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shojizbae · 2 months

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JJ Dating a Kook

JJ picked up a job caddying at a golf course

He makes good tips for the first two months

One day he is assigned to a caddy for a mother, father and daughter

He expects some rich little 9 year old with her head up her ass

Enter you, beautiful, graceful, kind, and damn good at golf

He blushes (for the first time since he was 12 and found his dads nudie mag) when you accidentally brush his knuckles when he hands you your nine iron

Your dad, who’s the typical rich overprotective Kook dad, noticed this and tries to stiff him on a his tip

You noice that he only hands him a 50 for putting up with your parents nonsense for four hours

You point out one of your dads work buddies and your parents drift over to chit chat

You grab your dads wallet and pull a handful of twenties and shout that you need the rest room before you leave

You run over to JJ where he’s parking the golf cart he’d just driven y’all around on when you approach him

He jumps up and removes the course company hat to greet you

“My dad’s an asshole, here’s the rest of your tip.” You hand him the hand and he numbly receives it

“Thanks,” he chuckles and puts his hat back in his head. When he gets home and counts it he realizes that you had tipped him $240

“I feel like I’ve seen you at a bonfire,” he looks up for the wad that he was trying g to approximate

“Yeah, I go to most of them,” he takes his eyes down to the salmon skort you were wearing, it matched your hat

“I hope I’ll see you at the one this Saturday,” you giggle and skip away leaving him stunned

He does see you that Saturday. You were standing my the fire in black sweatpants and a royal blue bikini top. arms crossed with a red solo cup loosely held in your fingers

The fire made you look so radiant

He down the rest of his PBR and grabbed two more. The lion enters the den.

“Whatever that is looks like shit,” he hands you one of the beers he’s holding.

“Kinda” you throw back the final swig and toss the cup into the flames. You receive the glass bottle with half smile and look back into the fire to watch the cup melt “Thanks JJ”

His heart sings you remembered him!

You going golfing again soon?” It’s the only thing you two have in common so far

“No, I don’t get out often. My parents don’t want me out of the house without supervision. They have no idea I’m here, think I’m at the gym.”

“At,” he checks his phone “11:40?”

“Yeah,” you bite the cap of your beer off and spit it away from JJ “they’re kinda naive”

You spend the rest of the night huddled up to his furnace like body cracking jokes about pogues and kooks alike

Surprisingly you’re back at the golf course 3 days later. This time donning a shorter navy blue skort and a gray polo. You request explicitly for Jj to be your caddy

You had convinced your dad to let you go alone.

You flirt with him the whole time he’s driving you around the course. Purposefully grabbing his hand when he hands you a club. Resting your hand on his thigh as he drives. Readjusting the company hat he’s wearing. He may have cute hair but he can’t hide his cute face with it.

When you're in a secluded part of the course, you make out against the golf cart for a few minutes. Having accidentally hit into some surrounding woods

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cutielando · 4 months

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let's go to the beach ~ jj maybank

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The beach.

Yours and JJ's favorite place in the whole Outer Banks. The sand underneath your feet, the breeze, the fresh smell of the ocean, the birds singing, peace.

Heaven on Earth.

"You wanna go to the beach?" you asked JJ once he came come from work.

He had been working like crazy the past couple of weeks and you decided it was time for a little relaxation.

"Now? It's almost night out" he said, pointing towards the window.

You closed the gap between you and wrapped your arms around his neck, immediately latching your hands in his hair.

"You've barely been at home the last couple of weeks. You deserve some peace and quiet, even for just a couple of minutes" you rested your forehead against his and rubbed your noses together, making JJ smile.

"Okay, let's go"

You squealed and jumped up, wrapping your arms around his neck. He laughed and leaned down to kiss your nose.

"You're too good to me" he mumbled, making you blush.

"Come on already" you grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.

You ran all the way to the beach, laughing and not having a care in the world.

JJ was trailing behind you, trying to keep up while laughing as well. He had been so stressed with having to work so much, he forgot what it felt like to be relaxed for a change.

"What do you wanna do?" you asked once you both stopped in front of the water, panting and smiling.

"Go for a swim?" he asked, letting go of your hand and already starting to take off his shirt.

You agreed and stepped out of your summer dress, leaving it neatly on the same next to his shirt.

He took your hand against and you ran into the ocean, water splashing all over. You dived in and swam for a little bit while JJ just sat and watched you, smiling to himself.

He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have you. You always knew just what to do to make him feel better, just like now. All he needed was a moment of peace with you in your favorite place. The beach.

"Earth to JJ" he snapped out of it when he heard you calling your name and saw you waving your hand in front of his face.

"What?" he pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and helping you wrap your legs around his abdomen.

"I asked if you were okay" you giggled slightly, pushing back his wild hair.

"I'm more than okay, I'm perfect. Thank you for taking me out of the house" his hands were rubbing circles on the small of your back, making goosebumps appear on your skin.

"You don't have to thank me. I hate seeing you so stressed out" you whispered, analyzing the bags under his eyes a little better.

His face gave away how tired he is, how much the job was taking a toll on him. The long hours, sometimes working on weekends, getting little to no sleep.

"I'm okay" he whispered back as he closes his eyes and soaked in the last rays of sunshine of the day.

"You're not, baby. You're so tired, I hate seeing you overwork yourself. You used to be so full of life and excited about the smallest things, and now you're barely eating or getting any sleep" you complained, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling yourself even closer to him.

"I still have you, though. You make sure I eat, even though it's a little amount, you make sure I get some sleep, you make sure I'm still kicking it. I'll be fine as long as I have you by my side" his words made your heart flutter.

You leaned in and pecked his lips, resting your forehead against his when you pulled away.

"At least promise me you're going to take it easy from now on. Don't make me go to your boss and rip him a new one. You know I run my mouth and I run it bad" you said, making him chuckle and nod.

"Okay. We wouldn't want my boss to fell your wrath, now, would we?"

You smiled and shook your head, taking in the sight of your smiling boyfriend. It had been weeks since he had genuinely been relaxed or even smiled, and seeing him now made you love him even more.

"We're gonna be okay, right?" he asked after a moment of silence, looking at you deeply with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Of course we are. We're getting out of this dump as soon as we can, we're gonna go somewhere and make a lot of money and then come back and own all of Figure Eight" you listed out your plans, knowing how much he likes to hear them.

"Don't forget about the gold statues" he intervened. making you roll your eyes.

"Of course, how could I forget about the gold statues. They're going to be the island attraction"

You both smiled and leaned on to kiss each other again, soaking in the feeling of being in each other's arms.

Even though life tended to get in the way, you would always be there to pull JJ back to the surface. Always.

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ihidemydemons20 · 1 year

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Okay so here’s my thought on the time jump. I think it’s pretty obvious they didn’t know if they were renewed when they wrote and filmed the final episode so if it had been the last episode that would be a nice way to finish it, however now that they are getting a season 4, I think it’s highly likely that season 4 will go back to before the time jump and show us all the stuff in between or at the very least give us major flashback episodes going into all that.

