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𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧

- 𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!bsf!reader

genre: fluff & smut -> 18+ only!

word count: 6k

warnings: smut, protected sex, oral sex (m receiving), mentions and consumption of alcohol (underage drinking for the americans under us) if I forgot anything, pls tell me

summary: u make safe an offer he can't say no to, no matter how dangerous it is for your friendship

It was a pretty summer evening, you were sitting at the bar at the Kildare country club, sipping on your favorite drink, a caipirinha. The barkeeper didn’t really care about IDs as long as the tip was good and you always paid high. You were scrolling through your phone, trying to catch up with your friends' group chat, when you recognized a voice behind you. Well, three voices to be exact: Kelce, Topper, and Rafe, your best friend since childhood. Normally you’d join them, but after Kelce walked in on you and his brother last week, you rather stayed where you were and hoped they wouldn’t see you. Unfortunately, your fears soon became true when Topper opened his mouth.

“Rafe, isn’t that (Y/N)?”

“What?” He asked, before following his finger that pointed at the bar. “Oh, yeah… I guess.”

“You guys, that reminds me, I forgot to tell you but guess who I caught Jason with last week!” Kelce exclaimed, almost excited.

And there it was.

“No, you didn’t!” Topper yelled out. “Rafe, did you know about this?”

“No Topper, I didn’t know about this and would you shut the fuck up, not everyone needs to know about this you asshole!”

“What, don’t you guys tell each other everything?” The blonde one scoffed.

“She isn’t obligated to tell me everything.” He mumbled quietly, almost impossible for you to hear but you noticed the shift in his voice, as if he was hurt by the fact that you didn’t tell him.

They probably thought that you couldn’t hear them, due to the AirPods in your ears but that was just one of the many reasons u went with the Pro Model instead of the normal ones.

“That makes me realize, it’s been a long ass time since I had some pussy…” Kelce groaned at his own realization, making the other two roll their eyes.

“When did you?”

“Last month.”

“It’s the third, Kelce.”

“I know.” He smirked, causing the other two to chuckle.

“Kelce, no one wants to know about your dirty sex life,” Rafe stated.

“Topper does. Besides, you’re just jealous.”

“Jealous?” He scoffed, as he took a sip from his drink, “Why on earth would I be jealous?”

“Because you don’t get pussy. Like… ever.”

“Bullshit!”

“Really?” Kelce questioned, raising an eyebrow. “When was the last time? And who?”

“Kelce…” Topper tried to intervene in order to save the mood but he was cut off by Rafe.

“Saturday. After your party and by the way, you run your mouth, you’ll never know who.” Rafe answered before he got up and took his drink.

“Oh come on! Don’t leave me hanging like this!” The other boy pleaded, “Where are you going?”

“Away.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at what you just witnessed. You didn’t like how the conversation had upset him, but at the same time, you thought it was funny how easily boys got upset by topics like this. You finished your drink and turned your attention back to your phone since you weren’t interested in what Kelce and Topper had to discuss now.

You had just ordered yourself another drink when you noticed someone taking the chair beside you.

“One beer please.” He ordered, sliding a twenty dollar bill over the counter.

He then turned to you, took out your airpod, and plugged it into his ear.

“Nothing?” He scoffed, before handing it back to you.

You just shrugged your shoulders and smiled innocently.

“Were you eavesdropping on me?”

“On you, and the girlfriends? Hell nah.” You chuckled.

He watched, as you slurped from your drink, and typed something into what he assumed was your friend's group chat but as much as he tried to believe you, he couldn’t help but think of the possibility that you did hear them.

“Cam.”

“Hm?”

“Stop staring at me, you creep, and drink your beer.”

“I’m not staring.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Fine. I’ll stop staring when you stop calling me that.”

“Never.”

“Then I’ll never stop staring.” He grinned, as he took another sip from his beer, causing you to roll your eyes.

