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eliana Kalogera, x femreader x Noah
"Unspoken Confessions"
It’s a cozy evening at Eliana's apartment. The three of you, Eliana, Noah, and you, are lounging on the couch after a night out. The air is thick with the comfortable silence that comes from being around people you trust. The dim lights, soft music playing in the background, and the warmth from the fireplace set the perfect mood.
Noah, ever the tease, is sprawled across the other end of the couch, half-smirking as he catches you glancing at Eliana. Eliana, always a little mysterious, sits close to you, her shoulder brushing against yours, sending a thrill through you.
"You’re acting a little... distracted," Noah says with a grin, catching you in the act of looking at Eliana. His voice is playful, but there's a glint in his eyes that suggests he’s sensing something more.
Eliana raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything, her lips curling into a subtle smile. She leans in just a little, so close you can smell her perfume—a mix of jasmine and something sweet. "Careful, Noah," she teases, her voice low and velvety. "You might not want to encourage them."
Noah chuckles, his gaze flicking between you two. “I’m just saying, I think the tension is palpable.”
You bite your lip, trying to hide the blush creeping up your neck. The playful banter and flirtation have been building all night, and now it feels like the air around you is crackling.
Eliana’s fingers brush against yours, almost accidentally, but you both know it’s not. Her touch lingers for just a moment longer than necessary, sending a jolt of electricity through you. “What do you think?” she asks softly, her voice nearly a whisper, though her eyes are full of daring curiosity.
You take a deep breath, heart pounding. This feels different, somehow. More intimate. More… real. The space between you two shrinks as Eliana shifts closer, her lips dangerously close to your ear.
Noah watches intently, amusement dancing in his eyes as he takes a sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving the two of you. He’s not intervening yet, letting this moment play out, clearly enjoying the little game.
Finally, Eliana tilts her head, her lips brushing lightly against your jaw, sending a shiver down your spine. “You know,” she murmurs, her words wrapping around you like a spell, “there are ways to make all this tension go away…”
You can't help but let out a soft laugh, though it’s mixed with a breathless exhale. "What do you mean?"
Eliana’s fingers gently trace the back of your hand, her touch both delicate and possessive. "I think you know exactly what I mean."
Noah shifts closer too, his playful smirk replaced by something more intense, as if he's waiting for something to unfold. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken words and electric anticipation.
Umm can we get a jj fic that's just making out while a movie plays in the background...? Like a makeout sesh not leading to anything...?
I love your writing and think you could make it so cute...😊😊
Author's Notes: It was hard for me to pick a movie, but I ended up picking one that I thought fit for JJ, and is a personal favourite (also shout out season 2 for the lil' homage) If this was your request I hope you love it. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you xoxoxoxo
Warnings: Brief mentions of Maybank home life, Otherwise fluffy! Just kissing, and touching.
Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!
*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo
Slow. JJ Maybank could do slow. He could be the King of taking things slow. He could keep his hands to himself and keep his....in his pants for as long needed, if that's she wanted. He would be the most gentlemanly Pogue to ever walk the Outer Banks.
It was their Friday night routine. A movie at her house, too many snacks and then they crashed on the couch. Her parents were fine with him staying there, they knew it was the best place for him. And they trusted him, surprisingly. So they didn't care about having a giant, blonde boy sprawled out on their couch from Friday to Sunday.
Her dad always greeted him with a smile, and a pat on his shoulder when he let him in the front door. Always asked him how he was as he let him inside, telling him to kick off his shoes and make himself at home. It was always foreign to JJ, but he did it anyways.
That Friday, though, they were alone. Her dad didn't open the front door to let him inside, or tell him to kick off his muddy boots. It was his girl who opened the door for him.
"Hey, gorgeous." JJ smiled as he leaned against the doorjamb with his backpack slung over one shoulder.
"Hi, baby." She beamed up at him before she stood on her toes and tossed her arms around his shoulders for a tight hug. He pressed a kiss to the side of her face and then followed her inside the house, kicking of his shoes as she looked back at him expectantly. He didn't think he would ever get used to that.
"So, what movie did you bring me tonight?" She smiled at him as she flopped on the couch, her knees hung over the arm.
"Thought it was your choice this time." JJ replied as he grabbed her feet, pulled off her fuzzy slippers and wiggled the tips of his fingers against the arch of her left foot to make her squeal.
"You don't pay attention to the movies I pick." She giggled with a kick of her foot away from his tickling fingers.
