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Rafe Cameron x Original Character

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Minors DNI, 18+ (PinV, fingering, oral, dirty talk, etc).

In which two bestfriends discover their requited lust for each other, and decide wether or not to act on it...

Under the dim glow of Romeo and Juliet, the movie allocated to Miss Lawrence’s class to watch in period 3, Katherine sits in the back left corner beside her best friend Rafe. Throughout the film, the pair laugh, making jabs at Carloe Carlei’s adaptation of the classic. The two much preferred Lurhmann’s, especially after watching Great Gatsby. The two of them continue to whisper to each other, thankful that the substitute's main priority was playing candy crush on her phone.

“Honestly, I just don’t think love is worth fucking up your whole life over.” Katherine states hotly, earning a scoff out of Rafe.

Katherine’s dad was a drunk, and hadn’t slept in the same room as her mother since she was seven. Love to her was just this idea that people made to make the concept of living a whole less shit, but she didn’t buy into ideals.

“That’s because you’ve never been in love, Kitty.” Rafe says in return, turning to face her.

Rafe was a romantic type, he’d been in and out of relationships since he was 14. He fell for every girl he’d ever been with, and right now he was going strong in his current relationship to Jennifer Hayes.

“I’m just saying that if ‘love’ is anything like what I’ve witnessed in my seventeen years of living, I think I’d be better off alone.” Kat rebuttals sharply

Rafe knew better than to challenge her, especially giving into account her home situation.

“You love me though, right?” he asks, his eyes locked on her right temple as she faced the screen

Katherine hesitates before turning to meet his gaze, her mouth opening before she speaks “It’s a different kind of love.”

They leave it as that, the school bell ringing through the room. Katherine stands up and beelines it for the door, Rafe following after her. The day continues on, and the two meet after school at Rafe's car, they agree that the day as a whole was boring, and too long for its own good.

“Thank god it’s Friday.” Katherine remarks, plopping down on the seat of his car.

As soon as Rafe turns on the engine, Katherine's fingers instantly move to turn up the AC, trying to combat the one hundred degree weather cast down on their town. The drive was quiet to Rafe’s house, as well as walking up to his room. Sitting on Rafe’s king sized bed, Kat picks up her school bag and rummage’s through it, before pulling out a white bikini.

“Okay, turn around.” she mutters, her voice doing nothing to hide her state of tiredness after the school day.

Without a thought, Rafe turns around allowing her to get changed. Listening to her clothes fall to the floor, Rafe glances up for a moment, his eyes looking over the back side of her body. God, he could finish in his pants right then and there. It’s not every day you see the girl of your dreams bending over in a bikini that does nothing to hide her curves and figure. His eyes continue to track over her, seeing the outline of her pussy beneath the white fabric.He scolds himself, looking back down to the floor.

After she gets changed, they swap positions so he can do the same.

“Hurry up, Rafe I’m sweating like a pig.” she complains, her arms crossed over her chest as she stares at a plain white wall, goodness Rafe could use some interior designing.

“Okay, okay be patient, Kitty.” he says, pulling on his swimmer, that now sat uncomfortably against his growing length.

He adjusts himself for a few moments, before telling her she can turn. Katherine books in for the door, desperate to cool down on this hot summer day, which was unusual in San Francisco. She runs down the stairs to Rafe’s ground floor and waits for him to open the fenced off pool.

Rafe can’t help but watch her perfect ass jiggle with each step down the stairs, hopefully Kat wouldn’t notice how tight his pants were getting. He opens the gate for Katherine, and Kat quickly jumps into the water, not waiting to acclimatise, which she soon regrets now that her white bikini wasn’t so opaque against her hard nipples.

She chooses to ignore it, doggy paddling from end to end. Rafe sits at the shallow end on the steps, watching her swimming, making sure his forearm was positioned over his lap, attempting to keep some of his dignity. After a few minutes, Katherine swims over to him, placing her chin on his knee, to which he curses himself, praying she wouldn’t notice his erection.

“Why don’t you swim? You’re so boring.” Katherine jokes, looking up at his sweaty face, which was filled with tension.

“Fuck just… just give me a minute, Katherine.” Rafe replied bluntly, avoiding her gaze, which he instantly regrets, seeing the sadness on her face at his anger. She shifts away quickly, a wave of humiliation hitting her like a ton of bricks.