You were right, he was staring. How couldn’t he? You were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. He’d thought that way when he was six years old and first saw you, moving into the house next to Topper and he still thought that way, fourteen years later when you were sitting at the bar next to him.

“Cam?”

“Hm?”

“Why didn’t you tell him the truth?”

He gave you a look of confusion, not knowing what you could’ve meant by that question. “What do you mean?” He asked, as he took another sip of his beer, before nervously waiting for you to elaborate.

“That you’re still a virgin.”

He tried to hide his surprise but failed miserably when he sent the contents of his mouth all over the bar counter. Suddenly, he felt a feeling of nervousness spreading through him, consuming every single nerve of his body.

“What makes you think that?” He asked as he reached for the tissue the bartender handed him. “I’m not… I’m not a virgin…” He whispered, “I’ve had sex before.”

“Really?” You chuckled in disbelief, as you eyed the boy in front of you, who tried to desperately clean himself up, while panic spread through his eyes. “Then why did you lie to them?”

“Lied? What makes you think I lied?”

“Because you were with me last Saturday after the party you dumbass and I know for sure that I kept my clothes on that night.”

“Hm.”

“But that doesn’t mean anything.”

“It doesn’t.” You agreed, taking another sip from your drink.

“Then what makes you think I never did it?”

“Because, Rafe Cameron, I've known you since you were six years old and you have been my best friend ever since. I know everything about you. Hell, you tell me everything. And don’t say you don’t, because you told me when you masturbated for the first time and Ward and your grandparents walked in on you and you were so frightened and embarrassed that you couldn’t control yourself and your sperm-”

“Sheesh okay, okay I get it!” He exclaimed, slamming his hand onto your mouth to keep you from brabbling out the most embarrassing moment of his life. “You know me.”

“I do. Now what I wanted to say was, that you always tell me everything. But you never told me about any girls. Sure that crush you had on Rachel Morgan in seventh grade but that doesn’t count. You never even told me about your first kiss.” You paused, as realization hit you. “Wait, did you even-”

“Yes!” He exclaimed quicker than he could finish your sentence. “Yes, I’ve had my first kiss, you chatterbox…”

You eyed him for a second, trying to figure out if he was lying or not but decided to believe him. For now.

“See, I knew you were eavesdropping before!”

“Of course I was.” You grinned. “But now, don’t change the subject. Why did you never do it?”

“Do we really have to talk about this? Here?”

“Yes. Now answer my question.”

“No.”

“Fine.”

And with that, it was over, as you didn’t want to make him any more uncomfortable than he visibly was already. You continued talking about other stuff, like what he did today and how you had to help your little brother with his school project because he had been too busy making out with his new girlfriend. You also talked about summer plans and if you wanted to go on vacation together but the air around the two of you was different. It turned into that thing that you couldn’t stop thinking about, no matter how hard you tried to.

It also brought another idea into your head, one that you couldn’t let go of even though you knew how bad it was. So bad, it could ruin your friendship and yet, it didn’t stop you from making the potentially biggest mistake of your life.

“I gotta go now, my mom’s cooking lasagna and I can’t miss that.”

“Sure.”

You grabbed your phone and bag, before hopping down from the bar stool. You wanted to turn around and just leave but something inside of you, made you stop by his side.

“You know…” You whispered into his ear, “You don’t have to stay a virgin. I can help you in that department. Think about it.” And with that you turned around and left the island club, leaving a speechless Rafe Cameron behind.

He would lie if he said he never thought about it. He’d thought about it almost every time he saw you, since you were seventeen. It started when you told him that your crush Jason Parker took your virginity after he’d asked you out on a date. The two of you dated for approximately five days before you found him sticking his tongue into Allison Taylor, your best friend back then. He’d found you crying in your room after you didn’t come to school that day.

