldn't figure out what to say, which made it even worse. You shook your head, "for months you've acted so intimately and romantic with me in bed, all the things I've always wanted to hear. How could you not expect me to fall for you JJ?" Your voice broke at the last part, your heart breaking in front of you both. "You either need to love me or let me go JJ." You sobbed out, trying to sound as strong as possible.
You turned your back to him and began walking away, the tears beginning again silently. You wrapped your arms around yourself, feeling like you were about to snap. You felt a presence behind you, thinking it was JJ you turned, only to be slightly disappointed that it was Pope. You knew he probably heard parts of the conversation as he was standing nearby during the fight. Pope wrapped his arms around your shoulder, you cried into his shoulder as you both walked towards your home. "FUCK!" You heard JJ scream, you could hear the raw pained emotion in his voice. You wanted nothing more than to turn around, run to him and hug him, but you didn't dare to turn around. As you walked away with Pope comforting you, you remember the look on JJ's face before you walked away. The look of pure hurt and sadness on his face, the glassing over of his eyes. He looked destroyed and regretful, it killed you to see him like that but a small part of you wanted him to feel a small portion of the hurt he'd caused you in the last couple of months.
Part 2 anyone?
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lis4ux · 2 months
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Game of Love Chapter 6 ☺️⛹🏼⛹🏽‍♀️🏀
"I'm excited about Friday," Peter says to Kiara.
"Friday?" JJ comments, looking a bit confused.
Kiara ignores his inquiry, shaking her head a little like she forgot what Peter was talking about for a second, because she did. She agreed to letting Sarah set up a double date but she completely forgot how quickly the socialite could be at event planning. She thought she would at least be given a heads up that it was happening though.
"Oh, yeah," she goes, pretending to remember that she had any say in the plans. "Me too, it'll be fun."
JJ continues his expressive questioning as he watches the interaction between the two.
"I gotta get going, but I'll see you around," Peter says, waving a hand at her and giving JJ a pat on the shoulder before taking off.
"What's going on Friday?" JJ asks, innocently enough.
She does not want to talk to him about this. What was she supposed to say? I agreed to a double date to get over you and forgot until this very moment?
"Nothing," she says, taking a tight turn down the next hallway.
"Nah, nah, nah," he says, tailing her. He smirks. "You got a hot date?"
Well, at least he's not making it awkward.
She clears her throat, pretending to not have heard him. "What?"
"I SAID: DO YOU HAVE A HOT DA—" he begins to say extremely loudly.
Kiara effectively cuts him off with a sharp elbow to the gut, and he holds his abdomen, laughing at his successful mission in bothering her.
"Sorry," he says, not at all meaning it. "Seriously, you going out with Peter?"
She tucks a curl behind her ear. "It's a double date with Sarah and John B," she explains. For some reason, she doesn't want him to think that it's a one on one thing.
JJ nods with the new information. "So this is more Sarah's idea than yours?" he hypothesizes.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asks, a little defensively. She knows she doesn't date a lot but does everyone not even think her capable of attaining a sensible suitor? She cringes at the metaphor.
"No, nothing," he assures. "Just wondering."
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Kaira has main character energy and I find it truly believable that three people would have a crush her.
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kyber-kisses · 1 year
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So jealous of Kiara Carerra, imagine being loved by JJ Maybank—
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*JJ seeing a Touron chatting up Maribel at the Boneyard*
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Rafe fucking John B's older sister on the DL and getting caught by JJ, who wants to beat the shit out of Rafe but is mesmerized by the look on her face 🤭
i'm HEATED 🥵 i swear i'd let these fuckers tag team me any second of any hour of the day
It's one thing to be looked down on by the Kooks of the island. It's another to witness the kook you hate most of all fucking the girl you've been pining over for months.
You're riding the life out of Rafe, your hands squeezing your tits and toying with your sensitive nipples while his cock fills you up over and over. Your hair's flowing down your back, your mouth is wide open as you pant breathlessly, and Rafe's large palms are grazing all over your body.
JJ's green with envy. Rafe is getting to kiss who he wants to kiss, gets to touch who he wants to touch. Rafe is the one who gets to make you his. Make you call out for him and fuck you to his heart's content.
But then, JJ hears the sounds you're making. Sees how hungry you are as you chase your high. Your hips are relentless, never slowing or faltering. Just steady as you desperately work toward your orgasm. It hits you visibly, and by now, JJ's palming himself over his shorts. His face is red, he's drooling, and he's heating up. You look like a goddamn knockout, and he can't bring himself to look away or even close the door to restore your privacy.
Rafe smirks cockily as he looks over at the pogue. "You jealous, Maybank? Wanna take her for a spin?"
Your eyes open, and you look at JJ with a mischievous look on your face. "C'mon, J. Y'know you want to."
And fuck, he does.
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sugarcoatedstarkey · 4 months
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Green Eyed
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Pairings - Rafe Cameron x Reader (Jj x reader & Jb x reader)
Summary - You want Rafe to admit you’re his girl so you set out to make him Jealous.
Warnings - drinking, language, oral, sex, choking, scratching, name calling, slight manhandling. 18+
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The party was in full swing, red cups lined the kitchen bench and the stench of tequila wafted through the vents. You sat upon the couch, pressed between Rafe and Topper. Both of them talking above your head while you watched your best friend flirt with her coworker, you loved people watching. Especially at parties where they really let loose and show you their hidden personality.
“It’s rude to stare '' Topper jokes, his arm resting behind your head casually. Ignoring the glares Rafe was throwing his way, this usually caused an argument between the two of them. Rafe would say ‘don’t touch my girl’ and Topper would throw the ‘she isn’t your girl until you make her your girl’, it would just spiral from there. Honestly it was kind of draining, Rafe always telling people you were his girl but never officially making you his girl.
