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bunnyslxtt · 6 months ago

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DINNER FLIRTATIONS ღ

Warnings: cursing, smut, semi-public?, 18+ MDNI!!

Pairings: Rafe Cameron x Female Kook Reader.

Summary: Rafe and Y/N go to a fancy restaurant on Figure Eight to have a romantic dinner together when a waiter begins to flirt and hit on Y/N.

Author's Note: this is my first fic so, please be kind! 😭 I am going to make a part two soon of people like this fic!

"You're going to love this place," Rafe said with a wink as he opened the car door for you. The valet nodded respectfully as you both strolled hand-in-hand into the dimly lit entrance of Luxe Lumière, the most exclusive restaurant on Kildare Island. The soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses greeted you, mingling with the faint scent of the sea. Rafe had been bragging about this place for weeks, and you could feel your excitement growing with every step. You had been to fancy and exclusive restaurants before but none as exclusive as Luxe Lumière.

You had picked out a stunning dark blue dress that clung to your curves in all the right places, making you feel like a million bucks. It was the kind of dress that made heads turn and whispered compliments follow in its wake. You knew Rafe had noticed - the way his eyes had widened and his smile grew when you'd emerged from the bedroom earlier that night. You were both dressed to the nines, ready to make a night of it.

The maître d' led you and Rafe to a secluded table by the window, the perfect spot to watch the waves roll in under the moon's silver glow. You couldn't help but feel like a celebrity as you were seated, the soft rustle of the dress's fabric accompanying your every move. The candlelight danced in Rafe's eyes as he pulled out your chair, and you felt your heart flutter in response.

As you and your boyfriend perused the menu, a young, overly-charming waiter approached to take your drink orders. His eyes lingered a beat too long on you, and his smile was more flirtatious than friendly. Rafe's grip on the menu tightened, but he said nothing for now. The tension in the air grew palpable as the waiter flirted shamelessly, making suggestive comments about the wine selection that were clearly directed at you.

"I have never seen eyes that gorgeous before," the waiter said with a flirtatious grin before continuing, "I think you may just be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen come into this restaurant." You gave him a nervous smile, feeling very uncomfortable but you just wanted to let the whole thing go. Rafe, however, couldn't let it slide. He could feel his blood simmering with every over-the-top compliment and wink the waiter sent your way. "Could we have a different waiter, please?" He finally snapped, his voice low and tight. The waiter's smile faltered, but he nodded and retreated without a word. The silence that fell between them was heavy, and you reached out to place your hand on his forearm. "It's okay." You whispered, trying to soothe the sudden storm in his eyes.

The replacement waiter arrived, a middle-aged man with a no-nonsense air about him. He took their orders without batting an eyelash at your beauty, his eyes never straying from his notepad. Rafe visibly relaxed, taking a sip of his water and scanning the room to ensure there were no more unwelcome admirers nearby. But the damage was done. The romantic bubble they'd been in had been pierced, and the evening felt tainted by the unwanted attention.

The meal was exquisite, each dish a symphony of flavors that danced on your tongue. You picked at your food, the earlier excitement replaced by a simmering annoyance at the earlier waiter's audacity. Rafe, on the other hand, had become quiet, his jaw clenched as he chewed. The romantic chatter had dwindled, and the air between them was thick with unspoken words.

Finally, unable to bear the tension any longer, you whispered, "Let's go," as you placed your napkin on the table. Rafe's eyes snapped to yours, a fierce determination in them. He nodded curtly and called for the check. As they stood to leave, Rafe's hand found your diamond-clad wrist, his grip firm but gentle. He steered you away from the dining room and towards the bathroom, the urgency in his step unmistakable.

The bathroom was quiet and dimly lit, a stark contrast to the bustling restaurant outside. He locked the door behind them, the click echoing through the marble-tiled space. Your heart raced as you looked up at him, your eyes wide. "What are you doing?" You asked as your brows furrowed in confusion, a hint of fear mixed with the lingering irritation from the earlier waiter's advances.

Rafe's eyes darkened, and he took a step closer, his hand still wrapped around your wrist. "I'm going to remind you who you're with," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I want everyone to know you're mine." His grip tightened, and he pulled you closer, his other hand sliding up to cradle your cheek.

Your breath caught in your throat. You could feel the heat of his body, see the intensity in his gaze. For a moment, you wavered, torn between anger at the waiter's audacity and the thrill of Rafe's possessiveness. But as his thumb traced your jawline, you felt the tension in your body melt away.

The bathroom was an oasis of calm compared to the chaos of their table. The marble countertops gleamed under the soft lights, and the scent of expensive soap filled the air. Rafe leaned in, his breath warm against your neck, and whispered, "You're mine." His hand slid down your back, pressing you closer. Your dress was suddenly too tight, too confining. You could feel his clothed bulge press into your stomach, and the whole thing was intoxicating.

He kissed you, hard and demanding, his tongue pushing past your lips. His hands roamed your body, pulling the fabric of your dress aside to expose your lacy lingerie. Your breath came in gasps, yoyr body responding despite the location. They were in a fancy restaurant, in a public bathroom, but all you could think about was how much you wanted him.

The sound of your shared breathing echoed in the small room as he unzipped your dress. It fell to the floor in a pool of dark blue, leaving you almost compleatly bare before him, only your lacy black thong still clung to your body. His eyes roamed your body, taking in every inch like it was the first time. He stepped back for a moment, his own desire evident in his eyes as they traced the curve of your breasts, the dip of your waist, the swell of your hips.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, and then his hands were on you again, pushing you against the cold marble. Your breath hitched as his fingers found yoyr heat, his touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. The tension of the evening had morphed into something else, something primal and urgent.

He pulled his hand away from your pussy, causing you to whine in response before he lifted you onto the sink, the coolness of the porcelain sending shivers down your spine. The sound of the restaurant faded into the background, replaced by the thud of your heartbeat and the rustle of their clothes. Rafe's eyes never left yours as he unbuckled his belt and freed himself from his pants. His cock was already hard, and you could feel his urgency, his need to claim you, to show you that you belonged to him.

"After tonight, everyone in this fucking restaurant will know who you belong to, including that fucker that tried to hit on you earlier." He growled in your ear and you knew that he was going to make sure everyone knew who you belonged to. When he made a promise to you, he always kept it. Especially if it meant claiming you and breeding you in a place where everyone could hear you.

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bunnyslxtt · 6 months ago

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