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omg i neeeeeeeeeedddddd jj cheating on reader n shes heartbroken sooo goes to rafes house cuz her bsf is sarah and he picks up the peices of her broken heart and js helps her ans eventually they get tggggg

'𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓽𝔂-𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓪 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓪 𝓪𝓲𝓷'𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓮.'

Kook!Black!Fem!Reader x Rafe Cameron

outfit i had in mind..: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/799459371387555275/

you were a 'kook' and your boyfriend jj is a 'pogue', pogues and kooks are supposed to hate each other but you and jj were different, go guys just got each other. that is until one day you catch jj with his tongue down kiara's throat.

"jj.! what the fuck.!? and kiara you backstabbing bitch, i thought we we're friends.!" jj and kiara jump at the sound and look at you in surprise, you grab a beer bottle and throw the beer and the bottle at them. you storm off with hot tears streaming down your cheeks, you get into your car and drive to your best friend's house.

tears were still streaming down your cheeks when you stormed into the cameron residence. “you won’t believe what the fuck i just saw!” you yelled, your voice cracking. “what happened?” rafe looked at her from the couch with a confused expression. “. . .where's sarah.??” you muttered, hand still on the kitchen doorknob. "she went out, but back to my question, what happened.?” rafe’s brows knitted together. “i caught jj-” you sounded like a kicked puppy, he stood up and walked over to you, he gently moved your hand from the door and closed it, he pulled you to the couch and sat you down. “hey.. you can't talk to me, what did he do.?” “h-he cheated on me, oh my gosh, I feel so stupid” you whispered, wiping your eyes on your sleeve. “you’re not stupid, if anyone stupid it's him.” Rafe’s voice softened, his hand resting on your thigh. “you’ll get through this, i promise.” “but..” you looked up, searching his eyes. “it hurts so bad.” “let me help, let me make it feel good” rafe muttered, he slid his hand higher up your thigh. “o-oh.. a distraction sounds nice,” you murmured, your breath hitching. “yeah.? then let me distract you..” he moved his other hand on the other side of you and hovered above you “o-ok..” he hungrliy kissed you. you let out a low moan as he placed his knee between your legs. "mm, you like that.?" he chuckled, the sound wobbly. “mhm..fuck..” rafe chuckled again, he spread your legs apart and slid down to your shorts “can i..?” he looked up at you nervously, you slowly nodded. he smiled and slid your shorts and panties down, he put his head down and suckled your clit. "hnng, fuck.!"

TIMESKIP..

"you know i’m here for you, right.? whatever you need.” “i know,” you said softly. “it just feels so hard right now.” “then let’s take it one day at a time,” he suggested, his voice steady. “you’ll get through this, and i’ll be right by your side.” “thanks, rafe. i really needed this.” he smiled, and in that moment, you realized that maybe, just maybe, there was a light at the end of your dark tunnel.

THEE END.

hey yal, i was on hiatus fa a whileee, butt big mamas back so here yal go.

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MY GIRL — Kiara Carerra

synopsis: coming home after hanging out with the Pouges and JJ’s relentless flirting Kiara can’t help but make you remember your her girl, and no one else’s

warnings: smut, nsfw

Walking into her house, both of you just in bikinis after being on the beach all day with everyone. Hanging out with the Pouges was amazing, the only problem Kiara had was JJ flirting with her girl. You met her friends a while ago when you first started dating, and ever since JJ would always make his little comments about you and it would piss Kiara off, that’s why he did it.

Looking back you watch at your girlfriend drops y’all’s stuff on the floor before grabbing your hand and dragging you upstairs into her room.

She lets go of your wrist and pushes you down on her bed before climbing on top of you. Her hips straddle your waist, keeping you under her “You my girlfriend not his JJ needs to keep his mouth shut” she groans, talking a deep breath.

“I’m yours Kie you know that, not JJ’s” You tell her your hands coming on hold her waist. She rolls her eyes and moves down her head going into your neck leaving wet opened mouth kisses down your jaw.

Jealousy ran through her, as she starts to bite and suck on your neck, she had to prove that you were hers, and no one else’s.

You suppressed a moan when she started sucking on the sweet spot below your ear. Her hands pulling at the strings of your bikini before sliding it off of you. She sits up licking her lips, admiring you for a moment before leaning down and sucking on your breasts.

Kiara bites down on one of your nipples holding it between her teeth as she looks up at your face morphing into pain. She smirks and lets go moving down your body, leaving kisses down your stomach. Stopping right above your bikini she kisses your hip and sucks down leaving a bright purple hickey.

Sitting up she looks down at your admiring your beauty and her work on you.

“Please Kie, don’t tease anymore please” You beg her your hips trying to move into hers. She smiles and rips your bikini bottoms off, throwing them somewhere in her room.

Leaning down she moves her body so she’s lying on her stomach. She licks a stripe through your folds watching as your moan “Your so wet baby, all for me huh? Not JJ all mine” she whispers possessively as you nod your head at her words.

Shaking her head she leans up and looks at your “Words baby come on” she encourages you, her hand playing your clit.

“M all yours Kie, only yours— please” You beg her wanting nothing more than to cum. She smirks at your words and plunges two of her long fingers into you.

Her fingers start pumping in and out of you hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes you see stars. Kiara moves up and kisses you as she speeds up her fingers inside you.

Your lips try and follow the pace of hers but she takes control of the kiss and bites down on the bottom of your lip. She pulls your lip between her teeth before letting go, she stares at your face as your jaw drops “Your so beautiful baby, and your all mine” she says smiling her free hand coming to caress your cheek.

