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soooo sexyyyy
How would each boy react to you wanting them to smack you across the face during sex? (asking for a friend…the friend is me…)
rafe would do it without much hesitation 😭 purely because you’ve been whining for it for a few minutes and he wants to shut you up. he chuckles meanly when you start to cry “what? thought I wouldn’t do it? you were askin’ for it baby.”
jj would be a bit hesitant, slowing his thrusts and frowning when you start crying out “jj— want you t’hit me!” he’d stumble over his words a bit, asking you if you’re sure but eventually he’d agree, starting out gently and gradually getting a bit stronger with your praise. he gets comfortable with it pretty quickly and it becomes practice in pretty much every time you two have sex.
john b would refuse the first time you ask. sitting down with you to talk about it when you’re both finished, he’d explain that he didn’t want to do it cause he felt you were to vulnerable and in the moment to think straight. talks about it and when you tell him that you would like it to become a part of your intimacy he takes note. it doesn’t become practice immediately, but maybe one day when you’re being particularly whiny he’ll just hit you with a slap across the face. “yeah… gonna keep quiet for daddy now, or you need another one t’get it into you?”
IN HEAVEN!!!
SUPER RICH KIDS MASTERLIST
DILF! Kook! Pope thoughts… (SFW)
DILF! Kook! Pope who starts off as a guest speaker at your university, speaking about his family connections to Denmark Tanny -
DILF! Kook! Pope whose eye catches yours from across the lecture hall, all too proud of himself as he catches the gleam in your eye as he speaks. He’s used to it, but you’re a pretty young thing in a room full of bored students and he can’t help but pay attention to you.
DILF! Kook! Pope who’s all too happy when you find him after the fact, a smirk on his face as he watches you avert your gaze to the floor - “ ’Scuse me Mr Heyward, I-I was wondering if we could get a coffee? I’m really interested in your family’s history, and you could really help with my paper...”
He rubs his chin, giving you a once over.
“Ah, I’d love to, but I have to pick up my daughter from daycare. Let me give you my email --”
DILF! Kook! Pope who meets you that next week for coffee, all too happy to buy you a drink and a pastry. Unlike the other girls who fawn over him, you actually seem to care, and he gets a weird sense of pride from seeing you take notes, nodding enthusiastically at everything he says.
DILF!Kook! Pope who’s transfixed on the way your lips gloss over the edge of your pen as you chew on it absentmindedly.
DILF! Kook! Pope who gushes non-stop about his daughter, showing you the pictures of them together in his wallet. He’s the ultimate girl dad.
DILF!Kook! Pope who selfishly takes up on your offer to become his babysitter. He teaches at another college, and often works late. He could really use the help around the house....
DILF! Kook! Pope who watches you from his study, door slightly ajar as you play with her, fascinated by the way you take to each other so quickly. You’d be a great mother.
DILF!Kook!Pope who always makes you dinner, sometimes casual, sometimes Southern recipes he inherited from his mother.
DILF!Kook! Pope who always lends you his clothes, and gets turned on by seeing you in his designer shirts or oversized sweatshirts from his old college days. It makes him imagine domestic life with you, with a ring on your finger and a baby in your belly...
DILF! Kook! Pope who keeps you on the low, but he doesn’t hide. He’s not your teacher and he doesn’t need to.
NSFW
DILF!Kook! Pope who takes you to university fundraisers, just so he has the excuse of buying you something nice; a dress, shoes, all the works. He never takes you home during those days, instead spending the evening peeling your clothes off you before he fucks you in the shower.
DILF! Kook! Pope who’s a passionate lover; always making sure you’re taken care of before he does. His favourite position is with you on your back, draped in his sweaters or a dress, legs wrapped around his head as he eats you out.
DILF! Kook! Pope who takes advantage of your ‘studying’ at his house. He lets you use his desk, but you always seem to end up on his lap, his thick fingers in your pussy as he ‘tries’ to get you to focus on your studies - “That’s it, princess. Read that last line back out to me, I couldn’t understand you...You know you’ll fail if you don’t get this right...”
