#kiara carrera x reader

[maybanksbabe]

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 [𝐈𝐈𝐈]

The final part, for now!

J.M

JJ giving Pillow Princess!R a creampie

Naked makeouts w/ JJ

Mornings w/ JJ + Pillow Princess!R

JJ hitting it from the back

Fingering Innocent!R

Pussydrunk!JJ

Punishing Routledge!R

Finishing on R's stomach

Pussydrunk!sub!JJ

Good girl!R

Overstimming Pillow Princess!R

Mutual masturbation (with help from JJ) w/ Innocent!R

Breathplay + breeding w/ Pillow Princess!R

Warming up Routledge!R (+ his smile at the beginning LAWD -)

R.C

Riding Rafe at 2am

Bunny's new lingerie

Trying to be quiet w/ Best Friend's Brother!Rafe

After dinner antics w/ Bunny

Leading Little Lamb astray

Good Boy!Rafe gets a reward

Hitting it from behind w/ Bunny

Bunny on top

Spanking Little Lamb for the first time

Throat training w/ Little Lamb

Riding Rafe's shoe

Touching Little Lamb for the first time

Riding sub!Rafe's face

Rafe eating you out

Bunny + throat training

Catching Little Lamb in the act

P.H

On the sofa w/ Bimbo!R

Bimbo!R riding Pope on the sofa

Movie night w/ Pope

Pope discovers the joys of facesitting

Hitting it from the back

Pussydrunk!Pope

Late night hook ups in the truck

S.C

Sarah gets greedy

Making out + grinding w/ Sarah

Making Sarah squirt... Twice

"Study date" at Tannyhill

Learning how to make herself squirt...

Sleepovers with Sarah

Home alone with Sub!Sarah

K.C

Kie's first time w/ a strap on

Not so lazy day w/ Kie

Making sub!Kie scream

Overstimulating Kie

Kie gets loud... Fast

Poly/Miscellaneous

Rafe getting head from Topper

Late at night w/ Topper

Rafe using Topper's mouth

Topper's first time

Topper being a slut

Trying to keep Topper quiet

Rafe, Topper and Reader

R fucking Topper w/ her strap

JJ x Sarah

R fucking Sarah w/ her strap, JJ watches

JJ x Sarah x R

[venuslore]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒.

𖥔 eddie munson ; it’s forced conforming. that's what's killing the kids. that’s the real monster.

𖥔 robin buckley ; i think we’re mad fools, the lot of us.

𖥔 steve harrington ; yeah, it's me. don't cream your pants.

𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒.

𖥔 jj maybank ; stupid things have good outcomes all the time.

𖥔 kiara carrera ; life’s too short to wait for the storm to pass. you’ve gotta learn to dance in the rain.

𖥔 rafe cameron ; i think we should kill them all.

𖥔 sarah cameron ; you love being seen with me, but you don’t love me.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒.

𖥔 coriolanus snow ; snow lands on top.

𖥔 peeta mellark ; our lives aren’t just measured in years; they’re measured in the lives of people we touch around us.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐈 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘.

𖥔 conrad fisher ; i always remember everything when i drink.

𖥔 jeremiah fisher ; it’s always been us. how can you not see?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃.

𖥔 draco malfoy ; trust me, i was chosen.

𖥔 ron weasley ; one person can’t feel all that at once, they’d explode.

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒.

𖥔 astarion ancunin ; this is what you want, isn’t it? to be mine. forever.

𖥔 peter parker ; when you do the things i can, but you don’t, and then bad things happen, they happen because of you.

𖥔 walter mckey ; the woman of his dreams, she was the same as mine.

[bumblesimagines]

is that a hickey?

you make a great pillow.

- Kiara Carrera

you make a great pillow.

is that a hickey?

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs, GN!Reader

There was something calming about the Carrera Residence. Maybe it was the sound of the water gently sloshing around nearby, or the soft rumble of boats in the water, or maybe it was simply the complete and utter silence. Back home, in Tannyhill, catching a wink of sleep was difficult once someone woke up. Ward would start making phone calls and his loud voice would boom throughout the house, Rose's shrill voice would shriek through the hallways, Wheezie's neverending complaints and whines would begin from the second she woke up, Sarah and Rafe would thump around with heavy footsteps. With the Carrea's, however, Mike and Anna were incredibly mindful of their daughter's beauty sleep. 

Sadly, Kiara hadn't inherited that caring trait. 

"Wake up." Her hushed voice hit your ear, sluggish and still tired but loud enough to draw you from your slumber. "You gotta go, babe. Dad will kill you if he catches you here."

"Mm, I doubt it. Mike loves me." You still remembered the way Mike and Anna's faces brightened when Kiara brought you around to their place. You were sure they'd been praying day and night that her secret partner wasn't one of the troublemakers she called friends. A charming, good kid from Figure Eight had been exactly what they wanted for a future in-law.

"It's conditional." Kiara giggled.

"Oh, fuck you." You laughed softly and she slapped her palm over your mouth, the sting forcing your eyes to crack open and glare in her direction. Kiara snorted and pressed her lips into your shoulder to muffle her giggles, mouthing a silent apology against your skin before slowly peeling her hand back. She moved carefully, nose crinkling when her bed creaked loudly into the quiet air. You could hear the muffled sound of speaking downstairs, signaling her parents were up and about. 

"You have to go now," Kiara whispered and tied up her mop of curls into an equally messy bun. She brushed a few curls out of her face and slipped out of bed, tiptoeing around her bedroom to collect the clothes scattered around the floor. Separating your things from hers, she wiggled on the pajamas she'd worn the previous day and motioned for you to hurry up. "You make a great pillow, by the way."

Climbing out of her bed, you began slipping your clothes back on. In the middle of tugging your pants up, you felt your phone slip out of the back pocket and clatter loudly onto the wooden floor. You and Kiara froze, staring at the phone wide-eyed as the sound downstairs briefly paused before resuming again. You scrambled to finish dressing and snatched the phone off the floor, the sounds of the stairs creaking and groaning prompting Kiara to shove you toward the window. 

"I'll see you later?" You asked quietly, planting your hands on the windowsill and sticking your legs out. Kiara answered with a kiss and rapid nodding so with one last smile, you hopped down onto the grass below and nearly fell over when your knees threatened to give out. You held in a grunt and braced yourself against the wall, giving your body a minute to catch up. 

"Hey, sweetheart," Anna's voice drifted through the open window and held your breath, hoping she hadn't caught on.

"Hey, Mom. What's up?" Kiara was horrible at pretending. You could hear the quivering and awkwardness in her voice.

"We're just finishing up breakfast downstairs. Go brush your teeth and join us." You exhaled a sigh of relief and pushed yourself off the wall, beginning to creep away toward the front gate when you heard Anna's next words and nearly laughed. "Kiara Carrera, is that a hickey?"

[writingreadinglurkingandsmirking]

How OBX characters react to trends: this you?

You tell your partner you found an old pic of them. Technically, it's not.

Warnings: feminine nicknames used, cursing

A little OOC to make these fuckers seem more human/normal

Rafe

Topper

JJ

Sarah

John B

Kie

Pope

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[lowkeyrobin]

JJ MAYBANK ; replacement

summary ; the falling out of pogues jj maybank and y/n l/n

warnings ; language, shit talking, fighting, the term girly used to refer to voice

genre ; angst

work count ; 1.4k

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You collect sea shells along the beach while JJ surfs far out in the water. This was your way of bonding with him now that John B and Sarah were gone.