It broke his heart, seeing you like this and it was from that moment on that he knew, he’d treat you better than any other guy ever would. And he was right. Since that day you’ve had your fair share of meaningless nights with several different guys and Rafe was always there to pick up the pieces. But after a while, you’d stopped caring. You stopped craving more than they were able to give and put yourself first. Because in the end, when you craved that type of love and affection, you’d always find some in Rafe's arms.

It wasn’t that he never had the chance to do it, there were plenty of chances but none of them felt right. None of those girls that offered themselves made him feel good, none were able to bring him into the mood and after a while, he just stopped trying.

But with you, with you, It could be different he thought, because he knew you. He knew with you, it wouldn’t be just a meaningless fling to get it over with. He took another sip from his beer before he pulled out his phone and opened his messages, your chat, to be exact.

He wanted to agree and say yes, but somehow his finger always deleted the message as soon as he typed it out. It wasn’t that he wasn’t sure if he wanted to do it, it was more that a part of him wasn’t quite sure if you’d been serious earlier. He was nervous, but he’d never get his answer if he didn’t ask. He knew he wanted to ask you but it wasn’t until later that evening when he finally found the courage to type out the words.

“Soo… where you serious?”

“About what?” You responded, but Rafe knew goddamn well that you knew what he was talking about, and that you’d sit in front of your phone, smiling about the fact that you’d make him type it out.

“Come on, you know what I mean…”

“…”

“Goddamnit, (Y/N)…”

“Would you do it? With me?”

He was sitting on his bed, waiting anxiously for your response, expecting it to take ages but to his surprise, your answer came faster than his screen went out.

“Yes.”

He didn’t realize it, but the second he read those three magic letters, a smile crept over his face, a smile so big it almost touched his ears.

“If you want to.”

“I do.”

“When?”

“Whenever you’re ready.”

“I am.”

And with that, it was settled. You were coming over tomorrow for your traditional movie night, always on the first Saturday of every month. You didn’t want it to feel too planned out for him, which was why you didn’t speak about it any further but it was obvious that it would most likely happen then.

To say he was nervous was an understatement. Rafe wasn’t used to feeling this way, he was barely ever nervous but this was different. He spent hours cleaning his room, he even put on new bed sheets and refilled his room refresher just to make everything perfect. He was pretty satisfied with his work until the thought entered his head that it might feel too forced so he grabbed a few clothes out of his laundry basket and put them back into the corner of his room, to make it feel more “natural”.

He then took a long and thorough shower, using more soap than he usually did and putting more perfume on than he should’ve, because he wanted to smell extra good for you. He was so nervous and so excited at the same time that his brain almost went blank when he heard the doorbell. He took a deep breath, before heading down the stairs where he almost collided with Wheezie.

“God, Rafe! Don’t you have eyes?”

“Sorry.”

“Geez you smell worse than a perfumery!” She complained, holding her hand in front of her nose.

“So bad?” He asked, becoming visibly nervous. “Shit!”

“What are you going on a date?” She giggled, “With who?”

“None of your business, now let me through!”

“With whom are you going out?”

Rafe was about to complain when she suddenly turned around and ran down the stairs, towards the front door. Rafe chased after her but didn’t make it in time to open the door before her.

“(Y/N)!” The girl exclaimed, surprised, “You look pretty tonight!”

“Thank you!” You chuckled with a slight look of confusion on your face.

“Have fun!” She giggled before she turned around and ran back upstairs.

“Don’t mind her.”

“Oh I never do, you know I love her.” You smiled softly as you entered the house and pulled him into a close hug.

You had to hold your breath for a second, not because he smelled bad, he smelled good and you’d always loved his perfume, it was just a little… much. He, however, couldn’t get enough of your scent. He engaged it as deeply as he could, hoping he’d never have to smell anything else.

You felt his heart pounding against your chest, now his heart had always pounded a little bit stronger when you hugged him but nothing like it did right now.

“Do you have Ice cream? I’ve been craving Ice cream the whole day but we’re out and can you believe it but they were out at the supermarket as well.” You brabbled away, sending a smile over his face. “That’s why I hate this hot weather, you know? Also, I never know what to wear.”

