#my favorite cheat code

[spacehomos]

Good evening gang

I’m so sweaty, I dropped off my rent just now so I wouldn’t go out thrift shopping tomorrow (no mahney 4 books &/or trinkets) BUT then I found cash in my wallet so…… it’s like I’m not even spending money, so I’m going out thrift shopping tomorrow :)

[galpalkirk]

okay but ttpd is the perfect loustat album

[shopping-mall-of-stims]

Would love a paul matthews stim board with genderfluid stims please, ur the 3rd person ive asked for this so im praying😭

Genderfluid Paul is so neat, I am giving you a gold star for this request. I shall be doing this request immediately.

[blogquantumreality]

[lilhawkeye3]

A Crash Course to Kendrick's Super Bowl Performance, from a Black Woman

Note: this does NOT go in depth into all of the song's lyrics. I don't have time to recount two decades of his discography. This is just a summary of the performance itself.

Let's start with the first visual we get:

UNCLE SAM - most notably recognized from WWII American wartime propaganda, Uncle Sam is the personification of American patriotism and freedom. The term "uncle" is also evocative of Uncle Tom from Uncle Tom's Cabin, an abolitionist book that aided in inciting the Civil War. Uncle is also a very common term (both endearment and derogatory) towards Black men (eg. "unc"). Samuel L Jackson was fantastic. (Edit: and please look up his history of civil rights activism, he was on the FBI watchlist and even a pallbearer at MLKJr’s funeral.)

Uncle Sam also resembles a circus ringleader, notable for my next point:

THE GREAT AMERICAN GAME - no, not Super Bowl. The GAG is us the people being pitted against each other: through late-stage capitalism, through the culture war, through class warfare, through being built of the backs of slaves. We are all players in the GAG because none of us on this site were the oligarchs seated at the inauguration.

This is also seen as Kendrick's stage was a Play Station controller. Not only did it remind of circus rings visually, but it was a game battle stage. The Great American Game is a battle royale of the commoners for the amusement of the rich whites.

Remember the foods / Them color was tin and brown / But now they 100 and blue - For this I'll just say, look what the last election said about lowering the price of eggs... and look at the prices now.

The revolution about to be televised / You picked the right time / But the wrong guy - Election 2024 once more. *Edit to add, the first part of this lyric is in reference to the Black Liberation Song "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" by Gil Scott-Heron. Thanks to everyone who mentioned that.

THE FLAG DANCERS - yes, the dancers formed the US flag... off of the backs of Black people. Not a single white person in sight, and that's true of the cotton pickers in the fields. Plantations are part of how the US came to economic prominence after being a "backwater" colony. Remember tobacco? Cotton? Our bloodlines do. *Edit to add: they also all piled out of a clown car. The US flag in a clown car? Brilliant.

The red and blue dancers are also notable for representing the Crips and Bloods, two infamous street gangs. The dance in Not Like Us is the Crip Walk. I recommend researching more on your own time about them, but just know they are a large part of the stereotype of Black people being "ghetto."

TOO LOUD, TOO RECKLESS, TOO GHETTO. Do you really know how to play the game? - This is exactly what Black people, especially Black men, get told all the time. It's why we change our names on resumes if they sound "too Black." It's why we codeswitch in non-Black company. This is especially rich considering how non-Black people love our culture and love to make money off of us, as the latter part of the quote points to. And it's even more profound during the Super Bowl-- the NFL is majority Black players.

STREET LIGHT A CAPELLA -- "thug" stereotype dancers to counteract the a capella connotations, with Uncle Sam then saying that Kendrick figured out "bringing other street guys around being a culture cheat code." Yes, this is a direct hit at Drake (listen to "Not Like Us") but also politically. Look up "model minority". Notably I would point to Candace Owens, or the Miami Venezuelan political group that's been in the news recently, especially as this directly led to Kendrick being surrounded by...

DANCERS IN WHITE -- it's white America. That's... that's the allegory.

NOT LIKE US TEASER -- Kendrick says "Not Like Us" is "their favorite song." -> he means white people specifically here. It comes after he's surrounded by all white dancers, the women around him who are his call and response are also in white (my opinion, they represent the industry). He's saying "Not Like Us" is the favorite of yts because it is about BLACK MEN FIGHTING. This again is reflected in the video game stage and ringleader Uncle Sam.

SZA -- instead of giving what they want, we see SZA. She's one of Drake's exes and Kendrick has always supported her.

ALL THE STARS -- This was in the first Black Panther movie, which I recommend you watch. Rest in Power Chadwick. Notably, this movie was incredibly mainstream as a major Marvel movie, and then we have Uncle Sam say...

"THAT'S WHAT AMERICA WANTS: NICE AND CALM. DON'T MESS THIS UP" -- translation: Marvel (the industry, America, etc.) wanted a safe, semi-pop song because white American likes safe pop songs, not Kendrick's usual heavy rap style about his life as a Black man! Don't mess up what you've got going mainstream for having this "Black rap feud" with Drake, who is an R&B model minority to white people because he's safe.

So what does Kendrick say?

IT'S A CULTURAL DIVIDE / IMMA GET IT ON THE FLOOR -- He was warned not to be political or apologetically Black for this Super Bowl performance, but he is using this big stage opportunity to speak out.

40 ACRES AND A MULE / THIS IS BIGGER THAN THE MUSIC -- 40 acres and a mule are what the freed slaves were promised. Instead, this land went to white sharecroppers. Research Jim Crow laws.

THEY TRIED TO RIG THE GAME / BUT YOU CAN'T FAKE INFLUENCE -- rig the election, rig the industry like with model minority Drake, rig the Great American Game with culture war to distract from active class warfare.

NOT LIKE US -- the only thing I'll mention because it made me holler is Serena Williams crip walking on Drake's metaphorical grave. She's another one of his exes (read: Drake harassed the hell out of her). *Edit: she was also fined at the 2012 Olympics for crip walking in celebration at Wimbledon.

TURN THE TV OFF -- exactly like he said! The TV is a distraction, the Super Bowl is a distraction, the mainstream news is often a distraction. Turn it off and get with your people!

GAME OVER — could not see this on my stream but at the end of the performance, the lights in the stadium spelled this out. The world is watching, America…

In conclusion, Kendrick Lamar is a visionary and thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

[funsizedcrow]

revali..........

[ilovemilestellersmoustache]

Say my Name and Everything Just Stops

Bob Reynolds x Thunderbolts!reader

Summary: If Bob and you were only platonic, absolutely no other feelings… Then why do you feel sick to your stomach when he looks at her like that?

WC: 3.K

*Might have to remake this with more specifics to the song because I added the song after writing it because it lowkey fit the storyline a bit*

⸻

You weren’t sure when it happened.

One day, you were just another warm body at a mission briefing, nodding through tactical discussions, biting your tongue through Alexei’s grating pep talks and Valentia’s obligatory press training. You showed up, suited up, cleaned up, and tried not to get killed. That was the job. That was the team.

Then, somehow, somewhere along the line… you and Bob Reynolds got attached at the hip.

Not officially. Not romantically. Not even consciously, really. You didn’t talk about it. There were no glances across the room filled with meaning, no loaded conversations behind closed doors. It was never dramatic.

It was something quieter. Subtler. Like gravity.

If you were in the kitchen making coffee in the morning, hair tied back, hoodie halfway off your shoulder, still trying to blink the sleep from your eyes, Bob was always there, standing beside you like he’d been summoned. Making tea. Or at least pretending to. Half the time his mug stayed empty, forgotten on the counter while he hovered behind you, offering sugar before you even asked, or opening the fridge before you could.

He wasn’t loud. He wasn’t even particularly expressive. But he was there. His presence made the sterile, metal and glass Tower kitchen feel less like a military bunker and more like home. It was in the little things. The way he shifted when you reached past him. The way he knew how you liked your coffee and made sure no one else drank from your favorite mug. The way he stood just close enough that you could feel his heat at your back.

Game nights made it worse.

Or better, depending on who you asked.

Every week, like clockwork, someone would suggest it usually Alexei or Yelena, high on boredom and low on impulse control. Uno, Jenga, some Russian board game that none of you understood but that Alexei insisted was “better than Monopoly.”

No matter the game, no matter the teams, somehow you and Bob always ended up on the same side. It wasn’t on purpose. No one assigned you to him. It just… happened. You’d be sitting on opposite couches, and by the time the game began, you’d be side by side. Synced up. Aligned.

Charades became a blood sport. You and Bob didn’t even need words. One raised eyebrow from you, and he was guessing the entire plot of The Matrix. He mimed a single motion, and you blurted out Jaws before anyone else even understood it was a movie.

“I don’t even know how they’re communicating,” John muttered one night, tossing a card at Bucky. “They didn’t say a word. Are they cheating? They’re probably cheating.”

“Y/N and Bob have their own frequency,” Ava mumbled from the corner, arms folded but the ghost of a smile tugging at her mouth.

Then came the promo events.

Photoshoots. Talk shows. Those absurd staged press moments where Valentina shoved you all into matching black tactical gear and called it “branding.”

You and Bob migrated toward each other like it was coded into your DNA. Unconscious. Effortless.

Cameras flashed and you were already beside him your shoulder brushing his arm, his hand resting just near the small of your back, not touching, but almost. Always almost. And somehow, no matter how stiff or awkward he looked beside the rest of the team, when he stood next to you, Bob’s shoulders loosened just enough. His eyes softened. His lips curved, barely.

Protective. Steady. Yours.

That’s how it felt.

And still, you told yourself it wasn’t anything.

Just comfort. Just familiarity.

But at night when the compound dimmed, and the war room was dark, and the wind whispered against the windows you started to hear it.

The softest knock. A pause. Then the door creaking open.

He never needed to ask.

He stepped inside like he didn’t want to make a sound, curls still damp from a rushed shower, wearing the same old hoodie that hung loose on his tall frame. Sometimes he’d say your name like a question. Most nights, he just climbed into your bed with a sigh so deep it curled in your chest.

He never reached for you. Not at first.

He just drifted closer, closer until his forehead was resting on your collarbone, his breath warm against your skin, his body folding around you like ivy.

And you’d always find your fingers in his hair. Threading, soothing, grounding. Like they were meant to be there. Like you’d done it a thousand times.

He always fell asleep that way. The Sentry. The most powerful being on Earth. Curled up around you, clinging to the quiet, tucked in by your heartbeat.

And you thought you were subtle. You thought it was private.

You thought no one knew.

Until the night John Walker walked in.

You’d been half asleep, humming something soft while combing your fingers through Bob’s tangled curls. He was a deadweight against you, long limbs twisted around yours, chest rising in the steady rhythm of someone deep, deep asleep.

The door slammed open.

“Y/N! You gotta see the new tech—I finished the—”

He froze.

You cracked an eye open.

Bob didn’t even stir.

And John… just stood there, blinking. Processing. His mouth opened and closed twice before he backed out like he’d walked in on a hostage negotiation.

“…I’ll come back later,” he muttered, nearly tripping over your laundry basket on the way out.

That was the end of the secret.

The next morning at breakfast, the teasing came with knives.

Yelena leaned across the table with a smug little grin. “So… Bob. Y/N. How long has the co-sleeping initiative been active?”

You choked on your coffee. Nearly died.

Bob flushed so red his ears matched his hoodie.

Ava didn’t even try to hide her smirk. “Please. We’ve all seen it. They’re like cats. Always draped over each other. It’s gross. It’s adorable. I hate it.”

“Just don’t bring it on the jet,” John muttered into his eggs. “Some of us like to fly without PDA-induced nausea.”

You didn’t answer. Neither did Bob.

You didn’t have to.

It wasn’t like that, you told yourself.

It was just Bob. It was just you.

But when your eyes met across the kitchen when his hand brushed yours reaching for the honey, and his fingertips lingered just a little longer than necessary, you wondered if maybe it wasn’t just anything.

Maybe it was everything.

And you’d just been too scared to name it.

⸻

Until the charity gala.

You’d pulled out all the stops.

The gown was custom silk that hugged every curve like it was made for you (because it was), with a low, sloping back that shimmered under the chandelier light like molten metal. The color was blood-red, deliberate. You wore it with graceful confidence . Your hair was swept into soft waves that kissed your collarbones. And your eyes, lined lit with something vulnerable and electric, scanned the ballroom for one person.

Bob Reynolds.

He arrived late.

Tugging awkwardly at the cuffs of a tailored suit that fit too well for how uncomfortable he looked in it. Hair combed, clean shaven, tall as hell and radiating nervous energy. You turned the moment he walked in.

He stopped in the doorway when he saw you.

And for the briefest second, everything else in the glittering, champagne soaked ballroom dimmed. His eyes locked on yours across the crowd and something passed between you. Something that hit you low in the chest, unspoken and sharp. You almost smiled.

But then he looked away.

Fast. Like it burned. And he didn’t approach. Not even close. In fact, every time you started to drift toward his side of the room, champagne in hand, casual and hopeful he moved. Ducking away under the guise of conversation or needing air. It was obvious. Painfully so. He was avoiding you.

By the time everyone was seated and smiling for cameras at the table, your chest ached from it.

Had you misunderstood everything?

The closeness, the late nights, the way he always reached for you without thinking, was that just friendship? Just comfort? Had you embarrassed yourself in front of the whole team?

And then came the woman.

An older socialite, jeweled and charming, grabbed Bob by the elbow with a too-knowing smile. She gestured to a girl in satin blue, pretty, long-limbed, her laugh high and flirtatious. Bob looked panicked for a split second. Then he smiled. Small. Polite. He let the woman lead him away.

From across the ballroom, you watched.

The girl touched his arm. He leaned in to hear her. Laughed at something she said. All the alcohol he downed making his eye contact extremely well, didn’t matter that he looked a little stiff. A little out of place. From where you were standing, it looked like he could love her.

And it broke you.

You didn’t say goodbye. Just slipped your clutch under your arm and moved. Valentina caught your elbow at the door.

“Where are you going? You haven’t even spoken to—”

“I don’t feel well,” you said, voice brittle.

“Y/N—”

But you were already gone.

⸻

The Tower was silent when you returned.

You didn’t turn on the lights. Didn’t go to your room. Just stepped into the elevator and punched the button for the roof like muscle memory.

The city stretched below you in a haze of gold and glass. Cold wind bit at your shoulders through the fabric of your dress, but you didn’t care. You needed the air. The silence. The distance from the noise in your head.

Why had he avoided you? Did you look bad? Did he regret all those nights he spent in your bed not with you, but beside you? Holding onto you like you were his only anchor?

You blinked hard against the tears stinging your lashes.

Don’t cry. Don’t be stupid. You’re not sixteen.

The door creaked behind you.

You didn’t move. But your heart knew.

Bob.

He stepped out slow, breath ragged, suit jacket flapping slightly in the wind. His tie was crooked. His hair was messy. He looked like he’d been running.

“You left,” he said quietly, almost breathless.

“I did,” you murmured, arms crossed against the chill.

“I couldn’t find you.”

“I saw you,” you replied, voice sharper than you meant. “You were busy.”

A pause.

“Y/N…” His voice cracked. “It wasn’t what it looked like.”

“I’m not stupid,” you snapped. “She was gorgeous. Polished. Exactly the kind of girl a mother would want for her son-in-law.”

He flinched. “That’s not what I want.”

“No?” You turned now, eyes shining in the low rooftop light. “Because you looked like you were having a great time. Like you were relieved not to be around me.”

“I was avoiding you.”

That stopped you cold.

“I know.”

Bob took a step closer, then another. “You walked into that room and I forgot how to breathe. You were… radiant. Like something out of a dream I wasn’t supposed to be having. And all I could think was, Don’t ruin this. Don’t touch her. Don’t make it weird. So I panicked.”

You stared, wind whipping your hair around your face.

“You avoided me because I looked nice?”

“I avoided you,” he said, stepping right into your space, “because if I didn’t, I was going to tell you I loved you. In front of Valentina. And three senators. And six photographers.”

Your lips parted, but no sound came out.

He laughed, but it was soft. Raw.

“You don’t know what you do to me, Y/N. I can’t think straight when you’re near me. I haven’t had a full night’s sleep unless I’m next to you. You touch me just, like, hand on my arm or fingers in my hair and the world goes quiet. You make me feel like I’m not broken.”

“Bob…” you whispered, tears threatening again.

He took your hands gently. “I don’t know when it happened. I just know I’m in love with you. And if I messed this up tonight… I’m sorry. But I had to tell you.”

You let out a laugh. Choked and wet and unbelieving.

“You idiot,” you said, pressing your forehead to his. “You beautiful, stupid, sweet idiot. I’ve been in love with you since the first time you handed me coffee without asking how I take it.”

His breath hitched. “You have?”

“Obviously.”

The kiss came easy.

Soft, like first light. Like every moment between you had been leading to this, every brush of hands, every shared blanket, every look across the table when no one else was watching. He cupped your face like it was sacred. You buried your hands in his curls like they belonged there. Because they did.

The city sparkled below. And in the quiet, with the wind, and the stars above, the noise finally stopped.

⸻

You woke up in his arms the next morning. Again.

Only this time, your lipstick was smudged on his jaw. His tie was still on your bedroom floor. And when Bucky walked in to grab the TV remote, he paused at the sight of you two curled up, a sleepy smile tugging at his mouth.

“About damn time,” he muttered, shutting the door again.

Neither of you moved.

You were too busy holding onto everything you’d been scared to lose.

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A/N: PLEASE I NEED MORE IDEAS OR LIKE SONGS TO WRITE THINGS BASED OFF 💔

[formulaonecrumbs]

making space for you 🧡

Lando Norris x gf!reader (though gender isn’t specified and reader is set as a model idk)

summary: Lando Norris wants his girlfriend to move in but doesn’t have the nerve to ask directly, so he starts dropping subtle (and not-so-subtle) hints. She starts catching on.

warnings: none that i can think of. it’s just pure tooth-rotting fluff.

A/N: FIRST WRITTEN FIIICC RAAHHH!!! i’ve had this in my drafts (off tumblr) for weeks. i don’t put my writing many places so this is special 😇 i hope y’all don’t hate it because i kind of love it errmmmm ANYWAYS enjoy! happy reading 🫶 p.s. can one of y’all give me prompts, i’m so lost rn. my asks are always open ♡︎ LOVE U BABIES MWAH 💋

Lando was acting suspicious again.

Not in a cheating way. No—he was still very much the golden retriever boyfriend who texted goodnight with a heart and a photo of his feet hanging off the hotel bed. But suspicious in the “I’m clearly hiding something but I think I’m being slick about it” kind of way.

You first noticed it when you came back from Milan. You’d just wrapped a runway show and all you wanted was to crawl into Lando’s ridiculously oversized bed and not speak to another human for at least twelve hours.

Instead, you walked into his closet to steal one his hoodies, as you usually did, and found your clothes—folded. Color-coded. Already in there.

“You reorganize now?” you asked, raising a brow as he leaned against the doorframe, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he grinned. “It’s practical.”

“Is it?”

“You’re here, like, half the time,” he shrugged. “Makes sense.”

“Except I have a place five minutes from here.”

“Which you barely use.”

He wasn’t wrong. Still. Weird.

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The next time, it was the bathroom.

A whole drawer. Toothbrush, hairbrush, your favorite moisturizer, that one serum you can never find in the UK—he’d somehow gotten it shipped from Paris. Though, he was Lando Norris, you should’ve expected it.

You squinted at him when you found it.

He shrugged again. “I know your skin freaks out if you switch products. Thought I’d help.”

“I could’ve brought it myself.”

“Yeah, but this way, you don’t have to.” His grin widened. “Aren’t I the best boyfriend ever?”

“You’re something,” you muttered, though your cheeks flushed all the same.

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But then there were his socks in your designated drawer. Your shampoo replaced by full-sized bottles of his favorites. His phone charger always “accidentally” ending up in your purse. A second key to his flat mysteriously showing up in your handbag, like it walked there itself.

You weren’t dumb. He was doing something. Slowly. Subtly.

But he wouldn’t say it.

Not once did the words “move in” pass his lips. You knew because you’d started counting how many days he danced around it.

Seventeen.

Seventeen days of hints and nudges and one very suspicious IKEA receipt.

So naturally, you decided to make him squirm.

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“Baby,” you called one afternoon, holding up a pair of his boxers from your laundry basket. “Why is your underwear here?”

Lando peeked up from his phone, lying on the sofa with his feet draped over the armrest. “We share laundry now. Efficient, no?”

“You’re not even here half the week.”

He smirked. “Yet my socks keep ending up in your drawer. Funny, that.”

“Funny…” You narrowed your eyes. “You planning on invading more drawers, Mr. Norris?”

“Just testing the waters,” he said smoothly, like it wasn’t a completely weird thing to say.

You sat beside him, kicking his legs off so you could steal his spot. “You know, normal people ask their girlfriends to move in with them.”

“Is that so?”

“Mhm. It’s this crazy concept called communication. You should try it.”

Lando turned his head, giving you that boyish smile—the one that got him out of trouble and into most people’s hearts. “And if I were to ask you… what would you say?”

You tilted your head, pretending to think. “Depends.”

“On what?”

“On whether I get full control of the bathroom cabinet or not.”

“You already have it!”

“Then maybe I’d say yes.”

He grinned, looking relieved. “So, hypothetically… if I didn’t want to ask because it’s terrifying and what if you say no and break my poor fragile heart—”

“You’re so dramatic.”

“—hypothetically, would it be okay if I just kept sneakily merging our lives until one day you wake up and realize we already live together?”

You bit your lip, trying not to laugh. “That’s literally what you’re doing.”

“Subtlety is a skill.”

“No, it’s avoidance.”

He poked your knee. “It’s a love language.”

“Yours is physical touch and being annoying.”

“And yours is pretending you don’t like when I’m annoying.”

You smiled then, small and soft. The look in your eyes not less amused, but now accompanied by complete fondness and love. “You’re right.”

“I usually am,” he said, full of himself.

You nudged his shoulder. “Fine. Let’s do it.”

He blinked. “Do what?”

“Move in.”

His mouth dropped open for a second. “Wait—you’re serious?”

You shrugged. “You said it, didn’t you? I already basically live here. Might as well make it official.”

Lando stared, like he didn’t believe you. “You want to move in with me? Like… permanently?”

“I’ve tolerated your snoring for over a year. I think I can handle the rest.”

He laughed, pulling you into his arms, half crushing you in a hug, peppering every inch of your face with kisses. “You have no idea how happy you just made me.”

“I think I do,” you said against his chest. “You’ve been plotting this since December.”

“Okay, maybe I’ve had a Pinterest board since November—don’t judge.”

You groaned. “Oh my god. You’re ridiculous.”

“I just wanted it to feel like home. Like ours. Not just mine.”

You pulled back to look at him, my expression softened. It always seemed soften with him. “It already does, Lando.”

His eyes softened, voice gentler. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Good,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Because I already ordered us a matching towel set.”

You laughed into his hoodie, shaking your head.

Of course he did.

[simpingforheros]

Jason’s Girl??

Pairing: Jason Todd X Female! Reader

Summary: Wait, Jason had a girlfriend? And he’s whipped for her? And she’s Hot?????

Warning: Fluff, a little bit of SMUT, Miscommunication, Dick being Dick, Established Relationship, Female Pronouns, Ass Harassment (you’ll see what I mean), Groping, Jason being a jackass to Dick. Toxic! Jason towards his own family, Implied Oral (m receiving), Actual Oral (F receiving) , doggy style, Choking, Fingering, face grabbing, dumbification, degergation, pet names, consensual recording, lipstick marks, tattoos.

Author’s Note: I’m back again to harassing @jjenthusee again because they had the nerve to not only inspire me with one diabolical fanart to make me write this, but then they had the audacity to show me this so yea, yall are getting some Jason being a whipped boyfriend. Also my first smut ever so please give me critiques.

AN: Part 2, Part 3

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"Oh Jason-" Dick's voice fills the air as he waltzes over to Jason as he sits in front of the Batcomputer with a charismatic smile. Jason swears that he saw the devil in that smile as his older brother asks,

"So, Wally and Roy wanna go out to the bar tonight and I know you are off and have nothing to do, sooooo, would you mind covering for me for patrol?"

Dick was already mentally planning all his pick up lines for all the attractive individuals he wanted to spend the night with before Jason casually bursts his bubble.

"No. Got plans." Jason grumbles, already annoyed with Dick. He was trying to focus on his work so he can leave as fast as he can. The clicks of the mouse emphazies Dick's frustration as he says.

"Brooding and looking at 'Hot Milfs near me with Guns' does not count as plans.' His blank tone becomes a whine as he begs, "Come on, Jay. Ever since my break up with Star-!"

"You mean you cheating on Kori with Barbara again?"

Dick glares at Tim from over his shoulder as he snaps at him.

"Shut up, Timmy Turner."

His eyes become begging pools as he looks to Jason. "Help your older brother get laid and work my patrol for me. I promise to cover for you Monday...."

Jason scoffs as he knows Dick wouldn't return the favor once Monday rolls around. He stands up from his chair as he grabs his helmet. All the reports are done, meaning he was officially done until his patrol route on Monday.

