#crazy jj sex dream

[princessmaybank]

Crazy JJ Sex Dream PT2

Pairings: Gentle!Dom!JJ x Fem!Reader

Warnings: MDNI, Blindfold, teasing, oral (Fem receiving), unprotected p in v, nicknames, creampie, slight Choking, hair pulling, ass slap, etc.

Summary: JJ asks Y/N to tell him about her dream and wants to play a game.

Authors Note: Sorry this took so long, I wanted to make it good for you all!

If you haven't read PT1:

Crazy JJ Sex Dream PT1

"So what's this game, Maybank?" I asked, honestly kinda flustered. This man was so hot and he was on his knees in front of me. Obviously my head was racing with thoughts of everything he could possibly do in that position.

"So you are gonna tell me this dream, but you have to keep your eyes closed for me. At all times. Can you do that for me doll?" He said looking very serious, I only nodded. "Lay on the bed." Obviously I complied. "Alright, here's something to make sure you don't open your eyes. Okay relax and tell me about your dream." He said while he tied a bandana around my eyes.

JJ's POV

Fuck. I'm already hard and she's not even naked yet. I could see that she didn't understand where this was going, but to any dirty minded outsider, it was pretty obvious. "You can start whenever baby, just be very detailed and don't leave anything out. Go very slowly, take your time to think. We aren't in any hurry." I smirked but she had no idea.

"Uhm okay, I'm not sure where to start..this is a little awkward JJ.." I could tell she was nervous. "Don't be scared baby, I am not going to judge you. Pretend like you aren't saying it to me. Pretend you are telling someone else." I rubbed her thigh in a comforting way which made her jump at first. When I didn't remove my hand and began rubbing the inside of her thigh, I noticed that her breath hitched.

"Whenever you're ready." I never stop moving my hand.

"So, we were at the annual back to school bonfire, all the pogues were there and we were all having fun. You and I were dancing and drinking together all night, just enjoying ourselves." She paused to think. "Then it got later into the night and I told you I was cold, so you gave me your jacket to keep me warm." I wasn't wearing a jacket right now, even if I was, it would be a weird thing to start off with. I decided I'd lay next to her with my arms wrapped around her, trying to keep her warm. This clearly fogged her brain for a minute but she started back up with no questions. "Then-" her breath hitched again, I must have some power over her that I never noticed before. "Then what baby?" I asked while caressing her arm. "Then we started to kiss...a lot" I wanted to kiss her, so badly, but I didn't want to pause her story. One little kiss won't hurt. I threw my leg over her hips and hovered her, lowering my face so our lips could meet. She jumped a little but didn't pull away. She enjoyed it as much as I did.

When I pulled away she continued. "You whispered in my ear and asked if I wanted to go back to the chateau with you. When we got back you took me to the guest bedroom and laid me on the bed." She explained. How convenient, we were in the guest bedroom.

"You started to kiss and suck on the sweet spots on my neck." So I did just that. I heard a small whimper escape from her lips. I removed my lips from her neck for a moment "keep going baby, I'm listening." I could tell she also liked that, her hips twitched upwards a little from my comment. "Uhm- at that p-point, you started to take my shorts off." I smirked against her neck. "anything else princess?" I asked, reaching down with one hand unbuttoning and unzipping her pants after reattaching my lips to her sweet spot, sucking until I knew there would be a mark. "Also- m-my pantiesss.." She slurred out. I was making this beautiful girl feel so good.

I did as she said, leaving her bottom half exposed, waiting for my next cue. "You took off my top next, and stood there for a few moments to admire me." She stated, trying to sound more comfortable and confident. Once again I did as she said. Damn this woman was amazing. Breathtaking. Gorgeous. Outstanding. She was just sitting in front of me, exposed and helpless. "Your lips traveled all over my body, you placed small kisses that tickled wherever you wanted to place them." My lips made their way to her pretty titties, placing kisses all over them. I knew she didn't say anything about licking or sucking, but I couldn't control myself. My tongue ran circles around her nipples, tickling, nipping, and sucking when I got the chance. I started kissing down her stomach, heading to the place my lips want to rest most.

"Th-the-then you gave me a heavy and sloppy kiss." Of course I did, why wouldn't I cockblock myself in her dream? My hand found the bulge in my pants and I lightly palmed at myself. I crawled up to give her the kiss that she had described and it caused her to moan. "After that y-you-" She was clamming up. "Tell me baby, no need to be embarrassed, I'm here to make you feel good." I said as I rubbed my hands up and down her hips. "y-you- traveled down and placed your head between my legs." I knew what she meant, but I wanted her to say it, so I sat there, with my head between her legs, staring at her beautiful plump pussy. My hand found my bulge again. She wiggled her hips in my face, you could tell she needed it. I blew on her pussy teasing her even more, she made a sound that clearly said she was annoyed.

"Please Jayj-" She whined. Fuuuck. That turned me on so bad. "Say it pretty girl, what do you need me to do to you?" Her mouth fell open with a moan.

If I would let her take that blindfold off, she would have done it by now. I sat and continued looking back and forth between that beautiful face and her delicate little flower. "You-u ate me out." She sounded slightly embarrassed. She had nothing to worry about. I was going to take good care of her.

I dipped my head between her thighs and began to tease her. I kissed all around but I wouldn't touch any of her sensitive spots. She was going crazy for me, I could tell she just wanted my tongue already.

My tongue met her sensitive bud and flicked back and forth until I felt her back arch. She still had to tell the rest of the story. I was polite enough to remove my mouth from her delicious little pussy so she could continue telling me about her dream. "Tell me more baby, what else was happening?" I asked in a caring tone. This had to be the best day of my life.

"Uh-uhm from what I-I remember, you flipped me into doggystyle-" Before she finished her sentence I wanted to make sure she was ready for me. She was so easy to toss around. Fuck me. I wrapped my arms around her and flipped her onto her hands and knees. She sunk down to her stomach so her ass was in the air. I would be lying if I wasn't thinking about just skipping the rest of this shit to go to town on her, but luckily my horny ass, got what I wanted. "Then you just fucked me the rest of the time." My eyes lit up after she said that. I took my pants and underwear off then lined myself up with her entrance, but something was wrong.

I've been waiting so long for this but I wanted to do it right. "Are you sure you wanna do this Y/N? I don't want to make you do anything you'll regret. I know I should have asked earlier and I'm sor-" "Shut up and fuck me JJ!!!"

Damn that was enough for me. I slipped my dick inside of her, thankfully she was soaked from all this teasing. She whimpered from the sudden pleasure which caused me to tilt my head back and moan. I moved my hips back and forth slightly, causing a little bit of friction but it felt so good. I quickened my pace.

"Fuck you've been such a good girl for me. Telling me all the dirty things you dream of me doing to you. Now you're taking my cock like a good little slut." My hands grabbed onto her ass tightly, it helped me pull her back to meet me with more force. She was feeling good I could tell, she couldn't even respond. My hand left her ass cheek to grab her hair in a makeshift ponytail. I pulled it forcing her to sit up, her back was now against my chest. My other hand found her neck giving it slight pressure. I tilted her head to the side and nipped at her neck. "Who's my good little slut? Who's taking my huge fucking cock?" I ask panting in her ear. "Meee.." She whined out barely above a whisper. "Who's your daddy?" I started fucking her harder. "You are JJ." "Good girl."

I threw her back into doggystyle and continued pounding into her. I gave her ass a good slap which caused a lovely sound to escape her lips. "F-f-fuck JJ I'm almost the-there." "Me too princess, just a little longer."

I flipped her into missionary, I wanted to see the beautiful face she makes when she releases. I reached down and caressed her cheek, after removing her blindfold, never stopping my pace. "Look at me pretty girl. I wanna see those pretty eyes roll back into your head." I was gentle with her now. We had our fun but she means so much to me. I don't want this to be a one time thing, and I want it to be more than this.

"JJ I can't hold it back anymore!" She squirmed and moaned. I plowed into her a few more times to get to my high faster. "Fuck I'm almost there." Just a second longer. "Cum in me JJ.." Oh fuck.

"Okay let go baby.." We both came at the same time. I moved my dick back and forth slowly in her pussy to ease us through our highs.

I slipped my dick out of her and looked at all of my cum leaking out of her, well and her own, but damn, it was hot, I was almost hard again.

I took care of her, I wiped up our mess and got into bed with her. We cuddled for a little while, almost falling asleep. "I loved that dream babygirl, thank you for letting me experience that with you." I kissed her temple. When she didn't respond I looked down and saw that she was sleeping. I held her closer and fell asleep with her. I don't see what was so 'crazy' about that 'sex dream'. Seemed pretty awesome to me.

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[kitscutie]

Hi, I wanted you to make a fanfic about Rafe (obx) in which he dates a pogue, he is very ashamed of her for being poor, I wanted something with a lot of anguish and maybe a happy ending?

favourite crime (rafe cameron x fem!reader)

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: starts with smut, middle is angst, happy ending!

summary: you and rafe are dating but keeping it secret so that his family doesn't stop him from seeing you since you're a pogue. at least that's what he told you.

a/n: requests are open!

word count: 2.7k

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"Fuck baby." Rafe said as he sat below you shirtless, your hips grinding down into his rhythmically. The two of you had been together for four months now. Boyfriend and girlfriend.

You were no longer just his friendly hook up whenever Ward pissed him off or Barry wouldn't give him his fix of coke, you were his.

His hands gripped your waist tightly, knuckles turning white from pleasure even when you were both still clothed from the wait down, well you both had underwear on at least.

"Get these off." He grunted, lifting you up onto your knees as you straddled him to wean your underwear down lour legs and into his pocket. He had a collection at Tanny Hill now. Not for him but as a way of keeping some of you here which was useful since you spent ninety nine percent of your nights here.

"You eager or something?" You joked knowing you were in fact the desperate one. You had been working at the Country Club all day and you could only put up with so many stuck up bitches before a tether within you snapped.

"Mhm, believe whatever you want princess." He mumbled, occupied in pulling his own boxers off. "My desperate girl." He smirked as his hand caressed your face, your own body settling down onto his as your bare skin finally met.

"You gonna get to it, or keep me waiting?" You asked, leaning down to bit the very tip of his thumb in a way that always drove him slightly crazy.

With that he chuckled, eyes darkening as he flipped you over, him now on top of you. Two of his fingers circled you clit slowly, too slowly making you more desperate than you were to begin with.

"Rafe." You whined, hips bucking in an attempt to increase the speed of his digits.

"Patience, pretty girl. I always give you what you want, huh?" You nodded in response, eyes closing as you gripped his hair when he slipped them inside with ease. You were already dripping and needy for him, he knew that. He loved it.

"Mhm, I do. So you're gonna be good for me, alright?" He once again asked, knowing you couldn't respond even if you wanted do though he enjoyed watching you squirm. "Think you've earned this?" He questioned, hand leaving you to pump at himself much quicker than he had touched you.

Your hand reached to pull his own away and towards your face, growing impatient. "Please?" You asked, giving him the eyes you knew no man could resist.

"Okay, baby." He finally gave in, lining himself up at your truly dipping entrance. This was all you had wanted all day and it was finally coming true, no longer just a figment of your day dreams.

You sighed out in both relief and pleasure as he pushed his cock into you. He pinned your hands down above you head with his own, fingers interlocked. It was subtle reassurance that no matter how wrapped up in the moment you both were it was just the two of you together.

"Fuck." He moaned, hips pushing into yours like they did each time you fucked, skilfully and measured. If Rafe was good at one thing, it was sex.

You bit your lip to contain your moans, no one was home and they never were when you came over seeing as your relationship was completely secret until he overcame the fear of what Ward would say.

He despised Pogues, as did Rafe but you slowly came to learn it wasn't the general idea of Pogues it was specific ones like John B and his friends, mostly JJ.

Rafe didn't hate you, he couldn't even if he tried.

"Love having you under me like this, so needy." He teased watching as tears dripped from beneath your eyelashes the harder he fucked into you. "Look so beautiful, my girl."

"I love you so much." You finally spoke though it was whispered and strained. With that Rafe knew you were close and so his skilled fingers once again found your clit drawing tight hard circles into the skin.

"Love you too baby." He grunted as he reached his own climax alongside yours. He kept going, even as he grew tired letting you ride out your high that he knew you needed.

Once it was over and you winced with sensitivity he pulled out slowly, allowing your body to adjust to the empty feeling which made you whimper just as much as being overstimulated.

He flopped onto the bed beside you, pulling you close to your chest even though the two of you were damp with sweat, hair stuck to your skin.

"You're it for me, you know that right?" He said into the silence and darkness as he gently stroked your hair.

"And you me." You responded placing a feather light kiss to his chest, even though he would never ask, that reassurance was like a weight lifted off of his shoulders.

You were his, no matter what.

The next day you left him early with a kiss to his forehead and an 'I love you' whispered into the dark room.

You had to work and though you wished you could spend every second of everyday in that room with that boy you didn't have the money to do so, you never wanted Rafe to feel pressured to support you, especially not when you were still both so young.

You had currently been at the Country Club for almost six hours when a new table came in, one which you recognised all too soon. It was Rafe joined by Kelce and Topper. You weren't sure whether or not they knew about you but you felt safe to assume Rafe wouldn't mind you introducing yourself. They wouldn't tell Ward, not if he didn't want them to.

"Hi!" You smiled, walking over with a pep in your step, happy to see your boyfriend especially after expecting to be separated all day.

"Uh, hello." Chuckled Kelce, never having encountered such a happy and forward worker at the Club. Usually it was full of moody Pogues.

You saw the red growing in Rafe's cheeks and the way his eyes refused to meet your own and yet you assumed innocently that he was simply nervous.

"I'm Y/N, Rafe's-" You cut yourself off, expecting the previously mentioned to finish your sentence though he never did. Simply glaring at you as though you were scum.

"The fuck..." Topper muttered clearly surprised. He wasn't dumb, he knew how that sentence should have ended and he also noticed that Rafe never did finish it.

"You're fucking a Pogue man? She need the money or something?" Kelce added and you felt your heart drop, eyes immediately turning glassy with tears. You were a sensitive girl, you knew that but a comment so harsh was unnecessary and it stung twice as hard when Rafe remained silent.

"I-I'm sorry...what?" You stuttered, though the three stayed silent. "Rafe?" You turned to him hoping for comfort, reassurance, anger at Kelce literally anything but you received nothing, not even a look.

"I'm sorry, what's your name again?" He asked, voice strained with what you assumed to be guilt but it didn't matter what he felt because those very wards felt like a stab to the heart, made even worse as Kelce and Topper laughed, heads flying back.

They praised him and shook his hand, impressed by his ability to be so memorable to one of his 'hookups' yet not even knowing your name back. It must've been common for them.

"Okay then." You said, pulling your apron off as the tears flowed freely. "Fuck you." You spat at the sun-kissed blonde before you walked hastily out of the Country Club, you didn't care about your job in that moment, you only cared that the one person you had ever let hold y our heart had just squished it between his fingers with no regard for you at all.

Your mind flashed through every memory of you together, trying to rationalize why this could have happened, was it you, did you do something wrong, say something wrong?

No, you concluded, this wasn't you. Rafe Cameron could never love and you were foolish to think you would be the one to change him.

Lying in your bed, head buried in one of Rafe's sweatshirts had become your new norm, your knew comfort. You hadn't spoken to him since that day which was only around seventy six hours ago but you had never gone one day without him never mind three.

You heard his car park up outside though he never ventured inside, not until now. He had a spare key and so you expected it at some point though not so soon, you thought he didn't like you, didn't love you, that it was over.

His footsteps echoed throughout the empty house, your parents at work. They matched the rhythm of your heavy heart, it felt hollow now without him there to fill it up, this was your life now, how would you cope?

The door to your room opened slowly, almost hesitantly.

"Hi baby." He whispered as he sat down beside your head, hand reaching out to stroke your head and you knew you shouldn't but you leant into his warm touch, desperate for anything.

"I uh- I'm sorry for the other day, I'm such a dick and I just panicked 'cause I didn't know how the guys would react-" He spoke but you cut him off.

"To you dating a filthy, good for nothing, gold digging Pogue right?" You said coldly and he noted that your voice lacked its usual emotion.

"That's not true," He tried but once again, you wouldn't let him lie.

"No. It is Rafe. It is true and you know it." With that you sat up to face him. Your eyes were red and puffy, your face pale and the mascara from that very day was still streaked all over your cheeks. "I know it." Your voice faltered as the tears began to flow again.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, truly I'm sorry. I know it's not okay, I know I'm stupid and that I hurt you and all I want to do is make you feel better again. I- I um, told them about you, everything from start to end. My family too. Realised I can't hide the biggest thing in my life from them. The best thing in my life." He added and you perked up at this, now intregued.

"What'd they say?" You spoke, voice still quiet from the sadness instilled within you.

"Well, Top and Kelce are sorry though I know that doesn't mean much right now. My family took it better than I thought they would, they want to meet you." He said and it was clear he was filled with relief by their responses.

"And what about you? Do you want me to be with you? To meet them? For everyone to know your with me?" You asked insecurely, hands twisting in the blanket that was over you out of anxiety.

"Fuck." He sighed, ashamed of himself, of the way he had made you feel. He pulled your head gently into his chest, choking up at the tears you released.

"I thought that was it. That we were done and that you had fucked me over yet all I could think about was you. That I loved you and had I hurt you in a way that made you do this. I just wanted you there for me, holding me." You whimpered, the hurt in your chest making it's way up your throat making you sound small and weak.

"Never baby, I meant what I said. You're my forever, my everything I wanna marry you with some big stupid fuckin' ring one day, I just- I was scared of my dad of what he might do it's not you it never was. I love you with everything within me, you're my girl 'till the day I drop dead." He said and you almost felt full again, the words that had once fuelled your nightmares being replaced by his sweet ones, stitching your broken spirit back up.

"You promise?" You asked leaning up to place a kiss on his lips.

"Promise." He replied leaning his forehead against your own.

Rafe Cameron never broke promises, especially not when it came to you.

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[pankowperfection]

Red

Summary: JJ is irresistible in his red hat

Warnings: smut, ring kink, choking, semi public sex, exhibition kink if you squint, 18+

That damn red cap. JJ Maybank always looked effortlessly hot, faded cut off shirt framing the long lines of taut muscle on his arms, giving a small preview of his toned back and chest. Cargo shorts hanging low on his waist, prominent v lines on display when he stretched his arms above his head. They guy already looked like a walking wet dream but today with that red baseball cap turned backwards, blonde hair peaking out of the sides, you couldn’t help but clench your thighs together at the sight of him.