“Sweetheart, you live in the Outer Banks…”

“I know.” You grinned, as you opened the door of his freezer. “But I'll always be a New York girl at heart.”

“Look in the top one.” He suggested as you rummaged through every other drawer.

“Strawberry-Yogurt? Oh my god, I love you, Rafe Cameron!” You exclaimed, sending a warm feeling through his stomach.

He turned around and handed you two bowls and a spoon before he turned around to get two small ones as well.

He knew how much you loved ice cream, especially that flavor, which was why he made sure he’d always have some in case you were craving it. It always sent a smile across his face, when he made you happy and it was such an easy thing to do. You grew up rich, just like him but you never cease to appreciate the small things in life, something that he’d always admired about you.

You grabbed the bowls and sprinted upstairs, making it hard for the boy behind you to keep up. You got out of your sneakers and jumped onto his bed.

“What do you wanna watch?” He asked as he laid himself beside you and scrolled through his smart TV.

“It’s your turn to pick Cam.” You mumbled through your mouth full of ice cream. “Just nothing too cheesy.”

“I never pick something cheesy.”

“You wanted to watch Twilight last time.”

“Because I have never seen it before! I didn’t know what it was about…” He chuckled. “Besides, you always complain about my picks, no matter what I choose.

“Hmmm, keep telling that to yourself. And besides, not true.” You giggled. “Now here eat your ice cream before it melts.”

“You’d eat it before that happens.”

“True.”

He softly shook his head as he let out another soft chuckle before typing something into the TV.

“We’re the Millers?” You raised an eyebrow, “seriously?”

“See!” He laughed, “Here pick something yourself!” He added as he handed you the remote.

“No, no we’re watching this.”

“Okay.” He smiled and pressed play. He then finally started to touch his already half-melted ice cream and you scooted closer to him, so you could rest your head on his shoulder.

The two of you had always done it like this but somehow, everything you did or said today, let his heart beat faster. The movie was nice and you almost choked on your water twice, besides the fact that you were skeptical at first.

As soon as it was over you jumped up and headed to the bathroom, while Rafe went down and got something to drink. He knew that if it would happen tonight, then most likely soon which made his heart beat even faster than it already was. He decided he wanted to cool down a little bit, which was why he picked up a bottle of cherry-flavored whiskey and two classes, before heading back upstairs. He was about to pour himself a drink when he suddenly felt a soft hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t.” You said softly, causing him to turn around. You saw the questioning look on his face, which made you elaborate. “I know you’re nervous, baby… but you don’t want to be intoxicated for this.”

“It’s… it’s just one drink.”

“Trust me.” You smiled, “Do you want this? Are you ready? We can wait if you want to.”

“No.” He whispered, as he softly pulled away a strain of hair that had fallen into your face. “I don’t wanna wait.”

With that, he leaned in, carefully and still a little bit unsure if you really wanted this but when he saw the sparkle in your eyes when you looked at him he knew he couldn’t resist. He placed his hand on your hips, as the other one still held your face before pulling you closer to him until your lips finally touched. The kiss started, soft and careful, as if he needed to test the waters first but as soon as you kissed him back, it grew more and more passionate.

He had thought about this moment for a long time now, but the reality was better than anything he ever could’ve imagined. Your lips were soft and tasted like strawberries, due to the lip balm you always carried around with you.

You put your arms around his neck and let your hand stroke through his hair, something you’d always loved doing. He slowly let his hand wander down your waist, until he stopped at your ass, causing you to smirk against his lips.

You slowly pulled away from the kiss and looked into his eyes, asking one last time if he was sure he wanted to do this. As soon as he gave you a nod, you grabbed the ends of his shirt and pulled it off his arms, as he put them up for support. You then turned around, signaling him to pull down the sipper of your dress. He was left speechless, the second it fell off your shoulders and revealed your body. He took a few seconds to take everything in.