“So Topper, do you think Rafe is jealous?” You're adding fuel to the fire, smirking up at Rafe who’s brows are scrunched together in annoyance. You could practically feel the anger radiating off his broad frame.
“Why yes y/n, I do think he is jealous” Topper chuckles, his fingers dropping to your shoulder giving you a small squeeze. Rafe scoffs angling his body to face the both of you, anger still riddled his features.
“Please… I am not jealous” he states, no hesitation to his words. Your heart drops, did he really mean that? Or was he fucking around?
“Oh really?” Your eyebrows raise at him, a challenge. You were down for a challenge, you’d show him. “You wouldn’t mind if I did this then”.
Your lips are on Toppers before Rafe can even respond, your tongue invading his mouth. Your hands cup his jaw as his own hands greedily pull you in by your lower waist.
You feel his body move from beside you and when you pull away he’s storming through the party, fists curled at his side in anger. “That worked”.
“Sorry, I should have asked if that was okay” you say, giving Topper a soft smile which he reciprocates. “That’s alright, I’m down to make Rafe jealous any day. Bro needs to be knocked down a peg or two” he jokes, watching his best friend throw back shot after shot. The both of you laugh at how quick he was to leave, your feeling rather cocky until he’s pulling the girl you have such a deep hate for to his lips.
The breath is knocked out of you at the sight, his hands are feeling all over her body. She’s fucking loving it, practically humping him like a goddamn dog. He’s pushing her against a wall and slipping his fingers under her dress, the anger is bubbling within you.
“He’s a dickhead” Topper says beside you, his hand runs up and down your arm in a comforting friendly sort of way. “Don’t worry, I’m going to win this thing” you state, pushing yourself off the chair and storming into the dance floor.
There was no one else Rafe hated more than JJ Maybank and you knew he would be around here somewhere, your tapping Kiara on the shoulder giving her a smile which she reciprocates surprisingly. “Do you know where JJ is?” You ask, you don’t like your odds with her. She was fiercely loyal to her friends and hated Kooks to the core. She was a hit and miss when it came to being her friend, something you’ve dealt with since you were kids. “Probably outside smoking a joint”.
She’s turning back to her friends before you can ask anything else, you look back over at Rafe one last time and set out on your hunt.
Back inside Rafe is pulling away from the girl in front of him, turning back to the seat you once occupied. Grinning to himself when he sees you're gone, pushing the girl's skanky hands away from him and stalks back over to Topper. “That was low bro” Topper tutts, shaking his head at Rafe who rolls his eyes in response. “Where did she go?”.
“Oh you don’t want to know” Topper grumbles, Clearly unhappy you were going to use a pogue instead of a Kook. He was all good with this little game but didn’t like the idea of the pogues. “Tell me”
“Your not going to like it bro”
“Just fucking tell me!” Rafe shouts, fisting his friend's shirt in anger. “Went to look for Maybank”.
Rafes face is pure red, the vein in his neck threatening to burst. He shouts a few curse words and drops Topper back on the couch, storming his way through the house.
You're kissing JJ Maybank, someone you never thought you’d kiss. He always jokingly said how much you wanted him and would say he’d rock your world, you’d be begging to be a pogue, you just didn’t expect to be dropping to your knees in front of him.
“Right here?” JJ stutters, aware that you were not at all in private. Anyone could step behind the shade cloth and see you on your knees with his cock in your mouth. “Don’t be scared” you purred, stroking his cock slowly emitting a low groan from his chest.
Your tongue swirls around his head, swallowing him deep into your throat. Your cheeks hollow around him, tongue gliding up and down his shaft. He’s a moaning mess, fingers curled into your messy hair. Leaning against the wall for support, he was not surprised with how good you took his cock. “I always knew your pretty mouth was good for something” he groaned, rolling your eyes at his words you pushed him to the back of your throat, spit trailed down your chin.
Rafe was about ready to beat the absolute shit out of JJ, eyes staring hard from across the garden. His anger was radiating off him, his body shook with rage. “Fuck” he screamed, causing the bodies in the garden you scatter from him. Not wanting to be caught in the crossfire of Rafe Cameron.
The moment you hear his voice, you move faster against JJ, it only takes a few more strokes of your tongue and you're pushing him away and angling his cock to his exposed stomach. He’s shooting his load all over himself, eyes hooded and breath labored. He watched you pull yourself to your feet, wiping your mouth with your thumb. “Thanks” you breath, spinning in the spot you walk away from him and towards where Rafe and Topper stood.
You should feel slightly afraid with the way he’s staring at you, his eyes are dark with anger and the veins in his arms are straining hard. “Like the show?” You smirk, patting him on the chest. His fingers grip your wrist tightly and worry floods your veins at the tightness, screwing your face up in pain. Topper's hand comes up to squeeze Rafe’s shoulders, reminding him where he is and who he’s touching.
He lets your wrist go instantly but doesn’t say a word, you expect him to cave and admit he is jealous and finally ask you to be his girl. Instead he is once against stomping away, you roll your eyes hard and turn to Topper.
“He’s so damn stubborn! What the fuck!” You exclaim, snatching the drink from Topper you skull the half warm beer and pass him back the empty bottle. “I need something stronger”.
A fair few shots later, you're dancing like an absolute mad woman with Topper and your best friend. Glancing around the room looking for Rafe, expecting him to be lent against the wall watching. “Where is Rafe?” You question Topped, he shrugs and goes back to dancing.