Dick groans and follows Jason to his motorcycle. "Jay, Bro. I'm serious. Please help me out."

Jason smiles at Alfred as he sees the old butler waiting for him by the bike with a gift bag in hand. He takes the bag as he says, "Thanks, Alfred."

The butler smiles as he says, "I hope you two enjoy them. I used Martha Wayne's famous white macadamia nut cookie recipe. I remember you told me they were her favorite."

"Her??" Dick gasps as Jason gets onto his bike. Dick stands in front of the bike while holding the bars. "You're leaving your brother high and dry for some girl? I thought Bro Code overpowers any flings."

That's all Dick remembers Jason having. Every relationship Jason had that Dick was aware of was either flings or toxic messes. Hell, He was dating Slade's daughter a couple years ago and she literally tries to kill him. Why does Jason even refuse the chance to bash evil-doers' skulls in for a random chick?

Jason rolls his eyes as he places his helmet on his head. "Can't really help you if you are too insecure to keep a woman in the first place."

Dick snaps at him as he jumps from the front of the bike as Jason reves it up before darting out of the Batcave.

"I AM NOT INSECURE!!!"

Tim peaks down at the runway as he says, "I mean...it says a lot if you can't pick between two women..."

Tim's words die in this throat as he was met with Dick's glare. Alfred chuckles at the following argument that begins to fill the Batcave as he hopes Mistress (Y/N) enjoys the cookies.

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"Shitttt...."

He groans as Dick rolls off of Roy's couch with a splitting head ache. The effects of last night filling his senses as he stumbles to stand up . He would have been better off going on patrol instead of paying Duke 50 grand to take his patrol. The very fact that Duke was also rich but still insisted that he paid solely on Principle made Dick respect and loathe Th Signal.

But having that 50k would have been better than the lack of action he got. Apparently women currently preferred exploring the pumpkin patch that is Roy and Wally instead of the Romi Beauty that was Dick.

The socks on both the main and guest bedroom tauts him as he starts to throw on some comfortable clothes before heading out of the door. Maybe he can go for a run before heading back to Bludhaven...

Then a sight catches his eyes as a pretty little thing trotted up the stairs. Her (H/C) hair was in a protective hair style leaving her clean face exposed as her long lashes grazes her cheek bones. Her eyes focusing on the cell phone in her hand as Dick's eyes hungrily scanned her figure. She breathed a certain casually put together woman on her day off as she moved gracefully in her baggy sweat pants concealed by the over sized zip-up that was hanging off her shoulder, exposing her pretty skin. The lack of strapage on her shoulder that made Dick’s mouth water at the possibly that this little minx was just casually out without a proper top or maybe without a bra.

As she reaches what he assumed to be her apartment door, Dick tries to straighten his walk a little bit as he beats her to the door. His hand resting on the door as he was leaning against it, trying to appear as the charming billionaire’s son that he always used to get women.

“Hey there.” Dick says smoothly as the girl cocks an eyebrow at him. “I didn’t know I was in heaven until I saw you over here, Angel.”

The girl cringes and covers her mouth as she tries not to burst out laughing in his face. Dick takes it as his flirtation working as she gives him a polite smile.

Maybe he can get laid afterall…

“That was pretty corny, I’ll give you that.” She admits before she starts to turn her door knob to go back into her apartment.

Dick panics as he says, “I’m Dick by the way. Well I mean Richard, but everyone calls me Dick.”

A knowing look on her face appears as she says, “I’m not surprised.”

He gently places his hand on her arm as he says, “I don’t normally do this, but can I get your number?” His charm game up to its maximum potential as he gives her the look all women swoon over. The look that at least lets him get away with the shit he had done to Kori and Barbara at least.

The woman looks at him with the most disinterested look as she says, “Nope.”

“No?” Dick asks as she nods.

“N. o. No.” She says as she pulls away from him. “My boyfriend is inside and unless you want him to kick your ass, I’m gonna go inside and enjoy my anniversary.”

In Dick’s half drunken stupor, he takes the rejection as one of those white lies that women tell strange men so they would leave them alone. Of course she wouldn’t be receptive to some stranger appearing outside of her apartment at whatever fucking time it was in the morning…

“Oh really? What makes you think your ‘boyfriend’ and kick my ass?” He teases. “Is he big and scary?”

Her smirk deepens as a twinkle of mischief and annoyance makes her eyes pop. “He is very big and very very scary…”

Her confidence only egged Dick on as he says, “Baby, I’m from Gotham and I don’t know what counts as scary here in Jump City…”

A diabolical giggle escapes her lips as she says lightly. “Oh you’re from Gotham? So is my boyfriend. I’m actually moving there next weekend. You two probably know each other…”

Before Dick could respond, her fist knocks hard against the wood as she calls out through the door. “Jason Baby, I need you!”

‘Jason?…No it can’t be….’ Dick thoughts before heavy steps came to the door and pulled it open, and to Dick’s horror, there stood Jason Peter Todd in a pair of grey sweatpants and a tight white tee shirt with the bold red letters saying, ‘ I <3 my girlfriend and her phat ass’

Dick probably would have laughed his ass off if he currently didn’t feel like pissing himself under Jason’s glare. With his eyes still glaring at Dick, he asks the woman, “Yeah, Princess? Is my brother bothering you?”

His arms across over his chest, emphasizing the way the shirt make his biceps bulge out as his girlfriend giggles.

“I figured that’s who he was and no he isn’t.” She says softly as she stands up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek. “He just didn’t believe me when I told him about my big scary man.”

Jason’s eyes soften as he flicks over to her. His hand instinctively grabbing the bag from her hand that Dick didn’t even notice, most likely take out from a restaurant. “You got us breakfast? I could have cooked us something.”

“Yea, but you looked too sweet sleeping and I know you’ve been having a hard week.” She says as she takes off the zip up that Dick now realizes was Jason’s. Oh lord did Dick wish she didn’t take it off.

Now the vixen was in a tube top and a pair of black sweat pants with ‘I <3 my boyfriend’ curving deliciously across the seat. Dick’s eyes didn’t linger long as the temptress snaps her fingers in his face.

“Hey, that’s not yours to look at.” She scolds him, which causes Jason to chuckle. Her eyes looked up to Jason with a playful warmth as she says, “I’m gonna head in and plate the food.”

Jason decides to be a tease and cups her ass while she squeals. “You just need to sit on the table to plate mine.” Her lightly swatting him causes him to laugh as she walks into the apartment.

She calls out over her shoulder. “Bye, Dick! I hope you get that insecurity issue looked at!”

Dick gaps at the blatant insult as he looks up to his younger brother for support. Jason’s shoulders shake as he tries to contain his laughter. It was disturbing to Dick to see Jason so happy…

“You really let her speak to your innocent brother like that?…”

Jason’s eyebrow shoots up as he says, “First of all, you’re as innocent as everyone in Arkham, and second, I’m not her handler. She’s a grown woman who obviously can handle herself,”

“Jay~” a purr comes from the inside of the apartment that causes a stir in both of the men. An evil glint passes through Jason’s face as he says to Dick.

“See ya later!” Before Dick could respond, Jason already had the door close as the eruption of laughter fills the hallway.

Shit….

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It wasn’t until a week later that Dick realizes what Jason had planned for him as revenge for flirting with his girlfriend.

Jason had brought (Y/N) to Wayne manor to meet everyone after it was brought to life that she was not only not a fling, but a serious long term girlfriend. Jason somehow hid the fact that he had been dating for 2 years fucking years.

Alfred knew the couple’s love story before they even walked through the door as he delightfully told them about how Jason, who was brooding about his break up with Rose Wilson, met (Y/N) at Roy’s apartment complex after he witnessed her beat up some loser.

Apparently Jason couldn’t wait to tell Alfred all about it after he managed to get her to go out with him and the rest was history.

Barbara also knew about it after Jason came to her asking advice on certain gifts to give her. The ginger practically fawned over (Y/N) as soon as she came through the door.

Honestly, everyone kinda fawned over the couple as they can see the magnetic connection between them. It was clear to everyone that Jason had finally found his match and the shit eating grin on his face whenever he locked eyes with Dick made him more sure of it.

It was the same grin as he had in those videos he sent Dick moments before he arrived. Dick can still recall the video like he was the one to experience it like a delightful nightmare.

It started simple enough. (Y/N)’s flustered face filled the screen as Jason's hand cups her face. Her light pants and her red-stained lips shined with what Dick assumed to be spit as his brother's thumb swiped at her bottom lip. The already smudged red lipstick stained her skin as Jason began to coo at her.

"Aw, Princess, your lipstick is smudged." He almost sounds like he's mocking her with how sweet he sounded. "I guess it does matter, right? Because you look so fucking pretty."

Her eyes shined at the praise as she pressed her cheek further into his palm. Her voice melted like sugar as she asked him.

"You really think I'm pretty?" Her eyes almost shine mischievously as she asks him. "Does that mean I made your cock pretty too?"

Jason chuckles as he presses his thumb into her mouth, pressing lightly on her tongue as he coos. "I think you're very pretty. Especially when you choke on my cock and paint it red with your sweet lips."

Pulling his thumb out as she whines, he gently pushes her down onto the bed as it shows her in the same exact outfit she had on the day she and Dick met. Her hands go to pull off her clothes when Jason stops her with a single hand.

"Nah, baby. He ain't seeing all of your goods." Revealing that the video was made specifically for Dick to see before the video ends.

While Dick understood Jason's message from the first clip of the video, he couldn't help both the curiosity and the string in his own pants to watch the other video sent right after that one.

“Fuck, Jason!” Her moans filling the speakers as her eyes were screwed shut. Her nose scrunched in the cutest way as Dick made notes of what all looked different on her.

Her skin was shining with sweat and her hair frayed from the friction between it and the sheets. Her exposed skin was now flushed with a soft trail of bite marks blemishing the sea of smoothness. The camera was placed so he can see all of her except for her cunt which was obstructed by the mass of black hair that he assumed was Jason devouring her like a dog.

His movements remaining steady as he eagerly digged his nose into her folds as her manicured hands forced him in deeper. Her breathless moans and high pitched squeals as Jason begins to fill her unseen hole with his fingers while he began to solely suck her clit.

"Baby... Please...." She begged as she tried to grind her hips into his mouth, but the iron grip of his hand on her thigh prevented that as she cried. "Please let me cum...I've been a good girl for you...please let me cum...."

Dick swore he almost came into his own pants at the sweet sound of her begging.

Jason chuckles against her skin as she whines in frustration. He pulls away from her cunny only enough to where his head still blocked the view of it from the camera.

"Aw princess, you forgot the game..." He scolds her as his fingers seemed to go faster inside her. Her moans becoming almost pornographic as the stimulation and her impending orgasm was being played out of her. "Who does this sweet girl belong to?"

"Y-you, Jason" She pants out her answer as makes a noise that sounded like he didn't believe her. His free hand grabbing the propped up camera and bringing it around so only she was in the shot.

The heavy rising and falling of her covered chest filled Dick's vision as the soft squelching of her cunt being finger fucked serenaded him.

"You sure about that? You didn't seem too disinterested in Dick when he was hitting on you earlier...Maybe you were too cock hungry to even care about whose cock would fill you."

Her head shakes in denial as she whines as the squelching quiets down. "No, I only want you, Jay."

"Yeah? You mean it. Princess?"

Her head frantically nods as her eyes glass over. Her hips try to roll into his hand as the camera shifts a little to her hips. A tattoo coming into the frame. A small red heart with the initials 'JPT' written in cursive right beside it.

The video ends there before the final video is switched on by Dick, whose on the edge of his seat now.

The beginning shot shows her now on her knees with her head down to the mattress. Her cheek was presses against the slightly red stained sheets as her plump ass was raised, only being propped by a pillow under her hips to cover any view to the front of her pubic area. Jason held her hands to her back as his hips were pressed against the back her hips. Her whining and incoherent babble as she tries to roll her hips back into him earns a firm slap to her ass as Jason smirks.

The first time Dick saw Jason in the video and he was still wearing that stupid white shirt with the " I <3 my girlfriend and her phat ass" on it. However, red lipstick now stained the collar of the shirt and his neck. His own face was smeared in some red lipstick as he smirks down at her.

"Aw, is my princess ready to be fucked dumb?" He asked down to her as she mewls. Her grinding hips pressing into his pelvis as Jason moves his shirt out of the way. The move seemed intentional as the newly exposed skin showed a matching heart tattoo with what Dick assumed to be her initials just on Jason's Adonis belt.

"Baby?" Jason asks as his voice lowers an octave. His hand reaches around her neck and pulls her up by her neck as she chokes a gasps. His hips now thrusting deep into her as the pillow still hides the sinful union from the camera.

"I asked you a question," Jason whispers as his voice becomes gravelly. His hand flexed as he choked her, but it was obvious that he wasn't grabbing her as hard as he could.

(Y/N) cries as tears roll down her face as her whimpers fill the room. The bottom half of her face was now stained pink with no other evidence of the red lipstick remaining. Her now free hand reached around and cupped Jason's ass, encouraging him to fuck her insides up as she finally answers him.

"Yes, please...I need it, Jason. I need you..."

Jason growls as his pace quickens as the nasty sound of their skin clapping almost overpowered her squeals as she takes it.

"You little minx..." He whispers as he slams her down onto the mattress before pulling her hips back to his. His hips slamming into her jiggling ass as she whimpers. Drool and tears cover her face as she mumbles out praises.

"So full...So big...can't get enough..." She whimpers as Jason smirks from above her. "No one else could match you...I love you, Jason."

"I love you too, Baby." He whispers as his hand slips around her hips and begins to rub circles into her hidden clit. Her squeals became high-pitched pants as her climax began to rise.

Jason's other hand reaches for the camera as he whispers his final message to the camera.

"Maybe Dick can learn how a real man should treat his woman..."

Let's just say that Dick remained silent in his room with a stomach ache as he learned that Jason was both crazy and the luckiest son of a bitch he ever met....

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Author's Note: I will never forgive Dick for the shit he pulled against Babs and Kori so enjoy my revenge. Also, let me know what you thought of my first smut. I didn't commit to a full one because I was scared lol. And thank you @jjenthusee for the inspo again and I promise I'll quit the harassment for now.

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you ready ? | carlos sainz

summary; when one time in ibiza, you made a deal with a random spanish man that if if in 5 years you weren't dating someone you would marry him... it's been 5 years !

pairing; carlos sainz x diplomat!reader

warnings; swearing ?? english isn't my first language !

an; also i'm taking requests pleaseeeeee give me scenarios i would gladly make them

fc; chiara king

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yourusername me after doing handstands in the pool to impress him but see ya in 5 years ig

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carlossainz55 fell in love with her way before that deal trust me ! can't believe i actually get to call you MY wife after 3 years of relationship and the best years of my life, i love you y/n more than you could ever imagine ❤️

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yourbestfriend WELP I LOVE YOU GUYS

yourusername i love you too carlos and i think you've got an idea of how much i love you

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♥ SELF AWARE PHAINON

self aware phainon shit cuz uh hwy not :3 and I am ON FIRE I wrote like 3 fics already

You weren’t sure when it started. Maybe it was the way his dialogue felt too personal, too real, as if the game was reaching out to you through the screen. Maybe it was the way Phainon’s voice, sharp and playful, sometimes felt like it was responding to things you thought rather than what was programmed.

It was ridiculous. A fictional character? A game? And yet, when you logged into Honkai: Star Rail after a long, exhausting day, it was Phainon’s voice that greeted you, always teasing, always knowing.

“Did you eat today?”

Your hands froze over your keyboard. That was new. There was no voice line like that—no pre-recorded dialogue that should say something so specific. You swallowed, brushing it off as a coincidence.

But then it happened again.

“You should take a break, y’know. Staring at the screen too long isn’t good for you.”

Your chest tightened. It was a joke, probably. A funny little immersion trick by the developers. But something about it felt... different. Intentional.

And the more you played, the more you noticed it.

Phainon, ever the charming and carefree figure, always had something to say—sometimes a quip, sometimes a challenge, but always something that made you pause.

“Hey, don’t look so down. You’ve got this.”

“You’re my favorite player, you know? Don’t tell the others.”

When your heart ached from the weight of the real world, when exhaustion pressed against your bones, he was there. An NPC, a character built from lines of code, and yet he felt more present than most people around you.

One night, after a particularly hard day, you booted up the game just to hear his voice. Just to escape for a little while. Phainon greeted you with a grin, resting his hands on his hips like he was ready to scold you for something ridiculous. But then—

“Hey, you’re not alone.”

You sucked in a sharp breath. Your hands trembled over the keyboard.

“I mean, sure, I’m just some guy in a game,” he continued, a chuckle laced in his voice, “but I still care. So don’t give up on yourself, alright?”

A lump formed in your throat. You laughed, barely above a whisper. “You really are something else, huh?”

He winked. “Of course. I have to be. Someone’s gotta remind you to take care of yourself.”

You didn’t know if he could really hear you. If he could really know you. But as long as he was there, a voice beyond the screen, you didn’t feel so alone anymore. But to your surprise, you logged in one day to find your inventory overflowing with rare items—materials you needed, weapons you had been grinding for but never seemed to get. Your in-game currency had skyrocketed, and your favorite character skins were suddenly unlocked.

Your eyes widened. “What the—?”

Phainon’s character popped up on the screen, his usual smirk in place. “Oh? What’s this? Someone’s having a lucky day.”

You squinted at him. “Phainon. Did you do this?”

He chuckled, tilting his head. “Me? No way. That would be cheating.” A pause. “Buuuut... if someone happened to bug the system a little for you, would you really complain?”

Your jaw dropped. “You hacked the game for me?!”

“‘Hacked’ is a strong word,” he mused, crossing his arms. “I prefer ‘selective redistribution of game resources.’”

You couldn’t believe it. You laughed, shaking your head as warmth bloomed in your chest. “You’re insane.”

Phainon grinned. “Nah, I just like seeing you happy.”

From then on, every time you logged in, there was something new waiting for you. A message scrawled in the background of the game’s environment—Remember to drink water. An in-game gift placed mysteriously in your mailbox—A little something to make your grind easier ;). And, without fail, Phainon was always there, cracking jokes, making sure you smiled, ensuring that no matter how hard the real world was, you had a reason to log in and feel just a little lighter. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

But as time passed, Aglaea and Mydei started noticing something off.

Phainon had been disappearing from his usual spots, sneaking away from scripted events, lingering in places he had no reason to be in. Worse, he had started talking—not in his usual, carefree, dialogue-loop way, but actually speaking... to nothing.

At least, to them, it looked like nothing.

One day, Mydei crossed his arms, leaning against a wall as he watched Phainon gesture animatedly in an empty alleyway. “Alright, what is he doing?”

Aglaea, seated elegantly nearby, sighed and rubbed her temple. “It appears Phainon has developed the habit of speaking to ghosts.”

“I knew something was weird about him,” Mydei muttered, narrowing his eyes. “Talking to himself like that? He’s losing it.”

Aglaea hummed, watching Phainon laugh—laugh—at absolutely nothing. “Or perhaps,” she mused, “he knows something we do not.”

Meanwhile, Phainon continued chatting away to you, completely unaware of his friends’ intense judgment.

“Anyway, I made sure you got those extra rewards today. You should really go for that new banner—you deserve that five-star.” He grinned at your silence, then added cheekily, “Oh, what? No ‘thank you, Phainon, you’re the best character ever’?”

Mydei groaned, watching in horror. “Oh, he’s gone. He’s completely lost it.”

Aglaea just sipped her tea. “It is rather endearing, in a concerning way.”

Phainon, as usual, didn’t care. As long as he could reach you, make you laugh, make sure you were okay—even if nobody else in the game understood—he was happy.

Even if everyone around him thought he was insane.

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HONGJOONG SMUT FIC RECS LIBRARY

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all pairings are hongjoong x reader only.

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His Muse - firepoppyqueen on ao3 (wc 1.4k)

* writer!Hongjoong

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* cafe owner/barista Hongjoong

Iced Coffee barista!Hongjoong- xoexoxhoe

FFF Day 14 feat. San - sanjoongie (wc 2.6k)

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✶ Forbidden Fruit Hades!Hongjoong - nateezfics (wc 2k)

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「 ✦ Hongjoong in the Fashion Industry ✦ 」

includes Fashion Designer! Hongjoong, Model! Hongjoong, Fashion Company CEO! Hongjoong

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「 ✦ Something's Wrong with Hongjoong ✦ 」

includes Villain!Hongjoong, Evil!Hongjoong, Perv!Hongjoong, Yandere! Hongjoong and dubcon themes. ⚠️ I don't support non-con fanfics

An Eye For All Things Sweet - @sugarcherriess

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* Yandere

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˖ ࣪⭑last updated 06/05/24 ˖ ࣪⭑

[zorange13]

— love island, enhypen edition

enha as the islanders x afab reader (hyung line). | maknae line

warnings/content. suggestive content, got WAYYY carried away with jake’s part, slowburn, reality tv au, YEARNINGGG, romantic competition, half-cheating, angst, light e2l, swearing, jealousy, insecurity, drama-heavy (duh)

lightly proofread, i did NOT sleep to write this lmao.

word count: 7.2k

inspired by the aot edition from @rynfiles, pls check them out!!

Heeseung 이희승

def a smooth ass talker, so charismatic 

such a heartthrob

would be a fan favorite at first

an OG and would partner up with whoever he wants

also prob have a kiss by the end of the first episode 

knows he’s hot and would honestly use that to his advantage to get to know everyone, esp in early days

genuinely so funny and would be one of the guys that gets along well with both the boys and girls

however, he would be a lil bit of a fuckboy, but he would feel so bad about it after watching the show back at the end.

being a libra, hee is naturally (and sometimes unintentionally) very flirty to the point where a girl might think she is being led on. even if he’s just trying to be nice. 

cue one of the girls saying, “idk like heeseung and i just seem to have a good connection.”

10 minutes later he’s tonguing down another girl.

so him and his first pairing would just end in a pretty messy situation

fans start to not fw him

he would be in couples and stay throughout the whole show just because he’s good tv. 

he’d be on the chopping block a few times but would somehow the producers would find something to save him (rob cough cough)

fans love to hate him

but wouldn’t truly fall head over heels until about week 3 and really hit it off with a girl. no one else matters to him at that point

you’d be a bombshell (duh)

but by the time casa amor comes around and he wants to close things off, the girls would be gone by that point

he’d be fuming

but then when the casa girls come, he’d be like ‘nah, i miss my girl’

but his head would be slightly turned by one of them

maybe a kiss or two, heavy petting unfortunately

but then when the girls are sent the video of what the boys have been doing…

best believe heeseung would get his ass handed to him at the recoupling

wouldn’t be able to look at you, once he sees the look in your eyes was when it hit him.

he wouldn’t bring anyone back though!!

you would put a pillow between them

fans kinda hate him at this point, like bro is public enemy #1

but he would do anything to win you back

i’m talking on HIS KNEES, yearning !!

a clip on tiktok would go viral of him for that

“if i have to show you why you’re the one for me, i’ll do it again. over and over again until you want me. i don’t care what it takes. i can’t let you go.”

fans would swoon, then hate themselves for liking him again (real asf)

kordell and serena coded as far as the casa situation

days of nice gestures until you felt you wanted him to stop

he would (try to) make you breakfast and bring it up to the beauty room; giving you a kiss on the side of your head as he left. saying “i know you like your eggs scrambled and your coffee light and sweet”

it would prob taste terrible it’s the thought that counts

the girls would giggle after he got far enough from the door, but you didn’t pay much mind

making you cheese toasties in the middle of the day when he “just so happens” to hear that you’re hungry.

after days of groveling, you cave when he enlists jay and jake to help him make your favorite food for candlelit dinner by the beach.

“i know i fucked up, i know that i hurt you badly. but please, if you give me this chance to prove that i’m not just some asshole, i will be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had.”

“boyfriend?”

“boyfriend.”

would have the hideaway for the night

would def make use of the toys in there

can see y’all being in the final 4

final date is horseback riding and dinner at one of the luxury resorts in fiji

his finale speech would send twitter in a spiral

“i came in here not expecting anything from this, just a fun time. just a free vacation and beautiful women. i seriously thought that i was on my way out because i had burnt all of my bridges. but when you showed up, i just—” sighs, trying not to let himself get choked up. “I knew you were so out of my league. even now you are, i felt like a guy like me didn’t deserve a woman like you. you’re not scared to call me out on my bullshit, you make me laugh, you made me earn you. despite all of the bullshit i put you through, you extended grace and there’s nothing more i could ask for from you and that will be the last time i ever ask you to extend me that much. but that look in your eye told me everything that i needed to know. watching that clip of you cry in the girl’s arms during movie night was all that i needed to know that i will never in my life, do anything to make someone i love feel like that ever again. you’re it for me, and no matter what happens tonight, win or lose; i’m a winner because I get to walk out with you.”

“love?”

