littlelamy

[littlelamy]

i hope ur writer's block starts getting better angel!! i miss ur writing sm <3

i love u 💗 thank u soooo much!!!

[littlelamy]

OMG i love this so much 🤭 ty my lovie!!

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thank you for the tags my loves mwah @isaadore @fantillisgirl

Your picrew + the last song you listed to!

no pressure tags 🏷️ @pixiebratz @piastriprincess @lovings4turn @littlelamy @urfavluvergirl @hardbeingcasual + anyone who would like to join 🫶🏻

[littlelamy]

the way you write is bad for when i ovulate 💔( really good for me mentally tho<3)

🤭 i'm so glad baby!

[littlelamy]

thank you baby ily!

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୨ৎ ― thank you for the tag - @bvrnesher

coffee or tea || early bird or night owl || sandalwood or lemongrass || spring or fall || silver or gold || pop or alternative || freckles or dimples || snakes or spiders || mountains or fields || thunder or lightning || norse mythology or greek mythology || green or red || flute or guitar || ruby or diamond || butterflies or honeybees || cake or cookies || typewritten or handwritten || secret garden or secret library || rooftop or balcony || spicy or mild || concert or theater || london or paris || van gogh or monet || petrichor or sea salt || denim or leather || chatter or music || forest or desert || dragons or unicorns || masquerade ball or yuletide party || violence or heartbreak || hugs or kisses || bergamot or lilac

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[littlelamy]

chichi is me ngl🥀🥀

im so happpppy!

[littlelamy]

I GOT ONE I GOT ONE okay

chichi throwing a bit of a tantrum when rafe says no to something she wanted (or had planned) to do so he gets........ stern 😜

you had every single thing planned for two weeks exactly. a cute little outfit picked out and steamed, even four different facial, lash, and nail appointments booked. it was supposed to be a girls' night with drinks that came with tiny umbrellas and a theme—barbie dreams—courtesy of you.

but at that moment—your heels by the door, nails freshly done in bubblegum pink, and hair curled just right—the fucker said no. no like it was nothing. no like he didn’t just ruined your entire mood for the night.

“what do you mean no?” you’d gasped, spinning on him in the doorway of the bedroom.

he didn’t even look up from where he was tying his shoes. “i said no.”

you stood there with your mouth open, hands planted on your hips. “but i told you! i told you it was planned and that the girls wanted to go and that we were all wearing matching skirts!”

he finally looked up then, brows lifting as his gaze dragged down your body. “yeah..you also said that place has a line around the block of drunk assholes, and you’d be in heels you can’t run in, with girls who lose their phones every time they get tipsy.”

“so? we’ll be fine.”

“you’re not going.”

your mouth opened, then shut, then opened again. a tiny sound of protest escaped your throat—somewhere between a whine and a gasp. “you’re being mean,” you said, stomping one foot for emphasis.

he stood up towering, looking way too calm while you felt like a soda bottle about to shake open. “i’m being careful.”

“you’re being controlling.”

he arched a brow, “you say that like it’s a new development.”

you gasped, offended. “rafe!”

he walked toward you, and you backed up a step, fussy thoughts filling your mind. you crossed your arms under your chest, stuck your chin out. “i’m going anyway.”

“you’re not.”

you stared him down, and he while just smiled. the way he always did when you were one tantrum away from getting what you really wanted. “what’re you gonna do if i leave?” you asked, voice higher now. his smile instantly dropped.

“i’ll take you over my knee and remind you what happens when you act like a fucking brat,” he said, voice so calm it made your thighs clench, trying to stop the arousal from leaking out of you.

finally ready to make a move, you turn and try to bolt, but he caught you around the waist before you even hit the hallway, dragging you back with a loud, obscene grunt. “no! rafe! let go!”

“you really wanna throw a tantrum in this top?” he asked, spinning you around and hauling you toward the bed. “all these little bows and sparkles and you acting like a spoiled fuckin’ doll.”

“i am a doll!”

“a bratty one,” he muttered, sitting on the edge of the bed and yanking you across his lap in one swift motion. “and what do we do with brats?”

your legs kicked behind you. “this is not how adults solve things, rafe!”

he smacked your ass harshly making you yelp. “oh my gosh—!”

