#jj maybank concepts

[rubiehart]

jj fuckin’ his girl bestfriend all nice and slow, taking in her body just in complete shock that this is reality and not some crazy wet dream. tanned arms supporting his body weight beside her head where her hair is splayed around her head like a halo making her look like some kind of goddess, full lips parted and eyes closed, little ‘uh, uh, uh‘s’ leaving her pretty mouth at every thrust where jj’s fat cock nudges that spot inside her squelchy pussy that makes her dig her nails more aggressively into his muscly back.

her eyes opening for a second when his thrusts become more frantic and miscalculated, her orgasm building white hot in her lower stomach making her moan out, their eyes locking as he continues thrusting, his orgasm building as fast as hers seemed to be.

on a whim, she reaches up to take his shark tooth necklace between her teeth, the action innocent but making jj even more desperate for his release, her innocent eyes looking up at him as he thrusts harder, an even deeper desire consuming him as she moans out.

wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down into a heated kiss, tongues swirling deliciously against each other as he swallows all of her pretty little noises, pulling away to watch her face as she claws harder at his back, his arms aching but he wasn’t about to miss this moment, eyes flicking to her tits as her noises got louder. “‘m fuckin’ coming jj!”

“cmon come for me pretty.” he says, keeping his pace and not looking away from her face, a loud moan spilling from her wet lips as she comes undone, face contorted beautifully as her eyelids slip closed again, feeling the wetness of her orgasm coating his cock he lets go too with a loud groan, as she watches his adams apple bob as he cranes his neck back, dropping his arms which supported his weight and whispering praises inaudibly into her neck.

their sweat-slick bodies pressed impossibly close but still needed to be closer, with his slowly softening dick still inside her sopping pussy she takes a hand through the tangles strands of blonde hair and a kiss to his sweaty forehead, making him smile and press a lazy kiss to her collarbone. “can’t believe we didn’t do that sooner, you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he mumbles, making her blush crimson as he nuzzles his face into her neck and breathes out all relaxed.

[moremaybank]

jj eating you out for as long as he wants while you squirm around him. your hips rise off the bed, the feeling so overwhelmingly powerful, so good but so fucking much. you squirm, legs shaking vigorously. jj just peers up at you, slipping two fingers into you while this thumb replaces his tongue on your clit for a moment. "where you goin', baby? don't run from me." and he says it so sweetly, voice a little raspy. then he buries his face back in your pussy, lips latching onto your oversensitive bud as he groans in satisfaction at your taste. "not goin' nowhere, pretty girl. now cream on my face."

[rafesmuse]

jj maybank’s hot and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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ꨄ︎ this man is head over heels for you, kissing the ground you walk on type of energy. golden retriever & black cat couple. his friends frequently joke that you wear the pants in the relationship but he doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion— he feels like the luckiest man alive. “i’m her bitch? hell yeah i am.”

ꨄ︎ he feels so proud when you stick up for him, especially against the kooks. he’s ready to fight anyone that disrespects him but before he gets the chance, you’re already putting them in their place. he proudly watches you with the biggest smile on his face, letting you do your thing. “that’s my girl.”

ꨄ︎ doesn’t mind being submissive for you in the bedroom. calls you ‘mommy’ sometimes and lets you take control whenever you want to— it’s so fucking hot to him. he loves it when you praise him while you’re rocking your hips back and forth on his cock, whispering in his ear what a good boy he is.

ꨄ︎ he’s completely obsessed with you. always taking candid pictures of you and setting them as his lockscreen. his instagram page is filled with you as well, whether it’s the two of you together or just you alone. he’s literally your biggest fan and hypeman. “turn your head juuuust a bit to the left mamas, need to get that highlighter on camera.”

ꨄ︎ this man does anything for you. and with anything i mean anything. you ask for it and he will get it, no matter what. “oh, you think that puppy is cute? alright, ma’am. gimme three… maybe four working days and a puppy will be delivered right to your door step.” “j, that’s not wha-“ “sssh, just lemme make my girl happy.”

