#rafer cameron

[rafesfuckdoll]

Come Over Please

summary: would you cheat on your boyfriend for your best friend? we'll see..

warnings: p in v, fingering, oral sex (reader receving), cheating, daddy calling. that's it i think....

word count: 1.2k

Rafe has been calling you continuously, but you have been rejecting his calls due to being busy. "Pick up the phone y/n" he mumbles to himself. After his third attempt, you finally answer and hear heavy breathing on the other end of the line. You were currently hanging out with your boyfriend Tristan "What's up Drew? I'm with Tristan" You said into your phone.

The sound of heavy breathing intensifies as Rafe hears your voice and realises you're with someone else. His heart drops, but his desire for you only grows stronger. "Fuck sorry.. I thought you were alone." He replies almost mumbling, making you get worried. No matter the circumstances, your best friend Rafe was always the most important person to you, even if you had a boyfriend. "Why? What's going on?" You ask curiously, noticing his heavy breathing. He struggles to compose himself. trying to push his desires to the side as he lies to you. "I've had quite the day and I thought we could have a little catch-up," Rafe stated, taking a deep breath to quiet his racing heart and hormones. "I'll be right there." You say before ending the call abruptly. You were going home anyway, so why not make a short visit to Rafe's house along the way? As time goes on, you say your goodbyes to your boyfriend.

After some time, you eventually reached Rafe's house, located right beside yours. You have lived next to each other since childhood. You approach his front door, aware that he was by himself at home because his dad was away on a business trip.

Rafe had barely put down the phone before he heard your knock on his door. He quickly rushes to open it, revealing himself in nothing but sweatpants that do little to hide his arousal "Hey... uh, come on in." You looked at him and rolled eyes, obviously knowing what he just did. "Were you in the middle of something?" You inquire as he closes the door, aware that his arousal did not go unnoticed. With a smirk playing on his lips, he bites down lightly, eyeing you with a combination of desire and lust. "Nah, just been getting some exercise." He deceives, walking into the room after you. "Mhm," you murmur as you head to his bedroom, the usual spot where you both hang out. Rafe observes you moving towards his bedroom, feeling his erection pulsating in his sweatpants. He tries compose himself, but he knows he wants you. He enters his room after you, perching on his bed and flashing a cocky grin in your direction. "What's with the cocky look?" You laughed, sitting down beside him and getting comfortable. He chuckles before saying, "Well, you know... I just can't help but want to fuck you right now." He said with a slight smirk formed on his lips, his eyes focused on your face. Instantly widening your eyes, you clear your throat. "Dude I have a literal boyfriend." He raised an eyebrow, his smirk never leaving his face. "I know, but that doesn't change the fact that I still want to fuck you, does it?" He grabs your thigh and squeezes it gently, looking at you with a mix of lust and desire. Glancing at your thigh before turning your eyes back to him. "I mean, okay... but I would never cheat, bro." You're not telling the truth. You would never cheat, that's a given, but Rafe was your soft spot, and you acknowledged it. You'd do anything for him.

Rafe smirks as he glides his hand up and down your thigh, his fingers lightly brushing against your private area beneath your sweatpants. "Who said anything about cheating? We can just have a little fun.. no strings attached." He moves his hand inside your pants, his fingers tracing around your panties pushing them to the side, ready to slip his fingers inside if you give him the go-ahead. The unexpected touch caused a moan to escape your lips as you swiftly grasped his hand and pushed it away from inside your pants. "What fun? how would it not be cheating.." He places his hand back on your thigh. "Well we wouldn't fuck.. i can just eat you out until you cum.." You listen to his words, taking it all in. You wanted it bad, he made you weak and you were completely horny at this point. However, the burden of guilt concerning Tristan persisted. "Hmm..." Rafe moves in closer, his warm breath brushing against your face. "Come on.. it'll be fun. I promise I won't tell anyone. You can just think of it as a.. one time thing.."

"Okay," you murmur quietly, your lower lip trapped between your teeth as you lock eyes with him. After laying down on his bed and making yourself comfortable, you switched on his TV and nestled under the blanket, spreading your legs underneath. "Get under the blanket now," you ordered firmly. With a grin on his face, Rafe swiftly slides under the blanket and settles between your legs. He pulls your panties aside, revealing your wet folds. "Fuck.. you're soaked baby." His tongue darts out, flicking over your clit. He starts to lick and suck on your folds, his hand moving up to grab your hip and hold you in place. As he moaned louder, mirroring your own sounds, his finger slipped inside you, moving in and out while he sucked on your clit. Your moans were getting increasingly louder, your eyes fixed on the TV screen, yet not really paying attention to what was playing. Quickly moving his tongue and curling his fingers inside you, he skillfully targets your g-spot. He can tell you're close to reaching climax. "Let's go, sweetheart." You pull on Rafe's hair beneath the blanket, guiding his face closer to your core as you begin to squirt. "Please stop," you plead desperately. He groans against your pussy while you squirt, his fingers continuing to move in and out of you a few more times, making sure to lick up every last drop. He removes his finger from you, yet his tongue persists in teasing your now sensitive clit. His cock still hard as a rock, one hand of his reaching down to massage himself from outside his pants.

