#rafe x reader smut

[shellxrls]

i need to be sarah’s cutesy sabrina carpenter espresso baby best friend who fucks her on the dl and also fucking her brother🤫

a/n: anon u ate with this ask cuz i love this song soo much, and i loveee the idea of rafe being beyond pussy whipped all for his gf to be more in love w his sister than him.

warnings: male receiving oral (mxf), cum swallowing, female receiving oral (fxf), cheating, NO INCEST at all they fuck at completely separate times.

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you’d often find yourself one of two places on the daily, ironically they were both situated in the same house: laying prey to the skilled fingers of sarah cameron in a fuzzy orgasm-drunk haze, or clinging all cutesy onto rafe cameron’s arm as he works away in his office — maybe sucking his dick under the desk if you were painfully eager.

at current moment, you were coddled next to rafe, pointing at an assortment of glittery bags on your phone screen and singling out the ones you wanted the most — or rather, the ones you didn’t want, considering the order you were about to place was essentially the bulk of the entire website.

“rafee, card please,” you tap him on the shoulder and urge him to rummage through his wallet, pulling out a black card before handing it to you and briefly glancing at your cart as you completed the transaction.

“gonna return the favour for me baby?” he mutters distractedly, eyeing some documents but letting his left hand wander to your thigh.

“course rafe, just wish you weren’t working all the time,” you pout, dragging his hand further into the crease of your thighs and rocking slightly on the chair, “otherwise i could return it now.”

he stills, dropping his pen and rubbing out a crease on his forehead with his free hand before turning to you, “mhm, under the desk princess, i can take a quick break.”

you beam, having successfully captured his attention, and crawl beneath him to begin unzipping his work slacks.

eager-mouthed you attempt to swallow him entirely on your first suck, lubing his entire shaft as tendrils of saliva dripped from your open mouth all the way down to his balls, stringing messily.

“fuck that’s good, now what do you say?”

“thank you rafe,” you force out through your stuffed mouth, eyes glimmering up at him in cat-like excitement while he looked down on you with nothing short of hypnotism, eyes glazed over with want.

it’s not long before he’s cumming down you’re throat in spurts, fisting your hair to force your head down further and making you swallow it so his office isn’t left messy.

he taps your cheek once he finishes, murmuring something about how good you did before quickly being reoccupied with his documents, sending you out with a firm slap on your ass lest you distract him any further.

you find yourself easily wondering into sarah’s bedroom, not bothering to knock and diving straight down onto her bed next to her, “was rafe boring you?” she questions with an edge of sarcasm.

you swallow, slightly guilty considering you did come in here to get release after sucking rafe off left you painfully wet, “something like that,” you trail off for a second before redirecting the conversation, “and anyways, i just missed you, haven’t seen my girl in a while.”

she smiles at that, leaning over you and pushing you into the bed frame with a kiss, her lips were always much sweeter than rafe’s, you’d always end up borderline inhaling off the flavoured chapstick she so regularly applies.

“missed you too,” she grins against your mouth, wasting no time in swiftly removing her shirt, then yours too.

kissing down your clavicle, she grabs the buckle of your jeans and pulls you onto her, humping you slightly against her leg.

you keen into the air, clinging onto one of her hands and bucking you body back into her, “shit sarah.”

she laughs lightly, the sound creating a hum against your pelvis while she works off your pants and leaves you naked underneath her, pussy glistening in her face

“you really did miss me huh?” she bites her lip almost awestruck and meets eyes with you before nudging her nose into your clit, cashing the nerves to twitch against her face.

she laps at your soaking entrance slowly, nose bumping your clit with every lick and making you squirm underneath her, your stomach pulsing in drawn out pleasure.

“mmh please sare — more,” you whimper, pushing your hips outward and forcing her face in deeper, tongue probing at your hole while she introduces two fingers to your clit in tight circles.

she tongue fucks you for a while before moving back onto your clit, sucking on the nerves and redirecting her two fingers inside of you, curling aggressively while you mewled and your whole body tensed up.

when you finally cum she eagerly mouths it all, rising from between your legs hot in the face with her mouth and chin all dampened due to slick.

you giggle looking down at her, pulling on the strap of her bra so she could meet you with a kiss, all the while thinking about how pissed rafe would be if he ever found out.

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[prettybabyyyy]

He pulls the lips of your pussy apart so he can lick his own cum out of your dripping hole. He spends what feels like hours down there thoroughly cleaning you up and taking advantage of the opportunity to get another taste of your wetness. When he softly moans against your pussy, it causes you to buck your hips into his face, grinding your cunt against his mouth.

He knows just what you need so he pushes his face into you until he’s practically inhaling and devouring both of your fluids. You never thought you’d get turned on from your boyfriend eating his cum out of you, but as his tongue unexpectedly prods your entrance and brushes past your g spot, your third orgasm of the night starts fast approaching and you cum with a scream of his name that takes all the air out of your lungs.

“Can’t let any go to waste” he grins, looking up at you after taking his mouth off your pussy, chin covered in the deliciously salty mixture of his cum and yours. You pull him in for a kiss, smushing your lips together so you can really taste both of your releases.

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Kooks and Pogues don't really get along, but reader and Rafe make it work.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, fluff - Rafe is super clingy with you, secret relationship, flirting, secret texting, pogue!reader with possibly divorcing parents, kissing, lying to friends, sneaking off at a party, phone sex, masterbation, choking, biting, scratching, hair pulling, unprotected sex, filth 

Word count: 4.9k | unedited 

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You lay on your bed, smiling and giggling as you text back and forth with your very secret kook boyfriend, Rafe. 

Yeah, yeah. Kooks and Pogues, they don't get along, blah blah. 

But you and Rafe do.

Cannot wait to see you tonight, my beautiful girl. Did you pick out a dress for the party yet? 

You bite down on your bottom lip, typing back a response to Rafe, Wouldn't you like to know, lover boy. 

You tuck your phone back into your pocket and look up just as Kie walks in the door, "So tell me how we managed to get an invite to Sarah's party." 

You sigh, "Okay. But you have to promise you won't get upset or tell anyone I told you." 

She nods, "Ohh I like where this is going." She sits down on your bed, "Tell me." 

"John B and Sarah are secretly seeing each other." You stare at her and she laughs, "What?" 

You nod, "The only reason I know that is because I went over to hang out with John B and.. they must have lost track of time." 

"Oh Jesus." Kie shakes her head, "I actually don't like where this is going." 

You laugh slightly, "Yeah, I was actually shocked when I seen them, but honestly, after talking to them before she left." You shrug, "They seem to be really happy sigh each other." 

Kie rolls her eyes, "Oh yeah. I'm sure." 

You chew on your lip as your phone is one new message away from the secret you're hiding, too. 

"Just.. let him tell you. Don't tell him I told you." You laugh, "As crazy at it seems, it seems to work." 

"John B and Sarah Cameron?" She raises her brows, "That's just.. crazy to me. That would be like rafe and you." 

Your heart skips a beat and you quickly push out a laugh, "Please." You roll your eyes, "Me and Rafe? That would never work, even if I wanted it to." 

Kie looks at you and at this point, your heart is about to fall out of your ass. 

She tilts her head, "I mean, I can say that Sarah is better than Rafe, I mean." She laughs slightly, "he's a psychopath." You force a laugh because you know that isn't true, for you at least. 

