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[4rafe]

DINNER || R. CAMERON

summary; rafes idea of dinner was different than the normal dinner

warnings; not proofread!! , public sex (?), fingering

a / n; trust , im working on ceo!rafe but this was the closest thing to being done so i just finished it off. didnt wanna leave u guys hanging <3

there you were, sitting at the wooden dinner table in a fancy restaurant with your group of friends, and your boyfriend, rafe. even though it was only supposed to be the 3 of you girls, rafe practically begged to come with.

you were already well aware on how protective he was, always wanting to be with you, showing everyone that you belonged to him, and he was not about to let you walk out of the house in your short dress you insisted on wearing without him being right there with you. your friends already knew how he was as well so when you asked them if rafe could tag along, they really didnt seem to mind.

you and rafe sat together, of course, as both your girl-friends sat together infront. for the whole night he had laid his hand on your thigh, his gold rings sat perfectly around his fingers. he intentionally kept his hand so far up your thigh that he was basically in your pussy, making you so wet.

you and your girls chitchatted back and forth between each other, rafe joining in a couple times but mostly stayed silent as he drank his red wine. you didnt pay much attention to rafe that night like you usually do, causing him to become upset from the lack of affection he was receiving from his princess.

as you had continued chatting with your girls, you felt the slow movement of rafes hand sliding across your thigh, inching closer to your dripping wet clit. your beautiful red dress was just short enough that he had easy access to the black thong that covered your clit.

you felt the movement as rafe used his fingers to move your thong out of the way of your soaking wet clit just easy enough that he didnt alert anyone and nobody suspected anything. even though you were alerted by his actions, you didnt say anything and acted like everything was normal in front of your girls.

after rafe managed to get your thong about of his way from your clit, he slowly moved two fingers in between your wet folds making a groan leave your mouth. the noise that escaped your lips alerted your girl-friends, wondering what was happening. they both asked you, "everything okay?" they question awaiting your reason for such a noise.

"cramps, y’know how it gets." you explained to them, which seemed to get them off your back for now. they both easily believed you, understanding how those kind of things get. continuing on with the conversation, they both told such stories about previous events they experienced from cramps and solutions to them.

rafe continuously running his two fingers through your wet folds. he finally seemed to have found your entrance, squeezing his fingers into your tight, dripping wet pussy as he leaned over to whisper in your ear, "god, doll. so fuckin’ wet for me" he said in his low, raspy tone while speeding up the movement of his fingers going in and out of you.

every time he sped up, and the way he pounded his fingers into you made your legs shake. most times you were a loud mess but since you were at dinner; in front of two of your best friends you had to be absolutely silent and make no facial expression which had to be the most challenging thing.

[4rafe]

if anyone wants to be friends or just gets bored and needs to chit chat my inbox is always open!!!!!!!

i feel like so many writers on here may come across as clique-ish or intimidating and i hope u all know that is not me!! i love to make friends and am always excited for new ones!!!!!!! 😁💖🎀💌

[4rafe]

guyyss, i hope u all enjoyed the solar eclipse and were safe while doing so<3

i have a couple fics im working on but id like to get your alls opinion on what i should publish first.

— rafe cameron headcanons (based on a song hehe)

— rafe x reader at dinner

— stepbro!rafe x reader

— ceo!rafe x secretary!reader

please comment / reply, or repost with which fic you would like to see!!

[4rafe]

My girl can not end like that ! It was so good

dont you worry, my dear. ୨ৎ

part 2 right here — MY GIRL (PT.2)

[4rafe]

Would love my girl part 2 how rafe finds her and sees marks on her neck

MY GIRL (PT.2) || R. CAMERON

part 1 — my girl

summary; rafe was determined to kill anyone who ever hurt you but when you asked differently of him, he complied.

warnings; not proofread!!, marks on r's neck, mention of wanting to kill (?)

a/n; was hoping someone would ask for this, im so glad you guys enjoyed it!! <3

— masterlist

ending of part 1; as rafe got to his truck, he grabbed his gun out from under the driver seat and placed it in the back of his pants because he didnt know what to expect, or who but all he knew is that he would do absolutely anything to protect you from harm.

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rafe hopped in his truck, put his key in and flew out of the parking lot and onto the road as fast as he could to get to you. he didnt care how many laws he broke or how fast he was going, you were the one thing that filled his mind and he couldn't think of anything else.

when rafe arrived to the chateau he immediately saw you, jumped out of his truck and ran to you as fast as he could. you were constantly talking to john b to keep him talking and make sure he was still with you from how bad he was beaten.

when you heard his footsteps you looked back to him as your tears fell from your lashline and down your cheek, creating a black streak from your mascara. "please h- help, topper, he -" you yelled to him, hyperventilating from your cries.

rafe came up beside you, standing over john b as you sat beside him trying to help in anyway you could. "fuuckk" rafe mumbled to himself just under his breath. examining what happened and seeing how badly hurt john b was, he crouched down next to you with a hand lining his mouth as he thinks about what to do next.

