All you have to do is ask, baby ⛐ ❦ ᯓ ⊹ ࣪ ˖
w: argument, oral (m!receiving), dom!reader, distracteddriver!rafe, car sex, spitting
“So you’re gonna keep that up?”
Arms crossed, eyeing him up and down. Your eyebrows raised slightly in a cocky-demonstrating manner, your voice demanding and pissed with that shameless sharp fearless tone of yours. Your fingertip tapped impatiently against your forearm waiting for your answer
Rafe exhaled, nostrils expanding as his jaw clenched quickly. He was undeniably squeezing his frustration against the steering wheel.
“Oh you wanna talk about it? Let’s talk about it.” He spat through gritted teeth, his tone annoyingly aggressive, hissing bullets at your way.
“Yes i fucking do, is that a problem? You can’t just turn non-verbal out of nowhere and expect me to chase you around like a dog” you called out, clearly wasting time.
“Out of nowhere? Are you serious?” He finally looks you in the face, after a whole night of giving the cold shoulder and short answers.
“Oh so you’re the one in the right, huh? I literally said sorry, what the fuck do you want me to do?”
You spoke, voice raspy from the stress of the situation, already feeling the next insult on the tip of your tongue.
It would’ve followed along the lines of ‘you want me to kiss your ass and ask you what made mamas’ boy upset? Cause you can’t communicate like a grown fucking adult?’, All with a mocking, passive aggressive tone. But none of that really came unfortunately.
His elbow resting on the nearest surface of his side of the car door. His fingers brushed past his lips, soothingly attempting to make full sentence without cussing. His words slipped slick, muffled and impulsive. “Suck my dick”
“Excuse me?” You turned to face him, caught off guard.
“I said suck my dick, what are you gonna do about it?”
He said shamelessly, zero remorse while letting a grin escape his core. He was evil, purely reckless and you chose him exactly for this reason.
You rolled your eyes, still not familiar with his attitude, after all this time. You turned to face him, seeing that grin and that look in his eyes. Your face speaking more then your words, is he really asking you to give him head in the middle of a car ride?
Balancing yourself on the car seat with your knees, your arms stood working on his pants as he settled back in his seat, biting down into his lower lip. You scoffed and held your hair up in a quick motion between your fingers, using this as an occasion to put him back in place.
“Yeah, put your mouth to a better use” He spoke amused, still not figuring out that he should probably hold back with the comments. He said it with all the confidence in the world, like you weren’t in the position to bite off his dick if you desired.
His breath caught in his throat, as the cockiness dropped quickly. “Shit, calm down.” His hips drawn to your mouth, feeling the warm pressure of your tongue sucking on all the right spots.
You held firm the base of his length with your palm, putting all your effort to the peak. Saliva dripping from your bottom lip to his rosey skin, sending jolts of ecstasy straight to his brain.
“For fuck’s sake,” he hardly focused on the road, suppressing moans and trying his best not to stop whatever you were doing.
He swallowed hard, looking down at you in difficulty.
Your hand slid up and down the soaked glistening skin, bobbing your head slightly enough to drive him crazy.
He moaned, dropping his hand in defeat to your head, spurring himself deeper into the slickness of your throat with a responsive thrust of his hips.
You let your lips slide himself out of your mouth, stroking fast his dick as you looked up in satisfaction ”how about you shut the fuck up?”
His eyebrows curved upwards, lips parting as his eyes were failing to stay focused.
“Watch the road or I swear to god I’ll fucking stop”
He sounded physically hurt at the thought of you stopping right when he was about to cum, his fist holding into the steering wheel with the last crumb of force he had left.
“Don’t, ah fuck —“ eyes rolling back for a moment, spit falling flat and raw on the head of his cock, making your motion load flawlessly smooth.
His eyebrows furrowed as he squinted his sight, lips parted while letting himself finish over your hands.
You chuckled, “just like that..”
Thumb collecting his fluids off his skin, licking off everything you just caused. His chest heavy as he tried to breath quietly again, his hand caressing your head in silent gratitude gesture as he came down from his high.
“All you gotta do is ask, baby” you whispered in his ear, leaving a soft kiss under his cheekbone.
