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she/her. 8teen. aprilbaby. ireland. cinephile. bonesandall. jeffbuckley. books. fleetwoodmac. lanadelrey. brunnete. sonnyangels. deers. music.
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Can you do one where Rafe sees is best friend talking to another guy, gets all quiet and passive aggressive. Then when the bff asks whatโs up he confesses and they ๐ yk
warningsโ smut , language , p.i.v
โthis is a lot of fun sarah, i didnโt know the pogues where soโฆ. funny!โ you said to sarah. tonight was a big bonfire party and you had somehow convinced rafe to let you go sit with the pogues and sarah and you didnโt regret it, but who did was rafe.
you watched as JJ and kiara, your new found friends, danced around the fire with red solo cups in their hands. you was way to distracted to realise rafe was watching you intently with his jaw ticking.
he hated seeing you laugh so freely with sarah and her pogue friends. especially with that JJ kid who kept making you giggle with his stupid jokes.
he hated seeing you so comfortable with them, people he considered beneath him, beneath you. the contrast between your innocent, naive nature and their chaotic energy made his skin crawl.
โJJ! stop splashing water on me!โ you giggled, holding your hands up defensive.
โsorry princess, i didnโt mean to get you wet, but i will mean it later.โ JJ says, giving you a wink as you laugh.
the sound of your breathless giggle directed at JJ maybank was enough to make rafe see red. he watched you lean forward slightly, your eyes wide and enchanted by the pogue's stupid jokes, completely oblivious to the way you were flirting. rafe gripped his red solo cup tight enough to crush the plastic, his knuckles turning white.
โyo dude, you good? you look abit.. mad there.โ topper asks, making rafe snap out of his stare over at you and put his gaze onto topper.
rafes gaze snapped to topper, before flicking back to you. he forced a tight smile, trying to mask the burning jealousy and urge to punch the shit out of all those pogues. โyeah man, iโm good,โ he lied, his voice strained. โjustโฆkeeping a eye on things.โ
topper gave a small nod before taking another big drag of his beer.
and you would be lying if you said you couldnโt feel rafeโs stare on you, it was deep almost like he could see right through you.
โyou okay, cupcake? you look tense.โ jj asked, his hands moving to rub your shoulders in a joking tone.
if jj's hands hadn't been on you, rafe might have laughed at the 'cupcake' nickname. but seeing those pogue hands on you, feeling jealousy course through his veins like poison. "here," topper handed him another beer, "looks like you need this."
you could just see rafeโs expression in your mind even though he was a long way behind you and you knew if you didnโt go back to him you would be in big big trouble.
โi-i need to go.. i think rafe is like angry or something, sorry. it was really nice to meet you guys.โ you sat up and brushed the sand from your shorts and hurried back to rafe with a pacing heart. you left so fast you couldnโt even hear or see the wink and โgoodbye cupcakeโ from jj.
rafe watched you practically scramble away from the pogues, your small figure moving quickly through the sand toward him. the moment you were within reaching distance, his hand shot out to grab your waist, pulling you firmly into his side and away from the crowd. his jaw was tight, eyes dark as he looked down at you. "where you goin', princess?"
โi was coming to you, rafey.โ your voice was small and obedient, almost scared. you finally looked up at him, bracing yourself. this wasnโt the first time you had been scared of rafe, everyone told you it wasnโt normal but for you it was.
a smirk curved his lips, but it wasn't friendly, it was possessive. "really now?" his thumb traced low circles on your hip, dangerously close to places a friend's hand shouldn't be. "seemed like you were having a blast over there with your new pogue friends. especially that jj kid." he leaned down, voice dropping to a whisper only you could hear.
โyeah.. iโm sorry for going off with the pogues, rafey. i missed you and i shouldโve stayed..โ you say, your eyes big and soft.
he didn't respond immediately, his jaw clenched tightly as he led you into the quiet beach house, away from prying eyes and ears. once inside, he released you abruptly and turned to face you, his eyes dark with unhappiness. "yeah, you seem really fucking sorry."
you was taken aback by his sharp tone and dark eyes. it wasnโt like rafe. he usually would tell you everything alright and whisper sweet nothings into your ear, but not tonight.
