warnings — MDNI kissing, sexual acts, and tensionn :)
summary — you had a bad date and rafe picks you up on his motorcycle and things get tense
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you sit across from your date, trying to force a smile as he drones on about his job as an accountant. The conversation has been stilted from the start, and you glance at your watch for what feels like the hundredth time. You're desperate to get out of here, but your brother topper is busy at work and you can't call him to rescue you like you normally would and your mother was babysitting baby wren, the child you had 3 months ago.
you have been going out on dates every weekend in hopes of finding a fitting father for wren, but anytime you would bring up your baby girl each guy would make a fatal mistake — they would not even consider or shied away from asking questions about the most important person in your life. Which is this dates mistake, he would only talk about himself and what he’s interested in. you needed to leave.
you quickly dial the number of your brother's best friend and your baby daddy, rafe as your last resort. You've only talked to him a few times since the birth of your baby, and that was much better than the no-contact you had with him during your whole pregnancy. the baby was purely a mistake and after some disagreements you had broken up because of his drug usage.
you were so stubborn with him that he hasn’t met his child since the birth. You knew you were wrong for that but you couldn’t trust him, especially with his drug problem but you would update him about her progress and he would beg to see her — to which you were never ready to do. But nonetheless rafe would prove he was clean by monthly drug tests, and if you were honest with yourself you knew it wasn’t just the drugs that was keeping him from wren. It was because you knew that if you saw your baby in his arms you would want him back.
rafe answers on the first ring, and you pray he can sense the urgency in your voice. "rafe, I need a favor. I'm on a really bad date and I need you to come get me." You try to keep your voice low, because you lied to your date saying you had an urgent call that needed to be answered.
"Yeah, I'm on my way. Where are you?" He quickly says. You tell him the name of the restaurant, trying to keep your eyes from meeting your date's annoyed gaze. You hang up the phone and you can tell your date is getting suspicious, and you don't want to make things worse. You try to make small talk, but it's clear he's not buying it. He's getting angry, and you're getting scared.
You wait, feeling more and more trapped as the minutes tick by. Your date seems to sense your restlessness and starts to get agitated, his voice rising as he complains about how rude you're being. You try to stay calm, but your trapped, and you need Rafe to get here fast. You glance around the restaurant, hoping to see him walk through the door, but he's nowhere to be seen.
Finally, you see Rafe pulling up on his motorcycle through the glass of the restaurant. You breathe a sigh of relief as he walks towards you, his eyes scanning the area searching for you. He's dressed in his usual striped t-shirt and jeans, and he looks like a guardian angel sent to rescue you from this nightmare. He spots you and quickly walks over to you, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" he asks.
You nod quickly, desperate to get out of there. "I'm fine, just want to go." Rafe nods, his eyes never leaving yours as he reaches out to take your arm.
That's when your date decides to intervene. He grabs your shoulder, spinning you around to face him. "Where do you think you're going?" he sneers. You feel a safe as Rafe's nearby, knowing he would protect you.
He shoves the guy off you, his arm coming between you and your date. "Touch her again and I’ll fuck up your face," he spat, getting the guy to back off. You let out a light gasp as Rafe turns to you, he offers a reassuring smile.
"Come on, let's go," he says, his voice softening as he looks at you. You nod as Rafe takes your hand and leads you out of the restaurant. You can hear your date yelling behind you, but you don't look back. You're safe now, thanks to Rafe.
You follow him to the motorcycle and Rafe hands you a helmet, you put it on and climb onto the back of the bike. Rafe gets on in front of you, and you wrap your arms around his waist, feeling the rumble of the engine beneath you.
before you guys speed off rafe utters, “how’s wren while your out here trying to catch some dick she could’ve been with me, learning who her father is.” you sigh, “she’s with her grandma and I was looking for a father not some fix.”
“why look when you have a perfectly good one here.” He says, revving the engine of his motorcycle. As you speed away from the restaurant, you look back and see your date standing alone in the parking lot, his angry face receding into the distance. the wind whipping through your hair and you cling to Rafes chest.
Your hands roam around his torso, feeling the solid muscles beneath his shirt. You're acutely aware of the tension building between you. Rafe's hand brushes against your leg, ever so softly as he used to do when you guys dated. You glance at him, but his eyes are fixed on the road ahead. You can't help but squeeze him tighter, your grip on his chest growing firmer.
The bike turns into a driveway, and you look around, confused. This isn't your place. Rafe kills the engine, and he gets off the bike and approaches you. He takes off his helmet, then reaches out and removes yours, tossing it across the lawn with a carefree grin. he turns to face you. “this isn’t my place, what are you doing?” You asked.
"You can't touch me like that and expect me not to drive to my place," he says, you try to play it cool, but your words come out stuttering. "W-what?" Rafe takes a step closer, "Do you want me?" he asks. You try to say the right thing, but your mind goes blank.
