#cuddly!rafe

[rafeyssugar]

baby girl

rafe treats y/n like she’s made of glass. like she’s something soft, delicate—something his.

and she lets him. because how could she not? when he’s always looking at her like that? when his touch is always so gentle?

like now—when she pouts at him from the passenger seat, arms crossed, lips pursed in that way that makes him weak.

“what?” he asks, fighting back a smirk, reaching over to squeeze her thigh.

“you didn’t let me carry the bags.”

rafe exhales, shaking his head. “because you don’t need to. what kind of boyfriend would i be if i let you carry heavy shit, huh?”

y/n huffs, turning to the window. “they weren’t even that heavy.”

and that’s when he knows—she’s just being a brat.

so he leans over at a red light, pressing a kiss to her temple. “my sweet girl,” he murmurs, lips dragging down to her jaw. “so spoiled, huh?”

she mumbles something under her breath, but he catches it—“not spoiled.”

he just grins. “nah, you are, angel. i made you that way.”

because he does spoil her. carries her bags, opens her doors, pulls her into his lap just because. worships her. and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

so when they get home, and she starts trying to grab the shopping bags again, he just tuts, plucking them right out of her hands.

“what did i say, baby?”

she pouts up at him. “but—”

rafe just shakes his head, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “no buts. let me take care of you.”

she lets out a dramatic sigh but doesn’t argue, instead watching as he carries all the bags inside like it’s nothing.

“you know,” she says, plopping onto the couch, stretching like a cat, “i could have helped.”

rafe raises a brow, setting the bags down before making his way over to her. “oh yeah?”

“yeah.”

he hums, settling beside her, pulling her into his lap with ease. “but you like when i baby you, huh?”

she rolls her eyes, but he sees the way her lips twitch, how she doesn’t move away when he starts pressing slow, lazy kisses to her neck.

“admit it,” he murmurs, voice low, teasing. “you like being my spoiled little baby girl.”

she exhales, tilting her head slightly as he keeps kissing, hands gripping at his shirt.

“maybe.”

rafe chuckles, pulling back to look at her. “yeah?”

she shrugs, playing with the collar of his shirt, but when she finally looks up, she’s got that look in her eyes—the one that makes him weak. the one that tells him she’s just as obsessed with him as he is with her.

so he kisses her—slow, deep, like he’s got all the time in the world.

when they finally pull apart, he brushes a thumb over her cheek, voice soft. “good girl.”

-

now she’s curled up in his lap, fingers lazily playing with the chain around his neck, lips slightly swollen from how he’d kissed her stupid just moments ago.

and he can’t help himself.

his hands roam—slow, lazy, like he’s got nowhere else to be. one hand resting on the small of her back, the other tracing patterns along her bare thigh, dipping beneath the hem of her shorts.

“you tired, baby?” he murmurs, voice soft, knowing.

y/n hums, blinking up at him, looking dazed, floaty. “a little.”

he smiles, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “you wanna nap?”

she makes a noise, nuzzling closer, pressing her face into his neck. “mmm. just wanna sit here.”

and his heart melts.

because she’s never really said it, but he knows—knows she feels safest when she’s with him, tucked against him like this, wrapped up in his warmth.

so he just hums, rubbing slow circles into her back. “yeah? my lap comfy, huh?”

she nods, sighing contentedly. “mhm. best seat in the house.”

rafe chuckles, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “yeah, ‘cause it’s your seat, angel.”

she doesn’t respond, but the way she sighs again, soft and sweet, is enough.

he keeps holding her, fingers tracing slow, absentminded shapes against her skin, lips pressing light, fleeting kisses to her temple, her forehead, her jaw.

and when he feels her breathing even out, feels her relax completely in his arms, he knows she’s drifted off.

he smiles to himself, tightening his hold just a little, letting his head rest against the couch.

yeah, he thinks, pressing one last kiss to her forehead. he could hold her like this forever.

-

rafe doesn’t move—not even an inch. not when his leg starts going numb, not when his arm starts to tingle. because y/n is asleep, all warm and tucked against him, and he’d rather die than wake her up.

his baby girl—soft, sweet, always pressed up against him like she belongs there. (she does.)

he’s careful as he shifts just slightly, just enough to cup the back of her head, fingers threading into her hair. she stirs a little, sighing in her sleep, pressing closer.

rafe just smiles, running a thumb over her cheek. she looks so peaceful like this, face smushed against his chest, lips parted, lashes fluttering faintly.

he has to kiss her.

so he does—just a light press of his lips to her forehead, lingering for a second before pulling away.

but she feels it.

she exhales softly, shifting in his lap, stretching like a cat before blinking up at him, still sleepy, still floaty.

“…how long was i out?” her voice is quiet, groggy.

rafe grins, brushing some hair from her face. “’bout an hour.”

her brows furrow slightly. “you let me sleep that long?”

“‘course i did, angel.” his fingers move down, tracing the side of her neck, his voice dropping slightly. “you looked too pretty to wake up.”

her lips part slightly, and rafe knows he’s got her.

he smirks, dragging his hand down her arm, slow, teasing. “feel good?”

y/n nods, still dazed, blinking at him like she’s not sure if she’s awake or still dreaming.

rafe hums, tilting his head. “yeah? what feels good, baby?”

she exhales. “you.”

and he’s done for.

he cups her face, tilting it up as he leans in, lips brushing hers—soft, teasing. “yeah?”

“mhm.” her hands slide up his chest, gripping his shirt weakly, like she’s trying to pull him closer, but he’s already as close as he can be.

“wanna kiss?” he murmurs, voice low, teasing.

she nods again, breath hitching slightly. “please.”

rafe grins before finally—finally—closing the distance, kissing her soft and slow, like he’s got all the time in the world.

because he does. because he’s not going anywhere.

when they finally pull apart, she exhales, nuzzling into him, hands still fisted in his shirt.

rafe just chuckles, running a hand down her back. his baby girl.

more daddy!rafe

y/n trying to smoke

love bites

teaching y/n how to kiss

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@cfthesoul.