“Kitty I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be a dick.” Rafe says solemnly, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, forgetting why it was covering him in the first place.

Katherine replies quickly, shifting beside him to get out of the water “It’s fine.”

Katherine is a shitty liar.

Rafe follows quickly after her, jumping out of the water and grabbing her arm, pulling her to him. She turns to face him, her chest bumping his. She doesn’t just feel his chest though, she feels his hard on pressing against her lower stomach, and she could really feel it. She found her mind wandering to how it would feel in her hand, or pussy, or any hole for that matter; Her dirty thoughts were interrupted by Rafe’s deep voice.

“Let me make it up to you, Kat.” he says, leading her back inside

Katherine’s heart rate increases, wondering just how he would ‘make it up to her’. Rafe had a girlfriend, right? She couldn’t let him throw that away for pleasure, and she certainly couldn’t throw seven years of friendship away for a hookup. Her anxiety is muted when they sit down on the couch and Rafe states “Let’s watch a movie, your choice.”

Katherine mentally curses herself and the pool of wetness between her legs, of course, how could she be so stupid. “You already know I’m picking Clueless.” she replies, making Rafe groan.

Katherine wasn’t a fan of the film, no, but she knew Rafe ‘hated that girly shit’, which was shocking for a guy who’s girlfriend was the spitting image of every other ‘all american bitch’. Blonde, cheerleader, favourite colours pink… don’t forget she ‘likes cars’ and ‘plays video games’. Kat was nothing like her, she wasn’t goth or anything, but she certainly didn’t shop at Brandy Melville (which she wouldn’t admit knowing how political the world is now).

It made Katherine insecure, she’d had a crush on Rafe for years now that was never reciprocated because 1. Kat was too afraid to admit her feelings for him, and 2. Rafe had a type– Not Katherine.

So for the last three years she’d been in love with him, and instead of him between her legs, she’d settle for her own hand.

As they watched the film, Rafe’s eyes kept dropping to Kat’s body. She was just so perfect. Her legs were long, and led up to a gorgeous ass. Her torso looked like is was sculpted by Michelangelo, and her tits– he could hand fuck himself right then and there looking at her. Throughout the movie he had to exit for the bathroom three times before they had even made it an hour in, continuing to have to adjust himself, I mean, was Katherine really that ditzy? Could she not see that he was desperate to wrap those thighs around his head and taste that perfect pussy?

They continued to watch the film, though, both of them were in their own worlds. You could cut through the tension in the room with a knife if you wanted to.

“Thank fuck that’s over.” Rafe says getting up quickly from his seated position, awkwardly positioning his arm against his crotch again.

“Yeah… yeah let’s go to your room Katherine says softly, peeling her thighs off of his leather couch before following him upstairs to his room.

They follow the same routine as earlier, but this time, it was taking turns in the shower. Rafe goes first, and as soon as he leaves, Katherine lays down on his bed, groaning as she slips a hand down her bikini bottoms, feeling her wetness cling onto her fingers from just a dip into her hole. In the heat of the moment, she moves her finger up slightly to circle against her sensitive bud, which was now swollen and red with desperation.

A whimper exits her mouth as she draws lazy circles, getting lost in the pure pleasure of the moment. Rafe finishes showering, and walks to his room, but stops at the door, hearing the soft moans of his best friend through the wood that was now pressed against his ear. He opens the door, hearing her curse softly, as she removes her hand from her bikini and sits upright, wishing on every star there is that he didn’t witness her getting off in his room. On his bed.

He doesn’t say anything, walking over to where she was sitting on the bed. Katherine felt so exposed, being in just her tiny white bikini, while he was in sweatpants and a shirt. A blush creeps onto her face, the proximity being almost too much for Kat.

“Don’t be nervous, Kitty.” Rafe says, which practically confirms that Kat was caught jerking off by her best friend, as if she was some fucking school boy.

“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was-” she begins speaking but is cut of by Rafe’s own voice

“Kat, do you know how hard it is for me not to bend you over every time you put on these tiny bikinis? Every time you lay in my bed? Whenever your asleep and I’m on the floor, you just look so fucking helpless? I could fucking eat you up, Kitty. You’re so perfect.” Rafe says, his voice an octave deeper than usual.