ꨄ︎ poor baby gets so sad when you get attention from men. he refuses to talk to you for an hour and will pout and sulk all day with his arms crossed. “he totally wanted to fuck you babe” “don’t be stupid, he was the goddamn waiter!” “so? doesn’t mean he didn’t wanna fuck you. did you see the way he looked at you when he served us those burgers?!”

ꨄ︎ you’re very protective of him and you make sure luke won’t ever lay a finger on jj again. jj spends most of his time at your house because he feels so at ease there, but if he needs to grab something from his house, you always go with him. if it escalates, you will have jj’s back before it gets out of hand. "listen, 'cause I'm only gonna say it once. touch him again and you're gonna be in big fucking trouble, got it?”

[vampiretendencies]

sitting in jj’s lap🫠

your designated seat, no exceptions it’s reserved only for you— whenever, however. even if there’s a chair available, you are sitting on his lap. what’s not to love about it really, taking in his scent of musky beer and a vanilla backwoods, whilst you delved deeply into the khaki material of his cargo shorts and the smoothness of his evenly tanned-sinewy thighs.

overly satisfying for both you and him.

its ideal, and you could never deny him that. wether it be skin to skin in the solace of either bedroom. or being the sickening couple out in a public space sharing affection that everyone wishes they had. everyone sees it in movies, but it’s bliss to have it and know it’s yours.

“nah don’t give her a chair sarah, she’s got one right here. c’mere, come sit on my lap baby.”

and though those words make the surrounding friends want to regurgitate, instead it sends reverberated sensuous shivers down your spine. sarah continuously pushes the chair on you because it’s infamous how ‘disgusting’ you and jj are at every pogue gathering.

“jj’s lap or a chair sarah? y’know what i’m choosing.”

“Jesus.”

he holds your weight with pleasure, whilst you swivel yourself softly to his complied lap. his strong, large hand gravitates towards your thigh, figure eighting a bit higher than it should’ve. grasping the flesh with rough, yet with meaningful passion.

“that’s my girl.”

placing a sloppy kiss to the corner of your mouth that’s laced with beer once again, but it tasted like jj nonetheless.

[peachpitlover]

Head Over Heels

After a movie night at the Chateau, Y/n wakes up with a migraine.

Word Count: 1,159

Pairings: JJ Maybank x Reader

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Y/n wakes up to a sharp, pulsating pain in her left eye and a dull ache on the top of her head accompanying it. She’s sprawled out on John B’s couch next to Kiara, Pope on the other couch, John B and Sarah in his room, and JJ in the guest room. She reaches for her phone that’s laying on the floor charging. She squints and stifles a pained groan at the dim light emitting from the screen. Thursday, June 6 2:31 AM. As she sits up, that piercing pain shoots up from her eye and spreads up to the top of her head and down the back of her neck. With ears ringing aggressively and colorful squiggles clouding her vision, Y/n makes her way to the bathroom as quickly and quietly as possible. Closing the door behind her, she drops to her knees and holds her hair up with one hand. She really didn’t mean to wake everyone up, but how quiet can you be when throwing up?

Sarah was the first to wake up, she walked out to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

“Give me a sec,” Y/n squeaked out as she tried to catch her breath.

Sarah knows all about Y/n’s migraines, they started when she was so young; too young to have to deal with pain like she has. She slowly opened the door and crouched to rub Y/n’s back.

It wasn’t long before John B and JJ came out of their rooms too, at this point Y/n was lying on her back in the bathroom, her legs resting out the doorway of the small bathroom and in the hallway. They both exchanged a confused look as you hadn’t had anything to drink last night.

“Baby, do you have any pain killers?” Sarah whispered as she stood from her position on the bathroom floor.

“No, I finished the Advil a couple days ago. What happened?”

“She has a migraine, she gets really bad ones. I’m gonna go wake up Kie and ask her.”

JJ turned the bathroom light on and she let out a small whimper, turning her head and pulling her arm over her face.

“Let’s get you to bed,” he whispered as he crouched and pulled her arm up around his neck while John B slid his hand under her back to help her stand. Once she was standing, JJ put his hand around her back and hooked his other arm under her legs to carry her to his room.

“Kie has some tylenol in her car, she’ll bring it in a second. Do you want some water?” Sarah asked as she peeked her head into the room.