Something about the backwards hat on him screamed trouble and all you wanted to do was drag him to the nearest dark room and let him fuck you silly. You waited for the rest of the pogues to go to bed, eyes darting to JJ every few minutes and letting your mind run wild. How would his calloused fingers feel over your bare skin? Would the contrast of his metal rings send shivers up your spine? What would your name sound like coming from his lips as he rutted into you again and again? By the time he announced he was going outside to smoke before bed your panties were soaked through, unable to wait any longer. “Hey J, mind if I join?” “Not at all y/n.”

Instead of smoking you had other ideas. As soon as the door to the Chateau had closed you turn and grab ahold of his shirt, shoving him down onto the bench behind him. Before he can react you straddle his waist, wrapping your arms behind his neck. “You look so good J, been driving me crazy all day.” Instinctively his hands grip onto your hips, pulling you tighter against the growing tent is his shorts. “Oh really?” He gives you a sexy smirk, blue eyes twinkling with all the ideas of things he could do to you. “You want this?” He grabs your right hand, wrapping it around his cock and letting you feel how hard he is for you. Your eyes threaten to roll from the small moan he lets out, twitching in your palm as you start to stroke him. “Yes J, want you to fuck me.”

He wraps his arms around you and stands, laying you down on the cushions before hovering over your body. “God, you’re so sexy. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” Wasting no time he pulls your shirt upo to reveal your naked breasts, thankful you had chosen not to wear a bra. As his tongue wraps around your nipple, hardened from the cool night breeze, his erection presses against your clit in the perfect way, a loud moan falling from your lips. “Shh baby, gotta be quiet. Don’t want to get caught, do we?”

“Please J. I need you.” He silences you with a kiss, tongue winding into your mouth as his ringed hand trails up your thigh under your skirt. When he feels how wet you are he moans against your lips, fingers teasing around your entrance before gliding up to rub circles over your clit. “What made you this wet cupcake? Never thought you’d come to me for relief.” He continues to tease, sucking dark bruises into the tan skin of your neck as two fingers dive inside of you. “Oh god. It’s the hat J, you look s-so sexy. Please.” Your head falls backwards, muscles tensing as your high races closer. “I’ll remember that,” he whispers by your ear, warm breath making you shiver.

Just as you’re about to fall over the edge he withdraws, a whine falling from your lips but quickly replaced by a moan when you feel his cock teasing your entrance. He slowly slides in, blue eyes locked on your face as your jaw goes slack on a moan, eyes falling shut and lashes fanning across your cheeks. “Open your eyes baby. Want you to watch me fuck you in this hat you love so much.” You force your eyes open, wetness surging at the sight of him resting on his muscular arms, abs rippling as he thrusts in and out of you slowly. “Harder J,” you groan out, nails digging into his skin. “As you wish,” he smirks, wrapping his ringed hand around your throat and pulling your legs up over his shoulders.

He sets a brutal pace, lightly choking you as he pistons in and out hard enough to shake the bench. “Thus what you wanted baby? Wanted me to fuck you senseless where anyone could catch us? See how needy you are for me?” He leans down to kiss you roughly again, teeth chasing as his free hand winds into your hair and tugs hard enough to burn, making you suck in a shaky breath. “Fuck, yes J. Just like that.” Your hands glide to his ass, eagerly forcing him deeper.

“Come on y/n, cum for me.” His left hand finds your clit, rubbing harsh circles as he somehow speeds up. “Oh god,” you moan, back arching as the first wave of your release washes over. Seeing and feeling you fall apart beneath him does JJ in, rhythm faltering as he fills you with his release. He softly strokes the hair out of your face, pulling the hat off his head and placing it in yours. “Red suits you,” he smiles, helping you sit up before passing you the joint he had rolled earlier.

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[kraekat29]

Day One- Country au

Being on a farm wasn’t perfect, in fact it was long hours and almost borderline brutal work.

JJ cursed himself for taking the job, but when Big John offered it to him he couldn’t say no, it gave him money and a place to stay that wasn’t with Luke.

Over the past year Ruby watched her best friend go from the scrawny kid she knew to a buff man that was practically a walking sex dream.

She became shy around him, watching him through the kitchen window as she cooked or baked- that was really all she did, all her father would allow her to do.

Ruby made her way outside with a glass of lemonade, seeing JJ leaning against the fence, shirtless and fanning himself with his hat.

“you look hot” Ruby said then paused, her cheeks turning red from his smirk, “is that so?” JJ asked.

“n-no! I mean y-you just look hot from the sun and I-i figured you might want a drink!” Ruby rushed out, holding out the glass to him.

JJ took the glass, their fingers brushing for a moment before Ruby turned, scurrying back into the house as he watched her with a laugh.

At sunset Ruby was in the kitchen, making dinner for everyone- Big John and John B were still out working on a job so it was only her and JJ.

These were the times Ruby could fantasize the most, imagining JJ was her husband and this was their farm, maybe two kids playing in the yard.

She snapped out of her thoughts as JJ sat down at the table, the two of them sharing a look before she brought his plate over to him.

“so.. how was work..?” Ruby asked, going to head back into kitchen, only for him to catch her around the waist, “ah no, you’re eating” JJ said and set her in the chair next to him.

This was a normal routine, sometimes she wished she could just tell him the way she felt, but she knew her father would fire him immediately.

“penny for your thoughts?” JJ asked and she looked over, “you..” Ruby said quietly and he paused, looking over at her.

“me..?” He questioned and she nodded, “what about me?” He asked, “everything..” She admitted, pushing her food around her plate.

He made her look at him, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers, “you’re on my mind too..” he breathed out before she pulled him into another kiss.

maybe her fantasy wasn’t so crazy after all.

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[blueicequeen19]

Mistakes & Regrets Pt. 2

Warnings: dub-con, unprotected public sex on the beach, angst, cheating

“Look at you. All grown up.” My entire body breaks out in chills at the sound of that voice. The voice I haven’t heard in three years. The one that still haunted every fantasy. Every dream. The voice that always dripped confidence and sarcasm. A voice that had whispered so many dirty things in my ear before I’d fucked everything up.

I slowly turn and face him, anger radiating off him like a furnace. He was drunk. Or high. Or both. Even intoxicated he still looked good.

“What are you doing here?” I ask softly, looking back at the house party way off in the distance. If I was seen talking to him..

“It’s a public beach, Princess. Not everything is Kooks only.” JJ snaps. I couldn’t help but notice that he had grown up too. He was even taller. Fuller. Angrier. Veins bulged on his hands and up his forearms. He must workout regularly.

“I should go.” I try to side step him but he blocks my path, glaring down at me like I’ve just kicked his puppy.

“I hear congratulations are in order.” JJ bites out.

I try to step back but he catches my left wrist and brings it up to his face, eyeballing the large ring. I yank away from him and his eyes follow, shimmering in the moonlight like they were full of tears.

“I guess you got everything your parents wanted for you.” JJ spats, shaking his head as he appears to grow angrier and angrier.

“Was any of it real? With me?” My hand flies up to my chest as my heart splits down the middle. The pained look on his face was enough for my own tears to fall.

“Of course it was.” I breathe. His hands lunge forward, capturing my face in a harsh kiss that hurts my lips while making my toes curl into the sand. I could taste my own tears as he kissed me harder and harder, devouring me. I hear him sniffle as he wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my neck, hugging me. I hugged him back to offer some bit of comfort since I broke his heart.

I look up at the moon, willing my tears to stop flowing. This was too hard. I’d never expected to run into him again. I thought he’d have left this piece of shit town by now. His body shook with silent sobs and my heart broke further. I pulled back to apologize when he captures my lips in another painful kiss. I try to pull away but he tangles his hands in my hair, pushing his tongue into my mouth.

“JJ—.” I duck my head as I fight to catch my breath. His chest was heaving with every breath.

“One more time. Please. I’ll leave you alone. I’ll walk away so you can marry that fucker. Just give it to me one more time. I’m begging you.” He kisses me again. And again. I stumble back on the sand as his hand slips under my dress and cups me hard. I moan. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want this. I wanted him more than anything. It never stopped even after all these years.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.” JJ pushes past my panties and buries two thick fingers inside me. I moan loudly, already on the brink of my climax as he slowly pumps his fingers.

“God, I love you. I love you more than anything.” I choke on a moan as he crouches between my thighs and bunches up my dress before latching his mouth onto my clit. I bite my lip to keep from screaming.

“You’ve made me crazy for five years. Five fucking years and now you’re marrying Rafe fucking Cameron.”

“Punish me for it. Make me regret it.” I sob, yanking him up by his shirt just as he frees himself from his shorts. He slams in hard, digging his knees into the sand as he fucks me savagely. A hand clamps down over my mouth to muffle my screams.

His full body weight is on top of me while he grunts against the back of his hand. I could see the lines of tears left on his cheeks just before my eyes roll back as I cum for the first time in years. JJ growls as I feel myself clench harder.

Even my pussy didn’t want to let him go.

“Fuck, I’m not pulling out. I’m not.” JJ shudders as he releases, hips jerking hard until he finally stills and collapses on top of me. I felt like I was floating. Until my brain starts to catch back up to my body.

Everything starts to come back to me and I push him off, frantically jumping to my feet. I was covered in sand. My hair was a mess. Where were my panties? JJ lays on his back, smiling up at the night sky without even tucking his dick away.

“Where are my panties?” I hiss, nudging his leg with my foot as I try to smooth my hair back down. I needed to leave. If someone saw me there’s no excuse in the world to hide that fact that I looked like I’d just been fucked.

“What panties?” He asks innocently. I kick him again and he chuckles. I could feel his cum running down my legs. I needed to leave. Right now.

“I swear to god JJ. Give them pack! Your cum is leaking out of me.” JJ’s smile widens as he finally sits up, trying to snag the bottom of my dress but I back away. The smile falls as he meets my eyes with a coldness I’d witnessed one other time.

“Then you better go get cleaned up before your fiancé finds out.” I scoff at him as he gets to his feet, finally tucking himself away as he towers over me.

“Would you rather I clean you up with my tongue?” I shove him in the chest as anxiety and anger choke me.

“What is the matter with you? You love me? You’ve had five years to say that to me.” I hiss, trying not to draw attention to us. It was dark but anyone could be out here, same as we were.

“It wouldn’t have mattered. You avoided me until that day in my truck. It became just about the sex for you and I was okay with that until you said you were going to give Rafe a chance to make your parents happy.” JJ spats in disgust.

“You don’t get it. You’ll never get it.” I try to stomp off but he yanks me backwards, almost knocking us both down.

“I don’t need parents to please. The only one I should worry about making happy is myself and my woman. And my woman was you.” A sob wracks my chest and my jaw tightens as I fight back a wail. I wanted to scream. Why was this happening to me? JJ lowers his face close to mine, watching my tears stream on my cheeks.

“Truth hurts doesn’t it? I would’ve given you everything. Maybe not some fancy house or a loaded back account but you would’ve been happy. You’d have my name and my kids. And me.”

“Rafe wants kids.” I blurt. I don’t know why I say it but I instantly regret it. I thought his anger was painful but the pained expression cut me ten times worse. “I’m sorry, JJ.”

“No, of course. That’s what happens when you get married. Will he still marry you though when he finds out what you just did with me? Does Rafe Cameron draw the line at cheating but not drugs?” I stagger back, my eyes wide as I look at him.

“You’re blackmailing me? For what? You think I’d run away with you? You have nothing to offer me! Love isn’t enough!” I bury my face in my hands as the tears keep flowing. I feel him come closer but I couldn’t stand the thought of him touching me. I’d melt if he did. If he took me away from here, I’d let him.

“I hope it hurts when you say ‘I do’ to a man you don’t love.” Then he turns and walks away, taking the last piece of my heart with him.

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[thecameronchronicles]

Whatever It Takes

TW: smut. Rough sex. Degrading Language. Language. Dark JJ-you’ve been warned 😉 

SUMMARY: You are his obsession. Even more so since you started showing interest in a specific Cameron sibling. He won't let you make the mistake of being with anyone else but him...no matter what it takes... 

WORD COUNT: 3100

Whatever it Takes 

Reckless abandon wrapped behind features far too enticing for the majority of the female population to reject. Tourons, Kooks, and pogues alike, he managed to use his charm to have them on their back and screaming his name in a matter of minutes. But every time the sweat dried and the regret set in, he was left with that familiar emptiness of what he really wanted. 

You. 

He had always wanted you. But you never took it seriously as he flirted with absolutely everyone-including Pope. Of course, this was harmless, but enough for you to understand that it wasn't personal. It wasn't as if he dreamed of you or desired you over everyone else that it made him crazy. Or that he pleasured himself when he was alone at the thought of you or pictured being between your legs when it was some random girl he planned on never seeing again. 

Only...he did. 

The ways he could once distract himself; joints, random hookups, and even veiled humor and banter was no longer enough. No matter how beautiful the girl or how intense the high, he wanted more. He needed it. 

But you were oblivious to this as these changes were only known to him. Of course, his eyes would linger a bit longer than what would be deemed appropriate for remaining just friends, but again, you believed it was his coquettish existence rearing its head again. Because of this, you allowed yourself to find your own entertainment in Rafe Cameron. He was handsome and every bit of fun you were seeking on this night. But you never held an intention of anything but maybe a dance, maybe even a kiss if you were bored. But you were very unaware that tonight, someone else had intentions of his own. 

"Come on! You can't be done already!" Rafe teased, your hand collecting your stomach to the horrible cocktail constructed by Kelce that had you immediately nauseated. 

"That's grotesque!" You laughed, struggling to catch your breath as you reached for some water to silence the burn. 

"Just because you can't handle it-" Kelce began to defend his lack of bartending skills as you couldn't help but notice a specific set of preying blue eyes targeting you. If not for the motion of those passing before him, you may have kept your focus on the conversation ahead of you. But the way he stilled, somewhere between pensive and pissed, you were forced to make note of him. You had seen him in every emotion; destroyed after interactions with his father, blissfully happy wrapped around a bonfire with the other pogues, even in pleasure after walking in on him with another girl bent before him in her attempts to tame his lust. But this was the first for what could only be described as disgust. 

"Hey...there's some of us going down to the beach for a late night swim...you should come...I'd love to see you there...all of you..." Rafe hinted, driving your attention back to him. But from your peripheral vision, you caught JJ shaking his head in furthering disgust before walking off with a scoff. Not wishing to instigate whatever seemed to affect him, you were led to the beach as promised, slipping out of your summer dress, and making your way towards the water, now joined by Sarah and a few mutual friends. 

Somewhere between splashing one another and commenting how the guys were a glutton for your new suit and confidence, the sudden sound of chanting led your focus to a collective of your peers. Taking hold of your dress and setting it back over your wet suit, you pushed through the crowd before finding Rafe on his back and JJ over him in a straddle. A single line of blood dripped down his perfectly full lips, a matching crimson on the curve of his knuckles that lifted to imprint against Rafe, before he withdrew a pistol from his waistband. Immediately, the crowd dispersed as Rafe froze, JJ's inner demons raging a war between making him a murderer or a martyr, all dependent on pulling that trigger. 

"JJ..." Your voice was small yet loud enough to be heard over the waves coming to a crash at your side. But still, you were ignored. 

"Fuckin' psycho-" Rafe raged, managing to get away from JJ, who was somehow affected by your words enough to release him. But where the kook prince disbanded along with the group, you moved to JJ, seeing some form of darkness you only wished to amend. Where others were frightened of JJ, you'd never known him to be aggressive unless provoked. But more than that, you knew he'd never hurt you... 

"JJ-" You called, reaching to console whatever angered him, despite some sense of you being annoyed, only to feel him shudder away from you. But between the toxic masculinity of his gaze throughout the night and Rafe's abandonment, you followed in suit of JJ in hopes of getting an answer to his recent behavior. 

"Care to explain why you are pulling guns on people now?" You questioned, the very sound of your voice forcing him to clench his fingers into fists to keep from yelling at you. 

"You can at least look at me-" You spoke in exhaustion, a winded breath making your words come out half-assed as he finally turned to you, coming to the back of the porch of this specific house in which the party was thrown. 

"I thought you were better than this! But Rafe? Who's next? Top? Kelce? Ward?!" You glared at his accusation. "I mean are you that fucking desperate that the first guy who shows you attention, you just give it to him?!" He was now completely unhinged, spitting between words, the usual cool blue of his eyes darkening to what would be present in the midst of a storm; gray, even black. 

"Why do you care?" To this, he scoffed. 

"Are you THAT fucking stupid?!" Your eyes sharpened even more. "I've tried to get you out of my head, okay? I've tried staying high and burying myself in anyone else but you...and every goddamn time, it's YOU-'' You were taken back by his words, completely unaware of this until now. He took a step closer with your silence, your body tightening to his continuation. 

"I've been patient with every other asshole you've brought around, even shook hands with a few of 'em..." 

"But...we're friends..." You validated, this specific word only managing to anger him further. He began to bob his head as if showcasing some sense of understanding, and yet, denying it in majority. 

"Being friends with someone doesn't make you feel like this-" He lifted the gun to his chest. Immediately, you reached for him to pull it elsewhere, but only giving him an excuse to pull you closer. Your back came to rest on one of the beams making up the porch as your eyes fell to the gun between you. 

"I've been patient. I've been charming-shit, I've been supportive...But you walk around with those damn doe eyes and curves...that smart mouth and mix of innocence and desperation-" 

"I-" You tried to speak but he brought the gun between your breasts, the cold exterior chilling your skin as his words contrasted in temperament. 

"I'm done being nice..." To this, your eyes widened as he took his fingers to your waist, turning you against the banister that overlooked the water at least half a mile beyond the break between beach and this specific tip of suburbia. 

"JJ-" 

"I love how you say my name..." He ignored the plea behind your voice before taking your skirt high enough to reveal your butt. Teasing the fabric of your suit, still saturated from your swim, he snapped it in playfulness before taking a sudden slap to your ass. 

"I've wanted this for so long...but I want it to be a specific way-" 

"We need to talk about this-'' He suddenly turned you to face him, sandwiching you between the railing and him, his erection prominent against you as you blushed at the thought of how all of this excited him. 

