No: I will not write Weird kinks, Like feet fetish and shit like that.
About me: I Love the Outer Banks My age, I will not confirm until Further Notice. I am a black African American, I'm bisexual but I'm Rafe Cameron's Wife. Love and Live for Drew Starkey and Madison Bailey. and I enjoy movies and Basketball.
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Hc's: Rafe Hc's
Oneshots: Toxic Possessive
Imagines: cock warming with Rafe Cameron,Dark Rafe!
i feel like rafe would take you to dinner and get jealous of you talking to the waiter (literally just saying u wanted water) and then speed all the way home in a way that makes you fear for your life and ends the night by smashing the vase of roses he got you against the wall (he was trying to hit you with it)
LOVED this!!! the first of my valentine’s day drabbles, ty all for sending in the ideas! feel free to send in more dark!rafe valentine drabble ideas and i’ll do the ones i’m feeling most inspired by today <3
you weren’t sure what was going on; everything happened so fast. one moment you were holding rafe’s much larger hand in your own across the table, enjoying a nice candlelit meal, admiring how handsome he looked and the way his face was so relaxed for once…the next, you were being ripped from your chair by your arm for anyone to see, dragged away from your only half-eaten dinner after rafe so haphazardly threw a couple hundreds down on the table.
far too embarassed by the looks of ongoers while rafe stormed out of the fancy restaurant with you in tow, you simply kept your head tucked down and didn’t bother trying to ask what the problem was.
there was always a problem.
you should’ve known valentine’s day was no exception.
your boyfriend’s grip never faltered during your retreat back to the car, only lowering down to your wrist as the two of you neared the valet.
a man in a suit much less appealing than your boyfriend’s fetched his all black range rover from the lineup of luxury cars outside the restaurant, and rafe offered him a fifty as the man hopped out of the driver’s seat. when the shorter man attempted to follow and open the passenger door for you, rafe waved him off, pulling you close behind him around the car and opening it himself.
you were all but shoved inside, watching your boyfriend the entire time he wrestled with your seatbelt, even though he wouldn’t make eye contact with you at all. that was never a good sign.
what did you do this time? you tried to wrack your brain as rafe rounded the hood, tried to come up with something you did that could’ve set him off in the restaurant you hadn’t even spent a full hour in…but the night had been going so well in your eyes. it hurt to think rafe had a different opinion.
when your boyfriend finally climbed in on the other side, rafe slammed the door shut, causing you to flinch in your seat.
he didn’t even bother with his own seatbelt, opting to pull off without one, and without any care to the speed limit in the heavily populated area.
his foot seemed to be made of lead as he sped off down the road. when you dared to glance over at the spedometer the first time, the red line ticking past 70 startled you, especially as the street signs only indicated a speed limit of 40. dragging your eyes down a little further, you noticed just how tightly rafe’s hand was gripping onto the steering wheel. his knuckles were flushed of all color, and he only seemed to readjust his grip when he noticed your inquisitive eyes panned his way.
the tension in the small space had you shifting uncomfortably in the seat. with no radio to break the silence, you were forced to listen to the sound of your own heartbeat, paired with the screeching of tires beneath you.
there was nothing you hated more than not knowing what rafe was thinking, because that’s when things tended to take a dangerous turn.
and that’s where you were sure this car ride was headed, especially as rafe’s foot sunk down further onto the gas pedal, and the car’s speed continued to climb. when the red line rose above the 85 mile per hour mark, you decided to speak up, albeit against your better judgement.
you drew in a shaky breath, hands braced on either side of you; one on the window panel, and the other on the middle console.
“…rafe?” your voice was quiet, cautious. you wanted to approach rafe in a calm manner, hoping it would encourage him to calm down as well.
to your dismay, it did just the opposite.
the mere sound of your voice had rafe immediately slamming his palm down onto the steering wheel, and you let out a shaky gasp as the sound rang through the car.
he held the same hand up to you next, as if trying to shush you.
you tucked your lips into your teeth, closing your eyes and forcing yourself to take in a slow, steady breath even as your heart threatened to beat out of your chest.
