#jj maybank x you smut

[hanasnx]

ermmm jj and face fucking ? 😁

MINORS DNI 18+ WARNINGS: f!reader | reader has hair that swings in a ponytail and is a kook | situationship w jj | hair pulling | oral (m receiving) NOTES: tbh i was having trouble imagining jj face fucking but i gave it my best shot and i like what i came up with | based on dwight’s interaction with angela in the office during the rabies fun run

JJ MAYBANK out with the crew when he spots you. It doesn’t take long before the others follow the source his eyes are glued on. You’re out for a jog, wearing your work-out clothes that accentuate your shape, ponytail swinging with each stride. JJ moistens and draws his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches, waiting for you to get closer while his friends jeer at him immaturely. John B pats him hard on the back, “Go, man, before she gets away.” he encourages, pushing at JJ to get him in gear.

“I’m goin’, I’m goin’.” he replies, and he hangs his head with a shake at the chorus of the crew yipping and hollering. Chasing you, he’ll admit he gets a good view of your behind. So he idles for a second to watch how your ass jiggles with each sway, and he ignores the creeping urge to tap your backside when he approaches you. He gets in a jogging stance to blend in with you, slowing his pace when he reaches your side to fall into step with you. “Howdy there, kook.”

You playfully roll your eyes with a scoff. “Hey, JJ.” you relent in a musical pant, refusing to look at him because you know he’s trying to make fun of you. You can tell in the way he holds himself, how he swings his arms, it’s an exaggerated version of what you’re doing as you run.

“You look cute as a button. Worked up quite a sweat.” he flirts, advancing into you, and you absorb his coy bump. You can feel how his gaze burns you, stuck on how your sweat drips down your neck into the valley of your cleavage. Briefly he imagines licking it off.

“Thanks, JJ.” you tell him, in the same melody as before. He butters you up a lot, you know what he’s here for. “What do you want?” you ask curiously.

“Look, there’s a little thing back at the Chateau tonight. You should, uh,” He sniffs, and swipes his nose with his knuckle, glancing away. It takes him a fraction of a second to gather the courage to invite you normally. How was a situationship supposed to act in this situation, he didn’t know. “you should come.”

You pull your lips to one side in thought. “I dun-no, Jayj, I’m supposed to meet someone tonight.” You keep your voice light and sing-songy, letting him know you’re not rejecting him, just teasing him with the prospect you might not be able to make it.

“Hey, no skin off my back.” he replies, suspending his flat hands in the air in surrender. He drops them. “You’ll just have to promise I get to wrap that pretty ponytail ‘round my palm tomorrow night.” It’s said so casually, it finally earns him a proper look from you.

You do end up going, you do end up drinking, and you do end up right where he wants you. Nestled between his legs. Rope of hair wound in his fist. “Didn’t think you’d end up back here, huh? Thought you’d be rid of me?” He’s spitballing, but there’s a twinge of sincerity, as if a pretty kook like you wouldn’t waste your time with him. He guides your head up and down, his grip on your hair stinging your scalp but you don’t mind. You like it. Sweet whimpers expel from your mouth every time your throat isn’t stuffed by the head of his cock nudging it’s way in there.

Your tongue swipes at the underside of his dick, lining the lip of his tip as it pulls out, only to be buried back in when he yanks you to his crotch by your hair. Like a leash, it leads you as he uses you to get himself off.

[bussyslayer333]

c’mon baby, let me see

summary: truth or dare with JJ leads to a revealing request.

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

word count: 2.1k

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, smut, unprotected pinv, wrap it before you tap it pls :)

MDNI this is an 18+ fic

“Lame!” JJ calls out to John B as he retreats to his room at the back of the chateau, receiving only a middle finger in response.

“What? You scared to be left alone with me Maybank?” You tease, extending your leg to poke him with a manicured toe.

JJ smacks at your foot playfully and snorts at your words, “shut up, you’re just excited to be alone with me.”

“Yeah, whatever you want to think J.” You smirk, sipping at your beer bottle.

“Okay okay, we should make things interesting though,” JJ decides, moving to sit opposite you on the floor.

“What did you have in mind?” You question, propping your head up on your hand.

“Truth or dare,” he announces proudly with an obnoxious sip of his cheap beer.

