“hey, look at me. i’m not going anywhere.” with rafe please
I'm Not Going Anywhere
Word Count: 1.2k
Summary: When you're gone, Rafe makes the wrong decision.
Warnings: Drug use and manipulation between Rafe and Barry
Pairing: Rafe Cameron x fem! reader
Authors Note(s): Long time, no see! I had a bad month and I had just gotten back from a much-needed vacation in the Outerbanks (fun fact) and I felt motivated to write. Send requests and/or let's talk.
Rafe's chest tightened as he held back tears under his eyelids. He had felt like he had just had the most stressful week of his life — and it was only Wednesday.
And unfortunately, you had left for the week to go visit family in the mainland. Leaving Rafe feeling alone on top of being stressed out. Luckily, though, his father had brought him back home. He didn’t have you, but he had the comfort of his room rather than Barry’s trailer he stayed in or the one night he slept in your room in the beginning of the week.
He enjoyed the smell of your hair on the pillows and your clothes surrounding him on the floor. He liked taking a shower in the bathroom with all of your soaps. He even pretended you were there.
But stress with Rafe isn’t good. And being friends with Barry isn’t any better. So, Rafe found himself knocking on Barry’s door at 2 AM on a Thursday morning.
Pound, pound, and pounding more until Barry pulled the door open. Barry’s long hair was messy and his face was puffy, he was clearly asleep before this. “Damn, man, what the fuck?” Barry asked calling pushed back from Rafe pushing the door open. “Nah, tell me why the fuck you at my house at 3 in the morning?”
Rafe didn’t answer, instead he just looked around for the coke that he had always purchased when he was here — or planned to purchase.
“Country Club! Answer the goddamn question! You know I told you not to come up in here without my money, you got my money?” Barry pushed. Rafes eyes filled with tears as he wiped his face, wiping the tears away as well.
“I’ll get your money next week, I promise. Just give me a little more for right now,” Rafe begged. Barry sighed, not wanting to give in. Barry shook his head after, and then Rafe was the one sighing.
“I seriously can’t,” Barry said as he remembered the memory of you coming to his house in the middle of the night, ‘Give Rafe any more coke, let alone any drugs, I will not hesitate to call the cops and get your ass arrested. Got it?’ You pushed.
Barry was threatened for sure. But Rafe had gotten clean for two months. And it was all because of you. Not what you said to Barry or Barry not giving him any, simply you. But now he needed you more than ever and you weren’t home. Or awake — and your phone had gone on do not disturb because of the hour.
But Rafe begged and pleaded with money deals. “I’ll pay you what I already owe you and 2 times as much for some more.”
Barry heard: money money money. “Fuck, fine. Don’t tell your girl.”
And with that Rafe got his coke and began to drive home. Rafe went straight to his room and snorted a few lines before becoming so high he fell into a deep slumber without even cleaning anything up.
But, if he had known that you were going to show up in the morning and surprise him he would have cleaned and hid the evidence.
You were so excited, hell, you woke up at 7 AM to start getting ready and driving the two hours. You were in the best mood ever, you were just so excited --ecstatic even-- to see your boyfriend. And after saying hello to Rose and Ward, you walked up the steps to his room.
You clenched your eyebrows, wondering why it was such a mess. Brushing it off, you walked over to the side of the bed where his head was almost falling off. You sat on the end, looking at him sleeping soundly. You almost didn't want to wake him up, but you were going to.
And it was then that you had seen it. You saw the half-empy bag with white powder inside. You saw the white specks on the table next to him. And never in your life had your mood changed so fast. You were the happiest person until you weren't.
"What the fuck is this?" You said loudly. Loud enough for him to wake up and shoot his eyes open. He smiled and sat up to hug you.
"Oh hey baby, I missed you so-"
"Don't even. What the fuck is this?" You grabbed the bag now, a stern look on your face of annoyance and disappointment. "You promised me that you were sober and that you'd stay sober."
Rafe opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. Instead, he just left his head to drop onto the pillow. You could hear him groan into it, and it only frustrated you more how he didn't say anything.
"Rafe, you said that you never would again. I remember you even put our relationship in a part of that deal." Your eyes filled with tears but you refused to let one fall. He lifted his head up once he heard the sniffle come from your nose. He reached out to grab your hand in reassurance, but you didn't let him.