ALL AMERICAN Season 5, Episode 2: Don’t Sweat the Technique

[avakmunson]

the soft glow of your bedside lamp lit up the room as you lay in bed, your book resting in your hands. you were so lost in the story that you didn’t hear rafe come in until the mattress dipped beside you.

without saying a word, he slid under the blankets and wrapped his arms around your waist, tugging you against his chest. his face found its spot in the crook of your neck, and he let out a content sigh.

you smirked, setting your book down. “rafe, what’s up with you tonight?”

“nothing,” he muttered, his voice muffled. “just wanna be close to my girl.”

you raised an eyebrow, turning slightly to look at him. “you’re never this cuddly.”

“maybe I am,” he countered, his grip tightening. “you’re just not paying enough attention to notice.”

you laughed softly, brushing your fingers through his hair. “okay, okay. i’m paying attention now.”

“good,” he murmured, his eyes closing as he pulled you impossibly closer. “stay like this.”

and you did, letting the world outside fade as you melted into his embrace.

[rafes-slut]

Cuddly Rafe

Warnings: none just rafe being cuddly boyfriend

Summary: rafes way of showing that he cares for you and loves you through being cuddly and touchy

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The moon cast a soft glow through the sheer curtains of Rafe’s bedroom, its silver light stretching across the mess of sheets and tangled limbs on his king-sized bed. The air was thick with the remnants of their earlier passion, the scent of his cologne mixing with something deeper, something uniquely theirs. The world outside was quiet, save for the occasional rustling of trees swaying in the warm night breeze. But inside, in the safety of his arms, there was nothing but the sound of their steady breathing, the feeling of his skin against hers, and the warmth of his body pressing close.

She stirred slightly, her muscles still weak from the way he had ruined her just hours before, and almost immediately, Rafe was on her again. Not in the way he had been earlier—this was different. It was soft, desperate even. His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her closer, his chest flush against her bare back. His lips, warm and insistent, pressed against the slope of her shoulder, then trailed lazily up to the curve of her neck, lingering as he inhaled deeply.

“Can’t sleep,” he murmured against her skin, voice heavy with drowsiness but laced with something more. “Need you.”

Her lips curled into a small, exhausted smile as she turned her head slightly, her nose brushing his jaw. “You’ve already had me, Cameron,” she teased, voice raspy from sleep.

He huffed out a soft laugh, but it was drowned out by the way he nuzzled into her, kissing the space behind her ear, down her jawline, and finally, catching the corner of her mouth. His fingers splayed against her stomach, tracing lazy patterns across her skin, as if he couldn’t bear to let even an inch of her go untouched.

“Not enough,” he whispered, his lips grazing hers before he fully captured them, slow and deep, making her melt all over again. “It’s never enough.”

She sighed into the kiss, rolling onto her back, and he followed immediately, his weight settling over her, though he was careful not to crush her. His hands framed her face as he kissed her over and over, lingering, savoring. His lips moved to her cheeks, her nose, her forehead—each kiss filled with a kind of tenderness that made her heart clench in her chest.

“You’re mine,” he murmured between kisses, pressing one to the tip of her nose. “Mine to hold.” Another kiss to her temple. “Mine to kiss.” His lips brushed against her jaw. “Mine to love.”

Her breath hitched at that last part, but he didn’t give her time to process it before he was kissing her again, deeper this time, pulling her into him like she was his lifeline. She let him, let herself drown in the way he adored her in that moment.

“I love you,” he whispered, forehead pressed against hers, hands still tracing her skin as if he needed to memorize every inch of her. “You know that, right?”

Her heart pounded as she reached up, threading her fingers through his hair, pulling him down into another kiss. He sighed against her mouth, content and needy all at once.

“I know,” she whispered back. And she did. She felt it in the way he touched her, in the way he looked at her, in the way he held her like he never wanted to let go.

Rafe buried his face in the crook of her neck, arms tightening around her as if to keep her there forever. “Stay,” he mumbled sleepily. “Just stay with me.”

And she did. Because in that moment, wrapped in his warmth, surrounded by the smell of him and the feel of him, there was nowhere else in the world she wanted to be.

Here’s your soft and intense season two-based Rafe Cameron fanfiction! Let me know if you’d like any tweaks or additions.

[littlelamy]

2k thank you!

A/N: EEEK! Thank you SO much for 2000! 🥳 To celebrate, I’ve put together a little something for you guys: a full list of some of my absolute favorite fics, moodboards, and recs from some of the most AMAZING writers! 💖 Please note, MDNI – most of these are 18+ (so proceed with caution). I’ll be updating this regularly, so stay tuned for more! 💕

Rafe & Drew

Nasty Girl - Older!Rafe Cameron x Perv!Reader by @bloodibambiidoll

Perfect Where Her Rival Fails. - Rafe Cameron x Dark!Reader, Rafe Cameron x Sofia’s Bestfriend!Reader by @rafesfavbimbo

Dark!reader and Dark!rafe where rafe doesn’t even know the girl he’s into shares some of the same kinks until he actually tries it on her? - by @cameronsprincess

Sabrina Carpenter Concert (DREW) by @pogueprincess

Milkshake - OlderPerv!Rafe x BestFriend!Reader by @rafeyscurtainbangs

“have you ever tried this one?” (RAFE) by @rafesangelita

Cuddly sex with our boyfriend, rafe cameron. by @crookedteethed

Stepbro!rafe is away for his first year at college by @starkeysprincess

₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW by @rafesangelita

𝑩𝒂𝒅 & 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒋𝒆𝒆 𝑲𝒐𝒐𝒌 by @kiiyomei

Reader's Freaky Tumblr (BARRY) by @fallbhind

Eiffel tower me, please. (part1) - rafe x kook!jj x fem!reader by @crookedteethed

JJ shoots, he scorns (part2) - rafe x kook!jj x fem!reader by @crookedteethed

OFF LIMITS – rafe cameron masterlist by @whorelaud

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝟑 - 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚟𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚝!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 by @rafeyscurtainbangs

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 𝐨𝐟 𝟑 - 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚟𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚝!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 by @rafeyscurtainbangs

