Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

JJ ~ nice to meet you (pt 2)

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Warnings: sexual content

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Back home, you replayed the encounter, your irritation only growing as Rafe's possessive rant from the car echoed in your ears. You'd broken up a while ago; he had no right to embarrass you like that.

Lying on your bed, you stared at the ceiling, half-doubting if JJ would actually come. Maybe it had been the alcohol talking, or maybe it was that rush you'd felt when you'd almost kissed. You weren't sure, but the memory of his gaze and the near-kiss still lingered, bringing a small smile to your face.

Then you heard a faint knock at your balcony door. You jolted upright, heart pounding, unsure if you were imagining things. But there it was again—a soft, persistent tap on the glass.

Curiosity piqued, you slipped out of bed and padded over to the door, sliding it open. There stood JJ, his hair tousled by the night breeze, his signature smirk softened by a flicker of nervousness.

"Hey," he greeted, voice low as he leaned against the doorframe.

"Hi," you replied, feeling your heart skip a beat as you took in the sight of him standing there under the moonlight. "Didn't think you'd actually show," you admitted, stepping back to let him in.

He chuckled, slipping inside and closing the door behind him. "Wasn't sure if you were serious," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "But I figured, if you were...well, I didn't want to miss out."

There was a pause as you both stood there, the air thick with anticipation. You could feel the tension simmering between you, a mix of excitement and uncertainty. You knew it was reckless, but something about JJ made it impossible to resist.

"So," he started, breaking the silence, "Rafe really has it out for me, huh?"

You rolled your eyes, letting out an exasperated laugh. "Yeah, he's...he's Rafe. Thinks he still has some kind of claim on me or something."

"Guess he didn't like me stepping in on his turf." JJ's gaze flickered to yours, his eyes holding a playful gleam. "Not that I care."

You smirked, taking a step closer. "And if I don't care either?"

He looked down, his hand reaching out instinctively, his fingers brushing against yours. "Then maybe...we forget about him for a little while?"

You swallowed, nodding as you tilted your chin up. "Maybe," you whispered.

In one smooth motion, JJ's hand slid up to cup your cheek, his thumb tracing a gentle line along your jaw. He leaned in slowly, his breath mingling with yours until his lips brushed against yours, soft and tentative. The kiss deepened, a hunger sparking between you that was hard to ignore. His hands slipped around your waist, pulling you closer as you wrapped your arms around his neck, melting into him.

You barely registered the way you backed toward your bed, caught up in the heat of his touch, the way his hands roamed your back, tracing soft patterns that sent shivers down your spine. He pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against yours as he took a steadying breath.

"You sure about this?" he murmured, his gaze flicking over your face.

"Are you? I mean, we just met," you whispered back, your fingers tracing the edge of his jaw.

"Definitely."

You pulled him back to you in an instant, sealing the answer with another kiss that left no room for doubt. His hands traced delicate lines down your back, his touch both gentle and confident, as if he were memorising every detail.

His touch was warm, and each kiss felt like it held something unsaid—a quiet desire and an urgency neither of you could ignore. He pulled you in even closer, his hands settling firmly at your waist, fingers sliding underneath the hem of your shirt and brushing the bare skin beneath.

Your heart pounded as you felt his lips travel down to your neck, leaving soft, lingering kisses along your collarbone. You were acutely aware of the closeness when he pulled away, the way his gaze held yours for a brief, intense moment.

With a gentle but insistent pull, you guided him onto the bed beside you as you laid down on the mattress with him towering over you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your hands moved up to explore his shoulders and down his chest, fingers grazing over every defined muscle. His breathing grew heavier as your touch roamed, your hands sliding beneath the fabric of his shirt. He smiled softly as he leaned up for a second, letting you pull it off completely, and then his hands were on you again, like he couldn't stand even a second of distance.

The heat between you grew as his mouth found yours once more, this time deeper and more demanding, hands moving to the small of your back and pulling you closer until there was barely any space left between you. His lips moved from your mouth to the sensitive skin just below your ear, where he murmured your name, a hint of both awe and want lingering in his voice.

Slowly, deliberately, he took his time exploring, his hands roaming and mapping the curves of your body, leaving no part of you untouched, unseen. You let yourself fall fully into the moment, surrendering to his gentle but passionate touch, both of you lost in the silence of the night as it stretched endlessly ahead, a promise in every lingering kiss and every whispered touch.

You use the ends of your fingers to run down his chest before letting them disappear under his waistband. He instantly drops his head into your neck as he lets out soft pants at the contact. Your other hand goes up to the back of his head, clutching at his blonde hair as you continued.

His pants become more staggered until he grabbed your wrist to stop you and locked your hands above your head with one hand.

He lifts his head from your neck, his breathe panting and his cheeks flushed. You gave him a smirk.

He lowers his pants to his ankles, kicking them across the room as he slides his hand up your thigh. Just a simple touch erupted your insides.

"Shit, I don't have protection."

You shake your head, "it's fine. I want you to impregnate me."

He freezes and raises his brows, "what?"

You let out a low chuckle at his reaction, "I'm kidding. I'm on the pill."

He rolls his eyes. He lets his fingertips disappear into your shorts where your thighs were as you let in a sharp inhale. It started with one and then it was two shortly after. You couldn't move much since your hands were still locked so you could only arch your back towards him. Soft moans exiting your lips.

He definitely wasn't a stranger to these type of things.

He was teasing and he knew it.

Out of frustration, you switch positions so you were now on top and he was on the bottom. You moved your pants to the side and sit up slightly before fully sitting down, taking him in in one go. He lets out a loud inhale as you're quick to cover his mouth.

"Shhh. What's wrong with you?"

He mutters a 'sorry' against your hand but you don't remove your hand because frankly you couldn't trust him anymore and your parents were right down the hallway. You move up and down on his hips slowly as he mutters a line of profanities.

He must've not liked being a bottom because he switched positions back and starts going faster as you tilt your head back with your hand clasped over your mouth.

You couldn't trust yourself either. 

You arch your back, clutching at the bedsheets when you finished, you could tell this was going to be your new addiction. JJ wasn't far behind when his pace slowed in time of his pulses inside you.

You opened your eyes to meet his gaze when the fireworks in your brain depleted, your breathe still heavy and so was his.

You prop up on an elbow, using the other hand to rest on his jawline, pulling him in to close the distance. This time they were sloppy and lazy but the desire still lingered.

He pulls from you slightly, keeping your foreheads connected, "well...that's one way to introduce yourself."

You chuckle softly, "that was probably my favourite welcoming gift."