"Fuck me." You whisper and trust Rafe doesn't waste any time pulling his pants down and move up to hover over you, his cock in his hand. He lifts your legs slightly, wrapping them around his hips before entering you with a single deep thrust. "Oh fuck y/n." He groans as his eyes meet yours. Starting to thrust in and out of you. With his mouth slightly open, he breathes heavily as his hips move forcefully against yours. He starts to pick up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of your wetness. His lips meet yours in a passionate kiss while hes genuinely fucking you with everything he has, his thrusts becoming erratic as he gets closer to cumming, "Shit... im gonna-" "Cum for me daddy." You interrupt him, almost begging for it.

His member pulsates within you as you speak, his movements growing more erratic. Gasping, he kisses you deeply, bringing you closer as he ejaculates within you, his member remaining rigid as he eases into a slow rhythm. "Fuck, I needed that.." He whispers.

"Me too.." You pant out after he laid down next to you, both looking up to the ceiling. The guilt building up that you just cheated on Tristan..

[cloveswifey]

Cookies

Parings: Rafe Cameron x fem!Reader

Type: fluff

Words: 0.3k

Y/N sat on the kitchen counter, watching as her boyfriend, Rafe, prepared to take a bite of the chocolate chip cookie that she had baked for him.

It was her first time using a new recipe that she downloaded from the internet, and she thought that it would be a great way to surprise Rafe after coming home from a long day at work.

However, as Rafe took a bite of the cookie, his facial expression changed. Nova could tell that something was wrong.

She wondered if she had made a mistake or if the recipe was not as good as it seemed. She watched in despair as Rafe continued to eat the cookies, trying to be polite and not hurt her feelings.

"Stop eating them!" Y/n said, snatching the cookie out of Rafe's hand.

"Why?" Rafe asked, his free hand reaching out for another cookie. "My sweet girl made me precious food, and I'm no picky boy."

Y/n couldn't stand it anymore. She took a bite of the cookie and almost threw up. "Oh, my God," she said. "These are atrocious." She looked at Rafe, hoping that he would understand.

But to her surprise, Rafe started to laugh. "I knew something was off," he said, taking another cookie. "But I didn't have the heart to tell you. I figured I could eat them anyway."

Y/n felt relieved. She had been worried that Rafe would be disappointed, but he seemed more amused than anything. "I'm sorry," she said, feeling embarrassed. "It was my first time using a new recipe."

Rafe grinned at her. "It's okay," he said. "We can always try another recipe next time. Besides, it's the thought that counts. And the fact that you made these for me means a lot."

Y/n smiled. Rafe was right. It was the thought that counted. She may not have been the best cook in the world, but she was willing to try new things and learn from her mistakes. She knew that she could always count on Rafe to support her, no matter what.

[ilovefandoms102]

Love me Harder-Part 5*

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!Reader

Summary: Falling in love with your sisters sworn enemy probably wasn’t the best idea…

Note: The time has come and I could not be any happier! I am so in love with this series and just Rafe in general. Mental health is so so important guys, I still struggle with it to this day. If you guys ever need anyone to talk to I am ALWAYS here. Stay safe and DO NOT be afraid to ask for help.

Ok so now that the sad part is over this is my warning that this part will NOT be for the faint of heart as in this shit is about to be so fuckin’ dirty.

Part 4 Part 6

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I woke up completely entangled with Rafe, our legs were twisted in odd angles, my head was buried in his neck, one of Rafe’s hands rested on my ass while the other was holding me close to him at my back, and this was honestly the best I had slept in a while…

I placed gentle kisses from his neck, to his jaw, and stopped on his lips. Rafe stirred in his sleep, his hand on my ass squeezing slightly before pulling me tighter to him. I repeated my process a few times until his eyes finally fluttered open, puckering his lips slightly which made me giggle. He rolled on top of me, settling himself between my legs. His tongue danced with mine despite our morning breath, which neither of us cared about. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him further into me, feeling his morning wood brush against me. 

“Hey y/n I-oh.” my sister called as she barged into my room.

“Yes Kiara?” I growled, Rafe awkwardly tilted his body to the side as he avoided looking at Kie. 

“Never mind, I’ll um...ask you later.” she stammered, quickly shutting my door on her way out. 

I grabbed Rafe’s cheeks and slammed his lips back to mine, rutting my hips into his. He moaned deeply into my mouth, my hand about to make it way south when John B burst into my room.

“Y/n I need-” he stopped mid sentence, slowly backing out of the room.

“Probably not best to do this here.” Rafe pointed out, kissing my red cheek.

“Guess I’ll just spend the whole day horny,” I grumbled, pouting as I crossed my arms.

“I think our first time together should be special, not a quick fuck in your room in hopes all the kids don’t barge in here.” Rafe chuckled, kissing my pouting lips. 