“I’m all yours pretty girl” You tell Kiara your hand coming to hold her jaw pulling her into another kiss.

Her thumb comes to rub your clit in circles as your stomach tightens. She can feel you’re about to cum, by the way your gummy walls are squeezing around her fingers.

She pushes them deeper and harder inside of your hitting your sweet spot over and over causing your head to fall back a symphony of moans leaving your lips.

Pulling away from the kiss she rubs your cheek “Come on baby come for me” she tells you rubbing your clit faster.

The band in your stomach breaks as you cum all over her fingers. You whimper when she continues to rub your sore, red puffy clit. You shake your head “Too much Kie, too much” you tell her breathing heavily.

Kiara nods and pulls her fingers out of you slowly before bringing them to her mouth, she sucks your juices off of them. She moans at the taste of you before pulling them out of her mouth “Good girl, you taste so good” she praises you.

Moves closer to you she kisses your lips making you taste yourself. Your moan is muffled by her lips on yours as you taste yourself.

Pulling away from the kiss she smiles at you and pushes some hair behind your ear “Your all mine baby” she mumbles laying down next to you.

OUTER BANKS MASTERLIST !

Send requests for anyone in outer banks I just started writing for them after season four came out

I only write x fem reader sorry

💋- smut

🧸- fluff

🥀- angst

🎀- blurb

Kiara Carrera

my girl 💋

Sarah Cameron

JJ Maybank

John B Routledge

Pope Hayward

Rafe Cameron

Yeah I know he’s not a good guy… but why did you make his character so attractive ???

Me with literally every villain or complex character!!!

rafe redeeming himself was NOT what i was expecting omg

also groff wtf who are you

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She did what?- Drew Starkey part 2

˚⋆ ୧ ‎ ࣪ Warnings Cheating , Odessa , swearing

Summary Hollywood is so overrated, but when Larissa finds out what our beloved Drew is up to, shit hits the fan 💋

"I miss you how you made me feel last night"

"When can you leave her house already, I need you"

You're Gut feeling all your friends talked about having when they have gotten cheated on. You said to yourself you would never feel that. Drew was good to you, no signs, no evidence. Until now, you can't breathe. heartbroken is the feeling you felt.

It's been an hour, and he still sleeping.

I looked through all of the messages. He has been gone for two months, which means for those two months. He has been lying and cheating with her. The girl you hate, you knew she always talked shit to her friends when you would be with Drew at a bar. You brushed it off because you never wanted to ruin the moment.

"What are you doing on my phone," Drew says, staring at me. He is caught, and he knows it. He has been awake for the past 5 minutes.

Disbelief is all you feel, the man you loved for 2 years who you thought couldn't hurt you in a way that all your friends told you or the internet. Deeply in love with this man. The hurt you felt, and he was about to hear it.

"Are you kidding me, the shit I found on your fucking phone, you cheated on me with this bitch, be so for real right now Drew". You say

He looks like he has seen a ghost, a ghost that is about to get put through the ringer. "I don't know what to say... I'm sorry baby". He says

"Dont call me that, we done Drew, Done. I have nothing to say to you". you express

"I am gonna leave save us both the trouble". Drew says

I take his phone and throw it against the wall. It shatters. Thank God fuck that hoe. Crash out is all you think but let this motherfucker think you're calm and collected.

A few days later

Brian, your best friend, always was in a show with Odessa. You needed a friend that made you feel at home. Both you and Brian made it up together. You met him at an award ceremony and knew he would be family. He was there with you for everything: first Big Movie, First Vogue Magazine Cover, Victoria's Secret shot, and plenty of other amazing accomplishments. He gets you and always supports you through everything. A big brother that you always wanted.

"I really can't believe him, two months away from you, and you would think he was thinking of you, but no, just thinking with his Dick," Brian says, he takes a sip of his wine.

You roll your eyes. "I wanna kill her and him. Everything I gave to that man and sacrificed for him, cheating, was never on my radar for him. Especially with her, like dude, the bitch is all over him 24/7 you would think, hello, he has a girlfriend maybe I should back away and stop trying to fuck him anymore, but no, my boyfriends fucking her in Italy for two months, while his girlfriend is home waiting for him and missing him." you express in disbelief

"If I could take anything back, it would be that boundaries are a major thing, that first night I met her, I should have known that she wanted him all over him and how she would brush me away every time I would speak."

Sitting on the floor with Brian as the TV in the background was just for noise for your ears. Chineses was just ordered, and Brian brought you your favorite red wine and yap session.

"You're perfect, beautiful as people would say," Brian says jokey. He nudges your shoulder, teasing you. "Don't let this silly man drive you crazy you have major things coming for you, accomplished many, and our the people's princess if you have any takeaways with this shit, it would be he lost the baddest bitch he will ever meet. You should be proud of yourself but do not, and I mean I do not let this shit get you off your tracks, major things are happening in your life. Oscar red carpet for Anora, Fenty shoot, and Vanity Fair shoot with Lily-Rose Depp. Life has shit planned for you." He says while hugging you and reassuring you of your worries. "I love you hoe". He nudges you again.

You roll your eyes. "Love you more boo". You hug him

Updated Masterlist

⤍ Series ⤌ She did what? 💋 Drew Starkey Part 1 Part 2

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Part one, two, and three → Reader finds out what our beloved Drew has been keeping from her *This series contains smut*

✨”She did what?”✨

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Ok I am so new to this but lol I wanna start doing fan fics on drew/rafe would y’all be interested in this!!!!

