rafe was completely out of it by the time you guys made it to the back of the yard. the alcohol had hit him hard halfway through the night and now he was trailing behind you like a lost puppy, completely unbothered by the fact that he was literally creeping around pogue territory in the middle of the night.
"princess come on, walk slower," he mumbled, his voice slurred and deep as he reached out to snag the belt loop of your shorts. "you're moving too fast baby."
"rafe, shut up," you whispered frantically, grabbing his arm as he stumbled over his own feet. through the open back windows, you could hear jj laughing at something on the TV and john b talking to kie and sarah in the kitchen. "if they see you here they will literally kill you. or jj will shoot you. quiet."
"i don't care about jj," rafe grumbled, pulling you straight into his chest the second your hands touched him. he wrapped both arms around your waist, burying his face right into the crook of your neck. "don't care about any of them baby, just stay right here with me."
his hands tightened on your waist as you dragged him past the porch light and toward the side bedroom window you'd left unlocked.
"rafe, please, just stay quiet," you begged, trying to slide the window pane up without making the rusted frame squeak.
he whined softly at the lack of attention, his brow furrowing as he looked down at you in the dark. "no, don't ignore me. baby please, just kiss me for a second. you're being so mean right now."
"im trying to get us inside without any of them hearing the window," you hissed softly, squeezing his forearm.
you managed to climb through the window first, leaning back out to pull him up. rafe awkwardly hoisted himself over the sill, practically tumbling over you and landing heavily on the floorboards with a dull thud.
"woah," he muttered out loud, his head swimming.
"shh!" you slapped a hand over his mouth instantly.
right on cue, you heard foot steps down the hallway outside your room. pope's voice carried clearly through the thin door. "did you guys hear something in the back room?"
"probably just a raccoon, man, leave it," jj's voice called back from the living room.
you held your breath, frozen on the floor. rafe didn't care about pope at all..instead, he just took advantage of you being right on top of him. he slid his hands under your shirt, his fingers warm against your skin as he pulled you down onto his chest. he licked the palm of the hand you had over his mouth, making you pull it back in annoyance.
"you're driving me crazy," he whispered right into your ear, his breath hot against your skin while the hallway footsteps finally faded away. "you know that right? making me hide in the dark like some dirty little secret."
"yeah, because you are a secret right now," you whispered back, cupping his cheek.
he leaned into your touch instantly, his eyelids fluttering shut as he let out a low, needy moan from the back of his throat. he hooked one of your legs over his hip, pulling you tight against him on the bedroom rug so there was zero space between you.
"just give me a kiss princess," he pleaded, his voice dropping to a rough, breathless whisper against your lips. "come on please mama, stop teasing me. i need you."
when he finally pulled your face down to his, the kiss was desperate and messy, completely overtaking you. he held you so tight to the floor it felt like he was trying to melt you into him, his tongue tracing your lips until you gave in.
every time you tried to pull back to make sure nobody was coming down the hall, rafe just followed your mouth, pressing deeper into the kiss and letting out heavy, needy hums when you ran your hands over his shoulders.
"stay right here with me," he grunted between kisses, resting his heavy forehead on your neck and pressing soft, desperate kisses all along your jaw while your friends talked just a few feet down the hall. "don't leave me baby. tell me you're staying."
"i'm right here rafe," you breathed out. “but we gotta get up.”
you carefully dragged rafe off the floor, holding his waist as you guided him into the bathroom connected to your room.
rafe was barely holding himself up, slumping against the tile wall with his eyes half closed. "baby where are we going," he mumbled, his hands instantly reaching out to pull you back against him the second you stepped away to turn on the shower
"shh, you smell, you need to clean up," you whispered, turning the handle until warm water began to steam up the bathroom
he whined softly, letting you pull his shirt over his head and unbutton his pants. he was completely useless, swaying on his feet and whining every time you stopped touching him for a second.
"you're making me do too much work baby," he grumbled, resting his forehead heavily on your shoulder while you stripped down too and pulled him under the warm water.
“oh please you didn’t even do anything rafe.”
the water hit him and he let out a low groan, burying his face right into the side of your neck under the showerhead. you grabbed the bar of soap, lathering it up in your hands before running them over his broad shoulders, down his chest, and over his back. rafe just melted under your touch, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist, holding you that the water ran over both of you at once.
"feels so good princess," he muttered into your skin, his hands squeezing your hips in steady, needy rhythms while you washed the dirt and sweat off him. "you're so good to me."
you give him small kisses all over his face and continue to wash him.
after rinsing him off, you turned off the water and stepped out, quickly drying both of you off in the quiet dimness of the bathroom. rafe didn't leave your side for a single second, trailing right behind you as you unlocked the door and tiptoed back toward the bed.
the second you climbed under the sheets, rafe didn't even give you a chance to settle. he pulled you down onto your back and landed right on top of you, wrapping both arms around your waist and burying his face deep into the crook of your neck.
"rafe baby, you're heavy," you giggled quietly into the dark, resting your hands in his damp hair.
"don't care," he grumbled, his voice thick with exhaustion
before you could even reply, his breathing evened out into slow, deep breaths.