[dolcekissy]

STARVE THE EGO. FEED THE SOUL.

(ABOUT ME) . . . ⭑ i go by kie. twenties , biracial , she / her ─ dickhead men enthusiast. rafe cameron's trophy wife , worlds most esoteric girl.

FEAR IS A LIAR.

(NAVIGATION) . . . ⭑ masterlist , girls guide & rules

talk to kie .

[dolcekissy]

Maybe reader stays at bestfriend rafes place after a night out (they always share a bed) and when she wakes up hungover he gives her pain meds but when she starts to feel hot all over he realizes he accidentally gave her a sex pill

wait this is so tea.......

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, pulling out, bsf!rafe, yur. not proofread srry lol

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last night was a mistake. that's your first thought when you wake up in your best friends bed, sitting up with a groan as you slap your hand over your forehead ─ nausea hitting you like a truck when your eyes finally open, the brightness of the room making your head pound.

rafe chuckles, his back against the headboard of his bed as he scrolls through his phone, glancing over at you. "you good?" he laughs, thumb double tapping on a picture topper posted last night at the party, scrolling through each slide on the post.

"do i fucking look good?" you barked, fingers digging into your temples as you rub them ─ closing your mouth immediately as saliva builds up in your throat, that familiar salty taste welcoming your taste buds. he scoffs, standing up with a smirk as you lay back down on your side, eyes squeezing shut.

"want some water? medicine? food?" he asks, not even giving you a chance to respond as he walks out, already on a mission to gather everything for you ─ it's hilarious seeing you try not to vomit all over his bed after he warned you last night when you were pouring your 5th drink of the night, but you're still his best friend he needs to take care of.

he's grabbing water, crackers, and a bottle of meds for you, returning back to the room to turn the tv on ─ putting on your favorite movie and helping you sit up to take the meds, trying not to laugh as you chug the water bottle, wide eyes staring into his as you grip his arm like a damn child,

"goddamn, ya thirsty?" he laughs, placing the water bottle on his nightstand as you sigh and lay back down, trying to ignore the nausea simmering in your belly as you focus on the screen in front of you ─ rafe laying right back down next to you, scrolling on twitter and glancing at you every couple minutes.

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you're halfway through the movie when you realize how hot you are, face is hot to the touch, palms sweating, a thin layer of sweat coating your body. you're throwing the blankets off your body, readjusting your position, grabbing rafe's attention when you're letting out the most dramatic huff he's ever heard.

"you good?" he asks, brows furrowing in confusion when you sit up with a whine, tugging his sweatshirt off and adjusting your tank top.

"no, i'm on fire." you huff, gasping when his hand touches the exposed part of your back, head snapping in his direction.

"jesus, you're fucking burning." he mutters, setting his phone down as both of his hands feel over your body, concern written all over his face when your eyes flutter shut ─ your body leaning into his touch with a pained whimper. his first thought is to give you more medicine, hand reaching over to grab the bottle.

he's tipping the bottle over when he realizes the fucking object in his fucking hands isn't a labeled bottle full of pain killers, it's a plain white bottle full of fucking viagra.

don't ask him why he has a bottle of viagra, alright? he found a couple in his dads drawer and stole some for...a science experiment, alright? that's not even the point, what the fuck is he supposed to tell you? does viagra even work on women?

"hey! i accidentally gave you viagra instead of pain killers, so sorry! please forgive me!"

"hey! sooo...you actually took a pill men use for erectile dysfunction that's why you feel insane, hope this helps!"

are you gonna start feeling horny? is he supposed to help? someone fucking shoot him.

his questions are answered as you lean into him, the pained look in your eyes disappearing as a wild look takes over, lips parting as you grab onto his arm ─ squeezing his flesh hard enough to bruise the skin. your eyes fall to his lips for a second, gaze trailing down his neck.