I just can’t see them skipping over how Kie and her parents dealt with the fall out of Kitty Hawk or how the kids managed to keep the gold, get their dreams and be honoured by the town for it.

When they left no one really believed them except Popes parents and what about Rafe? We never found out what happened to him ( not that I super care about that, fuck rafe).

Also there were apparently behind the scenes pics of Jj and his dad which I was hoping we’d get this season but Luke coming back after finding out Jj has money now would be an interesting plot point for season 4.

All in all I understand why there was a time jump but I still hope next season gives us the missing time.

#outer banks #obx3 #obx #obx spoilers #obx3 spoilers #jiara #jj maybank #kiara carrera #pogues for life #the kooks

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abrunettefangirlnerd · 5 months

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Apart From You

Request: Reader and JJ are in a relationship despite her father telling her to stay away from him. One day she gets a call from Sarah or Kiara that he’s in the hospital- his dad beat him within an inch of his life. Luckily her dad is somewhere on the mainland for the next two weeks so she can sneak out. She doesn’t leave his bedside for anything but using the bathroom until he can leave the hospital. Maybe he’s in surgery when she gets there, and/or has to have emergency surgery, maybe his heart stops a few times from like internal bleeding or something.

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader

Warnings: some language, the beginning of spice that doesn’t lead anywhere, angst but has a fluff ending

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“Dad please! Stop!” Your footsteps on the stairs echo along the walls as you storm to your room as your dad rants on and on about how bad of an influence JJ is. Quickly turning around your eyes find his as he starts his ascent up the stairs. “I love him please, try to understand.”

“Sweetheart, I know you think you love him but you’re both too young to understand what that means.”

His voice is softer and the hardness in his eyes melts away. He doesn’t understand. Mom left years ago and he refuses to even think about dating again. It doesn’t matter if you are dating JJ or someone else, he will never approve. You turn around with nothing more to say and plan to stay in your room the rest of the night.

“You are grounded starting now till an undetermined date.” His voice stops you in your tracks. “You can hang out at the country club or anyone else but the pogues and that includes JJ. Consider yourselves broken up.”

The finality lingers in his voice. You’ve only heard this a handful of times in your life and you know better than to challenge it. There is no negotiating, no changing his mind. The door closes behind you, the sound deafening. You’ve never felt so alone.

You: Steer clear for a while, wait for him to cool down

JJ: Missing you already

Tears blur the words on your screen. You tell yourself that your dad just needs to cool down. He is one of his moods and he heard about a gun firing off at a boneyard party. It was incredibly stupid of JJ to bring the gun and to actually fire it. But you understand why he did it. John B was drowning at the hands of Topper.

A week passes and your dad hasn’t let up on the ban. Mostly you just stay at home in your room. You avoid seeing your dad. A day after the ban started, he took your phone so you couldn’t message JJ. He has eyes all over the island that could keep track of where you went, who you spent time with. Dinner time is the only instance you can’t avoid him.

“I have to go to the mainland for two weeks for work.” His eyes bore into yours like he already knows you’re getting an idea. “Ban is still on. Mrs. Sanchez will be checking in on you and you have to tell her if you’re going anywhere. I will still have my eyes on you. But you will get your phone back and I hope I can trust you.”

You stay silent and continue to eat like you never heard anything. You want your phone back at least so you can contact JJ or any of the pogues. If you still can’t get out to see them, phone communication was the next best thing.

A scraping sound comes our way as your dad slides your phone to you. Your eyes stare at it like it might bite you. Can’t seem too eager for it but you have to be thankful at the same time. Slowly your hand wraps around the device and you slip in into your hoodie pocket.

“Thank you,” your eyes reach his for a respectable amount of eye contact to show your appreciation. “Have a safe trip.”

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Voicemail #1 : Y/N it is Sarah please call me back! It’s about JJ, it’s an emergency!

Voicemail #2: it’s Kie, Y/N please answer your phone! JJ is in the hospital. It’s not good. Luke… he *sniffles* JJ is in really bad shape.

Voicemail #3: The fact you haven’t answered or showed up means your dad took your phone. Please whenever you get this get your ass over here!

Your dad gave you your phone last night but didn’t allow a charger till he left the next morning. The girls’ words ring in your ears. The calls are from last night. If your dad gave you the charger you would have known and been there immediately.

Not caring about the phone now, you leave it behind and grab your car keys. The truck roars to life for the first time in over a week. Tires squeal in a distance, your tires, but the only thing you can focus on is getting to the hospital. Kie mentioned Luke, JJ’s father, which means only one thing. Luke beat JJ, bad enough this time to need medical help.

“JJ Maybank please.” Your voice robotic, in shock.

“Room 0023” the nurse at the front desk informs you. “The ICU.”

The ICU. That snaps you out of your trance and the next thing you know is you’re running. Passing through the unit doors your eyes skim all the number to find his room. The door is closed and you stop dead in your tracks. Taking moment deep breaths pass in your nose and out your mouth. The beating of your heart is still heard through your ears. Slowly you open the sliding doors to his room, preparing yourself for what you are about to see.

The room is empty. No bed. No IV pumps. The monitor is set on standby, no one to hook it up to. Why wouldn’t he be in here? The lady at the desk said he was here! What if he is dead? You stop breathing with that last thought before hyperventilating. A nearby nurse notices you in distress and slowly directs you to a chair against the wall.

”Sweetie, he is in surgery.” Her calming voice is a balm in the panic storm of your mind. “Are you related to him?

You’ve seen this part in movies before. If you don’t say you are in some compacity then they can’t share anything with you. It’s insane because you and the pogues are the family he has but they won’t accept that.

“I’m his cousin… more like siblings really. We grew up together.” The last part is at least the truth. JJ has been in my life since childhood. Were in the same class till your father’s rose up in the company that let you become a kook in middle school. No matter the social status, JJ never stopped being the most important person in your life.

“He was beaten up pretty bad, we suspect a possible hit and run along with a fight. Some facial fractures, a few broken ribs, left femur is broken. Nothing showing up on the scan of his head thankfully. He has some blood collecting in the space around his left lung, the trauma surgeon is placing a chest tube now and they are evacuating blood that is also pooling around his GI tract. But I don’t think they’ll need to wire his jaw shut and I think they’ll be able to take the breathing tube out after surgery as well.”

The nurse’s words try to settle and make sense but the only thing you can focus on is the fact his own father tried to run him over. A chest tube sounds really serious. A breathing tube? Could he not breathe on his own at one point?

“You can stay in here till they bring him back if you want.”

“Thank you.” You breathed.

The tears start flowing the second she steps out the door. All the tension and fear is crashing in on you at once. The tension between you and your dad the last week. The worry you always have for JJ getting into trouble without you there to help. The fear that iced your veins the second you saw the room was empty, scared he was dead and you never got to say goodbye. The fear you still have in seeing the full extent of his injuries.

