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stiles stilinski x afab!reader

warnings: hand festish, praise kink, female oral receiving, fingering, pussy eating, squirting,

a/n: we need more stiles stilinski fics. so i’ve taken it into my hands now ;)

y/n, Stiles' girlfriend of two years, had an unusual obsession.

She was utterly, fascinated by Stiles' large, veiny hands. She often found herself staring at them during mundane tasks, her heart racing as she imagined those strong hands exploring her body.

one day, Lydia, their mutual friend, caught y/n gawking at Stiles' hands yet again. "You know, most girls would be staring at his face or his abs," Lydia teased, elbowing y/n playfully. "But you? You're all about the hands."

y/n laughed nervously, quickly shushing Lydia and glancing around to make sure Stiles hadn't overheard. "I can't help it!" she whispered. "They're just so...manly. Those veins, Lydia... the way they flex when he's holding something... It's so hot." y/n covered her mouth.

Later that night, Lydia couldn't help but spilling the beans to Stiles. "Dude, your girlfriend has a major thing for your hands," she giggled. Stiles stared at her, puzzled. "My hands?" he repeated. Lydia nodded, mimicking y/n's earlier words.

Intrigued, Stiles paid extra attention to y/n’s reactions over the next few days.

Sure enough, he caught her staring at his hands several times, her cheeks flushing when she realized he'd noticed.

One evening, as they were cuddled on the couch, he decided to have some fun.

Stiles flexed his fingers exaggeratedly as he channel-surfed, trying to suppress a grin. y/n's gaze was instantly drawn to his hands, her breathing hitched. "You like these, don't you?" he asked, a teasing edge to his voice. y/n sat up straight, feigning ignorance. "What? Your hands? They're just hands, Stiles." But her flushed cheeks betrayed her.

Stiles chuckled, turning to face her. "Come on, baby. Lydia told me." He wiggled his fingers at her, the veins standing out prominently. "She said you have a thing for my'manly hands'." He grinned, quoting Lydia's words.

y/n groaned, burying her face in her hands. "Oh my god! Lydia blabbe!" She slid down on the couch, disappearing beneath a pillow. Stiles laughed heartily. "It's kind of cute," he said, still grinning. "Just call me weird already!" y/m mumbled from beneath the pillow, her voice muffled. Stiles laughed again, pulling the pillow off her head. "Weird?" He traced a finger along her jawline. "I think it's kind of adorable."

y/n gawked at his hands, her gaze tracing the prominent veins and the way his fingers curled around hers. She felt a flutter in her chest, her heart racing as she stared at his hands. "They're just so...hot." she breathed, her voice barely audible.

Stiles smirked confidently, his eyes locked onto hers. "You know, there are a lot of things I could do with these 'manly' hands," he said softly, his voice laced with promise. "I could make you feel really, really good..." y/n swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. She could feel heat pooling between her legs at his words. "Oh, really?" she asked breathlessly. Stiles leaned in close, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "Mmmhmm..."

Stiles gently pulled y/n onto his lap, his strong hands gripping her waist. She gasped softly, her body tense with anticipation. He leaned in, his warm breath fanning against her neck as he began to kiss and nip at her sensitive skin. His fingers splayed across her stomach, flexing possessively.

y/n moaned softly, arching into him, Stiles whispered hoarsely against her neck. "Can I... Can I touch you, baby? Can I show you just how 'hot' my hands can be?"

"Please," y/n whimpered, her hands gripping his arms tightly. She was lost in the sensation of his lips on her neck, his warm breath, the gentle pressure of his fingers on her stomach. "Please, Stiles... just please..." Her voice trailed off into a needy sigh. Stiles smirked to himself, feeling a surge of pride. He'd barely even touched her, and she was already breathless and begging. His hands slowly slid downward, caressing her curves possessively.

Stiles effortlessly picked y/n up, his hands gripping her ass possessively. She let out a surprised squeak, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to his bedroom, his strides confident, and gently set her down on his bed. His eyes met hers, filled with heat and desire.

Stiles began to trail kisses down y/n’s chest, his lips caressing every inch of exposed skin. He nipped gently at her collarbone, his hands working at the buttons of her shirt. As he reached her jeans, he paused, looking up at her. "Can I?"

y/n whimpered, her nails gently scraping against Stiles' scalp as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Yes, please," she breathed, her eyes hooded with desire. Stiles grinned, his fingers deftly popping open the button of her jeans. "Watch," Stiles growled softly, his fingers curling around the hem of her jeans. He slowly began to peel them off, inch by agonizing inch, his knuckles brushing against her thighs.

y/n’s heart was racing, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched Stiles slowly remove her jeans. The deliberate slowness of his actions was driving her wild with anticipation. She felt a throbbing ache between her legs, her panties the only thing separating her from his touch.

Her fingers clutched at the bedsheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white. Stiles finally got her jeans off, tossing them carelessly aside. He sat back on his heels, his gaze locked onto hers. "Now, these cute little panties..." Stiles leaned forward, his elbows resting on the bed as he reached for y/n's red panties. He dragged them slowly off her legs, the fabric rubbing against her sensitive skin. As he tossed them behind him, y/n let out a frustrated whine, her hands fisting in the sheets.

y/n reached for him, her voice breathy as she began, "Stiles, please..." But before she could finish, he spread her thighs wide and blew cold air against her wet, aching core. She moaned softly, her head tilting back, her words lost in a wave of pleasure.

with that stupid a smug grin, Stiles looked up at her from between her thighs. "What was that, baby?" he taunted, pressing soft kisses to her inner thighs. He tossed her legs over his shoulders, bringing his face closer to her core. "You were saying something, I think?" Just as y/n opened her mouth to repeat her plea, Stiles wrapped his lips around her clit and gave it a gentle suck. The sudden sensation made her jerk in surprise, cutting off her words with a loud, drawn-out moan. Her back arched off the bed as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Uh-uh," Stiles chided softly, pausing his ministrations. He looked up at her, his face glistening. "Eyes on me, pretty lady." His thumbs spread her folds apart, drawing her gaze back down. "Watch me worship you, baby."

y/n eagerly pushed herself up on her elbows, her eyes locked onto Stiles' face as he buried it between her thighs once more. The angle allowed her to watch as he slowly ran his tongue up her wet folds, pausing to circle her opening before continuing upward to swirl around her throbbing nub. Stiles' smirk grew wider as he noticed y/n watching him intently, her eyes never leaving his face.

He found himself wanting to give her more, to make her admire his skills for longer. He doubled his efforts, his tongue delving deeper into her folds, his lips suckling gently on her clit.

y/n's jaw slackened as she let out a string of loud moans, her brows furrowing in ecstasy. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, her body tensing as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. But remembering his instruction, she forced her eyes open, her gaze locked onto his.

His grip on her thigh tightened as he shifted closer, keeping her legs spread wide. Slowly, he slid his middle and ring fingers into her warmth, his knuckles brushing against her folds. "keep your legs open for me, baby." he commanded, his voice low and dominant.

His fingers slowly thrust in and out of her, his pace gradually quickening as her hips bucked against his hand. His thumb pressed down on her lower abdomen, tilting her hips up to give him better access. "That's it, pretty. Just like that..mhm.”

His rhythm quickened, his fingers pumping into her faster and harder. His thumb swirled around her throbbing nub in tight, quick circles. "y/n," he panted, his breath hot against her thighs. "Have you always been attracted to my hands, sweet girl?" y/n gasped, her hips jerking against his hand as he sped up his pace. "Y-yes," she stuttered, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "Your hands are so... skilled." She grasped at his wrist, trying to steady herself as he continued to finger fuck her mercilessly.

Stiles groaned in approval, his moan sending shock waves right to your core while his own hips are bucking against the mattress in rhythm with his hand. "Good girl.." he praised, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're taking my fingers so well, baby. Just like that... keep meeting my hand with your hips.. so fucking hot.”

without warning y/n's inner walls clenched tightly around Stiles' fingers, her climax building rapidly.

She whimpered and bucked, her entire body trembling as she sought to wrap herself around his digits. Her juices soaked his hand, the sound of her frantic breathing and the squelching of his fingers filling the room.

Stiles' smirk grew wider as y/n’s body shook and her essence gushed out, coating his face and hands. He chuckled darkly, his voice laced with satisfaction.

"You just squirted all over me, baby.”

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i loooveeed your older!rafe fic sm i gotta request more😩🤭

let’s do older!dbf!rafe who catches reader being verbally abused by her boyfriend & protects her from further harm & this is how their affair starts.

but oh- her dad catches them in the act!🫣 „but daddy i love him!“ & when her dad hears about how he saved her from her shitty boyfriend he kinda accepts it but is still finding it weird🤭

older!dbf! rafe cameron x afab!reader

warnings: abusive ex, age gap (reader is 20, rafe is 43), unprotected sex, marking, hair pulling, creampie, fucking on multiple surfaces, praising, female & male oral receiving, fingering, scratching, back shots, car shenanigans, semi public sex, biting, dirty talk, creampie, getting caught

Rafe sat at the bar, sipping his whiskey, when he overheard the vile insults being hurled at the young woman sitting next to him. She was clearly drunk, and her boyfriend was taking advantage of her situation to berate and belittle her.

"Let go of me, Brad!" she slurred, trying to tug her wrist free from his painful grasp. "Don't you dare walk away from me, bitch!" Brad snarled, his face red with anger. "You think you can just leave me here?" the girl winced, her eyes welling up with tears as he dug his fingers painfully into her skin. Brad raised his other hand, balling it into a fist, and that was when Rafe had heard enough. He stepped in, grabbing Brad by the collar and wrenching him away from her.

"Stop it, please!" she cried, her voice wobbling as she tried to pull Rafe and Brad apart. Rafe growled at Brad, completely ignoring the girls cry to make him stop, "Never lay your hands on a woman like that, especially not if she's with a piece of shit like you. Show some respect, asshole." Rafe released his grip on Brad's collar, shoving him backwards. Brad stumbled, righted himself, and then spat at Rafe, "Mind your own business, old man!" He turned to the young woman, his face contorted with anger. "We're done, hear me? I'm leaving!" brad said before storming out of the bar.

Rafe watched Brad storm out of the bar, then turned his attention to the young woman. She was rubbing her wrist, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Are you alright?" he asked gently, his voice a stark contrast to Brad's harsh tone.

She looked up at him with red, puffy eyes, sniffling. "yeah...thank you...I'm so sorry...he's never...I mean, he's grabbed me before, but not like that...I'm so embarrassed..." She buried her face in her hands, sobbing. "Come here.." Rafe murmured, pulling her into a gentle hug. She burrowed into his chest, sobbing quietly. After a moment, he said, "I can take you home if you'd like." She sniffled, pulling back to look up at him.

that’s when y/n got a good look at the man.

he was taller than her; basically towering over her.

he was gorgeous.. blue eyes that were so intense, he had some scruff growing, that made you wonder what it felt like between your thighs—

"Yes, please...but you don't have to, you already did so much..." She hiccuped again, wiping her tears on the back of her hand. Rafe gave her a warm smile, that made her knees buckle, brushing her hair out of her face. "Nonsense, it's the least I can do," he insisted. "Besides, I wouldn't forgive myself if I let you take a cab home alone, not after what just happened." He helped her gather her things.

As they stepped out into the cool night air, Rafe turned to her and said, "I'm Rafe, by the way. Rafe Cameron." He extended a hand, waiting for her to take it.

and that’s how this whole situation started.

months later, rafe and y/n found themselves entangled within in his sheets, limbs entwined and bodies slick with sweat.

Rafe groaned as he thrust into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "You feel so good, sweetheart.." he hissed through gritted teeth.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he continued to pump into her, his thick erection stretching her, filling her completely. y/n moaned beneath him, her fingernails scoring his back as she clung to him, her inner muscles clenching around him with each thrust. "Oh, angel'," Rafe drawled, his voice low and rough with desire. "I told you I'd show you what it's like with an older man, didn't I?" He flexed his hips, driving deeper into her. “how much better i could take care of you.. hm?”

"You're so tight, so responsive...you were wasting your time with that boy," he groaned, his breath hitching as she scored her nails down his back once more. "I know what you need, sweetheart."

