yours to break
sub!rafe x fem!reader
rafe cameron was a nightmare.
at school, he made sure you knew it.
he was relentless—tripping you in the hallway, knocking your books out of your hands just to watch you sigh in frustration, leaning down to whisper something cruel in your ear while his friends laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. he’d smirk, watching you with those sharp blue eyes, waiting for a reaction.
"what's wrong, princess?" he’d taunt, all mock sympathy. "thought you could handle me."
he was unbearable. arrogant. a menace.
but at home?
at home, he was yours.
on his knees, forehead resting against your thigh, hands gripping at your legs like he was praying at an altar. like he wasn’t the same boy who spent his days tormenting you.
"please," rafe rasped, voice wrecked, hands sliding up your thighs like he needed to hold onto you. "please, baby, don't be mad. i need you."
you scoffed, tilting his chin up with two fingers, making him meet your gaze. his eyes were wide, pleading, so desperate it almost made you laugh.
"you’re mean to me at school," you said, voice light, almost teasing. "why should i be nice to you now?"
rafe swallowed hard, licking his lips like he was trying to find the right words. "you don’t get it," he said, shaking his head. "i gotta keep a reputation somehow."
you hummed, dragging your fingers through his hair before giving it a sharp tug, making him whimper. "is that right?"
"yeah," he breathed, nodding quickly. "but you—fuck, you know it’s not like that. not really. i worship you, baby. you’re everything."
his hands tightened on your thighs, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths, eyes flicking between yours like he was searching for mercy.
"then prove it," you murmured, watching the way he melted at your voice.
"i will," he promised, nodding so fast it was pathetic. "anything."
you smirked, pressing a thumb against his bottom lip, watching the way he parted his mouth, obedient, waiting.
"open up," you commanded.
rafe obeyed instantly, tongue flicking out, pupils blown wide with need. you leaned in close, letting spit drip from your lips into his waiting mouth.
he moaned. actually moaned. eyes fluttering shut like it was the best thing he’d ever been given.
"good boy," you murmured, running a hand through his hair again, this time softer.
rafe exhaled shakily, cheeks flushed, lips slightly swollen, and when he looked up at you again, it was with pure devotion.
"see?" he whispered, voice raw. "i belong to you."
you hummed, dragging your fingers through his hair again before tugging him up, forcing him to his feet. his breath hitched, body pressed against yours, his hands hesitant like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch.
"you’re gonna stop being mean to me at school," you murmured, tilting your head, fingers tracing down the line of his jaw.
rafe swallowed hard. "baby—"
"or i won’t touch you again," you warned, watching his face fall in an instant.
"no—fuck, i’ll be good," he promised, nodding so fast it was pathetic. "i swear, i just—please, baby, i need you."
you smirked, gripping his jaw, pulling him down until your lips were barely brushing his. "prove it."
he crashed his lips against yours, desperate, needy, like he’d been starving for you. his hands slid around your waist, pulling you flush against him, deepening the kiss like he couldn’t stand the thought of any space between you.
he kissed you like he had something to make up for. like he was trying to replace every cruel word, every shove in the hallway, every cocky smirk with the way he moaned against your lips, the way his hands trembled slightly as they held onto you.
your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging slightly, and he whimpered, hips stuttering forward, pressing even closer.
"please," he murmured between kisses, lips moving desperately against yours. "please, baby, tell me you forgive me."
you smirked against his mouth. "are you gonna behave?"
"yes," he breathed, pressing open-mouthed kisses down your jaw, your neck. "i’ll be so good, baby. promise."
you sighed, dragging your nails lightly down his back, and he shivered. "fine. i forgive you."
rafe groaned, arms tightening around you like he never wanted to let go. "thank you, thank you," he murmured, lips pressing against every inch of skin he could reach.
you rolled your eyes, shoving him back onto the bed. he let out a little yelp before you climbed on top of him, and he immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face against your chest.
"’m sorry," he mumbled again, voice muffled against your skin. "you’re so soft, baby. let me stay here forever."
you laughed, fingers threading through his hair. "needy," you teased.
rafe hummed, nuzzling closer, lips pressing against the swell of your chest. "only for you," he whispered, voice soft, content.
and just like that, the menace from school was gone—left behind in favor of the boy curled up in your arms, clinging to you like you were the only thing that mattered.