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝟑 - 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚟𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚝!𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 by @rafeyscurtainbangs

clumsy!reader is still bad at yoga and yoga instructor!rafe wants to keep her all to himself... by @rafey-baby

stepbro!rafe is so….. 😵‍💫 by @princessbrunette

Black Widow by @cherrygirlfriend

Reader gets rafe to beg by @rafeysbunny

brother's bsf!rafe popping your cherry by @rafeysbunny

Please Please Please (series) by @rafeyscurtainbangs

rafe cameron x sleepy!reader by @nemesyaaa

guilty as sin by @drewsephrry

JJ

Bf! jj eating you out in the twinkie by @rafeysbunny

Sarah Cameron

ˏˋ°• jealousy, jealousy *⁀➷ by @eternalxvenus

THE SLEEPOVER ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ by @stxrslut

𝘉𝘪𝘨  𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯 by @obxologies

༻ room for one more? ༺ sarah x f!reader x john b by @eternalxvenus

taglist: @namelesslosers @princessslutt @averyoceanblvd @iknowdatsrightbih @starkeysprincess @anamiad00msday @ivysprophecy @wearemadeofstardust0 @rafesangelita @sstargirln @rafedaddy01 @soldesole @bakugouswaif @skywalker0809 @vanessa-rafesgirl @evermorx89 @outerhills @ditzyzombiesblog

[urcoolgf]

INTRODUCING . . . SWEETHEART¡READER

sweetheart¡reader who . . . is a dramatic, spoiled, (kind of fragile) pillow princess, && a big money spender. she’s a self-care girl, && spends most of her nights doing face masks, hair care, skin care, body scrubs, basically everything to make herself the best (most softest) version of herself.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . looooves all things pink, && girly, && shimmery. her room is straight out of a fairytale, && her closet? to die for. she’s got all the 2000’s lacy babydoll tees, the short skirts, && bejeweled low-rise jeans. her shoe collection is a sight to behold, && her boyfriend is more than happy to add to it.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . learned to do makeup young, which resulted in perfecting the routine early on. when she first met her boyfriend he was sure she was straight from heaven. his little angelic sweetheart who he will happily supply with his credit card when she needs (or wants) any more makeup, or self care things .ᐟ

sweetheart¡reader who . . . is a big spring / summer girl who loves a good tan. but of course, she takes all the necessary precautions to keep herself / her skin looking perfect, soft, && young.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . cat person all the way just because they’re soft && gentle (&& mainly because they are low maintenance with the best cuddly reward). thankfully, her lovely boyfriend gifted her her dream kitty just a few weeks into dating && she’s treasured her ever since.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . is an innocent attention whore—emphasis on innocent. she’s all big doe eyes, soft pink lips, && perfectly blushed cheeks. she’s quick to give him ‘that look’ when he’s been on the game for too long, stays with his friends for more than a couple hours, or comes home late. she knows just how to make him feel sorry enough for her to drop to his knees as an apology.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . was gifted a ‘R’ necklace a couple days after they met, && hasn’t taken it off since. he loves it—the control, the possession—&& she doesn’t mind being claimed when it comes with the love, && passion that is. . . rafe cameron.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . is a lover of sitcoms like ‘how i met your mother’, ‘sex and the city’, && ‘friends’, && movies like ‘pretty woman’, ‘dirty dancing’, && ‘when harry met sally’. her boyfriend isn’t a big fan, but he’ll never pass up the opportunity to have your head in his lap, hearing your soft giggles, && running his hands through your hair.

sweetheart¡reader who . . . collects jellycats like nobody’s business, so rafe made it a tradition to get a new one for every date they go on. her bed is completely overtaken by all the stuffed animals, but she loves it because they’re all a product of rafe’s love for you.

PAIRED WITH MECHANIC¡RAFE

SWEETHEART¡READER WORKS.ᐟ

⋆౨ৎ˚ ❤︎ ˖ ࣪ what’s a spark plug?

⋆౨ৎ˚ ❤︎ ˖ ࣪ day in the life

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[sematarygirls]

 🐞 ⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ ─── introducing anxious!reader

professional overthinker .ᐟ  soft-spoken pogue.  999. chamomile.  old cardigans.  granny squares.  music. st bernards.  thunderstorms.  boat orchids.  love letters.  tigers eye.  childhood stuffed animals.

cw: anxiety, body image issues

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who avoids confrontation like the plague, always apologizing for anything and everything in an attempt to keep people placated. when someone is mad at her or there is conflict, it eats at her, forming a pit in her stomach that makes her physically ill. she constantly worries about being a burden, and always puts other's needs before her own.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who is constantly fidgeting. whether it be biting her nails, the inside of her cheek, her lips, chewing on her necklace, fiddling with her hair, wringing her hands, or tugging at her clothing, she is constantly doing some nervous habit in an attempt to self-soothe.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who prefers staying home and watching television, playing games, or crocheting over going out. her body insecurities coupled with the fact that she constantly worries people are staring at her or mocking her behind her back make social events uncomfortable and extremely anxiety-inducing.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who has a st. bernard named moonshine whom she loves dearly. taking him on walks helps her get out of the house more, and he is so big and cuddly that he is incredibly comforting to her. other comforts include stuffed animals, music, and loved ones.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who giggles when she's nervous (all the time) and has a habit of making dumb jokes when she's uncomfortable to try and ease her, but it often makes her even more nervous because she will overthink every word that comes out of her mouth.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who finds comfort in familiarity, wearing the same outfits and doing the same things most days. she likes to stay inside her comfort zone where it's safe, but when she meets rafe, he will encourage her to do more things with him to expose her to more than the little bubble she's trapped herself in.

.ᐟ    anxious!reader who did her best to avoid rafe by all means necessary. she had always had a bit of a crush on him, despite how arrrogant and mean he could be, but she was a pogue, and she believed him to be way out of her league (she was wrong). and when she finally met him, he was instantly captivated. she was skiddish, smiling shyly and avoiding eye contact, but rafe found it incredibly endearing. there's a reason the phrase opposites attract is so well-known.

            ୭ৎ anxious!reader works below .ᐟ

    01. boyfriend!rafe and anxious!reader headcanons.

    02. boyfriend!rafe and anxious!reader's first time.

    03. boyfriend!rafe sees anxious!reader's tramp stamp.

    04. romcoms with boyfriend!rafe.

    05. boyfriend!rafe comforts overwhelmed anxious!reader.

