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Rafe Cameron~ Kook Prince

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The Kook Prince defends the Pogue Queen.

Rafe watched from afar as Evelyn Mae, the Pogue Queen herself argued with Topper, she was always arguing with the Kooks hating on how they always put their hierarchy as their personalities. Rafe rolled his eyes, it had nothing to do with him, he hated Pogues and it was always gonna stay that way…but he couldn’t bring himself to hate her.

“Fuck you and your stupid watch,” Evelyn spat, her blood boiled as Topper continued throwing accusations at her and her friends for ‘stealing’ it because who else would it be?

“I know it was one of you dirty fucking Pogues,” Topper said through gritted teeth shoving his finger in her face, out of annoyance she slapped his finger away.

“Yeah, always quick to blame the Pogues, but never to assume it was one of your own,” She scoffed shaking her head in disbelief, she couldn’t believe this, she couldn’t believe him.

Evelyn rolled her eyes sick of hearing his voice and went to walk away from Topper, until he yanked her arm back, “what the fuck, let go of me,” she protested trying to free her arm from his grasp. Rafe’s attention snapped back towards the two, his friend and a Pogue.

His eyebrows furrowed as he watched Topper’s grip on her arm tighten, should he intervene?

“Not until you give me my watch back, Pogue,” Topper denied tightening his grip on her arm, not caring about the pain he was causing her, after all she was scum to him.

“Topper we don’t have it, now fucking let go!” She yelled out, still trying to break her arm free, wincing slightly.

“You heard her Topper, let go,” the deep voice recognised easily by anyone to be none other than Rafe beckoned out, Topper turned around seeing Rafe towering over him, looking down at him he quickly released her wrist raising his arms above his head.

“Hey man, it was just a joke,” Topper tried to lie, Rafe’s nostrils flared slightly and his jaw clenched, he didn’t do anything but his intimidating presence was enough to make him move far away from Evelyn.

Evelyn looked to Rafe rolling her eyes, “great the Kook Prince has come to save my day,” she sarcastically retorted.

Rafe squinted his eyes at her slightly, “shouldn’t you be thanking me?” He asked not sure how this thing worked.

Evelyn looked to him, rubbing her arm slightly where Topper’s fingerprints remained, “I had it handled,” she muttered under her breath. Why out of all people was Rafe helping her, he hated her friends and he hated Pogues.

Rafe’s eyes landed on her wrist, his jaw clenching in anger, he didn’t know why he was getting so worked up over someone like her. He took a step forward grabbing her arm, much more gently in comparison to how Topper did, his thumb carefully and delicately brushing over where the marks lay, “I’ll have a word with him about this, he will never come near you or your friends ever again.”

Evelyn listened to his words carefully to see if there was any hint of lying behind it, but to her surprise there wasn’t. The way his fingers moved smoothly over her forming bruises made her question, no. She couldn’t think like that. He was a Kook. And she was a Pogue.

“Thanks,” she muttered not pulling her arm away from his touch yet, liking the softer side to his usual erratic, explosive, uncontrollable self.

“Anytime,” he hummed, immediately regretting it, why’d he say that? They weren’t friends. She was the Pogue Queen. A. Pogue.

Evelyn locked eyes with him momentarily, swallowing before pulling her arm away, she looked to him one last time confusion and everything else running through her body before she walked away from him.

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[neonbutterflywings]

Rafe Cameron

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Warning: hate s3X, rough, swearing, smũT, raw, unprotected.

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Hi my loves i’m gonna be very active on Tumblr, so DM me for any requests i’ll do any within reason!

“i fucking hate you,” i whimper in between moans as my hips rock back and fourth against him quickly, his grip on my ass tightening profoundly.

“You think i fucking like you too?” Rafe rhetorically asks as he grabs my waist flipping me over quickly, he grabs one of my legs roughly placing it over his shoulder as he finds a better angle.

I moan loudly, gripping the white bedsheets beneath me, my tits bouncing with each thrust. “Fuck you,” i mutter through a moan, Rafe grunts wrapping his hand around my throat and squeezing with some pressure, but not enough to suffocate me.

I smirk in arousal enjoying the sound of his balls slapping against my ass and the feeling of his hand wrapped tightly around my throat, my back arches slightly into him as he ploughs deeper into me, my moans surrounding the room.

