Bunny!reader *distracting* nerd!rafe whilst he tries to tutor her…ღ⊹⋰∵
Warnings: submissive rafe, teasing, fluff!! kissing.
amazing themed dividers from @vrtualseraph !! and @tsumiinum !!
You’re in Rafe’s dorm, sprawled on his bed in a tiny little skirt, all giggles and smiles. he’s beside you, sat uniformly with a notebook in his lap, rubbing his temples as you laugh over something silly for the 100th time today.
“Bunny, y’gotta focus.” he says softly, he was serious about studying, but you? a giggling mess, doodling over pages that were supposed to be full of equations.
Your giggles fade out, cheeks flushed pink, your sweet little smile still lingers- but you clear your throat, sitting up to try be serious. “Okay, im ready.” you say sweetly, crossing your legs childishly.
He smirks, nodding before lifting his notebook back up. "So- linear transformations, the eigenvalues, that’s this here, tell us which vectors are scaled, n- not rotated-“ he starts, diving back into the work with ease. he catches your expression, scarlet lips parted and eyes widening in confusion. He knew he got carried away with this type of thing, but your pretty little face was the perfect expression of ditzy.
He opens his mouth to speak, pushing up his glasses before stopping, smiling patiently. "Think of it like this bunny, if you want to find the exact middle of two numbers, you just add them up and split them in half."
He dumbs it down perfectly for you, but you’re still fidgeting with your sparkly rainbow pen, trying to sit still but something fidgety and uncontrollable won’t let you listen intently for longer than a minute.
He drones on, obviously passionate about the subject, but your mind drifts elsewhere. slowly, gently as to not knock his perfectly lined stationary, (ocd king), you crawl closer to him. you can’t contain the teasing, playful smile that plays on your lips- putting a hand on the notebook and pushing it down slowly so you can see his face.
He looks confused for a moment, then flustered. your back is arched, mid crawl, that stupid little skirt riding up. you’re looking up at him with innocent eyes, the type of expression that you don’t have a clue what does to him.
“Bunny-“ he mumbles, not able to hold your gaze. your brows furrow, smile widening at his bashfulness. “ ‘m listening.” you say teasingly, quite obviously not listening. he tilts his head, giving you a look, but you double down, sitting on your knees before him. “promise!” you whine sweetly, and that tone, god that tone, he can’t deny it.
He gives you one last look before looking back down at his notebook. “so, i-i did this one for you, so you’re gonna have to have a go at this one for me.” he looks up, pointing at the equation, you barely give it a second glance before nodding innocently. you barely move, but you place a hand in his crotch ‘accidentally’, to lean closer to look at the work. he grunts- breathing in sharply. “Bunny-“ he mutters, looking up at you in panicked surprise.
You hide your smile instantly, putting on your best innocent act. “What baby?” you say, taking the notebook from his hands, pulling back like you didn’t just give him a hard on with one touch.
He recollects himself quickly, fixing his glasses and sitting up. you sit criss-cross, pretending to read the work- but you can’t help the little glances, his flustered expression, the way he pulls a pillow over his lap..
He clears his throat, adams apple bobbing. you let out a little, bratty sigh, tossing the notebook between you. “can you explain that one again please?” you ask softly, voice small and fed-up with this already.
He nods instantly, happy for a distraction from whatever was happening below his pants. he starts to explain it again, ever so patient with you, barely noticing when you slip off the bed. he grunts, stopping halfway through a sentence when he feels your lips against his neck behind him.
He turns his head, only to be met with that familiar, childish smile- despite his urge to finish studying, he loved it when you looked like a little kid getting caught doing something bad. your bottom lip catches in your teeth, you pause, waiting for a reaction. “the test is worth half your grade bunny, y-y’gotta focus.”
you give him a pout, clinging to him from behind like a little monkey, resting your chin on his broad shoulder. you whine like the little bunny you are, hoping to change his mind. Rafe was lenient, not bossy unless it meant something, but now, the competition was between either studying, or the need quite obviously pulsing below the pillow covering his crotch.
he sighs, but you give him your little sparkly eyes, all doe and needing. “i don’t care about the test!” you whimper, he can’t ever say no to you, and you knew it. you plant another kiss on his neck just to test for an answer.
Rafe closes his eyes briefly, letting you kiss him, his head tips back ever so slightly, leaning against your shoulder behind him. you let out a little, content noise at his silent response. you move from behind him, arms snaking around him till your hands clasp around his neck, legs straddling around his.
You land on the pillow covering his crotch, you giggle softly before pulling it out from beneath you- you land on the hardness of his lap, sending another groan through his throat.
“bunny-“ his deep, hushed voice trails off, leaning his head against the crook of your neck. you hold him, hand intertwining with the perfectly combed strands of his hair. you giggle again, kissing his cheek like a gentle apology. “y’gotta behave yourself.” he mumbles into you, a simple hum escapes your lips, not a promise, just acknowledgement.
He lifts his head, taking your lips in a hesitant, shy kiss that makes you smile. you slip your tongue into his mouth, his grip on your waist tightening. you can feel the warmth of his cheeks, his slender fingers possessive on your waist. the notebooks lay forgotten, just passion and softness filling the room now. you rock you hips slowly, it could’ve just been simple readjusting, but he knows your games.
