“𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐝”
summary: after a heated argument with your father, you storm off into the pouring rain, running away from home with no destination, until —dads!bsf!rafe— finds you and takes you back to his house
content warning: r has daddy issues, rafe continuously calls reader kid, r is 18+, smut, cowgirl, face sitting, edging/ruined orgasm, flufff, r masturbates like two times lmao, r has a wet dream, no use of y/n, f oral
word count: 5.2k
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a/n: has anyone else been binging @kissthigh dads!bsf fics she is trulyy an inspirationn also look at drew in that photo its so dlif
arguments with your father had never gotten this bad.
Not until this morning.
The shouting still rang in your ears as you yanked on the front door, every harsh word repalying over and over in your mind. Anger churned in your chest, along with something more painful, hurt.
You weren’t thinking straight, you didn’t care where you were going you just needed to get away.
Outside, rain shot at agianst the pavement, a potential storm peeking through the dark sky. It soaked through your clothes within seconds, but you barely noticed, or maybe you just didn’t care
You shoved your feet into your shoes, not even bothering with the laces before stepping out into the downpour. The front door slammed behind you, swallowed almost instantly by a clap of thunder
You kept walking.
No destination, No plan, Just putting as much distance between yourself and home as you could.
You kept your head low, hands stuffed in pockets, the splash of your shoes disturbing the growing puddles quietly calming you
but that one feeling still sitting low in your chest
You just wanted a warm hug
You just wanted someone to hold and take care of you
Headlights cut through the curtain of rain, slowing as they approached, disturbing your moment. You still kept your head low, not wanting to make eye contact with random strangers who will give you a dirty look and manage to further ruin your mood.
The ute stops ahead of you, well the oddly familiar ute.
The driver’s window rolled down and immediately you turned back in a flight or fight response
“y/n?”
The ute rolling backward so you were eye to eye with
-“Rafe?”
You look up at him, blinking rain from your eyelashes
“The hell are you doin out here kid”
“I-“ he doesn’t let you finish whatever excuse you would come up with
“Come on, get in” he’s not asking, pointing his head to the passenger seat beside him.
You swallow a protest down your throat and run to the door.
“Sorry I’m drenching your seat I dont-“
He cuts you off again, i guess he just has a habit of that
He lets out a dry chuckle
“That’s the least o’ my problems truust me, don’t stress kid”
You force a small smile, exhaling relief
He notices you shivering, I mean how can he not you’re practically shaking the entire truck with your hyperventilating
He keeps one hand on the wheel as he stretches his arm over to the backseat trying to feel for his jacket.
He throws it onto your lap, startling you but you couldn’t be more thankful.
Its big and heavy, you wrap yourself in it like a burrito and give him a small “thanks”
“So, you thought it was a nice day for a walk or somethin’?”
You actually laugh through your nostrils, leaning your wet hair against the window, staring off into the distance
“No, it’s just thi-“
You were this close to letting all of your thoughts and ranting his ear off, quickly you cut yourself,
Not wanting to talk about the recent argument and why you stormed off into the rain
“Y’know you can tell me anything yeah?” He looked over at you, his eyes burning into you with an intense, protective gaze
You nod but still don’t speak
“Dad giving y’ trouble?”
He guesses correctly, but you’re not exactly surprised as he’s at your house a lot of the time so of course he’s seen a few of your arguments
Your eyes slowly move to look at him through your peripherals
“Maybe…”
“Wanna talk ‘bout it?”
“But I can’t talk to you about our issues-well his, issues.” You say snarkily
“Because you guys are best friends and I just don’t want you to tell him or he’ll lash out on me again…”
“Y’ don’t need to worry about that y/n, ‘m just worried if you’re okay or not, I mean i see you walking around alone in the rain when there’s a storm brewing upt.”
“You’re a smart girl, Y’know better than that. So i know somethin’s up, just talk”
“Gosh I-I just hate him sometimes!” you say dramatically
He doesn’t reply immediately, just nods as if he understands
“Hates a strong word little lady, y’know he loves you just…doing what he thinks is best for you”
“Y-yeah I know that, but he just makes me so angry and he’s so stubborn it’s like he turns his ears off when I try talk to him”
“he still sees me as a little girl and won’t take me seriously” you sigh
“I don’t see you as a little girl,”
“Thank you!” It felt good hearing someone say that
“Wait but then why do you still call me ‘kid’?”