 

[eternalxvenus]

ˏˋ°• jealousy, jealousy *⁀➷

summary: You and Sarah have been seeing each other in secret for a while. When she catches you flirting with Rafe, she gets a little jealous.

cw: smut 18+, sarah cameron x f!reader, fingering, oral, scissoring, light nipple play, some fluff towards the end, JJ is a pain in the ass

wc: 1.8k

notes: based on this request from @percyswhxre !! this was my first time writing sapphic smut but i loved writing this and i really i hope you enjoy it!!!

You were at the Chateau having a lazy day with all the Pogues and Sarah. JJ and John B sipped on beers while you all listened to Kie recall the time John B had kissed her.

"Remember how you just kept apologizing and then tried insisting I was acting weird afterward?" She laughed.

John B shook his head. "That's not entirely true! And in my defense, JJ was the one who talked me up to it."

"Okay, now that is true... but I thought she was into you, man don't blame me," JJ chuckled, throwing his hands up in surrender.

The rest of you rolled your eyes and laughed at their banter. Pope and Cleo sat closely next to each other, and you sat next to Sarah with your legs draped over hers.

"Okay, realistically, who'd make the cutest couple in the group?" Pope asked everyone as the laughter died down. Almost instantaneously, everyone's eyes looked over to you and Sarah.

The fire in the middle of your somewhat circle felt like it moved directly in front of your face. You and Sarah had been seeing each other, but haven't told anyone else. It's not that you were ashamed, but you just weren't sure how everyone would take it. After all, she was John B's ex, even though they broke up mutually and on good terms.

Sarah laughed before giving you a quick glance. "Why are you guys looking at us? Personally, I think we all know the real lovebirds are Pope and Cleo. Look how cuddled up they are. No love club my ass."

Cleo shook her head, denying loudly. "No no no, don't try and put everyone's attention on us. You two have been all close and cuddly for a while."

The fire crackled lowly as everyone waited for your rebuttal. You shook your head with a sigh. "You guys are crazy."

JJ jumped in, pointing at you both with skeptical eyes. "We may be crazy, but you guys are hooking up, no doubt about it." 

You gasped, throwing a stick from the ground at JJ. "You're fucking drunk JJ." Sarah nodded in agreement, laughing. Her phone buzzed, and once she checked it, a smile formed on her face. "Come on guys, we're gonna go crash a Kook party."

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The Twinkie finally pulled up in front of Tannyhill, and the music could be heard from a block away. Out the window, you could see the many bodies holding drinks, talking, dancing, and everything else Kooks did.

Upon entering, you guys got some sideways looks, but no one could say anything since it was Sarah's house. Everyone grabbed a drink and chilled outside. Topper came over and tried talking to Sarah, but she quickly brushed him off.

As you sat back, sipping your drink and people-watching, JJ leaned over and whispered, "I stand by my earlier statement. You know you could tell me." Referring to you and Sarah hooking up. You rolled your eyes and pushed him away, not wanting to deal with his pestering attitude.

A few minutes later, you stood up, announcing you were grabbing another drink. The inside of the estate was loud and humid. Rap music was blasting, and sweaty bodies were all around, drinking and dancing. After grabbing a Mai Tai out of the cooler, you see Rafe across the room talking to a few of his friends. Pushing the bodies out of the way, you made your way to him, smiling once he looked your way. "Hey Rafe, how are you?"

Rafe licked his lips and took in your body with a smile. It was known that he found you attractive, trying to flirt and make passes that you always ignored. "Hey pretty girl, I didn't know you were here. What can I do for you?"

⭑*•̩̩͙⊱✩•̩̩͙⊰•*⭑

Sarah tried to look into the house from her seat, wondering what was taking you so long. She went in after you to make sure there wasn't any trouble being started. When she walked in, she immediately saw you talking to Rafe. She watched as you placed your hand on his bicep and kissed his cheek before walking away.

There was a tense look on her face as you got closer to the door. You saw her by the door with her arms crossed. "Hey baby," you giggled, placing a hand on her hip.

She moved back, making your hand fall. "Don't 'Hey baby' me. You were flirting with my brother. You kissed him on the cheek!"

You tried to hide your smile but failed. "Aw, are you jealous?" Sarah scoffed. "Don't be mad! I was flirting just a little bit. For... this." You pulled a baggie out of your pocket that had weed in it. "I just wanted free weed."

She looked at the bag and rolled her eyes. "Fine. Next time you're gonna flirt with my brother for free weed, get enough for both of us. Plus you know he wants you," she stated rather than asked. You nodded, hands finding their way back to her hips, squeezing softly. "Yeah, but I don't want him. I want you." 

Sarah stared at your lips, which had formed into a cute pout before she grabbed your wrist and dragged you upstairs into her old room. She closed and locked the door, immediately pushing you onto the bed. Her lips crashed onto yours, and she kissed you hard. The feeling of her soft lips made you moan as your hands slid down to grip her ass through her shorts.

The blaring music from downstairs seemed to fade away as she moved down to your neck, biting and sucking. You brought your hands to the front of her shorts to get them off, and she did the same for you. Next to go were shirts and bras, leaving both of you in your underwear. You sat up, taking her nipple into your mouth and massaging her other breast. The softness of your hands elicited a quiet moan from Sarah's lips.

One of her hands cradles the back of your head while the other slides down to rub your covered clit. "You're already so wet and we've just started baby." Looking up to meet her eyes, you smile. "What can I say? Seeing you all jealous was hot as fuck."

Both of you removed your final piece of clothing then Sarah pushed you down once again, getting on top of you in the 69 position. "I'll never get tired of seeing your pussy so wet and ready for me." she groaned, not wasting any time and sucking your clit into her mouth. You moaned loudly, copying her movements with your tongue.

Sarah's hips stuttered as you slipped a finger into her hole that was begging for attention. She started rubbing your clit as she felt her orgasm approaching. "Fuuuuck– baby don't stop!"

You sucked harder and moved your fingers faster as she started to fuck herself on your fingers for more stimulation. A gush of wetness spilled onto your mouth and chin as she came, her whimpers filling your ears.

"I wanna see your pretty face when you cum," she breathed out as she maneuvered her body so that she was scissoring you. You squeezed her thigh as she rocked back and forth at a speed that made your eyes roll into the back of your head. "Ohmygod– Sarah right there, right fucking there!" 

