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rafe cameron
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summary : rafe reassuring you that he loves spoiling you
you never asked rafe for much. in fact, you tried your best not to ask for anything at all, but that never stopped him. whether it was your favorite flowers left on your porch just because or that necklace you pointed at once and never mentioned again, rafe noticed. he remembered and he made sure you had it.
you tried to tell him he didn’t need to. that you didn’t want him to feel like he had to keep giving you things. but he just shook his head with that stubborn look in his eyes, the one that made your heart twist every time. “i want to,” he said, voice low and sure. “you deserve to be spoiled. let me do this for you.”
and when he looks at you like that, like you hung the stars just by existing, it’s hard to argue. so you let him. not because of the gifts or the surprises or the way he always seems to know what you need before you do. but because it’s him. because it’s rafe. and when he says he wants to take care of you, he means every word.
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summary : rafe walks outside on easter and catches his girlfriend playing with wheezie (wheezie is a little younger in this)
rafe hadn’t even made it down the porch steps when he saw you, barefoot in the dewy grass with a gorgeous flowy sundress on while chasing after wheezie, with a pink easter basket in hand. your laugh rang out, bright and carefree while wheezie squealed and dove behind a bush in search of one last golden egg.
he leaned against the railing, arms crossed, lips tugging into a grin. the morning sun caught in your hair, turning it almost gold, and for a second he forgot about the chaos of the world, about the weight he always carried on his back. all he saw was you, playing like you belonged there, like you’d always belonged with his family.
wheezie popped up with an excited yell, holding the egg high above her head. “i found it! told you i would!”
you gasped dramatically. “you’re unbeatable, wheeze! that’s gotta be worth, like, five jellybeans at least.”
“ten,” wheezie said proudly.
rafe chuckled, finally making his way over. “and who’s supplying all these jellybeans, huh?”
you turned, caught off guard, then smiled—so soft, so damn sweet it made his chest ache. “you are, obviously.”
he stepped closer, slipping an arm around your waist, the other ruffling wheezie’s hair. “guess i’ll allow it,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple.
and in that perfect little moment filled with easter baskets, candy-sticky fingers, and sunshine, rafe realized he’d never seen anything cuter than the girl he loved playing big sister to the one who meant the most to him.
summary — you and sarah watch the sunset together and share a special moment
“you know, i think this is my favorite time of day” she said, tilting her head to look at you. her long blonde hair shimmered in the evening light, strands falling effortlessly around her sun-kissed face. she was breathtaking, and it still amazed you that she was yours.
“yeah?” you asked, shifting closer so your nose brushed against hers. “why’s that?”
sarah smiled, her dimples making an appearance. “because everything feels softer. like the world slows down, just for a little bit and because…” her voice trailed off as she reached up, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “because i get to spend it with you.”
your heart melted at her words, and you swore you felt the boat sway a little harder, as if the universe itself sighed at how sickeningly sweet she was.
“you’re ridiculous” you teased, though the warmth blooming in your chest told a different story.
sarah huffed playfully, rolling onto her side so she was fully facing you. “you love it” she countered, scrunching her nose in that way she always did when she was trying to be smug.
you pretended to think about it, even though you both knew the answer. then, with a soft giggle, you leaned in, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose. “i do.”
she beamed, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into a warm, sun-drenched hug. you felt the steady rise and fall of her chest, the way her fingers traced idle circles against your back. everything about sarah cameron was golden. her hair, her laughter, the way she loved you like you were the most precious thing she’d ever found.
and in moments like this, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, you believed that maybe, just maybe, she was right. that the world really did slow down, just for the two of you.
summary : rafe surprises you during your first christmas eve together
you were curled up on the couch in rafe’s living room, a mug of hot cocoa warming your hands, the soft hum of christmas music filled the air. tannyhill felt cozier than ever, thanks to the twinkling lights strung around the windows and the large, perfectly decorated tree that stood proudly in the corner.
rafe came down the stairs, pulling on a sweater that made you smile, bright red with a slightly over the top christmas pattern you’d picked out for him. “alright, don’t laugh” he said, although a smile tugged at his lips.