He didn't talk as much to you as he used to, but he still took the time to hang out with you, Kie, and Pope at least. He was just depressed about John B being gone, and you totally understood.

Now, you sit in the sand, enjoying the salty air against your face as you watch JJ wash to the shore again. He picks up his board and unstraps his foot from the little device and walks over to you, hand outstretched to pull you up.

You take his hand with a little smile, the seashells in your pockets clinking and clanking as you walk away from the water.

"John B would've loved those waves"

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You sit on a dead tree log next to one of the campfires, located far enough away from the water. Your guitar lays in your arms as you strum the strings, lightly singing along as you play the melody. You make sure to keep your voice deep so you wouldn't have any voice cracks or sound too "girly" around all these people whom you didn't really know or didn't want to know anymore.

Of course, your friends were caught up believing Sarah Cameron and John B were still out there, having been sent texts from random numbers claiming to be them.

You'd never been the type to be fooled easily or quickly trust someone or something, it was no shock you didn't believe them, even after seeing the texts for yourself. You were the only one to not receive a message from them, which was why you were so skeptical. You knew John B knew your number by heart, having to call you over payphones when he got in trouble or lost his phone for the millionth time that day.

JJ was the first to call you a dumbass about it, deadass. The fact that you'd think that the pair were dead before thinking they were okay was insane to him. Then that started an argument, and now you were taking it out on your music while you could see them devising a plan down by the water.

You stand up, whistling along to yourself.

You think about how JJ yelled at you. So much for the best friend title. What a shitshow.

Kie and Pope just sat back and watched, they didn't do a thing.

JJ was known for little outbursts and tantrums, but you'd never seen him so mad. He looked at you like a thousand suns burned in his eyes.

He didn't tower over you physically, but mentally, it felt like it, it sounded like it. You'd never seen him so angry over something so small, which obviously made you fight back about how he needed to calm himself down about it. He just about lost it after that, with Kie and Pope standing off to the side unknowing of what to do as he threw a glass cup at you.

You stared at him with that familiar reminiscence that he for sure felt as well. You were JJ in this universe now, and he played the role of his father.

You jumped and stepped away to avoid the explosion of fragile glass and looked back up at him, your eyes swallowed by fear, pupils dilating. He was silent and still, probably realizing how he'd blown things out of proportion. He wasn't able to say anything or call for you as you ran outside and jumped onto your bicycle, trying to run away as fast as possible, in fear he'd run after you.

In fight or flight, you picked flight, you were outmatched in that case scenario.

Pope ran out after you but was unable to catch up or make you stop with his desperate calls. He stops in his tracks, a few yards away from the front of the house. He watches you travel away, using all the might left in your legs to get away as fast as you could.

You reminisced how close you were with JJ before John B went missing, even before all the treasure shit. You used to go driving around at the dark and enjoy nature and vent to each other before you hurt someone or yourselves. But now, it was like everything you'd built was just... gone.

You stand on the beach, venting out your feelings as you stare daggers into the back of JJ's head, standing down the beach about ten or twenty yards.

"I watched the flames in your eyes burn like hellfire"

You circle around the little bonfire, then move towards the largest one towards all the people, tourists, kooks, and pogues alike.

"The devil walks among us friends, I know this is true"

You notice Kie turn to look at you, happily enjoying yourself with the large crowd of strangers, quietly listening to you out of earshot. She turns back to the two boys, listening as they speak.

"One thing that I know, we need to take a look around. If I were the devil, this world would be my playground"

You strum the strings of your guitar, glancing up at the people singing along and watching and even recording you. You look up, using a slight form of acting to act out your words, furrowing your brows.

"As I place that thorny crown on my furrowed brow, well, I'd shine in all the tears of joy, yelling from the crowd"

You continue, aware of the strangers actually recording you, hoping they wouldn't post you online, although you know they would without your consent. Maybe it was just the fact you were a walking jukebox or your weird accent, but they genuinely seemed to enjoy it. Scarily enough, that included the weirdo Topper, too.

"If I were the devil, this world was mine to see. Well, I'd witness all the atrocities, and it'd probably frighten me" Your voice shakes a bit, looking over to see Pope, Kie, and JJ looking at you, probably listening.

You quickly looked away, not trying to interact.

"So I'd run back home with a story to tell. I'd tell all my demons friends that I always preferred Hell"

They must've heard you with that one. JJ furrows his brows while Kie shows the same, more lighthearted facial expression while Pope looks up at you with a visible apology as he catches your eye. JJ is the first to start making his way towards you as you talk to a group of three Pogues who'd been recording you, who genuinely wanted to share your talent online. They were also trying to use you as a jukebox, which didn't mind, since the Kooks' bluetooth speaker died long ago and music was needed at the moment.

The blonde quickly pulls you around by your shoulder, making you nearly hit him with the neck of your instrument. You jump out of your skin in surprise, then look at him, furrowing your brows.

"Fuck's up your ass? Replacing us already?" He asks in an intimidating tone.

You roll your eyes and turn back to the three pogues, apologizing before dragging him down towards the water for some privacy. Kie and Pope watch in the distance out of earshot, working as your body guards in case a physical fight starts.

"Fuck's up my ass? Are you kidding, JJ? Just leave me alone, okay? You're acting like I dedicated that shit to you, it's a song, get over yourself!"

"Get over myself? Says the one who ran away earlier! John B is alive, we're going to go save him, Y/n."

"Piss off"

You angrily walk back up the sandy beach, returning to the pogues with a smile. "Sorry about that, but what were you saying before we were interrupted?"

JJ looks on in astonishment, Kie and Pope approaching to make sure he was slightly okay after that.

"Fuck them"

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"Where's Y/n?" John B asks in concern, gasping for air, looking back up at JJ, Kie, and Pope.

The trio glance at each other awkwardly.

"Long story, we'll tell you later" Kie quickly speaks

"Are they okay? Did something happen?" Sarah asks, voice shaking a bit in worry.

"Oh, no, no, they're fine!" Pope exclaims, raising his hands up a bit as he speaks with body language. "Uh, there was just some... technical difficulties"

JJ scoffs, "Technical difficulties as in they replaced us"

"JJ!" Kie slaps the blonde's arm, eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm speaking the truth, Kie! They replaced us, they're done with us, get it through your head!"

[yagirlwrites]

Wild Summer (Part 7)

Series Masterlist

Parings: Rafe Cameron x Reader (main), JJ Maybank x Reader, Kiara Carrera x Reader

Synopsis: After her encounter with Kie, Y/N enjoys her night with the Pogues. Her and JJ have a conversation on where they stand. Rafe is dealing with some confusing feelings. Tensions come to a head when Rafe and Y/N meet in the parking lot.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), Rafe has sex w someone else but don't worry he has trouble finishing (oops) and his ego is wounded, car sex, rough sex, spanking, hair pulling, squirting, mean!Rafe (he's really mean in this one)

A/N: Surprise!!! I know, I know! I'm really really sorry about the delay! I hope you all enjoy this part! Summer is back and so is Wild Summer! I promise to try and do better with updating after my finals are done. Uni has been crazy, depresh was killing me but never mind that - Rafe and Y/N FINALLY hook up again! But it wouldn't be them without complications so fair warning - Rafe gets real mean in this one.

Wild Summer Part 7

It was happening again. She was there one moment and gone the next, just like that day at the Island Club. Rafe remembered what had happened the last time he blinked and she disappeared - she was off somewhere fucking him. Rafe's blood boiled. Jealousy, anger, resentment and hurt all wrapped into one. He couldn't believe it was happening again.