Rafe is, literally on his hands and knees begging to see you. 

He's good morning texts and last person you talk to before you go to sleep. 

He's nothing like the Rafe they know. 

Polar opposite. 

"so I guess.. I'm just glad it's them two over the other option." Kie says and you look at her, "Oh yeah." You try not to seem nervous, "I'm happy for them, really." 

She checks her phone, "Shit. I gotta go meet JayJ." She stands up, "I'll pick you up later? We can go to the party together." 

You nod, "Okay." You watch as she leaves your room and you pull your phone out after hearing the front screen door shut. 

A smirk grows across your lips as you read, Please. I miss my girl so much right now. 

You get up, walking over to your closet as you type, Things been stressful lately? 

You always loved how fast Rafe answers you. 

No matter what he's doing, he makes sure to always answer. 

You have no idea, baby. I haven't seen you, I need to feel you. Fuck, I miss you. 

You have never seen a more softer side of Rafe. You honestly never really would, but to your surprise, you were the one who brought it out of him. 

You are the only Pogue he'd ever really associate with in any other way. You have a way with him that even had himself questioning the whole thing for a while, but he got into you having control over him, too.

He still, now jokingly, is mean to you when you're around your other friends, only because he's mean to them, but you give it right back to him. 

And he loves it, but pretends that he doesn't. 

You pull your dress out of the closet and set it down to undress. You slip it on, giving yourself a look in the mirror, fixing it to make sure it shows your cleavage. 

You snap a picture, typing a text before hitting send, Maybe you'll have to get me alone tonight so you can lift the back of this up, yeah? 

You smirk at your screen, waiting for his text to pop up. You giggle as you read it, Was already on my mind, Princess. 

You sit down on your bed and look at the time. You had to be ready in two hours. You bite your lip, shrugging as you start to type, Are you able to call me? 

A few minutes later, your phone rings and you bring it to your ear as you answer, "Hey babe." 

"What's goin' on Princess." Rafe asks with a laugh and you sigh, "Since you said you need me, too, I can't stop thinking about you." 

"Ohh." Rafe sighs, "I see. I see. You want me to talk you through it, hmm?" You nod to yourself, "I do." 

"Mm. Well you're lucky I got some free time." 

You can hear Rafe getting up to shut his door and you smirk, dragging your dress up your thighs with your fingers. 

"What are you doing right now?" Rafe asks, "Besides thinking about me." 

You laugh slightly and smile, "I'm just pulling my dress up my legs." 

"The one that I'm going to be pulling up later myself, huh?" Rafe asks and you sigh as you press your fingers onto your clothed clit, "Uh huh." 

"Mm. That dress makes your boobs look incredible." You can hear the smirk in Rafe's voice and you giggle, "Thank you, baby." 

"Are you rubbing that clit f'me, baby?" Rafe asks and you breathe out, "Yes." You slip your fingers into your panties and go back to rubbing. 

"can't wait to fuckin' have you tonight." He groans, "You're going to look so good." 

You slide your fingers down and dip them into your soaked cunt, "I'm so wet." You whisper out, a small moan escaping your lips. 

"Fuck baby, you sound so sexy." Rafe groans quietly, "Goddamn." 

You arch your back against your bed and squeeze your eyes shut, "I miss you." 

"I miss you, too, baby." Rafe whispers, "Tell me what you're doing." He pauses, knowing you're still kind of shy to dirty talking, "You fingering that pussy?" 

"Y-yes." You whimper out, looking down at your fingers slipping in and out of you, "Need you." 

"You'll get me baby, I promise." There's a softer tone to his voice. Him being so vulnerable with you turns you on even more, "Fuck, I can't wait to feel it."

You grind your hips even more and gasp out, "R-Rafe." You whimper out, "S-so close." 

"Come on baby." He sighs, "Just think about how good I'm going to feel inside of that tight little pussy tonight." 

You moan in response and he chuckles, "There ya go, baby. Just think of me. No one fucks you like I do, yeah?" 

"Fuck." You gasp out, knowing that he's right. 

"Go on baby, say it." Rafe encourages and you pause as you think you hear the front screen door open and slam shut. 

You gasp, whispering quickly, "Gotta go." 

"Love you." Rafe says quickly and you smile, voice still low, "Love you." 

You pull your dress down and stand up, locking your phone before walking towards the door, "Hello?" 

"Oh it's just me, honey." Your mom yells and you sigh, "Thank god." You whisper, you lean out yelling back, "Okay." 

You walk back into your room and sit back down on the bed, texting Rafe, Sorry. I heard someone come in. Wasn't sure who it was, but it was just my mom. 

You sit up, moving over to start getting around for Sarah's party. 

As you're doing your makeup, your phone goes off and you lean over to grab it. You smile as you see Rafe's name, Its all good, princess. Sarah came in asking me to move stuff right after we hung up. 

You let out a sigh, Perfect timing then right? 

You set your phone down and continue to get ready. 

As you finishes getting around, you get a text from Kie, On my way. I'll let you know when I'm there. 

You nod to yourself, I'm ready to go.

You stand up and walk over to grab your shoes. Once they're on, you make your way outside to wait. 

As Kie pulls up, the boys lean out of the windows and yell at you. You laugh as you walk up to the passenger side of the car. Jj climbs into the back, giving you the seat. 

"Aww." You say getting in and looking back at JJ, "How sweet of you." 

He shrugs, "Ehh. Don't mention it." 

You laugh and look at Kie, "Ready?" She asks giving you a thumbs up. You give her a thumbs up, "Hell yeah!" 

You arrive to the party, parking next to the other cars. You get out, walking around and you look at the others as they gather, "So, what's the plan for if we get asked on why we're here?" 

Your eyes move to John B and he shrugs. You nod, "Well just say that Sarah invited  Kie and I and she said we can bring the others?" 

They all look at each other and then back to you, "Sounds good to me." John B says and you all follow him towards the house. 

You walk in, looking around for Rafe. You don't see him anywhere as you follow Kie. You make your way to the back and outside. 

You managed to get drinks and you're finally able to get a sip. 

"This place is packed." You say as you look around, a smirk instantly taking place on your lips as your eyes land on Rafe. 

His eyes were glued to you, picturing what's under neath that dress. 

"It's not bad out side." Kie says looking around and the boys walk up to you, chatting amongst themselves. 

Kie scoffs, "Ugh. Rafe alert." 

"And just how in the hell did the Pogue princess and her dwarves get an invite to my sister's party?" Rafe asks as he walks around to face the group. 

His yellow shirt fitting tight again his body and the backwards head has you unable to fathom any thought that isn't dirty right now. 

"Sarah invited Y/n and I." Kie speaks up and you blink, "Yeah, Rafe." You roll your eyes, "We're not awful people." 

"My sister is in fact losing it." Rafe shakes his head, "Just don't get the fuckin' cops called, alright." His eyes move over you once more as he turns and he walks away. 

You vowed with the group to never fall for a pogue, just like Rafe did with his other kook head friends. 

But literally just one look and you were weak in the knees for him.

"Just don't get the cops involved alright." JJ mocks Rafe as he walks away, "Fuck off, man." 

"Hey guys." Sarah says walking up to you, "I'm glad you're all here." You nod and look at John B and look back to Sarah, "Yeah thank you so much for inviting us." 