You step away from them in search for him, suddenly feeling nauseas that he’s fucking some one else up stairs.
Your opening doors and searching high and low for him, the last bathroom stares you in the face. You knock but no one says anything, gripping the door handle you open the door. Rafe’s eyes meet yours and evil smirk paints upon his face, your eyes drop to the floor where you're supposed friends kneels in front of him. His cock burried deep in her throat, tears of pleasure soaking her cheeks.
You're slamming the door shut and running away from the bathroom, tears are threatening to spill. Topper and your best friend are nowhere to be seen, searching the crowd for anyone to hide with.
“What’s wrong” John B is questioning, his arm comes around your shoulder pulling you in for a hug. It was no secret that you and John B got along, he was the only pogue who didn’t just look at you as a piece of shit or a piece of meat. “Rafe”.
That’s all you need to say, John B nods and pulls you up the stairs. You follow closely behind him, walking into a room unoccupied. Moving over to sit on the bed. “He’s just so infuriating, he won’t admit he’s jealous, he won’t ask me to be his girlfriend” you blurt, covering your face with the palms of your hands. “I am purposely going out of my way to make him jealous and he just one ups me, I just caught him getting a fucking blow job from Beck! She’s meant to be my friend!”
John B takes a seat next to you and pulls you into a hug, your fingers crunch up the material of his shirt in anger. Hiding your face in the crook of his neck, he lets you complain and mumble into his shirt for a few moments until he pulls you away.
He’s kissing you to stop your rambling, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer. Moving your body to straddle him, his hands run up the length of your thighs. “Let's make him jealous and you’ll even get an orgasm out of it”
You're nodding your head and pressing your lips to his, grinding your hips into him. You can feel him growing beneath you, your wetness begins to soak the material of your panties. Your grabby hands bunch up his shirt until he’s throwing it over his head, your fingers dancing across his chest and abs.
Dipping your hands low to unbutton his shorts, you step off him and pull your dress over your head. Your breasts sat bare, John B’s eyes trained in on your hard nipples.
“Just to make Rafe Jealous” you state, he nods his head and you step towards him. He grabs you by the waist and pushes you down onto the bed.
Rafe is wild, running around the house and outside looking for you. Topper follows close behind him, they both search for you. “You took it too far bro, if you just told her you were jealous she wouldn’t have run off” he says, rolling his eyes at his best friend. Rafe comes to a stop and turns his body, running the palm of his hand down his face. “Shut the fuck up… I already know that! She’s mine okay and I’m going to show her that she’s mine!” He growls, storming back off again. He runs up the stairs, pulling open doors. He just about falls to his knees at the sight of you laying upon the bed, somebody’s head between your thighs. Your face screwed up in pleasure, explicit moans fall from your open lips. His hand shoots out to stop Topper from walking in and seeing you naked upon a bed, your head turns to the door in shock at the sound of Topper grunting.
You're coming around John B’s tongue at the sight of Rafe watching, his eyebrows creased and he steps into the room. “You’ve had your fun, now get out before I break your goddamn face AGAIN” he growls, his eyes don’t leave yours. He knows if he sees John B’s lips glisten with your arousal he will pummel him. He watches as you sit up slowly, waving your hand towards John B. “It’s okay” you say, giving him a look of ‘this is what I wanted’, he nods his head and pulls his shorts back on and stumbles out of the room.
You reach for your dress, but Rafe is quick to snatch it from you. “Give it back” you exclaim, reaching for the material. Your bare chest presses to his, you could feel the thud of his heart rattling against you. The heat from his anger radiated from his body, he dropped the dress and enclosed his fingers around your throat.
“You know I don’t like to share” he growls, he walks you back until the back of your knees press to the bed. Tightening his grip around your throat, watching your face flush red. You let out a choked cry scratching at his forearm, he lets go slightly and pushes you down on the bed. “You were jealous Rafe, just fucking admit it!” You shout, you dig your nails into his forearm causing him to pull away from your throat. “Fucking admit it Rafe! Fucking admit that you want me to be your girl! If you don’t, I’m done” you warn, you press your foot into his chest and push him away from you. He stumbles back into the wall giving you the opportunity to grab your dress and run around the side of the bed.
“Admit it… I’ll put this dress on and I’ll walk out that door. You’ll never see me naked again” your chest is heaving, anxiety bubbles in your stomach. You weren’t sure he would admit, he was stubborn and could be such an asshole when he wanted to be. You weren’t sure you could take it if he let you leave, you were in love with him.
You both stare at one another, you begin turning the dress inside out. Before you can slip your arms back into the holes he is once again ripping it out of your hands, grabbing your jaw instead.
“Your mine… I own you” he growls, smashing his lips to yours. A moment of weakness takes over and you kiss him back, reaching around his neck with both arms. “Wait Rafe no.. Rafe stop” you mumble pushing on his chest, he wasn’t going to get away with it again. “Fuck! Y/n, I love you okay! You're my girl.. your mine!”.
You forget how to breathe, staring at him with wide eyes. You hadn’t expected him to say he loved you. His thumb caresses your bottom lip, your breath fanning over him. “I love you to” you manage to squeak out, your lips are on each other again.
Your naked body pressing against his, his greedy fingers grab and pull at your skin. His fingers reach between you to cup your cunt, already dripping for him. “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I’m not going to punish you for letting fucking John B touch you!” He growls, biting down on your neck. You let out a squeal, legs opening just enough for his fingers to slip through and into your hole. “This pussy better be wet for me and not that fucking pogue” he states, his eyes have darkened with lust. His fingers roughly thrust deep into you, you let out a hiss when his thumb circles your throbbing clit. “Answer me”.