He was torn between going off and finding them and beating the shit out of the pogue for daring to touch her - and crying from all the feelings swirling in him. The alcohol, drugs and frustration were a bad mix for his head and he didn't like the darkness that was enveloping him. Tonight was supposed to be his night. His night of freedom from Y/N and all the shit that came with her. And yet here he was again, feeling sad and angry at a party that was meant to bring him joy.

The girl he had been dancing with was getting handsier, her hands slipping under his shirt, reminding him why he was there to begin with. Fuck her out of his system. That was the plan. He could do it too, so easily. The girl was more than willing and the fact that Y/N was with him made him want to forget her even more.

His lips found the blonde's, taking control of the kiss and their movements. She moaned into his mouth and he smirked, deciding enough was enough. It was time to snap out of it and have some fucking fun.

But without his consent his gaze swept over the party again, noticing something out of the corner of his eye. Maybank. He was messing around with his friends. It took a few seconds for his anger to turn to confusion, finally realizing what was missing from the picture. She wasn't there.

JJ was there and Y/N wasn't with him. Which meant she wasn't off getting fucked by the pogue like he had expected and it threw him. His eyes searched the party for any sign of her but he found none. The confusion turned to worry, as his brain started coming up with different scenarios as to where she had gone and what might have happened to her.

The girl he had been making out with a minute ago forgotten. He had half a mind to just go up to Maybank and demand to know where Y/N was. Why didn't the asshole seem worried in the slightest? What if something happened? What if...

His train of thought broke as his brain short circuited. She was back. She was okay, she was safe and she was coming back from the woods and she was... holding hands with Kiara. They both looked dishevelled and flushed and he knew what they'd been up to. Un-fucking-believable.

He stared as the two girls joined the rest of the pogues again and started laughing like them fucking off in the woods was a regular occurrence. It took a minute for his brain to fully comprehend it though but once he did the anger returned. He was such a fool.

He had been right, she was getting fucked by a pogue just not the one he thought. Kie. A traitor of their class, pogue by choice. And now Y/N's most recent conquest. He wondered how many more people on the island she'd fucked in the short time she'd been here.

He watched her laugh with the group, his heart hammering in his chest. His frustration reached new levels, the anger still there but he ran hot with something else too - lust. He had been ignoring it all night. How beautiful and sexy she looked, the memories of her taste and her sounds and how she felt on him. He became flushed at the thoughts.

Suddenly, he thought about her and Kie.... He would never admit it but he'd always thought Kie was as attractive as she was self righteous. But now his mind was running wild with all these images of the two girls tangled together and it overwhelmed him. His anger mixed with desire drove him crazy, until he could feel the tightness of his pants and realized where he was.

The blonde was smirking at him, clearly noticing his excitement and thinking it was because of her. He didn't care to correct her. This was it. He was going to have sex with this girl and finally release the frustration that had been building up for days.

"Wanna get outta here?" He asked and she grinned so big he felt a little guilty, but soon forgot all about it as she took his hand and dragged him away from the party.

........

Y/N and Kie had rejoined the party with flushed cheeks and a spark in their eyes and anyone who wasn't completely wasted could figure out what they'd been up to.

JJ was looking broody when Y/N approached and she began to feel guilt seeping in. She didn't regret what she did with Kie and definitely wasn't planning on it being a one time thing. But she was here as his guest. And even though they were casual, she still felt a little shitty for hooking up with his friend when he was nice enough to invite her to the party to start with.

"Hey." She walked up to him wearing a sheepish smile. His face remained serious when he spoke.

"Hey." His tone was neutral and she couldn't make out what he was thinking or feeling. She was getting antsier by the second and felt the sudden urge to apologize.

"Listen-" she cut herself off as his smirk broke through and she realized he was messing with her. He laughed at her face, a mix of bewilderment and guilt, until she relaxed and rolled her eyes at him.

"You dick."

"I'm sorry, what was that?" He leaned back, arms crossed over his chest, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"I thought you were mad." She looked sheepish again and he felt a twinge of guilt for messing with her like that.

"Why would I be mad? Because I brought you to a party and you disappeared to fuck my friend?" His voice was casual but she felt the need to clear the air.

"Yeah... I'm sorry, that wasn't cool."

"It's fine, Y/N. I mean, I know we ain't serious." He gave her a small smile, an attempt to alleviate her mood.

"No, I know. I just... I guess I didn't think about how it might make you feel." He realized she was being serious and he took a step closer to her.

"I'm not upset, if that's what you think." She opened her mouth to protest and he wrapped his hand around her arm to pull her closer. She was looking up at him with an anxious expression. He felt kind of dumb for making her stress out, even though she was right - it wasn't very cool what she did. But he truly wasn't upset.

"Look, I know our thing is casual. And I'm glad you and Kie are... getting along now." She blushed as he smirked.

"But I am... I mean..." He trailed off trying to find the right words to explain what he was feeling.

"I like you." Her eyes widened and he quickly continued.

"Not like that. Just. I like being around you... and you know... the sex is great." She smiled at that.

"I just- I guess I wonder where this leaves me. Cause I don't mind you being with other people, I don't!" He was blushing, talking about his feelings wasn't something he usually did.

"I just... I'd like us to keep... you know..." She smirked at his awkwardness, finding it adorable.

"Fucking?" She offered and he scoffed.

"Well, yeah. Not the word I was gonna use but yeah." He scratched the back of his head, looking at the floor.

"But it's not just that. I like hanging with you..." he was blushing harder and her features softened.

"I'd like to think we're friends, I don't know. I don't know what I'm saying anymore." He chuckled awkwardly avoiding her eyes.

She smiled and took a step closer to him, cupping his cheek and making him look at her.

"I like to think we're friends too." His dimple made a reappearance and she smiled bigger.

"And I would like to keep... fucking you." he was blushing crimson now, a goofy little smile on his face.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She pulled him closer, foreheads meeting and noses brushing.

"I'd really like to kiss you now, if that's okay with you, friend." He rolled his eyes as she smirked and pulled him in. The kiss was sweet, reassuring, comforting and wonderful. Neither tried to deepen it both content to just be with each other. It was nice. Really nice.

..........

The girl was kissing Rafe's neck while she rode him sensually. They were on the far side of the beach, the music from the party barely audible. She was moaning into him while he squeezed her ass as she bounced up and down on his cock. It was dark where they were. She was good. But for some reason it felt off.

The damp sand that was digging into his skin was irritating, the darkness that surrounded them was creeping him out. Her moans were too loud, the wrong pitch, her movements too erratic. Her skin felt sticky from the sweat and salt and he didn't like the feel of it under his fingers. It was wrong. All of it was wrong.

He didn't know what the hell was happening to him because there he was getting laid on the beach with a sexy blonde and yet he couldn't relax. Every noise was amplified, crickets in the nearby trees grating on his nerves, the waves kissing the shore an unpleasant hum in his eardrums. The girl was riding him like a pro, and she was definitely enjoying herself. So why was he not? He should be. He fucking should be.

He started pushing into her, trying to chase down that need that kept itching at him but he couldn't find it. She was loving it though, based on how much louder she got. It annoyed him. He wanted it to be over already so he could drink some more or go home or float away in the ocean. He didn't know. He just knew he hated this.