"rafe." you mumble and he's letting out a shaky breath, cock twitching in his sweatpants. his brow twitches when you let out a soft whimper, inching closer to his body, heat radiating off of your skin even though you're dressed in nothing but a tank top and shorts ─ nails clawing at his arm as you move close enough to graze his neck with your lips, letting out a shaky breath, trying to control yourself as your body subconsciously moves to straddle his leg.

his palms are sweating when he grabs your hips, shakily holding you in place as you breathe against his neck, lips barely pressing against the skin as you whimper again, hips bucking against his thigh when his fingers dig into your hips ─ cock hardening every time your hips rut against his thigh, your fingernails digging into his scalp, panties soaked and uncomfy.

"a-are you-" he starts, eyes widening when you slap a hand over his mouth, leaning up to look him in the eye.

"we will never speak about this...okay?" you mutter.

"okay."

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your hands are flush against his chest, nails digging into his collarbones as you bounce on his cock, head tipping back to let out moans ─ eyes glazed over in pure bliss, mind mush as you ride your best friends cock ─ cunt so wet you should be embarrassed, your wetness dripping down the shaft of his cock, pussy squelching around him.

rafes eyes are glued to you, watching the way your tits bounce in your tank top, the way your sweaty neck glistens when you tip your head back, the way your cunt takes his cock so well ─ walls so warm and wet around him, groaning when you lift your hips to show him how wet his dick is before sliding right back down, grinding your hips just right.

he's reaching down to rub your clit, trying to get you to cum before he gets his best friend pregnant, groaning when you tense up and cry out his name, forcefully grabbing your hips and pulling you up his body, hot spurts of his cum coating your soft ass ─ eyes squeezing shut as grind your ass against his cock with a lazy smile, cooing when his cock keeps spewing for you.

rafe doesn't know if he should be terrified or excited he accidentally gave you a viagra when your scooting down his body, eyes on his as you suck the rest of his release off his tip, your eyes rolling back when he thrusts up into your mouth, a whimper falling from his lips.

oh yeah ─ he's fucking terrified.

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[dolcekissy]

missing u kie (*´ー｀*)

my bad yall it's a lot going on 😞 i'll be back!!!!

[dolcekissy]

THEME ATE 🍽️🍽️

THANK YOUUUU 😚😚😚

[dolcekissy]

judging by my requests y'all are WHORESSSS for best friend!rafe smut oh my goodnessssss

but it's okay me too

[dolcekissy]

hiya

i'm currently working on SIX requests on top of dropping two today...thank y'all for answering my prayers and sending good ass ideas i love y'all 😫

keep sending them while i work on these!! fics will be out shortly 😙

[dolcekissy]

i love your work, and I was hoping / wanted to request something based off a song, i dont kno if you have heard it, but i follow someone, jus heard it and it reminded me so so so much of Rafe and having a tumultuous and borderline abusive relationship. it’s by the singer ashanti called rain on me the music video and song remind me of rafe to a T. would yoube comfortable writing a Drabble or One Shot based or similar to it? if not, it’s okay, i know DV is serious and not everyone would want to write about it. thank you!

yes i've heard of the song and watched the video, i can definitely see what you're saying. hope you enjoy!

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, domestic violence, mentions of toxic relationships, mentions of having a miscarriage. please read at your own risk.

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for the past four years it's been the same with rafe. arguing, hitting, fucking, loving, repeat. you met rafe six years ago, immediately feeling drawn to him and his voice, the way he spoke with confidence but also nervousness, the eye contact he tried to keep with you, the way he wasn't touchy ─ very respectful of you and your boundaries. you remember the interaction like it was yesterday, the way your cheeks flushed a light shade of pink when he joked with you ─ meeting when you were both 16 at an event his father put together for Cameron Development.

the whole night you two were inseparable, laughing and talking, sneaking alcoholic drinks when no one was looking, stealing a cigarette from behind a drunk man's ear after he dared you to ─ giggling and running up to the roof of the building to smoke it together, coughing and choking while he laughed at you and patted your back. he kissed you when you were staring up at the sky claiming the cigarette gave you a buzz, your head was dizzy from both the cigarette and his lips ─ his lips were so soft.