"help me carry em’ to the truck, aight?" he said softly, turning his head and looking at your pouty, sad face.. thats when he saw it; the marks on your neck. his face dropped, knowing that whoever was brave enough to do this to you knowing who you belonged to was a dead man in seconds and he demanded to know exactly who it was.

he brought his hand up to your neck, lining the area the marks laid on your neck with his fingers. "who the fuck do this to you?" he demanded harshly. no matter how hard you would try to defend whoever did this or hide their name from him, rafe would find out who every single time.

rafe couldn't bare to let someone who hurt you like this get away with it and he never did. when he asked you, you turned to him in fear, pouting. you gave him that sad look that told him everything he needed to know.

you saw rafe become tense when he realized who did it to you, "m’ gonna kill that m’fucker." he said with a raspy tone. as much as a dick topper could be, and how he treated you he deserved a lot of karma but there was no telling what rafe would do. "rafe, no." you said firm, "please just help me get john b outta’ here, yeah?" you pleaded of him with puppy dog eyes he just couldn't resist.

rafe rolled his eyes because he knew he wasnt going to do anything since you asked of him and he of course, could never resist anything you asked of him. "yeah yeah, lets get em’ up." he responded softly, his voice trailing off as he reached down to help get john b up. you placed one of john b's arms around your shoulder and his other arm was placed around around rafes shoulder.

you both helped him walk to the truck, laying him down in the backseat. john b moaned from the pain as his nose and head bled out. rafe closed the back door and followed you to the passenger side, opening the door to let you in and closing it for you.

rafe enjoyed knowing that you were safe, he could keep eyes on you whenever (as if he doesn't already), and it gave him comfort but he already knew now that he may not do anything bad to topper like he had planned, he was definitely going to leave a message for him.

as rafe walked around the truck to the driver side and hopped in, you said to john b, "just hang on, ’kay? we'll get you fixed up". rafe got out of there as fast as he could, once again, speeding and breaking laws but he didnt care because it was all for you which made it worth it.

rafe grabbed your hand in his and turned to admire your pretty face, "when we get home we'll take care of that neck, yeah?" he said to you with a smile as he swapped his vision back and forth between the road and you. you nodded to him, it made you so happy knowing that rafe loved caring for you like this.

[4rafe]

what arguing with rafe cameron is like.. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

authors note: request found here, i actually wrote this awhile ago and thought it was perfect for this!

warnings: established relationship

“rafe!” you whine, the tears collecting in your lashline. “are you even listening to me?” you yell out, stomping your foot against the floor when he just rolls his eyes, he was hardly paying attention which only ceased to upset you more. you think to yourself, ‘who could blame you?’ he was just so mean. it was too much for your brain as well as to your sensitive heart.

“what do you want me to say? huh?” he grumbles, he's trying to control himself from just up and leaving back to the party downstairs in tannyhill, he really is. he thought the whole thing was ridiculous. you, throwing a tantrum at him because some girl was in your eyes, way too touchy when he was pushing product, saying she didn’t have to touch his hand for the little baggie as long as she did.

but to you it was so much more than two extra seconds. you saw how she always giggled in a corner with her friends when he was around, liking every single post on his instagram expect for the ones with you in them, even commenting little things in most. always lowering her top and pushing up her tits before applying a new coat of lipstick when she was heading his way.

but to him, rafe had decided long ago you were the one for him. you were the one that he was going to take care of, the one he was going to love and pump full of cameron babies so that one day you could be his little housewife.

so, what was the big deal?

“can't just.. can't just freak out on me like that, alright? got business shit to take care of and you cannot be latching onto me just because you think some.. some coked up chick is gonna make a move, okay?” he stresses, walking closer to you now.

when you let out a small whimper in response, he freezes just a little, seeing you let your head fall as you look down at your heels, feeling stuck in what to reply because really — you didn't want to argue with him. you hated it more than anything. you wanted to be good for him, you just hated seeing the sight of some random girl cuddling up to him.

rafe sucks in a deep breath and sighs, biting his lip. he wasn't going to continue trying to sweep this under the rug, downplaying it when it was clear that this was important to you. so, he clenches his fist and tongues at his cheek, and starts nodding to himself. “yeah.. uh. yeah, alright- okay. fine.” he admits, thinking to himself too how he would react if some dude was creeping up in his girls space.

