summary: jj being pussy whipped for his girl
warnings: allusions to sex, inappropriate jj (cmon tho)
word count: 0.5k
inspired by this tiktok
you had woken up early from jj’s snoring, having to wiggle out of his grasp in order to get away.
you decided to make pancakes for the pogues, grabbing all the ingredients john b had, which was a surprise, and cooking up a batch.
the door behind you creaked, causing you to whip your head around to see sarah and jb, the two groggily saying good morning before sitting at the counter.
“is mom making pancakes?” john b asked, causing you to snicker as sarah hit his arm.
“what he meant to say was thank you,” she mumbled, ending the sentence with a yawn as john b tsked.
the three of you made light conversation as they watched you cook, pope joining a few minutes later announcing that kie would be swinging by.
you were all talking about who knows what when jj came stalking out, his eye’s immediately falling on your figure.
you were wearing one of his T-shirts that practically drowned your body in fabric, with a pair of his boxers.
smirking to himself at the thought of last nights activities, he made his way over to where you stood.
“oh! morning babe,” you chirped when his arm snaked around your waist, the boy leaning over to peck your lips before leaning against the counter to watch.
“speak of the devil,” john b mumbled, sending jj a teasing smile as the blonde flipped him off.
“how’d you two lovebirds sleep?” sarah asked, catching you off guard as you flipped three pancakes over.
“uh—good?” you answered but it sounded more of a question. you heard the couple snicker along with pope who sat on the couch, causing you to look at jj.
jj gave you a shrug in response, confused as well.
“do any…cardio?”
cardio? what does that mean-
your face dropped as you realized what she was referring to, your face heating up as you dropped it in embarrassment.
“ohhh,” jj sighed, coming back over to you as he hugged you from behind, squeezing your waist momentarily before saying—“you guys heard?”
“jj!”
“what?! im just asking the lady!”
sarah burst out laughing as john b pretended to throw up in disgust, your face turning many shades of red as you hid it in your hands.
“jj is pussy whipped,” john b said, a teasing tone laced in his words as you groaned in annoyance.
“hell yeah i am,” he responded, abruptly bending you over the counter before taking hold of your waist and pretending to thrust into you.
“jj!” you gasped, hitting him in the chest before pointing your finger at him.
“gross guys!” pope called from where he sat.
“guys?! i didn’t do anything!” you tried defending.
“y/n-”
“no jj, you lost the privilege to talk,” you scolded, watching john b and sarah’s eyes widen as you furrowed your brows.
“y/n the pancakes are burning.”
before you could respond, the fire alarm went off and you turned around to face a heap ton of smoke.
“shit!”
Cause why not? First time writing a prompt list thats going in this kind of direction. Feel free to use these for anything!
A Kiss to the thigh
Person A wearing a more revealing outfit than they'd usually wear.
"Do you trust me?" "Should I?" (in a flirty way obviously)
Hand(s) on the others leg(s).
Person A trying on a new outfit for Person B.
Almost caught.
Sneaking around.
First time seeing the other in their swimwear.
Person A helping Person B into their outfit.
Person A helping Person B out of their outfit.
"You know, no one would believe me if I told them how much of a tease you are."
"You like it?" "No, I love it."
"You are constantly finding new ways to surprise me."
A kiss to the neck.
"If you go out like that, everyone will know."
"That was lovely."
"You little devil."
"Well, that was close."
A kiss to the lower back.
"And what are you going to do about it?"
"I can think of a few things."
"What are you waiting for?"
𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘀_ 𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱
𝘛𝘞, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦 + 𝘑𝘑'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥
"Come on j, can we please watch a movie?" I ask him walking over to my bed.
"i would love too y/n but we have to finish your math so you don't get held back, your already failing" JJ says turning the chair that he's sitting on towards me
"please jj, it's one movie" i plead laying down on my bed
"how about this" he says walking towards me "we finish your math homework then you can pick whatever movie we watch, deal?"
"how about we watch a movie then we finish my homework" i say sitting up.
"You're not winning this argument sunshine" jj says picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
"jj!" i say slapping his back
"shit, y/n don't hit there on my back" jj says setting me down
"sorry jj" I said, kissing his cheek "your dad again?" He looks away and sits on the chair again. He shakes his head and pulls me to sit on his lap. "Just stop talking about it" jj says grabbing my pencil "let's just finish this then we can watch your movie yea?"