She nods, "Anytime." She looks at John B and you knew that look. They were planning on sneaking off somewhere.

You smirk and lean up against the railing, "So is everyone invited or what?" Pope asks Sara with a laugh. 

She rolls her eyes, "As soon as Rafe found out I was having a party, he was also having a party, so now we're sharing the space." 

"What an asshole." John B rolls his eyes and you look behind Sarah, eyes locking onto Rafe. You tried so hard not to smile, you had to bring your cup to your mouth and look away. 

You feel your phone vibrate and you know that's a queue to excuse yourself, "I'm going to go find the bathroom." 

"I'll come with you." Kie says walking towards you. 

You walk to the bathroom and you motion, "You can go first." She nods and goes in. You pull your phone from your small purse and pull your bottom lip between your teeth, Baby girl. You look so fucking good. 

You tap back, glancing up at the door every now and then, Me? Let's talk about you in that shirt and backwards hat. You know that does it for me. 

You lock your phone, hearing Kie rustle around in the bathroom. The door opens and you switch places with her. 

You look down and lean against the wall as you read Rafe's texts, I know what it does to you babe. Partly why I wore it. 

You roll your eyes and shake your head, Can't wait to get my hands on you. You toss your phone back into your bag and fix your hair before walking out. 

You make your way down to get another drink and out to the backyard to find the others. 

You look around, sipping from your cup and you can't help but smirk as you walk right by Rafe. His eyes trail on you the entire time you move past him. 

You guys like fun little cat fights you do to keep things lowkey. 

"Hey, wait a sec.." Rafe calls out and you stop, slowly turning around, "Are you talking to me?" You point to yourself and Rafe nods, "Yeah, Miss Pogue princess." 

He steps towards you, "I'm talking to you." 

You bite the inside of your lip to keep from smiling. You knew he hates pretending to be mean, but it was still fun for you. 

If you're gonna ask why in here, ask your sister, Rafe. I already told you." You roll your eyes and he shakes his head, "Nah, nah. Nothing like that. Listen." He walks up to you and he leans in, voice really low, "Look, I'll try to hide it better, but we both know that I'm madly in love with you." 

He leans back and smirks and you purse your lips, taking a step back as you flick him off and smile before turning away. 

You make your way back to the others and you look around, "Where's John B?" 

"Said he was going to get another drink." Pope shrugs, "But that was like almost ten minutes ago." 

Kie looks at you and you tilt your head, nodding slightly. You basically confirmed you were thinking the same thing. 

"What was that?" Pope motions between you and Kie, "That girl thing you just did?" 

"You're losin' it Pope." You laugh and shake your head, "Oh here they come." You motion to JJ and John B, "Pope was worried." 

They laugh and sit down next to him on the chairs. You look down at your empty cup, "I'm gonna go get a refill." 

As you walk away, you pull your phone out of your bag and block the sides with your hands, I'm thinking about you right now. 

You smirk, glancing up as you make your way into the house, I don't blame you. 

You tuck your phone back into your bag and walk over to the drink table. You pour a drink and take a minute to stand where there really isn't anyone around. 

Rate responds, Do you think you can make it to my room without anyone seeing you? 

Your heart skips with excitement, I'll make it happen. 

You put your phone into your purse and set your cup down. You carefully make your way towards the steps and said a few seconds before you head up. 

You've snuck info Rafe's house just about as many times as you have snuck into his, so you knew exactly where his room is. 

You look behind you as you grow closer to his room. You stop and open the door, biting your lip when he turns around to see you. 

You walk in, shutting the door with your back to it. He walks over to you, "How's my girl doin'? Hmm." His hands slide up your hands and neck to cup your cheeks, "My fuckin' beautiful girl." 

You smile and purse out your lips. He presses his to yours, smooching them a few times, "I missed you." He pulls you in and wraps his arms around you.

You wrap your arms around him and let out a sigh, "I'm glad we can manage to sneak away like pros." You laugh and Rafe nods, he looks down at you, "Did you get off earlier?" 

You shake your head, "Nope." 

He smiles, "I can help you with that." He winks and slides his hand down to yours, grabbing it and leading you over to his bed. 

His eyes scan down over the dress that's hugging your body and he shakes his head, "I wanna rip this thing off of you." 

"Later?" You bite your lip and he tilts his head, "Twice in one night, huh?" You bite your lip and nod, "Lucky you." 

You lay back and smile up at him and he pulls the fabric up over your thighs, "Show me what you were doing earlier, princess." 

You comply, even though you want him to be the one touching you. 

You spread your legs and pull your panties to the side, your fingers finding their way onto your clit like before. 

Rafe's eyes are glued to your fingers drawing circles on yourself, whimpering and moaning as you press harder. 

Rafe inserts a finger into your cunt, slowly curling it and your eyes roll back as you moan, "Rafe." 

"This what you wanted?" Rafe sits down next to you, dinner slowly sliding in and out of you, "Hmm? You want me to make you cum?" 

You nod quickly, "Fuck yes yes yes." 

He leans down, pressing his lips to yours and he sallows your moans, "as much as I wanna hear them pretty little sounds, you gotta be quiet, okay?" 

You nod, biting down on your lip as he inserts another finger. You gasp, looking down at his hand between your thighs, "Fuck." 

You clench around his fingers, grinding your hips down as you rub back and forth on your clit, "Fuck fuck fuck." 

You whimper quietly, bucking your hips as Rafe guides you through your high, "Good job, princess." He presses a kiss to your forehead and stands up, "Now roll over so I can push this dress up." 

You smirk and roll over into your elbows and knees.

You lean over slightly and look back at him. You watch as he undoes his belt to his pants. You wiggle your hips and he smirks, shaking his head, "You know.." Rafe starts out. 

You tilt your head, "What do I know?" 

He smirks, "You're pretty fucking sexy for a Pogue." 

You can feel your cheeks turning red and you nod, "You're pretty fucking sexy for a kook." You smirk and he walks up, sliding his hands up under the fabric of your dress. 

"You're not good for me." Rafe squeezes your hips and you push them back towards him. He presses his hips against you, his hard cock pressing into you, "But baby I cannot fucking help but want you." 

Your lips part as he pushes your dress up over your ass, exposing it to him. He gives both of your cheeks a squeezes before delivering a smack to each one. 

You win, biting down on your lip. You look back at him and he leans up over you, "You got that best pussy ever." 

You smile and gasp as you feel your underwear get slowly pulled down. His fingers brush against your soaked cunt and he bites down on his lip, "you're fuckin' dripping for me princess." 

You take an excited breath, "Like I said, I've been needing you." 

"I'm not gonna make you wait any longer, baby. Okay?" Rafe pushes his hands down and rubs his hands over your ass cheeks. 

You rest your head against the bed when you feel the head of his cock press against your cunt. A moan is ripped from your lips as he pushes into you. 

"Ahh, baby.." he groans out quietly, "Don't wanna get caught now do ya?" 

"N-no." You whimper out, pushing your hips back to meet each of his thrusts. "fuck fuck fuck." You reach back and Rafe grabs your wrist, pinning it to your lower back. 

"So fucking right." Rafe pants out, continuing to slam his cock into you. 

"Fu-Fuck.." you whine, squeezing his cock, "Rafe, baby. Shit. Shit." You moan and squeeze his cock one last time before you let go. 