“don’t-,” he cut himself off with a sharp breath of his own. “i don’t wanna hear a word outta you til we get home.”
you peeled your eyes open at that, swallowing hard as you weighed his demand.
you sat quietly for a second, and when your lips parted as you considered speaking up again, rafe’s head snapped to you, fixing you with a look of warning. almost like he dared you to say anything else after he’d already condemned you to silence…because he did.
forcing yourself to settle back into the seat, hot tears brimmed at your lashes and blurred your vision. not having a clear view of the road ahead of you helped to keep your focus on anything other than the fact that the car was tredding at a turmultuous speed down the highway. trees and even other cars whirred past, and your grip tightened on the door handle.
“…rafe, you’re scaring me-,”
the car swerved suddenly, and you let out a scream as your side came dangerously close to colliding with a guard rail.
before the smart car’s steer assist even had a chance to re-straighten itself out, rafe let go of the wheel altogether and shoved at you with both hands, sending you crashing into the door, head bouncing off of the window.
“i said stop fucking talking!” he snapped, chest heaving now as his heavy breathing registered over a ringing in your ears.
not daring to try to speak up again, you just kept your eyes shut, tears falling down your face as rafe grabbed the wheel again and steered the car back inbetween the lines.
a pain soon flared in your shoulder, which took the brunt of the shove, and you clutched it as the car continued down the road. the rest of the ride home was just as tense; you were scared that even your cries you struggled to suppress might set rafe off.
it wasn’t until you pulled into the driveway at tannyhill that you felt your muscles untense just slightly, thankful to be off the road where rafe could take a chance of crashing…but still left wondering how badly things were going to crash and burn still once you got inside.
you were surprised rafe let you walk without a hand on your neck as you entered the expansive home.
he tossed his keys into the bowl, slamming the front door with his other hand. the sound of brass metal hitting the glass had you tensing again.
“well, i hope you’re happy.”
you weren’t sure what he was getting at, and you struggled to come up with a response. unable to settle on one, you waited for rafe to continue.
when you were met with silence, you looked up to find his eyes on you, waiting expectantly for your reaction.
“…w-why did we have to leave-?”
rafe almost couldn’t wait to cut you off.
“why would i sit there looking stupid while my girlfriend openly flirts with that, that fuckin’ prick of a waiter right in front of my face?”
your own face twisted into a look of confusion.
“what?”
“don’t play stupid,” he scolded, spitting your name out with such vitriol.
“here i am tryna have a good day with you, take you out, treat you nice; celebrate valentine’s day, and you wanna play in my fucking face in front of the whole island.”
no one in the restaurant even seemed to pay either of you any mind until rafe so abruptly stood from the table and grabbed you in an unforgiving hold to drag you from the restaurant.
you mouth felt so dry, your entire body felt so hot, and you struggled to grapple with a way to respond to an insinuation that simply had no bearing. you’d asked the waiter to refill your water at the most, but nothing that should’ve elicited this kind of response from your boyfriend.
“rafe, i, what are you…what did i do…?”
his palm collided furosiously with the table by the door, and his bitter laugh had you shrinking in on yourself.
“just get outta my face. or i’m gonna end up doing something i don’t wanna do tonight.”
your jaw dropped slightly, taken aback by the way he so outwardly made his pending violent outburst known.
you took a single step backwards, but didn’t leave the living room just yet.
again, rafe told you to leave, pointing towards the stairs as if you were a dog.