You dropped his hand and got off of the bed. "No, Y/N, where are you going? Come on, we both know we can talk this out."
And his bedroom door slammed shut.
It was two weeks later until you had talked again. Every day he had brought a flower to the door along with a note from him apologizing.
You had taken each flower and put them in a vase, next to your bed and you had also read every letter. In fact, you probably sobbed to all of them too. It was today that when he dropped the flower off at your door that you snuck outside to talk to him.
"Wait," You said closing the door behind you as he ran back to the car. His heartbeat inside as he heard your voice. "Rafe, can we talk?"
He turned around quickly and started to walk to you. "Y/N baby, I'm so sorry." He wrapped his arms around you and embraced you in a tight hug. You hugged back and it felt so good. You had never needed a hug more than anything.
"I know sorry isn't enough but I was in such a bad place and you weren't here and I hadn't had anyone. I tried talking to my dad but he didn't really help -- in fact, he had made it worse." Rafe ranted to you as you had your eyes closed in his chest.
"I'm always here for you even when I'm not physically here." You mumbled. He nodded and kissed your head.
"Is this where you say goodbye?" Rafe asked above you.
You scrunched your eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"
"I had just thought that you were breaking up with me..." Rafe said embarrassed. You got out of his grasp and brought your hands to your face and kissed him lovingly on the lips.
"Hey, look at me. I'm not going anywhere. Ever. I'm here forever."
i neeeeeed a slow make out with drew/rafe rnnn! nothing sexual just slow fluffy inoccent making out, love u bye <3
warnings: kissing
updated True Blue on wattpad!! go read that!
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— “Mmmm,” Drew hummed quietly as he rested his head on your chest as the two of you cuddled on his moms couch while watching some new show on Netflix. It was late, the room was dark, and the mix of the sound of the television and the rain storm outside could bring both you and Drew into a deep slumber. But, the two of you were awake as Drew’s mom asked to watch a movie with the two of you (which resulted in his siblings joining too) and you couldn’t say no to her.
You smiled, bringing your hand onto his head. You played with his shaven and short hair as he tried his best to keep his eyes open. His eyes were heavy and a bit glossy from the screen feeling so bright. His soft hair felt like silk between your fingers and it felt like a massage to him so you two often found yourself in this position.
After a few minutes of laying there, watching the movie as best as they both could, Drew had to get up so he wouldn’t fall asleep. D got up and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and bringing it to the living room. As he walked back, he noticed all of his siblings and his mom asleep. As he handed the drink to you, he grabbed the remote from the coffee table before turning the T.V. off and recovering up his family members. You smiled, adoring how much of a gentleman he truly was.
He gave his hand out for you to grab, helping you up and folding the blanket before setting it on the couch. Everyone in the house was asleep on the couch, it it was very crowded so Drew brought the two of you to his bedroom, laying the both of them on the bed. “The couch was getting uncomfortable,” Drew said, getting back in his position but on the bed this time. He also kept the room relatively dark. Other than the lighting breaking the darkness it was pretty dark.
“Thanks for coming home to meet my mom this weekend,” He said, nuzzling his head into the valley between your breasts. You smiled, shaking your head and shrugging it off. Drew was ecstatic to bring you home to meet his mom, and so was she. She loved knowing her eldest son was being loved by someone, and when she met her she was even happier when she realized it was someone like you. You were perfect for him.
“I love you,” You whispered. Drew lifted his head, the two of you had never said this word to each other before. But the time was right, and the two of you were together for ever so it was bound to happen soon.
“I love you, more,” He replied. He lifted himself up and got up toward you more, going in for a kiss. His soft lips brushed against his and they swiftly moved together. His hands moved up to your face, going under and through your hair, pulling you closer. His other hand, slid down and lifted your lip and brought it over his crotch as he pulled your faces closer together and never wanted to escape you.
He wanted to enter your world and never go back to the real one, but he knew that wasn’t exactly possible. But he pretended it was for the next five minutes when his lips only removed from his to breathe and only for a few seconds. He liked the sounds of your laughs and you kissed and the sounds of your lips smacking even more.
He pulled you closer with his hands so you two were touching everywhere and your hands ran over each other. It was pure ecstasy before the sound of scratches on the door had ripped you two away with a gasp. Drew groaned and got up, waking over to open the door which let the big dog in and quickly jumped on the bed before laying down.