Your hand goes to your mouth as you try to muffle the moans you have no control over. 

Rafe pushes your dress up, moving it out of the way before he pulls out, spilling his cum onto your back, "Goddamn." 

You sigh, "Uh huh." 

"Alright, baby. Don't move for me, okay?" Rafe says and you nod, watching as he goes and gets you something to wipe you off with.

He comes back and gets behind you again, "So I was thinking." 

"Uh oh." You tease, "What were you thinkin' about?" 

He stands up to get dressed and you roll over onto your side to look at him.

Rafe looks down at you, "Run away with me."

You blink a few times and shake your head, "What did you just say?" 

Rafe laughs, reaching down to caress your cheek, "You heard me." You tilt your head into is hand, actually considering that it would be nice to spend at least one day together without getting any interruptions. 

"No." You shake your head, "We can't do that." 

Rafe shrugs, "Why not?" 

You stare at him as you try and come up with an answer, but you can't think of anything, "Fuck." 

Rafe walks up to you, "See." He chuckles, "Just imagine one week, some place where it's just you and I." 

You chew on your lip, thinking for a second, "Rafe, I gotta tell you something." You lay your hands on his chest, "I can't leave." 

He presses a kiss to your lips and Whines, "You won't regret this." 

You smile slightly but quickly frown, "I need to be here for my mom. They're talking divorce and I just need to be here incase he just decides to leave." 

"Oh baby." Rafe grabs your head and presses his lips to your forehead, "I'm sorry." You let out a sigh, "It's okay. You didn't do anything." 

"No I know, but if I had known, I wouldn't have been there more for you." He runs his hands through your hair and sighs, "Are you.. I mean not alright but.." 

You nod, smiling slightly, "Just you nonstop talking to me helps." 

"I can come over later and you can just talk? Yeah?" He looks at you and you nod, trying not to cry, "Please?" Your voice is low and it makes him frown, "Of course, baby. anything you need." 

He presses a kiss to your lips and you smile, "Then maybe once everything is settled we do that little thing you were talking about." You wink and he just smirks as he watches as you walk over to the door. 

As you open it to go out, you ear JJ and Pope coming up the steps. You step back in and push the door shut, "Shit." 

You look at Rafe and he gives you a confused look, "What's going on?" 

"Pope and JJ, I think they're looking for me." You cover your mouth to conceal your laughter and Rafe puts his shirt back on, "Closet." 

You look from Rafe to the open closet and sigh, "Okay." You walk over and step in, leaning forward to close the door. 

You listen and hear knocking on Rafe's door. He walks over and opens it, "Man you guys are actually searching to get your asses kicked tonight, aren't ya?" 

You smirk slightly and you hear JJ ask, "Where's y/n?" 

"Why the fuck would I know where y/n is?" Rafe shoots back and JJ, being JJ, "Because if she were to go missing you're the first person I'd look into." 

"Well, she's not up here. So good luck with that case, Detective Douchebag." Rafe says and you cover your mouth, trying not to laugh. 

Detective Douchebag. Good one. 

"She's probably just outside somewhere." Pope says urging JJ to leave. 

"Yeah, outside. Where you should be instead of bothering me." Rafe says, "Oh. And when you find her, tell I said she looks hot for a Pogue." 

"What the fuck did you just say?" JJ says and you can hear Pope calming him down, "Relax. He's just doing it on purpose. Come on." 

Rafe closes the door and you emerge from the closet, "Did you really have to add the last part?" 

He laughs, "I mean.. you are hot." He winks, and you know I have to fuck with them. I hate them, not you." 

You roll your eyes and walk over to him, "I don't hate you either." You lean up and press your lips to his, "See ya later?" 

His hands move to your waist and he tilts his head, "Um, that's a dumb ass question." 

You laugh, "I was just double checking." 

"I know." He smirks and kisses your cheek, "Let me check is the coast is clear." He peaks his head out and waves for you to come out. 

You peck his lips and smile, "I love you." 

He smiles, pinching your chin gently, "I love you." 

You quickly make your way down the steps and half way down you realize you don't have your panties on. 

You ignore it and make your way back to the drink table to get a new one. You pull your phone out, quickly texting Rafe, Do you happen to know where my panties are? 

You put your phone back in your purse and you make your way through the crowded house to find your friends, "Hey." 

"Where have you been?" Kie asks and you motion, "Oh I got sidetracked by-" you stop talking when you see Rafe walk out and you sigh, "I'm actually not feeling well. I think I'm going to walk home." 

"I can drive you?" She steps towards you and you shake your head, "No it's fine." 

"Are you sure? What's going on?" She leans in, "Are you okay?" 

You nod, "Yeah, yeah. I just have a lot going on right now." You swore you'd never use it at an excuse, but you really didn't want them mad at you for seeing Rafe, "My mom and dad got into it again today about divorcing and just tensions are high.." 

she nods, "Yeah, no. I completely understand." She lays a hand on your shoulder, "Call me if you need anything." 

You nod, "I will. Thank you." 

She smiles and your turn, walking down off the deck. You can hear Kie start to explain what you told her but their voices fade the further away you get. 

You get your phone out of your bag and smile when you see Rafe's text, Yeah, I do actually. 

You type the screen, Can I know where they are please?, resting your phone down as you continue to walk. your phone buzzes in your hand and you bring it up. 

My left pants pocket. 

A tingle courses through your body and you tilt your head, Not gonna lie. That's hot as fuck. 

You bite your lip as you look back towards the house. You look down at your phone, I'm actually walking home right now, so if you wanna meet me there? 

You hit send and keep walking. 

It hits you that since he knows about your parents along with your friends, they'll all try to come at once time and you really don't want to see that. 

you stop, going to text Rafe but a car pulls up beside you, coming to a stop. You look over and see Rafe as the window goes down. 

You quickly get in and look at him, "What are you doing?" 

He shrugs, "I don't need you walking home looking like that." He nods toward your body and you smirk, "So sweet of you." 

You sigh, "Actually. I can't go home." 

He starts to drive and gives you a confused look, "Why?" You laugh slightly, "Because my dumb ass told Kie that was my leaving for leaving, so they're probably going or, if not already on their way to my house now."

"And you don't want them knowing about us, hmm?" He lays a hand on your thigh, "I get it, baby." He glances at you, "Where do you want to go?" 

You laugh, "Anywhere that I can come up an excuse for tomorrow." 

Rafe gives your thigh a squeeze, "I know just the place." He bites his bottom lip and looks at you and you nod, "Let's go." 

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lipgloss [rafe cameron]

now playing: i was never there - the weeknd

tags: f!reader, pogue!reader, drug use (weed & coke), oral fixation, reader has tattoos, they’re just making out nothing crazy

it wasn’t uncommon for kooks to show up to the cut, especially for a party like this. it was uncommon, though, for rafe cameron to eye you like that all night. rafe had shamelessly stared you up and down while you were dancing, watched you apply your lipgloss in a hand mirror, walked over with an arrogant grin when you sat alone around the bonfire.

you sunk down on the lawn chair, sipping on a cold beer and scrolling on your phone.

“sup?” rafe sat on the tree stump next to you, his beer spilling on your legs. you wiped it off and faced the other way.