She finally came on his dick, squeezing him tight and try as he might he just couldn't enjoy it the way he used to. The way any normal man should. She was riding out her high on him, looking down at him like she was waiting for something from him. He couldn't give it to her though. So after a few more moments he rolled them over and pulled out of her, laying back on the sand after he did.

"That was fun." She smiled but all she got was a hum in return. She was panting, sated but also confused. She knew he hadn't come. He was still hard but it was like he was numb. She didn't understand what went wrong. She tried going down on him but he pulled her off of him when he realized what she was doing.

"What's wrong?" Her voice was incredulous.

"Nothing." He muttered and got up, discarding the condom and grabbing his clothes as he went. She scoffed and grabbed her own clothes quickly putting them on while he slowly got dressed.

"So that's it?" She sounded mad. He wasn't sure what her problem was though.

"You finished didn't you?" His words came out harsher than he intended but he couldn't find it in him to care. At that she turned around and left him standing there with a final "fuck you, man".

He stood and stared out at the ocean for what felt like forever. As if waiting for something. Some explanation as to what was wrong with him? Some fucking peace, that he hasn't known in years but felt that night with her. His heart was heavy. He had no clue what do to or how to proceed. Well and truly lost.

...........

Y/N was dancing with Pope, laughing at his impressions of the strangers around them. She hadn't laughed this much in ages.

"Do the Morgan Freeman voice!" JJ requested and Y/N already had tears in her eyes before Pope even started talking. And once he did she was clutching her stomach and trying not to fall to the floor. JJ helped her stay upright long enough to make it to a fallen log where they could sit down.

Tonight had been a blast, including but not exclusive to her rendezvous with Kiara. The entire group was so much fun to be around and Y/N felt so welcome and free. She had never had friends like the this, completely at ease with each other, happy just existing together. She liked it. A lot. And she hoped they liked having her around too. They seemed to, after her and Kie got over their awkwardness.

She expected they would get interrogated, judged or at least some awkward tension from the group after what had happened, but other than the initial amused expressions none of the boys mentioned it again.

She was sitting by JJ's side, leaning her head on his shoulder, feeling sated - happy even. Everyone was laughing at Pope and she felt like the smile on her face was permanent.

Kiara was sitting opposite her with John B. and she kept stealing glances at Y/N. She had a smile on her face too. Any awkwardness or tension that was there before was nowhere to be found. Kie's face was friendly and peaceful and she was looking at Y/N like she belonged there. It tugged at Y/N heartstrings because she knew she did not. That this was all temporary. But if hanging out with them meant experiencing this kind of fun and contentment, she wasn't going to complain. She would take as much of it as she could get, happy to be along for the ride however short it might be.

It was getting late. She had stopped drinking a while ago, opting to switch to water instead in hopes of lessening her troubles tomorrow. She really didn't want to wake up with a head splitting hangover. The crowd was getting smaller, people deciding enough was enough and leaving the party. She wondered how much longer JJ and his friends were planning on sticking around.

She looked over the people now and witnessed some drunken stupors, some people still dancing way off beat and a few determined guys attempting a keg stand even though none of them were sober enough to succeed. And then her eyes met his.

He was on the other side of the party, blending into the shadows looking like a rain cloud. She almost gulped at the sight.

He was looking right back at her and it was quickly making her lose that sense of contentment she had been feeling. She hadn't been ignorant of his presence, having known he was there all along. His piercing stares could be felt on her skin throughout the night. But she never turned. She didn't want to look at him and lose herself again, the way she had yesterday. She was happy to hang out with JJ and the group, happy to mess around with Kie, but he was always there in the back of her mind like an itch begging to be scratched. She didn't know how long she could keep ignoring him before her body gave in and she fell from the precipice all over again.

It felt inevitable. It was a pull much stronger than her determination could handle. She knew she would fall back into him even though she didn't want to. She wanted to move on and forget but he was not letting her. It was as if he had crawled his way under her skin and no matter how much she tried she couldn't deny her need for him forever.

So her eyes found him, despite her best efforts not to. She was tired after all, no longer on high alert. And he was looking right at her. It was like she was caught in a trance that were his eyes and the way he was looking at her.

Like he wanted her. Like she was his. And that made a spark of anger shoot through her because she wasn't. She wasn't anyone's. But he didn't seem to want to accept that. She could see his anger too, it was radiating off of him. Like she had pissed him off something awful. But also his desire. It was all over his face, he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

He needed her. Needed to touch her and feel her again. The last time she was in his arms too far away, too long ago. He needed it, craved it like an addict. And he knew it too. It was dangerous. And he was mad. Real mad. At her. At himself. At JJ, Kie, at all the pogues for keeping her attention the whole night while all he wanted was to be with her.

He felt so pent up, like he couldn't breathe. Like if only he could have her and kiss her and touch her, if only she was in his orbit, he could take in air. And while she was all the way over there, on the other side of the bonfire, his lungs were failing, screaming at him. Go get her.

But they were both stubborn. A recipe for disaster. They had known it from the first moment their eyes met that night. And they didn't care about the warning signs because the pull was inescapable. It still was. He thought it always would be.

The trance was broken when JJ suddenly jumped off the log, startling her back to earth. The reason for his movement became obvious once she refocused. John B had fallen off the other log and took Kie with him, the girl trying to push him off of her to no avail. JJ and Pope managed to flip him off right before he threw up, Kie fortunate to escape it.

It was becoming clear to everyone that the night was over. JJ and Pope helped John B up while Kie dusted herself off with a disappointed look at her friend. Summer stood and started helping Kie gather their stuff and the trash they left.

Kie was shocked to see her helping with the clean up, not having expected it from the girl. Yet again, Y/N was proving her wrong. Yet again, she felt like a fool for jumping to conclusions earlier. She smiled at her and Kie returned it, blushing as the memories of their forest rendezvous flashed to the forefront of her mind.

She had had a really good time with Y/N. The girl gave her some of the best orgasms she'd ever experienced and it was in a quick, party-side moment. She wondered how it might be in a proper private setting. She also wanted to return the favour, make Y/N feel good too. She hoped Y/N would keep her word and there would indeed be another time.

She shook off her naughty thoughts just in time to see Pope walking up to the two girls. They had just finished gathering their left overs as he approached.

"JB's passed out. JJ's taking him to the Twinkie. Time to call it." Kie nodded joining him.

Y/N was a bit confused with that the hell 'the Twinkie' was but she didn't feel it right to ask questions right then. It wasn't important. It was time to go home.

"You coming?" Pope asked, taking Y/N by surprise. She had driven herself and JJ there earlier and wasn't sure about the other's driving situation. She nodded and joined them on the walk to the parking lot where she immediately noticed JJ struggling to strap a passed out John B into the passenger seat of an old, beaut up VW van.

Pope and Kie made their way into the back of the van just as JJ walked to the driver's side. He finally noticed Y/N standing by the side of the van, looking lost.

"What's up?" She looked at him confused.

"Hm?" He chuckled at how cute she looked with her nose all scrunched up. She was thinking.

"What's running through that pretty head of yours, huh?" He was standing right in front of her then, Y/N finally looking up at him properly.

"What's going on?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just wondering what the hell the Twinkie meant..." she trailed off blushing and he couldn't stop the smile that made its way onto his face. She was so cute.

"My lady, meet the Twinkie." He patted the top of the van with a smirk and it took Y/N a second to realize what he was saying. When she did she laughed, eyes looking like stars in the night. She was beautiful.

"I see." She was still smiling, making JJ's heart beat just a little faster. The way she was looking at him was making him feel flushed. Then a loud groan could be heard from the van and they all looked over to see John B leaning his head against the window and moaning something.