His eyes traveled down from your lips to your tits, which were hidden in a beautiful black lace bra, which revealed just enough to feed on his imagination of what would hide beneath it. His eyes then traveled further down to a rose tattoo on your rips, just beneath your boobs. You had quite a few tattoos, some he knew of, mostly because he was the one accompanying you to your appointment, but others, he had never seen before. Like the small date written in Roman numerals, just above the lace of your matching thong. He didn’t know what it meant but it didn’t matter. He was so amazed by your beauty, he forgot about time. You thought it was adorable how his eyes were fixated on your body, almost as if he was afraid to look at anything else.

It was you, who brought him back to reality when you placed your Index finger under his chin, gently pushing it up before leaning in for another kiss. You slowly opened his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, before pushing it down his body. You too, needed a second to take everything in. It wasn’t the first time that you’d seen him shirtless, just like it wasn’t the first time that he’d seen you exposed like this since the two of you had spent hundreds of hours at the beach together but it was the first time in a setting like this. You softly caressed his strong shoulders, as you felt his muscles playing beneath your fingertips, while your eyes traveled over his chest down to his abs.

He truly was the most beautiful man you had ever seen and all this time, he had been right in front of you. When you looked up at him, you were met with the prettiest eyes you had ever seen accompanied by the typical Rafe Cameron smirk, the one you loved so damn much.

Suddenly, you felt this small string of nervousness floating through your body, something you didn’t expect. Maybe it was the way he was looking at you or maybe it was the fact that you were about to be his first, which gave you a great responsibility, in your eyes at least. You wanted it to be perfect, you wanted to be perfect, so it would be a memory he held high in his heart forever. You wanted it to be everything your first time wasn’t, you wanted it to feel like heaven for him.

He then took your hand and led you to the bed, where he sat down and pulled you on top of him. You placed your lips on his, but this time with more force and passion than before. The second your tongue met his, it became a fight over dominance, one you didn’t expect. You were even more surprised, when he opened your bra in one try, as if it was nothing.

That’s talent. You thought to yourself, before pulling it off completely and letting it fall on the floor. Now if you thought he was stunned before, then he was hypnotized now. He let his thumbs travel over your nipples, sending shivers down your spine since they’d always been your soft spot. Especially after you got them pierced a few months ago, everything was intensified and he knew that. Soon, he replaced his thumbs with his mouth, which caused you to moan out loud. You let your head fall back and closed your eyes, as you enjoyed every single second of it.

Your hands traveled through his hair, gripping tight every time he softly nipped on them, careful not to hurt you. His tongue sent shivers through your spine, making you crave him more and more with every second that passed. You started slow movements on his lap, intensifying them with every move until you felt his hardened erection pressing against your folds. You knew that he wanted more and you were more than happy to give it to him.

You pulled yourself back up and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, signaling him to look up. When he did, he immediately went in for another kiss, making it hard for you to concentrate. You drew soft lines over his chest until you reached his nipples, which caused his dick to twitch under you. You knew he loved this, the hardened grip on your ass showed you just how much he loved this but when you placed your full hand on his chest you were met with a heartbeat so fast, it was almost worrying.

“God, you're nervous.” You whispered, causing him to look up at you. “But don’t worry baby boy.” You smiled, “Just lean back and relax, I’ve got you.”

“Okay.” He said and crawled back so he could lay down properly.

“Good boy. Now close your eyes and relax.”

You carefully pulled down his boxers and took in the sight in front of you. You felt the saliva in your mouth building up at his erection, a picture that would burn itself in your mind forever. You then leaned down and slowly let your tongue trace over his top, causing Rafe to release a soft moan.

“That’s right baby, moan for me. Show me what you like.”