“not in the mood, rafe.” any conversation you ever had with him always ended in screaming or someone getting punched. you really wished you could last a party with out any of that.

“say, you-” you cut rafe off by getting up to leave, only hearing him mutter ‘bitch’ as he watched you go. you knew he was going to run after you.

you went into the house and got another beer from the fridge, cracking it open on your way to the backyard. the music was still loud, but not too crazy, so you sat on the porch steps and took a tin box out of your bag.

“thank you, jj.” you muttered, lighting up the front of the rolled cigarette. the heavy, bitter taste filled your mouth as you inhaled, and clouded the air when you exhaled.

you were starting to relax, your head feeling heavy as you let it fall back, only for a loud crack to startle you.

“my bad…” someone muttered, emerging from the dark side porch. you watched a foot swipe broken glass under a chair, before they walked towards you.

“your curfew’s not over yet?” you watched rafe stumble before finally taking the seat next to you. rafe’s eyes were bloodshot, his pupils blown like big, obsidian marbles.

“what’s that?” he ignored your sarcasm, index finger poking the side of your ankle. he wrapped his fingers around the dainty, gold anklet, pulling it up so he could see the ink on your skin. “save the turtles.” he chuckled at his own joke.

“it’s just a turtle.”

“what, you use metal straws and everything?” he kept chuckling and a smile threatened to escape your lips as you took another hit from the joint.

rafe stared, intrigued, at the glossy remnants on the cigarette’s end, and back at your own lips, the same glossy substance spread on them.

you assumed he was looking at the joint, so you offered it to him. he gladly accepted, fingers shaking slightly as they crossed with yours. you leaned back, elbows resting on the top step and sighed. your eyes shot up at rafe’s dark ones when he tugged on your waistband.

“p4l?” you both looked down at the small letters by your hip. you didn’t shake his hand off.

“pogues for life.” you chuckled when he groaned.

“what other tattoos do you have?” he passed the cigarette to you, leaving it between your lips, coating his fingers with your lipgloss.

you shook the arm of your flannel off, showing him the small tattoos on your arm with little explanation.

“and…”

“and?” he looked curious. you turned your body to face him and brought your pinky fingers to your bottom lip. grinning, you pulled it down to show off skinny ink lines, healed into the pink skin. rafe leaned closer but you were quick to pull away.

“wait, what does it say?” he cupped your jaw, making you face him again. you just shrugged, flashing him a smile as his grip on your jaw tightened, two of his fingers pressing on your neck.

he brought his other hand up, thumb pulling your pouted lip down, lipgloss smearing on your chin.

“why not?” he read out the words. your eyes were glossed over, inviting him. you opened your mouth slightly, his thumb pushing against your tongue now.

he pulled away with a grin, shaking his head side to side. rafe searched in his polo shirt’s pocket, fishing out a small, white baggie and a hundred note.

you looked at the way his hands worked silently. he used a key to take some of the white powder out, his eyes shooting around for a surface. you rubbed your thigh against his, a gasp coming from your mouth when his fingers wrapped around it. his stupidly big, gold ring was cold against your skin as he sprinkled the white powder in a clean, straight line. his other hand rubbed circles on your calf as he snorted the line through the money bill.

rafe looked up at you, sniffing, before coming down, lips hovering over your thigh. he kissed the remnants of the white powder away before finally sitting up.

“you’ve got something…” he muttered, thumb brushing your chin, cleaning up the gloss he messed up earlier. rafe leaned closer, lips hovering over yours before catching your bottom one between his teeth.

you were the one who finally kissed him, painstakingly slow. his hand snaked to the back of your head, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.

your lips were sticky against his, the strawberry taste overpowering the bitter one that alcohol left on your tongue. rafe sucked on your bottom lip, teeth barely grazing against it as he pulled apart. he admired his creation, sticky pink lipgloss all over your chin and kiss-bitten, swollen lips.

he kissed you again, groaning against you when you dragged his bottom lip with your teeth. it was so addicting, the way your fingers played in his hair, how you placed your legs over his lap to shift closer.

“you’ve got something.” you repeated his words from before, teasingly, and tugged on his bottom lip with your thumb.

“seems like you made a mess.” he mumbled, kissing the tip of your thumb before circling his tongue around it.

“seems like it.” and just like that, you were off him, getting up the stairs to leave. you knew you were leaving him frustrated and an annoying boner to deal with.

his fingers fell on his mouth, still tainted with the taste of your lipgloss. you waved goodbye over your shoulder before he could protest, and walked back inside the house. you knew he would run after you again.

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron Ghostface! x Reader PART 3

Warnings: language, rafey being a bit of a perv

:)

Scream For Me Masterlist

You were sitting with anticipation all through the next day, staying in public places to avoid interacting with him.

He hadn't tried to contact you but God knows Rafe was itching to talk to you.

You were currently at the golf course with your family, the North Carolina sun was burning your skin. Because of the heat, you had decided on wearing a cropped white polo shirt and a blue mini skirt.

You weren’t ever a huge fan of golf, opting for sitting in the golf cart reading or scrolling on your phone.

Rafe Cameron was watching you from hole 5. He was spending the day with Kelce and Topper but the moment he’d seen you from across the green, his attention wasn’t on his friends.

It was on you wearing that Godforsaken miniskirt. His eyes were narrowed in on your legs, crossed over each other, how the tops of your things were just barely covered by the hem of that skirt.

“Yo, Rafe!” His eyes snapped to Topper.

“What?”

Top glanced at Kelce, snorting out a laugh.

“You’re up, man.” Rafe glanced over at you again, nearly choking on air as he sees you bending over to pick up your book. He tears his gaze away, focusing instead on hitting the ball into the hole.

After 30 more excruciating minutes with his idiot friends, they were finally finished. Now, the three were getting drinks at the bar and Top and Kelce were laughing about who knows what.

Rafe’s focus was once again on you.

You and your family were now eating dinner, Rafe had noticed that you’d ordered a club sandwich with fries, but you hadn’t touched any of it.

He smirked as he watched you tap your phone for the hundredth time. He knew you were waiting for him to text you.

Well, not him.

His alter ego.

Rafe took the bait.

Did you miss me, sweetheart?

Your heart jumped as the unknown number flashed on your screen. You grabbed your phone off of the table, not wanting your parents to see.

Staring wide-eyed at the text, you contemplated what to say.

This guy, (were they even a guy??), is a serial killer! You should not be smiling at your phone at the nickname he has given you. Glancing up at your parents, who were now in a full blown conversation with other patrons of the Country Club, you decided to excuse yourself from the table.

As you walked outside, you debated what to do. You could reply, going against all the morals you’d come to create, or you could leave him on read, waiting for his flood of texts until you ultimately caved and responded.

You stared at the thread of texts on your phone, completely unaware of the person walking up behind you.

“You shouldn’t be out here on your own with a killer on the loose.” You practically jumped out of your skin, shutting off your phone before turning around and slamming right into Rafe Cameron’s chest.

You didn’t notice the ghost of a smile or his hands on your arms as you caught your breath.

“Didn’t mean to scare you…” he trailed off, forcing himself to not call you “sweetheart”.

Finally, you noticed how he was touching you, looking up at him with wide-eyes. You had barely spoken more than a few words to him before but the way he was looking at you was like you had known each other forever.

“Not the best idea to sneak up on a girl while there’s a killer on the loose, Rafe.”