"We should go, J." It was Pope who spoke, peaking out from the back of the van. "He needs to lay down."

"Yeah, of course. Of course." JJ cleared his throat and looked back at Y/N, who had a small smile still on her face.

"Do you wanna... come with, or?" Her smile widened.

"Nah, I'm good. My car's here anyway."

"Right. Right, of course." He didn't move, looking sheepish. It was clear he didn't want to say goodbye even though he had to. The thought made her smile and without thinking she leaned in and kissed him. It was short and sweet, resulting in a full flush of his dimpled cheeks.

"I'll text you." She smiled, walking slowly backwards.

"You all be safe, now." She waved at the others and they returned the goodbye. JJ shook his head and finally got into the drivers seat looking back at her. She winked and turned around heading in the direction of her own car. He couldn't hold back the smile on his face as he started up the Twinkie and made off toward the Chateu.

........

She was starting to feel it all at once. The contentment but also exhaustion from her night, the lingering sadness and frustration from the night before and his presence at the party. As she walked towards where she parked her car, all those feelings washed over her and she felt overwhelmed. It was as if her ears were buzzing from all the noise of her feelings, which she knew made no sense.

She had just gotten to her car when she felt it. A presence in the shadows. Someone was behind her, watching her. And though this should have made her panic and instigate her fight or flight instinct - she relaxed. All the noise from earlier, all the pent up energy suddenly disappeared and there was only silence and peace.

It was him. She could feel it. As if she had some kind of sixth sense when it came to him, her body just knowing when he was near.

She'd felt a lot of things tonight but the one thing she hadn't felt in days was peace. She knew it was because of him. There was no one else and nothing else in the world when they were alone together. It didn't matter if it was a loud party, a private hotel room or a dark forest parking lot. She always felt safe with him. The irony wasn't lost on her.

She exhaled. He hadn't said anything yet, but he knew she knew he was there. He could tell by her body language, by the way her shoulders loosened and she seemed relaxed. She was waiting for him to make a move, just standing there by her car. Waiting for him.

He was so angry and happy and tired and frustrated from everything that had happened in the last few days, everything that has been happening since she came into his life. He was still feeling the effects of the substances in his system and it was making him more and more irate. He could feel the frustration turn to arousal turn to desperation and then he was moving.

In a split second he was there, his front pressed to her back, heat radiating off of him into her own body. She shivered as his hands made contact with the bare skin of her arms and his breath hit her ear as he breathed in her scent.

He felt like he was going to cry from the relief of feeling her again, but that didn't last long. The memories rushed back at him and the anger he had felt came back with fervor. He was mad and turned on and he wanted to make her pay. Wanted her to fall apart for him and feel sorry for the way she treated him. Like he was just some guy to her. Like she didn't feel the same damned pull he did when they were together. Like he was a fool.

She relaxed back into him and his heart skipped a beat. For a moment he forgot himself and almost nuzzled his face into her neck but he caught himself in time. He remembered how fucking embarrassed he was earlier when he couldn't do what she had suggested. He couldn't fuck her out of his system. And he felt like he was going to burst from the anger and resentment. Towards her and himself. But he would focus on his anger toward her for now. And let her feel it.

She didn't deserve his soft love, didn't want it, rejected it. So he'd make sure she regretted it. She'd get his anger instead. And maybe then she'd understand. Or maybe she wouldn't. It didn't matter. He no longer cared. At least that's what he told himself.

The next thing she knew she was being pinned against the side of her car, her front roughly connecting with the metal making her let out a wince. It almost made him crack immediately but he couldn't. She hadn't pushed him off so he knew she wasn't complaining.

He roughly grabbed her ass as he flipped up her dress and then his palm made contact with her cheeks with a resounding smack. She gasped into the night air. Both turned on by his aggressiveness and worried about doing that out in the open like this. Sure it was dark but still. She forgot all about it though, when he pressed his clothed cock against her ass making her feel just how much he wanted her. She moaned and he smirked at the sound, having her right where he wanted her. If she wanted to act like a slut he was going to treat her like one.

He grasped her hair in his fist and pulled her back into him roughly. Her gasped whine made his cock twitch and his heart skip.

"Rafe..." he yanked her harder, making her words die out on her tongue.

"Open it." It took her a moment to realize what he was talking about when he pushed her into the back door of her car. He was being so rough with her and it concerned her as much as it made her shiver with anticipation.

She clumsily searched her purse for her car keys and almost dropped them when he quickly took them from her shaking hand and unlocked the car himself. Before she could speak, the back door was open and he was pushing her in, bending her over the seat.

"Rafe-" he interrupted her again with another smack on her ass, this time hard enough to make tears sting at her eyes. He rubbed the red mark to soothe it giving her a false sense of comfort before doing it again. He roughly grabbed her panties and ripped them off of her making her gasp into the small space she was in.

He was still outside standing behind her, admiring the view of her bent over for him, red ass on full display. He could see her pussy glistening in the low light and he wanted to curse at how hard he was. She was loving this, he could tell. It made him angrier and more desperate to feel her around him again.

He made work of unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down his thighs along with his boxers, leaving him finally out of the constraint he's been in for what felt like forever. He let out a breath in relief and she started to turn, hoping to take a look at him. He stopped her before she could though, pushing her further down onto the seat, making her arch her back. It made her ass look even more enticing. He almost cursed under his breath but managed to keep it in. Fuck, she drove him crazy with every move she made.

He slapped her ass again, trying to release his frustration but it just kept sizzling. Her whine into her arm didn't go unnoticed, as his dick twitched and precum started leaking from his red tip. He didn't have it in him to hold back anymore. So he didn't.

In one move he pushed inside her, filling her up, balls deep. Her choked gasp made him want to hold her close but he remembered how he felt for the past few days and that need to comfort was once again overrun by his anger.

He stood still for what felt like forever making her more desperate by the second. She felt at odds, part of her needing him to move and bring her pleasure, the other part wanting to push him off and force him to talk to her. But she was afraid he wouldn't. So she waited for his next move, impatiently.

After what felt like forever he finally moved, pulling out of her almost completely before slamming right back into her making her close her eyes and release a loud moan.

He did the same thing a few more times, watching her wince and moan and push back, instinctually chasing him. He was playing with her and she was getting frustrated. So she decided to do something about it. She moved back hard, forcing him back in with a groan of his own. She smirked in victory but it didn't last long because the next second he was setting up a fast rough pace, turning her into a moaning whimpering mess.

"Fuck! Rafe-" she started but he interrupted yet again and she didn't even have the time to get mad because he had grabbed her face in one hand, squeezing her cheeks. She was taken by surprise by his roughness once again, yet he could feel her pussy clenching on him at the act.

"Be a good little slut-" his hips rutted into her hard interrupting his words. "And shut up. Hm?" His voice was low and raspy and so damn hot. He had never been this mean and she hated that it made her so fucking weak for him.

Her eyes closed, face meeting the car seat as he pushed her down by her shoulders causing her to squeeze him tighter with her cunt. He was so fucking turned on it was making it hard to keep control, but fuck if he didn't make sure she ached tomorrow. She won't be able to forget about him in the morning if she can't walk straight. The thought made him smirk and land a rough smack on her ass again. She almost screamed, her noises seeming too loud for the close space they were in.

He reached forward sticking his fingers in her mouth, to lower the noise or to feel her clench down on him harder, he wasn't sure. His pace so hard it had the car shaking from his thrusts. It was filthy.