“rafe, can we please just talk about this?” it was supposed to be a good night, and you just wanted to know what you did to set him off.
you hardly got the entire sentence out before rafe suddenly grabbed the glass dish from the table, slinging his keys onto the floor before rearing back and hurling the heavy object your direction.
you screamed and ducked down just in time, bringing your arms up over your head like a shield. another single second at the same height you’d been at and you would’ve been nursing a huge gash right about now.
you were thankful the object missed you, but the buffer of just throwing an object didn’t take away from the weight of what it represented. rafe tried to hit you with the heavy glass in the head. rafe wanted to hit you with it, and was probably pissed you’d been able to dodge it.
you remained cowered down in shock for quite some time, and when you slowly dropped your arms and stared up at your boyfriend through tear filled eyes, you found rafe running his hands over his buzzed head and down his face, movements hurried and frantic.
“see what the fuck you made me do?! i told you to get the fuck outta here, so fucking go!”
you didn’t bother trying to deescalate the situation or diffuse rafe’s temper this time.
when you finally pushed yourself up to your feet, you immediately took off up the stairs fleeing to the safety of your bedroom. you all but flung yourself inside, paranoid that rafe would choose to stalk after you and continue taking his anger out on you. pushing the door shut behind you, you turned the lock and stepped back slowly, bringing a hand to your mouth and letting the sobs wrack through your body as you sunk down onto the carpet, too weighed down by the severity of the situation you were in to support your own weight on your feet anymore.
Warnings! Dark! Possessive Rafe, The Reader Being called a whore, Rafe scaring Reader with a Knife. Mentions of sex!.
Rafe, sat in the chair of your room startling you. it was dark and quite and your parents weren't home yet the silence made you feel slightly uneasy the only thing you heard was The rough Breathing of Rafe.
''Rafe?-'.' he cuts you off Rudley. not caring about what you were going to say or thing about what you wanted to say in his mind he wanted to know why you were hanging out with Pope all day and not answering any of his phone calls or text messages.
''No! Don't say anything right now. Unless you want me to pull this trigger''. The word Trigger startled you. you could see the gun in the dark but Dim lighted room you felt your stomach drop you felt nervous as he continued to point it towards you.
''Now, Baby. Tell daddy Why you haven't been answering any of my calls or texts?.'' You didn't answer you stepped back once Rafe continued to walk towards you You could see his blue eyes turn dark when you didn't answer him right away.
''I-Rafe-'' You gasped once her pulled you closer towards him by your waist.
''Ah, Ah Words Baby'' He says the gun sliding down your face causing your body to shiver from the cold Object.
" now i asked you a question it would be best if you answer pretty girl''.
You could feel the tension building up in Rafe the longer it took for you to answer his breathing getting more heavy.
''I-I was with JJ, Kie and Pope At John B's Place'' you stuttered Rafe hated when you hung out with them being a kook and all you hung with pouge's and acting like one even though you were rich.
''That's not an excuse to why you couldn't check your phone'' He growled his voice laced with so much venom it made you flinch.
''Rafe My Phone had died i swear and i forgot my charger'' Rafe chuckled as he lowered his head scratching his head with the tip of the gun.
''Your such a terrible liar you know'' Rafe then Clicked the gun telling you that it was now Loaded, Tears filled your eyes you were scare of what rafe might do.
"This Is the last time I'm going to ask why haven't you been answer any of my calls?'' You swallowed shortly feeling your mouth becoming dry at that very moment.
"I-I was with my friends okay, all I wanted to do was hang out with them Rafe I can't because you won't let me I miss them'' rafe Fingers found your throat squeezing tightly in the matter of seconds.
''Your nothing but a filthy whore. How many times have i told you not to be around them, You Belong to me and me only and alone. Guess I'm gonna have to remind you To get it stuck in that little pretty mind of yours''. he chuckled lets just say you would be have many bruises and your gonna be sore for a whole week.
summary: rafe catches you touching yourself in bed
warnings: mdni 18+ reader losing her virginity, oral sex, unprotected sex, male face fucking, just a quickie with rafe.