“Shut the fuck up,” Rafe orders but with each moan i make, his cock continues to twitch inside of me.

“Make me, stupid prick,” I moan louder as he tightens the pressure around my neck.

“Stupid whore,” he replies a small moan falling from his lips, he releases my throat raising a hand and slapping my breasts, the stinging sensation mixed with the pleasure of him pounding into me fuelling the knot in my stomach.

Like i weighed nothing, he flipped me over again, forcing my back into an arch, stuffing my face into the pillow, he slammed himself back inside of my entrance making me yell out in pain and pleasure due to his thick long shaft.

Rafe dug his nails into my hips, reaching forward to grab my hair and pull it back, the pain making that knot loosen, i was close.

“Fuck, yes, yes,” I moan loudly, causing his grip on my hair to become more aggressive as well as his pace.

“Fuck you, i’m gonna fucking cum,” I cry out, with his free hand he reaches forward roughly rubbing my clit, slapping it every now and then, the knot getting looser and looser.

“Cum like the desperate bitch you are,” he seethed through his teeth, his own orgasm on the edge but he had to make her cum first.

With the continued pressure and pace on my clit, i couldn’t withhold it anymore, my legs shaking and my arch faltering as the knot in my stomach let go, Rafe pushed my head further into the pillow to quieten my moans.

“Fucking slut,” he groaned as his own orgasm followed after hers, feeling her cunt tense around him and spasm was enough to throw him off his edge. He leaned forward biting into her shoulder as he came hard inside of her.

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[neonbutterflywings]

Colby Brock

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hello beautiful people, I've decided to make this because one he is absolutely gorgeous and this idea came to me last night and I couldn't ignore it any longer, I plan to take requests of any fanfic, I hope this fanfic finds you well and most of all sit back and enjoy! Warnings!!- Alcohol, smut!, femreader, intoxication, fluff, swearing, grinding, sexual dancing

I was getting ready for the night I had ahead of me, one that I knew would end in me doing something stupid. My two best friends of 14 years, Sam and Colby were hosting a party to celebrate hitting 10 million followers, I had made multiple appearances on their channel and was asked by Colby to come with them more often as it seemed their fan base loved me.

I stood leaning against my bathroom sink, humming in tune with a Deftones song that echoed throughout my bedroom into my bathroom, every beat bouncing off each corner of the room ricochetting back into my ears, the enticing rhythm overflowing my body with a buzz.

I adjusted the transparent sleeve, that lay off of my shoulders of my black sparkly dress that sat tightly but comfortably against my thighs, my long y/h/c hair bounced perfectly curling up round my arms. I had just completed my makeup, a task I loved most, making myself feel confident, the dark contrast of black and brown eye shadow creating the effect of a smokey eye look, perfeclty coated with even eyeliner. The base of my makeup smooth and delicately crafted together to make any blemishes or scars unable to be identified.

The dark deep red lip liner carefully traced my lips, making their shape and plumpness more noticeable, my makeup had matched my hair and my outfit causing a smirk to twist the outer corners of my mouth upwards, it was hard not to look, I looked amazing.

After placing a black leather jacket over my arms and lacing up my Doc Martens, I grabbed my car keys and headed over to their place, which wasn't too far from mine.

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Upon arrival I could hear the bass of the speakers rumble through the air cutting through it like a knife, the party had already begun. I got out my car, reaching for my phone, messaging Colby.

Y/N: I'm here, come out!

Within a matter of a few passing seconds, Colby had read and replied to the message.

Colby: Coming

It didn't take the blue-eyed boy long before I saw his tall toned figure walk out in search for me, once his eyes met mine a warm smile replaced the once frown, his eyes sparkled with excitement, making my stomach flutter.

He came close, the scent of his husky deep warm cologne clashing against my nose, the smell was inviting and familiar. He wrapped his arms around my smaller frame, my hands snaking around his waist in a small embrace.

He pulled away, staring at me, his mouth open slightly, I could feel the heat on my cheeks begin to arise and quickly looked away from his gaze. "What?" I hummed.

"Nothing," Colby shook his head chuckling slightly before leading me up into their place. I was greeted by an excited Sam who collided into me in a happy manner, the hug and atmosphere difference between him and Colby's hug played at the back of my mind. Despite it, I shrugged it off and made my way through the crowd of people, Colby hot on my trail.