He shifted his angle, his powerful hips bucking against her as he drove into that spot that made her see stars. His thumb found her swollen bud, circling it expertly as his beard-roughened face nuzzled against her breasts. "cum for me, angel.”

y/n’s back arched, her head thrown back against the pillow as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She moaned his name, her voice hoarse and broken, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him. She was drowning in sensation, consumed by him. "Rafe..." with a guttural groan, Rafe buried his face against her neck and stiffened, his hips jerking against hers as he found his own release. He pulled out of her, his warm seed spilling onto her belly as he praised her. "So beautiful, sweetheart, so perfect..."

the bedroom door suddenly slammed open, revealing a red-faced Mr. Y/L/N. "Y/N!" he roared, his eyes darting between his daughter's naked form and Rafe's bare backside. "Rafe? are you fucking serious?" he barked at Rafe, who quickly grabbed his pants and covered himself. Mr. Thompson's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he took in the scene before him. "Rafe," he said, his voice tight. "We're business partners. I didn't realize our working relationship extended to...this." He gestured to y/n's prone form on the bed.

Rafe stood up, pulling his pants on and quickly tying the belt. He approached Mr. Thompson, opening his mouth to apologize, but the older man cut him off. "Just leave, Rafe," he said, his voice cold. "I need a moment with my daughter."

as soon as Rafe closed the door behind him, y/n sat up in bed and turned to her father, tears welling up in her eyes. "But Daddy, I love him!" she pleaded. "He saved me from that awful boyfriend of mine; brad! you hated him too! and he's kind and caring and he makes me so happy, Daddy," y/n continued, her voice trembling. "Can't you just... let us be together? Please?" Mr. Y/L/N sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. He looked at his daughter, seeing the desperation in her eyes. "No, y/n/n.." he said firmly, though his heart ached at the sight of his daughter's tears. "Not right now. I need time to process this. You're my little girl, and the idea of you with Rafe...it's just too much."

y/n’s shoulders slumped, and she nodded reluctantly. "Okay, Daddy. I understand," she said, wiping away her tears. But as soon as her father left the room—

she grabbed her phone and sent a quick text to Rafe: ‘Meet me tonight.’

Later that night, y/n snuck out of her bedroom window, carefully navigating the trellis she'd used countless times as a teenager. Rafe was waiting for her in his car, his face etched with concern. "I'm so sorry about your dad," he said, pulling her into a tight embrace, gently stroking her hair. y/n cuddled against his chest, nuzzling his neck. "He'll get over it," she insisted. "I mean, I'm not a kid anymore. He'll realize that eventually. And until then...we'll just have to keep sneaking out." Rafe smirked, his arms tightening around her. "Is it bad that I kinda like the sneaking around part?" he asked, his voice low and husky. y/n laughed softly, her heart fluttering at the possessive way he held her. "I think it's kinda hot, actually..”

They spent the evening on a little date, going to a quaint diner for milkshakes and fries, then strolling through the park hand in hand. Finally, they arrived at the movie drive-in, where they settled into Rafe's car with a blanket and a bag of popcorn.

As the movie began, Rafe's demeanor shifted. He became more focused on y/n than the screen, his hand slowly creeping up and down her thigh. He'd start at her knee, his touch light and gentle, then slowly drag his hand higher, his palm brushing against her inner thigh. y/n's heart raced as Rafe's hand continued its slow, torturous journey up her thigh. She tried to focus on the movie, but it was impossible with his warm touch igniting a fire beneath the surface. She felt herself getting wet, her panties growing damp with desire.

y/n squirmed in her seat, parting her legs ever so slightly to give Rafe better access. He took the hint, his hand sliding even higher until his fingers brushed against the lace of her underwear. "Rafe.." she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the movie's soundtrack.

Rafe leaned over, his breath hot against her neck as his fingers slowly slid beneath the fabric of her underwear. "Shh..” he whispered, his voice low and soothing. "We're just watching the movie, remember?" His fingers gently parted her folds, slowly caressing her wet warmth. Y/N bit her lip to keep from moaning as Rafe's fingers expertly stroked her. She tilted her hips, encouraging him to touch her more deeply. His thumb found her swollen nub, circling it slowly as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of her.

"You don't have to be quiet, sweetheart," Rafe murmured, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "The movie's loud enough to drown you out, and we're in my car. No one's going to hear you..”

y/n let out a loud whimper as Rafe's fingers picked up pace. "Oh god, Rafe!" she cried out, her voice echoing off the car's interior. He chuckled, his thumb pressing harder against her clit as his fingers pumped in and out of her soaked pussy.

y/n's hands clutched at the dashboard, her knuckles turning white as Rafe's touch pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "Rafe, please, I'm...I'm gonna..." she broke off with a loud moan, her body convulsing as she came hard against his fingers.

Rafe's hand gentled, slowly easing her through the aftershocks as he brought his shiny, wet fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. "Delicious," he murmured, his eyes locked onto hers. "Now, unbuckle my pants, like a good girl.”

With trembling hands, y/n reached over and unbuckled Rafe's belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He lifted his hips, allowing her to push his pants and boxers down just far enough for his hard length to spring free.

Rafe praised her with a low, "Good girl," his voice thick with desire. He wrapped one hand around the back of her neck, gently guiding her down onto her knees on the passenger seat. "Just like that, sweetheart. Now, wrap your hand around me and stroke." Rafe's breath caught as y/n wrapped her small hand around his thick shaft, her fingers barely touching as she slowly stroked him. "That's it, just like that.." he praised, his voice low and gruff. "doing so good, sweetheart. It feels so good..”

Rafe's hand covered hers, guiding her as he showed her how he liked to be touched. "A little tighter," he instructed, "and a bit faster." He let her take over, his head falling back against the seat as she pleasured him. She loved the feel of him in her hand, his skin so hot and silky. She could tell he was close, his breathing growing faster, his hips jerking up to meet her strokes.

Rafe's grip on her hand tightened as he neared his climax. "Fuck, y/n you're going to make me...ah!" He came hard, his hot cum shooting out of him in thick, creamy pulses as he pumped his hips against her hand. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..” Rafe let out a satisfied sigh, his body relaxing back against the seat. "y/n.." he breathed, "You're incredible." He reached out, gently cupping her cheek and tilting her face up to his. "Come here," he said softly, pulling her up onto his lap.

y/n straddled Rafe's lap, her arms wrapping around his shoulders as he kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, mixed with the salty tang of him. He ran his hands up and down her back, his touch tender and soothing.

a few days later, y/n juggled several shopping bags as she let herself into the house, calling out, "I'm home!" She dropped her bags in the hallway and headed for the kitchen, skidding to a halt in the doorway. Mr. Y/L/N was sitting at the kitchen table, his face unreadable. "Dad?" Her dad took a deep breath. "y/n, I've been thinking a lot lately. You’re 20, and...well, I think it's time I give you some more freedom." He paused, running a hand through his hair. “know I can be...overprotective.." he admitted, his face flushing with embarrassment. "But it's only because I love you so much, and I just want to keep you safe. But I realize now that shutting you out and not letting you date is probably doing more harm than good."

"So, I've decided to trust you more. You're a smart girl, and you deserve to have a normal teenage life. But," he added, pointing a finger at her, "whoever you're seeing, they'd better treat you right. You understand?" y/n launched herself at her dad, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "Thank you, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "You have no idea how much this means to me." She pulled back, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "So, does this mean I can see rafe again?"

Her dad hesitated, his jaw tensing. "Rafe's a good man," he finally said. "But he's older than you. And he's my business partner." He sighed, "Just...promise me you'll take things slow, okay?"

y/n nodded eagerly, hugging her dad again. "I promise, Dad. I'll be careful, I swear." She kissed his cheek goodbye, then hurried out the door, practically skipping to her car. She drove to Rafe's house, her heart racing with excitement as she pulled into his driveway.

She rang the doorbell, shifting from foot to foot nervously as she waited. The door swung open, revealing Rafe shirtless, with low-slung sweats and a lazy smile. "Hey, beautiful," he drawled, pulling her inside and kissing her deeply. rafes pulled back from the kiss, frowning slightly. "What's gotten into you?" he asked, even as his hands roamed over her curves. "Not that I'm complaining." He nipped at her bottom lip. "But you're acting extra needy tonight..”

Rafe's eyes widened briefly before a slow smile spread across his face. "Well, then..." he murmured, scooping her up in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her down gently on the bed, his hands and mouth continuing to explore her body. "No more sneaking around..no more hiding..” Rafe's hands slowly pushed up her tank top, baring more of her skin to his touch. He kissed along her collarbone, his fingers toying with the hem of her top. "Lift your arms," he murmured, his voice low and commanding.

Rafe's kisses trailed down her body, his hands following suit. He unhooked her bra, his hands gently squeezing her breasts before his mouth followed, lavishing attention on each peak. He slowly kissed his way down her stomach, his hands gripping her thighs as he knelt between them. "You have no idea how hard it's been..” Rafe growled, his hands skimming up her sides. "I'd have kept sneaking around to be with you, no matter what your dad said." He nuzzled into her neck. "I'm so addicted to you, angel..”

y/n writhed beneath him, her breath hitching. "Well, thankfully we don't have to sneak around anymore," she purred, her hands tangling in his hair. "Now you can have me whenever you want." Rafe groaned, his hands tightening on her hips. "Whenever I want, huh?" He nipped at her skin, his fingers tracing the waistband of her jean shorts. "And what if I want you right now? On the bedroom floor, up against the wall, bent over the couch...”

y/n whimpered, her body aching with need. "Yes," she hissed, arching into him. "All of the above. God, Rafe, you're killing me." She wiggled out of his grasp, shimmying out of her jeans and underwear in one go. Rafe grinned wickedly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Eager little thing, aren't you?" He grabbed her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed. "Well, since you're offering...I think I'll start with the floor."

y/n giggled, her voice breathy as Rafe dragged her off the bed and onto the floor. "The floor, huh?" she teased, wrapping her legs around his waist. "You're so romantic." Rafe chuckled, his hands gripping her backside as he kissed the side of her mouth. "Romance later," he promised, his voice growing darker.

"Right now, I just want to bury myself inside you and hear you scream my name." His hands tightened, wanting her to flip over on her knees and palms. Rafe's hands kneaded her backside as he aligned himself with her core, his thick length pushing inside her inch by inch. He gave her time to adjust, his lips exploring hers deeply. His calloused hands were a stark contrast to her soft skin, his fingers flexing as he held onto her.

Rafe's jaw clenched as he drew back and thrust forward again, his pace quickening. "Like this?" he asked gruffly, pulling out of her and pushing back in as he hit it from behind, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her back onto him. She arched her back, pushing herself onto him. She could feel every inch of him, the new angle allowing him to go deeper than before.

“Yes! shit.. just like that," y/n panted, her fingers clawing at his black carpet. "You're so deep...you touch...you touch something inside me." Her words were punctuated by his powerful thrusts, her breath hitching with each movement. "Harder, Rafe, please." Rafe chuckled darkly behind her, his fingers tightening on her hips. "You think you can handle it, angel?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement. Without waiting for a response, he sped up his pace, his hips snapping forward as he buried himself inside her over and over.

Rafe's pace grew faster, his breathing ragged. "You're taking my cock so well, sweetheart.." he praised, his hand snaking around to toy with her puffy clit. He slapped her backside once, twice, the sound of flesh on flesh mingling with their moans. "Such a good girl.” His large hand splayed across her stomach, his fingers splaying over her pretty belly as he pistoned in and out of her. His calloused palm caressed her hip, squeezing her backside appreciatively before delivering another stinging slap. “so fucking beautiful..and all mine.”

y/n's fingers wrapped around his wrist, guiding his hand back to her front. "Desk," she moaned, her voice barely a whisper. "Want you...on the desk..." Rafe understood, his arms wrapping around her waist as he stood, still buried inside her. He carried her to the desk, his strong arms cradling her backside as he perched her on the edge. He leaned her back onto the desktop, his hands braced on either side of her. "Better?" he asked, his eyes flicking up to meet hers.

y/n smiled sweetly, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Yeah," she whispered, her arms wrapping around his neck. She drew him closer, her legs wrapping around his waist. "Now, don't be gentle," she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Rafe's jaw clenched as he drew back and drove into her with force, making the desk screech back. "Like this?" he asked, his voice gruff. His teeth nipped at her shoulder, his hand fisting in her hair and tugging gently. He pulled her head to the side, his lips finding her throat. y/n's head fell back, her mouth parting as a low, guttural moan escaped. Her fingers tightened in his hair, pulling sharply as her hips canted forward to meet his powerful thrusts. "yes! f-fucking perfect..”," she gasped, her voice barely recognizable. "Mark me, please."

