Can you do a fic where the reader gets nails done and wants to do the trend where you show off your nails but you put your hand on your mans pants? (Please tell me yk what I mean😭)
Hair done. Nails done. Everything did.
Rafexbunny!reader
Today was your favourite day of the month. The day were Rafe gives you money to get your nails done, hair done and a shopping trip while he goes to the country club and plays golf. A whole day to yourself to relax and reset. You just got your nails done the final part of the day and got square french tips with some pearls on your ring finger. With your hair freshly died and cut, nails infilled and a new outfit on you’ve never felt better. You couldn’t wait to show Rafe! All you could think about was his reaction when you got home. On your drive home you couldn’t stop staring at your nails resting on the steering wheel and looking at yourself in the wing mirrors to the point you nearly crashed. After some horns sounded and cuss words sent your way by the driver on the other side of the road, your mood still wasn’t put down and you quickly pulled up to the drive of Tannyhill.
“Rafeyyy!” You sung out into the foyer and out he came from round the corner from the living room. You knew you looked drop dead gorgeous and you knew he looked down right sexy right now too. He was wearing some linen trousers which hung lowly on his waist showing off his sculptured v-line and the band of his boxers. And to top it off he had no top on. “Rafe!” You exclaimed jumping into a hug.
“Hey baby, how was your day?” He asked stroking your hair.
“Nuh uh hands off,” you quickly unpeeled yourself from him, “no touching Rafe, i just got my hair done!,” you scolded him. He laughed softly at your dramatic antics and put his hands up in faux defence. “But it was so good! Thank you so much! So what do you think?” You twirled giving him a full view of your new dress, hair and waved your fresh set of nails in your face.
He chuckled, “looking good baby. Now come on,” he picked you up swiftly swinging you over his shoulder walking towards the living room.
“Rafe, careful! Your gonna wrinkle my new dress,” you pouted failing in his arms to put you down but his big muscles kept you in place.
Setting you down on the sofa next to him mumbled lowly, “What? I’ve missed you sweets” as he sat down next to you.
It wasn’t often Rafe let down his guard and said words like these and you used it as your chance to snuggle up to his side and rest your head on his chest, “You missed me huh?”
“Cant a boyfriend miss his girlfriend? Acting like you haven’t missed me when everyday your begging to be at my side 24/7.” He huffed
He seemed to be in a good mood and you were going to take full advantage of this. All over your TikTok you’d seen girls showing off their nails but on top of their mans trousers. Rafe would never agree to do this in a million years, you had to do this sneakily and quickly.
You pulled out your phone and started recording your nails just like you normally would to show your friends, but you kept filming pretending to find the right angle and lighting.
“Jesus woman does it really matter how good the quality is its just for your friends,” Rafe never understood why everything had to be perfect even a little video like this but he ignored you once again and went back to whatever is on tv. Perfect. He’s distracted. Now’s your chance. Game plan is a go.
Your ‘new’ angle was now the floor, then the sofa, then your thigh. And then his. You slowly inched your way high towards his crotch careful not to get his attention and bingo! You were there. Pushing your luck you slightly put the tips of your fingers down his pants.
Rafe thought nothing of it until he saw your phone, “Woah what the fuck kid, cut that shit out,” He shot up straight and grabbed your phone.
“Come on Rafe lighten up a bit, just a TikTok,” you tried to give him your best doe eyes and a slight pout knowing that would easily make him fold.
“Dont fucking care if its just a TikTok dont be filming me like that,” His works sounded harsh but his tone wasn’t, you knew you’d got him and that thought was solidified when he passed you back your phone with the video not deleted.
“Im sorry, wont do it again,” you lied straight to his face, already making the caption to your TikTok and posting it.