#obx jj x reader

[maybankswhore]

I don’t know if you’re still taking obx requests (if you’re not feel free to ignore this) but maybe you could write about JJ dating the girliest girl on the island and all the pouges are like HER? And he’s so proud like yeah that’s my girl

𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓.

this request was too cute not to do! i don’t know if this is the direction you were looking for but i think it came out adorable! i hope you like it <3

pairing(s): jj maybank x fem!reader

summary: in which jj bags the girliest girl on the island— but what can he say? opposites attract.

The minute JJ saw you , he knew he had to have you. You made his eyes glimmer the moment they laid upon you— with half of your hair pulled back in a pretty pink claw clip , a pretty white sundress on as you laughed sweetly with your friends , nails done and makeup complimenting your features so well.

You were quite literally , breathtaking , in his eyes and although you weren’t the usual low maintenance , tom–boyish type of girl he was used to , it had only made him more attracted to you.

At first he didn’t know how to approach you. He never had problems in the girl department before. Being so confident and charismatic , talking a girl up was a slice of cake to him. But when it came to you , you just seemed so nice and warm. He was afraid that he wouldn’t meet your standards , that maybe you deserved someone better than him. The difference in aesthetics were clear— him with his years old shorts and plain tee while you sported that white sundress that was so elegantly simple.

He sipped on his beer slowly watching you from across the Boneyard , trying to get a good feel of your personality. From what he could see , you seemed nice. You talked to almost everyone and seemed genuinely interested in each convention. He knew you weren’t a Pogue but you didn’t give Kook vibes either. JJ was just about to give it all up and walk away , until Pope walked over to you and gave you a hug– which you had excitedly returned.

JJ watched the two of you converse for a bit wondering if he should wait and ask Pope about you or just go up mid–conversation and introduce himself. . . The conversation wasn’t long enough for him to interrupt though , because by the time he got his thoughts together Pope was already walking towards him.

“What’re you staring at me for?” Pope shoved his shoulder playfully , filling up his cup at the keg JJ was standing next to.

JJ snorted. “You wish I was staring at you. I was looking at her— who is that?” He nodded in your direction.

“That’s Y/N and she’s not your type.” Pope snorted , rolling his eyes at the glint JJ’s face held– he knew that face all too well.

JJ huffed. “And why not? She’s a pretty girl. I like those.”

“Pretty and girly , JJ. She’s emotional and likes all that romantic bullshit you hate. You’d hate it.” Pope pointed out , reminding JJ of the millions of girlfriends he had but soon discarded because he couldn’t keep an emotional connection to save his life. Let alone know how to romance a girl.

JJ gave Pope and offended expression , scoffing. “I can be romantic , Pope.”

“One time you gave a girl a bag of dirt for Valentines Day.” Pope deadpanned.

“Bitch , I was literally ten!” JJ defended. “And it’s the thought that counts. I picked out all the bugs.”

Pope stared at JJ for a second , giving him a knowing look making JJ sigh deeply. “Whatever! I don’t care what you say. I’m in love!” JJ oogled in your direction , a hand over his heart.

Pope patted JJ on the back and shook his head. “I’m sure you are , buddy. I’m sure you are.”

With that Pope walked away to find his other friends , leaving JJ to huff on his own.

“He doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” JJ muttered , finishing off his drink. Sure he acknowledged you weren’t his ‘usual’ type— but hey! How’s that saying go? Opposites attract!

Downing the rest of his drink , JJ shook his body to release his nerves. You were finally alone , sitting next to the fire while your friends played beer pong a few feet away from you. Taking this as his time to shine , he strolled over to you with sweaty palms. He felt like a teenage boy having his first crush all over again! All sweaty and nervous. He really did think you were the prettiest girl ever , and he had to talk to you.

“Uh– want some company?” JJ asked lowly , hoping you’d still be able to hear him. He didn’t want to scare you or seem to pushy , so he made sure not to tower over you and keep a good distance away.

Your eyes looked away from the fire and up at him , your cheeks burning red. He was cute. A messy head of blonde hair with small dimples barely noticeable when he smiled. You could feel his nervousness and it made you giggle a bit , excitement in your tummy swirling at the thought of such a cute boy wanting to talk to you. “Sure.” You accepted , moving over for him to sit next to you.

“I—um. . . I like your dress.” JJ said as he sat down , cringing at how awkward he sounded.

You grinned at his compliment. “Thank you. I like your shirt.” You returned the compliment , although the shirt wasn’t to interesting , the person wearing it made it look good.

“Nah this thing’s old.” JJ brushed off.

“Well I don’t know how old this thing is but I bought it at a thrift shop not too long ago.” You shrugged , bumping his shoulder. “I’m Y/N.”

Feeling more comfortable with making conversation , JJ looked at you smiling. “JJ.”

“You’re Pope’s friend!” You remembered Pope bringing up someone named JJ before in distant conversations. Though he was always ranting about the boy , seeming exasperated every time.

“The one and only.” JJ said proudly. “So that means he talks about me— how sweet.” He cooed.

You chuckled. “Only about how you never stop forcing him to leave work early.”

“What kind’ve friend would I be if I just let him work his little self out like that!” JJ defended.

“Point proven.” You nodded , laughing with him. He seemed easy to talk to , even with just a few exchanges of words to eachother. His aura seemed sweet , something that you noticed. “So Pope wasn’t there to keep you company?” You teased.

JJ cheeks blushed slightly , scratching the back of his neck. “No actually , I–uh , I saw you earlier and I think you’re like really pretty and I really wanted to talk to you.” He admitted , hoping to see if you’d be interested in— well anything.

It was your turn to blush. A sweet smile on your face as you tucked a piece of hair away from your face. “You think so?”

“The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” He vowed with one hand up in the air. “Scout’s honor.” JJ added.

“Well I think you’re really pretty , too.” You grinned , copying his actions. “Scout’s honor.”

The rest of the night flowed easily between you two. The two of you talked about anything and everything getting to know eachother , seeing what you had in common and what you didn’t. You weren’t much of an outdoorsy person , and loved everything bright and cheerful. JJ seemed to be quite the opposite but he was interested in what you liked , and you seemed to have an open mind about the things he did , as well.

The night ended and your friends called you over telling you it was time to leave , but you put your number in JJ’s phone telling him to call you.

And you didn’t get too far before he dialed that number right up , making sure he had it before you left.

Things had ended up well betwen you and JJ. He had taken you out on dates. Some being what he wanted to do , some of you forcing him to go thrift shopping with you and give him a fashion show. He had researched every romantic comedy , every romance novel to give you the most that you deserved because he started to really like you.

He loved everything about you , how girly you were , how your nails were always done and your hair always fixed. You had such passion for so many things and it shined through you , and it showed inside and out.

JJ fell for you quickly , asking you to be his girlfriend on the seventh date. He planned everything all by himself. A beach picnic at night with pretty little candles and lights. ( All things he had thrifted , knowing it’d make your heart happy. )

He’d never forget how pretty you looked that night in your skirt , big eyes watching him in admiration as he asked you to be his girlfriend , getting all emotional and crying when he did.

But now that things were really serious , he wanted to introduce you to the Pogue’s— which he was excited about , but you were so nervous.

“Baby they’re gonna love you.” JJ promised as the two of you walked to the front door. “I told them they’re gonna love you and they have to listen to me and do what I say regardless.”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend. “It doesn’t work like that , JJ.”

“Well it does in my world.” He told you , wrapping an arm around your waist and bringing you close to him. He pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. “I love you so they’ll love you because I do.”

Your heart melted and you always fell to your knees. “I love you , too.”

JJ kissed you one more time before opening the door. You could hear the chaos as soon as it opened , laughter and commotion. Your stomach was in knots as you walked in , wondering what his friends would think. You had seen Pope a couple times since being with JJ , but you hadn’t said anything out of respect for your boyfriend because you knew he wanted to be the one to tell them.

“Hey guys!” JJ said loud enough for them to look at him , their eyes immediately looking at you then back at him then the arm around your waist.

Kiara smirked , knowing that JJ always did have that soft spot he claimed never to have. Pope looked like a deer in headlights and John B was just confused.

“I want you to meet my girlfriend.” He put emphasis on girlfriend. “Who is extremely hot and girly and also extremely my type.” JJ said , looking at Pope.

You nudged JJ’s shoulder and smiled at them. “I’m Y/N.”

“No fucking way.” Pope said , obviously shocked.

“Aw! My little JJ is all grown up.” Kiara pretended to wipe a tear away. “You’re so cute— I’m Kiara.” She pushed past the two boys and tugged at your arm. “I’m excited to have another girl around , do you smoke? Let’s smoke a joint outside.”

JJ pulled you away from her. “Um , no. She doesn’t and her first time ain’t being with you!”

Kiara scoffed and pulled you back , standing in front of you protectively. “If she wants to she will.” She glared before turning back to you and pulling you towards the back yard. “You totally don’t have to.” She whispered in your ear making you laugh.

JJ smiled as he watched his bestfriend take to you and bring you outside. He was excited to have you around more and bring into his life in this way , the Pogue’s were a part of his world that he wanted you a part of.

“I gotta say JJ , I wasn’t expecting that.” John B clapped him on the shoulder.

“No kidding!” Pope scoffed. “I didn’t think he’d get past the first conversation.”

JJ crossed his arms and smirked , shrugging nonchalantly. “What can I say? Opposites attract.”

[rafeysbafey]

needy bf jj is making me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

MDNI

needy bf!jj who always has his hand either on your thigh or the small of your back, mindlessly drawing shapes into your skin as he does so

needy bf!jj who always needs you sitting in his lap, he doesn’t care if it’s at a party or just hanging out with the pogues, he needs you to be safe and secure in his arms

needy bf!jj who will whisper dirty little things in your ear, causing your face to flush as you quickly excuse your self from the group

needy bf!jj who has a shit eating grin on his face as he follows you into the chatue, not giving you a chance to close the main door before he’s picking you up and tossing you on the couch

needy bf!jj who ignores your request to at least go into the bedroom, claiming he can’t wait and that he needs you now

needy bf!jj who will waste no time in thrusting himself into you, almost cumming at the sound of your choked moans, loving the feeling of your walls greeting him once more

needy bf!jj who says things like “waited too long to be inside you,” and “being such a good girl for me”

needy bf!jj who doesn’t care how loud he is, knowing secretly it turns you on more when he’s groaning and whimpering in your ear

needy bf!jj will proudly walk the two of you back out to the pogues, a smirk on his face as everyone stares at him in horror

[loveharlow]

text messages with bf!JJ would be something like...

[yourdarkcherry]

Feeling righteously yummy || J.M

Summary: you’re grounded and JJ is pleading you to come with him on another late night adventure, when you refuse he decides that he should just finger you in your bedroom.

Warnings: smut, fingering (r!receiving), nipple biting and sucking, lots and lots of dirty talk, fem!reader.

Divider by: @/cafekitsune

Your parents hate JJ Maybank. They hate the effect he has on you, it’s a visceral type of change that comes in and disturbs everything in your world. 

You don’t blame them at all, because when he comes knocking at your window, or more likely throwing rocks,  you would throw away everything and hop into his motorcycle, not caring where he takes you as long as he takes you with him. 

He returns you to your home just by dawn, sometimes he doesn’t drop you off and you simply sleep over in questionable places with him. You’ve never been caught when you commit the latter, but you were the previous day and you were grounded, your window shut and your mother guarding the front door.

But if JJ Maybank was anything, he was born with the kind of persistence that tires you out and makes you do whatever he wants you to do. He’s holding into a tree branch and leaning against your bedroom window, managed to climb it with the help of the massive tree next to your house. 

His hand is extended to you, inviting you to join him on another adventure tonight. Looking so handsome and so charming, as he’s leaning against the tree he reminds you of the apple that attracted Eve. 

“I can’t,” you tell him, slapping his hand away when he wiggles his fingers to you, “I’m grounded.”

“You can’t, or you won’t?” he asks, and you roll your eyes at him when he says, “because you have your legs and you have a free will, so I think you can but you just won’t.”

“JJ I’m literally grounded, and mom comes to check my room every five minutes so if she sees me gone I will be grounded until the day I die,” you argue, JJ laughs and you feel your heart flutters at the sound of his chuckle, “I think you’re being dramatic.”