“It’s.. it’s wet for you Rafe!” You cry out, he drags his tongue down the length of your neck. Dropping just enough to enclose his mouth over your nipple, biting and sucking. You're trembling around him, nails digging deep into the skin of his shoulders. One of his hands holds your leg up, exposing your abused cunt to him.
“That’s it you dirty slut, fuck my hand. This is the only goddamn hand that’s going to be inside you until you die”
His fingers abruptly stop, pulling out of you sharply. The sound of your dripping cunt is heard over your gasp, your orgasm fizzles out leaving you high and dry. “Rafe! What the fuck!” You cry, he ignores you and begins taking his clothes off. His cock stands tall, he lets out a hiss when he fists the base. Pre cum drips down his hand, the tip is a deep red calling out to be sucked.
Your eyes meet again and he is quick to snatch you up, throwing you onto the bed like a rag doll. Moving your body so you were on all floors, ass up high and head down low. “I’m going to show you who fucking owns you and this sweet fucking pussy, do you understand me?”.
You're nodding your head furiously, your hair covering your face. A moment of sweetness he reaches down to gather your hair up and swipes it to the side exposing your face to him. That moment is quickly gone and he’s gripping your hips, he doesn’t give you a chance to steady yourself. Slamming his cock deep inside of you, no matter how many times you have fucked him he always stretches you out. Your cunt burns from the intrusion, his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips. His own hips meet your ass roughly, his palm pushes against your back stopping you from looking back at him.
Your breath gets caught in your throat as he pounds into you, his cock hits so deep you think you can feel him in your guts. Your cries are muffled by the blanket, tears stream down your face as you chase your high once again. “Fuck your pussy never ceases to amaze me”.
His grip is tight and you're sure you’ll have bruises in the morning, he’s relentless, letting all his anger out on your pussy. “So fucking wet”.
His words just cause a waterfall between your legs, dripping all over his thick cock. “Fuck… Rafe! Fuck!”.
Your walls are sucking him deep, pulsating around him. “Please.. oh god please” you cry, you want to cum so bad it’s to the point of pain now. It’s stirring in your belly, toes curling and blacked out vision.
“Not yet”.
He’s pulling out of you again, clenching your pussy down on nothing. That orgasm so ready to explode fades away again, he grips your hair and pulls you from the bed. He manhandles you until you sit upon his lap, his cock teasing your lips. “Ride me”.
It’s an order, and an order you shall take. You're sliding down his cock, bouncing against him for dear life. “Fuck.. that’s it your dirty slut! Taking me like an angel but really you're the devil”.
He’s kissing upon your neck and chest, leaving behind dark red bruises. Marking you as Rafe Cameron’s girl. You did not care, you wanted everyone to know you were his girl. Your tits bounce, pussy swallowing him until you can’t tell where you start or he ends. Buried so deep within you, you feel full. “Such a Fucking perfect pussy hmm”.
“Yeah.. oh god Rafe! I can’t take it! Please please Rafe… please let me cum” you beg, gripping onto his shoulders as you bounce hard and fast. “Go on, cum on this cock. Show me how much you love me”.
You do as you're told, you chase that high. You chase it until blood drips down his shoulder blades, your body trembling above him. “Oh Jesus fucking Christ.. oh fuck! Oh my fuck—”.
You screams of pleasure can be heard from the first floor, your eyes squeezed shut, Rafe has to physically move you above him as you black out from the pleasure. His own release following, burying himself deep inside of you.
It takes you a few moments to come back to reality, your forehead pressed to his shoulder. Taking deep breaths to steady your heart rate, moving just enough to look him in the eye.
“You called me a slut” he’s quick to fall back into the usual Rafe he was when around you. “I didn’t mean it”.
“Good because if I’m a slut so are you… you let my friend suck your cock” raising your eyebrow up at him in amusement, he closes his eyes for a split second and looks back at you. “I think we are even”.
“Yeah alright, let’s call it even. So you do love me?”
“I do love you”
“Suppose I love you too”.
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meadowscarlet · 1 year
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practice makes perfect ━━━ jj maybank.
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pairings: jj maybank x fem!kook!reader.
summary: you wouldn't say that you were good at kissing; in fact, you had no idea how it worked. sure, you've kissed a few guys, but not without the tongue and more; just a simple peck and it's embarrassing but what else can you do but ask jj—a pogue you shouldn't be seen with but who you grew close, since you know he's an expert at this—for help?
warnings: nsfw, dry humping, riding, brief jealous!jj, uses of pet names, praising and cursing.
author’s notes: this was clearly rushed but oh well made this in honor of obx s3 !!! do not copy, post on another site, translate or claim any of my works as your own or you will be reported! nav.
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It was only supposed to be kissing.
Not that JJ was complaining; in fact, almost everyone knew how completely infatuated he was with you. Obviously, you were clueless of it, constantly misunderstanding JJ's flirting for simple teasing since you two are clearly friends and are simply not a match. Many people were baffled as to how you came to be friends with someone so polar opposite of you.
JJ is wild—always in the mood to party—and spends his evenings drinking beer with John B and Pope in the midst of large crowds of people listening to loud music and grinding drunk couples till they become more drunk, careless with just about anything, and have nasty hangovers the next day—someone you shouldn't like. He was the kind of boy that your parents would warn you to stay away from, the type who would just tarnish your good reputation and influence you to do things that aren't really “good.”
It wasn’t surprising, he was a pogue and you’re a kook; those shits never get along.
