outerbanks imagines.

just ask: jj.

{tw:
semi-smut?
idk #ovulating}

a creaking of the floorboards,
a hesitation in further steps,
a giggle stifled by a weathered palm that still tastes of the beach and a certain future left unwritten.
"y/n, i swear to god—"
"y/n? is that you?"
jj's hazy eyes lock with hers and another laugh escapes crimson lips chapped from the wind and sun alike.
jj leans in close enough to the girl that his breath skates her warm skin.
she wants to kiss him,
he wants to kiss her even more,
but a certain line that's so dangerously toed has yet to have been crossed.
for now.
"answer!"
jj urges in his most hushed whisper,
only earning more peals of quiet laughter from y/n.
how is she meant to answer when he's still holding her mouth hostage in calloused palms built so perfect for her own?
realizing,
jj drops his hand with a low chuckle of his own.
"it's me,"
y/n answers,
voice wavering and carrying down the hall to the overworked, over-worried mother lying in bed.
jj's eyes never leave y/n's and in the irises shining so bright despite the darkness shrouding this tryst of theirs,
y/n swears she sees a confession waiting to be whispered.
but perhaps she's just had too much to drink and he,
too, has had more than his fair share.
bated breaths are held until a certain lull in the air returns.
jj sighs in relief before pinching y/n's side to watch her flinch,
but mostly to hear that giggle.
"be a little louder next time, huh? get me caught sneaking in,"
jj teases,
warm arms winding around her waist to pull her firmly into his chest.
he tastes like salt and the sea and y/n knows she should pull her offending lips away from the promise of his shoulder, his collarbone, his neck,
but she won't.
you learn a few things in church and greed is one of them,
lust a whole other.
jj can be her salvation if he just stays a while longer.
"fuck, y/n,"
jj exhales on a breath,
leaning his head back until it hits her wall with a dull thud.
he was always powerless beneath those tempting touches.
she's barely said a word to him,
only let her affection do the talking and, god, is it a language he wants to be forever fluent in.
how is jj meant to stay a man of composure like this?
with this girl so perfectly molded after his own heart clinging to him like he's the only thing in this rotten world that matters?
lips trail higher,
hands sink lower,
and jj almost allows it this time.
almost.
a catching of a wrist,
a turning away of the head.
"we...we can't, y/n."
and though she's heard it too many times in their friendship,
has said it many times herself,
it never gets any easier.
how simple it would be to just...
give in.
and yet,
the fabric of their so-closely-tainted friendship remains for another day longer.
"you're a real tease, jj. you know that?"
y/n teases with the ghost of jack daniels still on her lips.
jj huffs out a laugh equal parts amused and shaken.
god,
how did she leave him so defenseless so easily?
"i'm the tease?"
jj echoes,
his finger pointed in the pit of his chest.
his eyebrows are raised in sarcastic questioning that already has y/n giggling.
"i'm the tease? says the one who jumped in my lap last week at the lake in that—that skimpy piece of fabric you call a bathing suit."
the girl laughs without remorse and falls onto her bed without a lick of grace.
jj smiles something soft from where he stands,
not yet trusting himself to move lest he cave in and make himself an honest man in her arms.
"don't pretend like you didn't love it,"
y/n drawls as she sits up on her elbows to look at jj across the room.
their eyes are hazy,
limbs languid,
and lips humming with a desperate urge only eve could have felt in that garden.
you don't even know the half of it,
jj thinks to himself.
silence continues until y/n tilts her head curiously,
like it might aid her in better reading jj's thoughts.
moonlight cascades down jj's tanned being so far away from these hands of hers that never seem to get their fill of him.
even the most platonic of touches from jj have her skin settling like embers from a flame.
"what?"
y/n calls.
jj is silent for another moment before he confesses like a sinner to his everlasting vice,
"you're so dangerous for me."
his words are barely a breath.
y/n almost misses what he says until it settles past the fog in her brain and she has to sit up completely to swallow it.
her brow furrows.
"i'm not...i'm not dangerous for you."
the words sound childish on her tongue.
like a brat told no,
an imp left empty handed.
"i'm a good person, jj. a real good person."
but who is she trying to convince?
a man who has already kneeled before her in promise of eternal worship?
jj would laugh if he didn't think it would annoy her.
"i know, y/n. you're too good. that's the problem."
y/n blinks.
"so...what? i'm too good that i'm bad for you?"
a wry smile and the nod of sandy hair.
"exactly."
y/n looks down at her hands in her lap like a petulant child and tries to make sense of this.
why had tonight turned out so...wrong?
sneaking jj in was always guaranteed to end in sore ribs from laughter forced to be kept quiet,
to wake up hungover and smiling.
yet...
here he was,
practically tossing her aside.
or so she convinces herself.
so light on his feet,
y/n doesn't hear when jj steps before her.
towering over her in the vee between her legs,
jj's eyes roam y/n's expression.
he looks at her like he's learning to breathe for the first time.
"come on, y/n,"
he drawls so playfully,
the nickname on his tongue so fluid and effortless,
like everything he does,
that y/n can't help but to grin back.
"when have i ever shied away from a little danger, huh?"
y/n's heartbeat finds her throat.
he's leaning in closer and closer until the soft press of softened lips on desperate lips meet.
it's innocent enough at first.
a simple touch of sparks that linger in their veins.
then jj is kissing y/n so desperately that it feels as though he might be trying to merge their two beings into one great whole.
and how willing y/n is to let that happen.
"do you know what you do to me?"
jj whispers in y/n's ear as his hands roam skin perfected by angels kisses.
like a man who has landed the worlds rarest treasure.