“I’m serious, please,” you plead, “if my mom saw you here she’d kill me first and then kill you.” and then you try to loosen his grip on the windowsill, “I think you’re gonna kill me first!” he says loudly, and you instantly let go of him as you cover your face, afraid that your mother heard him shouting downstairs. 

But all you can hear is the muffled noise of the television, “come on cupcake, I bet she’s already sleeping, and I will drop you off before she even wakes up.”

“Yeah well, you told me that yesterday and I woke up at John B’s couch, and to a million calls from my parents.” You replied sassily, crossing your arms over your chest and glaring at him. You entirely blamed JJ for your punishment, because if he hadn’t coaxed you into drinking then you wouldn’t have gotten drunk and everyone knew you were a sleepy drunk, and he was an irresponsible drunk so it was easily a recipe for disaster.

You snoozed at John B’s couch, and he thought that he should let you sleep and your parents wouldn’t even realize you were gone because he would drop you at home early in the morning like he always does.

“This time it wouldn’t happen, scout’s honor.” he says, tapping his chest and you can’t help the smile stretching on your lips at his actions. 

“If I were to say yes, where are you taking me anyways?” you asked, sitting on the chair by your window. 

Truth to be said, you’ve never cared where he’d take you as long as you were with him. But your fight with your parents earlier, and the punishment you received afterwards slightly worried you. What if he takes you somewhere far away and you don’t get back home in time? If that were to happen, you would never be allowed to see JJ.

He wasn’t even your boyfriend, even though you’ve made out several times, but you were afraid to ask him what you two were because you knew JJ doesn’t do relationships. If you asked him to put a name on what the two of you have, then you’re scared he’d bail.

So, for now you’re content with what you two have.

JJ shrugs, “I don’t know, but we’ll figure it out eventually.” you roll your eyes at his words, then attempt to shut the window, “Then I’m not risking anything, JJ, go home.” He fights your attempt to shut the window, he wins because he’s persistent and you lose because you never actually wanted him to leave.

“I just don’t understand, you’re nineteen, you can do whatever the fuck you want.” he starts his usual argument, and you exhale as you answer with your usual answer, “because I live under their roof and they worry, a lot.”

“They have nothing to worry about though, it’s not like we do drugs or anything.” He says, you can't help but laugh and add sarcastically, “right, all we do is get drunk, smoke weed and skinny dip.”

He smiles, “come on, we don’t do anything wrong.”

“JJ, please.” you plead.

“No, you please. Come join me, I promise no crazy business and I’d have you back in an hour.” He tries, you shake your head despite feeling your heart relenting, but when you imagine your parents’ reaction you build your stubborn walls again. 

“I just don’t understand why your parents don’t like me.” He says with a shrug.

“Because you don’t use the front door, and you take me out during midnight.” you answered instantly. 

“I would say I use the front door pretty frequently,” he says with a wiggle of his eyebrows that makes your face heat up and your heart swoon despite him clearly using a nasty innuendo. If it was anyone else you’d have slapped them, but since it was JJ you laughed and tried to cool your hot face with your cold fingers.

“Come on…” he pleads, and you shake your head. He stares at you with those sapphire blues that captivate you. Neither of you speak, only you drowning into his entrancing gaze.

Then he sighs and nods, “fine,” you feel your heart drop at him giving up despite it being the best outcome. If you were found out, you’d be giving a harsher punishment.

JJ looks defeated for a moment, his shoulders slumping as he lets go of the windowsill. You feel a pang of guilt seeing him like this, but the fear of facing your parents' wrath overpowers it. “Alright, alright,” he mumbles, stepping back from the window. 

“I’ll…” you trail, standing up from the chair and walking away from the window and crossing your arms over your chest tighter, and staring at him, “I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” 

“Hell yeah you are.” He says, and you grin but your smile turns into confusion when he looks like he’s about to jump from the branch to your window. Your lips are frozen with shock, and you’re stunned when he actually manages to bounce from the tree and then inside your bedroom.

He walks towards you, his signature smirk on his lips and his big warm hands rest on your cheeks, “you thought I would just leave that easily, cupcake?”

You want to yell at him, and tell him that he’s fucking crazy for even thinking he can stay with you in your bedroom. If your mother saw him, then you could only kiss your freedom goodbye. But the magnetic pull he has on you. Despite the chaos he brings into your life, there's a thrill in being with him that you can't resist, and the only thing you could do is try to fight your growing smile but failing miserably.

You know you look crazy as you’re smiling and hissing at him, “JJ, are you insane?! What if my mom catches you in here?!” 

He grins, completely unbothered, and wraps his left arm around your waist, his right hand still cupping your cheek. “Then you’re gonna have to hide me, but I’m sure we can manage, what's the worst that could happen? It’s not like she would kill me or anything.”

You huff a laugh, but there's no denying the truth in his words. There's something intoxicating about JJ's carefree spirit, his ability to turn even the most mundane moments into adventures. 

He’s the devil, you think, or the most tempting sin ever. You lightly push against his chest, trying to create some distance between you two. “JJ, this is a terrible idea. You can't just waltz into my room like it's no big deal.”

He chuckles, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your cheek. “Come on, cupcake, where's your sense of adventure? Life's too short to play by all the rules.”

Your eyes narrow at him, but you can't deny the fluttering feeling in your stomach. “My mom would kill me if she found you here.”

He presses a quick, sweet kiss to your forehead. “Then let's not get caught.”

As he pulls away, you can't help but sigh. JJ’s presence is a whirlwind of excitement and trouble, and though you know better, you find yourself giving in to his charm. The thought of spending the night sneaking around with him is both thrilling and terrifying.

He glances around your room, his eyes settling on the open window. “I would offer to go back out if it makes you feel better, but I’m afraid you’d say yes so I wouldn’t.” he smirks.

You shake your head, a mix of frustration and amusement in your voice. “You're unbelievable, JJ. Fine, but you have to be quiet and stay out of sight. If my mom finds you, I'm blaming this entirely on you.”

He grins, taking your hand. “Deal, cupcake.”

Slapping his chest, “I hate it when you call me that.” and you try to make space between you both, but he’s stronger and more stubborn than you, the space you make is insignificant. 

“Why not? You taste sweet just like frosting of one.” He whispers against your lips, leaning down to kiss you daringly, and slowly. Your heartbeat is fast, and then it completely drops to your pussy at his dirty words and his slow kissing. 

You manage to gather enough willpower to push him away, panting slightly as you scold him. “JJ, we need to be quiet, remember?” He holds both of your hands by your wrists, bringing them to rest on his chiseled chest, he pushes you towards your bed.

“No,” he says and interrupting himself to kiss your lips, “No,” he repeats and this time he kisses your neck and your jaw slacks at the crazy sensation, “You need to be quiet.” He whispers hotly against your ear, and you actually have to hold onto his shirt to stabilize yourself or your jelly-like legs would expose how weak he makes you feel.

The hand on your cheek slides down to your neck, down your shoulder and then finally to your boobs. He holds a handful and squeezes them, you bite your neck to not moan loudly. You struggle to keep your eyes open, and you’re painfully aware of your unlocked door.

“JJ, the door.” You slur, his kisses lowering down to your cleavage, and when he bites the mound of fat on your chest you stifle a low moan with the back of your palm. But you lose your balance when he pushes you to your bed, you gasp at the drop and watch him with hungry eyes take off his shirt and toes off his shoes. 

He climbs over your body, and rids you of your own shirt, and doesn’t bother with breaking off the distance in order to take off your bra, he only pushes the cups under your breasts. Then lowers his head to swirl his tongue around your hard nipples. You shut your eyes, relishing in the feeling of his soft, hot and wet mouth around your nipple, he pinches the other one making you bite your tongue to stifle your noises.

Then he bites your nipple and you squeak, “JJ!” you hiss and pull his hair back but this only makes him more riled up. His hand travels down your chest, and then unbuttons your shorts, struggling to reach behind your thongs but when he does he easily finds the source of wetness.

His middle and ring finger slip in the parting of your pussy, then between the hot wet folds. He moans against your tits, making your body outstretch against his. You feel his hard cock prod the inside of your thigh when he comes to kiss your lips. 

“You’re always so fucking wet for me, do I turn you on that much, cupcake?” he whispers against your lips.

You reach for his clothed cock, groping the hardness and whispering back, “what about you, always thinking of fucking me that you get hard isntantly?” You feel his lips stretching in a smile against your own.

“Is it so wrong? Look at you, can’t believe the hottest girl in obx lets me fuck her whenever I want.” He says, his fingers parting your folds and going up and down over your clit. Your eyes instantly close at the sensation, feeling yourself grow wetter. 

“Do your parents know you let me fuck whenever I want?” he asks against your lips. You bring him to kiss you so you can moan freely against his mouth, you feel your mixing saliva dripping down your mouth. 

“I think if they knew they would hate me even more,” he says, his fingers prodding to go inside your cunt. You gasp at the sensation, but you feel more slickness seeping out of your pussy and it’s embarrassing the way your pussy makes noises in the quietness of your bedroom. 

“If you knew what I think of when I see you, I don’t think you’d go anywhere with me at midnight.” He whispers, his fingers coming out to stroke your wet clit, you feel your heart going faster. “Do you trust me this much? Letting me take you anywhere and letting me fuck you anywhere?” he kisses you, and you feel your walls tightening around his fingers.

The coil in the depth of your stomach feels like it’s getting tighter at everything he’s doing to you, at how he’s making you feel. 

“I can feel you getting tighter, are you going to cum?” he asks, whispering lowly and hotly in your ear and parting to stare into your eyes. Your voice betrays you, and you know if you speak you would only moan and whine, so you only nod whining lowly.

“You’re going to cum around my fingers? Please, I want to feel you cum around my fingers, please, baby?” he is basically pleading, at his last words the coil snaps and your vision turns white, he kisses you to muffle your moans.

His tongue twisting around your own and sucking your saliva, your hips buck against his hand as you’re riding out your orgasm. He doesn’t stop even when you’ve finished cumming, and only does that when you’re whining at him to stop with how overstimulated you were getting, your body jerking against his.

Embarrassingly, his fingers slip out of your pussy with a loud ‘pop’ that makes your face turn hot and makes his smirk widen, he brings his fingers to his mouth while maintaining eye contact with you. 

Your jaw slacks at the scenery, his pupils blown wide against his baby blue irises, and his cheeks flushed. 

He’s so beautiful, everything about him is magnetic. His tousled hair and rogue smirk only add to the allure. A walking embodiment of charisma, JJ’s heat is undeniable, a blaze impossible to resist.

“Let me give you a taste of your sweet pussy.” He states, and before you could respond he leans down to kiss you hungrily and passionately, it’s messy and sweet and overwhelming. Just like him. 

You’re the one that breaks the kiss, turning to the side to breathe in oxygen sharply. He lays on his side, staring down at you as you look back at him. Your smile widening at his infectious one.

JJ fixes your messed up hair strands, tucking them behind your ear and grinning. Resting on his elbow and looking down at you, then his hands travel to your exposed tits, meaning to cover them but not before pinching your nipples making you whine and slap his chest. 

He laughs, then when you look decent, he asks, “so, when are you going to ask me to be your boyfriend?” His laughter still lingers in the air, a playful melody that resonates. You raise an eyebrow, feeling your heart picking up its pace at your surprise by his candid question. “Boyfriend? JJ, you want to be…” you trail off, feeling your face grow hot at his question, his teasing smirk fueling the warmth. “Yeah, I mean, we’re practically inseparable, right?” JJ’s gaze holds a glint of sincerity beneath the playful facade. Your heart wavers between uncertainty and excitement. “I just never thought you were the type to do relationships, plus you’ve never asked to be my boyfriend” you admit, a smile tugging at your lips.

Then you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him to kiss him, he kisses back with the same level of devotion, if not more. 

When you break the kiss you kiss his cheek, he parts away just a little to look into your eyes, “Can I be your boyfriend?”

A mixture of emotions swirl within you– uncertainty, excitement, and a tinge of fear. JJ Maybank, the perpetual rebel, is asking for something beyond the usual thrill seeking adventures. It’s a side of him you hadn’t anticipated, and yet, it feels like a natural progression.

“I would love it.” You answer.

JJ’s grin widens, and he pulls you into a tight embrace, as if sealing the deal. “Well, then, consider it official, cupcake.”

