☀︎𝙹𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 ☀︎

𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

(Slight smut warning)

Third-person POV

JJ knew he wasn't supposed to be mackin' on Y/n, but he couldn't help it. She was stunning. He couldn't help but admire everything she did. The way she laughed, her face whenever she talked about something she loved, and if he was being honest he even loved when he would walk in on her changing or taking a shower but he never got to see anything besides a blanket quickly throw over her body or her shadow on the shower curtain.

However, every time he would stare or try to flirt with Y/n, he was stopped by her brother. John b.

"No pogue on pogue mackin' especially with my sister"

The brunette would always snap making him roll his eyes. When did they even come up with that stupid rule? And why?

It was just bullshit.

Y/n thought the same thing as the blonde. The rule was stupid and didn't make sense.

She had always liked her brother's best friend JJ. He was hot and funny and always seemed to brighten her day. She saw the way the blonde looked at her. He liked her as well but the only thing in the way was John b. Y/n loved her brother dearly but sometimes he could be a pain in the ass.

He never allowed her to go to parties unless he was there with her. No hookups. No hanging around with hot guys. No flirting with his best friend.

Well, let's just say both Y/n and JJ finally broke the rule into pieces. Stomped it into the ground. They went way beyond mackin'.

Both of their desires got the best of them and they couldn't help but end up in the guest bedroom.

It was just gonna be one time.

Just one time. That's what they both promised before their clothes ended up scattered all over the floor.

"JJ—fuck" Y/n moaned her arms wrapped around the back of JJ's neck and her hands in his hair as he hovered over her pounding into her entrance.

"Shhh," he whispered making Y/n bite her bottom lip so hard she could taste blood. They had to be extra quiet since John b was just in the other room watching TV or something. They both knew it was risky and they could possibly be caught, they couldn't stand to be away from one another any longer. The sexual tension was getting too high and now here they were fucking in the guest bedroom.

Y/n continued to bite her lip trying to contain her moans and whimpers but with the way, he was destroying her
g-spot she couldn't help but let them escape.

"Be quiet, princess" JJ uttered lowly, clasping his hand over her mouth so it was muffling her moans.

She watched as his shark-tooth necklace swung in her face while his thrusts became harder and messier. She could feel herself reaching her peak but they both were interrupted by the door swinging open.

"Hey, JJ, have you—what the fuck?" John b bellowed once he saw the two.

Y/n eyes bulged out of her head as she pushed the blonde off and covered herself with the sheets faster than the speed of light. She glanced over at JJ a look of pure terror on his face. John b's glare switched from Y/n to his best friend sitting beside her.

"Oh, shit" JJ exclaimed.

A/n:
Part 2?

Kinda edited
Word count: 591