You can’t help but laugh, “God, what are we 12?”

“Awww c’mon baby, it’ll be fun!” JJ protests, and you can’t hide the way your stomach flips at the nickname.

“Hmmph, fine, truth or dare, J?”

JJ looks at you as if you’ve grown a second head. Of course you know what he’s going to pick.

“It’s not the game if I don’t ask!” You roll your eyes and hum to think of a dare, JJ mimes a clock ticking down noise whilst you glare at him playfully.

“I dare you toooooo chug the rest of your beer,” you finish lamely.

“Ugh seriously? I’m giving you a shit dare free pass on that one because it’s the first one.” He boos, “next one better be good.”

JJ complies anyway, chugging what was left of his beer in mere seconds before burping loudly.

“Gross,” you shiver making JJ chuckle.

“Okay sweetheart, truth or dare?” JJ questions with a fake professional accent, sitting up straight.

“Hmmm, truth.” You decide.

“Don’t be boring!”

“I’m not! Just pick a good question,” you defend.

“Okayyyyy, who was the last person you hooked up with?”

It was expected that this was the direction JJ would take his questions in, so you think back to the party last week.

“Jackson-”

“That Freak?” JJ exclaims, leaning forward.

“Shut up, he’s not that bad,” you groan picking at the rug beneath you.

“Did he make you bark or some other freak shit?” JJ practically giggles.

“No he did not! He was… I don’t know it was fine.” You decide.

“That bad huh?” JJ prods further.

“Hey you’ve had too many questions now it’s my turn, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” JJ shrugs at you shocked expression, “I can change it up if I want!”

You scrap the dares you’d been conjuring up whilst JJ had been questioning you and instead think about what you wanted to know about JJ. It was hard, being friends with someone like JJ for so long meant that you knew basically everything about him. Especially since he spoke every thought that came to his head aloud, whether you wanted to hear it or not.

“What’s your biggest fantasy?” You question with a smirk, preparing yourself for whatever nonsense about Megan Fox he was going to spew.

JJ flushes slightly at your question, and straightens in his position. His awkward reaction makes you brows furrow. JJ clears his throat before finally beginning,

“there’s this girl and she’s, fuck she’s smokin’. I think about her on top of me all the goddamn time,” he groans, seemingly lost in thought for a moment.

His confession intrigues you, and the rasp in his voice makes your thighs clench slightly, which you actively decide to ignore before continuing.

“Who is this mystery girl?” You tease, “anyone I’d know?”

“Uh-uh,” JJ leans over to wag a finger in your face, “one question at a time, sweetheart.”

“Fine,” you roll your eyes, “my turn.”

“Truth or dare, m’lady?” JJ exaggerates again.

You hum in faux thought for a moment before picking dare.

“I can change it up if I want!” You use his words from earlier against him.

JJ raises his hands in surrender before sitting in thought for a moment, he looks slightly unsure before a smirk settles onto his face.

“I dare you to take your shirt off.” JJ announces proudly.

You gawk at him for a moment, taking notice of the way his eyes dart briefly down to where your nipples can been seen through your thin shirt.

“I- I don’t have a bra on,” you fumble.

“You don’t have to do it,” JJ quickly adds, not one to make you uncomfortable.

“No I want to!” You answer slightly to eagerly, “I just- ugh fuck it.”

You take the bottom of your shirt in your hands and swipe it quickly over your head. The air is cool on you chest and your nipples pebble quickly now exposed to the air. The way JJ’s gaze doesn’t lift from your boobs isn’t lost on you.

His tongue comes out to swipe at his dry lips quickly and he reaches an arm out tentatively to grab at the pillow on the couch behind him.

“Seriously?!” You giggle at JJ’s flushed cheeks.

“Don’t be mean!” He whines, “you’ve got really great tits by the way.”

“Thank you, but like? Have you never seen tits before?” You question with only a hint of mocking.

“Yes! I have, yours are just, I don’t know- better.” He defends.

“I’m flattered, honestly,” you giggle out, looking down at your boobs.

You push your chest out slightly as you lean back in your position, revelling in the way JJ’s gaze never wavers.

“Truth or dare, J?” You question in newfound confidence.

“Uhhhhhhhmm dare.”

“I dare you to take your shorts off.”