Kat was at a loss for words, all this time her best friend had requited these sexual fantasies, and she was too blind to see it. Before she could reply he continued. “You know what you're doing though, don’t you? Wearing those crop tops… skirts so short I can see those pretty lace panties of yours every time you bend over. I mean don’t you know I have a girlfriend, Kitty? And now you leave me jacking off ten times a day thinking about how good you’d feel wrapped around my cock.”

Before she can say anything back to him, he gets down on his knees in front of where she is sat on the edge of the bed; His face is so close to her thick thighs it was almost disorienting for them both.

“Say yes. Please baby. Say you want me too.” Rafe begs, before placing soft kisses on the skin just above her knee.

“Yes, yes. I want you, Rafe.” Katherine replies with no hesitation in her voice, which made Rafe’s cock jump. I want you, Rafe. Four words he’d been desperate to hear for years.

He continued kissing her thighs, making his way up to her core, which Katherine spots, spreading her legs slightly. At that, Rafe’s fingers wrap around the strings of her bikini, looking up at her as he pulls them down past her knees.

“Lay down, baby.” he insists, his hands massaging the back of her knees as he looks up into Katherine’s eyes.

She nods, still too nervous to form words. Katherine lays back, her heading hitting a soft pillow; She bends her legs, giving Rafe a better position to see her, to which he smirks, knowing she was just as fucking desperating as him.

It made him feel good when girls wanted to fuck him. When girls got off as much as he did. Some guys didn’t care about making a girl feel good, but he wanted nothing more than to feel a girl cumming all over his cock, or tongue.

Rafe pulls her bikini bottoms all the way off, tossing them on the floor beside them, before leaning up to place soft kisses on her thigh, scoring a soft moan out of Katherine, who was now throbbing uncontrollably. Rafe wanted nothing more than to take a photo of this, of her pretty pink pussy, covered in arousal all for him. His kisses make their way to Kat’s core, his nosing bumping against her clit as he inhaled her scent; so fucking sweet.

He took his first taste, licking a strip from her hole back up to her little clit. Katherine fought to suppress her moans, but let out a soft whimper at the sweet sensation.

Katherine was a virgin, as embarrassing as it is. She was always so fucking shy unless she was with her friends, and she certainly didn’t want to drag them along to an awkward first time. Kat wasn’t embarrassed but she wasn’t exactly proud of her virtue; At least keeping her sex life on the down low avoided being called a prude or a slut.

“I want to hear all those pretty voices, Kitty.” Rafe insisted, his voice and lips vibrating against her core, causing even more friction for Kat.

Rafe brings two fingers up to her pussy, using them to spread her lips and get a better view of her clit, which he would soon begin his assault on. Before he begins, he stares for a moment, he’d never seen such a view. He could tell that Katherine was tense, and needed him to relieve it, so he began swirling his tongue around her.

She moans loudly, never getting such a strong sensation before. Her calves tense as she grinds her hips into his face, eager for more. His two fingers delve into her tight hole quickly, making Katherine whimper, and shut her legs slightly, the pleasure being almost too much.

His fingers search for the spongey feel of her g spot, and on finding it, he thrusts his fingers out so quick Katherine could hardly form a thought. The feeling of Rafe’s rough tongue on her clit, and fingers in her pussy was bringing Katherine quickly to release, and once that release hit her, her eyes rolled so far back into her head, she wondered if she’d ever be able to see again.

She moaned furiously, but after a few seconds she began to whimper, the stimulation after her orgasm being far too much. Rafe slowed down his assault, letting her ride out the orgasm.

“Good?” he ask, looking up at her, taking in her panting.

“Y-yes. Thank you.” she said, not looking at him yet, still tired from her orgasm.

“Don’t thank me, baby.” he replied softly, and he fucking meant it. He’d worship the ground she walked on if he could, even if she didn’t fucking appreciate it.

“D’you want more, Kitty?” he asks, praying she’ll say yes so he can finally grind his cock into her, rather than the bed his hips were anchored on.

She nodded quickly, to which Rafe groaned, leaning up to place sloppy kisses on her neck. Katherine tilts her head back, allowing more space for Rafe to to bury his face into. Rafe's fingers quickly untie the back of her bikini top, removing it and discarding it with the bottoms. He looks over her chest, taking a mental image of those perfect breasts.

Katherine’s fingers find the bottom of Rafe’s shirt, signalling to take it off; She’d began feeling vulnerable being completely undressed for Rafe. Rafe didn’t say a word, just slipping off his white t-shirt and tossing it on the floor; as well as his sweatpants which was a bonus.