"We shouldn't..." you trail off, knowing it's a weak excuse. Rafe inches closer, "That's not what I asked. Do you want me?" He says again. You try to deny it, to push him away, but your body betrays you. You nod, barely perceptible, and the word escapes your lips in a whisper. "Yes."
he take no time to lean in, his lips claiming yours in a sensual kiss. Your lips do not break apart as you he walks backwards towards the door of his house, fiddling with the doorknob until he manage to open it. He continues backing up, all the way to the couch in the living room. Your kisses are quick and intense as he tosses off his shirt.
He throws you on his lap and starts biting your lip in between kisses in the more pleasant way possible. His hands, roam from your neck to your back and then to your butt, which he squeezes with intensity.
You begin to grind against him, his hard on rubbing against your clit was only making it better. He tosses you onto the plush cushions beside you and slips off the couch angling his face in between your legs, he slides your lace underwear to the side and begins piping his fingers into you, in which you let out soft moans, taking in the feeling.
He uses his free hand to unzip his pants and begin stroking his dick at the same pace he's pumping his fingers into you. He beings to work his fingers faster and his tongue went to your clit, swirling at a prominent pace, matching the speed with how he is stroking his dick.
Your hands clutch his hair, gripping it with vice. His fingers begin to hit your cervix and your one pump away from comeing. Finally you feel the band in your stomach snap and body begins to shake. He gets up, pushing the tip of his dick into your cunt to come, his hands jerking the rest of his dick off as he pumps his warm come into you, painting your walls white.
Finally he comes to a stop and plops down on the couch next to you, zipping up his pants. "God, that felt so good, I’ve missed you so much." He breathes. You're still catching you breath when suddenly the door knob starts to fiddle and rafe quickly throws on his T-shirt and you slip your underwear to its appropriate place. The door opens and in walks your brother, topper. "Oh! Hey sis what are you doing here?" He asks, holding bags of Chinese food.
You stutter, "had a bad date and rafe picked me up." You innocently smile.
"Yeah we were just sitting here, chattin’" Rafe smiles. “I think we’ve came to an agreement that wren will be in my life a lot more.” he says looking to you for approval, you nod, thinking that wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
“im glad you two worked things out.” Topper places the Chinese food on the table and claps his hands together, "well who wants to eat!?" You look to rafe and he nods, and three of you enjoy egg rolls and rice.
tw: drinking, mentions of cheating, rafe: boner alert!
you were shitfaced and dancing on top of kelce’s dining room table as everyone cheered below.
it was supposed to be a normal night at home, reading. but you wanted to get out the house and you knew your now ex-boyfriend, connor, was going to a party, so you thought it’d be nice to surprise him.
yet, you were the one who ended up being surprised. as soon as you walked in, you saw some bitch on your boyfriend’s lap, slobbering all over his face as he groped her ass like a pervert.
so, you immediately decided to get blackout drunk and drown your sorrows away. you did a shot challenge with random girls and ended up doing 18 shots in a row. stumbling around after your little encounter, you felt like doing something reckless. your brother, topper, walked by you, shaking his head disappointedly before asking if you were okay. you brushed him off and excused your state.
now, you were dancing and flipping your hair to hypnotize by the notorious b.i.g. being naturally curious, rafe walked to the dining room to see what all the commotion was and chuckled once he saw you on the table. he watched you as your hips swayed side to side and shook his head. he soon snapped back to the reality that you would never willingly do this, not sober at least.
he began pushing past people to get closest to the table as possible and yelled your name. “y/n, please get down..i need to get you home!” you shook your head and twirled on the table as your long, shiny hair spun with you. the cheers and chants from below only egging you on further. “noo, i’m havin fun!” you giggled as he crossed his arms like a disappointed dad. to your surprise, rafe hopped up on the table with you and grabbed your arms to get you to stop moving.
the cheers stopped and your smile dropped as you saw rafe’s serious expression. “c’mon sweets, you’re wasted..” he said sincerely, pushing strands of hair behind your ear. your cheek heated up as you rolled your eyes sarcastically. the room cleared below you as rafe helped you down from the table.
the party continued as you walked out, waving goodbye to your new shot challenge friends, and all the people who cheered you on. kelce patted your back as you left, wishing rafe luck as he had to deal with you drunkenness.
“y’know, i was perfectly f-fine back there. i wasn’t all like ‘oh save me ra—rafey!’” you said with a burp that contained the sting of vodka. rafe sighed, seeing your intoxicated state. “you weren’t, i saw connor with that girl and there’s no doubt you saw it too. i’m sorry, doll.”
you shook your head, trying to brush it off after using alcohol to drown it all out.
“s’fine, he wasn’t all that good to me anyway, i just..wanna feel loved. need a good guy like you, rafey.” you said as you leaned over and squeezed his bicep playfully. he shifted gently towards your seat, trying to keep his eyes on the road. your hand slipped away from him as there was an awkward silence in the car, the roads dark and empty.
he looked over to you momentarily, your silence concerning him before he realized you were just thinking. “you do deserve much better than him.” he said it as if he wasn’t talking directly to you, but wanted you to hear him. you smiled softly, gazing at him with your glossed eyes. “you’re better than him..” you mumbled. rafe hesitantly grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand comfortingly.
he pulled into the driveway, getting out and practically running to your side of the car. opening the door, he smiled at your sleepy appearance. he picked you up bridal style, causing you to giggle and kick your feet. he walked up to your door and looked down at your electronic lock on the door. “code?” he asked politely and you told him, slurring your words.
after locking the door behind him, he carried you up the steps and into your room. “you smell good rayray…” he chuckled and placed you on your bed. you propped yourself on your elbows as you watched him kneel down and take your heels off for you. he looked up at you as a silent ask before he began massaging your calves and kissing your thighs, you threw your head back, moaning softly.