JJ’s eyes dart up to meet your own quickly, his baby blues flicker dark quickly and he smiles.

“You horny bitch!” He accuses, already shedding himself of his shorts.

“I just can’t stand the sight of those camo shorts J, it’s a fashion crime!” You laugh out, quickly being silenced by JJ’s actions.

His tanned skin stretches in planes down his toned stomach. You always knew JJ was attractive, but this was truly a sight to behold. His shirt came off as well, and you looked to him in confusion.

“All out baby,” he smirks, teasing lilt obvious in his voice.

You hope your gulp is at least somewhat inconspicuous as you try to avert your gaze from the expanse of JJ’s chest all the way down to the dark blonde sprinkling of hair in his happy trail. His boxers are threadbare and leave little to your imagination. You always knew JJ was packing some heat, but you’d be damned if you let him know.

“Cat got your tongue?” He mocks.

“Shut up, ask me now.” You divulge.

“Truth or dare sweetheart?”

“Dare,” you challenge, holding eye contact with JJ’s piercing blue gaze.

“Strip.” He shrugs, “i’m feeling a little singled out sweetheart.”

You roll your eyes and stand to your full height in front of JJ. He watches with hooded eyes as you slowly wiggle out of your shorts and panties, leaving yourself bare in front of him. The tension in the room should be uncomfortably thick, the only noises are that of your baited breath.

“Truth or dare, JJ?” you whisper as he stands, now only millimetres from your face.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to fuck me,” you smile sweetly, voice laced with sugar.

“I thought you’d never ask,” JJ practically growls, hands coming to paw at your flesh.

His lips meet yours harshly, a clash of teeth and saliva that should be unpleasant but only spurs you into his grip more. JJ is rutting up into you as his lips continue to attack yours, you can feel the heat rising in your belly the more he lets our small groans and moans. Your hand trails down his stomach and past the band of his boxers to grip at his hard cock, JJ let’s out a small gasp as you begin slowly stroking him.

“You’re a little tease,” he murmurs against your lips.

You can practically feel his smirk as he takes the hand that was groping at your breast and tweaks at your nipple. JJ ruts up into your hand a few more times before pulling away, mumbling something about “busting too soon.”

Now freed from his grip, you turn and make your way over to the couch, getting on all fours and waving your hips in JJ’s direction.

“Fucking Christ, sweetheart,” he groans, making his way over to you.

JJ slaps at the flesh of your ass lightly, chuckling to himself at the way it jiggles. It makes you arch back into his touch, a small squeak falling from your mouth.

“Please touch me, J.” You whine almost pathetically, tired of waiting.

“So impatient!” He tuts, swiping a finger through your glistening folds quickly.

You roll your eyes and turn to look back at him to make a snarky comment. You’re greeted with the sight of JJ slowly stroking himself whilst staring at your behind. It shuts you up almost immediately, instead a needy whimper falls from your lips, only fuelling JJ further.

“You want it that bad huh?” He teases, leaning forward to swipe his tip through your folds.

“Y-yes, fuck!” You moan out, trying to push yourself back onto him.

He stills you with a hand gripping at your hip, the other still holding himself. JJ pushes in slowly, giving you time to accommodate to the stretch. You feel full everywhere, your arms already starting to weaken beneath you.

“I’ll give it to you, baby.” He decides, reaching down to place a kiss on your shoulder before beginning his relentless pace.

JJ’s thrusts are calculated, hitting deep within you each time enough to elicit guttural groans. He keeps one hand on your hip but brings the other forward to grip at your hair. The slam of his hips against the meat of your ass is addictive, JJ’s head is thrown almost completely back as he loses himself to the feeling of you.

“God, you’re so fucking gorgeous,” he moans out, pulling at your hair to allow you to lock gazes with him.

Your mouth is dropped open in pleasure, drool spilling slightly from the side of your mouth from your incoherent whimpers. JJ’s hand that was weaved into your hair, moves down towards your pussy where he takes two fingers and begins to swirl at your clit, moaning in delight at the way your clench around him.

“Fuck, J, keep doing that,” you heave out, hips pushing back against his harder.

JJ obeys your commands, increasing the pressure slightly in his movements to get you closer to the edge. It works embarrassingly quickly, combined with how vocal he is with how good you’re making him feel.