You were too perfect, something JJ would find too disgustingly boring and spotless like any other kook he met. They were all condescending, flaunting their richy asses, too proper, and thought highly of themselves and treated others like shit, but surprisingly, you weren't like that. You radiate a beautiful aura that makes it seem as though there is nothing about you that anyone could possibly dislike.
Maybe it, and not simply your beauty, is what drew JJ to you. But he wasn't the only one who seemed captivated with you and captivated to you irresistibly.
He would notice it, guys giving you lingering looks that would piss JJ off at first he was just being protective, of course you’re his precious friend so it would be automatic to him to feel protective but he would notice how he wasn't as seriously upset whenever Kie received this treatment or his jaw wouldn't clench; that was another special quality about you; you had this power over JJ that he wasn't aware of before.
You had him wrapped around your pretty little finger.
So when you asked JJ to teach you how to kiss, he immediately replied yes without any hesitation. At first, it was awkward because you appeared peculiarly twitchy and JJ was concerned because you had been quite quiet and had barely responded to him. When the words escaped your lips, all reason left JJ's mind, and his response came quickly and without consideration.
“Could you—like, well, teach me how to kiss?” you asked sheepishly, looking adorably embarrassed. “Properly.”
“Yeah, sure, love.”
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JJ learned two things when his lips touched yours.
One: your lips was the sweetest fucking thing he had ever tasted. At first you were reluctant, even shy, but JJ taught you how to wrap your arms around his neck, pull him closer, and kiss him. The way your soft lips caressed his drove him insane. He showed you how to do it by licking your bottom lip, which made your lips part and allowed him to further explore your mouth until he forced himself to stop before he could get ahead of himself.
You’re here to teach her how to kiss, not make out with her, you asshole, he thought quietly, and he found himself feeling sour about it.
Second: JJ can't help but think about the fact that you just asked him to teach you how to kiss expertly so you could kiss other guys, and for some reason, that thought makes him want to explode. The idea that you were going to kiss another guy made him feel a rush of unflinching rage. The only thing that ever made him feel jealous was the idea of another guy touching you, kissing you like he is doing right now, or worse, fucking your pretty self.
You drew away from the kiss, appearing out of breath, with swollen lips and sparkling eyes; you are so gorgeous, JJ could gaze at you for hours.
“What is it?” you asked, finding him staring at you in dazed. “Did I do it wrong?”
“No—it’s perfect,” JJ said and without thinking, he added, “You’re perfect.”
You grew flustered but asked, “So I did good? No problem?”
“There’s one problem,” JJ frowned. Unconsciously, he drew you closer to him and pulled you to sit on his lap as your chests brushed against each other and you both were breathing heavily. “I can’t stop,”
You were quiet for a moment and JJ was ready to curse himself for being too attached to your addictive self and couldn’t help himself when you suddenly shifted on his lap, your crotch brushed against his already hard dick from his shorts, and he knew you could feel it since your eyes gleamed with unexpected need, he had to restrain himself from groaning.
A shiver wracked through your body. “Then don’t stop.”
That’s all it takes for JJ to snap. He snaked his hands under your skirt, pulled you dangerously close to him, and found a way to cup the supple skin of your ass. You moaned in surprise as he attacked your lips with a hot, rough kiss, and you unconsciously started rocking your core against his clothed dick. He runs his hands through your hair, he slightly tugs on it, causing you to moan once more. As he left your lips, he skimmed his teeth against your jaw to your neck and began kissing on the soft skin of it.
“You have no idea how fucking long I’ve waited for this,” he whispered against your neck.
He was driven wild by the whimper that escaped your luscious lips. As you began to grind firmly against JJ's clothed dick while tightly grasping his shoulder, JJ could see you were getting frantic. His eyes grew dark as he guided you against his lap with his hands on your hips, grinding you back and forth as he continued to teach you.
JJ murmurs, “Come on pretty girl,” and then he trails his hot mouth down your neck and into your ears, biting on your earlobe to make you mewl with pleasure. “I can feel how soaking wet you are even when you’re not naked, ride me, come on, let me feel you more.”
He could feel you were doing well as his hands guided you into grinding against his crotch. He then continued kissing your neck, almost marking you and giving you the impression like it would definitely leave a mark. JJ was happy to think about this. Suddenly remembering how this happened in the first place—you asking him to teach you how to kiss—he tightened his hold on you till he felt you whimper against him, riding his clothed hard dick almost desperately, JJ could feel his anger bubbling at the thought of you doing this with someone else.
“You’re not kissing anyone else after this, do you hear me?”
You briefly looked at him, confused. “What—?”
JJ’s eyes darkened with jealousy. “Tell me I’m the only one who can make you feel like this.”
He could feel the desire through you, and he fucking loved it. You were grinding against him, and JJ had to restrain himself from tearing your clothes and his just so he could fuck you deep and hard.
You were close, he could feel it, you were clinging to him tightly, rubbing up on his dick almost like you were bouncing on him. He glanced up at you, your eyes briefly closing in ecstasy, your pretty lips half open, and your beautiful face transforming into something vibrant.
“Yes,” you gasp. “Only you, JJ—fuck—only you.”
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly into a pleased smile. “Such a good girl. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
You grew flustered but your eyes sparkled in mischief. “Teach me that?” But JJ was already pulling you much closer with a hungry look in his eyes.
“I’ll teach you everything, pretty girl.”