Rafe's moan echoed through the room, the feelings overwhelming him. He suckled at her shoulder, leaving a dark hickey before biting down on her neck, marking her with another bruise as he continued to pound into her. His teeth sank into her flesh, his hips slamming forward with each powerful thrust. He could feel her nails scoring his back, her heels digging into his backside as she urged him on.

The sensations became too much for both of them. y/n’s breath hitched, her body tensing as she climbed closer to the peak. Rafe's breathing grew ragged, his face burrowing into the crook of her neck as he neared his own release.

"Rafe," y/n whimpered, her body quivering. "I'm— i’m close..." Her insides quivered around him, her release nearing. “shh, it’s okay baby, let go for me..”

Rafe's fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he drove into her with brutal intensity, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. "Where do you want me to cum, baby?" he growled, his own release threatening to overwhelm him. "Tell me where you want my load." "Inside me," y/n moaned, her voice barely a whisper. "Please, Rafey, I want to feel you...come inside me. Now, please, now..." Her words spurred him on, her inner muscles tightening around him.

Rafe's eyes rolled back, his face contorting with pleasure. The pressure became too much, and with a guttural moan, he buried his face in her neck and came inside her, his hot seed spurting into her as his hips continued to jerk forward; making y/n whimper at the slight overstimulation.

His arms wrapped around her, crushing her to his chest as his body shook with the force of his release. y/n’s own body convulsed, her nails digging into his back as she found her own peak, milking him for every last drop.

Rafe collapsed against her, his breath hot against her neck. "You did so good for me, baby," he praised, his voice hoarse. "You took all of me like such a good girl." He pressed gentle kisses to her skin, his arms tightening possessively around her. "my sweet girl..” They stayed entwined on the desk for several long moments, their breathing slowly returning to normal. Rafe gently lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom, where he stepped into the shower with her, carefully cleaning her up. "I love you," he murmured, pressing soft kisses to her skin.

y/n's heart skipped a beat at the words, her eyes widening in shock. This was the first time Rafe had ever said "I love you" to her, and it meant the world to her.

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would you write older!teacher!rafe x reader with daddy issues?

where he’s her teacher & they’re having a secret affair & one day her shitty dad comes to school & screams at her infront of rafe telling her „you dress like a slut“ „look at you, crying like a little crybaby! that’s why i left you & your piece of sht mom!“ & other horrible names.

rafe yells at him to leave the property or he’ll make him. then he has to soothe reader who’s hysterically crying & takes her to his apartment where he fucks her nice & slow while telling her how much she means to him & how she’s worth everything!🎀

older!teacher! rafe cameron x afab!student! reader

warnings: secret affair, cheating, age gap (reader is 20, rafe is 40), rafe is her college prof, pet names, parental issues, unprotected sex, slut shaming, creampie, dirty talk, praise kink, squirting, female & male oral receiving, fluffy stuff.

a/n: i don’t condone cheating ! luv ya

your teacher finished his lecture, signaling the end of another long, draining day at school. You were wiping tears from your cheeks as you packed up your things, your father's words echoing in your mind like a bitter mantra. "why are you dressed like fucking a slut!” ���oh, now you’re crying? Look at you. fucking pathetic." “no wonder your mother couldn’t stick around for this shit— look at you.”

Mr. Cameron, your history professor; was still at his desk, grading papers. When he looked up as you approached the door, his brow furrowing at the sight of your clearly tear-stained face. "Hey, y/n... What's wrong?" he asked softly, his voice gentle yet firm. you forced a smile onto your face, trying to brush off the emotional turmoil inside. "oh, nothing's wrong, Mr. Cameron," you lied, your voice trembling slightly. "Just a little allergy, that’s all." you hugged your backpack closer, hoping he wouldn't press the issue.

Mr. Cameron, studied you for a moment, his keen blue eyes filled with concern. "Alright," he murmured, not entirely convinced. "You're always so happy and bubbly, even when I can tell something's bothering you.. you know, you can always talk to me.” he continued, standing up and rounding his desk, "my door's always open if you need someone to talk to, okay?" He rested a hand on y/ns shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "And I'm not just saying that as your teacher. I mean it, Y/n."

you offered him a more genuine smile, appreciative of his kindness. "Thank you, Mr. Cameron.." you thanked him softly. "but it's really nothing serious." You shrugged, trying to play it off.

but Rafe was perceptive.

you had said your goodbye to your sweet and sexy teacher before you stepped out of the school building and into the parking lot, the cool evening air whipped around you.

You hadn't expected to see your father leaning against his beat-up old sedan, arms crossed over his chest. he pushed off from the car as you approached, his face contorted with anger.

"look at you, still dressed like a tramp!" Your father's voice carried across the mostly empty parking lot. "You think this is how your mother wanted you to turn out? You're pathetic... Always crying... That's why she left! so fucking pathetic. get in the car. you can leave your car here.” your father goes to grab your wrist but you protest.

rafes’s footsteps echoed in the parking lot as he approached, his eyes scanning the scene before him. He recognized the girl being yelled at as his student, Y/n, and the man as her father. Rafe's jaw clenched as he listened to the cruel words spilling from the man's mouth.

how could your own father see you as such?

you were so perfect.

so sweet, and so beautiful.

Rafe walked up slowly, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. "Everything okay here?" he asked, his voice calm and even. Your father's head whipped around, his eyes narrowing at the interruption. "Mind your own business." he snarled.

Rafe's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "With all due respect, sir, I am making it my business," he replied firmly. "now, I think it's best if you lower your voice and apologize to your daughter. or i’ll have to ask you to leave this campus; you’re not a student, here." Your father scoffed, but there was a hint of unease in his eyes as he glanced at Rafe.

"Or what? You'll kick me out? I'm her father, for fuck's sake!" he turned back to you, his face red with anger. "I wasn't talking to you, Y/n!” he barked, trying to reach for you again.

But Rafe stepped forward, placing himself squarely between you and your father. "If you don't leave right now, I will have no choice but to make you.” Rafe said, his voice low.

He towered over your father, his broad shoulders squared. "And trust me, you don't want that."

your father stormed around to the driver's side, wrenching the door open. "You're just like her," he spat one last time before getting in and gunning the engine. He peeled out of the parking lot, leaving you standing there, shaking.

Rafe watched him go, then turned to you. "Are you alright?" Rafe asked softly, his voice gentled. his hands, now unclenched, reached out slowly, as if he wanted to touch you but wasn't sure if he should. You looked up at him, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "No.”

"come here.." Rafe murmured, opening his arms. without hesitation, you stepped into his embrace, burying your face in his chest.

He felt so warm, so strong.

He enveloped you completely, one hand stroking your hair soothingly. "he doesn’t deserve you."

"You shouldn't be alone right now," Rafe said, his voice rumbly in his chest. He pulled back, tilting your chin up so he could look into your eyes. "Would you... would you like to come over to my place? Just to sit, talk, whatever you need."

"I- I'd like that," you sniffled, wiping your tears with the back of your hand. Rafe smiled softly, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. "Alright then," he said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Let's get out of here." He led you to his car, his touch gentle yet firm. you leaned into him, grateful for his presence.

right now, you needed him.

The drive to Rafe's second apartment was silent, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. It was more like a comfortable quiet, filled with unspoken words and shared understanding.

When they arrived, Rafe unlocked the door and ushered you inside. "Make yourself at home.” You sank into the plush couch, tucking your feet beneath you.

Rafe loosened his tie, setting his leather briefcase down on the coffee table with a thud. "Can I get you something to drink?" he asked, rolling up his sleeves to reveal tanned forearms. "Water?"

you nodded, your gaze flickering to his arms as he walked over to the kitchen. They looked so strong, so warm. You felt a flutter in your chest as you realized just how attractive Rafe was. He returned with a glass of water, his fingers brushing against yours as he handed it to you.

“Can I sit?" he asked, gesturing to the space next to you. You nodded, tucking your knees to the side to make room for him. your skirt riding up the tiniest bit; but that didn’t go unnoticed by Rafe.

He sat down, turning his body towards yours. His knee brushed against yours, and he didn’t pull away.

"He's wrong about you, in so many ways," Rafe started, his hand trailing down to rest on your shoulder. "You're not some... easy girl. You're confident, intelligent, capable. You're over the moon smart, and you can do anything you set your mind to."

"Mr. cameron," you sighed, leaning into his touch. "You're sweet to say that, but you don't have to. I know what people see when they look at me." You attempted a smile, trying to brush off the compliment. "But thank you. For everything."

"No more 'Mr. Cameron'," Rafe said firmly. "We're not in school anymore. It's just Rafe, alright?" His thumb brushed your cheek, his gaze intense. "And I meant what I said. You're not what people think you are. You're so much more."

The room grew warmer, the air thickening with unspoken words. Rafe's hand on your shoulder felt heavier, his thumb brushing your cheek slowly. His gaze dropped to your lips for a moment before meeting your eyes again. You felt your breath hitch in your throat, your heart pounding loudly in your chest.

His hand slid down to cup your jaw, his rough calloused thumb caressing your cheek. "You're beautiful," he said, his voice low and gruff. "Inside and out." His eyes searched yours, as if seeking permission.

the tension between the two of you was palpable, electric.

You leaned into his touch, your eyes fluttering closed. When his lips pressed against yours, it was gentle, questioning. You parted your lips, deepening the kiss. His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. The kiss became more passionate, more urgent. It felt right, it felt good.

His hands speared into your hair, angling your head for a better kiss. His touch was demanding, possessive. You moaned softly against his lips, your hands gripping his arms. The kiss was intoxicating, making your head spin. When he pulled back, you were breathless.

how come no one your age was able to make you feel like this?

"We can't..." Rafe began, his voice ragged. He rested his forehead against yours, his eyes closed. "We can't let anyone know about this. If word gets out... my career, your reputation..." He let out a ragged breath. "...and my wife can't find out," he added quietly, his expression darkening. "She'd divorce me in a heartbeat..this has to stay between us, understand, angel?"

you nodded, your heart racing. "I promise, rafe. No one will know. this stays between us.." You meant it, with every fiber of your being.

You couldn't risk his career or your own reputation— and you definitely couldn't risk his marriage ending over this forbidden attraction.

a devilish smirk played on Rafe's lips. “i knew you were just as dirty as I was..” he said, his voice dropping to a low, teasing tone. His hand slid down to cup your breast through your top, his thumb brushing against your hardened nipple, through your white button up shirt.

rafe pushed you gently backwards onto the couch, his eyes dark with desire. He knelt before you, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your pretty little skirt and pulling them down. Your thighs trembled as his calloused hands caressed them. He leaned in, inhaling your scent.

"Spread your legs wider for me, sweetheart," Rafe instructed, his voice low. "That's it.. atta girl, just like that."

He praised you with words and touches

telling you how good you tasted

how hard you were making him—

His hands gripped your thighs, pulling you even closer to his eager mouth. His tongue delved deep into your pussy, lapping at your clit and fucking your hole with long, slow strokes. He sucked on your clit, his nose pressing against your folds as he ate you out.

His hands were everywhere, gripping your thighs, spreading your ass cheeks, holding your pussy open for his mouth..

Rafe let out a deep, guttural groan, the taste of your pussy overwhelming him. His eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth falling open in ecstasy. He ground his face against your pussy, his nose buried against your clit as he devoured you.

You were writhing on the couch, your fingers gripping Rafe's shoulders; due to his new buzz cut, as he buried his face between your thighs. Waves of pleasure washed over you with each flick of his tongue, each suck of his mouth. You could hear his muffled groans, feel the vibrations against your sensitive flesh.