“Cause It pains me watching you grow older, I mean one minute you’re sitting on my lap talking my ear off with your missing teeth about your first day of elementary and your little crush”
You both chuckle
“And next minute, I see you practically running away, going on about how you hate your dad”
You go quiet
“I think that’s what going on with him, he can’t bear watching you get older and losing his control over you now that you’re a big girl”
You nod in understanding
“Should I take you home or were you tryna get somewhere?”
You shake your head
“Anywhere but home, please” your lip wobbles and your voice shakes
“He said really hurtful things to me-please I just can’t look at him right now”
You feel a lump in your throat and you know you’re about to start crying, blinking your eyes violently, trying to distract yourself but it’s no use when one tear escapes, then another, then another.
You throw your feet up onto the seat and hide underneath his jacket, not wanting to give him more peoblems.
He doesn’t notice your absolutely bawling your eyes out underneath his jacket until he hears a sniffle
“Hey-kid you alright?”
You sniffle again and let out a broken sob
He puts his hand on your knee, his thumb caressing your skin in circles
“Hey you’re okay, you’re fine-how bout this”
“Why don’t you come to my house, just for a bit until we figure this out yeah?”
You lift your head to look into his eyes and nod, “yes please” tasting salty tears slip in between your lips
You bury yourself back in between your knees
He removes his hand from your knee, only then did you realise how comforting his big hand felt on you, how much it calmed you down.
You reached out to grab his hand, placing it back on your knees, he understands and keeps caressing you, heat crawling up your neck.
The rest of the way is pretty much crickets besides the sound of rain drops hitting the windows and him occasionally saying comforting words as you bawled.
——
You missed his house, even though you were there at least once every week.
it was big and he always made it feel like a second home to you
You were finally in the driveway but you didn’t want to look up, for some reason you felt embarrassed looking him in the eyes, so you remained hidden in his jacket
Suddenly he opened your door, gesturing for you to hop out
“C’mon kid”
He held his hand out to you, as it was quite a jump to exit his truck.
You threw the jacket over your shivering shoulders,
Soft hands holding tightly onto his rough but gentle hands
He made you feel like you were a princess and he was your prince
He shut the car door and placed a protective but comforting hand on your back that made your heart jump.
—
“Go hop in my shower, take as long as y’ need. I’ll get you a towel and some warm clothes alright ”
You take off your shoes and nod with a sniffle lips to numb and cold to reply, you finally felt like you were at home and could breathe properly
He made you feel so safe
You climb up the stairs to his master bedroom, and practically run to turn to the shower, turning it to the hottest setting possible, steam filling every corner of the room that it was difficult to see the opposite wall, just how you liked it.
The hot stream of high pressure water felt so relieving on your tense back that you didn’t realise you’d stopped crying.
That’s when a dirty thought intruded and you wondered
where else would this high pressured water feel…relieving?
You get on your tippy toes, hand wrapping around the neck, taking it out of it’s holder carefully as if it was fragile
You squat down, holding it firm in one hand as your other hand already started slowly rubbing your clit.
You point the shower head right at your pussy and you almost moan immediately, your head instinctively falling back onto the glass
You started rubbing circles harder and faster, you were panting, out of breath, probably so loud but you were in the heat of the moment and couldn’t care less, you never thought this could actually feel so good until the most unexpected thing happened
“Rafe!-“ you drop the shower head and both hands fly to your mouth. the blood from your face draining
Did you really just say that out loud?
Was that loud?
You heard a noise, one very close, it sounded a lot like a door shutting…
but you shrugged it off trying not to stress about it.
After that incident you were done, you stood up with shame, turning off the shower and having to stand there naked in the silence of your own thoughts
You’re about to open the door to yell out for him, before you get the chance to,
you see a fresh towel and a pile of his folded up clothes
This definitely wasn’t here when you came in,
How did they end up here? He never came in…
Did he?
——
You come walking down the stairs in his oversized baggy shirt and a pair of shorts you rolled up due to them being too big. almost shaking in embarrassment, praying he heard and saw nothing.
