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andy-15-07 · 1 month

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Sweet Dreams

masterlist ! pairing: John B x reader

Summary : John B wakes up next to the love of his life.

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John B yawned, rubbing his eyes as he crawled into bed beside Y/n, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of her peaceful face. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on her features. He couldn't help but smile as he reached out to brush a strand of hair away from her face.

Y/n stirred slightly, a contented sigh escaping her lips as she snuggled closer to him. "Hey," she murmured sleepily, her voice thick with drowsiness.

"Hey," John B whispered back, his fingers tracing patterns on her arm. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

Y/n blinked sleepily, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. "It's okay," she said with a small smile. "I'm glad you're here."

John B's heart swelled with warmth at her words. "Me too," he admitted, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I love you, Y/n."

Y/n's smile widened, her eyes shining with affection. "I love you too, John B," she replied softly, her hand finding his beneath the blankets.

They lay there in comfortable silence for a moment, simply reveling in each other's presence. The stresses of the day melted away as they basked in the warmth of their love.

"You know," Y/n said suddenly, breaking the quiet, "I've been thinking."

John B raised an eyebrow, curious. "About what?"

Y/n hesitated for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip. "About us," she confessed. "About our future."

John B's heart skipped a beat at her words, a rush of excitement flooding through him. "What about our future?" he asked eagerly.

Y/n shifted to face him, her eyes meeting his with determination. "I want us to be together forever, John B," she said earnestly. "I want to wake up next to you every morning, and fall asleep in your arms every night."

John B felt a lump form in his throat at her heartfelt words. He reached out to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing across her skin tenderly. "I want that too, Y/n," he said softly. "More than anything."

Y/n smiled, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Promise me," she whispered. "Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll always find our way back to each other."

John B's heart swelled with emotion as he gazed into her eyes, seeing all the love and trust reflected back at him. "I promise," he vowed, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I'll always find my way back to you, Y/n. Always."

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as she threw her arms around him, holding him close as if she never wanted to let him go. "I love you so much, John B," she breathed, her voice choked with emotion.

"I love you too, Y/n," John B murmured, his own voice thick with tears. He held her tightly, savoring the feeling of her in his arms, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, they knew that no matter what the future held, as long as they were together, they could conquer anything that came their way. For they were not just two souls entwined, but two hearts beating as one, united in a love that was destined to last a lifetime.

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adventuresinobx · 2 years

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You’re Mine

Chase Stokes x fem!reader

Summary: And another part in the kink series! Chase isn’t as dominating in bed as you’d like - except when he’s angry.

A/N: As always - the whole point of this series for me was to push myself out of my usual comfort zone with my writing, so again this is a little bit different than what I usually write, but hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Smut, rough sex, choking kink, (tiny) breeding kink right at the end lol

You had got one thing wrong about Chase before you met him. You had assumed he was a super dominating kind of guy; always wanting to be in control and liking it rough and hard. He loved every second of the rough sex but on the most part, he preferred to be soft and gentle and loving with you. It was quiet morning kisses and gentle cuddles on the sofa whilst watching a movie. It was sleepy forehead kisses as he snuggled you and back rubs when it was your time of the month and you were in your usual monthly pain. He was a good boyfriend.

He had decided not to go out and drink for the month, which was very unlike him, but whilst you loved that he was home and spending more time with you, you missed that sexy dominant side to you that would have you dropping your panties at the front door as he rushed you up to bed from a night out, swapping the beers with his mates for a night in the bedroom with you.

But with that lacking, and no sign of him going out for a drink any time soon, you settled on finding another way to get what you wanted and that was making him angry. And as his girlfriend, you knew exactly what pissed him off - jealousy - and you were great at playing this part.

“You know who’s looking really good recently,” you said, turning over to face him in bed. He was reading a book, his reading glasses he wore with his lenses perched on his nose as he read the words in front of him. Some book that Drew had recommend to read.

“Who babe?” Chase said, expecting a famous actor’s name like Johnny Depp or Chris Evans to fall from your lips. But no. Your response shocked him.

“You know Rudy is fine. Has he been working out?”

“Has he what?” Chase replied, instantly putting his book down and giving a glaring look at you. “Has he been working out? How would I have noticed?!”

You knew exactly it was true. Chase had been at the gym with Rudy a lot of the time recently so you knew he had been working on his body and he looked so good for it. You were, of course, lying - but Chase was starting to get very riled up about it all.

“I’ve been working out too,” he muttered, taking his glasses off as he stared you down, grabbing your hand in his and making you feel his abs under his shirt, “Look see I’ve been busy in the gym too.”

“Yeah but it’s just - you’re great babe - but Rudy is just so STRONG. And the way his muscles look when he wears that vest top, well that’s very sexy.”

“What -“ Chase began, as you shrugged at him, seeming so nonchalant about what you were saying.

“I mean, have you seen him - the way his arms tense when he’s lifting those weights in the gym with you. I see him in the back of the videos,” you continued - until Chase promptly shut you up, by pulling you on top of him on the sofa and kissing you hard.

Between kisses, he pulled away to tell you four simple words: “You’re mine, not his.”

He tugged at your clothes, pushing his shirt that you were wearing over your head, desperate to see your naked body. He loved that you didn’t wear bras when you were chilling - it sped things up. He pulled your leggings down, lifting you up off his lap for a second so he could rid you of your clothes. His hand trailed over your body, his hands scanning over your skin, as he felt everywhere on your body. His favourite places first - your hips, your thighs, your tummy and your breasts, rolling each nipple between his fingers before he flicked his tongue over the other one, switching between both sides as you threw your head back in pleasure.

God, this was good. You’d forgotten about this sensation, of him being desperate for you. Needy and horny. You reached down to palm him through his shorts and he groaned at the feeling, before he gained his composure and snapped his arm away with yours so you couldn’t touch him anymore.

“Not tonight sweetheart,” he said, the tone of his voice showing his anger and jealousy - if his actions weren’t doing that too. “Tonight I’m in charge.”

You gulped at his words, unable to speak. But you were so ready for this. And you were so glad you were getting what you wanted from him. Finally. Without even a second for a thought, he had you laid out on the bed, his hands exploring all over your body. He was kissing you, his kisses rough and needy. You were so turned on; you couldn’t even cope with how good all this was making you feel. You needed him so badly.

You went to move your hand down to touch him, for anything, some relief, but he quickly stopped you. “Don’t be a brat, Y/N,” he said, the anger evident in his voice, before he softened for just a second. “I want to make you feel good. I want to fuck you good and I want you to know that Rudy would never fuck you as well as I could.”

“Hmm don’t know, Rudy seems pretty -“ you started to say, but your words were cut off by the sudden feeling of Chase’s fingers on your aching core. You’d been needing him to touch you like this for so long, so roughly and without much thought or care, so you were already absolutely soaking wet for him. And didn’t he know it.

“That pretty pussy is so wet for me,” he moaned, his fingers moving up and down your slit as he re-angled his hand so he could use his thumb on your clit. He didn’t wait, take it slow - he just rubbed your clit hard and with a strong amount of pressure that had you screaming and moaning for him within seconds, “Who’s made you so wet? Who turned you on?” His voice was harsh.

“You,” you managed to whine out, his hands on your core making sure you could barely get the words out. But he still challenged you, him still very angry.

“Who made you this wet?”

“You, Chase,” you said, the wetness almost pooling around his fingers, his angry state turning you on. Your eyes were closed tightly and suddenly his fingers had moved and now you were craving more contact from him. You didn’t have to wait long, as soon he readjusted and there he was, his cock out his boxers and the tip being run up and down your slit.

“Fuck me please,” you begged, falling apart at the feeling already. And you didn’t need to ask twice. He slid into you, a little slower at first, before he bottomed out and you nearly screamed at the feeling. You had one more game to play. “Fuck me Rudy.”

A rage took over him, and god did you feel it as he grabbed your throat and squeezed hard. Your breath was instantly taken from you and you felt his fingertips against your neck, pushing against you, leaving you unable to speak let alone do anything else. You managed a few whines and groans, his hand tight around your throat as he mercilessly fucked you, his hand keeping that tight grip and never faltering as he pounded into you with so much force that you thought he might break you in two. This was so fucking worth it.

“What did you fucking say?” he growled, his hand tight around your throat as he pushed into you. Hard. He thrusted up, the angle having you seeing stars - or was that the tightness of his grip around your throat. You decided that was enough anger so you kept your mouth shut, only letting moans and the words “feels so good” or “faster” fall from your lips as he fucked you at a relentless pace again and again. You could barely breathe and you grabbed his arm with your hand to beg him to slow down. It was a lot and you needed the breather. He let go of your neck, his hand brushing your face delicately in a complete change of mood, before his hands dropped to your hips as he kept up with his thrusting, that steady and deep rhythm you loved best.

“I’m close,” you murmured. But suddenly a panic washed over you. In the heat of the moment, you’d both forgot to put a condom on. You had been off contraception for a few weeks now, it had been messing up your body and whilst they investigated why, they suggested you use other forms of protection to stop you getting pregnant.

“Fuck don’t, you can’t cum inside me. I’m not on anything. My doctor -“ you said, a little panicked but Chase didn’t listen, continuing on with what he was doing. He was roughly slamming inside you, his hand moving to touch your clit as he fucked you relentlessly.

“I can and I will,” he said, holding himself inside you as he felt his cock twitch and all of a sudden, you were shaking with your orgasm too as you pulled him across the line. It was too late. He was spent and so were you.

“Can’t wait til you’re pregnant with my child,” he scoffed, leaning down to give you a rough kiss as he rolled over off you and back to his side of the bed. You blushed, laying there unable to move with everything that had just happened.

That was the best fucking he had ever given you.