โrafe-โ you started.
"don't," he snapped, stepping closer and backing you up against the wall near the kitchen. his hands slammed on either side of your head, caging you in. "don't you fucking dare use that innocent voice on me, princess. you ran over there like you couldn't wait to get away from me. laughing at his stupid jokes, letting him touch you."
โiโm sorry rafe, sarah invited me there and i couldnโt say i felt really really bad and i just- i just- got carried away. please forgive me..โ you voice cracked, eyes getting deeper and sadder.
the sight of your eyes watering, the crack in your voice, it usually had him caving immediately, wrapping you in his arms and kissing your forehead until you smiled again. but tonight, he held his ground, the jealousy still burning hot in his chest. he stared down at you, his expression unreadable and unnervingly silent for a long moment.
you knew this wasnโt the rafe you was used to but in your little brain you just couldnโt understand why he was so upset and quiet with you.
โwhatโs wrong.. why are you being weird with me? i promise iโll never step foot near a pogue in my life rafe!โ you said, hoping to cheer him up, hoping he will sit you on his lap and tell you how much he loves having you as a best friend.
"you think this is about pogues?" his voice was low, dangerous, barely controlled. the wall behind you felt colder than the ocean at midnight. "you think I give a single fuck about pogues, princess?" his hands remained caged around you, his body pressing closer until there was no space left between you. "i watched you for twenty minutes straight."
you flinched at his loud tone and shout. โthen whatโs wrong, rafe. talk to me pleaseโฆโ
"I'm fucking in love with you," he said abruptly, his voice rough and raw. the words hung heavy in the air between them, finally breaking through the silence that had been suffocating both of them. his hands moved from the wall to cup your face gently but firmly.
you didnโt expect it. you didnโt expect someone like rafe to be in love with you, this whole time you had believed he was just your best friend but deep down you knew it made sense. โrafe..โ
"don't look at me like that," he murmured, his thumbs stroking your wet cheeks gently. his intense gaze bored right into your innocent, confused eyes. "i tried to be just your best friend, princess. i tried so fucking hard to be platonic with you." his hand moved to grip your chin, tilting your head back. "but you make it impossible."
โrafe-โ you start, even thought you was unsure of what to say, unsure of what to think. you soften in his grip feeling safe.
"You walk around in tiny bikinis, giggling and laughing, with no fucking idea how it drives me crazy. You sleep in my t-shirts and climb into my bed every time you're scared. You call me rafey and sit on my lap and hug me like I'm your favorite person in the worlld."
โyou are my favourite person in the world, rafey.โ you bat your eyelashes up at him.
that did it. his composure snapped. "fuck.โ he growled against your lips, not even waiting for permission as his mouth crashed into yours hard and desperate. he lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist instinctively as he walked you backwards to the nearest couch. "been wanting to do this since i saw you,"
you pull your panties off, you knew you wanted this too, always wanted it from him. every time you felt his grip on you or you sat on his lap you knew this is what you needed. too innocent to say anything, too scared to say anything. but now, it was happening.
he groaned into your mouth as he felt your panties slide off, his hands gripping your ass tightly. He broke the kiss only to pull back and look at you, his eyes dark with desire and something softer, a longing that had been building for years. "You want this too?"
โyes, rafey. i needed this.. for so long. iโve always been so needy for you.โ you moaned as he freed himself, his long girthy length hitting against your waist.
"fuck." he breathed, positioning himself at your entrance. one hand grabbed your hip while the other gripped the back of your head, tilting your face up to look at him. "say it again. say how needy you are for me, princess." he pressed just the tip inside and waited, his body trembling with control. waiting to hear those words fall from your innocent lips.
โiโm so needy for you rafe.โ you moaned out, feeling yourself getting wetter for him, for his cock.
"good girl," he murmured, pushing in another inch, testing your readiness. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, princess. make up for all those nights I held you instead of touching you like this." he thrust deeper with those words, filling you completely and making you gasp.