Oh Jesus Christ, his eyes almost roll at the way you whisper his name. He takes you in fully, the smell of your perfume and your shampoo, your shirt, and that fucking blue skirt that he’s trying to keep his eyes off.

Rafe lets his arms drop, trailing his fingers down your forearms as he does so. He doesn’t miss the goosebumps he leaves.

No. The loss of warmth makes you crave his touch again.

“You were the one who came out here alone, Y/N.” He bites back.

Your eyes narrow and your arms cross over your chest.

The struggle to keep eye-contact was eating him alive.

“What if the killer was out here, just waiting for a pretty girl like you…” His head dips low and you smell the whiskey and mint on his breath. “…to come out here all alone so he could kill you?” He pouts. “You should be thanking me that I came out here when I did, hon.”

Your heart races at his words, him calling you “hon”, the way his touch left you reeling and wanting more.

“Why were you following me, Rafe?” He grins and then holds up the keys to his Range Rover.

“Not following you, princess. Just leaving.” He steps back, finally allowing himself to check you out, his eyes shamelessly roaming your body. Your arms cross further over your chest, unknowingly making yourself look even hotter.

Rafe turns to walk away, the keys dangling from his fingertips.

“Wanna ride?” You turn your head to the window of the country club, watching as your parents chat away with their friends. “I’m not gonna wait all day.” Your eyes roll as you jog to catch up with him, shooting your parents a text that you didn’t feel well and that you Ubered home.

As you near the Range Rover, Rafe opens the passenger side door for you, smirking as you get in the car.

“Thanks.” You mutter out.

“Sure.” He shuts the door after you before walking around to the driver side, muttering under his breath, “Falling right into my trap, sweetheart.”

yall, the way I have this planning to go… you simply aren’t ready.

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[leilaxwhite]

Only his || Rafe Cameron

𝙨𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨: Rafe can’t handle all the attention you get at the party so he takes matters into his own hands.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 18+ MDNI unprotected sex oral fingering degration (maybe if you squint) mentions of tying reader up face fucking daddy kink spit kink jealous!rafe swearing hair pulling I think that’s all

𝙖/𝙣: this is the first smut I’ve ever wrote so please please bare with me 😭 I’m still trying to learn this is kind of out of my comfort zone but I felt like it was time to finally step out of it! This is also a little long because I got carried away once I got the hang of writing this lmao but I hope you enjoy this filth i just wrote 😭

The party was at full booming, people everywhere filling every corner. Every where you look you see people drinking and partying, having the time of their life. Rafe Cameron the host of this whole party sitting on a sofa keeping a close eye on his girl Y/n. With the image he is seeing he doesn’t seem pleased to the public eye but deep down he knows your doing this to rile him up for the later night when everyone leaves.

You were currently surrounded by random tourons you don’t even remember the names of, nor do you care that much to remember. Hammered out of your mind you knew what you were doing, every once and a while you would look over to see your jealous boyfriend, man spreading on the living room couch. You were playing a little game with him, looking over at him you saw the lust in his eyes and the boner he was carrying in his pants.

Rafe decided that he’s had enough, you’ve had your fun now it was his turn. Yelling at everyone to leave soon as they were gone he was dragging you up to his room, you couldn’t help but giggle as he was man handling you to the room, only leaving you deeper into punishment. “You think it’s fucking funny do you? Think it’s so clever to flirt with random men in front of your own boyfriend?” Rafe said through gritted teeth as he threw you on the bed “Well baby, then your in for a fun and long night.” He was fuming with jealousy and you loved it.

You knew you were in trouble once he slammed the door and immediately started stripping, “Rafe I don’t know what your talking about, I was just making new friends.” You were trying not to mewl as you see his large cock spring out of his boxers once they were removed. “I don’t want to hear your little innocent pleads knees. Now.” God he’s so hot when he’s demanding you though as you simply complied and got on your knees facing him. “Now I want you to suck daddies cock like it’s the only cock you can take, because we both know baby I’ve ruined you for everyone else.” Slowly stocking up to you leaving you desperate to feel him in your mouth.

“Now your going to be a good girl and suck daddies cock aren’t you?” He’s showing no mercy anymore, your plan worked. “Yes daddy.” Pleaded in your eyes how much you really want him. Without another word he’s stuffing your face with his cock, not letting you adjust or anything. He immediately starts fucking your face with a brutal pace. “Good fucking girl, I’m the only man that can make you feel this good aren’t I?” Rafe doesn’t want you to answer the gagging on his cock is enough of a response for him.

He soon gets tired of your mouth yanking his dick out of your mouth with a pop, removing the rest of his clothing he demands your to strip still being fully clothed. You quickly rid of the dress Rafe wanted you to wear before the party. Once the dress is removed is when Rafe relised you were playing a game once he saw your bare core. “Naughty naughty girl, thinking you can get away with not wearing any panties? Huh?” All you could do is whimper as you feel his fingers trail up your thighs to your leaking core.

Once he finally meets with your heat he teasingly rubs slow circles on your clit providing the right amount of pressure to make you whine. “You’re mine, when is it gonna get through your tiny little brain that I’m the only person that can make you whimper and whine like this? Huh?” You feel you haven’t responded in so long your afraid your voice will come out weak and small, but you try to comply anyways “yes daddy only you can make me feel this way!” You are a whimpering mess at this point and he hasn’t even stuck his fingers in you.

You know your going to get edged for the longest time so you brace yourself for a long night ahead. That response was all he needed to plunge his fingers knuckle deep into your dripping pussy. “That feel good huh?” He’s basically growling at this point. Once you were close to coming, clenching his quickly pulled his fingers out and chuckled. “That’ll teach you not to flirt with other men thinking you’ll get away with it love, now I’m gonna keep doing that until I think you are good enough to cum.” You’re whining at his statement knowing organism denial is something he doesn’t do often with that being said he means every single word he said.

And with that he lived up to his word, edging you more than 4 times with his fingers and mouth before you can’t handle it anymore begging him to cum, you can feel the band in your core slowly snap begging him to cum before it actually does and you get punished more. “You can cum” he simply says throwing you over the edge a screaming mess. As you’re catching your breath you feel him pushing his tip against your core. “No! Too sensitive!” You plead and beg but he doesn’t listen, “sit still and stop moving before I get the ropes and tie your dirty ass up.” His words always having something on you, you simply sit still and keep quiet until told otherwise.

About minutes of teasing your clit with his tip he’s finally pushing into you at an annoyingly slow pace, making you feel every inch of him slide into you. Once he’s finally balls deep in your tight core he gives you seconds of adjustment before slamming his cock into you. “Gonna fuck you so hard you don’t even remember you name let alone those dirty tourons you were flirting with.” With many more hard and fast thrusts your close to cumming for a second time that night, holding it you start begging him to come. “Daddies close wait just a little so I can fuck my babies into you.” You don’t know how much longer you can hold on before your cumming, slightly after your cumming so is Rafe.

He soon became soft again gently pulling out of you lathering your body in loving kisses, like he wasn’t just fucking your brains out. “Are you okay baby?” All you could do was nod feeling like you screaming has made your voice small and cracky. Rafe soon leaves to the connected bathroom in his room to grab a damp washcloth to wipe you off and get you cleaned. When he came back you were out cold, cuddling up with his pillows core still on display making it easy to clean you up.