“Do you really think we‘ve made a baby?” he asked after a few minutes, his voice much softer now, “Cos you know I’d love nothing more than to make you a mom. And I swear I’d be a good dad.” You just chuckled.

Your soft boyfriend was back.

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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Seashore | Chase Stokes

➛ Warnings: cursing, smut, fingering, nipple play, public

➛ Pairings: Chase Stokes x Female Reader

➛ Summary: In which Chase and Y/N go to the beach together. Y/N and Chase were trying not to bring too much attention to themselves since they didn't tell the world that they were dating yet but, Chase was about to do something that would change everything.

➛ Prompts: "Don't be so rough! You can't leave any marks!" and "I could just pull your bikini bottom to the side, no one will notice." and "If we get caught I'm blaming you."

➛ Author's Note: So, I decided that I wanted to try something similar to how my fics use to look when I first started this new blog so, that's why this fic looks different from the ones I posted recently before it.

You and Chase were setting up on the beach. The two of you had decided to go to the beach together since it was a very hot day today. You both did have to be careful though of the paparazzi spotting the two of you.

The two of you had been dating secretly for a few months now. Your co-stars on Outer Banks didn't even know the two of you were dating. You were planning on telling the public soon but, you wanted to have the first few months to yourselves. You and Chase found a good spot away from the crowd and you both decided to set up there.

After you finished setting up you helped eachother put sunscreen on. As Chase was putting sunscreen on your back, you felt your bikini top start to loosen slowly and you knew exactly what he was up to.

"Chase!" You said with a chuckle and turned around before gently swatting his hand away from the string of your bikini top.

"What? Did something happen?" He asked innocently then chuckled.

"You very well know what happened." You said with a laugh. "You can't wait until later?" You asked.

"Well I might be able to but, you look so fucking sexy in your new bikini." He said.

"I- well thank you." You said with a soft chuckle as you laid down on your towel. Chase laid down beside you, his front facing you and his back facing the crowd. You pulled your sunglasses off your head and put them on your face.

As you were laying there trying to tan, you felt Chase's hand caressing your bare stomach. You didn't think anything of it and continued to lay there still. You then felt his hand slowly trail down your stomach, heading to your core.

You sat up on your elbows and pulled your sunglasses down the bridge of your nose slightly and looked at him.

"What do you think your doing?" You asked with a chuckle.

"Mm.. nothing." He said as he leaned in again began to kiss your neck. He was kissing and sucking on the soft skin making you bite your lip. He then started to gently bite the soft skin on your neck and sucked on the skin a little harder.

"Don't be so rough! You can't leave any marks." You said.

"People are going to find out eventually that we are dating babe, might as well show them what's mine." He said with a smirk. One of his hands trailed up to your chest and he pulled one side of your bikini top to the side, revealing your bare breast.

He rolled your hardened nipple between his index finger and thumb before leaning down and sucking on your hardened bud. You gasped quietly and bit your lip, keeping your moans in. You let your head fall back gently as he did so.

He gently took your bud in his teeth and then gently tugged at your nipple making you gasp and let out a soft, quiet moan. He unlatched his mouth from your nipple and smirked before pulling the other side of your bikini top to the side so now both of your breasts were exposed.

"I- Chase! Do you want everyone to see my tits!" You said, a little nervous that someone would walk over and catch the two of you.

"No one will see us over here, my body is hiding your body from the crowd, it's okay." He said as he began to mess with your bikini bottom.

"I- but Chase.. there is people around." You said.

"It's fine." He said. "I could just pull your bikini bottom to the side, no one will notice." He said and then did exactly what he said he would do. He ran two fingers through your folds and then smirked.

"You're so wet for me already." He said with a devilish smirk.

"If we get caught I'm blaming you." You said with a chuckle. Chase chuckled and shook his head and then began to rub your clit. You gasped and bit your lip, muffling your moans. He continued to rub your clit for a few minutes.

Then with zero warning, he thrusted two fingers into your tight hole. You gasped and accidentally let out a loud moan then quickly covered your mouth. You looked over to the crowd of people to see if they noticed.

Luckily, no one noticed. He thrusted his thick fingers into you as he rubbed your clit with his thumb. You moaned out softly and quietly as he did so. While he was fucking you with his fingers, you began to roll your hips, fucking yourself onto his fingers.

"Mm.. that's it, fuck yourself onto my fingers pretty girl." He whispered in your ear and then gently bit your ear. You bit your lip to muffle your moans and continued to roll your hips against his fingers.

You felt that familiar knot brewing in your stomach and you clenched around his fingers, signaling to him that you were going to cum.

"Mm.. you gonna cum pretty girl?" He asked with a smirk.

"Fuck! Yeah I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out quietly.

"Come on, cum for me." Chase said. With that your eyes rolled back and your legs began to tremble as you came hard on his fingers. He pulled his fingers away from your pussy then sucked your juices off of his fingers.

You giggled and then leaned up to kiss him. Chase smiled and kissed back.

"Hey, we thought we saw you two here- oh my god!" You herd someone say. You and Chase both panicked and he quickly threw a beach blanket over your body. You looked over to see Drew and Rudy both standing there.

Well, I guess your secrets out now.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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drewsephrry · 8 days

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being a pogue moodboard

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year

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John B screwing his ex to get back at Sarah Cameron for hooking up with Topper, in the boat that they arrived back on, John B not realising that it is a Cameron boat so double win.

On my boat?

pairing: john b routledge x fem!reader

summary: see above

warnings: unprotected sex, oral, hair pulling, chocking, language. (18+ content)

a/n: as you read you will notice I felt the need of making reader the dominate one.

John B stormed away from the crowd; JJ tried to keep up but decided to let him go off alone. He knew he needed some time alone; no one would have expected Sarah to hook up with Topper.

John B was hurt, they were meant to be married. It was supposed to be, until death do us part. Apparently not for Sarah, she had different ideas.

His knuckles ached from the punches he threw at Topper; he knew topper didn’t try to fight back. He knew he would have been the one on the floor. He’s thankful that he got a few punches in, it helped with the anger that bubbled in his chest.

But he was half wishing Topper had fought back, he wanted to feel some sort of physical pain. It would be a lot easier to handle then this emotional pain he was going through right now.

“Yo John B”

He turned around to see you crossing the street, dressed in short shorts and a white crop. He could see your nipples through the thin material, usually he wouldn’t look but that’s where his eyes landed tonight.

“Eyes up here buddy” you laughed, crossing your arms over your chest. You had just finished work, walking along the kook side of the island. You worked for some fancy schmancy guy, he paid you well for what you did.

Of all the people you didn’t expect to see John B, you hadn’t seen him since he ended things with you and started dating Sarah. You didn’t have any hard feelings towards him, but you did hate Sarah, of course the kook princess would get the hottest pogue on the island.

You kept in touch with the rest of the pogues but with everything going on you hadn’t heard from them in a while, you also didn’t want to be caught up with the shit they were going through. Already having the cops on your back about the weed they found in the backseat of the car you may or may not have stolen.

“Y/N, what are you doing out so late?” John B questioned; you could already tell he was upset. His hair was dishevelled, and you could only guess the wetness on his cheeks where tears.. “Just finished work, you?”.

“Looking for a boat”

“Ooh sounds like another adventure” you winked; he nodded his head but didn’t say anything. Turning his head to look over at the water, boats littered the area.

“That’s the boat your friends came back on” you point, the huge white boat stranded on the side of the island. Well, you assumed stranded, you weren’t aware it was in fact the cameron’s boat.

“How do you know that?” He questioned, he started walking towards the boat. You stood on the spot unsure whether you follow or leave, but your question is answered when he stops and looks at you. “Seen them hop off it the other day”.

You both walk in silence; he helps you aboard the boat and you both look around. Checking to make sure no one was lurking around, every so often. The street lights gave you little light, you reached under a cabinet and grab a torch, walking away from John B you went down the stairs.

It was a large bedroom, the bed unmade. There were wrappers everywhere and empty cans of beer. You assumed the mess was from the pogues and rolled your eyes. “They made quiet the mess”.

John B’s voice made you jump, turning around to see him standing close to you. “Yeah, might need to teach them what a bin is” You laughed, looking up you were met with his chocolate brown eyes.

His skin had a slight burn to it from the deserted island sun, his hair was golden and messy. You quickly looked away when you noticed his eyes dropping to your lips, taking a few steps away you began to walk around the boat.

Rummaging through draws and cupboards until you came across the hidden liquor, pulling out a bottle of tequila. “Shots?”.

You didn’t wait for an answer and took a swig from the bottle, the liquid burning your throat. But you refused to have a coughing fit in front of John B. You could feel his eyes on you, pushing your arm out he grabbed the bottle.

“So, what’s got you down?” you question, you can see him physically wince at the question. Brining the bottle to his lips again and taking a longer gulp, this time he coughs as he swallows the liquid. “Damn, must be bad”.

Your dumfounded, was this chick stupid? She gets John B and runs back to her Douch bag ex? He looked like a foot compared to him.

“She hooked up with Topper”.

“Well shit” You sigh, grabbing the bottle from John B and take another swig. You walk over to the bed and sit crossed leg in the middle. “I have no words to give you friend”.

You really had no words, well you had words, but they were cruel and no doubt he didn’t want to hear about how Sarah was stupid and that you would gladly take him back.

“I don’t want to talk about it, just want to forget” he says, he joins you on the bed. Sitting crossed legged in front of you, reaching his hand out for the bottle. You pass him the glass and watch as he takes a swig, mentally slapping yourself for thirsting over your ex-boyfriend.

“Alright, well want to tell me about the deserted island?” You ask, he shakes his head though. Looking up to meet your eyes, that’s when you catch onto what he wants.

He’s moving himself from his crossed leg position and you find yourself untangling your legs and letting him crawl between them. “Can I kiss you?”.

“Thought you’d never ask”.

