#dark! rafe cmaron x reader

[inevitablysomber-dark]

Hopping on the rafe x Pogue reader bandwagon. Where they're arguing and he says. "I can think of better things for you to do with that mouth."

I did my best and went for a demurer concept in terms of arguments.

Warning: Undertones of Dubious Consent. MATURE AUDIENCES ONL, MINORS DNI.

Summary: Rafe gets jealous, and you get punished

"I don't understand why you had to make a scene," you say, trying not to raise your voice so Rafe wouldn't get upset with you.

You were at the country club with Rafe, Topper, and Kelce, and some random Touron started flirting with you.

Before you could even think to reject him, Rafe was already in front of you, acting as some kind of pseudo-knight in shining armor, telling the guy to back off.

And though you didn't like his methods, they worked. Unfortunately, your issue with the interaction had been Rafe's unwillingness to drop it after the flirtatious perpetrator backed off. Going on to follow him to the golf course and beating him up.

Despite delivering his own form of retribution, at your own retraction, Rafe was still heated. So he cut the day short, dragged you to his house, and pulled you into his room.

"And I don't understand why you didn't turn him down as soon as he opened his mouth." Rafe bites back. "It's like you love seeing me pissed off."

Your relationship with Rafe was a complicated one.

You used to work for Ward as a part-time housekeeper. The Camerons were rarely home, and the gig paid well enough.

Last summer, the Camerons went on a 2 month's vacation to the Bahamas. You invited a few friends over for a mini party, but one of your more light-fingered friends had taken an artifact from the mansion and tried to sell it to Barry's pawn shop.

Rafe found out from Barry and retrieved it. Of course, he came back to you and threatened to get you fired, calling you all sorts of means things before giving you an ultimatum.

He would go to his father unless you do as he says.

At first, it was small things like getting the remote or making him some lemonade. Then he expected you to start waiting on him hand and foot.

When things quickly began crossing over to more sexual favors, you quit, thinking that your job wasn't worth your dignity.

Rafe, however, hunted you down and made sure you knew that he could destroy more than just your reputation.

You had family and friends you loved and cared about, and he would make sure you would be all alone to prove a point.

Now, you were going on dates with the Kook prince, trying to keep him unagitated, so he doesn't blow up on you.

You were frustrated at his behavior and attitude, which became more erratic as you spent more time with him.

"I was going to; you just didn't give me a chance," you say. "Why can't you just fuck off?"

You cover your mouth, not expecting that last part to come out. You were definitely thinking it; you just didn't mean to say it out loud.

"He squints his eyes at you, a fire lit behind his baby blues, getting in your face, a look on his own reflecting his unhappiness with you.

"I can think of much better things for you to do with that mouth than talk back," he says, his voice calm, eyes boring into you.

"Rafe-." you start

He unbuckles his belt and undoes his fly before settling into his desk chair and giving you an expectant look.

"Well, sweetheart." he says, "I'm waiting."