you and rafe couldn't be apart. always with each other, at each others houses meeting family, sneaking out of your house just to see him even though you guys hung out all day, walking to the beach just to kiss, talk, laugh, staying until the sun kissed the water ─ hurriedly running back once your phone read 7 am. he was in love and so were you, you were his other half, his missing rib. he promised to marry you as soon as you both turned 18, get you a house in tannyhill, give you a baby right after. it was unrealistic but 16 year old you couldn't help but have hearts in her eyes.

he was your first everything. your first time, your first kiss, the first person you loved. the night he took your virginity you both were shaking, sweating, nervous ─ you felt so awkward, so stiff as you both tried to figure it out. he talked you through the pain, kissing you sweetly as he whispered apologies, shakily asking if you're okay or if he should stop, telling you how much he loves you ─ kissing the tears of pain that rolled down your face, moving the hair that stuck to your forehead.

obviously it wasn't the best sex, young and inexperienced, painful and scary, foreign and different but it was with him. with rafe. the person that made life worth living. the next two years were heaven on earth, the memories you created with him were sacred, every minute you spent with him giving you understanding of your purpose here on earth ─ marry him, give him as many babies as he wants, keep the house clean, be a good wife.

it was good, he was good, always knew how to kiss it better so you didn't question it when he slapped you after a disagreement ─ quickly apologizing and kissing your cheek over and over again as you blinked, brushing it off with a shrug and a smile, "it was an accident, right?" ─ fingers tugging on his hair as he ate you out that night to show you how sorry he was, later on stuffing you full of his cock so you understand how sorry he was.

that's when the cycle began, arguing, hitting, fucking, loving, repeat. you hate yourself for not running when you were 18 and he slapped you for the first time, hate him for manipulating you into believing him, hate yourself for running down to the courthouse and getting married anyway ─ the longer you stayed with him, the worse it got. you'd argue about something stupid, he'd hit you, apologize, fuck you, then stay between your thighs until you begged him to stop.

you hate yourself for still loving him after it all ─ allowing him to make you feel like this, losing weight rapidly, your hair falling out in clumps, barely eating and drinking, depending on his mood to determine the kind of day you have ─ constantly terrified it'll get bad again, flinching every time the front door opens, greeting him with a weary smile, voice soft just in case he's in a bad mood today ─ just in case his attitude is sour enough to beat you and leave you for a few days, just to come home four days later smelling like another woman and fuck you slowly, "make love to ya.", "put a baby in ya." just so you understand how much he loves you, even if he "slaps you up." a couple of times.

it was suffocating, debilitating, humiliating but you loved him. no one would understand, no one would understand how much you miss the old him ─ they wouldn't understand that you stay with him just in case the old him might come back to you, love you as deeply as he loved you before. so yes, you'll hide the bruises and the cuts on your face and body. yes, you'll wear sunglasses to hide the black eyes. yes, you'll lie to the nurses when they ask why there's a gash on your wrist. yes, you will fucking lie and say that you lost your fucking baby due to complications and not him beating you.

yes, you'll show up no matter what to the Cameron Development events and show off the rock on your finger, flash a bright smile, place your arm over his chest while you look up at him with the same eyes he fell in love with. the same eyes that are freshly healed after his last beating.

the same eyes that will be black and blue again tonight because you were too close to a man over by the bar.

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[dolcekissy]

Hear me out- reader hires a hitman(rafe) for her cheating husband, and when they go to meetup and finalize she realizes how attractive he actually is and fucks him in in the back of his car

hot, hot. hope you enjoy! mwah, mwah.

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes p in v, unprotected sex, mentions of death and murder.

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the only sound sounding the dark alley are the clicks of your heels against the pavement and the wind whistling, pulling your coat tighter around you as you take long strides, not a single thought running through your mind but the thought of your husband with a bullet through his head after the shit he's put you through ─ nights of trying to remain calm after he's slowly crawling into your shared bed smelling like another woman, trying to keep a smile on your face as you cook him dinner every night, trying not to fucking smoother his lying ass.

he must have forgotten who you are, seriously. does he truly think you'd allow this behavior? i mean come on ─ to be humiliated and kicked to the curb by the man you've given everything up for, seriously? it almost makes you laugh. men. men are stupid, men are men. men never think twice before doing, men always underestimate women, always think they can get away ─ never face the consequences of their actions.

men always forget that there is something scarier ─ more dangerous in this world than a man. a heartbroken, nasty fucking woman.