You let his lips touch yours, it’s soft and sweet like how it used to be. You don’t want to be like how it used to be, you know that’s exactly how he is with Sarah. So, you grip him by the shirt and flip the both of you over. Moving your legs to straddle him, you put more urgency into your kiss.

You tongue being the one to gain dominance, he let’s you grind yourself on him. Hands running up the length of your thighs until they sat on your hips, guiding you to dry hump against his board shorts. He was shamefully already hard.

“Shit-t when did you get this feisty” John B groans, you bite down on his lower lip pulling it slightly. Your vixen eyes stare up at him through your lashes, you pressed kisses down his jaw, using the palm of your hand to push the side of his face into the mattress and attacking his neck.

You had gotten rather adventurous in the bedroom since things ended with John B, not that they weren’t fun when you where together but now you dominated, and you made the men beg.

“Can I take this off” You mumbled against his skin, your fingers twisting at the buttons his t-shirt. He gives you a grunt of approval, you tear his shirt off and kiss down his chest. Letting your hands wonder over his toned stomach, flashes of old memories pop up in the back of your mind.

“How far do you want to go John B?” You question, your fingers on the waistband of his shorts. You wanted him to fuck you, wanted him to use you to forget her.

John B sit’s up and for a moment you panic he is going to change his mind, instead he grabs the material of your shirt and rips it over your head. His hands pressed against your spine, pulling you close to him. His mouth enveloping your nipple, tugging, and sucking.

You bite back your moans, not wanting to give him the satisfaction just yet. “I want to be buried deep inside of you” He moans, jutting his up against you. Accidentally letting out a loud whimper, you can feel his lips smirk against your skin.

You push him back down roughly, reaching down between you again and you reach inside his shorts. Wrapping your hand around his length, he sucks in a deep breath presses the palms of his hands into his eyes. You were dripping from his reaction.

You sat to the side of him, pulling his pants down and let him kick them off his ankles. You spread his legs so you could sit between them, holding firmly onto his throbbing cock. He looked down at you, begging you with his chocolate eyes.

“What do you want me to do John B” you purred, you got down to the level of his red tip. Leaving a soft chaste kiss before pulling away, you could see his stomach muscles clenching as he fought the urge to rock his hips up into your face. “Please Y/N”.

“Hmm? What was that?” You questioned, moving your hand softly against his shaft. Giving him just enough friction to edge him on but not enough to stop him from begging. “Y/N, put my cock in your mouth” he demands.

You’re squeezing your thighs together at his bluntness, not used to being told what to do from him. You open your mouth and take him in, you had been working on your deep throating. You were much better then when you had been together. “Holy sh-itt” he gasps, gripping onto the white bed sheets for dear life.

“Hmm” You gurgled around his cock, the vibrations of your mouth sending him into a frenzy. Your nose brushing against his trimmed pubic hair, sliding your hand under you begin to massage his balls, he lets out a strangled moan.

His chest is heaving, and his arms shake as he grips the sheets, you’re watching his face up through your lashes. He finally looks down at you, in that moment you know you have him hooked. He reaches down and grips your hair, rutting his hips up against your face.

You gag slightly from the roughness and your spit begins to drip around his cock, you can feel him twitching inside of your mouth. He is pulling your off him, his cock leaving your mouth with a satisfying ‘pop’. “Sit on my face now”.

You reach down and quickly strip your shorts and panties off, leaving your bare in front of him for the first time in months. “Face down here, ass up here” John B states, he signals for you to do 69. You nod your head and reach over his body, before you can even set yourself up, he reaches around your thighs and bring you down onto his face.

His tongue brushing through your folds, you let out a pornographic moan when the tip of his tongue presses against your bundle of nerves. You weren’t going to let him get his dominance back, instead you pushed your mouth down onto his cock again.

Sucking and swivelling your tongue against him faster than you thought was humanly possible, fingers caressing his balls once more. He licked and sucked like it was his last meal, pushing two of his fingers inside of you. The vibrations from both your moans had you both tipping over the edge and coming, his warm seed hitting the back of your throat. You swallowed quickly as you came down from your high, your juice coated his face.

You were shocked when he licked his lips, something he had not done before. Before you could even think more into that, he was flipping you onto the bed and leaning over you, His lips on your again, fingers laced around your throat, giving you a soft squeeze.

You stared at each other while you kissed, both your tongue battling for dominance. You used all your strength to push on his chest until you were back on top, straddling him once again. “Buckle up big boy” You whispered, giving him a kiss on the chest.

You reach down between you and grasp his cock, looking up at him for approval he grabs your hips and pushes you down instead of giving you an answer. You moan in sync; your nails dig sharply into his stomach. You begin to rock your hips slowly, enticing him with the cushion of your walls.

He reached up to massage your tits that were squeezed together by your arms, your head thrown back as you road him. His fingers where suddenly around your throat and pulling your down to look at him. “Fuck, seriously how are you so good at this” he moans, his eyes boring into yours.

“Practice honey” You purred, moving your hips a bit rougher. Your ass bouncing against his thighs, you reached down and gripped his throat as well. Giving him a harsher squeeze then what he was doing to you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in delight.

Who would have known John B would like to be chocked out you thought, you let out a soft snicker and his eyes pinged open. “You’re the devil” He states, he wraps his arm around your waist and begins to slide the both of you off the bed.

Walking over towards the seat that ran along the windows that had a view of under the water, fishes looking upon your naked sweaty bodies. He pressed you against the glass, pushing in and out of you at an ungodly speed. Biting down on the skin of your neck, pulling your hand away from his chest he puts your arms above your head and presses them against the window. Your chest and his pressing against each other.

“Harder John B, show me how angry you are” You moan, using your hips to grind into him. He drops his head into the crook of your neck and grips your waist, his speed intensifying. The sound of your wet skins filled the room, the boat felt as though it was swaying.

“Come on John B” You were pushing off him now, pushing him towards the end of the bed. He sat up as you sat back down on him, he wrapped him arms around your waist and let you take control, he was so close to coming, he didn’t have the energy to keep fighting.

“Come on baby, show me what you got” You whispered. Gripping his throat for a second time tonight, pressing your lips to his. Tongues and spit exchanging, both your hips moving in sync as you met each other in the middle, your clit rubbing against his stomach each time. “Yeah, just like that” You cried, dropping your head back and holding onto his shoulders.

He watched your skin glisten with sweat, your perfect perky breasts bouncing with each thrust. He was in another world; he couldn’t hold on anymore. “Y/N” he started, but you squeezed around his throat again to shut him up. “I’m gonna c-”

He didn’t get a chance to warn you as you came first, loud, and fast. Walls squeezing and fluttering around him, causing him to let go and cum inside of you. Both of you moaning and crying out in pleasure, your fingers still wrapped around his throat.

When you finally both caught your breaths and vision, you slid off him. “Well shit John B” you laughed, you began gathering up your clothes, searching for your panties. “More like well shit Y/N, your fiesty” he says, he however doesn’t reach for his clothes and watched you intently.

You turn your head to the door when you hear voices and the door rattles, head snapping back to John B who begins to rush around.

“I told you he would be her--” JJ begins, stopping dead in his tracks when he sees the both of you trying to get dressed quickly, eyes giving you a once over before offering you a wave. You give him a quick wave as he ushers everyone back and closes the door.

“In my fucking boat, John B?” You hear Sarah scream; you give him an apologetic smile and make your way to the door. Pulling it open, Sarah’s eyes meet yours and her eyes widen when she realises, he went to you not some random touron.

“Next time, try this in bed, he Loves it” You purred, wrapping your fingers around her delicate throat. You expect her to grab your arm, but she is too shocked to speak.

giving her a wink before walking away from the group, all eyes on you. You get a sudden rush of euphoria knowing you just fucked her boyfriend on her boat.

Part two

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i have a softish fluff idea where your dating john b and kinda the “mom” of the group or something and you’re watching reality tv (i’m on a bravo binge lmao) and they come home from something and he comes straight to you and the he and the rest of the guys (maybe kie too) come wanting to see you so they watch with you and get kinda into it even if they refuse to admit it (idk if that makes sense hahaha)

oh my gosh this is so cute!! john b x mom reader is close 2 my heart it’s just perfect for him.

you’re curled up on the chateau sofa with a quarter full glass of wine in hand, some shitty one john b bought before he left for surfing with the pogues after you decided to sit this one out, but you couldn’t care less right now, too indulged in the show you were watching, the only thing pulling you out of your ‘trance’ was the door of the wooden shack swinging inwards and the small crowd of teenagers parading in, chatter resuming over the tv making you roll your eyes and place your glass down on the coffee table.

your eyes land on john b first and he smiles, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips which you reciprocate with a smile, connecting your lips in a warm kiss. “vomit.” kie comments as she strolls past the sofa into the bedroom, presumably to take a shower, making john b roll his eyes in your direction. jj and pope following not far behind, arguing about something they’d probably forget about in approximately thirty seconds knowing jj’s short attention span.

john b strolls into the kitchen out of side as jj throws himself onto the couch next to you casually, making you raise an eyebrow suspiciously knowing he was up to something, a smirk hinting on your face. he reaches for your wine glass and you slap his hand lightly “hey. mine.” you say pointing a finger at him, playfully but serious knowing jj would’ve downed it in five seconds if you hadn’t stopped him. he nodded and pushed himself up from the beat up sofa defeated, “yes ma’am.”

you sighed and reached for the tv remote, pressing play on your show and settling back into the couch, hearing the banging of plates in the kitchen but taking no notice until pope comes up behind you and leans against the back of the sofa, eyes fixed on your show. “what is this shit?” you look back at him rolling your eyes. “real housewives?” you say like he should know, he nods but doesn’t step away, still watching the show.

you chuckle a little bit continue watching until john b sits down next to you, cold beer in hand and puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you into him leaving a kiss on top of your head making you smile, his eyes fixed on the tv. you giggle at the two boys fixation on the tv when they look at you. “what are you laughing about missy?” john b asks, when you giggle and look at them. “you guys are enjoying this.” pope looks the most offended you’ve maybe ever seen him and john b just raised his hand in defeat. “yeah well, anything for my girl.” you just laugh and nod sarcastically. “yeah. definitely ‘only for your girl.’