"I'm done talking. Unless you are begging me, I don't want to hear your fucking voice-" 

"J-" He was abrupt in taking your hair within his grip, gun now set against your cheek. Doing so as if more of a reminder than a threat. 

"I don't care if you hate me after this...I need this-I'm not waiting anymore-" Before you could object, his fingers managed to bypass the part of your skirt, his fingers on a loop of purposeful circles to your clit. 

"Shit...You're so fucking wet, sweetheart..." Your eyes nearly rolled to the sweetness of his words as an opponent to his harsh motions. A portion of the tender boy you knew was quickly squandered by the release of your moans. 

"What would they think about this Kook pussy getting fingered by a dirty Pogue, huh? Better yet...what would they say to how you're clenching around me-how much you love it-you need it…" He patronized as your hand wrapped around his wrist to his motions now twisting violently-painful even. 

"What would Rafe think of it?" He laughed, palm now motioning over your clit as he set two fingers inside of you. 

"Does he know how tight you are? Or you saving it all for me?" You found it difficult to breathe let alone speak as he quickened these pumps. 

"Answer me!" He grunted. 

"You!" He nodded, cocking his jaw, before edging you to the convulsions of an orgasm prepared only to withdraw with a moan. 

"Knees. Now." You hesitated, eyes coming to the guests just around the corner or just beyond the door at your side. 

"Anyone tries to stop us, I'll take care of them, make ‘em think twice about it-" He validated, almost sweetly, before sharpening against you once again. 

"Now-knees." He demanded as you hesitated before he took you by your hair, gun cold against your hip, but still not to threaten. 

"You're gonna stuff that smart little mouth with my cock until you're crying over it...and if I've had enough, I might let you cum...Now I'm not gonna ask again-" You swallowed hard, ignoring the reasons pulling at you from within to scream for help or run away into the night, before you moved to your knees and tried for his belt. 

Your fingers began to fumble in nervousness as he pressed his palms to the railing at his back, shielding you from the moonlight but not enough to keep your eyes from finding his in a mix of excitement and anxiety. 

"Be a good girl little whore on your knees and I'll make you cum like the slut you are-" The harsh words only excited you further, hidden kinks nursed by him, as you removed him from his confines and took him within your kiss. 

"Fuck-" He breathed, a million nights having imagined brought to fruition-and still excelling expectations. Your lips swollen from sucking wrapped around his impressive cock, your tongue taking stock of the veins at attention to your motions, and your hand made into corkscrewed twists for what you couldn't fit beyond your reflex, all acted on his desire. 

"More." He pushed, his hand wrapping your hair high above your neck and using you as more of a release than a partner. Your tongue fell loose beneath his shaft as you allowed him to abuse your tight throat, hoping it would be enough to gain his favor and therefore a release of your own. 

"That's it-That’s it princess...oh shit..." He began to buckle faster, denying you breath before needing to observe you. The way your tears collected the moonlight, the way you were so submissive against your usual rebellion, even the allowance of your hair pulled at his will was enough to draw his lips to approval. 

"You don't get to make me cum that way...You're gonna take me-Stand up-" He spoke quickly, taking you to the lounge chair only a few meters away, before taking your dress over your head. Before you could regain a proper breath, you felt his fingers try for the bottoms of your suit. 

"Can we go somewhere else? Maybe the chateau?" You inquired as he only leaves over you. 

"I'm not waiting another second to feel this fucking pussy. Now shut up and take me..." He ordered, dismantling your suit by pulling the knots made by you an hour earlier before pulling his own shorts beyond his waist. With one hand at the back of your neck, elbows used to support himself, the other took hold of his cock as he took no time to penetrate into you without warning. 

"JJ!" You cried, his cruel girth and length sending pain, quickly amended by his thrusts driving you into the crimson fabric of the cushions behind you. 

"That's right baby girl, tell everyone who's fucking you this good-" You blushed at the idea as he tightened his grip. 

"So fucking good for me...taking me so deep..." He groaned, breath hot to your ear. 

"Feels so good-" You managed to utter without correction or disapproval as he scoffed. 

"Fucking right, it does..." To this, he devoted his dominant thumb to your clit, familiar circles returning you to that pleasure unexpected but made a necessity by him. 

"You are so fucking desperste for me, you little slut...Clenching around me like my cock's giving you life-" 

"Please don't stop! Oh my God! I'm gonna-" Suddenly he chuckled, denying you the release before pulling back from you. 

"JJ?!" 

"I'm not convinced you deserve it. Throwing yourself at everyone all summer just to get my attention-" He took your hand to his cock. 

"Always in pain thinking of you...always let down when it isn't you..." You moved to take him in your mouth again, but he stopped you. 

"I want your hands." You obliged quickly, working his shaft on the glory of this exposure. The moonlight allowed for the perfect illumination to witness the precum upon the tip of his cock, lubricating him perfectly as he began to rise against your palm. But where you believed he was too lost in lust to notice his loss of dominance, you were taken by the back of your neck. 

"Beg me for it." 

"Please-" You obeyed, sweetening your tone with the sultry cadence you hoped would put him over the edge. 

"Again-" 

"Please JJ-" 

"What do you want?" 

"You! Please! I want you inside of me-" Compromising for the lack of vulgarity from your lips that he more than made up for, you were now presented before him on all fours and knees, the poor lounge chair creaking in support. 

"You gonna let me finish inside you?" 

"Yes! God, just fuck me, JJ!" He smiled wildly, bottoming out within the first thrust as you moved in pure reaction. A hiss from behind and a smack to your ass informing you how he detested this. 

"I move- you take it, understand?" You nodded, your apology interrupted by his ungodly pace as he held you enough to leave what would be lines as evidence for at least a few days. 

"Good fucking girl...fucking whore-but MY fuckig whore, right?" You nodded. "SAY IT!" 

"YOUR WHORE!" You cried. 

"JJ! I'm gonna-" 

"Good. I wanna feel you clench around me. Go ahead-cum-CUM!" He commanded, your body finding its release as you only now felt him connect his touch to your clit, now pulsating with thay fresh release. 

"JJ!" You squealed, overstimulation present with the intention to do so. 

"I've had to wait a long fucking time for this...You're gonna take what I give and be fucking grateful. Now stop whining-" He pulled you by your hair, reaching around to your breast to fondle where he could reach, before lifting you against him to kiss you. Leaving your breathing even more erratic by this, he layered his fingers to your neck to speak into your ear. 

"Gonna let me cum in this tight little pussy? Yeah, princess?" You nodded, a second orgasm of your own keeping you silent as he growled in approval. 

"You want it?" You nodded ferociously, needing the mixture of pleasure and pain to stop but also too high on his fulfillment of you to cease it. You would take everything he gave and still ask for more. 

"Tell me." 

"I want you to cum-" 

"For you?" 

"For me! Cum for me JJ please! Use me to make yourself cum!" To this, his eyes flickered with a mischief you only noticed as he turned you to face him. 

"That's YOUR job for ME-" He would now force you to stand, only for a second, before bringing you into a straddle. 

"You're gonna work me until I've had enough, got it?" You nodded, beginning to bob over him as he pulled the string holding your modesty in cover, and releasing your breasts to him. Both hands greedily made note of your breasts, kneading your nipples and rising to nibble the newly erect pebbles, as this motivated you to take him faster and deeper. 

"Please JJ! Please cum for me!" 

"Make me..." He taunted, mouth half full of your breast, as the vibration brought you to arch backwards. Rising to meet your hips, he now held one arm around your back to control you and the depth in which he took you, before leading himself up to you in rooted thrusts. 

"Fuck! Princess, I'm gonna cum-" 

"Yes, JJ! Please! Need you to cum-" 

"Yeah! Yes yes! Fucking shit!" He expressed, your body working overtime to deliver the same release he offered you. 

"Look in my eyes." He ordered, hand on the back of your neck. "I want you to remember this when you think about being with anyone else. Nobody will make you feel like this. Nobody will fuck you like this. And nobody will make you cum like this-" His thumb returned to your clit, aggressive but pleasurable beyond the stimulation well abused. 

"Cum with me-Right now-Rught FUCKING now!" To this, you found yet another orgasm, this time, pulling the one from him as well. The extent of his climax, warm in validation inside of you, sent you to try and part, only to feel him dig his fingers into your hips to keep you in place. 

"JJ-" 

"We’re just getting started, princess..."

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[impala-dreamer]

had a dream that I was visiting the Ackles home and Jensen and I were trying to get a moment alone just to hang out and talk... Daneel was very sweet and very hectic like a busy mom. JJ and I hung out a lot, crafting things and I was teaching her some guitar stuff. The twins weren't there and they had another baby boy they adopted from Vietnam... then there was like a birthday party and SO many kids and I was like this is crazy. Also, I couldn't take a shower bc the guest bathroom was being redone? Anyway, Jensen and I never got a chance to hang out bc something always came up.

Then I woke up, went back to sleep, and had a sex dream about Rhett banging me on the GMM desk... while Link watched... um...

I need more sleep. Or less, I'm not sure.

#dreams

[quillsandtypos]

The Edge in Revenge

Words: 3k

Warnings: smut, degradation, female oral receiving, sexual edging, and underage drinking mentioned (NO SEASON 2 SPOILERS, I just started watching season one but I needed to get this out of my head)

Pairings: JJ Maybanks x fem!reader

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JJ really shouldn’t have been the one to underestimate what you were capable of doing in the name of revenge. He’d been fucking with you all day. It had started that morning, you were alone in his kitchen as the other Pogue’s were still asleep. He had you pinned up against the wall lightly sucking on the side of your neck. As he trailed down to your collarbone he suddenly pulled away. You furrowed your brows at him but he just winked and smirked before he walked away; leaving you wet and confused.

Then later after lunch he managed to get you alone before you and the other pogue’s went out on the water. You were still inside grabbing the cooler, as everyone else was already on the boat. He snuck up behind you unbeknownst to you. You felt his hot breath on his ear. “You need help with that princess?” he asked cockily. You felt his warm cock press against the back of your ass, and his hand was at the small of your back.

“Oh definitely,” you responded eagerly. You turned to him as he easily pulled you in with one arm around your back, and the other at the back of your neck. Your lips interlocked, and you hungrily kissed him back, almost begging for more. But just as the time before, he quickly pulled back. Grabbing the cooler from behind you and heading out the door. With a ‘thanks!’ and a barely contained giggle. Oh he was a dead man, you decided right then that revenge was most definitely an order.

So you came up with the perfect scheme. If he wanted to play that game, then he would quickly learn who he was quite literally playing with.

“Ki,” you said. You quickly pulled her away from the boys. “I need a favor, I need you to get JB and Pope away from JJ.”

“Do I even want to know?” she laughed.

“It’s in the name of revenge,” you offered hopefully. She let out a long fake sigh.

“Hmm, let me think,” she took a long pause.

She cracked a smile. “I’m just kidding, you should’ve started with the revenge part.”

“Yes! Thank you,” you said, hugging her tightly.

“Come on JB, we’re gonna go help Pope with whatever he’s doing in the kitchen,” she said, pulling him along.

“What? Oh, okay,” John agreed confusedly as he awkwardly followed her.

And so then there were two. You casually flopped yourself down on JJ’s lap, who seemed slightly startled at first, but then just wrapped his arms around your waist. As much as it was a sweet gesture, you didn’t sit there to be sweet, so you needed to ruin the moment. Lightly, you rolled your hips back so you went right across his dick, and then rolled forward, making sure to move slowly but applying a small amount of your body weight as pressure. You weren’t certain he was giving you a look that could kill, but you didn’t bother looking. But what you did do was speed up a little bit until you felt his dick grow hard.

Smiling a smug grin you moved to get off of him. But his arms helds you there. He swiftly pulled you down onto his chest so your right ear was directly next to his mouth. “When we are alone next, I’m gonna fuck you till you’re screaming,” he whispered lowly.

You adjusted your head so you could see his face. “As if you could ever have that effect on me,” you smirked.

“Care to up the stakes then? Or are you too chicken?” His eyes gleamed, and at the same time so did your’s.

“Name your price,” you said confidently.

“If I can get you to beg, then you owe me a six pack of beers.”

“That’s it?” you asked, surprised.

He raised his eyebrows, “Fine, a six pack of beers, and you have to go skinny dipping with me next Friday night.”

“But I have to work next Friday,” you suddenly remembered.

“What? Not feelin so cocky now princess? Afraid you’ll lose?” he taunted.

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Of course not. So what do I get if I can make you beg?” You poked him in the chest for emphasis.

“Alright, if you win, then you get me as your personal boat driver, or person who gets you things, or whatever,” he offered.

“You sure that’s quite a high bargain JJ?” you now taunted back.

“Yeah, I’m not worried,” he replied cockily. He offered you his hand to shake and you took it.

“Prepare to be my personal maid,” you said.

“You better prepare to beg,” he countered.

You moved off of him just as your friends came out of the kitchen. “You guys wanna come with, we’re going for a night swim?” Johnny B offered.

“Nah, we might be out later though,” JJ answered before you could.

“Suit yourselves,” Pope shrugged. Kiera sent you a wink before also heading out the door with them.

JJ and you practically booked it to his room as soon as they shut the door. You quickly grabbed a condom from his drawer where you knew them to be by memory. You turned to throw him the condom to see that he was already on his bed with his shirt off. Every piece of your body was drawn to his chest and the way his back muscles looked in the low light, but you weren’t going to let him know that. So you deflected.

“Someone’s eager,” you commented.

“I-” JJ started to defend himself but the comment got stuck in his throat as he watched your movements. You began slipping your shirt off to reveal a black bra that was sheer, and lacy around the straps and underwire area. It pushed your boobs up nicely and accentuated your cleavage perfectly. JJ was a mess.

“This is so not fair,” he groaned, his jaw practically on the floor.

You knew the effect the lingerie would have on him, which is exactly why you picked it. “What? You too chicken J?” you said, using his taunt from earlier.

Your words made him recover quickly. “No, of course not,” he scoffed.

“That's what I thought you’d say,” you smirked. Now you let your jean shorts fall to the floor, so you were able to show your black thong, which was not as fancy looking, but you knew it would practically make JJ lose it.

You were right, he looked like you had placed him under a spell. When he finally snapped out of it, he pointed next to him. “Bed princess. Now.”

He was almost making this too easy. “I don’t know about that. How about please?”

JJ nearly opened his mouth, but quickly caught himself before he could say anything. “Fine, I’ll do it myself,” he smirked. He moved off the bed, to grab you. You tried to avoid his hands, but there wasn’t much room to run around, so he easily caught you. He threw you onto his bed, and you let out a small yelp of surprise. Before you could even think about running off again, he jumped on the bed, flipped you onto your back, and pinned you. His knees were on your hands, effectively keeping you from touching him.

“Are you going to be a good slut and scream for me?” he asked. His face a few inches from yours.

“Not a chance J,” you smiled.

“Have it your way then, but either way, you’ll still be moaning my name.” His arms lowered so he could dip down to kiss a couple inches above your collarbone. His knees still held your hands in place. He sucked hard against your skin, making sure to leave marks.

“Wait, no marks JJ,” you told him.

“Should’ve told me that sooner now everyone’s gonna know that you lost a bet,” he teased.

“In your dreams,” you scoffed.

JJ didn’t have a comment on that, but went back to work leaving you many bruises that you would have to cover the next morning. Oh how you wished your hands could be in his hair at the moment. He made an agonizingly slow trail down to your bra, before removing it and throwing it onto the floor of his room. He then started sucking on one of your breasts letting his lower lip just gently brush against your nipple everytime he sucked above it. He had found out about the spot driving you crazy the first time you had sex, and now you were strongly wishing you had never told him.

You had your mouth clenched rather tightly so that no moans would escape your lips. Unfortunately for you, your boyfriend noticed that.

“Come on y/n, just let it out. You know that no one can make you cum like I do,” he taunted.

Luckily, his temporary break gave you a chance to get control of yourself again. “Fuck off,” you retorted.

“Yeah, that was kinda the plan.” He grinned devilishly.

He must’ve realized that he was not going to get you to break by doing that, and instead moved farther down to pull your panties off.

His head ducked down to your pussy, but he made eye contact just as he did so. “You still feeling cocky?” he asked.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Alright, then let’s see how long that lasts since you’re such a slut for me,” he said with a wink before ducking his head fully down. He sucked another hickey on the inside of your thigh, and he slowly started licking towards your pussy. You could practically feel his tongue against your clit, but he was taking his sweet time.

“Stop teasing,” you finally groaned out.

“Is that begging I hear?” he questioned.

“No, I’m telling,” you said matter of factly.

“Yes ma’am,” he agreed with a chuckle.

His tongue slowly started lapping across your folds, occasionally flicking along your clit. Oh god you were in heaven, but simultaneously in hell because you couldn’t make a peep. His tongue once again licked across your spot, and you had to slap your hands over your mouth to keep a moan from escaping your lips. You could feel the smirk on his lips, but you weren’t going to let him have the satisfaction of knowing how much he was affecting you.

A few whimpers nearly came out of your body, and your hands were nearly shaking from trying to hold it in. But all of a sudden you realized that letting it out may be to your advantage, hearing your noises of pleasure, always had quite the effect on him.

So you did. Every moan, and whimper you let him hear. He thought that he was getting to you, which truthfully he was, but the game was far from over.

“You’re eating me out so good,” you moaned.

Your plan was already working; you noticed that he started to pick up the pace.

“Oh god JJ!” you screamed as he licked over a good spot on your pussy.

He continued licking in that exact spot which almost made you want to give up the bet right then in there. You felt shivers go through your spine as your core started to heat up but you were too stubborn to lose yet.

“No one fucks me like you do,” you moaned, knowing damn well the effect it would have on him.

Your plan seemed to have worked as he quickly took off his shorts, put on the condom, and just as his cock was about to enter you, you stopped him.

“Beg,” you insisted.

“Y/n fucking pl-” You had nearly had him, but he managed to stop himself before the words tumbled out.

You smirked, as he finally realized what you were doing. He however was now hell bent on making you lose. JJ climbed back on top of you with new vigor. “You’re smart, which is exactly why breaking you will be so much more fun,” he taunted. His head went back down again.