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Summary: pregnant sex with Rafe in his office

Word count: 1k

Warnings: +18 ‼️ smut, pregnant sex, unprotected sex, kinda public sex?, sweet Rafe, dirty talk

A/N: requests are open <3

When you decided to take a walk outside and visit your husband in his office, you expected to spend some time with him or possibly have lunch together. But definitely not to be placed on his table with your summer dress only slightly covering your pregnant belly while Rafe was going in and out of you at a steady pace. 

Rafe was still wearing his white, perfectly ironed shirt; his pants were just unbuckled and slightly pushed down. Your eyes tried to focus on one thing but you couldn’t decide what in him looked more attractive to you. His was big, slightly hovering over you, with that familiar smirk on his lips and mischievous glimpse in his eyes. Yeah, your hormones were crazy because of your pregnancy, but having the sexiest man alive look at you like you were the best thing ever definitely added something to it. 

Rafe actually had a planned meeting in that exact room in twenty minutes but it was one of his latest concerns. Not when his beautiful, glowing, very pregnant, and very sensitive wife was spread in front of him. 

“Rafe—people can probably hear us.” You half whispered and half moaned as he gently lifted your leg onto his shoulder, allowing his cock to sink deeper into your greedy cunt. 

“Don’t care, sweets. Let ‘em hear how good you feel.” He grumbled, moving one hand to your heavy breasts and pinching your overly sensitive nipple. “Shit, your tits look so perfect right now, princess. You know I can't resist you when you’re all round and with my baby growing inside. So fuckin’ hot, and look at that… your pussy ‘s just sucking me right back in.”

Your eyes rolled back both because of his words and the way his cock was perfectly hitting that spot inside of you. You grabbed his hand that was currently playing with your tits, too desperate to have Rafe closer, to feel his skin on yours, but you couldn’t do much because of the belly that was already way too big. 

“I need you closer, please.” You almost cried, tears gathering at your waterline, while you tried to stay quieter and not be too obvious for people outside the office.

“Sh-h, baby. You know I can’t lay on you, yeah? Gotta protect both of my girls right here.” His hand slipped lower, gently caressing your bump. “Let me fuck you nice and slow, and then we’ll snuggle the whole evening after I get home.” 

You nodded a few times, eyes locked with your husband’s as his hips gently slapped against your skin. Rafe turned his head to the side, kissing your leg that was still thrown over his shoulder. His lips curled into a smirk, noticing how hungrily you looked at him, barely able to stay focused because of his thrusts. 

“Please don’t stop, Rafe—oh god, I’m gonna cum!” You squealed, arching your back from the wooden table beneath you. One hand was wrapped around Rafe’s wrist, digging your nails into his skin, and the other one was placed over your mouth to muffle your moans.

“Mhm, that’s right, cum for me, princess.” His low moan filled the office, along with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the creak of the table. “Your sweet pussy squeezes the shit out of me. Fuck, gonna make me come too. Want me to do it inside of ya, huh?” 

“Yes-yes, please! I need it!” With the first touch of Rafe’s fingers on your clit, you had finally reached your climax. He wasn’t far behind you, spilling his load inside, while your pussy was pulsating around him and almost not letting him move even for an inch.

“That’s right, take everything.” Rafe moaned, slowly sliding inside with eyes locked on the place where you two were connected. He swore that he could’ve come again just seeing your mixed cum glistering on his cock. “I would’ve fucked a baby right into you right now if you weren’t already pregnant. Shit, you look so hot, you can’t even imagine.”

“Stop!” You smiled through the post-orgasmic fog in your head, keeping your eyes closed. He just gave you another smirk before gently placing your leg down and lowering to kiss your stomach. 

You almost jumped from your place when you heard a quiet knock on the door. Rafe immediately reached behind your back to make you sit upright so that way he could cover your almost naked body from whoever was behind the door. 

“Um— Sir? I’m really sorry to disturb you, but your meeting is in two minutes and people are already waiting here.” Rafe rolled his eyes at the voice of his assistant, who luckily had enough brains to not walk inside. 

“Oh my god, Rafe. It’s— they heard us. They know what we were doing here!” Your eyes were rounded in embarrassment, looking at your almost unbothered husband. 

“You’re pregnant with my baby, princess. I’m sure everyone has already figured out that we have sex.” Rafe smirked at you again. “Give me five minutes!” He said to his assistant before focusing back on you. He helped you get your dress back on properly, put himself away, zipped up his trousers and then sank in front of you on his knees to put your panties in their place. “Are you both feeling alright?” 

“Mhm, but I’m so tired now.” You yawned and lowered your head on Rafe’s shoulder, as he stood up and brought you closer to his chest; your eyes became too heavy to keep them open.   

“I know, baby. C'mon, my driver will get you home, and I will be there as soon as possible, okay? I love you both so much.” He gently touched your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb, then placing a kiss on your forehead, nose and, finally, on your puffy lips. 

“We love you too.” You smiled into the kiss before Rafe helped you get off the table and walked you out of his office. You were trying not to die from embarrassment from all the knowing looks thrown in your direction while your husband proudly placed his hand on your lower back, not even batting an eye at others. 

I NEED MORE OF STEPDAD!RAFE PLEASE

“Your-too big..” You tried to run, gripping the baby pink silk sheets between your fists. Your stepdad’s fat cock stretching your tiny cunt open.