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outerbankspov · 2 years

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Trouble in paradise (RC)

Warning: cheating/ smut 18+/ heavy touching. Shower sex/ argument/ getting caught.

It was the way he would look at you at dinner that had you in this position, the way he would watch you take a bite of your food and watch the way your lips wrapped around the fork. It was the way he talked to you, the way he would touch you even with innocence. That all lead you to this very moment. Rafe Cameron’ your cousins boyfriend pinning you against the shower wall as he drills into you. The sounds you where making had you glad that not a single soul was home.

“Fuck. I’ve wanted you for so long.” He wraps one of his hands around your neck and leans in to give you a sloppy kiss. You whimper at the feeling of his dick hitting every possible spot to exist in you.

“You ever thought about me the same way I do? Bet you do, thinking about me while you touch that pretty pussy of yours hm?” Your eyes was shut and didn’t say a word until you felt a deep thrust. “Fuck.” You moan out and open your eyes.

“Answer me pumpkin. You touch yourself at the thought of me?” His voice was so deep and he was out of breath.

“Yes I think about you everyday with my hands between my legs whispering your name like it’s a good damm prayer. God your so sexy. Love you” you mumble the last sentence and he kisses you again but slowly as his movement slows down.

“Shit Y/N say that again.” He looks into your innocent eyes and could come at the sight of the way your looking at him.

“I love you.” Her pouty lips and big doe innocent eyes had him going. He nods and thrust into you hard until your decorating his back with scratches of your finger nails. “Love you Y/N. Fuck can I come in you.”

“Yesyesyesyes” she moans with her pouty lips and he rubbed her clit and she came hard with a cry. Shaking and trembling. Few more thrust and he’s coming deep inside of you. “Shit.” You guys breath for a minute before he lets you down. Feet touching the shower floor with week knees.

“This- this has to go on. Can’t stay away from you or that pussy.” He pushes the wet hair out of your face and away from your neck and kisses your lips. “You really love me?” He ask without pulling away from your kiss. “I do.” You smile and kisses him.

It has been non stop of you and Rafe for the past 3 months, fucking, talking, secret hang out, excuses to hang with one another. Your friends knew you where seeing someone as well as your cousin, she noticed how happy you seem and is happy for you. You just feel so guilty but can help yourself.

“So y/n! Tell me about this boy!” Your cousin breaks the silence as you where eating fruits at her Kitcen counter. You where over for dinner and to spend a night to have a REAL sleepover with your cousin. you told Rafe that this was a real sleepover and that you’ll be with her the whole night but Rafe doesn’t believe you. He knows that by the end of the night while his girlfriend is sound asleep that you’ll either be on your knees or wrapped around him.

“Uh? He’s some guy who I met at the supermarket.” (Liar)

“Oh that’s sound so tv show-is right?” You laugh and nod. “Yes very!” You look over at Rafe and he’s staring at you hard.

“So what’s this boy like Y/N?” Rafe ask and you glare at him.

“Oh now baby stop bullying her, Y/N you don’t need to spill your business out to him.” She leans up and kisses him lips. You exhale deeply and looked at Rafe. When they pull away you smile.

“Go on Y/N/N.” He begins.

“He’s a hot guy, hm?? Sometimes annoying but sweet and the sex is awesome” you smile at the thought.

“That seems like fun!” Your cousin looks down and you remember what Rafe told you. “I haven’t touched her since we made love Y/N.”

“Okay so how about we have some amazing dinner by you Marci”

“Yeah let’s.” She looks up at Rafe and you can feel the tension in the room rising.

“Okay this was so good I’ve never felt so full in my life” you take a sip of water and Rafe smirks at you. “You sure?” He speaks up and you almost chocked on your water.

“Marci he’s bullying me.” You look at her and she smiles lightly.

“Stop bullying her.” She looks at him and stands up. “I’m gonna do the dishes. Excuse me.” She grabs the plates and you stand up.

“Do you need help?” You offer. She looked down.

“Rafe can help! Relax” she blows a kiss at you and looks at Rafe with a stern look.

You sit down and hope for the best. That until you over here them trying to whisper but fail.

“It’s her isn’t it. Is she the reason why you haven’t touched me in 3 months?” She begins to cry.

“She’s the one who you’ve been smiling at your phone for? Not the boys hm?. God how can I be so blind”

“I- I don’t know what your talking about.” He lies.

“Stop lying god Rafe I’m tired of you lying. I see the way you guys look at each other. It’s the way you use to look at me in the very beginning before I even introduced her. God I was so scared for you two to meet, not because of her, because I know you would take one look at her and try to make her yours. She’s always been prettier, people would say how she was the pretty cousin while I’m the ugly one. That until I met you and felt better about myself but I always Knew that it wasn’t real because why would Rafe Cameron like someone like me. But I continued because I loved you. You’ve been screwing my cousin for 3 months Rafe. God I wonder how long you’ve thought about her.”

“Marci I’m so so sorry.” He begins but she cuts him off.

“I’m not done. Now I’m thinking when we use to have sex was it her you thoughts about when your eyes where closed or when I would blow you was it her you imagine sucking you off.”

“Marci no. Listen to me. What he had was real okay and I did loved you, really I really did but I- I’m sorry.”

You walk in and they stop talking. “Marci. I’m sorry, and I know my apology won’t change what happened And I feel sorry for everything. Im really sorry.” You begin to cry.

“Y/n 3 months. You where in my face and having sleep overs and bring good together just for what? To find out your hooking up with my boyfriend.”

“I should’ve told you and I’m sorry. I wanted to I did but I- I didn’t want to lose you or him because… I love you both.”

“Get out. Both of you please I need time.” You both leave and get into your car.

“I can’t leave you.” You mumble to him while your face is leaning on the wheel. “Drive to my house. Let’s just forget about it. I love you so much. So fucking in love with you.”

“I love you.” You kiss him and drove away.

A week later you get a text from your cousin and you run to Rafe, sitting in his lap on the bed you open your message to it saying “I found someone who’s actually gonna love me. Love you cousin. I forgive you” you look at Rafe and he smiles. “I’m glad she’s happy” you put your phone down and pulls him into a kiss. You both are happy.

(Man oh man.)

#outer banks #obx #drew starkey #drew starkey imagine #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x smut #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x you #rafe obx #crazy in love #madelyn cline #chase stokes #rudy pankow #jj maybank #sarah cameron

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kierreras · 1 year

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john b & jj 🤝 not being able to admit why they’re meeting their girls 1.05 | 3.09

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babeydollx · 2 months

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Friends With Benefits | John B Routledge

୨୧ Warnings: cursing, drinking, mentions of smut.

୨୧ Pairings: John B Routledge x Female Reader

୨୧ Summary: In which, John B and Y/N have been best friends since the sandbox days but, after a night of drinks they give into their true feelings for eachother.

୨୧ Word Count: 1.1k words

୨୧ Author's Note: this will be a two part series. Also sorry for the big space at the end, I cannot get rid of it.

You started to get ready for John B’s party. You always loved his parties and would never miss one for the world. John B has been your best friend since the 4th grade. We were inseparable. Wherever one of us went, the other always came along.

You finished getting ready and made sure You looked good then went downstairs. “Y/N. Where are you going?” Your father asked standing by the stairs. “I’m going out.” You said heading for the door. You knew your father wouldn’t let you go if you told him you were going to John B’s. He was a Pouge and you are a Kook. Your father would never approve of that friendship.

“Going out where?” He asked raising a brow. “uhm.. I’m just going to Sarah’s.” You said grabbing your purse and opened the door. “Oh.. okay have fun honey.” Your father said as he walked off into the living room. You nodded and left.

You came to the beach where the Pouges were throwing there party. John B spotted you and ran over and hugged you, then picked you up and spun you. You giggled as he set you back down. “I’m so glad you came Y/n.” He smiled. “I would never miss my best friend’s party.” You chuckled and walked over to JJ, Pope, and Kiara with him. “Aye Y/N! You came, shocked you got passed your old man at this hour.” JJ said sipping his beer.

“Well.. I had to lie that I was with Sarah. I texted her and told her and she said she would cover for me so it’s fine.” You chuckled and sat down with them. JJ was John B’s best friend. He was one of your best friends were. Really.. John B, JJ, Kiara, and Pope were basically your family. You would do anything for any of them.

You got up to get a beer and came back then sat down close to John B. You opened it and sipped your beer as JJ stood up. “Uh.. JB could you come help me with something real quick?” He asked setting his beer down by his spot. “Yeah sure.” John B nodded and got up and they walked off together.

୨୧ John B's POV ୨୧

I walked off with JJ away from the group. I didn’t really know what JJ would need help with, everything for the party was done obviously, we were all good. He took me farther away from the group, far enough where they could not hear us then JJ stopped and turned to face me.

“You seriously have not made a move on Y/N yet?” JJ asked. “I- what do you mean?” I asked tilting my head confused. I did know what he was talking about, I had talked to him about liking Y/n before but, I know she wouldn’t feel the same for me. She’s my best friend, and a Kook. She deserves better than me anyways.

“John B. I know that you like her, you told me, and even if you wouldn’t had told me, it’s obvious dude.” He said crossing his arms. “I just…” I sighed. “What is it man? What’s the problem?” JJ asked. “I don’t want to ruin things between us.” I sighed. “What if she does not feel the same way about me and I tell her, and it screws everything up. She is my best friend JJ.. I don’t want to ruin a good thing.” I said.