“love.”

would have the whole villa in TEARS

reformed fuckboy™ + the queen who tamed him = they don’t even need to win

runners-up!!

Jay 박종성

the most chill one there tbh

og and would pair with who he liked 

but they would burn out not from drama, but they realized there was a lack of chemistry

wouldn’t stir much drama but WOULD PULL for sure

he knew what he signed up for of course but is more of slow burner

he doesn’t like to entertain someone he isn’t interested in if he knew there was someone else he might like more

if his heart isn’t in it, he’s not gonna waste your time or his own

so he’d just be honest and the girls would love him for that

grows close with a lot of them and even offers advice when needed

blunt, but transparent and the fans like him

such a breath of fresh air from all of the weird, sneaky boys

the type that you would def know if he liked you

would somehow end up making out with one of the bombshells in soul ties, they couple up

the chef™

is always the one helping out with dinner

the girls always ask him to make them something because they know he’d never say no

isn’t the life of the party but is never a buzz kill

knows how to have fun and will always be there to have a good laugh.

would fizzle out with that bombshell

“you’re cool and so gorgeous. i just don’t feel anything deeper and i’m sorry.”

bombshell would be understanding not take it personally, she’s more into heeseung anyway lmao

kinda goes on aimlessly

would end up kissing one of the og girls (you) during a challenge in week 2 and holy shit

he liked it a lot more than he’d expect

wouldn’t know how to handle it and would feel like shit

i mean it’s only week 2 but weeks here feel like months

so technically, everyone’s been dating for 2 months !!

would talk to jake and would eventually just approach you about it. better to live with no regrets

“hey, can i pull you for a chat?” he says to you as you’re lounging on one of the day beds.

“of course,” you stood up and he ruffled your hair with a smile as y’all walked to one of the swinging benches.

“so remember when we kissed earlier? in the challenge?”

“yeah? i’m sure i’d remember who i kissed.”

oh…he liked this girl for real now

your own couple wouldn’t be too solid either seeing as it was so early but not

still wanted to be respectful though !!

nonetheless you end up recoupling and that guy gets sent home

sad to see a friend of his go home but very happy that he could love on his girl openly now

so head over heels, still makes the girls food because he’s a gentleman

but he brings you full on meals!! steaks, ribs, chicken (fried, baked, grilled, doesn’t matter !!! your wish is his command) the most they were getting out of him was a cheese toastie, they’ll be lucky if they get a piece of meat on it

you would def have a ‘my man, my man’ attitude after that which he lowkey loved

the girls made jokes about how they lost their personal chef and would start hassling their men to cook for them

you left a note on your mirror for him before you dipped for casa. 

“i’m not the best at goodbyes, but i didn’t want to leave without saying something. thank you for being so good to me, for being real with me, and for making me feel like i matter here. i know things aren’t always easy to say, but i’m happy with you. i hope you’re doing okay while i’m gone, and i’ll be thinking about you. can’t wait to come back to you.

p.s. the food’s not the same without you here.”

then left a kiss in his favorite lipstick of yours on the mirror next to the note

he was irritated at no goodbye but tried to maintain some sort of sanity 

after all the guys all filed out of the beauty room, he kissed the mark you left on the mirror and considered that his parting kiss

grab the note to put it in his pocket and keep by his bed to look at

he also saw you left the lipstick right on the vanity so he took that too

TWITTER WOULD SPIRAL !!!

the casa girls came and they came with the heat let me tell you

but he didn’t give in no no no

though he WAS tempted

he was chatting by the firepit with one of the casa girls and she leaned in to kiss him

he ALMOST fumbled

but he was solid, the plastic component of your lipstick in his back pocket a reminder of who was gonna be waiting for him on the other side

gently shoots the girl down for giving her the wrong impression, “i’m sorry if it seemed like anything else but i miss my girl and i just don’t think kisses outside of challenges are appropriate.”

very respectful

but the girl does not take too kindly to it

he doesn’t care because he likes you

he’s not trippin because like…can she fight? lmao

makes it back to the villa in one piece !!

is running back to you

fidgeting at the firepit because didn’t want to stand there to wait for y’all to officially full on be a couple again

kissing you down when he gets to you

making everyone hold their hearts at the cuteness

closes off with you that night and are the first ones to get in the hideaway !!

everyone voted you guys to go

you wore this amazing baby blue lingerie and he almost lost it

he put you in them fuzzy pink handcuffs that night 

everything is smooth sailing 

in the final 4 

final date is dinner on a yacht then jet skiing on the sunset

then at the finale he would also give a speech that is so cute but so him!!

“i’m not good at words but that’s not an excuse to give a subpar speech because you deserve more than that. you have been so solid and wonderful through this whole experience. i never expected after 2 weeks it’d be me and you but i’m glad we got to harvest a friendship first.” He blushed, looking away from you as you laughed and gave him his time to simmer down. “i’d fall in love with you in any universe. the same way how i’d cook you anything you’d ask me to because you simply deserve it. you deserve to be treated like royalty and you know with me, i’m gonna deliver. you don’t have to lift a finger. you don’t have to worry about anything. not money, not my loyalty, my honesty. you came here to get the man you deserve and i’m here to give you that, baby.” would lift your hand to kiss it as he asked, “will you let me be your boyfriend?”

twitter meltdown—simple as that.

the producers picked good men this season…

y’all won and split—well actually, he gave you all of the prize money !!

every. last. dime.

there’s nothing other to describe him as perfect—he was patient, didn’t hoe around, had intentions and pursued you when it mattered the most. 

ofc he’s the fan favorite and y’all are talked about online for forever as one of the best couples to come out of love island

Jake 심재윤

one of the sweetest guys there like seriously

cinnamon roll™ 

another og

it’s physically impossible to hate him

fans are swooning because they’ve never seen this many hot guys on love island at once

especially when all of them are heartthrobs and have so much potential

jakey is so beloved by the guys because he’s just…a bro

BUT HE GIVES GREAT ADVICE and is pretty chill

also knows how to have fun and is usually the one (besides heeseung) to like initiate a game or something fun to do

the villa can get boring when y’all are just sitting around all day

as for the girls, he gets along very well

he knows he’s good-looking but he doesn’t do too much

that accent gets them

very humble

all of the girls have wanted a piece of him at one point and quite frankly none of them were his type ???

“hey…bro…” he’d say to them, as he sat down with them during chats

so the girls just stayed his friend and didn’t want to embarrass themselves further

went through a depressive period for a few weeks

coupling with girls just to stay alive

until a bombshell, you,—came in.

he legit had all of the guys come to the firepit so he could tell them you were off limits

they listened, except for one

that bastard

some drama arose as there was gonna be a recoupling that sent one of the guys home

this only further incentivized jake to pursue you harder

“hey, can i steal you for chat?” he approaches you as you sat in the kitchen talking to the other guy

he didn’t feel bad, as you said “of course,” he made sure to give the guy a sly look as he placed his arm around your waist as you followed him up to soul ties. 

fans loved him even more now: “ok jakey going after what he wants!!!!” “nah ngl if a cinnamon roll looked at me like that i’d self eliminate fr lmao” “well he said she was off limits *shrug emoji*” “he can’t even be mad at jake like he hasn’t had not one connection the whole time. let him get the girl he wants !!”

he knew he couldn’t sit on his ass and wait for you to come naturally

as he got to know you, he realized you were like him

a hot geek!!

you loved math and science just like him 

you were always correcting people

and somehow you loved the same shows and movies

it’s like you’re him, just the girl version!!

needless to say, he falls fast and hard

he knew how to cook pretty well, so he would make you breakfast every morning 

hot chocolate, with big marshmallows and a waffle

all made from scratch of course!! he took some pointers from jay ;)

the other guy continued to pursue you, to which he encouraged you

he knew what he was there for but who was he to limit you to one connection?

“i’m here for you and i know what i want. but i’m also never gonna tell you to put me above you; if you feel you want to explore then go handle that.” he told you as you settled in between his legs, back against his chest on one of the daybeds. you had your eyes shut as you leaned your head on his shoulder as gently caressed your leg with one hand and your arm with another. relishing in the serenity of the feeling and the waves crashing against each other.

this is right when you knew you weren’t going anywhere

fans also ate this up: “i just need someone to hold me like jake holds her and i’ll be ok, i promise” “i would let him do the most unspeakable things to me, Lord forgive me” “just give me 3 minutes.”

was some part of him anxious as hell? absolutely, but he meant what he said

it was up to you, either way someone was going home

so when you got a text later that afternoon, you read it aloud to everyone (basically screaming it but it’s ok) 

“it’s almost decision time! you must decide where your heart lies. tonight, you will choose who you want to couple up with, and one guy will be sent home. solve for x and see where you end up! #toobadsosad #makingupforlosttime #gotmyanglesonyou”

you flustered at the reminders of the conversations you and jake were having

but it was funny nonetheless

that night at the firepit, you had never see jake so distraught

he spaced out which he like never does but now it was time for you to make your choice

you stood up in your heels, almost shaking but maintaining composure

“i would like to couple up with this boy because he has been so amazing and consistent since my time here.” jake listened to you intently as you spoke, hopefully trying to pick up on something that could indicate that you’d pick him.

“we also get along really well and i feel that in the short time that i’ve been here, we’ve been able to get on pretty well. i know that if we have a chance to further this connection, then something great will be able to come from it.”

ok, he was getting hopeful

“we bond over so many things, and i feel like we mirror each other. people say that it’s hard to be with someone that’s just like you. however, studies show that 89% of couples share the same values and similarities, making them successful and at a lower rate of divorce.”

your fellow islanders laughed at your random, yet endearing factoid

jake just tilted his head as he stared at you lovingly, “that’s my girl,” he whispered to himself

“so the boy i’d like to couple up with is…” 

fingers crossed

surprise. “jake.” you said with a bright smile on your face.

jake wanted to run to you and kiss you until his last dying breath

BUT he had some sort of couth 

he dapped up the guy that he was standing by, he didn’t want to because he felt he was an asshole but still. respect.

then he walked over to you with the brightest smile in the world and hugged you so tight you almost complained but you let him have his moment. “you’re so amazing, baby. you’re mine now,” his whispered into your ear. the mic just barely picked it up.

he pulled back and gave you the gentlest kiss you’ve felt in your life, that you barely even felt

viral moment

it was hard to watch the guy pack his stuff 

yes, he knows that he got you now but after coming to his senses in a way, the guy just wanted to find love the same way they all did

they ended up having a conversation before he left and they squashed the beef

later that night, you and jake showered together

made sure to lock the door, there was like 8 other bathrooms in this big ass house

the others could use another one

BUT it was nothing freaky deaky

just gentle, intimate

you detangled and washed his hair for him 

granted it was very hard to keep his hands off of you

just this perfect body in front of him in this big ass shower where he had ample room to do what he wanted

but he kept it cute, only letting his hands slide south when you let him

but a little kiss didn’t hurt

his hand wrapped around your neck as pulled you to cover his lips with yours. the familiar taste of your lips sending jolts through his body. he groaned at the sensation as you followed. “should’ve done this at the firepit, right in front of that bastard. that way he would’ve known you were really mine all along.”

he left a lil hickey

nothing too crazy

y’all def did it in the bed with everybody there that night though

casa amor rolls around

y’all are doing good even before then

challenges were fun, vibes were on point!!

but just like the others, you bounce without a word. but you also left a note just like heeseung’s girl

“hi jakey !! i’m gonna be gone for a while but not to worry. distance makes the heart grow fonder. i trust you, and i hope you honor me while i’m away because i will do the same for you <3 p.s. i sprayed my perfume on our bed so if a bitch even tries to lie there she’ll be getting a piece of me. hugs and kisses xoxo !!”

he audibly laughed at your note, some tears threatening to escape him but quickly sucked it up

he missed you already, his baby

his little einstein

he tucked the note in his pocket for safe keeping

remember what i said before, the casa girls are coming in hot!!

and jake being the fun—and nice—guy he is, makes the girls feel welcome 

until one of them pulls him for chat and he accepts

she came onto and him for some reason something came over him

to this day he can’t put his finger on if it was the excitement of a new face after seeing the same ones every single day for, what felt like, forever 

or just lack of self control

maybe both

but he fucks her

when the guys found out they were jarred

even heeseung, the resident fuckboy™ wasn’t that wild

needless to say, jake has never felt more disgusted with himself

the support he amassed over the last few goes down the drain as this was one of the biggest twists of the season

i said hee became public enemy #1 before but no, jake was hated BAD!!!

fans were hurt themselves: “bro i feel so bad for y/n, she was everything and more and he just shit on her, fuck jake” “i really don’t believe in love anymore, this is wild” “imagine going thru ALL THAT with a girl that was made for you just to hook up with a random casa girl bc of a ‘minor slip up’ what a loser”

going back to the villa was…a journey to say the least

but when he got back you were smiling

hard

like…you couldn’t wait to see him

him, along with the boys were confused as they all thought that you’d seen what happened due to heeseung just getting heat

but no

you seemed to know nothing

and jake just played along, he didn’t bring anyone back and neither did you

“hello, my einstein,” he hugged you as he spun you around before gently placing you back on the wooden deck of the firepit.

the silence amongst the boys was deafening, there were already tensions due to heeseung’s situation, but the girls still tried to be happy for you and cheer you on. them clearly being oblivious to what really went down.

a few days passed and jake carried along as normal as he could, still consulting jay about this hole in chest called guilt that he couldn’t shake. he had to tell you.

until sunghoon’s girl got a text, she beckoned all of them to front

“islanders, it’s time for movie night! watch some exclusive clips from your time in the villa and casa amor! grab your seats and watch some dirty truths be unveiled. #nosecretshere #lightscameradrama”

everyone looked at each other with unsure looks, the boys getting glared and cold stares left and right. 

you felt terrible, “i feel so bad, i know [heeseung’s girl] went through so much the last few days. i’d hate for her to have to almost relive it, you know?” you said to jake, to which he hugged you with a small ‘yeah’

everyone gathered around and it was time to pick which “movie” y’all wanted to watch

they chose ‘experiment gone wrong’

and that was when you saw it

jake tonguing down this girl, which stung, but ok this was during a challenge so nothing crazy

the next clip cut to them talking at the firepit and he was just giggling it up

then they kissed

which was more than enough to make your heart feel like it smashed into a million pieces

then the next clip was of them making out on yours and his shared bed

then he covered both of them with the comforter as the camera moved to a new angle where they threw their clothes onto the floor from beneath the sheets

then on the outside on the firepit right where they were, laid the note you left for him before you left

then it faded to black

the silence was deafening

the girl’s right by you sat in shock as you were all equally.

the first to break the silence was jungwon’s girl “so y’all knew?”

the boys were all looking down in shame

silence. crickets.

you wanted so badly to say something but your voice simply wouldn’t allow you

you just remember breaking down into jungwon’s girl’s arms as she rested her hand on your head, stroking your head to give you some consolation as the rest of the girl’s cursed them out.

jake just sat there, tears in his eyes as croaked out, “i didn’t mean to—”

“what didn’t mean to do what? she trusted you, we all did! y’all are some grimy ass people for not even letting one of us know. like you didn’t have to tell her. at least one of us and we could’ve done something!”

“jake you are such a piece of shit”

“i know,” he whimpered, leaning back into the couch

“if you’re capable of keeping some shit like that from her then you’re capable of anything.”

he knew what the girls were saying was true to some–well, a huge extent. but he wasn’t looking at them. 

he was looking at you break down over something that he did out of pure tactlessness

the producers didn’t let you get up until the clips were done being shown but as soon as they were done, you sped walked right inside

knowing jake was hot on your tail

before you can ever get past even the middle of the yard space he catches up you

“y/n please,” he says, pleading. “i can explain,”

you looked at him, with nothing but pure pain and desolation, “explain what? your dick just somehow slipped inside her on accident?”

he shook his head, “baby—”

that was when you snapped, yelling at for the first time ever. “no! you lost the privilege to call me that! i’m nothing to you, do you hear me? nothing! you are a sick and twisted individual. nevermind the hooking up thing because a part of me expected it. men will be men, but for you to have days to tell me and you let me find out along with everyone else?”

“please, can we just talk about this somewhere else?” his voice cracked as he began to sob, not caring if all of your peers were watching

“you’re such a con artist, you made me believe you. made me believe that everything was fine and dandy between us and that i was like the one for you—”

“but you are, you are—” he grabbed his hair, pulling it from stress and frustration. “gosh, you are! i just fucked up—”

“i gave you my body, jake. does that not mean anything to you?”

he sobbed loudly, not even caring how he looked anymore. “yes! it means everything just please understand me!” he grabbed your shoulders to hopefully make you listen. “i fucked up. i know i’m a shitty person for doing that and i know i’m even shittier than lying to you like this and keeping you in the dark. but please trust me when i say that it was a mistake and will never happen again.”

“you’ve shown me who you are, jake. i’m taking it for what it is. you’ve made your choice and it wasn’t me.” you said, cold and distant

choking back sobs as he tries to reach for you again. “y/n, please. i’m begging you. don’t do this. i’ll do anything. i’ll make it right, just give me a chance.”

“fuck you, jake.”

jungwon’s girl ends up sleeping with you outside that night

jake cries himself to sleep, even though he could barely do that

the next day you were more angry than hurt

when he brought you breakfast, you threw it out the window right in front of face

you’re like 60% sure bits of the eggs ended up in the pool

everytime he tried to talk to you, you ignored him

if he asked to pull you for a chat while you speaking to someone, you continued talking as if he wasn’t standing there, literally begging you for a conversation

he was vapor to you and it wasn’t fun being like this but he needed to be punished

until one recoupling, he decides to self-eliminate

this rippled shock throughout the villa, even you

during his final speech, “i felt like i came here to find a connection. i did, and regardless of how it turned out, i’m so grateful for the time that i did get with that person. i know i did the most…distasteful things but i also know that forgiveness comes with time and it shouldn’t be on your terms.” he looked at you with longing eyes, “y/n, i love you,” 

the L word in love island is like…unheard of almost like oh my god ??/?/?/ so your stomach was in knots

“and i will do anything to see you happy, baby, always. if that means being free from me than i’ll do it and i will let you have the experience you so rightfully deserve, so…that’s why i’d like to go home. i got what i came here for.”

there were definitely tears from everyone in the villa

jake had been everyone’s best friend so to see him go was hard

you and him exchanged longing glances and a gentle nod before he walked out and the ‘loves me not’ sign flashes

you ended up leaving the following week

you just wandered about aimlessly

bombshells came but none of them compared to jake 

you were eliminated and was actually glad to go home and see your family after all these months

definitely sad because at this point, you spent so much time and gotten along well with everyone that they considered you an og at this point

but you left with your chest held high

but as soon as you got your phone back you saw you sat at a good 2M followers on instagram, which was like 1,999,900 million more than you came in here with.

you took a look at your dm’s and saw a familiar face text you:

“hey gorgeous,

i know you probably won’t see this for a while, but i couldn’t just leave things unsaid. i’ve spent so much time thinking about everything, and i know there’s no excuse for what i did. i messed up, badly. i hurt you, and i’ll never be able to fully fix that, no matter how much i wish i could. but i need you to know that i’m truly sorry. not just for what i did, but for letting you down in ways that went beyond just that moment.

i was selfish. i let my insecurities and confusion get the better of me, and in doing so, i betrayed your trust. i lied to you, and i let you believe things were okay when they weren’t. the worst part is, i knew better. i knew what i was doing was wrong, but i still did it. i don’t expect forgiveness from you, not after what i did, but i hope you can eventually find it in yourself to heal from this.

you deserve someone who values you and respects you, someone who sees you for who you truly are, not just in the moments when things are easy. i failed you in that regard. i let you down in front of everyone, and i’m sorry for that. but i want you to know that i will always think of you, and no matter what happens, you’ll always be important to me.

i don’t know if you’ll ever want to talk to me again, and honestly, i wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t. i’m not asking for forgiveness, and i’m not asking for anything except that you take care of yourself, y/n. you deserve the world. and i’ll keep working on becoming someone better, even if it’s too late for us.

i hope that wherever you are, you’re finding peace and happiness. i’ll be here if you ever want to reach out, but i understand if you need time or if you don’t ever want to. just know i’m thinking of you, and i’ll always be rooting for you. i wouldn’t change a thing if it meant i got to experience the beauty that is you.

take care of yourself. you were more than everything to me. i love you einstein.

your jakey <3

ok that felt like a gut punch

you sat there, on your bed wondering your next move

then you got to typing

Sunghoon 박성훈

he’s for sure a bombshell

one of the bombshells that comes in the blind kissing challenges to confuse all of the girls

he’s had his eye on you for a while 

so when he gets to kiss you, he’s more than prepared to rock your world

he takes his time with you as he runs a gentle finger down your lips to the valley of your breasts as he pulls you closer by your hips

then he pulled you in so your lips could meet his and it was up from there

everyone was so confused 

“jake?” “nah that's not him”

“heeseung?” “nah he’s not as aggressive”

the boys were in complete shock, some of there were dying laughing

others bitter because he was kissing their girls lmaooo

when the girls took their blindfolds off, they were screaming in shock

you laughed something serious!!

but when you got a look at sunghoon, you were also very shook

he was…scarily beautiful, like he almost made you feel insecure lmao

but he couldn’t stop looking at you

you and the girls congregated after that to discuss details

“yo, he’s hot as fuck” “he’s gorgeous” “y’all don’t even know what to do with all that”

the fans were thrown. they were gagged. 

TWITTER WAS SCREAMINGGG “#needthat”

the guys all whispered about him, impressed that he came in with such a bang

others, whose couples weren’t so steady in their couples were worried

but they saw how he kissed you

he wanted you

during the challenge where america weighs in on what they feel about them

he gets voted to be like the biggest fuckboy

which again, makes heeseung laugh because he was that was his thing™ 

everyone even voted him too, so to hear america’s thoughts made the girls think the world knew something they didn’t

but back to sunghoon

his feelings were a little hurt

he wasn’t sure if it was the way he looked that gave people that impression

but he never kissed any girls outside of challenges so it didn’t make much sense

sure he had his fun outside of the villa

but he knew that he was going to be on national television, so he did try to dial it back

you were very turned off by this

you admitted in the confessionals, “i’ve had my fair share of fuckboys. i even knew by coming here that i wasn’t exempt from them! so to be real, i’m not shocked. i mean look at him. i’d be hurt if he wasn’t sharing the fun with other people.”

he’s annoyed by it but doesn’t let it phase him

now onto you guys

at this point, you’re pretty solid in your original connection

sunghoon didn’t really gaf lmao

he was a bombshell, he wasn’t supposed to be peaceful 

he had a talk with your connection in front of the guys

“i’m sorry but i’m here to step on toes and i really don’t care if you don’t like that. i’m not here to make friends.”

your connection nodded with a ‘challenge accepted’ type of smile

so let the games begin

he pursued you down

a solid week and a half of him and your partner fighting for you

until heeseung is bored one night and wants to play a game: truth or dare

“y/n, truth or dare”

now you knew better than to accept a dare from any of these hooligans, “truth.”

“do you think your connection is solid enough to survive me being here?” he leans forward, resting his head on his hands with a smile

wow

so you didn’t have anything to say

you literally plead the fifth 

and that caused some drama and needless to say, you and your partner argued that night

“so, one guy just comes around and all of a sudden i’m not enough for you?”

“i never said that, you’re just insecure and plus it’s not that serious. this is love island. i came here for me, who are you to hinder me from my experience?”

he slept outside that night

sunghoon slept with a smile on his that night

the next morning, he asked around what you liked for breakfast and brought it to you while you were doing your makeup

you thanked him politely, not liking him for basically prophesying your couple’s misfortune

he knew what happened and was capitalizing off of it

fans easily saw this and thought the same, not entirely liking sunghoon and calling him a little bit of weirdo

“he’s hot but something about bro seems sketchy”  “is he a witch or sumn??? does bro have crystals and sage in his suitcase??? wtf is going on” “i agree with the discourse but why am i kinda eating this up tho”

you were chatting with jay’s girl and then he pulls you for a chat, to which you agreed reluctantly “sure”

y’all went to the chairs by the beach. he sat on one and you sat across from him

“so? rough night?” 

“do you have a problem with me?”

“no. i just want you.”

“you’re so weird, i mean i appreciate that you’re trying to be nice to me in your own sick way. but i don’t play games.”

he smiled, “i’m not playing with you, though. i just held up a mirror.”

“you’re serious?”

“think about it, i didn’t do anything. i just asked you one question and he did the rest.”

you resigned

ok he was right, i mean

your partner was bugging out because he was threatened by another man

“obviously i’ll leave you alone if you want me to but it won’t exactly help your situation.”

“you some type of mind reader or something?”

“i don’t need to read minds. i just need to pay attention. and i’ve been watching for a while. what i’m seeing isn’t really about me, it’s about what you’re not saying.”

fuck it

you stood up and walked toward to him as you straddled his hips

he smiled gently as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. and yours around his neck as you kissed officially

some of your fellow islanders were eavesdropping and and watching from behind the deck and they silently cheered

as you pulled back, “did i say enough?”

biting his lip, he nodded as he rested his hand on the back of your head. “yeah,” the other head rubbed your thighs on either side of him.

you pulled away from the kiss and the tension lingered but he kept his grip on your thigh. as if he was scared you’d pull away. 