Your hands entangled in his hair as he went back to licking every single nook and cranny that he could find. “Fuck,” you whimpered as he once again licked your even more sensitive clit. You could feel the tension burning in your core, and a tingling sensation starting to spread all over. You started to buck your hips from the stimulation, and JJ was quick to force you back down. As his flicking became more rapid, you felt your body start to tense up.

“JJ I’m gonna-” you had started, but suddenly he had stopped.

“Beg,” he told you. And as much as you wanted to give in you were determined to knock the cocky grin off his face.

You sat up on your elbows. “Make me.”

JJ looked delighted by your answer. “That’s fine I got all night.”

“Inside me JJ,” you told him. You knew he wanted to make you beg for that as well, but you knew that he wanted to be inside you more.

He thrusted his cock into you and you did your best not to slide backwards from him pushing into you. “Oh my god you’re so wet for me, you really have been waiting.”

After he had checked on you he began slowly thrusting into you, going deep into you. “Oh shit,” he moaned. He would have to explain a lot of scratches across his back tomorrow but quite frankly you didn’t care.

“JJ!” you half moaned, half screamed as he went down again.

“You’re such a dirty slut for me aren’t you?” he taunted you.

You wanted to have some sort of retort but all that came out of your mouth was another moan, which just egged him on more.

“Come on, I know you’re tempted.”

Truthfully, you were extremely tempted, but you could surely outlast him right? But then you had an idea, he couldn’t stop it if he didn’t know what was coming. So as you felt your body starting to be strung out again you did you best to keep your breathing the same, and to not move around as much. But just as you felt the tension building he stopped.

“JJ?” you groaned in confusion.

“You seriously don’t think I don’t know when you’re going to have an orgasm?” he laughed. He pushed his hair out of his face and grinned down at you.

“Y/n you might as well just give up now, and spare yourself,” he suggested.

Collecting what small amount of strength you had left you said “Not a chance.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he smirked.

The warning was evidently very necessary, your whole body was starting to feel ten times more sensitive than it usually did. Every thrust sent a wave of pleasant goosebumps through your body. Your legs were shaking, and your voice was admittedly starting to go away. Your body felt like it was screaming that it wanted to orgasm. He started to slow down, but you were so close. You attempted to buck your hips into his to get the feeling back but he held you down. With a satisfactory grin on his face, that you needed it so bad.

“You’re not getting an orgasm unless you beg and we both know that I could fuck you for hours,” he taunted.

“Fine, fine, fine, please, please, please let me cum J, please. I am begging you,” you whined.

“That’s all you had to say princess,” he smirked. Finally his pace picked back up, to a more rapid one.

“Fuck you feel so good,” you moaned to him. There was no point keeping it in now. Your hips bucked in rhythm with his, as he moved in and out. But his rhythm slowed down as what you recognized as his climax.

“Oh god,” you heard him say as it finally hit him. His moans of pleasure only sped up your’s. “Fuck,” he moaned on top of you. But he managed to push himself back up to go down into you a couple more times for you to reach your climax.

Your whole body felt like it was on fire with tingles. The feeling spread from your stomach to your breasts to throughout your whole body. Your legs began to shake and you couldn't form words anymore. The only coherent thought you could form was how good you felt. Even after you had reached your climax, you had a sense of euphoria that you just couldn’t shake.

Eventually, you felt JJ start to move out of you, and you both whimpered slightly from how sensitive you were. You saw him take the condom off and throw it away. You lay in bed, still breathing heavily.

“Give me your hand, we’re going to the bathroom,” he said sweetly, but insistently. You groaned but you didn’t protest.

After you had used the toilet, you both flopped back down in his bed. It was quiet for a couple minutes before JJ spoke up.

“You know I’m really excited to see what beers you get me,” he teased.

“Shut up,” you laughed, lightly smacking him in the arm.

He lightly smacked you back. “Oh and don’t forget to call off for Friday tomorrow morning,” he grinned.

“I hate you,” you said as you rolled over.

“I love you,” he said sweetly, as he wrapped his arms around your midsection.

He always had a way of making you happy. “Love you too J,”

“Goodnight princess,” he said as he kissed your cheek.

“Goodnight JJ.” And you quickly fell fast asleep in his arms.

Needless to say, the other pogue’s weren’t worried that you never came outside. They knew where they would find the two of you the next morning.

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[rafescoke]

hiiiii!!

Can I please request a rafe x reader based on that song need to know by doja cat.

Basically the reader heard rumors about the rafe’s and he’s past with his ex. Basically all saying how he was a 10/10 on bed. The reader is furious but sad and quickly confronts the rafe. You can choose the ending. Smut or fluff ending!!

Also pls post the rafe x reader, jj fic with the 19 chapters plsssss!!!! I beg you!

Need To Know ; Rafe Cameron

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#Part 1

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x reader

Summary: The reader confronts Rafe about his past

Warnings: Straight smut, hella angst, substance, swearing, Rafe being a total dick

A/N: this one shot’s too long but i hope you will love it. i poured all my love into this however this isn’t my best work and im sorry!! 

p.s, i’m always open for requests <3

“Hey! thanks for coming,” Topper smiled, hugging Rafe’s side before kissing (Y/N)’s cheeks. He ushered them both to the middle of the ongoing party, to the centre where all of Rafe’s friends were hanging out. 

(Y/N) is never a fan of parties, especially the ones that she will have to tug on Rafe’s collars for them to finally enjoy the night alone. However, she passed up the chance of watching netflix with her partner tonight to go to Topper’s birthday party, since, it was, well, Topper’s celebration. 

If it had not been for Topper, she wouldn’t even bat an eye to this party, especially when she knows the amount of girls silently crushing on her boyfriend of 6 months now. Rafe’s incredibly handsome, with his hair messily parted and his blue eyes shining everytime they’re exposed to the glowing sunlight of Obx. . .  (Y/N) couldn’t justify why he would even choose her. 

“What are you thinking?” Rafe playfully groaned, pulling his girlfriend’s waist near him. His fingers played with the hem of her dress, giggling when she hissed, swatting his hands away. “Seriously. You’ve been quiet since we got out of the car.”

“I just don’t like the attention’s you’re getting tonight,” she sighed, rolling her eyes when Rafe poked her, an amused expression plastered on his face. “I shouldn’t have told you that. Now you’re this proud prick.”

Rafe laughed, throwing his head back, his hands still around her waist. She waited for him to regain his posture before kissing his cheeks. 

“Go and find Topper. I know you want to kiss him.”

“Not as much as I want to kiss you,” Rafe replied, laughing again when (Y/N) stuck her tongue out at him before walking away to go and get some drinks for herself. In truth, Rafe doesn’t understand why she would feel so inferior towards other girls; she’s simply the most beautiful girl he’ve ever laid his eyes on. No one can ever compare to (Y/N), and that’s for sure.

(Y/N) muttered a thanks when someone handed her a beer, standing on her toes to search for her friends. When she couldn’t see any of them, she began making her way towards Rafe and Topper. She decided that instead of waiting alone in the resting area of the club while everybody else is socialising, she would rather listen to whatever Rafe and his friends were conversing, knowing that somehow she’ll find something interesting in the discussion.

That was when she bumped into a figure, causing the person to drop the drink they were holding onto her front dress. (Y/N) groaned, not liking how she was already ruining the branded new dress she bought with Rafe. The smell of strong alcohol wafted into her nostrils, causing her to scrunch her nose.

“Watch where you’re going,” the person said, and  (Y/N) rolled her eyes before finally leaving the scene, not wanting to stir any unnecessary drama. She knows it will always end up dirty and Rafe will have to calm her down in the car. 

(Y/N) pushed her way through the swarm of sweaty bodies as the dress reeked with alcohol clung onto her body, and she momentarily regretted her choice of wearing a skin tight short sequin dress to a club where dropping drinks on someone is just something that is bound to happen.

She sighed when she finally reached the bathroom, quickly washing her stains with the cheap toilet paper. It left some white bits on her dress when she finally removed them, and she groaned again before washing the fabric under the running water. Her day was going totally bad, and she dreamed of the night she could’ve spent with Rafe if only Topper wasn’t born on yesterday’s date 19 years ago. 

“That’s what I’m saying!” a loud voice shrieked, followed by group of shrill laughs. “God, I really wish I’m still with him.”

(Y/N) raised her brows at the familiar voice, but thought none of it. Topper wouldn’t invite Rafe’s ex, he knows what she did to him. There was no way she was allowed to be in the private part of the club, unless someone had brought her as their plus one. 

(Y/N) shook her head at the thought, trying to focus on the stains that seemed to be making everything hard for her.

“He has this habit of running his fingers through his hair when he’s receiving head,” the voice continued, and  (Y/N) stopped in her tracks.

That’s exactly Rafe. Whoever the voice was, she was talking about Rafe. Rafe has this habit of running his long fingers through his hair while he’s whimpering, and it always drives (Y/N) crazy. 

She thought nothing of it, thinking about the possibility of another guy doing the same thing. It’s a common thing anyways; she wasn’t going to pull the crazy jealous girlfriend card that night.

She turned to pull another tissue paper, her ears still intently listening to the group of friends who seemed to not mind receiving any attention from their bold topic. 

“Now he’s with that (Y/L/N) girl. I honestly don’t get why he would be with her. Oh and-” the voice squealed, “Do you know that Rafe called me when they were talking?” 

What?

“What?” her friends asked in disbelief, and  (Y/N) didn’t move a muscle. She pressed her back against the tiled walls, listening close. Her heartbeat beat faster, and she could feel her head getting lighter.

“Yes! It was like, the first month they started getting close? He told me he couldn’t get over me and that he tried everything including finding me in her.”

(Y/N) felt the walls closing in, and quickly got to her feet to splash some water onto her face. She felt like dying right then and right there, but she knew she had to at least hear more to, now identified, Rafe’s ex girlfriend.

“He drove to my house and we just talked, you know. . . and then he told me something, and I refused. He got mad, I guess, and we fought like always, and he left me to be with that girl until today. Kinda sucks to be her, you know? Like the second choice kind of thing?” she continued, an amused tone lacing in her voice.

At that point,  (Y/N) had heard enough. She walked towards the exit as fast as her heels could take her, not stopping to stay goodbye to her now approaching friends. She could feel her hot tears crashing down, but she didn’t feel like crying in the club and having random strangers coming up to her to soothe her down.

When the night breeze hit her square on the face as she finaly exited the suffocating club, she let out the hardest cry ever as she tried to find any available taxis through her tears. There were none, seeing that it was only 9 p.m. and people had just starting to arrive, so she decided to walk to nowhere until she finds any yellow vehicle.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” a voice called out from behind her, and she turned when a hand pulled her shoulder. “What the fuck? Are you okay? Where’s Rafe?”

“Kelce, I’m not feeling good. I just want to go home, okay? Please, oh my god. I can’t do this right now,” she cried, covering her eyes with her palm. Kelce pulled her into a side hug, allowing her tears on his new t-shirt. When she finally soothed down, he tried to find an answer in her face again.

“What happened?”

“I can’t tell you now, I just-” she took a deep breath, “I just can’t. Can you um, call a Uber for me, please? My phone’s with Rafe.”

“What? Why would your phone-” he sighed, taking out his own phone. “Borrow my phone. It’s safer this way. Call a Uber, get home, and don’t do anything stupid. Okay?”

(Y/N) nodded, kissing Kelce’s cheeks before ordering a Uber, waiting by the sidewalk impatiently. She was scared Rafe would come out to look for her, and she didn’t feel like talking to him. 

She felt like shooting him in his ribs until he’s begging for her to stop. 

When she got home, her fingers trembling and her dress now ruined, she stripped out of her clothes and got under her covers. Her mother tried asking her about why she had come home earlier than expected with a running mascara and a smudged lipstick, but decided to let it pass when she didn’t answer, knowing that something has indeed happened. 

She felt like screaming. She had trusted him so much, and he was even the first guy to take her virginity. Now she felt disgusted, thinking about how she had allowed herself to the sweet words he had given her before.

She couldn’t ignore the memory of the night she first experienced sex with him, and the whole sweet care he had provided after.

It was Friday the 13th, and Rafe decided it will be a good night to watch some type of a horror movie.  (Y/N) agreed, being a fan of horror, but until one point, she was bored with the super-slow plot and boring characters. 

She played with Rafe’s fingers, intertwining them with hers, before she got an idea midway of the female character’s scream that echoed throughout her bedroom. 

“Rafe,” she said, and Rafe hummed in response. His eyes were fixated to the screen, not paying any attention to her. She whined, “Rafe. . .”

“Yeah?” He finally looked down to her, and laughed when he saw the face she gave him. “What the hell is wrong with you? The best part’s coming up. Watch it, the guy’s going to- fuck.”

(Y/N) had slipped her hand into his basketball shorts, teasing the outline of his v-line. Rafe’s breath shuddered, and he grabbed her hands before things escalate.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He grunted.

“I just wanna try something,” she replied innocently, and Rafe swore he felt like his heart stopping right then and right there. She was that sweet girl, and he has never saw this side of her.

“Can I?” she asked, and with a tiny nod, she continued her movements as Rafe’s eyes stayed glued on the television screen, though his mind was already on cloud nine. 

She was so good, and Rafe couldn’t explain the feeling inside of him when he watched her palmed him, her mouth slightly open and her hair falling down to her shoulders. Rafe felt like attacking every inch of her, wanting to give anything that she desired. 

“Stop,” he said, closing his eyes. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum from just your hands.”

“I want you to,” she said, and Rafe cursed. He liked, scratch that, he loved and is obsessed with the way she did anything to him, with her innocent eyes and her teasing smile. He felt like fucking her numb every single time she purposely brushed her hands against his buldge in the restaurant or bumping her bottoms against him when playing golf.

And when she would deny her actions, god, he felt like giving his all to her until she couldn’t walk.

“Rafe,” she said again, with that gint in her eyes. She leaned onto him, and he shievered when he felt her lips brushing with his earlobes. 

“I want you to fuck me.”

Rafe groaned, not wanting to look her in the eyes, afraid that he would do things he will regret the next morning. He felt her fingers around his chin, forcing him to look at her. 

“Please.”

“You told me you wanted to wait,” he said softly.

“I’m done waiting,” she had said, and that was enough for Rafe to crash his lips against her soft ones, pushing her lightly to her queen sized bed. He felt her hands playing with the hem of his shorts, and being an impatience fuck like his dad, he guided her hands to his already hard penis, craving for her touch.

“Fuck,” he groaned, closing his eyes to the euphoric feeling starting to form in the pit of his stomach. His fingers fumbled with her shorts, trying to untie the waistband, and grunted when he couldn’t gues the knot.

(Y/N) giggled, untying the ribbon, sliding her shorts to the edge of her bed as Rafe waited with his eyes staring at her hands eagerly, like a prey waiting to attack. 

Once her shorts were off, Rafe didn’t waste anymore time to place kisses from her stomach down to the sides of her aching core.  (Y/N) couldn’t take it anymore, after so many nights of trying to picture this exact moment in her head whilst fingering herself, pretending like it has been Rafe’s fingers instead of herself, she wanted to feel him around her so bad. 

“Please, Rafe,” she begged, looking at him with the innocent eyes again. She moaned when he inserted his fingers in her, pleasuring her the way pornstars would from the many porn videos his cousin had taught him to watch since he was 10 before.

“Oh my god,” she screamed, not able to comprehend the strange feeling in her stomach. She tried to close her legs, only for Rafe to gripped them apart tightly, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Do that again and I’ll leave you hanging.”

It was the way he had said that that left  (Y/N) all red, pushing herself against him to reach her end. She felt a sudden feeling approaching, and gripped Rafe’s wrist to tell him. 

Rafe laughed when she had came around his dingers, feeling her juice soaking up his fingers and her bedsheet.  (Y/N) sighed, still heaving from her high, making a mental note in her head to love this other side of Rafe Cameron.

“Suck,” he said, placing his two soaked fingers in front of her face and watched her as she sucked on them like a little girl who’s licking off a lollipop that her mother had bought for her. He felt like cumming just from the sight of her face.

“I want you inside me,” she had said again, and Rafe groaned to look away, not wanting to be a regret she had made the next morning. He looked at her again when she sat on his lap, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Please?” she whispered, and before he knew it, she licked his ear to the the side of his lip before placing a soft peck on his lips.

Rafe has never removed his basketball shorts as fast as he did that night, not even when he had felt an animal crawling in his pants in the pet shop when he was 8 that resulted Sarah into having a laughing fit when they found out that a hamster had gotten into his pants.

He positioned himself in front of her slit, waiting for any new demands for him to stop now that she had changed her mind. But there was nothing, only  (Y/N) demanding for him, and without wasting any more time, he slowly slided into her, strecthing her hole.

He grunted when she felt her closing in, knowing that if she kept doing that, he’ll finish straight away.  (Y/N) screamed as he fucked her with a quick pace, causing him to quickly pull her head close to him to whisper into her ear.

“Shut up, princess. Don’t want mummy and daddy to wake up, do we?”

(Y/N) shook her head, wanting to reach her end soon. She moaned against her mattress, smelling Rafe’s scent from it, and liking the way he would whimper when he hit her g-spot.

“I’m so close, baby, fuck-” he cursed, his pace getting sloppier. His fingers with his cold rings intertwined with hers as he slammed into her for good measure, and pulling out to aim on her face as she tried to regain her breath.

(Y/N)  felt a shot of hot load landing on her face as she finally looked up to him, his sweaty chest heaving from the ungodly practice they just did. Rafe groaned, feeling himself getting hard again from the sight of her with his load all over her, and quickly turned away to grab a clean towel to clean her up.

That night, with a soft lullaby playing from  (Y/N)’s record player that Rafe had bought for her in Italy, he ran his fingers through her hair as she snuggled close, watching the moonlight brightened the ocean.

Rafe sighed, now wrapping his arms around her, forcing himself to not touch her breast in any way. “I’m sorry if it wasn’t what you had pictured in your mind.”

“Are you kidding?” she turned to face him, “God, Rafe. That’s exactly how I wanted it with you.”

Rafe chuckled and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, “God. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Riing! Riing!

(Y/N) wiped her tears with her fingers before pressing on the green button, bringing the phone to her ears when she saw Topper’s name. She decided that he deserved an explanation after she had ran off from his birthday party.

“Tops?”