“i wouldn’t dare” you teased, setting your mug down as he sat onto the couch beside you. he immediately pulled you into his side, his arm wrapping around your waist.
“i still can’t believe it’s christmas eve” rafe said, his voice soft as he looked around the room. “i’ve been looking forward to this day for weeks. just us. no stress, no distractions.”
you leaned your head against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. “me too, it’s perfect. i don’t think i’ve been this excited for christmas in a long time.”
he kissed the top of your head, his hand tracing lazy patterns on your arm. “you make it so much better, you know. i don’t care about the gifts or the fancy dinner. just having you here, that’s all i need.”
you tilted your head to look up at him, your eyes sparkling as bright as the lights on the tree. “you’re going to make me cry if you keep being this sweet.”
“good” he said with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “but don’t cry yet, i have something for you.”
your eyes widened in surprise as he reached behind the couch and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped gift. “rafe! i thought we were waiting until tomorrow.
“i couldn’t help myself” he says with a grin. “open it.”
you carefully unwrapped the gift to reveal a silver bracelet, with a small charm in the shape of a snowflake. it caught the light beautifully, and your breath hitched. “rafe, it’s perfect.”
“i wanted you to have something to remember this first christmas together” he said softly, taking your hand to clasp the bracelet around your wrist. you wrapped your arms around him, holding him tightly as you whispered, “i don’t need anything to remember this. it’s already unforgettable.”
the two of you spent the rest of the evening laughing, sharing stories and stealing kisses under the mistletoe. as the snow continued to fall outside, you couldn’t help but feel that this christmas was the start of something truly magical.
. . . somedays angel wants nothing but her big beefy older boyfriend to fuck her ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅
warnings: literally just smut, kind of soft dom drew ?, them being sweet at the end <3
𐙚˙⋆.˚ 🎀 ᡣ𐭩
“nothing, guess i’m just really horny tonight.” you mumbled while on all fours on drew’s bed, wearing nothing but the pink and white lacy lingerie you picked out just hours before. you weren’t sure what had gotten into you but you were soo down bad today; you’d been prancing around drew’s house all day just waiting …. and waiting for him to get home so you could surprise him in your new lingerie set on his bed.
“oh yeah,” drew rubbed your bare ass. the wait making you even hornier and wetter. you felt bad, you knew drew liked to take his time with you, but god you just felt so impatient today. “i know you’re trying to be nice and stuff, but can you just fuck me?” you turned your head to look back at drew. your big soft eyes staring at him, so innocent and perfect, but what you just said proving you were far from innocent.
“damn baby. eager huh?” drew took no time obeying your request, the sound of him unbuckling his belt filling the room. he rubbed your ass some more, giving it a few squeezes, you couldn’t help but moan in response. “i need you drew,”
drew’s fingers rubbed your entrance a few times before aligning himself with your pussy. “yeah? my needy little baby.” drew thrusted himself into you without any warning, small profanities spilled from your mouth. “faster!” you yelled, although you weren’t sure if you’d be able to handle it. drew was big, it took you months before you were able to fully take it, and even now you still struggled some days. “you sure?” drew asked. “yes!”
drew picked up his pace, all you could do is mewl and let out an occasional “fuuuck,”. your ass jiggled against his pelvic area, the sight alone had drew going crazy. “soooo tight,” drew groaned, placing his hands on your hips to pull you even deeper onto his cock. “look at this ass. so perfect.” drew knew you loved when he complimented you, it got you going in a way that nothing else could.
“m’gonna come drew!” you shouted. times like this made you glad drew had his own place with no roomates, dorm sex was fun and sneaky, but you loved being able to yell drew’s name. “come all over this cock baby. it’s all yours.” drew replied, slowing down his strokes, the knot in both your stomachs coming undone at the same time.
“you’re so perfect.” drew pulled out, to which you groaned and plopped down on your back, a huge sigh leaving your lips. “you’re so good to me.” you pulled drew down on top of you, the feeling of being skin to skin with him always brought you a different kind of comfort. “well, you deserve it.”
₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 HONEYMOON
a series by rafesangelita ©
‘honeymoon’ is a series based on the songs off of lana del rey’s ‘honeymoon’ album. all fics released in this series can be read as standalones since none of theme correlate with one another. each fic has a line from each song in which it’s titled from. read each ‘warnings’ tab accordingly <3
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₊˚⊹♡ HONEYMOON
WORD COUNT: 1.2k
SUMMARY: ❝but you don’t go cause truly there’s nobody for you but me.❞ — not only did rafe catch you in a lie, he also saw jj making moves on you, and you allowing it to happen.
₊˚⊹♡ MUSIC TO WATCH BOYS TO
WORD COUNT: 3.8k
SUMMARY: ❝i like you a lot, putting on my music while i’m watching the boys.❞ — there’s no denying the attraction you and rafe share when you two meet each other. the only problem? he does business with barry, your older brother.
₊˚⊹♡ TERRENCE LOVES YOU
WORD COUNT: 1.4k
SUMMARY: ❝i lost myself and i lost you too.❞ — after a heated exchange, you leave rafe at the height of his addiction. fast forward two years later, and you have everything rafe couldn’t give you.
₊˚⊹♡ GOD KNOWS I TRIED
WORD COUNT: 3.0k
SUMMARY: ❝i feel free when i see no one, and nobody knows my name.❞ — you and rafe sneak away from an event neither of you want to be at..
₊˚⊹♡ HIGH BY THE BEACH
WORD COUNT: 1.0k
SUMMARY: ❝all i wanna do is get high by the beach.❞ — you and rafe make a small trip to your favorite smoke spot.
₊˚⊹♡ FREAK | FREAK PT.2
WORD COUNT: 3.2k | 3.0k
SUMMARY: ❝screw your anonymity, loving me is all you need to feel like i do.❞ — rafe cameron is your top donator, having been tuning into your live streams for several months now. one night of texting and spilling too much details has you and rafe running into each other at a party.
₊˚⊹♡ ART DECO
WORD COUNT: 2.6k
SUMMARY: ❝you’re so art deco, out on the floor. shining like gun metal, cold and unsure.❞ — your attempt to cut things off with rafe only fuels him to come back with a vengeance.
₊˚⊹♡ RELIGION
WORD COUNT: 1.3k
SUMMARY: ❝when i’m down on my knees, you’re how i pray.❞ — you show rafe how much you appreciate all the hard work he’s been doing.
₊˚⊹♡ SALVATORE
WORD COUNT: 2.3k
SUMMARY: ❝the summer’s hot, and i’ve been waiting for you all this time.❞ — rafe finally comes back home from his two-month long family vacation, surprising you in the middle of the night.
₊˚⊹♡ THE BLACKEST DAY
WORD COUNT: 2.7k
SUMMARY: ❝i got you where i want you, you’re deader than ever, and falling for forever.❞ — a deal gone wrong leads to you and rafe being stuck in the same room together.
₊˚⊹♡ 24
WORD COUNT: 3.1k
SUMMARY: ❝there’s only 24 hours in a day, and half of those you lay awake with thoughts of murder and carnage.❞ — when you accidentally witness rafe commit a murder, he’s willing to do everything he has to do in order to make sure there’s no loose ends. even if that means tracking you down and killing you himself.
all john b wanted for his birthday, was to watch you cum. over, and over again.
he still wore the birthday crown that you gave him as he curls his fingers inside you, working you over once more. john b wasn’t being mean, nor was this any type of punishment. infact, he was being incredibly generous, letting you take each round of pleasure without any resistance. he simply was enjoying the show.
“gonna cum again for me?” he asks through a smile, voice deep and raspy and delicious in the way that only pushed you further to that point. with how many orgasms he’d given you, your juices dripping down his wrist — it was hurting. but the good kind of hurting that sent you into a greedy delirium of wanting more, knowing nothing but your brunette boyfriend and his magic fingers.
despite this, even in your hazy subspace you attempt to withdraw, not wanting to seem too confident incase you couldn’t deliver another. “i can’t!” you shudder through teary eyes. with sympathy, john b nods slowly — all whilst placing his thumb over your nub and stroking it in that way that made your legs shake. your legs fall open wider.