“If you don’t mind,” Y/n asked as she settled on the bed. Just then, Pope made his way over to see what was going on, Y/n felt so embarrassed and guilty for waking everyone up. As Kiara came in with tylenol and a bottle of water, John B helped Y/n sit up.

“I’m sorry for waking everyone up,” she whispered.

“That’s ok, we know you’re hurting,” Sarah smiled.

“It’s no big deal,” Pope added in.

Y/n was so grateful for her amazing friends. But right now, all she wanted was to sleep off the pain. Everyone went their separate ways again, leaving JJ at the doorway and Y/n feeling guilty for kicking him out.

As JJ stepped out slightly, beginning to bid her goodbyes, Y/n piped up sheepishly: “JJ? Will you please lie down with me?”

The truth is, JJ likes Y/n. Like a lot. There have been no hookups since she came around as no one peeked his interest but her. And Y/n always finds herself giddy when JJ makes a flirty joke as he often does, her heart and stomach fluttering when his skin brushes hers. So she’s taking advantage of the moment and asking for some comfort, and how can JJ say no to the girl he can’t get off his mind?

“Of course,” he smiled. He walked to the other side of the bed and got under the covers with her and waited for her to make the first move to cuddle. If that’s what she wanted, that is. She turned over and looked at him with tired eyes and he was suddenly so aware of how much bare skin was available to his hands. Wearing only a small, cropped tank top with spaghetti straps and loose cotton sleep shorts.

She could barely open her eyes, she wasn’t tired at all. But her body often shuts down due to the excruciating pain: when she has a migraine, Y/n could sleep on and off for days on end. She reached her hand up and sunk her fingers into her hair as she curled her hair around her middle and pointer fingers and pulled slightly, trying to relieve some of the unbearable pain. Though, she couldn’t hold that up for long as her body was so weak.

“Don’t do that,” JJ frowned, though she couldn’t see much in the dark. “You’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“It helps,” she croaked out.

He took it upon himself to untangle her hand from her hair and replaced it with his. But instead of pulling at her hair like she did, he scratched gently at the spot she had been trying to relieve. With that, her eyes fluttered closed and she ever so slightly shuffled closer to him. After a while, her breathing slowed and her hand clutching JJ’s favorite blanket went limp, he resorted to running his fingers through her hair; something he often found himself wanting to do.

He stopped once he was sure she was asleep, but as soon as he pulled his hand away, she mumbled something he couldn’t understand and rolled over onto her stomach, her hand grabbing onto his bicep.

“It hurts,” she sniffled.

“I know it does, I wish I could do more to help you, do you want to put your head on me?”

Without a word, Y/n shifted closer and laid her head on his chest and draped her arm over his bare stomach, like she had been waiting for him to ask. He could feel tears dripping onto his skin and he felt so useless in that moment: “I know, I gotcha,” he whispered. His hand slid under her shirt and began rubbing along the expanse of her back in an attempt to soothe her to sleep. He was lightly scratching at the skin and she hummed in pleasure.

She did eventually find sleep with JJ’s soft breathing in her ear and the back scratches she didn’t know she would love so much. His heart fluttered at the sight of his sleeping friend on his chest, and with a kiss to the top of her head, JJ’s eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep with warmth surrounding him.

[babeydollx]

Blurb about jj and overstim??

(18+, minors DNI)

© Maybanks-Luver 2023, please do not steal, copy, modify, repost, or translate my work.

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You moaned as you put your head back. JJ groaned as he thrusted into you once again, his cock coated with your cum from your previous orgasms. Your pussy felt sensitive after being fucked for over an hour now. "Come on baby, you can give me one more." He said with a grunt as he continued to thrust into you, looking down to where the two of you connected, the sight of it causing him to groan. Your eyes rolled as he began to thrust faster. "Fuck- JJ please.. I can't-" You tried to say but your sentence was cut off by a string of moans.

"Yes you can, princess. Just one more, okay?" He said as he began to rub your clit as he continued to fuck you. You gasped when he did so as your back arched off the bed. You moaned his name over and over as he began to fuck you faster and more frantically, getting closer to his own release. "F- Fuck, Jayj!" You moaned feeling your climax approaching. He groaned loudly when you clenched around his dick. "Cum for me, princess." He said with a growl. Your eyes rolled back and your legs trembled as you squirted on his cock, moaning out as you did so.

