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disturbedbeautywrites · 2 months

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I just refound this and I felt like I was reading it for the first time again 🥺

Full Pogue

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Pairing: JJ Maybank x female!reader (both over 18)

TW: 18+, smut, alcohol and weed consumption, piv intercourse, sex in public (kind of?), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), I think thats it

Summary: You've had a terrible day and JJ is hell bent on making it better. (requested by my bestie @disturbedbeautywrites I hope I did it justice)

Word Count:2.4k

A/N: re posting bc it wasnt showing up in tags for some reason

JJ knew the second he saw you. He's always had a knack for reading you; your clenched jaw and taut shoulders clue him in immediately. He hates when his girl is stressed. He never wants you to be anything but happy and carefree.

So as soon as you slam the door and throw your bag down instead of hanging it up the way you normally do, he's on his feet moving toward you.

"Hey sunshine, I missed you."

He makes a point not to ask how your day was and you're grateful. He never pushes you to talk, always giving you the option to come to him first.

Usually, his nickname for you earns a smile even on your worst days, so the fact your lips don't quirk up and you don't relax in the slightest has him concerned. He's never seen you this worked up, and he starts formulating a plan immediately.

"Go get changed, we're gonna go out." He smiles, pushing you gently toward your room.

"I'm really not in the mood, JJ."

He nods and takes your hand to pull you along since you don't seem willing to budge on your own.

"I know, and that's exactly why we're going to do it."

You grumble as he drags you behind him, your feet practically cementing themselves in the carpet beneath you.

He gets you in the room and gladly starts packing a swimsuit and a few other things, well aware that you won't do it yourself. Once he has what he needs, he slings the bag over his shoulder and turns to pick you up in a fireman carry.

You squeal as your feet leave the ground and JJ slaps your ass playfully while carrying you outside. He takes you straight down to the HMS Pogue and sets you down before climbing on board.

"JJ what are you doing?"

Your skeptical voice matches the scowl on your face, but JJ doesn't let it deter him.

"I'm on a mission to make you feel better. You know I won't stop until I succeed so you might as well make this easier on both of us and just climb your cute ass in here."

He reaches out and you grab his hand reluctantly, steadying yourself as the boat rocks under you. You take a seat with a huff and cross your arms, making it clear that you're not happy.

"Cheer up, buttercup. We're gonna have a grand ole' time!"

You can't help but match his infectious smile as you settle into what you're sure is going to be an eventful afternoon.

Before you know it, you're floating in the middle of open water with a beer in one hand and a joint in the other. Your worries seem far away now, meaningless specks way off in the distance of your mind.

The two of you are doubled over in hysterical laughter as tears roll down your faces. You don't even remember what started it, but it doesn't matter. This is your favorite thing to do, spending time with JJ while the rest of the world and its bullshit melts away.

"Do you think we'll ever get out of here? Like get married and have our own lives without all the small-town drama and class wars?" You ask, and JJ rolls his head to the side to look at you.

You smile as his blonde hair flops around and he licks his lips.

"I don't know, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm not going anywhere unless you're coming with me. I'm cool with making my way in the world and getting married, but only if it's to you. It'd be a damn good life, too. I'll get you anything you want. Fancy house, expensive ring; you name it and it's yours."

You stare at his sun-kissed face for a minute and sit up on your elbows.

"You wanna marry me someday and make me a Maybank?" You tease, but JJ doesn't laugh.

"Sunshine, I'll give you my last name today. Just say the word." His tone is serious and you realize the gravity of his words.

"Y/N Maybank. I think I could get used to that." You grin, and JJ kisses your knuckles as comfortable silence blankets you.

A few more minutes go by and JJ stands to start the boat.

"No, I'm having so much fun!" You whine, and he gives you an amused look.

"We're not going back just yet. I have one more thing up my sleeve."

Your eyebrows shoot up and JJ watches as you let smoke billow out of your mouth and inhale with your nose.

"You're wearing a tank top, baby. You don't have sleeves."

Your voice is teasing and he rolls his eyes before turning back to the task at hand.

"Smartass." He mumbles, and your laughter floats through the air as he takes off.

You spend the next twenty minutes trying to figure out where the hell he's taking you. Your eyes widen as he stops next to the cliff he's been dying to jump off of and you look at him.

"No, JJ. You are not doing that!"

You're game for almost anything; hell half the time you're the one putting the stupid ideas in his head to begin with. But staring up at the 50-foot drop-off, even you know this is a bad idea.