“I love you y/n, you’re always mine no one else can have you.” He’s loving expressing to you, yet his words still have a hold on you. After he cleans you up he soon returns from the bathroom in a pair of boxers, putting a shirt on you because you always complain of being cold. Cuddling up next to you with a protective arm around you he falls asleep knowing he’s got you and your only his.

Woah- that was my first smut… Anyways hope you enjoyed because I definitely did writing it!

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[taylormarieee]

Guysss… it’s all over the screen, I just came….

[cxsmiclore]

still accepting requests for obx!!

i’m loving the requests im getting so far and i can’t wait to get them done.

send requests here : rules here!

[l0velysmut]

family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

[shellxrls]

asking rafe if he still likes you while he's literally inside you..

he’s buried straight to the hilt, softer thrusts eliciting the gentle patter of skin-against-skin whilst you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck and breath in his scent — one that’s so uniquely him, clean but so rich that it borders on being overpowering.

he takes notice of your clenched brows against him, the creases in your skin rubbing against his warmed neck every time he sheathes himself inside of you, but he pays them no mind — distracted by the feeling of your sopping cunt swallowing him in almost deeper with every movement.

consequently, he’s much quieter than usual, although not one with a penchant to be noisy, he would usually reassure you throughout the entire experience, coddle you regardless of the big bad rafe pretence he held in front of others.

you sniffle, mewling lightly into his skin as you huff out a few short pants, “rafe.”

“‘mmh,” he breathes out against your head, warmth brushing over your hairline.

“do you still like me?” you murmur, smushing your lips against his skin to muffle your question, the action causing your nose to tingle when you feel the vibrations reverberate from his skin onto yours.

“do i still like you?” he mimics, brows raised in slight exasperation before he registers your complete and utter seriousness and drops the sass, “baby — i’m- i’m quite literally inside of you right now, ofcourse, of course i still like you. godamn.”

[prettybabyyyy]

rafes love language is gift giving you cannot tell me otherwise

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: not a request - “Pink ribbon trend with Rafe and he hates it but he’ll do anything to see you smile”

Warnings: mild swearing, slight sexual innuendos, flirting, cute fluff

I seen this TikTok and got inspired 😍

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You walked back to Rafe’s office and peaked your head into the open door.

He looks up and his eyes meet yours, “oh hey pretty girl.” He smiles and move your full body into the door frame.

You’ve been dating for almost a year, but you never fail to take his breath away in those short jean shorts and one of his t shirts that you tied in the front.

“Hi Rafe.” You smile and he furrows his brows, “What are you up to? Hmm.”

You walk over to him, leaning down on his desk, “Can you do somethin’ for me?” He spins his chair towards you, arms rests on both arm rests, “What’d ya do now?”

You laughs, shaking your head, “I’ve been a good girl, I didn’t do anything.”

Calling yourself good girl makes him weak. He purses his lips, failing to hide his smirk, “Mm, you have?”

You nod, “Yes Rafe, now come with me.” You hold your hand out and his eyes move from yours to your open hand before he sighs and leans forward, taking your hand in his.

He follows you to where ever you’re taking him, “Where are we going?”

You look back at him, stopping at the bedroom you share most nights, “In here.” He glances into the room and back to you, “ooh baby.”

He steps forward and lays his hands on your waist, “Why didn’t you just say so?” He bites down on his lip and his smile quickly fades when you say, “No..I didn’t bring you here for that.”

You look up at him and smirk, “But if what I want you to do for me, works…” his eyes meet yours and he rolls his eyes with a sigh, “What do I have to do?”

“Okay.” You walk him over to the dresser that has your phone propped up on top of it, waiting for you to press record, “Now just hear me out please.”

Rage knows that whenever you say that, you have some sort of slightly insane idea brewing in your head.

He nods and you walk over to the bed, grabbing a piece of long, pink ribbon, “Do you have a tank top under that?”

Rafe gives you a nod, “Uh huh.”

“Take it off but leave the other shirt on.” You stand there patiently has you watch him undo the buttons on his button up. He reaches up, pulling the shirt off of his shoulders before shrugs the fabric off.

You walk over and put the end piece on his chest, “Hold, please.” You look up at him and he shakes his head as he replaces your finger on the ribbon, with his, “What the fuck is this ribbon billshit?”

You laugh as you you walk around him, making sure the ribbon is nice and flat against his body, “Just.. hold on. Please.”

He nods and looks over at you as you walk around his other arm. You bit your lip as your eyes moved along the ribbon that’s slightly pressing into the skin of his biceps.

Rafe watches you check him out as your fingers slowly work to tie a bow on his chest.

“Ya like what you see or something?” He asks startling you out of your stare and you look up at him, smirking as you sheug, “and what if I just so happened to?”

All he does is smirk down at you, “You and I both know what happens when you start staring at me like that.”

You smirk, tilting your head as you make sure the bow on his chest is perfect, “Okay, now I’m going to play a sound and at a certain time I want you to kinda flex your biceps.” You demonstrate, “Kind of push your arms out a little to make the ribbon snap?”

Rafe looks down as he moves his arms slightly and you just stand there’s admiring just how pretty he is.

He’s always wondering how or why he ends up in certain situations, but the answer is always because of you and he would do anything for you. Especially anything that involves seeing you smile, he loved you smile.

You bite your lip, “Uh huh. Just like that.” You nod and Rafe looks at you. You smile and he instantly smiles back, “You know.. you’re really into some interesting shit, baby.”

You laugh, “I never hear you complaining, though.” You smirk as you walk over to your phone.

Rafe shrugs, “I mean, I’d do anything for you. As long as it makes you happy, like stand here with fuckin’ pink ribbon tied around my arms, just so I can see you smile.”

You smile at him and his softer side peaking out, eyes moving over the ribbon. You tilt your head, a smile growing on your face, “You look insanely fucking hot like this, babe.”

You can tell that that he loves when you complimented him, loves it more when it was during sex.

“Okay.” You shake your head, getting back on track, “Move over here.” Your fingers pushed into his skin gently and it left him wanting more.

Rafe groans, “You’re so lucky I love you because this is fucking ridiculous.”

“If this goes how I imagine, we’ll be in that bed within a few minutes.” You smirk and hit the timer button, moving out of the way so Rafe can do it.

You watch as his eyes stay on you the whole time, watching your reaction from him just smiling and shaking his head at you, to when the ribbon snapped with very little movement from him.

There was just something about it that was so irresistibly sexy.

“Happy now.” He asks in an annoyed tone, but you knew just how to fix it, “I’d be even more happy if you fucked me now.”

Within second, Rafe had you pinned to the mattress of the bed, “Let’s fix that.”

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Hope you liked, sorry it was a bit longer than my other ones. Thanks for reading! Ilysm! 🖤

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[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Scream For Me Rafe Cameron Ghostface x Reader PART 4

Warnings: Language, Rafe being a perv, sexual innuendos

Rafe texts in Blue, Ghostface texts in Red.

Scream For Me Masterlist

You probably shouldn't be getting into a car with a boy you hadn't spoken to in weeks, if at all. Especially with the serial killer running rampant around town.

Could Rafe be the OBX killer?

Your eyes snapped to him, in the driver's seat, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window edge. You had half expected him to start playing rap music the second you got in the car, but Rafe and you were sitting in silence.

