FRATGAMER!RAFE
18+ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ .ᐟ
cw: degrading, rough sex, spitting, fingering, piv, implied receiving (m), hair pulling. riding
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“YO— man, what the fuck!?” Rafe yelled while looking like he was two seconds away from smashing the keyboard through the desk.
He was hunched over his desk in the dim glow of his monitor, his room a mess of empty beer cans and tangled controller chords while you were sprawled on his bed beside him, wearing nothing but one of his oversized football tees that barely covered your ass. Definitely horny.
You’d been waiting for almost an hour, doing everything just to catch his attention. You finally got really impatient and whined, stretching your leg out to nudge his bicep with your bare manicured foot, toes brushing against him.
“Rafey…~” you dragged out his name, voice needy and sweet.
Rafe didn’t even glance back, fingers slamming against the keyboard. “Mmm, what’s up, babe?” before one of his teammates screamed through the mic about saving him. “Cant you see I’m trying? they’re like five fucking people!”
You rolled your eyes, trying again. “Babyyyy~” Nudging on his bicep again.
He let out a long exasperated sigh, fingers still flying across the keyboard. “Yessss, sweetheart? i’m kinda in the middle of something, baby.”
You nudged him again, toes sliding down his arm. “Rafey, baby… come on.”
Rafe let out an irritated groan, ripping his headset off and spinning around in the chair. His jaw was tight, eyes flashing with annoyance. “Fine, fine! What do you want, babe?” he snapped, voice rough and frustrated. “You’ve been fucking whining my name for ten minutes straight while I’m trying to play ranked. Jesus Christ.”
You bit your lip, heat rushing through you at his tone. “i dunno… ‘m so horny…”
Rafe’s gaze dropped between your legs where the shirt had ridden up, spotting how slick you already were. “Seriously? That’s what this is about?” He grabbed your ankle and yanked you to the edge of the bed. “My needy little girlfriend can’t wait her turn, huh?
You nodded before he went in between you thighs and leaned in to kiss you. “no panties either, hm?” he mumbled against your lips.
Before you could answer, he shoved your thighs apart further and pushed two thick fingers into you roughly, curling them deep. You moaned, back arching instantly.
He spat directly on your pussy before dragging his thumb in between your folds before stopping at your clit and inserting three fingers in your hole.
Your legs started shaking, but right as you were getting close he pulled his fingers out.
He sat back in his gaming chair, shoving his sweats down just enough to free his hard, heavy cock. It slapped against his stomach as he reached into the desk drawer, pulled out a condom—extra large, duh—and tore the wrapper open with his teeth.
You watched, biting your lip, as he rolled the condom down his thick length with quick, practiced strokes, making sure it was secure at the base. His eyes stayed locked on you the whole time while doing couple quick strokes, pinching the tip to make sure it was on right.
He tapped on his thigh, “work for it.”
You climbed into his lap quick, straddling him. Rafe lined his cock up and you sank down onto him, gasping at how full he felt. He gripped your hips tight and immediately started thrusting up into you hard, slamming deep with every snap of his hips. “Yeah? finally got what y’wanted, huh?”
You tried to bounce but Rafe was relentless, pounding up into you with brutal force, his grip on your hips bruising as he controlled the pace. His breath was heavy against your neck. One hand fisted your hair, yanking your head back so he could growl right in your ear, “Greedy fucking pussy… couldn’t even let me finish the match, bro.”
He spat on your tits, watching it run down while he kept thrusting up hard, making you take every inch. His other hand smacked your ass sharply before gripping it tight. “love how y’fuckin beg for dick.”
“mmh, hmp!” You moaned, hands gripping his shoulders while you stuck out your tongue for him to spit on it and swallowing without hesitation before you came hard around him. You shook in his lap while he thrusted up even harder a few more times before he buried himself deep and filled the condom with a low curse.
He slapped your ass again, breathing heavy against your ear before he lifted you off of him. Peeling the condom off, tying it quick and tossing it in the trash before pushing your head toward his lap. “Now clean me up so i can try to salvage the fucking game you ruined, babe.”
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