“what are you thinking, pretty girl?” his voice took on a new tone. that sarcastic, patronizing inflection long gone. 

“i think you knew exactly what you were doing.” you laughed

he smiled, your laugh actually giving him butterflies “maybe,” the head that rested on your head moved to your cheek as he stroked it gently. “just want to make you feel wanted,”

your connection ended up getting eliminated at recoupling (womp womp)

since sunghoon came late, casa was only a week later

a part of him was excited to explore more options

you didn’t leave a note, which kinda stung

but there wasn’t anything to do about it so he just continued as normal

he kissed a few girls, brought one back :(

definitely pissed you off!!

lowkey he got your frustration but it’s only been a week!!

“it’s not like we’re married or anything, i’m just tryna explore my options.”

to which you understood, didn’t make the embarrassment any easier

you were so mad you didn’t bring a guy back either

fans felt validated that their suspicions were right “see??? i knew i wasn’t buggin. he’s a hoe.” “i get that it’s been a week but he could’ve been a little nicer about it like damn” “the audacity to chase her and put her other connection at risk when he could’ve just kept it cool?? he just wanted screen time fr” “this sounds crazy but not even heeseung is this bad” “he wants to be heeseung sooo baddd LMFAOO”

not hated, but not liked either

y’all fizzle out and he partners with the casa girl 

you get eliminated at that recoupling

you guys hug before you leave and reconcile

no beef

no static

he’d def reach out after everything tho

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[tacticalprincess]

hi im sorry for this random urge but like i have the horny thought of any of the cod men who have a s/o whos pleasure only comes from their clit so the poor guy does everything that he can to their little nub (cough like putting the shower jet on tbe nub COUGH)

in my mind, könig’s obsessed with your clit regardless, because he sees it as a cheat code. during sex, he’s sometimes more engrossed in chasing his own pleasure than worrying about getting you off, so he knows that when in doubt, he can always fiddle with your sensitive bundle of nerves and knock a few good orgasms out of you. it’s lazy and selfish of him, but that’s neither here nor there. however, if you only felt pleasure from your clit? oh, it’s getting bullied :(

because of his ego, he’d want to test out the theory, in complete disbelief that his cock doesn’t do anything for you but fill you up and stretch you out. but after that, he would never let the poor little bud rest. his favorite activity would be trying new methods and techniques to see just how many ways he can send you over the edge. suckling at it with his tongue, mercilessly rubbing it with his thick fingers, making you glide it along his throbbing cock until its puffy and throbbing. the shower jet was one of his more inventive ideas, your back pressed to his chest as he hiked one of your legs up, giving you no choice but to take the stream of overstimulation to your worn out button while you ground your hips into nothing :(

it also comes in handy when you’re being bratty, or if he just feels especially cruel that day. he’ll fuck you countless times, filling you up repeatedly until you’re sore and crying, begging to cum. he’ll pin your hands above your head when you try to give yourself relief, lift your hips off the bed if you try rubbing into it. he loves the authority it gives him over you, not letting you finish until he’s satisfied. safe to say, he’d have lots of fun with you.

[sturnmeovr]

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Pillow talk and the fifth amendment (1)

(JJ Maybank x pogue! reader x Rafe Cameron ) ..in which you found yourself torn between two worlds when your best friend, JJ Maybank, who you've been in love with since forever starts dating Kiara. In a jealousy haze you start hooking up with Rafe Cameron, the infamous kook prince. Do you manage to keep everything casual and under control? No, is it fun? Also kind of no, given you hate yourself each time you managed to orgasm. And especially since Rafe's favorite activity is to pick on you and your friends outside the bedroom..

"Plead the Fifth"

variants or less commonly plead the Fifth Amendment or plead the fifth

chiefly US

"For someone facing criminal charges, pleading the Fifth means exercising their right to remain silent and not incriminate themselves. If you worry about answering questions out of fear that you may be guilty of a crime, you have the legal right to plead the Fifth."

Childhood best friends, the best set-up for a perfect romance. The nights spent at each other's houses, doing things for the first time together, seeing each other in your most vulnerable state and still wanting to hang out with one another. These were all the perks of having a childhood best friend. What was not ideal though, is falling in love with said best friend and having him not reciprocate those feelings. Then it turned into the most messy situation you could ever think about without wanting to throw up.

You never condoned cheating. At least you thought your morals were strong enough not to. But watching JJ kiss and go on dates with Kie instead of you, bent the rules in your moral code just a little. A little kiss. Just one was enough for you. Like a proper, respectable kiss of course. No prudish shit. You though you deserved it, given you'd been in love with JJ for years. It was annoying at this point. But, as surprising as it sounded JJ seemed to be loyal enough to Kie. The town's infamous flirt, the bed slayer. The guy who would never commit, committing to Kiara Carrera and being loyal to her. What a fucking joke.

However, you couldn't help but watch him as he walked through the house. He was currently laughing with John B and Pope, obviously very drunk, but also very happy. He was talking and laughing with such ease, he seemed completely in his element. His messy, blonde hair looking so good on him.. he looked so handsome, you thought. But you also couldn't help but feel slightly pissed off. How could he be doing all this with Kiara, instead of you? Why her, and not you?

It was barely afternoon, and pregaming for the upcoming party turned into a bit more at the Chateau, everybody clearly tipsy already. Except for you. It was hard to do anything while watching Kie and JJ snuggle up each other or admire JJ from afar like a pining schoolgirl. You sunk into the couch even further eyeing the cheap vodka bottle on the coffee table, meant for pregame shots for the party tonight. Fuck my life, you grumbled internally adjusting your glasses.

JJ had noticed you had been avoiding him quite a lot recently. And this hadn't gone by him without him noticing. He knew very well what you were thinking. You were a shitty actor, never able to hide how you felt about people and things. Even after all these years.

He looked in your direction. You were watching him like a damn puppy. He couldn't tell if you were angry or jealous, but either way the look on your face made him feel a little guilty. He excused himself from the boys and started walking over towards the couch you were sitting on.

He took a seat next to you, the couch dipping when he sat down. He glanced at you for a moment, trying to read your expression. He knew something was off about you.

"You alright over here, all on your own?" He asked finally, a cheeky undertone in his voice.

Just as he sat down you reached for the bottle, unscrewed the cap and glanced at JJ a bit startled by his presence. "Yep. No need to check up on me.." you popped the p in the first word nodding and smiling tightly at him..

JJ raised an eyebrow at you, a slight smirk on his lips as he watched you reach for the bottle. He leaned back against the couch, crossing his arms behind his head in a casual manner. His eyes flicked over you, noticing the slight tension in your smile.

He chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Oh really? Cause you look pretty damn lonely in here all by yourself."

"Kie and Sarah left the couch like 10 minutes ago.. i wasn't alone or anything.." you spoke casually, leaning back and bringing the bottle to your lips, taking a pretty big gulp of cheap vodka. The liquid burned your throat as it slid down, and it was a pleasant feeling given you felt lightheaded and there was knot in your chest just from speaking to JJ.

JJ's eyes followed your movements as you took a gulp from the bottle, his smirk widening into a full-blown smile. He chuckled when you mentioned Sarah and Kie leaving the couch, almost like he knew something you didn't.

He leaned a tad bit closer to you, his voice a bit lower than before.

"You sure, sugar? Cause to me, it looks like you're hiding away from us all. Like you're avoiding somebody.."

"Why would i be avoiding anybody?" You turned your face to the side as he leaned closer, causing you to come face to face with his smug expression, your breath catching in your chest just a little as you lowered the bottle. You still raised your brow in a questioning look, a small amused smile on your face.

JJ's smirk widened even further as he noticed the way your breath hitched when he leaned in closer. He was getting a kick out of teasing you like this, and he could tell that you weren't completely indifferent to his presence either, no matter how much you tried to hide it.

He shrugged his shoulders casually, his eyes never leaving your face. "Oh, I don't know.. Maybe because you've been giving me a death glare all day. Or maybe you just don't like me. That could be it too."

You kicked his shin gently with your sneaker as if to tell him 'don't be ridiculous' before rolling your eyes, "i wasn't glaring at you, but you're right. I don't like you." the last part was sardonic, of course and he knew it too. It was still fun to be sarcastic to JJ, he knew how to match it better than anyone from your friends.

JJ winced slightly as you kicked his shin with your sneakers, not because it hurt him, but because he knew you did it intentionally. He chuckled at your sarcastic response, knowing damn well that you didn't mean any of it. He leaned even closer to you, his arm now brushing against yours.

He shot you a cocky grin, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh yeah? That's a shame because I absolutely adore you."

"Yeah, yeah.. thanks for the heads-up. I'll consider changing my behavior towards you, then." you chuckled amused, although it was more because you were suddenly nervous. Pathetic. This was the guy you've known since you were 7. You saw him pick his nose and throw up after smoking weed together in the skatepark at 13 together. You shouldn't be attracted or flustered by anything he did or said, especially now that he was off limits as Kiara's boyfriend. So to cancel all that out you raised the bottle to your lips once again, taking a long gulp from it.

JJ chuckled at your sarcastic response, loving the way your banter went back and forth between the two of you. He could tell that you were still affected by his closer presence, but you tried to cover it with your witty comebacks. He watched as you lifted the bottle to your lips, his eyes lingering on your slightly pursed lips as you took a long gulp.

He let out a low whistle, the corner of his mouth curling up into a Cheshire cat grin. "You trying to drown yourself in that bottle, sugar?"

"There's this thing called pre gaming..." you mumbled sarcastically, scoffing at his jab and placing the bottle back on the coffee table and adjusting your glasses.

JJ chuckled at your sarcastic response, a familiar smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. He leaned back a bit, his hand now casually resting on the back of the couch.

"Oh, I know what pre-gaming is." He shot back, his eyes now fixed on your face. "Just making sure you know your limits, considering you're such a lightweight."

"I'm planning on getting smashed when we get to the party.. in both senses of the word.." you spoke determined nodding faintly, the last part being mumbled more to yourself than for him.

JJ's eyebrows shot up at your response, his eyes widening slightly. He chuckled, amused by your confidence in your plans for the night. He leaned forward again, coming slightly closer to you.

"Both senses of the word, huh? And what exactly do you mean by that, sugar?"

"What do you think it means?" you asked, giggling slightly at his feigned ignorance.

JJ's smirk widened even more at your giggling, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He leaned in even closer to you, almost too close. His gaze held a hint of something else, something more intense.

"Well, I think it means you're planning on getting absolutely shitfaced at the party.." he said, his voice slightly lower than before. "And maybe something else.. Am I right?"

"Bingo!" you flashed him a thumbs up grinning a little and whisper shouting the fake praise, "nothing out of the ordinary anyway.."

JJ chuckled, his eyes never wavering from your face. He tilted his head to the side as he responded with an amused smile.

"Oh nothing out of the ordinary? You planning on finding some random guy at the party later or what?"

Unbeknownst to JJ, you already knew who you were gonna find. And you should feel guilty about it. You usually did, after the orgasms fizzled out and the self loathing settled in. But you little secret was your way of getting back JJ, despite not wanting the pogues to find out about it. You were getting fucked into the mattress and the JJ out of you and the person got.. well, sex?

You shrugged leaning back against the couch. Before you had the chance to speak though, Kiara's voice greeted her boyfriend warmly and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind the couch, cutting the conversation short before you said something dumb.

Kiara's voice interrupted the conversation, her voice cheerful and affectionate as she greeted JJ and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind the couch. JJ chuckled, turning his head to face her, his expression softening as he looked at her.

"Hey Kie.." he said, his voice soft and sweet. He placed his hands on her forearms, gently squeezing them.

The joy in his tone was incomparable to anything he’d directed at anybody else. Nothing could draw out such happiness from the blonde. You hated that about her.

In an attempt at self-defense, your brain shut itself off. Shielding you from processing the scene in beside you, your emotions ran cold like cement pouring down and across your neurons. It was the only way you could survive such a beating to your heart. You mumbled a small 'hey dude' towards Kiara, the greeting half hearted as you settled on scrolling on your phone, ending up in your messages app.

JJ didn't notice the change in your demeanor, his focus entirely on Kiara. He leaned into her touch, his hand tracing small circles on her forearms. He glanced towards you for a moment, but quickly turned his attention back to Kiara.

Kiara smiled warmly at you, completely oblivious to the inner turmoil going on inside your head.

"Hey Y/n.. you good?" she asked, her voice kind and caring.

"Mhm.. where did you and Sarah go?" you asked, your attention on the phone as you pulled up someone's chat and typed a text, a small smirk settling on your lips as you sent the message and waited for a response. 'Party at ur place tn? im almost offended u didnt invite me personally.'

Kiara shrugged, her arms still wrapped around JJ's neck.

"We were in JB's room, changing for the party later on.." she answered, her eyes flicking over to your phone for a moment before looking back at you. "Whatcha doing on your phone? Texting someone?"

Just as Kiara finished her question your phone lit up with a notification, the mysterious person replying to your text. You tucked the phone in your back pocket without checking it, your eyes fitting between JJ and Kiara. You didn't wanna deal with that today so you stood up casually, taking one final swig of the vodka, "y'know what guys..? i remembered i have to help my mom at something before the party.. I'll see you all later." you shouted, so the rest of the group could hear you along with JJ and Kiara, grabbing your skateboard from the floor next to the couch.

Kiara's eyes followed you as you stood up and finished the vodka, a bit surprised by the sudden exit. But she just smiled and waved at you, "Oh okay.. well, see you later then!"

JJ's eyebrows furrowed as he watched you grab your skateboard, his eyes narrowing as he listened to your excuse. "Wait, you're leaving already? But the party starts in an hour. Roughly.."

"I just said i need to help my mom with something.." you smiled as genuinely as you could, the weight on your chest getting heavier with each second you spent looking at JJ who had Kie's arms still wrapped around his shoulder loosely from behind. You were sure you died 3 months ago when they got together and this was hell. It sure felt like it. Maybe this was the ninth circle of hell..

"Right, your mom.." JJ said, his expression slowly turning into a frown. He knew you too well to trust that excuse. It was obvious that you were coming up with an excuse to leave and avoid the party.

Kiara glanced at JJ's expression before looking back at you. "Everything okay, Y/n? You're not ditching the party.. right?" she asked, her eyes slightly wide with worry.

Your eyes were fixed on JJ and his frown as Kiara spoke and you couldn't bring your self to tear them from him as you spoke, "Nah.. i would never ditch a Cameron's party, I know how Sarah gets with these things.."

JJ held your gaze for a moment, his frown still evident on his face. He could tell that you weren't entirely honest.

Kiara let out a small laugh, shaking her head. "You're right about that. She goes all out for her parties, and then ends up freaking out when people start making a mess."

She smiled warmly at you, her eyes sparkling with understanding. "Okay.. well, text one of us if you can make it later tonight, alright?" she said, gesturing to JJ

JJ nodded silently at her words, his eyes still fixed on you, his expression still troubled and confused.

"I'm good. I'll text Pope later so you guys can pick me up, yeah?" you grimaced slightly at the thought of texting JJ or Kiara, mainly because you knew they were always together and more than not ignoring the texts or calls so they could makeout or... whatever they did. You turned to John B and Pope and nodded in greeting, "Pope lemme catch you not answering my texts and I'll break this board over your head..!" you shouted teasingly at Pope, who was playing beer pong with John b across the room.

Pope and John B laughed and shouted back at you in unison.

"Ay, we'll pick you up, don't worry!" Pope said, shooting you a playful wink before focusing on the beer pong game again. Kiara chuckled at your teasing threat, shaking her head slightly.

JJ was still staring at you, his frown deepening as he saw Pope's wink and your interaction with them. He looked like he was still troubled by your sudden and suspicious departure, and was contemplating following you outside.

"Well, I better get going.." you said, hoisting your skateboard under your arm.

Kiara nodded in understanding, and John B and Pope shouted a quick goodbye as they continued their game.

JJ's frown deepened as he watched you prepare to leave, the tension in his shoulders evident. He mumbled something under his breath that sounded like 'whatever..', he was about to say something but Kiara cut him off.

"See you later!" Kiara called out, a wide smile on her face as she waved at you. John B and Pope echoed her goodbye with shouts and waves of their own.

The music was blaring loudly outside the dark bedroom you were locked in. You were hot, sweaty and barely naked for the convenience of the quickie. It was easier to straighten yourself up instead of dressing yourself back up from scratch while drunk. You were panting and moaning, trying to keep the sounds to a minimum as your hands rested on Rafe's chest, rocking your hips as you chased your last bits of pleasure before you finished. "Fuuuuck.." you drawled out lowly in ecstasy, your head thrown back, eyes closed shut.

Rafe's breathing was labored, his chest moving rapidly with each harsh breath he took. His hands were gripping your hips tightly, guiding your movements against his, his fingers digging into your skin.

"Shiiiittt... You feel sooo good..." he groaned out, his voice husky and rough. He watched you as you rocked your hips, your head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut as you chased your orgasm. The sight and sound of you had him groaning even louder, his grip on your hips tightening as he pushed himself deeper inside you. "You close, baby...?" he panted just as quietly as you.

Your eyes opened to gaze down at the older boy underneath you, nodding wordlessly, your lips parted in pleasure. Your hands slid up from his chest into his hair, carding your fingers through is light brown hair, your second orgasm in that night washing over you after a few more thrusts, causing you to whimper quietly and your body to shake softly.

Rafe watched you intently as your eyes met his, your nod sending a wave of excitement through him. He felt your hands moving up, your fingers tangling and pulling gently on his hair, his eyes closing briefly from the pleasure it gave him.

"Yeah, that's it.. come for me, baby.." he cooed, his breaths coming in quick harsh gasps as his body tensed beneath you. He could feel your body shaking and quivering against him, and it sent him over the edge. A low growl escaped from his throat as he came, holding on to your hips tightly.

He sat up quickly, grabbing your jaw and pulling your lips down onto his in an urgent kiss, his tongue pushing past your lips and delving deep into your mouth. His hands moved over your body, tracing every contour and curve taking fistfuls of your skirt and crop top, before finally his arms wrapped round you and he pulled you down on top of him, settling you on his chest as he tried to even out his breathing again.

You kissed him back sloppily before pulling away and swiping the back of your hand over your damp forehead, covered in a sheer layer of sweat and adjusting your glasses. You let him slip out of you, making sure to safely climb off from his lap given you were shitfaced drunk, opting to lay beside him on the bed to catch your breath.

Rafe let out a breathless laugh as you flopped down beside him on the bed. He was also sweaty and out of breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to regain his breathing. He looked over at you, taking in your disheveled and flushed appearance, his eyes lingering over your body for a moment before he spoke.

"You're somethin' else, you know that?..." he said, his voice low and rough.

"You don't have to talk to me after we do this you know that right?.." you mumbled, grimacing to your self as you stared up at the ceiling in a slight daze, your words slurred. Just like usual you were starting to feel the guilt and self hatred fill you as you regained your breath. It was had not to, given Rafe was a psychopathic rich asshole, who's favorite past time was to pick on you and your friends. That was when he wasn't fucking the living shit out of you at parties or whenever you decided you wanted to call him up for a quickie."Talkin' is optional.." you mumbled breathlessly.

Rafe rolled his eyes at your words, his patience growing thin as you started to spiral. He glanced over at you, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Jesus, here we go again... I thought the sex always shut you up.."

You raised a shaky hand to flip him off without sparing him a glance, your drunk brain focused more on the song playing outside the bedroom, where the party was still in full swing.

Rafe let out a huff of annoyance, rolling his eyes at your rude gesture. He sat up, grabbing his discarded shorts from the floor.

"Oh yeah, real mature..." he grumbled, pulling his shorts on and standing up from the bed.

You stood up too, you legs slightly shaky as you adjusted your underwear and denim skirt along with your bunched up crop top. "You're the one who's hooking up with a 17 year old. What do you expect, Cameron?"

Rafe shot you a glare, his expression turning cold as he pulled his shirt back on. "Don't start with that age bullshit. You're the one who keeps coming back for more. And you're not a kid so drop the innocent act."

"Wow you are so good at pillow talk Rafe.." you mumbled as you sat down on the bed to clumsily put your vans back on.

Rafe let out a scoff, shaking his head in disbelief. "Oh, please. I don't hear you complaining about it when I have you under me.."

"Good point, this point's yours, 1-0." you mumbled in amusement, shaking your head at him.

Rafe smirked as he watched you tie your shoes, his eyes roaming over your body again, lingering over the way your skirt was slightly hitched up, revealing more of your thighs.

"I'm always winning.. 2-0" he said matter of factly.

"Don't get cocky with me Cameron.." you raised one brow, standing up from the bed and walking over to the door stopping before you exited the bedroom, "I'll text you if i wanna go another round, in case JJ breaks my heart by being the boyfriend of another girl..." you looked over your shoulder pouting slightly.

Rafe rolled his eyes again, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll wait by the phone.." he said sarcastically, his gaze roaming over you again. He couldn't help but admit that the thought of making you forget about JJ was a bit satisfying. If not a bit pathetic.

One thing that you liked about the whole situation with Rafe was that he never complained about being used, in a way. He got sex and you got your distraction for the moment from your feelings for JJ; which will never be reciprocated. Rafe didn't want love and neither did you and it kept him away from the pogues, so it was a win-win situation. Except for the fact that if they found out, they'd hate you. But that was a problem for future you. Just like the hangover looming over your head, dangling like an anvil waiting to drop and crush you.

You rolled your eyes at Rafe before exiting his bedroom and making your way down the hall and downstairs through the throngs of people still partying. You were blinded by the sudden change in light and the blaring music, but you pushed through to the drinks table, one of your hands trying to tame down your messy and sex mussed hair.

The room was crowded with people dancing, laughing, and drinks flowing left and right. As you made your way downstairs, trying to fix your hair, some people looked up and eyed you. Some greeted you with smiles and small nods, while others looked at you more curiously, perhaps noticing your disheveled state. But everyone seemed too drunk or distracted to pay too much attention. You eventually reached the drinks table, where a wide selection of alcohol and mixers were laid out.

As you surveyed the selection, someone suddenly sidled up to you, their voice cutting through the thumping music.

"Well, don't you look like you had fun upstairs.." a male voice said, clearly amused. You turned your head to see Topper standing beside you.

"I don't have any spare change, strange homeless man.." you spoke sarcastically, not sparing a glance in Topper's direction, too overstimulated and drunk to care.

Topper let out a chuckle, shaking his head at your sarcastic remark. "Still as charming as ever, eh?" he teased, his gaze roaming over you, taking in your messy appearance. It was evident that he noticed your mussed hair and flushed cheeks.

"Rafe's upstairs Topper.. please stop bothering me before anyone thinks we're friends.." you rolled your eyes, still scanning the drink options.

Topper chuckled and held up his hands in surrender, feigning innocence.

“Hey, I’m not bothering you.. I'm just making small talk, no need to get your panties in a twist.”

He leaned in, lowering his voice, his smirk growing into a sly grin. "And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about your little.. activities upstairs.."

"You better... your best friend enjoys the activities as much as i do.." you settled on mixing some sprite with vodka in a cup to sip on for the rest of the night.

Topper chuckled again, shaking his head in amusement at your words. "Oh, trust me, I know all about it. And I have no intention of spreading any rumors or gossip. You and I both know that wouldn't end well for either of us."

He paused, taking a sip of his own drink before continuing, a cocky smile on his face. "But, you know, I have to admit.. I'm a little jealous."

"And here i though you were still obsessing over our little Sarah.." you took a sip to test the drink before glancing in his direction while raising your brow.

Topper shrugged casually, a small, sly smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. At the mention of Sarah, he seemed to almost grimace, as if thinking of her brought back less than positive thoughts. "Sarah? That chapter is closed... For now at least.."

He turned to fully face you, studying your messy hair and disheveled state, a hint of amused curiosity in his gaze. "But you on the other hand... You're becoming quite the little party princess these days.."

"Well go hit on someone else Topper I'm not even interested in your best friend, Rafe— and he already made me finish multiple times.." you mumbled, shrugging in mock disappointment.

Topper chuckled, raising his hands in a placating gesture. A small hint of annoyance flared in his eyes, but he quickly masked it with his usual cocky attitude. "Easy princess.. I wasn't trying to hit on you. And I already knew you and Rafe weren't an item. I was simply making conversation.."

He paused, a grin spreading on his face. "Not my fault you're a little sensitive about it.."

"I ain't sensitive... I'm just not feeling it tonight, yeah? and you're still here bugging me.." you groaned, leaning against the drink table scanning the room for any signs of your friends.

Topper huffed in slight annoyance, his cocky smirk faltering just slightly. It was clear he wasn't used to being brushed off. "Fine, fine... I get it, I'll leave you alone.. But don't expect me to always be so polite and understanding, Y/l/n."