“quiet,” he said, adjusting your skirt up over your hips. “you wanted to act out, now take the consequence.”

you buried your face in your arms, breath catching. your panties were sheer and pink with tiny hearts, and he hummed the exact moment he saw them. “mmm matching set,” he murmured. “so you did plan this.”

you whined into your elbow. “i didn’t plan for this.”

he rubbed a hand over your ass, firmly, then spanked you again, the sound echoing in the room. “rafe…”

“what, baby?” he asked, dragging a finger along the curve of your thigh. “you wanna be a good girl now?”

“you didn’t even ask if you could spank me!”

he laughed. “you didn’t ask if you could stomp around like a tantrum-throwing princess.”

“i am a princess.”

he smacked you again, lower this time, and your legs twitched at the sensation. “yes,” he said. “you are! m. i. n. e. and mine doesn’t storm off into a packed club without me.”

“you’re so dramatic,” you mumbled.

“you’re the one kicking your feet on my lap.”

“well if you weren’t being such a meanie—”

another smack, followed by a squeeze, and then his voice in your ear. “you still wanna go out?” you wiggled your hips, heat blooming between your legs.

“…no.”

“good girl.”

you huffed. “you’re gonna have to make it up to me.”

he flipped you onto your back, his hands bracketing your thighs. “oh, i’m gonna ruin you.” you smiled up at him, pulling your skirt up skirt, showing your damp panties. “deal.”

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[littlelamy]

thank you baby @rafesgreasycurtainbangs

type : aesthetic , character , color , movie , lyric , &&. celebrity into pinterest to find your vibe

npt tags: @inbred-eater @rafesbabygirlx @rafesteddy @dollyfiles @beausling

tagging game !! ๑₊˚⊹

type aesthetic , character , colour , movie , lyric , and celebrity into pinterest to find your vibe :3

I keep seeing people do these and thought why not make one ! here's mine:

no pressure tags:

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[littlelamy]

hey everyone!! i made a notifications account so i can get rid of the taglist since it is very very very messy right now!!

follow @drewsephrryslibrary & turn on your notifications for fic updates!!!

tagging some of y'all and if you could reblog that would be amazing and i would be incredibly thankful!!! 🩷

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[littlelamy]

i love chichi reader please never stop writing for her 🥺

awww thank you, baby definitely won't!!!

[littlelamy]

chichi reader makes me feel so seen😭🩷🩷 she is literally me

i luv u bby and i am soooo happy you can relate!

[littlelamy]

Will you continue the perv!rafe list?

probably not! :( having writer's block, but if you send a specific request, if I'm comfortable, i can write it!

[littlelamy]

hi! idk if u realized but ure about me link in ur pinned isnt working anymore ><

thank you for telling me! i updated it and this weekend i will update the other links!

[littlelamy]

the cameron house was way too quiet when rafe led you inside. the a/c hummed through all the vents, the marble floor echoed every step of your heeled wedges, and the chandelier above the foyer sparkled even though it was the middle of the day. your fingers stayed laced tightly with his, and he hadn’t let go once since pulling up in the driveway.

“you don’t have to be nervous,” you said softly, looking up at him.

“i’m not,” rafe muttered, jaw tighten as he looked at your dress. “you just…look too good.”

you smiled softly at him, “really? you picked this dress for me.”

“annnnd now i’m regretting it.”

the dress was pink, of course—tight, short, low in the chest. your boobs bounced just right with every step, and your lip gloss matched the flush on your cheeks. you looked like someone straight off a playboy yacht, but softer and much sweeter. his favorite thing in the world.

he led you into the sitting room where ward was waiting, lounging in a white linen button-up and slacks. a tumbler of whiskey sat in his hand.

“son,” he said, looking up and standing. “you didn’t tell me you were bringing an angel home.”

rafe’s grip on your hand tightened. “dad..this is y/n.”

you smiled, extending your free hand. “hi, mr. cameron. it’s really nice to meet you.”

ward took it, lifted it to his lips without asking. he didn’t kiss it, just let it hover there, his eyes dragging over you like a man picking out his next car.

“well now,” he said, “i can see why rafe’s been in such a good mood lately.”

rafe stepped between you subtly, dropping your joined hands to place his arm around your waist. not subtle at all.

“she’s mine,” he said flatly.