“just want you to understand me rafe," you say softly. the tears that collected in your eyes now freely falling. "i know, i know.. i'm sorry okay? i understand baby.. i do.” he coos, walking closer and sitting you down at the edge of his bed, squatting in front of you.

“hey, hey look at me.” he says while moving his left hand to your cheek, stroking it softly— one of your favorite things rafe did. “im.. i'm sorry, baby. i'm sorry. should've been more.. nice to you.”

you sniffle, leaning your head into his cheek. “oh rafey.. was just.. was just so upset and i took it out on you.. i'm sorry papi, .. am i.. am i bad?” you mewl, mascara dripping down your face. your emotions were really catching up to you. it was all mushing up together, making you feel all overwhelmed.

“no, no baby, you're good. you're good, doll. just take in a few breathes alright? you're fine..” rafe whispers, wiping your tears and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “say it with me doll.. can you do that for me baby?” he speaks softly, smiling at you.

“i'm good. i'm good,” you whisper back, nodding. “there you go baby, just relaxx, doll.” he prompts, dragging out the x's. “we're fine, alright? no chick is gonna steal me away from you, 'kay?” he speaks while pulling strands of your hair behind your ear. “i'll finish up selling and you can cling on my arm ‘till im done. alright, baby?”

“mm, mhm” you mumble with a cheeky smile.

[4rafe]

MY GIRL || R. CAMERON

summary; rafe was always right there when you needed him even for the pogues.

warnings; not proofread, blurb, fighting & choking

a/n; im sorry for such a short fic, currently on vacation hehe

— masterlist

rafes phone laid on the table next to his drink along with his keys as he sat at the bar with his kook friends. he reminded himself to check his phone very often incase you ever needed anything or was in trouble.

a fight had broke out between john b and topper at the chateau which got dirty real quick. it was only you and john b there but you hated seeing your friends get in trouble and be hurt so you tried your best to interfere. topper was so mad that when you got between them he placed both his hands around your neck as john b laid on the ground; bleeding out from how hard topper hit him.

after a few seconds topper had come back to reality and realized what he was doing and what he had already done. he let go of you, taking off and leaving as fast as he could while you fell to your knees on the ground. you gasped and hyperventilated as you were trying to get air flowing again.

"john b.." you said softly, crawling to him in hopes he was still breathing. you took your phone out of your jean shorts back pocket, dialing your boyfriend for help.

as your call came through on rafes phone, vibrating the table and lighting up which caught his attention. he dropped everything to answer, not knowing what to expect. he picked the phone up, hitting the green button to answer and placing his phone up next to his right ear.

"hey baby, whats up?" he asked you through the phone as he brought his beer up to his mouth, taking a drink as he awaited your answer.

"rafe, h-help" you hyperventilated to him, still trying to catch your breath. he immediately knew something really bad had happened and that he had to leave right then and there. "im on my way. stay right there." he demanded of you, not like you were going anywhere anyway.

rafe never needed you to give him your location because he could track it easily and he always did. youre his girl and he always needed to have eyes on you, know where you are at, and make sure you are safe.

rafe quickly placed his phone in his back pocket, grabbed his keys and basically ran out the door as his kook friends called out to him wondering where he was going and why he was leaving.

as rafe got to his truck, he grabbed his gun out from under the driver seat and placed it in the back of his pants because he didnt know what to expect, or who but all he knew is that he would do absolutely anything to protect you from harm.

to be continued.. PT.2

[4rafe]

INNOCENCE || R. CAMERON

warnings; !!not proofread!!, drugs & using of them, alcohol, partying

୨ৎ drugdealer!rafe x innocent!reader

— masterlist

you danced the night away at the party at tannyhill that rafe was hosting with your friends as you held a cup of a red beverage, "fruit punch" that was given to you by a couple of rafes friends.

you had been away from him for too long so you stumbled your way through the crowds of drunk people and blinding lights that hung around tannyhill, trying to find your boyfriend, rafe.

you called out his name softly as loud as you could in hopes for his response, "rafey!!" you yelled as you stumbled and your dress started to come up, exposing the bottom of your ass while drops of your drink fell out of your cup.

when you yelled your voice echoed through the house, which ended up catching some of rafes friends attention especially barry. he hit rafes shoulder, getting his attention. "yo, your girl s’callin for you bro" rafe raised his head from the line of cocaine on the table that all of them had been doing.

he saw you stumble through the group of dancing people that stood a couple feet infront; basically pushing them out of the way on your hunt to find rafe. when he saw your doe eyes and pouty lip he knew you had been looking for him, "baby, c'mere" he yelled to you, voice trailing off as he brought one leg out and pat it signaling for you to come sit.