He was moving around the kitchen when he saw you coming down the stairs in his clothes, he forced himself to look away, swallowing a gulp
As soon as he looked away, you watched his face, trying to read it, trying to see any sign of awkwardness or something that screams “I heard that”
Fortunately, you don’t notice anything odd.
“How was your shower?”
Your heart drops. Thinking he knows that you moaned his name pretty loudly…
“Good to see you don’t have purple lips anymore”
You let out a dry chuckle
“O-oh yeah it was the perfect temperature and the pressure is amaaazing”
He smirks as he holds a cup of coffee to his lips
“I bet” he mumbles quietly with a nasal laugh, probably not expecting you to hear but you do,
What the hell.
Just as you think you’re safe he says some snarky comment like that.
But anyway you were gonna get that situation out of your mind, it meant nothing, right?
You walk over to the couch, sprawling on it making yourself comfortable
“Remotes on the table put somethin on yeah?”
He grabs a blanket over his shoulder, holding two mugs, one cup oof hot chocolate for you.
sitting dangerously close to you that you can feel his body heat radiating as he throws half of the blanket over you, other half over himself, throwing his arm behind you
“Thanks,”
You mutter as you look for something interesting to keep your mind off…things
—
You stopped scrolling when you saw something that caught your eye
“Twilight.”
He glanced over
“Bold choice.”
“You’ve seen it?”
“Once.”
“And?”
You looked up at him, curious on what his thoughts would be on a movie about vampires and werewolves
“I’d like those two hours back.”
You looked back at the screen.
“So… not a fan?”
He shrugged.
“I’ve sat through worse thanks to my sisters.”
“I’ve never seen it”
He raised an eyebrow.
“Seriously?”
You nodded.
“It’s very 2008”
“That’s not a genre”
“Watch it and tell me I’m wrong”
You pressed play.
A corner of his mouth twitched.
“I did warn you” he teases
——
Surprisingly, you guys watched the first one and the second one. That it was now dark, the shine of the moon proudly peeking through the curtains, the fireplace underneath the TV still thriving
You guys were invested and planned to watch the third one.
Well maybe you were the only one but he wasn’t one to criticise your taste.
You pressed play, excited to watch like you forgot everything that happened today.
I guess you were too relaxed to realise your head was on his broad chest, the sound of his heart beat calming your mind, soft hands unknowingly caressing his lower abdomen..
He enjoyed this aswell, having you cuddling him. You were so warm and soft.
Maybe he enjoyed it a little too much it made him uncomfortable with himself and for some reason guilty although he didn’t really do anything wrong…
“Uh-kid why don’t you go make us a bowl ‘f ice cream yeah?” He said so he could have a moment to think to himself about his thoughts, patting on your back
You replied with a bubbly “okay”
Opening his freezer, looking over to him, now sitting on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees like he was seriously deep in thought.
You find three different flavours of tubs and decide to take them all out
“Didn’t think you were the type to eat so much ice cream” you giggle
You open the lid to one of them
“I have to admit though your taste is amazing. These three together are the best combination”
Scooping one scoop of a flavour then moving onto the next flavour with another scoop, then another.
“Y’ don’t remember? You and your dad brought them one night for dinner and he insisted i keep them” he chuckles
“Oh yeah that’s right I remember getting them! No wonder”
“And that’s why they’re untouched”. He says with a playful smirk, eyes still on the TV
“Are you seriously criticising my taste in ice cream?” You licked your sppon clean with a smile as you prepared his bowl
He looked back at you standing in the kitchen with that same smirk that made you dizzy
“I didn’t say anythin’”
You carefully held the bowls, walking slowly back the couch
“Well, try this i bet it’ll change your mind”
You gave him his bowl and sunk down beside him with your feet thrown up
“What do I gain if I hate it” he asks
“You won’t but… the feeling of a good deed when I have two bowls” you grin at him and he chuckles, putting the spoon to his mouth
You try read his expressions as he tastes it, but he puts on a straight face so you can’t tell if he loves it or hates it.
“What do you think?”
He looks back at the TV, clearly digging it but doesn’t want to admit it
“Mm, ‘s nothin special”
“Yeah? Well then why are you going for another spoonful”
“I don’t wanna make you cry” he teases
“Hey!”