The messy wet sound of your cunts sliding against each other was making your head spin. You pulled Sarah down to place a messy kiss on her lips, wanting her closer than what seemed possible. Her perfectly manicured hand found its way to your sensitive nipples, pinching them with a knowing smile.

The tight knot of pleasure in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter, you knew you wouldn't last much longer. "I'm so close... please, I wanna come with you," you whimpered out. Sarah nodded, and the rhythm of her hips became erratic and sloppy. "You ready baby?" she groaned, and the look in your eye said it all.

Your orgasm took over your entire body, and you almost screamed, leaving your pussy slicked and spasming while Sarah tried to keep her hips moving as her orgasm hit her too. "Oh fuck– God, I love you!" Sarah moaned out, not realizing what she'd said.

She moved to lay next to you while you both caught your breath. When your eyes finally opened, and you looked over at her, you could see the blush on her cheeks.

"You love me?" you asked softly, not sure if it was something she said in the heat of the moment or if she really meant it.

Her head turned to you, and she had a sheepish smile on her face. "Of course I do... you make it hard not to." 

You didn't try to hide the grin on your face as you leaned over and kissed her deeply. "You make it hard not to love you too."

The moment was broken when you heard your phone buzzing somewhere on the ground. When you found it you saw several missed calls and texts from the Pogues. They were all along the lines of 'Where are you?', 'We're about to leave.', and 'Is Sarah with you?'.

After rushing to get dressed and make your way downstairs, you hoped they didn't leave yet, or you and Sarah would be stuck with no ride. They weren't outside where you all originally sat. Walking to the front of Tannyhill, you saw the Twinkie parked in its spot with the doors open as everyone sat around waiting.

Kie saw you guys first. "Fucking finally! Where the hell were you guys? We've been calling and texting you both."

JJ chimed in, saying "I can't tell you where they were, but I bet I know what they were doing." Sarah flipped him off as she climbed inside the car.

"Topper and John B fought. Again." Kie said with an accusatory tone. John B shrugged. "He was being a dick."

You sighed at what seemed to be their never-ending rivalry. After a few minutes of silence, JJ tapped your knee. "So... where did you guys sneak off to?" he questioned, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Give it a rest JJ." You groaned.

He threw his hands up in mock surrender. "Okay, fine! I'm just asking 'cause..." he looked at you with a smirk. "I'm pretty sure those are Sarah's shorts. And the hickey forming on your neck is a little distracting."

You felt your cheeks burn as you gasped, looking down at what were definitely Sarah's shorts. Everyone in the car— including you and Sarah— burst out in laughter. You flip JJ off in the middle of it as Sarah leaned in closer and kissed you lovingly on the cheek.

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[honeybunniesoobin]

another soft! rafe post bc i love him so (and i’m going to be posting a lot of longer pieces over the next few days)

he’s sooooo cuddly and affectionate at all times, both in person and behind closed doors. at the beginning of your relationship, he really struggles with physical touch but he warms up to it. eventually, he always has to be touching you in some way or another.

his camera roll is full of candid photos of you. one day, you catch him in the act of taking one. he gets all giddy, showing you the collection he has that you never knew about previous. he shows you a picture of you sleeping on him, mouth slightly agape and states “this one is my favorite” with a cheesy grin on his face.

he loves seeing you wear his clothes. especially with the way they fit so differently on your body that they do his. deep into your relationship, he begins to buy clothes for “himself” that he will wear a couple times before gifting them to you.

this man is obsessed with kissing you all over your body, even in a non-sexual way. he’s forever leaving kisses on your forehead or your cheeks or your shoulder, wherever he finds fit for the moment. the feeling of your soft skin grazing his lips makes him crazy.

he originally finds everything a bit cheesy, which is why he has a hard time admitting to certain things. but he realizes that love itself is very cheesy, so he might as well embrace it with you.

overall, he is just the sweetest. everyone is so surprised when you say you’re dating rafe cameron, but there’s a completely different side of him that’s reserved for you only.

[writergirlll]

Morning Cuddles (Rafe Cameron)

Well, if Rafe didn't have his "behavior disorder" as everyone says, I find him very cute. In my opinion, he would be the kind of guy who would indulge his girlfriend with absolutely anything she wanted. And so I thought of writing this.

Summary: Actually, the whole thing is completely plotless. Just imagine you and Rafe having a cuddly morning.

You shake slightly before opening your eyes fully. The sun from the window shines directly into your face and it only takes you a little while to realize where you are. At Tannihill. At Rafe's in the room.

You've been Rafe's girlfriend for quite some time now. More specifically, something like a year, and so far it's the best period of your life. Rafe is a really good boyfriend, he fully trusts you and will do anything for you. Even his parents are quite in love with you, although it didn't seem that way from the beginning, especially with Ward. Rose never saw you as anything more than a reassurance to Rafe, but Sarah and Wheezie loves you.

If you weren't in Rafe's room, you were with those two girls. After a few days of still hanging out with Rafe as friends, you became friends with Sarah and Wheezie. Actually thanks to them, you and Rafe are like girlfriend. They told you that he likes you because you didn't see it. And for that you are still grateful to them.

You turned to the other side of the bed to see that your boyfriend wasn't lying there like usual. It was normal that you spent almost every night at each other's house, so no one from the Camerons would be surprised if you were caught there.

You sighed as you looked forward to the lazy morning you rarely have and buried your head further into the pillow. Rafe is probably somewhere at work with Ward.. you thought and rubbed your eyes.

And just at that moment, the door to the bathroom, which was in the room, opened and Rafe stepped out wearing only a towel around his waist. "Good morning beautiful" he smiled, walking over to the bed and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Don't you want to come to me? Or do you have work to do again"? You asked sweetly, giving him the cutest look that always gets him.

"I wanted to go play golf with Top and Kelce..but that can wait a while" he finally said, changing into shorts and climbed into bed behind you.

He laid on his back and you rested your head on his bare chest, still wet from the morning shower, while his arms wrapped around your waist. His right hand that wasn't around you brushed a few strands of hair from your face and put them behind your ear while he stroked your back.

“How did you sleep?” he hummed, still in his morning voice that would knock you off your knees and you turned to him. “Pretty good but it would be better if I woke up and you were there” you whined and he laughed. "I know, but I promise I have the whole day off tomorrow, so we'll enjoy it together, huh"? he said and kissing the tip of your nose.