"You're right, I'm not. We are." He grins and you look at him like he's grown a second head.

"The hell we are! JJ they're going to find our bodies washed up on the beach!" You exclaim, and he rolls his eyes.

"Well, at least they can say we had fun. Come on."

Before you can protest any further he's tying up the boat and hopping down on the sand, stopping to wait for you. Against your better judgment, you follow after him and start the trek up the rocky cliffside.

Once you're at the top, your legs start wobbling as you peer down at the water below. You can feel your heart rate spike and your breathing becomes shallow.

"JJ, I can't do this. It's too far."

He turns you away from the edge so you're focused on him and his hands come up to rest on the sides of your neck. His long fingers tangle in your hair and you lean into his touch as he grounds you.

"Hey, you trust me right? You know I would never do anything to put you in danger on purpose?"

His hands hold your head in place as you try to look behind you, and after a moment you give up and look back into his eyes.

"Yeah, bu-"

He cuts you off with a kiss and pulls back to rest his forehead against yours.

"But nothing, Sunshine. I'm going to hold your hand the entire time and we'll jump together, okay? Full pogue?"

You take a second to mull over the idea before saying 'fuck it' and nodding.

"Full pogue."

The smile that lights up his face is blinding and he gives you a fiery kiss. Your mouths mesh together as his tongue traces over your bottom lip, and you let him in.

Your tongues massage against each other, fighting for dominance until you're out of breath and he pulls back.

"That's my girl. Come on."

He pulls you to the edge slowly and you take a deep breath while trying not to think about your imminent death. What's the point of life if you're not really living, right?

True to his word, JJ's hand never leaves yours and he starts to count down from ten. When he gets to three your hand squeezes his with a vice grip and as soon as he gets to one, you jump without a second thought.

Time stands still as you free-fall and it seems like an eternity before you plunge into the warm water. JJ slips from your grip upon impact and you swim to the surface, eyes darting around as you try to find him.

Panic starts to rise when you don't see his golden head of hair, but a few seconds later he resurfaces and you sigh a breath of relief.

Now that it's over, all the adrenaline and emotion come rushing in at once and you let out a loud 'whoop'.

JJ laughs victoriously, a crazed look in his eye as he swims over to you. You've done a lot of crazy shit, but none of it has ever felt as insane as that.

"Holy shit, baby. We did it!" He cheers and you wrap him up in your arms.

The two of you just stare at each other, your hearts racing and adrenaline coursing through your veins in a near-lethal dose. You seem to have the idea at the same time as your lips come back together in a heated kiss.

Your teeth clash, saltwater and beer mingling on your tastebuds. You let out a moan and cling to JJ like your life depends on it.

The waves toss you around, submerging your heads underwater periodically as you float and make out without a care in the world.

After a few minutes, he breaks away and the two of you start swimming to shore at lightning speed. You only get to about chest-deep water before he stops you, and your body crashes into his at the sudden force of being pulled back.

His mouth covers yours as he paws at your top, pulling the string behind your back and tossing it in the water. His hands slide up your waist and he runs his thumbs on the underside of your breasts as you moan.

"Are we really doing this?" You ask between kisses, and the way he presses his bulge into your hip answers the question for you.

His mouth trails down your neck, sucking dark spots into the flesh and you throw your head back to grant him better access.

Everything is rushed, the prospect of getting caught nagging the back of your minds. You feel his hand slip into your swim bottoms and let out a sharp gasp. There's so much happening, and your body is in overdrive.

The ocean laps at your skin, waves crashing into you, and the warm sun beats down further warming your already scorching hot skin. You can feel the sand as it shifts under your feet, and everything combined is intoxicating.

There's still weed and alcohol in your system, heightening even the smallest sensation. You don't know what to pay attention to, so you surrender to the moment and just let yourself be consumed by it all.

JJ wraps your legs around his waist and sinks into you, both of you releasing a sharp gasp. Your nails bite into his shoulders as he supports you, the sensation of him filling you up euphoric.

You aren't sure when he pulled his trunks down or untied your bottoms, but as he starts moving slowly, you can't bring yourself to care.

"Fuck, JJ."

Your voice is breathless as you cry out and he pulls you tighter against him. He leans into the waves, allowing them to rock the both of you and your eyes roll back.

It feels heavenly, a whole new experience, and you suddenly can't remember why the two of you have never done this before.

"I know, baby. Shit, you feel like you were made for me."

His voice is raspy and it sends pleasure straight to your core. His head drops to the crook of your neck when you clench around him and you both know this isn't going to last long.

