♡ how plug!dilf!rafe and bitchy!pogue!reader met!
warnings: plug!dilf!rafe x bitchy!pogue!reader, drugs & drug usage, slight fluff, cursing, smut, oral (f & m), fingering.
you were riding your bike down the sidewalk, wind blowing in your hair, chewing gum with wired headphones in your ears, the smell of the ocean filling up your senses, you were going to get weed from your dealer, barry. you had a keg party coming up with your brother, john b, and his friends, and you promised you’d get good weed for them.
turning into the rocky driveway, you slowed down your bicycle and got off of it, laying it on a bush and walking up the creaky steps, flip flops clicking against it, you knocked on the side of the screen door before barry yelled the right away for you to come in. “barry! do you have my stuff?” you said, flashing a grin and climbing onto his couch, “‘course i got your stuff.” barry smirked, eyes low as he studied your outfit, licking his lips and glancing back up at your eyes before he got off the couch and walked to his room, you sat there, shifting uncomfortably, pushing your hair out of your face.
you were playing with the loose ends of your shorts before you heard the screen door open and shut, you didn’t look up, but you saw a pair of golden gooses, your brows furrowed. chewing your lip, why was such a rich person here. . . perfect timing, barry walked in. “country cluubbbb!” barry cheered, you took that as your chance to look up, it was a tall, blonde male, he looked fairly older, wearing a white button up with a pair of jeans, a gold watch on his wrist, a pinky ring, and he reeked of cologne.
“hey, man. you got my stuff?” rafe hummed to barry, glancing over at you and clenching his jaw, rafe hated coming to barry’s home to get supply when others were there, he felt too seen, exposed. “yeah, i gotchu, take a seat, ‘ight? i’ll be right there.” rafe nodded, clearing his throat and settling on the couch beside you, he leaned back, manspreading and grunting softly, you glanced over at him and tilted your head.
“you’re a dealer?” you said, turning to face him and chewing your bubblegum, “what—? oh, uh, yeah.” rafe said, hesitant with his words, you looked like a dumb teenager, he doubted he could trust you. “really? how much do you charge?” you said, staring up at him with big eyes, propping your head up with the palm of your hand. “a few hundred, why? you wanna switch over to me?” he joked, you giggled and shrugged. “i dunno, maybe. are you closer than barry? i hate having to bike all the way here every saturday.” you hummed.
eventually you guys spoke a lot and got to know eachother better, you were giggly and he was laughing a bit, barry came back and handed you both the supplies of weed, handing rafe a little bit of coke and rushing you two out of his house. you were walking out of the house, seeing rafe's truck, you glanced over your shoulder as he walked by before it thundered and started raining, you frowned and leaned over to pick up your bike. "hey, kid, can i give you a ride? it's not good conditions to be bicycling in, you can put it in the back." rafe called out, "really? are you sure? it's no harm?" you said softly as you watched him pick up your bicycle and place it down in the bed of his truck, "of course, just get up in the front."
you two were in the cold aired car, the rain getting worse, you glanced back and saw two carseats, your brow raising. rafe sighed and gripped the steering wheel tighter before he glanced over at you, "i don't think i'm gonna be able to make it to the cut right now, it's not safe." he said, usually rafe wouldn't care about being 'safe' but he didn't want to risk anything with this newfound girl in the car with him.
you two pulled into tannyhill, he grabbed his keys and cut off the truck, pulling off his seatbelt, opening his car door, you followed his movement, getting out of the car, frowning at the cold rain hitting your body and soaking your hair, "c'mon, get inside." he said, lightly leading you inside the home, your tanktop was stuck to your skin and your jean shorts were sticky on your thighs, "do you need a change of clothes? must be awfully cold." he sighed, acting very paternal. you giggle and nod slightly as you wrapped your arms around yourself and rubbed your warm palms against the cold chills on your arms.
"come upstairs, you can take a shower, i'll..i'll make you something to eat." he said, leading you upstairs to the guest bathroom, grabbing you a warm towel and a large white t-shirt with a pair of sleep shorts, that looked like a woman's, but you weren't going to poke or prod with the information. you cut the shower on, already starting to peel your clothing off before he even left the bathroom, he held his breath and coughed, getting caught off guard before he quickly left, shutting the bathroom door.
you got out of the shower and changed into the clothing he had given you, walking down the stairs, your soft feet padding against the hardwood floor, you walked into the kitchen, seeing rafe hunched over the counter, snorting a line of coke, your lips parted in shock, his head jerked up and he cleared his throat, wiping his nose quickly and dusting it off the counter. "i'm sorry, i didn't-" he said awkwardly, you brushed it off and walked behind the counter, "it's okay, just didn't expect that."
he nodded, "i forgot about making you food, shit... uh- do you want water?" he asked, you nodded softly, settling down on the island chairs as she watched his movements, he opened his cabinet to grab a glass cup, you raised your brows once more, seeing sippy cups, tilting your head, running your fingers through your freshly washed hair.