[samandcolby-ownme]

high sex with jj? maybe they were friends nd chose to be fwb but maybe one of them breaks? and realizes they wanna be with the other person etc. (you can have creative freedom)

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language high!reader, smoking weed, friends to lovers, flirting, kissing, hair pulling, biting, scratching, semi rough actions, filth

Enjoy!

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You followed JJ’s hand as it moves closer to you, “Want another hit, sweetheart?” Your eyes move up to his and you smirk. You were indeed a lightweight, and JJ knew that, so you just wanted to prove him wrong.

You took the joint from his fingers and took another, longer than intended drag. You hold it in as you hand the joint back of the red eyes squinted, blonde boy sitting next to you.

You exhale the smoke and cough slightly, laying a hand on your chest, “That one burned.” JJ sits up and quickly hands you a water, “Here. Drink this.” He unscrews the cap and hands you the bottle, “Here.”

You take if from him and bring it to your lips, taking a big sip. Water dribbles down your cheek but you can’t help but giggle.

“Can dress you up but we can’t can’t ya out, now can we?” JJ jokes as he swipes the water off your skin with his thumb. Something felt different. The atmosphere feels like it shifted or something because now there’s tension.

Sexual tension, yeah you and JJ have hooked up a few times before - okay. A lot of times before - anytime you can get actually, just like tonight.

You lean back, tilting your head up to look at you, “You’re one to talk,Jayj.” He huffs, plopping back down on the couch, “I think I look pretty great all the time. Even when I’m bruised and bloody.”

You couldn’t lie, you thought JJ was hot as fuck. You were blessed that he barely had a shirt on while just hanging out around the Château, even though he’s caught you looking on multiple occasion.

“You know.” JJ says turning towards you slightly and you turn to face him with your elbow on the back of the couch, “What do I know?” He smirks, “I just wanted to say that the first time I met you, I just knew that you’d fit in here with us.”

Kie introduce you to the rest of the pogues, and JJ just happened to be the lucky one to catch your eye, but you also caught his.

“Really?” You smile, a blush rising over your cheeks, “I love hearing that, thank you, Jayj.” He nods, licking his lips, “Do you, um.” He glances down at the table, your stare making him kind of nervous, “want to smoke more, or?”

You shake your head, “I think..” you look from his lips do his eyes and tilt your head, “I think I want to do something a little different.”

Your confidence skyrockets when you’re high, and you’ve wanted JJ since the second your eyes laid on his, let’s face it. He smirks as he picks up what you’re laying down, “What are you waiting for then?”

You smile as you crawl over to him, your legs moving to straddle his waist. You bite your lip as you look down at him, eyes heavy from the weed in both your systems. He brings a hand up, gently laying it on your cheek, “You’re so beautiful.”

You lay a hand on his cheek, smiling as you lean down, “I love you, Jayj.” You press your lips to his, sliding your hands down to his bare chest. His hands grip your hips as you continue to make out. He leans back, “I love you.”

He pushes your hips and your dig your nails into his skin as you feel yourself grind down onto his throbbing cock, “J-J..” you whimper out, “I need you.” He smiles against your lips and rubs your hips with his thumbs, “All in good time, baby. Just relax, okay? Let Papa J take care of you.”

You nod and he lays you down onto the couch, his body over yours and your legs hook around his waist. He leans his head down to kiss your neck, his hair bushing against your cheek. You let out a moan as he sucks a deep purple mark into your skin.

He kisses up to your lips and slides his hands up under your sweatshirt. His hands find your bare tits in no time and he’s fondling like his life depends on it. You arch your back, eyes rolling closed as his fingers pinch and pull at your nipples, “How rough do you want me to be?”

Your lips part as you open your eyes, moaning okay as he continues to slowly roll your nipples between his fingers, “F-fuck, Jayj..” you slide a hand around to press it to his cheek, “We can take it slow this time.” You smirk, “Next time I’ll let you throw me around a little.”

His cock hardened more just from hour works, “Goddamn, I love you.” His lips crash onto yours and his pushes his hips into yours, groaning at the thought of being inside of you, “Take off your clothes f’me yeah?” You nod, moving to take your clothes off, tossing them to the floor and within a second of JJ’s shorts dropping, he’s back on top of you.

He brings his fingers to his lips, collecting a little spit before he drops his hand down to your needy cunt. You let out a slightly moan, head already buzzing from the weed, and JJ is adding to it, but in such a good way.

You look up at him, biting down on your lip as you feel him push two fingers into you. A gasp leaves your lips and you slide your hand to the back of his head, “Jayj, no.” You whine, “Please don’t tease.” He smirks against your lips, “Yeah, yeah you’re right.”

He replaces his fingers with the head of his cock, biting down on his lip as you both watch his cock enter your pussy. You grip the cushion, eyes closing as you feel your walls stretching around him, “Fuck, J-Jayj.” You look up at him, face twisting with pleasure as he pulls out pushes back in.

He leans down, hips rolling slowly into yours, “this is the best fuckin’ pussy I’ve ever felt.” Your lips move with his as his slightly speeds up his pace. You arch your back, clenching around him as he swallows your moans, “F-fuck, babe. I’m gonna cum if you keep squeezing my cock like that.”

“Feel so good, J.” You moan out, running a hand through his hair, “You fuck me so good.” His eyes search yours as a smirk grows on his face, “I love when you say that shit to me.”

His lips land on yours and you tighten your legs around his waist as you gasp, “fuck, Jayj.” You squeeze his cock, your orgasm literally right there and you cry out quickly, “don’tstopdon’tstopdon’ts-“

“Fuck.” He groans as he fights his grips on your hips, “Come on, pretty lady.” He kisses your lips and leans up, “Let me hear how good I make you feel.” You let out a moan and tighten your grip around him, moaning out him name over and over again as your pulsates around his cock, “Yes! Yes! Fuck, JJ.”

You whine out as JJ manages to keep his thrusts steady enough to guide you through your high before his cock quickly departs from inside of you. He reaches down, stroking his cock while you plant gentle kisses on his face.

You feel his cum spill out into your pelvis and you can’t help but giggle, “So yeah, I love you and I don’t want to be whatever the fuck we are now.” JJ gets up to grab you a towel, “Really?”

You nod, “Really, Jayj.. I’ve turned down every other guy that’s hit on me, down, because of you.” You see his ego boost and he smirks, “Well.” He finishes wiping you off. He leans over, holding his hand out to pull you up, “Just tell everyone who asks, that JJ Maybank is who will be tapping that ass from here on out, I love you and I would love to be able to call you my girlfriend.”

You start to laugh, “Oh my god, JJ. yeah, yes.” JJ laughs, “Yeah?.” You nod, leaning down to grab your sweatshirt, “I guess I’ll be your girlfriend. But.” You stand up putting your pants on, “On one occasion..”

Jj smirks and tilts his head, standing up to put his shorts on, “What’s that?” You look up at him and smile, “You get to be my boyfriend.” JJ stares at you, laughing slightly as he shakes his head, “We really are perfect for each other, but yeah, baby. Of course I’ll be the boyfriend.”

He leans in and pecks your lips, “I love you.” You smile and smile, “I love you.” You kiss his cheek, “I’m going to go make us some food, do you wanna roll us another one.”

He nods, “Anything for you.” He leans forward and you smile, “So you want anything special?”

He reaches up, cupping your cheek with his hand, “Just you, next time I get those clothes off of you.” He pulls you in to press a kiss to your lips and even if you weren’t high, you would still melt into him like you are right now.

“You know, Jayj.. suddenly I’m not that hungry.”

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[s9fit3]

‘Silver Soul’- JJ Maybank Headcannons!!

• Even after a fight with him, he can’t ignore you for forever. He’ll send you text message about things you need to be reminded to do. Texts could vary from;

‘Do your homework, I know you didn’t do it.’ ‘Did you eat yet?’ ‘Go drink some water.’ ‘Plug your phone in and go to bed.’ ‘Take your medicine.’ ‘I love you.’

• Definitely has taken you on John B’s boat late at night just so you can see the stars or just to get a new look on life.

• He comes to you when he has had a problem with his dad. He’ll run into your arms and just cry and know that you’ll listen and never judge him.

• Every time it rains, he thinks of you. Not because it is sad, just because the rain is something that is just so, You.

• Helped you paint on your bathing suit/bikini bin when you saw the trend going around on TikTok. He thought it was dumb but wanted to help anyways. Now you have a very odd looking little turtle on your box.

[indigoflorals]

hi🌚.. i wanted to request a jj smut simply based off of;

“tell me to stop”

“please tell me to stop or i won’t”

“then don’t.”

impulse (18+)

JJ Maybank x Reader

Sum: JJ cant control himself when you tell him you’re finally ready to go all the way in your relationship

Warnings: First time sex, rough sex, slight breeding kink, oral sex(f), fluff (no loss of virginity)

“I want you.”

JJ moaned into your pussy at your remark, licking a stripe up your clit. This was as far as the two of you had gone since you started dating a few weeks ago, and he didn’t mind. JJ could live off of only your pussy for the rest of his life if you let him.

“I want you, J.” You repeated, voice shaking.

JJ looked up to you, planting a final kiss to your clit before responding. “I want you too, baby.” He smiled before spreading your thighs to go back to your pussy.

You huffed at his ignorance, placing a hand on his cheek to lift his head.

He stopped immediately, worry flooding his face. “What’s wrong?”

You rolled your eyes, running a hand through his blond hair. “I said I want you to fuck me.”

With that, his cheeks flushed red. He sat up, and you could see through his shorts that he was painfully hard, straining against them.

“Well, we can,” He stuttered, fumbling with the zipper of his shorts, “But only if you’re sure you’re ready.”

You smiled, sitting up and taking his hand to steady him. “J, I’m not a virgin, now fuck me before I change my mind.”

“Fuck,”

He quickly forced his shorts and boxers off, and cock sprung free. You lied back on the bed, spreading your legs for him in wait.

“Holy fuck,” He groaned, kneeling in front of you, taking in the sight of your naked body, “Tell me to stop,”

“J”

“Tell me to stop,” He leaned down, caging you in with his arms and lining himself up with your pussy, “Or I won’t be able to.”

“Then don’t.”

He practically whimpered at your words, thrusting forward completely to be inside of you. He was big, and the stretch burned deliciously. You rocked your hips up against him, and he cried, biting into your shoulder to muffle himself.

His thrusts were erratic, and you could tell he was overstimulated and overwhelmed at the feeling of you. “Baby,” He moaned, breathing heavily into you ear, “You’re so tight. I…I cant.”

You wrapped your legs around him, pulling his hips further into you.

“JJ,” You moaned, rolling your hips, “I love you.”

“I love you so much baby,” He mumbled, “But I can’t hold back anymore.” With that, he pounded into you. The sound of skin against skin flooded the room and your moans were the only thing louder.

You sobbed at the feeling of him repeatedly hitting your g-spot. “Gonna come,” You cried.

JJ’s hands wrapped around your upper body, getting more leverage to fuck into you ever harder and faster. He leaned down to suck a love bite into your neck, and you felt yourself clench around him. Your orgasm was like none you had ever had from sex before. Your vision was white and your whole body felt warm and relaxed.

Your reached up, clawing at the muscles of his back as you came down from your high. “Please cum in me. Need it so bad,” You moaned, desperate to feel it inside of you.

“Ah,” He whined into your neck, feeling you squeeze him again, “Gonna cum in you baby. You’re so beautiful. I love you so much.”

You clenched around him again, and at that you felt warmth flood inside of you. JJ bit into your shoulder to muffle his own loud cries as he filled your pussy with his hot cum.

He continued to rock his hips into you lightly as you both relaxed. Running a hand though your hair, he pulled out of you. You felt the liquid against your thighs.

“So beautiful,” He kissed your forehead, “Thank you for sharing this with me. Now lemme clean you up.”

[a-aexotic]

❜ 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

rafe cameron

fics

-> clingy!rafe part 2 sort of part 3?