"yea" I say, grabbing the pencil and continuing my homework. jj puts his head on my shoulder and points out where i go wrong.
"There you go, you're finally done, now let's watch the movie you wanted to watch" jj says pressing his lips against my shoulder. I nod my head and stand up walking towards my bed.
"what movie are we watching" he says standing up walking towards my bed
"the mighty ducks, the first one though, you've never seen them before" i tell him laying down
"That's because I have no interest in those movies," jj says, putting his head on my stomach. I smile at him and run my fingers through his hair while turning on my laptop that sometimes doesn't turn on.
"They all look so young and since it's near the end we can see them-" I say but look down to see JJ asleep. I shake my head and get up to grab a glass of water. i go to the kitchen and see john b, kiara, sarah and pope talking
"y/n! just because your dating my best friend doesn't mean you get to keep him 24/7" john b tells me walking towards the kitchen
"this is the first time we hung out alone jb, you guys are always in the room making sure we don't do shit" i say taking a sip out of my water bottle
"what's that on your neck?" john b says going into protective brother mode and checking my neck out
"birthmark dumbass, and if i were to have a hickey it would be in a place that wouldn't be shown" i smirk at john b, he looks at me with a disgusted face. jj walks out of my room and towards me wrapping an arm around my waist
"you left me" jj whispers in my ear and kisses the back of my head
"i know, john b held me up complaining that i took you away" i whisper back "come on let's go watch the rest of the movie"
"keep the sound to a minimum" kie yells looking at us then at john b
"no closed door! keep it opened" john b says to us. I scoff and grab jjs hand walking towards my bedroom. jj takes this as a chance to smack my ass
"jj maybank!" i say laughing, he just smiles at me and kisses my forehead
"gross jj that's my sister" john b complains walking over to where sarah is.
"oh please you do worse with sarah" y/n looks at her brother
"shush"
Open AO3 and see all the shit we did with less than 15 minutes of their screen together.
I'm interpreting Mobius' "Let time pass." as "I'll wait for my husband, thank you very much."
No because…
the tats
the waist
the underwear band
crawling towards the camera
on his knees
Y’all wanted sub!chris w a mommy kink so here ya go! Basically Chris has been needing you all day and you make him work for it
NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor
All day Chris has been attached to your hip, although this wasn’t that unusual for him you could tell it wasn’t just him being clingy. You knew he was horny, and you definitely didn’t help it by subtly teasing him throughout the day. You both got back to his place and went to his room and you watched as he basically threw himself onto his bed.
“So Chris are you gonna tell me what’s got you all worked up today?” You smirk.
“Fuck sakes, just you in that god damn outfit. All I’ve been thinking about all day is ripping it off of you. You bending over to pick up your phone, I know damn well you did that on purpose to flash me. Never mind the countless other shit you did” He responds with a slight groan.
“Seems like you’re quite needy baby” You reply as you make your way towards him.
He doesn’t reply and instead pulls you into a kiss. Your tongues fighting for dominance, yours winning as you were insistent on being in control tonight. Pulling his hair slightly he let out a moan.
“Please” He says in between kissing.
“Please what?” You say, knowing exactly what was coming next.
“Touch me, please I need you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.” He responds.
“Are you gonna be a good boy for me?” You ask.
“Yes, I’ll be your good boy” He replies and thrusts his hips up.
“I think you need to make mommy feel good before you deserve anything” You reply, knowing it was slightly selfish but god you wanted his mouth on your pussy.
With that he immediately flipped you over and started kissing down your neck, eager to please you.
“Let me take my shirt off” You say sitting up.
He nods and takes his off as well, while watching your every move.
“Fuck I love your tits” He groans.
“Prove it” You demand back.
Chris takes your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking. Doing the same to the other while squeezing them. He makes his way down to your stomach, slowly getting closer to your pussy.
“Can I take these off?” He questions, referring to your skirt and panties.
“Of course” You reply.
He takes them off and immediately gets to work. Flicking his tongue, circling your clit and sucking. He has always been good with his mouth. You arch your back and push his head down slightly.
“Mmm you’re making mommy feel so good. Letting me use you for my own pleasure” You moan out.
“Anything for you” He says back.