“Ugh, oh hey baby!” You giggled, turning over and cuddling the dog. Drew walked over, leaving the door creaked open before spooning into you and falling asleep.
Could you do a smut imagine, about nate jacobs (if he wasn’t as of an asshole as he is on the show) with the reader. and the reader is fezcos sister and nate and the reader are trying not to get caught and end up getting caught. and fezco pretty much tries to pick a fight with nate? pretty please xo <33
I Will Wait | Nate Jacobs
warnings: 16+ smut, swearing, drugs, nate jacobs.
authors note: he’s still kind of an ass, really can't escape that. and i literally just imagined i was watching an episode of euphoria, and this is what i would think would happen if this scenario were to portray in euphoria
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Everyone knew Fezco was born into drugs. Ever since his grandma had taken him and invited him into the world of drugs at a very young age. His sister, though, wasn’t one to look up to her grandma. Ever since she was little she only ever saw the bad things in her. She noticed how she acted when she was high, how she would only show love and affection when she was drunk, how she had gone through so many men, even when a piece of her blowout wasn’t where it should.
As a child, Y/N just missed her mom. She missed anyone who gave her a motherly figure — ones she liked anyway. Either way, her grandma didn’t do that. If anyone at all gave her parental guidance, it was her brother Fezco. Even with Ash, she thought that Fezco was a great protector. And now, he was the most protective brother ever as Y/N continued to go to school, hoping to go to college.
Fez took note of the change of world that Y/N had ever since the first day of senior year. Freshman year, she became friends with Maddy, Cassie, Kat, and even Rue. She wasn’t anything special until junior year. Cassie turned on Y/N when her boyfriend at the time left her for Y/N as if she wasn’t crushing on McKay anyway. Maddy tried to stop being friends with Y/N but she really didn’t see anything wrong with it, she didn’t do anything at all. Maddy didn’t hang out with Y/N anywhere Cassie might see, but their friendship stayed strong.
Now, senior year, she had caught the eye of Nate Jacobs. Nate wasn’t the type of guy Y/N would date — let anyone be aloud to date. She thought that when she went back to school after New Year, Nate would hate her. Nate would try to take out his anger at Fezco onto her, knowing the denied rumors about Cassie and Nate’s abusive relationship. But he didn’t, something out that weirded out Y/N.
After a while, she noticed how much more Nate would put into talking to her, giving her his attention, giving her rides to and from school. Unfortunately, he was fucking Cassie. The girl who hated Y/N for something she didn’t even do.
Luckily, Maddy wasn’t speaking to Cassie, so if anyone was alone this time, it was her. Kat followed Maddy around like a dog, which means Y/N’s got Kat as well.
When Y/N sat in the first period, she noticed how Cassie never came into class, the desk completely open. The second period was no different. She had no idea why she was even looking for Cassie to come in, she just was.
Luckily for Y/N when she walked out of school, she found Nate sitting by the doors with an umbrella above his head as it poured down hard. She kept her head down, trying not to blush for Nate Jacobs. Nate stepped in front of her, and since she wasn’t looking where she was walking, her head softly collided into his tight, muscular chest.
“Need a ride?” Nathaniel asked in his deep voice. Y/N wondered if voice had a color, and if it did, she pictured it to be the beautiful color of his irises that had seen hell and back. Y/N shook her head, not feeling like digging herself deeper into a grave with Cassie.
“I can walk, I won’t melt,” Y/N snarled at Nate stepping into the cold rain as it fell harshly onto her North Face Zip-Up Fezco got her for Christmas.
Nate scoffed, “No, I’m driving you home.” Y/N stopped in her tracks, turning on her heels and facing him in the pouring rain.
“I’m fine, thank you. If you’re so worried about me, let me take the umbrella and I’ll be fine!” Y/N said, stepping closer to him. He was looking down at her with a sly smirk on his face, “And wipe that fucking smirk off your face.”
“Just let me drive you home, baby,” Nate pleaded. Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes. “I don’t want you to get sick,” Nate added before bringing his hand onto her face to rub his thumb across her cheek.
“I’m not letting you drive me home just so you can fuck me in your truck again, your girlfriend is probably at home waiting for you,” Y/N said leaning lightly into his hand. His fingers were soft, but Y/N figured it was because they were rubbing against the soft skin Cassie had so much. Or maybe because of her lotions?