Rafe's hand slipped into his black slacks, his fingers wrapping around his thick, rock hard cock. He started pumping his fist up and down, feeling the pleasure build as he ate your pussy. The feeling of your juices coating his tongue, the taste of your sweetness, it was all too much.

"Rafe..." you whimpered, your hips bucking against his mouth. "It's... too much... Please..." Your words trailed off into a moan as he slid two fingers inside you, curling them upwards to press against that spot that drove you wild.

"shh.. it’s okay. cum for me, angel." Rafe growled against your wet flesh, his fingers pumping inside you, his thumb rubbing tight circles on your swollen nub. "Let go, y/n. I want to taste you on my tongue when you fall apart..show me how good I'm making you feel."

Your body trembled as Rafe's words washed over you, his dirty talk sending you over the edge.

You cried out, your back arching off the couch as your orgasm hit, your pussy clenching around his fingers as you squirted all over his hand and face.

Rafe groaned against your flesh, the taste and warmth of your release making him drunk with desire. "You're so...damn...hot..." he panted, cleaning you up with his tongue before wiping his face on his sleeve. "My wife...she could...never..." You were draped over the couch, with a look of pure contentment on your face. Your heart was racing in your chest, and your breath was coming in short gasps as you came down from the high of your intense release. You felt satisfied, empowered, and a little guilty for enjoying the forbidden.

Rafe gently kissed your inner thighs, his touch tender as he ran his hands up and down your legs, soothing you. "Shh, it's alright," he murmured. "You did so good, baby. Look at me." He waited until your dazed eyes met his before continuing. Rafe's warm gaze held yours as he spoke, his voice a comforting rumble. "I'm gonna help you calm down, okay? Just relax and let me take care of you.." He began to gently massage your thighs, his strong fingers kneading the muscles as he worked his way up to your hips.

Your moan escaped your lips as Rafe's skilled hands worked their magic, the warmth in your stomach growing as his touch ignited a new spark of desire. You let out a soft sigh, your eyes fluttering closed as you leaned into his touch, your thighs parting slightly in invitation. "Mmm..."

Rafe's hands paused on your hips as he leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. "Y/N...look at me," he murmured. When your dazed eyes met his, he continued, "I want to show you just how special you are to me...because there are people out there who don't see it. who don't appreciate you like I do, and if any of them ever look at you wrong, if they ever make you feel less than...I'm gonna fuck them up."

Your smile was small, but it lit up the room, crinkling the corners of your eyes. Rafe's heart swelled at the sight. "There it is..." he breathed, tracing your smile with his fingertips. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to see that today."

His expression turned serious, his voice low. "And I meant what I said. You are special, angel. Unique, beautiful, kind...everything. and anyone who can't see that...well, they're just blind. But I see you..and I'm gonna keep showing you just how much." Rafe leaned in and kissed you, slowly and tenderly. His touch was gentle as he undressed you, peeling off your clothes layer by layer.

He laid you back on the couch and stepped back to undress himself, his eyes never leaving yours. He joined you back on the couch, his body covering yours as he settled between your thighs. Rafe lifts your leg up to sit nicely on his hip as he entered you slowly, filling you completely as you both let out soft sighs. His pace was languid, his touch reverent as he made love to you, his body moving in rhythm with yours.

Rafe's hands tangled in your hair, his fingers gentle as they combed through the silky strands. His hips rocked against yours, each thrust slow and deep, his pelvis grinding against your center.

His breath was hot against your skin, his words whispered against your neck, "You feel so good..." he breathed, his voice ragged. "So tight...so fuckin’ warm..." He nuzzled your neck, his lips finding that spot that always made you shiver. "My good girl...you're so perfect...you take me so well.”

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close as he increased his pace, his hips snapping forward as he buried himself to the hilt. He grunted with each thrust, his voice growling praises in your ear. "That's it, baby...wrap your legs around me...just like that..."

Your body was pliant beneath his. your limbs wrapping around him as you pulled him closer, your heels digging into his backside. Your head lolled back, a soft sigh escaping your lips as Rafe filled you completely, his deep thrusts hitting that perfect spot. You could feel the warmth spreading through your belly, the pressure building with each snap of Rafe's hips. Your fingers dug into his back, your nails scoring his skin as you clung to him. "R-Rafe..." you whimpered, your voice barely a whisper. "I-I'm..."

Rafe shushed you, his lips pressing against your mouth as he kissed you deeply. He broke the kiss to murmur praise against your lips, his voice soothing. "Shhh, baby...let it happen...you can let go whenever you want...just relax and feel...you're doing so good..." His words were like a balm to your overwhelmed senses, and you felt yourself starting to unwind, your body surrendering to the pleasure. Rafe continued to praise you, his voice a constant stream of affectionate words. "That's it, angel, just let it happen. I've got you..."

Rafe groaned, his eyes locked on the erotic sight of his thick cock plunging in and out of your tight pussy. He shifted your legs, pulling them up to rest against your chest, changing the angle to hit that magical spot inside you. "Fuck, look at that—my cock disappearing into you.”

He watched your face intently, his gaze burning into yours as he fucked you with renewed vigor. "I can feel how close you are, baby...your pussy is clenching around me like a vice..you're so fucking close, aren't you? So wet and desperate..." your face was a mask of pure bliss, your eyes fluttering shut as waves of pleasure washed over you. You could feel the heavy pressure low in your belly, coiling tighter and tighter with each powerful thrust. "R-Rafe...it's...too much...I-I can't..."

"yes, you can. you’re so strong...look at how well you're taking me." His hand slipped between your bodies, his fingers finding your swollen bud and strumming it gently. "You're perfect...my perfect girl...just let go for me, sweetheart.” "Yes, you can," Rafe growled, his voice firm yet gentle. "You're taking me so well, baby...look at you, spread open for me, legs against your chest.” “you're so beautiful...just let go, sweetheart...cum for me.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Rafe buried himself to the hilt inside you, his cock pulsing as he filled you with his hot seed. At the same moment, your body tightened around him, your pussy clenching rhythmically as you came hard, your juices mixing with his cum deep inside you.

As you both came down from your intense orgasms, Rafe spoke in a husky voice, his praise pouring out like a river. "You're fuckin’ incredible, baby...so fuckin’ amazing...my perfect girl. look at you, all flushed and trembling...you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

You let out a content sigh, your body relaxing completely as you wrapped your arms around him. "Thank you, Rafe...that was...incredible," you breathed, your voice barely a whisper. "No, thank you," he replied softly, pressing gentle kisses to your neck and jaw.

Rafe brought you to the bathroom, placing you on the toilet seat and gently cleaned you up with a warm, wet cloth, his touch tender and caring. He then pressed a series of soft kisses to your stomach, hips, and thighs, murmuring loving words between each one.

all of this made you forget you couldn’t have him all the time..

that he wasn’t yours yet.

[eroticnoices]

Blackmailing best friends dad rafe into f ing you 👀

(Raw of course 😚)

(please i lowkey love this so much.)

perv!dbf!married!rafe cameron x afab!reader

warnings: perv rafey, pet names, age gap (reader is 19 and rafe is 45), cheating, unprotected sex, creampie, rafe refers himself as daddy once or twice.., slight bratty reader, manipulation, dirty talk, hair pulling, slight ass play, back shots

a/n: i don’t condone cheating ! luv ya

he couldn’t believe he was doing this again..

he found himself digging through your pantie drawer, stuffing the pretty grey lacey material, into his pockets and returning back downstairs to his friends living room and making some lame excuse to return home; just to dump a fat load onto your panties. later placing them in a little plastic box under his bed.

that held all your other cum stained panties, lip glosses, and a dark red nail polish, he loved on you and even a new bathing suit top he stole from the bathroom at a pool party your father hosted.

he just loved it so much on you, he couldn’t let you wear it anymore, he couldn’t even start to think about what other men would wanna do to you in that top.

you soon started to notice of course.

every time rafe showed up, one of your things would suddenly vanish.

one instance was when, you were sitting with your dad and a few of his buddies, one being rafe. you’d left to go inside, leaving your lip gloss behind; before rafe left he slipped it into his pockets.

another time was just recently when, you’d bought this black bikini top, that pushed your boobs together perfectly. to set your trap, you’d left the top hanging up in the guess bathroom— and just like you thought. rafe took the bait and rolled it up into his towel; but not before giving it a whiff and touching it all over his body.

which all led you to this point here.

“i don’t even know what you’re talking about.” rafe cleared his throat taking a small step backwards, only to be met with his kitchen table. “you do.. i wouldn’t just make these things up, mr.cameron. i know you’ve been taking my stuff. my bikini top? my lip oils? even my panties.” i grinned.

rafes jaw clinched and he looked past me. “y/n- listen-“ “no, you listen. have sex with me, and i won’t say anything to your wife.” i stepped forward, bringing my hand up to caress his chest. i could see his eye twitch at my words.

“you don’t know what your starting.” he practically growled. “maybe i do.” i challenged, slightly applying nail pressure to his peck.

rafe gripped my hair and pulled my head back, making me gasp. “don’t say a word.” he whispered into my ear before pushing me into his original spot, making my cheek press against the cold marble table.

“bet you’ve wanted this longer than i have..” rafe mumbled, bringing his large hands up to grip my ass through my skimpy dress. “fuck.. look at this..” he blew air out from his mouth when he lifted my dress to see if was wearing no panties.

my dripping pussy on display for him; ready to be used and toyed with. “such a fuckin’ pretty pussy, y’know that?” rafe pressed a kiss to my clothed back. i hummed in response, rutting my ass against his prominent bulge in his cargo shorts—

that by the way made his ass look amazing.

“alright, alright.” he swatted my ass, before he unbuttoned his shorts and swiftly sliding them down so he could free his hard-on from his briefs.

“need this so much..” i whimpered reaching my arm back to feel him. “shh.. shh. daddy’s got you, princess. gonna make you feel so good.” he brought his fingers up to your mouth and spoke, “spit for me, baby.” i complied and gathered some spit in my mouth to spit onto his fingers.

“mhm.. good girl.” he rubbed my hip with his thumb, and took his fingers and wrapped his hand around his cock giving it a pump to get it prepped. “gonna make you feel so good..” he hummed, pressing his thick tip against my slit, flicking it up and down, almost slipping it into my hole.

“rafe! please!” i whined, lifting my head from the table and arching my back. “you want it? how bad?” he smirked, toying his tip with your clit. “so bad-!” before i could get anything else out he, plunged himself inside of me, making my eyes roll back immediately and a loud horse moan come from my mouth.

“holy… holy fuck..” rafe panted, feeling my pussy clinch around him after he came. “..can we do that again?”

[eroticnoices]

void!stiles stilinski x afab!reader

warnings: pet names, unprotected sex, spitting, spanking, hair pulling, daddy kink, male oral receiving, dacryphilia

stiles came home from a long day, his eyes sunken and his face pale. y/n noticed right away that something was wrong, but she had no idea that he had just turned void. all she saw was her boyfriend looking exhausted and stressed out.

"Stiles? what happened?" she asked, rising from the couch to go to him.

he spun her around, pushing her against the wall and kissing her roughly. "I need— I need you, y/n," he groaned, grinding his hips against her. "I need to lose myself in you..."

y/n gasped, her eyes wide at his sudden urgency. "Stiles, you're scaring me a little..." but her body betrayed her fear, her core aching as he ground against her. she could feel how hard he was, and despite her shock, y/n found herself getting wet.

"sorry, baby. I'm sorry..." He mumbled, kissing down her neck and sliding her shorts down. "I just... I need to blow off some steam..." He dropped to his knees, pulling down her underwear and burying his face between her legs.

y/n cradled his head in her hands, her fingers tangling in his hair, scratching his scalp. "hey.. hey, it's okay, stiles..." she soothed.

"you can have me as much as you want, you know that... You've just never been like this before..." Stiles looked up at her with fervent eyes, his face glistening with her wetness. "I need to hear you say it, y/n..." he panted. "tell me I can have you... that I can take out all this... tension on you..."

