warnings: MDNI 🫵!! 18+ smut, full nelson position, no mention of rafe’s name during the smut part, unprotected sex, reader is drunk, praising, rafe is a sneaky little bitch, use of nicknames; baby, girl, doll. thigh slapping, prone bone at the end, rafe comes inside w/o consent, wrote this quickly so sorry if i missed anything during my proofreading.
you didn’t know how you ended up here.
one second, you’re at a bar drinking all your stress from work away and next you’re getting pounded from below by a complete stranger who you had no memory of talking to.
he’s got you facing the mirror, holding both your legs up while he pummels his fat cock into you from below. you could hardly see your reflection with your hazy eyes so looking at the figure behind you was impossible. “take it, baby. shit.” the man groans into your ear, balls hitting against your ass with each thrust.
your voice is hoarse from all the mewls and loud cries that he fucked out of you. his hot breath fans against your neck, panting and grunting filling your ears. the whole room was all blurry and you could barely keep your eyes open from the sensation. his flushed tip hitting deep inside you making you drunk on something different. “ahh fuck— that’s my good girl.” he moans, his eyes fluttering closed upon feeling your walls clench tightly around him making it hard for him to move. the stranger grits his teeth, “cunt’s fuckin’ tight.. loosen up f’me, girl.” slapping your thigh which catches you off guard as you moan, he pushes your legs even closer to your chest.
his hips snapping up into you once you loosen up again, your back flush to his chest. you were a goner: the whites of your eyes showing with your mouth open wide. not even a single noise able to escape your throat. meanwhile, the man whose face nor name you didn’t even know in the moment was using you like a toy.
“gonna mngh— cum!” you manage to whine out, hand reach behind you to hold onto the back of his buzzed head. he somehow goes even faster upon hearing your words, biting his bottom lip while focusing on stuffing his dick deep inside you over and over again. “yeahhh, cum for me.” he chuckles, a certain thought taking over his head, the whole situation to him was amusing. if you were sober, you would be mortified over who he was.
your hips have a mind of their own, arching off his pelvis and trying to escape from the overstimulation. the man licks his lips, flipping your limp body to lay flat on your belly. he ignores your small moans and straddles your ass, eyes focused on your vulnerable figure. he holds onto the plush of hips before lining up his cock and pushes himself back in your wrecked cunt.
the stranger curses underneath his breath. his head is thrown back as he slowly starts his pace again, eyes rolling back for a second before looking down at you clawing the sheets. he slams his hips down crashing against your ass, groaning as the fat jiggles from the impact. “you wanted this, yeah? can’t— fuck.. get mad at me later.” his dick rams into you at a quick pace leaving you brainless. you don’t catch the fact that he said later, assuming he means in the morning and not anything too meaningful. when his pelvis is thwacking against you, it’s hard to even process his words.
the whole bed shakes underneath your sweaty bodies. the familiar heat rising causing your walls to flutter around his shaft in warning. he hisses, nails digging into your rear while his movement gets faster. “fuckin’ hell..” you can feel his dick twitching inside of you, his thrusts never stopping leaving you on cloud nine. soon your body stiffens and you let go, cumming all over his cock with a loud cry.
he fucks you through your brain-crushing orgasm, still working on getting his. a couple of thrusts and he slams his hips forward making sure to cum deep inside you. you whole entire body shaking, your drool soaking the sheets below you. the man slumps forward, putting a veiny hand to clutch your messy hair. he lets out a wobbly exhale, rolling his hips in and out to make sure it takes before pulling out.
“see you tomorrow, doll.” you could hear the smirk in voice as he leaves you a soft kiss on the back of your nude shoulder before your eyes close.
the sound of ringing waking you out of your slumber. instantly you’re hit with a raging migraine, the aftermath catching up with you. a lazy hand reaches out for the phone to quickly stop the piercing sound. you sit up, wiping off the slobber from the corner of your mouth before putting the phone up to your ear. “what?” you groggily answer to whoever was on the other side.
“detective, we’ve got him.” your eyes widen instantly, the sole person who has been causing a whole bunch of trouble. these were the words you’ve been waiting for. the chase was about to be all over now as long as he doesnt manage to weasel his way out. you quickly end the call, rushing to get dressed and head to the station. not even realizing that you ended up in your bed naked or the mystery man you slept with.
..shit.
“hey, doll.” as soon as you see the man in cuffs, the memory washes over you. everything rewinding like a flashback. his voice and his smile. this motherfucker knew. rafe’s got the most cockiest smirk ever that makes you want to claw it off. you stand there stun-locked before you quickly straighten up. it was time to be professional.
you sit down on the metal chair across from him, clearing your throat and setting the files down on the table. you gather enough courage to look up at him, keeping a straight face but rafe wasn’t gonna stop. “last night was fun, yeah?” he snickers, licking his lips while looking you up and down like you were a piece of meat.
your mouth stays closed as you observe him. you can’t lie, your heart felt all fuzzy and weird. last night was fun. it was great even, possibly the best dick you’ve ever taken. but it was wrong.
“c’mon don’t be like this. you were the one all over me. you don’t remember?” rafe leans forward, taunting you. you do remember now. you were the one who flirted with him first. however that was drunk you and how could you possibly know it was the man you’d been hunting for the past few months. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you blankly state making rafe scoff at you, rolling his eyes.
“right, right.. yeah..” he sniffs, sitting back against his chair in a smug manner. “i don’t believe that, baby. you were begging for it, there’s no way you forgot. unless i fucked you too dumb to remember.” silence overtakes the chilling room as you glare at him. he was in no way gonna let you get what you want out of him.
the next few days are gonna kill you.