“I’m not going to fuck you in my truck, just let me drive you home,” Y/N sighed, grabbing his hand that was put out for her to grab. Maddy would have to be so betrayed if she saw this go down, but she didn’t. Plus, after highschool, Y/N was leaving this town and never coming back, by herself or with her brothers.
Nate intertwined their fingers and they walked back to his gray truck that was on within a second of his keys turning them on, making sure it was warm by the time that they got into the truck.
Nate followed her to her side of the car, opening the door for her as she stepped in. Y/N didn’t even realize the door wasn’t shut yet until after she was done buckling. She found Nate staring at her, a small smile on his face (one that he would deny if it wasn’t for Y/N herself). “Nathaniel, I know for a fact your mother taught you it’s not nice to stare,” Y/N said grabbing his hand from her thigh.
He pursed his lips together and breathed deeply through his nose before bringing his lips to hers quickly before pulling away and walking to his side of the car. As he got in and sat down, Y/N’s arms were on the center console as she leaned over to him, hoping to connect their lips. Y/N regretted the words she said, she wanted him to fuck her in the back seat of his truck just so her lips could be on his.
“Mmm, I love cherries,” Nate said pulling away, recognizing the cherry chapstick on her lips. Y/N giggled, bringing her hand shoved her face, hiding the light pink tint on her face. She agreed never to let a boy see her blush when she was young, but she’d make exceptions for all the rules she told herself to follow as she watched her grandmother fuck them all up when she was little.
“Much, much, much, much better than the lemonade chapstick Cassie uses,” Y/N said. Nate laughed in agreement, bringing her in for a soft peck.
“Much better,” he mumbled against her lips. Nate wouldn’t admit it, but he would leave Cassie in a minute if Y/N asked him to, but she picked up on the rules she had.
The drive from school to the cheap apartment complex Y/N’s family lived in was short. But, it ended with a long swap of spits in the car outside the building's parking lot. Nate’s lips roughly pressed against hers, the two heads seemingly pushing back and forth as the pushed lightly against each other. Nate brought his left hand over to her right thigh, bringing Y/N off of her seat and onto his lap, pressing the steering wheel as she sat there. The car erupted in a honk, scaring both of them.
Y/N gasped, pulling away. Nate laughed causing Y/N to giggle and rest her forehead on his shoulder. “You know, I think my house might be empty, or maybe just Ash? Wanna try and sneak into my room?” Nate nodded and she got off of his lap and Nate began driving to the apartment.
She opened her car door and met Nate at the front of the truck, following behind Y/N as she brought them to her apartment. Nate’s only ever been inside once, and it wasn’t long. His father was in this house longer than he was, and we all know how that went.
As Y/N grabbed her key from inside the coins of her wallet, Nate looked around, for any sign that he should leave. Although he had a little tight feeling in his stomach about his, he was destined to give Y/N a much more intense and tighter feeling in her stomach before he would leave this place.
“Okay,” Y/N started, twisting the key in the lock before leaving it there before she looked up at Nate. “Fez might be home, so be really quiet. And make sure you take your shoes off now so he doesn’t notice two tracks of wet shoes on the carpet.”
Nate nodded, bending down and untying the laces of his Nike shoes before following her in and taking them off completely as she guided him to her room. Her room painted a light yellow shade (no change from when they moved in), posters of her favorite bands plastered onto the wall, and a bed in the corner. Nate let his mind wander so far as to think how much better her room would be when they get married and have babies.
Nate threw his shoes where Y/N lay hers, before bending out down bringing her lips to hers. She let out a small moan, one so quiet it had to be for herself only, but then he remembered Fezco might be home. He pulled back, “You’re gonna have to be really quiet, I don’t want to be beaten up by your brother right now,” Nate said as he bit into her neck, causing her to groan quietly.
“Yes, I know,” Y/N said.
“Alright then.”
Nate smiled before lifting his head and unzipping the green sweater that complimented the color of her eyes. Her Y/E/C eyes stared into his as he did so, taking the cold and wet material off of her body.
Next came her shirt, lifting the shirt off of her body followed by her beautiful blue lace bra that showcased her nipples through the paisley, sheer fabric.
Once her clothes were off, she got on top of him, ripping his loose shirt off of his body. His hair was all over his face, but even with that, he was truly perfect — on the outside.