"I will this time, promise. Pay attention to whatever rom-com trash you pick." JJ scoffed as tossed his backpack down beside the couch, then placed his hands on the arm of the plush piece of furniture and leaned over her legs.
"Well, you're in luck. Because I didn't want to watch a romantic comedy tonight." She smiled as she opened her arms, reaching up to him and inviting him to lay in her arms.
"No? What were you thinking?" JJ responded as he accepted her invitation and laid his body on top of hers, spreading his weight on his hands so he didn't crush her.
"Maybe a scary movie? I know you like those." She grunted as his chest dropped against hers, her hands resting on his shoulders.
"Well, you're in luck. I brought one just in case you picked something lame." JJ grinned as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her nose.
"I don't have a VHS player, JJ." She teased as she reached for the soft wisps of blonde hair beneath his solid blue hat.
"Shut up. I didn't bring a VHS." JJ scoffed, a blush creeping up his neck and colouring his cheeks. He pushed himself up from the couch, reaching down to his bag and pulling out an old DVD from the island video rental store he never returned. If that place was still around he would probably owe more than the HMS Pogue was worth in rental fees.
He popped the disc in the player, then turned on the television, making sure his frame blocked her eyes from seeing what the was putting on. He always liked it to be a surprised. Her exaggerated whines were his favourite. The way she'd toss her body into his when he put on something from the 80's that she swore she didn't like, but would watch in a trance the whole time. He knew her better than she thought he did.
A smile crossed his face as he pressed play then slowly backed up towards the couch to take up his usual spot beside her. He rested his arm over the back of the couch and let her cuddle up close into the side of his body, her knees against her chest.
"I knew you'd pick this one! It was only a matter of time!" She giggled as she grabbed the collar of his shirt then turned her body so she straddled his lap.
"Goonies are like Pogues. We never say die." JJ shrugged with a lopsided grin as he placed his hands on her hips. He thumbed at the belt loops of her shorts and let her toy with the ends of his hair.
JJ's girl only smiled as she twisted her fingers into his hair as it poked out of the bottom of his hat, leaning her body into his as the movie started in the background. He wanted to make a smart remark about how he had been trying to get her to watch this movie for months, and she was distracting him.
But he really didn't mind the distraction. He had seen the movie probably a good two dozen times. Maybe more.
JJ placed his hands on her backside and tugged her closer against him, the heat from her body engulfing him. He pressed a kiss to her cheek as he slid his hands in to the back pockets of her shorts, letting her play with his hair.
"You smell really good." JJ mumbled against her cheek, then began to press kiss after kiss along her jawline down her neck.
"Thanks, baby. You smell good, too." She replied with a smile, her hands resting on his shoulders as he pressed a prolonged kiss to the side of her neck.
"No. I don't. Been helping my cousin work on his car all day. I smell like oil, and grease." JJ laughed as he pulled his head back and looked at her face.
"What's wrong with Ricky's car now?" She questioned as she traced over his strong shoulders, her eyes on her fingers.
"I think a list of things that are right with Ricky's car would be easier to answer." JJ scoffed as he pulled his right hand out of her back pocket and placed it on her thigh, his calloused fingertips tracing his own patterns on her soft skin.
"You're a good cousin, JJ." She stated softly before she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.
JJ released a slow exhale through his nostrils as he reached his right hand up to place it on her cheek. A low groan rumbled in his chest as she shifted in his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck to pull herself close him. She was so warm in his arms, and she smelled so good - like the flowers outside of that library he used to visit as a kid. Fresh, but a little sweet.
"Take this off. I love your hair." She whispered as she pulled of his hat, placing it on the back of the couch then pushed her fingers up the back of his head and into his hair.
JJ smiled then leaned forward to kiss her again, not ready to let her go. He sealed his lips to hers in a firm kiss as his hand wrapped around the back of her neck, his own fingers twisted in her hair. He couldn't remember the last time he had spent so much time with a girl just touching her, kissing her, or learning who she was.
"JJ." She mumbled into their kiss, her eyes closed as his fingertips circled the back of her neck.
"Yeah?"
"My parents won't be home next weekend." She whispered as she dropped her forehead to his and smoothed her hands over his biceps, his skin warm and still a little sweaty from a day outside working on the car.
JJ leaned his head back on the couch and raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend. He had been with enough girls to know what that statement meant. Or what she was asking him, without really asking him. JJ placed both hands on her backside as he mulled over her statement for a moment.