Kat couldn’t help but let her eyes track over his figure– He was athletic, but no one called him a jock because he certainly didn’t partake in jock culture. He had an amazing build. Soft abs, large biceps, and just the right amount of meat on his bones.

“You’re really…. You’re really pretty, Rafe.” Katherine spat out sheepishly, the first words she’d said since the movie.

“You like it, Kitty?” he said, leaning up to meet her eyes, his body pressed over hers.

She nods, and to that Rafe smiles, pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. Kat could feel how hard Rafe was against her pussy, and could hardly hold back from getting on top of his cock, and warming it for as long as she could. She was itching to be close to him, to feel him inside of her.

Rafe pulled down his boxers, sitting up on his knees to position his cock against her core. He tapped it against her arousal, wetting the tip perfectly to slide into her. Finally, he pushed himself into her, not making it much further than just the head of his dick, as she was too nervous to let herself relax.

“Fuck, baby… breathe, yeah?” he said into her ear in attempts to relax her.

She deeply inhaled, her arms wrapped around his neck as he pushed himself deeper into her, leading to a few moans exiting her lips. After a few thrusts, he was balls deep, her walls pressed tightly against his thick length.

He sat up, taking in the sight of his best friend underneath him, taking his cock perfectly. He feels her start to loosen up, to which he starts thrusting slowly into her. Katherine moaned loudly, his tip hitting perfectly against her g-spot. The pleasure was almost dizzying, and only got better as he sped up the pace.

Rafe’s hips crushed against her, as he groaned into her neck, his teeth biting softly as the skin just above her pulse point. “You’re so fucking pretty baby, taking me so well. My pretty baby.” he said, looking down at her tits that were bouncing with every shake of the bed.

She could do nothing but nod and moan, completely cock drunk off of him. She wished this pleasure could last forever, feeling her climax rising.

“Fuck, I’m gonna fuck you full of my babies.” he said, kissing her temple.

“I-I’m not on birth control.” Katherine says bringing it to his attention, although she didn’t ask him to stop.

“I know, baby, but she wants it. She’s begging to take my cum.” Rafe groans, referring to her pussy, his calves tensing up as he reaches a climax.

Katherine feels herself clench up around him, digging her nails into his back, and letting her teeth bite down onto his neck, the feelings becoming far too much for her first time. Feeling this increased tightness, Rafe finishes inside her, slowing his pace down to a stop.

He keeps his cock inside her, letting her warm him for a little longer, not wanting to lose the sensation of her throbbing around him.

“You did so well for me baby.” he compliments, finally pulling out his cock from her pussy.

He observes as his seed drips out of her pussy, contrasting well against the perfect red-pink shade of her core. “I really liked it, Rafe.” she says, not knowing exactly how to compliment good sex.

Rafe lays down beside her, kissing her lips once more before replying. “Yeah? I’m all yours, Kitty.” he says which makes Katherine double back.

No he wasn’t, he had a fucking girlfriend. The post orgasm clarity hit her like no other. She was the mistress. The other woman. She’d just let a taken guy fuck her dumb, and take her virtue.

“What about… what about Jennifer?” Katherine enquires, guilt flooding her mind.

“Don’t worry about her.” he says nonchalantly, which makes Katherine almost scoff.

How could he be so heartless? If Jennifer found out she would be so hurt.

“Are you serious? She’s yours. You’re gonna break her heart if she finds out!” Kat protests

“I’ll leave her then, baby. I want to be with you.” Rafe insists, kissing her cheek

This shuts Katherine up for a moment, but more negative thoughts fill her mind just as fast as they’d left.

“If you could cheat on Jennifer, you could cheat on me.” Kat says, which makes Rafe sit up straight.

Rafe didn’t know how to respond, trying to find the words to rebuttal this claim. The silence fills Katherine with even more fear, giving her more room to stress.

“I love you more than I’ve ever loved someone, Katherine. I’ll show you every day. Give us a chance, please.” Rafe says, taking her hand and placing a kiss on it.

“Yeah? Will you?” she says, smiling furiously, and leaning up to kiss him again, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Yes, Katherine.” he says before they both fall back onto the bed, Katherine’s head laying on his chest as they both take the time to be skin-to-skin.