She kissed her way down his chest, licking the birthmark quickly before she got down to her knees, feeling all over his crotch. He threw his head back, his mouth opening as she pulled down the zipper of the jeans he had on. Her tactic was teasing, moving slowly.
Once the jeans were at his ankles, it was the breathing that could get him. He could feel her breath on his erecting cock. His breath hitched as her fingers glided over his length. His eyebrows furrowed, tightening in his forehead. He watched as she watched his facial expressions from below him, enjoying him squirming for her. Not for Maddy, or Cassie — her.
“Yo Ash, when Y/N comin’ home?” Y/N and Nate heard Fez yell from outside of the room, Ash responded like a usual teenage boy.
“They think we’re not here, let’s keep it that way,” Y/N said as she continued to tease him.
“Put your fucking mouth on my dick and stop talking before I shove it down there so you can’t speak at all,” Nate threatened, brushing a hand over her hair, guiding her head closer to his crotch. She smiled and obeyed, pulling the boxer-briefs off of him completely.
She licked his length from his balls all the way to his girth before putting it in her mouth. Nate loved watching the way her eyelashes would flutter when she looked up at him quickly, as well as the way her cheeks would hollow inside and let his cock disappear in her mouth. Nate sucked air in his mouth, “Ah, fuck,” He moaned out.
Her lips let go of his cock with a pop, “Am I better than Cassie?” She knew the answer though. He didn’t answer, he just grabbed his shaft and brought it to her lips. She dodged it, just like he was the question. “Answer me, tell me that I’m better than Cassie.”
“You’re better than Cassie, baby. So much better,” She smiled as he groaned. She brought her lips back around his cock, sucking harshly bringing his head up and down. She tried to go deeper every time, gagging every once in a while.
When she got down as far as she could, his cock twitched, and she shook her head a bit to go down even more. Soon, he was bursting his first load down her throat, causing her to pull off. She held back coughs and swallowed the load as best as she could, trying not to show the disgusting feeling on her face.
“Bend over, baby,” He started, “I know you love this position, good thing I do too.” Nate admired her spread apart ass cheeks below him, giggling a bit every time she moved. He brought his hand back and lightly hit her cheek, causing a slapping sound to fill the room, she held back moans, worried the sound grabbed enough attention. She dug her face into the mattress, trying to stay quiet as he slid his cock right into her. He slid into her so swiftly, their slick mixing together amazing.
His hips rocked into hers, quickly but not too quickly the bed or the bed frame to band against the wall. Y/N moaned out, her mouth opening wide, a moan caught in her throat. Nate was holding back some profanities too, trying his best to keep quiet. His nose scrunched up, jaw going slack as he went against his gut and went rougher. The bed began to lightly hit the wall, “Nate,” Y/N tried to moan out quietly, trying to warn him. He couldn’t hear though, the light clapping, pounding, and thoughts in his head being too loud.
He had sweat covering his face, as well as his chest and legs. “Gonna cum,” she moaned from below, bringing him one step closer to the edge. He looked down, bringing his hands to her hips, bringing her back into him, causing them both the release quiet moans at the same time.
Fez got a bit worried by the pounding sounds, wondering if it was Rue at the door. His feet carried him to the room where Ashtray was watching the cameras around the house, watching Faye take the trash out. “Yo, who’s outside the door?”
Ash laughed, “Nah, bro. I think it’s Eddy and one of his girlfriends next door,” Fezco understood. Taking his steps back out of the room, a faint ‘Nate’ heard. “Well, never mind. Do we have a neighbor named Nate?”
It all clicked like a puzzle for Fez. No matter how high he was right now, he noticed the wet footprints, why her door was closed rather than cracked, why there was a nice car out in the parking lot full of junky ones. Nate Jacobs was here, and to Fez, he’s asking for another beating.
Fezco opened the door, finding Nate pulling out and cumming all over her back while Y/N brought a blanket over her chest, hearing the door creaking. “Fez,” she said, really trying to warn Nate.
“Huh?” He looked over, “Oh, shit.”
“Fucking my lil sister huh? Gonna choke her out like you did Maddy Perez?” Fezco asked while Nate jumbled and got his clothes on. “Rue told me what you did to her, did you know your Dad fucked Jule?”