-> comfort fic

-> half & half universe

-> picture perfect universe

-> diet coke

-> blank space

-> paris

-> my tears ricochet ☆

-> dancing with our hands tied ☆

-> getaway car part 2

-> haunted

-> fav headcanons

-> rafe defending pogue!reader

-> love triangle w/ jj & rafe part 2

-> dating john b's sister

-> being in a secret relationship

-> enemies to lovers

jj maybank

fics

-> confession on poguelandia (routledge!reader) ☆

-> jj as a soccer player

-> right where you left me

-> love triangle w/ jj & rafe

-> jj cheating

-> jj being protective over you

sarah cameron

fics

-> angst to comfort ☆

john b routledge

fics

-> vitamin D masks

-> platonic!sister reader getting trapped by rafe

pope heyward fics

-> confession

-> helping you fall asleep

[dirtytomatoedwrites]

Underneath It All

Paring: JJ Maybank x KookFem!reader

Warnings:  18+ Smut. Oral (w receiving) PIV, Fluff, Romance, JJ’s got a dirty mouth. (Slight Angst, Slight Dub Con - if you squint) Not Proof-Read.

Summary:  JJ wants more than a casual hook up.

Word Count: 2000 words

Your media consumption is your own responsibility.  

Fine Print: Steal my writing or copy bits and karma will get ya.

“You know, you weren’t my type,” JJ whispered.

"Wh-what?" you stammered. Scrunching your nose at the sudden change in topic, you wondered what drove him to switch from talking about Rafe to well- you.

"You just- weren't."

"Oh—" And then it clicked. He wanted you to respond with ‘and what about now?', opening the door to a conversation you were not willing to have.

It was not that you did not want to. But there was too much animosity between your friends and his; too much of a painful history for any sort of healthy relationship to form between you and JJ. Each time you spoke, it always came back to something one of your friends had done or said. Toxic messes with no end or resolution in sight. Wasn't this the very reason JJ climbed the tall trellis against the side of your home and into your bedroom window in the first place?  To tell you about some shit Rafe had done and why Rafe had more coming to him than a bloody nose and a cut lip?

But there was another reason. Your mind chided, and you baulk under the weight of the truth.  It is for this unspoken reason that JJ showed up at your house in the dead of night while your parents slept soundly down the hall. Why even as he spoke, his gaze unapologetically swept across every inch of your body, only for your core to clench with anticipation. But you didn’t want to dwell on that. You couldn’t dwell on that. Nothing good could ever come from that.  So you narrowed your eyes at him in a futile attempt to get the conversation about Rafe back on track and hopefully send him back the way he came.

"It's fine.  You’re not mine," you shrugged though your heart clenched.  You watched JJ’s eyebrow hitch in response, his fingers twitch at his side.  Folding your arms across your chest you forced yourself to continue. "I’m not into blondes," you said with haughty resignation.

“Is that right?” JJ chuckled, dimpled cheeks on full display. It gave him a boyish charm if it weren't for his teeth, which appeared white and wolf-like in the moonlight. His blue eyes flickered down at your lips as he licked his own.  It made his intentions painfully obvious.

"That’s right…" you swallowed as he inched closer, "..and I don’t. Fuck. Pogues.”

JJ lunged forward, lips crashing onto yours in a brutal kiss.  His ringed fingers grabbed your neck and pulled you close, enslaving you to his sensual assault of teeth and lips. Your knees buckled when his tongue entered your mouth, despite your efforts to resist. While his fingers slipped down your body to your ass, kneading the soft supple flesh covered in silk.   Growling into your mouth, JJ pulled you closer, grinding your core against his stiffening cock. The action makes you instantly wet much to your chagrin.  

Pulling away from the kiss, JJ scraped his teeth along the shell of your ear, his voice on edge as he spoke. “Don’t fuck pogues, huh? Funny since you didn’t mind bouncin' on my dick when that asshole dumped you. Ain’t that right cupcake?” His vulgar words made your stomach churn in disdain and you tried to push him off, but his hands wound their way around your waist. JJ pulled you towards him until your lower halves bumped, then backed you towards your bed and pushed you down onto it.

“That was a mistake. A moment of weakness JJ and you know it.” You said, scrambling backwards on your elbows to put distance between the two of you.  JJ grabbed your right ankle and yanked you towards him.

“It was a mistake JJ…a moment of weakness JJ…” he mimicked, high-pitched and shrilly. “That's cute, princess. Real cute.” he drawled, as he climbed on top of you. With those piercing blue eyes staring down at you from a halo of wispy blonde hair, he looked like an angel but something about his expression reminded you of Lucifer too.

In the seconds that followed, a silent conversation ensued filled with emotions you could not articulate: uncertainty, lust, fear. It seemed JJ understood because his eyes softened immediately and an unspoken understanding passed between the two of you. He suddenly seemed different; unusually calm compared to the chaotic energy he usually exuded. 

JJ had switched tactics.

“That night in your dad's office while everyone watched fireworks outside..." he said softly, his fingers slowly undoing each button of your silk pyjama shirt. Normally, he would have eagerly ripped them open with fervor and passion but, tonight, his actions were languid and gentle. You felt you could stop him if you truly wanted to. 

You remembered the night in question. It was your dad's 60th birthday party which had been a grand occasion; many of the Outer Banks' elite gathered under the stars to celebrate. Your parents had hired a catering company and JJ was one of its servers. 

You gasped as he exposed your naked chest to the cool night air, bringing you back to reality. He slowly leaned down tongue trailing along the side of your rib cage. 

“Was that night a mistake too?" His eyes flashing up at you as he latched onto your nipple with fervor. 

You were immediately swept away as JJ sucked, pulled, and tugged hungrily at your tender flesh. Your other bud was deliciously teased by his nimble fingers while images of that night and JJ holding you down against your father's desk as he pounded you senseless came rushing back. Just thinking about it made you giddy, your fingertips gently gliding into his blonde strands.   

Slowly, he kissed down your chest to your silk-covered core, your body humming with need as he buried his face and breathed you in.

"Where were your kook morals when I fucked you at midsummer, huh?" he asked while hooking his fingers into the band of your silk shorts and panties. Clearly, you didn’t have any because you were now lifting your hips for JJ while he dragged them down your legs and off.  He flung them aimlessly behind him, before his lips pressed soft kisses on your stomach and hips.

“Or that night under the stars while your friends partied by the bonfire?”  He looked up at you, pupils blown “Don’t think I've ever told you this, but that night is one of my favorites. You just kept riding me,  an’ riding me, an’ riding me...” he whispered eyes rolling at the sinful thought  “You made me cum so fuckin' hard I nearly passed out. Do you remember?" 

That night was one of your favorites too. Your friends were down by the beach and you had snuck off to be with JJ on higher ground. The sand dunes provided the perfect spot to pull him down on the white sand and climb on top of him. It was also the first time you had decided to not use condoms since starting the pill a week prior.

You remembered JJ lying beneath you while you fucked yourself on his dick. His hands slid up and down your body touching every part he could reach until they landed on your hips where they stayed.

You rode him for what felt like forever. Slow desperate circles that had you moaning and gasping. The lack of a condom taking both of your pleasure to dizzying heights since you could feel everything. Your eyes never left his handsome face as you watched his expression shift from horny to on the edge of exploding.

When JJ finally came, you had never seen him cum like that before. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, his teeth bared as he whimpered your name like a hedonistic prayer. Watching him become vulnerable and losing control like that had you careening into an orgasm of your own.  Your could barely hold on but you kept riding him as you wrung out every last ounce of pleasure. It was only when he brokenly confessed “God, I love fucking you. I love... I love being with you” did you finally climb off him Bambi-legged, with his cum dripping down your thighs.

You nodded at the sinful memory, biting your bottom lip, and JJ chuckled. "Yeah, I knew you'd remember" Pushing your legs apart, he wrapped his arms around your legs, his face close to your weeping core.

"Don't fuck pogues, but your legs are always open for me, hm?" he breathed, his tongue darting out to taste the nectar pooling at your slit. A satisfied hum bubbled from his throat. “Always eager... wet... an’ sweet”. JJ purred before burying his tongue deep in your cunt.

"Oh, Fuck! J-" you gasped, your fingers tangling in his hair as you bucked underneath him, seeking more friction. JJ’s tongue danced along your clit.  Using two fingers he spread your petals apart, your pearl on display for him. You let out a sharp cry when he suckled it,  toes curling, your head spun from the excessive stimulation.  JJ sucked greedily, lapping at your sweet nectar until your clit throbbed from being so thoroughly mouthed.

"Nah uh, can’t come yet, princess" he murmured, as he flicked your clit with his tongue, "Can’t come til I tell you to." His voice was guttural; his words dripping with lust that left you shaking with need.  You moaned again, tilting your hips up against JJ's prodding tongue until you forgot who and where you were.   Your whole body quaking with the insatiable need to cum.

You ran your fingers through JJ’s silky hair and grabbed the back of his neck with both hands.  With your head tilted back on the pillows, desperately you had spread your legs as wide as you possibly can, your toes pointed towards the ceiling. It had him right where you needed him most. Your stomach clenched, not able to get enough air or leverage to do much other than gulp and gasp for breath. You felt like you were a dying star about to be reborn.

JJ sank his fingers deep into your soaked pussy and you lost it. The sound of your cry reverberated throughout your bedroom. Unbridled and loud. Holding down your bucking hips JJ continued to suck your swollen bud as he finger-fucked every last ounce of ecstasy from your pulsing core.

“Can’t even follow simple instructions, hm? You bad girl...” JJ laughed breathlessly, as he crawled up your body leaving a trail of wet kisses along his path.  Reeling from your orgasm, you didn't even notice JJ had taken off his t-shirt or that he was now on top of you.  You sighed as he kissed you passionately, and you moaned at the taste of yourself on his tongue. His fingers worked his belt and unzipped his fly.  He pulled his cock out, the mushroom tip flared and sticky with precum.

“But ’s okay… ” JJ breathed, and he wasted no time pushing his thick cock past your soaked petals, his lips brushing your neck with a sigh.  “You needed it, huh baby? I get it. It’s the same way I’ve been needin’ to fuck you all week.  It’s all I could think about... I’ve missed you. Did you miss me too?” He pushed deeper and you cried out, perhaps in response to his question. JJ’s hand flew over your mouth to stop the sound from escaping.

“Ah ah, shh--” he smiled, dimples pronounced, lips ghosting your ear.  “What would your parents say, hm? What’d they say if they caught their princess takin’ my pogue dick?” But even as he said those words JJ pushed harder into you until his entire length filled you to the hilt.  A long sigh escaped you as he began to rock his hips gently.

"Gotta keep quiet for me, baby...” JJ moaned, kissing you along your collarbone.  “Gotta keep quiet while I fuck you... Can you do that for me?” 

You shook your head ‘no’ and JJ breathed out a laugh.  “I know baby, I know its hard but you gotta try, you gotta try...” It was easier said than done with the feel of JJ grinding his hips, his thick cock impossibly deep in you.  A low keening sound escaped your lips as you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close to your chest. His skin felt hot yet smooth like marble beneath your hands and it sent a shiver up your spine when he tightened his hold and nipped at your neck with his teeth.

His pace quickened after those few gentle thrusts.  He took in deep gulps of air, his breath brushed across your cheek. "You feel soo good.. fuckin’ tight... always chokin’ me--” he whispered, his voice trailing off into incoherent words and moans while his hips picked up their rhythm making you sob into the palm of his hand.  This is what you wanted, what you needed, so desperately. The pleasure, the pain, everything only JJ could give you.

"Fuck, ’m close, baby. So close. Gonna cum-” JJ groaned against your ear, “Can I- in you?" he whispered between shallow pants. You knew what he was asking for, what he needed and you shook your head ‘yes’. Your fingertips embedded into the flesh of his back as you clung to him for dear life.

Leaning into his hand at your mouth, JJ drove himself forcefully into you as if trying to hammer home how good it felt filling you. So fucking gone you didn't care about the noise, you didn't care about your bed frame hitting the wall.  Because with every pound of your heart, every rush of blood to your core, every sharp burst of light behind your closed eyelids, and the stroke of his cock hitting that spot deep within, your orgasm approached quicker and harder than ever before. The buildup was almost too much to bear and you clawed at JJ’s back for purchase.

"God- Ah! J-" you sobbed, biting down on JJ's palm as your whole body convulsed from the force of your orgasm. JJ pulled out slowly until just his tip remained, then slammed back into you violently. He did it once, twice, three times -  a primal groan left his lips as his body stiffened above you, cock twitching as he painted your womb with his cum. He shuddered, gasping harshly against your ear, whispering brokenly the words ‘yes, fuck--’ and ‘mine’ 

After several minutes of panting, JJ gently removed his hand from your mouth and his lips came to meet yours. His face was full of love as he lazily stroked your cheeks and lips. 

