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MY GIRL — Kiara Carerra
synopsis: coming home after hanging out with the Pouges and JJ’s relentless flirting Kiara can’t help but make you remember your her girl, and no one else’s
warnings: smut, nsfw
Walking into her house, both of you just in bikinis after being on the beach all day with everyone. Hanging out with the Pouges was amazing, the only problem Kiara had was JJ flirting with her girl. You met her friends a while ago when you first started dating, and ever since JJ would always make his little comments about you and it would piss Kiara off, that’s why he did it.
Looking back you watch at your girlfriend drops y’all’s stuff on the floor before grabbing your hand and dragging you upstairs into her room.
She lets go of your wrist and pushes you down on her bed before climbing on top of you. Her hips straddle your waist, keeping you under her “You my girlfriend not his JJ needs to keep his mouth shut” she groans, talking a deep breath.
“I’m yours Kie you know that, not JJ’s” You tell her your hands coming on hold her waist. She rolls her eyes and moves down her head going into your neck leaving wet opened mouth kisses down your jaw.
Jealousy ran through her, as she starts to bite and suck on your neck, she had to prove that you were hers, and no one else’s.
You suppressed a moan when she started sucking on the sweet spot below your ear. Her hands pulling at the strings of your bikini before sliding it off of you. She sits up licking her lips, admiring you for a moment before leaning down and sucking on your breasts.
Kiara bites down on one of your nipples holding it between her teeth as she looks up at your face morphing into pain. She smirks and lets go moving down your body, leaving kisses down your stomach. Stopping right above your bikini she kisses your hip and sucks down leaving a bright purple hickey.
Sitting up she looks down at your admiring your beauty and her work on you.
“Please Kie, don’t tease anymore please” You beg her your hips trying to move into hers. She smiles and rips your bikini bottoms off, throwing them somewhere in her room.
Leaning down she moves her body so she’s lying on her stomach. She licks a stripe through your folds watching as your moan “Your so wet baby, all for me huh? Not JJ all mine” she whispers possessively as you nod your head at her words.
Shaking her head she leans up and looks at your “Words baby come on” she encourages you, her hand playing your clit.
“M all yours Kie, only yours— please” You beg her wanting nothing more than to cum. She smirks at your words and plunges two of her long fingers into you.
Her fingers start pumping in and out of you hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes you see stars. Kiara moves up and kisses you as she speeds up her fingers inside you.
Your lips try and follow the pace of hers but she takes control of the kiss and bites down on the bottom of your lip. She pulls your lip between her teeth before letting go, she stares at your face as your jaw drops “Your so beautiful baby, and your all mine” she says smiling her free hand coming to caress your cheek.
“I’m all yours pretty girl” You tell Kiara your hand coming to hold her jaw pulling her into another kiss.
Her thumb comes to rub your clit in circles as your stomach tightens. She can feel you’re about to cum, by the way your gummy walls are squeezing around her fingers.
She pushes them deeper and harder inside of your hitting your sweet spot over and over causing your head to fall back a symphony of moans leaving your lips.
Pulling away from the kiss she rubs your cheek “Come on baby come for me” she tells you rubbing your clit faster.
The band in your stomach breaks as you cum all over her fingers. You whimper when she continues to rub your sore, red puffy clit. You shake your head “Too much Kie, too much” you tell her breathing heavily.
Kiara nods and pulls her fingers out of you slowly before bringing them to her mouth, she sucks your juices off of them. She moans at the taste of you before pulling them out of her mouth “Good girl, you taste so good” she praises you.
Moves closer to you she kisses your lips making you taste yourself. Your moan is muffled by her lips on yours as you taste yourself.
Pulling away from the kiss she smiles at you and pushes some hair behind your ear “Your all mine baby” she mumbles laying down next to you.
Jiara serving all the good tropes?? We got best friends to lovers, slow burn, kidnapped (twice) and rescue mission, 'they didn't hurt you did they', jealousy, guy thinking he's not good enough, bickering, forbidden romance/parents against, rich girl×poor guy, partners in crime, angst, dramatic first kiss, motorcycle rides
Anyways waiting for season 4 to update 🤞
Update: death trope😍😍
A/n; This will have a couple parts. I haven't finished part one of s4, but this is loosely from what I've seen. With a twist ;)
Warnings; fluff, slight angst, no Jiara, No hate to Kiara, but she does like JJ (even if he's already got a girlfriend) on a brighter note more Pope :)
"Yeah, man, Cleo made me this peppered dish, and it was magic, let me tell you," JJ was staring at Pope, his hands balling in excitement, knees bending as he explained, his eyes closed briefly. The blond snickered, watching his friend's animations, to which Pope straightened up, leaning back against the dock, casually shrugging it off, "I mean I couldn't feel my face, but," he looked around making sure the coast was clear, knowing Sarah or Kie would have gossiped like nobody's business, "worth it."
"I'm happy for you man," JJ said, reaching into his pocket, fetching his lighter, his tan fingers grasping the cold metal, running over the initials as he reached for the freshly (as of yesterday) rolled blunt. His other, patting Pope's shoulder. It was nice to see the pogues finally getting the peace they deserved, and Pope happy with Cleo after his short lived fling with Kie, they don't talk about it.