A large hand gripped your fleshy hip, squeezing it tightly as his other hand gripped the back of your neck to pull you back. Why are you running? You can take it.” His tone rough as he watched his massive length slide into your creamy hole.

Your head felt fuzzy as Rafe began speeding his thrusts up, your toes curling from the further stretch. “Daddy-..” You cried out, only to get shushed by is hand coming over your mouth.

“Your mom is asleep in the other room. She doesn’t need to know that I’m plowing your perfect little pussy.” His whisper even sounding demanding. He pulled out in one swift movement, flipping you onto your back so that he could see you. Your face was makeup free but still looked gorgeous, pink in the cheeks from being flushed. He watched your eyes roll back as he sunk all nine inches back into you again, your lips falling open in a silent scream.

“Shit.. princess take your stepdad’s big fucking cock. Fucking take it, slut.” Rafe spat as your tight cunt clenched around him over and over.

You wanted to scream, his filthy words making your pussy soak his cock the more he bruised your hole. “Daddy.. please.” You gasped.

The ring hand came to your throat, not letting you get another word out. “One more fucking word slut.. and you’ll regret teasing me all day so that I’d come fuck you.”

Stepbro!rafe getting the reader pregnant and she tells the family it’s a random tourons baby but race is still fucking her every night

It was a surprise when you, Ward Cameron’s step-daughter fell pregnant at the age of 19. Word got around the island about who’s baby it could be? Which led you to ultimately telling your parents that it was a random touron’s that happened one night at the boneyard. They could never know the real truth, that being the eldest Cameron sibling was the real father of your baby.

“How would mom and dad feel if they found out I’m plowing my pregnant step-sister every night?” Rafe whispered, his toned hips thrusting into your soaking cunt. Ever since you had at started your second trimester, you had been hornier than ever and dripping wet with little to no effort. The sloppy sound of your hole, echoing throughout the bedroom as the taller boy had no signs of slowing down. “The pregnant step-sister that is carrying my baby.” He laughed.

“Rafe.. I’m gonna cum again.” You moaned out quietly, voice small as you felt the pit of your belly tighten as your third orgasm was coming strong. The poor towel beneath you, already soaked from your previous climaxes. His words never let up, always vulgar and dirty, reminding you of just how messed up all of this was, yet it made you soak his cock.

“Yeah? Gonna be a good little pregnant slut for daddy and squirt again? Turns you on doesn’t it? Knowing you are knocked up by your step-brother’s baby.”

Stepdad rafe finding out reader has been skipping school

Reader is 18+

As soon as Rafe heard the door shut downstairs and your babbling voice, he came out from his office to see you throwing your backpack onto the marble countertop. He almost thought it was comical how innocent you portrayed yourself as the sweetest most innocent girl who’s mommy married the troubled boy that was Ward’s Cameron’s son. Your plaid school skirt, raising up to show the fat of your ass as you reached into the fridge to get a bottle of water.

Clearing his throat, he watched you turn around, your eyes wide in surprise as you didn’t know your step-dad would be home so early. “Hi Rafe! I didn’t know you’d be at home.” You blurted out quickly, trying to read his facial expressions.

His jaw tensed, his eyes a usual light blue now dark and intense. “Didn’t know huh? Is that why you decided to skip school today, not thinking anyone would find out, because your mother is out of town and I’m working?” He asked, squinting as he stalked over towards you.

He towered over you in height as you swallowed the lump in your throat, looking down at your backpack sitting on the table. “I.. I went.” You squeaked out, avoiding the intimidating stare coming from the six foot two man.

A dark chuckle rang throughout the kitchen, his ringed hand coming to the column of your throat to squeeze. “Oh so you wanna lie to me now? Just because you got dressed in your uniform and brought your bag, you think I’m gonna believe that shit?” He gritted out, his hand in a tight grip around your throat.

Shaking his head, he forced you to bend over the island, his hand coming off your neck to yank your skirt up. His ringed fingers rubbed your cunt through the panties you wore, laughing at you were already wet on his thick digits.

“You are gonna lie to me? Skip school to probably meet some dirty pogue boy over on the cut that you send pictures of your pussy to? And now you are turned on by me catching you?… Wow. My stepdaughter really is slut.” Rafe grumbled out behind you, as he shoved two fingers in your warm cunt.

You let out a gasp at the intrusion, your head falling down from the fire that ignited your lower tummy. “Daddy.. please.” You whispered, pushing your plump ass against his fingers to get more. Pulling them out of your hole, had you whining only to get shut up by him shoving the two digits into your mouth.

“Shut it slut- maybe you’ll think twice before you do dumb shit. You can fool your mother, she’s fucking naive. But me? You know better.” He whispered in your ear, shoving his fingers further down your throat, causing you to gag. “Now, get on your knees. I’m gonna fuck your face since you wanna spew all that bullshit to me.”

Dark! Rafe as a police officer and you as his wife who is innocent

OMLLL it’s giving me red and blue vibes, when i tell u i’m OBSESSED with dark!officer!rafe 😖 PLS send me the darkest thoughts u have on officer/CO rafe i’m begging on my knees….