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you squint your eyes, legs picking up in speed as you approach the blacked out car in front of you, headlights turning off the second you approach the passenger side door. you can't lie, you're nervous. what if the universe turns around and kicks you right in the ass? this plan backfires ─ the hitman kills you. you open the car door, climbing in with a humorless laugh, thinking, the universe would do the same thing you're doing, the universe is a woman, it's a woman's world after all.

the man turns to face you, blue eyes meeting yours, pink lips curling into a faint smirk as he eyes your figure, hands busying themselves cleaning a small gun. your eyes narrow as you take him in, eyes tracing over his features ─ eyes falling to his hands. he's attractive, very attractive. you'd be damned if you had to hire a hitman on him if you were married to him.

"sweet thing like you hiring a hitman, huh? i guess it is a dangerous world we live in." he rasped, letting out a breathy chuckle ─ watching as you unzip your purse, pulling out wads of cash, watching your fingers run through one of the stacks of cash, eyes fixated on the green paper.

"it is." you hand him one of the stacks, eyes never leaving his as you lean closer. "i want that man gone tonight. i'll pay you extra to kill his mistress too, i want to watch the life leave that whores eyes. alright?" he stares at you for a moment, his eyes full of nothing until they light up ─ a smile breaking out on his face, his pearly whites shining in the dim light of his car.

"alright." he says with a slight nod, watching as you slap multiple stacks of cash into his hand ─ pulling out extra cash as promised, greedy eyes staring at the stacks with money symbols in his eyes ─ part of him wondering what a pretty thing like you does for a living. he counts through the cash for a while, your alluring eyes staring him down like a hawk, eyes running over his features and his slender fingers - squeezing your thighs together when he lets out a hum of approval.

"you've got yourself a deal, babydoll." he rasps out, lifting his head to look at you, a faint smirk on his face. you nod your head, eyes shamelessly trained to him ─ eyes running over his body before you look away, glancing at the side mirror before your irises meet his again.

"name?" you breathe.

"can't tell ya, doll." he huffs.

"you should." you shrug.

he pauses, glancing out of the window, "rafe."

"fuck me, rafe."

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listen, you haven't had sex in months. in what world would you allow your husbands penis to enter your womb after being buried in another's an hour ago? you know the worth of the gold that has been placed between your thighs, rewarding an unclean man would be humiliating, disgraceful really. but a man like rafe ─ the one who is about to get rid of the problems in your life, the problems that have caused you too much fucking trouble. he deserves it, he deserves a reward.

you're not ashamed as you bounce on a strangers cock in his backseat, a hitman's cock at that. he's attractive, smooth talking, everything you deserve after being cheated on. you're not ashamed as your nails dig into his shoulders, clawing at his skin as he kneads the fat of your ass, spreading and groping the skin as your hips move skillfully. when you first spoke with rafe about your husband, he assumed your husband must have gotten bored ─ maybe you didn't know how to fuck right, pillow princess at all times. but the way your gummy walls squeeze him, the way you skillfully bounce on his cock has him questioning everything ─ your husband is a complete dumbass.

his fingernails dig into your hips, head tipping back against the black leather seat, jaw slack as his eyes stay trained to your face ─ watching each expression, each movement, every emotion. your eyes drift down his body to his cock, watching the way your cunt swallows him whole, angry cock glistening with your creamy arousal and his precum ─ your jaw slack in awe as your eyes travel back up to his, his eyes already on you.

you're both panting, moans falling from your swollen lips, groans falling from his as his hips thrust up to meet yours ─ his tip nudging your cervix, cunt squeezing him perfectly as his cock fucks your hole just right. you're both attacking each other, your hips bouncing as fast as possible, his hips thrusting just as fast ─ bodies begging to cum, minds mush.

he's groaning as you lick his earlobe, nibbling on it, whispering filthy words,

"cum in me, rafe."

"give it to me."