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It was a saturday night and your boyfriend had to work a few extra shifts at the office. You were all alone with a beer in your hand, staring at the wall, clenching your thighs together so you wouldn't rub your clit.
you wanted to see his dick again so badly but he told you that you were going to have to wait until he could fuck you.
you were sweating, laying on the matress and positioned yourself to look at the celing, your vision blurring from horniness, all you could see was his big dick.
rafe knew he wouldnt be able to control himself around you, and he knew when he started to fuck you he knew he couldn't quit. and it took everything in him each day not to just throw you over a counter and cum inside you, but he wanted to respect your virginity, and your innocence. But he couldn't respect you when you acted like a slut.
you were not allowed to touch yourself, it was something only a naughty girl would do.
you wanted to be a slut for rafe but it felt like he wouldnt let you.
you felt like you couldnt do it anymore, and you considered it physically un-healthy to not try and fuck the edge of your bed.
you knew you were being a bad girl but you couldnt be innocent forever with him.
you begged rafe to take your virginity but he cared about you too much, even though it took everything in him to control himself from being inside you.
while rafe was away at work you felt extremely fuck ready and massaged yourself while sitting up-right in your bed, you didnt care of the consequences.
you breathed hardly as you put the edge of the wooden bed inside you.
you jumped up and down on it vigorously, your tounge out of your mouth, cum dripping on the sides.
it only took a few minutes to get your langerie undies to be wet with your cum, holding your breath from moaning as the bedroom door pushes open against the wall.
he stares at you from the doorway practically furious, his veins from his forehead sticking into your eyes.
you jump as nervousness rushes in your belly, quickly shifting your position away from your clit.
he storms over and grabs your fragile arm with his strong grip.
"y/n." he grasps you harder, "what were you doing."
you whimper in pain, "nothing!"
"y/n." he stares into you, "undo your clothes. right now."
you squeal a little and nod vigorously, undoing your clothes, practically shaking.
he bends you over and slaps you on your ass hard, making you cry for help.
he picks you up by one single arm and throws you on the wall.
you make a wincing sound of pain but rafe is too infuriated to care about it.
you try to breathe and then you see his dick reaching up in his shorts. you lean down and tug at his boxers, looking up at him with puppy eyes. "rafey, can i see?" you whine, "please."
he gives you a devious look, "you sure, princess?"
"yes, rafey i want to."
he drops his shorts to the floor, revealing his huge dick as he advances towards you, puting his finger inside your clit, rubbing up and down hard, making you moan loudly.
"thats it, babygirl." he goes harder.
you scream in pain as you bounce back and forth against the wall, gasping for any sort of air.
"shut the fuck up, y/n, god damn it."
"rafe!" you yelp as cum goes all over your shirt,
he drops you to the floor as you get on your knees to lower your mouth to his dick, putting your mouth over.
"more. right now."
you hum a little and nod your head as you go futher, tears streaming down your face. half from fear and half from your gag reflex.
his dick touches the back of your throat as he thrusts, obeying every one of his laws.
"oh, baby you feel so good." he groans loudly, "fuck."
you wanted to make rafe feel good as a hope for forgiveness so he could fuck you properly later as a reward.
spit slid down your neck, tears dropping to the floor. you could barely breathe, his dick blocking your airways as you tried to inhale from your nose.
"shit, baby, im gonna cum," he warns as you nod your head, the warm cum filling your mouth and everything he had to give you.
"oh, love, yes."
you gagged hard as more cum went inside, you tasted in the back of your mouth, making you sweat down your back.
you swallowed all of it, wiping off the edges of your mouth, your eyes swollen from tears.
"good girl," he rewards as you lower your throat off his dick.
you felt another rush in your stomach, you had been good.
"god, baby, you're such a slut."
you furrow your eyebrows, "this is my first time."
"i will train you to be better for me, love."
you grin and prance his way, playing with the buttons on his shirt.
you try to catch your breath, "can we go all the way tonight?" you ask.
he nods, looking down at you, "i dont think i could help myself from destroying you, anyway, princess."
you whimper again and give him a more pouty lip.
"you've done it, now."
you knew you deserved to be fucked so hard, you knew it would hurt badly, but you wanted him to.