Nate gulped, watching Fez take steps into the room. “It’s not what it looks like—”
“It looks like your fucking my lil sister, don’t you have a girl, man? Is that not what's happenin’?” Ash stood in the doorway now, his eyebrow raised as he watched everything go down in front of him.
“Leave my house,” Fezco said before following Nate out of the house to make sure he wouldn’t find somewhere to stay. Or, we’ll, that’s what Y/N thought. But when she heard the sounds of groans and hitting, she quickly threw on a robe and followed them, finding Fez on top of Nate, absolutely beating the shit out of him.
“Fez, get off!” She pulled him off by the collar of his shirt, noticing the tears in her eyes. If it weren’t for those, he probably would have continued until he was dead. “I’m 18, Fez! I can do things myself, you know. Just because Grandma is gone doesn’t mean I need protection anymore!”
Nate was wiping a hand over his face, blood covering his hand, “Nate,” she whispered, falling to her knees helping him while Fez brought Ash out of the room “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know he was going to do that.”
He scoffed, “Yeah, whatever.”
“Nate, I really am sorry. I’ll never let him do that again. He knows that’s I've had bad experiences with guys like you, okay? He’s just trying to look out for me,” Y/N said, kissing his shoulder before looking into his eyes, disregarding the blood covering his face elsewhere.
“You’re alright, he’s gonna need time to warm up to, but that’s alright. I’ll wait for you, anything for you.” He said kissing her lips, softly.
Y/N smiled, “Go home now, If Cassie asks where you were you were at a gym, okay?”
“I might not answer her calls, you're what I really want.”
“Another day, maybe. But I cant, with Fez right now.”
Where can we find your writings for the Dolan Twins?
so i deleted them all, so there might be reblogs on other accounts like @ohdolans and @bubsdolan as well as many more. i really didn’t like the way that everything was written so i deleted them, but i might start writing for them again but since they basically fell off the face of the earth, i deleted the posts. but my writing has definitely improved since then, and i do hope that shows, but just send requests and i might write them ;)
unfortunately i did. there are reblogs on other dolan twins accounts, but since didn’t write for them (plus i wasn’t confident in those bc i was learning) i deleted them. i’m so sorry, but there are reblogs on fan accounts and stuff.
but i really didn’t like the writings that i had posted. BUT i’m starting to write again, so send some requests :)
warnings: smut, possesive rafe, angry choking, swearing, ass slapping, underage drinking, and a terribly written long fic.
a/n: hey guys, im starting to write for rafe and drew so send requests for them!!
taglist !! @drewstrkeys add yourself by sending a request!!
Rafe had hated you from the moment when you had your first sleepover at the age of nine at the Cameron's large house. Sarah had always been popular in school, she had everything going for her. She had a popular brother a few grades above her, getting the older guys attracted to the blonde, money surrounded her everywhere, always getting what she wanted, and perfect life, some might say. Going through high school, you and Sarah had grown apart and stopped hanging out. She had gotten caught up with all of her boyfriends, drama with the other friends in the group just didn’t work out.
Rafe had never liked you, always making snarky comments and ripping you apart every time you came over. Though, as another rich kook, your mother once again dragged you to the party at the Cameron's country club. When Rafe got accepted into his college, Ward, his father, and rose, his step-mother, had thrown a party. The word was spread around the town through the popularity and signs of the two all around the country club, telling everyone to show up tonight, at 4:30 pm sharp.
You didn’t want to go. For multiple reasons. Obvious reasons, as well. You didn’t want to see that scumbag Rafe, and didn’t want to face your ex-best friend, Sarah, and truly would rather just lay in bed for the night. It wasn’t that you weren’t a party person, because you were, you just didn’t want to go to a party filled with people celebrating something for Rafe that he probably got down on his knees, begged, bribed, blackmailed, and paid to get into this school.
He didn’t deserve any of this, though you were forced to go either way. You wore a silk slip-off white dress that hugged your curves perfectly, you had to admit, it looked great on you. You couldn’t blame the few stares you got from the boys and the eye rolls from the girls whose boyfriends were staring at you. You had even gotten stares from Rafe's friends. You noticed the way that Topper Thornton and Kelce had looked over at you.