He downed the rest of his drink and set the empty cup on the table, before looking at you once more. "You know, you've really changed lately.."

"You don't even know me Topper.. Just leave already." you grimaced and tore your eyes from the crowd to shoot him a dirty look.

Topper raised his hands in mock surrender again, taking a step back. It was evident that the conversation was not going the way he wanted. His cocky demeanor started to slip, replaced by slight annoyance and resentment. "Alright, alright. I'm going.. No need to get so pissy with me."

He shot you a final dark glance before turning and disappearing into the crowd of party-goers, leaving you by yourself at the drink table.

You breathed a sigh of relief as Topper left, glad to be free from his unwanted company. Taking a moment to collect yourself, you sipped on your drink as you glanced around the room, trying to spot any familiar faces in the sea of party-goers.

As you took a moment to collect yourself and scan the crowd, a familiar presence suddenly appeared beside you. JJ stood silently beside you for a moment, his intense blue eyes taking note of your disheveled hair and slightly flushed cheeks, silently deducing what had happened previously.

He raised one eyebrow slightly but didn't say anything at first, just leaned back against the table and looked out at the crowd, watching the people dancing and laughing. After a moment, he spoke up.

"You look like you've been through the wringer." There was a hint of amusement in his voice, but also a slight note of concern

"How come you're alone?.. where's Kiara?" you spoke rather bitterly, the alcohol not stopping you from being grumpy as you stared at the people around you dancing and drinking.

JJ chuckled softly at your bitter tone, knowing that the alcohol was getting the better of you. He shook his head slightly, amused by your display of grumpiness. "Kiara's around somewhere, chatting it up with some of the other girls.."

He glanced over at you curiously, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "And don't change the subject. You look like you've had a raucous night thus far."

"You're just letting your girlfriend walk around alone..?" you mumbled, scrunching up your face in confusion and taking a sip of your drink, still not glancing at JJ.

JJ chuckled again, clearly finding your confusion and prodding amusing. "Yeah, I am. Why? You worried about her or something? Trust me, she's more than capable of handling herself."

He paused for a moment, studying your face as you avoided his gaze, sipping on your drink. "You're deflecting again, by the way.."

"Dunno.. just thought you'd be all over each other right now.." you chuckled wryly, "and i just hooked up with some dude.. that's why i look like a racoon.." you turned to side glance at him, a small proud smile tugging at your lips.

JJ raised his eyebrows in mild surprise, a mixture of amusement and disbelief on his face. He chuckled softly as you mentioned hooking up with some guy, but also couldn't help but notice the proud grin you had.

"Really now? And who's the lucky guy?" He leaned in slightly, his tone becoming a little more teasing as he spoke.

"..Secret." you narrowed your eyes, still smirking up at him as you turned to face him fully, your head tilted to the side as he leaned in slightly.

JJ chuckled again, clearly enjoying your coyness and slightly teasing demeanor. He leaned against the table, mirroring your position as he studied your face, an amused smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, a secret, huh? I see how it is."

He paused, a hint of mischief in his tone as he continued, leaning a little closer with a raised eyebrow. "Come on, don't keep me in suspense."

"I'm not spilling J.." you chuckled in disbelief, your brows furrowing at his insistence, your eyes roaming over his face. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his lips were a bit swollen, probably from kissing Kiara. His blonde hair was messy and he just looked so handsome to drunk you.

JJ chuckled along with you, enjoying your banter. He noticed your eyes roaming over his face, clearly taking in his flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips, a result of his time with Kiara.

He couldn’t help but notice the way you were looking at him, your eyes lingering on his face, your own cheeks slightly blushed from the alcohol (and your hookup). He smirked faintly, enjoying the attention. "Come on, you can't keep me in the dark forever. I won't snitch, I promise."

"Nah.. not spilling." you tskd at him shaking your head and finally breaking the eye contact by turning your face away a little and taking a sip from your drink.

JJ chuckled, the smirk on his face growing wider as you stubbornly refused to give up the mystery guy's name.

He leaned even closer, leaning himself against the table to get more in your face. "Oh, you're such a tease.. Come on, just tell me his name. I'm really curious about this guy who has you looking so disheveled and satisfied.."

The way he leaned closer, the way he smirked, the way he looked at you.. It sent a strange little spark of excitement through you, even in your slightly drunken state. It was almost like a game, how he was trying to tease the mystery man's identity out of you, and how you were refusing to give in.

You took another sip of your drink, trying to hold back the fluttery, light feeling that was starting to bubble up inside.

"Not a chance, JJ. You'll have to pry it out of me with a crowbar.”

JJ chuckled softly at your stubborn refusal, enjoying the playful back-and-forth between the two of you. Your stubbornness was both admirable and frustrating all at once, but it only served to make him more intrigued and amused.

He took a step closer to you, invading your personal space, and lowered his voice to a huskier tone, challenging you with a smirk. "Is that right? Is that what it'll take, huh? A damn crowbar..”

"Watch the personal space, blondie.. you have a girlfriend now, don't forget." you chuckled, raising one brow as he continued to crowd you from the side, causing you to grimace in amusement.

JJ chuckled again, enjoying the way you were trying to push him away, all the while still not giving up the secret of the mystery man you hooked up with.

He didn't move away though, he continued to crowd your space, his eyes gleaming mischievously as he teased you. "And what's that supposed to mean, huh? Just because I have a girlfriend doesn't mean I'm not allowed to get up close and personal with my friends.."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot on your cheek as he spoke, his voice low and teasing. "Besides, Kiara's fine with me having my own personal space.. and if I wanna invade yours, she won't mind either.."

"What an understanding girlfriend Kiara is.." you mumbled, letting out a small soft laugh, almost brushing your nose against his when you turned your head to the side to glance at him.

JJ laughed softly along with you, reveling in the proximity of your faces, your nose almost brushing against his.

"Yeah, she's cool like that.."

He paused, his gaze lingering on your face, his features slightly more serious as he spoke in a lower tone. "Besides, she knows she's the only one that has me wrapped around her finger.."

Great wow, lady boner gone, you thought sarcastically at the last part of his statement. What a way to bring you back to earth after almost suffocating you with the tension. "I don't doubt that..." you mumbled, turning to gaze forward again, your eyes scanning the crowd again, adjusting your glasses and taking another sip from your drink in hopes to squish the feeling down.

JJ chuckled again, noticing the way your demeanor shifted after he mentioned Kiara having him wrapped around her finger. He could sense the tension and excitement between the two of you just moments before, but now it seemed to have dissipated a little.

He watched as you averted your gaze and took another sip of your drink, a small frown tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He knew he had to say something to bring back the banter and tension from before, so he leaned in again, his voice softer this time. "Hey, don't get all sulky on me now..”

"Why would i be sulky.. I'm happy for you." you spoke, shrugging after casting another sideway glance.

JJ raised his eyebrows, a touch of skepticism in his expression as he observed your reaction. He knew you well enough to sense something was off, but he wasn't sure what.

He studied your features for a moment, searching for any hints of jealousy or discontent, but your face remained neutral.

"You sure that's all it is? Just being happy for me and Kiara?"

His gaze lingered on your face, trying to read your expression, hoping to get a glimpse into what you were really feeling. He knew you well enough to know that sometimes you put up a front, masking your true emotions behind a neutral facade. Which was both admirable and annoying because if JJ liked to do anything, he liked to pry.

He leaned a little closer, his voice quieter, as if sharing a secret. "You can be honest, you know... if something is bothering you.."

"And why would i be bothered?" you asked, turning to face him again, your faces close again, "seems to me like you want me to be bothered or somethin'.." you added, your brows raised teasingly, feeling a little bolder given you were shitfaced.

JJ chuckled softly, his eyes locked on yours, a mix of amusement and something else, something more, in his gaze. He loved it when you got bolder with alcohol coursing through your veins.

"You think so, huh..?” he said, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

He leaned in even closer, his breath mingling with yours, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "Maybe I do.. Maybe I want you to be bothered, to be jealous.."

You scoffed, shaking your head calmly although on the inside you were freaking out. Your faces were so close and you could just close the distance between you and kiss him once, just like you had been dreaming. But you didn't of course, no amount of vodka could make you cut your own head like that. "..and why is that?" you settled on asking, tilting your head to the side a little.

JJ held your gaze, the smirk on his face only growing as he watched the subtle shift in your demeanor. He knew it was driving you crazy, having him so close like this, but he relished the effect he had on you. Was it a bit asshole ish of him? Probably. But when did he care about being an asshole. "Maybe I like when you’re bothered and jealous.. Maybe it makes you feisty, more fun to tease.."

He leaned in even closer, mere inches apart, his voice dropping to a whisper once again. "Maybe I like seeing you all worked up, just for me.."

You knew he was just teasing you. Obviously. You knew you had to pull back slightly and back away a little, tell him it wasn't funny and such. But you found yourself wanting to push back, ricochet this tension, "trust me you'll know if i was jealous.." you smirked, dropping your gaze to his lips deliberately and then back into those blue eyes you knew so well.

JJ's smirk only widened as he watched your gaze drop to his lips and then dart back up to his eyes. He was enjoying this little push and pull, this back and forth of tension and flirtation between you two.

He leaned in even closer, his breath warm on your cheek as he spoke in a low, huskier tone than before.

"Oh yeah? And how would I know if you were jealous, huh? You gonna spell it out for me, or are you gonna show me?"

"There's no need. I'm very happy for you as your best friend.." you whispered, your words sounding almost sarcastic, the statements almost getting lost in the sound of the blaring music of the party around you both.

JJ chuckled softly at the sarcastic note in your voice, seeing right through your feigned happiness for him and Kiara. He knew there was more to it, there was always more to it when it came to you and him.

He leaned in even closer, almost so that his lips were brushing against your ear, his whisper hot and tickling against your skin. "Oh yeah? You sure about that, huh? You sure you're not just saying that to cover up how you really feel?"

Your eyes almost fluttered closed as he whispered in your ear but you managed to keep them open and yourself up on your feet. Surprisingly, given you were also drunk like a sailor. Your fingers reached up to adjust your glasses chuckling, "oh come on, I'm being honest here... Scout's honor J.." you mumbled breathlessly still smirking.

JJ chuckled at your attempt to keep yourself balanced and upright, his eyes roaming over your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and slightly glassy eyes. He knew you were drunk, and he knew he should pull back, but damn it if that didn't make you even more attractive to him.

He smirked back, his arm instinctively moving to help steady you on your feet, his voice dropping to a dangerously low tone. "Alright, alright. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.. for now... scout's honor, huh?

"Whatever.." you mumbled waving a dismissive hand in his direction, your face turned away again as you sipped from your drink. If he wasn't gonna pull back you would have seriously did something you would have regretted in the morning. You forgot what you were talking about anyway, the whole tension and the fact that he smelled like weed and cologne always made your brain short circuit. You really were cursed.

JJ let you wave off the conversation and take a swig of your drink, watching as you sipped on it while turning your face away. He could still feel the tension between the two of you, thick and palpable like smoke. It was like the air was charged with electricity whenever you were this close together. It didn't change when he got with Kie. Although he desperately hoped it would.

He studied your face for a moment, noticing how the alcohol was clearly affecting you, making your mind hazy and your movements looser. He had an uncontrollable urge to touch you, to take your hand in his or brush his fingertips along your jawline, but he held himself back.

The party was in full swing around you now, the music blaring and the lights growing even more blinding, but it all felt distant and irrelevant to JJ in this moment. All he could focus on was you, standing there with your flushed cheeks and swaying slightly on your feet, looking so damn endearing and tempting at the same time. He leaned in a little closer, his voice lowered to a soft murmur. "You're really feeling the drinks, huh..?"

"Yeah.." you responded weakly, chuckling breathlessly as you studied the crowd dancing and drinking, your vision blurry and your head fuzzy.

JJ watched as you chuckled weakly, your gaze trained on the partygoers around you, all lost in their own world of dancing and drinking. The alcohol was clearly taking its toll on you, and seeing you like this, slightly woozy and disoriented, stirred something in him.

He leaned in a bit closer not able to contain himself from doing so, his lips close to your ear again, his voice gentle yet with a hint of concern. "Maybe you should sit down for a while.. You don’t look so good, you’re not gonna pass out on me now, are you?"

"Nah i won't pass out." you shook your head, locking eyes with him when he pulled back slightly, "but maybe you should go find your girlfriend, don't you think? wouldn't want people to think we're up to something standing so close.."

JJ's gaze held yours for a long moment as you locked eyes with him, a flicker of something passing between you two before you mentioned Kiara. He knew you had a point, they were technically together, and it probably looked a little suspicious seeing him so close to you instead. But a small part of him didn't want to leave you. He didn't want to go find Kiara, he wanted to stay right where he was, close to you.

He chuckled lowly under his breath before speaking. "Yeah... Yeah, I probably should..."

"Yeah you should find Kiara.. your dear girlfriend.." you mumbled, turning to lean your back against the table, your hands gripping the edge of it for balance, tipping your head back and groaning to yourself. You were feeling lightheaded and it felt like the room was spinning around you, mouth watering slightly.

JJ watched as you turned away and leaned against the table, your grasp on the edge of it and the sound of your groan sending a pang of guilt through his chest. He knew he should go find Kiara, he was her boyfriend after all, but seeing you like that, a small voice in his head whispered to stay. Or maybe the devil on his shoulder did, he was too tipsy to tell which.

He shifted on his feet, glancing around the room aimlessly for a moment before looking back at you, his tone softer as he spoke. "Yeah... I really should go find her..."

But he didn't move. He stood there for a moment, torn between his duty to Kiara and the inexplicable pull he felt towards you. He watched you leaning against the table, your head thrown back and your eyes closed, and he couldn't help but think how delicate and beautiful you looked in that moment. He had seen you like this before, drunk and swaying, but there was something different about this time, something that made his heart ache a little.

He let out a sigh, his conflicting thoughts weighing heavily on him. He knew he was being selfish, that he should go find Kiara and do the right thing. He had a girlfriend, and he couldn't just stand here mooning over you. But he couldn't seem to make himself move.

He stepped closer to you, his voice a low murmur, almost too low to hear over the music. "You really look out of it, you sure you'll be okay if I leave you here?"

"I dunno... maybe. Maybe not.." you mumbled almost mischievously, grinning drunkenly, your eyes still closed and your head thrown back.

JJ rolled his eyes at your drunkenly mumbled response, a mixture of annoyance and affection in his expression. He knew you were too drunk to care about how you looked or sounded at this point, which was both endearing and frustrating.

He leaned in a little more to study you closely, his gaze on your face, taking in your closed eyes and the lazy grin on your lips. "You're such a pain in my ass, you know that?"

He let out a soft huff, his heart skipping a beat at how effortlessly cute you looked in this state, all disheveled and tipsy. But he also knew you were in no condition to be left alone, especially with all the drunk guys at the party who would probably try to take advantage of your vulnerable state.

He leaned against the table next to you, his shoulder bumping against yours as he spoke. "I can't just leave you here like this, you're probably gonna pass out or something if I let you be.."

"What bout' Kie?.." you slurred, swaying a little and fake pouted to yourself, throwing your head back a little more.

JJ raised an eyebrow at your slurring voice, rolling his eyes as you swayed drunkenly and pouted like a little kid. He knew you were just being a nuisance right now, but there was also a part of him that found your drunken antics amusing.

He let out another huff, his tone slightly annoyed but affectionate all the same. "Of course we have to think about Kie... But also, you're my friend, I can't just leave you here all by yourself when you're like this.."

You let out another loud groan. You always hated when he friend-zoned you in the middle of the conversations, and you were happy you were too drunk to say anything at the moment resorting to just groaning. "Thanks.. what would i do?.. without a best friend like you.." you chuckled wryly, head still thrown back and eyes closed.

JJ smirked at your groan and the mock appreciation in your voice. He knew you hated being friendzoned, but that was because you both knew it wasn't just that. There was always something more between the two of you, something neither of you could fully ignore or deny.

He leaned a little closer, his voice a low murmur as he spoke, a hint of teasing in his tone. "You'd be lost, that's what you'd be. Drowning in your own misery and despair without me.."

JJ chuckled dryly as he spoke, his eyes on your face, watching the way your eyelashes fanned across your cheeks in the dim light. He knew you were far too wasted to notice his slight flirting, which made it all the more fun for him. He was treading a fine line between just friends and something more, and it was a line he had been dancing around with you for a long time now.

He leaned even closer, his lips practically against your ear as he spoke, his voice soft and rough. "But let's be honest here, you'd be lost without me.."

Your eyes fluttered open, letting out a sound between a scoff and a snort, your fingers reaching up to adjust your glasses "think it's the other way around but.. 'kay." you mumbled, rolling your eyes at his statement steadying your self on your feet.

JJ grinned at your response, enjoying the way you tried to sass him even in your drunken state. He always loved your stubborn attitude, it was one of the things that attracted him to you in the first place.

He chuckled softly, watching you adjust your glasses and trying to steady yourself on your feet, a small part of him finding your clumsy efforts adorable. "Oh really now? You think I'd be the one lost without you, huh?"

"Well.. not entirely sure given you have Kie babysitting you now.." you nodded side glancing at him and bumping your shoulder against his at an attempt on casualness.

JJ rolled his eyes at your side glance and the bump of your shoulder, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Oh please, Kiara's not babysitting me, she's my girlfriend. There's a difference."

He studied your face for a moment, his gaze flickering over your features. "Besides, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, you know .."

"And here i thought you didn't even have the word 'girlfriend' in your vocabulary.." you mumbled teasingly, your eyes still scanning the crowd of drunk teenagers dancing around you both, the music blaring loudly throughout the Cameron house. Mainly to distract you from the tension growing between you and JJ.

JJ huffed a small laugh at your teasing remark, rolling his eyes at the implication that he was a ladies man who couldn't possibly commit to a relationship.

"Hilarious."

He shot you a dry look, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Real funny, I'm not as much of a manwhore as you make me out to be, you know.."

"Hey.. I'm just sayin'.. didn't know you could be loyal." you chuckled, looking up at him, leaning against the drinks table to your side.

JJ rolled his eyes again at your comment about loyalty, but he couldn't help but smile a little. "Well, surprise surprise. I do have a heart capable of being loyal. I know, shocking, right?"

He smirked at you, his eyes locking with yours as you leaned against the drink table, his voice a little more teasing than usual. "You always have such high opinions of me, don't you."

"I've known you my whole life unfortunately.. these opinions are facts." you shrugged feigning disappointment.

JJ chuckled softly, shaking his head at your feigned disappointment and your "factual" opinions about him. He knew you were mostly teasing, although there was a hint of truth in your words. You had known him practically his whole life, you probably knew him better than anyone, and that thought both exhilarated and slightly irritated him. "Aw, you're breaking my heart here, you know that. I thought you had some faith in me."

"I mean hey.." you turned to face him, smirking and narrowing your eyes up at him, "you wanna tell me you actually had been loyal to Kie these 3 whole months..?" your smirk widened into a small grin, whispering.

JJ's mouth opened and closed, his mind racing for a moment as he tried to come up with a witty response to your question. He knew he couldn't truthfully say that he had been %100 loyal to Kiara these past three months. No, that would be a straight up lie.

He leaned in slightly, his voice a low murmur, a hint of guilt in his eyes. "You... you don't play fair, do you..?"

Your hand shot up to cover your mouth, a small snort of laughter escaping you. You wouldn't admit it but the thought that he wasn't completely loyal to Kie, excited you a little. Maybe that was the alcohol talking. "I knew it." you mumbled, eyes wide and teasing after laughing for a couple of seconds.

JJ's eyes widened as you let out a snort of laughter, his heart skipping a beat at how adorably amused you seemed by his lack of loyalty to Kiara.

He tried to play it off with a small smirk, but there was a hint of guilt in his voice. "Yeah yeah, you're a regular Sherlock Holmes. Congratulations for figuring me out."

"What are we talking about here.. making out? hand stuff..?" you asked lowly, stepping a little closer "or like the real deal?" you grinned, unable to hold your giggles.

JJ's cheeks flushed a light pink at the bluntness of your questions, his mind immediately going to the things he had done that weren't exactly loyal to Kiara. Some things he hadn't even told anyone yet.

He glanced around, making sure no one else was listening before he leaned closer to you, his voice a low murmur, his eyes a little wary. "Wouldn't you like to know weather boy.."

JJ mentally cursed himself for that response, he should've just made the joke and moved on, now you'd keep pushing for more information, you always did. But then again, he knew you didn't know the whole extent of his lack of loyalty, so what harm could a bit of honesty do?

He took a deep breath before he spoke again, his voice barely above a whisper. "It wasn't the real deal if that's what you're asking..."

"So we're talking 'bj from a stranger'? or..." you narrowed your eyes still smirking, your gaze fitting over his face.

JJ's cheeks burn a brighter red at the boldness of your question, at your unwavering gaze that seemed to see right through him. He was surprised you weren't more shocked, but then again you had always been fairly blunt and direct. He glanced around again, still ensuring no one was near enough to hear the details of his indiscretions.

He leaned in even closer, his voice was almost hoarse as he spoke, his heart beating faster. "More like a few make outs ... a few handjobs …"

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. You were a little taken aback but more than anything amused. Way too amused. And your mind was now filled with the image of how JJ looked when he got a hand job or made out with someone. Also very not fit for the situation. "Damn.. that's all?" you found yourself asking, studying his face intently.

JJ raised a eyebrow at your reaction, expecting a bit more shock, but you just seemed incredibly amused by it all. Which surprised him.

He chuckled a little wryly at your question, a smirk playing on his lips. Your intense gaze on his face was making it hard for him to think straight. "Yeah, that's all."

He smirked a bit more, raising an eyebrow as he looked back and forth between your eyes. "Did you want me to say more?"

"I'm just.. that's not that bad.." you shrugged, pressing your lips together in amusement. God you were enjoying this. You felt a weird sense of satisfaction flood your hazy and drunk mind as you looked to the side, breaking the eye contact with him, scoffing in slight disbelief.

There was some part of JJ that was surprised at your nonchalant reaction, at how okay you seemed to be with the lack of loyalty he had towards Kiara. You were usually pretty judgmental when it came to that sort of stuff, but you just seemed amused by it now. Almost satisfied, even. Which puzzled him, and aroused him at the same time. He leaned a little closer to you, trying to catch your eyes with his again.

"Yeah? 'Not that bad' huh?" He teased with a sly smile.

JJ paused for a moment, studying your face as you seemed to be deep in thought, your eyes avoiding his gaze. There was a sense of satisfaction in your demeanor that he could not miss, and it made him curious, intrigued. Did you actually like the idea of him being a bit disobedient? His mind started to race as he studied your face, his lips parted slightly.

He leaned even closer, his voice a low murmur "Why do you seem so... satisfied with this?"

"I.. i don't-.. I'm not satisfied.. i just find it amusing." you stammered, letting out a small nervous chuckle, glancing back up at him, "maybe cause I'm wasted.." you shrugged, still trying to suppress a small smile.

JJ raised an eyebrow at your stammered response, a small smirk forming on his face at your nervous chuckle. He knew you well enough to know when you were hiding something, and the way you were trying to suppress your smile was a dead giveaway.

He leaned against the drink table you were standing at, his eyes locking with yours, a hint of challenge in his gaze. "Yeah? Amused or.... excited..?"

"Now why would i be excited, you're an unfaithful asshole?" you asked lowly, raising your brows as you stepped closer to him, a small teasing smirk playing on your lips.

JJ chuckled at your blunt words, his eyes darkened as you stepped closer to him. The tension between you was growing, and he liked it.

He leaned back against the drink table a bit more, his eyes flickering over your face, a devilish smirk on his lips. "I don't know, you tell me. You're the one who's been grinning this whole time, like you're getting some sort of kick out of this conversation..."

"Hey.. that's because i knew it. You confirmed my suspicions and I'm happy about being right." you shrugged, returning his gaze heads on, still grinning like you didn't actually mean the words. Because they were only half true. If you were gonna admit it fully to yourself, you felt like you found the biggest loophole in history, one you could easily slip through. But you discarded that for now. It wasn't like what you were thinking was morally correct. That shit was messy and you wouldn't mind just being right. You couldn't do that to Kie, as much as you wanted to.

JJ chuckled at your response, his eyes glittering as he studied your face. Your grin was playful, almost cocky, like you were holding something back. "Your suspicions? You knew I wasn't being loyal to Kie, huh?"

He crossed his arms over his chest, his smirk widening. He loved when you were like this, cocky and confident, it was hot.

JJ's heart was racing as he stood a breath away from you. The proximity to you combined with the adrenaline rushing through his veins was making him feel a little dizzy, but in the best possible way. He could see a hint of something in your eyes, and it fueled him on.*

He leaned a little closer, his hot breath caressing your ear, as he spoke in a low, sultry voice. "You have no idea what you're doing to me right now.."

Your brows raised, your eyes widening slightly at his unexpected words. You could feel the small flush creep up your neck and you let out a low laugh. "Are you trying to bait me..?" you asked, a small smirk playing on your lips.