——
The rest of the night was more than you could ask for. It was perfect—he was perfect.
You couldn’t really explain that feeling of heat pooling at the bottom of your tummy, But you chose your ignore it, ignore it and maybe it’ll go away, just forget about it.
“Y’ dad text you yet asking where you’re?” He was unknowingly stroking your hair,
but oh, that definitely didn’t slide past you.
You gulp at the sudden conversation about your dad, you just got him off your mind but you were still angry with him.
“Oh yeah, I-i just told him I’m at a friends”
You look down, your tone dropping as you speak
“Sorry kid, didn’t mean to upset you just thought he’d be worried to death is all”
You shake your head
“No-no you’re fine I mean, how can i be upset at you after all you did today, I mean i got a nice warm shower with dry clothes after you found me in the rain like an idiot,” you chuckle
“And now I’m making you sit through twilight”
“Y’ owe me for that one” he says sarcastically with a smirk spread across his face
“But of course, don’t hesitate to call me if your dad’s giving you shit, or anyone in general. I’m always here and y’know that”
You get butterflies, not the usual boring ones that you would get like when your middle school crush would ask you for a pen
No, not like that
This was something way more deeper.
Like it was fulfilling something deeply rooted inside you…
He looks down at you with a burning gaze
Before you could even got the chance to make a fool of yourself with the way he was looking down at you, he saved you
“Want me to take you up to bed?”
“It’s alright I’ll sleep on the couch” you say but he just ignores you, not being able to even see that as a possibility
“The guest rooms are under renovation right now—switching up the flooring, so you’ll just have to sleep in m’ bed”
Okay you definitely didn’t mind that
“Okay” you mutter quietly in a whisper not expecting him to even hear but he does,
Startling you as he stands up, scooping you up into his arm bridal style.
You hesitantly wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling into his chest again as his big hands gripped into you
You could stay like this forever, no words could describe the way you feeling.
He made you feel so safe. Protected. Loved.
You guys made it to his room, he was standing at the side of the bed and you were so ready to cuddle up
“But don’t worry you won’t have to deal with me I’ll be sleepin on the couch”
You look up at him with pure worry and plead in your eyes
“What? No…” you say the ‘no’ quietly like it was wrong to say
You held onto him even tighter, not daring to drop yourself on the ground as if the floor was lava.
“What do you mean ‘no’?” He asks curiously
“I just don’t want to be alone right now…please just sleep with me”
You didn’t mean for it to sound like that… m
“Please” you pleaded against his chest
He thought about it. Really thought about it.
I mean nothing was wrong with doing so right? Maybe it was best to sleep with you, a part of him couldn’t bare to see you all sad and alone in his own bed
“Ok—ok I’ll sleep in here then if that’s what you want”
You nod
“Thank you,”
He puts you down on the bed carefully as you softly smile at him.
He walks over to the bathroom and he’s in there for a minute or two,
Coming back out in sleeping clothes. Switching off the bright big light.
“Afraid of the dark kid? Or do you want a light on”
“Can you please keep the lamp on?
“‘F course”
He walks back to the bed, turning on the warm dim lamp on the bedside table
Sinking into the bed, right beside you.
——
You guys manage to talk for a while , a little bit about your dad and him comforting you.
Until it went quiet for a few minutes, not awkward quiet, just peaceful.
“Rafe?”
“Mm?”
“Can I…hug you?”
“I mean i tend to do it in my sleep anyway so it’s bound to come for you” you say sarcastically, both of you letting out a dry chuckle
But he can definitely tell you do need it
“Yeah, ‘f course kid c’mere” he stretches his arms out gesturing for you to rest your head on them
You roll over into his arm, resting your head on his broad shoulder.
You could actually stay like this for hours, you were yet to experience a better feeling than his touch,
His hand resting on the side of your stomach, moving in circles,.
That alone was enough to put you to sleep.
He watched you carefully as you fell asleep on him, the way you softly snored, the little bit of drool falling onto his shirt.
You looked so peaceful it was refreshing for him to see after seeing you bawling your eyes out today, he slightly smiled.
Twenty minutes have passed and he doesn’t feel any more tired, if anything more awake.
When you fell asleep you managed to throw a leg over him with your clit resting on his thigh.