You nodded happily and he smiled again. God his smile... You slowly began to kiss his jaw until you reached the corners of his lips. When you wanted kiss his corners od his lips, he turned his head so you were already kissing his lips. It was a slow flowing kiss, but full of love. You are so glad you have Rafe. You wouldn't know what to do without him. And you love these mornings.

"Oh god.. I didn't need to see this" Sarah said as she unexpectedly entered the room and covered her eyes with her hand. You and Rafe pulled away from each other and Rafe rolled his eyes. “You act like you've never seen it” he said making you laugh because he was right. Sarah has flown into your room too many times to count.

"I just came to tell you that Rose made breakfast. So if you want to eat, come while there's still some left" Sar said before closing the door and leaving.

“Are you hungry?” Rafe asked you after Sarah left and you shook your head. You definitely didn't want to go anywhere or get up.

His hand lightly caressed the skin of your side under your pajamas and he looked at you. "That's good because..." he said, quickly removing his hand from your waist and flipping you under him . "We can continue what my sister interrupted," he said, and kissed you tenderly. His hands were on either side of your head and his legs were between yours so he wouldn't put all his weight on you. You smiled slightly and you happily kiss him back. You really like this idea.

[rafeyssugar]

starving for you

rafe couldn’t help it. he told himself to stop—over and over again—but his brain never listened. his eyes had a mind of their own, locked onto you like you were some sort of divine temptation sent just to ruin him.

it was a problem. a serious one.

because you weren’t his. you weren’t his girl, weren’t his anything except a friend—one who had absolutely no clue what you were doing to him

the pool party

it was just a regular summer afternoon, nothing crazy. a few friends, a pool, music, drinks—typical pogue vs. kook nonsense.

except nothing was typical when it came to you.

you had shown up in the tiniest bikini rafe had ever seen, all soft curves and sun-kissed skin, laughing like you weren’t absolutely wrecking his ability to think straight.

he was trying—god, he was trying—to look anywhere but at your tits, but you weren’t making it easy. especially when you leaned over the edge of the pool, dripping wet, arms pressing against the concrete, giving him a perfect view.

“rafe,” kelce said, smirking, “you’re staring, bro.”

“shut the fuck up,” rafe muttered, dragging a hand down his face, but he still didn’t look away.

the bonfire

it was cold, but you didn’t care. you were curled up in a hoodie—his hoodie, not that you noticed—knees pulled up to your chest, laughing at something jj said.

rafe wasn’t listening to the conversation. he was too busy watching the way the fabric of his hoodie stretched over your chest, the way you absentmindedly played with the strings, twisting them around your fingers, totally unaware of how badly he wanted to be the one tugging at them.

“yo, you good?” topper asked, raising an eyebrow.

rafe clenched his jaw. “fine.”

the sleepover

it wasn’t supposed to be anything weird. you’d crashed at his place before—plenty of times.

but this time? this time, you had decided to wear that shirt.

the tiny white one, the one that clung to you in all the right places, barely covering anything. and with no bra underneath? yeah, rafe was done for.

he had to physically restrain himself from staring at the way your nipples pressed against the thin fabric, obvious—taunting himself—like they were just begging for his attention.

then you stretched, arms lifting over your head, the movement making the already short hem ride up even higher, exposing more of your stomach, teasing the soft skin underneath.

“jesus christ,” rafe muttered under his breath, squeezing his eyes shut.

you finally noticed.

“what’s wrong with you?” you asked, tilting your head, amused.

rafe exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “nothing.”

but then you shifted, crossing your arms over your chest, pushing up the fabric just slightly—

and rafe lost it.

“nah,” he groaned, rubbing his face. “you need to put something else on. now.”

you blinked. “huh?”

“i���fuck,” he muttered, standing up so fast the chair nearly tipped over. “just… forget it.”

but you didn’t forget. not when you saw the way his hands clenched into fists, the way his breathing was uneven, the way his jaw tightened like he was holding back something dangerous.

and that’s when you realized—

this whole time, rafe hadn’t just been looking. he’d been starving.

a/n: gon bless yall w a part 2 later dwww❣️❣️

[totalswag]

can i req something about rafe and crybaby!reader whos just been very clingy and needy for him !

maybe they’re out with a few of rafe’s friends and she became all clingy and snuggling up to rafe :( he obviously knows what she needs but he told her to behave and only teases her !! ofc rafe could never neglect his baby though so it always ends with him giving her exactly what she needs while shes all overwhelmed and many sobs :( <3

want to be close to you — RAFE CAMERON

authors note thank you love for this cute request! i hope you like it and its what you hoped. this is very short and compared to what i'm used to. i'm still getting the rafe series masterlist set up too. huge thank you for 500+ followers you guys are amazing ugh.

request are closed.

summary you just want to be close to your boyfriend at a friend gathering.

warnings clingy, cursing, crying, playful teasing

Rafe, you, and a few of his buddies were drinking and catching up at a little bar in town. You spent the entire time next to Rafe, either on the phone or conversing with the other guys.

It was becoming late, and you were getting exhausted. Rafe kept his hand on your leg throughout the night, periodically guiding it up and down to keep you relaxed.

You snuggle closer to Rafe, wrapping your arms over his side and laying your head against his chest, essentially obscuring your face. You felt your body relax instantaneously, remaining precisely where it was.

Naturally you are cuddly person, especially with Rafe. So when you start to show your clingy side he knows what you want and need. He doesn't mind it, actually finds it adorable.

During a conversation with the guys, he notices your clingy side beginning to show. He smiles, pulling you closer to him and kisses the top of your head.

"Please behave yourself, babe," he taunts, poking your side jokingly, making you side-eye him.

This is the kind of stuff that irritates you when he starts taunting you about being clingy. Tears begin to gather in the corners of your eyes, and you try to blink many times to keep them from spilling down. Rafe does not mean to be harsh; in fact, he thinks it's adorable that you enjoy being near him.

"I just want to be close to you though" you pout, whining.

"I know you do baby, I think we are close enough right now" he smiles.

A huff escapes from your mouth, pulling yourself away from his body, folding your arms infant of your chest, then walking towards the bathroom to gather yourself before you start crying in a bar.