“Use your fingers pretty boy” You tell him.
He once again does as you say, starting off with one finger inside you and slowly adding a second. Pumping them in and out of you while continuing to use his tongue on all the right places. You reach your breaking point and come. Chris adored making you finish, but god he wanted more of you, every inch.
You sit up and kiss him, already planning to suck him off but wanting him to ask for it.
“Mommy please I need you to touch me” He whines.
“Yeah? You want me to suck you off? You think you deserve that?” You reply.
“Y-yes, fucking hell” Chris replies back.
You slowly lower his shorts and boxers, his dick springing out slapping against his stomach. Smiling to yourself as you notice the amount of pre-cum on his tip. You immediately take all of him into your mouth, letting his dick hit the back of your throat. That took him by surprise, you usually worked your way up to that. You listen to his whimpers and moans as you continue, pulling back to circle your tongue around his tip and going faster.
You notice he’s close but he interrupts your thoughts, “Mommy can I fuck you?” He says.
“Yeah? You want to fuck my pussy?” You smirk back. You loved when he came in you and knew he did too.
“Please? I’ll make you feel good, I promise” He says back while looking at you, really begging for you now. He wanted nothing more than to feel you wrapped around him.
“Only since you’ve been such a good boy. Lay down” You tell him.
He lays down, you then climbing on top of him and positioning yourself on top of his dick. You lower yourself but only low enough for his tip to be inside you, repeating this motion a few times.
“Mommy I can’t -“ He groans out, you cutting him off.
“Can’t what hm?”
“I can’t wait any longer, I need you” He answers.
“Yeah?” You reply. Him begging having you ready to give in.
“Please” He says looking up at you, you could see the desire in his eyes.
You decided you had teased him enough, lowering yourself and taking all of him inside you. You moaned and you moved yourself up and down continuously, moving your hand to his throat and squeezing a bit.
Chris let out a whine, followed with multiple moans. Finally getting to be inside you.
“Mommy you feel so good” He moaned.
“Yeah? My pretty boy likes me bouncing on his dick?” You replies, you had began going faster, noticing Chris’ eyes clenching shut and his grip on your waist tightening - he was close.
“Fuck - I - fuck can I come in you?” Chris whined out.
“Let me come with you” You told him, throwing your head back. You and Chris coming together was one of your favourite things.
“I can’t hold back much longer” He said.
Knowing to get what you want you had to quicken your pace even more, you instructed Chris to thrust his hips harder.
“Fuck okay baby, on 3 okay?” You groaned out, not even knowing if you yourself could make it.
You counted to 3 and both you and Chris finished. You watched as his mouth fell agape, his hands squeezing your hips and both of you moaning out each others names, him going basically feral over the feeling of you tightening around him. For a few moments you continued moving yourself up and down.
“God you make me crazy” He said as you got off of him.
You smirked and replied, “good”. You loved when Chris was dominant but you also loved the sight of him begging for you.
bradley “rooster” bradshaw x f!reader
lines are meant to be crossed, kissing you is one of them
bradley bradshaw may have been considered a charmer, or even a player to some, but he always had respect for women. it had been ingrained in his mind by his mom that women were to be respected. they weren’t objects or toys. they weren’t required to stay home and be a house wife and wait on their husbands hand and foot. carole preached that women had voices that ought to be heard- they were strong, beautiful, and they were human.
that’s why bradley did not wanna mess this up. the day he met you he thought you were the most beautiful, headstrong woman he had ever laid eyes on. you challenged him. you were confident, but not cocky. quiet, but not necessarily reserved or shy. involved without being overbearing. intuitive and smart without rubbing it into people’s face. you balanced out the aviator perfectly. and bradley was obsessed. like would kiss the ground you walked on obsessed.
you had only been on two dates because of his busy schedule, but he swore no one had ever made him feel the you did. you made his chest tight and his heart stutter, his blush crawl and his knees weak. you had him wrapped around your finger. and he loved it. he loved falling in love with you. but he hated how much you used it to your advantage even if it wasn’t on purpose.
like right now.