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Me, Sam and Colby all stood in our own little group, I poured three shots of vodka into shot glasses passing them around the group, "I just wanted to say I'm so proud of you guys for how far you've come, to 10 million subs," I cheered as we all clinked glasses before chucking the liquid back, it burnt and tingled at my throat and I knew that in a few hours time, that sensation would no longer remain.

"Thank you y/n/n, it means a lot, we couldn't of done it without you," Colby hummed earning a nod of agreement off of Sam, we all spoke and chat together for a while before Sam went off to dance. But Colby remained by my side.

I sipped on my Vodka Coke, watching as Colby threw back another shot smacking his lips together, he turned to me, a grin on his face, I watched as his eyes travelled along my body judging my outfit, "you have good style."

"Thank you," I smiled, grinning like a teenager with a big crush. Colby's hair was placed carefully and softly over his head, his bright eyes watching mine, I broke eye contact nervous, but most of all, this was my best friend. "Me and Sam are doing another haunted house video, you should join," he suggested breaking the new growing tension between us.

"Yeah, I might," I hummed unsure, the last one really spooked me out, I ended up with scratch marks on my arms and back. Colby looked at me almost pleadingly, huffing I agreed, a decision I'd probably end up regretting, resulting in him grinning like a child in a candy store.

"You look beautiful," he came closer leaning down to whisper into my ear, his minty breath brushing at my ear sending tingles through my body. The grasp on my glass getting tighter as the flutters in my stomach began to arise. The short distance between our faces making my palms sweat from nerves. Suddenly there was no spit left in my mouth, making me gulp a large amount of my drink.

"Y/N!!!" I heard an excited girl cry out, Colby stepped back pouring another drink for himself, I turned to see Tara running towards me, I embraced my smaller close friend into my arms, her body jumping up and down in excitement.

"Tara!!" I smiled flashing my teeth at her as we pulled apart, I admired Tara for her style, makeup and hair, it always looked so perfect and flawless, I knew her for years and years through a high school party I met her at, one that I had actually snuck into.

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Me and Tara had had a few drinks by now and my body was buzzed full of electricity as the alcohol ran through my bloodstream, it was safe to say I was tipsy but not drunk, yet. My body and hers danced in beat swaying side to side, she pulled out her phone recording the two of us dance together, letting out a small excited squeal.

"So, what's going on with you and Colby?" Tara asked yelling over the music putting her phone away. I furrowed my brows pausing dancing to lean into her, "what do you mean?" I asked.

"Oh come on y/n," Tara laughed pushing my shoulder playfully but when she realised I was being serious her smile faltered her brows tugging towards each other, "seriously? girl you two have serious chemistry, do you not see the way he looks at you?" She chuckled.

"Huh? What?" I laughed as the alcohol in my system was kicking in, feeling each pulsation from the speakers throughout my body.

"That boy is in loveeee with you," Tara slurred before sipping her drink offering me some to which I quickly accepted. My head spun and my heart raced, not because I was scared, but because I was excited, he was my best friend, but maybe I wanted it to be more than that, no, screw it I did want it to be more than that. But I was scared this idea of him 'being in love with me' was just delusions. What if I ruined the friendship.

"I'll be back," I sighed to Tara who just nodded finding someone else in the crowd to dance with, pushing past all the people I reached the drinks station, grabbing a fresh bottle of raspberry vodka out the cupboard I unscrewed the cap and washed a mouthful round my mouth swallowing it, wincing at the slight burn as the alcohol scratched my throat.

"Might wanna slow down there," a voice I recognised all too well spoke from beside me, I was met with his lowly lit blue eyes.

"Maybe I don't want to," I shrugged making him cock an eyebrow up, his tongue dragging against the inside of his right cheek, fuck that was hot, I thought. Shit what the fuck am I thinking? My head was spinning with lustful thoughts of Colby, my body yearning to be with his, but in the back of my mind remained that what if?

Colby chuckled at my reply before grabbing my hand and leading me towards the area where everyone was dancing, his thumb brushing repeatedly over my knuckles, my eyes fixated on it. We stopped and he grabbed the vodka bottle out my hand, using his other hand to twirl me around so my back was pressed up against his front.