“Have you not seen the way y/n looks at you?” He asked. “The way she is always all over you and clingy. She’s totally into you man.” He said. “I don’t think so.. plus realistically you would have more of a chance with her than I would.” I sighed. “I wouldn’t have a chance with her. I know that because I have tried it, trust me y/n is hot, if I had the chance to snatch her up I would.” He said. “Plus she is always all over you man.” He said.

“I mean.. still..” I sighed. “Oh my god.” JJ huffed. “She is into you, it’s easy to tell with the whole ‘Oh my god John B.. I missed you so much’ and 'John B please.. be safe.. be so safe.’” He said then decided to throw in the quote: 'Ugh just give me that John D!’ “I- really JJ?” I asked a little irritated at his last quote. “Well I know she is thinking it.” JJ smirked. I rolled my eyes. I honestly hoped JJ was right about y/n liking me but, she probably doesn’t. I know it. “Let’s just go back.. ok man?” I asked. “Ight..” JJ said.

୨୧ Y/N's POV ୨୧

JJ and John B walked back over to us. John B sat beside me again as usual and JJ sat back beside Kiara. “What was that all about?” You asked looking to John B. “Uhm..” John B said looking to JJ. JJ gave him a looked and mouthed 'say it.’ “Can we talk… in uh.. private?” John B asked. “Uh- yeah sure.” You nodded and got up. You was worried that something was wrong. He seemed… too serious for it to be something light.

John B took your hand and walked off. John B took you to the van and opened the back letting you get in first then he got in after you shutting the door. “So.. what’s up?” You asked sitting down. John B sat down beside you. He studied you for a moment. “What is it JB?” You chuckled but was cut off when he kissed you. You were shocked but kissed him back then pulled away.

“ Uh.. what was that about?” You chuckled a little tilting my head. “I- uh- sorry..” John B mumbled. “I- no it’s ok… I liked it..” You said as you held his hand. “I- you did?” He asked shocked. “Yeah..” You smiled a little and bit your lip. “Well.. I am guessing that it’s obvious that I like you. That’s why.. JJ and I talked in private earlier.. he was trying to convince me to tell you..” He said.

“Really? You like me?” You smiled. “Yeah..” He nodded with a quiet chuckle. “Well you’re in luck because.. I like you too.. a lot.” You giggled quietly. “Really?” He smiled. “Yeah..” You smiled a giggled a little. It went silent for a moment. “Well.. what should we do now?” You asked. “Mmm.. I have a few ideas..” John B smirked as he pulled you onto his lap and kissed you passionately.

୨୧ Author's Note: Thank you for reading, lovies!

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makiwife · 1 year

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joe burrow on obx??!!

Joe Burrow x Reader Instagram au

authors notes: face claim is Madelyn Cline. these are so fun to make lol. ooc?? all pics are from Madelyn Clines Instagram. joes pics are from his Instagram. enjoy!!

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Y/nInstagram thank you instyle for the photoshoot!! I love you.

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madisonbaileybabe: YOU LOOK SO GOOD!!

↳ Y/nInstagram: lover💋

drewstarkey: my sister is that you?

joeyb_9: Sarah Cameron?? arent you supposed to be in pougelandia?

↳ Y/nInstagram: bengals qb?? i thought you weren’t an social media kinda guy?😁

y/n444: marry me pls🙏🙏

jonathandavissofficial: instyle did you good

lahjay10_: ain’t no way burrow commented

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obx: def not a Sarah Cameron dupe

oliviarodrigo: stunna

Ilovey/n: how can someone be so gorgeous

obxfan1: praying we get obx 3

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Y/nInstagram catch us on february 23th🤞

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nfl: any spoilers??

↳ Y/nInstagram: make football an all year-round sport then we can talk.

hichasestokes: OBX 3!!!!

madisonbaileybabe: you ate in that pic

austinnorth55: cover is so sick

sam_hubbard_:will be watching the second it comes out

Obxlover: I NEED IT NOW

Jaira5: need more jaira and jarah

bengals: obx 4?

↳ Y/nInstagram: maybe?? maybe not??

joeyb_9: holy shit it’s happening

↳ Y/nInstagram indeed it is

Zendaya: can’t wait!!

obxfan1: THE GODS HEARD MY PRAYERS

rudeth: WOOOWHOOO

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joeyb_9 football and beaches

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Y/nInstagram: we’ll be in the sand forever🥰

↳ joeyb_9: isn’t that cute

Evan_Mcphearson: YOURE DATING THE ACTRESS THAT PLAYS SARAH CAMERON?!??

Y/nInstagram: yes I’m the football he’s holding

nfl: THE BIGGEST PLOT TWIST EVER???

lahjay10_: are you gonna be in the new szn?

↳ Y/nInstagram: damnit how’d you know🙄

sam_hubbard_: as if people didn’t know from joe’s thirsty ass comments😹

Y/nInstagram: love you joey!!

↳ joeyb_9 love you more baby

bengals: makes obx that more interesting

joeburrowlover: HES DATING Y/N???

teehiggins: way to tell everyone!

haydenrhurst: this is actually crazy

joshallenqb: 🔥🔥

joeyb61: NO WAYY

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Y/nInstagram my second family🥹

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obx: we love you!!

madisonbaileybabe: miss filming w you🥲

↳ Y/nInstagram: we’ll be back😉

joeyb_9: orange looks so good on you

drewstarkey: Sarah and kie best duo??

jonathandavissofficial: hottest cast ever

rudeth: frickin P4L

bengals: repping our iconic orange

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obxforever: HOW IS EVERYONE SO HOTT

nfl: 4️⃣

carlaciagrant: looking so fineee

charles_esten: miss yall

hichasestokes: the pics go crazy

y/nloverr: Y/n and madison best girls

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Y/nInstagram replied to your story: I love you Joey 🥹🥹

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thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoy writing these series.

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Weathering the Storm

masterlist ! pairing: Chase Stokes x reader

SUMMARY : Y/n and chase are dating. But she gets alot of hate from Chase's fans, which he doesn't know about. Eventually chase finds out and comforts y/n and confronts his fans.

The sun was setting as Y/n scrolled through her social media, a mix of excitement and anxiety bubbling within her. She had been dating Chase Stokes for a few months now, and while their relationship was blissful in many ways, there was an undeniable dark cloud looming over her. The comments section of her posts was flooded with hateful messages from Chase's fans.

"Chase deserves better."

"Why is she even with him?"

"She's not good enough for him."

Y/n couldn't escape the negativity, and it was beginning to take a toll on her self-esteem. She hadn't told Chase about the hate she was receiving, not wanting to burden him with the negativity that surrounded their relationship. But as the comments continued to pile up, she couldn't keep it from him any longer.

One evening, after a particularly harsh comment left her feeling defeated, Y/n decided it was time to talk to Chase. She invited him over to her place, her heart pounding as she waited for him to arrive.

When Chase walked through the door, he was met with a forced smile from Y/n. "Hey, babe," he greeted, leaning in for a quick kiss. "How was your day?"

Y/n sighed, a heavy weight on her chest. "Chase, we need to talk."

Concern flickered in his eyes as he took a seat beside her. "What's going on? Is everything okay?"

Y/n hesitated before finally deciding to open up. "I've been getting a lot of hate online, Chase. And it's not just general hate—it's about us."

Chase furrowed his brows in confusion. "What do you mean? Why would anyone hate on us?"

She handed him her phone, displaying the cruel comments that had been flooding her social media accounts. Chase's eyes widened as he read through the hurtful words aimed at Y/n. Anger began to well up in him, but he took a deep breath before speaking.

"I had no idea this was happening, Y/n. I'm so sorry you've been dealing with this alone." He pulled her into a comforting hug. "It's not your fault, and you're definitely not alone now. We'll get through this together."

Y/n felt a sense of relief wash over her as Chase held her close. For the first time, she didn't feel alone in the face of the online hate. Chase, on the other hand, was determined to put an end to the negativity surrounding their relationship.

The next day, he posted a heartfelt message on his social media platforms, addressing the hate directed towards Y/n. "I never thought I'd have to do this, but it's important to address the toxic comments some of you have been leaving about my girlfriend, Y/n," he began.

He continued, "Y/n is an incredible person who brings so much joy and positivity into my life. No one deserves the hate she's been receiving, and it's disheartening to see some of my own fans perpetuating negativity. If you're a true fan, support means supporting not only me but also the people I care about."

Chase's post garnered an overwhelming amount of support, with fans and followers alike condemning the hate and expressing their love for Y/n. Chase's decision to confront the issue head-on brought a newfound strength to their relationship.

Over the following weeks, the negativity began to subside, and Y/n felt a weight lifting off her shoulders. Chase's fans slowly started to embrace their relationship, realizing that their happiness was what truly mattered to their favorite actor.

As they navigated the challenges of fame and online scrutiny, Y/n and Chase grew even closer. Their love proved to be stronger than any hate that could be thrown their way, and together, they faced the world hand in hand, unapologetically in love.

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A Quiet Morning

Chase Stokes x fem!reader

Summary: Chase Stokes looks so cute in the morning - and you thank the stars every single day that you get to wake up next to him.

A/N: So this was meant to be some sleepy Chase in the morning drabble, and it ended up being something much more, so enjoy haha

Warnings: Soft fluffy sleepy Chase that turns into (soft) smut

You yawned and stretched, briefly opening your eyes for a moment, only to slam them shut again as the light flooded the bedroom you and your boyfriend Chase shared. Well technically it was his bedroom, but let’s be honest, you spent more time at his then you ever did at your house, so now this bedroom was yours too.