"Fuck, you're so sexy baby." JJ said as he continued to thrust into you a few more times before cumming himself, shooting his load deep inside of you. He pulled out of you slowly, your pussy finally getting a break, or so you thought. You sat up on your elbows and looked at JJ when you felt him spread your legs again. He was now laying on the bed, his head between your legs and he looked up at you with a mischievous grin. "Well, I gotta clean you up, baby." He said with a smirk.

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[toomanyfandomsimfanvergent]

JJ Maybank x Reader

"Five More Minutes"

Summary: A lazy morning with your lover.

Warnings: a few brief kisses, it's literally just fluff.

A/N: I'm glad you gave me the idea to write for JJ @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles

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"Did I ever mention that I am hopelessly in love with you?" JJ asks with a smirk as he pulls your body flush against his.

You smile and turn slightly to look at him, "I don't think you ever mentioned that."

Your black comforter rests halfway down his delicious abs. God it was far to high for your liking. You clear those thoughts from your head as he replies.

"Well, I'm hopelessly in love with you," he says before placing a quick kiss on your lips. He tastes like a combination of beer and cherry chapstick. He loved stealing your chapstick. It was a habit of his that stuck.

"Good, because I think I'm hopelessly in love with you to," you say and press another kiss to his lips.

He flipped back down against the bed and you fully turned to get a good look at him. His dirty blonde locks were extremely messy, even more so than usual.

"I think you have a staring problem," he says with a laugh that's more like a snort than an actual laugh.

A light blush creeps along your cheeks as you reply, "It's not my fault I'm in bed with the most gorgeous man to ever walk the earth," JJ buries his head in the pillows as his cheeks turn crimson.

"Shut up," he mumbles from under the pillows which makes you laugh, "Five more minutes," he says with a smile as he looks back at you

You lay back down next to him, "Five more minutes."

[puta-muerta]

better than a buenos días

ok just a jj maybank blurb rq 🤭

dont judge my english its not my first language

jj maybank x hispanic!reader

setting; you and jjs shared room in your apartment

warnings; mention of sex but nothing heavy, fluffff 🩷

~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩ ✰✭✩~✰✭✩~ ✰✭✩ ~

~as your eyes creep open the blinding lights hit them brighter than youve ever felt before, the strong arms wrapped around you as your legs weave with his. you want to make it clear youre awake, as you calmly detangle your legs and pick up his arms you hear a weak “mmh…” come from the self proclaimed ‘strong man’ known as: jj maybank, he wraps his arms tighter around you as if that will help him keep you there “baby, get up im gonna be late” you whisper, you try to pick his arms up once again but to no avail “i think not” he says as you feel him shrug his arms. so this is how he wants to play? you think, you know for a fact he doesnt know any spanish, so why not have some fun? “¡Te quiero mucho, mi chico precioso!” you say in a condescending tone. his arms fly off of you quicker than the speed of light, even you were impressed with yourself. as you stand up and turn around you see puppy eyes looking back at you, “i didnt know youd look so sad after i called you my beautiful boy but, para vivir tienes que aprender, i guess.” you say with a light shrug. “oh-hoho” he starts, standing up “i might download duolingo just so no hard feelings are exchanged” you give him a scared look “mi amor.. i dont think you want to do that.” you spoke in reference to the rare arguments you two had. “good point, baby, i like it much more when i dont know what your saying during se-” you give him a warning look, it seems to be received as he lets out a “ill stop talking now.” and looks down.