Would you consider Writing prompts for Rafe if so I have an Idea for your first one 1. ''He can't make you feel as good as I do''. 🖤 That would be so fucking hot I swear.
pairing; perv!stepbro!rafe cameron x fem!stepsister!reader
warnings; stepcest, smut 18+ only, fingering, p in v sex, somnophilia, free use kink
a/n; just been having brainrot abt stepbro!rafe so here’s a lil drabble/thot abt him! (yes i am insane)
A rough palm presses to the small of your back as the covers lift, a chill twining around your suddenly exposed skin that has goosebumps raising even in slumber. You whine, brows scrunching as lax fingers loop around his wrist and you twist further into the sheets. Your eyes open and desperately try to acclimatise to the darkness of your bedroom, but all you can decipher is a looming silhouette that begins to crawl on top of your slack body.
"Shh, shh," Rafe soothes. His breath is hot against your prickling face. "'S just me. Go back to sleep. Just g'na fix your head a little."
"Mm, okay." You settle once you realise it's only your stepbrother, eyes fluttering closed once more. His touch immediately has your pert nipples hardening, the soft sheets beneath you enough stimulation to make you squirm even in your half-asleep state.
Bruising fingers curl around your hips, lifting them until your back arches and your face smushes into the pillows beneath you; he makes light work of your panties, pushing them to the side as his big palms knead the fatty flesh of your bum.
A finger sinks into your weeping hole and you gasp, pushing back into the touch as he curls it just right to rub over your g-spot. Your gummy walls contract at the newfound pleasure and an arm flies back in seek of purchase against Rafe's wrist.
"I know, I know," he coos, slipping in another digit and picking up the pace until the delicious friction has you stifling moans into the sheets. "Keep quiet for me, kid. Wouldn't want your mom finding us, would we?"
The feeling of fullness is gone as quickly as it appeared and you're still for a few moments, features crumpling in vexation.
"Don't get bratty on me now, you little shit," he chuckles, watching as your face falls once more when he lines his mushroom head up with your drooling entrance. You garble and gasp as your cunt parts and flares around him, fluttering walls hugging him and moulding to the shape of his curved cock.
Fingers splay against the base of your neck, effectively silencing you as he starts to rock his hips; fingernails dig into the delicate flesh there and you whimper, tears tickling at your waterline as he presses you further into the pillow to keep you quiet.
"Got this pussy trained f'me, haven't I, kid? Attagirl, nice and quiet for me."
He twines an open palm into the length of your hair and tugs to reveal your blissed visage, watching with rapture as your expression changes the more he toys with you.
You squeak as he reaches down to pinch and roll your swollen clit between two fingertips, teeth baring into a growl when he clasps a merciless hand over your whining mouth.
"I told you to be fuckin' quiet, slut. Too much of a whore to take it nicely, hm? Too ungrateful?"
You shake your head vehemently, tears pooling at the base of his fingers as his thrusts pick up speed, head of his cock kissing every spot inside of you until you can't think of anything but how good he's making you feel.
He wrenches his hand free and you sag like dead weight, a punched breath of air expelling from your lungs with every cruel rut of his hips.
"There's my girl," he croons with a wicked smile, satisfied now you're fucked too dumb to do anything but drool onto the pillows beneath you. "You just, relax, kid. I'll be finished with you soon.”
I so Need Headcanons about Rafe with a thick girl please and Thank You!.
Got You! Babes.
-✧Rafe Cameron with a Thick Girl! Headcanons! -✧
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ He Loves When You Wear Jeans, That show off your curves and Your ass It's Probably The Most Attractive thing that he Loves/likes about you.
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ Mutiple Stomach and thigh Kisses all day every day. Rafe finds it comforting he loves the plush softness of your stomach and thighs He finds them as a pillow when he's tired or just wants to be around you all the time. Every time you would ask him to get up, he's just like: "mm Nah Too Comfortable". or ''fuck No baby your gonna stay right here with me''.