“Squeezing me so fucking tight,” he mumbles mostly to himself, hips stuttering as you clench around him again.

“I’m close, shit don’t stop,” you moan out breathlessly.

JJ slams himself into you with renewed vigour, toying at your clit as your moans reach a crescendo. And when JJ pushes into you once more, the coil that had been building in your belly snaps, sending you over the edge.

JJ has to pull out of you quickly as he spurts his release onto your lower back, leaving you clenching around nothing as you ride out your high.

You giggle slightly as your come back down, “shit that was-”

“You’re incredible,” JJ interrupts, smirking at the way your smile suddenly become shy.

“Aww don’t get all shy now you’ve got my cum on your back,” JJ teases, reaching down to pick up the nearest item of clothing to wipe away his spend.

“Hey! Thats my shirt!” You whine as he holds up the now ruined piece of fabric.

“Oops, guess you’ll have to wear mine,” he shrugs, not looking remorseful at all as he throws his balled up shirt into your lap.

You roll your eyes but put it on nonetheless, climbing into his lap on the couch. JJ kisses you softly this time, nipping at your lips.

“You’re the girl.” He whispers.

“Huh?”

“The one in my fantasy,” he mumbles, slightly embarrassed.

It makes you smile, his sudden change in demeanour.

“I’d hope so,” you giggle, “you just rocked my shit on John B’s couch.”

“God, he’s gonna kill us,” JJ mutters into your hair.

“Totally.”

a/n: MY FIRST OBX PIECE AHHHH

i hope everyone loves, and doesn’t hate me for naming this after peacock by katy perry LMFAO

pls comment, reblog, or send me an ask and tell me what you think !!

thank you for reading :))

- honey <333

[buckybarnesandmarvel]

Coming soon

[rafesmuse]

obx porn links vol. 2 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

nav. // main m.list // blurbs m.list // vol. 1 + vol. 3

— JJ MAYBANK

reverse cowgirl with jj outside

jj sucking and admiring your tits

dom!jj spanking you

giving boyfriend!jj a blowjob

doggystyle with best friend!jj

jj showing you how strong he is

riding roommate!jj in your room

jj fucking you while you’re wearing his shirt

helping jj relax after a long day

enemy!jj fucking you at a party

jj fucking you hard from behind

— RAFE CAMERON

missionary with boyfriend!rafe

ghostface!rafe sneaking into your room and fucking you

dom!rafe punishing you

rafe eating you out after a stressful day

morning sex with rafe

enemy!rafe fingering and choking you

shower sex with rafe

rafe fucking you on his yacht

study sessions with best friend!rafe

rafe admiring your body

riding rafe in his truck

neighbour!rafe fucking you in his bed

[eternalbuckley]

OUTER BANKS PORN LINKS.

characters: rafe, jj, sarah

warnings: 18+ only. minors dni. the following links are twitter links to porn videos, not fics. please keep that in mind. the videos contain fem / afab people.

a/n: since some of you wanted that i make a list of my current favourite porn videos… here are a few with some scenarios involved 🤓 enjoy babes!!

links are under the cut!

disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. do not translate my work and post it anywhere — i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know! reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated and welcomed!

navigation | masterlists

RAFE CAMERON

› bestfriend!rafe fucking you from behind.

› roommate!rafe fingering you in his bed.

› enemie!rafe choking you while he pounds into you.

› rafe using a knife to scrape off wax from your body. [wax play & knife kink warning]

› riding rafes dick and him breeding you.

› rafe eating you out while you sit on his face.

JJ MAYBANK

› enemie!jj breeding you.

› jj fingering you.

› jj licking your nipples.

› enemie!jj fucking you from behind while you‘re handcuffed.

› giving bestfriend!jj a handjob.

› jj pounding into you while you‘re on top.

SARAH CAMERON

› secretgirlfriend!sarah eating you out after a stressful day.

› fucking sarah with a strap on.

› eating sarah out after a party.

› dom!sarah not letting you cum.

› rubbing bestfriend!sarahs clit.