"You can have me, Stiles..." y/n whispered, caressing his cheek.

"take out all your frustration, all your anger... just please, please don't hold back. I can take it, I promise..." encouraged, stiles surged to his feet, tearing off his clothes. Stiles grabbed Y/n by the jaw, tilting her head back to look at him. "open your mouth," he growled. y/n obeyed, her eyes wide and trusting.

He spit in her mouth, his grip tightening in her hair. "swallow.” y/n swallowed, feeling the bitter taste of Stiles' spit in her mouth. She looked up at him, seeing the anger and desperation in his eyes. He yanked her head back further, his fingers digging into her hair. "Now kiss me.”

y/n leaned up, parting her lips to kiss him hungrily. she could taste herself on his mouth, mixed with the bitter flavor of his spit. He bit down on her bottom lip, pulling her head back even further and causing her to moan in pain. "Stiles...?" Stiles released her hair, gripping her by the waist and carrying her to the back of the couch.

He bent her over the back of it, putting his hand between her shoulder blades and pushing her down. "Stay there," he ordered, slapping her bare ass. Stiles began to spank y/n, his hand coming down hard on her backside.

"You're always so ready for me, aren't you?" He growled. "soo wet, so needy... Such a good little hole for me to fill... You're such a good little…slut..."

y/n moaned, arching her back to meet his hand. "Yes, stiles... I'm your good girl... I'm your little hole... I'm your.. slut!" She cried out, her voice rising as he spanked her particularly hard.

Stiles unbuckled his pants, pulling out his hard length and rubbing it against y/n's reddened ass cheek. “and you love it, don't you?" He taunted. "You love being my little plaything, don’t you? My little toy..say it, y/n..."

"I love it, stiles... I love being your toy... your hole... your— your good little girl..." y/n whimpered, clenching her hands into fists. "please... please, stiles... I need you.." Stiles grinned wickedly, spitting on y/n's eager hole.

"You need me to use you, hmm?" He taunted, rubbing the saliva into her folds. "Alright then... Here's what you get for being such a needy little toy..." Without warning, Stiles pushed his cock into y/n, his hands gripping her hips painfully tight. She cried out, her knuckles turning white as she clutched at the couch cushions.

"Stiles... it's too much... it's too big..." She whimpered, her voice barely a whisper. But Stiles just laughed, darkly. his hips snapping forward harshly as he bottomed out inside her. "Oh, my poor dove... You can take it," He cooed, his breath hot against her ear. "You're my good girl... My little slut..."

y/n moaned loudly, her back arching. "...so you're gonna take it all... Every inch... And you're gonna love it..aren’t you, my sweet dove?" Stiles hissed, his fingers tightening in her hair as he began to thrust into her hard and fast. "Say it... Say you love it."

"I...l love it... s-stiles... I love it... I love you... I love being your good girl... your... your... dove..." Y/n stammered, her words punctuated by Stiles' brutal thrusts. tears pricked at her eyes as the pleasure became almost unbearable. "Good girl... You're taking it so well...you were made for this, weren't you?" Stiles praised, his voice low and growly. He brought his hand down on Y/n's rear, the sound of flesh on flesh ringing out through the room. "Answer me, dove..."

y/n nodded eagerly, her voice rising to a high pitched whine. "Y-Yes... M-Made for you... Oh god, stiles... It's too much— I'm..I'm gonna..."

"Conna what, my love?" Stiles purred, his pace quickening. "Gonna what, hmm?" He chuckled, his hand coming down on her backside once more. "Come on, dove... Say it... Say you're gonna cum for me."

"I'm gonna cum!" y/n screamed, her voice echoing off the walls as her entire body seized up. Her pussy clamped down on Stiles' dick like a vice, her juices gushing out around him as she came harder than she ever had before. Stiles smirked, his hands squeezing y/n's backside and spreading her cheeks apart to look down at where their bodies were joined.

"Look at that... so fucking beautiful... You're all stretched out around me... You took it so well, my good, good girl..." y/n whimpered, trying to shift away from Stiles, but he held her in place, his grip on her ass unyielding. "No, no... stay still... Let me look at you...Let me enjoy the sight of my cock buried inside my good girl.."

"Please..Stiles... you’re too big... I can't... I can't take anymore... Oh god, it's too much... I need a break..." Y/n begged, her voice hoarse from screaming. '..But just for a minute... I need to rest..." Y/n managed to gasp out, her body trembling with exhaustion.

Stiles nodded, his lips pressing against her skin as he spoke. "Just for a minute... Then you're going to suck my cock until I fill your mouth with my cum..." Stiles whispered, his lips trailing along y/n's back and neck. "You've been such a good girl... My little dove. so grateful to have such a perfect toy... I'll let you use your mouth..."

stiles carefully pulled out of y/n, his hands gentling on her as he turned her around to face him. "Come here, baby... Come rest on me..." He coaxed, sliding into the couch and pulling her into his lap and wrapping his arms around her. "You did so good... My perfect little toy..."

stiles ran his fingers through y/n's hair as she rested against him, his other hand idly playing with her backside. "You're so warm... So soft...I could just hold you like this forever... But duty calls... Open up, dove..."

y/n smiled tiredly, turning her head to look up at Stiles. "okay..." she cooed, her eyes fluttering as she opened her mouth. stiles grinned, his fingers gently guiding his still rock hard length to her lips. "Good girl... Just like that..." y/n's mouth was warm and wet as she took stiles' length into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head as she sucked gently. She bobbed her head slowly, her hands gripping his thighs for support as she worked to take more and more of him into her throat.

“oh shit..my good girl... Mmm...You're so good at this... Your mouth feels incredible... Look at you, taking me so deep... Such a good, good girl... You like sucking daddy's big, thick cock, don't you?"

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise at Stiles' words, her moan vibrated around him. Stiles just grinned, his hands coming up to cup her cheeks. "Mmm, you like that, don't you? i knew you did.”

Y/n looked up at Stiles with glassy, half-lidded eyes, her nodding as much as she could with her mouth stretched wide around his thick length. Stiles growled approvingly, his hips bucking upwards to meet her mouth. "Good girl. Such a good little girl..."

“Look at you... moaning and slobbering all over daddy's dick...You're making such a mess... And you're not even trying to clean it up..." Stiles observed, his fingers gently wiping at the saliva dribbling down y/n's chin. y/n whimpered, her eyes watering as she tried to take Stiles deeper.

She gagged and choked as he hit the back of her throat, her body convulsing. but she was determined, her hands coming up to grip his base and force herself to take him deeper. "Oh, oh..." stiles groaned gripping her hair.

"fuck, baby... You're doing so good. You're taking me so deep... You're such a good girl... You're gonna make daddy come. Just a little more... A little bit more... Oh, that's it... that's so good..."

y/n moaned around stiles as he thrusted once, twice more before finding his release. she whimpered as he filled her mouth with his warm, salty essence, swallowing it down greedily. "Mmm... " She hummed, swallowing every last drop.

Stiles let out a shuddering breath as y/n swallowed the last of his release.

"Good girl... Such a good girl... You took it all... You swallowed every last drop..." He praised, gently kissing the hand that had stayed on his thigh to keep her still. "You're so perfect.”

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older!dbf!rafe x reader where he’s catching her stuffing a used boxershorts into her bag while her, her dad & a few friends visited rafe. he’s gotta punish her!🤭

older!dbf!rafe cameron x afab!reader

warnings: pet names, fluffy stuff, light biting, age gap (reader is newly 18, rafe is 40), female oral receiving, light choking(?), secret hookup.

rafes’s study was filled with the low hum of laughter and conversation as y/ns father and his friends enjoyed some aged scotch. Unbeknownst to them, y/n was sneakily stuffing one of Rafe's used boxers into her bag, a secret smirk playing on her lips.

as she zipped up her bag, she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could turn around, strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against a firm chest. "What do we have here?" Rafe's deep voice growled in her ear. y/n squeaked in surprise, dropping her bag.

rafe reached into the bag and pulled out the crumpled pair of briefs. He held them up, his eyebrows furrowing. "Stealing my underwear now, are we?" He tsked, his grip tightening around her waist. "You know, stealing is wrong, little girl." y/n tried to squirm out of his grasp, but Rafe held her firm. "no i- i just..” she paused her face flushing with embarrassment. rafe just chuckled, his arm tightening around her as he stood up and carried her over to his bed.

“rafe, please..just forget about it." she squeaked as he tossed her onto the bed and loomed over her. "Shh, don't worry, sweetheart. I'm just going to teach you a lesson." he kissed the side of y/n’s lips and began to unbuckle his belt, his eyes glinting menacingly.

"he won't hear a thing, bunny." Rafe assured her, he could see that she was nervous; his voice low. He leaned down and capture her lips in a deep, dominating kiss.

she whimpered, her body tensing as he continued to unbuckle his belt. "relax, my little thief..” "It's just...we've never...and I'm only...and if my dad finds out...oh god, Rafe, please..." y/n rambled nervously, her eyes wide with uncertainty. Rafe silenced her with another kiss, pressing his body down on hers. "Shhh, baby..” Rafe broke the kiss and nuzzled her neck, his touch gentling.

"Look at me, bunny," he murmured softly. y/n hesitantly met his gaze, her eyes filled with apprehension. "There's no need to be scared, sweetheart. We'll take this slow, okay?"

he gently caressed her arms, her waist, her thighs, his touch featherlight and soothing. "you’re so young, so inexperienced," he whispered, his eyes filled with both tenderness and desire. "But you're mine, aren't you, bunny?" he didn’t wait for her to answer his question before asking another.

"you’ve watched me, havent you, my curious little bunny?" Rafe murmured, his lips tracing her collarbone. y/n blushed furiously, her heart pounding in her chest. "i-i.. don't know what you're talking about," she stammered. Rafe chuckled, his teeth gently nipping at her skin. "Mmm, yes I do. I know you've seen me swimming, seen you checking me out as i work out, and how you can’t help but watch me from afar. i can feel your eyes on me, bun." he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. He grinned as he felt her tremble beneath him.

"I know I'm older, bunny," he said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "but I can take care of you better than any of those boys your age." He kissed her tenderly, his hand caressing her cheek.

"But it has to be our little secret, understand?" he murmured, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "Your dad can't know about us..we have to be discrete, no sneaking up to my room in the middle of the day." He kissed her again, deeply, before pulling away. "and not a word to emma," he added, his voice firm. "she can't know about this..she would never understand..and i’m sure you wouldn’t want her finding out, huh? He caressed y/n’s body, his touch possessive. "This is our secret, just you and me, okay, bunny?"

“o-okay..i won’t tell anyone.” y/n muttered and rafe smirked. he looked down at her, his eyes tracing her features. "You're so beautiful, Y/n," he murmured. "More beautiful than any woman I've ever seen." He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs caressing her cheeks. "And you're all mine." y/n blushed, at his sweet words.

"Look at these curves," he said huskily, his hands roaming over her body. "These legs.. and this face..." He leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth. his hand finding itself under her jaw.

"You're a work of art, my little thief,"

he whispered, his fingers hooking under the hem of her shirt. rafe paused, giving her a chance to protest. "May I, bunny?" he asked softly. y/n nodded, her eyes wide and trusting. "good girl,"

Rafe slowly lifted her shirt, his eyes filled with admiration. "You're so perfect, bunny," he murmured, his touch light as he traced the curve of her waist. "Like a porcelain doll." He leaned down and kissed her stomach, his hands caressing her.

"So beautiful... i want to taste you, bunny," rafe murmured, his voice thick with desire. "can I? Will you let me?" his hands caressed her inner thighs, gently parting her legs. y/n whimpered, her face flushing with embarrassment. "yes... please." rafe grinned, flashing his pearly white teeth, that made y/n’s knees weak.

his hands slipping under her and lifting her up. He carried her to the edge of the bed and knelt down. "Look at me, y/n," he said softly. she hesitantly met his gaze, her eyes filled with nervousness. He smiled reassuringly. "just relax and let me take care of you." he looked up at her, his eyes gentle. "Has anyone ever done this to you before, y/n? has anyone eaten this pretty little pussy?" he asked rubbing her calf.

y/n bit her lip, looking away. "one time... but it was horrible," she admitted softly. "He didn't seem like he cared about how I felt, only how he felt. He just shoved his face between my legs and... it was awful." Rafe's eyes narrowed, his expression turning dark.