He can’t seem to think straight, he just wants to go to sleep so he doesn’t have to deal with the sudden thoughts running through his mind.
That’s when he feels it, feels you.
A slow roll of your hips on his now tensed thigh.
At first he thinks it’s a normal body jerk,
Until you roll your hips again,
Again,
Again,
And again.
You pause—just for a moment and he can finally catch his breath and close his eyes with no intrusive images popping up in his head
Until you do it again only this time those images are 10x worse.
This time it’s more harder, faster.
Your breathing gets shortened and you start making noise
“R…Rafe” you say quietly in your slumber
He’s never been more speechless.
He wonders if he should wake you up, it feels wrong of him to just let you have an orgasm on his leg, while you’re sleeping and thinking about him?!
that that would be the right thing to do wouldn’t it?
But then if he woke you up you’d notice how fucking hard he got from it.
“Rafe it feels so…”
He didn’t mean to get rock hard, he tried so hard to control it but it was no use. Gosh he felt so guilty
Okay fuck it if you continued any longer he wouldn’t be able to control himself
“Keep going, please”
You were on top of rafe, your flushed cheeks pressed to his chest as you snaked your hand down to rub yourself but he notices and grabs your hand before it can reach down there
He patted your back and said your name softly
“Wake up kid—wake up”
You moaned once more before you lifted your head, peeling your eyes open to stare into his
“Rafe”
You breathed out, still in your dreamy state, grabbing the sides of his face and leaning down to
Kiss him.
it’s slow and gentle, but your tongue slips into his mouth.
And you swear you’re in heaven,
And now He wonders if he’s been dreaming this whole time
His hands “unknowingly” slide down your figure, reaching your ass as he scoops the globes into his rough big hands, playing with them as if he was kneading dough
You moan into his mouth and he almost busts a nut and how sweet you sound.
A wave of guilt knocks over him and he snaps back into reality,
He stops the kiss, holding you up by your waist
“Holy shit,” he whispers to himself in disbelief, staring into your eyes like he was checking if this was real.
You were still catching your breath, processing how good that felt
“Rafe I-i’m sorry”
He pauses for a moment as he realises this is definitely real.
“No don’t be sorry just—fuck this isn’t happening”
“Do you mean that in a good way or a bad-“ you sit up, legs on either side, straddling his abs
But to answer your question, he couldn’t even tell himself… it felt so good, but seemed so wrong
“I’m sorry that was wrong of me to not stop it sooner, you’re just really tired, and confused let’s just go to sleep and forget this yeah?”
He really did not know what to say.
You on the other hand had too much to say,
“No i’m not confused…” you say, certain
“I-I want you so bad, you don’t know how long I’ve been wanting too do that”
“Where’s all this coming from?”
“I mean you’re perfect, Rafe—you take care of me, you listen to me and my problems, you comfort me, you make me feel safe,”
You look down in shame, rubbing your hands on him
“I’m glad you feel safe with me kid, but this—this isn’t right. i’m twice your age. I’m your dads best friend.” He shakes his head
“I’ve watched you grow up,” he says defeated
“Do you think I care about any of that? I mean if anything it only turns me on more…”
“This is messed up” he mutters quietly to himself
“Y’know what else is messed up? The massive boner you have right now” you half joke
“I can help with it though,” your hand snakes behind you, your hand crawling under the blanket to palm his hard on
He puts his tongue to his cheek
“Fuck it. This situation can’t get any worse for you darlin’ so go on,”
“Why don’t you ride me huh?”
You giggle excitedly, getting off him to take your clothes off
“But first, let me punish you for being such a damn tease”
“C’mere, come sit on my face
“Are you sure?”
“Don’t make me ask twice” he teases and that got you sat, once your clothes were off you carefully lifted one leg over him, both thighs on either side of his face as your little hands held onto the headboard, but you weren’t actually sitting on him yet, to be honest you were scared of suffocating him.
But he did it for you, wrapped his arms around your thighs sinking you down on his face so you couldn’t escape
“R-rafe!”
At first, His tongue moved slowly and teasingly on your dripping pussy, his little moustache tickling your clit
You let out a moan, hesitantly reaching down to put your hand down on his head.