It felt so good. It was so hot and sexy and rough and it was driving her crazy that no matter how hard she tried to form a coherent thought or take some control over the situation he would hit her G-spot just right and she'd lose it all over again. All she could do was let out mumbles and noises that didn't make any sense. He was fucking her dumb and she hated it. But she also loved it.

All the frustration, all the stress she had been under, all the fear and anxiety she'd been feeling over their situation since yesterday just went away. She wasn't overthinking, wasn't worrying about what would happen tomorrow or how she would stay away from him now that she'd let him back in again. All her brain could understand in that moment was how good he was fucking her, how much pleasure she was experiencing, how much she needed more and more and more.

Time slipped away from them, it could have lasted 2 minutes or 2 hours, they didn't know and didn't care. They were lost in the feel of each other. Him wanting to fuck her so good she sees stars, so she can never forget him. Her wanting him to keep fucking her forever and never ever stop. It was too good. Too hot. Too much.

And as he hit her G-spot for the umpteenth time that night she came undone. Her scream was deafening, her grip on him vice like, he swore he could've passed out. She was shaking as he kept fucking her through her orgasm. He was trying so hard not to cum because he didn't want this to be over yet. He wouldn't let it.

She collapsed onto the seat, feeling totally fucked out. She thought he had cum, with how still he was inside her for a minute. But then he pulled her closer by her hips, positioning one knee onto the seat and somehow fucking her even deeper than before. She was mewling out desperate pleas, she wasn't sure what for, to stop or keep going. He didn't care either. He couldn't let himself stop before he let all of the anger out and he still had a lot left.

His pace was brutal and she didn't know how she hadn't passed out already, feeling like she was half way to leaving her body. But it felt so good. It hurt so good. The pain and pleasure was overlapping in a way she'd never experienced before. It was too much. It wasn't enough. It was everything. She was so close.

And then he slipped his hand under her, rubbing her clit harshly and she came again. This time even harder. So hard she swore she blacked out for a second. He kept fucking her through it, so close to his own peak while he watched her cum for him, fall apart for him, in a completely new way. It was mesmerizing.

He wished he could refrain, to keep it in, but he couldn't. He couldn't because the hottest thing he'd ever wittnessed just happened in front of him. On him. And he couldn't hold it back anymore. His hips stuttered as he reached his high, filling her up with his cum. His groans were loud and he was trying his hardest not to close his eyes, not wanting to miss a second of it.

She was limp under him once her high passed, feeling absolutely drained after the experience. He was still inside her, occasionally twitching as the last of his orgasm washed over him. His face was buried in her back, breathing her in, both their breaths fast and shallow, sweat coating their skins making them sticky. Not just sweat though. Her cum too.

She'd squirted. All over. Her release covered both of them and the car underneath. She still hadn't grasped what had happened but he couldn't think of anything else.

Fuck. That was the best thing ever. Hottest, most wonderful thing he'd ever been part of. She came so hard on his dick - he was the one who made her squirt all over her car, him, no one else. It made a burst of pride swell in his chest. She defintely won't forget that. He smiled, breathing in her scent as her own breathing got more even.

That damn scent, her scent, it was so ingrained inside him now. God damn he felt so happy to be in it again. In her again. With her again.

But then she started moving and his dreamy state cleared, leaving him to remember what had happened and why. Why she had cum so hard. Why he had fucked her so hard to begin with. And then he remembered how much she hurt him and that the whole reason he was there was to hurt her too.

So as much as he wanted to just wrap her up in his arms and take her home and hold her and kiss her and keep her safe with him he couldn't. That wasn't the plan. The plan was to fuck his anger into her and he had. The anger was gone, he realized. It had been gone since she started squeezing him for the second time. He had felt sated. Happy even. But it didn't last, it couldn't. It never did with her. So he withdrew out of her and got dressed again.

She was laying there as he pulled out, wincing at the loss of contact. She was so tired and she just wanted to wrap herself around him and fall asleep right there in the car. She didn't even care that the seat was damp, couldn't even really process the fact that she'd just squirted for the first time in her life. It didn't matter. In that moment she just wanted him to hold her, to feel his skin on hers while she fell asleep.

But he wasn't coming back. She heard him ruffling around behind her and expected him to come lay with her when he got dressed. But he didn't. She pushed herself up, with great effort, to turn around and look for him.

But she didn't see his post orgasm smile or his tired but sparkly eyes, she didn't find the warmth and comfort he had given her that first night. This time she was met with the image of his back walking away from her. Leaving her alone, cold, and hearbroken. Sitting in her car wishing he'd turn around and change his mind.

But he didn't. He was gone.

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Friend or Foe? - Older Carerra sister Fic

Summary: Kiara's sister bumping into her and the pogues. Naming her sister Kaya. Kiara x older Carerra sister - Featuring JJ and Pope briefly. Older Carerra sister x Rafe. 1,610words

Kaya stared at her younger sister across the country club, to say they were different was an understatement. The eldest Carrera enjoyed the finer things in life and used it to further her education and get out of the outerbanks. Kiara on the other hand was still hanging around with her pogue friends and fighting injustice of anything and everything. That was one thing Kaya liked the most about her, her bravery to raise her voice when things were wrong.

Now any other day she would have put her head down and avoided Kiara hanging out with her two pogue friends, but not today. She stormed towards her, heels tapping against the pavement. The tall blond boy behind Kiara spun her around and pushed towards Kaya.

She glanced to the boys, nose wrinkling at the sight of the group covered in sweat and muck. Her sister looking like she'd been dragged through the forest. Kaya hooked her hand around Kiara's elbow and tugged her away.

"Hello, to you too," Kiara said slipping from sisters grasp.

Sliding her oversized sunnies over her head, she let them rest on her plaited hair. Her hazel eyes squinting in the harsh sun. "I don't need a hello when I've got mom and dad on my case because you've been gone for three days." Kaya crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin, the added plus of being slightly taller than her sister in heels, made her feel a little more stronger.

Kiara rolled her eyes and turned to walk, "you could have told me that over there."

"No, wait." Kaya shuffled forwards blocking Kiara's path and held up her hands. "This is a private family matter, I don't ask your friends about their home life." She glanced over her shoulder at the pogues, looking back as soon as her eyes met theres. Kiara couldn't help but laugh at her awkwardness.

"Look I really don't have much time to..." Kiara side stepped her, brow creasing as Kaya fell into the step with her.

Kaya plaid with sparkling charm on her bag, arm hugging the distressed leather. "Just come back home tonight," she placed a gentle hand on Kiara's arm, "and if you want to sneak out later I won't say a thing."

Stopping once more, Kiara eyed the turtle charm she'd gifted her sister before she went off to college. "What is that?" Kiara said poking her sisters shiny handbag.

"Ohh," her eyes lit up, strap slipping from the crook of her elbow to balance on her out stretched wrist. "Vintage, Kie. I never thought the whole sustainable thing would rub off on me..." She babbled on about how she came across the bag, smile pulling her plump lips.

Kiara raised a brow, "I mean tell that to the crocodiles."

"Wait, what." Kaya examined the harsh exterior, teeth sinking into her bottom lip.

She didn't notice how close she was to her sisters friends, her gaze snapping to the tall boys. She remembered Pope, the only one she'd met a handful of times whilst he delivered groceries. The blond standing beside him did everything but look at her, his fingers tapping against thigh.