"Y/N?"

He was talking to you.

"Wh-what? Sorry, I was-"

"It looked like you were checking me out." He chuckled, side-eyeing you.

Shit.

Suddenly you were stammering over your words.

"N-n-no. I was just thinking." He nods to himself.

"M'kay." His head turns forward again. "I asked for your address."

Rafe, of course, already knew how to get to your house, but in order to keep the suspicions down, he needed to ask. As far as you knew, Rafe had never been near your home, let alone been inside it.

"Oh, um. Just take the next right." He does.

Was Rafe always this attractive?

Fuck.

Now you were checking him out.

Look away. Look away. Look away before he notices.

But damn. His jawline and...

"You're doing it again, baby." Your nose scrunches.

"Ew, don't call me that." You turn away from him. "Next left, please." He looks over at you again, legs crossed away from him. He's so close to you he could just reach over and touch the hem of your skirt-

What in the world were you doing to him?

His hand tightens on the steering wheel as you pull the hem down.

"It's the third house after this right."

"So, are you a golfer?"

A question that Rafe already knew the answer to, but again, he needed to keep the suspicion down.

His hand squeezes the steering wheel again at your giggle.

"No, I hate golfing. I was just out with my family. They don't love me being home alone right now because of the killer."

His lips twitch into a smile.

"But it's alright for a guy you barely know to take you home... to an empty house?"

"I mean, they know who you are it's not like you're just a random guy I met on the street. I go to school with you and your family name is all over the OBX."

"Alright, babe."

He's parked in your driveway.

"I told you not to call me that."

Your heart flutters at the smile he gives you.

"Nope. You said I couldn't call you baby. I dropped the 'y'."

You roll your eyes and turn to open the door, hiding the blush from him.

But the door is locked.

Your heart drops.

As you jiggle the door handle, ready to yell at him, he's on the other side of the door, opening it for you. Unfortunately, when the door opens, you go with it, falling out of the car and into his arms.

"Shit, babe. You ok?" At the current angle, your face is right in line with his crotch. You snap your head to his face, the situation becoming increasingly intimate.

A whole slew of vulgar words run through Rafe's mind at your position below him.

On your knees in front of him, your hands wrapped around his arms.

He'd be taking a cold shower tonight.

You scramble up to your feet, brushing off your skirt. When you look up, Rafe is looking down at where your hands are currently holding up your skirt.

You drop it immediately and his eyes snap to yours, another smirk on his handsome face.

Shit. He really was handsome.

"Uhhhhh, thank you. For bringing me home." You push past him, walking to your front door.

His hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you back to him.

"Wait." His tongue darts out to wet his lips. "What sort of gentleman would I be if I didn't walk you to your door?" You look away from him.

What was going on?

Rafe flirted with nearly every single girl in your grade. You had watched it happen. He'd sweet-talk them, fuck them, and then move on like it never even happened.

He had never done it with you.

You knew you should resist his charm, send him on his way without a second glance. But how could you when he was looking at you like that?

He gently pulled your arm, leading you to your own door. He then watched as you fumbled with your keys, and then fumbled to put the key in the lock. He was grinning when you finally stepped inside and turned around to him.

"Thanks, again. I uh- I can Venmo you if you want or..."

"Don't worry about it. I'm always down to give a pretty girl a ride." You stared at him, the double meaning causing you to gape at him in shock.

"You ok in there?" His finger pokes your forehead and you slap it away.

"Stop that." Your eyes narrow into a glare. "You may go, Rafe." His eyebrow raises.

"Can I get your number first?" His hand is on the top of your door frame and you blush at the way he's looking down at you.

"Why do you want my number?" He pulls his phone out of his pocket.

"Why wouldn't I?" You stare at his fingers typing on the screen before he holds it out to you.

Against your better judgment, you take the phone out of his hands and type your number in.

"See you later.” he smiles at you, another one that gives you butterflies and turns to walk back to his car.

You shut the door, lock it and turn around.

"What the fuck?"

Your phone buzzed.

Have a good night......... babe. ;)

You don't reply.

Rafe, back in his car, smiles down at his phone.

Time for the real fun.

As you walk up the stairs, your phone buzzes again.

You look very pretty right now, sweetheart.

I cannot. im so excited for this.

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obx porn links vol. 2 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

nav. // main m.list // blurbs m.list // vol. 1 + vol. 3

— JJ MAYBANK

reverse cowgirl with jj outside

jj sucking and admiring your tits

dom!jj spanking you

giving boyfriend!jj a blowjob

doggystyle with best friend!jj

jj showing you how strong he is

riding roommate!jj in your room

jj fucking you while you’re wearing his shirt

helping jj relax after a long day

enemy!jj fucking you at a party

jj fucking you hard from behind

— RAFE CAMERON

missionary with boyfriend!rafe

ghostface!rafe sneaking into your room and fucking you

dom!rafe punishing you

rafe eating you out after a stressful day

morning sex with rafe

enemy!rafe fingering and choking you

shower sex with rafe

rafe fucking you on his yacht

study sessions with best friend!rafe

rafe admiring your body

riding rafe in his truck

neighbour!rafe fucking you in his bed

[rafeysdoll]

Bsf Rafe convincing reader that it’s normal to hump on him through his pants cus his just helping out a friend!! Plus y’all are wearing clothes

wanna state since i know im gonna receive hate lol— that reader does know what sex/sexual things are!! hence why she’s also able to tell rafe she’s horny in the first place. i’m not writing a reader that doesn’t know what sexual things are, she clearly does lol

“w-we’re fine, okay? fine. almost all close friends do this. ‘ts completely normal,” rafe nudges, squeezing your bum lightly as you continue dragging yourself back and forth. tiny gasps and whimpers echoing through the room. “it’s not like we’re having sex, you still got your panties on.” your best friend states rather obviously, tugging on the straps of your lacy, sticky underwear.

“promise.. promise nothing’s gonna change?” you mewl, dry humping his bulge, hands placed on rafe’s chest for support. “i promise, just wanna help you.. said you were horny right? it’s uh… a good thing you came to me. other guys would just — just be ruthless on you, y’know? use you and shit.”

you hum, still rubbing your clothed cunt against him, the roughness of his pants making you flustered and barely able to grasp any real attention for what he's talking about. “feels good, rafey.”

“yea, i know, can go faster than that though baby come on.” he urges, placing his hands on your waist and helping you move at a faster speed, groaning at the friction.

he had half a mind to just rip you both out of your clothes and pound you into your bed, tell you he couldn't help himself as ruts inside your hole.

but he clenches his fist and holds back. what a gentleman.

“yeah there you go, feels even better now dont it?” “so, soo much better.. you- you always know what's best, rafey." you mewl, letting out the prettiest noises as you keep on your movements, rafe’s cock jumping underneath the fabric.

“why.. why dont you come and give me a kiss? for thanks?” he questions, puckering his lips slightly. when you freeze just a bit, rafe catches on and helps you rub against him again, quickly sending you back into your haze.

“o..okay,” you whisper, leaning forward to give a him a wet kiss, somehow even more nervous at your locked lips than how you were humping him like you would a pillow.

but it was so sweet, his surprisingly soft lips against your glittery ones.

who could blame you for letting this happen a few more times? you were best friends, after all — you did everything together.