Can u pls do bull! Rafe x reader and cuck topper and kelce? They could be in the next room or Rafe facetiming them during it🫢
pov. rafe just loves having a hot girlfriend.
notes. this idea is so fun to me! thank you so very much for requesting this, i love how your head works. i finished this so fast, soon as i saw this request i was literally inspired #fastdelivery
content warnings. ⸝⸝ fem reader, foreplay, fingering, cussing, voyeurism, recording during sex, no proof read, teasing, praising, bonus at the end
you knew rafe’s friends wanted you. he made sure of that.
to rafe, his girlfriend wasn’t just a girlfriend, you were a trophy. a prize, something to parade, to claim, to flaunt. he loved showing you off at parties, his hand possessive on your waist, his smirk sharp whenever topper or kelce stared a second too long.
but, of course, rafe was never satisfied with just looking. he loved rubbing it in their faces. he spoiled them with little erotic glimpses of you.
like earlier, you were in the kitchen, bringing the boys fresh drinks in that tiny skirt he loved. you bent over the counter on purpose, the hem riding up just enough, the boys already looking.
rafe didn’t even hesitate. he stepped to the side of you but still being behind you, facing the boys, slowly pulling the skirt up over your ass with one rough hand, to tease, exposing your uncovered ass panties to the living room where topper and kelce were sitting.
“fuck, look at that,” rafe drawled, his palm smoothing over your bare skin, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp. “this is what you two idiots jerk off thinking about, right?” rafe taunted, looking over at the boys.
you smile, looking over your shoulder at the boys, biting your lip. your hips roll slowly, teasingly, before you stop and start shaking your ass side to side in that filthy little rhythm you knew drove them crazy.
the recoil made topper swallow. rafe chuckles, his palm stays on your ass, squeezing hard to leave a mark. rafe moves fully behind you, making the meeting of your ass against his dick still visible to them while he grinds his hardening cock against your ass.
“look at her,” rafe says, voice thick with arrogance as he stares straight at topper and kelce. “you two pathetic fucks wish this was yours, don’t you? bet you’re already getting hard just watching me play with my girl.” he laughed to himself.
topper shifts on the couch, eyes glued to the way rafe’s hand disappears under your skirt again, fingers slipping between your thighs to rub over your soaked panties. kelce’s face is flushed, jaw tight, but he doesn’t look away.
rafe smirks and moves to the side for them to see him tugging your panties to the side, exposing your glistening pussy to the room. two thick fingers drag slowly up your slit, spreading your wetness while he keeps you bent over the counter.
“fuck, she’s dripping,” he taunts, holding his shiny fingers up so they can see. “this pussy gets like this for me every single time. you think she’d ever get this wet for either of you losers?” he questioned.
he pushes his fingers back inside you without warning, curling them deep as his other hand keeps kneading your ass. you moan softly, pushing back against his hand, and rafe laughs, arousal coated in his tone.
“yeah, that’s it, baby. show them how good you look when i touch you.” he pumps his fingers faster, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. “tell them who this pussy belongs to.” he commands, you gasp, voice shaky with pleasure, “it’s yours, rafe…”
he rewards you by slapping your ass hard enough to make it jiggle, then soothing the sting with his palm while still fingering you.
“that’s right. mine. and you two get to sit there like the sad little losers you are, watching me play with what you’ll never have.” rafe teased.
the teasing didn’t stop there, it never does. rafe always takes it to another level, and his friends would be liars if they said they didn’t like how extreme he was.
rafe dragged you down the hall and into his bedroom, shutting the door hard but not locking it. he pushed you onto the bed on your back, crawling over you with that cocky smirk. his hands were everywhere, teasing you slowly like he wanted the boys in the living room to hear every single sound.
he kissed down your neck, one hand sliding up your skirt to rub your pussy over your soaked panties. “so fucking wet already, yeah?” he murmured against your skin, pressing two thick fingers against your clit and circling lazily. you whimpered, hips rolling up into his touch.
in the living room topper shifted on the couch, his ears open and hearing everything that was going on. kelce swallowed hard, leaning forward. the boy’s eyes meeting as they listened.
rafe pushed your top up, sucking on your tits while his fingers kept teasing your pussy, dipping just the tip of one finger inside before pulling back out. he loved making you squirm. “gonna stretch this tight little pussy on my cock,” he said loud enough for them to hear. “you want it?” he toyed.
you nodded and he played with your hair next, fingers threading through it gently at first, then gripping a handful and tugging your head back so he could look down at you. you moaned louder. he smiled and spit directly into your open mouth, watching you swallow it with hazy eyes.