"Well, bunny, I promise it'll be different with me," he said firmly.

"I'm going to worship you, taste you, make you come on my tongue." He leaned down and gently kissed her inner thigh, giving it a little nip. "and I want you to look at me, Y/n. the whole time.”

rafe looked up at y/n, holding her gaze as he buried his face between her legs. he licked her gently at first, soothing and comforting, before gradually increasing the pressure and speed. he made sure to hit all her sensitive spots, his tongue circling her clit and dipping inside her pussy and keep note of what made her roll her eyes back and scream. His hands held her thighs apart, spreading her wide open for his hungry mouth. He sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue, making y/n's back arch off the bed.

He plunged his tongue deep inside her, fucking her with it as he licked up and down her pussy.

"Oh... rafe it feels so good..." y/n whimpered, her fingers tangling in his hair. "you’re making me feel so good.." Her voice trailed off into soft moans as his mouth continued to lavish attention on her. "Please... please don't stop.” rafe grunted, he didn’t plan on stopping. rafe didn't stop, his mouth never leaving her pussy as he ate her out relentlessly. He could feel her legs shaking, her walls tightening around his tongue as she got closer and closer to her climax. soon he doubled his efforts, sucking harder on her clit and fucking her with his tongue as fast as he could.

"Oh, bunny.." Rafe groaned, lapping up her release as her body trembled. "You taste so good..." Hekissed her inner thigh, nuzzling against her. "Look at you, coming all over my face..." He looked up at her, his eyes filled with admiration.

rafe gently rubbed y/n's inner thigh, kissing her swollen lips. "Good fuckin’ girl, cumming so beautifully for me..." He sighed, resting his forehead against her stomach. "But I have to go back downstairs, my little thief. Your dad and my friends might notice l've been gone too long."

y/n pouted, not wanting him to leave. "but— I need more...'" she reached for him, trying to pull him back up her body. Rafe chuckled, gently pushing her hand away. "I'm afraid this is going to have to be your punishment, bunny."

"You're not allowed to touch yourself until I give you permission," he said firmly. "and if you're a good girl and wait for me, I promise l'll take care of you later..”

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jake webber x afab!virgin!reader

warnings: loss of virginity, pet names, mutual pinning, riding, unprotected sex, praise kink, female oral receiving, drinking, grinding.

Jake Weber had been in love with his best friend, y/n, for as long as he could remember. but they both had a habit of ignoring the signs, brushing it off as friendship. They'd been to countless parties together, always sticking close, but never crossing that line.

But this party, things were different. The music was loud, bodies grinding and moving to the rhythm. Jake couldn't take his eyes off of y/n. the way her hips swayed and her laughter filled the air. the way her dress hugged her perfectly.

she was hypnotizing.

Suddenly, he found himself making a decision he never thought he would make. he walked up behind her, placing his hands on her hips. "Dance with me," he growled into her ear. she turned around, surprise etched on her face, but she didn't pull away.

Instead, y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as they moved to the music.

jake was hard instantly, the heat and friction of their bodies igniting a fire deep within him. He could feel her breath hitch as she felt his erection, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she grazed her teeth along his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. as they danced, Jake's hands roamed over y/n’s body, squeezing her ass, tracing the curves of her hips, and tangling in her hair. she so easily melted into his touch, her own hands exploring his chest, his arms, and finally settling on his big black shiny belt buckle.

he groaned when she began to slowly unbuckle his belt, his breathing growing heavier. "y/n/n..we shouldn't—not here.." but his words trailed off into a moan as she slipped her hand inside his pants, wrapping her fingers around his hot, throbbing cock. Y/N looked around over Jake's shoulder, but the party was in full swing and everyone was too caught up in their own actions to notice them. She let out a small sigh of relief before turning her attention back to him, biting her lower lip as she began to stroke his cock.

Jake's head fell back, his eyes rolling shut in bliss as y/n’s hand worked him over. He was so close to losing it, his balls drawing up tight to his body. Just as he was about to spill, he grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"Fuck, not here.” jake grabbed her hand and pulled her through the crowd, out the back door, and into the dark, quiet backyard. He backed her up against the side of the house, his hands tangling in her hair as he kissed her hard, his hips grinding against hers.

"Tell me to stop," he growled."why would i tell you that when i wouldn't want you to?," she whispered, but her arms were already wrapped around his neck, holding him close. He groaned as, his hands roamed over her body, tearing at her clothes.

"you're so hot.." he muttered, before spinning her around and pressing her against the house. She gasped as he hiked up her dress and tore off her underwear, his hands rough with need. He spread her legs with his knee and positioned himself at her entrance.

"Look at me," he ordered. y/n turned her head to the side, her eyes meeting his as he slowly pushed inside her.

She bit her lip to keep from crying out, her fingers clawing at the brick wall as he slowly thrust in and out of her. His eyes were locked onto hers, his face contorted with passion.

"Jake..it's.it's too much..." y/n whimpered. "Shh, it's okay," Jake whispered in her ear, his voice soothing. "You’ll feel so fucking good...I can't believe this is happening." He wrapped one arm under her ass, pulling her up as he continued to thrust into her.

"Being inside you..." he gripped her thigh wrapping her legs around his waist.

"...it's like a dream come true," he murmured, his face buried in her neck. "I'm so glad it's you.. My best friend, making me feel this way." y/n panted. jake’s his other hand stroking her hair. "Just relax, baby..."

She nodded, trying to focus on the feel of him inside her instead of the slightly uncomfortable sensation.

She moaned as he hit a spot that made her hips buck involuntarily, and Jake took advantage of the movement to thrust deeper.

"Fuck...you like that?" he grunted.

"Y-yes..." she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. "More...please, more..."

Encouraged, Jake gripped her hips harder and began to pound into her, his own breathing growing heavier with each thrust. "You're so tight, so wet...like velvet...” he groaned.

y/n’s fingers scrabbled at the wall, looking for something to hold onto as he increased his pace, his hips slapping against her with every thrust. "Jake…it's…it's..!" she couldn't finish her sentence as waves of pleasure washed over her, drowning out all other thoughts. Jake grunted, his own release close.

"Cum for me, baby...milk me dry..” jake bit down on her shoulder as he found his own release, his hips jerking against hers as he emptied himself inside her. They slumped against the wall, breathing hard, their bodies slick with sweat.

Eventually, Jake pulled out of her and turned her around, pressing her back against the wall as he kissed her deeply. "I love you, y/n/n.” he murmured. y/n smiled up at him, reaching up to brush his hair out of his face, "I love you too, Jake," she replied, her voice still shaky from their intense moment. He hugged her tightly, holding her against his chest as they stood there, catching their breath.

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18 year old assistant reader seducing married rafe (boss)

Them alone in the office

Her waiting completely n ked legs spread on his desk

And making him c m in her

married!ceo!rafe cameron x afab!assistant!reader

warnings: cheating, unprotected sex, creampie, slight age gap, female oral receiving, daddy kink, back shots, biting, scratching, pet names, squirting.

a/n: i do NOT condone cheating. luv ya

you’d had always found your boss; rafe cameron to be incredibly attractive. His freshly buzzed hair and piercing blue eyes had been the subject of many of your secret fantasies. and now, as you stood alone in the office with him on a Friday night, you could no longer resist those temptations.

y/n sauntered over to where he was working on a report, your tight skirt hugging your curves as you moved. rafe looked up at you, a quizzical expression on his face. you bit your lip seductively and leaned against the desk, running a hand down your body.

rafe watched, transfixed, as you traced your fingers along your curves. “What are you doing, y/n?' he asked, his voice strained. You smiled and continued your touch, slipping your hand under your skirt to rub your thighs together, spreading your legs slightly. Rafe's eyes were glazed over as he watched your teasing movements. He knew this was wrong, but he couldn't resist the urge to stand up and close the distance between you.

You felt his warm breath on your neck as he leaned down, whispering “y/n..." youtilted your head to give him better access to your neck shuddering as he began to kiss and suck on your skin. your hand snaked up to his hair, pulling him closer as the other hiked up your skirt and slowly slid down your underwear.

rafe’s hands gripped your hips tightly as you guided his touch lower. When his fingers brushed against your dampness, you moaned softly.

“y/n...we shouldn't.” he trailed off, his breath hitching as you guided his touch to your opening.

he caved to temptation and slowly pushed a finger inside you, his thumb circling your bud. you leaned back against the desk, your hips bucking against his hand as he added another finger, stretching you. “rafe...please.”you whimpered, your hands clinging to his shoulders.

he stood up, lifting you onto the desk and spreading your legs wide. “i shouldn't be doing this..”he muttered, his eyes burning with desire as he stared at your soaked pussy. you reached for his belt, fumbling with it as he dropped to his knees in front of you.

Rafe buried his face between your thighs, his tongue parting your folds and thrusting inside. You gasped, your fingers digging into his shoulders, due to his fresh buzz; you weren’t able to tangle your fingers within his hair like you dreamed. as he feasted on you. His hands gripped your backside, pulling you closer to the edge of the desk as he devoured your center.

y/n writhed against his mouth, your breathing growing shallow and fast. “rafe..l'm..” you couldn't finish the sentence as your body convulsed; your inner walls clenching around nothing. He stood up, unbuckled his pants, and freed his thick erection.

rafe pushed into you with one slow thrust, filling you completely. y/n cried out, gripping his shoulders as he began to move. with every thrust, your body tightened around him, and he closed his eyes, groaning in ecstasy. “y/n..you feel so fuckin’ amazing.”

your legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper as he started pounding into you wildly, setting a fast, hard pace. the sound of your bodies slapping together filled his office as you panted and moaned with pleasure.

his broad hands grasped your hips, lifting you slightly to change the angle as he thrust into you. each movement hit that perfect spongy spot inside you, making your breath hitch and your fingers dig into his back.

You could feel the heat building between your thighs, the pressure becoming unbearable.

rafe's thrusts turned brutal, his hips snapping against yours with a loud smack each time. you were soaked, your juices running down his cock and dripping onto the desk; and squeezing him unbearably tight. he leaned forward, his teeth sinking into your shoulder as he fucked you harder, his balls slapping against your ass with every stroke.

Suddenly, he pulled out of you and spun you around, bending you over the desk. he entered you from behind, his thick cock slamming into your soaked pussy without mercy. you braced yourself against the desk, your chest heaving as he fucked you rough and fast; the desk legs scraping against the floor.

"You're so tight and wet, babygirl," he hissed through gritted teeth. "Your little hole is gripping me so good. You like that? You like when daddy pounds you hard like this?" his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrust in and out of you. "this perfect pussy was made to be fucked just like this.” he groaned.

"No one else could make me feel like this, baby," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Not even my wife... She's never...never...like this…You're so perfect..” he leaned over you, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his limit.

with a loud grunt, he buried himself deep inside you and erupted, his thick cream painting your insides as he filled you to the brim. rafe stayed locked inside you, his hips twitching as he emptied his balls into your spasming pussy, the desk shaking beneath you as he rode out his orgasm. As he finished, he pulled out of you slowly and turned you back around, his eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and guilt. He saw the white liquid leaking down your thighs and cursed softly. "l should clean you up," he muttered, his voice hoarse.

rafe gently parted your thighs and lowered his head, his tongue slowly licking up the mess he'd made, cleaning you thoroughly. You ran your fingers through his spiky hair, whispering, "You're so good...so skilled... I've never...like this. Thank you... Thank you for making me feel so...special."

rafe looked up at you, his eyes filled with warmth. "you deserve to be treated like a goddess, y/n. You're beautiful, intelligent, and your body... It's fuckin’ perfection.. I'm just sorry I couldn't control myself better." He stood up and kissed you softly.

as he pulled away, he smiled at you and said, "But I promise, next time, I'll try to last a bit longer. I'd love to do it again, right here.. on this desk, or maybe in the shower, or.. anywhere you want, really." he smirked, grabbing y/ns hip, pulling her close. “we just have to keep this our little secret.”

