yoursooogolden - Tumblr blog

[yoursooogolden]

[yoursooogolden]

What a time to be alive

those were THE days

[yoursooogolden]

*being obsessed with fictional blonde psychopaths is a crime*

me:

[yoursooogolden]

don't fucking interrupt me when i'm reading my x reader fics it's rude

[yoursooogolden]

[yoursooogolden]

PSA: I’m developing a very unhealthy obsession with Stu Macher from the scream franchise and I have too many fic ideas

[yoursooogolden]

Rafe Cameron Text Posts Part One

[yoursooogolden]

Getaway Car - Rafe Cameron Short Series

In which after shooting the Sheriff, Rafe Cameron steals the gold from Ward Cameron and is on the run, taking his girlfriend Evelyn with him against her will. Throwing her into a world where everyone is their enemy and they can’t trust anyone but each other.

Based on Taylor Swift’s Getaway Car

Alternative ending to my unreleased Cruel Summer fic- I’m sorry I’m just too in love with these two to stop writing about them!

Warnings Overall: female reader x rafe cameron, mature themes, 18+, immediate and eventual smut throughout chapters, swearing, angst, fighting, arguing, violence, soft!Rafe Cameron, vulnerable!Rafe Cameron, Violent! Rafe Cameron, etc.

Warnings For Chapter: immediate smut, soft! Rafe Cameron, swearing, mature themes 18+, female reader.

Master list:

*indicate smut within chapter

Part 1 - midnights*

Part 2 - shots fired

Part 3 - riding in a getaway car

Part 4 - white lies*

Part 5 - bonnie and clyde*

Part 6 - crying in a getaway car

Part 1 - midnights*

The soft crash of the waves rushing against the shoreline pulled Evelyn out of her thoughts. Rafe’s long fingers tugged their way through her tangled blonde locks. It was late and if her mother knew that she had snuck out she wouldn’t be able to see Rafe for weeks. She was tired of the constraints of her mother, and she knew how Rafe felt about his father. She wished it could be just them, no more worries of the social construct of the wealthy. They could just be themselves.

Evelyn sat up from her spot against his chest and looked up at Rafe. His piercing blue eyes met hers, his hand falling from her hair.

“Let’s leave.” She whispered, scared to even speak her forbidden thoughts.

It wasn’t the first time they had discussed leaving with each other, but it wasn’t a subject brought up often. It was enough that her mother didn’t approve of Rafe Cameron, sure his family was wealthy, but he wasn’t, to put it as her mother said, “a respectable young-man fit for her daughter”. Leaving with him would be out of the question, according to her mother he was “just a rebellious phase”. But after their first date Evelyn knew he was always going to be more than some phase.

Rafe sat up, his elbows pushing against the pillows and blankets in the bed of his truck, “Babe it’s date nig-”

“No,” Evelyn cut him off, “let’s leave the Outer Banks.”

Rafe smiled and let out a faint laugh, “And go where?”

Evelyn grabbed his face, swinging her leg over his torso, sitting back on his thighs. His rough hands slid up her bare thighs, to her hips, gripping the soft material of his t-shirt she was wearing holding her steady.

“Wherever you want. Wherever we want.” She whispered. “We can just leave and get away from my overbearing mother and Ward. We wouldn’t ever have to come back, it would be just us.”

A smile stretched across Rafe’s face at the thought. At the thought of her all to himself, all the time. His eyes flickered down to her lips and back up to her eyes. “Just us?” He whispered, bringing his palm to cup her cheek.

Evelyn smiled sweetly leaning into his touch, “Just us.”

Rafe surged forward and capture her lips with his own. Evelyn grabbed his wrist holding him against her, her other hand resting against his shoulder steadying herself. Rafe’s hand gripped her hip tightly, pulling her flush against him. Evelyn whimpered against his lips, her hand slipping around to his neck to pull him toward her. She wanted him closer, to feel every part of him against her.

Rafe’s hand left her cheek and slipped into her hair, tangling his fingers in her blonde locks and tugging her head back. Evelyn moaned as her head tilted up to the night sky. Rafe grazed his lips against her neck, leaving a soft trail of fire in his wake. Her heart pounded against his chest, her hips rocked forward, grazing against the growing bulge under his shorts.

Rafe groaned against her neck, his grip tightening on he hips to keep her still, “Baby”. A warning tone laced the word.