“Hey, baby, you didn’t pick up my call. I have to use Topper’s phone but, um-”  (Y/N) heard the crowd sang happy birthday, “But um, are you okay? Kelce told me you were crying and I-”

“I’m fine. You should sing happy birthday to Topper.”

“I’ll be there in a bit,” he said to a voice in the background, and tried to talk to her again. “What is it, baby? The line’s kinda shitty here. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Okay. I know you’re not. Can you please tell me what happened?”

“It’s nothing, Rafe. Go and enjoy yourself.”

“God,  (Y/N), don’t pull this shit on me,” he sighed, and she waited until the background noise lessen. “Okay, I’m at the smoking area. Can you please tell me what happened?”

“You used me.”

“I’m - what?” he asked, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I heard her talking about how you drove to see her and you told her that you tried finding her in me,” she finaly confessed, her voice breaking. A tear slowly rolled down her red cheeks and she quickly wiped them away.

“Baby, it’s not how it sounds like.”

“Then what is it?” she yelled, clutching onto Kelce’s phone like it was her life support. “Fuck, Rafe, I gave you my everything.”

“Baby, I swear, it’s just-”  

(Y/N) waited for him to finish his sentence, and sucked in a breath when she heard the voice that had caused her this misery.

“Rafe! What are you doing here?”

“Fuck,  (Y/N), I’ll come by to your house, okay? Please, don’t do anything stupid, I’m coming back home-”

(Y/N) pressed the end call, letting go of the breath she was holding before finally throwing her head back against the pillow. 

#Part 2

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[writteninthegarden]

Bringing Back the Horizontal Mambo

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

18+ Minors DNI; NSFW

A/N: Timeline leads into Episode 100. This is my first time posting smut, so I hope it’s okay.  Again, I thought it would be interesting to explore the s/o perspective as the BAU quickly prepared to go after Foyet again. 

Summary: Reader is a 36 year old Special Agent in White Collar Crime. She and Hotch have been dating for about 5-6 months prior to Foyet attacking Aaron. Aaron has returned to work and as we know the team has been juggling their new cases while trying to keep tabs on/locate Foyet. Aaron becomes distant in an effort to protect the reader, but after a talk with the lovely Garcia reader tries to rekindle the spark. Later, we see the lengths Hotch (and Rossi) went to protect the reader come into play.

Word Count: 4875

Warnings: NSFW, SMUT, slightly DOM Hotch, spanking, and sex (finally)

Aaron returned to work that following week, earlier than pretty much anyone expected.  He was going stir crazy at home and had even started sending for files he could review at home.  Supposedly he passed the psych eval needed for clearance to return, but you had your suspicions that someone with his experience could probably write or may actually have written the questions.

It made you nervous that he was throwing himself back into cases, but at a certain point you knew you had to trust his judgement.  You didn’t get to see him as much once he returned.  The team was either away on a case or he was holed up in his office combing over files and reports.  You started getting lunch with Penelope when the team was away or if Aaron was too busy and turned you down.  The new friendship was a silver lining of this weird time thankfully.  She was definitely quirky, but the definition of don’t judge a book by its cover…or extravagant fashion accessories in this case. She had a heart of gold and it was easy to see how much she cared about each member of her team.  Through Garcia, you had a chance to meet Spencer and JJ, the two members of the BAU you had not yet met.  Well, you sort of met JJ that day you wandered down frantically looking for Rossi, but that didn’t count.  She later revealed that when you came down with a personal matter to discuss with Rossi she initially assumed you were dating him…Mrs. Rossi # 3…or 4…it seemed to be an inside joke.

You quickly learned that Penelope had an unusually flirtatious yet entirely platonic relationship with Derek. She mentioned that she’d sometimes answer her phone thinking it was Derek calling, but it turned out to be Aaron.

“The first couple times it happened I was embarrassed because of course there I was having just asked my boss if he’d been dreaming of me or called him hot stuff.  Hotch would just go silent for a moment and then carry on with his request.  One time though he did tell me not to call him honey.”

You laughed quite a bit picturing how uncomfortable your poor Aaron must’ve been on the other end of those calls.

“So now once in a while even if I know it’s Hotch I’ll answer in my unique way.  I figure it helps him acclimate to it and if that in turn helps you out when you want some sexy talk so be it.  I do wish they’d cut me off when I’m unknowingly on speaker phone though.”

“Oh, thanks Penelope.” You said between giggles.  “I used some expression when he was staying at my place and he said I sounded like you.”

“Now I have to know what it was.”

“Fine…this is embarrassing, but we were talking about his no strenuous activity restriction and I said that means the horizontal mambo is off the table for a while.”

Penelope got a good laugh out of that.  “Ahh, I love it!  So now that he’s back in the field…have you two you know…horizontal mambo’d?  If we’re not at that level of friendship yet you don’t have to answer.”

You let out a frustrated sigh.  “Sadly we haven’t.  He’s either been away or busy with paper work.  I really want to though.”

“True, and then everyone is trying to keep tabs on Foyet in case he reappears.  Def a lot going on at once.”

“Who’s Foyet?”

“Oh!  Sorry, hun.  That’s the psycho who attacked Hotch.  We don’t know where he is yet, but we’ve got alerts on the details we know in case he comes back on the grid.”

“Ah, that would explain all the boxes and files he suddenly has at home.”

“Very likely.  But in terms of your dancing problem…I say sneak up on him in his office some night.  Jump his grumpy bones.”

“Oh, my god!” You squealed. “He’d freak out.  He wouldn’t even kiss me in his office.”

“Maybe it will be a good freak out.  You’d be helping the greater good too.  Lately he’s been kind of short with everyone and easily agitated in the field my sources tell me. But if you sex him up…”

“Penelope!”

“Just a thought. That’s all I’ll say.”

“Ugh, will you let me know when the office clears out?”

Penelope giggled.  “I will text you to bring your dancing shoes on up here.”

~

You and Aaron had only texted a few times throughout the day.  Around 8pm you texted him to ask if you could stop by his office, assuming he was still there as well.  He hadn’t responded so you decided to just go up around 8:30. Penelope had let you know when she headed out at 8 that only Aaron was left in the office.

As stupid as you felt admitting it, you ran out to a Victoria’s Secret that evening and picked up a lacy black teddy you could slip under your blouse and skirt.

Tentatively, you knocked on his office door that was partially open.

“Come in…oh, hey honey. You’re here late.”

Did he forget that this was like your thing the two of you?  Also, since when did he call you honey?  Did he have Penelope’s office bugged?

“Yeah, and I see you’re still hard at work.  I figured you could use a break.”  You made your way around behind his rolling chair and started massaging his shoulders. When this didn’t get him to even pause what he was working on you started to slowly work your hands down the front of his body.

He gently caught your hands before you reached his belt.  He quickly chuckled and asked, “what’s all this?”

You giggled and kissed the side of his neck before you made your way to stand in front of his chair. He wheeled his chair back a little to give you room.  You gently sat down in his lap, keeping your legs in the space between his.

“You might recall that I’m your girlfriend and I’ve been anxiously awaiting your full medical clearance…so I can have my way with you in bed again.”  You didn’t mince words.  He had to give you that at least.

“Trust me, I want that too honey but I have to get these reports filed and read up on another case.”

You didn’t like that answer, so you pressed farther.  “Hmm, I don’t have to trust you because I see someone else is already on my side. Those pants are looking a little tight on you, baby. Let me help you?”

He grabbed your wrists before your hands could move anywhere.  “Not right now, babe but thank you.”

You stood up from his lap feeling defeated.  Thank you. As if you held a door for him. You had one more idea.  It felt desperate, but maybe that’s where you were now.

“Can I take a nap on your couch?”

“Uh, I suppose so. You wouldn’t rather go home?”

“Oh, I would but you’re here so me getting naked on my couch at home doesn’t help me.”  To show him you were serious you slid your blouse up and over your head.  You hoped the sight of your lingerie might change his tune.

It definitely got him up and out of his chair.  He flew to close his door and shut the blinds.

“Y/N, do you want to tell me what the hell you’re doing?”

“Exactly what it looks like, Aaron.  Do you need more of a visual?”

“No.  What I need is for you to put your clothes back on.  We agreed the office is off limits.”

Shit.  He was angry.  This wasn’t a pretend to be angry and have hot sex kind of game.  You two hadn’t explored that sort of thing, so you were pretty sure he was just pissed.

You ran your hands through your hair in frustration.  “Then tell me what is within limits for us these days, Aaron.  Please clue me in.  Because since you came back to work we barely talk, I have to force my way in here to see you and then when I do you’re distant and detached.”

He walked over to you from his office door and put his hands on your shoulders.  You kept your shirt off for dramatic emphasis.

He sighed.  “Y/N, I’m sorry.  It’s been a tough few weeks and we’ve been following multiple cases at once. I just got a request to go interview a guy we put away a few years ago for insight into another active case.  I shouldn’t take any of that out on you though. I’m sorry it took you standing half naked in my office for me to realize this.”  He nervously chuckled at that.

“Well, I do have lingerie on you see…so technically still clothed.”  You smirked at him.

“Definitely a technicality, but I’ll give you that.”  He pulled you in close to hug you.

Assuming your seduction plan was now out the window you figured you’d get the elephant in the room out in the open.

“Is Foyet one of the cases you’re juggling?”

He pulled back to look at you.  “Who told you that name?  I’ve never mentioned that directly.”

Oh, great.  Now he was suspicious of you.  Rather than dime on Penelope you went with a little white lie.

“I saw it in some newspaper article and eventually I pieced it together from the vague details I knew.”

He thankfully seemed satisfied with that answer.

“Is he coming back here, Aaron?”  You wanted to reach out and touch him, but somehow physical closeness felt odd while talking about this monster.

“I don’t know, but we can only assume so.”

“Should I be worried?”

“No” He forced a half smile. “I made sure of that.”

“Wait, what do you mean by that?”

“Nothing.  Just that we have alerts on his known aliases so if he uses them even anywhere near here we’ll know immediately.”

“Oh, okay.  I think you told me that.”

“Well, I’m just reminding you then, beautiful.”  He moved in to softly kiss you.  It was such a relief to feel his lips and touch on you again.  He broke the kiss to lean into your ear and whisper, “So, Agent…I see two possibilities here.  Either you need to put that shirt of yours back on…” You interrupted him with another kiss.

“Or?  Go on.”  You slid your hands beneath his suit jacket and ran your fingers from his sides to his back.

“Mhm, I’m trying to…or I’ll need to see the bottom half of your little ensemble.”

“Ooh, here?”  You giggled.

“No, we still have rules, Agent.  I think I’d better take you home for that.”

You were thankful for the lighter flirty mood and decided to press your luck a little.  You picked up your bag and started walking towards his office door.  “Okay, let’s go!”

“Not so fast…” he said as he held out your shirt to you.

“Ah, if you insist. Hold on to that for just a second?”

You reached around to unzip your skirt and let it slide down your legs, fully revealing your new teddy.

“What are you doing now?”? His eyes bulged slightly at the sight of you.

“Well, I need to tuck the shirt back in my skirt.  Otherwise people might suspect something.” You could tell you were driving him insane and you loved every minute of it.

“Damn it, babe. Please just get dressed.” He pleaded.

You waddled up to him to take your shirt back.

“That’s all I’ve been trying to do.”

“Sure…”

You pulled your blouse over your head again and slowly bent down to slide your skirt back in place.

Now for the icing on the cake.  “Zip me up, baby?”

He was behind you in an instant, staring at your exposed lace covered ass.  “Funny that you had no trouble taking this off by yourself.”  He roughly yanked your skirt zipper up.

“Thanks, handsome. Zippers are tricky.  What can I say?  Oh, do you mind if I go write one more report I just remembered?”

He grabbed you by your waist to stop you.  “No, we’re going right home.  Finish your reports before you do a striptease next time, Agent.  Get your bag and walk in front of me.”

You giggled as you picked up your bag.  “Hmm, in front of you?”

He let out an exasperated groan.  “Fuck. Just start moving.”  He gave your ass a sharp slap.

“Let’s go then.”

~

Aaron got the two of you back to his apartment in what felt like record time. You were excited, terribly horny, and a small bit anxious. This would be the first time having sex since he was injured, which meant the first time having sex with his scars visible. Personally, you didn’t care. He had let you help change his bandages a handful of times when he first got home from the hospital, so they didn’t scare you anymore. However, you weren’t sure if Aaron would feel weird about it.

As soon as you heard his front door close and the assortment of new locks set in place, Aaron was on you in an instant. Your lips met briefly before he sloppily kissed his way down your neck and then back up to your ear.

“Guess who’s turn it is to tease now?” He spoke softly into your ear.

You reached behind to grab his hard on. “Still mine.” You were glad he couldn’t see the smirk that spread on your face as you heard him groan.

“You want to use your hands? Hmm? Then strip. I want to see that lingerie again.”

Not one to be out done when it came to playing tit for tat, you slipped off your blouse and threw it at him. You started walking towards his bedroom as you loosened your skirt. It slid down to your ankles and you kicked it off behind you. Aaron was right on your heels, so once you entered his bedroom you made a show of running your hands down the black teddy, pausing to trace over the lace trim.

“Baby, did you like this? You weren’t answering my texts when I bought it so I had to make my best guess.”

He closed the distance between you so he could take over running his hands all over the teddy.

“You did not text me about this sexy number. I know that for a fact.”

“Ah, so you’ve at least read my messages. That’s good to know.”

“I’m sorry, beautiful. I’m going to make it up to you…starting right now.” He pulled your hips right up against his. You knew he was getting even harder from the feel of him now and the slight tenting of his slacks you noticed just before he pulled you against him.

He urgently pressed his lips to yours as he guided you backwards to his bed. When you fell back on the bed your lingerie rode slightly up your thighs…and revealed your other little surprise.

“Not even a thong? Babe, you remember what happened the last time I found out you didn’t wear panties? Doesn’t seem like you learned your lesson.”

“No, I haven’t. What are you going to do about that?”

“Your ass is getting spanked, but I’m not going to tell you how many. More than usual though because today you had a skirt on too.”

Oooh, you were so glad that you decided to take your underwear off before you went down to his office.

He stood up then and started to unbutton his shirt. You knew he always wore an undershirt too, but still you found yourself practically holding your breath as he removed his shirt and then pants.

“Should we both get naked? You look more than ready to play.”

“No, that’s not how it’s going to work.”

You almost rolled your eyes at him, but stopped when you realized he was pulling off his undershirt and boxers.

“Then you don’t want to put that big hard cock in me?”

He climbed back on the bed and hovered over you.

“Of course I do, naughty girl. It’s just that you’ve been naked enough today, so the lingerie stays on.”

It was your turn to moan. Once Aaron heard it, you felt a sharp smack on your ass.

“You’d better be ready for me if you have time to moan.” He moved closer to your ear and continued to whisper, “but you know how much I love hearing you.” Next he kissed behind your ear.

You nodded. Sometimes Aaron would do this and you thought it was the sweetest thing. He’d pause being the stern disciplinarian to whisper some sweet reassurance to you.

He moved back down to raise your lingerie up higher on your hips and lined himself up to enter you.

“Hm, how are you this wet already? I could slide right in you.”

“Now you know why I’ve been trying to jump your fucking bones.”

“Well, I’m going to fix that right now.” He plunged into you and another moan escaped your lips. “Fuck…you feel so damn amazing. Oh, fuck me! I’ve missed this.”

“Aaron” you grabbed his chin for emphasis. “All I’ve been trying to do is fuck you.”

He crashed his lips down on yours and began thrusting furiously in and out of you. Normally you liked another moment or two to adjust, but you were so pent up this time.

Whack! There was another smack on your ass. “I’m fucking you right now. Let’s get that straight.” He pulled you closer by your legs, which magnificently placed him at such a nice angle. Before you could form any words, you felt yourself spill over the edge. You clenched your inner muscles around Aaron’s cock mid-thrust.

“Babe, you almost made me lose it there too. Is that intentional when you tighten around me like that?”

“Sometimes” you managed to utter. Again, you squeezed him.

“Fuck! I want to keep going, but I’m close. No more of that,”

“Okay.” Instead, you grabbed hold of his ass cheeks and pulled him in as closely as you could.

“Arghhh, fuck” he called out as he finished inside of you.

He waited a moment once he was done to roll over on his back, pulling you on top of him. He ran his hand down your body gently and paused when he got to your ass.

“Let me see…no harm done to either of these I hope.” He lightly massaged the area where he spanked.

“You know I wouldn’t care if you left a mark. Besides, you’re the only one who would see it so I’m not worried.”

“I still like to do a thorough review, but I can finish that in the shower.”

“Perfect.” I moved to get up and then felt the wet spot on the sheets. “Oh, we’ll need to grab new sheets afterwards.”

“Always worth it. I’d change them every day if I needed.”

“I think I’ll order some extra sets then…”

~

You woke up very early, but alone, to your disappointment, in Aaron’s bed.  You could hear him talking in the living room and for a moment wondered if someone was there.  Quickly you realized he was just on the phone, per usual.  You grabbed a t-shirt and shorts from your bag and threw them on.

You passed Aaron pacing in the living room and made your way to the kitchen to start up his coffee maker. To your surprise it was already on so you brewed yourself a cup.  You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but it was hard to ignore with how amped up Aaron seemed already this morning.

“Great work, JJ.  Can you call Garcia and have her start searching for the medications that can’t be substituted?  Oh, shit that’s right.  I forgot what time it is.  Yeah, let her know we need her to come in ASAP.  Can you get Reid too?  Okay, I’ll let the others know.  Bye.”

You thought Aaron might acknowledge your presence after he hung up, but he was dialing right away again to apparently give everyone an early wake up call.  You chuckled to yourself thinking you were glad he was your boyfriend and not your boss.  You walked your coffee back into his bedroom to start getting ready for the day.

As you unplugged your hair straightener you could faintly hear Aaron still on the phone.  Wow, was he like this every morning now?

This time you did want to eavesdrop a little.

“Virginia possibly this whole time, Dave.  We don’t know yet.  I’m getting ahead of myself.  Right now? Yes. Okay. Yeah, we’d better start it now. Can you make the call, Dave?  And you’re sure? Okay. Thank you. I’ll see you shortly.”

You didn’t know if you should go back out there or wait for him to come find you if he ever paused long enough to notice.  Either something was up or he was trying really hard to avoid you…in his own home. The whole thing just felt so awkward. You longed for the version of you two a little over a month ago that were cuddled close on cloud nine in the now empty bed before you.