"You weren't my type because I didn't think a girl like you would ever want someone like me," JJ admitted softly. "But, I know the truth and  I’m done pretending what we have isn’t real. You can’t keep runnin' away from this Y/N..." he whispered, eyes burning into your own. "You can't keep runnin' from me." 

[maybankswhore]

𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄.

SUMMARY: you didn’t mean to fall in love with jj maybank. you knew how it would end. and yet his charming smile and blonde hair blinded you from the ugly truth and now you were engaged to rafe cameron , and stuck with jj’s love in your soul.

WARNINGS: arranged marriages , mutual pining , reader with daddy issues & mild language.

PAIRINGS: rafe cameron x reader + jj maybank x reader.

“ oh i can’t , stop you putting roots in my dreamland. my house of stone your ivy grows , and now i’m covered in you. ”

“I’m JJ.”

You had remembered the first time you had met him like it was yesterday. You could close your eyes and feel the cool breeze on your skin and hear the waves crashing against one another. Your stomach still fluttered the exact same way , the skin of your cheeks turning a similar shade of red as you pictured the way he had stood in front of you. Cut of jean shorts , a old and tattered Coors Lite t–shirt with the sleeves torn off.

He had a boyish grin on his face when he approached. Smelling of stale weed and spearmint— a scent that had become your favorite mix.

You were reluctant. You tried brushing him off , giving short answers. You weren’t even supposed to be on the cut anyway. Sarah had convinced you to sneak out with her , something that was unusual for you. Just by the look of him made your heart pitter patter in a way that just felt . . . wrong. JJ Maybank was nothing but trouble for you and you knew that. But you couldn’t fight him off. You couldn’t shake the feeling of him away , the desire to know him and the girlish bubble of warmth that encased you that night was hard for you to ignore.

That night was only the beginning. You had found yourself sneaking out more often. Your father started to annoy you more , and every time he’d try and talk to you about what was to happen in six months , the quicker you tried to avoid it.

Life with JJ was different. It was different but good. He was adventurous , always helping push you to do things you wouldn’t have normally done. The way he saw the world , how he lived it , brought a sense of longing to you. His eyes were like the ticket to freedom and it was easy to forget with him.

Falling in love with him just happened. It was silly and cliche to think that it was love at first sight. You felt childish thinking that way but every time you replayed that night in your head , something in your chest just knew. It knew that JJ was the boy that you had always dreamed about. The boy all girls wished to find , to love.

It was the fourth month when things got harder. Your father had plans. Big ones. And the closer it got to your eighteenth birthday , the faster he tried to push the process.

“You know the Cameron’s are a great deal around here.” Said your father during a Sunday dinner. “Wards boy would take care of you.”

It had been so silent , you could hear a hair pin drop. Everyone’s eyes were on you , awaiting to here your answer. Your heart was beating so loud , you were afraid it’d beat out of your chest and fall out on the dinner table. Your fork scraped against the expensive china with distaste.

“Well?”

“I’m not—” you opened your mouth to protest but you just didn’t know how. You were so used to being the best girl for him. Always done up to look pretty at his business dinners. Making the best grades so he could boast about you and make his ego inflated. That is what you were taught and that is what you were to do. “I mean , can’t we wait a little bit longer?”

“Rafe isn’t going to wait around for a wife forever , Y/N.” He told you sternly. “You’ve known about this since you were sixteen. Your mother and I need this. You need this. You won’t have to want for nothing in your life.”

God , your stomach had been so sick. You tossed and turned all night , soaking your pillow with tears. There was this ache in your chest you couldn’t shake. A dull pain that lingered throughout the day. None of it was sitting right with you. And the inability to change it.

Another month went by and Midsummers had came. The day left a dry socket in your mouth. JJ had promised to be there , kissing you goodbye the night before and telling you he’d find a way to sneak in at least one dance.

You should’ve told him then.

This big secret , this big lie , hung over your head like a bad dream. You just thought that you could ignore it. That it’d go away. You wanted to tell him. You knew you needed to break it off with him— but you were selfish. You were selfish and just a girl in love with a boy you couldn’t have.

What were you to do?

It came as a surprise when Rafe had cornered you. A sly smirk on his face as he approached you cowering away in the corner with a bad stomachache. “Well don’t you look gorgeous.”

You could only force a smile so big. Swallowing the harsh lump in your throat as you muttered a small: “Thank you,” in return.

“I’m sure you know what our parents have been talking about all summer.” Rafe hummed at you. His eyes drinking you in. You shifted uncomfortable under his gaze and your eyes refused to meet his. “I’m a man of my word , Y/N. And I never let my father down.”

You grimaced. “I’m aware.”

Rafe had leaned in so close that his breath fanned at this skin of your ear. You bit back the need to push him away and only hid the expression of disdain.

“I know your little secret with that dirty Pogue. . .” his words were icey. The tone of his voice caused a sinking feeling in your stomach and a swirl of panic within you. “I don’t like to share what’s mine and I don’t plan to start. You tell him or I will.”

And with that Rafe had backed up and left you alone to rush into the bathroom in tears , with nothing but overwhelming hopelessness. You weren’t his. You never would be.

Not when JJ Maybank had already implanted himself inside of you , tangling up with your soul so tightly that it was hard to breathe without him.

When the time came to finally tell him. He had already knew. Word got out and Kiara had gotten to him first.

He stood in front of you on the beach. The very same beach , the very same spot that he had first met you.

You bounced over to him ready to see him. You had missed him. But the smile on your face fell when you were met with a teary eyed JJ.

“You’re marrying him?”

The look on your face said it all. You stammered out something that resembled a response but all it sounded like was blubbering. A humorous , dry laugh escaped JJ’s throat as he looked away from you. Hands tugging at his hair. “No fuckin’ way.”

“JJ please— you don’t— you don’t understand.” You tried reasoning. A lump already forming in your throat as you tried to find some way to ease the situation.

“How long have you been seein’ him?” JJ fired the question at you. His emotions on fire as he shifted between anger and hurt and most of all— betrayal. “What the fuck was this?” He motioned between the two of you. “Was I just a stupid fuckin’ game? Something to piss off daddy?”

His words were like knives. You shook your head at him quickly. “JJ no! Of course not. I love you. I haven’t been seeing him— I haven’t!”

“Yet your marrying him!” JJ shouted. “I gotta say , Y/N. You really got me good. I thought. . .” the crack in his voice only made you cry harder. “I thought you were different.”

“I didn’t have a say! I didn’t have a choice!” Your own voice scared you. It was loud , raw. Your eyes chased his pacing body around the beach desperately. “I tried talking my father out of it. He’s had this arrangement in the books for years and I didn’t know until before I met you. Before everything changed for me. I—”

“Then why? Why did you keep coming around? Why did you keep seeing me if you knew. . .” JJ felt like a pussy. He was so angry. So mad at the world and the circumstances. His friends told him not to go and fall in love with you. They told him to leave you alone. But he was too hard headed and infatuated to listen. You had made him feel things he never even considered feeling before— he loved you without even knowing what love was.

“I tried JJ.” You reasoned. “I tried staying away but I just couldn’t. I—” you shook your head as you tried to find anything you could to make it better but you knew there was nothing. “I love you so much.” You told him breathlessly. “And I hate that I wasn’t honest with you but I just thought I could change it. That it wasn’t real.”

JJ couldn’t stand anymore. He feel to his knees , dropping onto to the sand as he felt that organ in his chest slowly come to a stop. Everything was happening so fast. He had just got you and before he knew it , you were leaving. JJ didn’t know if he could recover from this. He fell for you too hard , too fast. “I can’t watch you marry him. I just can’t. Not when. . .” he sighed deeply and looked up at you. Eyes glazed and sad. “Not when I’m the one you should be with.”

You kneeled down in front of him. Sniffling a bit as you tried calming down. You reached out to touch his face softly and JJ let out another cry , absentmindedly leaning into the palm of your hand. “I am so sorry , JJ. I’m just so sorry.”

JJ was quiet for a minute. His eyes were screwed shut hoping that when he opened them again , everything would just be a bad dream. Though it wasn’t. And he was met with your sad eyes looking back at him with regret.

“You don’t have to do this.”

“I don’t have a choice.”

“Bullshit.” JJ scoffed. “There’s always a choice.”

You shook your head at him gently. Bursting with everything but what you wanted. Happiness. JJ gave you all of that and yet , you weren’t allowed it. It wasn’t fair. Nothing in this life had seemed fair. “I tried. I begged and begged him not to make me do this but he won’t listen to me. He only cares about money.”

“We could runaway.” JJ said suddenly.

The thought was immediate. Everything swirling in his mind as to how to make it happen. It wasn’t ideal but it was a solution. The only solution.

“JJ—”

“I’ve got some money saved up. We could take the boat and leave. Just you and me.”

“You love it here.” You told him softly. “Your friends are. . . your life.”

“I won’t love it anymore without you.” JJ argued. “Even if you did marry him , I’d leave. I couldn’t stand the thought of it. I can’t—” JJ shook his head and swallowed harshly. He brought a hand up behind your neck and brought your face closer to his. His forehead rested against yours as his eyes fluttered closed. “Please just. . . leave. Leave with me.”

You weren’t sure how this would go. There were so many uncertainties. So many people would be hurt. You’d be leaving behind the only life you ever knew for a boy you had met on the beach. But picturing life with Rafe Cameron wasn’t the way you wanted to spend the rest of your days on this island. Just the thought made you feel sick.

So before you could think it , your mouth opened and your heart spoke before your head got the chance to argue.

“Okay. I’ll go with you.”

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Ouch! | J.M.

Summary: in which you get injured while playing volleyball and JJ tends to you. Warnings: bloody nose, fighting Word Length: 1.2k

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The sun beamed radiantly on the residents of Kildare, not a cloud in sight. It was an uncharacteristically nice day for the season. The middle of July and the UV index being a 4 was practically unheard of, and you and your friends were planning to take advantage of it.

There was a charming set of beach volleyball courts near The Cut, somewhere in between there and Figure 8. You had been a few times and enjoyed it, aside from the "tourons" who often inhabited it in the summertime.

You and the rest of the group had already piled into the Twinkie and were headed towards the beachside where the courts were located. You and JJ sat near the back of the boho-style van, his arm resting across the back of your shoulders. He played with the strands of your hair and blew on your neck.

You squirmed, the feeling of JJ's breathe causing shivers to ripple up your back. You looked out the window and noticed that you were nearing the beach.

"Finally!" JJ exclaimed dramatically, beginning to gather up yours and his belongings.

The beach was packed, which was not preferable, but there were still a couple volleyball courts left open. The group rushed to one of the courts toward the middle of the beach and began to set up.

You weren't the best at volleyball, but you had gotten better. You definitely still lost every time, but what mattered was that you enjoyed it.

Your group decided to play girls versus boys, which was mostly fair, as Sarah and Kiara both had some experience with volleyball. John B and Pope were a bit clumsy, but JJ was extremely experienced at the sport. He spent the most time on the beach growing up, so he had a lot of opportunities to learn.

You were shaking off your flip flops in anticipation when JJ came up behind you, wrapping his strong arms around your torso. He reached around and kissed your cheek as obnoxiously as he could muster.

"Mmwah!"

"Blech!" You hollered, amused. You turned around in his arms and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"I think I might finally beat you today," you spoke playfully, and smiled softly at him.

"Oh, really?" he started. "We'll see about that."

With a wink and a smirk, he ran to the opposite side of the volleyball net, the sand becoming airborne with each step he took.

The first couple rounds of the game went alright; the score was tied. You and the girls were holding your own, but of course, JJ was showing off. He jumped and dove for every ball, never missing a beat.

You were about to serve the ball when you heard laughing nearby. You looked up to see a group of male tourists near you laughing and spiking volleyballs as hard as they could. Idiots, you thought to yourself and shook your head.

You returned to your serving position, moving your right fist back and forth to balance it and get the perfect spot. Before you could make your move, you heard JJ's voice holler.

"Y/N!"

You barely had time to react before something firm hit you in the face with enough force to knock you on your rear, your head flying back into the sand.

"Jesus," you exclaimed, hand coming up to grip your nose. You felt something warm and wet. Uh oh.