Evelyn rocked her hips again, teasing him. She liked hearing the noises that he made as she teased him, she like how the word baby fell off his lips, and she adored the idea that he only made those noises for her, because of her. Rafe was definitely the more dominant lover in their relationship, but Evelyn liked that he let her take the reigns sometimes. Evelyn ran her fingers through his soft hair, gripping the dirty blonde locks at the base of his neck, pulling his head back. His blue eyes were dark with lust and a every beautiful smirk graced across his swollen lips. She smirked back and rocked again. His lips broke open, a soft moan falling out.

The breathy whisper that slipped past his lips held promise, “Baby, I’m warning you.”

A thrilling shiver ran up Evelyn’s spine, heat shooting straight to her core. Her hands rested on each of his shoulders and she continued to circle her hips against him. She could feel his body heat through the thin cotton shorts that clung to her legs.

With each slow circle of her hips, his now very prominent hard on grazed against her clothed core. Rafe leaned forward for another kiss slipping his hands under the t-shirt she was wearing, caressing the soft tan skin underneath. He grazed his thumb on the underside of her boob, pleased that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He nipped at her bottom lip, tugging at it gently. Rafe gripped the soft fabric of her t-shirt and yanked it over her head, his thumbs sliding up her torso to play with her nipples. Evelyn rocked against him, her back arching as she threw her head back with a soft moan.

Rafe’s muscled arms wrapped around her back, pulling her against his chest, trapping her against him. Her head snapping back, her forehead against his.

“Baby if you don’t stop, I will fuck you right here in the bed of my truck on this beach for anyone to hear, is that what you want?”

Evelyn nodded her head, her heart pounding and something deep in her stomach clenching at his words.

Rafe’s fingers grazed across her back in soothing strokes, those gorgeous blue eyes meeting hers. “Use your words baby.”

His hips rolled up into hers, shooting delicious waves of pleasure through her. Evelyn’s mouth fell open, Rafe ducked down wrapping his lips around her breast, flicking his tongue against her nipple. “Just say the words baby.” He taunted.

“Yes!” Evelyn moaned, “Please Rafe.”

“Please what? Tell me what you want.” He stilled his movements against her.

A whine fell from Evelyn’s mouth at the lack of friction. She moved helplessly against him, chasing the lost feeling.

“Please fuck me, right here, right now, on this beach in the bed of your truck for all to hear.”

Rafe smirked at her answer, “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”

Rafe continued his assault, rolling and grinding his hips into her core. Evelyn moaned, dropping her head against his shoulder, her nails digging into his delts.

“I’ve got you baby,” Rafe cooed, “I’ll take care of you.”

Rafe gripped her hips and hauled her off of his lap, laying her down against the blankets and pillows. They were separated for a second while Rafe adjusted their position, but he already missed the weight of her body against his.

Rafe crawled across her, his palms resting beside her head. She looked up at him through hooded eyes and dark eyelashes. He would never tire of her, how could he, when she looked at him like she did. He dipped down and captured her lips with his, resting his hips against hers, her legs immediately wrapping around him and pulling him against her.

A groan slipped past her mouth, her hands fisting his shirt as she bucked against him. Rafe smirked against her mouth, he loved the sounds she made for him, just for him.

Rafe shifted his weight against his left forearm, and gripped her thigh with his right hand. He nudged her legs open with his knee, parting her thighs. He caressed her smooth skin, teasing her by slipping his fingers through the open space of her cotton shorts.

He could feel her pulsing against him, and it was almost enough for him to throw all foreplay out the window, he knew she was soaked enough to take him. He could feel it against his leg.

“Stop teasing.” She snapped, helplessly trying to regain friction.

Rafe let out a small breathy laugh, “Yes ma’am.”

Rafe dipped his head down to her neck, sucking, biting, and kissing his way up to her ear. His hand slipped under the waistband of her shorts and blue lacy underwear. When the pad of his middle finger made contact with her hot core, they both groaned. Evelyn moaned, bucking her hips into his hand, greedy for more. Rafe groaning at the hot heavenly oasis between her thighs.

“Baby you’re so wet for me.” He praised, his lips meeting the shell of her ear.

He caressed her, coating his fingers in her arousal, circling the pad of his thumb across her clit.

“Baby…” she whined with a moan, “please.”

Rafe shushed her, continuing to soothe and torture her. “I’m going to have to taste you, I want to feel you come for me against my tongue first.”

Rafe kissed his way back down her neck, down the valley of her breast, and down her navel. He planted a soft kiss against her clothed core, nipping at her clit.