The sound of wheels and beeping of machines echoes down the hall. A bed pulls into the room with a team of people in blue scrubs. You watch them settle the bed, the pumps, and the monitor before leaving the room. One of the people on the team catches the nurse that spoke to you outside the room and gave what you could only assume was updates on how it all went.

Your eyes gaze over towards the bed. Getting closer you see JJ laying there like he is asleep. He has a slight crease between his brows like he normally does when he is dreaming. You pray that he isn’t in any pain right now.

“JJ?” You gasp and rush to his side. Taking a seat on the side of the bed instantly your hand finds his while your other runs it’s fingers through his blood matted hair. A sob tightens in your throat as you try to speak. “It’s going to be okay, you’re okay. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

The nurse is telling you how the surgery went and that they are just waiting for him to wake up. He got a lot of pain medications before heading over but he is responsive so they aren’t worried about his airway. She is trying her best to explain what things mean and being assuring that they are doing everything to help him. By the look in her eyes you think she knows you’re not actually his cousin but she doesn’t’ say anything and neither do you.

“Do you know how we can get in touch with his father?” She asks you next. Yeah the end of a bottle somewhere, hopefully in the bottom of a ditch.

“I think he is working on the mainland. I forgot my phone so I don’t have the number on me.”

She leaves you be after that. Occasionally coming in and out as she needs for various assessments and administering medications. You just stay where you are and continue to watch the rise and fall of his chest. Your eyes on occasion falling on the chest tube and following down to the drain.

“Hey princess.”

Your eyes meet JJ’s. Despite the pain he must be in, he sends his signature smile your way. Instead of smiling a sob escape past your lips. Your free hand tries to shield your face so JJ doesn’t have to see you cry.

“No princess, don’t cry. I’m okay. Promise.” JJ squeezes your hand. “Your dad is going to be pissed you’re here.”

“I don’t care. He is on the mainland for two weeks but even if he wasn’t I’m not leaving here till you do.”

JJ doesn’t argue with you and you stick to your word. You stay the night there and only leave to use the restroom. Occasionally taking a sponge bath in the sink. The girls bring extra clothes for you when they come visit.

“Careful, I think I’m being spoiled.” JJ groans in satisfaction as you poor some warm water over his head. The nurse gave you a basin with some shampoo so you could wash the blood out of his hair. It has been almost a week and the doctor took out the chest tube yesterday.

“I think you’re entitled to a little spoiling.” Your voice is lighter than it has been in days. Leaning over, you press your lips to his forehead.

“I only want to be spoiled by you.” JJ whispers, his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the warm water and your fingers running through his hair.

Finishing up, you take a towel and massage his head, trying to wring out as much water as you can before combing it. JJ protests and begs for you to just run your fingers in his hair instead. A request you complete knowing that JJ’s hair has always looked a mess no matter what. Messy is its natural state of being, as is the beautiful boy laying in front of you.

“How did I get so lucky?” JJ’s eyes gaze into yours like his looking at a piece of art.

“I think you’re getting delirious from all the pain medicine.” You can’t help but giggle, letting your hair fall on your face to shield the blush betraying you.

“Don’t hide from me, please.” His words lock up in his throat and you notice a sheen over his eyes. “You’re beautiful, even when you’re embarrassed. I’m sorry about the gun. I will never admit this to anyone else but it was stupid… I’m stupid. It cost me you, anything that does is not worth it.”

If JJ wanted to say more he couldn’t. Your lips find his with a tender kiss. JJ’s tongue dances across your lower lip, asking for more. Parting your lips you both begin to explore each other. Your body is on fire and JJ is the only thing that can be your salvation. JJ’s hands find your waist and guide you to straddle him. Careful, you maintain distance between your bodies, scared that any change in position could bring him pain.

“I wish I wasn’t in the hospital,” JJ gowls. “Or I’d have you on your back and naked in three seconds.”

“I think you’re overestimat- oh fuck!” JJ’s tongue trails down your neck, quickly finding your sweet spot.

“You were saying?”

You can hear JJ’s smug smirk rolling off his tongue against your skin. One hand remains firmly on your hip while he trials his fingers so gently up your torso, shivers ignite in their wake. He takes his time, leaving incoherent shapes before reaching his desired destination. Fighting a whimper, you bite your lip as JJ’s hands play with your breast, his thumb ever so gently grazing your sensitive nipple, as his tongue continues at it third favorite spot.

“You’re right,” JJ pants out of breath. “I do like to play with my food before I eat.”

JJ’s lips leave your neck, refocusing on a new territory. You notice the labor behind his breathing. Glancing up at the monitor you have a feeling that his elevated heart rate is in part for the excitement of being together like this again but also from pain. His warm wet tongue distracts you from your thoughts as it runs down the center of your chest, grazing the inside crevasse of each breast.

“Fuck, I want you so bad.” JJ breathes between every few words. “But I think I have to stop.”

“I’ll let the nurse know you’re ready for more pain medicine.” Your lips brush his forehead, not trusting either of you for another kiss. Carefully and quickly, you climb off of him and head for the door. “When I get back we are watching a trashy hospital cable movie and cuddling. Keep your hands to yourself this time.”

“Movie and cuddling, yes. But the last part is asking too much of me. I have to make up time being apart from you.” His signature wink flies toward you and you can’t wait for the day you get to take him out of this place. Not just the hospital but away from his dad, away from your dad, maybe from the outer banks all together. As long as you two are together and there is no one there to break you apart.

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marvelsgirl616 · 4 days

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and if I said they were the best duo in the show 👀

#rudy pankow #jj maybank #jonathan daviss #pope heyward #pope x jj #outer banks #outer banks icons #so fruity #the way they look at each other #obx #obx cast #obx imagine #the pogues #obx pogues #outer banks pogues #pogues for life

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rana030 · 1 year

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y/n : *babyproofing the house*

John b : i didn't know that we're expecting a baby

y/n : oh no, this is just for jj

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x pogue!reader #john b routledge #john b routledge x reader #incorrect quotes #obx3 #pogues for life #this man trip over air

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usetheeauthor · 2 years

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The Jezebel (Smut)

Switch!Topper Thornton x Dark!Fem!Reader

Summary: You’d do anything for money to get rich. Including trapping a kook like Topper into having a baby with you.

Word Count: 2.8k+

A/N: I’m getting such an unbelievable horniness for Topper that I hadn’t had before. Now that I’m noticing how incredibly hot he is, i want him to choke me. I know that this man fucks like Logan Pierce. 🥵🤭

Warnings: characters are 18+, minors DNI, DUB CON, mean!reader, mean! topper in the beginning, hate sex, beach sex, graphic language, belly bulge, alcohol consumption, drunk sex, mentions of heartbreak and cheating, topper being taken advantage of in his vulnerable state, oral (m receiving), bit of cock worship, slight praise kink, slight degradation kink, face fucking, saliva, kissing, biting, scratching, unprotected p in v, creampie, breeding kink, overstimulation

It was 3 am in the evening and Topper sat along the shore, drinking a pack of beers to himself. He was moping around about his precious little Sarah Cameron. It made you sick.