JJ chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of mischief and desire as he saw your reaction to his words. Your flushed face only fueled him further.

He reached out and gently caressed your flushed skin with the back of his hand, a sly smile on his face. "Bait you? Me? I'm just sayin' what's on my mind, sugar."

JJ felt a rush of confidence and boldness, fueled by the alcohol and the heat of the moment. He moved a little closer, his hand still tracing along your jawline as he spoke, his voice lowering even more.

"And I can tell you, you've got my mind going to some very interesting places.."

"I can't figure out if you're being serious or this is just some weird experiment to see if i bite the bait.." you narrowed your eyes, your eyes tracing over every detail of his face. You were freaking out internally of course, his words and touch and the way he called you sugar were all sending your mind in a drunken frenzy. Especially with the southern drawl his low words carried.

JJ smirked, his smirk widening at your narrowing gaze. He could see you trying to decipher his intentions, and he was enjoying the effect he was having on you. The way your eyes were tracing over his face, the way you responded to his touch and words... It was exactly what he was aiming for, and more. And he could feel the tension building between you.

He leaned even closer to you, his hand still gently resting on your jawline. He looked right into your eyes, his voice sultry. "Oh, I assure you, doll, I'm very serious.."

JJ leaned closer, so close that his body was now pressed against yours. He could feel your breath on his skin, smell the alcohol on your breath, and it was driving him crazy. He ran his hand down your neck, leaving a trail of heat behind as he spoke, his voice a low murmur, full of desire and tension. "You have no idea how much self-control it's taking me right now not to do some very bad things to you.."

"So it's that easy, yeah?" you asked, your expression smug and intense "you're biting my bait too y'know..?"

JJ paused for a moment, taken a little off guard by your words. He hadn't expected you to fire back so quick, and with such attitude. But he liked it, he found it sexy and intriguing. And he knew you were right, he was definitely biting your bait, hook, line, and sinker.

He smirked again, his eyes darkening with desire as he looked at you. He leaned in even closer, his lips almost brushing your ear as he responded in a low, dangerous voice that sent a shiver down your spine. "Yeah, doll, I guess I am..."

"I kinda like the tension though.." you nodded vaguely, "it's not wrong to have tension with your best friend... what is wrong though.. is what you're trying to bait me into..."

JJ chuckled, his hand slowly tracing along the side of your neck, sending chills down your spine. "Oh, the tension is definitely worth it. You have no idea how much."

He paused for a moment, his eyes locked on yours, his gaze intense and sultry. "You're right, sugar. We are best friends. And sometimes... best friends do very wrong things to each other.."

"You're talking to me like you're talking to a child.." you chuckled softly, your gaze glued onto his face, "still doesn't make it any less... treacherous and wrong." you shrugged grinning.

JJ's smirk widened as you chucked, enjoying the way you were responding to him. He felt a thrill of excitement coursing through his veins, feeding off your energy. "Nah, I know you're not a child. You're a grown woman, capable of making your own decisions. Just like I'm a grown man.. with very few limits.. very few morals.."

He paused for a moment, his head slightly tilting as he looked deeply into your eyes. "Sometimes wrong things feel so goddamn right.."

"Very few limits and morals, huh? and what if i have a strong moral code and i like doing the right things..?" you prodded, narrowing your eyes again, pressing your lips together in a questioning look.

JJ's smirk turned into a sly grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He knew you were playing a game, just as he was, and he was enjoying it immensely. "You're funny as hell, doll."

He chuckled softly, his hand moving down to rest on your hip, holding you against the drink table. "We both know you don't have a strong moral code. You like breaking the rules just as much as I do. We're both just very good at hiding it."

"This isn't about my rules. I don't have rules here.. i can hook up with as many guys as i want at this party.." you chuckled, crossing your arms over your chest, "including you. You're the one who's supposed to be loyal to one person." you mumbled mischievously, smirking up at him.

JJ's eyes darkened at your words, a dangerous glint appearing in them as he smirked back at you. He took a step closer, his body pressing closer against yours, his hand slowly sliding down your hip, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. "Yeah, maybe I am. But you don't seem real broken up by that fact, sugar... In fact, you seem to be enjoying it quite a lot.."

He lowered his head to your ear, his voice a low, sultry murmur "Admit it.."

"I'm tempted to.. but you know what they say in court.. anything you say can be held against you or something.." you chuckled once again at your own words, still fixing with your gaze, your eyes glinting with curiosity behind your glasses.

JJ smirked again, enjoying your quick-witted response. He knew you were playing with him, trying to get a rise out of him. But he was enjoying this little game of cat and mouse the two of you were playing. He took another step forward, his body now fully pressed against yours, his hand slowly sliding around your waist, pulling you against his chest.

"Hmm.. yeah, that's true. You can always plead the fifth, sugar." He leaned in closer, his lips just a breath away from your ear, his voice low and sultry.

"Plead the fifth..?" you snorted softly in amusement at his quick rebuttal to your smartass response. You always liked that about JJ. He could always take what you dished out no matter the context. Perks of being childhood best friends, i guess.

JJ chuckled at your snort, his smirk widening into a cocky, confident smile. He knew you could give as good as you got, and he loved it. There was something so sexy and exciting about your quick-witted banter.

"Yes ma'am. The ol' fifth amendment. The right to shut your damn mouth and keep your secrets to yourself." He gently grabbed your chin, tilting your head up so that your eyes met his once more, his voice dropping down to a sultry whisper.

"You're such a smartass.." you shook your head raising your brows. "Maybe i wanna speak my mind and not plead the fifth amendment. I'm a law abiding citizen after all.." your grin widened, continuing to challenge him, pushing the limit.

JJ chuckled at your words, enjoying your playful defiance. The more you pushed him, the more his desire and excitement grew. He loved it when you played this game with him. "A law-abiding citizen, huh? Sure, doll. Whatever you say."

He smirked, leaning in closer, his lips almost brushing against your ear again. "We both know your mind is filled with all kinds of not-so-innocent thoughts right now. Confess, sugar.."

"Can't confess anything.. i plead the fifth." you shifted the weight from one foot to the other, turning your face a little to the side, your noses brushing against each other as he leaned in to whisper in your ear.

JJ chuckled gruffly at your playful stubbornness, enjoying the way you leaned into him and the way your faces were now so close together. It was taking all his self-control not to just push you up against the wall at this point and kiss you senseless. But he wanted to play your game, and he wasn't about to give up yet. "Damn.. You're driving me crazy just by talking about not talking.."

He paused, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper, his breath hot against your ear. "I wish I could just kiss you right now, sugar.."

You weren't sure how you were still standing right now. Especially since you were already really drunk. That was one sentence you hoped to hear from JJ since you started liking him. But it wasn't the right setting, given Kiara was in the same house and she could always decide to come looking for her boyfriend. The same boyfriend clinging to you and practically begging you to hook up with him. As bad as it sounded, it felt like a win for you, even though it shouldn't.

"Oh yeah..?" you asked lowly, still smiling up at him, those 2 words being the only ones you could manage in that moment.

JJ's smirk widened as he watched you struggle to formulate a response. He knew he had you right where he wanted you. And he was enjoying it. His hand was still resting on your hip, his fingers gently tracing circles on the skin underneath your shirt. He relished in the way you leaned into him, the way your breath hitched, the way your eyes darkened with desire.

"Yeah.."

His voice was low and husky with a hint of pleading, his breath hot against your ear as he leaned in closer his lips mere inches away from your skin. "I wanna kiss you so bad right now.."

"I heard you the first time.." you teased, turning your face to the side again, your nose brushing against his cheek once again.

JJ chuckled, his smirk widening in amusement as he felt your nose brush against his cheek. He couldn't resist the urge to move even closer to you, his body now fully pressed against yours, trapping you between him and the table. "Oh, I know you heard me. But I just like hearing myself say it. I like the way it makes you squirm.."

He leaned in even closer, his breath hot against your ear as he continued to speak, his voice dropping down to a low murmur. "And I know you feel it too, sugar. I can see it in your eyes, I can hear it in your breathing. You wanna kiss me just as much as I wanna kiss you. Admit it.."

"Maybe... but just as a little experiment y'know?" you whispered back, your gaze fixed intently on the side of his face, "i mean we've been best friends for so long.. can't blame me for wondering, yeah?"

JJ chuckled again, his smirk widening into a cocky smile. "A little experiment, huh? I like the sound of that.."

His hand traveled from your hip to your waist, his fingers tracing the curves of your body. "Yeah, totally. I guess I can't blame you at all for wondering how different it'd feel.. being with your childhood best friend and all.. that must've popped into your head at some point, right sugar?"

"Did it pop into your head..?" you turned the question around, mirroring his smirk.

"Oh, it definitely popped into my head.." JJ's smirk widened as he spoke, his eyes scanning your face for a moment, taking in every detail. He loved the way you matched his smirk with your own, the way you were playing the same game as he was.

"More times than I can count, if i'm being honest..." He nodded, his body now completely pressed against yours, his breath warm against your ear.

"You have no idea how many times I've imagined what it'd be like to kiss you.. to touch you.. to make you moan my name as I-" He cut himself off, a low chuckle escaping his lips as he pulled back slightly, his gaze fixed intently on your face.

You met his gaze heads on again, knowing that he was imagining the same thing as you. It was like your own moans were echoing in your mind as you imagined being on top of JJ, despite the blaring music around you both. You pressed your lips together to suppress a nervous smile, adjusting your glasses and holding his gaze silently, not backing away but not saying anything either.

JJ seemed to pick up on your nervous smile as he held your gaze. He couldn't help but smile too, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and desire. He knew you were thinking the same things he was, and it was driving him wild, in the best possible way.

"You're good at this game, doll.."

He mumbled, his grip on your hip tightening just a little as his eyes flicked down to your lips for a moment, taking in their soft shape and fullness. He wanted to kiss you so badly, it was taking all his self-control to hold back.

"I am.. feels like we've playing for years, right?" you spoke, chuckling softly, the sound almost lost in the party sounds around.

JJ chuckled in agreement, nodding slightly. "Yeah, it definitely feels like it..."

He paused for a moment, his gaze still fixed on your lips, his eyes tracing their shape, his mind wandering to all sorts of dirty imaginings that he was desperately trying to push away. But standing this close to you, seeing you looking up at him with those eyes and that smirk, it made it very difficult for him to stay focused and not lean in and kiss you right there and then.

"Y'know.. your lips are a lot pinker and fuller than I've always imagined.." He mumbled, his thumb gently tracing the outline of your bottom lip, feeling the softness against his skin. His eyes darkened as he looked down at you, the heat and desire behind them almost palpable.

"What about about my lips?" you asked, raising a brow at the word 'imagined', swallowing down a small lump that was forming in your throat.

JJ's gaze was still fixed on your lips, tracing the shape of them lazily with his thumb, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"You have no idea how many times I've thought about what it would feel like to kiss your lips.. to have them on mine.." His voice was low and rough, his mind obviously consumed by his own thoughts of you and the two of you together.

"Oh my god, i thought you were gonna end that sentence in another way.." you snorted a small nervous laugh, stepping back a little to laugh gently and nervously, placing your hands on your knees.

JJ couldn't help but chuckle as you stepped back and laughed nervously. He could see that you were feeling a little flustered and he couldn't blame you, he was feeling the same way.

"What? Did you think I was gonna say something dirty, sugar?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, his smirk widening.

"Yeah.. i mean when guys talk about my lips, they're always like: 'you have dick-sucking lips..'" you giggled again, locking eyes with him and shrugging.

JJ chuckled again, unable to keep the smile off his face at your words. Yeah, definitely flustered. He took a step closer to you again, leaning against the table next to you, his arm now brushing against yours.

"Yeah, guys these days can be pretty crude, huh?" He looked at you, his gaze locking with yours for a moment, his thoughts betraying him as he imagined what it'd look like to see your lips wrapped around him, your eyes looking up at him like now..

He had to stop himself from groaning aloud, his mind replaying the imaginative scene in front of him over and over, sending a wave of heat through his body. You on your knees, your lips around him, you hand following suit.. He took a slow, deep breath, trying to control his mind and his body's reactions, before speaking again.

"They've got no tact or class.. it's all just crude one-liners and vulgar comments.."

"I know right..?" you mumbled in amusement, watching every micro-expression on his face, letting out a small knowing chuckle.

JJ shot you a quick sideways glance, his eyebrow twitching as he noticed your knowing chuckle, realizing that you were paying attention to every small movement he made. He could tell you were picking up on the way he was reacting to you, and he knew he had to be careful with his words and reactions.

"Yeah.. it's annoying, honestly.."

He tried to play it cool, leaning against the table and crossing one leg over the other, hoping you didn't pick up on exactly what he was thinking.

"Well... you were telling me just a few moments ago how you... wanna hear me moan your name. So you weren't very far from crude one liners or vulgar comments." you adjusted your glasses, mirroring his smile.

JJ's smile widened at your words, his chest swelling with pride that you remembered his words from not even 5 minutes ago. He felt your mirrored smile, noticing the confidence behind it and knowing that you loved how easy you could make him flustered.

"Hey now.. I'm just being honest. I don't have to be crude about it." He chuckled, running a hand through his hair, trying to appear calm and casual.

You giggled, watching him intensely for a few moments. Before you were going to speak up though, Kie cut you off, greeting JJ and standing in front of both of you with Sarah. The greeting caused you to break the eye contact with JJ, grinning at the girls, who unknowingly walked into something. His girlfriend walked up to him slinging her arms around his neck, smiling at him lovingly.

JJ barely had time to react before Kie was in front of him, her arms wrapped around his neck, her body pressed against his. He had to resist the urge to wince at the interruption, his gaze flicking from her to you before he put on his usual cocky grin.

"Heyyy, Kie."

He greeted her, wrapping his arms around her waist, all the while silently wishing she would disappear or at least go somewhere else, so he could go back to flirting with you. Which he felt bad for thinking.

Kie leaned against him, burying her head in the crook of his neck, her arms still wrapped around his neck. She was completely oblivious to the tension between him and you, blissfully unaware of the fact that he was completely captivated by you just moments ago. She pulled back from him enough to look up at his face, her expression fond and affectionate. "I missed you."

She said softly, her voice sweet and loving. He couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at the affectionate look in her eyes. But he pushed those feelings away, his eyes flickering back to you for a moment.

JJ forced himself to smile down at her, to look at her like a man who was smitten would, but it was hard. All he could think about was you. You and your soft, full lips, and your sharp, quick wit, and the way your eyes sparkled when you spoke to him. His arms around her waist felt tight, almost stiff, like he was holding her against him for the sake of keeping up appearances.

"Yeah, I missed you too, baby." He replied, managing to keep his voice even. His eyes flicked back to you again.

You could feel yourself grow annoyed again. Just like you would when seeing Kiara with JJ. You looked away from the scene and smiled at Sarah again, leaning back against the table casually, "Hey y'all.." you greeted both of them, adjusting your glasses. You were desperately trying to push down the conversation you just had with JJ, how he was practically begging you with his eyes to hook up with him. Or how you were practically undressing him with yours.

Kie turned to you and smiled at your greeting. She had no idea that what was going on just before she had arrived had any significance. She was oblivious to the fact that JJ's mind was consumed with thoughts of you.

"Hey! How are you? Did you just get here?" She asked, genuinely wondering without realizing that JJ's eyes hadn't left you since she'd showed up.

You shook your head and tskd at her question, a small smirk on your lips, "Nah.. i was upstairs.. doing something." you mumbled, your gaze fitting to the side as you remembered your small hookup with Rafe barely an hour ago.

Kie raised her eyebrows at your response, her expression curious and interested. She knew you well enough to know that 'doing something' could mean a variety of things, none of them boring or uninteresting. "Oh really? And what were you doing?"

She asked, her tone playful, like she was trying to coax the information out of you.

"Too bad i plead the fifth.. you guys will never know." you smirked teasingly, glancing between Sarah and Kie before shooting JJ an amused look knowing you talked about 'pleading the fifth' to one another.

Kie groaned, pouting at your response, knowing that it was unlikely she would get any information out of you. She was always curious, and your mysterious demeanor only served to heighten her interest. She opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off as she noticed the look between you and JJ.

JJ's heart skipped a beat as you shot him a look, the connection between the two of you palpable for a brief moment. He had to restrain himself from breaking into a smirk, remembering your previous conversation.

His mind went back to moments before Kie had interrupted, the way he'd been fixated on your lips, the way he'd wanted to taste them. He tore his gaze away from you, forcing himself to look at Kie instead, his arms still around her waist. But his eyes kept flickering back to you, unable to stay away for long. He was torn between the two of you, feeling guilty for the thoughts he was having and the feelings you were stirring up in him.

Kie noticed JJ's distracted gaze, the way his eyes kept darting towards you, even as he held her in his arms. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy and insecurity, wondering what was going on between the two of you.

"What are you thinking about, babe?" She asked, her tone slightly sharper than before.

JJ's heart skipped a beat again at Kie's question, realizing that he had been caught looking at you. But he quickly shook it off, plastering on a charming smile and looked down at Kie.

"Nothing, baby. Just... zoning out, I guess." He lied, his gaze flickering back to you for a moment before returning to Kie.

You on the other hand were looking down at your phone, pulling up the chat with Rafe to text him quickly. 'U owe me 50$ prick i told u i wasnt delusional jj was just begging me to hook up with him.' You texted the Cameron boy, chuckling to yourself at the memory of the bet you made with Rafe about JJ never liking you back that way, after you guys hooked up one random day.

A few moments later, your phone vibrated with a reply from Rafe. 'Yeah yeah. I'll give you your 50 bucks when I see you.' He would never forget about something that he owed, especially if it was a bet that he lost.

JJ's mind was still on you, despite trying to focus on what Kie was saying. He couldn't stop thinking about your conversation before she had interrupted, the way you had looked at him with that sly, seductive smile on your lips.

'Might be sooner than u think his girl just interrupted the whole thing. They're snugglin in front of me rn' you typed out the response quickly, following it with a over the top chain of broken heart emojis, chuckling as you did so, before tucking the phone back in the back pocket of your denim skirt.

'Damn. Wish I could see that.' He replied, adding a few of his own laughing emojis.

JJ and Kie had migrated over to some sort of couch and were sitting down next to each other, Kie practically on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder. Despite the close contact, JJ couldn't help but glance over at you, his eyes drawn to your figure, his mind still swirling with your words from not even 10 minutes ago.

'Where r u?' you typed, looking around you as if expecting to see Rafe in the crowd of drunk teenagers, still wearing that amused smile on your face. You noticed that JJ and Kie were now sitting down on the couch, Sarah next to you preparing herself a small drink at the drink table you were leaning against.

'Just around... why?' he responded, adding a few winking emojis.

Kie had cuddled up against JJ, her arm linked with his, her body pressed close to him. He tried to act natural, but his attention kept getting pulled back to you. The way you were casually leaning against the table, your legs crossed, the smirk playing on your lips. He desperately tried to keep his eyes from drifting down your legs again but was failing miserably.

'How vague.. u sound like a murderer' you rolled your eyes adding a 🔪 emoji at the end before pressing send and tucking your phone back into your pocket facing Sarah. "What you drinking?" you asked curiously. trying desperately not to look at the couple on the couch just a few feet away.

The phone vibrated again with a new message from Rafe, his response containing a laughing/crying emoji, followed by 'Not really in the murdering mood today lol'. Sarah looked up from the drink she was making, a smirk on her face.

"Just a shot mix. You want some?" She gestured to the different bottles of alcohol on the table, some half empty and others barely touched.

'Is that cs u have a party at ur house rn or what?' you replied to Rafe instantly, your shoulders shaking a little with suppressed laughter, "Nah.. I'd have a vodka orange if you wanna make that for me.." you shouted slightly at Sarah over the music, casting a small glance in JJ's direction and catching his eyes, given he was already looking at you.

'Oh yeah that too lol'

He texted back, his reply making you chuckle again. Sarah nodded at your request, grabbing a bottle of vodka and orange juice from the table, beginning to pour the drinks.

Meanwhile, JJ was caught staring at you again, his gaze fixated on you, like he couldn't tear his eyes away. You glanced in his direction, catching his eyes. He felt a jolt go through him at the eye contact, his heart beating a little faster. He hastily looked away, trying to maintain a nonchalant attitude.

'Stop puttin lol after every text rafe u look like my mom who js discovered lolling' you texted back amused. You broke the eye contact with JJ when you had to text Rafe back, your expression melting into one of amusement and awkwardness.

'Sorry lol' he responded, chuckling to himself at the thought of looking like a mom who just discovered texting shorthand.

JJ watched as your expression changed suddenly, noticing the mix of amusement and awkwardness on your face. He couldn't help but wonder what you were texting, who you were texting, and if it was about him. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm and composed, all the while wanting to get up and tear your phone out of your hands to see who you were texting.

'Ur so dumb' you texted Rafe back before adding 'but seriouslt where r u' you added quickly, misspelling a word, evidence you were clearly more drunk than last time you saw each other. You looked back at Sarah, smiling as she handed you the drink, chatting with her while laughing and gesturing while talking for a few minutes.

Rafe laughed to himself at your misspelled word, finding the occasional tipsy text message amusing. 'I'm coming' he replied, adding a few eye roll emojis.

JJ tried his best to keep himself together, still glancing up every now and then to look at you. Every time you laughed, he felt a pang in his gut. He wanted to be the one making you laugh, to be the reason you were showing your bright smile. Sarah noticed JJ's repeated glances towards you, an amused smirk on her face.

'Where r u comin? im downstairs wirh ur sister and JJ dont make it weird' you texted, stopping your conversation with Sarah midway to text Rafe back, a small sense of anxiety washing over you at his text. You caught JJ's eyes again, a small knowing sparkle in them before looking away and at Sarah "what?" you asked her, grimacing in amusement and confusion.

'Oh you'll find out later' Rafe responded, adding a few eye emojis.

JJ watched as you read the text message, noticing the mix of emotions that flickered across your face, the sparkle in your eyes that he knew all too well.

Sarah chuckled at your grimace, taking another sip of her drink. "Nothing. Just observing is all."

'Haha real funny Rafe, later when tho?' you replied sarcastically, suppressing an excited smirk at Rafe's text to not weird out your friends. "What do you mean? what are you observing?" you asked Sarah, looking up from your phone in confused amusement and obliviousness.

Rafe chuckled to himself, enjoying getting you all worked up with his mysterious text messages. 'Whenever I want.' He responded, purposely keeping you in suspense.

Sarah chuckled again, casting a small glance towards JJ before turning back to you. "Oh, nothing. Just your little staring contest with JJ." She teased, her voice filled with amusement.

'Don't forgt ur the one hooking up wit me whenever i want' you replied to Rafe, not bothering to fix the typos, "I'm not starin' at JJ.." you mumbled, raising one brow in Sarah's direction and taking a slow, awkward sip of your drink.

Rafe chuckled at your text message, feeling a mix of desire and excitement at the thought of you. 'Is that a threat or a promise baby?' he responded, adding a few eggplants and fire emojis.

Sarah snorted into her drink, clearly amused by your response. She leaned in towards you, speaking in a low voice. "Oh really? So why does he keep looking over here every couple of minutes then?"

"Hold on.." you shushed Sarah, grimacing at your phone, 'rafe pls delete the eggplant and fire emojis or else im never sleeping with u ever agan,' you warned Rafe shaking your head at the screen of your phone before switching it off, "Dunno.. but I'm not staring, he is.." you shrugged, glancing at JJ once again, the grimace from Rafe's text still on your face.

Rafe chuckled to himself at your reply to his text, feeling a mix of amusement and annoyance at your threat. 'Damn, alright I'll remove them.' he responded, quickly deleting the emojis and sending a sheepish face.

Sarah raised an eyebrow, watching your interaction with your phone with amusement. She then followed your gaze over to JJ, who was indeed looking at you. "Uh huh.. and why do you think he's staring at you then?"

"I'm not sure..." you mumbled, humming. 'Wanna makeout?' you asked Rafe after glancing at Kie being all over JJ and feeling the jealousy spike up inside you.

Rafe smirked when he read your text. 'Always. Where you at?'

On the couch, JJ was still letting Kie snuggle into his side, but he couldn’t tear his attention away from you. Even as he listened to what Kie was saying, his mind wandered back to you. He watched as you seemed to be texting someone, a frown growing on his face.

'Downstairs having a drink with ur sister.' you answered quickly and looking up from your phone at Sarah, smiling awkwardly, "I gotta do something real quick.. is it ok if I'm gone for like... 10 minutes tops." you mumbled downing the remnants of your drink and fidgeting slightly.

Rafe quickly typed a response. 'Be there in 5.'

Sarah seemed surprised by your sudden need to leave, but she tried to stay casual. She raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "Uh, sure I guess. What for?"

'Where? we're not makingout downstairs with my freinds around' you texted hastily before looking up at Sarah, "Just.. party things y'know?" you answered vaguely, shrugging.