"be a man and fuck me."

he's holding your hips, stilling them as he uses all of his strength to fuck his cock up into you, hissing when your nails dig into his neck and shoulders, groaning when you're crying out his name, your head tipping back as the car shakes with each thrust ─ your grip on him tight enough to bruise, adrenaline pumping through your veins as a killer fucks you skillfully, hitting places your husband never could.

his hand travels up to your neck, squeezing the exposed flesh as he pants, hot breath hitting your face as he guides your eyes to his, his body tensing as he cums ─ cumming deep in your womb, growling when your cunt flutters around him as you cum as well, your pretty face contorting into pleasure as you cry out his name again, and again.

"what a fool." he huffs out, hand running over your smooth back.

"what a fuckin' fool to cheat on this, deserves to die. m'glad i met you, i'll show you what a man is."

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[dolcekissy]

Why is the song one more night by maroon 5 so rafe coded. Like reader and rafe can NEVER make it out of the situationship stage no matter how hard they try. Especially with the lyric

“ Try to tell you, "No" But my body keeps on telling you, "Yes" , when rafe comes over late one night and they have the nastiest, sex where he has you folded in half. Spitting in your mouth. Hand around your neck. Just to show you who you really belonged too one last time.

Anyways!!

oh my goshhh yes. i fucking love your mind!!! i decided to make them extremely toxic lmfao. i feel like i got carried away with this idk if i like it 🥲 ugh, i hope you enjoy this lmk if you hate it lol

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, spitting, toxic!rafe & toxic!reader, a bit of blood, and physical alterations.

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for the past 2 years, you've been infatuated with rafe. every part of your being subconsciously attaching to him, begging to be closer, his presence crawling in your skin no matter how far he is ─ brain tingling when he's around, heart heavy when he's away.

the love rafe has for you is sickening, a problem almost. he shows his love through gifts, compliments, sex ─ when you aren't arguing. he'd kill for you, you wouldn't put it past him if he already had ─ always in protective mode, ready to go to bat for you. but no matter how hard you try, you can never make it past the stage of being labeled as anything other than, "the girl i've been seeing for a while." to the public.

it's a mind fuck, really. one day he's spoiling you, calling you his girlfriend and the next he's screaming at you, veins popping out of his neck, your finger jabbing at his chest as you scream back just as loud ─ threatening to hit him after you caught him with his tongue down some blonde chicks throat, apologizing by "making love to you," ─ moaning an "i love you." in your ear, begging you to never leave him as he came inside of you.

shoupe knows your full names by heart, addresses engraved into his brain, the inside of your places carved into his mind from each encounter he's experienced with the two of you. calls being made every other week, screaming and glass breaking, doors slamming and loud crying, car doors slamming and tires screeching ─ loud moans and beds creaking.

"when it's good, it's good but when it's bad, it's bad." you huff out each time sarah confronts the relationship you have with her brother, her eyes roaming over the hand print on your neck, not sure if it's from him choking you out of anger or pleasure ─ honestly you're not too sure either. you're telling her he did it during sex, no clue if that's even the truth.

you should hate him, he should hate you. the black eyes you've given him, the marks he's left on your wrists and neck ─ his actions harsh enough to make you cry, your words harsh enough you've made him cry. you're promises of never speaking to him again never falling through, always giving into each other ─ into the cycle. always forgiving him once his cock sinks into you and he's whispering apologies, whispering broken promises of the future he'll give you.

todays the same as usual ─ promising he would never hear from you again after another heated argument on the phone, angry tears streaming down your cheeks, face pale and eyes bloodshot from exhaustion ─ voice hoarse and your chest bubbling in hurt until his lips are the only thing soothing the burn in your throat. sinking his cock into your tight hole, thrusting slowly as his tongue licks away the tears slipping down your cheeks as your eyes squeeze shut, whispering, "let this be the last time, rafe." ─ something in him snapping at the seriousness in your tone.

your feet are pressed against his chest, wide and teary eyes gazing into his, soft lips parted as you pant, hands gripping onto his forearm as his hand travels up your sternum ─ hand wrapping around your neck tightly, blunt fingernails digging into the side of your neck. his tongue runs down your cheek again, down to your parted lips, forcing his tongue into your mouth, exploring your gums and teeth angrily.