Before she could open her mouth to speak, she spotted her friend in the distance. "I've got to go, but I'll see you tonight." She smiled to her sister, her hand dove into her bag retrieving some rolled up money. Perk of her internship meaning she could give some to her sister instead of her having to ask their parents and their hundred questions why. She tucked it into Kiara's pocket, her sister protesting but later giving in.

"Rafe!" Kaya called to her friend, raised her hand to wave, but it was yanked down as soon as she'd said his name. She frowned at her sister's tight grip on her wrist.

"What are you doing?" Kiara tugged at Kaya's wrist to gain her attention, face scrunched up in confusion.

Kaya stilled, she could hear Rafe calling for her, his voice getting closer. "I'm meeting my friend." She said trying to escape her sisters grasp.

"You are not going anywhere with him." Kiara said pulling her sister along with them.

"Kiara stop," Kara tore away from her, finger massaging her wrist. "What is up with you? Actually I don't want to know, just don't get me involved." She shook her head, smile dropping from her face as her Kiara blocked her path.

She placed her hands on Kaya's shoulders stopping her. "He's a bad guy. Please just listen to me and stay away from him." She pleaded, the two boys muttering along with Kiara about steering clear of the kook.

Shrugging Kiara off, she placed her sunglasses back over her nose. "I've known Rafe since school and he went to the same college as me before he dropped out. I think I know him better than you do." She nudged her sister out of the way. "Maybe if you tried a little harder at the academy you'd make more friends." She didn't mean to sting her sister with the same line her parents threw at her, but she was mad being told what or who to be around.

"Ouch, that was bitchy, but I'll overlook it this one time." Kiara said walking beside her, gaze sweeping to Rafe as he leant against his bike. "Stop, just listen." She glanced to JJ and Pope making sure they were out of ear shot. "You see the gash on Popes face, near the brim of his hat?"

Kaya's gazes scanned his face, then to JJ's cut lip. "What about it?" She sighed, but did not look away from the two boys.

"Rafe did that, you know your friend." She paused, a small gasp escaping Kaya lips as she brought her attention back to her sister. "I don't want you getting hurt okay."

**

The last week came crashing down on Kaya, the thrill of having fun slowly dwindling into guilt. The once light touches and stolen kisses now weighed down on her, how could he be so nice to her, but horrible to others? She had yet to witness the wrath her sister had warned her about.

Rekindling the flame with Rafe from college and sneaking around during the summer seemed right when they'd bumped into each other. It was like time hadn't passed, no exams or work to weigh them down, but that was all wiped away with the new found knowledge of him having another side to him.

He's a bad guy...The words kept echoing in the back of her mind and she found herself searching for the small cues to back up her sisters statement. Kiara always told her the truth, so why was she finding it so hard to believe?

"What's going on in that head of yours." Rafe's hand rested on her upper thigh, fingertip creeping up the hem of her short dress. The broken skin and scabs on his knuckles, bothering Kaya more now that she knew where they came from. His nose nudged the side of her jaw, lips tracing her neck.

Kara moved off his lap to straddle him. She placed her hands on either side of his neck and looked into his eyes, if he lied she's sure she'd see it in his gaze. "My sister."

Rafe chuckled, his palm tracing her back and smoothing the tension from her shoulder blades. "What did she do now?" Both the eldest in their family and knowing the responsibility of trying to keep everything together, to make the family look good.

The tug of his lips made her smile too, she almost forgot what she was going to ask him. He pinched her hip, squeal escaping her lips as he waited for her to respond.

"It's just," Kaya licked her lips, "she said that you fought with her friends." She wished she was more outspoken like her younger sister, the knot in her stomach tightening about the exchange.

"Look they were asking for it." Rafe said, the tic in his jaw flared and his hold on her hips tightened at the mention of them. "Pogues,' he spat.

"I really don't understand this whole kook vs pogue thing." Kaya shook her head and smoothed her hands down his shoulders, resting them in her own lap.

Rafe cupped her face, thumb brushing along her cheek. "It's always been this way Babe, you just had your nose stuffed in books to notice." Rafe laughed at the memory, sweet Kaya buried in books instead of focusing on the world around her.

She played with her the hem of her dress, "I mean we're older now, the whole Kook vs Pogue thing isn't something we need to focus on."

"Your sister's really got in your head, eh." Rafe scoffed, pushing her off his lap.

Kaya stumbled back, catching herself before she fell to the floor. "I'm just saying, I don't want to get involved with any drama." She wasn't sure why she was trying to backtrack, the rise and fall of Rafe's shoulders, the muscles shifting under his tight t-shirt reminding her how strong he was and if it was ever directed at her, well she wasn't sure how it would go.

The thoughts were squashed though the moment Rafe turned back to face her, gentle hands finding a place on her arms. Lips pressing to her forehead. "No drama. Promise." He said lifting her chin with his finger to kiss her.

She melted into his embrace, heart drumming against her chest. He had a knack of making her forget about the world around her, maybe the summer wouldn't be that bad.

✨ Older Carerra sister and Rafe's secret summer fling 🤭 - Yiiyii

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[devilsjacket]

their favourite hugs - rafe cameron, JJ maybank, kiara carrera, sarah cameron

male reader

warnings: none

rafe cameron

At first he didn’t like hugs

He’d just stand awkwardly or wrap an arm around you for a split second before going back to what he was doing

After a while he warmed up to the way your larger arms wrapped around him, he always pushed his face into your chest and inhaled your cologne just for comfort

He also enjoyed the way you toyed with his hair when you did it too, he felt so safe which was something he didn’t feel often

He’d give your hugs a solid 8/10

JJ maybank

JJ was always an affectionate person

He loved giving “bro hugs” and pats on the back, anything to give someone a bit of encouragement

So when you hugged him from behind after a long day and buried your face into the crook of his neck he couldn’t help but melt

He definitely loved those kinds of hugs, it was so loving he almost couldn’t handle it, JJ was a sucker for soft touches

He loved to push his back against your slightly muscular front and bask in the feeling, he was pretty sure he could feel your heartbeat increase as well

He’d rate your hugs a good 10/10

kiara carrera

Kiara was never one to be super lovey dovey but she did love hugs

Especially when you’re the one resting your head on her chest/shoulder, tracing shapes on her hip as you both relax

She loved when you opened up to her during these moments and always used hugs as an excuse to run her fingers through your hair

But she did prefer cuddles over simple hugs however, it just felt more comfortable and sweet

Nonetheless she’d rate your hugs around a 9/10

sarah cameron

Sarah liked simple hugs

She’d just wrap her arms around your neck and pull you closer to her, she wasn’t that big on hugs

She liked them don’t get me wrong but she didn’t find them as special as like a kiss or something

But she did like the way your arms wrapped around her waist tightly as if you didn’t wanna let go

If she had to she’d rate your hugs a 5/10

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Ik this may be kinda inaccurate but I haven’t finished obx yet and this is what came to mind when I thought about them hugging the reader :) thanks for all the support and for reading, have a good day/night <3

[obxologies]

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kiecarrera how'd i get so lucky?

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[maybanksbabe]

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 [𝐎𝐁𝐗]

R.C

Goodboy!Rafe being allowed some play time

Letting off steam w/ GB!Rafe

GB!Rafe getting a reward

Unwinding after a tough day

Bunny gets punished

New dining room table for Rafe and Bunny

Teaching Bunny new tricks

Needy Bunny

S.C

Going down on Sarah in the back of the Twinkie

When the boys are away...