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I had a short shift today which Rafe accompanied me to since his dad had nothing for him to do today. I made him his own set up in the corner booth at the back of the restaurant so if I just so happened to go steal a kiss or two my dad wouldn’t see. I did cheat a little and took some silverware to wrap back where Rafe was so I could sit with him, and I even put him to work a little and had him help me. 

“So, there’s a party at Top’s tonight,” Rafe spoke, his eyes flicking to mine as I tensed.

“A Kook party, haven’t been to one of those in years.” I sighed, my leg starting to tap nervously.

“I wanted you to come with me, but if you don’t want to go we don’t have to.” he suggested, nudging my foot with his. 

“I don’t know Rafe...the Kooks don’t like me.” I murmured.

“Everyone likes you, don’t be ridiculous.” Rafe scoffed, chuckling when I rolled my eyes.

“Won’t the little Kook girls be upset to see you with someone?” I grinned, Rafe shaking his head as he smiled.

“They can be upset all they want, I got a hot ass girlfriend, and I plan on keeping her for as long as she’ll put up with me.” he smirked.

I leaned over the table to kiss him, tasting the beer he had been nursing the past few hours on his tongue. He chased after my lips when I pulled away, grabbing the back of my head to give me another wet, tongue filled kiss. 

“Rafe, my dad or my sister could come out here.” I giggled, pulling out of his hold.

“I can’t help it, I just want to kiss you all the time.” he mumbled, my heart melted to my toes. 

“As adorable as this is, I need help.” Kiara sighed, rolling her eyes when I smiled at Rafe. 

“You guys are seriously too much.” Kie rumbled as we were walking back to the kitchen. 

“You’re just mad because you won’t admit to liking Pope.” I smirked, her gasp sending me in a herd of giggles. 

“That’s not fair!” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. 

“DAD!” We both yelled. 

“Knock it off you two,” he mumbled. 

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“I don’t know about this guys…” I mumbled as I was getting ready for the party. 

“Well I think it’s a bad idea.” JJ imputed, his mouth full of a sandwich he helped himself to. 

“JJ I wouldn’t ask for your advice if the house was burning down.” I scoffed, smiling at his offended look through my mirror. 

“I hate to say it...but I agree with JJ.” Pope sighed, my eyes snapping to his.

“I can’t just bail on him, he’ll be so upset.” I pouted.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” John B asked, Kie shot daggers at him from across the room.

“There are so many things that could go wrong, like-” she started, but I was not going to let her spend two hours with every possible scenario that could happen.

“I’m going to stop you right there Kiki,” I chuckled, turning my attention back to the task at hand.

“All I’m saying is that maybe you shouldn’t go.” she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

“Gotta say after you takin’ that club to the side, I’m not all for this.” Pope said, casting his eyes to the floor.

“I know, but I doubt we’ll stay long. Rafe said he has other plans besides the party.” I shrugged, laughing when they all pretended to vomit.

“Ok I did NOT need that visual.” Kie groaned, throwing her head back dramatically.

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“You alright baby?” Rafe asked as we walked to the front door.

“Yeah, totally.” I lied, fidgeting with my fingers.

“You’re a horrible liar, we don’t have to go.” he insisted, grabbing one of my hands to kiss the back of it. 

“No, no these are your friends and I should at least attempt to um...get to know them?” I said as more of a question than a statement.

“We won’t stay for long, I think I have some other things in mind for us to do tonight.” he said slyly, my heart beginning to thump in my chest as he led me into the house.

“My boy, and I see you brought our resident traitor.” Kelce laughed, bro hugging Rafe.

“Watch your mouth, that’s my girl you’re talkin’ to.” Rafe said with mock humor in his tone, Kelce threw his hands up defensively.

“Come on man, I was just playin’” Kelce scoffed, handing Rafe a red solo cup. 

“What do you want to drink sweetheart?” Rafe questioned, giving me his signature smile.

“Whatever you have is fine.” I spoke, shuffling nervously on my feet as I gripped his hand tighter. He handed me a cup, and I took a huge swig, hoping that this would ease my nerves. 

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This was definitely the worst decision of my life. Rafe had ditched me not long after we arrived, leaving me sitting on the couch by myself. I wasn’t sure how long I had been sitting there, but I had about had it. I was so angry with him, and I wished more than anything I had just stayed home. 

I shot up from the couch, going to find him so I could leave. I was not going to sit around and only be a convenience to Rafe when we weren’t on Kook territory. I gasped in horror at the sight before me, rage and sadness building up inside of me. Rafe stood with the resident Kook whore Emily, laughing with her, and to top things off, he leaned down to whisper something in her ear. My mouth hung open in disgust, heart shattering into a million pieces. Rafe chose that exact moment to turn around, his face falling when he saw my expression. He made his way over quickly, but I beat him to it before he could speak.

“I can’t believe you,” I hissed, jerking away when he tried to reach for me.

“It’s not what you think, wait, baby please let me explain.” he rambled, but I couldn’t stay to listen to the rest of his excuse. I walked as fast as I could out of that house, not turning back.