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drewstarkeyslut · 22 days
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Dark!rafe and dark!reader who show up to the boneyard with different people and after a verbal fight the two end up hooking up in his truck. Maybe they leave together 👀
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RIDE OR DIE ᡣ𐭩
Warnings: smut (p in v), choking, slapping, creampie, kidnapping, rafe forcing jj/sofia to watch as he fucks reader (idk what else, sorry if i missed anything)
A/N: sorry it took me forever to finish babe, my motivation has been down the drain lately. i truly dont know if i like this, it’s mehh.. but i hope you enjoy it🥹🥲 also wanted to thank @drudyslut for helping me alot with it by coming up with some ideas, your brain works wonders! ilysm bestie💕
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You and Rafe were together but not together, it was complicated. You loved to get under each others skin. It was like a competition, every fucking time. Rafe was a jealous guy, and you were a jealous girl, that was obvious. Shit got crazy from time to time, it was inevitable. You two were toxic together.
Tonight there was a party at the boneyard and you decided the best way to mess with Rafe’s head was to show up with none other than JJ Maybank. You and Rafe had gotten into it the night before, nothing new but you were out for blood. You knew his hatred for the pogue, so you definitely knew what you were getting yourself into. That was the plan and you went with it.
What you didn’t know was that Rafe was two steps ahead.
You and JJ arrived at the boneyard, his arm draped around your neck. His hand basically grazing over your breast. You two walked in smiling and laughing. That’s when you locked eyes with Rafe, he was seething and you knew it. You were living for it.
The first thing you noticed when you looked over at Rafe was the girl who threw herself all over him, peppering his neck with kisses. It was Sofia, the girl before you, the one bitch you despised.
“Hey JJ, you go ahead, I’ll catch up with you in a bit!” You give him a smile and a kiss on the cheek. You knew Rafe was watching and it killed him to witness that even when he just had the bitch all over his neck just a few seconds ago. No one touches his girl, and if they do, they might as well be dead.
“Alright Princess, be safe.” JJ nods at you then proceeds to catch up with the rest of the pogues.
“Hey fuck face!” You shout, storming towards Rafe.
“Who me?” Sofis questions, obvlious to the situation and making it obvious she was annoyed with your presence.
“Not you, you nasty little whore. Him.” You point in Rafes direction. He’s already eyeing you, theres no telling what he’s thinking about with that blank look on his face.
“What do you want y/n? Shouldn’t you be with your little pogue boy toy, Maybank?” Rafe spat, his arms pushing Sofia closer into him. He did it to piss you off, and it was working.
“Actually, yes. Just wanted to stop by and say fuck you, have fun with this dumb cunt! Just know you’ll be thinking about me when you’re inside of her. Have a good fucking night.” You hiss, looking at him then to Sofia. You turn around making sure your hair whipped the bitch in her face.
“Oh I will, sweetheart.” Rafe jabbed. A devilish grin adorning his face as he took a sip from his cup.
“What the fuck was that all about?” Sofia questions Rafe. His eyes are still locked on you as you make your way back to JJ. He watches as JJ wraps his arm around you pulling you closer to him. He says something to you that makes you laugh then plants kisses on your forehead.
“Nothing Sofia, just…fucking drop it.” Rafe’s mind was spiraling, all he could think about was you and that fucking pogue and he didn’t like it one bit.
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A couple hours passed since you arrived at the boneyard, you were currently grinding on JJ, genuinely having fun. You were feeling a bit tipsy, not quite drunk yet but definitely not sober. You honestly were just having a good time. You didn’t want to think about Rafe right now, thinking about him with Sofia would just push your fucking buttons.
“Hey JJ, would you please get me another drink?” You ask him with pleading eyes.
“Of course princess. I got ya, I’ll be right back!” JJ gushed.
You were dancing with Sarah and Kie while waiting for JJ to come back with your drink. Ten minutes go by but it felt like hours, JJ never came back. You start to worry as your eyes scan the boneyard. You get a glimpse of where the drinks are set up, but still no sign of JJ. You decide not to worry.. just yet, thinking he probably bumped into John B or Pope and got carried away.
After another hour of dancing and talking with Sarah and Kie you wander off to look for JJ. He certainly wasn’t with John B, because he came looking for Sarah. Pope was with Cleo. So where the fuck did JJ go? Did he find some other girl to take to the Chateau? And if so, why didn’t he just tell you? It’s not like you two were an item.
You were so lost in your thoughts when all of a sudden a hand covered your mouth and an arm wrapped around your torso pulling you into someones chest.
“Shh. Baby girl. Don’t make a sound.” Rafe whispers in your ear. His dick was slightly hard, you could feel his bulge poking into your ass.
He leads you to his truck, throws you inside, and walks to the drivers side, hopping in.
“What the fuck Rafe?!” You yell.
“Shut up y/n! How ‘bout you be quiet f’me..yeah?” Rafe mutters. He starts the truck and starts speeding off.
“Where the hell are you taking me? I don’t want to go anywhere with you, where is Sofia? Got bored of her already huh?” You start going off, still pissed about him bringing Sofia to the boneyard.
“I said shut the fuck up! It’s not that hard to listen is it?” Rafe hits the steering wheel, noticably agitated, he turns up the music to drown you out.
“Well god damn. Alright. Someone is fucking pissy.” You mumble under your breath and roll your eyes. You were used to shit like this when it came to Rafe, nothing surprised you anymore. You stare out the window as you listen to “RUNRUNRUN” by Dutch Melrose blasting on the radio.
Rafe finally pulls up to Tannyhill, you look at the beautiful home you knew all too well. You knew what Rafe wanted from you, why else would he have brought you here? Shit, you wanted it too. You couldn’t deny it even if you wanted to.
You hop out of the truck without Rafe having to force you out of it. Rafe stalks towards you, he opens the door to Tannyhill and you both step inside. You push Rafe against the wall as you look up at him with hungry eyes, his eyes dart down to your tits, licking his lips. Rafe grips your throat, turning his body so that now your body slams against the wall. He always wanted to be in control, especially tonight.