“good girl,” he praised, finally pushing two thick fingers deep inside you, curling them while his thumb rubbed your clit. the wet sounds were loud and filthy.
topper looked away from kelce’s gaze, sighing out his nose to attempt to relax his body and the juices flowing.
kelce’s face was flushed.
rafe kept pumping his fingers, scissoring them to stretch you, all while still gripping your hair. “hear that, baby? they’re listening to every moan i pull out of you.” he added a third finger, making you cry out at the stretch. “feel how big my hand is? wait till you feel my cock.”
minutes later, still knuckle deep in your pussy and playing with your hair, rafe grabbed his phone and facetimed topper. topper answered, kelce right beside him, both of them staring at the screen.
rafe angled the camera down so they could see his fingers sliding in and out of your dripping pussy. he spread you open with his fingers, showing them how wet and stretched you were.
“look at this shit,” rafe taunted, voice low and smug. he slowly pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in deeper, making you moan loudly. “this pussy is mine. you two pathetic fucks just get to sit there and listen… or watch if you’re lucky.” rafe taunted.
he leaned down and spit into your mouth again while still fingering you, then tugged your hair so you arched for the camera. “tell them whose pussy this is, baby.” rafe coos. you gasped, voice shaky, “yours, rafe… only yours.” you moaned.
rafe laughed darkly, eyes locked on his friends’ humiliated faces.
rafe ended the call after teasing them a little longer, tossing the phone aside. he flipped you onto your stomach, yanking your hips up so you were face down ass up on the bed. he gripped a handful of your hair, tugging your head back as he lined up his thick cock against your entrance.
“you ready for me, baby?” he asked, rubbing the fat head up and down your soaked slit, teasing you even more. you nodded desperately, pushing back against him.
he pushed in slowly, stretching you open. you gasped sharply, breathing heavy as the sheer size of him made your walls flutter and struggle. “rafe— fuck, you’re so big,” you whimpered, fingers clutching the sheets. “it’s too much… you’re splitting me open.” you squeal.
rafe groaned, pinning you down harder with one strong hand between your shoulder blades, keeping your upper body pressed into the mattress while your ass stayed up for him. “take this dick like a good girl.” he whispered to you, teasingly.
he kept pushing deeper, inch by inch, until he bottomed out. you were panting, trying to adjust to the stretch, but he didn’t give you long. he started fucking you in deep, steady strokes, the wet slap of his hips against your ass echoing through the room.
“oh my god— rafe it’s so fucking big,” you moaned loudly, voice breaking. “i can feel you in my stomach… please— give me more.” you beg.
rafe smirked, tightening his grip in your hair as he picked up speed, pounding into you harder. the headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust. in the living room, topper and kelce could hear everything; your desperate moans, the filthy wet sounds, rafe’s low grunts.
topper muttered under his breath, and kelce was breathing hard, eyes fixed on the hallway.
rafe leaned over you, still pinning you down with one hand while the other reached around to rub your clit. he spit into your open mouth again when you turned your head, watching you swallow it with teary eyes. “beg for it louder, baby. let them hear how much you love my cock.” he said.
“please rafe! fuck me harder,” you cried out, tears starting to spill down your cheeks from how overwhelming it felt. the pleasure was too intense, his size hitting every spot perfectly. “i need it— you’re so deep, so big… i’m gonna cum—” your body shook as you cried harder, tears soaking the sheets while he kept railing you, never letting up. rafe groaned at the sight, tugging your hair tighter and spitting on your tongue one more time.
“that’s it, cry on my dick like a good little slut. this pussy was made for me. only me.” he possessively said.
rafe kept pounding into you relentlessly, his hand still pinning you down firmly between your shoulder blades while the other stayed tangled in your hair, tugging just right. every deep thrust made you feel impossibly full, his thick cock stretching you wide and hitting so deep it made your eyes roll back.