you’re on your third date. rooster planned the first two. you were planning the next. you chose your place since rooster had just gotten back from an intense mission and figured he needed rest. you’re sitting next to him on the couch, a glass of bourbon between your fingers (rooster almost fell to his knees when he saw your collection). your’re sitting criss-crossed applesauce, knees pressing lightly into his thigh. his thumb rubs gentle circles on your bare skin as he talks about the mission details that he’s allowed to share. he’s somewhere in between telling a story about coyote and getting to fly an F-14. you were listening, but you were also allowing yourself to admire the pilot.
he’s a little more tan- a noticeable stubble lining his jaw. you’re used to his mustache and clean shaven look, but the five o’clock shadow suits him. the bruise on his orbital (the one he got in a scuff with hangman) is almost gone, just an annoying pink. his eyes hold that childlike glint you admire so much, which causes you cock your head to the side, that soft smile adorning your face.
your gaze causes rooster to stutter in his story, his heart rate quickening. you raise an eyebrow. “you okay?”
he opens his mouth to respond. pauses. puts down his glass. and then asks, “can i kiss you?”
you smile softly. “i don’t think you have to ask, roos.”
he leans in, taking your glass and setting it down next to his own. “no?”
“no,” you utter back, giving in as he tugs you onto his lap. you throw one leg over both of his, fingers dancing along the base of his neck.
his gaze falls to your lips and back up again. “good.”
you open your mouth to respond, but rooster is quick to cut you off by capturing your lips with his. they’re soft and taste of your eight-year aged bourbon. he kisses you until he can’t anymore and when he pulls away, you’re both having to catch your breath.
“roos,” you say breathless, nose brushing against his.
he hums, kissing you again, not as long this time but it’s just as breathtaking. he can’t think clearly, mind clouded by your touch.
“please stop asking to kiss me and just do it.”
he dips his head down to press hot kisses to the smooth skin of your neck. your eyes flutter shut as his lips graze your ear. “you giving me orders?”
you cup his jaw to kiss him again. “you gotta problem with that lieutenant?”
he offers you that small smirk. “not at all, captain.”
Reactions to being punched:
Well, I deserved that.
That was uncalled for.
Didn’t see THAT coming.
What was that for?
Oh, come on, honey.
I taught you better than that.
Thought you were stronger.
You punch just like my father.
That’s how you want to play it? Fine.
That’s all you have?
So it begins.
So it's the real you.
Turns out you're no better than your father.
Guess I should have seen it coming, huh?
After all, you're not such a gentleman, are you?
I know why you punched HIM, but ME?
You punch better than I thought.
Bring it on.
Motherfucker!
Let me explain!
Ow.
Honey, you punch like a girl.
That’s fair.
There's this monster I saw in your father.
You want to hit me again? Go for it. I'm used to it.
To think I thought you were better than him...
I wondered where this monster in you went. I guess he came back.
I thought you could control your anger.
You want to hit me?! Then hit me like you used to hit her!
I finally see what you've become.
Just let me speak!
SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES
[ SIT ] for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed, keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still.
[ RISK ] for one muse to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat.
[ DISTRACT ] for one muse to drive while the other gives them head/fingers them.
[ WATCH ] for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise.
[ SUBTLE ] our muses are cuddling, sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them.
[ STILL ] our muses are cuddling, receiver begins to feel up sender and tease them.
[ GUIDE ] while one muse is riding the other, the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements.
[ CLOSE ] our muses have sex in lotus position, clinging to each other desperately.
[ GAZE ] our muses are having sex in missionary and the one on the bottom tells them to slow down so they can just look at them for a few moments.
[ DELAY ] one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes.
[ CAREFUL ] one muse is recovering from minor injuries, so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow, sensual sex.
[ REVERENT ] one or both muses have been pining for a while, sender body worships receiver by kissing all over their body and giving them oral.
[ GRATIFICATION ] one or both muses have been pining for a while, receiver body worships sender by kissing all over their body and giving them oral.
[ MESS ] our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex, but sender starts to finger receiver.
[ RESTART ] our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex, but receiver starts to finger sender.
[ CLEANSE ] our muses have sex in the bathtub.
[ TENSION ] one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact, lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s.
[ DISCUSSION ] for our muses to talk about kinks and figure out their boundaries together.
[ APPROACHED ] our muses haven’t been intimate yet and sender finally broaches the subject to receiver ( feel free to add dialogue or actions )
[ APPROACH ] our muses haven’t been intimate yet and receiver finally broaches the subject to sender.