Aaron startled you when he suddenly came in the bedroom just then.  “Hey, you.  Sorry if I woke you.  There’s just way too much going on this morning and I need to get in the office ASAP. I’m just going to change quickly.” He was still zooming around the room.

“If I’m in your way I can go in the other room.”

“No, that’s fine. I’ll just be a minute or two.”

“I can also get myself into work if you’re in a hurry.”  You were close to being ready to go due to the early wake up call.  Truthfully, part of you wanted to see if he could stand to wait 10 minutes for you if you needed it.

“Nope, I’m bringing you in today.  Deal with it.” You quickly turned around to see he was smirking at you.  Maybe he was trying to be funny or flirty?  It still felt off.

Your drive in together flew by.  Must be something about leaving an hour earlier than you normally do that does wonders for traffic.  Aaron’s phone kept buzzing, but it almost seemed like he didn’t want to answer it now.

“You can take that if you need to, you know.”  You reminded him.

“Thank you.  I’m sorry this is how the morning has been.”

“It’s okay” you started to say, but he was already on the call.

“Prentiss?  What’s the update?  Okay, I’m on my way in right now with Y/N.  I’m almost at the garage.  I’ll be up as soon as I can.  Thanks.”

You were trying so hard to bottle it up, but finally you couldn’t help yourself.  “Aaron? What is all this?  Your work is hectic, but this just feels insane.”

He reached over to grab your left hand from its resting place on your thigh.  “This is all just temporary, I promise.  Once we close a couple of these larger cases things will settle down.  It’s just a weird time and we’re trying to do too much at once so we’re all a bit flustered.”

“I didn’t know you could get flustered.”

“I usually don’t.  I guess you’re seeing a weaker side of me.” He stared off out the window while he said this.

“No, weak is one thing I’ll never see when I look at you.”  You brought his hand to your lips and placed a soft kiss on his knuckles.

You noticed he was pulling into a parking space just then and had already released his seat belt.

“Hey, if you need to run ahead you don’t have to wait for me.”

“Who else would walk you to your desk then?”

You laughed at that. “Aaron, you never walk me to my desk.”

“Well, I’d like to today.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m still new and trying to establish myself as a respected agent.  No offense babe, but having the unit chief from upstairs walk me to my desk first thing in the morning screams desperately sleeping her way to the top.”

“It wouldn’t be the top of the right department though, so I don’t get that.”

“Just think of this as my version of no funny business in your office.”

“Fine, but you’re taking the stairs with me just for that.”

“Ugh, deal.”

Aaron pulled you aside on the third floor landing for a kiss.  You expected a quick chaste peck since you hadn’t even kissed in the garage like you normally would.  This kiss had an urgency and desire to it though, which caused you to let out the softest moan into his mouth.  He kissed you once again and then took your hand in his to continue up the stairs.

“Mr. PDA all of a sudden, huh?”

“Sorry, I got carried away.”

“I’m definitely not sorry.”

You were at your floor now. Aaron pulled you in for a tight hug and leaned down to quickly kiss the top of your head.  “I will see you as soon as I can.  I think we’re headed off on a case.  Promise me you’ll be safe until I can hold you like this again?”

“I promise, baby.  I think I should be the one telling you that though.”  You snuck one more kiss and then playfully tugged on his tie to straighten it. “Okay, bye handsome.”

“Bye.”

When you got to your desk you couldn’t make sense of your suddenly clingy boyfriend.  You supposed it only felt clingy because of the drastic comparison to how distant he had been as of late.

You didn’t have much time to ruminate on it since you had a big case to review trial evidence today. Around 10am your boss called you to come into her office.  It felt like half the day had gone by already and you remembered you had been at the office since like 6am.  Right. That’s why.

“Y/N, how are you? Come in, please.”

“I’m well, Agent Barrett. How about you?”

“Good, all is well. Listen, I got a request first thing this morning for you to join a special task force.”

“Oh?  I’m honored, but if I may ask why me?  I’m the newest person in our unit.”

“It isn’t with our unit, Agent.  I’m actually not sure of many specifics around this.  I was mainly informed they need you to join given your prior work and training.”

“I see.  So would I split my time between white collar and this task force?”

“No, I’m afraid one downside is that it requires a temporary reassignment.”

“Reassignment?”

“Short-term, Agent.  I wasn’t given an exact timeline, but I’d imagine these things will often initially run for a few weeks to get everyone up to speed.”

“Okay, when would it start and when would I need to let you know?”

“Immediately.  The agent that contacted me said they need you on a plane tonight.  Y/N, I’m sorry but this did not come across as an optional assignment.”

“Oh, I see.  Okay, well I just need to go home and pack a suitcase if it could be more than a few days.  Where am I heading?”

“Colorado.  You’ll get an email with the travel details.  Thank you, Agent Y/L/N for your flexibility to help here.”

“Of course, ma’am.”

~

You gathered up your belongings and headed towards the garage out of habit.  When you got there you remembered you rode in with Aaron so you didn’t have your own car here.

Great.  Better order a ride share.  Lucky for me that my boyfriend is too preoccupied to scold me, you thought sarcastically to yourself.

Once you got to your apartment you called Aaron hoping to let him know you were on your way out. Went to voicemail.  You guessed a text would have to suffice.

Next you tried Penelope.

“Hello my ray of sunshine! What’s up?”

“Hey, Pen.  You might need to start calling me your snow flurry. I’m packing a bag for Colorado right now.”

“Colorado?  Are you running away from home?  It’s not as glamorous as it looks in the movies.”

“No” you giggled.  “I had the luck of being volun-told that I’m temporarily being reassigned to join a special task force in Colorado.”

“Eww, who did you piss off?”

“No one, hopefully. I’ve only been at Quantico for like 5 minutes.”

“Weird.  I haven’t seen that a lot, but usually temporary reassignment comes up in files of agents someone needed to get out of the way. Also, forget you heard that from me.”

“That’s weird.  I hardly know anyone here.  How could I step on toes already?”

“That might not be the case, my lovely.  Don’t let me dismay you.  I’m sorry I have to go.  That brooding boyfriend of yours and boss of mine is calling.  Garcia out.”

You smirked thinking you should’ve told Pen to tell Aaron you’ll be heading out…since he’ll call her apparently.  You knew that was petty, but you couldn’t help it.

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #criminal minds #hotch x y/n

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Teasing (Spencer Reid/ Reader)

Requested: Yes :)

"This might be random but, I just imagine season 14 Spencer being confident and slapping the reader's ass in front of his co-workers and they tease him and her about it?"

Summary: Teasing Spencer at work is both a good and a bad idea. And (Y/N) knows exactly what she is doing.

Warnings: Cursing, sex references. Let me know if I forgot something :)

Word count: 1,3K

A/N: Anon, I’m sorry it took forever, I hope you like it 💜

Masterlist

 It was probably (Y/N) 's responsibility. It looked like it to her anyway. She had been teasing Spencer that whole day. In her defense, she was bored. It was a slow paperwork day, and after a while, there weren't many ways to kill time in the bullpen.

On the other hand, she knew what she was getting into. And she wanted to.

It all started innocently. (Y/N) walked to her husband's desk and ran her fingers through his hair. She knew he loved that, and it made him close his eyes and hum softly.

- "Hello, gorgeous."

- "How is your day going, honey?"- she asked and stood beside him, playing with his curls.

- "Good, halfway through all the files already. You?"- (Y/N) sighed and pulled the hair at the back of his neck softly.

- "Just starting."- she whispered and bit her lips, smiling.

Spencer stared at her and raised an eyebrow. She only smiled innocently and walked back to her desk.

Working with your husband could be a problem sometimes. It could also be very entertaining. I guess it all depends on how much work you've got to do that day.

Spencer and (Y/N) had met in the BAU ten years ago. It felt like ages. They were both so young back then, so shy and so innocent. Not just in the love department but also as profilers.

A lot had changed from those days when Spencer would blush and fluster each time (Y/N) talked to him. He wasn't the same. Not even close. Not after dating her for two years. After learning everything about her. The way she tasted. The way she moved. The way she liked to be touched.

He wasn't the same, not after being married to her for three years. After sharing every day, the good ones and the bad ones.

He wasn't the same, not after being in jail, missing her body, her laughter, her company.

Now, Spencer wouldn't hold himself back. He felt more confident. Spencer was now more in power. He could be who he always wanted to be when he was with her, not just at home, not only in the bedroom, but everywhere.

Sometimes he would forget where he was, though. (Y/N) had that kind of effect on him, even after all those years. She could blind him when she walked into a room, and she was the only thing he would notice. If you think about it, it's a good thing, especially if it means you are still crazy in love with the woman of your dreams, even when you met her ten years ago.

(Y/N) looked at her husband from her desk and chewed her lips. How could she get his attention to keep on teasing him? Easy peasy.

- "Luke, can you give me a hand?"- she walked to her colleague and leaned over on his desk, making sure her ass was on Spencer's view.

- "Sure thing, what can I help you with?"

(Y/N) had nothing to ask Alvez, but that didn't stop her from rambling on a bunch of data with him about one of the cases they had worked on a few weeks ago.

She moved the weight of her body from one leg to the other, moving slowly. She knew she had Spencer's attention. He loved her ass.

Loved it. Worship it. He couldn't get enough of it. You name it. Reid liked to put her on his lap and slap her ass until it would be red. He also liked to mark it and leave bruises all over it. And most of all, he loved to stare at it, just the way he was doing that minute, licking his lips, thinking about all the things he was going to do to her as soon as they got home that day.

She knew what she was doing. She surely did. Spencer kept thinking about it now, unable to continue with the paperwork. He looked at her, sauntering through the bullpen. She stopped and talked with JJ for a moment, smiling, laughing. Playing with her hair. He couldn't stop thinking about her now, about what he wanted to do to his wife.

Then, (Y/N) walked to the kitchenette to get a coffee, and Spencer moved in his chair to make sure he could still get a glimpse of her. She turned around and looked at him as she walked over, holding two cups of coffee.

- "Here you have, doctor Reid"- (Y/N) whispered, and a chill ran down Spencer's back. Those two words coming from her lips were too much. He loved it when she called him by his honorifics. She smiled and turned around to walk to her desk when Spencer's hand moved and slapped her ass, staring at it as he bit his lips.

The way he looked at her, anyone could tell what he was thinking about. Including the rest of the team, of course.

- "Oh no!!"- Rossi frowned and stared at the couple- "You know, I liked you a lot better when you were a young, innocent kid who couldn't even talk to (Y/N) without stuttering."

Spencer wide opened his eyes and stayed speechless, holding his breath for a few seconds. (Y/N) laughed and looked at Rossi innocently.

- "What? What did he do?"- Prentiss walked over, holding a cup of coffee too.

- "He is touching his wife in public again!"- Rossi shook his head, clearly joking- "You have to learn how to control yourself, kid."

- "Stop making him sound like a perv"- (Y/N) chuckled and stood next to her husband -"He just can't help it. He held himself back for years."

(Y/N) loved teasing her husband, and she was unquestionably enjoying that moment.

- "Oh! I saw him last week! it was disturbing"- Prentiss frowned and looked at her friend. "You have to control those hands!"

- "Please, stop"- Spencer closed his eyes and whispered.

- "You just grabbed her ass in front of everybody here! And the other day I saw you! You were touching her shamelessly while you kissed her outside your car."- Emily argued, laughing.

- "We were in the parking lot!"- Reid argued, and (Y/N) bit her lips, trying not to laugh- "And why were you even watching us?"

- "I wasn't! I minded my own business, walking to my car, and you two were pulling off quite a spectacle out there"- Prentiss chuckled- "I didn't know you had it in you, Spence."

- "Yeah. I miss the shy kid"- Rossi added- "What happened to him?"

- "I broke him"- (Y/N) answered and smiled mischievously- "And that's all I can say about that subject."

Both Rossi and Prentiss frowned, pretending to be disgusted. (Y/N) just giggled and turned to Spencer, looking as innocent as possible.

- "Ok, enough of your deviant's attitudes, Spencer. Back to work."- Prentiss said and headed back to her office. Rossi looked at Spencer and smiled.

- "I'm kidding, kid, just keep your hands to yourself when I can see you"- Reid groaned and closed his eyes one more time as (Y/N) laughed.

- "Why do you think this is so funny?"- he asked his wife when no one was around.

- "I don't know. I guess I love teasing you"- (Y/N) simply answered and stuck out her tongue to him. She was about to walk back to her desk when she felt Spencer's hand grabbing her wrist tight, stopping her.

- "You are going to pay for this"- he muttered and looked right into her eyes, making her shiver in anticipation.

- "Just wait and see what happens when we are home."

- "What's gonna happen?"- she whispered and bit her lips, almost childishly.

- "You'll see what happens when you tease daddy at work,"- Spencer added and raised an eyebrow.

- "Daddy?!"- Luke wide opened his eyes, passing by the couple- "Are you fucking serious?!"

- "Oh shit!"- Spencer covered his face with both hands, and (Y/N) just burst out laughing.

- "I wanna pretend that never happened."- Luke said, staring at the couple.

- "Please, it never did. This never happened."- Spencer whispered, and Alvez nodded.

- "Got it, daddy."

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[princessmaybank]

Hi babe what happened to? Crazy JJ Sex Dream

It's on the way! I just started school back up so I'm a bit more busy than I was before! I promise I didn't forget about it! ❤️🫶🏻😂

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Plus One

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Word count: 3000ish

Summary: it’s baby time y’all!

Warnings: pregnancy complications, angst

Author’s Note: to those who have been waiting, I AM SO SORRY. I hope this will be worth it! Part 8? to Begin Again. Please feel free to yell at me in the comments if you feel so inclined.

Previous Chapter

Masterlist

Conversation flowed in the dining room and kitchen of the Hotchner residence as the BAU team and family impatiently anticipated the forthcoming announcement.

“It’s a boy, has to be,” Morgan mused.

“No way. Definitely a girl,” JJ contradicts.

“As much as it pains me to say, I think I have to go with Morgan on this one,” Emily admits.

“Garcia?” JJ inquires, “What do you think?”

“I have to agree with Chocolate Thunder on this one, love,”

“Are you all taking his side?” JJ asks with indignation. “I’ll bet you $50 that it’s a girl!”

“Oh you’re on, sweetheart,” Morgan complies with a winning smile.

“I don’t know if it’s a girl or a boy,” says Reid, “but I do know that I wouldn’t bet against JJ.”

“Thanks, Spence,” JJ replies, patting him on the shoulder. “Emily, Rossi? You wanna get in on the action?”

“Oh I am so staying out of this,” Prentiss responds. “Count me out.”

“I’m in with Morgan for $50,” Rossi states.

“Alright, but you’re all gonna be sorry,” JJ says with a smirk.

Overhearing the lively discussion, you enter the room.

“Children, what’s going on here?” You interject, “Don’t make me break up a fight.”

“Y/N! Just the lady I wanted to see!” Exclaims JJ. “May I?” She asks, gesturing towards your growing baby bump.

“Sure, go ahead,” you reply. “Do I even want to know?”

“We’re taking bets on the sex of the baby,” she replies placing a gentle hand on your belly. “And I am so totally going to win!”

“You can’t possibly know that, JJ,” Morgan interrupts.

“Call me crazy if you want,” says JJ, “but a mother knows.”

“I suppose you’ll all find out soon enough,” Aaron cuts in, placing a strong arm around your back and pressing his lips to yours for a quick, tender kiss. “Shall we?”

With that, everyone makes their way to the backyard, where a large golden balloon awaits.

Picking it up from the ground, Aaron asks, “Everybody ready?”

He didn’t really have to ask. The answer was unanimous.

“YES!”

“Jack, would you like to do the honors?” you inquire, holding out a safety pin for him.

“Can I?” he asks hopefully.

“Of course you can buddy. Just be careful, okay?”

“Yes, Mama.”

“Dad and I will count you in, okay? On three.”

Together, you and Aaron slowly count, “One, two, THREE!”

A loud pop from the balloon momentarily startles the crowd and then..... a cloud of pink confetti floats to the ground.

“YES!” JJ shouts in her excitement. “PAY UP, LOSERS! We got a baby shower to plan!”

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Several weeks later found you strolling through the back door of Rossi’s home into the yard where you’d married the man of your dreams not so very long ago.

This time it’s decorated for a slightly different occasion. Pale pink lanterns and streamers adorn everything in sight. A picnic table covered with a pink flowered cloth looks like it might collapse at any moment beneath the weight of a mountain of gifts wrapped in pastel paper. Heart shaped balloons are tied to the corners of another table on top of which is a giant bowl of pink punch, more food than you thought possible, and a breathtaking cake, decorated with tiny pink roses.

A tap on your shoulder brings you back to reality and you turn to see three beautiful, smiling faces. Women that you consider to be not only friends, but family at this point.

“Penny, Emily, JJ,” you say as your eyes begin to well up with tears, “This is too much! You shouldn’t have gone to this much trouble.”

“Oh this is the least we could have done for you, doll face,” Garcia interjects. “Nothing but the finest for my very best friend.”

“Don’t worry about it, my clean sweep at the gender reveal paid for most of this,” JJ jokes.

“You look absolutely radiant,” Emily adds, pulling you in for a hug.

“Where’s the boss man?” Penelope asks. “He’s coming isn’t he?”

“Oh yes” you reply. “He was helping Jack out of the car. He told me to come on in. He’s probably inside hanging out with boys for a minute.”

At that moment, you feel a pair of familiar arms encircling you, one across your chest and one just underneath your baby bump. A soft kiss on the cheek and he turns you around to face him. The tender look in his usually stern eyes melts you as he smiles and says,

“There’s my girls.”

“I love you, Aaron.”

“I love you too, darling.”

“Alright love birds, it’s time to get this show on the road!” exclaims Morgan, coming through the door with both Henry and Jack in tow.

“Thanks for keeping the kids entertained, Derek,” you whisper. “I don’t know what we’d do without you.”

“Don’t you worry about a thing, Mama. I’ve got it all under control,” he reassures with a wink.

“Should we be worried?” Aaron jokes under his breath.

“I’ll keep an eye on him,” Garcia offers, trailing off behind them.

Rossi and Reid bring up the tail end of the group, along with Jessica, Jack’s aunt, who had been previously supervising the kids.