“Y/n! Stop baby please!” Rafe called, I could picture him running his hand through his hair. 

“Fuck off Rafe, I’m sure Emily is missing your company.” I spat.

“No,fuck, would you please just let me explain?” he tried, but I was already in my car before he finished speaking. He knocked on my window, pleading for me to talk, but I instead turned on my car and left him standing there.

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I slammed on the breaks, tearing out of my car and stomping up the stairs. The other Pogues greeted me at the door, confusion written on their face. I felt the tears come then, my heart breaking even more if that was possible.

“Fuck, you guys were right.” I sobbed, John B threw his arms around me to hug me to him. The other Pogues joined in as well, all of us standing in the doorway as I cried in their arms. 

I sat in my room, staring at the ceiling as silent tears ran down my face. I wanted so bad for Rafe to be different, but he proved tonight that he was just like every other guy I’ve been with. Fuck, I was falling in love with the guy, and now everything is ruined. I had never been so incredibly happy then when I was with Rafe. I felt like I could be myself, and he understood me better than even my own family.

I saw lights appear in my window, but I didn’t bother to get up to know it was more than likely Rafe. I heard the truck door slam shut, knocking on the front door moments later. Since my room was right by the front door, I could easily hear the conversation happening. 

“I told you what would happen if I saw her shed one tear because of you.” John B growled.

“Guys seriously, it’s not what you think.” Rafe sighed.

“So she’s just crying for the hell of it?” JJ laughed humorlessly.

“Look...she means a lot to me. Do you think I’d be here, begging for her forgiveness if I didn’t care about her?” Rafe rambled, no doubt his hair was a disheveled mess.

“Let him go,” Kie piped in.

“What?” all three boys questioned.

“This is the happiest I’ve ever seen my sister... and I can’t- no I won’t let her be unhappy. Even if it’s Rafe making her happy, I will gladly keep it that way.” Kie explained. I heard some shuffling before my door creaked open, Rafe peeking his head in.

“I don’t want to talk to you,” I grumbled, rolling over so I was facing away from him.

“Let me explain myself, please.” he pleaded, and I felt the bed dip down on the other side.

“You were supposed to be different, I-I believed you weren’t who everyone said you were Rafe.” I sniffled, letting out a quiet sob. Rafe spooned himself against me, wrapping me tight to his chest.

“I promise you, it’s not at all what you think.” he insisted, pressing a gentle kiss right below my ear.

“Then what is it when you lean down to whisper in some bitches ear and both of you laugh?” I griped, trying to pull away from him, but he held me tighter.

“I was trying to set her up with Kelce.” he blurted, my eyes rolling.

“Bullshit Rafe,” I scoffed.

“No that’s the honest truth, you can read my messages, and I’ll even call him.” Rafe said, leaning his cheek on my shoulder.

“Well you looked awful cozy with her.” I grumbled.

“I’m sorry if it looked that way, it was not my intention.” he promised.

“There’s also the fact that you ignored me all night,” I griped.

“I know, I’m so so sorry baby.” Rafe sighed.

“You know the Kooks don’t like me Rafe, you practically fed me to the vultures.” I pointed out.

“It won’t happen again,” he insisted.

“You’ll be lucky if I ever go to a stupid party again.” I muttered, turning around in his hold.

“So am I forgiven?” he asked, a hopeful gleam in his eyes. 

“No,” I chuckled, Rafe groaned and buried his face between my breasts.

“You have to work for it Cameron,” I said, raking my fingers in his hair.

“Okay baby, I can do that.” he smirked against my skin.

“Can I take you somewhere?” he asked quietly, peaking up from my chest.

“Sure,” I nodded.

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Rafe drove down the coast line for a few miles until we got to the most gorgeous view I had ever seen in the Outer Banks. Rafe backed his truck in, my feet carrying me out the door as soon as he put it in park. We were right at the break of a spot where you could see the ocean perfectly without having to get up close, and just above the palm trees you could see the beautiful night sky. I don’t know how I hadn’t seen this place before, and I felt a surge of strong emotion that Rafe had brought me here. He took a blanket from the back seat to put over the bed of the truck, leaning against the edge of it.

“I know you like the sound of the ocean.” he mumbled, looking down as he wrung his fingers.

“What?” I whispered, slowly turning to him.

“I-...anytime I’ve seen you at a kegger, you’re always by yourself down where you can hear the ocean.” Rafe explained, reaching out to pull me against him.

“How observant of you,” I giggled, turning in his hold so I could look up at the stars.

“I come here a lot...mostly to get away from my family.” he confessed, leaning his chin on my shoulder.

“I can definitely relate to that,”  I chuckled, relishing the feeling of the warmth from his arms on the rather chilly night. 

“I know, so now if you need a safe spot to go you’ll always have one.” he hummed, kissing my cheek.

“It’s so beautiful out here,” I sighed, staring at the bright stars that stuck out among the millions of others.

“Just like you,” he chuckled.

