DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

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[kissedclaws]

𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭.

𝐊𝐢𝐚. 𝟖-𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐬. 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐃𝐨𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐯 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬. 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐲. 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 (𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬)

⤷ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓?

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤;

[kissedclaws]

𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐒 !!

Rafe is obsessed with your boobs, he loves the way your chest feels against him when you're hugging or making out. He'll pull you closer just to be able to rest his face there, breathing you in like you're all that matters.

Perhaps you are.

His favourite distraction is when you wear low cut tops, especially at home—when he knows that no one else can see you like that. That it's for his eyes only, that really turns him on.

However, the sensation of knowing that other people can see how good you look while still knowing that you're his wins all prices.

There is nothing better.

Nothing better than people being jealous of him all cause he has you.

He loves buying you expensive lingerie, only to end up begging you to take it off so that he can kiss and suck on your nipples, leaving pretty marks on your pretty skin.

Rafe is the type to hug you from behind and subtly rest his hand underneath them like it's the most innocent and normal thing.

But it's really not.

© kissedclaws - All rights reserved, do not steal or plagiarize my work without permission.

[rafesbabydollsblog]

[kissedclaws]

𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐒 !!

Rafe is obsessed with your boobs, he loves the way your chest feels against him when you're hugging or making out. He'll pull you closer just to be able to rest his face there, breathing you in like you're all that matters.

Perhaps you are.

His favourite distraction is when you wear low cut tops, especially at home—when he knows that no one else can see you like that. That it's for his eyes only, that really turns him on.

However, the sensation of knowing that other people can see how good you look while still knowing that you're his wins all prices.

There is nothing better.

Nothing better than people being jealous of him all cause he has you.

He loves buying you expensive lingerie, only to end up begging you to take it off so that he can kiss and suck on your nipples, leaving pretty marks on your pretty skin.

Rafe is the type to hug you from behind and subtly rest his hand underneath them like it's the most innocent and normal thing.

But it's really not.

© kissedclaws - All rights reserved, do not steal or plagiarize my work without permission.

[kissmebeforecourt]

[slvt4agoodstory]

Y’all ever be reading a fic and realize the author made the reader a fucking bird brained bitch🐦

Like fr just be letting these men treat them however they want

[kissedclaws]

my biggest fear is accidentally doing this cause I hate it so much

[kissedclaws]

𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 ◟Rafe Cameron x female!reader

Sypnosis: Rafe rarely talks to you, even though you have been dating for almost a year. But the second you have some time alone in the bedroom, he suddenly becomes so talkactive, almost unrecognizeable.

Warnings: Smut, swearing, p n v, Rafe being his usual self, toxic relationship, not proofread—it's 1 AM here give me a break guys I just wanted to post..

Rafe Cameron had always been social, he had a huge friendgroup, and everyone on Kildare knew him.

He was Rafe Cameron.

But whenever he was with you, he became quiet and reserved, like he didn't care about you at all.

Like you just were another one of the crazy girls who followed him around on the club, their only goal being to get under his pants.

It wasn't like that at all, you loved him, he was just, Rafe.

Your conversations with him were always short, rarely meant anything and had no dept whatsoever.

But the second your clothes left your body, everything changed and he became a whole other person.

Right now was a moment like that, your clothes were scattered across the floor. Rafe had you on your back, your thighs spread around his waist as he pushed inside you in one slow, deep thrust.

That's when he talked to you, really talked.

– "Fuck, so tight" he moaned, voice low and rough, hips rolling in a steady rhythm. "Fuck.. i've been thinking about this pussy all day"

Your eyes widened, even if it wasn't the first time it happened.

He always did this.

He never spoke in real life but when he had you like this? Oh the words just kept coming, one after one, each one only filthier than the last.

– "Look at me you slut!" He ordered, one hand gripping you chin so that you couldn't look away from him. "Oh you've missed my cock, I fucking know you have"

– "Yes" you gasped, you didn't really have a choice. He actually interacted with you, now he wasn't particularly being nice but oh he could be a lot worse.

He smirked, leaning down, lips brushing your ear as he drove deeper. – "Fuck, you're taking me so well" he groaned, "say it louder, tell me how good I make you feel"

You moaned out his name and he groaned once again in response to the pretty sounds leaving your mouth.

He picked up his pace, and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. – "Do you even know how deep I am? You're squeezing me so tight" he kissed you again.

You couldn't help but enjoy the moment, the person you loved most was finally giving you attention. But a part of you ached at the fact that he only ever cared about your body.

Not really about you.

He continued praising you, – "Oh baby, you're so pretty, making such a mess all over me"

One of his hands slid down, fingers finding you clit, circling it as he kept thrusting in desperate motions.

You cried out, your back arching.

He smiled, – "Yeah, right there?" He spoke in a low, rough voice in a tone only Rafe could have.

He kept thrusting, his rhythm not faltering for one second. – "That's it baby, come for me"

Oh he sounded so proud, too proud.