He’d let you add your own things - a cute indoor plant, a picture of the two of you up on the window ledge and there was even a cute little trinket box for you to leave your jewellery before bed. There were half used candles all over the room - although that was him and not you - and he had even got you your very own drawer.

You silently cursed at yourself for not shutting the blinds before you slept and now the light was streaming through the windows and blinding you. You turned your back to the window, instead facing your boyfriend, who was fast asleep next to you. His breathing was heavy and he was very lightly snoring, something which you found super cute. He was so adorable when he slept; your heart melting at how soft he was all tangled up in the sheets, one leg poking over the covers.

You took a moment to enjoy the sight of him and the way his tanned skin looked in contrast to the stark white bedsheets. His hair was sticking up in all directions, covering his face a little so you reached forward and pushed his hair out of his face for him, softly to make sure he didn’t wake up suddenly. You pressed your lips against your hand and transferred the kiss onto him. He looked so peaceful and you couldn’t quite believe he was really yours. You always knew you deserved a good man, but someone was really out there looking out for you if you managed to bag a man like this.

You so wanted to snuggle up to him and feel his warm body against yours, but you also didn’t want to wake him from his peaceful slumber so you just delicately ran your fingers over his bicep softly hoping he might wake up and then you could get all the cuddles you wanted.

You kept moving your fingers over his arm for a few more minutes, and soon you felt him stir next to you, his eyes slowly opening as the room came into focus.

“Hey sleepy head,” you said, moving closer to him to kiss his chest. The height difference between you two made you melt and the way heat radiated off his body, particularly his chest made you feel so comfy and cosy.

“Good morning beautiful,” he murmured, burying his face into your hair and giving you several head kisses. You mumbled something incoherent into his chest, his strong arms wrapping around you and his hands rubbing up and down your back under the t-shirt (his) you were wearing.

He yawned and stretched his hands up briefly before they resumed their position on your back, holding you close against him. There were a few more sweet forehead kisses before you felt his hands moving around a bit more, exploring you. It was something he loved to do in the morning. He had once, poetically, told you there was always something new about you to explore - and he’d want to explore those things with you for the rest of your life together, however many years you had with each other. He was good with words, you had to admit.

You felt a smile spread on his face, his lips still pressed against your head, as he cheekily grabbed your bum.

“Hey,” you giggled, pretending to wiggle out of his grip but he held you tight. He bowed his head down and planted soft kisses down the side of your face and your cheek, making his way to your jaw.

“I know you love it,” he whispered, his voice so hushed that you could barely hear it. You moved one of your arms to fling it around his neck and pull him closer as his lips travelled down from your jaw to your neck. He immediately found that soft spot, your weak spot - which he had discovered first - and now couldn’t get enough of.

Your bodies were pressed together, your eyes fluttering closed as he kept leaving sweet and attentive kisses on your neck. His hands were now around your waist, pulling you closer into him and your legs all tangled with his as you relaxed into his grip. He was so good at this.

“Chase,” you murmured, half saying it, half moaning it. Your words were briefly paused by him carefully sucking a weak spot on your neck, leaving a mark, “I love you.”

“I love you too baby,” he replied, his lips moving down your neck to your collarbone as he tugged at the oversized t-shirt you were wearing. He moved it to the side so he could kiss your skin there, focusing around your collarbone, another place he had found out was particularly sensitive for you.

He gently moved you so you were lying on your back, exposing more of your collarbone for him to kiss, before repositioning himself so he was hovering over you. He trailed kisses down your body, forced to kiss over the material when the shirt you were wearing got in the way.

“Can I?” he asked, his fingers delicately hovering over the hem of the t-shirt you were wearing.

“Mhm, please,” you said softly, moving your hands to his. You locked fingers with his and both of you squeezed each other’s hands reassuringly before he moved his hands to the hem of the top and pulled it up to just under your breasts, leaving your whole tummy exposed. He knew you were insecure about your body but the way he treated it really made you feel so wonderful about yourself. All the “flaws” you saw were what he found most beautiful and he made sure you knew that.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, letting his lips trail over your skin so delicately. You sighed at the feeling, your hand moving to his hair and running your fingers through it sweetly. He kissed every blemish, every scar, every little mark on your tummy before he kissed a trail down to your thighs, his face hovering over where you needed him most. He loved the way your body would shiver at just the slightest touch of your thighs.

He placed soft kisses there, his lips trailing up and down your thighs gently and softly until you started letting his name spill from your lips. It was only then he decided to kiss up where you needed him most. He used his fingers to push your underwear out of the way and the second his tongue made contact with your core, you lifted your hips up to meet his gentle flicks. The way his tongue moved over your core made you see stars.

He was always so good with his tongue, and your head fell back against the soft pillows as he kept his tongue hovering over your slit. He licked up and down, his movements slow and steady as you tugged on his hair lightly. He pressed kisses on your aching wet core, smiling into the kisses when you lightly pulled on his hair. You scratched your nails against his scalp, a moan falling from your mouth as he flicked his tongue over you delicately. Your mind was so focused on him, his fingers spread over your inner thighs as he used his hands to push - and keep - your thighs apart.

“I love you Chase,” you whispered, “So much.” He just smiled at your words, kissing your clit one last time before moving up your body so your faces were level with one another. You pouted your lips, asking for a kiss and he obliged instantly. You kissed him so passionately, him returning the favour, but tasting yourself on his lips made a switch turn on inside you - and him.

“Please can we - ride me please,” he asked, looking you right in the eyes as he bit his lip. You didn’t answer in words, just nodded and bit your lip too.

Readjusting and stripping off the small amount of clothes you both had on, you both found your new positions and you got comfy on top of your boyfriend, straddling him. Chase’s hands immediately moved to your hips and he gripped them tightly. There was something about his hands on your skin, the size of them, the way his fingers padded along your soft skin and the way he held you so strongly but gentle at the same time.

“Ready when you are,” he told you, moving one of his hands for a moment to stroke himself. He held the base, you lifting your hips up before sinking down on him. You sunk back on him slowly, taking him inch by inch as his hands flew back up to your hips. He grabbed tightly, his fingers digging into you as he moaned out at the sensation of feeling you so tight around him.

“Fuck baby, yes,” he moaned out, bringing his hips up to meet yours, you sinking down on him in a matching pattern. “Feels so good when you do that.”

You rested your hands on his chest, changing the angle as you moved and that’s when he started seeing stars. He groaned out, his cock twitching inside you as you rode him with everything you had. You could feel his hands gripping tighter and his thrusts getting sloppier as he chased his high, it was moments away.

“Are you close?” he asked, one of his hands moving to your clit so he could circle his thumb over the most sensitive spot and help you reach that high too.

“Can’t wait,” you said, rocking your hips down onto him as you felt him paint your walls in his seed. You came too, his fingers still moving on your clit, this time a lot slower. Your heart was thumping out of your chest and your hips were desperately pushing down against his as you rode out your high.

His name fell from your lips, yours following from his mouth as he cursed and moaned out through his release. His hand on your hip released its grip slightly and you let your arms, which were holding you up, slack as you let the afterglow of what happened wash over you.

“Good morning beautiful,” he said, turning his head to kiss your cheek, after your own head had fallen close to his as you came down from that high, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Chase.”

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Day 10 of Kinktober: Late Night Talking with John B

pairing: John B x fem!reader

warning: soft sex tbh, making out, blow job

based on Late Night Talking by Harry Styles 🌷

Y/N’s POV

We’ve been talking for hours about our personal lives and about the kooks, mostly about our personal lives.

“I bet your dad was sweet to everyone.” I said getting comfortable on his bed.

“Yeah, he was.” John B looks down a bit.

“John B, do you still believe what happened to your father?” I question.

“I still believe Y/N/N, Ward Cameron killed him.” I can tell he’s heartbroken about this.

“John, you don’t know if that’s true.” I touch his left cheek.

“I know, I just know he did it.”

I know he’s telling the truth, it’s just that I believe that John B’s dad is still alive but hiding.

“John B, can we talk about something else?” I said.

“Sure, about what?”

“Anything.” I say.

“Well, how about we talk about you.” He gets more comfortable in the bed.

“About me?”

“Yeah, I don’t know, maybe, what’s on your mind?” He gives me a small smile. (a/n: like in the gif :))

“You. Kissing me” I say.

“Are you sure?” He says.

“Yes, I love you John B.” I get closer to him.

“I love you to Y/N.” He smiles.

I give him a little smile and starts to kiss him. He kisses me back, I give him a little smile and starts to kiss him. He kisses me back, I smile, He makes me feel so good and happy and I can’t stop loving him so much.

We take our clothes off and we make out some more. I begin to give him hickeys on his neck and collarbone, he moans and fluffs my hair. I go downwards to his stomach with more hickeys to his penis, I see there’s precum so I lick him. I can hear him gasping so I start to do a blow job on him. He moans, he tugs on my hair, I continue my job. He groans, I continue until I feel his cum in my mouth, I take every bit of him cum in my mouth, I can tell he’s enjoying it by his actions, groaning, tugging my hair, begging for me to blow him more, and how big his cock got.

After me blowing him, I lay on his side and I cuddle with him.

“How was that John B?” I ask.

“That was different from you babe.” He looks at me.

“You want me to do that more often?” I lay my head on his chest.

“Oh hell yeah I want you to, maybe the next time I eat you out.” He smirks.

“Not in front of the Pogues.” I remind him.

“I know baby.”

I giggle. I’ll give him anything he wants if it involves sex.

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junekicks · 10 months

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john b x reader angsty with a crazy ex? ❤️❤️

beaded bellies ♱ john b routledge (ditzy/sunshine reader! she goes by sunny! this is a little more calmed than what the ask says, but hope you like it!)

You were late. That much was obvious. You were supposed to be at The Wreck about 20 minutes ago.

You’d gotten distracted. Like you normally did.