DILF!Kook! Pope who’s sweet but can make your head spin. It’s always on the days where work or divorce drama gets to him, and it’s those times when he fucks you the hardest, watching your ass bounce on his thighs as he drills you from behind - “You’re not like those other girls, are you? No, you’re always a good girl f’me...That’s why you’re taking this cock, huh? Pretty girl, lie there and take it...”
Credits to @gardengirl222 for the original idea!! 🫶🏼
omigod yes
never underestimate breeding kink!jj !!!
just in case this post gets traction check out my latest breeding kink!jj concept
thinking about co-parenting with JJ and how you and JJ were dating for about a year when you found out you were pregnant at 19. you and JJ were dumbfounded (as if you two were using protection) but since you and JJ were just so young when you got pregnant and you both couldn’t get your shit together, constantly arguing over stupid shit your whole relationship, you eventually decided co-parenting would be the best thing for your baby. JJ wasn’t thrilled with the whole co-parenting thing because he never wanted his kids to grow up in a broken home, but he also knew it was better for the baby to not have to grow up around the constant arguing. fast forward to when the baby is about a year old and you and JJ are still going strong (kind of) with the co-parenting. JJ gets the baby on the weekends due to his busy work schedule but of course he’s stopping by your house every night after work to tell his baby goodnight. when the baby is all good and settled, tucked in tight and snoozing away.. JJ is absolutely trying to get into your pants. he still wants you. he still wants his baby mama. he doesn’t want any of the other women that constantly throw themselves at him. he wants you. so he’ll take you in any way he can. and you’ll let him because of course you still care about him and miss him. then when you end up pregnant again (even tho you guys were only supposed to be co-parenting) everyone is confused likeeee huh??
ultimately you and him end up getting back together to see if you can leave the toxicity behind and do it right this time.
aweeee i love him soooo muchhh!!! I NEED HIM!!💞
ugh sleepy pussy rubs with jombee. SOMEONE SEDATE ME RN.
and if i say outlaw!johnb?
♡༻🌸༺♡︎
your body is all hot and glowing with a thin sheen of sweat. it’s storming outside, yet the air is thick and humid and you’ve removed the thin night gown you’d gone to sleep in, naked body writhing in the dark beside john b.
“s’too loud. m’hot and it’s loud and i can’t—” you whine, devastated. he pitied you. he was used to sleeping in worse conditions, but the storm was clearly upsetting you — and he could tell you were incredibly tired and just wanted to be able to relax. you tense up once more as the thunder cracks, and john b pulls your body closer.
“sure you can. ‘storms outside. we’re inside… and you’re safe with me, right?” he presses a kiss into your temple, watching the way your chest heaves with an exasperated sigh, the moon illuminating the fat of your tits in the dark.
“i know but… i just can’t relax…” you mewl, and even though you’re not looking up at his face he imitates your pout, thinking for a moment.
“i might be able to remedy that.” he coo’s lightheartedly, chest rumbling against your back as you lay slightly against him. he reaches downward, pulling your thigh over over his leg to open your legs wide, the warm night air caressing your folds that were already a little glossy from being near to your man. “there we go, easy. juuust spreadin’ you like butter.” he smiles, hand sliding down your tummy. his little catchphrase which would usually make you giggle makes your body relax a little against his and he presses a kiss to your cheek. “good girl.”
he wastes no time, his cupped fingers pushing between fat folds and rubbing your bud, making you let out a croaky whimper. “iiii know. settle down now sweetheart, just relax for me.”
you do as he says, eyes fluttering shut as you squeeze out your arousal making it easier for him to stroke you. the storm continues to crash outside, and you jolt just a little, causing the brunette to hold you tighter. “hey, hey… i’m here… get some shut eye, sweet girl… storms passing anyway…”
john b continues to talk to you quietly whilst stroking your cunt. there was no end goal in sight with this, drifting in and out between your own pleasure as the boy who’d worked in your barn all day continued to put in the work to soothe you, knowing he’d still be up early in the morning to get back to work. you couldn’t believe such a sweet man could be an outlaw.