“relax,” ward chuckled, sitting back down. “i’m not gonna steal your girl.”

“you’re not funny.”

you touched rafe’s side gently, a small signal; that it’s okay. he glanced down at you, his rapid breath slowing.

ward sipped his drink. “so, honey..what do you do?”

you blinked, smiled again. “well, right now i mostly model. and help with some small business stuff online. skincare and beauty. i’m trying to solidify my brand, within my family especially since they are prominent in the business world.”

ward raised a brow. “smart and beautiful. rare combo these days.”

you giggled, a little unsure of what else to say. “thank you. i really love what i do.”

“i bet you do and i bet you’re very good at it.”

rafe’s hand on your waist twitched. “she’s not here for an interview,” he said sharply.

ward smirked over his glass. “of course not. but i am curious what kind of girl finally got you to stop acting like an asshole.”

“she’s not just some girl,” rafe snapped.

you squeezed his wrist. “baby, it’s fine.”

“no, it’s not,” he growled under his breath. “he’s doing that thing. the smarmy old bastard thing.”

ward chuckled again. “son, if you’re gonna bring a playboy bunny into my house, don’t act surprised when i look.”

“she’s not a fucking bunny,” rafe said, louder now.

“i do like bunnies,” you offered, still smiling sweetly. “they’re soft and cute and fast.”

ward’s eyes dragged down your body again, resting at the swell of your chest. “and you certainly bounce like one.”

rafe stepped forward, very aggressively, the air snapping tight between the three of you. your hand on his chest was the only thing that stopped him.

“don’t talk to her like that,” rafe hissed.

ward raised both palms. “hey. joking, joking. no offense meant. she’s gorgeous, rafe. you should be proud.”

rafe didn’t move or blink. you stayed close, rubbing your hand in slow circles over his chest. “i am his,” you said gently. “you don’t have to worry about that.”

ward smiled with lusty eyes, “i never doubted it, sweetheart.”

rafe stepped back finally, “we’re leaving.”

“already?” ward asked. “but she just got here.”

“and now she’s going.” rafe’s voice left no room for argument.

you let him lead you out, your heels clicking on the tile. he didn’t say a word until the front door shut behind you and he’d helped you into the passenger seat of his car, fingers shaking a little on the door handle.

“you okay?” you asked softly, hand on his thigh once he slid behind the wheel.

he let out a slow breath. “he always does this. tries to act cool. like he’s still got it.”

you leaned in, lips brushing his jaw. “he doesn’t.”

rafe looked over at you, with a certain softness showing his disappointment, “i hated how he looked at you.”

“i noticed.”

“you looked so good.”

you smiled at his cuteness, “you picked the dress.”

“and now i wanna burn it.”

“you don’t have to,” you whispered, trailing your hand up his thigh, gently rubbing on the head of his outlined cock. “you’re the only one who gets to take it off.”

he groaned, leaning forward to kiss you. it was rough at first, then slower, like he needed to remind himself he had you, not just defend you. his hand cupped your cheek.

“thanks for coming with me,” he whispered. “even if he’s a piece of shit.”

“you’re not your dad,” you said. “and you never will be.”

he kissed you again, longer this time. “good, because if i ever flirted with someone else’s girl, i’d want someone to break my fucking jaw.”

you grinned, lipstick smudged, eyes bright. “good thing you only flirt with me.”

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[littlelamy]

saw these and thought of chichi reader for u girl!!!’🙂‍↕️

YES!!! I LOVE IT 🤭

[littlelamy]

“rafe don’t, judge me.” your voice was so soft, almost nervous, while your fingers curled into the hem of your little pink cami, the really pretty yet basic one that barely covered anything. you were sitting on your knees at the foot of the bed, legs tucked underneath you, chewing your lip.

rafe blinked from where he sat against the headboard, with his shirt off. “baby,” he said, brows raised. “i’ve had my tongue in your ass. there’s nothing left to judge.”

you gasped, “rafe!”

he grinned showing his pearly whites, “just sayin’. if this is about the blowjob thing, you can relax.”

you crossed your arms under your chest, making your boobs push up even more. “it’s just—i want to. you do so much for me, and i keep thinking about it but i don’t wanna do it wrong.”