“i thought you weren’t supposed to be doing that…”

your voice was quiet as you lingered in the doorway. you didn’t usually question your husband, didn’t dare challenge him. he was scary and powerful, and he’d shown you on multiple occasions what standing up to him would cost you, emotionally, verbally and physically.

but seeing the man you married hunched over the coffee table, snorting lines of the same white substance you were sure he’d kicked years ago made you feel extremely uneasy.

last time you’d actually seen rafe snort coke, he’d laid into you so hard in his coke-fueled rage, the only reason you didn’t go to the hospital was because everyone knew you were the sherriff’s wife, and it would be painfully obvious who gave you the busted lip and bruised ribs.

that was at least a year and a half ago, so finding him with a startling amount now told you this couldn’t be his first time relasping.

another loud snort filled the air before rafe finally let out a long sigh, pushing himself to his feet with one hand while the other swiped at his nose, “and why wouldn’t i?”

instantly, you regretted saying anything. your husband’s eyes were already dialated, pupils drowning out the blue hue you always searched for. his shoulders were broad, chest puffed out even more with his bulletproof vest tucked under his uniform. he wiped the tip of his nose again before bringing his hands to rest on his utility belt, a stance you always found to be intimidating.

swallowing hard, you fiddled with your hands in front of you, a sign of your nervousness.

“you’re the sherriff…don’t you get drug tested or something? what if somebody told on you…?”

your question came from a place of genuine concern, but rafe took it as a threat that needed to be addressed instead. cocaine tended to up his paranoia.

“oh?” he questioned, “what? you plannin’ on-on tellin’ on me or somethin’? something i should know about?”

rafe took slow steps towards you that you were sure he intended to intimidate you with, and you couldn’t shake your head fast enough.

“n-no! no, it’s just, i just… i don’t wanna see you get in trouble, s’all…”

suddenly, rafe was right in front of you in no time. you were worried the hand your husband raised would come down across your face, but you let out the breath you were holding when rafe gently caressed your cheek with the palm of his hand instead.

“well, you’re the only one who knows, sweetheart,” he brushed a few strands of hair from your face, and you couldn’t help but wince. “so as long as you keep this pretty little mouth shut,” his fingers moved to graze your lips, thumb tugging lightly on your bottom one, “we shouldn’t have a problem.”

{ send me your dark!rafe thoughts and don’t hold back!!! }

rafe perving on his step mom since like forever and he knows ward is out of town and catches step mom off gaurd by jerking off in ward/readers shared bed when reader gets out the shower

this is something i’ve been wanting to write but i’ve been lazy LOL

dis was hottttt 🤭 (tw masturbation, stalking/creept/pervy behavior from dark!rafe, reader is much younger than ward and prob less than 10 years older than rafe, shhhh just act like it makes sense ok)

leaving the door to your ensuite cracked was a mistake you would’ve corrected if you realized your step-son was going to be home today.

the sound of the water trickling down from the faucet and landing on the shower floor had drowned out any sounds rafe made when he crept into your room, dropped his pants and sank down onto the bed you shared with his father. he planted himself in the perfect spot, offering him a view of you behind the steamy shower glass through the cracked door.

the lotion in his palm was smoothed over his dick, which was already standing straight up at just the thought of his step-mother’s naked body on the other side of the steamed glass.

rafe pumped at his shaft gingerly at first, easing his hand over his tip and twisting it up and down his length until he started to get into a good rythym, then his hand picked up its pace.

he continued like this for minutes, hunched over the edge of the bed, free hand alternating between gripping the side of the sheets that you slept on and massaging his balls when they felt tight.

rafe’s so caught up in his sick deed that he doesn’t even hear the water shut off, doesn’t hear you pull the door open and step into the large room.

but he can’t miss the startled scream you let out, and his eyes flutter open to find you standing in the doorway, clutching your towel to your wet body as your breathing picked up.

rafe wasn’t nearly as freaked out as you were. in fact, your step-son seemed eerily calm, like he hadn’t just been caught jerking off in his father’s bed, the same bed that you slept in.

“are you kidding me?!” you brought a hand up to shield your eyes from the sick sight in front of you. “you’re digusting! get the hell out of my room!”

the boy only let out a long sigh of frustration, rolling his eyes and reluctantly dragging his boxers back up his legs, containing his still prominant erection back in the thin fabric. “relax,” he slurred, “quit freakin’ out.”

“quit freaking out?” you repeated his words in disbelief, “get out!” when the blonde simply sat and stared at you, you nodded your head and turned back towards the bathroom. “i’m just gonna call your father.”

the threat pushes rafe to his feet, and he’s easily able to clear the space between you two in seconds.

he stops you with a tight grip on your wrist, taking you closer to him. “yeah, i don’t think you wanna do that,” he spoke so lowly, and you felt so uncomfortable being this close to rafe. he looked even scarier towering over you, and your uneasiness was elevated when you tried to tug your wrist free from his grip, to no avail. “y’think i dunno what happened to wheezie’s little secret stash?”

you swallowed hard at that, clutching your towel tighter to your chest, and rafe smirked. “yeah, gotcha there, huh? you might have my dad fooled… but you’re not foolin’ me, sweetheart.” you cringed at the petname, futilely attempting to tug your arm away from your step-son again.

“you tell my dad about this, and i’ll tell him about his gold-digging whore of a wife stealing money from his own daughter. your choice.”

{ send me your dark!rafe ideas and don’t hold back!!! }

hiii, could i request reader pranking rafe/drew? Maybe telling rafe/drew that she got waxed by a guy or pretending to be on a call with a friend and telling her friend ways to cheat? It’s up to you, thank you soooo much!!

possessive!rafe(?), illusions to sex

“babe, im home!” you announced entering the house, the door swinging shut as you kicked off your shoes.

you made your way into the kitchen where your boyfriend was preparing lunch, his eyes falling on you with a smile.