♡༻🌸༺♡︎
john b had these big firm hands.
not because you’d been studying them or anything, you just very quickly learnt this about him when you’d joined the group — the way the other pogues would complain about aches and knots in their back only to have it quickly resolved by the brunette. with the little crush you’d developed on him, you’d find yourself complaining more and more about your own pains — perhaps when on your period or after a long day, and he’d be happy to help you. that’s what he did, he was a problem solver.
what you failed to realise is how much john b enjoyed it too.
in a general sense, sure. like mentioned, he liked to help people and fix everyone’s problems for them— and being such an active group, it was often physical pains causing them strife. whether it would be a knuckle in popes calf or an elbow in jj’s shoulder, they were appreciative.
“you should be like, studying to do this for a living bro. you got a gift.” the blonde would comment after john b had cracked his shoulder, to which the brunette would shrug it off with a—
“yeah, like i can afford that.”
you don’t realise, but soon enough the routledge boy starts to pay a little more attention to you specifically, and no one knows or cares why enough to comment on it. he’d started to ask, instead of waiting for you to complain about it. asking ‘does this hurt? does this hurt?’ as he moves you in different positions because he thought you looked ‘a little stiff’ that day.
you liked it. you liked holding his attention. john b was the leader, somehow the main character in everyone’s life— so you revelled in the attention he’d give you whilst playing the group chiropractor. it made you feel special when he singled you out.
he seemed to have this belief, that you were way more tense than anyone else in the group. he’d hooked his fingers into the idea that because you happened to have anxiety, your body would too suffer. this might’ve been true, maybe you were more tense than everyone and it showed— probably naturally less comfortable around the group seeing as you were the newest addition, but the likelihood was that john b had only convinced you and everyone else of this because he just adored getting his hands on you.
he likes the way your skin feels soft compared to the callous palms and nicked fingertips of his own. he likes the way the fat of your flesh moulds and succumbs to his touch. he likes the way he’s developed enough natural strength over the years to manoeuvre you any which way he wanted, his own warm little rag doll for the time being that sent his imagination running rampant when he’d put you in more vulnerable positions. he loved the way your brows would furrow when he’d crack the right spot or dig his hands in the right place at the right pressure. the way your lips would part with a little whimper when there’s an audible crack.
his voice was what made it enjoyable for you a lot of the time. not that it didn’t feel great, but john b had a ‘talk you through it’ kind of voice. warm, kind, comforting, rumbles in your ear when he’s slotted up behind you, performing his magic until you click somewhere you didn’t think you could.
“how we feeling? hm?” he’d ask, and you could hear the casual smile in his tone without looking, a face that you didn’t have to look at with your eyes to know it was there because you’d seen it so many times.
his cock would always twitch when you’d respond. the prettiest, whiny tone when you were especially relaxed and off guard, a tone that even had jj’s ears perking up from across the room occasionally. “feels so good, john b.” now you didn’t have to say his name, too.
he told himself it was normal to feel that way about a friend as long as there was a boundary. you were pretty, and soft— he’d be a fool not to find that attractive. what he did feel guilty about, was the indulgence. it wasn’t gentlemanly of him, something he prided himself on being. he couldn’t let anyone know he’d continue the fantasy later on, replaying your satisfied mewls in his brain like a broken record, the sounds morphing and twisting, moulding like clay in the hands of his imagination as he attempts to twist it into sounds of sex. he can still feel the heat of your skin beneath his hands through his minds eye, but this time he’d be pushing your lower back down to make you arch as you take his dick deeper.
he recalls the squishiness of your thighs that one time he worked the knots out, and this time uses the memory to fuel the thought of pushing your thighs up against you whilst nuzzling his nose against your clit and lapping up the juices you’d leaked from him rubbing on your body prior. he hears it again, “feels so good, john b.” but this time your head is thrown back, your tits are spilling from that little bra that peeks from your shirts, your clits throbbing against his tongue.
he makes a mess on his fist each night he thinks about it, and wonders how often he can get away with touching you up under the guise of a massage.