"Do you trust me?" He asked bending down to my ear so I could hear him over the music that blasted out the speakers. I nodded my head, nerves flooding my body in anticipation of what he had planned, "I'm gonna need you to say it princess," the nickname caught me off guard making my breath hitch in my throat.

Regardless I listened to his instructions, clearing my throat I turned my face towards him, our lips inches away from one another, "yes, I do trust you." With those words of confirmation he snaked his free hand around my throat, pulling my head back until it lay rest on his chest, the action making my knees go weak and a knot of sexual desire tighten in my stomach.

Despite, the dimly lit room, I could still see the flash of lust that passed by in his eyes, his thumb made its way into my mouth and he tugged at the bottom of my mouth to indicate for me to open it, willingly I did so. With one hand gently placed around my neck, he used the other to pour the raspberry vodka into my mouth, stopping before it could overflow, I gulped down the liquid.

It could've been the heat from the sea of sweaty bodies dancing, but I could've sworn the temperature between our close bodies arose, his hand slipped from my throat and slid to my waist, "can I?" he asked for permission for his hand to be placed there, "yes," I nodded. His touch sent a shock through my body but also followed a relieving sensation like i'd been craving for his touch all along. The music had changed to a slow beat that matched the intimate moment between us.

The alcohol and music had submerged my body, making my hips sway side to side, creating friction from my behind to his front, Colby's grip on my waist tightened slightly as he moved his body in sync with mine. With each beat and each touch from his body, I couldn't help but feel aroused, thoughts of him flashing through my mind quickly.

"Fuck y/n," he whispered down into my ear, doing things to my body, and doing things to my mind, I needed him. I turned around to face him, placing my hands around his neck, I looked into his eyes, "I need you Colby," I pleaded, his eyes widened, but his grip tightened.

"I'm gonna need you to say that again for me," Colby smirked his voice sounded low and demanding and oh did that do things to me, "I. Need. You." It didn't take Colby long before his lips met mine, it was passionate and slow at first as his hands stroked up and down my side, I felt a slight relief but it didn't cancel out the ache my body had for him, I needed more of him, I needed all of him.

The kiss grew hungry from both of us, as Colby's hand was fixated on my jaw grabbing the side of my face in a small squeeze from time to time, our lips danced together in a steady and even rhythm, his lips were soft and tasted like cocoa butter, making my tongue drag along them, his taste causing me to hum in acceptance.

His tongue slipped past my lips and paused waiting for my approval, with the slight opening of my mouth Colby didn't waste any time, his tongue found mine and they clashed battling for each other in a war of hunger and desire for one another. My hands moved to his black button up, balling it into my fists, if there wasn't other people around I think I would've ripped it off of him by now.

"I can't..." Colby whispered pulling apart, my heart dropping into the pit of my stomach, had I rushed him? Did I go to far? Judging from the chuckle that echoed out from his mouth I presumed I was overthinking it, "I can't just kiss you, I want more of you y/n, I want all of you all over me and now," Colby explained his voice whiney and desperate but not in a cringe way, in a way that made a pool in my underwear.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I questioned, I had no idea where this confidence came from, maybe the alcohol or maybe it was because we were both craving each other and the idea of him craving me in the same way made that want/need for him even stronger. I watched as his jaw clenched and unclenched, he looked down at me without saying anything, before pulling me out of the crowd and towards the stairs.

He made me go in front of him so no one could see up my dress, that rid up with each step I took, Colby's hands firmly pulling it down. Once at the top, he led me into his bedroom. He pushed the door shut, switching his light on, revealing the all to familiar bed. With no hesitation he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist securely. His hands rest under my butt cheeks, squeezing them tightly.

"God you're so beautiful," he admired before taking my lips into his, that same hunger from before coming back, my head spun and my heart raced each beat thudding against my chest, feeling the echo of it through every part of my body. It's not like I hadn't had sex before, but he made me feel a way no one else had before. He pulled away gently biting down on my bottom lip, the pleasure buzzing through me, my own body betraying me as my mouth let a small moan escape my lips.