› using a vibrator on sub!sarah. [a small whip is used a few times for spanking as well]

[princessmaybank]

Outer Banks P!Links PT2

Here's Part 1: P!Links

*Once again: I'm aware some of them look nothing like them, but that's okay, it's all for fun*

WARNINGS: MDNI, THIS IS 18+, PORN LINKS

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

~A lot more than last time! Please enjoy! I didn't check to see which was already used, so I'm sorry if there are repeats from the last post!~

JJ:

Him Pounding Into You

Riding JJ While He Plays With Your Tits

Soft Fuck With JJ

Jacking Him Off

Teasing Him With Your Pussy

Riding Tatted JJ

69 Tatted JJ

4 Fingers

Oral And Riding By The Pool

Wants To Try Something From Your Book

Rubbing Your Pussy

Rafe:

Tatted Rafe POV

Cumming On Your Stomach

Hitting It From Behind

Riding Him

Gently Playing With You

Fucking You Outside

Fingering Then Fucking You

Slapping Your Pussy On The Way To Midsummers

Rubbing You Until You Can't Take It

Bent Over His Lap

Anal By The Pool

John B:

Sucking His Dick In The Twinkie

Playing With You

Couldn't Resist You

Having Some Fun With Kiara

Parking Garage Fun

Tatted JB, Playing With Each Other

Making A Mess In Your Panties

Using His Dick While He Plays His Game

Sitting On His Face By The Pool

Upside Down 69

Dicking You Down While JJ Drives

Pope:

Tatted Pope, Waking You Up

Bouncing On His Dick

He Asked For A Handjob

Jacking Him Off Then Riding Him

Under His Desk While He Studies

Fucks You In Your PJ's

Bouncing You Back

Tatted Pope Fucking You On The Counter

Anal From The Back

School Girl Fantasy

Riding Pope On The Couch

Bonus:

Kiara Eating You Out

Eating Out Tatted Cleo

Tribbing With Sarah

Tatted JJ & Rafe Sharing You

Playing With Sarah's Pussy

[moremaybank]

reader and jj calling each other out about your kinks as a joke and he tells reader he has a breeding link and wants her to have all his babies

breeding kink!jj is acc my weakness

"Your praise kink is outta hand, baby. All I have to do is say good girl and you're instantly wet," JJ laughs, poking your cheek.

You're currently lying down on your couch, both of you on your sides and facing each other. You have a fire going, the quiet crackling filling the air and the warm-toned glow casting over the living room.

Somehow, you'd gotten into the conversation of discussing your kinks. Honestly, it was just the two of you poking fun.

"Oh, please. You're the one who's always begging to fuck me in public. The back of Heyward's, the washroom at The Wreck, the hammock at the chateau..." you list. "You couldn't keep it in your pants if your life depended on it. Needy boy."

"You like how needy I am," he states, rolling his eyes.

You shrug, a teasing grin gracing your features. "Maybe I do."

"You wanna know another kink of mine?"

"Sure. Hit me."

He can't help himself. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Focus, Maybank."

JJ switches your positions, climbing on top of you and caging you in with your back against the couch. He drops some kisses onto your collarbone, and then up to your ear. "I have a massive breeding kink, baby. If I ever fuck you raw, I don't think I'll be able to pull out."

Your heart pounds in your chest, and you can't ignore the fluttering in your core. "Is that so?"

"Mhm. I wouldn't stop filling you up until I was sure that you were carrying my baby in there."

And you're swooning. "Tell me again, J."

He starts pulling at the hem of your pants. "I wanna give you a baby. 'M gonna give you all my damn babies."

concepts

[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.”

[rafeysbafey]

reader trying to crawl away from jjs cock when he’s fucking her in doggy, he pulls her back and says “where you going baby? am i too big you can take it”

slight daddy kink MDNI

jj plowed into you from behind at a brutal pace, hips bucking to meet your ass as he held onto your hips like his life depended on it.

you were on round three with this boy, tears streaming down your reddened face as your body shook with each thrust.

your back was arched as you laid there on all fours, hands gripping the sheets and mouth agap at feeling him reach deep inside you.

the feeling became overwhelming, feeling him destroy your insides at such a brutal pace had your brain all fuzzy.

you tried scooting away, trying to retract yourself from his cock but failed as he slapped your ass, causing a yelp to fall from your lips.

“can’t handle this dick?” he mocked above you, fastening his thrusts as you cried in both pain and pleasure—you couldn’t make out which.