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ He Buys You Tight Dresses To show off your cleavage, he loves the way your Boobs sit proudly for him to see and only him.
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ Rafe attends to be very Possessive when Your out in public he notices when other men would stare at your ass and your full curves he hates it but he would shoot glares t those men before gripping your ass and kissing all over your neck moving up to your lips to know your his and his only. "Rafeee Why did you do that?'' you would whine. "Because Princess I have to let them know you belong to me" he would growl deeply.
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Rafe, with a Thick Girl! ↬ Rafe also hates when You Get Insecure about your looks and the fact that your on the heavier side, he dosn't care how you look he loves you for you and that's all that matters "Rafe I don't like the way this dress is hugging me I Look Ugly". He then would grab your face roughly forcing you to look into his pretty eyes. '' Shut the Fuck up! Don't ever say that again You Look Fucking Sexy baby, I mean Look at this luscious ass''. He would hype you up after that.
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ Rafe, Loves when You sit on his lap directly on his cock. he also loves when you move on him causing him to instantly grow hard because of your nice ass he can't help himself '' Bedroom Now!'' he says grabbing your wrist yanking you upstairs.
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Rafe, With a Thick Girl! ↬ Rafe Would be the one to get into fights over you because someone said something about you that they shouldn't have or because they were looking at you in a disrespectful way which he didn't seem to like at all. you would also have to clean his bruises and cuts afterwards. "you Know you didn't have to fight them baby you got hurt because of me''. but Rafe didn't care ''Y/n it's my job I'm not gonna let anybody look or say anything that they shouldn't your mine and I'm Supposed to protect what's mine''.
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Rafe with a Thick Girl! ↬ Rafe also loved, being suffocated By your thighs when he would eat you out not caring if he could breathe or not. you would also fear of possibly killing him but he assured you multiple times that he was fine and to sit down. ''Rafe are you okay maybe I should-'' Before you could remove yourself from his face he would forcefully drag you back down and began eating like a starved man.
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Rafe With a Thick Girl! ↬ Your his passanger Princess And he Loves Spoiling his beautiful baby any chance he gets because your his and your his queen you kinda gotta live with it because he's your sweet king.
(hope you enjoyed remember my inbox is always open!)
↳⇁ You Can't Seem To Escape Toxic a Relationship, With Rafe.
Warnings! Rafe being Aggressive and Possessive Reader wanting to Leave.
You Were Finally able to do good for yourself. Without Rafe knowing You Only Wanted a peaceful life without the constant Thought of Rafe arguing with you over some stupid shit. You hated when he took control of your own life, as in: what you could wear, Where you could go. or who you could talk to you.
Rafe Even hated your friends which were. Pouge's Except for one and that was your sister Kiara Carrera she tried numerus times to help you leave Rafe but what ever you tried to do always failed miserable being caught and trapped in his arms once again for the last time.
You Loved Rafe, But his ways made you want to hide and run away forever but the consequences of that sudden action would cost you maybe even your life if you weren't careful enough the constant bickering of Rafe telling you if you ever try to leave him he would hunt you down if he has to caused you to be slightly afraid and began to overthink a little bit.
but he could be just saying that to make you stay Right? or so you thought. You were hanging out with Kie and Sarah at your place your parents were home they wouldn't be back until summer break was over they left a spear key just in case you and Kie needed anything or for Emergencies.
''were are they boys?' you asked Kie You haven't seen JJ, Pope or John B since earlier today they were out getting snacks and drinks to celebrate summer break with each other while waiting you and the girls decided to take some funny pictures with each other.
'' omg you should def post that!'' Sarah said in an excited Tone. Even when You were dating her brother you didn't really mind Hanging with Sarah she was anything like her brother Rafe it was like you could tell her any and everything.
''I'll be right back guys I'm going to go use the bathroom'' they nodded understanding You took your phone with you just in case mom and dad had called you. You soon felt the vibration of your phone. it was Rafe calling you. with slight hesitation you answered putting the phone on speaker.