OMIGOD
I have no idea what this for, but good lord the way he says daddy 😵💫😵💫🥴🥴💦💦💦
Rudy and JD's looks are priceless too.
bestfriend!jj who carries you bridal style into your home after a long night of wearing heels. the alcohol buzzed in your system but did nothing to numb the pain of the incredibly uncomfortable shoes. and so you sulked up at your big, strong best friend who you knew had always been wrapped around your finger, with an irresistible pout and disney princess-esque eyes. "my feet hurt, j." and of course, one look at your gorgeous face and the man instantly melts. his princess? in pain? yeah fuckin' right. "c'mere, pretty girl," he beckons, crouching down slightly to lift you into his arms. your louboutin encased ankles dangle off the bed once jj has carried you inside and up the stairs. he uses his fingers to unlace your heels and slide them off. then he lays across from you at the foot of the bed, leaning up on his elbow as his rough hands knead at the soles of your feet. the more pressure he grants you, the more you melt into your bed. "you're the best friend ever," you muse, eyes closed with a light smile. "yeah?" he asks with a chuckle. "mhm, you're killer. you're also very good at this foot massage thing." he shakes his head bashfully, though you can't see it. you also fail to see the aura glowing around him when he speaks next. "yeah, well, only for you, babygirl."
full fic coming soon! (i love this lil universe way too much)
sooooo john b 💘🦋🦋🦋
you sink down on his cock and he immediately buries his face into the side of your neck and groans, thumb sneaking in between your body & his to rub your clit. and his other hand cradles your head as you moan that he feels so good. you don’t know where he begins and you end
absolutely the cutest thing everrrr!!!!! 🩷💓🪽🪽🪽
working at an ice cream shop with bestfriend!jj maybank who you are secretly in love with during the summer…💗🍨🎀🤍
"JJ,oh my god,are you serious" you screamed angrily at the blonde.In all JJ fashion,he was fooling around and hit the icecream in your hand that fell dramatically to the floor.
"Shit,sorry baby…",jj respond laughing,"i’m cleaning it,i promise,go."
So you ended up remaking the little girl’s order,an strawberry/bubblegum icecream,shaking you head smiling.
JJ was cleaning up the mess and as he lean down you couldn’t help but check out his gorgeous ass.You and JJ has been best friend since 3 years,you were Kiara’s only friend at the Kook academy and she presented you to the pogue.JJ instantly caught your eyes but at the time you were with Rafe and as time passed,you two became really good friends and as much as you like him,you know the feeling was not mutual,you were the opposite of his type and he hated kook.But sometimes,when you were alone at night in your bed or at the beach looking at the moon you couldn’t help but wonder if friendship was truly the only feeling JJ felt for you.He always called you baby,gived you compliments,it’s no secret his love language is physical touch but most importantly he looks at you like you hung the moon.Like you’re the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.
You two always go on adventures together,loves swimming and surfing.He always sneak out in the middle of the night in your room after a particularly bad argument with his dad to hold you and let you take care of him.You knew it means a lot for JJ to let you see him like that,so vulnerable and so broken not like his usual funny no-worries personality.You loved every part of him,broken and beautiful.That’s why you never confessed any of your true feelings.You knew JJ was scared of intimacy and love,the last thing you wanted was to lose him.So you keep your true feeling locked in your heart,hoping that one day he’ll fall in love with you.
"Baby,Jackson just left,i’m begging you change this awful playlist.",JJ said while making a couple of teenagers that were at the Kook academy with you icecream.
Jackson was your manager and the owner of Teenage Icecream,a icecream shop at the port of the island.Jackson was nice except he was a little old and make everyone listen to his awfully sad playlist all the time.
It was a beautiful summer day so you decided to put your candy summer playlist.Teenage dream by Katy Perry started filling the shop.You loved working here,you loved seeing people laughing and having fun with their loved one.You also loved the smell of icecream.
The little pink bell on the counter started ringing,signaling that a customer is here.
"I take care of it",you tell JJ.
But as you turned to look at the counter,you saw Rafe aka your ex boyfriend standing here looking at you up and down.You and Rafe dated for 2 years before breaking up two years ago because he was just so controlling and mean you couldn’t do it anymore.You knew about his dad and you understood how hard it was for him but he never let you in.The relationship made you more unhappy than happy so you decided to break thing off.
"Oh Rafe,hi…",you said a little uncomfortable,you haven’t talk to him for month,"what can i get you?"
"Hi doll,a vanilla and coffee sorbet please.",he said shyly which was strange coming from him.You started making his order and while giving you the money he asked you.."what are you doing tonight?Topper’s throwing a party.”