Rafe sat up, his fingers slipping in the waist band of her shorts. He tugged against the fabric, pulling her shorts and underwear down simultaneously exposing his own personal weakness. He tossed her shorts and underwear to the side, admiring her naked body. His dick twitched in his shorts, throbbing and aching already.

Rafe ducked his head down between her thighs, grazing his lips against the inside of her thigh trailing small kisses up to her bare core. He laid his tongue flat against her, licking her slowly right down the middle stopping at her clit to suck. Evelyn withered underneath him, he wrapped his hands around her thighs, hooking her knees up on his shoulders.

Rafe delved back in, sucking her clit and circling the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue. He released on of her thighs, and trailed his fingers down to her entrance gathering her wetness. He slipped his middle finger in, slowly pushing into her till he reached his palm. Evelyn and Rafe moaned, Evelyn’s back arching against the pillows. Rafe flicked his tongue against her, as he slipped out, adding another finger.

Evelyn’s hands flew to his hair, gripping and tugging at his roots. He groaned against her, the vibrations shooting straight to her core. Evelyn moaned, her whole body was a wild fire. She clenched around his fingers as he continued his steady assault.

“Rafe” she moaned gripping his hair tighter.

Rafe hummed against her clit, picking up speed. Evelyn bucked against him, the coil in her stomach tightening. Rafe pulled away from her, grinning up at her. Her back arched as he slowed his fingers down and she gripped the blankets underneath her so hard that her knuckles turned white. His thumb brushed against her sensitive clit pulling a soft moan from her lips.

“Baby you look so pretty like this.” He praised, tugging at his erection in his shorts. It was getting too painful, he knew the tip was swollen red and leaking precum.

The way she tightened around his long fingers was almost his breaking point. Rafe’s fingers brushed against her inner wall and Evelyn’s whole body lit up. She cried out as he continued to thrust his fingers, guiding her through her orgasm.

“That’s it baby. “He cooed, groaning at the sight of her.

Evelyn tugged at his hand, guiding him toward her. Rafe removed his fingers from her and followed, crawling across her body. Evelyn nudged her nose against his and planted her lips on his. She slipped her tongue through the seam of his lips, groaning against his mouth. Rafe gripped the blankets by her head. The was his favorite form of torture.

Evelyn trailed her hands down his chest and found the button of his short. She popped it open and fumbled with the zipper. Once his shorts were open she gripped him through his boxers. Rafe groaned against her, ducking his head to her neck where he left a trail of kisses.

“Do you see what you do to me baby?” He whined, thrusting against her hand looking for friction.

“It’s all for you, baby.”

Evelyn groaned at his praises, he was teasing her. Her hand fumbled against his boxers as she tugged at them, not wanting to endure this torture anymore. Rafe shimmied out of his shorts and underwear and tosses them to the side, Evelyn ran her hands up his abdomen and chest tugging off his shirt.

Rafe leaned down, cupping her cheek in his palm, and kissed her. It wasn’t a hungry or desperate kiss, this one was soft and gentle, causing Evelyn’s heart to swell. Rafe pulled away and rested his head against hers.

“I love you.” He whispered against her lips. Evelyn smiled up at him, “I love you too”

Rafe grabbed his member and lined himself up with her, sliding the tip in. Evelyn grunted in pain from the slight stretch of him, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Just us?” Rafe whispered.

“Just us, always.” Evelyn moaned, nodding her head against his.

Rafe rocked into her slowly groaning as he sunk in deeper.

“Just us” He whispered against her lips.

Evelyn gripped the back of his head tugging at the soft strands of hair at the base of his neck. She sighed as he kept his steady rhythm, throwing her head back. Rafe ducked down and attached his lips to her neck once more, leaving a trail of hickeys and small bruises.

He gripped her thigh and hiked it up higher on his waist. Her walls fluttered around his throbbing member, Rafe moaned against her throat, rocking into her at a faster pace now.

“Fuck Rafe!” Evelyn cried, her second orgasm hitting her. Waves of pleasure coursing through her body as she went ridged beneath him.

Rafe’s thrust got sloppy as he continued his thrust. Her cunt had deliciously tightened around his cock and his thoughts were becoming fuzzy from the pleasure. There was only her now.

Rafe’s quickly pulled out of her and jerked his cock twice as he moaned her name, the strands of his release covering her stomach and breast. He opened his eyes to look down at her. Her body was still trembling from her orgasm, her breaths coming out ragged and tired.

Rafe leaned down and planted a soft kiss to her head before grabbing a small blanket and cleaning her up. He kissed up her stomach and back to her neck before he planted a soft kiss against her mouth.