They all had glass cups in their hands filled with drinks that the adults were supposed to take. “This is not necessary, I’m leaving for four years nobody will even notice. Anyway, topper, do you still want the new clubs?” Rafe asked, looking down the side of Topper's face. Topper hummed and nodded slightly as he focused on the girl in the entrance. Rafe rolled his blue eyes, scoffing out, “Are you even listening to me?” Rafe asked following his eyes seeing you and your guardians walk in. he watched as his father walked over to the three of you and hugged each one of you.
Rafe fake smiled and scoffed and looked around seeing everyone’s eyes on the three in the doorway. He shook his head and lowly laughed walking out the bar to get more of his drink.
You noticed. You watched him walk to the bar getting a drink, walking to the place where you would get your first bite into his flesh. You said hello to Rose and Ward before walking down to the bar where Rafe was still standing. He tapped his fingers on the table, keeping his eyes on the wall making sure not to turn his head and meet eyes with yours again.
you walked up to the bar, right next to the man, grabbing both his and the bartender's attention. Rafe rolled his eyes again, scoffing at the sight. “hello, beautiful, what can I get for you on this fine evening?” you smiled and looked over at Rafe quickly watching him roll his eyes again.
You had a bright smile on your face, “can I get a kitty cocktail?” you asked making sure not to get anything that had alcohol in it, which limited your options so much. The bartender raised his eyebrows, smiled, nodded, and turned around making your drink in one of the glasses he had under the counter. “Ya know, if you keep rolling your eyes maybe you’ll find a brain back there?” You spoke completely turning to him. He didn’t listen, he just seemed to ignore you. But, even with the blaring music in the speakers, he had heard you.
The yellow-tinted lights shined on the two of you, making your skins glow in it. His wet shiny lips that shined curved into a smile, an annoyed smile, “You’re fucking annoying,” Rafe said keeping his eyes forward.
You shook your head, “so he speaks,” You joked sarcastically laughing. You smiled and kept your eyes on his face, “why am I annoying? what did I do to you? ever,” your question came out as a statement. He stayed quiet. You scoffed and faced the bartender's back as he was turned around fixing the two drinks he was ordered to make.
“No. You walk into my fucking house like you own the place and grab the attention of all my friends and multiple boyfriends of other women. Everyone. You’re a homewrecker,” he stated looking you up and down in annoyance and disgust.
You sarcastically laughed, turning away from him. You felt slightly annoyed and honestly hurt when you knew you didn't do anything to him. Your hand clasped around the glass, handing a 10 dollar bill to the brunette bartender. “Keep the change,” you spoke smiling, disguising the pain and heartache in your stomach. Rafe looked back at you walking away, hips swaying behind you, and grabbed the miniature glass directly under his chin. He brought the shot glass up to his lips, leaning back and letting the liquid shoot down his throat with a burn.
As the party seemed to die down, older people going home out of the exhaust and going to sleep. The teenagers who still roamed were mainly drunk and all grinding on each other.
You were doing just that, except you weren’t drunk. You had a big smile on your face as people from all around you started to laugh and you ground your ass in circles around Topper's covered crotch from behind. Everyone was watching, but everyone was drunk so they wouldn’t remember in the morning.
“Yes, go y/n!” people shouted. Topper's hands rested on your hips helping you move around. You bit your lip and looked back at Topper, seeing him smiling and looking down at you. You giggled and looked forward again seeing Rafe standing in front of the crowd with his arms tied and his lips pursed. You got off the boy you were grinding on, suddenly feeling uncomfortable from his intense stare.
You breathed deeply out of your nose, annoyed as can be. Topper looked at you with furrowed eyebrows when you looked back, you didn’t look back, just continued walking into the girl's bathroom where Rafe couldn’t find you.
Or so you thought. You stood in the mirror, brushing out your hair and licking your lips. You were so focused on yourself you hadn’t even noticed the boy in the back. You jumped, “Rafe, what the fuck, this is the women's restroom. get the fuck out!” You exclaimed while keeping a whisper. He smiled and walked closer to you, grabbing your hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing it like a gentleman.
“What’s gonna happen? I’m Rafe Cameron, this place is like my second home, I can’t get kicked out," He smiled, building his ego with every word.
“Well, you did your first house back with your father. I’m not stupid Rafe, you can get kicked out, ‘m not gonna fall for your stupid ass,” you corrected.