Why should girls like her have it all? She’s rich. Pretty. She gained your crush, John B’s affection. Topper still loved her despite her being a cheating bitch. It wasn’t fair. You wanted the odds to be in your favor for once. You hated being labeled as a Pogue wanting the privileges of the luxury life has to offer. You’d do anything to buy all the shoes and clothes you’d like.

You think you’ve found the meal ticket you’ve been looking for? Sitting drunkenly pretty on the shore, Topper cracks open his 4th beer while ranting to himself about who the hell cares.

You approached, showing feigned concern. He looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a scowl on his face.

“What do you want, Pogue?” He takes a sip of the beverage.

“You’re here all by yourself. A drunken mess. Someone might take advantage of you.”

“Don’t care.” He shrugs.

You sit beside him in the sand. “All this over some girl that never wanted to fuck you in the first place?” You shook your head in pity for his poor, dumb mind. “She’s always had a thing for John B, ya know. I witnessed their love unfold at first hand. I knew they were together the whole time and I could’ve told you whenever I saw you. But I didn’t because I enjoyed your suffering. I bet what makes you angrier though isn’t the cheating. It’s the fact that makes he got to pop her cherry.”

Topper’s hand flings to your neck, gripping it tight. He’s on top of you and between your legs; your back against the sand. His hot breath tickling your lips. He breathes hard against you as if he’s trying to restrain himself. Gritting his teeth, he rips himself off of you and resumes drinking.

You smirk, sitting up again. “Guess I struck a nerve,” You scooted closer to him. Your voice is as alluring as a siren. “Ya know if I were still a virgin, I’d happily let you take it. In any way you’d like.”

He chuckles, darkly. “You couldn’t dare me to fuck a pogue.”

You were seething in your head. Did he have to make this so difficult to make this happen? You hated him with a passion. You wish you didn’t have to resort to this but it would be a huge opportunity for you and your family if you’d made a baby with a kook. This was going to take a lot of convincing.

“Oh, is that so?” You say, arms crossed. You get on your hands and knees, your lips near his ear. “You wouldn’t want to know how I’d feel around your thick cock? I know it’s thick because I can see you pitching a tent.” You palmed him through his swim shorts. He bites his lip to suppress a moan.

You can feel the heat giving off his body. Men are too fucking easy.

“I’m going for a swim.” He says in one shuddery breath.

Oh, you’ve got him bad. Pretty soon he’d be wrapped around your finger. Or you wrapped around him to be a bit vulgar.

He jumps into the body of water, letting himself cool down. You removed your clothes, leaving you only in your bra and panties as you hopped in, too. You swim after him noticing that he’d remained still just looking up at the night sky. You guessed that he was looking for you to chase him. On sane days, you wouldn’t dare chase the likes of him. Today, you needed to seal the deal while you could.

“You whores are all the same. You take advantage of a guy who could treat you right all for what…trash. I’ve given her nothing but my love, affection, support and she sneaks around and fucks him.”

You rolled your eyes. Not this ‘nice guys finish last’ BS. “Fuck you, Topper. Your girlfriend cheated on you. She did a shitty thing. True. But don’t go blaming this on the entire female population. Besides, I honestly don’t blame her for fucking John B. He seems like he can really handle a woman. As for you,” You look him up and down, chuckling. “You seem really fucking vanilla.”

“Fuck you.” He sneers.

“That’s what I’ve been hoping for.”

He stares at you. If you hadn’t known any better, you would say that there was a faint shade of crimson on his cheeks. When he wasn’t talking like a goddamn loser, he actually looked really cute. The movie star chin, the neat blonde hair, his blue eyes that reflected so beautiful under moonlight along with his delicious looking abs.

Oh, god. Were you really getting turned on by this fool? You don’t give yourself a second to ponder, closing the gap between your bodies. Your fingers intertwine in his damp hair tugging on it to bring his lips down to yours.

The kiss immediately grew sloppy. Tongues battling for dominance. You could taste the beer on his tongue and it was absolutely intoxicating. The cold body of water felt like nothing with his skin again yours. You needed him badly, an aching between your legs present.

He pulls away from the kiss, smirking when he noticed you chasing his lips. “Let’s get out of here.”

You nod.

You both swam to shore. Once you made it, you immediately attacked his lips once again sending him falling back into the sand and you on top of him. You weren’t so sure why you’d gone so feral for him but you simplified it down to not having had any sex in the past few months.

He break the kiss once again, you groan against his lips. “I meant, let’s get out of this place. Like to my car or my place.”

“Your place is too far for how badly I want this. And I’m not fucking you in your car. I’m not some dirty slut that you get to pump and dump in the back of your car.”

“So, you’d want to do this here? For anyone to see us?”

“It’s fine,” You say, kissing his neck. “No one will see. If they do, let them watch.” You bite him at that last part.

He chokes out a moan. “You’re killing me.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” You sat up, right on top of his clothed erection and ground down hard. You earn another moan from him. “You sound as pretty as you look. I bet that cock’s pretty, too.”

You repeated ground against him over and over. God, he felt so good against you. Prodding shallowly yet blissfully at your clothed entrance.

“Fuck, those panties aren’t even off and I could feel how soaked you are. Making a mess all over my shorts.” He makes an attempt to put his fingers under you to put your panties to the side. You slapped his hand away.

“No. I’m the one in control for tonight. Just like how your ex-girlfriend ran you, I’ll run you, too,” Your hands find the waistband to his shorts, pulling them down while you simultaneously slid down his body. “You’re gonna be my good little sub and take what I give you.”

His dick springs free from its prison, slapping against his stomach with a heavy thud. Just as you thought…his dick was pretty, too.

You licked your lips. “Stand up for me. I’ll give you this one chance to show me you aren’t so vanilla.”

He obeys. You take him in your hands, studying his hard member. It was definitely as thick as a soda can. Not too long but long enough to touch parts of you that even your dildo at home couldn’t reach. He has some pubic hair which was surprising because you assumed he’d groom his entire body of any hair like some prepubescent boy. You found it kind of manly of him.

He ruts his dick closer to your face. You drag your nails down the v-line of his waist. “Stop being so impatient.”

Noticing the juicy large vein on the side of his dick, your tongue makes the decision before you do to explore it first. He hisses and hums a moan at the feeling of your tongue.

He tastes so good. You waste no time tasting more of him, wrapping your lips around his large pink tip. You suckle at it, collecting the taste of his precum on your tongue.

“Fuck my mouth.” You command him. He nearly came from your derogatory language. Placing a hand on each of his thigh as support, you look up at him doe-eyed with your tongue sticking all the way out.