โoh rafe!โ you gasped out, feeling yourself get filled up and seeing the belly buldge. your hands cupped his cheeks as he drove himself into you harder and harder.
not my best work ๐
Irish baddies letโs rise up โโ
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That is toxic!rafe gets soft with bimbo!Reader and they go on a date? Iโm sorry I donโt really like how manipulative he is lol ๐ญ๐ญ
โwhat?โ rafe asked, sitting down on the bed next to you while you sulked. โis it about the guy from the country club? itโs one less guys chasing your ass. you should be thanking me.โ his arm draped lazily over your waist, pulling you over to him. โwhy are you pouting?โ
โitโs not about that.โ you say sharply, looking down at your hands. it wasnโt like you to be all short and moody with rafe.
"then what is it?" he asked impatiently, his fingers tapping against your hip bone. he hated when you were like this, quiet and sulky. It made him feel like he had to coax the happiness out of you, and that annoyed him.
โitโs just- sarahโs been hanging out with john B and his pogue thinks and we was supposed to go for brunch together and she forgot about it..โ you say, looking up at rafe with big eyes.
his jaw tightened at the mention of them. his sister ditching you for a brunch date she promised to go to, prioritizing them instead. "she's with that john B, huh?" His voice was flat, controlled, but his thumb pressed harder into your hip. "whatever. she's always been pathetic. doesn't deserve you as a best friend anyway."
โyou donโt get it rafe. itโs not about if i deserve her or not itโs the fact she forgot about me.โ you could feel your face burning now, on the edge of tears already.
"you're pathetic too, getting all worked up over her," rafe muttered, his tone sharp and dismissive. he propped himself up on an elbow, looking down at you with that familiar scorn curling his lips. "she's a glorified charity case, running around with those island trash. and you're sulking like a little kid because she forgot your precious brunch date?"
โrafe- thatโs mean. iโm allowed to feel upset..โ your voice cracked and the tears fell, big fat tears rolled down your cheeks as your bottom lip jutted out even more.
he hated seeing you cry almost as much as he hated admitting he was wrong. rafe wiped his thumb under your eye roughly, smudging the tears. โstop. i'll take you out. better than brunch. we'll go to that stupid Italian place you like." his voice was gruff but the offer was soft. "just stop crying, okay?"
you wasnโt used to rafe being soft- or somewhat soft but you liked it. you liked it way more than his rough handling and when he actually showed the slightest bit of compassion you felt cared for, cared for by your best friend.
he smiled down at you and picked you up like you weighed nothing. โgo get dressed.โ he says, planting a small kiss to your forehead.
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โyou look pretty, you going out with sarah?โ rafe asked you, his eyes skimming over your little outfit.
โno, rafey, iโm going on a date!โ you beamed at him, expecting your so called best friend to be happy for you. but then again, this was rafe cameron.
rafeโs expression shifted slightly, a flicker of something dangerous passing through his eyes before he masked it with a smile. โa date?โ he repeated, his voice carefully neutral. โwith who?โ he asked.
โoh some guy who works at the country club. heโs really sweet and cute and i thought i just give it a shot.โ you say back, innocently as always.
โsweet and cute,โ he echoed flatly, clearly not entertained by the idea. โyou donโt even know what guys are like in bed, angel, and your giving a guy from the country club a chance? a pogue? seriously?โ his voice calm with that small hint of manipulation.
โwell.. itโs not like anythingโs actually going to happen. itโs a small little date.โ you say, rafeโs words slowly creeping into your mind. he was right, you didnโt know what guys where like in bed, you knew not to mess with pogues.
his jaw tightened. "just a fun little date," he repeated slowly, like he was tasting the words and finding them disgusting. "with some other guy touching you, looking at you, buying you dinner to get in your pants.โ
he leaned closer, voice dropping low. "you know he doesn't actually want you."
you felt your face flush. what if rafe was right? what if he just wanted to get in your pants? โbut rafey, iโve been so excited for this all week. he seems like a genuine guy.โ your voice was small and unsure now unlike your earlier excited tone.