“This is-is not a punishment ray…”
Your hips slowly rocked into his face, he started to speed the pace of his tongue up, now exploring your cunt relentlessly
“Oh my!,“
The pleasure was so overwhelming you didn’t know how to handle yourself
He started groaning into you like he was a starved man and you were his first meal, the noises of him sending a vibration straight to your core
“Rafe i’m gonna c-“
As soon as he hears those words, he stops, he pushes you back so you’re sitting on his abs, gripping onto your thighs and holding them apart so you can’t orgasm.
“What?”
Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion mixed with desperation as you quickly reach a hand down to finish with your own hands
“unt unt” he mutters, swatting your hand away before it even gets to contact your throbbing, pulsing pussy
“Rafe! This isn’t funny please!”
Your almost about to cry,
You’re actually gonna cry
He smirks
“‘M glad”
Your eyes swelled with tears, his smirk only growing
“Please!” You raise your voice
A tear rolled down your flushed cheeks
“Fuck—you’re actually crying” he chuckles
“Fine, I’ll let you cum”
“But tell me, did you learn your lesson or do i have to teach you again?”
You shake your head like a desperate puppy
“No no i learned my lesson, i swear!”
he smirked
“Good, now ride me, show me what you got in you kid.”
You bite your lip in a small smile, wiping the tears away as you waddle backwards on your knees.
Pulling his bottoms down, his cock springing free
Your jaw falls to the floor
“Oh my you’re big!” You inspect it, wrapping your hand around his shaft,
He grins
“Still that desperate for it? Think you can take it?” He teases
You nod with a gulp, spitting into your hand, stroking him up and down a few times before smacking his tip at your entrance making you shiver
You were nervous, he was so big. So you just teased the tip at your entrance for a minute, sliding just an inch or two in.
He tried to be patient with you, he tried, but gosh you were taking so long
“Remember what i told y’ about being a little tease? Do you want to cum or not”
His hands rested at your hips, fighting the urge to not just push you down onto his twitching angry cock, but he was better than that.
“Okay—okay,” you took a deep breath, squeezing your eyes shut as you sunk down slowly, he was stretching you out so good.
“You got this i’m right here, now that’s a good girl”
He helped slowly pushing your hips down
Grabbing onto his arms tightly, letting out a moan from the feeling of being so full and stuffed from your dads bsfs cock
You finally reached the base, opening your eyes, yours meeting his
“Fuck, what a tight little pussy you got on you huh?”
Since both of you were already wet, it was easy to slowly slide up and down
“Feels like y’r suffocating my dick,”
He groans, hands digging into your hips when he feels you go all the way up, then dropping yourself back to the base
Your pace speeds up, and you hear him whimpering and god you could listen to it for hours, hearing his groans and knowing that you’re the one making him sound like that, that gets you soo turned on and only encourages you to go faster and harder
“Oh fuck yeah, just like that keep fucking your self on m’ cock”
You moan helplessly, bringing your hands up to play with your tender breasts
“Gonna cum lookin at this view, shit”
He’s close, and he’s desperate.
Now harshly thrusting his hips up into your stretched & bruised cunt, timing his rhythm perfectly with yours, managing to hit a deep spot in you you never knew existed
“Fuck feels so—so good rafe,”
“Haven’t felt a pussy squeeze me this fuckin hard is so long,”
Now he’s controlling your pace, growling as he slams you down onto him
“Shit ‘m gonna cum you’re gonna have to get off”
“No—no i’m on the pill, keep fucking me ray!”
He smirks
“How more perfect can you get,”
“R-rafe i’m
“So You want me cum in you huh? Fill this little cunt up yeah?”
“Mhm” you nod desperately
“Wanna hear you”
“Yes! Yes please I need you to cum in me pleasepleaseplease”
“Thats a good girl, now take that shit up y’ cunt”
Hot thick ropes of his seed paints your walls making you feel fuzzy and warm inside
But you don’t stop riding, if anything speeding up, still chasing your own orgasm as his liquid spills out of you and onto his cock, connecting into strings
“Look at you playing in my cum, messy girl”
His dirty words is what sends you over the edge with a broken cry, collapsing onto him as he held you tightly, caressing you softly
“Y’ did so good, i’m proud o you kid”
“Thank you rafe that was so good,”
“I’ll go run a bath”