his hips ram into yours, cock hitting all the right places, balls slapping against the fat of your ass, his pelvis pounding against your swollen clit as he forces your thrashing head to face him ─ fingers digging into your cheeks as he spits in your mouth, eyes never leaving yours as he taps your cheek harshly, signaling for you to swallow.

your nails are scratching at his forearm, breaking the skin, little droplets of blood forming as his grip tightens ─ vision slowly turning black as you cry out in pleasure, your whole body on fire as his hand reaches down, slapping and pinching your clit. his head tilting to the side, watching as your eyes roll back ─ hand traveling back up to slap your cheek so your eyes focus back on him, his lips curling into a snarl as he speaks,

"want this to be the last time? fine, your wish is my fuckin' command then. but don't you ever─ever fuckin' forget who you belong to." he spits, hand pushing on your neck with each word, your head forcefully bopping up and down against the sheets.

"don't you ever forget who you'll be running back to every fucking time. i fucking own you."

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[dolcekissy]

hiiii kitty girlsssss

can y'all send some ideas on what to write? pls & ty

i'm stuck on what to write 🥲 send help

don't be shy either !!! y'all bitches better send some nasty ass jaw dropping shit thank yewww

[dolcekissy]

okay but a best friend!rafe smut pleaseeee

ugh yes 😫 love me some best friend!rafe smut

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, being rafey's bsf.

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rafe's head is pressed against your chest, eyes rolled back, stomach tense, jaw slack as you bounce on his cock ─ hands wrapped around his head as your finger nails dig into his scalp, holding his head against the soft skin of your tits ─ the fat of your ass slapping against the heels of your feet.

your jaw is slack as you pant his name, eyebrows furrowed, eyes squeezed shut, mind mushy. the thrill of fucking your best friend before you two go out with his friends sends a shiver down your spine ─ the thrill of fucking your best friend and pretending like nothing happened an hour from now has your cunt squeezing him like your life depends on it.

his rough palms grip your hips and waist, squeezing the supple flesh as his hips weakly thrust up into you, forcing his cock in deeper, forcing you to take his cock whole ─ spreading his thighs more to gain more control of his hips, head falling back against the cushion as your nails drop to his chest and scrape the skin.

you're screaming his name when you cum, holding onto his shoulders, nails threatening to break the skin, his grip on your hips tightening as he paints your walls cream white ─ parted lips brushing against your nipples as he pants your name, guiding your hips to finish riding out your highs ─ your hips rocking against his slowly, soft moans falling from your glossy lips.

sure as shit, an hour later your acting like nothing happened ─ rafe in the passenger side of tops jeep, you in the back seat, scrolling through your playlist on your phone after topper offered aux to you. you're leaned forward, face pressed against the passenger seat as you and rafe bicker about which song to play ─ the interaction giving nothing more than rafe's pretty little best friend.

rafe's pretty little best friend who's panties are soiled with his seed, sticky cream dripping out of your cunt.

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[dolcekissy]

i acc LOVE ur rafe fics they are so good i swear ur one of the best writers on tumblr PLS NEVER STOP MAKING RAFE FICS ILY💖💖💖💖💖

aw thank you my love!!!! i'm so happy you enjoy my work you're so sweet!! i love youuuu 🩷

[dolcekissy]

currently on my period craving for some dick 🙏😤 help a girl out and write abt rafe absolutely ruining it for the any man ever would you girly? 💋💋

me asf...i got you sista <3 i hope you enjoy, mwah.

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, just smut lol.