“yeah you think so? you done now bubba?” he lilts sympathetically, the kindness in his tone never diminishing as he watches your stomach tense, drawing you closer.
dumbly you respond “yeah.” with a pout that he returns. again, he wasn’t being mean at all.
“aw okay. let’s try though, yeah? gooood girl.” he croons like it’s just so simple, and for some reason it is. it was like your body knew that whatever john b said to you, you had to listen. like clockwork, he feels you clench around his digits, and your clit throb.
“m’cumming!” you admit in a quiet tearful squeak, panting as you squeeze your eyes shut. he nods slowly in approval, despite you being unable to see him.
“i know baby, iiii know.”
they’re the same picture…
asking rafe “do you like me?” in the middle of him blowing your back out
the bed creaks alongside the rhythm at which the headboard jolts into the wall each time rafe thrusts but you can barely hear it over your own mewls. he’d come close to winning in the motorcycle race, and despite jj maybank impeding his near win— rafe actually seemed pretty ecstatic.
you figured he liked to hear all those people cheering his name, supporting him for once. it made a change from all those times at the country club, or the house parties where his name would only be brought up in a sour whisper, murmuring about some rumour that wasn’t really a rumour— and next thing you know rafe would totally crash out. no, it wasn’t like that this time. people looked… happy to see him.
girls especially. waving their signs and flags and pushing their chest out when he’d come by. “good luck, rafe!” they’d coo and he was so high off the adrenaline he didn’t even do much to ignore them. you let him have his moment, but now he was fucking you into the mattress — it was creeping up on you again.
“mhh—mm—mm” you cry into the pillow, his hips plapping against your ass.
“yeah, tha’s that good shit huh? you like that winners dick?” he all but hollers, out of breath and clammy as he pushes your lower back down some more.
in a daze, you respond — but not to answer to his question, to ask your own.
“huh? gotta speak up, yeah?” he pulls the pillow beneath you that muffles you aside and tosses it away rather quickly as to not impede on his rhythm.
“d’you like me?” you whine louder, as if it were a pain to repeat yourself.
you hear him heave out a breath, winded by the amount of conversation taking place at the speed he was pounding you and he slows, dropping some weight down onto you.
“wh— do i like you? what the hell kinda—”
“forget it.” you sniffle, attempting to push yourself up on your hands so you could quickly depart and wallow in the embarrassment but without thinking he pushes you back down onto the bouncy mattress, still sheathed fully inside.
“quit that. ‘course i like you, alright? why are you asking me that?”
you don’t turn to look at him, the older boy still staring at the back of your head. you shrug your bare shoulders.
rafe licks his lips. he knew what girls could be like — hell, he had two sisters after all. random bouts of sensitivity and insecurity were never more than a short stop away— so he figured you were simply having one of those. he sighs, dropping down lower to bear hug you from the back, wrapping his arms around your torso.
“you think i’d fuck you like this if i didn’t like you?” he rolls his hips again slowly, the stretch maddening and you groan, watery eyes fluttering.
“dunno.”
“everything i god damn do is for you alright? of course i like you. now do you want to keep chatting? or do you want me to fuck you. hm?” he teases, starting to up his pace again.
you were a sucker for reassurance, you truly would have loved if he went on — but in that moment, there was only one correct answer, and all you could think was fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.
I know he's in pain but... it's giving overstimulation
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rough sex with rafe this, rough sex with rafe that. WHAT ABOUT SOFT SEX WITH HIM!!! deep down he has a soft side in him, just for us. no one can change my mind 😫
no cause i’d like to think he can be soft with you from time to time, especially when you’ve had a bad day or are just not feeling well. like holding your hands while he’s slowly thrusting into you, lots of eye contact while he tells you how fucking pretty you are. he’d pepper your face and neck with kisses, wanting to take his time with you while slowly rubbing your swollen clit with his thumb. your mouth is slightly agape, eyes closed while softly moaning his name as you’d feel him so fucking deep inside of you, massaging your walls just perfectly and nothing else matters at that moment. “doin’ so well for me, doll. just like that.”
i need soft s*x with rafe recommendations 😔