"mhm, I'm sure he does," rafe murmured softly, he pulled you up onto his lap so you now sat right on his expensive khakis, his thumb brushing soothing circles on your knee. "but what if he's just saying that to get you to open your legs for him, hm? you're so innocent, you wouldn't even know if he was lying to you."
you bite your lip, fidgeting with the ring rafe gave you, the ring that looked suspiciously like a engagement ring, the ring that was gave to you to claim you as his. โokay, okay, i wonโt go.โ
"good," he replied simply, his thumb stopping its soothing motion to gently squeeze your knee possessively. "you're too good for some random guy. if you wanna go out, I'll take you out. I'll buy you dinner, hold your hand, open car doors for you."
โyour such a good friend, rafey.โ you smile softly at him.
his lips curled into a small, satisfied smile at your words. he was such a good manipulator, making you think he had your best interests at heart when really he just didn't want any other guy having you. he stood up from his seat and walked around the table.
โbut what if i go to the country club again and heโs on shift and he mentions me blowing him off?โ you suddenly ask.
rafe turned to you with a charming smile. โdonโt worry about, baby. iโll sort it out.โ he said softly.
later that day you found out that rafe had somehow someway got that guy fired from the country club and restricted from all of the kook area.
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rafe knew exactly how you and him became friends and he still couldnโt believe it. your so shy, inexperienced and he thinks your just pathetically cute in a way. but rafe, rafe was just him. he had been plotting on you for weeks before you two became friends. the minute he saw you at that party in that little pink and white bow bikini he knew he needed you. but god, if someone had told past rafe you out of all people trusted him enough to be your best friend he wouldnโt believe it.
you always labelled each-other as best friends but rafe was anything but platonic to you. he always had to have a hand on your body, hip, lower back or even breast at times. and sometimes he will say things that you are certain are just friends things but everyone else knows there not. when your at parties in your small outfits his eyes linger where a friends shouldnโt. but rafe just had a way with manipulating you and just convincing you it was all just normal. he would say things like โsโokay, weโre friends, right?โ
it was another saturday night which meant another big party from topper. you were glued to rafeโs hip the whole time, of course. but you where awfully quiet sat next to him while he counted up the dollar bills. usually, you talked his ear off but not tonight.
his blue eyes scanned over your face and followed down to whatever your eyes where looking at it. he hoped it wasnโt him, he hoped you hadnโt copped on and realised what heโs being doing is wrong. but it wasnโt that.
โhey, whats goinโ on in that pretty head, huh?โ he coaxed.
โi dunno, rafe. iโm jusโ not feeling the best tonight. iโm tired and-and these boys keep coming up to me and asking if i need a drink when your busy.โ you whined, leaning your head against his broad shoulder.
you watched as rafeโs expression darkened at the mention of men approaching you, you knew he didnโt like that, rafe just wanted you to himself. โdonโt worry about it, baby.โ he murmured into your hair, his voice low and soothing. โiโll handle it.โ
โyour so nice to me, rafey.โ you slurred, tired and uncoordinated from drinks.
โhere, iโll give you a little something to make you feel better.โ he whispered. you watched as he dipped a finger into the white substance infront and tilted your head back, smearing it on your gums.
โi donโt like the taste.โ you said.
โi know itโs gross, but you know iโd never give you something bad, right?โ he cooed, knowing exactly what buttons to press. โyou know iโll take good care of you, baby.โ
you nod along.
he smiled, he loved knowing he had you right where he wanted. he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. โthatโs my good girl, you know i only want whatโs best for you.โ
you nod again, the powder dissolving with your salvia and working through your system. โmhm, thatโs why your my best friend ever..โ
he let out a soft laugh, pulling you tighter against him. his fingers found the hem of your bikini top that heโd originally picked out for you to wear, tugging it slightly so it sat lower on your chest.
the coke had hit you hard now. rafe had only given you this once and this time it was worse. you couldnโt see straight anymore, everyone and everything was going blurry.
โrafey, what you doing..โ
โiโm adjusting your top, baby.. it was riding up.โ he said smoothly, his voice innocent while his thumb brushed against the swell of your breast beneath the fabric.
you didnโt say anything, your pupils where now fully dilated, your movements where sluggish. perfect. this is what rafe needed, nobody would suspect a thing if they saw you with him especially when heโs holding you so protectively.
โletโs go somewhere more quieter, yeah?โ he said, whispering in your ear.
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