One of his hands snakes around your back and holds the back of your neck to keep you upright, while the other one dips down to where your bodies meet.

You choke on a broken moan when he starts rubbing your clit just the way you like, and the drugs in your system elevate the electricity shooting through you. Every nerve ending is buzzing like a live wire and you can feel yourself hurtling toward your climax.

JJ can sense this and speeds up slightly, chasing his own end as well.

"Come on, sunshine. Let me feel you come around my cock. Can you do that for me?"

You whimper at the desperation in his tone and your mouth drops open as white-hot fire spreads from your center all the way down to the tips of your fingers. JJ isn't far behind, your own release triggering his.

You feel his hips stutter as he paints your walls and he bites down on your collarbone to maintain some form of self-control.

Your bare chest heaves against his as the two of you take labored breaths, trying to come back down to earth. Your vision slowly focuses and when you finally look at him, he's already staring at you with a loving smile.

"There she is. Hi, pretty girl. You doing okay?"

You manage to nod and he peppers your face with kisses before carrying you toward shore.

"JJ my swimsuit!" You remind him and he chuckles while holding up one of his hands.

"Right here, baby."

He gets you to waist-deep water before setting you down and his arms steady you as your legs wobble. Your hands find purchase on his broad shoulders and he slips your top over your head before reaching behind you to tie it.

Once it's secure, he re-situates your bottoms and checks to make they're not going to fall off and looks back up at your face. There's a pink hue on your cheeks, a combination of leftover flush and sunburn. He thinks it's stunning.

His lips press to your cheekbones gently and you smile at the sweet gesture.

"Let's head back before the group gets worried." JJ suggests and you nod while taking his hand.

The walk back to the boat is leisurely, neither of you is in much rush to end your magical day just yet.

The sun is starting to set on the horizon and you stare at JJ as he's covered in pink and orange hues. He looks angelic and loves explodes in your chest.

"You're so pretty." You mutter contently, and he looks over at you with raised brows.

"I'm supposed to tell you that." He teases and you shrug.

"Well, you deserve to hear it too. I love you."

Your arms wrap around his torso and you turn your head to the side to rest it betwen his shoulder blades as he steers the boat, wanting nothing more than to be close to him.

"Love you too, sunshine."

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disturbedbeautywrites · 2 months

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Too close to home - Tyler Owens Imagine

A/N: Alright babes, so here she is. Hope you guys like it. This is based off an actual tornado I experienced last year (Gotta love tornado alley).

Spring. It was your favorite season and also your least favorite season at the same time. It was the time of year when they flowers started to bloom, it started to warm up, and everyone seemed happier. However, it was also the time of year when tornadoes were the most prevalent. Living in tornado alley meant you were well versed in the forces of nature. They were big. They were mean. They didn’t care what was in their way. Ever since you were a kid, they scared you. You knew the signs and you watched out for them when they came.

It was the dark clouds. It was the smell of rain in the air. It was the cool air and the warm breeze mixing together to bring a perfect mix of chaos. It absolutely terrified you; especially since you worked at a news station and saw what happened when you covered storm damage.

Now, your boyfriend, was a whole other story. You were dating the tornado wrangler himself, Tyler Owens, and the two of you could not be anymore different in your opinions on the monstrous forces of nature. He thought they were beautiful and wanted to chase after them. You thought they were horrible and wanted to stay far away. But, each and every spring you let him chase his passion as long as he promised to keep himself safe and always come back home. He promised and had yet to break it.

It was your two year anniversary and the two of you were cuddled up in bed watching a movie. There was a tornado warning in the area, but Tyler had been watching the tornado tracker on his phone and he felt like there was next to no chance that the ones on the ground would come anywhere near your shared home. Most nights, he would be out chasing the storm with his crew, but he had agreed to stay home with you tonight to spend time with you to celebrate your anniversary.

Your head was on his chest and his fingers were combing through your hair, both your eyes locked on the TV. Outside, the storm was starting to pick up. The thunder was starting to get louder and the rain was starting to pound on the window harder; hail starting to mix in with it. Your eyes widened at the sound, but Tyler didn’t seem to even blink twice, his hand moving down to soothe down your spine. Of course, leave it to the tornado chaser to not even blink at a severe storm. You wished you shared his bravery, but you definitely did not. As the storm started to progress he picked up his phone to check the weather and the tornado tracker, still seeing that there was nothing coming towards you guys and you were safe to not take shelter.