“how was it?” he asked, wiping his hands on a towel before coming over to wrap his arms around your waist, bending down to give you a sweet kiss on the lips.

“good! it didn’t hurt as much this time,” you responded, watching as he hummed before turning back to finish his lunch, a small smirk making its way on your face.

“he was really nice as well, gave me a discount-”

“pause-” rafe cut off, whipping his head around with wide eyes, almost as if he didn’t hear you the first time.

“he?”

you pretended to act confused, slowly nodding as you shrugged your shoulders, “it was this new guy, but he did a good job.”

“y/n what the fuck- slow down-” he said, bringing his hand up to run through his hair before he let out a huff, “you let a guy wax you?”

“mhm,” you nodded, “what’s the big deal?”

his jaw dropped, completely flabbergasted at the way you were responding to all of this.

“he waxed your vagina!”

you nodded once again, keeping up the act of pretending to be confused as he stalked closer.

“you let another guy look at what’s mine?” he asked, voice low and breathing slow as he brought his hand up to hold the side of your face.

you could genuinely see the hurt in his eyes, deciding to stop the prank as you let out a small giggle, causing him to look at you in confusion.

“im just joking rafey,” you laughed, taking his free hand and holding it up to your lips to give his knuckles a kiss, “i had a girl do it, like it’s always been.”

“god woman,” he groaned, stepping away from you to run his hands over his face as you couldn’t help but giggled.

“you’re in for it now,” he said before taking you by the waist and hurling you over his shoulder, a squeal leaving your lips as he took you upstairs.

let’s just say, lunch was forgotten about.

here's one of the prompts from this ask: presenting... camboy!Rafe

After yet another falling out with Ward, Rafe had to find some other way to make quick cash. He didn't expect to keep this virtual career going for over a year, growing to love the flattery and attention as much as his real-life hookups.

You're Sarah's best friend, a fellow kook-turned-pogue, and spent more time at the Cameron house than your own. This summer, Rafe travels back home from college and gets a little careless, so used to his private dorm where he didn't need to stifle any moans or dirty talk.

It's a late night by the pool, music plays from Kie's speaker and empty beer bottles litter the patio. John B and Sarah are cuddled by the stairs, chatting with Pope as JJ does his umpteenth cannonball, splashing you and Kie as you lounge on floaties.

Unfortunately, it's your turn to get more snacks and drinks. You begrudgingly trek through the big house, already a little inebriated. You gather chips, popcorn and beer on the shiny island counter before a loud noise catches your attention. Curiosity gets the better of you and you follow those strange noises and find yourself in front of Ward's office, the door just barely cracked open.

Rafe sits in his father's chair, pristine white shirt unbuttoned with a light sheen of sweat on his chest. Your eyes drift to his arm, the sleeves rolled up and muscles tense under his tanned skin. He murmurs something under his breath and you creep closer, trying to make out his words.

"Hm, is that so? You think you deserve my cock?" His pink lips stretch into a smug smirk, "you're gonna have to bend over my desk and show me where you want it."

The angle blocks his lower half, but you don't need to see it to know what he's doing—the jerking motions of his arm, the hitches in his breaths, and his blue gaze locked on the screen before him.

"If you beg real nice, I'll let you taste my cum. Shoot my load on your pretty face and claim you, maybe I'll even take a few pictures." Rafe groans heavily, his arm speeding up, "is that want you want? You wanna be daddy's little cumrag?"

For the next few days, you avoid him like the plague, but that's hard to do when it's his damn house. Every time he comes around, you slip away, muttering an excuse about going home or doing an errand. Sarah is the only one partly concerned since you were never at Rafe's throat like the rest of the Pogues.

Your luck had to run out at some point: he corners you at a kegger, you should've known he'd show up at the Boneyard with the rest of his friends.

"I've been back for a month and you haven't said more than three words to me."

You grip the solo cup tightly, nervously peering up at him, "hi, Rafe, how are you?"

He laughs, shaking his head. His new buzzcut makes him appear more rugged and confident. Ugh, he never used to make you weak in the knees, but now you're having trouble standing upright—hopefully, it's just the alcohol.

"I'd be better if you didn't look at me like I'm covered in blood. C'mon, you're Sarah's only friend that I can actually tolerate." He rolls his eyes, "don't tell me they turned you against me in a couple of months?"

me thinks... one thing leads to another and you're making out against his truck, your dress hiked up to your thighs as he hooks your knees around his hips. You pull away for a breath and his hand wraps around your throat, his wet lips trailing down to your jaw: "Is it bad that I want to get caught right now just to see the look on JJ's face?"

At the mention of your friends, you snap out of it and shove him away. Guilty and ashamed, you can't imagine what Sarah would think about you hooking up with her brother, and the rest of the Pogues definitely wouldn't be happy about it either.

You leave the party early and once again, avoid Rafe, going as far as faking sick when Sarah invites you over.

fast forward to the filthy stuff: don't even get me started on you starring in his cam shows. Rafe is all too eager to show his viewers every inch of you, how pretty you moan, how you melt with just the slighest of touches.

He's such a tease: he grinds his hard cock along your clothed cunt, showing his fans just how needy you get, "look at that, she's soaking her panties," he chuckles, reading the rush of comments on the laptop screen, "Yeah, she's gonna ruin them tonight—maybe we'll have a little fun and send them to the highest tipper. How's that sound, baby? You want a stranger owning your messy panties?"