“there’s no wrong,” he said. “unless you bite me.”

you made a face, flinching at the idea, “obviously i’m not gonna bite.”

“some girls do,” he said, shifting his hips under the blanket, his cock already hardening at the just idea of you even talking about this. “you’re better than that. you’ve got good instincts.”

you narrowed your eyes, “how do you know what kind of instincts i have?”

“you’ve got natural mouth talent,” he said, smug. “i’ve seen the way you suck on your straws.”

you groaned, hiding your face in your hands, “God, this is so embarrassing.”

“it’s hot,” he said. “you on your knees, looking up at me like that, telling me you wanna suck my cock for the first time? baby, i’m gonna die.” you peeked up at him through your lashes, “okay, so…teach me?”

he moved the blanket back, revealing his cock—already thick, even before a touch. flushed dark at the tip, the long shaft curved slightly as it lay against his lower stomach, and his veins decorated the sides of it. when he shifted his hips just slightly, it slapped wetly against his abs—audible thwaap—leaving a smear behind.

your eyes widened, “it looks bigger like this.”

“that’s ‘cause you’re finally planning to be a good girl and put it in your mouth,” he said.

you rolled your eyes but heat reached your cheeks, crawling forward until you were between his legs. you reached out with one hand, fingers wrapping around the base, and he let out a low groan. “good grip,” he said. “now kiss it.”

you looked up, “just a kiss?”

“kiss the tip..get acquainted with him.”

you leaned in and pressed a soft, glossy kiss to the head. he twitched in your hand. “shit,” he breathed. “again.”

you kissed him again, slower this time, with a little more pressure. he tasted so clean, warm, and a little salty already. your heart pounded, but you weren’t scared. it was rafe. you wanted to do this.

“okay,” you whispered. “i think i’m ready.”

“open your mouth,” he said, lifting his head up gently manuvering his cock over your lips. “uh huh, tongue out, ah slowly. now lick the head.”

you dragged your tongue over the tip and he cursed, hips jerking up just slightly. “oh—oh okay good girl,” he muttered. “now use your hand and stroke while you suck.”

you started moving your hand, while wrapping your lips around the tip, letting it rest on your tongue before sliding a little further in. “hollow your cheeks,” he said. “not too much. yeah, just like that. fuck, fuck. chi, you’re natural.”

you blinked up at him, mouth full of cock, and he groaned again. “don’t look at me like that. you’ll make me cum.” you giggled, the sound vibrating around him, and he hissed through his teeth.

“Jesus, baby.” you pulled off, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. “was that okay?”

he looked attractive already with one hand in your hair. “it was perfect, but you gotta take more, baby.”

you swallowed, nodding, “okay, i’ll try.” you went back down, slower this time, easing more of him into your mouth, tongue flat while your cheeks sucked in just enough. your hand worked what you couldn’t fit, and soon you were bobbing your head, building a rhythm, spit slicking your lips, his cock shiny and wet from your effort.

“you’re so pretty like this,” he whispered. “my sweet baby, so eager to please. look at you sucking on my fat cock. fuck, sexy..” you moaned around him again, taking him deeper. your eyes watered, but you didn’t stop. you liked how he sounded. “slow,” he said, whimpering, “i’m gonna—fuck, i’m gonna cum—”

you pulled back with a wet pop, breathing hard. “i want you to.” his eyes darkened. “you sure?”

you nodded. “yeah, i wanna make you feel real good. i love when you make me feel good. i wanna return the favor, regularly speaking..”

he grabbed your chin, kissed you hard. “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

you went back down, hand pumping, tongue swirling under the head while you moaned just loud enough for him to hear. it didn’t take long for his 2nd climax. his hips jerked and he groaned your name, thick ropes of cum hitting your tongue, your lips, and your fingers.

you swallowed what you could, giggling as you wiped the rest from your mouth. “how’d i do?”

he stared at you, panting. “baby..you ruined me.” you crawled into his lap, straddling him with a smirk. “that’s what you get for loving a beginner.”

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[littlelamy]

god i wanna request more chihi and rafe but i has no idea ☹️☹️☹️

don't stress yourself, you can send it whenever!! but thank you so much for the love!

[littlelamy]

i’m obsessed with ur work add me to that taglist and let’s be moots🙏🏾🙏🏾

ofc babe!