“I love you Evelyn Conrad.” He whispered, laying his head against hers.

Evelyn smiled and pecked his lips, “I love you too Rafe Cameron.”

They would leave. It would just be them for the rest of their lives. No more strict abusive parents. No more pogues vs kooks. No more social confinements of the Outer Banks. It would just be them.

~ ~ ~

Okay lovelies! That is part 1/6 of this new short series! Hope you enjoyed! I would love to hear everyone’s thoughts!

Updates will be every Wednesday! :)

[yoursooogolden]

Getaway Car Masterlist

In which after shooting the Sheriff, Rafe Cameron steals the gold from Ward Cameron and is on the run, taking his girlfriend Evelyn with him against her will. Throwing her into a world where everyone is their enemy and they can’t trust anyone but each other.

Master List:

* indicate smut within chapter

Part 1 - midnights*

Part 2 - broken hearts

Part 3 - shots fired

Part 4 - riding in a getaway car

Part 5- white lies*

Part 6 - bonnie and clyde*

[yoursooogolden]

you don’t like chaos ? get away

[yoursooogolden]

Me + Taylor Swift Songs = too many Rafe Cameron fics

[yoursooogolden]

“Devil roll the dice.”/“Angels roll their eyes.”

~ in which Rafe Cameron can’t get the pogue-loving kook princess from next door out of his head, or in which Evelyn Mae Conrad, kook princess, and honorary Pogue, can’t stop thinking about Pogue hating Kook king Rafe Cameron.

Sneak Peek of Cruel Summer

Sleepovers at Sarah Cameron’s house had been a weekly tradition since Evelyn and Sara could walk. They had been best friends since day one, and their bond grew stronger with age. This particular sleepover, however, was not what Evelyn had in mind. The sticky humid air and the thought of the sunken Grady White had turned her into a restless mess. Sleep evaded her every attempt, leading her to the downstairs kitchen holding a small glass full of ice-cold water perched on top of the marble countertop by the sink.

The polished marble was fridged against her bare thighs, helping her cool down, but her thoughts lingered on the Grady White, the cash, and the gun JJ and John B had found. She remembered spotting the Grady White when she attempted to surf the surge with John B and Pope, and the thought of the boat now underwater made her stomach twist into knots. Someone had died that night, someone on the island. Someone she had potentially known, Kook or Pogue.

“What are you doing up?”

Evelyn jumped from the counter with a small yelp. Rafe Cameron stood on the other side of the kitchen, almost hidden in complete darkness. Evelyn set her glass down, the ice clinking around in her glass. She was supposed to be the only one up at this hour.

“I couldn’t sleep,” She whispered.

Rafe moved from his spot in the darkness across the kitchen and retrieved a cup from the kitchen cabinet. He stalked towards her place by the sink and placed his cup under the faucet.

“Me either”

He was too close for her liking and decided to trot down into the kitchen shirtless. Evelyn kept her eyes on her fingers, twiddling them to distract her from the heat that suddenly returned to her body. Rafe Cameron was forbidden fruit. Sarah would kill her for thinking of her brother like that, he was the pogue’s worst enemy, and she wasn’t too thrilled about his track record with the other girls around the island. She couldn’t take a bite no matter how tempting she was; he would be her damnation.

Rafe moved from the sink and leaned against the counter across from her, looking at her over the rim of his glass. She was scorching now, suddenly her loose tank top and shorts clung to her body uncomfortably.

“I’m sorry about your mom” Rafe said, setting his glass down.

“Yeah, well, you know how she is. She just wants the perfect pristine daughter,” Evelyn said, scoffing, suddenly relaxed.

“I heard her yelling at you yesterday.”

"Yeah, she tends to do that," Evelyn whispered.

"Yeah, my dad does that too sometimes" Rafe said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Evelyn's eyes shot to his flexed bicep, his lean torso, and back down to her feet. His muscle's rippled across his torso and chest when he dropped his arm. Rafe stepped towards her, and Evelyn went ridged where she stood, her breath leaving her lungs.

"Look, Evie, if you ever need anyone to talk to..."

Evelyn's mind was blank; all she could do was stare into his piercing blue eyes. She could feel his body heat radiating off his skin and see a thin sheen of sweat across his chest. His fingertips grazed her hand, and a deep crimson blush crept up her cheeks. Her body pulsed, her heart hammering in her chest. There was silence and the thundering of their hearts pounding against their ribcages. His breath fanned her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them, possibly trying to get a taste of him too.