"Mhm no…i’m busy.I promised JJ to watch a movie with him tonight."
"Seriously y/n, JJ? I mean come on,you got to realize he’s only friends with you to get under your pretty little skirts.",he started to talk a little louder which makes people turn around to look at you.That comment brings tears in your eyes,since puberty the only reason that boy have cared about you was sex.Even with Rafe.It made you feel ashamed and bad about your body and you hated that.You wanted someone who wanted your amazing mind AND your gorgeous body.Not only your body.And JJ has never once made you feel like that.
"Rafe please,take your icecream and leave.I’m not interested in doing anything with you.",you sighed,you hated how rafe made you feel.But you felt a sentiment of pride as you turned him down.Since you’re broke up,you took back some of the confidence he took and you felt strong.
Rafe started talking louder,almost screaming,begging you to go out with you because he changed blah blah blah…
" Okay,dude that’s enough.",jj said while putting you aside and standing in front of Rafe,you’ve never heard him so angry."Get out.You’re embarrassing yourself."
Rafe was going to argue but his dad came in,angry,saying that he did not have the time for this.They left and your heart felt so much less heavy.
"You good,baby?",JJ said softly while playing with your hair.
"Yeah i’m fine,nothing a good unicorn icecream can’t fix",you said smiling with a smile that did not reach your ear.
"Nah,I’m doing it for ya,sit down,look beautiful and relax for me.",he said before kissing your cheek and making your pink icecream.
˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀໒꒱ ‧₊˚
For the rest of the day,you served ice cream and laughed with JJ till your cheeks hurt from smiling too much.He acted extra silly and even more clumsy then usual,just to kept your pain out of your mind.God,you loved this boy so much.As you walked back home with JJ,he turned around in front of your pool and look at you with worry in his eyes.
"Hey…about what Rafe said…i care about you so much…so so much.I’m not your friend just to get you in bed.You’re so much more than just your body",he sighed dreamily,"God,how i love your crazy smart mind.You always left me speechless by how many knowledge you have.And i value everything about us.Please don’t ever let him tear you down…Fuck,i hate him so much.He never deserved you,not you and certainly not your love."
A tear streamed down your face but what he said made you so happy.You didn’t hesitate before doing something you dreamed about and wrote about in your diary.You kissed him.
After a couple of second,he returned the kiss and you couldn’t even form a thought other than how incredible this boy was.His lips were the softest you’ve ever kissed and he tasted like the orange ice cream he eaten at the shop.The kiss made you feel like you were in a teenage dream.This is the type of kiss little girl dream about when they think of true love.The kiss feel like infinity,you couldn’t even breathe but you didn’t care.You wanted to breathe him and him only.
He finally broke the kiss,a gigantic smile on both of your faces.
"You don’t know for how long i have wanted to do that ", he said with so much happiness."Y/n i’ve never done relationships i have no idea what a healthy one looks like but please please please teach me.Teach me how you want me to love you because all i know is that i want to make you smile,and dance,and make you feel loved,appreciated and make you realize how amazing you are.I want to treat you right,like a princess and i’m going to try really hard.But i’m scared to fuck up,scared to lose you..i.."
"You won’t,JJ,i promise you won’t.",you sounded desperate but you didn’t care.Not when you felt so much love.
"I want to be with you,please let me be your boyfriend.I know your parents think i’m trouble,i know that i am trouble and you deserve better than i can give you but baby no one will ever love you as much as me.That i assure you.I love you.So much.I do.I don’t want anyone else.I’m willing to fight for us.To show every one that i can love you as you deserve.",he was breathing heavily now after his declaration.
You jumped in his arm and he wrapped your legs around his waist,his hands wrapped around your waist."I love you so much JJ.So much.Yes,i want you to be my boyfriend."
You guys laughed and then went back in your room to watch some new action movie JJ wanted to watch for so long.
As you fallen asleep wrapped in JJ’s arms,you felt so happy and content.Your love story just begun and you were so excited to have a gossip session with Kiara and Sarah to tell them all about JJ and how much you loved him.
hope u loved it ♡ English is not my first language so i apologize for any mistakes <3
The way i presented this fic is heavily inspired by @princessbrunette please check her blog <3 it’s amazing