He's obsessed with cum shots: he’ll cum on your pretty, tear-stained face or one of your used holes, "open wider for daddy." And of course, you obey, blinking up at him with his seed on your cheeks and lips. He leans down and spits, spreading his saliva and cum on your tongue, "such a good girl, you'd let me do anything to you, hm? You wanna show our fans how pretty you look right now?"

this au makes me very interested in Rafe's and reader's exhibitionist adventures 😳 ofc fooling around at the country club, mayhaps golf cart shenanigans, and definitely riding him in his truck... this will be a full fic 😌 or a collection of drabbles !! we'll see hehe

Hear me out-

What if y/n was model and rafe was a obsessed fan, to the point rafe comes in break into her house and takes what he wants. Breeding kink? Yes please on the table.

loved this idea!!! 1.4k words and still so much to say…yall know i get carried away with stalker!rafe 😖 (tw NONCON + mentions of r*pe, stalking, breaking and entering, breeding kink, use of knife as a weapon, model!reader, dark!stalker!rafe aka my fave)

you’d graciously given your house staff the night off for new year’s, opting to stay in by yourself, a change of pace for you this year. being a model kept you on the go constantly, and although it almost felt sinful to refrain from going out and making a hundred posts for your instagram followers, you wanted to go for a more chill vibe this time around.

surpisingly, you made it to midnight, watching the ball drop before retiring to your bed almost immediately after. sleep found you quickly, and you were completely knocked out when rafe finally managed to make his way into your room through an open window.

he stood at the foot of your bed now, dark eyes drinking in the sight of you sleeping so peacefully underneath the blanket. he wondered what you were wearing underneath, if anything at all.

desperate for an answer, he couldn’t stop himself from hooking his fingers around the duvet, peeling the fabric back from your limp frame to reveal a silk pajama set. the cheetah print material left hardly anything to the imagination, barely stretching past your ass and hanging so low on your chest, your tits were almost completely out.

rafe had to bring a palm down to his pants, adjusting his growing erection as it twitched behind the fabric of his boxers. your lips were parted slightly, chest rising and falling slowly, and it was clear you weren’t much of a light sleeper when your body failed to move, even after the entirety of the cover was removed.

rafe’s tongue darted out to lick his lips at the same time his hand moved towards your face, the back of his knuckles grazing the soft skin of your cheek ever so slightly. your face twitched at the feeling, and you stirred slightly, but rafe wasn’t the least bit concerned.

he wanted you to wake up. he wasn’t worried about what would happen when you did; he already took note of the absence of your staff tonight, and he knew you’d be no match against him, especially fresh out of a slumber.

just the thought of you waking up and failing to fend him off had him growing impossibly harder in his pants, until rafe saw no choice but to free his erection. it sprang to life with a slap against his hard stomach, and rafe was quick to spit in his hand and subdue his length, which he pumped gingerly as he stood before you, a close distance he’d only ever dreamed of seeing you at before.

when your eyes finally did flutter open, you couldn’t understand what was breaking up the darkness in your room. it took you a few moments to blink away your sleepiness, eyes focusing in on a dark figure looming over your bed.

you’d planned to recycle the sharp breath you’d drawn in into a scream, but a sticky hand slapped over your mouth, quickly detouring that idea. a saltiness coated your lips and in turn your tongue too, and you instantly gagged around the hand at the sensation. your attempts to push yourself up off of your mattress only proved to be futile as the stranger climbed on top of you, quick to sink all of his weight down onto your body.

it didn’t take much force at all to mount your weak frame down, but rafe pulled out all the stops anyway, exerting all of his strength down onto you, pinning your body further into the bed.

your cries were muffled beneath the large foreign hand, and your screams made it no further either. you shook your head, tearful eyes pleading with the stranger, hoping to pull some sort of empathy from him, to convince him he didn’t have to do what your mind knew he’d come here for. why else would someone break into your home, jerk themselves off to your sleeping body and then force themselves on you when you woke up if they didn’t plan on raping you? you mentally cursed yourself for being so courteous to your staff, wishing you’d kept at least one around for the night.

rafe translated the look in your eyes to that of fear, and the sight had his own blue orbs rolling back in his head. he tightened his hold on you, hand clamping down harder on your mouth while the other pressed against your chest, moving to fondle your breasts through your silk top. ‘just relax, m’not gonna hurt you…’

his words didn’t relax you at all. in fact, rafe could feel you tensing up even more beneath his harsh hold. ‘…but if you try to fight me, i might not be able to help myself.’ hungry blue eyes raked over your frame as you shook beneath him, your attempts to lift your hips up only heightened rafe’s arousal, giving his hard on the friction it was searching for.

your fight was weak, but you didn’t let up. it was clear you were no match against the taller, stronger man, yet you still scratched and shoved at him as he continued trying to subdue you beneath him. when he’s finally had enough, rafe delivers a swift slap to your face. you’d never felt a pain so sharp and stinging before. your head whips to the side, and you’re disoriented long enough for rafe to easily brandish a knife from the pocket of his cargo shorts that had pooled at his knees.

the cool blade against your neck has your breath hitching in your throat, and rafe chuckles in satisfaction. ‘there we go,’ he drawls out tauntingly, ‘there she is,’ referring to the way your body stilled beneath him, frozen in terror as the threat of the knife cutting into your skin lingered over you.