He looks down at you. Your eyes darkened almost demonic. If he hadn’t known any better, he’s guessed that you were a succubus. He takes a large hand, tilting you chin up. Taking himself in his hands, he guides his cock into your warm mouth, gliding it back and forth on your tongue.

You moaned at the full taste of him. You wanted to suck him dry but you didn’t want to waste a drop of cum reserved for your pussy.

He picks up the pace, stroking faster into your mouth. A large hand cupping the back of your head. You clasped your mouth tightly around him as he trusted harder and faster into your mouth. Your moans sending vibrations to the base, making his toes curl in the sand.

“Mmm, fuck.” The wet suction sounds of you gagging and suckling around him, eggs him on.

You bring one hand between your legs, toying with your clit to relieve the pain of him not being inside you. His moans and whimpers did not help your situation. You couldn’t understand how the hell Sarah had been strong enough not to fuck him when he sounded this heavenly when in pleasure.

He’s thrusting feverishly into your mouth. His cries becoming louder. Your saliva running down your chin with each thrust. He found you so beautiful like this being used for his enjoyment. If you’d let him, he’d ruin you the whole time through. Instead, he’ll let you enjoy your moments of dominance.

You tug at his balls and he let’s out a loud groan. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

You pull away from him, tearing his hands from your hair. “You’re not coming in my mouth. Lay back.”

He listens again, using your piles of clothes on the floor as a blanket and laying back against it. You unhook you bra and he sits back, watching in awe. He wanted them in his mouth. Next was your underwear which had not only been drenched by the water but by your slickness.

You climb on top of him, sopping cunt over his painfully hard cock. His fingertips dig into your waist, resisting himself from slamming his length into you. “Thank me.”

“For what?” He scoffs.

“For giving you this Pogue pussy.“

You take his shaft lowering yourself enough so that his tip was inside. You clenched around him

“Unnh, that’s so good.” He throws his head back.

“I know it is. Now thank me or I’ll hop off right now.” You weren’t sure if you wanted to if he did choose not to say it. You were addicted with the feeling of him inside you, stretching you. But he didn’t need to know that.

“Thank you. Fuck! Thank you.” He groans, a mixture of frustration and lust in his tone.

You lower yourself even more. “Do you know how absolutely appetizing you sound right now? I wanna make you cry like the little bitch you are.”

You bounced up and down on his cock. His moans getting louder. He’s hitting deep parts within you like a wreaking ball crashing through walls.

You can’t stop yourself from groaning, too. You were dickmatized, looking down at him as if he’s your whole world. You circe your hips then rocked back and forth, his hands on your hips guiding you on his cock.

He looks down between your bodies watching your slick creamy arousal, coating his shaft. It glistens in the moonlight and it’s a sight he plans on capturing in his memories.

“You look so fucking hot. Feel so good around me. Love stretching that tight pussy out.”

“Fuck yes, Topper. Keep talking to me like that baby. It’s so hot.” You drag angry red lines down chest, the frenzied thrusts increasing in power. The sounds of skin colliding and your squishy wetness consume the air.

He sits up, lowering his head to tease a hardened peak with his long, fat tongue and thrusts up into you, meeting your rhythmic bouncing.

“Tell me you love me.” He whimpers. Noticing your confused look, he continues. “I need to hear it. I need to feel wanted.”

“I love you, Topper.”

He gives one hard thrust, causing you to gasp.

“Say like you mean it.”

You crash your lips into his, nipping and tasting the soft pink flesh. “I fucking love you, Topper,” Wrapping your arms around his back, clawing at it. “Your such a good boy. Love how good you feel inside me. Love it so much.” Your literally sobbing at how good this was.

He runs a hand down to your tummy, feeling himself thrust against you while the thumb hung down to frantically rub at your clit. You nearly lifted off of him at the contact. You were the one in charge here but he’d sneakily found his chance to be the one in charge not that you were complaining.

His tongue and mouth continue to tease your swollen nipples, thumb toying with your clit and you felt like you were in overload. Then, he takes the other free hand grasping your butt and circles a finger around your puckered hole. He pushes a middle finger in and you bit into his shoulder, then bring your lips o his ears.

You can feel yourself slowly approaching your end and by the looks of his face, he was too. You knew he needed more though.

“I love you, Topper. I want you so badly.” You kiss his earlobe. Your sweaty bodies slick against each other as the rhythm becomes sloppy.

Shit, you were getting so close. So very close.

“I’m gonna cum, baby.” He pants.

“Cum for me. I want it deep inside of me. I don’t want a drop waste outside of this pussy. Give me your cum, daddy. Please.” You sounded so pathetic whimpering for a man you hated not too long ago. But if he made you feel this good there was no way you could hate him.

“I shouldn’t.”

You shove his back down to the ground, interlocking your fingers with his and riding him for dear life, your clit running over the defined v-line.

“Oh fuck. Oh god, I’m coming. ” He says in a breath whisper, tears prickling his eyes. His back arches, head thrown back and cock bottoming out into you as spurt after spurt of warm cum paints your walls.

This sends you of into your own orgasm. You’re shaking and trembling against him. A flood of your arousal wetting between your thighs and his thighs. You milk him for all he’s worth. “Fuck. Yes. Topper. That’s it make me a mommy. Pump me full of your babies!” You called out into the the midnight sky. You were sure neighbors nearby could’ve heard most of that.

Despite what he’d heard you said, he still found himself stroking desperately into your quivering core letting you wring him dry. A staccato of breaths is what your reduced to as he settles for a few more thrusts and until he softens in you.

You tried swinging your legs over him to remove yourself when he holds you down to him.

“Wait, you said every last drop. Let’s keep me in here so that we’re sure that you’ll get pregnant.”

You look down at him wide-eyed. “You don’t care?”

“Nah. I want this to happen. Besides, this just means you won’t be able to leave my side.” He smirks, still heaving from exhaustion.

He flips you both around so that you are on your back now. “I think I’ve been meaning to show you just how far from vanilla I am.” He thrusts into you and he’s hard again. The mixture of your juices squelching with each thrust. “Babygirl, it’s gonna be a looong night.”

That night you learned that the kook had some fire in him after all. He gladly showed you the mistake you’ve made in trapping him because he planned to keep you as his forever whether you liked it or not.

But boy did you love it.

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chaostudee · 2 years

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kiss the girl- j.m

pairing : jj maybank x female reader summary : after finally coming to terms with his obessesion pope and john b urge him to just "kiss the girl" words : 2.1k warnings : none? a/n : first post on here, pls be kind. wanted to start off with my bby boy <3 feedback would be appreciated.

there was no doubt about the fact that jj maybank was head over heels for you. everyone knew it as he hadn't chosen to disguise his infatuation for you. the only person who was actually oblivious to this was you which seemed ludicrous to say the least since jj was practically drooling anytime he was in a close enough proximity to you.

over the course of the past two months you had been racing through his mind, truthfully the only thing on his mind.

at first when he felt the impulse to touch your hand or to feel his lips against yours he was disgusted in himself. not that having the chance in doing so would repulse him it was just that having known you since you were kids such thoughts didn't seem appropiate to even discuss with himself let alone with you. you were his best friend and he wouldn't want anything the destroy that. he wouldn't let anything destroy that. so keeping his feelings at bay seemed like the chosen option that would be beneficial to him in the long-term.