“How are the parents-to-be feeling?” Rossi inquires.

“Overwhelmed, and so grateful,” you reply. “I know JJ said she covered most of it with her winnings, but I think we all know you pitched in too. And you’re a fantastic sport for letting the girls decorate your whole house pink.”

“Anything for some of my favorite people,” he replies patting you both on the shoulder.

“I’m so happy for you guys,” Reid chimes in. “This baby’s really lucky to have such loving parents.”

“Reid, stop. You’re gonna make me cry,” you squeak out, pulling a tissue from your purse.

Just then, Jessica wraps an arm around both of you.

“Jess, you know you didn’t have to come,” Aaron says.

“Nonsense!” comes her reply. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

As you go to sit so you can open presents, Morgan pulls out the chair for you, then pulls one out for Garcia as they settle in to watch the kids.

Maybe you were mistaken, but you could have sworn you saw a flirty look pass between them. A mischievous grin crosses your face. Perhaps you should do a bit of your own matchmaking.

“Jack!” you call. “Don’t you wanna help Mama open some of her presents?”

“Yeah! Can Henry help too?”

“What do you think JJ?” you ask.

“As long as it’s okay with you,” she agrees.

The kids ran up to help with their very important present duty. Jack retrieving smaller presents and helping rip the paper. Henry mostly just playing with the shiny bows. Thus leaving Morgan and Garcia free of responsibility.

When the last present had been opened, and the last game played, Aaron made his speech.

“Y/N and I just wanted to thank you all so much for being here today. We love each and every one of you like family, and we are truly grateful for all your love and support. We are truly blessed to have such wonderful people in our lives. Thank you again.”

As everyone was leaving, Penelope pulled you to the side.

“Did you call the kids over for help specifically to leave Derek and I alone together?”

“Penny, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” came your reply. “I’m just getting too big to be bending over to grab the presents and I thought it would be fun for the kids.”

“If you say so,” she says with a skeptical look.

As she walks away, Aaron whispers in your ear, “You are so wrong for that, you know?” with a playful shove of your shoulder.

“Oh they’re perfect for each other and everyone knows it. Besides, she played matchmaker for us and look what happened,” you reply, rubbing your belly.

“Okay, okay!” he surrenders with a grin. “You’re right. You’re always right. You win.”

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As the weeks crept by, your little family was not so patiently awaiting the arrival of its newest addition. Being pregnant and taking care of a 6 year old without your husband was extremely taxing, making the moments that you did have with him exceedingly special.

Moments like today. It was nothing exciting, just sitting on the couch, enjoying each other’s company, but sometimes that’s all you really need.

Seated across from each other, You can’t help but admire the sweet look on his face as he touches your belly.

“I still can’t believe we’re having a baby girl,” he mentions.

“Neither can I,” you agree. “She’s gonna be smart,” you state, resting your hand on top of Aaron’s. “A lawyer like her daddy.”

“She can be anything she wants,” he says, looking up with his smile revealing the stunning dimples that caught your eye on your very first date. “As long as she’s happy.”

“God I love you, Aaron.”

“I love you more, angel.”

But mom duty never stops.

“Oh!” you exclaim. “It’s almost time to pick up Jack from school and I haven’t even started dinner!”

“Don’t worry about it, babe,” Aaron says. “I’ll take care of everything, you just relax.”

“But I,”

“Ssshhhhh,” he interrupts. “No buts. I will pick up Jack, I will get dinner. You deserve a break.”

“Alright, if you insist.”

“I do.”

He leans in and gently brushes his lips against yours.

“I’ll be back soon.”

What felt like an eternity later, you hear the front door open and two distinct sets of footsteps.

“Mama!” Jack yelled, scrambling up into your lap for a hug. “I missed you!”

“I missed you too, buddy,” you reassure, pulling him close to your chest.

“What’s for dinner, honey?” you ask?

A playful smirk forms on Aaron’s face, raising your suspicions.

“You’ll see. In the meantime, Jack how would you like to watch a movie with me and mom?”

You all settle on the sofa, Jack in Aaron’s lap and your head on your husband’s left shoulder. Just as you were drifting off to sleep near the end of the movie, a knock at the door startles you awake.

“Dinner’s here!” Aaron announces. “Come on buddy,” he encourages Jack. “Help me out.”

As you reach the table where the food is being laid out, tears begin to spring to your eyes.

“I got you fries and chocolate shake. And a cheeseburger. No mayo, extra pickles.”

“Babe,” you squeak out, “you remembered.”

“Of course I remembered. It’s all you talked about while I was away on my last case.”

You laugh and pull him close.

“I knew I married you for a reason.”

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Around your 36 week mark, Aaron called from his hotel room to check on you.

“How are you, love?”

“Still pregnant,” you gripe.

“I know you’re exhausted, mama. I’ll be home tomorrow. Just remember the go bag for the hospital is packed and sitting right by the front door, just in case.”

“Yes, Aaron. You remind me every day. Honestly I think it’s bit overboard, I’m fine.”

“I just worry about you being alone while I’m gone is all. It never hurts to be prepared. Anyway, I love you. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

“Love you too honey. Good night and be safe tomorrow.”

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When Aaron arrived home the next night, he was greeted by the sight of you dozing on the couch.

Easing himself down on the edge, he swipes a lock of hair from your face. He softly kisses your forehead and watches as your eyes flutter open.

“Aaron?” you murmur. “You’re home.”

“I’m home,” he whispers. “How are my girls?”

“Better now that you’re home. I’ve had some pretty intense back pain, but otherwise fine.”

“Well sleeping on the couch probably isn’t helping,” he states matter of factly.

“Oh thank you doctor,” you reply sarcastically, giving his arm a playful slap. “I would never have known.”

“You’re welcome,” he says with a shit eating grin. “Let’s get some sleep.”And with that, he sweeps you off the couch, heading for the master bedroom.

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You woke the next morning still in pain, but not wanting to disturb Aaron. You struggle to sit up, finally managing after a few tries. You pull back the sheets and immediately get a sense of panic and dread at the sight of blood on the hem of your nightgown and the sheets beneath you. As the tears begin to stream, you instinctively call out for him.

Waking up at the sound of his name he asks, “what’s wrong, baby?”

But he realizes the problem before you even get a chance to respond.

Amazingly he seems not to panic at all. The tears and hysterics don’t faze him at all. He simply grabs you out of the bed, carries your directly to the car, and buckles you in.

“Stay right here,” he instructs. “I’m getting Jack and we’re going to the hospital right now.”

What seems like an eternity later, but in reality was only a few minutes, Aaron emerges from the house with Jack and the go bag.

He peels out of the driveway and drives to the nearest hospital with no regard for the speed limit.

When you arrived to the emergency entrance, you look at him with a panic stricken face.

“I’m scared, Aaron.”

“Don’t worry darling,” he says soothingly. “I’m going to get you some help.”

The next thing you know several people are helping you out of the car and loading you onto a stretcher. As they wheel you inside he follows closely behind with Jack asleep in his arms.

“What going on?” you plead.

“I don’t know, love but they’re going to help,” he reassures.

Just then you overhear a member of the medical staff informing Aaron that he’s not allowed any farther.

“What do you mean he can’t come with me?” You wail.

“I’m sorry ma’am, but bleeding is very serious. Both you and the baby could be in danger. We need to get you treatment now and we can’t have any family in the room.”

“It’s okay,” Aaron says in a very calm and sure tone. “They’re going to take good care of you. Everything will be fine.”

“FINE? Nothing about this is fine!” you shout. “I can’t do this without you, Aaron.”

“Yes you can,” he replies, holding your hand. “You’re the strongest woman I know. You have to. Do it for her.” He says, placing his hand on your belly.

“We have to go now,” one of the nurses insist.

“Be strong for me okay?” He pleads, gaining a short tearful nod from you in response.

“I love you,” he calls out as they wheel you swiftly down the hall. Just before the stretcher is out of sight he hears your response.

“I love you more.”

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Collapsing into a chair in the waiting area, mind racing with worry, Aaron does the only thing he can think of at the moment.

The phone rings, and then,

“Aaron! I wasn’t expecting to hear from you so soon after a case,” Rossi says. “We don’t have plans today, do we?”

“No, Dave. It’s Y/N. We’re at the hospital.”

“Wow, I didn’t think she was due for a few more weeks.”

“She’s not,” Aaron explains, his voice beginning to break. “When we woke up, she was bleeding. From what I understand, it’s pretty serious. You’re the first person I thought to call.”

“Oh my God,” Rossi breathes. “I’ll be there as soon as I can. Should I call the rest of the team?”

“Yeah, I think that would be best. I could really use some help with Jack. He’s still asleep for now, but,” Aaron pauses for a moment, choking back tears. “I don’t know what to tell him when he wakes up,” he finishes quietly.

“Just hold on, Aaron,” Rossi replies. “We’re coming.”

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Within an hour, the whole BAU team was crowding the hospital waiting room. Hugs were exchanged and Aaron had handed a still sleeping Jack off to JJ.

Everyone waited in tense silence, not knowing quite what to say.

“I’m scared out my mind, Dave,” Aaron confines to him. “I can’t lose her. I’ve been through too much already. And Jack, God it would crush him if anything happened to her.”

“I think he’s waking up,” JJ whispers.

“Dad?” He asks in a daze as he wakes. “Miss JJ? Where are we?” He questions now aware of the unfamiliar surroundings.

Coming over to squat down in front of him, Aaron does his best to explain.

“Well buddy, this morning mom got sick, so we brought her to the hospital, and the doctors are taking good care of her.”

“Is she going to be okay?” he inquires. “And my baby sister?”

“I hope so, the doctors are working really hard to make mom better okay?”

“Daddy, we should say a prayer for Mama,” Jack responds. “And my baby sister too.”

“I think that’s a great idea, Jack,” Aaron responds, as he quickly turns away to wipe a tear.

The whole group gathered closely around Jack and Aaron. Everyone took turns saying prayer for the health and well being of Y/N and her unborn daughter.

Moments after the last amen was said; just when Aaron thought he would die if he waited a moment longer, a doctor came through the doors.

“Mr. Hotchner?”

Aaron stood, bracing himself for the news.

“Is it alright if I speak in front of the group?”

“Yes, they’re family. Please, just— do you have news about my wife?”

“Sir,” the doctor continues with a look of concern. “You all may want to sit down for this.”

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[mayraki]

“dirty text” - jj maybank

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you send jj dirty texts while you’re hanging out with the pogues

autor’s note: I may be late to this tik tok trend but hey who cares

warning: texts about sex!

MASTERLIST

You loved teasing your boyfriend. You would never pass the opportunity to have a little fun and make JJ crazy. So when you saw that trend on tik tok where the girls send dirty texts to their boyfriends while they were around people, you needed to try it.

It was a cold night and you and the Pogues decided to have a little pizza night and stay at The Chateau. You were at the couch between Kie and Sarah with a blanket covering your legs. JJ, John B and Pope were on the floor across the living room while playing some card game.

“I swear if Pope wins again I’ll lose my mind.” John B said.

“Yeah, I think he’s cheating.” JJ said and Pope opened his mouth offended.

“It’s not my problem that I’m better than you guys.” He said and you let out a little laugh. JJ quickly turned his head to you and he pretended to be hurt.

“Baby, you have to be on my side and back me up!”

“Yes!” John B said. “He’s definitely cheating. Sarah?”

Sarah locked eyes with you and you winked at her. “I’m on Pope’s side.”

“Bullshit!” John B said and Sarah let out a loud laugh.

“Kie?!” JJ yelled hoping for her oldest friend to be on their side, but she shook her head.

“You know I’ll always choose the girls, right?” She said and you let your arm go around her shoulders.

“Unbelievable!” JJ said and Pope nodded with the biggest smile on his face.

“Well, too bad for you.” He said before letting the cards on the floor. “I win, again.” He did a little celebration and JJ with John B just sighed and threw the cards on the floor.

“You’re busting his ego!” John B pointed at the girls.

“I’m honored.” Sarah said after high fiving Pope when he walked to give the girls the biggest hug on the couch, or better, throw himself on top of the them.

“Oh gosh, you’re fucking heavy!” Kie said annoyed trying to push Pope away.

“Alright, alright.” He said after getting up. “The invencible,” he said while pointing at himself. “Is going to the bathroom.” “

“Yeah, whatever.” JJ said while sitting on the couch next to Sarah and grabbing his phone. That’s the opportunity you were waiting and you didn’t hesitate on taking it. You got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and play the innocent. You let your elbows rest on the counter while your hands were holding your phone.

You looked up at him and a little smirk appeared on your face while you were waiting for the text messenger app to open. Your fingers went to the keyboard and your mind was going through all the messages you could send him, but when the perfect one came into your mind you smiled to yourself.

‘I know you’ve already had dinner, but what about dessert?’ you typed as fast as you could. You tried to not let out the biggest smile when the words were coming together on your phone. It was perfect for the start. As soon as you hit the send button, your eyes looked up at you boyfriend and a little smirk appeared on his face. He looked up and he bit his lower lip to not let out a big smile and catch the attention on the Pogues around him.

Since they were two couples on the group of friends, you with JJ, and John B with Sarah, there was only one new rule, there was no sex when the others were around. So, this was going to be more fun for you than you thought.

You looked down at your phone and your fingers were already typing another text. ‘By the way, I bought some underwear I know you’ll like.” You hit the send button and he was already reading the message. He moved in his sit and tried to get his phone closer to his face since Sarah was next to him, and now, when Pope walked out of the bathroom, he sat down on the floor in front of JJ before joining the conversation the rest of the Pogues were having.

‘If you only knew what I’m thinking right now.’ Sent. His hand was slowly going up and down his face and he blocked his phone before letting it between his legs. He got up and walked to the fridge to grab some water, but when he passed behind you, he gave a little squeeze to your ass and you bit your lower lip to stop yourself from letting out a laugh. After he got his glass of water, he gave you a little kiss on the cheek while his hand was on your waist. You followed him with your eyes while he was walking to the couch to sit again, you noticed that he thought you were over, but there was only one more, to make the grand finale.

‘I want you to fuck me against the wall. And then take me to bed and put your hand around my neck until I can’t feel my legs. Would you do that for me?’ As your finger were typing your smile was going even bigger on your face. As soon as you hit the send button you looked up with your eyes and you noticed JJ opened his mouth at the surprise of your text and your words.

He cleared his throat making the Pogues turn to him. “You alright dude?” Pope asked him and he quickly nodded.

“Yeah, perfectly fine. Hey, I think I’m just going to crash early today.” He got up from the couch and the Pogues nodded without questioning.

“Yeah, me too. I have work in the morning.” You said and the Pogues turned to you.

“Sweet dreams, baby.” Kie said with a smile and you winked at her.

“Good night, y’all.” You said before following JJ to the bedroom.

He opened the door and stepped aside to let you in. He pointed at the room and you bit your lower lip trying to not let out a smile. You entered the room and you heard him closing the door.

“Answer me something.” You said seductively. “Am I going to like what is about to happen?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely” He nodded and you smiled getting closer to him.

“We are breaking the rule.” You touched his chest and he looked down to your lips.

“Princess, you know me, when did I ever follow the rules?”

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Let’s go to the Bahamas (Part 3) | JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

Summary: The pogues goes looking for John B and Sarah…in the Bahamas. JJ doesn’t want you to come with them

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader 

Word count: 1180

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Although you were excited to reunite with your brother, the car ride was long and never-ending. Your phone died two hours ago and you had no power bank to charge it.

''Kie, can we make a stop? I really have to pee.''

The last stop was over 50 miles and the water you had drank earlier needed out.

''We made a stop half an hour ago, couldn't you have gone then?'' JJ asked.

''You and Pope peed on the side of the road,'' you reminded him. ''I can't do that. Well, not in broad daylight.''

JJ rolled his eyes. ''Such a princess.'' He pinched your calf, which was laying on his lap, feeling cramped behind Pope's seat. 

You swatted his hand. ''I'm not a princess.''

''You are. Pogue Princess.'' You bit back a smile and stole his hat from his head, driving his attention elsewhere. ''Hey!'' JJ protested, but let you have it. 

Ten minutes later, Kiara pulled up at the next gas station and accompanied you to the bathroom. You can never be too careful in those places.

''What's going on between you and JJ?'' 

Your hands stilled under the cold running water. Sketchy places like this never had soap or hot water. ''What do mean?'' 

''I don't know. You tell me.'' She raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to spill, but there was nothing to say - according to you. ''He's always been protective of the Pogues, but he's different with you. He even let you steal his damn cap! You know he never let anyone wear it.'' There's something in his eyes too, the way he looks at you, she omitted to add, but figured you weren't ready to hear it yet. 

''There's nothing, Kie. I'd tell you if there were.''

.

You and the Pogues were in a tropical forest, running from the Camerons. You heard gunshots behind but you kept running, just like your brother had said. You needed to get to the boat.

Kiara, Pope and JJ were already on the boat, waiting for you, Sarah and John B.

At some point, the shotguns stopped. You assumed they were out of bullets, but it was far worse. Ward had caught up to you and was now holding his gun against John B's head, one hand on the trigger and the other on the back of his neck, keeping him from moving.

Fear filled your blood.

''Don't!'' Sarah begged, eyes on her father. ''Dad, please, don't.''

The man ignored his daughter's pleas and looked right at you before pulling the trigger and shooting.

''John B!''

You woke up from your horrible dream- nightmare, tears pooling in your eyes and hands shaking. It was just a dream, but you couldn't help but think: what if?

What if the Camerons got to John B before you? Rafe and his dad were crazy and would do anything to get their hands on 'their' gold. Ward had tried to harm John B in the past, perhaps this time he'll succeed and you'll never see your brother again.

''JJ?'' you whispered into the dark room. ''Are you sleeping?'' You didn’t want to wake him, but your heart was beating fast and you didn’t know what else to do.

''Office is closed. Call back when working hours starts,'' he replied sleepily, eyes still closed.

On another time, you would've laughed, but laughing was the last thing on your mind. ''JJ,'' you insisted.

He opened his eyes and looked at you through the dark. ''Everything okay?'' he asked, his voice gentle and slightly hoarse.

You shook your head, but he couldn’t see. ''Do you think we'll make it to them before the Camerons'?''

They were probably already in Nassau at the moment, looking for John B and Sarah, which worried you even more.

