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{ 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 }

𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"I've had more black eyes in the last month than I've ever had" Pope declares as we sit around the fire at the chateau roasting marshmallows.

"That was building up for years. Rumble in the jungle" JJ states from next to me before burning his finger on his marshmallow "Ah!"

He shakes his hand, blowing on it to try to cool down the piping hot mallow stuck to his finger and I roll my eyes. I grab his wrist and pull it towards me, wrapping my lips around his finger.

The blonde boy looks at me in mesmerisation as I suck the sweetness off his skin and I quickly realise why he's looking at me like that, taking his finger out my mouth and looking down at my own skewer as my cheeks heat up.

"Hey, did you really stick up for Sarah?" John B questions, gaining my attention.

"Of course we did" Kiara answers "She's not a real Kook"

"Sarah's my sister. I wasn't gonna let that bitch push her around" I add firmly.

"Right" John B hums with a nod.

"Yeah, tell that to Topper" Pope counters.

"Him and I are gonna have some real harsh words the next time I see him" I mutter out with a frown.

"Not if I can help it" JJ counters, grabbing my hips and pulling me onto his lap.

"I can feel the jealousy radiating off of you" I tease the blonde boy who merely smirks.

"Is that the only thing you can feel?" He asks me in a low voice that only I can hear.

I frown in confusion before he repositions me on his lap and I feel the semi in his pants poking at my ass, causing me to inhale sharply.

"JJ" I mumble quietly in embarrassment, trying to reposition myself but I only end up rubbing my ass against his hard on and he gives me a pained grunt, holding me still.

"Stop wiggling. You're making it worse" He groans under his breath.

"Sorry" I grimace, pressing a kiss to his cheek in apology and he smiles, kissing my lips softly.

"I just want one bite" John B says and I turn to see him grabbing Kiara's wrist.

"What are you doing? No, stop!" Kiara cries out but John B has already eaten the s'more from her hand.

"You're not having any of mine" JJ tells her.

"I thought you were gonna share" John B argues.

"I spent my money on that" Kiara whines.

"You can have mine, Kie" I tell the girl, holding it out to her and she grins at me, accepting it happily.

"Sixteen years in most federal prisons" John B says matter of factly.

"Well, I'm stealing your marshmallow too" Kiara huffs out, snatching his from the packet.

"I believe that's a...not even a fair trade" Pope pipes up.

"It's not at all. Not even close" Kiara laughs in agreement.

"Hey, hey" John B shushes us all with a panicked expression on his face.

I hear nearby rustling and the wind blowing around us but my stomach turns with anxious thoughts so I wrap my arms around JJ who holds me tighter.

"Somebody's here" John B declares.

"You don't think that Topper would..." Kiara drawls off.

"I wouldn't put it past him" JJ answers.

"Do you have your gun?" Kiara questions.

"Oh, now she wants the gun" JJ says sarcastically as we all get up onto our feet.

"Oh, now you don't have the gun?" Kiara counters.

"No" JJ retorts.

"You don't have it?" I ask in worry and he grabs my hand in response, trying to reassure me that I'm okay.

"Isn't that your 'secret' weapon?" Kiara mocks him.

"Shut up" John B snaps at them.

"Jesus" Pope mutters.

"Goddamn, now she wants the gun" JJ mumbles under his breath, clearly pissed off at Kiara.

"Hey, who's out there?" John B calls out.

"You Kooks better not try anything" Kiara adds.

"I have a sewer and I'm not afraid to shish kebab a bitch" I warn the intruder.

"Who's there?" JJ questions.

"How y'all doing?" A guy approaches us and I recognise him as Renfield.

"It's this piece of shit" John B huffs out.

"You gotta be kidding me" Pope groans lowly.

"Lovely evening we're having" Renfield states.

"It's been pretty shitty actually" I correct him with a glare.

"Look, I, uh... I don't hold a grudge with any of y'all, all right?" Renfield continues, giving me a smirk "But this can go hard, or this can go easy. You know what I'm here for"

I glance at Pope and he is glaring so angrily at the man that if looks alone could kill, Renfield would be sixty feet under.