"dude you are so whipped" john b said as he tied the boat to the dock, struggling to tie a knot in the rope. up until he spoke jj hadn't been focusing on john b or pope nor their presence. his concern was elsewhere where you stood alongside kiara and sarah. he smiled to himself as the corners your mouth perked up at something one of the girls had said.

it wasn't just your smile that enticed him further but the way you held yourself, your hand laying by your side, presenting jj with the urge to do nothing more than to feel his fingers in yours.

"dude shut up so are you" jj scoffed as he turns back to the boys , running a hand through his dirty blonde hair before taking his cap and placing it on top of his fluffy mop sending a smirk over to john b. john b swiped his tongue to the corner of his mouth knowing that he could not further argue with that statement.

"he got you there man" pope chuckled as he came to rest his hand on the back of jj's back in approval.

john b had finally tied the boat to the key with much effort and to feed his satisfaction into his accomplishment he decided to pull out a beer from the cooler. thanks to jj the cooler was always full.

for July in the outer banks it was far more humid and the air much too dry than anticipated meaning that most days were spent lingering by the swamp. the only place where the air held some amount of moistness and the water cool against one's skin.

"so how are things with you and sarah?" pope asks to divert himself from the exclusion that he had tumbled into from the two boys. it wasn't that he was particularly interested in his response because by the looks of it john b was much alike jj. in love.

lowering the glass bottle from his lips john b flashes a small smile, staring off into the far distance. the smile that he showed was one that had been buried deep since the disappearance of his father. now it had come back there was a thesis that it was all sarah's doing. pope was glad of this and at that moment in time he knew that this girl was good for him and he good for her.

"i don't know man i think i love her" he pauses as he turns to look over at sarah, her blonde hair flying in the soft breeze, "she's just.....-".

"everything" jj blurts out as he too turns over to look at the girls. pope eyes jj up and down with his arms folded across his chest.

"yeah". john b agrees with this with a nod before taking another sip .

"guys are you hearing yourselves right now?" pope scoffs to himself as he watches the two practically transfixed with the two girls. sure he had a certain amount of liking towards kiara but at least he chose to be discrete about it.

"if you don't do something about your thing with y/n jj i swear to god-" pope warns jj and it seems that he is serious that he will be the one to confess jj's intimate feelings.

in surrender jj sets down his beer on the edge of the boat and raises his hands in the air. "fine, fine i'll do it tonight" he says, lowering his hands and once again picking up his beer he spots pope rather flabbergasted with his response, john b also.

"is that okay with you?" jj confirms with a smirk knowing that he had truly outsmarted pope which was shocking enough. pope just nods in agreement.

john b laughs to himself for a moment at pope's face of utter shock. it is not long before the three break out into bursts of laughter until they are joined by a few familiar faces. it seemed that the girls were bored without their male companionship.

the three girls boarded the boat, first sarah followed by kiara then you. now that six people resided on the watercraft it had started to become cramped. therefore sarah makes her way over to address her boyfriend.

"hey boys" sarah greeted with a small wave at jj and pope before landing a peck on john b's cheek leaving him "all starry-eyed and shit" according to jj.

jj had barely acknowledged sarah once he spotted you in a close proximity. there you stood your arm linked in kie's as you were in conversation with pope who was seemingly throwing eyes at her.

feeling rather rejected from the whole debacle you turn to see jj fiddling with the rings on his fingers, the numerous rings. just as he looks up he meets your eyes and you smile warmly at him. it was only a matter of seconds before he felt his heart rate increase and his mood escalate.

"hey y/n" jj says lifting up his hand to wave but it just lingers in the air for a moment as he realizes how cheesy it is. once that awkward tension had disintegrated a blush flashed upon his cheeks.

"okay you got to admit that was cute as fuck" kiara whispers into your ear and you could do nothing but agree with her. the golden boy could be indeed classified as cute.

truth be told now that you think about it there was something different that radiated off the maybank boy. it was something that you couldn't quite place your finger on.

deciding to allow jj the pleasure of being in your company you pull yourself from kiara's grasp, leaving her alone with pope. beside him there was an unoccupied space at the foot of the boat so you join him there.

"hey j" you say turning to him only to notice that his cheeks are still tarnished red. "hey" he replies, his voice coming out croaky. slowly pulling the beer bottle from his grasp you take a swig yourself before returning it back to him.

when you pushed it back in his direction for a sliver of a second your finger grazed against his own making you all warm and fuzzy inside, definitely something different that you would feel for him. out of impulse you pull your hand away quickly hoping that he didn't notice but that was near impossible since he had now engraved that moment in his mind.

"how are you?" he asks completely brushing off what had just occurred. you liked this in him, his ability to play it cool and seem so laid-back even though he lacked to show this earlier with that god awful wave. but it was cute.

"i'm good" you nod to yourself once again taking the bottle from him, keeping your hand far away enough from his own.

"you?" you ask. normally the conversation wouldn't be so dry or awkward but it was something that hung in the air, something left unsaid that triggered this.

sarah now came sauntering over, her own beer in hand, empty. "you guys wanna play spin the bottle?". you shrug and turn to jj to see his response. his heart, now pounding faster in his chest is telling him to say yes in the chance that it might happen. that he just might be able to kiss you even if its just for a stupid game.

"sure" jj nods getting up from his position, offering a hand to you. setting down the glass bottle you take his hand once again that feeling arises but this time you accept it and even perhaps enjoy it.

***

"okay so who wants to go first?" kiara asks rubbing her hands excitedly with one another. you wonder why she has such interest in this but then you remember all the flirtatious comments that pope had sent her way, and she didn't seem to dislike them.

the six of you sat in a circle around the infamous beer bottle in the middle that had once shared your lips and jj's. that idea left you to think to yourself....would jj kissing you be so bad?

each of you turn to look at one another waiting on somebody to volunteer their contribution. "i'll go" jj says his hand hovering over the glass in case someone else would allow him leave. his eyes went around the group yet no one gave in but you did notice john b grin widely at jj. strange.

with one flick of his wrist it starts spinning and the group anticipates the outcome. as it comes to a slow it finally comes to rest at your feet.

there is an awkward silence as you keep your eye contact with the ground rather than having to look him in the eye. its not that you don't want to kiss him per say but he's your friend and if you do this will it ever be the same? will you ever the feel the same? but honestly you don't have much of a choice.

slowly but surely you raise your eye line upwards to meet his. normally a situation like this would be nerve-wracking anyways but along with your friends as an audience it was on a whole other level. you now had the pressure of meeting not only meeting his standards but also that of the others.