"What the fuck, man?" JJ's voice chimed through your ringing ears. "Were you dropped on your head or are you naturally that much of a goddamned idiot?"

Sarah and Kiara had made their way to you by this time. Helping you sit up, their panicked faces came into view and you waved them off, assuring them you were fine. They began looking around frantically, no doubt searching for something to stop the steady stream of blood gushing out of your nostrils.

Now that you were sat up, you could see through your tearful gaze that JJ was up in the face of one of the tourists that were spiking the ball. His nostrils were flared, his hand pointing towards you. The tourists hands were up in defense, frightened by JJ's extreme reaction.

"I asked you a fucking question! You just hit my girlfriend in the face because you wanted to go and do some dumbass shit!"

At the sight of JJ pulling on the collar of the tourist and John B and Pope unable to pull him off, you knew you needed to do something.

"JJ!" You hollered sternly, with as much force as you could in your current state.

His wide, blue eyes turned to you then, relaxing slightly at the sight of your face. Upon seeing the tears and blood flowing from your reddened face, though, his eyes filled with fury.

"Do you see her fucking face, dickhead? Do you see what you did?"

The tourist naturally turned then, to look at you, and JJ wasted no time in socking him in his nose, hard.

"JJ!" You practically screamed then, which got his attention. He dropped the collar of the young man, pushing him to the ground before running over to you.

"Jesus Christ," he mumbled when he approached you. He tore off his tank top and held it to your face; the search for tissue by the girls proved to be fruitless.

"Did you have to hit him, Jayj?" You used your nickname for him, showing that you still appreciated him going to your defense.

"Yeah, actually, I did," he murmured, focusing on removing the blood from your face. "I can't believe he hit you this hard. Goddamn."

"Yeah," you mumbled, coughing. You held up your finger then, signaling JJ to stop. You then leaned over and spit, a pile of blood-filled spit coming out.

"Fuckin' hell." You saw JJ's jaw clench then, and he made a motion to get up. You knew he had every intention of finishing what he started with the tourist nearby.

"Stay here," you commanded, but finished the sentiment with a soft, "please."

JJ's eyes softened, and he looked over to where the tourist was icing his face. He had enough self-control to realize when his girlfriend needed him, despite his overwhelming desire to beat the young man. He wanted to make the man bleed at least as much as he had made his girlfriend bleed.

JJ crouched back down to your level and asked, "does it still hurt?"

"Not really," you assured him. "I could probably use some ice, though."

He popped up quickly, jogging the short distance to the cooler to retrieve some ice for you. He held it to your face with one hand, the other rubbing the tears away from your under-eyes. You didn't ever feel like you needed to cry; the tears must have been a reaction from getting hit in the nose.

"My poor baby," he gushed, pouting his bottom lip at you playfully. "I think it's best if you're done playing for the day, so in that case, I'd say you forfeit, and I win."

JJ grinned at you. You feigned shock, and retorted, "absolutely not. I can still kick your ass with or without a bloody nose."

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Kiss Me Already

Edited-ish. ~500 words. Short, but cute.

The sound of tapping on your window pulls you from sleep, and you spot JJ on the opposite side of the glass. He is covered in shadows, but you could spot that messy hair from a mile away. “JJ?” You question.

“Can I come in?” He asks, hand pressing against the glass.

Stumbling out of the bed, you cross the room to unlatch the window and raise it. JJ slips in before reaching back to lower it as you move back from him. Your worried gaze travels over him.

“Is something wrong?” You whisper, tempted to reach out for him, but you wait instead. You knew JJ, and he tended to push away, before allowing someone to help him. “It’s three in the morning JJ.”

“I know,” he mutters, pulling his cap off his head and squeezing it between his palms. “But I wanted to see you.”

“I’ll be over later today,” you whisper, pulling your feet up to rest on the base of your bed. “Could it not wait?”

He shakes his head. “No.”

You tip your head, studying him. He is wound tight, and tense, and something struggles beneath the surface.

“I should have told you this a long time ago,” he whispers, staring at you. Your skin prickles from the intensity of his eyes. He still seems to struggle before he huffs, scrubbing his hand through his hair, and ruffling the windblown locks. “I love you, okay?”

“I love you too J.”

He shakes his head again, lips pressed into a thin line for a moment. “More than a friend.”

“Oh.” Your eyes are wider, lips parts in surprise. “Are you sure everything is okay?”

“Yeah.” He crosses the room to you. His boots are loud in the otherwise silent room. Instinct takes over as your hands touch his before moving up his arms.

“Talk to me J.”

“I’m trying.” He tosses his cap onto the bed before his hands fall onto your thighs. His face inches from yours. “But everything is hard to do when I’m near you. You drive me crazy, Angel. I’ve spent hours trying to figure out how to tell you.” He laughs a little. “I think I’m driving the others crazy.”

Your hands tighten on his arms. “They know?”

He nods, a small smile on his face. “Who do you think pointed it out?”

“Kie.”

He laughs, moving closer. His lean body fits between your thighs. His fingers skim up to your hips. “Pope was second.”

You laugh then. “Of course, he was.”

JJ shrugs. “I’m glad they pointed it out.”

“Me too,” you confess without hesitation. His surprise shows, and you blush a little. “I’ve felt the same for so long.”

“How long?” He asks. His fingers find their way into your hair.

“Embarrassingly long.” You mutter, noticing how much closer his mouth is to yours. “J?”

“Hmm?”

“Kiss me already, okay?”

And he does, his lips eager against yours, and his hand cups your face as you touch his chest, feeling his heart race under your palm.

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dying to tell you - jj maybank

summary: after a normal beach day takes an unexpected turn, jj has something he needs to say.

word count: 3.7k

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a/n: inspired by real events that happened to professional surfer mick fanning in 2015 - it is wild to watch!! (see above trigger warning before taking a peek!)

It was the perfect beach day.

You pulled off your flipflops and the bottom of your feet and your toes were tickled by the warm sand. You could hear the woosh of the waves rushing to meet the shore and receding again, a familiar melody. It was early, so the beach was quiet but for the waves and the occasional call of the seagulls flying overhead as the breeze kicked strands of your hair up around your face and made the seagrass in the dunes shake. You smiled to yourself - home for you was this place and the person next to you. You snuck a glance at JJ only to find the same smile on his face, his surfboard tucked under his arm. The beach, and its overwhelming sense of calm, peace, rightness was a love you both share. Your friends were running up ahead of you, dragging coolers, chairs and more surfboards, but the two of you hung back, walking side by side, enjoying the moment. JJ reached out and tangled his fingers lazily in yours and you squeezed back.

A few other locals dotted the shore and several surfers bobbed in the sizable waves. This part of the beach was a revered locals spot, tucked far enough away from the hotels and tourists to remain untouched by their noise and disruptions.

You helped set everything up before unfurling your large blanket, pulling off your clothes and collapsing on top if it, ready to spend the entire day squeezing every bit of sunshine and vitamin D you could into your skin. You loved the hot weather, the way the sun's rays baked ten times hotter off the glinting ocean, the way your skin would feel salty and sticky by the end of the day. You would live here if you could.

The boys were eager to get in the water, haphazardly chucking their backpacks and tearing off their shirts, John B and Pope making a beeline for the water as Kie chased after them yelling something about sunscreen, a lost cause. JJ eyed the water eagerly but his eyes wandered back to you, outstretched in his favorite bikini, the shape accentuating every curve of your body and the color amplifying your tan skin and bright eyes. He wrestled with his choice for only a second before flopping onto the blanket beside you, eyes glimmering mischievously as he reached for you. He couldn't keep his hands off of you on any day, but you looked so tantalizing he couldn't help himself as he pulled you into him and you giggled. His lips found yours and you were immediately lost in each other, lost to the world. Sarah took one look at you both and rolled her eyes. "Every time" she muttered to herself as she walked away to give you some semblance of privacy, wanting to be salty but secretly so stinking happy that the two of you finally got over the stolen glances and dancing around each other to go from friends to more than friends.

He tasted like peppermint from his toothpaste, salt and sunscreen as pushed his tongue in your mouth and you ran your fingers through his tangled blonde hair, a small involuntary moan escaping you at the feeling of his body crushed against yours, his muscular arms around you. JJ responded immediately, and without missing a beat, he lifted you off the blanket, and began walking back towards the Twinkie, never breaking your kiss. "JJ!" you laughed in surprise.

"Can't make noises like that without me wanting to do something absolutely indecent to you, sweetheart. M'taking you back to the Twinkie to spare everyone on this beach the show of a lifetime."

"We just got here!" you said, swatting him playfully on the shoulder. "The boys are waiting for you, we can pick this up later, promise." You pressed your lips to his cheek, sealing the deal.

With a resigned sigh, he placed you back on your feet in the sand, a mischievous smirk resting on his lips as his eyes searched your face, the flirtatious energy lingering but something deeper now running under the surface of his expression. He cupped your face, running a thumb gently over your cheek and his lips parted like he was going to say something. You looked at him inquisitively, unused to him being so serious. As he met your gaze, he stopped himself and smiled warmly. You wanted to ask, wanted to know what he was going to say, but as his lips found yours again, your brain scrambled.

You had been together for a few months but neither of you had said those three little words. Big words, really. You had felt them for a long time, longer than you'd even been together, but you were still trying to navigate this whole thing. Your feelings were overwhelmingly strong but what you had with him felt so special you didn't want to disrupt the balance. The words were on the tip of your tongue, dangerously close to spilling over, like your body's involuntary reaction to his proximity; when you fell asleep in each other's arms, each time you hung up the phone and every time he kissed you and then gave you that look, that smoldering, soul-crushing, heart-squeezing smirk that he was giving you now. And then he was off, peeling off his shirt, grabbing his board and running towards the water, leaving you breathless.

Kie and Sarah made their way back to you as JJ crashed into the waves. They shared knowing glances at you and made sneaky comments. They loved to tease you even though they were your biggest supporters. The boys could surf for hours and that was fine for the three of you, it gave you much needed girl time to catch up and discuss all the things the boys would roll their eyes at. You were comfortably seated in your chairs, facing the water and passing around fruit and snacks chatting idly as you watched the boys surf. They were spread far enough apart in the water to give each other opportunities to catch the waves. It amazed you to watch them surf. You didn't know a lot about surfing, but you knew JJ was good, very good. You could see it in his practiced confidence on the board and the ease with which he navigated each wave. You loved to see him so happy and in his element.

You had turned your attention back to Sarah's story when you heard a loud splash. You had been coming to the beach your whole life, your mind and body in tune with every kind of noise and this one was not one you had heard before. It wasn't the splash of the waves, the splash of children playing, the splash of a surfer at the end of their run, this was loud, aggressive... foreboding. Your eyes scanned the water fast enough to see JJ seated and bobbing alone on his board, his back to you as he faced the oncoming waves before his head snapped back to look behind him as a large fin crested the water.

You were on your feet before you knew what was happening. It was probably only seconds but it felt like a lifetime, like one of those dreams you have when you're running but don't actually go anywhere, your feet pounding the sand, your lungs burning as you shouted for John B and Pope, JJ never leaving your sight. JJ's eyes found yours momentarily before the large fin resurfaced and he got knocked off of his board and you couldn't see him anymore.

JJ didn’t think he could ask for a more perfect day as he bobbed in the waves, feet dangling in the cool water beneath his board. In fact, ever since he had gotten the courage to tell you how he really felt, heavily aided by beer, his friends, and an unrelenting pounding in his chest every time you were close to him, it was like his life had gotten exponentially better.

He stared into middle space as he ran his thumb over his lips, deep in thought at the feeling of yours pressed against them, and reveled in the fact that he could still taste you. He didn’t know how he went without you for so long, now he couldn’t get enough. He loved you. He knew he did, and he’d almost said it to you. Today, and about a hundred times now, including the night he first confessed his feelings. He knew it then. He’d known it for awhile. In truth, he was dying to tell you, dying to get it off his chest. He almost word-vomited it on a daily basis, when you curled into his chest as you fell asleep, every time you scrunched your nose and bit your lip when you were focusing, the way you looked at him when he kissed you, eyes glazed with desire for him. Goddddd, he thought. But a part of him was still insecure. What did he ever do to deserve you? In what realm of possibility could you love him back? He was deep in thought when heard a loud splash behind him that snapped him back to reality as chills ran down his spine.