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enemies with benefits .

brat tamer!dbf!rafe cameron x brat!afab!reader

warnings: pet names, age gap (rafe is in his late forties and reader is in her early twenties), unprotected sex, cream pie, degrading kink, spanking, choking, hair pulling.

you’d always been like oil and water with rafe.

he was your dad's best friend— always butting into your life with his unwanted advice and condescending attitude. you were constantly butting heads, the tension between you growing thicker with each passing day.

Until one day, it all boiled over.

you’d been bickering in the kitchen, your faces inches apart as you shouted at each other. Suddenly, rafes hand snaked out, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking your head back. “You’re such a little brat.” he growled. “i’ve had enough of your mouth.” he shoved you up against the counter, his other hand wrapping around your throat as he cut off your air.

you could feel yourself growing dizzy with desire as he choked you, loving the feeling of his rough touch. “You want to act like a whore?" "He taunted, his hand sliding down to squeeze your ass firmly. “Then I'll treat you like one.”

he flipped you around, bending you over the counter. you could hear the sound of his belt unbuckling, then the cold air hit your bare bottom as he hiked up your skirt— you so clearly wore for him, now that he thinks back to it.

all those times you clearly, begged for his imput.. his touch.

all those times you purposely bent down in front of him, just to get a rise out of him..

rafe spanked you. he was so grateful for the music your dad was playing in the backyard; his big hands coming down again and again until you were writhing and begging for mercy. the rings on his fingers causing your cheek to sting. he simply unzipped his pants and flipped your hips back further, exposing your dripping wet folds.

"please...' y/n begged, but rafe just chuckled darkly as he buried himself inside you. he gripped your hips painfully tight as he thrust into you, his pace punishing. “shhh, baby, you don't want anyone to hear you, do you?" he whispered, slamming into you harder and faster. your face was pressed against the cool surface of the counter, your breath coming in short gasps as he rutted inside you. his grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your soft flesh.

you could practically feel him about to explode, the tension in his thighs was so pronounced.

with a final, brutal thrust, rafe buried himself to the hilt and groaned softly into your ear. the warmth of his seed filled you, spilling out and running down your thighs. he pumped in and out lazily, prolonging his own pleasure as he coated your insides with his essence. “fuckk, so good..”

After what seemed like an eternity, rafe pulled out of you. you could feel his warm cum leak down your thighs as he hooked his fingers in the strings of your thong and tugged them back into place, covering your swollen pussy once again.

“maybe this’ll teach ya’.” he adjusted his own pants, giving you one last patronizing pat on the cheek before striding out of the room, leaving you bent over the counter, disheveled and dripping.

you could hear him laughing and chatting with your dad and their friends outside, like nothing had happened.

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rafe cameron x afab!reader

warnings: fluffy stuff, shower sex, slight choking, slight boob play, pet names

rafe immediately shed his tie as soon as he walked through the front door.

His fiancé, greeted him with a warm smile and a kiss. “Long day?” she asked sympathetically. “Mhm.” rafe grunted pulling her close. “i need a shower." y/n nodded understandingly, helping Rafe unbutton his shirt “come on, I'll join you.” she said softly.

in the bathroom, they slowly undressed each other, their touches gentle and loving. the shower was steamy; the glass door fogged both from the hot water and the heat between them.

rafe backed y/n against the tile wall, his hands roaming over her slick body. “i missed you..” he murmured, before pressing his lips to hers in a searing kiss.

y/n moaned softly, parting her legs to wrap around his waist. “i missed you too..”Rafe's hands tightened on her backside as he slowly entered her.

she was so warm, so welcoming. so captivating.

he buried his face in her neck as he began to move, his pace slow and loving. “rafe.” y/n breathed, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Harder, please.”

rafe growled against her neck, his hips snapping forward as he increased his pace. the sound of water hitting tile and their wet bodies slapping together filled the bathroom. y/n threw her head back, her breathing coming in short gasps as rafe drove into her.

rafe wrapped one hand around y/n’s neck, not enough to hurt, but enough to add an extra thrill. he stared down at her, his eyes dark with desire. “You like that?” he asked gruffly.

y/n could only whimper, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. rafe smirked, tightening his grip slightly as he thrust harder. “Look at me.” he commanded, his other hand coming up to roughly palm her breast. “I want to see your pretty little face when you cum on my cock.”

y/n obeyed, her eyes locking onto rafe’s as he picked up the pace even more. her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breasts bouncing with each movement. rafe leaned down to take one in his mouth, flicking his tongue over the tight nipple.

''You're so close, baby,' Rafe growled, his hand around her neck tightening even more. “i can feel you tightening around me.. Come on, baby. give it up for me. Show me how much you love me."

y/n’s mouth opened in a silent O as the pleasure became too much to bear. she convulsed around rafe, her body shaking with the force of her release. “That's it, baby, atta girl..” rafe encouraged, his voice low and soothing.

“Let it all out." rafe continued to thrust, his movements slowing as he chased his own release. y/n could feel him swelling inside of her, his grip on her neck growing almost painful.

''Fuckk, y/n..” rafe groaned, his hips jerking as he buried himself deep inside of her. he held her neck in place, his other hand coming up to slip into her mouth as he releases a loud, possessive groan as he cums deep inside of her.

y/n gagged slightly as rafe's hand muffled her cries, her body growing limp as he continued to thrust through his own release.

eventually, he removed his hands and slid out of her, helping her down to the shower floor. 'You alright, baby?" y/n nodded weakly, her eyes still closed as she tried to catch her breath. rafe chuckled softly, pulling her into his arms and holding her close. "Good," he murmured against her hair.

Rafe gently washed Y/N's hair and body, his touch tender and loving. “You're so beautiful,” he whispered, running his fingers through her wet hair. “I don't deserve you.” he helped her out of the shower and wrapped her in a fluffy towel. y/n smiled softly, leaning into rafe’s chest as he dried her off. “you deserve me.” she murmured, looking up at him with adoring eyes. “And I love you so much.”

rafe’s heart swelled with love and affection for his sweet girl.

so happy that soon he’d call you his wife.

rafe carefully dried y/n off, making sure she was warm and comfortable. he lotioned her up, with her favorite; massaging her skin until it was silky smooth. “Come on, baby.” he said softly, scooping her up in his arms, with ease.

rafe carried y/n to their bed, gently laying her down. he slipped one of his big, soft shirts over her head, the hem falling to her mid-thigh. he climbed into bed beside her, pulling her back against his chest and wrapping his arms around her waist.

rafe nuzzled into y/n's neck, pressing soft kisses to her skin. “goodnight, my sweet girl.” he whispered, his voice heavy with sleep. y/n snuggled back against him, her hand covering his where it rested on her belly.

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college student!AU!stiles stilinski x college student!AU!afab!reader

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, mutual pinning, pet names, mention of argument, slight overstimulation, female oral receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink

a/n: been on a kick of rewatching teen wolf, and i’m literally soo obsessed with stiles. it’s not even funny. enjoy!!

after their heated argument, stiles stormed out of y/ns dorm room, leaving a bewildered and hurt y/nbehind. As the door slammed shut, y/n sank onto her bed, feelings of frustration and unshed tears welling up inside.

meanwhile, stiles paced the hallway, hands raking through his dark hair as he replayed their argument in his mind. He knew he'd snapped, that he'd said things he didn't mean. But the passion behind his words, the intensity of his emotions, had taken him by surprise.

back in her room; y/n wrapped her arms around a pillow, burying her face in it to muffle a sob. she loved Stiles - more than just friends, more than she'd ever dared to admit. she couldn’t risk loosing her all time best friend.

stiles returned an hour later, his steps hesitant as he pushed the door open. He found y/n curled up on the bed, asleep, her face still damp with tears. His heart ached at the sight. He sat beside her, gently brushing her hair from her face. “y/n?.."

y/n stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she looked up at Stiles. his touch, his gaze, was tender and apologetic. “I'm sorry.” he whispered. And in that moment, something shifted between them. y/n sat up, meeting his eyes. "Stiles...' she started, her voice barely a whisper. 'I can't... I can't keep pretending. I can't just be your best friend when... when I'm in love with you.”

the words hung heavy in the air, a confession that had been years in the making.

stiles stared at her, his expression unreadable. then, slowly, he reached out, cupping her face in his hands. “y/n.. I've been an idiot. I've been so stupid. I love you. I'm in love with you too. I just..couldn't see it- until now. not until I thought I might have ruined everything. y/n/n, I need you..” he paused, taking note of her face.

“not just as a friend, either.. but- but as more. as everything.” his thumbs brushed away the last of her dried tears, his voice hoarse with emotion. tears filled y/n’s eyes again, but this time they were tears of joy.

she leaned into his touch, her own hands covering his. “Stiles... we're fools. Both of us, for not saying this sooner.” she leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper; “but we're fools in love. and I think we should stop talking now. and kiss instead.” her words hung in the air, an invitation.

stiles's eyes darkened, his gaze flicking to her lips before returning to her eyes. “y/n..” he breathed, before leaning in to press his lips to hers. the kiss was gentle at first, a question. but y/n answered, parting her lips, sliding her arms around his neck. the kiss deepened, becoming passionate, intense, a promise.

as they broke apart, gasping for breath, stiles rested his forehead against hers. “No more arguments,” he murmured. “at least, not unless we can make up like this.” y/n laughed softly, pulling him back for another kiss. “Deal.” she whispered against his lips.

their kisses became slower, deeper, as clothes began to peel away. stiles undressed y/n reverently, his touch gentle, worshipful. He traced her curves, his eyes filled with wonder.

“you're so freaking beautiful.” he whispered, before lowering his head to kiss her boobs. y/n gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as he lavished attention on her body. as his tongue circled around her hard nipple, sucking lightly on it, while squeezing the other. she arched beneath him, her breath hitching as he slid his hand, that once gripped her boob; between her thighs. his touch was gentle, coaxing, as he explored her wet heat. “stiles...”

“shhh, he whispered, his breath warm against her chest. 'Let me...” his words turned into a hum as he lowered his body towards her dripping core. his hands gripping her thighs to keep her open to him. y/n cried out, her back arching off the bed as pleasure washed over her. stiles took his time, his tongue exploring every inch of her.

he teased and sucked, bringing y/n to the brink of orgasm before slowing down. She whimpered, her hands clenching in the sheets as she begged for release. only when she was writhing, her breath coming in short gasps, did stiles finally push her over the edge. he muffled her cries with his fingers down her throat. his own growls of satisfaction vibrating against her. he continued to lap at her until she pushed him away; her heels digging into his navy blue shirt covered back— oversensitive and gasping.

stiles crawled back up her body, his own clothes sticking to his sweat-drenched skin. he claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss, his hand reaching between them to position himself at her entrance. “I need you,” he whispered against her lips. “now y/n..please." y/n’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling stiles close. she nodded. “words, baby. please.” He positioned himself at her entrance. “yes stiles.. i need you.”

the head of his cock pressing against her soaking wet folds, with a deep groan, stiles thrust forward, sheathing himself inside y/n in one smooth motion. they both cried out at the sensation, his thick length stretching her to the limit. he paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of being buried inside her before he began to move. “h-holy.. shit..” stiles buried his head into y/n’s neck, littering kisses all along her neck and shoulder, his pace was slow, languid, each thrust designed to drive y/n wild.

he lifted his head to he watch her face, his own expression filled with devotion. “stiles..” she moaned, her nails digging into his back. “Harder... please.” stiles smirked.

"you're so fucking perfect, baby," stiles growled, his thrusts becoming harder and more urgent. "i can feel your little pussy tightening around me..that's it, squeeze me, milk me dry. you're so beautiful like this… soo fucking beautiful." his hands tightening around her hips.

stiles' words were a balm to y/n, soothing and arousing her in equal measure. she felt herself on the brink of an orgasm, her muscles clenching rhythmically around stiles' cock.

"y/n..my sweet, perfect Y/N. that's it, baby, lift your hips... ooh god.”