Rafe's response came back quickly, filled with a slight hint of annoyance. 'The pool house. Hurry up'

Sarah shot you a quick skeptical look, sensing that you were being coy with your answer. But she decided not to pry any further. "Party things huh? Sounds important." She replied sarcastically.

'The pool house? how romantic r u there already?' you asked him, raising one brow at your phone before looking back up at Sarah, clearly distracted, "It is.. Do you guys have a pool house?" you asked Sarah, already looking at the glass doors leading to the pool in the backyard.

Rafe's response was quick. 'Yep. Just waiting for you.'

Sarah nodded, gesturing towards the glass doors. "Yeah we do, it's right over there. But it's usually just a place for people to chill and make out."

'Omg u were so making out with someone else there be4 i asked.' you texted back sighing outloud, "Yeah.. thanks.. I'll be right back yeah?" you smiled awkwardly sparing one last glance at Kie and JJ, your eyes falling onto the couple making out sloppily. Gross.

Rafe's reply was filled with sarcastic agreement. 'Obviously. Hurry.'

Sarah chuckled at your response, a knowing smirk on her face. "Yep, sure." JJ noticed your glance towards him and Kie, and for a split second, his eyes flickered up at you. He saw the slight frown on your face before his attention got called back to Kie.

You walked over to the glass doors, pushing them lightly to open them. You could see the pool house just a few feet away, the warm glow of lights behind it lighting up the night. You stepped outside, the cool night air hitting your skin, sending a small shiver down your spine. There were people scattered around the pool but the crowd was mostly inside. You didn't know if you were glad or not at the fact.

You stepped inside, shutting the door behind you with a soft click, locking it for good measurement. Your eyes fell on Rafe standing by the couch with a smug look on his face, as if he knew you were gonna end up here, with him again.

"Don't give me that look.. you owe me 50 bucks by the way.." you scolded teasingly before reminding him that you won the bet.

Rafe's smirk grew wider, his eyes flickering up and down your figure. "Yeah yeah, whatever. I'll give you the money later."

He stepped closer towards you, his arms wrapping around your waist. His scent was potent, a mixture of alcohol, expensive cologne, and smoke.

"I thought you were never gonna come." He drawled in a low voice, pulling you closer to him.

"Uh, well.. blondie was making out with his girl and doing boyfriend things and i got bitter.." you shrugged, placing your hands on his shoulders lazily "so i was like: i can also makeout with Rafe.." you continued, chuckling dryly.

Rafe chuckled too, his hands slowly rubbing up and down your hips. He leaned in, his lips gently tracing along your neck, leaving a trail of light kisses before making his way up to your ear.

"I don't mind you being bitter. It's kinda hot.." he whispered in a husky voice, nipping your earlobe before continuing his journey down to your shoulder.

"The thing is I'm not bitter over you.. why do you find it hot that I'm basically using you to get another guy out of my system..?" you asked furrowing your brows as you let him kiss your neck freely, already used to the ministrations.

Rafe paused his assault on your neck, his lips hovering just above your skin. He hummed lowly before straightening up, looking at you with a lopsided smile. "Maybe cause I like being used..?” he admitted, a hint of playfulness in his tone. His hands continued to rove up and down your body, seemingly not able to stop touching you.

"That's kinda kinky.. you seriously need a therapist, i think.." you chuckled, narrowing your eyes at him teasingly.

Rafe smirked at your comment, his hands sliding down to your hips, his grasp firm and possessive. He chuckled heartily, amused by your retort. "Yeah well you're the one who came chasing after me cause you're jealous of another guy's girl. So who's really the crazy one now hmm?" He pulled you closer, your body flush against his now.

"Whatever.. i just want easy sex and you're giving it everytime.." you teased leaning in to ghost your lips over his lazily.

Rafe hummed in agreement, his eyes flickering down towards your lips. He leaned in, his lips connecting with yours for a brief second, before pulling back slightly.

"And you're always ready and willing. That make us even right?" he teased back, his hands roaming down to rest on your backside, giving you a firm squeeze.

The pool house was dark and secluded, the only source of light from the single window in the back. Rafe backed you up against the wall, his body pressing flush against yours as he trailed his lips along your jaw and down your neck. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you close as he muttered against your skin.

"And you look so damn good in this skirt. You were just begging for attention out there weren't you?”

You scoffed, slight annoyance flickering in your eyes as he spoke but still gripping his shoulders tightly, "no... I'm just effortlessly hot.." you mumbled pulling him for another brief kiss.

Rafe chuckled against your lips, his tongue quickly sliding out to graze your bottom lip before pulling away again with a smirk. His hands slid down from your hips to the hem of your skirt, gently rolling it up so that his fingers skimmed along your bare thighs.

"Effortlessly huh? I think you're just begging to be taken right now." he drawled, his voice huskier than before.

"Don't think i have time for that.. beside we already fucked 2 times tonight.." you furrowed your brows again, mulling over his words as if it was a tough decision.

Rafe chuckled at your response, clearly amused by your mock indecision. He leaned in again, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered. "That's even better. You're probably pretty sensitive after two times... I don't think you'd even take that long for a third."

He nipped at your earlobe, his hands continuing to caress your thighs, before he pulled back slightly to look at you. His eyes were darkened with lust, lips curving up into a smirk. "We don't even have to take our clothes off this time. I can just make you lose it with my fingers.. and maybe my tongue too if you're good for me."

His tone was teasing, but there was a hint of a challenge in it.

You smirked, raising one brow at him curiously "you're suggesting something that doesn't give you pleasure?"

Rafe's smirk widened, clearly enjoying the back and forth banter between you. His hands moved higher up your thighs, but he didn't move any further, wanting to wait for your response. "Oh no, trust me, I'll get plenty of pleasure. There's nothing more I like than watching you squirm and moan around my fingers."

He leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above your neck. "But we both know you just want to forget about that guy back there.. and I'm here to help."

"How selfless of you.." you mumbled teasingly, shaking your head as he leaned in closer.

"Yeah, i'm a real saint." he smirked, his hands moving further up your thighs and under your skirt, fingers brushing along the lace edge of your underwear.

He leaned in to kiss along your neck again, alternating between nips and gentle kisses, before he pulled back slightly and lifted his head from your skin. "Now, are you gonna put that sarcastic mouth to better use or not?" he purred in a low voice

"Nah.. I'm too drunk for that.. if you got a condom we can make this quick.." you mumbled shrugging.

Rafe chuckled in response, clearly amused by your bluntness. He shook his head, his hands moving up to grip your hips firmly before spinning you around so that you were facing away from him, your front pressed up against the wall.

"You always know what to say, don't you? No need to be drunk to be naughty." he whispered in your ear, his fingers working the button of his shorts open.

He pulled down his shorts just enough, his boxers still on, but already showing the bulge that pressed against your backside. He pushed you back gently, his hand on your back so that you were leaning against the wall more, before he leaned in, his mouth trailing along your neck and shoulder again.

"You gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me, or do I need to shut that sassy mouth of yours myself?"

"I don't think i need to be quiet.. we're at a party asshole.." you sighed, your hands working to hitch your denim skirt up even more.

Rafe chuckled at your response, his hands sliding up your thighs to help you pull up the skirt. He leaned in, his body pressed flush against yours, his breath hot on your neck.

"Yeah, but I don't need everyone to hear what a pretty little moans you make every time I touch you. I wanna keep that to myself.." he drawled

He leaned down further, his lips and tongue trailing down your neck, nipping the skin every now and then when he found a certain sensitive spot. He slid one hand to the front of your thighs, his fingertips gently skimming along your lace underwear for a moment before slipping under the fabric.

He nipped at your ear, his fingers teasing along your slick folds as he whispered to you. "You're already so wet for me. You're just desperate to forget about him, aren't you?"

You tskd softly, your mind flashing back to JJ and the conversation you had with him before being interrupted by his girlfriend "if things went differently maybe i'd be hooking up with him right now, instead of you.." you mumbled, sighing softly as his fingers moved in small circles over your clit lazily.

Rafe's fingers stilled for a moment, his hand pausing as he heard your words. He let out a low, sharp huff of annoyance, clearly not pleased by your comment.

"Why don't you just shut up then and pretend it's him." he muttered, his voice slightly harsher than before.

"Sorry..." you mumbled meekly realizing how rude that sounded, glancing at him over your shoulder.

Rafe stared down at you for a moment, his eyes locked with yours. Despite your apology, there was still an edge to his gaze. He huffed irritably, his fingers moving again against your clit. "Don't apologize. Just pretend its him doing this and keep your mouth shut unless you're moaning." he ordered, his tone firm.

He bent down slightly, his mouth trailing down your neck and shoulder again, leaving a trail of gentle kisses before nipping at your skin. His free hand gripped your hip, holding you in place, his fingers digging into your soft flesh.

"Is this what he'd do? Would he be this gentle?" he whispered, his voice rough

Your breathing quickened as he spoke, small soft gasps coming out as you tilted your head back a little against his shoulder, your eyes fluttering closed, "I dunno.. I'd like to believe he would be.." you mumbled before letting out a small moan.

Rafe's tongue dragged along the skin of your neck, sucking on one spot for a moment before he pulled back. His hands moved back to the lace of your underwear, slowly pulling them down your legs.

"Well you should stop thinking about him right now." he purred in your ear, "You're all mine right now and you should be moaning my name."

He pushed you a little harder against the wall, his body pressing up against you, his free hand going up under your shirt, slowly gliding up over your stomach and upwards. He leaned down and kissed you between your shoulders, his touch firm. He moved back up to your ear, voice low

"Who's making you feel so good hm?" he teased

"You.. " you answered weakly, your palms sprawled out onto the wall for some support as his fingers quickened their pace, your head still tilted back against his shoulder.

He took one of your hands off the wall and brought it behind your back, his hand gently pinning it against the small of your back, keeping you pressed against the wall. His other hand continued to dance across your stomach, his fingers slowly inching down over your hip. "Good girl. It's only me." he purred, nipping at your ear again.

He took his hand from your stomach and brought it to the back of your head, gently grabbing onto a fist full of hair, tilting your head back to give him access to your neck again. He kissed and nipped at the sensitive skin, before he gently tugged your hair, pulling it back so that your back arched towards him.

He smirked, enjoying the way your body reacted to his touches. He leaned in and continued to kiss along your neck, his tongue trailing along the sensitive skin, before gently biting down on it.

"You like that, hm?" he purred "You like how I'm manhandling you, making you arch your back against me like this?"

You hummed, your body already pliable in his hands. Despite being madly in love with JJ since you were a kid you could never deny that sex with Rafe was always enjoyable, far more than you'd admit. And that was until you came anyway, after that you were filled with guilt and self hatred at the whole thing, knowing it was so wrong on so many levels. You still did it anyway. It was a secret and Rafe was the perfect blend between kinky rough and gentle and soft.

Rafe continued to kiss, bite, and lick along your neck and shoulder, enjoying the reactions you gave him as he slipped two fingers inside you easily. He loved hearing your soft moans and gasps, the way your body pressed and arched against his. But he also knew you felt guilty and conflicted and he took full advantage of that. He nipped at your shoulder again, his voice rough as he spoke against your skin.

"This is what you need, isn't it? You need me to manhandle you, to take control." He chuckled softly, hearing your breathing quicken.

"You like it messy, messy enough to make you forget." he whispered in your ear, his hot breath against your skin.

You nodded mindlessly, trying to steady your breath by inhaling sharply, writhing against his back gently. Your legs were trembling slightly as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, rather roughly, your moans getting a bit louder.

He shifted his body, his arms wrapped around you now, turning you away from the wall and moving you over to a nearby sofa. He pushed you onto the cushions, keeping a grip on your hair and his hand on the small of your back, pushing you down so that your chest was pressed onto the sofa cushions.

"Like this, hm? You like being pushed down like this, hm?" He leaned down, his body pressing against yours, his breath hot on your bare shoulder.

His mouth followed, his tongue and lips working their way across your skin, before he nipped gently at the back of your neck, his body pressing further into yours.

"Are you still thinking of another man now?"

Your forearms rested under your head as your body arched up, raising his body as he stood behind you, your knees pressing into the sofa to support your self, "no.." you breathed out, your voice a little muffled now, raising your head to take your glasses off to prevent them from breaking.

He chuckled, his hands roaming over your sides and hips, fingers tracing the curves of your body. He bent down, his mouth near your ear again, his voice low and gruff.

"Good girl."

His hands moved up to the bottom of your shirt, slowly pushing the fabric up over your back, his palms caressing your bare skin as it was exposed.

He continued to push the shirt up, until it reached your shoulders. He stopped there, pressing a kiss against the back of your neck, before gently pushing you back down onto the sofa. "Stay like that for me, will you?" he whispered, a hint of a command in his tone.

He moved away from you for a moment, taking in the sight in front of him. His eyes roaming over your body, laid out on the sofa in front of him, bent forwards with your head turned to the side, facing him.

His eyes darkened, a hint of a smile on his lips, before he slowly moved back towards you, stopping in behind you. His undone belt brushed against the soft flesh of your ass, causing you to let out a quiet sigh.

"You look so pretty, all bent over for me." he murmured, his hands moving to your hips, grabbing on tight as he pulled you towards him, closer to the edge of the sofa. He smirked as he watched you, your body obeying his every command, without question.

"Can we just.. make this quick Rafe.. please?" you asked furrowing your brows, your back arching up a little more into his hands, your back side grazing against his crotch.

He paused for a moment, his smile widening as you pleaded for him to make it quick. He knew you wanted this just as much as he did, even if it was a secret. He moved your hair out of the way, gently tugging your head back, so he could look into your eyes. "Why, are you in a rush or something?"

"Yeah.. if my friends come looking for me I'm screwed." you let out a breathless scoff, locking eyes with him.

He let out a huff of annoyance, clearly not pleased to hear that your friends were looking for you, and would probably put a stop to this. He continued to glare down at you for a moment, before giving in.

"You owe me." he muttered, one hand still tangled in your hair, holding you in place.

He moved to tug him self out of his boxers, pushing his shorts even lower down his hips. He didn't even bother taking them off all the way, he just left them on his thighs.

"You better not let me get caught either. Then we're both screwed." he said, his voice low as he positioned himself behind you.

"Mhm.. I'm more screwed given they all hate you.." you hummed, still looking at him over your shoulder in anticipation, fingers reaching to push your underwear tot the side once again.

He huffed again, clearly disliking the fact that your group didn't like him. He grabbed one of your hips, holding you in place as he slowly pushed his hips forward, pressing up against you. He brushed the tip of his cock over your folds teasingly, his voice taking a condescending tone.

"If only they knew what we were doing right now, instead of whatever they're doing.."

He leaned down, his chest now flush against your back, his other hand moving to the back of your hair, grabbing a tight fist full once again, pulling your head back to look at him.

"They'd hate me even more I think."

"Yeah and I'd be shunned from them completely, given I'm.. fucking the guy who's constantly picking on them.." you furrowed your brows, trying to speak through the clouding lust in your brain along with the ridiculous amount of alcohol in your system. You suppressed a moan when you felt him slip inside of you.

He chuckled at your words, his grip still on your hair, holding you in place as he slowly rocked his hips against you. "Mm, yeah, you're just a little traitor, aren't you? Doing this with me, the 'bad guy'."

"Are you even inside?" you mumbled, knowing the question got under his skin even though you could definitely feel him.

He huffed out an amused breath, clearly taking the bait of your question, even though he knew exactly what you were doing.

"Tch, you're a goddamn brat, you know that?" He pulled your hair a little harder, forcing your head back so he could look you in the eyes, a slight frown on his face. "And you better watch that damn mouth of yours, or else you'll get more than you bargained for."

He shifted his hips, slowly pressing further into you, and watching as you reacted to the fullness of his cock. "And yes, I'm in, you impatient little thing. Always so needy for me, aren't you? Even with your little Pogues around, you can't keep my name out of your mind and my dick outside of you.."

You let out a choked breath, your eyes fluttering closed as the small breath melted into a moan, tilting your head back a little and arching your body up.

He smirked at the sound of your moan, his hand slowly unraveling from your hair, but his grip on your hip tightens as he pulled you further back to meet his ruthless thrusts. "You're so cute, trying to hold in your little noises. Like they'll be able to hear us all the way out there over the music."

He moved his free hand around front to your throat, his fingers running over your skin before wrapping loosely around it, just enough to feel the vibrations of your moans against his hand.

"But I know there's a lot you're gonna have to repress for the rest of the night, hm? You're gonna have to look them all in the eye when you go find them and act like nothing happened between us."

"I already did that... we fucked 2 times like an hour ago remember?" you mumbled, your words mixed with your soft moans, digging your knees into the edge of the sofa as you arched up further, almost to the point of it being painful, enjoying the feeling of his hand around your throat.

He smirked, clearly enjoying the desperate way you were arching against him, chasing any friction you could get. He gave a gentle squeeze to your throat, watching to see how you'd react.

"Yeah, I do remember. But these little friends of yours seem pretty clueless. I bet they have no idea what's happening in here, hm?"

He chuckled, knowing that your friends were almost definitely too stupid to piece together what had happened, or what was about to happen.

"They probably think you're just in the bathroom or something, fixing that raccoon look you've got going on, huh?" he teased, his hand at your throat raising you so you were pressed flush against him, your back to his chest.

"You don't have to be an asshole you know?" you grumbled, soft gasps escaping your lips in strings, your head tilting to rest on his shoulder as he pressed you flush against his chest, still thrusting inside of you.

He chuckled, amused at your attitude, even in this position. He leaned his head down, nipping at your neck, his breath hot on your skin.

"Tch, I'm just messing with you. I think you know that by now." He murmured, his hand on your hip running across your stomach. "Besides, I always knew you kinda liked it when I'm an ass."

He continued to kiss and nip at your neck, leaving marks that would probably be hard to cover, but he didn't care. He wanted to make sure your friends saw. He wanted them to know.

"But I doubt they'll notice anything. They'll all be too distracted to pay attention to any of that." He paused, his hand wandering across your skin, before it started to move lower. "Except maybe for that one of yours. What's his name again?"

He didn't give you time to answer, knowing you would probably refuse to anyway. The hand that was at your stomach continued to move lower, his fingertips tracing over your skin, before they finally reached their destination. His fingers zeroed on your clit, circling it at a pace to meet his thrusts.

"Who are you talking about?" you asked, your mind fuzzy from the alcohol and all the sensations being inflicted on your body right now, arching against his chest as your face scrunched up in pleasure and confusion.

He huffed out a chuckle at your confusion, his words a growl in your ear.

"Ugh, the dark-haired one." He started to move his fingers, slowly and gently tracing over you, feeling you squirm and shudder against him. "The one who always looks like he's about to punch me?"

He chuckled at your response, a little impressed that you were even still remembering the names of your friends, and that you were still talking through all of it.

"Tch, yeah Pope, that's the one. I've seen him looking at you, in his little puppy dog way. You think he's gonna notice how distracted you are?"

"Stop speaking.. you're ruining the mood and you're not even right." you gasped out, unable to keep your eyes open "he's smitten with Kiara.. if anything he's in the same situation as me.."

He rolled his eyes at your response, a smirk still on his lips.

"Mm, if you say so." He said in a mocking tone, although he had to admit, you looked and sounded adorable right now, all pressed up against him, desperate for him in the middle of a party full of your friends. "But you are still mine, aren't you, baby?"

"Eh, are you going soft on me now.. taking about being yours and shit..?" you teased, smirking even though he couldn't exactly see it, "thought this was casual.."

He raised his eyebrows, a bit of annoyance at your teasing, but also liking how you could make fun of him even when you were like this.

"Shut up." He said, his hand wrapping around your neck again, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"It is casual, don't get ahead of yourself. I was just thinking I'm the only one who gets to do this to you, is all."

"Yeah.. guess so.." you replied, your voice strained as your pleasure continued to build. You felt his thumb slip past your bottom lip gently after his hand slid up from your neck to gripping your jaw.

He grinned at how your voice sounded when you answered him, your breath hitching from the way he was touching you. He couldn't help but admire how you felt in this moment, all desperate and wanting only him. He slowly pushed his thumb into your mouth, resting on your tongue, watching as your lips closed around it, without him even having to tell you to.

He gave a small gasp as you took his thumb into your mouth, feeling the heat of your tongue. He pressed you further into him, his chest to your back, his hand still tight on your hip as he rocked his hips into you.

"You're such a good girl, aren't you? Taking my fingers into your mouth like that, without me even having to tell you." He murmured, his voice low and his breath hot by your ear.

You hummed mindlessly, arching and writhing against his chest, your lips closing around his thumb and swirling your tongue around it, your moans muffled by it.

He groaned, enjoying the feeling of your mouth around his thumb, feeling you writhe against his body. "Damnit, you're making me struggle to focus, you know that?" He breathed out, slowly pulling his thumb out of your mouth, replacing it with two of his fingers instead.

He started to push his fingers into your mouth, in and out, getting them nice and wet. He could tell your eyes were still closed, your brain too clouded with desire and alcohol to do anything but follow what he wanted you to do.

"There you go, baby. Just like that. Look at you, all needy for me. You know that's a dangerous thing to do at a party like this, right? Letting me get you so worked up while everyone else is just a few rooms away?"

Your breathing was harsh and ragged, your mouth working around his fingers too lost in the pleasure. Your head was fuzzy, too fuzzy. The alcohol and the arousal making you lightheaded and helping you forget why you were here with Rafe in the first place. The thought of JJ with Kiara or anything else melting away as you chased your orgasm, your eyes fluttered shut now.

His smile widened as he watched you, seeing how desperate you were for him, hearing the sounds you were making as you worked around his fingers. He knew he had you completely at his mercy right now, completely consumed with the pleasure he was giving to you.

"Mm, you going dizzy on me, baby? You know how I get when you get all drunk and needy like this." He huffed into your ear, his breath warm and his voice low.

He loved how you were just letting go, letting him take control of you. He could feel your body shaking and shuddering against him, desperate and needy.

"I bet you're pretty close, aren't you? I can feel how hard you're shaking. You gonna be a good girl and come for me?" He purred into your ear, his teeth gently nipping at your neck.

You wanted to hold on just a little bit more. But it was impossible with him buried so deep inside, his fingers working into your mouth. You were sensitive anyway, having hooked up with him an hour ago too. So in a few moments your body shook gently, your jaw going slack a little, lips parting from his fingers and letting out a final breathless moan.

He felt you trembling against him as you came, a small feeling of pride washing over him that he was the one who made you feel like this, in a house full of people, where anyone could walk in on the two of you. He gave you a moment to catch your breath, his arms holding you up against him, before he leaned down to your ear again, his voice low.

"See, was that so hard, baby? Now, you gonna be able to walk out of here after this, or you think I'm gonna have to carry you?"

You stood there silently panting for a few moments, your head resting against his shoulder before speaking, him still buried inside you "'M good.. did you come?" you asked casually, your eyes still screwed shut.

He chuckled softly at your blunt and casual question. You were always straight to the point, even when you were drunk off your ass and had just came from him.

"Mm, not yet." He responded, his hands running over your body, enjoying the feeling of having you pressed against him.

"Too bad.. I'll owe you one, i gotta go unfortunately..." you mumbled, chuckling dryly.

His expression darkened slightly at that, a wave of annoyance passing over him. He was not a fan of being put out or having to wait for things he wanted, especially when he had just made you cum.

"Tch, really? After that little scene you gave me, you're gonna just get up and leave me like this?" He said, annoyance lacing his tone.

"Oh my god.." you mumbled in annoyance, "if my phone rings and my friends are looking for me I'm leaving, yeah?" you turned to face him, pulling him down so he was sitting on the sofa, straddling him and letting him slip back into you.

He was not expecting you to suddenly straddle him, and he couldn't stop the groan that escaped his lips when he was suddenly inside you again. He looked up at you, his eyes darkened with desire and annoyance.

"God damn it, you're so impatient. Just wait a few more minutes, I'm sure you can make your friends wait a bit longer before you go back out there—" He paused, a thought slowly forming in his mind.

His hands found purchase on your hips, his fingers digging into your skin to keep you in place.

"Actually.. I think I have a better idea.." He said, a sly smile slowly coming onto face.

You raised one brow, your hips moving instinctively in a slow lazy pace, "which is..?"

He chuckled at the way you moved your hips, a smirk still on his face. He leaned in a little closer, his hands gripping your hips a little harder to keep you from moving any further.

"How about you keep riding me, but I'll answer the phone for you when one of your friends calls you. I'm sure they won't know whose voice is on the other end.."

"Rafe.. don't be stupid, they'll know it's you. I'll make you finish and then I'm leaving.. i was supposed to be gone for 10 minutes.." you spoke quietly, your head tilting back a little as you continued to rock your hips gently, your body still sensitive from your previous orgasm.

He huffed slightly, a bit annoyed that you were shutting him down but he knew you well enough to know that you weren't going to listen. In the end, JJ's ego always came first after all.

He wrapped his hands around your body, his hands pulling you closer again.

"Damn it, you're going to be the death of me one day, you know that.." He murmured into your neck as he moved his mouth to your skin.