Rafe's footsteps could be heard behind you. As he got closer, you walked faster. People were staring, then returning to whatever they were doing.

"Baby, I was just joking with you," he says, holding your hand, "you know that," as you turn around to face him.

His expression falls when he notices tears gathering in your eyes. Rafe never intended to offend you or your feelings in general. He would never disregard you in any shape or form.

You move your head to the side, keeping your sad eyes away from Rafe.

"No, look at me, please," he said, lifting your chin with his pointer finger and wiping a few tears from your cheeks. "Let's go home and spend the rest of the night cuddled up under the covers watching movies with your favorite snacks," a smile spreads across your lips, and you slowly nod.

Rafe places both hands on your cheeks, caressing them gently with his thumbs before leaning in to kiss you.

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[princessbrunette]

Rafe cameron deffff watches you do your makeup just so he can imagine fucking you and ruining it💪

this took a random turn kinda

you’re sat at your dresser, the light bulbs attached to the mirror illuminating your visage. rafe stands a little ominously behind you, chewing on a hangnail on his middle finger and you ignore him, used to his looming, quiet yet curious presence. your nails clack against the pink glittery wand of your blush brush as you lift it, dusting it across the supple apples of your cheeks and upwards towards your cheekbone.

“whats that do?” he asks a little flatly, not wanting to sound too interested — he was a big manly man after all. everything you did intrigued him however, in his more quieter and calm moments enjoying studying you. perhaps he was antsy because he just wanted to leave the house with you already, and you were taking your time.

“makes your cheeks pretty.” you explain simply, like a mother dismissing a curious child. he wanders around the room casually, watching you through the mirror. you note how cute he looks in his north face fleece, cuddly almost. you smile, unscrewing your lipgloss and lifting the wand to paint it on.

“great.” he stuffs his hands in his pockets with an exaggerated sigh. you freeze in confusion, lips agape assuming the position to apply the gloss.

“what?” your brows furrow cutely, bottom lip pouted and his dick twitches, fist clenching in his pocket. it never took much with rafe.

“y’know, i can’t kiss you if you’re wearing that shit. makes everything all sticky.” he squints, lifting a hand from his pocket in gesture, lifting a hand accusingly to the gloss in your hand. you don’t get the chance to say anything, he speaks up again. “you’re gonna have to…” he sighs again, lowering his voice to be more serious and stepping up to where you sit on your stool, now gazing up at him through painted black lashes. “y’gonna have to take it all off anyway.” he tilts his head a little, the lilt in his voice suggesting a threat was present.

you sigh, turning your body on the stool to face him. “rafe,” you whine, used to his ways. “why?” you wonder what he’d come up with this time, perhaps a new way to be controlling, telling you to take off your makeup because you only need to look pretty for him, or some narcissistic bullshit like that. his lips press flat as his other hand leaves his pocket, coming up to cup your jaw with a surprising gentleness. he tilts your face up a little more so the light from the dim ceiling lamp illuminates you evenly.

“because it’s gonna get all over my white sheets. that’s just kind of… a hassle, huh?” his left eye twitches a little at the same time he tilts his head a smidgen, his voice dropping to a low whisper. oh. you think, lips gaping.

“you wanna f—fuck me, right now?” your voice gets all breathy and pathetic, at almost nothing — just how he liked you and he smiles, cute and boyish and oh so maliciously.

“yeah, i do.” he takes your arm and pulls you to stand, nearly falling into his chest as you do so. you always look so helpless and that makes him feel so powerful, it’s no wonder he kept you around. “i… i think i like it the most when you cry off your makeup. all that black shit under your eyes. i almost feel bad.” he leans his head down a little so he’s closer to your level, and he’s speaking to you in a sympathetic quiet voice, as if it can convince you that his words aren’t a little mean.

“ugh but i just spent ages getting read—”

he cuts off your words with a little slap to the cheek. it’s not hard, believe it or not rafe doesn’t direct his physical rage towards you (not like that, anyway.) but it’s enough to shock you a little with a sting, your eyes filling with tears as if fulfilling his request. the flash of irritation that appeared on his face disappeared into that malicious smile again as he softly transformed the hand that slapped you into a finger pointed at your face. “i said… almost, a’ight?” he soothes a thumb over your hot cheek and you pout, despite everything enjoying his affection and undivided attention. god you’re messed up.

“don’t like when you get all mouthy n’start answering back.” he drawls, his eyes now leaving your own to drag down your body, eyeing your sundress as if deciding what he wants to paw at first. he settles on gripping the hem of it, slowly pulling it up until it gathers at your waist. “i’m gonna have to calm you down, now.” he’s nudging your thighs open with his hand and you’re letting him, gripping his fleece in your two hands for leverage as he cups your cunt through your panties. “hm. knew you’d want that. always do.”

[rafes-slut]

Rafe Cameron masterlist

Started: 02/20/25

Finished: 02/23/25

Rafe Cameron

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ONE SHOTS

Jealousy Burns- you want to make rafe jealous at a party More Than Best Friends -rafe helps his sexually frustrated best friend out.

Friends with benefits- when you tell him you love him mid sex he cant believe that its true and gets rough with it

On his knees- to show you how sorry he is he gets down on his knees

Tides of affection- you are comforting rafe

Promise- rafe is promising you to stop the time because he loves you

Bangs- you are obsessed with his bangs

Youre not going anywhere- you want to leave after argument and rafe stops you by tying you to bed

Run- rafe is psyco ex-boyfriend that chases you through the woods

Big boy- you been drooling over how good his biceps look

Joint- sharing joint with rafe as an aftercare

Planned catch- you been eying rafe for some time but not doing anything because f his girlfriend till tonight

Learn how to knock- rafe walks in on his roomate that he hates while she is touching herself

Nowhere but here- he had been ignoring for until he shows up at your house bloody and injured

Burning in your orbit- you cant help yourself but to run back to rafe no matter what

Fools gold- gold chain beneath your shirt, the shirt that you let me wear home

Cant help himself- rafe is obssesed with kissing you no matter where are you

Where were you?- after not telling rafe you are going out he suprises you at your home waiting