"come on man kiss the girl" pope urges jj as it is clear that he is growing impatient, voicing the others' thoughts as well. jj gives pope a look as he is clearly planning to do just that.

jj moves closer towards you so now that the circle has become deformed. at this moment in time your hands begin to sweat, now all clammy, your cheeks are heated although luckily enough the sun has just set so it would be unlikely for anyone to notice.

jj, now closer than before leaves just an inch between his lips and your own. "are you sure?" he whispers, his warm breath fanning your face. it smells nice almost like vanilla.

someone coughs and you are now suddenly aware of the others and how awkward it all is.

you don't even answer his question, you don't need to. you move closer presenting him the opportunity to place his lips on yours, its not long before he grasps this moment. he sets his lips upon yours and then it happens, the feeling. its like the first spark hitting a bark of wood and its new and exciting and its all you could ever wish for. allowing yourself to sink deeper into the kiss just reminds you that it has toe end but his hand holding your chin makes up for it. he holds it like his most prized possession. you thought it would be weird but during this moment you wanted nothing more than to stay like this, but sooner or later reality punches back.

it is him who pulls away first which disappoints you but due to his expression you can tell that he is pleased with himself and what you had both just experienced. a tender kiss with your best friend. no, a tender kiss with someone whom you would not like to regard as your "friend" but something more?

"ya'll need to get a room" kiara says leaning back so that her back hits the edge of the boat. "i second that" pope says and john b and sarah both nod.

you laugh it off uncomfortably, jj the same. honestly you decided to drown out what the others were saying after that, knowing it was just going to be dirty ass jokes. all you really wanted to do was experience that feeling again with him, with jj. you wanted him, not as a friend. admitting it to yourself was the first step. jj maybank had made an impression on you and judging by the way his sapphire eyes latched onto yours he would be doing far much more than that.

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obxpougefan · 4 months

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The Pogues of OBX!!!

John B, Sarah, JJ, Kiara, Pope, & Cleo!!!

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akashababy · 5 months

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Tides of the Heart Rafe Cameron x Reader

As Y/N had always been on the affluent and scenic Outer Banks of North Carolina, she was somewhat of an outsider. She was raised in a lowly background and never felt quite at home among the working-class 'Pogues' or with the aristocratic 'Kook' society. Her head and heart were always in the middle, always wanting more. Conversely, Rafe Cameron embodied the stereotypical Kook. Despite coming from one of the wealthiest families on the island, he struggled with personal issues. He was constantly attempting to win over his strict father and frequently felt constrained by the demands placed upon him. Although Rafe had a reputation for being the island's bad boy, Y/N saw more in him. That fateful night, over a beach campfire, their paths collided. Rafe was captivated by Y/N because of her captivating eyes and unique outlook on life. However, Y/N was able to see behind Rafe's harsh veneer and uncover his confused soul. Their camaraderie developed gradually. At the bonfire, Rafe assisted Y/N in getting away from some Kooks who were making fun of her. In exchange, Y/N gave Rafe a listening ear when he wanted to vent about his family problems. Their friendship became stronger as they continued to find comfort in their mutual loneliness. They fell in love in spite of Rafe's fame and the social gap. They kept their love a secret from each other, exchanging long chats about their worries and dreams, whispering promises under the stars, and stealing kisses on secret beaches. But with the island's small size, secrets were difficult to maintain. Their connection caused a storm of controversy when it was revealed. Rafe's family was not fond of Y/N, and both the Kooks and Pogues shunned her. They clung to one another despite the stress, their love acting as a haven for them. For the first time, Rafe defied his family and declined to leave Y/N. His father was astonished by his audacity, but he also gained his reluctant admiration. As for Y/N, she took the derision head-on, drawing unanticipated support from the Pogues thanks to her fortitude and tenacity. Although put to the test, their relationship persevered. Y/N and Rafe discovered that their love for one another served as a light of hope during their most difficult moments, guiding them through all of the ups and downs. Ultimately, they realized that love was more than just conforming to social norms or expectations. Finding a person who loved and accepted you for who you are was the main goal. And that was exactly what Y/N and Rafe had found in each other. Their tale of love served as a tribute to the strength of love and as a ray of hope in a society where privilege and class divide people.

#rafe cameron x reader #rafe outer banks #outer banks #x reader #obx pogues #the pogues #outer banks pogues #pogues for life

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cutielando · 5 months

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just you and me ~ jj maybank

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You were laying with your back against JJ's chest in the hammock in front of John B's house, watching the sunset.

"Do you ever wish things would have been different for us?" you asked out of the blue, breaking the comfortable silence.

"What do you mean?" he said, twirling a peace of hair around his finger.

"I don't know. Like, do you ever wish you were a Kook? That your mother was still around and your father wasn't the abusive bastard that he is?" you said, gazing up into his eyes.

He chuckled at the last remark.

"I don't know, I guess so. I mean, I wish my mother was still here. She was the best. She would've loved you, you know?" his eyes were starting to fill with tears, his mother being a pretty sensitive topic for him.

"I wish I could have met her, from what you've told me she was a wonderful woman. I think we would've gotten along" you were running your hand over his chest, drawing random shapes with the tip of your finger.

"You definitely would have. She always wanted another child, a girl. You could've been the daughter she neved had"

You hugged his torso tighter at that, knowing how much pain her leaving them caused him. He never really spoke about her, only if you insisted on it.

"Do you ever wish she hadn't left?"

"Of course I do. She's the reason why dad is the way he is. He always blames me for her leaving, and when he hits me he says he sees her in me so he loses it"

"That's no excuse, bub. No parents should ever lay a hand on their children, no matter what"

He nodded, fighting the urge to cry. You leaned up and kissed him on the lips, his heart finding comfort in your touch.

After he met you, he finally found the peace he had been looking for since his mother left. The person he would feel at peace with, the person he would get to call home. In you, he found that someone.

"I love you" he whispered, resting his forehead on yours.

"I love you too" you smiled at him, reaching up and running a hand through his messy hair.

A peaceful silent enveloped the two of you, the only thing that could be heard were the waves in the distance.

"We'll go full Kook one day, right?" you asked again, making JJ chuckle.

"Of course we will. We'll buy a house on Figure Eight and we'll make gold statues of ourselves and put them in our front yard for everyone to see. We'll have a couple of kids, maybe a dog or two and live happily ever after with our bank accounts full of cash" he explained while proceeding to run his fingers up and down your arm.

"Why the gold statues?"

"I don't know, they seem cool"

You chuckled and nodded your head, burying your face into his warm chest.

"I can't wait to do all of that with you. You're it for me, J. You're the one" you told him, not looking up at him in fear of his reaction.

"You're it for me, too. I don't think I'd ever be able to find someone as perfect as you" he kissed the top of your head.