your phone started ringing, you quickly excused yourself, walking to the living room and opening the call, it was john b. "hello?" you said softly, "yeah! hello?! where the hell are you, it's been hours! i thought you were getting weed and comin' straight back, there's a damn hurricane comin' to the town!" john b said frantically, "what? seriously? fuck... john b, i'm okay, i'm at cindy's home, i'll just spend the night and come back over tomorrow, she saw me riding my bike and just picked me up, rain was too bad to get me over the bridge." you lied, chewing your lip and toying with your earring.
once the call ended, you went back to the kitchen and took the glass, sipping the water and thanking him. rafe recommended going out to smoke a blunt, you complied, of course. who wouldn't?
you giggled as he talked, the rain hitting the roof you two were standing under, passing him the blunt and looking up at him, "so how old are you?" he asked, "i'm nineteen," you said softly, "how old are you, rafe?" "i'm thirty-eight." you hummed at his response, inhaling the smoke from the blunt, closing your eyes, and then exhaling. his eyes trailed down your body, licking his lips and rubbing his hand down his face, he needed to stop acting like a horny teenage boy, but it's been so long since he's had any sexual activities since him and his wife divorced. you opened your eyes and frowned in confusion at his facial features, "what?" you said softly.
well, that's how you ended up being carried upstairs, rafe's hands around your ass as he walked you upstairs, pressing kisses on your jaw while he walked into his bedroom, laying you down on his bed and climbing on top of you, "tell me to stop, tell me this is wrong and we shouldn't," he murmured, you whined softly, shaking your head as you watched him, "don't stop, please- mmf, don't stop."
he lifted up the oversized shirt and pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses on your chest, thighs squeezing together in pleasure as your eyes fluttered shut. his warm mouth wrapped around your nipple as his free hand toyed and squeezed your soft, plush breast. you let out soft moans and whimpers as he trailed his kisses down your stomach, until he reached down to your sleep shorts, "can i?" he said, you nodded softly, your hips bucking softly as he pulled them off, your bare skin being exposed to the cool air as you whined, feeling small under his gaze. "god, you're so perfect," he murmured, leaning down and running his index finger through your warm, wet folds.
he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your clit before he flattened out his tongue, you twitched softly, "oh god, rafe." you moaned out, his muscle working overtime on your clit before his middle finger prodded at your entrance, slipping the digit inside as he smirked against your pussy, his stubble of his mustache tickling ever-so-slightly. you whined and gripped onto the bed sheets, arching your back, he hummed against your clit and opened his eyes, watching your reactions with low eyes. "jus' like that, fuck, you taste so fuckin' good." he groaned, slipping his ring finger in, stretching you out with his two thick fingers, you whimpered and bit down on your lip, "rafey, please." you begged, your lower stomach tightening as you squeezed your thighs together around his head, moaning and gasping softly as he curled his fingers. "nonono ray, please, i can't take it," you whined, he shook his head and pushed open your thighs with one of his hands, holding you down as he slipped his fingers out, rubbing your clit, leaning up and kissing you with his wet, sticky lips.
"you close?" he murmured, slipping his fingers back inside, using his free hand to rub tight circles on your clit, leaning down and suckling on your nipple, listening to your moans and whimpers, feeling your warm body pressed against his was driving him insane, he rubbed his hard-on against your inner thigh as you twitched, lifting your back and gasping as you came apart. "oh fuuckk, just like that, ohh, you're so pretty." he praised, continuing to rub on your clit to help you calm down from your high, you whined and rubbed yourself against his hand.
a few minutes later you were giggling as you watched him lay down on the bed, you crawled between his legs, smiling as you held eye contact, reaching down and pulling down his boxers, his cock springing out and hitting his stomach, his tip touching his belly button, "'s so big," you said softly, leaning down, softly wrapping your hand around his length, pressing a soft kiss against his tip and rolling your tongue around it as he groaned and reached for your head, pulling your hair back with one of his hands as he caressed your jaw, holding eye contact with his lips parted, he held his breath as your lips wrapped around his cock, eyes fluttering shut as you settled your hands on his thighs, gargling on his thickness. "c'mon baby, give it to me.." he murmured, bucking his hips and pushing your head down farther, listening to you gag as he smirked, he seen your eyes getting teary, and saliva pooling at the side of your lips.
he felt heat pooling at his lower stomach, he groaned and laid his head back, flexing his biceps and clenching his jaw as he struggled to not let go, it had been so fuckin' long without release, but even thinking about it was driving him insane, "princess, 'm gonna cum, fuck..right in that pretty mouth." he whined, gripping your hair even tighter as his warm cum shot down your throat, you hummed and giggled, swallowing and continuing to roll your tongue down his length and rubbing your free hand over his abs, his whole body tensed and he let out a whimper, "okay, okay, fuuckk, no more, come here." he whispered, pulling you up and pressing a sloppy kiss to your mouth.
you smiled and giggled as he rubbed your hip, kissing you slower, fluttering his eyes shut as you two made out for a few, you eventually pulled away. "'kay i gotta pee." you said softly, scurrying off to the bathroom connected to his huge bedroom, he breathed heavily and zoned out in the roof, and he knew he was screwed, he couldn't get attached, right? you two had just met, he had kids for crying out loud, but he knew if you ever found out he had kids, you would never look in his direction again, he snapped out of his thoughts when he felt you climbing on his lap with a big smile as your bare skin touched his pelvic, he bit his lip and rubbed his hands up your small body.