“rafe— fuck— it’s too big, you’re so deep,” you sobbed, tears streaming down your face as the pleasure built unbearably. your whole body was shaking, pussy clenching around his massive dick. “i can’t— i’m gonna cum— please don’t stop—” you plead.
“cum on my cock then, baby,” rafe growled, spitting into your open mouth again as you moaned. you swallowed it desperately, crying harder from how good it felt. “let them hear what a real orgasm sounds like from you.”
your orgasm hit you like a wave. you screamed his name, body convulsing as your pussy gushed around him, walls fluttering and squeezing his thick length so tight. the tears wouldn’t stop, your breathing ragged and broken as you shook underneath him, completely lost in it.
“that’s my good girl,” rafe groaned, fucking you through it, the wet sounds even louder now. in the living room topper was gripping the couch cushion, face red. kelce looked wrecked, shifting uncomfortably because of how hard he was.
rafe’s thrusts grew sloppier, harder, his grip in your hair tightening as he chased his own release. “gonna fill this pussy up,” he panted, leaning down to spit on your tongue one last time. “take every drop like you always do.”
with a deep, guttural moan he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding deep inside you. he kept grinding slow and deep, making sure you took everything while you whimpered and twitched underneath him, still coming down from your own intense orgasm.
rafe finally slowed, breathing heavy, still buried inside you as he stroked your hair gently now. “good fucking girl” from the living room, the boys stayed quiet, both of them clearly affected by every sound they’d just heard.
notes. and yes you guys deserve a bonus to this, did the requester ask?? no. but ily
rafe was leaned back against the couch, legs spread wide in that cocky manspread, his thick thighs locking yours open so you couldn’t close them even if you wanted to. you were sitting between his legs, back pressed to his chest, head tilted all the way back against his shoulder. one of his big hands was tangled gently in your hair, stroking and playing with it while the other was between your thighs, slowly playing with your soaked pussy.
his phone was propped up on the coffee table, recording everything in perfect view.
“that’s it, baby… just relax for me,” rafe murmured sweetly against your ear, voice low and affectionate as two thick fingers circled your clit lazily. “look how pretty you are like this. my good girl.” he adds.
you whimpered, hips twitching as he dipped his fingers lower and pushed them inside you. the stretch made you moan softly, squirming against his hold. his strong thighs kept your legs spread wide, completely exposed for the camera…for topper and kelce.
“shh, i know it feels big,” he cooed, kissing the side of your neck while slowly pumping his fingers deeper. “but you can take it, can’t you? this tight little pussy always takes what i give her.” he curled his fingers, rubbing that perfect spot inside you, and you cried out, body jerking.
rafe tightened his grip in your hair, not tugging hard, just holding you in place against his shoulder so the camera caught every expression on your face. he leaned in and spit gently into your open mouth, smiling when you swallowed it with a needy little moan.
“good girl,” he praised softly, fingers moving faster now, wet sounds filling the room. “you’re getting so close already, huh? i can feel you squeezing me.” he taunted. your breathing grew heavier, thighs trying to snap shut but unable to because of his manspreading legs pinning you open. “rafe— fuck, it’s too much—”
“i got you, baby,” he whispered tenderly, still playing with your hair while his fingers fucked you deeper. “cum for me. let it happen. i wanna see how pretty you look when you fall apart on my hand.” he continued.
your orgasm crashed over you hard. you squirmed and cried out, head pressing back against his shoulder as your pussy clenched and gushed around his thick fingers. tears pricked your eyes from the intensity, body shaking uncontrollably in his hold.
rafe kept his thighs locked tight around yours, holding you wide open for the camera the whole time. “there she is… such a good fucking girl cumming so pretty for me,” he murmured sweetly, slowing his fingers but not pulling them out, letting you ride it out while he stroked your hair gently. “that’s my baby.” he comments.
he kissed your temple softly as you came down, still recording every twitch and whimper. “gonna send this to the boys later,” he said with a quiet smirk, voice still warm against your ear. “let them see exactly how i take care of what’s mine.”