the sound of his voice calling for you made you gravitate towards him, every step you took you felt the cold hard floor ground beneath your bare feet. before the party started, you insisted on wearing your pretty pink heels but rafe told you not since he knew they would hurt your feet and which they did, hence why you walked around barefoot for the rest of the night.

you walked up to him, stumbling, "rafeyy! i missed you" you had said to him all giggly and smiley. as you sat your exposed ass down on rafes leg, he noticed your dress was sliding up so he adjusted it down; keeping you covered up. "well, looks like you've had sum’ fun tonight, baby." he said to you with a chuckle and you giggled at his response.

you noticed the line of white stuff on the table that they had been doing, you pointed at it, "oohh, is that sugar?? i want some!!" you said all excited, basically jumping on rafes leg. he wrapped his arm around your waist, protecting you from falling off so you dont end up hurting yourself. "’right, calm down a bit there, dear."

you had too much to drink of your "fruit punch", which made you really excited, giggly and smiley; doing everything all at once and one after the other. you continued to sit on rafes leg, turning to him and leaning down to wrap your arms around his neck, laying your head on his shoulder. "rafey, i love you" you giggled and smiled softly into his neck. a few moments you mumbled to yourself, and played with the ends of his hair as you started to slowly drift off.

rafe noticed your quietness which showed you were falling asleep so he picked you up, straddling both your legs around his waist for extra support and putting both his hands just beneath your ass. he stood infront of the couch that barry and the rest of his friends sat on, "wrap this shit up and get these people outta’ my house" rafe demanded of barry, and which he did.

he brought you up the stairs, bringing you to his bedroom so you could rest comfortably. he laid you down on the bed, moving his comforter out of the way so he could take off your clothes so you were comfy. he untied the strings that wrapped around your legs from the pink heels and took them off and from there he worked his way up to your dress.

rafe made you sit up as he untied your lacey bow on the back of your dress and brought your dress up over your head and face, taking it off for you. "there we go," he mumbled to himself, giving him the clarification that he got your clothes off so you could sleep comfortable through the night and wouldnt have to worry about it in the morning.

with your dress and heels off finally, he placed the comforter over you and tucked you in. rafe gave you a soft kiss on your forehead, "goodnight, m’princess" he said to you softly. as he started to walk away you opened your eyes and held out your hand, "rafey, please stay with me" you pleaded of him with a pouty lip.

hearing your plead, he turned and came back to you. he placed his hand on yours and kept a tight grip as he sat down on the bed next to you as he waited for you to fall asleep.

[4rafe]

I'm just a girl 💕

[4rafe]

୨ৎ waking rafe up really early just so you guys could go spend the lovely tropical sunny day at the beach and of course, find seashells. ୨ৎ

— masterlist

a/n; im currently working on a fic so stay tuned for that !! :)

[4rafe]

masterlist

𝜗𝜚; send requests for fics!!

𝜗𝜚; planning to write for more people soon<3

𝜗𝜚; moodboards

𝜗𝜚; recent work; DINNER || R. CAMERON

𝜗𝜚 celebrities

drew starkey

𝜗𝜚 obx

rafe cameron

QUIET

INNOCENCE

MY GIRL & PT.2

DINNER

jj maybank (upcoming)

sarah cameron

𝜗𝜚 the other zoey

zach maclaren

[4rafe]

QUIET || R. CAMERON HEADCANONS

pogue!reader x rafe

— masterlist

୨ৎ you and rafe have your own very spot you meet up at nighttime when you receive a text from him, "i need to see you, now." he demands.

୨ৎ it hurts him to have to act like he hates you when you and the rest of the pogues run into him during your treasure hunt so they don't expect anything.

୨ৎ when you and him meet up at your spot, hidden away from everyone, a place nobody would ever expect that rafe cameron would be with his lover, a pogue.

୨ৎ he fucks you as hard as he can, making sure you knew who owned you. he made sure he to leave a mark showing that you belong to him even if nobody knew who he was.

୨ৎ made sure to show you his gun and so you knew what he was capable of, and to make sure you would never try to keep secrets from him or get with another man.

୨ৎ always made sure you were taken care of, had everything you needed, and whenever you needed something he always tried his best to get it for you or make it happen even if it messed with his fathers plans.

୨ৎ no matter how many times you told him to stop or call you by your real name he still continued to call you, "pogue princess"

୨ৎ showed his toxic, psychological side around everyone, including his own family but you brought out the best in him and as much as he can deny it, he definitely has a soft spot which he only shown around you.

୨ৎ made sure to take you on boat to the mase island where nobody would be around so you two could get some peaceful alone time together.

[4rafe]

𝜗𝜚 ; new york dream with husband, drew <3

— masterlist