"Where are they going? JJ questioned as his hands traveled from her backside to the sides of her thighs, her skin so soft and warm beneath his palms.
"A vow renewal on the main-land for some of their friends from college. I thought, if you wanted, you could spend the night." She didn't look at him as she answered, rather pulled her index finger through the collar of his T-shirt.
"Of course I want to. I always want to. But, you know that we don't have to, y'know, do anything. I'll spend the night next weekend just the two of us. But there's no like, expectation. We can just hang out and watch movies. Or I can build you a fire in that nice pit outside your dad never uses. Whatever you want." JJ replied, and he meant every single word. He could, and he would, wait for her.
"And if I happened to be naked?" She questioned as she thumbed at a piece of lint on his shirt, her eyes on his chest.
"Then I guess I'll be naked, too." JJ grinned before he pressed his lips to her cheek.
She held his face in her hands, her fingertips on his jawline, and turned her face to press her lips to his. JJ released a breath he didn't realize he had been holding in his chest and wrapped his arms around her middle again, keeping her flush against him. He licked at her bottom lip, the corners of his mouth turning up into a small smile as she whined a little and let his tongue slip inside her mouth. She reached to the back of his head, tugging on his soft, messy blonde hair as he dragged the tip of his tongue along the roof of her mouth. JJ breathing out a laugh as she rocked her hips on top of him.
"You make it hard to take things slow sometimes, pretty baby." JJ muttered as he removed his tongue from her mouth and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"M'sorry." She whispered as she twirled a strand of his hair around her index finger, her forehead against his.
"Don't be. You're worth the wait, and I kinda like just kissing you." JJ breathed as he placed a hand on the back of her neck once more to bring her lips to his.
In the back of his mind, JJ made peace with the fact that he wasn't going to get to show his girl one of his favourite movies that night. He figured there would probably be ample opportunity to show it to her again, and if she found herself in his lap again the next time The Goonies were on a treasure hunt...
Well, he wouldn't exactly mind then either. Whatever got her close to him.
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A heated make out (that could lead to more) with Harrison
18+ Warnings: heavy make out, lead up to smut
I’m kinda liking this short Haz stuff!
800 Thirst Night - Inbox
You and Harrison haven’t hit third base too many times, enough to still only be counting it on one hand.
Tonight, however, you seem to be on the on ramp for just that.
You’re straddling his lap on the couch, grinding hard against his member to show him you want more tonight.
His tongue’s fighting yours viciously, trying to explore your mouth as much as he can.
You finally give him dominance in the kiss, accepting defeat there, but when your hands start unbuttoning his shirt, he falters for just a second.
He recovers quickly and is eager to assist, sitting up so you can push it off his shoulders, while you still grind against him. His hands then peel your top off so you’re just left in a sports bra.
You pop the button on his jeans quickly, just starting to step off his lap so he can shimmy out of them.
“Hey, WOAH!” Tom yells entering the room, “not in the living room!”
“Fine,” Harrison answers cooly, “we’ll just take it to my room.”
He smirks as he dives in for another kiss, his hands looping under your thighs to pick you up.
You giggle and pull away from his lips, passing a cheeky wave at Tom over Harrison’s shoulder as he carries you to his bedroom.
A gentle reminder that everyone who uses Ai to write is an absolute fuckhead
Hey, you reblogged that AI post and I was surprised to see something so mean on your blog. "If you cant write unassisted, fuck you, youre a disgrace to the community." Is that really something you want on your blog?
Just in case this isn't a spam message:
Posting AI-generated content to a platform intended to be an archive for writers is not appropriate use of the platform. On a platform intended for human creation, it is rude and inappropriate to clog search results with AI-produced content which often plagiarizes the work of human authors.
Use of generative AI is also horrible for our environment, leading to massive waste of fossil fuel energy and water. We should not be doing damage to our planet for the sake of generating (robot-produced, often plagiarized) fiction, especially when the joy of fiction comes from the creation and emotion of real people.
Rather than giving a prompt to a generative AI, people should consider attempting to write their own work, or asking another writer from the fandom if they would be interested in writing it. Anyone who is capable of typing a prompt into ChatGPT is capable of writing a story. The first attempts may not be amazing, but that is true of any skill, and anyone can improve with time and practice - and while ChatGPT may give you big returns in your time, it doesn't give you practice, growth, or creativity, which is where the joy of writing should come from.
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