Just some stories about JJ and the reader. There might be some smut, fluff and talk about abuse etc.
I will put a trigger warning if there's any mature content in one part i.e. smut, abuse, self-harm etc.
This is my first story so please be nice and...
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this is what you are wearing
y/n's POV
We had been at this stupid kook party for nearly two hours now. It was 11 pm and I hadn't hooked up with anyone, or even spoken to anyone, because my older brother Rafe had gone all 'protective older brother' on me. It has ruined my night completely.
Rafe had decided that he needed to get a drink. It makes sense because clearly, looking after your little sister for two hours is really hard work for him. Seriously, it would be so much easier for both of us if he just left me alone to go and hang out with Kie or Sarah. Just anyone other than him. I'm turning seventeen in a few weeks, and I will still be the loser who gets followed around by her brother everywhere.
Time skip: midnight
Rafe has, now, finally found a girl to talk to and has left me to go around on my own. We are on the beach so I just start walking, I don't know where I'm going, but anywhere other than this party would be nice. I really love to party and talk to my friends, but I just need some air that's not full of weed right now.
As I start to get further away from the party, I realize that someone is behind me; they must have been following me this whole time. It's not like I've done anything monstrously awful, but I don't exactly look my best and I think I might have been talking to myself. Not like full on, having a chat about life, just quiet things being muttered under my breath.
I stop for a second, getting ready to see who it is behind me - I'm guessing it's one of Rafe's friends just checking I'm okay - so when I turn around, I'm surprised because I can see a tall boy, a mop of dirty blonde hair, covered by a cap, and a clearly muscular, body. It hits me after a second that it is not a kook, but JJ, probably the most well-known pogue out of all of them. I'm fairly sure he recognizes me after I turn around, because, even in the dark, I can see a distinct expression of disappointment on his face. I'm also certain that he can see the look of disgust on my face when I realized who it was becuase the first thing he says is "come on, we're not that bad right," he knows exactly what I'm thinking. My response, brimming with sarcasm, is "yeah, I know. Sleeping with every female touron to ever step foot on the island is just great for your reputation, and the fact that you thought I was a touron, I'm assuming since you followed me out here, possibly adds to your impeccable reputation," he smiles at me through gritted teeth, "you're an angel JJ, really you are."
"It's not like you're so innocent," he responds, "and for the record, no, I did not think you were a touron, I knew who you were y/n." When he says that it really takes me by surprise, because why would JJ Maybank, literally the worst enemy of my brother and the fittest guy on the entire island, follow me out into the dark for any reason other than to be creepy. And let me tell you, when I say this is creepy, this is creepy. I ask, "if you knew who I am, then when did you follow me out here."
He starts stepping closer and I can feel the butterflies in my stomach, and when he is close enough that I can feel his hair brushing my forehead, almost inaudibly, he says " becuase I want you." With that his lips smash onto mine and I can almost see the fireworks in my head when he does. The kiss is full of passion and longing, and it feels as if it could last forever, but then he pulls away. I can see his face, full of hunger and desire when he suddenly picks me up off my feet and pulls me even further away from the party, back to, I think, John B's van.
As he lays me down, he is kissing me; and in between kisses, he pulls off his shirt, and I pull off mine. His muscles are glistening in the moonlight, and I can still smell the sea on the wind, he looks into my eyes, asking if he can and when I nod, he pulls my shorts down in one swift movement. As he slides my panties aside all I can feel is a knot in my stomach, he starts pumping inside me. One finger, two fingers. "I'm going to cum," I scream.
Then he takes out his fingers saying "not yet. not until I've finished," and then he pulled his shorts down.
I could see his cock. It was massive against me. "It's rude to stare, cupcake," he says, noticing me staring. But I can't help it, I've never seen anyone so big in my life. "Do you want me to be gentle love?" he asks, but I already know it will feel good either way, so I shake my head. "No," I say, "just do whatever you want," he smirks in response.
He thrusts in, the pain soon turns into pleasure as I adjust to his size, but then he starts pumping in and out. In and out. In and out. My moans could be heard on the other side of the island. He's so good; he hits my g-spot every time.
JJ's POV
Within second, I can feel her walls tightening around me, I really need to cum too, so when she says "I'm gonna cum," for the second time, a sense of relief kicks in. "Okay then, on three cupcake; one, two, three."
On three, I can feel her squirt as I pull out. Her juices are all over me.
y/n's POV
"That was amazing," I hear him say, but then it hits me. I have to get back to the party before Rafe actually kills me. So, I put my shirt on and my shorts and I'm about to go when JJ pulls me in. "Here, take this. You'll be cold otherwise," he hands me his shirt.
"It's fine," I say, "I'm already wearing a shirt."
"Yeah, but it's a tiny shirt and it's night, so it's getting cold. Please just take it,"
"Fine," I say, "but when do you want it back by, and where do I give it to you,"
"Just keep it," he says, "I have more."
And with that, he left. No goodbye, he just left me there, with his shirt on alone. Again.