“You know Rafe, if you wanted to fuck me, you could have just called me.” You bite your lip looking up into his eyes.
He wastes no time going in for a kiss, you don’t hesitate, not even for a second as you kiss him back. He releases the tight grip from your throat, putting his arms out low enough so he could pick you up.
“Jump” Rafe orders. You do as he says, wrapping your legs around him as he holds you up against the wall.
He shoves his tongue in your mouth and you moan into his mouth, your tongues clashing. You two were completely absorbed in making out as he carries you up the stairs into his room and throws you on the bed, climbing on top of you.
“Shit, you got me hard as fuck. I can’t wait to fuck this tight pretty little pussy but first....” Rafe reaches over and turns on the lamp, letting the light brighten the room just a bit.
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You see something from the corner of your eye as you look over and see JJ and Sofia tied to chairs. They were gagged with tape over their mouths so they couldnt make a sound. They were crying and fighting their restraints. Rafe made sure they wouldn’t be able to get out of them.
“What’s going on Rafe, why are JJ and Sofia here, like that?” You question him, you weren’t even shocked to see them restrained as if it happened before.
“Oh hmm, I don’t know — maybe because JJ here didn’t seem to know that you’re my girl y/n, and no one fucks with my girl. No one touches what belongs to me.” Rafe stated confidently, looking JJ straight in his eyes. “So, he and miss Sofia here will be watching me claim what’s mine. They will know who owns you.” Rafe smirked, palming himself through his shorts.
There was something so sinister in the way Rafe thought and did things that surpisingly didn’t bother you and did quite the opposite. It turned you on.
“All yours, and only yours Rafe! Let this cunt know that this pussy is the only pussy you’ll be fucking that cock into, the only pussy that cries for you.” You grinned, pulling him closer by the loops on his shorts.
“Fuck, you really know how to get me goin’ such a good slut f’me. I need to feel you, need to be inside of you, now.” Rafe growls. He pulls his shirt off, unbuttoning his pants and taking those off too.
“Wow no boxers huh?” You giggled. You start drooling at the sight of his hard cock, precum dripping from his tip and onto you. Just the sight of his cock had your pussy sopping wet.
“I bet you’re not wearing any panties, damn slut. How about we check?” Rafe laughs, lifting up your dress to reveal your pussy glistening on full display.
You pull your dress over your head and undo your bra throwing it on the floor. You wanted him, you were impatient.
“Fuck me Rafe. Right now. Want to feel every inch of your cock, need you to fill me up full of your cum.” You moan. Rafe pins your arms above your head, visicously gripping your wrists.
He smashes his lips against yours as he enters his length into your wet cunt. You gasp, your moans muffled from Rafe’s tongue down your throat. His cock slowly thrusting in and out of your pussy. His cock drowning in your wet pussy.
He pulls away from the kiss, one hand giving a slap to your cheek.
“You like that huh? You filthy slut. Fuck. You feel so damn good.” Rafe gives the other side of your cheek a slap.
“Fuckkkk, y-yyes! ch-choke me Rafe. I need to feel your big hands wrapped around my throat.” You beg,
“Whatever my little cumslut wants, she gets. But.. can you handle it baby girl?” Rafe asks but wastes no time as both hands release the grip from your wrists making their way down to your throat. The grip was deathly, your airways were absolutely constricted, face turning a light shade of pink.
“Oh fuck, yes. Oh my god, faster please daddy. Feels so fucking good! I want to cum” You scream, your words coming out strained due to your struggle for air.
Rafe picks up the pace, his cock ramming into your cunt, his thrusts sloppy and brutal. Your juices making a mess on his large veiny cock.
“This pussy is mine. You’re all mine. You belong to me. You got that y/n?” Rafe rasped. You just nod your head, too focused on how his cock was making your eyes roll to the back of your head. You couldn’t lie, he was the best fuck you ever had and ever will have. You were addicted just as much as he was.
“Yes sir. All yours. Every inch of me belongs to you.” You moan out as he releases his grip from your throat.
“That’s my fuckin’ good girl.” Rafe praises.
“Fuck! Ahh, Rafe I’m gonna cum!” You let go and squirt all over his cock.
“Shiiiit, I’m gonna fill this pretty little cunt up. You want it? You little slut. Fuck come on, tell JJ and Sofia just how much you need my cum baby girl.” Rafe taunts. You almost forgot that JJ and Sofia were in the room, tied up, and trying to keep their eyes shut so they didn’t have to witness this.
“Rafe p-please I need it! Need your cum to fill me up and drip right fucking out of my pussy!” You whine. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him more towards you. His cock pushes deeper into you making you tremble and scream.
“God damn baby girl, keep grippin’ this fuckin’ dick just like that. Ah fuuuck, you’re doing so well f’me. Fuckin’ take it like a filthy whore. Oh shit baby girl, here it comes!” Rafe groans loudly, a string of curses falling from his lips and thick white ropes of cum shooting deep inside you.
He looks over to JJ and Sofia, “Bet you thought you’d be the one in this sweet pussy tonight, yeah?” Rafe laughs. JJ mutters something under his breath as he still struggles to find a way out.
Rafe goes back to paying him no attention. He pulls out, his warm seed spilling out of your pussy and dripping onto the bedsheets.
“Wish it was you filled with his cum instead, hmm? Too damn bad it will never be you, bitch.” You stare into Sofia’s eyes, you hated that bitch and wanted her to know that he was not hers to fuck around with. Rafe was yours. Always will be.