BFF!R showing Sarah a good time

Inexperienced!Sarah

Slow and steady

Poly!Pogues

JJ watching Sarah and R

Sarah and R in the back of the Twinkie

Rafe putting cuck!Topper in his place

Watching Rafe and Topper from behind the camera

Topper riding Rafe

Twink!Topper giving Rafe head

JB and JJ in the back of the Twinkie

JB's new skill

Rafe taking Topper from the side

Brat!Topper being taken by Rafe

JB taking it from JJ

Rafe punishing Topper

JJ using JB's mouth

JB Riding JJ

Sarah x Inexperienced!Kie x Reader

J.M

Pillow Princess!R likes being on top sometimes

Helping his princess destress

Pussy drunk!JJ

Making her shake

Teasing Pillow Princess!R

Mornings with JJ

After a long day at the beach

K.C

Making Kie squirm

First time giving her the strap

Close isn't close enough

[venuslore]

hi my angels ᰔ !

i wasn't really planning on doing anything for my birthday this year but then i decided that since it's my golden birthday and i'm turning 26 on the 26th, i had to at least do something small !

so, from the 20th - 26th i will be holding a cute lil celly for those that would like to come celebrate with me.

this event is open to all with the exclusion of minors, i just ask that you read my blog rules and are following me before you send anything in. you're free to send in as many requests as you like, just keep it to one prompt each ask, and please make sure that any nsfw requests are not on anon !

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𖥔 — 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ; send me this + a cute random fact about yourself, or just anything in general, for a love letter written by yours truly ! ꒰ mutuals only ꒱

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this blog contains mature content. mdni.

[writingreadinglurkingandsmirking]

How OBX characters react to trends: the text-song-lyrics-until-they notice trend - Taylor Swift Edition

You're a Swiftie texting your partner Taylor lyrics to see how it goes...

Warnings: feminine nicknames used, cursing

Sorry this is slightly unhinged and slightly OOC so they're closer to normal people

Rafe

Topper

JJ

Sarah

John B

Topper

Kie

Pope

[pixiexdusts-world]

Incorrect Quote

Kiara : Is there anyone here who’s actually straight?

Sarah: *raises hand*

Y/n: *puts their hand down*

[veryberryjelly]

𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐣𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 { 𝟓/𝟖 - 𝟏𝟕/𝟖 }

in honour of me finally finishing school -and finally getting this god forsaken glitch sorted out with my account - im holding a cafe event

links ✧ who i write for ✧ prompt list

🥐 - chocolate croissant ( send me some info about yourself (and a fandom if you wish ) i'll ship you with a character )

🫖 - oolong tea ( send me a song and a character and i'll write something inspired by the lyrics )

🍰 - raspberry genoise ( send me a character and an au/prompt and i'll make a moodboard for them )

☕️ - matcha latte ( send me a prompt from this list or another prompt and a character and i'll write it <3 )

🍩 - double chocolate donut ( send me an au and a character and i'll write my thoughts / a blurb )

send all of the asks to my inbox !

all works for this event are under the #🥐 - jelly cafe event

[runningfrom2am]

serving drinks and saving turtles

summary: kie had admired you from afar for quite some time, never quite getting together the courage to talk to you. that is until you talked to her first.

pairing: kiara carerra x fem!reader

wc: 900 (ish)

tags/warnings: none!

a/n: this is so darn cute oh my gosh. anyway welcome back for day five of obx week, how you get the girl with kie!!

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kie had always watched you from a distance, in the least creepy way possible: of course. as she sat on her families dock, reading a book or cleaning their boat, her head would always turn at the sound of your laugh, cruising by on the hms pogue alongside your friends to go fishing in the marsh. she had never seen you without a smile on your face, even clocked in at the country club serving drinks on the pool deck when her parents had dragged her there.

to kie, without a doubt, you were the most mesmerizing, most stunning girl on the island. she was jealous of your friends, who were always around you, who always got to bask in your seemingly endless amounts of positive energy. it was a world she wishes she could be in, but knew she never could.

she had never said a word to you, but it seemed you knew her. everytime you saw her you'd wave like you were old friends; but she chalked it up to just being a small island and you being too sweet for your own good. as a pogue, looking in her direction was something frowned upon by the people surrounding her, but you never minded.

she finally got some time alone, walking down the beach in search of turtle eggs which she knows from years past should be hatching soon. she's lost in her own world, headphones in while she scans the shoreline.

you're coming back to shore, surfboard still strapped to your ankle and held loosely at your side when you see the back of a girl walking down the sand away from you.

"y/n! one more before sunset?" your lifelong friend pope calls out to you, just coming up to shore behind you while john b is catching a smaller wave in the distance.

"uh, one sec!" you smile, unclipping the board and dropping it into the sand. "i'll be right back- swear!"

"hurry up!" pope calls after you as you jog down the beach toward the curly haired kook.

"kie!" you shout as you get closer, but as you notice her headphones, you assume she can't hear you. with a nervous smile on your face, you gently tap her shoulder as you catch up, joining her side.

"oh, y/n, hi." kie pulls out her headphone quickly, looking you briefly up and down. she smiles, but she's shocked.

"hi! what are you doing?" you ask, adjusting the waistband of your bikini bottoms.

"uh, looking for turtle eggs." she answers, subconscious of the subtle shake in her voice.

"oh! i found some yesterday. up here, i'll show you." you grin, grabbing her hand and pulling her up toward the tree line a little ways behind you.

kie's skin burns despite the coolness of your fingers against her hand, still wet with sea water. she misses the feeling as you crouch down, dropping her hand to dig gently through the sand until you uncover the clutch of eggs. "here, look."

she smiles, kneeling carefully at your side to look down at the eggs. she can't help but look over at you, where your eyes are glued to the white eggs in the sand with a mesmerized smile on your face. "they're so precious, aren't they?" you sigh happily, leaning back and clutching your hands to your chest.

"they are." she agrees, gently covering them back up. "thank you for showing me, i want to make sure they make it to the water. i'll check on them tomorrow."

"that's so sweet." you help her settle the sand over the eggs. "can i join you?"

"sure, yeah. of course." kie quickly replies, looking at you again.

"i work at the club until three, hopefully they can wait until i'm done to start their journey." you say, tucking your dripping hair back behind your ear. "i'm supposed to go fishing with the boys tomorrow, but screw them." you giggle, gesturing back to your friends in the ocean.

"i hope they wait for you." kie agrees. "i could pick you up from work, maybe?"

"yeah! that would be cool, kie. thank you." you sigh gratefully. she just nods at you, unable to curb her smile of excitement. "you know, that works out perfectly. i came to ask you if you wanted to grab coffee or something, sometime. you seem really cool." you say, cheeks flushed. kie can't discern whether or not it's because of the energy you used to run across the beach to her, or out of nervousness.

"oh, i'm not cool." she chuckles, shaking her head.

"sure you are." you start getting up as you both hear your friends calling to you in the distance. "it's all about energy, you know?"

you're speaking her language, truly, and it makes her heart happy to hear it. "yeah. i get it." she nods, squinting at the orange light from the sunset over the ocean. "you're cool too."

"thank you." you giggle, brushing off your knees before turning back to your friends. "i'll see you tomorrow, carerra! it's a date!" you call back as you jog down the beach and kie stands up.

you pick up your surfboard again, and kie watches as you fiddle with it for a moment before running back into the water. you're quickly met by a splash to the face from jj which you don’t hesitate to return. kie is sure now that these are her people, and you will make her feel like she belongs.

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