You clenched around him as you came, and he kept fucking you through it, slowing down just enough to let you breathe before picking up his speed again.

– "I love you," he begun, "gonna cum inside you" he continued speaking, hips thrusting at an even faster pace.

I love you.

Oh he hadn't said those words in a long time.

He came with a loud groan, and then he kept speaking. – "You always take me so well, feel so good around me, shit i've missed you"

You smiled at him, you hadn't had a real conversation with him in weeks—and now, that the house was empty and he finally had you in his bed, you mattered to him.

It was sudden, it was fake—and everything he said was so insanely thought through that it almost scared you.

He spoke as if he loved you, as if you were his everything, so that you would want to stay. For him, for yourself.

As if he was the perfect boyfriend he so badly wanted people to think he was.

He was barely a boyfriend, just a fling.

A fling you had been seeing for over a year, a fling you only ever met in the bedroom.

He wasn't the perfect dream boy everyone saw him as.

But atleast he cared.

Even if just a little bit, it was more than he needed to.

Cause you were down bad for him. And you couldn't escape your feelings, no matter how hard you tried.

© kissedclaws — all rights reserved, do not steal or plagiarize my work without permission.

[kissedclaws]

𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 ◟Rafe Cameron x female!reader

Sypnosis: Rafe rarely talks to you, even though you have been dating for almost a year. But the second you have some time alone in the bedroom, he suddenly becomes so talkactive, almost unrecognizeable.

Warnings: Smut, swearing, p n v, Rafe being his usual self, toxic relationship, not proofread—it's 1 AM here give me a break guys I just wanted to post..

Rafe Cameron had always been social, he had a huge friendgroup, and everyone on Kildare knew him.

He was Rafe Cameron.

But whenever he was with you, he became quiet and reserved, like he didn't care about you at all.

Like you just were another one of the crazy girls who followed him around on the club, their only goal being to get under his pants.

It wasn't like that at all, you loved him, he was just, Rafe.

Your conversations with him were always short, rarely meant anything and had no dept whatsoever.

But the second your clothes left your body, everything changed and he became a whole other person.

Right now was a moment like that, your clothes were scattered across the floor. Rafe had you on your back, your thighs spread around his waist as he pushed inside you in one slow, deep thrust.

That's when he talked to you, really talked.

– "Fuck, so tight" he moaned, voice low and rough, hips rolling in a steady rhythm. "Fuck.. i've been thinking about this pussy all day"

Your eyes widened, even if it wasn't the first time it happened.

He always did this.

He never spoke in real life but when he had you like this? Oh the words just kept coming, one after one, each one only filthier than the last.

– "Look at me you slut!" He ordered, one hand gripping you chin so that you couldn't look away from him. "Oh you've missed my cock, I fucking know you have"

– "Yes" you gasped, you didn't really have a choice. He actually interacted with you, now he wasn't particularly being nice but oh he could be a lot worse.

He smirked, leaning down, lips brushing your ear as he drove deeper. – "Fuck, you're taking me so well" he groaned, "say it louder, tell me how good I make you feel"

You moaned out his name and he groaned once again in response to the pretty sounds leaving your mouth.

He picked up his pace, and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. – "Do you even know how deep I am? You're squeezing me so tight" he kissed you again.

You couldn't help but enjoy the moment, the person you loved most was finally giving you attention. But a part of you ached at the fact that he only ever cared about your body.

Not really about you.

He continued praising you, – "Oh baby, you're so pretty, making such a mess all over me"

One of his hands slid down, fingers finding you clit, circling it as he kept thrusting in desperate motions.

You cried out, your back arching.

He smiled, – "Yeah, right there?" He spoke in a low, rough voice in a tone only Rafe could have.

He kept thrusting, his rhythm not faltering for one second. – "That's it baby, come for me"

Oh he sounded so proud, too proud.

You clenched around him as you came, and he kept fucking you through it, slowing down just enough to let you breathe before picking up his speed again.

– "I love you," he begun, "gonna cum inside you" he continued speaking, hips thrusting at an even faster pace.

I love you.

Oh he hadn't said those words in a long time.

He came with a loud groan, and then he kept speaking. – "You always take me so well, feel so good around me, shit i've missed you"

You smiled at him, you hadn't had a real conversation with him in weeks—and now, that the house was empty and he finally had you in his bed, you mattered to him.

It was sudden, it was fake—and everything he said was so insanely thought through that it almost scared you.

He spoke as if he loved you, as if you were his everything, so that you would want to stay. For him, for yourself.

As if he was the perfect boyfriend he so badly wanted people to think he was.

He was barely a boyfriend, just a fling.

A fling you had been seeing for over a year, a fling you only ever met in the bedroom.

He wasn't the perfect dream boy everyone saw him as.

But atleast he cared.

Even if just a little bit, it was more than he needed to.

Cause you were down bad for him. And you couldn't escape your feelings, no matter how hard you tried.

© kissedclaws — all rights reserved, do not steal or plagiarize my work without permission.

[kissedclaws]

𝐊𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

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