“daddy giving you too much? my cock too big for you to handle?”

“y-yes,” you cried out, agreeing with anything he was saying in hopes he would let up.

but he didn’t.

“too bad, you’re going to take what I give you like the good little slut you are.”

[ervotica]

jj is definitely the type to have a black cat gf and adore the fuck out of her. calls her corny shit like buttercup and cupcake and smears kisses against her scowling face when she gets tired and a little grumpy, even at the whining protests of ‘jayj!’ against his spitslick lips. he loves on her in front of the group despite the fuss he knows she’ll make but inevitably succumb to his irresistible charms (as he puts it).

jj never saves her a seat just so he can tease and tell her to ‘come sit on daddy’s lap, princess.’ (which she will); only to tease her with the nickname in bed the same very night when he’s got her speared open wide on his cock, gasping and whining and grappling for any semblance of purchase against the lean muscle of his torso while he wrings every drop of pleasure he can muster from her aching body.

he knows she loves him when she sidles in close, soft with exhaustion and sleep and snoring against the sharp angle of his jaw, sleep shirt (jj’s tee) half covering the soft swell of her bottom, rucking up when she shuffles to cover more of his body with her own.

he knows she’s temperamental and intolerant, and though that would be enough to steer many guys clear of her, it only reeled him further in.

because all the soft moments are saved for him.

[sociorafe]

CAUGHT RED HANDED — jj.maybank

pairing: jj maybank & fem!reader

summary: keeping your relationship a secret has been pretty easy so far, but when the both of you get carried away one day, it’s hard to defend yourselves when you get caught by fellow pogues.

warnings: making out, marking, dry humping

author’s note: requested by anon, thank you, i had fun writing this! also i just realised that my blog’s aesthetic is rafe and yet somehow i have more jj content lol. oh well. i hope you guys enjoy <3 feedback is appreciated!

taglist: @rafetopia @rvfecamerons @drudyslut @drewstarkeyslut

“Y’know,” you mumble out breathlessly as JJ sucks on the soft skin of your neck. “They could come back any minute.”

You feel JJ smile into his wet kisses, your hands threading into his blonde hair, gently tugging at the roots when he sucks on your sweet spot. He grumbles against your neck.

“What?” You ask, eyes fluttering closed as his lips begin sucking and teeth nibbling. You’re 100% positive that he’ll leave marks and you’re not sure how you’ll explain it to the others. Bad mosquito bite? Maybe a bad reaction to some new lotion? Please, since when did you buy new lotion?

“Jay…” you shift in his lap, your barely covered core rubbing ever so lightly against his crotch. You can feel him through his cargo shorts… so, so, so big. “S-stop. You gotta-gotta stop. Jay, baby. I can’t have you mark me up.”

JJ pulls away with a pop! from your neck. His eyes sparkle as he stares at his handy-work. “And why not? I think I did a pretty good job.”

You roll your eyes, hands sliding out from his hair to rest behind his bare shoulders— his t-shirt thrown somewhere behind you. “You do realise who we’re friends with, right? They literally came up with ‘Pogues don’t mack on other Pogues’. We’re literally breaking that rule and you’re making it obvious.”

JJ hums in thought, “What they won’t know won’t hurt them.”

You suppose he’s right, but still… the others could be back at any moment. They only went out to get some beer and food— a twenty minute errand at the most.

The angel on your shoulder tells you to call it quits before you get caught, but the devil is speaking louder; a few more minutes won’t hurt, in fact, you’ll enjoy this moment a lot more if you kept going.

“Come on,” JJ slides his hands to your hips, gently squeezing the supple flesh as his fingers toy with the waistband of your lacy underwear. “They’ll be arguing over what food to buy anyway, we have plenty of time.”

And with that, it seems he’s convinced you to keep going.

JJ smiles up at you before capturing your lips against his. You turn your head slightly to deepen the kiss and a rogue moan echoes in your throat as you feel his cock twitch beneath you. It feels like torture not having him inside you, so the next best thing is to grind against him until your body feels like putty.

Your hips move slowly at first, feeling the thickness of him through his shorts drives you crazy and you open your mouth slightly to allow JJ to slide his tongue in. You drop a hand from his shoulder to trail down his chest and torso, your own stomach tensing when you feel the hard muscles underneath your fingertips.