“If that’s your way of trying to kiss up, that is a very poor attempt.” I laughed, feeling Rafe’s chest rumble as he joined in.

“I’ll try something else then.” he mumbled, moving his hands up and down from my hips to my waist. I tensed slightly as his nose skimmed my neck to my ear.

“L-Like what?” I stuttered, cursing myself for it.

“How about....I eat you out.” he said huskily, biting down on my earlobe. I inhaled sharply, my thighs rubbing together at the thought of it. 

“Hmmm baby? Would you like that?” he asked, trailing his fingers towards my shorts.

I nodded my head, quickly turning to face him. Our lips smashed together, sloppily moving our tongues to taste each other. Rafe lifted me on the edge of the truck bed, his big hands traveling up my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. I ripped off my shirt, my bra going next. His hands immediately came to my nipples, twisting and playing with them. I pulled his shirt off too, feeling his naked skin against mine. Rafe made quick work of ridding my shorts, taking my underwear with them. He pushed me to lay back, my breathing coming in short pants as I waited for his next moves. 

Rafe placed gentle kisses from the inside of my knee up to where I needed him, leaving love bites in their wake. His tongue took a slow lick all the way up my heat, moaning at my taste. I gasped loudly, my eyes closing tight. Rafe threw my legs over his shoulders, clamping his hands on my thighs so I couldn’t move them. I choked on a moan as he feverishly started to lick and suck everywhere, discovering the sensitive areas that left me breathless. 

“You taste so yummy sweetheart, all for me. Could your other little boyfriends get you as wet as I do baby?” he breathed out against me, even just his breath had me arching my back. 

“No, no Rafey they didn’t,” I whined, moving my hips to get more of his tongue. He took one of his hands to feel me, moving it to collect some of my wetness and spread it around. 

“So pretty, all mine.” he spoke, easing one finger in before adding another. 

“Rafe,” I gasped, my hand weaving through his hair to tug slightly.

His fingers curled inside of me, vigorously moving his tongue on my clit. I squirmed in his hold, feeling my impending release so close. Rafe switched his positions, using his tongue to lap up the slickness while his fingers rolled my clit. He was hitting all the right spots, something no other guy I had been with before could do. 

I moaned so loud when I came on his tongue, whimpering when Rafe lifted my ass in the air to drink up the cum leaking out of me. I pulled on his hair harshly, quickly becoming overstimulated. He moaned into me and I started shaking, already feeling another orgasm spinning down my spine. My thighs locked around his head when he sent me hurdling over the edge again, a mix of a grunt and a moan leaving my lips. 

Rafe sat me down gently, licking around his mouth for leftovers of my cum. My chest was heaving as I sat up to pull Rafe down to my lips, tasting myself on his tongue. My hands felt the hard muscles of his abdomen, slowly making their way up to his chest. I raked my nails over his nipples, earning a satisfied groan from Rafe. 

I scooted myself back, Rafe removing his shorts before crawling up after me. I pushed him to sit down, settling myself between his legs. He was very well endowed, bigger and thicker than any guy I had been with. I grabbed the base and squeezed my way to the tip, watching the precum ooze. Rafe cursed under his breath when I let some of my saliva drip down on him so I could move my hand better. I started twisting both of my hands, leaning to leave kisses up his neck. I bit my mark on the hinge of his jaw, soothing the bite with my tongue.

“Could your little Kook girls get you off Rafey?” I whispered, rubbing my thumb over the sensitive areas to make him moan.

“Fuck no,” he growled, taking a fist full of my hair.

“Mhm, ‘cause this dick is mine right?” I asked hotly, descending lower to lick his tip.

“Yes oh my god, don’t stop.” he grunted, pushing my head down as I took him all the way down my throat. 

I looked into his blown out eyes, fluttering my lashes at him. His pupils widened significantly, staring intently into my eyes as I blew him. Rafe threw his head back when I deep throated him so my nose touched his pubic bone, his breath coming in heavy pants. He pulled me up off of him, a string of spit still connecting up.

Rafe flipped us over quickly, prodding his length at my entrance. I nodded my head at him, and he pushed in. I welcomed the stretch, the feeling incredible because it was him. He gave a few experimental thrusts, my back arching into him when he hit that special spot inside of me. I whined when he pulled all the way out to slam home again, my breath leaving my lungs as he did it again and again. We finally got to a steady rhythm, both of us letting out disgruntled moans and grunts. 

“You feel phenomenal holy shit,” he breathed out, looking down at where we were connected. He brought one hand up so his fingers could rub my clit, tingles shooting up my spine at the feeling. 

“Shit, right there baby please,” I whined, my nails digging into his shoulders.

“Gonna take care of my girl, gonna fuck you so good you won’t know anyone’s name but mine.” he growled, hitting that spot over and over to the point I was seeing stars. 

“Oh fuck, Rafe,” I gasped, my eyes closing from the overwhelming pleasure he was providing. 

“You’re mine,” Rafe grunted, increasing his movements with both his dick and his fingers. 