"hey baby what's Up?'' you asked as you pretended to fix your hair in the mirror Rafe only started at you with a smirk attached to his face.
''Nothing much, What are you doing?'' You shrugged mentioning how you were hanging out with Sarah and your sister. right along with the others would swing by.
you would see the way you mentioned. Pope, JJ and john B coming over Rafe Didn't like that you would always hang around them he came quite Possessive when you were around them not caring if they were your friends or not.
''Y/n you know I don't like when their around you I want you to come stay with me tonight'' You rolled your eyes this was the night you had free time away from Rafe and you of course wasn't going to let him spoil it nor ruin it for you.
''Rafe no tonight is special and I can't just up and leave them'' Hoping he would at least give in you had pleaded.
''Y/n Don't start with your fucking stubbornness okay do as I asked you to'' his voice stern and deep with command.
"No Rafe I'll Call You when I'm done and then come over right now I wanna enjoy my time with my friends'' With that you didn't give him enough time to respond once you clicked the red button hanging up in his face which you wouldn't suspect would be a problem later on.
once you made it back to the living room you saw that they had started without you.
''there she is our favorite kook'' JJ yelled you gave him a unsatisfactory look of unprovable.
"eww Shut up JJ I rather be with the Pouge's because I Love you guys so much'' Sarah awed as she laid her head on your shoulder.
"says the one dating a kook aka being Sarah's brother'' Pope says smartly causing you to roll your eyes at him directly.
''shut up at least I'm still not a fucking virgin'' JJ and John B snickered trying to hold back a laugh which they failed at.
"okay that's fair'' pope pouted feeling defeated which he was.
A couple of hours had passed, and you couldn't fight the feeling of Rafe Being angry at you You had goosebumps maybe he wouldn't be too made right?
You Knew Rafe hated when you would also disobey him but you couldn't help but wanting to be with your friends and enjoying the laughter of each other it made you feel good inside.
''you guys we should play truth or dare'' Sarah mentioned and suggested you nodded in agreement and amusement. JJ lifted his eyebrows In a questioning manner.
"I'll play only if it's spicy'' John B added Kie simply rolled her eyes but agreed to play anyways because she was only bored.
''I'll go first truth or dare JJ?'' Sarah asked JJ thought for a moment before going a simple Truth.
''alright is it true that you and Kie got down and dirty in Y/n's room'' JJ and Kie both Looked at each other before turning there gaze towards you you looked at both of them disgusted.
"WHAT THE FUCK THAT'S DISGUSTING'' you yelled.
" i promise it was just on the floor and plus my room was flooded and mom and dad were in the house and your room is soundproof'' Kie says.
"says the kook who fucked her boyfriend in the back yard of John B's house'' you flicked JJ off.
"okay Pope Truth or dare'' Pope right away chose dare in his own Amusement because he wasn't a pussy like anyone else or so he would say.
''I dare you to make out with Y/n'' you and pope gasped you were really close friends but you never imagined kissing him before and the same with pope to you. but it was only a dare no feelings attached what so ever.
''are you sure you want to?'' Pope asked wanting your full consent before caring on with the stupid dare. you nodded only wanting to get this over with, Pope scoots closer towards you before grabbing the side of your face attaching his lips with yours.
''THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!'' the sudden sound of your boyfriends deep booming voice echoed causing you to jump and pull away from pope with a harsh shove. you felt the harsh tug of rafe yanking you up dragging you outside to his truck.
"ow Rafe the hell Let me Go!'' you yelled he slams your back against his truck causing you to wince out in pain.
''YOUR SUCH A FUCKING SLUT YOU KNOW THAT, FIRST YOU WANNA HANG UP ON ME TWO DISOBEY ME AND THREE KISS THAT LOW DOWN FUCKING POUGE YOUR THAT FUCKING DICK HUNGRY HUH? Rafe grabs your face squeezing tightly you clawed at his hand as tears peaked from your eyes.