Speaking of which, she was spotted, storming down the driveway, water drops glistening on her warm skin, her hair stringy, and loosely framing her face as she raked a towel across her shoulders. JJ was quick to notice, the unmistakable, progressing grumble falling from her sunken lips, curved into a sour expression, "check it, dude" he interrupted, the two's eyes following the sway of her hips, matching her face-paced steps up against the plank stairs.
The door swung open, she disappeared inside, the boys following suit after J delicately placed his weed behind the safety of the rope railings, jogging to catch up.
JJ entered the house, hearing distant voices, he could tell it was tense, the silence blanketed the atmosphere, and a latch unhooked, Pope head hung headed towards a confused JJ.
"What happened? He whispered, gripping Pope's shoulder, his concern had seemed to fade in the two seconds the blond was out of the house. He still didn't get an answer, instead a distant shrug, indicating it couldn't have been good.
He continued forward, his ringed fingers gripping the end of the wall, he listened intently, hearing the cluttering of dishes, and the heavy metal clanging, he flinched at the sound, boxing up, he stiffened the wall.
He could tell she was unhappy.After the heavy clatter had died down, he peeked his head from around the corner, seeing her pulling her shirt over her head, the wet fabric smacking against the counter. JJ eased from behind his defense, revealing himself to her, hands thrown up in surrender, "what happened?”
Topper and his stupid kook friends," nothing more had to be said. His hands lowered to his side as he stepped closer, which she allowed. She let him into her personal space, his touch slowing the hand that was scrubbing her arm harshly, now moving the rag in cautious, immediate circles.
An intimate silence had fallen over them, especially under the sound of running water and gentle breathing.
JJ's fingers slipped beneath hers, her rosy knuckles uncoiling as he took over, dragging the material in delicate motions, his eyes following what he was doing.
Kiara's guarded stance had dropped significantly, shoulders relaxing, and her metal rings glided over the edge of the sink while he worked on her back. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” His knuckles dragged against her soft skin, skimming the side of her spine, sending a facial jolt through her. She wanted to, of course she did, but she simply shook her head, her teeth sinking into her lower lip in an attempt to calm herself.
“How about with Pope?” He’s noticed when Kiara and Pope are around each other things get tense.
He wouldn't say anything for the sake of his friend, but it must have meant she felt it too, refusing to answer him or even look in his direction.Now JJ was torn, on one hand his friend needed help on the other Topper had to be dealt with.
“Done,” he murmured, tossing the damp towel against the counter top. Kiara's back arched against the cold air, the warmth from their closeness fading, JJ watch her spine curve, her body turning around to face him.Her lips were curled in a pout, her hair strung over her shoulder, thickly clumped together over her eyes, and her hand holding her elbow, tapping her rings and bracelets against her forearm.
JJ stood still, reaching out, he pushed her hair back behind her ears, her dimpled smile making an appearance, wavering as he took a step back. She accepted the distance with a drawn out blink, almost willing him back over, but instead she breathed out a thank you.
“ ‘Course,” he offered a tight lipped smile, “what are friends for?”
Friends? They just had a moment and he's calling her a friend? She scoffed to herself, leaning back against the counter, watching him walk off towards the door.
Now that that was taken care of, JJ headed back to the dock, surely to find Pope, smoking his blunt, angrily inhaling, and with a small cough breathing it out. Smoking wasn't his thing.
He liked a clear train of thought, but it seems his distasteful interaction had disgruntled him.
“Pope,” JJ summoned what was left of his enthusiasm, approaching slinging his arm around the guy’s shoulder, plucking the weed from his hand. He brought it to his lips, taking a quick huff, tossing it over the railing, into the water.
“Hey, man, I’m sorry.” He shook his head, pushing the bottom of his jacket up, his hands finding his pockets, “nah, man, it's not your fault,” he shrugged.
Yet here he stood apologizing. He knew that even though he would deny it, the apology meant a lot to Pope. “We cool?” “...Like chili,” Pope fished his hand out his pocket, the two fist bumped, patting each other on the back, the mood seeming to make it's way back to them.
Pt.II coming soon
you’d think after 4 season of this shit the pogues would be better liars
SOMEONE FINALLY SAYS IT!!!! THANK YOU!!!!
Not gonna lie, l’m getting a bit fed up with the fandom still trying to create more drama when it’s not necessary at all.
Already seeing all the “boys and girls are doing press separately again” and it’s frustrating seeing people still making this about Rudy and Madison and portraying them as these unprofessional actors who can’t stand to be in a room together, it’s so unnecessary and not fair to them.
It’s pretty obvious that yesterday’s interviews were the way they were simply because of work obligations, the girls and JD were in California and I think it’s pretty safe to say that Chase, Rudy and Drew were most likely in New York or anywhere on the east coast considering Rudy had a play in Boston THAT SAME NIGHT.
I think it’s time the fandom realizes that at least half of the drama between the cast it’s just pure fantasies that people have created out of nothing.
Can’t enjoy anything related to the show these days without a good chunk of the fans complaining about every single thing 🙄