Cuddly Rafe- one way of him love and care for you is cuddlying as aftercare

Working from home- you are whiny and needy while rafe is trying to work

Crawling back to you -crawling back to your ex-boyfriend rafe cameron

Dockside heat -you are working for ward and while working you are getting more then distracted by rafe

Thighs obsession -rafe is more then obsessed with his girls thighs

Just for tonight- rafe buys you dress just so he can rip it off of you later

No way out- someone had been ghost face in your town only to find out it was rafe all along Pretty boy- calling rafe cameron pretty boy just to piss him off because you know he doesent like you Sharp edges- rafe puls out a knife at you in the heat of the argument Stay the night- you and rafe are friends with benefits and strictly going by the rules until one night he asks you to stay Midnight confession- you and rafe had broken up and both moved on but what when one night you just miss him to much and have to call him just to hear his voice

Playboy bunny- wesring playboy bunny costume freezing on way home and rafe offers a ride

Marked by you- rafe wants everyone to know you are his so he marks you with necklace of his name

In your arms- rain storm catches you and you shelter with rafe rhinking it all just summer fling but he opens up to you

Falling back- one call feom rafe its all it takes to go back to him

Clingy and cant let go- rafe has work to do but you are to needy to let go off him cuddling in him and given chance

Makeout- after being apart from him once seeing him you make it up with makeout

The first impression- meeting his parents for first time and to calm down your nerves you play with his ring

Are you okay?- you realize rafe always checks on you asking if you are okay because no one ever did so with him First hickey- rafe gives you your first hickey Spot me baby- rafe takes you to gym and you have no clue about anything so he helps you out Period cramps- you been struggling with cramps whole week and rafe helps you with it, comforing you in any way Drunk call- rafe is having boys night with barry but he misses you too much Framed in the chaos- you managed to make rafe go to party held by pouges, to capture the miricle sarah takes photo. Puppy love- you knew rafe always wanted to own a dog so you suprise him with one Beneath the surface- you and rafe are childhood friends First drive- rafe is showing you how to drive car for the first time Date night on a yacht- rafe takes you on a date on yacht, but after ushing your buttons for whole day you push him off the yacht Backwards hat obsession- you are just obsessed with how rafe looks in backwards hat

Nothing personal- when ruthie asks if you two are togheter rafe gets dirty about you

Dealer- rafe is your dealer and how will you pay when you dont have a cash to for the drugs

Walk him like a dog- you are rafes girlfriend and you are walking him like a dog Wrong place wrong time- you cheated on your boyfriend with rafe and he finds you and him togheter Backseat heat- frat boy rafe smut Punishment- you pushed his buttons and acted like brat so he puts you back in your place

[ladielovette]

introducing... clumsy!reader

as you can see.. she's clumsy. "pooch". boba. cuddly. john b's lovebug. basically only eats chicken nuggets. actually has some money cause she keeps jobs. dirty converse. calls jb 'sugar' naps anywhere. rarely ever seen without one of the pogues. she's friends with rafe for some reason. piggy back rides from jj. her favorite place to be is a zoo. not sleep in airbnbs. always has a milkshake for some reason. her bag is literally mary poppins'. signature song is "there she goes by the la's.". spa days with sarah and kie. attempts to surf with jj. ends up having to go fishing instead. falls into the water. makes snowmen. you'll probably find her under a blanket. hugs over kisses.

"that's pooch, you probably won't hear anyone call her anything else. when she's not having a girls day with kie and sarah, fishing with ji, or attempting to fly, she's with me, attached to my hip ever since we were 8. she's the clumsiest person you'll ever meet, tripping over everything. but she's also the sweetest person ever, she'll buy you food when your broke, pep talk you when your sad, and hug you just because, not saying this cause i'm biased! saying it cause it's true."

brandy babbling: this is her intro, chat is this kinda a boring post?

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[maybanksangel]

WELCOME …. SWEETHEART!GOD BROTHER!RAFE 🌷

INTRODUCTION ♡

𐙚 sweetheart!rafe is warm-hearted. he’s not just warm-hearted for anybody, it’s only you. he gives up that strict mean guy act when it comes to you. in public, he likes to act so tough. nevertheless, he’s so cuddly and sweet behind closed doors.

𐙚 godbrother!rafe is however, stern. he thinks just because he’s a little older than you he can act like your father. which you don’t mind, but it gets annoying at times. he likes to tell you what to wear, how to wear your hair, etc.

𐙚 rafe buys you new flowers weekly, along with some type of jewelry. it’s his way of saying I love you, even though he reminds you that he loves you every second of the day.

𐙚 his punishments, aren’t necessarily punishments. he still wants to make sure you feel good, but he of course makes sure you learn your lesson. he lectures you in this calm, poetic voice. it makes your brain turn into mush.

𐙚 of course he’ll reward you for such great behavior. rafe doesn’t even care if he doesn’t get to cum. the only thought in sweetheart!rafe’s brain is making sure you feel your best. sometimes, rafe will overstimulate you. making sure you’re so fucked out with your hazy gaze.

𐙚 rafe takes aftercare very seriously. he never misses out on it. no matter how tired he gets, it’s only a matter of time before he’s running you a bath or using a towel to clean you up.

𐙚 rafe takes you to parties, but you don’t party whatsoever. you stay by his side while he deals. all the loud music and bright lights makes you tired. you might just fall asleep with your head in his lap.

𐙚 since he’s your god brother, y’all’s parents don’t know you’ve been hooking up. I mean, is it really such a big deal? you aren’t blood related. what could possibly go wrong?

𐙚 rafe pulls you away during family functions, running upstairs and rearranging your guts. covering your mouth to keep you quiet, no matter how loud everyone downstairs is.

𐙚 rafe doesn’t care who sees his love bites on you. he will leave marks on you anytime. at a restaurant, dragging you to the bathroom to leave tiny hickeys on your neck.

𐙚 rafe doesn’t mind a little bit of blood. but during that time of the month, he stays respectful. he doesn’t want to push anything upon you. so he stays by your side, keeping you happy and fed.

𐙚 falling asleep in rafes car, would be a lot like princess treatment. he doesn’t wake you, or try’s not to. he carefully picks you up from the passenger seat, closing the door with his other hand. gently carrying you in the house and sending you to bed.

˚˖𓍢ִ🩰✧˚.👛୨୧ ⋅˚₊

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