Colby's eyes lit up in excitement, "I like the sound of that," he hummed taking me over to his bed where he carefully placed me so I was lay down, his leg resting between my legs making them part slightly, he was now on top of me as his knee pressed up against my underwear, fuck. He peppered small passionate pecks along my face, before his tongue traced the outline of my jaw, his lips travelling down to my neck where he sucked and licked the spots that caused my hand to shoot up into his hair tugging on his beautiful locks.

This only caused Colby to continue hitting those spots, my legs trapping his legs as they squeezed together to cover the fact my cunt was literally dripping. His fingers danced teasingly over my sleeves, as his tongue found my collarbones, delicately making sure to not miss any part that made me hum in delight.

"Can I?" He asked looking up at me, his fingers hooking around the top of my dress. I stood up, pulling it down fully, stepping out of it to reveal the black lacy thong that hugged my hips, defining my figure, before removing my shoes. His eyes sparkled with admiration and amazement. He made his way over to me, pressing my back up against his wall, he grabbed my hands placing them above my head, securing them with his own hand.

With his free hand, he trailed his fingers down my jaw, then down my collarbones, hovering over my nipples, he watched as my face twisted in desperation. Without another thought, his fingertips met my nipples, rubbing in circular motions, making sure to cover both nipples, the cold air hit them as soon as his touch came off them, causing me to gasp. He placed his knee in between my leg, to steady my smaller frame, but the pressure against my core made me want to create that friction to satisfy my needs.

His mouth quickly found my nipples, latching his lips around it he sucked gently, my eyes rolling back, but it wasn't enough I needed more from Colby. He began to play with the other one with his fingers, the pleasure washing over me, he caught my nipple in his teeth nibbling it, the pain mixing with the pleasure intertwining with each other, matched perfectly for each other, this time I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped from my lips, "good girl," he praised.

"Please Colby," I begged, he looked up to me, before nodding his head a small smirk playing at his lips. "Do you think you can keep them held up yourself?" He asked referring to my arms above my head. "Yes," I lied, he hummed unsure but still let go of the grip he had on my wrists, his tongue continued its adventure this time down my stomach, then lower stomach.

He was now on his knees in front of me, it was definitely a sight I loved but also one that drove me crazy. He let his fingers wrap around the thin material of my panties, before sliding them down my legs, looking up into my eyes as I stepped out of them. He grabbed my thigh placing my leg over his shoulder, so all of my cunt was exposed to him, glistening in the light from how wet he made me.

He teased it by placing small kisses on my clit, "please Colby...st-stop teasing," I managed to get out between small breaths. With that, he let his tongue flick over my clit before bringing it into his mouth sucking on it, starting with a small amount of pressure before increasing it, I couldn't keep them there anymore I needed to touch him, releasing my hands, my fingers quickly made their way through his hair gripping onto strands. This time Colby hummed with pleasure, the vibrations of his mouth vibrating against my core, the knot of pleasure increasing.

Colby's finger slid through the slit, going back and forwards the movement making my head spin, it wasn't long before he slipped a digit in there, continuing to suck, my pleasure intensified. My body grew weak, leaning on the wall for support as his tongue and finger made me crumble. Another digit, the pace quickening hitting right where it needed to. "F-fuck...agh...mmm," I managed to get out, his pace never slowed down and he never got tired, he was determined to make me finish.

"You're doing so well baby," he cooed, before rubbing his thumb in circular motions over my clit, my back arched off the wall, my leg tightening around his shoulder bringing him closer, just like that I began to slowly ride his face and fingers. I could feel it, the knot in my stomach loosening.

"You're gonna make me cum, if you keep doing that," I said breathlessly. "That's the whole point doll," he got out before continuing, another digit, "ahh...fuckk." My moans continued to escape through my lips, motivating Colby to continue, my hands clawed at his back as I felt the beginning of my orgasm surface.

"I'm gonna...cum," I staggered breathlessly, it didn't take long for my orgasm to arrive, as I crumbled, my legs shaking from holding myself up and the intensity of the orgasm, my back arching and my nails digging into Colby's back, Colby didn't stop but continued as I rode out my high. He pulled his fingers out, standing up he looked me in the eyes as he sucked my juices off of his fingers.

"You taste so good," he hummed in enjoyment before leaning in and kissing me, this time it wasn't hungry it was passionate and full of love. His tongue clashed with mine and I could taste the remainders of myself.