“Yes,” I rasped.

“Only mine,” he panted, my heart fluttering at the utter possessiveness of his tone. I already was starting to tighten up, Rafe groaning when I clenched around him.

“You’re squeezin’ down on me baby, gonna cum?” he taunted, smile wide as he continued to ram his hips into mine hard enough I knew there would be bruises by tomorrow. 

“Fuck yeah, you make me feel so good Rafey.” I moaned, threading a hand into his completely disheveled hair to bring him down to my lips.

He then suddenly slowed his pace, my eyes popped open to see his smug smirk. I whimpered, pushing my hips up to meet his. Rafe moved his hand from my clit to take a handful of my hair, arching my neck up to expose the smooth skin. He leaned down to sink his teeth right where my neck and shoulder met, then moved a little further up to leave another love bite, and his last one was right at my pulse point. 

“Scream my name, or you won’t cum.” he whispered in my ear, simultaneously as he did that he started to pound even fast before inside of me. 

I’m sure the whole Outer Banks heard me screech his name at the top of my lungs, Rafe’s teeth shining in the moonlight as he grinned down at me. His vigorous circles on my clit came back, even stopping to roll it between his fingers. I came so hard my back left the truck bed, my head even coming up as I arched. Rafe kept his pace, stimulating me through my release. Rafe moved so both his hands came to my hips, chasing his high. 

“Cum inside me baby, I wanna feel you drip down my legs.” I smirked, scratching my nails down his abs.

He came not seconds later, hot moans of my name left his lips as he stilled. Rafe collapsed on top of me, and I welcomed his weight. I loved the safe feeling of being engulfed in his embrace. I kissed all over his face, trying to smooth out his sex hair.

“Y/n?” Rafe murmured, leaning his head up to look in my eyes.

“Yes Rafe?” I mumbled back.

“I’m falling in love with you baby,” he confessed, my eyes widening. My heart took complete flight, my lips not able to keep from forming the biggest smile.

“I’m falling in love with you too slick,” I giggled, leaning up to connect our lips in a sweet, passionate kiss.

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[trailerprk-princess]

♰⋮ sex with rafe | rafe cameron x fem!reader

!!!: my work is not to be reused without credit/permission!

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warnings: nsfw & mentions of drugs. 18+!

authors note: kinda short??

honestly, i can see rafe wanting more control during sex because he has no control in his personal life & when it comes to sex hes able to easily control it

which means he wouldnt want a dominant partner sexually but i dont think he would mind giving up control most of the time. 9 times out of 10 he wants to be on top

he's vvv vanilla when it comes to sex positions missionary & doggy are his go-tos

he LOVES impact play! (slapping & spanking)

i dont see him being opposed to the idea of choking & biting

he's really experienced! he definitely has had more one night stands than girlfriends

this probably self indulgent😭 but if you like the idea of someone doing coke off of your stomach, he would do it!! he actually thinks its kinda hot

wouldnt put it past him if he has a knife kink & wants to carve his initials on your thigh or something. hes vvv possessive & really likes to let others know that youre his

im not a fan of exhib but ive seen others talk about it on here & it makes sense😭😭

he's pretty neutral when it comes to giving & recieving. he likes both but he wouldnt be fond of just giving or receiving

hes an ass man, there isnt a doubt in my mind that hes not

back to the dominant & submissive thing. he would definitely like someone with a dominant personality! it turns him on when he can make someone who's usually dominant in their day-to-day to make them beg for him

i can definitely see him using pet names that make you more innocent (like bunny or bug)

rafe cameron has an innocent kink!!

he likes to be the only one that you have touched & he wants to be the only one who has touched you

he is actually pretty big in aftercare! he helps clean you up!

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[rafesfuckdoll]

Don't Ever Speak To Him Again

summary: you never knew that hanging out with your best friend would make rafe this jealous. / jealous!rafe

warnings: no smut (but intended), harsh words, daddy calling, forceful touching

word count: 416

You had just finished hanging out with your best friend JJ on a Saturday evening. As soon as you get back, you jump into the shower to refresh with your new pyjama set and get ready to relax for the evening. Just as you got comfortable in bed, you were startled by the sound of stomping footsteps making their way up to your room.

Rafe slammed the door open as he walked towards you. "You're a fucking slut, hanging out with the pogues? especially JJ. Are you fucking him?" Rafe's demeanor wasn't anything new. He speaks to you as he likes, but you are not as easily swayed as you think. "Who the hell are you talking about? JJ? Rafe, are you kidding?" You exclaimed while lounging on your bed for a break. You directed your gaze to Rafe's eyes, which were brimming with anger and darkness. Which secretly... frightened you. He's had his moments of anger, but this is on a whole different level.