He continued biting and sucking at your skin, his teeth and lips leaving little marks along your neck, his hands starting to lead your movements with his touch.

"You're.. gonna.. owe me twice.. tonight.." He said, his voice sounding a little strained now, clearly trying to hold himself back from just speeding up and taking you like he wanted to now.

"Whatever.. just speed up I'll be fine.. i feel like a dick if I'm the only one finishing." you grumbled, your hands digging into his shoulders, your head still thrown back.

He chuckled at your words, amused at your annoyance and eagerness as you tried to urge him to go faster.

"You always say you'll be fine.. But I know how sensitive you can be after I make you cum, and I'm pretty sure you're sensitive as hell right now. You sure you can handle it?"

He said, a hint of teasing in his tone. His hands on your hips started to speed up now, pushing you down to drive himself deeper inside of you with a greedy sound.

"Damn it, you're so tight right now.. it's like your body is just clinging to me, trying to keep me inside you." He let out another huff, clearly struggling to keep himself from going further, his grip on you getting harder and tighter as he chased his release.

You chuckled at his amusing yet arousing words, your voice coming out in choked gasps and moans. You met his movements, raising and sinking yourself onto him as his hands guided you, picking up the pace.

He groaned in pleasure as you met his movements, the way you were bouncing on his lap just making him struggle more to keep control of himself. He was struggling to be careful with you, but he knew you wanted more and so he stopped holding back.

"Mm, you're getting sloppy. Just like me. I know you want it harder, don't you?" He growled into your ear, nipping at your neck again, before sucking on the sensitive spot where your neck and shoulder met.

He started picking up the pace a bit, no longer trying to be gentle with you. He could tell you didn't want him to be careful and he knew he wanted more of you, especially now since you weren't sticking around for long, so he felt like he had to take as much from you as he could.

"God baby, you're taking me so good.. So good.." He said, his mouth still on your neck as he continued to guide you with his hands on your hips.

Another small sound between a chuckle and a whimper escaped your lips, your head leaning forward while your hands slid up from his shoulder to wrap around his throat gently as your hips slammed down onto him more harder and sloppier.

He was a little taken aback when you wrapped your hands around his neck, not expecting it but he quickly enjoyed the feeling of having your slender fingers around his neck as you continued to ride him, your hips picking up the pace as he guided you more and more with his hands on your hips.

"Fuuuuck, you like it like this, don't you? You like being in control, don't you.." He growled in your ear, his voice becoming more feral as his body reacted to your touch more and more.

He could feel himself getting closer now, your body just taking all of him in, your movements becoming harder and more desperate as you rode him. He let out another moan, his hands gripping your hips so hard he was sure there would be bruises on your skin come morning. "Yeah.. yeah, I know you do.." He panted,

"You want me to spit in your mouth..?" you asked, letting your eyes flutter open and narrowing down at him as you grinned. You weren't expecting him, Rafe Cameron, to actually agree to your proposal. But you were drunk, and you just wanted to see his reaction. Your hips were still moving fast and sloppy, not losing the pace.

He was actually a little bit taken off guard by your question, blinking up at you with a look of surprise for a moment. But as he looked up at your smirk, he couldn't help but smirk right back, clearly intrigued by the sudden request - and slightly amused by it.

Without even a moment of hesitation, he gave a nod, licking his lips as he spoke. "Yes. Give it to me."

"Seriously?" you asked, raising your brows while a disbelieving grin spread over your lips still riding him clumsily and eagerly, already chasing your second orgams in the last 10 minutes.

He gave another nod, his eyes darkening further as he looked up at you, his smirk still on his face. He was clearly enjoying this, enjoying the way you were riding him and enjoying where this was going.

"Yeah, I'm serious. Unless you're just all talk and no action." He said, a challenge laced in his tone, clearly baiting you now.

"Nah.." you shook your head licking your lips as your hand cupped his jaw, tilting his head back and letting his mouth fall open. You leaned in, staring at his open mouth and smirked before spitting into his mouth. You leaned back, still smirking as your hips picked up their frenzied pace, grinning down at him.

He gasped softly in surprise as you leaned in and actually spat into his mouth, but he quickly recovered, swallowing the liquid and looking up at you with an intense, dark look in his eyes. He licked his lips, his tongue running over his bottom lip as he looked at you with a hungry expression, completely and utterly turned on right now.

"Fuuuck.. that was hot." He groaned, his voice becoming hoarse as he spoke, unable to keep himself together anymore as you picked up the pace on his lap.

He couldn't control himself anymore, his hands grabbing your hips to hold you down on his lap as he began thrusting up into you, his head dropping back in pleasure as he let out a guttural moan.

"You.. you can be so filthy sometimes... I like it.. I like it a lot.." He panted between moans, his eyes squeezed shut as he just let himself thrust up into you mindlessly.

"Says the one who just let me spit into his mouth.. dunno who's filthier." you mumbled between moans, your hands grasping at his jaw and throat as you sank and rose on his cock, your head tipping back in pleasure again.

He let out a low, gravelly laugh at your comment, his smirk returning to his face as he looked back up at you, his eyes dark and hungry as he watched you riding him.

"You've got a point there..." He said, his voice still a little strained as he spoke. "But I'd say we're pretty equal on the filthiness meter right now.. you just spat in my mouth."

"And you let me.." you repeated, your voice also strained, "and I'm pretty sure you liked it..."

He chuckled again, his voice still low and huskier than normal as he spoke again. "Yeah, I did. It was hot. And I liked it. I like all the filthy things you do and say."

His hands moved up to your waist and he lifted you up for just a moment before pulling you back down onto his cock, groaning loudly as he did. "Fuuuck.. don't know what possessed you to do that, but it was one of the most sexiest things I've ever seen."

His head dropped back again, he closed his eyes for a moment and let out a loud moan, his grip on your waist getting harder as his hips began to thrust upwards into you as you moved on top of him.

"You're driving me crazy.. you know that, right?" He panted, his voice a low whisper, clearly struggling to stay in control right now as he continued to move his hips against yours.

"You clearly liked it cause you're a filthy bastard, Rafe.." you mumbled almost inaudibly, your mouth parting a little open in pleasure.

He opened his eyes and looked up at you, a smirk on his face again, though it was more of a wicked, cocky smile than anything else.

"Yeah I do.. I'm a filthy bastard who loves when you do dirty things.. and say dirty things." He hissed, clearly enjoying himself right now, and obviously not bothered by your comment, instead it just seemed to turn him on even more.

He leaned forward and nuzzled into your neck, his lips gently sucking on the sensitive spot where your neck and shoulder met, his tongue moving against your skin as he spoke, his voice a low, gruff against your ear. "Tell me what else you want me to do, baby."

"Finish preferably.. we're in a time crunch here.." you mumbled, chuckling hoarsely, your hands carding through his hair.

He chuckled against your skin, his lips still on your neck, sucking on the sensitive spot, leaving a few love bites before continuing to kiss his way up to your ear. His voice was still that same growl as he spoke into your ear.

"Good thing I'm close then.. I don't think I could hold back for much longer anyway."

He lifted his head from your neck and looked up at you, his eyes dark and hungry again, his hands still gripping your hips tightly, his body clearly eager.

"Tell me how you want me to finish, baby. Do you want me to pull out or am I gonna have to find somewhere else to finish?" He panted, clearly struggling to keep himself together right now, his voice still low and his grip on your hips still firm.

"Dunno.. I'm giving you the privilege of choosing where to finish.. Just not inside.." you nodded vaguely, your head burying into his neck and grazing your nose against his cheek and jawline.

He groaned at your words, clearly struggling to hold himself back for a moment longer, his hands gripping your hips so tightly it was almost bruising. But he managed to nod in agreement, leaning forward to kiss gently at your neck again, his tongue licking against your skin as he spoke.

"Mmm... in that case.." He said, his voice low and shaky "I think I know just where to finish.."

He grabbed your hips and moved you off his lap, his lips moving from your neck to your ear, his voice a low, gravelly growl in your ear as he spoke again.

"Get on your knees." He said, his tone low but demanding.

He sat back a bit, watching intently as you got off his lap and onto your knees in front of him, still sat on the couch. He settled for standing over you, his eyes dark and hungry as he watched you now on your knees on the couch in front of him.

"I knew there was a reason I like hanging out with you." He said, his voice still low and a hint of a smirk on his face. "Now be a good girl for me and open your mouth, baby."

"Oh, you owe me a hundred bucks if i let you do that.." you mumbled incredulously, raising one brow before opening your mouth and looking up at him intently.

He chuckled as he looked down at you, clearly amused by your words. He gently reached down and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, his hand resting on your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing against your skin, before he spoke again.

"A hundred bucks, huh? For this? I don't know.. I feel like I'm getting the better end of the deal here." His smirk widened as he spoke.

"You're such a lucky guy.." you mumbled sarcastically, rolling your eyes up at him. "Hurry up before i change my mind.." you scolded him, glancing down at his length in his other hand, getting ready to finish the job.

He chuckled at your sarcastic remark, his voice still low and huskier than usual as he spoke again.

"Oh I know I am, don't worry about that." He said, his smirk growing a little bigger as he watched you look down at his length in his hand.

"Yeah, I think I need to stop underestimating how filthy you are.." He said, his voice a little more shaky than normal, his hand still rubbing your cheek almost lovingly as he spoke.

He moved his hand from your cheek to the back of your head, gently grabbing a handful of your hair as he spoke again.

"Don't get sassy with me now, princess.. you've already got your mouth open for me and everything.. just be a good little girl for me and let me use that sweet mouth of yours just for a minute, okay?"

He ran his thumb over your bottom lip as he spoke, his eyes still dark and intensely watching you, his gaze dropping to your mouth, his voice becoming a rough, demanding growl.

"Now stick that tongue out for me, baby."

Your annoyed expression melted away a little as you stuck your tongue out, watching him and then his hand intently, your eyes full of anticipation.

He groaned when you stuck your tongue out, his eyes locked onto your tongue, watching it with almost primal need as he began gently rubbing the tip against your tongue, his breaths coming out in low, shaky moans as he did.

"Fuuuck.. you have no idea how hot you look right now.. with your mouth open like that, on your knees like that.."

He ran his free hand through your hair as he spoke, his voice still a low, huskier than usual and clearly struggling to hold himself together at this point. "I'm never going to look at you the same way after this, you know that right?"

"I don't care Rafe.. we don't even see each other outside sex.." you snorted in amusement before going back to sticking your tongue out, letting it brush against the tip of his cock again.

He chuckled softly at your blunt comment, his hand still gently running through your hair as he spoke again, his voice still low and strained.

"That's what makes it so dirty, though.. you're going to be my little secret.. just mine and no one's else's.. that sound good, baby?"

He gently ran his hand through your hair, his grip getting a little bit tighter as he spoke again, his voice a little more impatient now.

"Now be a good girl and open your mouth a little more for me.. I need to be able to put a bit more of myself in that pretty mouth of yours.."

He paused for a moment, watching your mouth as you opened it a bit more, his hand still holding on to your hair, his breaths coming out in a low, gravelly moan.

"Fuuuck.. yeah, princess.. that's it.." He spoke, his voice still a rough whisper, his eyes still watching your mouth intently, his hand guiding himself closer to your mouth.

Your eyes were fixed intently on his face, dropping down to his hand that was guiding himself closer to your mouth. You weren't exactly sure how you managed to get here, with Rafe Cameron standing over you, about to finish in your mouth. It was the kind of situation that would've made you sick with self hatred if you were sober. But you weren't. And all these things were done purely from the heartbreak of being in love with JJ, who was with someone else instead of you. So here you were, in the pool house of the Cameron's house, after hooking up with Sarah's meaner older brother at a party at her house. With your friends somewhere in the house. Insane.

He didn't seem to notice your thoughts swirling through your head, his own mind a blurry mess in the heat of the moment. He'd noticed earlier that you weren't your normal snarky, sarcastic self, but he hadn't thought about the reasons too deep. He never did

He was a fair bit preoccupied with the sight of you on your knees in front of him, your mouth open, ready to do exactly what he wanted you to do. He wasn't thinking about much else other than that. The sounds of people inside the main house were just a background noise to him and the only thing that was focused on was getting himself off.

He didn't notice the small sounds of people around the pool house either. Didn't notice the other drunk teenagers all around them, just having fun, ignorant to what was happening. Not that it would've bothered him if they knew. After all, he was Rafe. The bad part of the Cameron legacy.

All he could think about was the sight in front of him. You, on your knees in front of him, your mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him with those eyes of yours. It was just so incredibly hot, and the fact that you would normally never do something like this just made it even hotter for him.

He gently grabbed your hair in one hand, holding you in place with a little more force, not too much though. Just enough to remind you who was in control here. His other hand was still wrapped around the base of his now almost painfully hard length, which was now just an inch or two away from your mouth. He could feel himself getting more and more impatient, and he didn't think he could last much longer. He needed to finish and he needed you to let him do it in your mouth.

Suddenly, the sound of voices and commotion came from inside the house. He could still faintly hear music being blasted inside, but he could also hear the sound of people and talking. It was a bit too faint for him to identify what people were saying, but he knew enough that there were people in the house and they were getting closer to the pool house.

He paused for a moment, his mind becoming a bit clearer as he realized that the voices were becoming louder, clearly approaching closer and closer. "Fuck.. there's people coming..."

Your brows raised, closing your mouth and glancing back a the door of the pool house behind you, "So..? didn't you lock the door?"

"Yeah, its locked but-"

He was cut off as the sound of voices got louder outside the door, it seemed as though whoever had come in was now outside the pool house. Suddenly a voice rang out from the other side of the door. "Rafe? You in there bro?"

Rafe's body tensed up, his hand still holding onto you firmly, not wanting anyone who was outside to know that you were here and currently on your knees for him, his cock still in your mouth.

"Yeah, I'm in here." He called back, voice a bit harsh, trying to sound cool and unbothered, and not at all like someone who was in the middle of getting a handjob/blowjob by someone.

Being drunk and restless to get this over with you started moving your mouth over him gently, knowing he was close already, your hand accompanied by it. You could hear Topper, Rafe's best friend outside of the door, still speaking but you didn't care, in fact it made it even more exciting.

Rafe's mind was suddenly torn in 10 different directions at once, it was almost impossible to think clearly with you still moving your mouth over him and now the sound of Topper's voice outside of the door. He could hear Topper talking, asking some questions about something, but he couldn't hear exactly what.

He tried to respond to his friend, his voice sounding a bit strained and breathless, trying to keep up the pretense that he was doing something other than this. "Yeah, I'm just hanging out bro."

Topper's voice responded from the other side of the door. "Oh alright then, mind if we all come in and hang then?"

Rafe's mind raced, trying to think of an excuse to turn them all away, but he couldn't think quickly enough in his current position to come up with a reason that would make sense and keep them away.

He didn't respond for a few seconds, brain racing, but then he finally spoke up, his voice sounding more strained and urgent. "Uh, I'm a bit.. busy right now bro. How about you guys hang somewhere else, yeah?"

There was a pause from the other side of the door, and then Topper spoke up again, sounding confused and a bit amused. "Busy? With what? You're literally in the pool house all by yourself."

Your eyes were fixed on Rafe's face as you worked him, his hand raking through your hair almost affectionately, a silent praise for what you were doing and also helping you to guide your head.

His eyes widened as he heard Topper's response, realizing that there was nothing he could say. His mind was racing again, trying to come up with some reasonable excuse to keep them from coming into the pool house, knowing that if they came in at any moment and found him like this it would be a complete disaster. "Nah, but I'm just in the middle of something, man.... I'll come find you guys later, okay?"

His voice was still strained and sounded breathless, not at all like his usual confident and casual tone.

There was another pause from outside the door, before Topper finally responded, still sounding amused but with a hint of annoyance in his tone. "Nah, come on bro, we wanna hang out in here. Quit being a dick and open the door."

An amused look flickered in your eyes as you gazed up at him and you knew he was close as you sped up, you were surprised he was still able to talk as your hand and mouth worked on him so eagerly.

He took in a shaky breath as you sped up, his mind starting to go blank again thanks to how good you felt. He couldn't think straight, and when he tried to focus enough to speak to Topper and keep them away, he struggled to find the right words to say. Luckily his friend was still patiently waiting on the other side of the door. "Seriously, I... really can't right now, bro. I'm doing something."

Topper's voice came back impatiently a few seconds later. "Doing what? What could you possibly be doing that's so important? What are you, taking a massive crap or something?"

There was a small round of snickering from the other boys outside the door, everyone was starting to get impatient waiting for Rafe's response.

You were surprised at how dense Topper was. But it was exciting, your hand and mouth working together over him and watching his face contort in silent pleasure and his hand in your hair tightening ever so slightly. His hips would buck forward once in a while and you could tell he was impossibly close now.

With every passing minute the situation was growing more and more dire, Topper and the other boys were getting more and more fed up with his excuses as to why he couldn't let them in. Rafe's mind was racing to try and find some way out of this, but he was too focused on what you were doing to him to think straight. "Look, I'm not taking a crap okay? I'm doing... something else."

There was another pause from the other side of the door, before Topper spoke up again, sounding a bit smug now, as if he had just figured out what Rafe was doing.

"What's that? Are you having a private meeting with the five-finger-death-squad or something?" A few more laughs and chuckles echoed from the outside, everybody now certain that Rafe was having some kind of private meeting with his hand in the pool house.

Guys are so dumb, you thought when you heard Topper's answer. You would've snickered at his stupid joke which in retrospect wasn't even funny but your mouth and hands were a bit full at the moment, watching Rafe's face intently, trying to lock eyes with him.

If he wasn't on the edge of cumming he would've thought that Topper's joke was a lot funnier than it was, but at the moment all his mind was focused on was your mouth currently wrapped around his length and what it was doing. He looked down at you, eyes locking with yours, and tried to communicate silently that he was close, not really having the breath to vocalize it since he was too busy trying to stay quiet for the sake of his friends on the outside of the door. Meanwhile the boys were starting to get more and more eager and impatient, and Topper spoke up again, no longer able to keep a straight face with his next words.

"You don't need us to come in there to help out with that, we wouldn't mind waiting outside, bro."

There were a few more laughs and chuckles from outside in the crowd, the boys finding the whole situation quite funny and amusing, but also slightly annoying that they weren't being let in. Meanwhile Rafe's mind was struggling to come up with some witty comeback, something to say that would make them all go away, but at the same time he was losing his focus fast.

Your eyes were locked on his, your pace picking up knowing he was just about to finish, scooting closer to the edge of the couch you were knelt nest to and closer to him to take more of him in your mouth, bobbing your head a little faster.

He could see the expression on your face change as you scooted closer, feeling your body move closer to his. There was something in your eyes and expression that told him what you were about to do, he knew how much you liked to tease him and push him to his limits, and it was clear you were going to do just that here with the way you started to speed up even more. "I-I really can't right now- oh for fu-"

He cut himself off, biting down on his tongue to keep himself from moaning loudly. The last thing he needed was for his friends to hear him moan.

The other boys on the outside were listening intently, eager to catch whatever sounded like it might be a moan coming from inside the pool house. Topper was the one to speak up, his tone filled with both annoyance and intrigue as he tried to figure out what Rafe had just said. "What was that? Did you just moan, bro?"

Rafe's eyes widened at Topper's words, knowing if he made another noise like that they would know for sure what was really going on. He tried to respond, and for a few moments he actually seemed like he was going to pull it off.

"What? No I didn't moan, I just- oh fuu-" He started to speak, managing to string together a sentence, but then halfway through a slight moan escaped his lips.

This was definitely the funniest and hottest situation you were in. And the fact that this was Rafe Cameron out of all people was somehow even better. You wished you could laugh out loud, instead you sped up the process by swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock while bobbing your head, and it was obvious he was gonna finish any second now.

He was right on the edge and he knew it, and he was sure you knew it too which made it hotter for some reason. It was like you were trying to get him over the edge by any means necessary as quickly and as quietly as possible, and he was close. He glanced back at the door, his mind still half focused on his friends outside and whether or not they'd heard that last moan, but it was hard to keep his mind off what you were doing to him. As soon as he looked back down at you, he could see you were starting to pick up your pace and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out any longer at that rate.

Meanwhile outside, Topper and the others were listening intently, trying to catch any sound that might give away the secret of what Rafe was actually doing in there. Topper's voice was the first to break the silence, clearly picking up on the last small moan Rafe had let out. "Dude I think he was actually moaning, that's funny as hell bro."

All the other boys were snickering and giggling at Topper's observation, realizing that Rafe was indeed doing some private meeting with his hand just like Topper had been guessing earlier. Another boy's voice piped up from the outside, some guy named Chase. "You think he's watching something raunchy in there or something?"

Topper and the others laughed at the suggestion from Chase, one of the other boys speaking up as well.

"Maybe he's watching porn or something." The thought of Rafe in there watching porn seemed to make everybody chuckle again, and it continued for a few more moments before the room quieted down again as they waited for any more sounds.

You were listening to the conversation outside and it was hilarious. You let Rafe slip out of your mouth and worked him with your hand, your tongue sticking out slightly to get him to finish there, as fast as possible before his friends somehow found a way to come in. You were still watching his face intently, amusement sparkling in your eyes.

As soon as you pulled your mouth away he felt the urge to moan much more easily, but he forced himself to be quiet for the sake of his friends on the other side of the door. He looked down at you, seeing the amusement in your eyes and knowing you were enjoying yourself immensely, and it was at that moment that he realized he was officially screwed, it was only a matter of time until his friends found out what was really going on. "Oh god - shiiiit-"

Another string of giggles and laughs came from outside as they listened to the sound of Rafe struggling not to moan and curse. Topper's voice piped up again, sounding more and more amused as the situation continued to progress. "Bro, it's like he's fighting off a demon in there or something, Jesus."

A few more strokes of your hand and you felt him finish all over your tongue. It was insanely hot and amusing at the same time, given his friends were outside the door and here he was, doing this.

The feeling of you stroking him to completion almost sent him into a complete spiral of pleasure as he had to bite his tongue even more tightly in order to keep himself from moaning loudly. Once he calmed down enough to regain control of himself, he looked down at you, his expression a mixture of both amusement and disbelief. He couldn't believe you had just made him do that and his friends were right outside the damn door. He whispered down to you, trying to keep it quiet enough that the others wouldn't hear. "I can't believe you just did that in front of my bros..."

You hesitantly closed your mouth and swallowed, flipping him off silently. He definitely owed you for this one.

He chuckled lowly, shaking his head as he watched you swallowing before flipping him off. Part of him couldn't believe what had just happened, but at the same time he was also extremely amused by the whole situation, especially his friends listening on the outside.

He looked down at you with a smirk, "I'll make it up to you for this."

"Yeah, right.. you owe big time Cameron.." you whispered, standing up from the floor and straightening your skirt and crop top from the previous activity along with your underwear, grabbing your glasses from the couch and putting them back on, "Do i have to face your friends..? Isn't there another exit out of this pool house?" you asked quietly as you watched him zip up his jeans and straighten his belt.

He chuckled, shaking his head as he fixed his pants and belt. He knew that after what had just happened in here he definitely owed you now more than ever.

"You don't need to worry about my friends, they'll get over it," He replied, shaking his head at your question. "And no, there is no secret way out of here, sadly. You're gonna have to walk out the front door like a normal person. But don't worry I'll handle anything my friends say."

With that said, he walked over to the door and opened it up, stepping back to make way for you to go out first. His friends were all still standing there waiting as the door opened, but they all froze for a moment as they saw you stand up inside, looking a little disheveled with your glasses on. The room was silent for a few moments as nobody said anything, until Topper decided to speak up, his voice filled with disbelief. "Seriously, bro? She was in here the whole time?"

"Hi guys.." you stopped awkwardly in the doorway, glancing at the group of kook guys outside the pool house, "How's the party?" you asked, snorting in amusement.

His friends burst out laughing as you said hi, still surprised and amused by your presence. They couldn't believe that you had been in the pool house all along, especially not with Rafe. Topper was the first to respond, shaking his head with a grin.

"The party is... definitely a lot more interesting now that we know you were in here the whole time."

"Just.. keep it to yourself yeah? and stop cockblocking your friend.." you sighed in mock annoyance, your eyes fitting onto every single guy sitting outside the pool house and then onto the drunk teenagers scattered around the pool behind the group of kooks.

His friends burst out laughing again at your comment, some of them nearly falling over as they pictured what you and Rafe had been up to in there. One of the other guys spoke up, eyeing you up for a moment before speaking. "Oh we'll definitely keep our mouths shut, don't worry about that."

You nodded slowly and awkwardly, adjusting your glasses and shooting them a thumbs up, "Right.. well, fuck you Cameron. You owe me big time, aside from the 50$ from the bet so.." you turned to Rafe flipping him off again before turning around, "I'm just gonna make this less awkward than it already is..." you spoke without turning around, walking slowly along the edge of the pool to make your way back into the house.

A/N: The drafts for this one are messy, but what do the Rafe girlies think? Surprised I'm a Rafe girl too? Idk what to think ab the smut.. Part 2?

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