~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩~✰✭✩ ✰✭✩~✰✭✩~ ✰✭✩ ~

[rubiehart]

cockwarming bestfriend jayj would just be so ughhhhhhhhhh. you’re both a little past the point of tipsy, having slipped away together from the kegger back to the chateau, legs tangled together in the hammock as you watch jj slowly inhale the joint he still managed to roll pretty well even in his intoxicated state. his eyes flutter closed as he sucks in the smoke and reaches over to place it between your fingers as he blows it out, too focused on the way the smoke clouds his face and then disappears, blue eyes trained on your figure, raking up your bare legs and ending on your face.

you blink away the thought and bring the joint to your lips and inhale deeply, looking into his eyes as your hold the smoke in your mouth, not too sure what this eye contact meant from his end but you knew exactly why you were doing it, the reason evident as you feel your cotton panties dampen a little, choosing to ignore it as he reaches his arms up behind his head and groans, stretching his legs out and his foot nudges your leg to get your attention.

you rip your eyes away from his for a second, your high clearly taking over your actions, grinning at jj as he knits his brows together, a little smirk laying on his rubied lips, tonguing the little cut on his bottom lip as he watches your frame. you pass him the joint and he takes another long hit, coughing a little when you start crawling up his body, situating yourself on his lap. he reaches one hand to hold your waist as his eyes widen. “oh- hey, watch’a doin?” you just smile and giggle as you reach down to capture his lips in a kiss.

he groans into your mouth and releases the smoke he’d been holding. you start to slowly grind on him, little whines of pleasure leaving your lips as he winds his tongue with yours, kissing you back as desperately as you. pulling away for a second and using his thumb to wipe away a string of saliva from your lip while you look at him all big eyed. “jayj..” you whisper before he nods, as you fumble with the buttons of his cargo shorts, pushing them down his thighs until his boxers are exposed, flicking your eyes up to see his dilated pupils and parted lips, the joint still between his ring-clad fingers.

he brings it to your lips as you pull down his boxers, his rock hard cock standing up, his mushroom tip leaking precum. he groans, eyes widening when he sees you unbutton your tiny denim shorts you’d been teasing him with all night, slipping them down your legs to reveal your little cotton panties, biting your lip and looking up at him whilst slipping them to the side, the weed seemed to give you some new found confidence, and maybe the way jj was looking at you “jesus fuckin’ christ..” he mumbles at the sight of your glistening cunt in the moonlight, prepping your hands on his chest, lifting yourself up.

“hey, hey, hey. a-are you sure?” he asks, panicked at your sudden confidence as you nod eagerly. “are you?” you giggle, still hovering over his cock. “fuck yeah.” he grins as you finally sink down, hissing at the stretch, his eyes transfixed on your face the whole time, your tiny pussy stretching around his dick making him groan, your face comforting and whining when he’s about halfway in, him grasping both hands to your hips after putting the blunt out on the bark and dropping it to the dirt. “shhh.. you got it, yeah?” you nod slowly, teeth sinking into your lip as your resist the pain, stroking your hip with his thumb softly. “good, goooood girl. there ya’ go.” the praise sliding off his tongue so casually making you clench around him. finally getting to the hilt and he lets out a huff.

“feel so fuckin’ good..” he whimpers, as you roll your hips a little to get used to the feeling making him let out a pornographic groan. “you’re so big..” you whisper, leaning down to rest your head in the crook of his neck, feeling the stubble on his chin against your forehead as he breathes deeply. “keep talkin’ like that and i’ll fuckin’ bust.” he whispers into your hair making you giggle a little, leaving a little love bite on his neck and he reaches down to cup your ass, kneeding the fat of it in his palms as you roll your hips gently, making him suck in a breath. “fuck..you’re gonna kill me baby.”

[moremaybank]

you and jj really shouldn't be, but you fuck raw every single time. you know that eventually your luck will run out. but for over a year, you've been safe. that was, until about a week ago. though you're on birth control, you both had a scare and you decided from then on, no matter how down it made you, you couldn't be so reckless. neither of you were truly ready to have a baby, despite jj's protests, and you knew that until you were capable, you had to stop. that doesn't mean the transition for jj was anything near easy. his disdain for using condoms and being okay with it weren't even in the same area code. "please, baby? just the tip? i'm dyin' here, it's not fair." you try to kiss the pout off his lips, but ultimately fail when you pull away and see the traces still lingering on his face. "j, as much as i love feeling you bare—" and his hand comes up, stopping your words in their tracks. "see, you can't say shit like that. it's torture," he tells you, giving you a tormented look. "j, we can't keep taking risks. we aren't ready for a baby." his bottom lip juts out even further than before. "but—" you kiss him to shut him up. "i'm sorry, handsome." he pulls you into his chest, strong arms wrapping around your fame and squeezing. he can't help the groan that escapes his lips, though. "just one more time. i promise i'll pull out." you try to deny him, but then he pulls away slightly to trail soft kisses down your neck. he'd never push you, you both knew that. if this was really what you wanted, then that would be the end of that. but when he spoke again, saying let me feel you one more time. it's not my fault your pussy's so addicting. you're folding for what's supposed to but probably won't be the last time. no one does sweet talking like jj maybank. and you love him even more for it.