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your ass is pressed against his pelvis, large hands gripping onto the fat of your ass, the skin rippling against his abdomen as his balls slap against your swollen clit ─ your thighs soaked with mixed cum and globs of his spit, your cunt spent from his torturing, loud mewls and screams of his name sounding the entire house just how he likes it.

you can feel everything, velvety walls hyper aware of his cock pistoning into you ─ every vein, every line, the curve of his cock molding your walls to the shape of him, fucking his cock into you like it was specifically made for you.

you're gone, soused, when his rough hand collides with your back, pushing you flush against the bed as his arm curls around your neck ─ his tense bicep crushing your windpipe as your eyes roll back, soft hand crawling up to squeeze his forearm as his cock abuses your sweet spot. you're screaming when his lips fall to your ear, grazing the skin and moaning for you ─ just then you realize you can hear your heart thrumming in your eardrums.

cunt fluttering around his cock, squeezing him in just right like he'll pull away before you get to cum again. you're crying, drooling, falling in and out of consciousness as he fucks you just right ─ mind blank as you thank the universe for finally sending a man who knows how to use his cock just fuckin' right. his leaky tip reaching spots no other man could, spots no other man would even attempt to reach out of selfishness.

spurts of his seed spill inside of you, his cum leaving your tummy full and pretty pussy content. multiple rounds of his seed dwelling in your belly, dripping out of your spasming walls, sliding down your thighs. your body is weak, barely able to move after his time with you ─ just how he likes it.

rafe cameron has destroyed your sweet cunt, corrupting the sweet organ, claiming it as his own. he knows no man can satisfy you after him, the thought bringing a smile to his face knowing you'll never find someone better than him ─ someone able to give you dick like he can. after meeting him he's ruined, no ─ fixed your cunt, training the organ to cum over and over again, turning you into a sex maniac ─ constantly needing it, needing him to fuck your pussy raw.

his point is proven when a weak whimper leaves your swollen lips, hips weakly pushing back against his, gummy walls weakly fluttering around him once again in need ─ it's amoral.

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[dolcekissy]

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes protected sex AND unprotected sex, p in v, the L word, soft!rafe i guess.

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rafe's fingers dig softly into your skin, holding onto your jaw to keep your head facing him, laid on your side with him behind you ─ thrusting his cock into your dripping walls slowly, blue eyes boring into yours, pupils blown and eyes soft. his eyes never leave yours, watching every emotion run through them, engrossed in the way your jaw falls slack when his hips shift slightly ─ his pink tip brushing against your cervix.

his brows furrow as he mimics your face, jaw falling slack in awe as he watches your face contort in pleasure, watching the way your eyelashes flutter and your eyes blink shut, empathetic groans falling from his pink lips every time you moan and whimper for him ─ your pleasure fueling his in a way he doesn't understand, pink tip leaking into the condom every time you acknowledge him and his cock, how good he makes you feel.

rafe blanks when your irises meet his again, plump lips parting to speak, lips covered in mixed saliva and your salty tears of pleasure ─ his cock twitching painfully when your soft and broken voice whimpers out an, "i love you.", his eyes widening and his whole being snapping, the feeling of being loved, being told he's loved unlocking something primal in him ─ an almost whimper leaving his dry throat as his weight pushes you completely onto your tummy, his cock pistoning into you at a speed that has your mouthwatering.

he feels almost pathetic as he begs, "say it again." "tell me you love me.", cock twitching every time you obey, the three words falling from your pretty lips with a cry, his mind mush and his cock painfully hard, biting back whimpers and moans of your name with his teeth, biting the plush of his bottom lip hard. his weight crushing, chest flush against your back, ass pressed against his abdomen.

he almost cries when you reach back, placing a hand on his abdomen to stop him, pushing his weight back until his cock springs out of you ─ condom coated in a thick layer of your wetness, creamy arousal almost dripping off of the condom as you pull it off, his eyes rolling back as you guide his bare cock back into your tight, gummy walls ─ moaning wildly as he fucks you raw, tight cunt drawing his cock in close.

he's whimpering your name when your shaking your head no when he pants in your ear, asking if you're on birth control ─ his head falling forward against your sweat covered neck when your cunt flutters around him, telling him what it wants so sweetly, begging to milk his bare cock dry, his hot breath panting against your neck ─ jaw slack and open lips brushing against your shoulder as he cums, hot spurts of cum filling your precious cunt, chants of, "i love you too." falling from his lips like a prayer. he'd be a foolish man not to love you back.

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[dolcekissy]

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, lots of spit, just down right fuckin' nasty.