You had passed along a little jewelry cart, all the different colors catching you glazing eye. You had tumbled off your bike a little too dramatically, almost falling, as you jogged the few steps back to the stand.

The lady had been nice, talking to you as you looked a little too long, but came out alive with a soft pastel anklet. The beads looking all too pretty next to one another on the thin silver chain, the clasp was dainty.

You’d never seen John B wear an anklet, you aren’t even particularly sure why it had called your attention—but you got it for him regardless. If he didn’t like it, you’d keep it. (Plus, even if he didn’t like it, he’d never say that to your face. He cared about your feelings a little too much for a teenage boy and whatever.)

You could see the Twinkie the second you biked into the parking lot. The side door open, Kiara sitting at the edge and scrolling through her phone—there was a styrofoam container next to her. Probably fries or chips, from her dad. JJ was at the front of the vehicle, seemingly staring off—his back was facing you. Pope stood at the back tires, hands on his hips as he paced a little. He spotted you first as you tumbled off your bike noisily once more, letting the slightly rusted transportation fall to the tall grass.

Pope gaped. “Took you long enough! We’ve been waiting for, like, ever!” You smiled, cheeks tinted red and hair a little frizzy from the heat of the ride. “I know, I’m sorry! I got distracted again—” Kiara and JJ were now looking at you, attentions called by yours and Pope’s voices. Kie was smiling small, almost a little nervous? JJ looked highly uncomfortable, and JJ was never uncomfortable. You paused, thoughts too big and mouth moving ever too quickly before you could finish one thought for the next. “—Where’s B?”

It was silent for a moment, your three friends looking between themselves. They weren’t telling you something, but it was on the tip of someone’s tongue. Your eyes swam towards JJ, “is he okay? Where is he?” You asked gently, rolling on the balls of you feet a little. You seemed a little oblivious to the uncomfortable blanket on top of your friends.

JJ scratched at his nose and looked at Pope one last time before he finally met your eye. He huffed, hands shoved in his too big pockets. “He’s down at the dock. Got called over.”

Pope winced towards your side and Kiara was seemingly glaring at the blonde. You eased your bottom lip between your teeth. “He got called over?” You asked gently, curious and confused. Why were they cutting corners with you?

JJ frowned a little at you. “You remember Courtney, right? That blonde from the kegs last summer? She was a little close to JB back then—when you guys were just friends?”

“Oh.” You said softly, shoulders sagging a little. Kiara frowned a little, pushing herself up from the Twinkie, quick to aid you—her best friend. “She ordered food and saw him on her way out. She called him over, he kind of couldn’t escape, Sunny. She’s a primadonna, you know how it goes..” They were trying to make you feel better, to assure you, to keep John B at a clear.

Your eyes flickered to her, a soft smile on your lips. “That’s okay.” Of course you knew of Courtney Lovewell, her freaking name was enough for you. She was one of the most popular Pogues, but she wasn’t untouchable. No body was, so you believed.

Your eyes flickered back to JJ, he looked a little less uncomfortable at your calmed reaction. “Is it.. like, okay if I go back there?” You pointed slightly past JJ and towards the dock of the restaurant that was buzzing with clatter and laughter. JJ nodded, small smile on his lips that only ever seem to appear for you—his best friend’s all too kind girlfriend. Even he couldn’t be snarky with you, your nose always too scrunched up to be pushy. “‘Course, Sun.”

You smiled at the three, small and collected. Your arms wrapped around yourself as you passed them. Your nails dug into your arms a little. Courtney Lovewell was pushy and John B wasn’t the best at declaring when he was uncomfortable around girls—too scared to come off as the bad guy, because he wasn’t.

You turned the corner to see the dock, you spotted her in the boat first. She had a couple of her friends in it, they were talking amongst themselves and munching on their order from the restaurant you assumed. Courtney hung off the side, hands planted on the boats edge, sunglasses up in her long blonde hair. She was beaming at John B in her black bikini, skin all too tan. His back facing you, but you could tell just from his shoulders—he was tense. Uncomfortable. It made you frown.

You watched him step back a little, hands shoved into the back pockets of his dark swim shorts. You’d gotten them for him, a whole week paycheck from the surf shop and you’d spent them on swim shorts—that weren’t even for you. John B had called you ridiculous, said he pay you back. You rolled your eyes with blushing cheeks, don’t be silly, it’s a gift. A week later, without you realizing, you had an extra fifteen bucks in your bag.

The boat swayed a little as one girl started it up, clearly a sign for Courtney to shut the hell up and get it going. Courtney seem to glare back at her friend, but said her bye’s to John B, her fingers dragging over his shoulder. You watched him tense a bit more, a soft nod aimed at her. He wasn’t rude.

You leaned against the start of the dock’s railing, chin rested on your tan arm. As John B turned your way you caught his face, scrunched up and uncomfortable as he glared down at his shoes. He sighed a little as he looked up, lips parting as he spotted you. Shocked. A little scared. You sent him a soft smile. “Hi, B.”

The boy bit his lip gently as he looked back at Courtney’s leaving boat. “I didn’t, like,—” He wasn’t sure what he was trying to say? He felt like he’d been caught, even if he hadn’t done anything wrong.

You laughed way too softly and pushed off the railing, skin a little tacky from the heat. “You aren’t in trouble, B.” He seem to deflate at your words as he reached you, he didn’t waste any time with pulling you into a tight grip hug. Your chin hooked over his shoulder, pushing up on your toes as one of his hands cupped the back of your head, the other right against your waist. He squeezed your hip warmly.

You watched Courtney’s boat, the blonde back at the motors glaring at you as she got smaller with distance. You couldn’t help but smile and waved softly at her. The girl rolled her eyes and turned away, just as John B gently pulled away from you. “You’re late,” he mumbled. His fingers skated across your face and pushed back strands of your hair glued to your hot face.

You beamed, suddenly remembering why you’d been late. “I know. M’sorry, I got distracted and bought something for you.”

John B groaned, a hand at the side of your neck gently. “Sunny, how many times do I have to tell you to stop wastin’ your money on me.” You rolled your eyes and twinkled up at him, “hands out and eyes closed, please.” He listened, eyes closed and directed up at the sky, his two hands cupped together for you.

“I don’t know if you’re going to even like it, but I thought it was pretty.” You gently pull the anklet from your back pocket, the silver chain and beads warm in your palm.

You gently placed it in his hands. You tapped the inside of his wrist softly. “Okay, open.” John B’s eyes peeled back and he looked down, a soft smile splitting open on his face as he fingered at the light colored beads. “It’s an anklet,” you mumbled, head tilted to the side a little as you looked up at him. “I think it would look good on you, B. Nice with your tan and what not..”

The boy’s nose scrunched up as he looked at you. “Yeah? You think?” You beamed and leaned towards him, “I do think.”

He smiled, the anklet tight in his closed hand. “It’s fuckin’ perfect, Sunny.” You laughed gently as he leaned forward, pushing his lips into yours. You cupped his face, overly excited. “I knew you’d like it.”

John B hummed, arm slumped over your shoulders suddenly. “Should get you a matching one.” You gasped, cheeks big and bright. “You’d wanna match with me?”

You guys started back towards the Twinkie. John B, obvious. “Duh.”

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rafesthroatbaby · 10 months

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year

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On my boat? p2

Pairings- John B Routledge x fem!reader

Summary- John B comes crawling back.

Warnings- Smut. A lil bit of fluff and angst, but mostly sexual intercourse, hair pulling, scratching, Oral, language. (18+)

A/n- part one incase you missed it

You had kept yourself busy since sleeping with John B, staying away from Tanny hill in case you ran into Sarah. Though you doubted she would do anything, the fight wouldn’t end very well for her.

Your phone had been on silent for the past 15 days, the day after the boat, John B had tried calling you multiple times. But you didn’t want to get involved in the drama, you slept with him to help him get back at Sarah. You hadn’t slept with him hoping he’d want you back.

But apparently that’s exactly what John B wanted, he wanted you. He didn’t want Sarah, he told her it was over.

So when he turned up at your door one night, you were shocked. Your facial expressions portraying exactly that, he gave you his famous grin. “Hey” you stated, guarding yourself behind the door.

“Hey, I’ve been trying to reach you”

“I’ve been busy”

“Well can we talk? About the other night?” He questions, his palm pushes on the door slightly. It nudges against your shoulder but you stay put, not letting him into your house.

“No John B, I don’t think we need to” you state, you start to close the door. His scuffed sneaker blocking it from closing, his eyes beg you to listen to what he has to say.

“Seriously, it’s not going to happen. We broke up John B, you can’t come crawling back because Sarah hooked up with Topper… you got even. It’s done”

He sees the betrayal behind your eyes, he knows he shouldn’t be doing this to you. He had broken your heart once before by moving onto Sarah so soon after the break up, it wasn’t right for him to be trying to get you back.

So he let you close the door this time, you watched him through the peephole hole. He stayed rooted in his spot for a few more minutes before he finally walked away, you hadn’t expected it to be so easy.

A small part of you feeling crushed he didn’t fight harder to get inside, fight harder to tell you why he was coming around.

But you turned around and kept pushing his face to the back of your mind, kept going on with life and pretending you didn’t want him back in your life.

You hadn’t expected any of the pogues to be at the house party of your friend James, you knew they didn’t really have time for drinking and normal lives now that they were involved with the gold.

So when you see John B standing in the corner of the room, talking to Pope and eyes searching the sea of bodies. You couldn’t stop yourself from ducking, zigzagging your way through open gaps until you were outside.

“Great” you mumbled, eyes falling on Sarah Cameron and Topper. Of course, the two of them however ignored you. That was until you felt a hand on your shoulder and suddenly Sarah was staring at you. “Hey”.