[ SUGGESTIVE ] our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn ons, kinks, and what they’re attracted to.
[ GROUND RULES ] for our muses to discuss boundaries before trying something new in bed.
[ OBSERVE ] for sender to show receiver where and how they want to be touched.
[ DEMONSTRATE ] for receiver to show sender where and how they want to be touched.
[ LINE ] our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating, but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.
[ DEBATE ] our muses are arguing because sender is worried and overprotective of receiver, but when they get up in each other’s faces they end kissing and groping at each other.
[ CLAIM ] our muses are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender, but when they get up in each other’s faces they end up kissing and groping at each other.
[ SENSUAL ] for sender to slowly undress receiver, caressing and kissing every part of them they expose.
[ GRADUAL ] for receiver to slowly undress sender, caressing and kissing every part of them they expose.
[ SERVICE ] our muses just showered together, sender dries off receiver with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go.
[ CARESS ] our muses just showered together, receiver dries off sender with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go.
COMMUNICATION
❝ well, honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me. ❞
❝ i’ve never tried that before. but i want to, can we just take it slow? ❞
❝ don’t be nervous, i’ll guide you through it. ❞
❝ just because i’ve never actually fucked someone doesn’t mean i don’t know what i like. we have toys for a reason. ❞
❝ show me what you like. ❞
❝ can we take a break? i’m enjoying this i just need a moment. ❞
❝ can i be on top this time? ❞
❝ can i be on bottom this time? ❞
❝ just relax, lie still and let me take care of you. ❞
❝ do you think we could try pegging? i’ve always been kinda curious. ❞
❝ you can blindfold me but i want my hands free if we do that. ❞
❝ let me know if the ropes are too tight, okay? ❞
❝ i think i’m ready. if you are too, i wanna have sex. ❞
❝ listen, i’ve wanted to get you in bed since you first smiled at me. but we don’t have to do this unless you’re sure. ❞
❝ i’m ready, but we should set some ground rules first. ❞
❝ can you use your mouth again? i really liked that. ❞
❝ do you like how this feels? ❞
❝ yes, i like this. can you just— please keep doing that. ❞
❝ i don’t want to be touched this time, i just want to focus on you right now. ❞
❝ i prefer to do the giving if that’s okay? ❞
❝ i like receiving but, if you want me to do something i will. i want you to feel good too. ❞
❝ you can go harder. i’m okay, i want you to. ❞
❝ i don’t want to have to think or have control. just, do what you want with me. if something is too much i’ll let you know. trust me. ❞
❝ do you need me to slow down? ❞
❝ what can i do to make you more comfortable? ❞
❝ i know this is really vulnerable for you, so we can take this as slow as you need. you’re in control here okay? ❞
❝ can you just kiss me for a little bit first? ❞
"hold my hand" "absolutely not" "they'll think somethings wrong if you don't" *grabs hand and kisses cheek*
staying at a hotel but theres only one bed
kissing in private as 'practise'
"if we do this, we need rules" "rules? for dating? seriously?"
wearing eachothers clothes publicly to 'keep up the image'
"all you have to do is stand there and look pretty, it shouldn't be that hard" "it's not gonna be hard at all, thanks!"
"you have to admit we look good together" "i don't have to admit anything"
"i think i might be falling for you" *laugh* "good one!"
acting like a couple in private to 'stay in character'
fake dating with benefits??
meticulously planning 'candid' photos
living together so people dont get suspicious
coming up with a ridiculous story on how they got together to see if people would believe it
flirting as an act turning to real flirting
"why did you kiss me with tongue?!" "'cause it was kinda funny"
"i hate you" "there's people coming" and now they're making out
using the most embarrassing pet names they can think of
"you're not even a good actor" *has 4 oscars*
to make ones ex jealous
so ones ex leaves them alone
so they dont have to attend award shows alone
for media attention
to avoid media attention (but they end up gaining more)
for fun
ADD ON TO THIS!!!! I NEED MORE FAKE DATING PROMPTS FOR MY OWN WRITING
I love writing and mainly will write marvel stuff, sometimes about certain celebs (Billie Eilish, Timothée Chalamet, Sturniolo triplets, etc.) I have a tiktok and Wattpad account, so go check those out ❤️
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