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the head of rafe's cock brushes against your cervix with each thrust, feeling each and every vein of him against your gummy walls. your hole drooling around him, each thrust drawing a loud squelching sound from your cunt ─ his hips angled in a mouthwatering way, drool pooling at the corners of your mouth, head tipped back against the sheets, tears flowing down your shimmering cheeks, back arched, eyes rolled back deliciously.

the sheets are soaked below you, covered in cum and sweat. bare bodies hooked onto one another, legs spread wide for him, arms wrapped tightly around his neck ─ leaving crimson marks down the sides of his neck and shoulders as he shifts his hips, his cock rearranging your tummy deliciously, the bulge of his cock protruding through your soft belly with every thrust. both jaws slack, loud pants and groans leaving the two of you as he ruins your hole for any other man.

his fingertips dig into the fat of your ass, holding your hips up just barely, blunt fingernails leaving crescent moons in their wake. his tongue is flat against your cheek, the drooling hot muscle roaming over the side of your face, a whimper sounding the room as he tastes your sweat and shimmering blush ─ the taste of your skin makes his cock twitch inside of you, the nastiness of it all.

a loud cry sounding the dimly lit room as he bites down hard on your jaw, his thumb reaching down to rub circles on your twitching clit as his tongue forces itself down your throat ─ licking your gums and teeth like a fiend, as if searching for something he can't pinpoint. his brows furrow and his eyes squeeze shut as your lips wrap around his tongue, bopping your head like you would his cock, biting the muscle gently as you let go to moan into his mouth ─ your soft, wet walls fluttering around him.

his hands travel up your body, his hands glistening in sweat and his saliva as his hands near your tits, tits covered in previous bite marks and globs of his spit ─ wet hands kneading at the soft skin, thumbs gliding over your nipples until they pebble underneath the pads of his fingers. his hips rock deliciously into yours, pounding you into the mattress as his hands travel up your sternum ─ squeezing your neck with purpose.

he leans down, biting down hard on your neck as your pretty cunt squeezes him tight, drawing him in, pulling his soul closer to yours ─ tying him and his body to you shamelessly. his tongue soothes over the reddening bite marks as spurts of his seed paint your walls white, sweat running down his temples to his flushed neck, his head falling into the crook of your neck as you both come down from earth shattering highs, flesh drained and souls on fire.

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[dolcekissy]

hi everyone !!! i'm back and better than ever !!!

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[dolcekissy]

RAFE CAMERON MASTERLIST

navigation. girls guide & rules.

⭑ ─ personal favorites.

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BLURBS

so, so horny. ─ rafe helps his sexually frustrated best friend out.

minty. ─ rafe's best friend purchases lubricating mouth mints off tiktok shop for fun.

addicted. ─ rafe is obsessed with you , even if he's the one who said 'no strings attached.'

⭑ cheater cheater. / pt 2. ─ rafe fuckin' his step sister while her boyfriend topper is out cheating.

⭑ until you forget. ─ rafe doesn't like how his stepsister is trying to break the situationship off.

territory. ─ dealer rafe lets you get high on something other than weed.

deranged. ─ rafe is obsessed with his girls plump lips.

⭑ soul tied. ─ hot, nasty, sticky sex with rafe.

⭑ love me. ─ telling rafe you love him for the first time during sex and letting him hit it raw.

ruin me. ─ rafe ruining your pretty cunt for any other man.

bestie boo. ─ rafe and his pretty lil best friend secretly messin' around.

ONESHOTS

⭑ killer. ─ you hire a hitman because your husband is cheating on you , not knowing how attractive the hitman would be.

infatuated. ─ you want to call off the situationship you have with rafe , he's not happy.

love me again. ─ you fell in love with rafe at 16 , just for him to turn into a monster.

sex pill. ─ after a night of partying , you're very hungover and need some pain killers.

HEAD CANONS

tattoo galore. ─ rafe dating a tattoo artist with multiple tattoos.

ditzy. ─ rafe dating a stupid , ditzy girl.

doll face. ─ rafe is obsessed with his best friend.

TEXTS

texting bf!rafe , part 2 , part 3 , part 4