!!thinking about…roommate!rafe hearing you get fucked in the room next to his, and seething.
not that he says anything right away. oh no, he plays it cool.
you come out the next morning wearing one of your stupid little sleep shirts, face flushed, neck marked up, and all he does is look over the rim of his coffee mug and smirk.
“that was cute last night,” he says casually, eyes on the paper, gum cracking in his mouth.
“cute?” you blink.
he nods, “yeah, like, real sweet. like a little scene outta pornhub.”
your stomach drops. because you know he heard. walls in the apartment are thin. he’s heard you before but last night was bad. you were loud. you made yourself loud. because the guy was… fine. just not good. not like…
“sounded real believable,” rafe continues, voice dry. “the whole ‘oh my god, baby, right there!’ thing? fuckin’ oscar worthy.”
your cheeks burn, but he’s not done. he leans back in the kitchen chair, legs spread, one brow lifted. “just one thing.”
you bite your lip. “…what?”
his tongue drags slow across his teeth before he says, “next time, try screamin’ his name a little less robotic. sounded like you were readin’ it off a teleprompter.”
and then he laughs. low, mean, breathless.
you try to brush past it, roll your eyes, but he follows you, cornering you near the hallway, his voice dropping.
“you really think he earned those sounds, sweetheart?”
you swallow hard.
he grins. “‘cause i could show you what it’s supposed to sound like. make it so you won’t have to fake a thing.” he leans in, barely a whispe“no need to fake it with me. no scripts. just you. beggin’ for it.”
↳ sub!rafe — he’s on his knees for you. crying, shaking, cumming too fast.
↳ needy!rafe — desperate for your attention. whiny, clingy.
↳ dark!rafe — threats whispered against your throat.
↳ daddy!rafe — firm voice. heavy hands. you listen when he speaks.
↳ dilf!rafe — older. meaner. sweeter after he’s ruined you.
↳ roommate!rafe — he hears everything through the wall.
↳ tattooartist!rafe — rough hands, smooth lies. leaves his mark on your skin and everywhere else
↳ stalkerneighbor!rafe — never talks to you. but he knows your routine. and tonight, he snaps.
↳ twinbrother!rafe —you were in love with his twin. then the twin died. now rafe shows up wearing his hoodie, saying things he shouldn’t “he’s gone. i’m what’s left. take me.”
↳ widower!rafe — he lost her. and you wear her perfume. you didn’t mean to remind him “don’t move. just… let me pretend for a little longer.”
!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬
↳ graveflower girl — grieving, delicate, almost translucent. talks to the dead like they still listen. flinches at kindness. touches gravestones.
↳ praise starved girl —raised on silence, not love. earns every compliment with her mouth, her body, her ruin. addicted to being wanted. “tell me i’m yours. even if it’s a lie.”