"Rafe Let me Go Your Hurting me!'' You Yelled Out. Rafe didn't even think twice as he continued to yell in your face.
''WHEN WE GET HOME YOUR FUCKING OVER DO YOU UNDERSTANND ME THIS WILL BE THE FINALE TIME YOU FUCKING FUCK ME OVER!' Rafe then opens the truck door roughly shoving you inside. without even saying anything to your sister or your friends guess you would have to text kie later. because Rafe wasn't gonna let you out of his sight.
''come, sit still baby'' Rafe Had You sitting down on him he made sure you didn't move with bruising grip he hand on you keeping you from even moving.
''Please Rafe S'too much Need to move" you begged hoping he would find some type of sympathy for you but it was Rafe we were talking about.
he didn't care if you were crying or not, he wasn't gonna let you move until he got ready for you to move.
''Awe is my poor baby gonna cry Hm?'' He mocked and teased you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes you tried multiple times to move your hips but failed miserably.
"Please. Fuck- I'll do anything Just fuck me Already'' Rafe smirked at your pleading and begging his hips finally slamming upwards towards you you let out a loud moan once he hit your most sensitive spot.
''Fucking Hell Baby Your Pussy Feels so good'' His moans turned into loud desperate pants he felt his cock twiching into your pussy feeling himself about to cum, but not before you would no.
''C'mon Cum for me Baby'' His Fingers teased your clit causing your legs to feel like jelly shaking widely. you soon came all over his cock.
Rafe Slammed his hips one last time before releasing deep inside your warm soaking cunt.
could you write smut prompt 5. “wrap your legs around my waist,” and fluff prompt 7. “you’re my favorite person”
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ “my favorite person,” — rafe cameron
pairing — rafe x fem!reader
word count — 0.4k
warnings — MDNI, smut, p in v, unprotected sex, fluff.
a/n — AHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL!! i looooveeed smut prompt 5 ughhhh. that sentence packs such a powerful punch. i’m sorry it’s short, but i hope you like this! 🤍
“fuck, rafe. it feels so good,” you moaned, your head digging thrown back and practically digging into the pillow. your fingers were laced through his unruly brown locks, pulling on the strands every now and then.
“fuck,” rafe breaths. his cock dragging in and out at a painfully slow pace. he looks at you through hooded eyes, mouth parted. seeing his expression had you clenching around him, him letting out another slew of moans.
“wrap your legs around my waist,” rafe moaned out, rutting his hips to yours. you bit your lip, now gripping his shoulders as you immediately went to wrap your legs around his waist. this let him get a whole new angle, the pleasure quickly becoming overwhelming.
“oh god,” you moaned, arching your back and squeezing your eyes shut. it felt good. too good. you were about to lose your mind, your entire body felt like it was floating.
“that’s it baby,” he coos, brushing some hair away from your face, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours. the both of you moan into each others mouths, your orgasms approaching.
“cum for me,” he says against your lips. you let out a plethora of moans as you came around his cock, sending him towards his own orgasm. his thrusts slow down an lose rhythm as he moans and groans in your ear, releasing his load into your sore cunt. sore and raw was an understatement. the two of you had been at this for the last 4 hours, going several rounds, several positions. you were fucked out and so incredibly sore. but fuck, it was so worth it.
rafe rolls off of you with a grunt, laying on his back beside you. he leans over the edge of the bed and grabs a handy rag from the bedside dresser. he moves about, helping you clean up as you lay there like the pillow princess you were.
after the cleanup, rafe lays back down beside you, pulling your body into his. he kisses your hair, hugging you tightly.
“you’re my favorite person, you know that?” rafe says into your hair. you smile, your heart swelling. despite rafe’s reputation on obx, he was your favorite person. someone you never wanted to be without.
“and you’re mine,” you smile, leaning up to kiss his jaw. the two of you laid in each others arms, content by the sound of each others heart beats.