And he did. Every move you made was followed by a moan of his, some softer and some louder. When you took his whole length into your mouth, his hands grabbed the sheet under him, forming fists as he tried not to scream out loud. He had never felt something like this before and it made him go crazy. You let your tongue trace circles around him, as you moved your lips up and down his length. You knew he was getting close, so you stopped. Sure, he might’ve been able to keep going but you didn’t know that and you didn’t want him to miss the best part.

“Why did you stop?”

“Because there’s so much more I wanna show you.”

“I want to make you feel good too…”

“But you are, baby.” You smiled, “Making you feel good, makes me feel good. Besides, today is all about you.”

“Then come here.” He said and signaled you to come closer.

As soon as you were in reach, he grabbed you and pulled you close to him, until he smashed his lips onto yours. This time, he was hungrier and his tongue was stronger, quickly taking over dominance. You loved this side of him, it showed you that he was comfortable and less nervous than before. And you were right. Soon his fingers were tipping around your clit and you were sure he could feel your juice through your panties. In one quick movement, he pushed your thong aside and his index finger into you. You were surprised, to say the least, but couldn’t stop moaning into his mouth. As if he knew what to do, he soon added his middle finger, causing your walls to clench around him. His movements got faster and faster, making it hard for you to concentrate.

“How does that feel?” He asked as if you were not about to cum on his fingers.

“Good…. You’re doing so good, baby, please don’t stop.” You were whimpering but barely getting the words out, sending a smirk over his face. You totally lost it when he added his thumb to the party and started tracing circles around your clit.

Within seconds you reached your high, moaning out his name as he finger fucked you through your orgasm.

“How… how on earth did you…” You whispered, still trying to catch your breath. “How did you know…”

“I’ve read this book…” He stated, leaving you even more speechless.

“You’ve read this book?” You paused, “You mean porn?”

“No, an actual book!” He laughed, “Don’t be so surprised! I read sometimes.”

“So many things I didn’t know about you, Rafe Cameron…” You smirked.

“Really? What else didn’t you know?”

“What an amazing kisser you are, for example.”

He smirked at your answer, pulling you closer to him. “Say that again…” He mumbled but didn’t leave you any room to do so as he immediately went in to prove your statement.

And you weren’t lying, he was an amazing kisser. He was very attentive in what he was doing, every little thing you seemed to like he saved into his brain and repeated it at every fitting moment. He let his hands travel down to your ass, where he started to pull down your thong. You went to his assistance when you noticed his struggle, reaching further down your legs. As soon as your panties hit the floor, you went back up to kiss him.

“Are you…” You mumbled, “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” He whispered, as his arm reached towards his nightstand and pulled out a colorful little package, and handed it to you. “Can you…”

“Sure.”

You had to do a little bit of hand work before you rolled it over with ease. You then positioned yourself so that you could slide it in easily. As soon as you felt him inside of you, the two of you moaned out loudly, almost synchronized. You knew that he’d feel good, after all, you had eyes but you didn’t expect him to feel that good.

You took his hands and placed them on your tits, as you started to move. He picked up on it immediately and massaged them, with his thumb tracing over your nipples. You got goosebumps from the way he made you feel but weren’t the only one.

He had never felt this good before, hell he didn’t even know he was able to ever feel that good. Sure he’d read things or seen them, but he never expected them to feel that way in real life. He never expected you to make him feel like he was in heaven but that’s exactly what you did. The way you moved your hips, the way your hands traced over his chest, as your nails dug into his skin, or the way your tits bounced to the rhythm of your movements. You felt so tight around him as if you were made just for him, and the way his tip reached your spot every time you made him thrust into you as if he was made just for you. As if you were made for each other.

After a while you leaned down again, looking directly into his beautiful eyes. “Would you be an angel for me and suck them, baby?” You asked, batting your eyes at him. And who would he be to deny you that wish? Without missing a beat, he sat up a little bit and started sucking on your nipples again, just like he did before.