"Let me give you a little demonstration. You see that swing right there?" Renfield points to the swing right in front of JJ and I "I got the best bow hunters in the Army Rangers with me"

"Yeah? Mm-hmm" JJ nods sarcastically, not believing him.

"Hidden" Renfield adds before whistling.

Before anyone can take so much as a breath, an arrow whizzes right past us and slices through the rope holding the swing up before lodging into a nearby tree.

"You're fucking kidding me" I breathe out in disbelief.

"Now, they're out there. They'll stick you just as soon as I say so" Renfield explains.

JJ raises the metal bar he's holding to hit the man on the back of the head but he whistles and an arrow whizzes past us again, although this time hits the ground next to JJ's foot.

"Uh, uh, uh" Renfield tuts.

"JJ" I warn the blonde, tugging him back next to me.

"We clear?" Renfield asks but no one answers him.

"Now, I'm not gonna give you a countdown or any bullshit like that. I'm just gonna whistle" Renfield tells Pope.

The Heyward boy pulls the key out of his pocket and looks at it with a torn expression before wrapping it up in his fist.

"No" Pope says softly.

"Oh" Renfield hums.

"This key belongs to my family" Pope states sternly.

"I'm losing my patience with you, Pope" Renfield laughs, looking around.

The man brings his fingers up to his mouth to whistle and I wrap my arms around JJ tightly as he holds me to his chest, but Pope holds out the key in defeat.

"Did the right thing, kid" Renfield says, taking the key from Pope "Knowing when you don't have a choice is an underappreciated talent. You be safe"

"Easy there" He taunts JJ, passing us as he walks away.

"Y'all have a good night" He adds, whistling loudly.

"I'm so sick of this shit" Pope sneers, storming away from us.

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After John B and Kiara head off to take a look for Pope in the Twinkie, JJ flops down on the bed next to me and I glance at him before looking back at my phone, scrolling through TikTok aimlessly.

The Maybank boy taps my knee but I pretend I don't feel it, watching someone roll glass bottles down a set of stairs on my phone. I hear him huff in annoyance and I smile in amusement, scrolling down to the next video.

Midway through the video I feel JJ's hand slowly trail up my inner thigh and my stomach does flips at the small gesture, my legs instinctively parting a little. I pretend to concentrate on the video but my mind is solely focused on the way that my boyfriend's hand slips under his shirt that I'm wearing and toys with the hem of my underwear.

He ghosts his fingers over my clothed folds and I bit my lip to stop myself from making any noise. JJ clearly notices me refraining from letting him hear how much I'm enjoying his touch and takes it as a challenge, no longer teasing me.

JJ slips his hand into my underwear, pushing his middle and ring finger inside of me. I gasp, my thighs falling apart and he fucks me with his fingers skilfully. He uses my distraction and takes my phone with his free hand, throwing it onto the ground.

"Hey, I was watching that" I protest teasingly.

"Liar. That sound replayed five times" He retorts with a smirk, speeding his fingers up and circling my clit with his thumb.

"Fuck, JJ" I whine breathily, throwing my head back onto the pillow.

"Let me hear your pretty moans, angel" JJ coaxes and a moan slips past my lips, making him groan in approval "There's my good girl"

My legs tremble with pleasure and I grab my boy's shirt, pulling him towards me. Our lips collide in a passionate kiss and I moan into his mouth, clinging onto him desperately.

"'m gonna-" I mumble against his lips, cutting myself off with a cry of pleasure as JJ circles my clit faster.

My orgasm crashes over me and I buck my hips off the bed, the air leaving my lungs. I greedily gasp for breaths as I recover and JJ slips his fingers out of me, making me inhale sharply.

I look at my boyfriend in awe and he grins at me proudly, clearly happy with himself. He tucks my hair behind my ear and strokes my warm cheek, leaning in to place a sweet kiss on my lips.

Before I can even offer to return the favour I hear the front door opening, followed by the voices of the Pogues.

"We can continue this later. Put on some shorts, angel" JJ winks at me and jumps up, exiting the room.

I look at the door in a dazed state, listening to my boyfriend greet our friends and decide to listen to him, pulling on a pair of shorts before joining them.