You turn your body slightly, John B stares down at you with his boyish grin. His sun kissed skin glowing under the moonlight, you offer him a small smile and let him give you a hug. “Hey John B”.

“Want to get a drink?” He questions, nodding his head over to the messy table in the corner. Far enough away that Sarah couldn’t watch on, you nod your head before you can talk yourself out of leaving the party and follow beside him. “How are you?” You question, small talk was never your forte.

“Sarah and I broke up”

“Oh… I’m sorry”

That’s why he was coming around and wanting to talk to you.

He shrugs, taking a sip from the red solo cup in his hand. You reach across the table and grab the bottle of tequila, the exact same brand you two had been drinking a few weeks ago. “Shots?”

He repeats his actions from last time, grabbing the bottle and taking a swig. You copy but keep your eyes trained on him from the side, his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows harshly.

A small trickle of tequila escapes from your mouth, running down your lip, falling from your chin and landing on your chest.

“Can we go somewhere private” he questions, the tequila is doing the thinking and you're pulling him away from the party. Throwing all warnings out the window, you can feel his friend's eyes on the two of you.

Sarah’s eyes bored holes in your fingers that looped John B’s belt, you pretended not to notice them. Giving him a nudge into the secluded pool house, you don’t bother turning the light on. The fairy lights from outside give you both enough light to see.

“I didn’t fuck you because I wanted to get back together… I fucked you because you deserved to get even” you state, your bodies are close. He’s looking down at you and you can just make out the chocolate brown of his eyes. “So, you wouldn’t be into the idea of getting back together?” He questions, dropping his head a little lower.

Your mouths linger against one another, his hand cups your right cheek. Thumb caressing your chin, pulling slightly to open your mouth for him. “What?” You whisper, chest rising and falling heavier.

“I miss you”

“You miss the idea of me”

“No, I miss you Y/N… I need you, I physically ache without you, my brain won’t stop thinking about you… I can taste your lips, I can feel the warmth of your body”

“Stop John B”

“I can’t… I physically can not Y/N, I’m so sorry for the way things ended. I’m so sorry for bringing you into this mess, I fucked up and I will spend the rest of my life making up for it”

You push up on the balls of your feet and gently press your lips to his, you can feel the thudding of both your heart beats in your ears. You surrender yourself under his touch, his fingers dance up the length of your arm until he’s cupping your face with both hands.

The kiss becomes heated, both your breathing is heavy. Your mouth parted letting his tongue slip inside, his lips are warm and soft against your own. You could feel the soft tickle of his breath on your upper lip.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your chest against his. His hands moving from your cheeks to your waist, he begins walking you backwards.

The back of your knees meet the small bed, pushing you until you lay down completely. His body hovering over your own, you part your legs enough to let him kneel between. “Do you think… you should be rushing back into this?” You stutter, his mouth sucking at your neck has your thoughts all over the place.

You had told yourself you didn’t need him, that you needed to move on from the idea of having John B in your life again. But, here you were. Spread, wet and desperate for him. You couldn’t keep lying to yourself, you wanted him. Not just in a sexual way, you wanted his mind, body and soul.

The feeling of his warm hand on your thigh has you snapping out of your thoughts, you nudge John B on the chest. He pulls away from you, soft chocolate eyes meet yours. “Answer me”

“Sarah and I have been over for a long time… things got too much when we were stranded on that island, we just didn’t know how to end it” John B states, his eyes flickering to the door of the pool room. “Her kissing Topper just helped make it easier to call it quits”.

You nod your head, understanding sometimes you just need something to solidify why you needed to break up. “I totally get that… but do you think us sleeping together is what you need?”.

“I need you Y/N, I needed you the moment I laid eyes on you the other night… I needed you when you left, the past 15 days, I needed you when I turned up to your house, when I saw you duck and run from me.”

Your cheeks flush bright red, embarrassed that he had noticed you hiding from him. Your heart thumping, the sound travelling to your ear drums, you push on his chest and guide him down onto the bed. Straddling his waist, pressing your palms to his abs.

“John B, if we do this… You need to be certain your done with Sarah”

“I am... I promise pretty girl”

You kiss his lips, silencing the both of you. Your body ached for him, grinding your hips against his. He deepens the kiss, running his tongue on your lower lip.

“I could kiss you forever” he mumbles, placing open mouth kisses down your throat. Warning signs went off behind your eyes, telling you this would end badly. But you squeezed them shut to rid the thoughts, you’d deal with the repercussions later.

“Show me how much you need me” You murmur, eyes pleading with his. He gives you a grin and scoops your chin between his palm, enveloping your lips with his.

Pulling you down so you lay on him, holding your waist with his other hand. The hand that held your chin moved to tuck the strands of hair behind your ear only to move them down your neck to hold you in place.

“Need you here” he mumbles against your lips, kissing his way down your neck to your collarbone. “Here”.

His fingers fiddle with the buttons of your dress, exposing your triangle bathing suit. Cleavage exposed, his lips travel down until he’s sucking dark marks on your cleavage. “Here”.

You're mesmerised by his touch, your body tingling with excitement. You watch quietly as he moves the flimsy material of your bathing suit and exposes your breasts. Your nipples hardening from the cool air, his mouth takes them in. Sucking on them until you were grinding your core into his bulge.

“Here”.

“John B, I need you to touch me” you beg, your arousal drenched your panties. Soaking his shorts as you moved your hips against his. “Please”.

“I thought I was showing you how much I needed you” he chuckles, his fingers massaging the swell of your breast. You back arching into his touch. “Show me how much you need me by giving me an orgasm”.

He nods his head, placing his hand on your upper back and one around your bum. Swapping you both around until you sat at the end of the bed, he shoots you a quick look as though to ask for permission.

You grip the waistband of your panties and pull them down your leg, your arousal dripping onto your thighs. “Needy” he whispers, pushing you down onto the bed before you can respond.

He parts your legs wide, staring directly into your core. You clench around nothing, pussy weeping for him to fill you up. “So pretty” he whispers, kissing his way up from your ankles until his breath fanned over your aching core.

Just as you begin to pull yourself up from the bed to hurry him along he brings his fingers to your folds, spreading you so his mouth can swallow your clit.

Your head drops back onto the mattress, back arching at the simple touch. “Fuck” you gasp, clenching your fingers around the material of the bed.

He moves your legs, bending them and pushing them up against your stomach. Opening you wider for him, his tongue slipping into your core, circling his tongue against your walls. “Jesus Christ!” You exclaim, your vision is blurry.

“Just me baby girl” John B chuckles, he’s inserting two fingers inside of you while his tongue laps at your clit. Your body is shaking, pleasure courses through your veins. “I’m gonna cum!” You cry, your walls pulsate around his fingers as he adds a third, angling them up against your g spot.

Your orgasm hits you at full force, knocking the breath out of you. Your legs shake against the bed, eyes squeezed shut as you let the pleasure rock you. “Shit shit shit”.

“That’s how much I need you”

You don’t give yourself time to recover, you're reaching for him. You needed him more than ever, shaky hands fumbling with the string of his shorts. He helps you remove his clothes, his cock swaying proudly.

“I’m going to fuck you now” he states, lining himself up against your hole. Your arms find home around his neck, both of your eyes training on where he eases himself in.

You both exhale, your fingernails scratch at his sun kissed skin. Chewing on your lower lip, he begins to rock his hips against you. His hair tickles your chin, his arms pulling you flush against him.

“You're perfect… I’ve missed you so much”.

“Show me how much… show me by fucking me hard… and fast”.

A switch seems to go off inside his head, he pulls your body away from the bed. Changing the position, your knees meet the mattress. He pushes you down until your cheeks press against the sheets, his hips connect with the swell of your ass.

His heavy balls hitting at your swollen clit with each thrust. The grip he has on your hips is harsh, red marks that are going to bruise. His cock hits deep into you, nudging at your sweet spot.

“Fuck… pretty girl, your magic” he exclaims, his hands run up the length of your back until they grip around the locks of hair, pulling you slightly away from the bed. “Your pussy is the best goddamn pussy I’ve ever had”.

You're clenching around him, his words stirring something inside of you. “Fuck.. John B, harder please!”. He quickened his pace, you try to look behind you but the grip on your hair stops you from doing so.

The sound of your skins meeting in the middle fills the small room, you can hear the bass from the music outside. You only just realise the curtains are open, anyone could walk by right now and see the predicament you were in.

This just has you more aroused, your soaking his thick cock. The wet sound has you arching your back and pushing back into him, your moans are growing louder and a sheen of sweat glistens on both your bodies.

“Shit… babe-”

Your words are cut short as he pulls out of you and repositions you, your legs straddling him. He pulls you down against him, his cock deep inside of you.

His hand presses against your lower stomach as he helps you move against him again, your body bouncing harshly as you chase your high. He can himself deep inside of you, grunts of pleasure leave his lips.

His eyes train on your breasts as they bounce with each thrust, he pulls himself up slightly to capture one between his lips. Sucking and pulling at your nipples, your finger nails dig into his skin.

Hips grinding and circling against him, the familiar tingle spreads from your toes up to the hair on your head. Goosebumps litter your body, arching your back as the wave of pleasure hits you once more and you're coming around his cock, walls sucking him as deep as humanly possible. “Fuck!”

“Oh shit… shit shit shit” John B cries, he grips your hips. His own hips stuttering against yours as he orgasm floods through him, he pulls out of you, his cum coating his lower stomach.

You move to sit next to him, regaining your breath. Your eyes meet his and he moves to kiss your lips.

“I promise to make up for everything, I promise to prove to you everyday why it was a good idea for you to take me back.. I promise to be better” John B states, his hand cups your face. Thumb caressing your cheek, you give him a soft smile.

All you could do was move forward, you can forgive and forget and see where the future takes you both. “Okay, let’s do this”.

You meet in the middle, lips pressed together once again.

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