He knew before he saw the fin. He had been in the water when other surfers spotted sharks, and he John B and Pope did occasionally get that unexplainable sense of foreboding that pulled them out of the water, the intangible surfer’s sense that something simply wasn’t right and the risk wasn’t worth it. That feeling washed so quickly over him now that it felt like someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head. He turned to see a large fin breaking the water behind his board as a dark shape moved beneath him, and that’s when he heard you. He turned to see you running towards the water and met your eyes just as the dark shape crested the waves and he was knocked off his board, into darkness.

John B saw you running towards the water and his first instinct was to laugh. You weren't unathletic but he'd never seen you move that fast before. He'd wanted to laugh until he heard the tone of your voice as you called his name. It wasn't joking, it wasn't fun, it was pure terror and his brain began piecing the puzzle together as he saw Sarah and Kie running towards other people on the beach, calling them out of the water and as you pointed desperately at JJ. John B turned his head quickly enough to see his best friend, the one person that had been there through every high and every low alongside him get knocked off his board by a tailfin as a large shape loomed in the water and he crashed into the sea.

He could hear Pope shouting at him but his heart was pounding and the blood rushing in his head made everything sound like he was underwater. Pope was paddling towards the shore.

"We have to help him!" John B cried, his voice high-pitched with emotion, knowing already that their efforts would be fruitless. What were they supposed to do? As far away as he was, he was already shaking as he tucked his own limbs onto his board, like this thin piece of fiberglass would do anything to protect him. He had seen the size of that shark, they were fucked.

JJ swam quickly to the surface, his body pulsing with fear, trying to get a sense of his surroundings, wanting to know what was around him but terrified to find out at the same time. He crested the surface, searching for his board, for any lifeline before deciding it didn't matter and he needed to get the fuck out of there. He began swimming strongly towards the shore, but panicked at the idea of the shark attacking him from behind so he stopped and turned around, frantically searching the water around him, kicking his legs and trying to swim backwards. He couldn't see a thing. He was hyperventilating and as he tried to suck in deep breaths water filled his mouth, causing him to cough. He continued to swim backwards, his eyes never leaving the dark water.

You had never felt as helpless in your entire life as you did standing on that beach, screaming, screaming for JJ, for John B, for Pope, for God, for anyone to intervene as your eyes searched the water for him, stomach roiling and mind churning with the worst possible outcomes. When you saw his head emerge from the waves, you began to run into the water.

"What are you doing?!" Kie shouted, exasperated as she threw her arms around you to pull you back.

"I have to go! I have to get to him!" you shouted back, trying to wrench yourself from her grip as you gestured to the waves. Wasn't if obvious? JJ needed you. Your whole heart was out there alone, bobbing in the water alongside an eight-foot shark. You wrestled in her arms, eyes never leaving the water as you watched him swim, heart catching each time a wave crested and you momentarily lost sight of him. He looked okay? Could that be possible? Was the universe that good? That he could look death in the face and still come back to you? Suddenly he stopped swimming for the shore and turned around, looking back in the murky depths, trying to backpedal, to backstroke. Did he see something? Was it coming back?

John B and Pope caught up to you both and Sarah put her arms tightly around John B as you watched. The group was stone silent.

Finally, it was too much for you, you shoved Kie off of you and sprinted into the water despite her shouts and the gasps of the crowd that had gathered. You were about waist-deep in the rough current, getting rocked by each wave when JJ finally turned to see you standing there, wading towards him.

"N-NO!" he shouted, motioning you back, moving as quickly as he could to force you back into shallower water, but his limbs were sluggish and tired and the current tugged him deeper. "GET OUT OF THE WATER!" He shouted, surprised at the anger and fear in his voice. You jumped slightly at that, never having been the object of JJ's anger before, but you didn't listen, you didn't care. You needed to know he was okay more than you needed to be okay yourself. You met him in chest-high water, your body crashing into his. He held you tightly, he wanted to enjoy this moment, but his brain and his body were still tightly wound in survival mode as he tugged you forward with him, needing to get you to safety, needing to know you were okay more than he needed to be okay. He wouldn't feel good about that until you were both firmly on dry land. When you were in ankle deep water, your friends converged on you, pulling you both into a hug as the small crowd that had gathered clapped and cheered, murmuring with disbelief at what had just occurred.

Everything thereafter was a blur. The beach day was over, no one wanting to spend any more time here after what had happened. Your friends buzzed around you, packing up the coolers and chairs and walking back to the Twinkie. You didn't leave JJ's side, didn't bother getting dressed or picking up your blanket, you stayed tucked into him, with his arms wrapped around you and he couldn't have been more grateful for the feeling of your body pressed to his, grounding him, a constant reminder that he was safe. The car ride home was mostly silent, the radio scratching in the background as JJ sat hunched over, his head in his hands, your head on his shoulder. You caught John B's eyes in the rearview mirror from his spot in the front seat, where he shared a brief, knowing smile with you. He's here, he's with us, it said. It's going to be okay, and I'm glad he has you.

By the time you got back to the chateau the mood was shifting slightly. There was still a heaviness in the air, thick with all that could have been, but the fog was parting and JJ couldn't stand the tension anymore. "I'm sensing a real heavy vibe right now" he said jokingly. "I don't know about y'all but I could use a fucking drink" and with that everyone cheered and his face lit up in a smile.

The night passed in typical pogue fashion with beers around the bonfire. Everyone was eager to shed the events of the day and relax, yourself included. You joined in on the fun but kept one eye trained on JJ, tracing his every move with your gaze. You told yourself it was to make sure he was okay, but a part of you couldn't stop staring, afraid that if you looked away for too long he would disappear again under a dark wave. He hadn't left your side, a hand resting on your thigh, an arm around your shoulders or tugging you to sit on his lap. He was always handsy with you, but this felt different, like you were a lifeline, a buoy he didn't want to let go of. You were in his lap, your head resting against his with his arms around you, his fingers tracing patters on your leg when he nuzzled into your ear, pressing a kiss along your jaw. "Hammock?" he whispered and you nodded, smiling as you hopped off his lap and the two of you made your way to the secluded spot amidst catcalls and whistles from your friends.

He settled into the swinging fabric first, holding it steady for you to crawl in to lay beside him. Your bodies fit perfectly together as the hammock swung gently back and forth, your head tucked into his neck, your arm around his chest. You felt him breath a deep sigh as his arms tugged you impossibly closer to him and he planted a kiss on your head. You turned to look at him and met his eyes, midnight blue in the starlight as he looked down at you.

"Are you okay?" you whispered. A simple question that had ten other questions behind it.

He nodded sincerely but didn't say anything. You had been hoping for more. Hoping to talk to him about this. If he wasn't going to say anything, you were going to have to break the silence.

"Jayj, I-I was really scared" you said, your voice quivering a little as you spoke. "I'm so glad you're okay. All I could think as I watched you out there was what I was going to do if something happened to you, I was out of my mind."

"I gathered that when you were sprinting into shark infested water while everyone was running out of it" he said, smirking as he pinched your arm playfully. You could tell he was trying to lighten the mood and that maybe he didn't want to talk about this, but you didn't want to talk about it with anyone else, you didn't think they'd understand.

"I'm serious, JJ. I guess I don't know how to explain it, I don't have the words for it. It was more than just the idea of not being able to reach you, of losing you, it was the idea of all the things we wouldn't get to do together. Like never having another bonfire night or taking a ride on your bike, or w-waking up in your arms or g-getting to k-kiss you or --" you could have kept going but your tears bubbled over and JJ's heart broke at the sight of you unravelling in his arms. He was holding himself together as best he could and he knew you were too.

"C'mere pretty girl, it's okay, I'm okay" he said as he wrapped you deeper in his arms and your tears left wet marks on his shirt.

"I'm sorry Jayj" you said, trying to collect yourself. "I know I'm probably blowing this out of proportion--" and hearing you apologize was the last straw.

"-- You're not" he said softly. "I felt the exact same way." He sighed. He didn't want to relive it, like maybe if you didn't talk about it, you could pretend it never happened.

"Really?" you asked.

"100%" he replied. "When I turned and saw you before I got knocked off my board all I could think is how far away you were and what I would have to do to get back to you. I was going to wrestle that thing if I needed to." You both laughed at that. "But for real, I know what you mean, I had the same thoughts. Even though I was absolutely shitting myself, it was like flashes in my head of you and all the things I still wanted to do and experience together... all the things I should have said..." he paused and fidgeted a little.

"Hey, look at me" he said finally, putting a finger gently under your chin and tilting it towards him. He smiled and met your eyes, wiping a tear off your cheek. "If I was shark bait today, my biggest regret would have been not telling you how I felt, how I feel. I-I love you. A lot. A whole hell of a lot. I have since before we were together. You're the first thing I think about in the morning and my last thought before bed. You're the girl of my damn dreams Y/N and I never want to do life without you. You're it for me, gorgeous. Full stop. No one else." He said it with more confidence than he felt as it came pouring out of him, relieved to finally have it off of his chest.

Now he was desperately trying to read your response. She's smiling, that's a good thing, right?

Yes, you were smiling. Grinning from ear to ear as you listened to the boy of your dreams absolutely gushing over you. You were speechless for a moment, grasping at the words to say, words you'd wanted to say for so long.

"I love you too" you said finally, "So much, JJ" you were able to eke out before he crushed his lips to yours.

ps: sharks are friends and are so important to our ecosystem and our lil' planet! you are more likely to get bit by another human than you a shark (fact), more likely to die from ants, elephants, hotdogs and texting than a shark attack (also fact), and they only bite because they are curious, they do not want to eat you (also fact). so, be kind, be respectful, support sharks. #endrant

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[seriesxwriting]

Your worth fighting for

W JJ maybank

Series- outer banks x

(I love season three)- no spoilers here

Summary- you and JJ have been friends a looong time. But suddenly your relationship has become very flirty. Is it time to tell him how you feel? ;)) only problem is your brother is topper…

Warnings- swearing, kissing, degrading of the pogues, mentions of fighting, Alcohol use.

Requests are open for all and anything x

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Knock knock

“Hey! Guys, come in” I greeted widening the door for the pouges to walk through. First ki and Sarah, jhon B and pope. And then JJ. JJ walked in smiling brightly. “I can’t believe we’ve never seen your house, it’s fucking massive” he laughed closing the door behind him and then turning towards me. The pouges had already walked through to the living room, so only me and JJ were standing in the hall way. “Well seems my parents and topper are away I thought it was time you saw it” “grand tour me baby” JJ stuck his arm out for me to grab onto.

I’d been a part of this group for a long time now, me and Sarah kinda come as a package we’ve been best friends since we were toddlers. And It was the best thing I’d ever done. Me and JJ got close pretty fast but recently it had been a tad more… I dunno flirty? I lead him into the front room where I had put out the alcohol and snacks for the night. “Oh this is going to be good” JJ rubbed his hands together with a wide grin. “I hope so” I patted his chest before letting go of him to pour my drink. After I had some beer in my hand I opened the sliding doors at the back revealing the pool and hot tub in my back garden.

“Shall we take this outside?” I smiled, the pouges all followed me out with wide eyes looking around at the lights and glowing water. “So- where are your parents exactly? And topper- we’re not going to expect him right?” John b questioned taking slight precautions. “Nah, there all on a work trip in Orlando they won’t be back until Monday” I explained. “So it’s party Saturday and hangover Sunday okay”.

Sarah giggled nodding “just how I like to spend my weekends” ki blew me a kiss while removing her clothes leaving a bathing suit on. Her and pope got straight into the hot tub while JJ found his way over to me again. “Right I’ve got a plan- I’m going to save your party” he told me leaning on my shoulder. “How are you going to do that? I think it’s going well” “well it is so far but your about to ruin it”

I laughed moving his arm off me and folding mine looking up into his eyes. “How? Hm?” “Im going to play my playlist on the speaker and save you from yourself and- your dreadful taste in music” JJ nodded sipping his drink but not breaking eye contact with me. “My music taste is not dreadful!” I gasped smirking and gently slapped him on the chest. JJ finally burst out laughing after holding it in this whole time. “I’ve heard it- if anyone else does, I can’t promise you won’t be cast out” “if I’m cast out your cast out my humble abode” i wriggled my eyebrows flirting back with him. “We’ve survived this long without fancy glasses and flashy pools have we not?” JJ mischievously grinned. “Well- you haven’t tried my pool yet” I shrugged looking over at it. “Never too late hun” I pulled at his hand taking him over to the pool side.