And again you let your head fall back as he made your eyes roll. He was so careful, not to hurt you and yet managed to bite you so softly, sending shivers down your spine once again. His hands were on your back, holding you close to him, as his nails dug into your skin. You were pretty sure he would leave some marks but you didn’t care. All you wanted to do was to make him feel good, so you started to plant kisses down his neck, first soft ones, before becoming rougher and rougher.

He’d stopped sucking by now, as he let his head fall to the side to give you better access.

You moved your tongue up his neck until you reached his ear and started softly nibbling on it, making him moan out loud. He had no idea how good that could feel and that he’d like it so much but oh how he did. Everything you did, he loved, it was like you had opened this whole new world for him.

A world filled with pleasure and fun, filled with all those things he had never experienced and done before and it felt amazing.

You pushed him back into the mattress of his bed and started to fasten your movements. You grabbed his bed frame for support, as you pounded onto him, with all your fire and strength. He held you by your waist for support, occasionally sliding down to your ass. He wanted to help and support you, but he was scared he’d bring you out of your rhythm. Not that you needed any support, he was already on the edge of cumming. You noticed, by the way, his dick twitched inside of you and the way he bit his lips, that he was close.

“Don’t hold back for me baby boy, let go for me.” You managed to get out between your moans. “Be a good boy and cum for me.”

And with that, he let go and he sounded so beautiful doing so. In fact, you were convinced it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever heard. Rafe Cameron had always had trouble keeping himself together but never had to do so when he was with you. With you, he could be himself, he never had to keep up an act and convince everyone around him that he was a good man, a good son, and a worthy heir to his fathers' empire. With you, he could just be himself.

“That was…” He tried to speak but was still trying to catch his breath. “That was incredible.”

“You were incredible, baby.” You smiled, before carefully getting off his dick, trying not to take the condom with you. You placed a soft kiss on his lips, before asking: “do you want me to take care of this? I need to go to the bathroom anyway.”

“Me too, love. I’ll just take this. You can go to mine, I'll take the one down the hallway.” He said, before grabbing a clean pair of boxers and disappearing into the hallway.

When he came back, you were already sitting on his bed, a bag of sweets in your hand. “Want some?” You asked with a mouth full of gummy bears, causing him to laugh.

“You already know.”

You handed him the bag and he took out a red strawberry, knowing they were your favorites.

“Ey, not this one!” You complained, which only animated him to take another one. “So rude!”

“You know me.” He grinned, making himself comfortable next to you.

You were already in your sleepwear, a gray tank, and some black shorts, which signaled him that you’d be staying over for the night. You’d done so many times before, in the same bed as him as well but this time it felt different. It made him feel like everything was normal, that you didn’t regret anything, and that you weren’t weirded out by what just happened.

He crawled under the blanket and turned himself to face you, who was still chewing on some gummy bear. He loved that sight of you, picking around in your bag, desperately looking for some red ones, even though you knew he had probably just eaten the last two.

“Thank you, you know…” He whispered as if he was still unsure if he wanted to go there.

“For what?” You grinned, knowing how much it would annoy him.

“You know exactly, for what!” He chuckled, trying to hide his embarrassment.

“Pleasure.” You grinned.

“Now stop eating these, I’m pretty sure you already brushed your teeth!” He grabbed the bag of sweets out of your hand and placed it on his nightstand.

“You are so mean.”

“I thought we’d established that already.” He grinned, before turning around to turn off the lights.

He turned back around, where you were already facing him. It was dark in the room but he was still able to see your face through the moonlight.

“Good night, princess.”

“Good night, Cameron.” You whispered, as you leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

He then turned around and closed his eyes, trying to relieve every single moment of that night, hoping he’d dream of it. He was about to fall asleep when he heard your voice again.

“Hey, Cam?”

“Hm?”

“Did you put that pile of stinky clothes back there so you won’t look like you tried too hard?”

“No?”

“Oh, you so did.” You chuckled, as u closed your eyes and turned around.

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