i had a dream ab this last night so enjoy

[rafesmuse]

porn link!

girlies this video… it reminded me of jj and i just had to share. him being addicted to the way you taste, his head buried between your thighs every chance he gets as he eats you out like it’s his last meal. no matter how much you try to push him away, he simply can’t and won’t stop. tears fill your eyes due to overstimulation and your body can’t stop shaking, coming all over his face over and over again. “fuck baby, you taste so fucking sweet, i just can’t get enough.”

[vampiretendencies]

jj mocking your moans is such a him thing to just annoy u 🫣🫣🫣

suggestive!

any inconvenience, he’s doing it.

he has the repeated image of you falling apart for him engraved in his mind. and the sheer embarrassment, roped with annoyance on your reddened cheeks whenever he mentions it is alike to that of when he’s making your flesh crawl with oblivion— so strikingly red, resembling a cherry everytime you came undone.

the shame and awkwardness he brings back to life within you when he uttered to mimick your angelic calls for him during sex turned to a shell of discomfort.

you knew he had that power over you, to make you feel small with one little notion. oh and did he love it.

using it to slightly guilt trip you in a way, to not go out for girls night. albeit, he craved you more than whatever mindless night sarah, kie, and cleo had planned with you. his urges were ravenous, nearly compromising with himself to not eat you alive.

and the outfit that you choose to wear was not helping, the material thin, see-through if you glance during the right lighting, and it snitched your waist just heavenly.

clasping your necklace in the full length mirror, he evens the chain over your chest, vein-prominent hands staying there. twirling the thin silver around his index finger, with a peck to the open skin behind your ear.

“you really shouldn’t go to this baby, could just stay … with me. maybe take it slower since we have all night—“

you cut it short as you know where he’s going with this, it’s jj. “no j, i can’t i already promised them. too late to back out.”

a tiny pout forms on his sullen lips, a small ‘tut’ falling past them. face of ‘well, that’s not going to work in your favor.’

“don’t you miss me, pretty girl? need you so bad.”

“seriously jj m’not staying—“

“you weren’t saying that yesterday. actually, all i remember you saying yesterday is ‘right there j’ and ‘please go faster’, isn’t that right ?”

is that really how you sound?

he mocked your moans in a slightly higher pitched voice, trying to replicate yours. a sly, sensuous smirk on his face, he traced your collar bone boring forward at you in the mirror. cheeks unbelievably hot, staring down at the floor, hoping to hide but there’s nowhere to go— no where to run.

his turns on his heel, now in front of you. encouraging your head to look up at him with the curl of one finger beneath your trembling chin.

he knows he’s won.

“here’s what’s gonna’ happen. you’ll cancel and go tomorrow, right after m’done hearing those pretty moans again alright baby?”

[peachpitlover]

Bringing JJ to meet your family:((( this is not edited whatsoever

Also just a note, i’m just writing what i know so there is only one parent in this story, it’s kinda self indulgent sorry

Taking JJ to meet your family:( like for the holidays you bring him to dinner at your grandparent’s house, and everyone is just gushing over him. I personally don’t have a huge family but it’s always loud at family dinners and i think it’s because of our culture, and there’s so much going on they’re all trying to ask him questions. and he hasn’t had a home cooked meal in, we’ll ever actually. so he’s just scarfing down whatever your grandma cooked and she’s so happy. and he’s so polite too!