Making his way to your bed, Rafe pulls on your arm, causing your body to sway as you sit up. His mind too focused to even realise how hot you looked in your pyjama. Seated next to you, he locks eyes with you and tightens his grasp on your wrist. "Answer me honestly... are you fucking him?" He hissed angrily, his face hovering just inches from yours, his warm breath brushing against your cheek. You shake your head in disbelief, fully aware that you would never betray Rafe. You're obsessed with him. "Speak up Y/N.." His voice was commanding, his face displaying a deep seriousness, perplexed by his strong emotions towards the nonsensical accusation. "I'm not fucking him... you're the only one I want, Daddy..." You murmured meekly, feeling small next to him. Both eyes locked onto each other, waiting for Rafe's response. It was complete silence, no words exchanged, absolutely nothing. The only noise in the room was the heavy breathing and the gradual slowing of his chest's movements.

After about 10 seconds of silence, you are suddenly pushed against your bed, causing a soft groan to escape your lips from the unexpected force. "What in the world are you doing?" You question almost frantically as Rafe's body is positioned over yours. "Be quiet," he says firmly, pressing his lips to yours as he holds your wrists above your head. Mumbling against your mouth, he warned, "Don't ever contact jj again, or I'll have to treat you like the actual slut you are." You nodded in compliance, surrendering to Rafe's control for the rest of the night..

[cloveswifey]

The trip ~ Rafe Cameron Series

Pairings: enemy!Rafe x fem!reader

Type: Enemies to lovers

| Part 2 |

The next morning, Y/N woke up with a start. She remembered that she had accidentally fallen on Rafe last night while they were sleeping. She felt terrible about it and knew that she had to apologize to him.

"Hey, Rafe, I'm really sorry about last night," Y/N said, approaching him.

"What are you talking about?" Rafe replied, looking at her with a confused expression.

"I fell on you while we were sleeping. I'm really sorry about that," Y/N explained.

Rafe let out a laugh. "You're apologizing for that? That's pathetic, Y/N."

"Well I just thought.." Y/N tried to speak but got cut off,

"You're apologizing for something so little. It's not a big deal. You're being ridiculous," Rafe said, still laughing.

Y/N felt tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't believe that Rafe was making fun of her for apologizing.

"I don't think it's ridiculous to apologize when you've done something wrong," Y/N said, trying to hold back her tears.

"Wrong? You didn't do anything wrong. You just fell asleep and happened to fall on me. It's not a big deal," Rafe said, still laughing.

"It's not about whether it's a big deal or not. It's about taking responsibility for your actions," Y/N replied.

"Taking responsibility for your actions? You sound like a textbook, Y/N," Rafe said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorry that I'm not as cool and carefree as you are, Rafe," Y/N said, feeling her anger rise. "But I believe in being accountable for my actions, no matter how small they are."

Rafe let out a sigh. "Fine, you win. You're the responsible one. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"It's not about winning or losing, Rafe. It's about doing the right thing," Y/N said, feeling a sense of relief that the argument was over.

"Whatever you say, Y/N," Rafe said, still chuckling.

Y/N knew that Rafe was still making fun of her, but she decided to let it go. She didn't want to argue anymore. She knew that she had done the right thing by apologizing, and that was all that mattered.

Y/N and Sarah were walking through the streets, enjoying the sunshine and the hustle and bustle of the city. They were on their way to the shops, but Y/N was feeling a little down.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Sarah asked, noticing her friend's expression.

"It's Rafe. He's been a dick again," Y/N replied, sighing.

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked, concerned.

"He's just been really dismissive and sarcastic. It's like he doesn't care about anything I say," Y/N explained.

"My brothers such a dick! Have you talked to him about it?" Sarah asked.

"I tried, but he just brushed it off. He said that I was being too sensitive," Y/N said, feeling frustrated.

"That's not fair. You have a right to your feelings," Sarah said, giving her friend a comforting pat on the back.

As they walked, Y/N couldn't help but keep thinking about Rafe. She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice when they bumped into someone.

"Watch where you're going," a voice said, and Y/N looked up to see Rafe and Topper standing in front of her.

"Oh, it's you," Rafe said, looking at Y/N with a smirk.

Y/N felt her anger rising. She was still upset with Rafe, and she didn't want to deal with him right now.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there," Y/N said, trying to keep her voice calm.

"Of course you didn't. You were too busy thinking about something else," Rafe said, still smirking.

Y/N felt her cheeks flush with anger. She couldn't believe that Rafe was still being so dismissive of her feelings.

"Look, Rafe, I don't want to argue with you right now. Can we just go our separate ways?" Y/N asked, feeling her voice shake a little.

"Fine by me," Rafe said, shrugging.

As Rafe walked away, Y/N felt a sense of relief. She didn't want to deal with Rafe right now. She just wanted to enjoy her day with Sarah.

"Can you talk to him? He's been a real jerk lately," Sarah whispered to her boyfriend as he caught up with Rafe. Then, turning to Y/N, she asked, "Are you okay?" with a concerned look on her face.

"I'm fine. Let's just forget about Rafe and enjoy our shopping trip," Y/N said, giving her friend a small smile.