JJ thought for a moment. He didn’t want to scare you or worry you even more, but he didn’t want to lie to you either. ''John B’s escaped Ward twice and survived a tropical storm, I think he's smart enough to get away from those two.''

''I'm scared,'' you confessed. ''I already lost my dad, I...I don't want to lost my brother too. Not again.''

The past months had been heavy in mournings. Your whole family had been taken from you. First your father had been missing - then declared dead. Weeks later, it was John B's turn.  

You didn't want to live this nightmare again.

''You won't,'' he promised. ''Come here.'' JJ shuffled and opened one arm, motioning for you to come closer.

Taking you in his arms was the only way of comfort JJ knew to provide. He wasn't good with emotions or words, so he had to find another way to comfort you as you mourned your brother and friend. He couldn’t just let you cry in a corner.

It had surprised you at first. He had been hesitant and his arms were tense, but it was familiar and it was all you needed.

You shifted on the bed, closing the space between your bodies and laid your head on JJ’s chest as his strong arms wrapped around you.

Cuddling wasn’t something JJ did often. Not even after sex. Every time he would get with a girl, he'd leave right after or make up an excuse to make her leave. But, somehow, he didn't hate this - with you. It was...agreeable.

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Young and Beautiful | Rudy Pankow - Part 3

Okay first of all I’m sorry it took me so long but here is part three finally. Honestly I don’t know how to feel about this because at first I wanted it to be a filler chapter and then I thought I couldn't let you hang like this so I just poured it all out. I still have some more ideas about where this might go but you guys tell me if this feels already finished to you. AND AS ALWAYS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! for all the love and support you give, I see you all and couldn't be more thankful xxx

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Trigger warning: alcohol, swearing, nothing too smutty, a little angst and a lot of jealousy

Word count: 3,741 word (god this is so long I’m sorry)

Y/N just got the role of her lifetime, starring beside the cast of Outer Banks in the second season as JJ’s love interest. It’s a dream come true and gets even dreamier when she meets Rudy Pankow her alleged love interest. Lines start to blur between reality and film and Y/N is left wondering if taking a leap of faith is worth risking her career.

[GIF not mine credits to owner]

Days passed and filming never stopped, neither did the thought of Rudy in your mind. It was constant, the sun rose and so did your thoughts of him, the night came and so did he in your dreams. By now you were convinced that this feeling would not go away anytime soon.

Maybe some distraction would do you good. 

“How about we go out tonight?” You proposed to the girls as you were lounging in your living room, painting toe-nails, scrolling through instagram and what-not. 

“Like out out?” Madelyne’s face lit up as she looked up from her bright yellow nail polish and passed the same expression to Madison. You nodded with a smile.

“I’d be down,” Madison agreed and sprang up from the couch in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, this is exciting! Let me call the boys,” Madelyne exclaimed and got up, waddling weirdly with her still wet toe nails to her phone on the kitchen bar.

Your face fell for a second. That was not exactly what you had in mind. You wanted a distraction from Rudy and him dancing in a sweaty club with beautiful women wouldn’t really help your current state of emotions. But you couldn’t let the girls know that. After shooting the other day they wouldn’t shut up about how one could feel the sexual tension between the two of you and you were just happy they hadn’t seen the sex scene.

“You good?” Bailey inquired as she noticed your sour face. You were quick to plaster a fake smile on your lips.

“Yeah, I’m just tired of sitting around all the time. This will do us some good!” You headed towards the bathroom to get a shower before going out and also to have a moment to yourself to prepare for tonight.

“The boys are down as well!” You heard Maddie scream from the kitchen and then she passed by you as fast as she could to look through her wardrobe. 

“Somebody is excited,” Bailey muttered beside you but joined her friend with a grin and helped her pick out something to wear. 

A couple hours later you were dressed to kill and ready to go. Even though you loved the Outer Banks clothing style, it reminded you of your hometown, it was nice to doll-up every now and then. Madison was taking pictures of you three in the big mirror besides the entry when you heard a knock on the door.

Madelyn was quick to open it and you were met with five handsome men staring back at you.

Chase escaped a whistle when he took all three of you in but you noticed how his eyes stayed on Madelyn just a bit too long. You made sure to remember asking him about it later. 

“Well, hot damn,” Rudy exclaimed as he entered the apartment and his eyes landed on the short dresses you were wearing.

“Eyes up here,” Madison warned him with a smile and pointed to her own brown ones.

“Not fair,” Austin gasped, clearly thinking you were playing with their feelings. Maybe you were. When Bailey had proposed to impress some folks tonight you at least had a special someone in mind. Who was to say the others didn’t have too?

Your eyes wandered over the boys outfits, all dressed up and looking incredibly handsome. Rudy sported a cream sweater and a cute little beige hat. You didn’t know why he would wear a hat to go clubbing but you knew he loved them. 

“Are you ready to head out then?” Drew smiled at you in his bright yellow shirt and motioned towards the door.

You piled out the door and headed downstairs to get an uber to your favourite club.

“I’m not sure if I like you in heels, Y/N. You’re almost as tall as me,” Chase pointed out as he walked behind you and took in your much taller figure.

“You’ll just have to deal with it, I guess,” You laughed and did an immaculate pirouette on your heels, something you had practiced a thousand times in your room back home.

“Would you look at her,” Madison squealed with joy as she watched your boost of confidence and joined you by linking your hands together and strutting down the sidewalk like it was a runway. 

It felt good to really feel yourself again after your uncertain emotions. Even though you noticed how a certain male’s eyes kept looking at your and your friend’s long legs, you didn’t care at the moment. You were having fun and you deserved it. 

All of you split up into several cars and then you were on your way to La Push, a vibrating ambient establishment the cast had dug out last year while filming in Charleston. The girls swore that you would have the best night out ever at that particular club.

You were not disappointed as you took in the colourful lights shining on the rustic open brick walls and the retro bar in the corner. The ages of the people were mixed all through but you could clearly see that everybody was enjoying themselves.

“Drinks?” Deion asked and nodded towards an empty table next to the bar and you all headed in the direction through the crowded area of dancing bodies.

“Milady.” Rudy offered you his hand with a posh English accent as you were about to try mastering a step in your heels. 

“Thank you, kind sir,” You smiled at him and put your hand in his and let him help you down. You couldn’t keep yourself from curtsying as he laughed at you playing along. His hand held yours tight in his as he led you to some barstools. 

“Gin Tonic with a lemon slice for the lady?” He ordered with a questioning look in your direction once the bartender got your attention. You couldn’t believe he memorised your go-to drink, as you nodded thankfully. “And a Corona for me please,” He finished and watched the bartender tend to your order.

After he payed for both of your drinks you thanked him, almost having to scream as the music was too loud, and he grabbed your hand back in his to help you down from the stool.

“Sure thing, sugar.” He gave you that unmistakable Rudy smile and once again the butterflies in your stomach began soaring. 

You had to pull yourself together. You were here to distract yourself from him not fall deeper for his charm. Although you had to admit he was not making it easy for you. 

Your other friends had ordered at the table and were ready to clink glasses once you joined them. 

“To a great night,” JD proposed and raised his glass.

“And to great friends,” You joined in and held up your own Gin Tonic.

“Hear, hear,” Austin agreed and the whole group cheered in joyous laughter as you brought your drinks to the middle. You greeted the familiar taste of the alcohol with open arms and enjoyed the light burning you were quite used to by now. 

Once you set your glass back on the table, Bailey raised a brow at your already half empty glass and you simply shrugged your shoulders. You needed to let loose tonight. 

“Dance with me,” You screamed over the music and grabbed her hand and your drink and made your way towards the dance floor.

Madison was the best dancer you knew and she proved it to you once again after some R&B music started playing. Your hips were shaking, your arms wildly flailing around and your feet shuffling over the floor as you downed your glass quickly. You already felt slightly buzzed, maybe you should have eaten more before going out. 

Jonathan joined the two of you quickly, just as good a dancer as your dear curly friend, and together they stole the show. You watched in awe as they moved to the music so carelessly and were a bit jealous at their easy-going nature. 

“C’mon Y/N, show me what you got!” Drew encouraged you suddenly from beside you with an outstretched hand. You slipped closer to him and swayed your hips as he twirled you around in his arms and laughed as he dipped you back. Maybe the distraction would work after all. You didn’t know for how long the both of you danced but you felt absolutely weightless. 

“I’m impressed Starkey,” You admitted as he flew with you over the dance floor, not once missing the beat. 

“Could say the same about you Y/L/N but I had a feeling you would be a good dancer,” He smirked and turned you around so your back was pressed against his chest and let his hands wander to your hips. 

At this point you were on your third drink, a bit too intoxicated, and not quite sure if this scenario would play out well. Drew was the perfect gentleman and absolutely sweet and handsome. You liked him a lot but… But he wasn’t Rudy. His hands on your body didn’t feel like a wildfire and his scent didn’t drive you crazy and his smile did not make your head spin. You cursed yourself for these thoughts. 

You looked up, your eyes roaming the club for a certain blond head of hair. You noticed Chase and Maddy dancing intimately with each other in one corner but chose to ignore it, you had a different mission. 

“I’ll be right back,” You told Drew with an apologetic smile as you turned to look at him and he looked confused for a second. “I’m just going to the bathroom.”

“Be careful in here, it’s better if you don’t go by yourself,” He reminded you, always the protective type, and looked out over the club probably searching for Bailey.

“I’ll be fine,” You reassured him with a pad on the chest and slipped out of his embrace towards the restrooms.

On your way there you finally found your man of the hour. To your amusement Rudy was dancing with an elderly woman to some pop song and looked like he was having the time of his life. You felt the corners of your mouth lifting as you took in the scene. 

You slipped into the restroom to freshen up as your eyes met the mirror. The carefully applied makeup from Madison was smeared under your eyes, your lipstick long gone and your hair was basically a mess. But despite all you looked happy, you looked alive. You quickly touched up your appearance and rejoined the others. 

As soon as you stepped out however you were met with quite the unpleasant sight. There was a beautiful woman next to Rudy, one arm on his biceps as she leaned forwards to say something to him. It shouldn’t bother you, you knew that he was an attractive man with many qualities. But as his hand rested on her waist your throat tightened and you felt embarrassment deep in your bones. Of course he didn’t want you the same way you did. It was just acting and you were friends, it didn’t mean anything. But it had meant something, to you anyways. And that’s what you got for giving into your feelings. You watched them laughing together, inching closer to each other each second and your heart burned in pain. 

You turned around stumbling to your table as you tried to suppress the tears welling in your eyes. How could you have been so stupid? It was a stupid crush nothing more. 

Drew’s eyes lit up as you made your way towards his sitting figure at the table next to some of your friends. You had two choices here: Going home now and giving in to your stupid irrational feelings and ruining your night. Or doing what you were here for and distract yourself with a fucking good time. The answer came to you immediately.

“I don’t know about you guys but I was thinking about some tequila!” You proposed with a big fake smile as you looked at your friends and the others cheered in chorus.

“A round of tequila shots for the table please,” Chase told the waiter and soon enough salt, limes and shot glasses filled to the brim with the transparent liquid were brought to you.

“Cheers bitches!” You clinked glasses, licked up the salt on your hand, downed the shot of the devil’s brew and bit in the sour lime and laughed at the faces the others made after finishing their own shots.

You were having a good time tonight, even if it took killing your mind to do so. Which seemed to be the only option after another round of shots and some more Gin Tonics and you still felt like shit every time your eyes met Rudy’s figure. The girl from before was long gone but you couldn’t help but feel betrayed. How did he not see that you were obviously hooked on him? 

He came back to your table were everybody was laughing and having a good time, everyone except you it seemed.

“Are you alright?” He asked and plopped down beside you, throwing his arm over the couch behind you.

“Just peachy,” You heard the slurring in your voice yourself not as clear as you wanted it to be and cringed a bit. But just because you were drunk that didn’t mean you had a problem. You were fine.

“How much did you have to drink?” He inquired concerned and you saw his forehead wrinkle. Your hand automatically reached out to brush his worry away.

“What’s it to you, sugar?” You deliberately used the nickname he had given you before and you actually saw a smirk on his face as you drew your hand away from his forehead, the sour expression gone.

“I think it’s better if I take you home,” He laughed when you fell back against the couch trying to look mad at him.

“I can take myself home, thank you very much,” You argued, your words still a bit slurred. He could take the fucking girl from before home for all you cared. He hadn’t spoken to you all night and suddenly he wanted to take care of you. That’s not how that shit worked.

“Besides,” You interrupted him as he was about to say something else, “You didn’t dance with me all night. I really wanted to dance with you,” You pouted and cursed yourself a second after you registered what slipped out your mouth. Your eyes widened and you sat back up. Maybe you had an alcohol problem after all.

“Then dance with me, sugar.” Your head whipped around as soon as you heard him. He leaned back against the couch, an easy smirk playing on his lips as he eyed your figure. He never looked sexier to you.

“Let’s go then!” You jumped from the table, a bit too fast and swaying a bit, but you had to prove something to yourself. You could easily be friends with Rudy without any sexual tension. You just had to separate him from your roles in your head.

His arm sneaked around your waist seconds after and he pulled you down towards the dance floor, making sure you didn’t miss any steps like before. The feeling of his hand around you drove you insane so you grabbed it and shove it away with a grin. You were perfectly capable of walking by yourself. He just laughed and shook his head at your swaying figure. You were not sure what exactly was so funny to him in this moment. 

His hands however found yours again quickly as he held them and twirled you around carefully, pushing and pulling you every which way. You absolutely adored him but you needed distance. God, why had you willingly agreed to dance with him? Well, it had been your idea but anyways. 

You were glad when a faster song by Lizzo started and you entangled yourself from him to sway your hips on your own. Not many knew it but you danced a lot better when you were drunk for some reason. You were a lot less uptight and celebrated every body part of yours with free flowing moves. Rudy obviously enjoyed your newfound confidence as he mirrored your carelessness to the beat and cheered for you. The both of you were singing along to the music, jumping up and down and shimmying back and forth, having the time of your life. At one point you stole his head and put it on yourself, convinced that you looked irresistible with it but Rudy just laughed and got it back before throwing to your table where Austin caught it with a grin.

“Have I told you how good you look tonight?” He screamed over the music as he pushed himself closer to your body. His scent invaded your space and you immediately forgot why you had wanted distance from him in the first place.

“Tell me again,” You giggled and got closer to him as well. The songs changed again, something more sultry and slower, maybe the Weeknd or Miguel you weren’t sure as your attention was directed at yet another man.

“You look absolutely radiant,” He breathed and his alcoholic breath mingled with yours that’s how close you were.

Rudy’s hands found your waist again and this time you didn’t push him away. The opposite, you rested your hands on his broad chest, feeling his fast beating heart under your right hand. He pulled you closer as you were obviously giving in to him and swayed his hips against yours, the movement making your head spin.

“Are you drunk?” You asked him. You needed him to be sober so at least one of you would remember this moment tomorrow after everything else faded away. You needed him to remember how your bodies felt pressed together in this moment. How your hearts were beating in synch to the bass rocking through you. 

“Absolutely intoxicated,” He answered with a straight, sexy voice. He didn’t sound drunk to you but his words proved you different. 

“Maybe we should-“ You stopped mid sentence as you pulled back and saw his hungry eyes directed at your lips. Whatever you wanted to say left your senses in that very second.

“…stop?” Rudy finished your sentence questioning but not making any moves to stop any of this, whatever this was. “I don’t ever want to stop. I just wanna spend forever getting high off what it feels like to be around you.”

Your breath caught at his words and your eyes slipped from his lips to his blue eyes, illuminated by the club lights occasionally. You saw the hunger in them, the unmistakable lust that was a hundred percent mirrored in your own y/e/c eyes.

He described perfectly what if felt like to be around him, like you were high, intoxicated by him. And that feeling, you never wanted it to end. 

“I’m drunk…” You told him but let out the ‘on you’ part that definitely was a part of this sentence.

“I know, me too. And I know we shouldn’t do anything that we might regret tomorrow,” He took a deep breath and one of his hands cupped your face. “But I can’t stay away from you any longer.”

“I feel the same,” You admitted and bit your lip to keep a smile from showing on your face. But it didn’t matter as Rudy’s lips moved into a grin.

“If two people can’t stay away from each other, maybe they aren’t supposed to.” You nearly groaned at his annoying habit of always being able to say the perfect thing at the right time. 

You moved closer to him, your arms slung around his neck and your hips still slowly moving to the music. Your eyelids dropped as your mouth longed for his, feeling his breath on your lips.

Unexpectedly soft his mouth landed on yours, so different from the kisses you shared on set. His lips slowly moved with yours, taking his time to get used to the feeling. And even though the heat from the other times lacked it was no less passionate. You poured every fibre of your being into kissing him and really feeling him. He tasted like tequila and forbidden dreams and if you weren’t drunk before, you definitely were now.

Rudy became more needy as the kiss went on, his lips moving faster and his hands pulling you closer against him. When his teeth caught your lower lip you were done for. Without any regard for reason you gave into him. His tongue slipped into your mouth battling with yours for dominance. Your mouths bumped clumsily against each other as you were smiling into the kiss, teeth biting here and there occasionally but you couldn’t care less. You had waited for this for too long to show any signs of hesitation. After what felt like an eternity you pulled apart, breathing heavily. Your eyes locked and it felt like ecstasy was coursing through your veins.

“There you are! We’ve been looking for you for at least an hour.” You were thrown into ice-cold water as JD’s voice pulled you back into reality. You looked at him, the rest of your friends heading towards the door. Rudy and you shuffled apart awkwardly and fixed yourself a little. Your short dress had ridden up and his hair was all over the place.

“C’mon guys, we’re leaving!” Chase shouted from afar.

Your eyes wandered to Rudy, a content smile lying on his swollen lips as he stared at the floor. His hand slipped around yours and he pulled you after him, walking backwards so he could look at you.

“Our little secret,” He said with a wink and cupped your cheek in his other hand, before pecking your lips once again secretly and then following the others outside and to the Ubers taking you back to your flats.

You were still not fully understanding what had just happened, if it was all a feverish dream caused by the alcohol. But every time you thought that this could only be in your imagination Rudy’s hand on your thigh or around your waist pulled you back into reality. This was no longer part of a role, this was real life. And you would enjoy every second of it.

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