“Nope no way- I didn’t pack my swim shorts” he looked down into the blue waters. “You live in the OBX why didn’t you pack your shorts” I laughed shaking my head. “So you have a swim suit on now?” He questioned looking back at me now. “Of course never leave h-

And that’s all JJ needed to know. He shoved me into the depths of the pool. After splashing about I came up and JJ was knelt down on the side laughing his head off. “That! Was out of order” I called out to him joining in with his laughter. “Sorry” he said i between his fits. I splashed him with the water soaking his hair. “Oi!” JJ shook it off fluffing his hair out. I swam over to the side looking up at him.

Right now, it felt as if we were the only two people at my house. In the world even. He was fucking beautiful looking at me under the moonlight. “I’m sorry” I batted my eyes holding his hand. Jj’s face half dropped and he opened his mouth as if he was going to say something but I already had a plan. “I need to tell yo-

With that I yanked him in next to me. The blonde boy wiggled around under water before coming up. But I didn’t feel like laughing I wanted to know what he was going to say. “I’m- actually sorry now- what were you saying?” I quizzed looking almost worried. “What on earth are you two doing?” Ki yelled over with a knowing smile. “Uh- nothing- swimming” I shouted over to her shrugging my shoulders.

Before turning to look back at JJ. “Nothing- moments passed” he shook his head, his facial expression didn’t look the same as it did before he was kind of reserved now. I wasn’t sure I liked it. “Come on- I’ll get you a towel” I nodded to the steps as I waded my way out the pool. The boy followed me quietly but stopped at the door. “We’re soaking” he stated looking through my house. “It’s only water” I smirked stepping into the front room.

JJ was hesitant but he eventually followed me upstairs to the cupboard of a thousand towels. I dumped a green one on his head but i barely got a reaction out of him. I don’t know what just happened. JJ started making his way back downstairs. “J I’m really sorry about pulling you in” I softly declared running after him. “don’t be it’s just water y/n” he answered turning into the kitchen so he could use the towel.

“But” “no buts I said it’s fine” JJ cut in swiftly. I followed the boy into the kitchen using my own towel while watching him like a hawk. “Well is just that your saying- it’s fine but- but your not acting like it’s fine” I explained biting my lip. JJ turned his head to look at me before taking in a deep breath. “Just take my word for it, pouges don’t lie to each other” “can… I try something?” I wondered playing with my fingers and looking at the floor nervously. “Try something? Like what?” He turned his full body towards me. I slowly made my way over to him and met his eyes. They looked confused yet they had that excitement in them that they usually had. His baby blues had me mesmerised all the time. I slid my hands up his neck slowly leaning my forehead against his before slowly kissing him testing the waters. It was only quick I just need to make sure it was alright. But when I looked at him again jjs arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer.

And kissed me again. It was still slow and passionate, I knew there was a spark between us I knew something had changed. His thumb rubbed up and down my hip and I held onto his blonde hair. Running my hands through it up and down his neck. JJ randomly pulled away from the kiss and me, his arms rested on the back of his neck and he turned his back. “Fuck” he whispered. “W-what?” “We can’t do that again- we- we can’t do that y/n” JJ shook his head vigorously pointing. “Calm down!” I whispered nodding and putting my arms up in defence. “Just tell me what your thinking” “we just fucked up that’s what happened” JJ answered shaking his head and his hair. “J something changed right? Between us im not the only one who felt it” I questioned feeling my eyes fill up with tears.

He looked at me sadly just blinking “you don’t like me? That’s fine you just have to say”, jjs face scrunched up and his jaw clenched with frustration. “Stop it, you can’t do that- not to yourself you have a very good thing here your parents they love you you live here you- you your going to get a good job or- family business or or something okay! You do not need me dragging you down y/n” JJ defensively put a wall up.

“So you do like me? Your worried about my reputation” I laughed with an eye roll. “That’s sweet but- I don’t care about that I’d rather have you than a good reputation- a fake reputation and fucking boring kook life”. JJ shook his head again and I saw a tear fall out his eye. “Doesn’t matter you can do better your making a mistake” “why are you doing that?” I stormed over close to him again. “Why are you putting you self down you have everything I want JJ” “maybe you don’t have what I want”

“Your lying your putting up barriers for no reason! I’m right here j I’m yours” i exploded throwing my hands about everywhere. He looked like he was thinking about it. “Stop putting your walls up- i promise your safe with me i would never hurt you” I whispered getting closer again reaching up to hold his face. “What if I can’t do it- you deserve the fucking world what if I can’t give yo-

-I don’t want the world JJ don’t you get that” I cut in shaking my head not breaking eye contact. “I just want you to let me in- give me a chance to show you it would work” . JJ still didn’t stay anything he just looked back at me. “I know it’s hard- but I don’t want to do this flirty friendship thing anymore” “fine” he whispered softly. “Look I get that you can’t take your walls down and if you want me it’s stop pushing I- wait what did- you just say?” “I said fine- If you really think we can do it I’m willing to try your worth that” JJ twinkled smally but enough to notice, brushing my face with his soft fingers. “Really?” I gasp with a wide, excited and shocked grin automatically pulling the boy into a hug of relief. My hand held his neck as a tear fell down my happy face.

JJ out of no where picked me up spinning me in the hug. “Your full of suprises y/n- you know that” he whispered kissing my cheek softly. JJ set me down on the counter and I wrapped my legs around him dipping my head down towards his to meet his lips for the first real kiss of our relationship. My hands caught around his hair and his held my hips.

Out of nowhere I hear bang on the window of the house. I pull away from JJ to see Rafe and kelce looking very very angry outside. “Shit” JJ whispers under his breath. “What the fuck are they doing here?” My heart dropped, this was bad. Out of nowhere the front door opened and topper strode in kicking his suit case to the ground. “That what your doing now y/n? Fucking the pouges now?” “What in earth are you doing here top” I jumped down going to meet him and stop him coming in here.

Rafe and kelce walked in closing the door with grins on their faces. “I came back early, problem?” He asked squinting down at me. “Look we can talk about this can you please just calm down and talk to me?” I asked my brother desperately. “Are you fucking serious- I’m going to kill him for touching you! Not only are you my baby sister but your a kook- he’s scum he’s dirt” topper scowled at JJ who was still behind the counter. “Do you really wanna do this top?” JJ giggled shaking his head. Topper made a run at him but I pushed in front of him. “Will you just hear me fucking out topper! Not everything needs to be solved with fists” I begged loudly knowing that this was going to be bad if they fought. The noise caused the other pouges to race into the living room but Rafe and kelce stood in the way. “Shit” jonh b announced.

“Yeah Shit indeed!” Topper slammed his hand against the door frame. “We will leave and when you calm down- then we can talk okay- please for me?” I widened my eyes which were full of tears. “Tell me something” topper whispered rubbing the side of his head. “You with him? You together?” “It doesn’t matter your going to be pissed either way” “I won’t allow you to throw your life away” topper shook his head and pushed past me. Topper ran round the island in the kitchen and JJ ran round the other side.

He escaped the kitchen but Rafe and kelce were there. Out the corner of my eye I saw ki and pope jump onto the backs of the boys while I delayed topper. “Your making it worse I’m a big girl! I can- look after myself” I winced as I pushed back at him. “Go go go!” Sarah shouted to JJ pointing to the front door that her and John be were running to. I held topper long enough to watch the three of them run out. I fell to the floor when topper got past me.

He looked at me and sighed while running off “I’m sorry y/n”. I jumped up getting ki and pope on the way. We used the back door to escape with Rafe and kelce on our trail. I slammed the glass doors shut and locked it from the outside. Us three laughed and waved at them before jumping my fence to run through the forest. “Are you and jayj really together?” Ki yelled to me while we all ran. “I- yeah- yeah we are” I nodded breathlessly but we grinned at each other.

“They would have all gone back to the château come on” pope hurried us along. We crossed the boarder into the cut and ran through the streets we didn’t stop until we got to our destination. “Guys?” Ki shouted out into the night “JJ?” I yelled desperately feeling my heart drop. “There not here” pope came out of the house looking around. His eyes stuck to a part of the forest. “But someone is” he whispered signalling to hide.

He ducked behind a window and I hide behind the parked boat. I didn’t even see where ki got to. Some rustling came from the bushes and my heart pounded against my chest with fear. A second after JJ stumbled through with the two pouges behind him “are they here?” JJ questioned to his two friends searching around for us. “Shit you scared us!” Pope laughed appearing from his hiding spot.

“Pope! Where’s y/n” JJ hissed in a low tone looking slightly worried when he only saw pope and ki. I ran from the hiding spot and he turned noticing me and opened his arms smiling with relief. “I’m so sorry” I cried hugging him tightly. “You have nothing to apologise for hun” he told me kissing the side of my head and wrapping his arms around me holding me there. “You didn’t deserve to hear that” I whispered to him. “Y/n, i Don’t Care about fucking topper” JJ replied.

“You almost got into a fight- I can’t see you hurt” I shook my head.

“Y/n, your worth fighting for hun”.

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[jenxsaiv]

[One Shot] JJ Maybank - Forbidden love

PAIRING: dom!jj maybank x fem!reader

SUMMARY: JJ eating you out for the first time during beach night. But JJ is a pogue and you are a kook and that's the only problem.

WARNINGS: smut, kissing, hickeys, oral (receiving)

A/N: so this is my first time writing something like this and also english is my second language so im sorry if I wrote something wrong

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It was dark outside. You were laying with JJ on the beach alone. You went there to surf and after it you decided to stay for a whole night. You both were a couple for almost one year. He loved you so much as you do.

Your relationship was a secret. Your parents had their own hospital in outer banks so you born as a kook. JJ were a pogue with family issues. And it was the reason why u met.

Two years ago he saw your brother screaming at you and almost hit you. He decided to stop him and yeah it was the moment when he wanted to protects you. You became friends but no one aroud knew it at the beginning. After a few months he introduced you to his friends.

You were so happy. You finally had someone in your life who you loved so much. He was your comfort zone. JJ was the first person who really protected you.

''JJ I want you to know that you are my favorite person and I appreciate everything you do for me'' you said looking into his eyes. He looked at you back and hugged you.

''Y/N you know I love you. I hate that we have to hide us" He was right. It was sick. But you were from two different worlds. You were tired of hiding your relationship.

''We should move out to Miami. " He added and kissed you. You and JJ spend do much time at talking about your future and you planned to move out together somewhere you can life as you should.

"When we end our school I'm ready to do it" you answered to him. He kissed your lips and then started kissing your neck, leaving there hickeys. You were laying under him on the sand in empty beach. He was the first person with which you felt comfortable and you didn't have to act ''perfect doctors' daughter''.

His lips felt amazing. He knew how to do that stuff. JJ put his hands on your hips. He loved your body. You were insecured about so many parts of your body but he literally didnt know why. He found every centimeters of your body perfect.

At the moment when he touched your bikinis bottom he looked at you. Of course you were kissing but that's all. You wasn't ready to do something more and he understood that and he told you he will wait until you were ready.

"Y/N can i? Are you okay?" He asked you. You loved it how much he cared about you. Were you ready? Yes, you were.

"Yeah JJ you can do it" You answered him. He took off your bikinis bottom. It was a middle of the night and everything was dark. You werent feel that much shy and insecure because of it.

''Sweetheart I dont think this is a perfect time and place to do all this stuff because it can hurt you. But im gonna feel you good." he told you kissing your thighs. Hes touch and lips were made you feel incredible. JJ slowly started kissing your clit. He definitely knew what he was doing and how you felt. No one never did this to you.

"JJ-" you sighed. He smiled when felt how good he was doing to you. You never dreamt about being eating by your amazing boyfriend on the beach in the middle of the night. Every minute you felt better and better. You heard about being eating out never thought it can be that good.

"You deserve it" He said when you came. It was feeling unreal. You expected that your boyfriend knew how to make you feel good but this was awesome.

"I love you y/n, you're so pretty" He whisped to you while dressed you in your bikinis bottom and his tshirt. The sky with stars was perfect tonight. Perfect as everything what happend a few minutes ago.