"It's just you and me against the world"

"Just you and me"

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kiesluver · 2 years

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paring(s): rafe cameron x fem!reader

warning(s): car sex, public sex, unprotected sex ( wrap it up before you tap it up kids, ) breeding kink, praise, men moaning!? 😍, and slight degradation.

heads up: this does have lower case intended and is slightly edited! so please ignore any grammar & spelling errors! hope you enjoy though cause this is my first ever time writing smut LMAO.

i’m gonna cry this is embarrassing to write.. just enjoy for my sake.

— I sat next to Kiara, red solo cup filled with strawberry beer in my hands watching the bright orange flames rise up towards the air. I was at one of the keggers that was currently being hosted, surrounded by multiple friends and alcohol. car doors slammed, making me jump and my friends looking towards the people coming. Rafe Cameron and his little “ crew, ” but honestly I was staring at Rafe the entire time, not having a single care in the world if anybody saw me admire him.

“ they’re disgusting. ” Kie shook her head, “ god I hate them, ” jj shook his head in disgust as well taking a sip from his beer. Rafe took notice into my staring, cockily smirking and sending me subtle glances. god he’s gorgeous.

“ i’m gonna go get a refill, ” I excused myself, even though my cup was still halfway full. I walked towards the drinks, quickly pouring the rest out making sure nobody noticed so I can refill it once again.

“ trying to escape your little friends? ” that familiar cocky voice asks with a slight rasp in his voice, “ you could say that. ”

“ mm, I saw you eyeing me down. ” he let out a low chuckle, I turned around so I can face him. “ can’t keep your eyes off me, even with your little pogue friends around, huh? ”

“ maybe- ” I was cut off to Rafe grabbing my cup from my hands, “ you fucking bitch, ” he threw my cup down in the sand. “ what?.. ” I furrowed my brows looking at the tall musclier figure behind him.

oh. that explained it. it was the fucking pogues.

“ leave her alone rafe, ” jj demanded, “ or what? ” Rafe challenged him, turning around to face each other. “ Rafe I swear to god i’ll fuck you up. ” jj laughed, trying to get rafe to man up and act all dominant. “ relax maybank . this pretty girl was just giving me a drink, right? ” he quirked his eyebrow, almost challenging me when I tried to grab another solo cup.

“ you make me gag cameron. ” I put my hand on my hip and deny giving him the empty solo cup. “ what do you mean by that, l/n? ” he stepped closer, tilting his head. he watched my features as my eyes widened, lips pulling into a smirk and trying to keep in a flustered chuckle.

I saw Kiara come up towards the three of us, “ okay cameron you had your fun we’re leaving now. ” Kiara tried pulling me away, but honestly I didn’t wanna leave. I stared into his eyes that were amused by me, I sent him a quick glance to his truck. he got the memo surprisingly. “ Uhm, actually, I left my phone in my car, i’ll be right back, ” I waved, quickly walking away towards rafes truck.

“ so we all saw her phone in her back pocket, right? ” john b looked at the rest of them.“ yeah, ” pope nodded, “ something’s up. ”

— I snuck to rafes truck, opening the back door and pulling myself into the seat. I unbuttoned my jean shorts and began to unbutton my shirt. the door opened, rafe quickly getting into his truck. “ hey, ” he smiled, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. his lips collided with mine, his hands helping me unbutton my shirt.

“ hi, ” I giggled, now only in my panties and bra. I straddled him, slipping off his polo shirt. his hands traveled down my bare skin, sending shivers down my spin. his lips quickly found my sweet spot since he had memorized it from a long time ago. “ we gotta be quick, baby. they’ll suspect something.

“ since when do you lost long with me princess? ” rafe pulled down his swim trunks. I gulped as I felt his large hands tug on my panties and aiming them towards the side. his finger sliding across my folds. glancing up at me, my eyes pleading and hands gripping his tanned chest. “ please baby, ” I whisper, “ fuck me. ” his cocky smirk showed through again, teasing you with the tip of his dick inside me. I lift my hips up when his size starts to feel a little overwhelming.

“ be a good girl and take this dick. ” he demanded, he held my hips still, his cold rings digging into my skin as he bucked his hips letting out a loud groan. I slowly lowered my body onto his dick again until he fully inside me, filling me entirely. “ good girl, ” he praised, one hand still on my hip and the other higher up my torso.

“ r- rafe! ” I moaned, bouncing up and down slowly and quickly picking up my pace as the only sound you can hear right now is the muffled music from outside, skin slapping, and grunts and moans with the car slightly shaking. I held onto his arms, letting out more whines and groans. he made me face him, digging his finger nails into my hips as I continued to bounce on his dick. “ mmm.. f- fu- k ”

“ use your words, baby, ” he encouraged, while his hand had a firm grip on my ass. “ shit baby, you’re doing so fucking good, ” rafe moaned, “ shit.. you feel so fucking good baby. ” Rafe groaned, throwing his head back watching as I tiredly rode him. “ such a fucking slut for my cock, huh? ”

I nodded in response, biting my bottom lip as he forces me to keep eye contact with him when he starts to take over. my hands wrapping around his waist, his hips bucking into mine. “ shit shit shit! ” I cursed, “ rafeee! you’re so fucking big! ” my hands tangle in his dirty blonde locks. “ you’re gonna make me cum! ”

“ mmmhmm, i’m gonna make my pretty girl cum all over my cock. ” he agrees, my whimpering moans fueling his ego. he quickly stroked into me, my legs beginning to shake. “ fuck rafe, can I cum? please? I can’t hold it in anymore! ” I begged into his chest, his hands massaging my ass.

“ cum for me princess, all over my big cock. ” he gives me permission, slapping my ass while my whole body shakes into his arms. “ shitt! ” I screamed, “ i’m fucking cumming!! ” next thing I know and I came all over his thick cock riding out my orgasm. he continued to stroke in and out of me, feeling his orgasm approach next. my shaking body, tightening my pussy just for him. “ i’m gonna cum, princess. ” rafe groaned, “ cum in me, ” i blurted, “ please. ” the boy nodded, “ say less. ”

I felt his liquid in me, creating a warm feeling in my stomach. “ holy fuck. ” I panted out, pulling away from him to go on the passenger seat. “ baby? ” I whispered, barely being able to keep my eyes open. “ mhm? ” he sighed, knowing he would have to go back to the party, without me by his side. “ I wanna go to bed, ” I whined, “ can we just go back to your house? we can take a nap, then round two? ”

Rafe let out a low chuckle. exactly what he was thinking. “ of course princess. let’s get out of here. ”

— “ i’m never unseeing that. ” pope covered his eyes, scared from the little bit he saw. his best friend, and rafe cameron having sex.

“ I can’t believe they’re hooking up ” kie shook her head in disbelief.

“ I thought they hated each other, ” john b says.

“ well at least that gagging comment makes sense now. ” jj states.

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