“you feel so good…taking me so well... I'm so proud of you, baby... just like that... that's my girl... keep your eyes on me.” he gripped her jaw, when he saw her eyes roll backwards. “y’know i love seeing those pretty.. little eyes roll back.. y’gotta keep em’ on me, princess.”

stiles could feel her nearing, and he quickened his pace in response. he wanted to make her cum, hard and fast. he wanted to feel her climax around him. “that's right, baby... let go... I can feel you squeezing me..oh fuckk yeah.”

y/n cried out as the pleasure consumed her, her orgasm rolling through her body like a tidal wave. stiles groaned, feeling her muscles tighten around him as she came. he thrust a few more times before he too was sent spiraling into his own release. "fuck...” he groaned, letting his head fall back to her shoulder, once again littering sloppy kisses.

stiles collapsed onto y/n, still breathing heavily. he gently brushed the hair out of her face as they both caught their breath. after a moment, he slowly withdrew from her, before getting up and grabbing a towel. “sorry, baby..” he stroked her thigh after hearing y/n whimpering, as he was pulling out of her.

he gently cleaned y/n up, his touch tender and caring. he threw the towel aside and climbed back into bed, pulling y/n close so she was curled up against him. "I love you," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder. "I love you so much.” y/n snuggled into his embrace, feeling safe and content.

she reached up and kissed his chest, before wrapping her arms around him and holding him close. "I love you too, Stiles. more than anything."

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wade wilson x afab!reader

warnings: pet names, unprotected sex, teasing, mention of brat taming

“come on.. you’re not still mad at me right, sweetcheeks?”

wades been pushing your buttons all day, just for this moment. he loves putting you in your place after purposely bringing your bratty side out. he almost find pleasure in it..

he pushes the tip of his leaky pre-cum smeared dick into your sopping wet pussy. but according to him— his home.

just enough to get a beautiful squeaky whimper pulled from your throat. “i’ll put it allll in..if you just forgive me for being soo mean.” wade leans down; his body towering over yours.

“or just the tip?” he smiles.

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richie jerimovich x afab!reader

warnings: pussy eating, praising, pet names

a/n: craving love and affection from older men.

“gonna make you feel better, ‘kay?” he mumbled in between bites and little kisses he gave to my thighs before placing fully open mouth kisses on my pussy. “then m’gonna take you out, whatever you want, mama.” one of his hands gripping my thigh open and the other traveling from my hip to my clit.

my eyes rolled back, feeling richie’s tongue plunge in and out of my dripping hole; and his finger slowly circle my puffy, sensitive clit. “taste so fuckin’ good, baby. could never not love my pussy.” richie’s words were muffled, but the vibrations made me moan and dig my nails into his shoulders.

richie grinned up at me. he removed his tongue from my hole then moved to give my clit a little kiss. “you’re so pretty, y’know that? love everything about you.. that pretty voice. your pretty laugh—fuck, your mouth..” his warm breath again my wet pussy making me shiver.

he lifts his head from in between my legs to give me a kiss, his hand finding its place on the side of my neck— where it always is.

“gotta remind you how much i fucking love you.”

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thinking about wade being wade..

wade wilson x afab!reader

warnings: back shots, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, praising, mentions of squirting, slight overstimulation

“wow, fuckk! gripping me so nicely, huh pretty?” wade grunted from behind as he continued his hard thrusts; my cheek smushed against the bedsheet. “would live in there if i could..”

wades’ been able to pull two orgasms from me so far and it feels like i have nearly anything to give him.

nothing but whimpers and pants are leaving my mouth. i reach behind me to claw at his hand. “wade- fuck.. i can’t take anymore!” wade could tell i could take more by the way my hips were going back to meet his.

“tsk.. hm. i think you can. look, she’s doing so good.” wade hummed circling my clit with his thumb. him doing so made my body jolt forward, which only made wade grip my hips tighter; surely i’d wake up to a bruise.

“want me to stop, angel?” wade bent down over my back and slowed his movements. “think i can get your pretty little pussy to squirt again?” he murmured in between his kisses to my shoulder and my neck.

“one more..” i pant; reaching my arm around to hold his head against me for support. i could feel him smile against me, then he started his jackhammering pace again.

“such a good girl for me. gonna make sure you squirt f’me, sugar.”

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ryan baker x afab!reader

warnings: unprotected sex, praise kink, orgasm denial, ass slapping, female oral receiving

“come on, y/n. you can take it; been up my ass all night and now you wanna squirm away.” ryan slows his fingers, making me cry and reach for his hand. “nono! i can! i can take it! just please don’t stop touching me.” i practically cried.

ryan grinned but there was nothing sweet about it. “yeah? then be a good girl and stop all that whining and squirming.”

he pulled my hips closer to his spot by the edge of the bed and dove right in; sliding his tongue up and down my pussy, stopping over my clit to give it a good suck making my hands fly to grip his hair. “fuck. taste so good, honey.” he mumbled against my lips making me shudder. “ts all for you, ry.” i arch my back off against the bed, feeling myself come closer to the edge. “damn right it is.” he pulled away just to spit a glob of my juices and his saliva onto my clit, before diving right back in, leaving lingering kisses.

suddenly ryan pulls away for what it feels like to be the millionth time, making me whine and ryan smirk. “i don’t think you deserve to cum, yet.” he wipes the back of his mouth with his palm making me squeeze my thighs together tight.

“please, ry. i need you.” i pout, my eyes becoming glossy from the orgasm neglect and overstimulation. ryan tsks, standing up from the edge of his bed. “flip over, ass up.”

i immediately do as i’m told and lay on my knees with my ass arched up. “good girl..” i hear him hum and the bed dip as he gets into position behind me.

“you’re so fucking pretty..” ryan grips my hips grinding his boxer clothed cock against my throbbing core. “ryan!” i gasped, jerking myself forward due to the cloth stimulating my clit, making ryan chuckle. “what did i say, y/n?” he smacked my ass with his hand, making me yelp. ryan kissed my stinging ass cheek as he shuffled his hard cock out of his boxers before lining it up with my hole. “think i should play with this pussy till she squirts, huh y/n?”

i couldn’t see his face, but i knew he had a wicked smirk on his lips.

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omggg obsessed w married!rafe

i was thinking; married!rafe is on vacation w the fam and reader just happens to be vacationing at the same beach w her family. rafe sees her at the beach and it ends w them fuckinnnn in his hotel room immediately after while his wife is watching the kids (if they have any).

LIKE UGHHHHH i need him so bad

married!ceo!rafe cameron x afab!reader

warnings: cheating, choking, dirty talk, breeding kink, praise kink

i move my sunglasses down to do a double take to see if i really saw him;

my dads fucking boss— rafe cameron.

i pushed my sunglasses back up, and turn to my mom; “i gotta go back up to the hotel room, really quick i forgot to put on sunscreen.”

my mom removes her eyes from her book and smiles. “alright sweetheart. we’ll be here.” i nod and stand up, wrapping my bikini cover up around my body and following fast after mr.cameron.

ever since my dad started working for him, and saw him; i knew i needed him. i’ve heard from my father, about how mr and mrs.camerons relationship and was been at its worst for awhile.

poor wife.. lucky me.

i followed closely after him and stopped him right before he got into the elevator. “mr.cameron!” i shout, hoping he stops the door. rafe looked up from the ground lost in thought and puts his ring clawed hand in front of the elevator doors to stop them from closing.

“shit- sorry, y/n.” he gives me a small smile that makes me weak at the knees. i smile back, “it’s okay..” i say stepping in next to him. “what floor?” he asks. “uh, 4.” he nods and presses the button.

the silence is loud,

i wondered if he could feel the heat radiating from me.

rafe cleared his throat, leaning back against the elevator wall. this elevator ride felt so agonizingly slow.

“do you wanna come to my room for a drink?”

rafe groaned as he pounded into me; one hand gripping the side of my throat as he bent me over the side of his balcony. “fuck. you’re so fucking perfect, y/n.. knew i needed this pussy the moment i saw you.”

he thrusted into me with determination to get us both to our peek; for the second time.

“f’shit..can feel you squeezing me, baby. i feel so deep, in you, baby.” rafe gripped my jaw, bringing my head forward to look down between us as he fucked me. “look.. taking me so fuckin’ well.” he grunted. a bulge appearing as he snapped his hips to mine making me cry out; feeling his tip kiss my g-spot.

“rafe! m’ gonna cum..” i looked up at him through my tear covered lashes. rafe smirked down at me, “yeah? show me how good you can be. give it to me, princess.” he flicked my clit using his thumb making me whine.

“that’s it, baby. fucking cum for me.” he smiled never stopping his hard trusts, “you look so pretty like this..” he hummed, brushing my hair out of my face as i came.

rafe pulled out of me, painting my stomach with his seed. “holy shit.” he grunted, pulling me closer to him to help me balance.

“sit.” he pointed to the chair on the balcony, and went back into his room. i plopped onto the chair, panting.

he returned with our two drinks and a towel, with my bikini top; he immediately ripped off my when we got into the room.

rafe kneeled down, and wiped his cum off of me and threw it by the bed. “here.” he handed me a cup and my top. “i’ll be here for the next three days, you gotta come see me again.” he smirked, kissing my knee.

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Since you asked for requests: anything with Mr Richie Jerimovich! Maybe some fluff (or smut) helping him relax after a stressful shift at the Bear!

richie has a deep deep place in my heart.

richie jerimovich x afab!freader

warnings: male oral, pet names, praising

the way the door had closed to the apartment, i could tell richie was in a mood..

i sprung up from the bed in my cozy shirt i stole from his dresser, and patted my way to the kitchen; where he stood with his back towards me.

“hey, baby.. ya’ alright?” i hummed running my nails up his black t-shirt cladded back to smooth his tension. i could see his shoulders relax and his posture change, as he lets his head fall along with a little groan at the relief.

“yeah, doll. i’m better now.” he muttered turning around, to slide his arms around my waist. pulling me close for a much needed kiss.

“rough day?” i muttered between our lips. he hummed in return— i could feel the pressure of his lips and how badly he needed this so i put his needs first.

i let my knees hit the cold tile before looking up at him for permission. “just to relax you? wanna make you feel better. you’re always working so hard.” i smiled sweetly dragging my hands up his legs, stopping at his thigh until he gives me a warm smile as he tucks hair behind my ear.

“go ahead. always so sweet; huh, doll?” i nodded, continuing my track to relieve all this buildup.

my hands worked his belt and pants; smiling at how his cock already stood up at just my light touches. i felt my body tingle at the power i had over him. making me want him to cum even more.

i kissed his tip making him let out a grunt but try and cover it with a cough making me smile harder, but work faster.

i relaxed my jaw, sticking my tongue out to help suck his lengthy cock. i slowly moved my mouth down his length, stopping half way to look up at him.

my eyes meeting with his, he reaches down to move hair out of my eyes and into a pony tail. “don’t be shy, baby.” he grunted. i bobbed my head up and down to get use to his large size, even after these few months of us being together.

“good girl. feels so good, honey.” he groaned feeling his tip his my throat making me wince. “you got it, baby. gagging don’t scare me, keep going. ya’got it..” he hummed running his fingers through my hair to grip it tighter, encouraging me to continue.

i used one of my hands to jerk the rest of his length with need, and continued my sucking. i took a little time to swirl my tongue on the underside of his cock and around his tip; giving that a little attention as well.

richie was nearly there— his hip’s shuddered, snapping forward, every time i let his cock down my throat. i look up to see his head thrown back. “m so close, doll. so fuckin’ good y/n.” he groaned finally spilling his seed down my throat, i leaned my head back allowing his cock to slip out so i didn’t choke.

“shit..” he panted; looking down at me. richie stuffed his now soft dick into his jeans, “get up here. too pretty to be on the floor for so long.” he smiled pulling me to my feet. “richie!!” i squealed as he lifted me up and spun me around in his arms; i clung to his shoulders for dear life.

richie laughed, as he set me down on the couch, on top of him. “you’re special, ya’ know that?” he smiled tilting my head with his thumb. “and fuckin’ perfect too.” he leaned in, kissing me with love; he didn’t have to say it— i could feel it.

“now sit here on my lap while i make you cum till you can’t think.”