“y/n..you’re drunk.” he said, trying to convince himself that he wasn’t doing anything wrong. he kissed up your thighs and pulled himself up to your face. “you’re touching me..” you smiled, tilting your head to the side. your lips connected quicker than you thought. you whimpered softly into the kiss as his hands roamed up and down your body.
you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer to your own body. he pulled away slightly, catching his breath. you mewled out at the sight of his reddened, kiss-bitten lips. “i want this, i want you.” you whispered. he dropped his head towards your chest, shaking away his dirty thoughts about his bestfriend’s sister.
you kissed his freshly buzzed head gently, showing the affection he most desperately craved. “you’re drunk. i-i can’t. you’re probably not even thinking straight about this.” he sighed, looking up at you with his big, blue, desperate eyes.
he rolled off of you and flopped next to you on the bed. you looked over to him, giggling. “y’know…you’re so cute when you’re horny.” you say, poking him teasingly. he scrunches his face up. stammering over his words he says, “what— i’m not horny, i-i don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.”
you point towards his crotch and you both look down to see a tent in his pants. his hands fly to his erection embarrassingly and chuckles awkwardly.
“we should just call it a night..” he whispered, standing up slowly. you pout playfully as you slither under the covers. “stay?” you request out into the awkward silence. he smiles down at you, shaking his head. “maybe next time, sweets.” your frown turns into a soft smile as he bends down to kiss your forehead before walking downstairs and out the door.
lex’s notes: i just love bbsf!rafe, and yes the dancing on the table is a 10 things i hate about you reference. sorry guys this acc has been such a flop but i’m ready to come back and deliver to u guys what u want! :p
Idk if It’s ok was thinking about inocent reader being Topper’s younger sister and being in a secret relationship with Rafe and Topper finding out about The relationship when he Finds them making out (maybe more if You’re comfortable with that) at a party or at midsumers and after The Shock and denial when he’s finally ok with them being togheter Rafe saying something kind of inapropriate forgeting that The reader is Top’s sister and Topper being Kinda grossed out.
Dude, That's My Sister
Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Thornton!Reader
Warnings: Smut at the beginning and Mentions of Sex at the End.
Pronouns: She/Her
Word Count: 0.5K
In hindsight, they probably shouldn’t have been having sex without the door locked. But both Y/N and Rafe were somewhat turned on by the possibility of getting caught. They really shouldn’t be surprised by what happens next. Y/N bounces on Rafe’s cock with her head thrown back in pleasure. Every time he stretches her out, she is brought closer to the edge. Rafe’s hips start to meet her in the middle and just when she is about to come, her bedroom door swings open. “Y/N/N are you coming do-. What the fuck!” Topper yells at the sight of his sister with his best friend. Rafe falls back on the bed so he can get the sheets to cover both of them. “Hey, Top. Long time no see,” Rafe tries to play off. Y/N is too embarrassed to say anything and digs her head into his neck. Topper’s face contorts in disgust, “Can we not do this while your dick is still inside of my little sister? Both of you get dressed and meet me in my room.” Topper closes the door with his exit and the couple gets their clothes back on.
They enter Topper’s room with their hands together to find him mumbling to himself. “I can’t believe they are dating. My best friend and my younger sister. This is so weird. He could legally become my brother. I don’t like this one bit.” Topper’s eyes dart up to see their arrival and motion them into the room. Rafe closes the door, wrapping his other arm around her waist to bring her closer to him. “How long has this been going on?” Topper question. Y/N takes a second to calculate the answer, “About six months.” “How have I not noticed?” he chuckles to himself before turning to Rafe. “Do you love her? Will you take care of her?” Rafe’s lips press against her temple, “I love her more than you could ever understand and I would lay my life down to keep her safe.” This causes warmth to bloom across her cheeks. Topper nods, “Okay, I guess I can get behind you guys dating. Just don’t put me in the middle of your fights and if you hurt her, I will kill you.”
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The gang took the Druthers out for a day on the water. The boozed-filled day is filled with laughter and drunken games. Around five, the girls break apart from the boys to gossip and for much-needed time alone. Y/N giggles at something Veronica says and gets up from her lounger. She gets to the back of the boat, stretching her arms upward before jumping into the water. Her stretch gave her boyfriend the perfect view of her body in the bikini. “God, I love her body. I can’t wait to fuck her when we get back home,” Rafe mindlessly says out loud. The other boys nod in agreement at the statement, but Topper’s face scrunches, “Dude, that’s my sister!” Topper really wishes he didn’t give them his blessing or that he could get a lobotomy.