He knows your mom is your best friend, and you’re her mini me so he really pays attention to when she’s talking and he’s trying soooo hard to bond with her:((( and even your grandpa likes him, which is a huge green flag in your book, cause he’s pretty kept to himself and likes to observe, but they get along talking about mechanics and all that. and you take JJ upstairs to show him all the pictures of you (and your siblings if you have) in your grandparents room and along the hallway, and you tell him all the stories you had in this house, like the sharpie and highlighter all over the wall at the entrance of your grandparents bedroom, marking your (and your siblings if you have) height. and your grandmother’s from the one time she claimed she’d shrunk. and you show him where you stood when your grandpa would sneak you cookies while your grandmother cooked.

and when you get home, you sit and watch tv with your mom and eat ice cream. JJ feels so safe to be around such a tight knit family. Sure you have your problems and fights, but he doesn’t mind. your mom hugs him and kisses his forehead when she goes to bed, telling him to promise her that he would wake her up if he couldn’t sleep or was hungry.

Maybe he even gets a bit emotional because he’s never had a home where he can sit on the couch with a pile of blankets and eating ice cream straight from the carton. He’s never had a home where someone hugged him goodnight and told him to wake her if he needed anything, he’s never felt so safe and content in his entire life

also he falls asleep immediately once he’s in your bed. it’s the softest mattress he’s ever felt, and there’s an actual duvet, not just a pile of flimsy blankets. there’s memory foam pillows with soft covers and a bedside table with a lamp and pictures of loved ones and he’s never felt more loved in his whole life

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[shellxrls]

asking to feel JJ while he’s soft and he’s like: “wtf? but yea.” and as soon as you touch him he’s hard.

“it kinda looks like a gummy worm,” you muse, twisting his limp dick slightly and attempting to admire it from an angle.

“babe i do not know what fucked up gummy worms you’ve been eating, but junior ain’t a gummy worm,” he states simply, growing restless from your constant touching.

you giggle, continuing your inspection for only a couple of seconds before, much to your amiss, you notice jj getting hard once again.

“jeez man it’s only been — what, a minute?” you chuckle, beginning to stroke your fist as you finish the question, causing him to choke and stumble over his answer and instead let out an embarrassing loud groan.

“‘m sensitive,” he mumbles, followed by a string of curses and a “ohh, yeah keep doing that mama.”

[sunniepoo]

sleepover champion

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when you had called rafe over all panicked, stressed, tired and desperate,the last he expected was to be greeted by a group of little girls barely past the age of seven, rushing their way over in curiosity and climbing him like a jungle gym

“woahhh… he’s so tall” one of the small ones announced proudly, while simultaneously taking a rough tug of his leg, attempting to yank him along on one of their games

the prospect of babysitting twelve girls didn’t seem too hard at first but the moment they started screaming competitions and using you as their own personal mannequin to play with-you realised your error

lucky for you, your boyfriend happened to be ‘ the sleepover champion ’ his words not yours, ranting on about tiring down wheezie’s friends and getting them in bed was no challenge for him

“i’ma tell you… i’ll have these suckers in bed by half seven” his tone of complete confidence contrasting the eight year old clawing half his face

“finish making up lunch and i’ll have these buggers settled in a second” he barely manages to get out as the next girl is climbing on his back, asking for him to play dress up with them

“kay’ new rule” the older cameron removing each girl off, placing them on the large couch in front of him “we’re gonna keep our hands to ourselves”

a mixture of protests splurging out the young girls, attacking the older boy as he remains unbothered whipping out something from his bag

“so who wants to play just dance?”

the loud music bouncing from the speakers filled the house, voices dropping as the minutes went by, clearly worn out from the activity

now leading to a full circle formed with none other than sleepover champion rafe cameron in the middle- it truly was a sight to see, a mixture of pre-tweens pounce him with questions

“is she your girlfrienddd?” a voice chirps out, leading all the girls to wait, anticipating for his answer

the cameron lets out a proud ‘yeah’ causing an uproar of giggles, the young girls fascinated

“she’s pretty” they all mumble in unison, yawns making an appearance, as they all slowly start to lean into each other huddling into a blanket

“i know”

and as the night rolls over you see a certain cameron, reading out to the group of asleep girls tucking each and every one in

“point proven” you admit to him “ guess you are the sleepover champion after all” pressing a soft kiss to the tips of his nose

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