Rafe's eyes dropped to her heart-shaped mouth and then to her deep viridian eyes. His fingers felt rough against her own as he caressed her hand, pulling her hand into his own. Her body called to his, her back arching ever so slightly in hopes of getting closer to his warmth, summer heat be damned.

"Evie," Rafe leaned closer to her, her name falling off his lips in a whisper.

Her eyes fluttered shut, embracing her damnation. Welcoming it. His nose grazed against hers in a soft caress. His lips nearly touched hers. Evelyn was on fire, her body going up in flames, and then she was cold. Her eyes shot open to see Rafe leaning against the counter across from her gripping the marble behind him, his knuckles white and his jaw clenched. Evelyn took a step towards him, searching for his warmth.

"Evie?"

Evelyn's eyes shot across the kitchen where Sarah Cameron stood, her hair disheveled and her eyes tired.

"Come on, come back to bed," she whined, pouting.

Evelyn tore her eyes away from the eldest Cameron, his enchantment now wearing off, and approached her friend's outstretched hand that pulled her up the stairs and back into the girl's childhood bedroom. Rafe Cameron's piercing blue eyes followed her as she left, his hand clenched in a fist at his side.

~ ~ ~

Alright lovelies! That is a sneak peek of my new rafe Cameron Fic! It will be posted on Wattpad and here! Updates will be every Sunday by 12:00AM!

There will be two to three chapters per episode and we are starting from season one! The first chapter (potentially two chapters) will be posted this Sunday! I’m very excited! Let me know what you guys think! <3

[yoursooogolden]

I really want to do a cute little romantic spicy Rafe Cameron Fic with a enemy to lovers feel because either I’m not looking hard enough or we’re really lacking on them!

[yoursooogolden]

what if all the scenerios we make up in our head are actually real events happening in an alternative universe and we’re actually connecting with our alternate self’s mind

[yoursooogolden]

why are men always hot when they’re fictional or twice my age

[yoursooogolden]

t-shirt

prompt: Harry comes home and finds you in his t-shirt.

Warning: contains mature content (smut)

The entire day had passed for Harry in a incoherent blur of exhaustion and irritation. He barely slept the night before, and the struggles of the tour were beginning to weight on him. He wanted nothing more than to be enveloped in the comfort of his own home. He hadn’t seen you in three weeks and the only contact he had had with you was late night phone calls and a few messages here and there. He was more than ready to be home and spend time alone with you, away from the flashing cameras and the fame.

Harry made his way to the porch and quickly jammed the key into the lock and entering the house. He dropped his luggage at the door and quickly kicked off his shoes, before he shut the door and locked it. Before he had time to make his way through the house, you were already bounding down the stairs.

You crashed into his chest quickly wrapping yourself around him.

“You’re home.” You said, breathing in his scent and nuzzling your head into his neck.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you tightly. Hugging you into him. “I’m home.”

Harry placed you down on your feet, and smiled down at you, but his smile quickly faded when he saw what you were wearing. Your hair was in a messy bun on top of your head, your legs were bare and displayed, and one of his old t-shirts was resting mid thigh. Harry quickly grabbed your hips, perhaps he had died in a crash on his way here and gone to heaven. All thoughts of exhaustion were quickly wiped from his mind as he stared down at you.

“Baby, are you wearing my t-shirt?” He asked, swallowing hard.

You glanced down at your appearance and smiled, “Yeah, I just found it in the closet and I thought I’d put it on. I was just missing you.”

Harry smiled, his hand trailing down caress your exposed thigh. His hand slipped under the shirt and made its way to your inner thigh. You gasped at the coldness of the rings.

He dropped his head to your neck and started kissing the exposed flesh of your throat. “You missed me baby.” He whispered, pecking your neck.

You nodded your head and whimpered when he began to suck on your neck. He brought his other hand up to your neck and quickly pushed you against the wall. He pulled away from your neck. His eyes were dilated and dark.

“Use your works Y/N.” He whispered, his thumb trailing your lips.

“Yes.” You said, aching your back in an attempt to get closer to him.

“Yes what?” He asked, holding you away from him.

“Yes daddy.” You breathed, “I missed you.”

Harry smirked at you, quickly smashing his lips against yours. You were desperate for him already, the distance between you and him while he was on tour was hard on you in more than one way. Harry hoisted you into his arms and you quickly wrapped your legs around his torso, moaning at the friction.