JJ pulls away briefly, allowing the two of you to catch your breath; his lips turning red from the force of his kisses.

“Look at you, baby.” He sinks his teeth into his bottom lip as he watches you grind against his erection. It takes everything in him not to flip you over and make you cry out his name. “Could watch you all day—“

His words get cut off by a loud slam.

You stop your movements abruptly, heart hammering in your chest. “What was that?”

Another loud slam and muffled voices now reach your ears. “Fuck! They’re back!” You push off JJ in lightning speed, your head snapping in every direction to find your shorts. “Where the fuck are my shorts?!”

JJ scrambles up from the sofa, diving towards his strewn t-shirt lying on the floor near your feet. His eyes practically bulge out of his head as he tries and helps you find your shorts but for some fucking reason they’ve vanished.

“Now is not the time for things to go missing. Where are they?” You hiss at him. Your heart is beating erratically in your chest.

“I don’t know!” JJ is picking cushions up, books up, pieces of furniture and your shorts are still nowhere to be found. “Look, hey. Just sit on the sofa, put a pillow on your lap and pretend to look comfy. I’ll sit over here and just… sit.”

You freak out at his idea but drop down on the sofa when several footsteps sound from down the hall.

“Hey, we got so much food. Kie and John B didn’t know what to get so… uhhh what’s going on?” Pope looks between you and JJ, one hand on the back of the sofa as he studies the two of you.

Sarah moves into the room next, her eyes landing on your face before swivelling to JJ’s and squinting at his hair. “What’s up with your hair, JJ?”

JJ swipes at his hair until he thinks it looks normal again. It does not.

John B and Kie file in next, the bag of food drops from Kie’s hand and she tries not to laugh. Whereas John B is holding a box crate of beer and if he dares to drop it you know you’ll get the blame for causing a distraction.

“What the hell did you two do?” Kie always figures things out first. “And don’t lie. It’s obvious you two did something. Spill.”

You look over at JJ and he shakes his head. “Nothing. We were just talking the whole time you guys were out.”

You wince at his poor excuse but from the way Pope shrugs his shoulders you think you’ve gotten away with it.

“Yeah, I’m not buying that.” Sarah says, arms folding over her chest. “I mean, if you two were just talking, then why is JJ’s shirt inside out and Y/N, why are your shorts hanging off the back of the couch?”

“Oh.” Is all you have to say. Well. That’s that then. Relationship exposed or whatever.

“Yeah, I’m not dealing with this.” John B turns on his heels and walks back outside with the beer, Pope just nods and follows him. Kie and Sarah give each other a knowing look.

“Pogues don’t mack on other pogues, remember?” Kie says, her head tilting at you but her smile says she’s not even remotely bothered. “Just don’t do it on the sofa next time, we gotta sit there.”

You and JJ nod your heads so quickly you feel as if they’re going to fall off. You both watch Kie leave the room, Sarah trailing behind so slowly but stops just before she’s out of sight. She leans against the wall and points to your neck, “Nice work, JJ, but Y/N you got to cover that up.” Her voice is soft, low, almost as if she doesn’t want the others hearing so you don’t get even more embarrassed. “I’ve got some makeup in John B’s room, use some of that.”

You nod your head, mouthing thank you. Once she’s gone back outside, you stand from the sofa and make your way over to JJ. You slap him on the back of his head. “Ow! What was that for?” He’s rubbing the spot you hit him on.

You stalk out of the room. “That’s for marking me up, dingbat.”

“I love you, though!” He calls from the living room.

“Yeah whatever.” You shout back from John B’s room. “I love you, too.”

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[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

“Give it to me, baby. C’mon,” JJ MAYBANK gestures to you, beckoning you with his sets of fingers flicking towards him as you gun right for him. He stoops, ripe to catch you, strapping his forearms under your thighs as he growls in approval with his teeth sunk low into the skin past his lips. You sling your arms around his neck, bumping the bill of his backwards-cap, so you fix it for him with a giddy lovesick grin.

“Jayj,” you sing, folding your legs around his hips coyly. The alcohol has reached your head, all woozy as you lull back. Preemptively, JJ arches away, counteracting your weight with his to rebalance you and bring you back to him. A tinge of hot color dusts your cheeks from the tipsy intoxication.