and what a greedy man he'll become,
drunk on her taste and affection alike.
"you driving me...so...so fucking crazy,"
jj admits between heavy breaths,
lips brushing y/n's until she's practically panting into his open mouth for more.
more, more, more.
nothing is ever enough for y/n where jj is concerned.
but they're drunk and jj is no fool.
if this—whatever this is—is going to be real and worth the risk,
there cannot be any clouding of their judgement.
so with great effort,
jj pulls back.
y/n makes a noise of protest before she's pinching the soft flesh of jj's neck to make him hiss.
"god, you're the worst!"
y/n exclaims with great frustration.
jj puts a finger to his lips to remind her to be quiet.
"shut up! are you trying to get us caught?"
"oh, boohoo. my mom would walk in on us making out. big deal. would be more action than we've seen this far."
y/n stands to her feet until her back is turned to jj.
she isn't going anywhere,
not really,
she just can't sit still.
even if she stumbles and her head spin just the slightest,
though she has an inkling that's due to jj more than any drink. 
"the hell do you want from me, y/n? huh? to—to hookup with you, drunk, in your moms house?"
jj scoffs at the thought.
y/n just shakes her heavy head.
"i want you to be a man. how about that?"
jj takes no real offense to it.
y/n's frustrated and still something drunk,
so he raises his eyebrows with a lazy grin that's as amused as he feels.
tongue tucked in cheek,
jj let's the words settle.
"be a man? that's what you want, y/n?"
she doesn't reply.
"huh? say it, y/n. say you want me to be a man."
y/n turns on her feet to claim,
"i want you to be a man!"
before she even has time to manage another reply,
jj's pulling her back into the bed by her wrist until she lands with a dull thud.
heavy breaths pick back up once jj's lips descend on skin so endlessly starved of him,
his body hovering over hers so effortlessly.
then with ease,
he's lifting the hem of her dress past her hips.
a shiver runs through her,
a pleading whisper:
"rafe—"
"shut up, y/n,"
jj breathes out,
though not unkindly.
not a demand,
more like begging her to let him explore. 
y/n's stomach tightens once his teeth graze the sensitive flesh.
her hands find purchase on his hair but he's yet to make things easy for her.
as if he'd ever.
"be a man,"
jj echoes against her skin,
followed by a laugh.
y/n's heart is beating out of her chest and she doesn't think she can stand one more moment of this torment,
being kept waiting for his touch.
"jesus, y/n, i'd be anything you wanted me to be."
fingertips hook beneath laced waistbands and fall to floors left darkened in the night.
jj's lips and searching tongue seek paradise between parted thighs and a gasping girl above.
y/n arches into his grazing touches with a curse and jj swears this is the closest he's come to heaven.
he's barely touched her and look,
she's about as undone as he is.
what a perfect image.
"all you had to do was ask,"
jj breathes out before making his final descent to find y/n where she so aches for him.
jj doesn't stop whispering praises and spelling them out with a trailing tongue and swollen lips until the girl is utterly wrecked.
let her feel how it feels to be like him,
so thoroughly ruined by another that all you can cling to are heavy breaths and cries of bliss left muffled in the pillow.
god is the only one who knows if this friendship of theirs will last past this moment of indulgence.
but jj hasn't thought about god in years.
well,
unless you count the altar he's kneeled before.
***
y/n wakes up the next morning with a certain air in her bones she doesn't think she's ever felt before.
god,
what was in those drinks last night?
it isn't until she turns in the bed that she finds jj still sleeping beside her.
this is no new sight,
considering their friendship consists of hungover mornings.
until it all comes flooding back and all y/n can do is stare aimlessly.
what does she feel?
regret? guilt? remorse?
no...
relieved? excited? aroused?
"don't act like nobody's gone down on you before."
the words are spoken through a rasp and y/n quickly realizes jj is awake,
even if his eyes have yet to open.
despite his words trying to play it cool and casual,
there's a pretty pink blush coloring his cheeks in this morning light.
y/n laughs.
"not like that."
and there returns the smug smile.
"damn right."
there's nothing greater than this,
truly.
waking up and being pulled into the arms of a man whose devoted himself to you so wholly.
jj kisses along the hollow of y/n's neck but it is not seeking or searching,
merely reminding.
you are the one i choose.
my heart beats in the syllables of your name.
whatever happens outside of this sanctuary of a bedroom is a problem for another day.
not this one,
however,
where they're settling so perfectly.
where the shattered remains of that boundary do not cut their feet,
but become fine grains of sand in their skin.
"hey, jj?"
y/n whisper into his neck after moments of silence.
"hm?"
he mumbles into her hair that still clings to their tryst.
"i think...i think i want this. want you."
jj huffs a laugh and y/n follows with it.
such a simple truth,
an obvious one,
but no less genuine.
jj kisses her temple like a man of worship,
fingertips trailing her bare spine like he might wish to know every notch,
before he speaks,
"i'll be whatever you want me to be, y/n. you just have to ask."

—
an
hi guys
sorry i'm so iffy w updating i just get the urge to write after so long of ... not.
ik my storytelling is probably lacking and i'm sorry for thattt.
but i just wanted to make this a/n to say that any religious references made are NOTTT meant to be sacrilegious or anything of the sort.
i'm not trying to offend anyone or their religion by using colorful language in my work.
i've just developed a certain connection with religion in the sense of yearning & hunger.
growing up in the south myself, it's become sort of a cathartic thing to take this nuanced approach of religion and turn it into something akin to poetry.
#ethelcaincore
anyways,
all that to say i do not mean to offend and i'm not being intentionally crude.

love you guys always!!!
hope you're staying safe
-e