Harry carried you up the stairs and into the bedroom. The bed was made neatly and the room was for the most part clean, except for the small load of laundry sitting on the chair in the corner. He threw you back in the bed and you giggled scooting yourself up on the pillows. Harry crawled his way up the bed, but was abruptly stopped when your foot hit his shoulder, halting his advances. He looked up at you confused, but you smirked.

“Show me how much you missed me daddy.” You purred, placing your foot back on the bed and spreading your legs.

He groaned at the sight. You drove him mad and he knew it. He quickly made his way between your thighs, kissing and sucking your inner thigh. You squirmed, when you felt his breath against your core. You needed him. You had been deprived a proper orgasm in weeks. Harry’s hands roamed over your thighs and quickly bunched the t-shirt up to your waist.

“Tell me what you want baby.” He panted from in between your legs.

“You’re tongue.”

Your hands had already woven into his curls. “Ask nicely.” He stated, grazing his fingers over the front of your underwear.

“Please daddy.” You moaned, arching your back off the bed.

You were going to kill him. His sweats had already become constricting and he could feel himself pulse with every breathy moan you released. Harry quickly got rid of your underwear and latched his mouth onto your pussy. You both moaned at the action, your hips bucking off the bed.

“Hmmm stay still baby.” He said, placing his hands on your thighs.

Harry swirled his tongue around your clit, and licked long stripes up your folds. Harry pulled away and was quick to replace his tongue with his fingers. He rubbed his fingers between your folds gathering the wetness. He smirked at your reaction. Your head was thrown back and a silent moan was caught in your throat.

“Do you want my fingers baby?” He asked.

You nodded your head frantically, “Yes daddy, please daddy.” You moaned.

Harry smirked and slowly pushed two fingers into you. You were slick enough that there was no resistance. You moaned when he curled his fingers slowly, his thumb brushing gently against your clit.

“Fuck.” You breathed, your eyes fluttering shut. Harry smirked down at you. His fingers pumped in and out of your, each thrust harder than the last. His pants were becoming unbearable, but he couldn’t stop. He loved seeing you like this.

“Harry.” You moaned when his thumb picked up the pace on your clit. “Tell daddy what you want baby?”

You moaned, “I-I want you.”

“You can have me baby, but first, beg.” Harry said slowing his fingers down. You squirmed and your legs trembled.

“Please daddy, please I need you” you moaned, “I need you so badly.”

Harry smirked before he pulled his fingers away, and placed them against your lips. “Give yourself a taste.”

You quickly opened your mouth and swirled your tongue around his fingers. “Fuck.” He cursed softly. You looked at him through your eyelashes, sucking on his fingers harder until you pulled away with a pop.

Harry was quick to rid himself of his shirt and pants. He was hovering over you. He slowly dipped his head down and captured your lips with his. Running his hand under your shirt, before he tugged it off breaking the kiss.

Your nipples hardened when then cold air hit them. You arched your back, your core grazing against his hardened member. He dipped his head down and began to leave slow kisses along your breast and up your neck. You reached in between your bodies and began to slowly stroke him. He groaned and rested his head against your shoulder, trembling.

You lined him up with your entrance and slowly pushed the tip of him in you. You moaned and gripped onto his biceps.

“Harry please, fuck me.” You moaned trying to move to feel more of him. He slowly pushed the rest of his length into you, both of you groaning.

He pulled out and snapped back into you roughly. He pulled away from your shoulder and brought a hand up to your throat. You arched your back, each thrust harder than the last.

You moaned, and wrapped your legs around him. You could feel the knot in your stomach slowly unraveling. Your legs were trembling around him. “Go on baby, cum for me.”

Every muscle in your body tightened and a warm spread through your body as your orgasm ripped through you.

“Fuck.” You breathe, your eyes fluttering shut. Harry’s thrust became sloppy, and with one last thrust he stopped all of his movements, before he collapsed on top of you. A string of curse words falling from his lips.

Both of you we’re breathing heavily. You rubbed your hands up and down his back softly, kissing his shoulder. He rolled off of you and you whimpered when he pulled out.

Harry pulled you close to him, his arms wrapping around you tightly. “I love you.” He breathed, his eyes fluttering shut.

You smiled and pressed your lips to his softly, “I love you too, I’m glad you’re home.” You said before you drifted off to sleep.

***

yay! first smut on this page! leave request below or send them to my dms!

[yoursooogolden]

hi, for this profile I would like to share some of my short stories/blurbs. I have fan fictions in progress over on my Wattpad account! as always feedback and commentary is always welcome! :))