“How’re we feelin’, babycakes? You look a little out of it.” he asks but you know he doesn’t care about the answer, he just wants to point out how cute you look when you’ve been drinking. In your little stringy bikini, you let him grab onto your ass as he walks with you in hand. With every step, you jostle limply, breaking eye contact to pick yourself up again. Aware of your drunken state, you grin in spite of yourself, and it curls his lips too. There’s a mischievous gleam in his eyes when you meet his gaze again after you take a while to answer. “There’s my girl.”

“M’feelin’ al-right.” you reply with a committed nod, mustering up an endearingly determined expression as you draw closer to him. Sweetly, he pecks your unresponsive lips, kissing your wet teeth a bit and pulling back a string of saliva between you two that breaks. Instinctively, you chase his mouth, and murmur: “Bored.”

“‘Bored’?” he parrots, playfully incredulous, as if his princess could dare be bored. “You’re bored, huh? Well, that just won’t fly.” He shows you he’s about to drop you with a little double pat to your ass cheek, and you brace yourself for it, landing on your feet and adjusting the straps of your swim suit. “Want another beer? I’ll make it special for you.” His way of making beer from a keg in a red solo cup special is to blow a little kiss on it before he hands it to you. But you’re not interested in that right now.

This beach-side bonfire party had gotten to your head, and now you’re looking for a change of pace, so you grab onto two of his fingers to lead him away. As you walk in front of him, swaying your hips, he gets a glance at your backside stuffed into that teeny bikini bottom and he moans through his nose, head lulling back. He straightens, rolling his tongue between his lips, eyes glued to the way that ass moves when you take a step. “You look fuckin’ good, baby.” He gives you a sharper smack this time, one that makes you face him to hit him scoldingly with a scoff. As if he didn’t just swat you, he holds his arms up in feigned bewildered surrender, mouth gaping in obtuse shock. When the novelty wears off, he drops the act and steps to you. You press your hand to his chest to ward him off, but he checks you out, “You feelin’ slutty?” his low voice isn’t low enough, and you consider shoving him for saying something like that amongst all these people.

Indignantly, your jaw hangs, blinking at him in disbelief as he flashes you a raise of his brows. You concede with a roll of your eyes and a huff, snatching back his hand in which he leisurely follows you by. He knows where he’s going, what you’re about to beg him for. Find your car and finger blast you in the passenger seat until you’re ready to rejoin the party like nothing happened. Maybe if he’s lucky you’ll wanna sit on his cock a bit, play a little game of just-the-tip which always ends in you getting plowed. Warily, he glances over his shoulder to gauge any prying eyes as he lets you lead him away.

[rafesmuse]

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— rafe cameron

sex with frat!rafe while he snaps your bf

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sub!rafe fucking himself between your legs

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— jj maybank

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sneaky sex with roommate!jj

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jj making you squirt during sex

anal sex with best friend!jj

riding fwb!jj while the pogues are downstairs

dom!jj spanking you after you misbehave

slow sex with jj in his room

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[hapinesbuterfiy]

jj maybank's girlfriend ୨୧ ˚ .

bikini box next to her door. her initials etched into the seat of jj's motorcycle. bubblegum flavored vape. coca cola. polaroid camera. messy hair. "how to disappear" by lana del rey. cherry flavored plumping lip gloss. stick & poke "j.m." tattoo under her left tit, done by jj. pogue princess. ribbons tied onto her jean shorts. sarcasm. jj's hand around her neck is her favorite accessory<3

[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."

[shellxrls]

MDNI | 18+ content

jj's definitely the type of bf to inspect your pussy after a good orgasm. sticking his face down there to part your puffy folds with his forefingers, maybe kiss your clit once or twice to feel your body jerk and thrash against him in overstimulation.

"think i got 'er good this time babe, don't know if she'll be able to make a full recovery."

and you have to laugh and slap at his biceps to get his face away from your pussy bcuz the look in his eyes suggests a round two — and as his earlier statement hinted — you were in no way ready for that.

bonus points if you let him cum inside you and part of his little 'inspection' routine includes him scooping the cum up from your sopping hole and spreading it all the way around your pussy until you're crying from the overstimulation and clawing at him to stop with glossy eyes.