But, as you were sitting there you could start to hear a train in the distance sound like it was passing through and you felt confusion start to cloud your mind. You didn’t remember any train tracks near your house.. But, it definitely sounded like there was a freight train passing by. You looked at Tyler just as his phone rang, one of the guys he chased with calling him.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead and went to standup, answering the call. He pulled the blinds back and revealed a severely dark sky outside your window before he looked at you, eyes wide. The train was getting louder and louder. “Yeah. Ya’ll stay safe.” Just as he was going to hang up the phone, the entire house went dark as the power went out. In the dark and the silence of the house you could barely make him out walking swiftly towards you. He was normally calm about everything so the swift way he was moving made a sense of dread settle through your bones and into your stomach. You had never seen him like this and you had watched him race towards tornadoes hundreds of times by now without even seeming to be phased. But, whatever was happening right now had him rattled.

“We have to get to cover now.” That was all he said as he reached out for your hand, lacing your fingers together as he pulled you towards the back door of your shared home. You had never once heard him warn you to take shelter, so something really bad must be happening. The two of you made your way outside and everything was super dark. Rain was pelting down from the sky in massive drops as it mixed with hail. The wind was whipping around you and Tyler held your hand tight as the two of you made your way towards the door that was propped up outside of the ground. He started to open it, turning around to see a massive funnel cloud making its way right towards your house.

You felt your blood run cold as it started to descend down towards the ground and you heard him urging you to hurry, reaching out to grab your wrist. He was yelling something but you couldn’t hear him over the wind, you just could make out the sound of him yelling but the words were incomprehensible. You felt a tug on your wrist as he ushered you inside, standing to take in the beauty of the descending tornado as it tore down on your neighborhood quickly.

“Ty!” You yelled out for him as you made your way down the stairs, the chaos of everything making you feel more panicked than you already were. But, the look on his eyes said everything. The passion. The dedication. “She’s damn perfect.” You could tell he was either saying the words or mouthing them, but the wind was taking possession of his voice. You knew he was wishing he was chasing this storm. However, that would’ve meant you would be dealing with this alone. You had never been in a storm like this before and now you were about to be in the eye of a tornado.

He finally snapped out of his trance and made his way down into the cellar with you. He slammed the door shut behind him, locking it into place with the deadbolt as you turned on the flashlight on your phone.

Luckily when you had moved in you had stocked the storm shelter with some food and water and a bag of clothes for each of you if you guys would end up needing it. But, you hoped and prayed you wouldn’t. You turned on the lantern the two of you kept down there as you grabbed one of the few blankets you had down there and you tried to make yourself comfortable, hearing the wind howl outside through the door.

“C’mere.” The southern drawl was the first thing you heard your boyfriend say since the two of you had left the house. He had his arm out for you as he turned his phone on to the weather channel, pulling up the radar as the weatherman went on and on about the tornado that was now knocking on your front door.

Your heart was racing and you felt like you couldn’t breathe as you slid in close to his side, covering both of your laps with the blanket as you tried not to think about what could potentially be happening a couple of feet above you. Would it take the house? Would it take your trucks? The barn? You didn’t want to think about it and you hid your face in his arm as he slid a hand under your shirt, rubbing soft circles into your skin with his thumb. “Itll be alright, darlin’.” You knew it would be, but the anxiety was still running rampant through you as well as guilt for him staying home with you tonight.

“I’m sorry you’re here and not out there right now.” Your voice felt too quiet for the situation, but you let it stay like that. Ever since you had started dating, you had never made him miss a storm. You had always told him to go. Told him to just be safe and keep you updated. Every single time he did. But, tonight he had insisted and now it was eating at you.

You felt his eyes look down at you as he sat his phone down, now using his free hand to tilt your chin to look up at him. “I would rather be here with you. If I was chasing that storm, I would be trying to outrun it to get home to you,” He kept his eyes locked on yours as the words left his lips, the normally cocky smile he wore replaced by a small, genuine one. He started to stroke your cheek with his thumb, leaning down to capture your lips to seal the words in. “There will be other storms. But there’s only one you. I’m glad I was here to keep you safe.” The words were barely a whisper as he leaned his forehead against yours, a smile forming on your lips as you kissed him again.

There might be damage done by the storm and you would probably be cleaning up debris for a couple of months, if not longer. But, you had Tyler and he had you and both of you were safe. That was all that mattered as you cuddled up to him in the storm shelter and waited for the all clear, updates coming in from his guys as they chased the storm that came just a little too close to home this time.

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