Rafe's chest tightened as he breathed in through his nose making him stand even taller. He let go of your hand, bringing it around your throat as he pinned you against the cabinets door that held toilet paper rolls, towels, and much more. His grip tightened causing your breath to hitch, “Don’t fucking bring that up, nobody was supposed to know that,” he said pulling you away only to push you deeper into the door. You breathed in as much as you could through your nose, “Only my family and Barry knows that, so either you are hanging out with my sister and her pouge friends or your buying drugs from Barry. And I know for a fact you're not with Sarah anymore, so I guess we could both end each other, huh?” He asked squeezing tightly.
“I wasn’t- I wasn’t gonna tell anybody,” you breathed out as best as you could. Rafe smiled and let you go with a muttered good leaving his soft-looking lips. You caught your breath, hunched over with your hands rested pm your legs. “You’re sexy when you’re mad, did you know that?” you asked him causing him to lowly laugh and look up at you with his fingers in his chin while his head still hung low. He had strands of hair fall from his face, god, he’s so perfect.
You smiled and looked down. He sucked his teeth and then licked his lips again to hold back a big smile painted on his face. He took a step closer, “do I?” he asked cheats touching, the only thing not was your faces. You looked up at him, head leaning back a bit. You nodded and kept your eyes on him.
He let his smile fall, "You're a fucking slut," He said. You looked deeply into his ocean eyes, trying your best not to get turned on and turn into a whore for the man you hated ten minutes ago. His hand came down to your neck, his rings touching your skin making you shiver from the sudden ice-cold contact. he brought his face down, connecting your pink lips. You could taste the alcohol in his mouth, the bitter taste you had always hated. you moaned into the kiss feeling him bring your body over to the counter, setting you on top of it. he smirked into the kiss finally taking in the face he was kissing his middle school and high school crush right there. "You were just grinding all over my best friend and now your tongue is down my throat," He said as he pulled his lips from yours for a second.
You brought your hands to his head, rubbing his scalp through his hair while keeping him in. “Rafe,” you said as you pulled away for a moment, “Please,” you begged. He smirked and brought his hand to your thigh pulling away watching your face as you slowly went under through the skirt. You nodded and let him touch you past your underwear.
He groaned, “You’re so wet,” he kept twirling his fingers around, collecting your wetness.
“Only for you,” you let out as a whisper. he smiled and looked back down at your arousal on his fingers, your thighs, your pussy lips, and your underwear.
After the 10 minutes of teasing, he doesn’t get you off the counter and got you to bend over the counter. You smiled up at him in the mirror, watching him unbuckle and unzip his jean pants. He smiled and spread your ass cheeks watching him slide inside your went cunt. He threw his head back while he slid in, you moaning at the feeling of being so full.
“Fuck, Rafe,” you moaned out as he slowly started thrusting, giving him some friction while you were still adjusting. You smiled feeling the pleasure causing you to loudly moan out again. Your mouth was hung low as you tried to keep quiet while he fucked you senseless.
“Oh yeah, ah,” He picked up his pace. He smiled thrusting fast and hard while his pelvis continuously slapped against your ass causing it to jiggle giving him a view when he looked down from the mirror and down at your body. He brought his hand down at your round ass as you moaned and jolted forward in the mirror. His hand collided with your curve on your ass. You smiled, your ‘o’ shaped mouth changed into a small smile loving the feeling of him slapping you.
He thrust a few more times before you had to warn him you were going to cum. Your eyebrows furrowed, “Ah, Rafe, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” He didn’t stop, he kept thrusting letting you reach your peak and release and clench all over his cock. You moaned out, louder than any other time before, feeling him pull out and watching him jerk off behind you. You tried your hardest to get on your feet and turn around. After a few tries, you finally got on your knees while he pumped his cock and let out his juice all over your tongue and face.
You smiled, closing your mouth and swallowing the salty warm liquid. You’d be lying if it tasted good, but the beautiful man above you made your mind switch the sour taste for a sweet one.
He helped you up, fixing your dress, hair, and makeup for you before bringing you out into the main area again. Topper walked up to the two of you, arms crossed and an angry look on his face. “Why’d you leave, we were having fun,” He smirked wiping getting that tense, tight, angry stare off his face.
You raised your eyebrows turning on your heels around to rafe, “Can you bring me home? Please?”
He nodded, grabbing your hand and bringing you out to his motorbike, giving you the helmet as you sat behind him and threw your arms tightly around his much larger body.
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