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sociorafe · 2 months
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THEM BEING JEALOUS/POSSESSIVE
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jj maybank & rafe cameron
warnings: use of cocaine, alcohol, mentions of sex, slight degradation?
author’s note: im not too happy with this one if im honest, but i don’t want to waste it and delete it. i hope you guys enjoy reading tho. feedback is highly appreciated <3
taglist: @rafetopia @drewstarkeyslut @rvfecamerons @rafeology @drudyslut
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• RAFE CAMERON
You know you’re pushing his buttons, but you genuinely can’t help it. When he gets like this, you almost get a high off of it. What cocaine is to Rafe, his jealousy and possessiveness is to you.
Given that it was your idea to throw a garden party at Tannyhill, Rafe made you swear on your life that you’d behave and not show him up.
And unfortunately for him, as soon as you get a drop of alcohol in your system, you’re practically done for.
You can sense the concentration in Rafe’s stare as you parade yourself around, almost flashing your lacy thong as the wind gently blows the hem of your dress up. Yeah, you can’t control the wind, but you chose to wear a dress so short that you risk your modesty.
“You know he’s gonna flip, right?” Wheezie says, suddenly appearing from behind a pillar. You almost jump out of your skin.
“Wheezie?” You look at the glass in her hands before risking a glance over your shoulder. Rafe already on alert as he sees you talking to his little sister. “You know you’re not supposed to be out here. It’s a party, you should be in your room.”
She rolls her eyes, taking a sip of her drink through the curly straw. “You’re starting to sound like Rafe.”
You fight back a smile. “If I was starting to sound like Rafe, I’m pretty sure I’d be meaner to you.” You grab the drink from her hand and give it a sniff before tasting it. “Seriously, Wheezie? Rafe’s gonna kill you if he finds out you’re drinking his alcohol. Go pour it down the sink.”
She peers behind you, eyes slightly widening before she begins to retreat. “Looks like Rafe’s gonna kill you instead. See ya, Y/N!”
Just before you go to reach for her, a strong pair of hands grip your waist and spin you around. You look up slowly until your eyes settle on your boyfriends ever-so blue ones. You see that his pupils are blown and there’s a small residue of that glorious white powder around his nostrils.
“Wanna tell me what that was about?” Rafe’s voice is calm and collected, something you’ve rarely heard. “Or should we talk about the fact that my girlfriend is walking around my house like a slut on a runway?”
You’re starting to wish you didn’t drink too much alcohol, because you’re finding him crazy attractive right now.
“Or we can talk about the fact that you get to slide your cock in my pussy every night and no one else does?” You raise an eyebrow. You know you’re pushing your luck, but oh well.
Rafe pulls you closer to him, both of your fronts pinned against each other. “Feel like I need to teach you a lesson, yeah?”
Your heartbeat picks up. “Yeah? Does my Rafey wanna teach me how to be good for him?” You swipe his bottom lip with your tongue and you slide your hands down his torso to grip onto his belt— you can feel a dozen eyes on you, but you couldn’t care less.
Rafe pins you with a dark look. “Keep this prissy bitch act up, and I’m gonna have to bend you over and fuck you in front of everyone. Is that what you want?” A hand slides into your hair at the back before roughly tugging and exposing your neck. “Is that what you want, Y/N?”
You know he’s waiting on you to answer, so you muster up all of your courage and give him a snarky response. “Don’t be stupid, Rafey. I’d only want Topper to watch.”
“Fucking slut.” Rafe growls before sinking his teeth into the soft skin between your neck and shoulder.
• JJ MAYBANK
You were helping Kiara out at The Wreck since her parents had to leave on business terms that you weren’t allowed to know. Normally you’d press Kie about what’s going on, but she didn’t seem to be in the mood to open up to you.
“Table by the window needs their order taken.” Kiara points in the general direction of a table of cute guys. “I gotta do some stock taking, do it for me?”
Even though she said it like a question, you knew she was practically ordering you. “Yes, boss.” You give her a salute and she rolls her eyes but you caught a glimpse of a smile before she went out back.
You grab the order pad and pen from by the till and make your way over to the table. Up close, they were even more cuter than you expected. If JJ was here, he’d be vibrating in his seat wanting to do something to show you were his.
“Hey, what can I get you guys? Any drinks?” You gice them a smile and they all share a look between each other. Your stomach flips slightly, but you keep your composure.
“Just water.” The closest one to you answer, his eyes unmistakably moving up and down your frame.
You shift from one foot to the other, “Waters, got it. Anything else? Are you ready to order food?”
One of them drops the menu on purpose by your feet and he reaches down, but as he picks the menu up, he makes sure to graze his fingers along your bare legs.
You immediately take a step back and collide with a hard body. JJ Maybank. You knew the press of his chest against your back anywhere.
“Am I seeing correctly?” JJ tilts his head to the side, a strong arm wrapping around your chest and pulling you further into his body. “Did you really just touch my girlfriends leg?”
The guy blinks and says nothing.
“I asked you a question.” You feel JJ’s breathing begin to quicken and you know you only have a few short minutes before he blows his cool.
You spin in his hold, your hand placing against his chest to lightly push him backwards away from the table. “It was probably an accident, Jay, just leave them. Go wait over there, I’ll be with you in a minute, okay?”
JJ moves his dark gaze from the guys and when he looks into your eyes, they soften. “Are you okay? Because if you aren’t, I’ll happily snap their necks.” He makes sure to say the last part louder for the table to hear.
You nod your head, giving him a soft kiss on his lips before turning him around and pushing him in the other direction.
You turn back to the table. “I’m gonna grab your waters, but I just gotta warn you— they could be poisoned, but who knows.”
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