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[cloveswifey]

The Trip ~ Rafe Cameron Series

Pairings: enemy!Rafe x Fem!Reader

Type: Enemies to Lovers

Warnings: Teasing, swearing, arguing, school, Trip

| Part one |

Y/n was thrilled to be going on a school trip to a nearby city with her best friend Sarah. They sat next to each other on the coach, chatting away about school, their favorite shows, and the upcoming trip.

All of a sudden, Sarah's older brother Rafe came on board with his best friend Topper, who was dating Sarah.

"Why are you here?" Sarah asked, crossing her arms over her chest with annoyance.

Rafe explained that there were extra spaces on the trip so he signed himself and Topper up.

"I don't believe you, Rafe. You probably just wanted to ruin our trip." Y/n spoke up, frowning.

"Why would I do that?” Rafe scoffed, “I don't care about your stupid trip."

"You hate Sarah and I, so why would you want to be on the same coach as us?" Y/n argued.

Rafe rolled his eyes and explained, "Top wanted to be with Sarah. Besides, my dad signed me up for the trip, and there were extra seats on the coach. It's not a big deal." He shrugged.

Y/N scoffed, "I still don't believe you. You probably just wanted to cause trouble." She accused.

"You're being ridiculous, Y/N. I don't care about your trip or who's on the coach. Get over it."

Y/n and Rafe had always had a bit of a love-hate relationship and she wasn't looking forward to spending the day bickering with him. To make matters worse, Topper and Rafe sat directly behind them.

"Rafe, stop kicking my chair!” Y/n turned to see the boy smirking, “You're so annoying."

"I'm not kicking your chair. You're just being paranoid." Rafe chuckled.

"I can feel it. You're doing it on purpose."

"Why would I do that? I don't care about you or your stupid chair, princess," Rafe scoffed, with the corner of his lip slightly turned up.

"You're doing it to annoy me.” Y/n accused “You always do this kind of stuff."

Rafe rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'm not. You're just trying to start a fight."

"I'm not trying to start a fight. You're the one who's being rude," Y/N raised her voice.

"I'm not being rude. You're just being oversensitive," Rafe replied.

"I'm not oversensitive! You're just trying to deflect from your own bad behavior," Y/N defended.

"I'm not doing anything wrong. You're just making things up, princess. Right, Top?" Rafe nudged the boy beside him who was looking down at his phone.

Topper looked up and shrugged, looking back down at his phone.

"I'm not making things up. You're kicking my chair, and it's really annoying," Y/N scoffed, turning back around.

"You're just imagining things, darling," Rafe chuckled, making the girl in front of him roll her eyes.

As the bus came to a stop, y/n scrambled to get her luggage. But when she tried to pull it out of the luggage compartment, the suitcase got stuck and she struggled to get it free while other student impatiently waited to get their suitcases.

All the while, a man besides her was laughing at her. Rafe had watched in amusement as y/n struggled to free her bag from the overhead storage. He found it funny that she had been so confident earlier, bragging about how she could handle things on her own.

"It's torture watching you struggle, princess," he spoke from beside her. He was still laughing when he decided enough was enough.

Rafe reached into the compartment and pulled out y/n's red suitcase with ease. Y/n looked at him with surprise and gratitude.

"Thanks," she said, embarrassed by her struggle.

As they toured the city, they learned all sorts of fun facts and history about the area. Y/n found herself enjoying the trip, despite the rocky start.

Y/n couldn't believe it when the teacher announced the room assignments for the upcoming trip. She was paired up with her best friend, Sarah! While she was thrilled, Y/n's joy was short-lived as Sarah declared that she wanted to share a room with her boyfriend, Topper.

Y/n's heart sank as she realized what this meant, she would be roommates with, Rafe.

As they made their way to their shared room, Y/n could feel the tension and awkwardness thick in the air.

Rafe stands alongside you in disbelief, both of you staring at the one small bed in the room.

Without hesitation, you claim the bed for yourself and throw your bags on it.

In response, Rafe places his belongings on the floor beside it while sarcastically remarking, "Whatever the princess wants, the princess gets."

“Whatever Rafe.” Y/n mumbled.

Rafe didn't say anything, instead choosing to simply glare at Y/n as they unpacked.

"So, how are things between you and Sarah?" Y/n asked in an attempt to break the ice.

Rafe scoffed. "We're siblings, you think we get along all the time?"

Y/n rolled her eyes, but didn't want to give up on trying to diffuse the tension. "Well, at least we can try not to kill each other while sharing a room, right?"

Rafe snorted. "Don't hold your breath."

Y/n sighed and tried to make herself comfortable in the room, even though Rafe's attitude was making it hard for her to relax.

After a few hours of sleeping, you suddenly wake up feeling hot and attempt to change positions, but realize you're on the edge of the bed.

Before you could catch yourself, you fall on top of Rafe, who immediately wakes up, and you find your faces mere inches from each other.

With a chuckle, Rafe wraps his arms around your waist and jokes in his sleepy voice, "Falling for me, are we now?"

You're stunned and silent, but Rafe quickly commands, "Get the fuck up, princess."

| Part 2 | here |