‘good girl. now let me see these pretty tits,’ rafe eagerly grips you by your pajama top now, slicing the blade down through the silk material. it splits with ease, drooping down either side of your chest to reveal your perky tits, which instantly hardened as the draft from the open window hit you.

rafe wastes no time plucking at them, twisting and kneading the rounds of flesh all while your tears keep flowing, sliding down around his hand. he’s too satisfied with the state he’s got you in to be concerned with your crying.

when you feel the stranger’s hand dip down into your pajama pants, your struggle reinsues. you attempt to scream out again, but the man moves his hand from your mouth to your throat, and the other one joins right after, holding the blade just under your chin.

instantly, you’re robbed of any and all air, the intruder showing no mercy as he chokes you out. you’re gasping and clawing at his skin, eyes forced to stare up at the terrifying sight above you. every vein in the man’s head seemed to protrude out as he gritted his teeth, lips curled inward as he forced all of his strength into the hand around your neck.

his words were fleeting as a loud ringing took over your ears, stars beginning to cloud your vision. ‘be a lot better f’you if you’d just lay there and listen to me, hmm? don’t wanna have to hurt you, pretty girl. can’t model with bruises all around your little neck. be a good girl and i might let you live after this…’

even though you’d seen enough movies and listened to enough true crime podcasts to know the likelihood of escaping with your life after this was slim, the man’s last comment gave you the tiniest sliver of hope, one that you snatched and ran with. it prompted you to force your muscles to untense under the man, trying your hardest to relax in hopes of making the inevitable a bit less painful for yourself.

the relief you felt when your neck was released was short lived, only able to draw in a few erratic breaths before the man forced himself into you in one harsh thrust, determined to use you for his own pleasure, fulfilling his sick fantasies with the blade pressed to your neck the entire time, no mind paid to the cost you were forced to pay for him to do so.

though you tried your best to dissasociate during the assault, you’re sure at one point you feel the man finish inside of you, though you can’t be sure as his stamina never lets up; he just continues forcing himself in and out of your tight cunt long after your own body betrays you, walls clenching around the stranger despite your better wishes.

{ send your dark!rafe ideas and don’t hold back!!! }

older stepsis!reader jerking off rafe and he’s just a whimpering and crying mess but rose and ward are in the room next to them, and reader keeps telling rafe to shut up because he wouldn’t want his parents to hear how much of a slut he is for his stepsister right?

(im the anon btw who said i had an thought about sub!rafe 😭)

he’s trying his hardest to stay quiet, he really is, but the task is proving to be impossible as rafe sits with his legs spread out on the loveseat in your room, head lulled back between his shoulders as you fist his cock in your hand.

he can hardly sit still, constantly bucking his hips and readjusting himself in the seat as you drag and twist your hand skillfully up and down his hard shaft. occasionally, you’d let a string of saliva drop down onto his pink tip, added lubrication for your palm, which would quickly smooth the saliva out around his cock.

you were doing a pretty good job of keeping quiet, aside from the tiny moans you’d let out here and there. you always got off on pleasuring others, but you toned down your arousal now, careful as to not alert the wandering ears on the lower level of the house.

your step-brother on the other hand, was not doing as good of a job. no matter how many times you scolded him, slapping at his thighs or tugging at what hair you could reach on the top of his head from your position on the floor, rafe couldn’t help but groan out, whimpering even. it was all too much for him, but it was just pathetic to you.

“can you shut the fuck up?” you taunted, eyes sporting a devious glint as you glared up at him lustfully from your knees. “god, can’t even think about taking you in my mouth, you’re just too fucking loud.”

rafe gritted his teeth, hands gripping the sides of the sofa beneath him as he let out another loud groan. “m’trying, you just-ah-you know what you’re doing.”

“ehh, i don’t think you’re trying hard enough.” you taunted, pairing your words with a doe-eyed look as you kept you eyes fixed on your step-brother. you allowed your thumb to smooth over his tip softly, teasingly.

your palm came to a halt when rafe let out a particularly loud groan, and you both heard a stirring in the room on the other side of the wall. “guess i should just stop,” you shrugged, and rafe struggled to right his breathing again.

“no,” he blurted out, and you raised an eyebrow at his eagerness. “i-i’ll be quiet, swear.”

you smirked devilishly up at him, allowing your hand to replenish it’s movements from moments ago. “good boy. wouldn’t want your daddy to find out how much of a slut you are for your step-sister, right?”

{ send me your dark!rafe ideas and don’t hold back!!! }

stepbro!rafe popping ur cherry 🫢

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Blue eyes rolled into the back of his head as Rafe pushed himself inside you for the first time. Your tight virgin pussy suffocating his dick as he stopped to admire the sight. Your knees were bent back towards your chest, pretty pink toes curled as your brows furrowed from the slight pain. Your body tensed as he pushed a little further, those long sparkly nails digging into his toned biceps.

“Rafey…” You whimper out, your voice small and fragile as step brother’s huge cock was stretching you out.

His thumb came down to your gorgeous little clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as he began to thrust into you slowly. “That feel better. Make you quit fucking whining.” His voice raspy and low as you adjusted to him , your whimpers turning into small moans of pleasure. Your eyes threatened to roll back as he pushed himself all the way inside you, your lower tummy doing backflips at how full you were.

“You feel that?” Rafe whispered as he looked into your eyes with his own dark ones. You nodded your head slowly, the thumb that was on your clit coming up to meet your slightly open mouth. “Yeah? You like the feeling of your step brother’s big cock popping your cherry.” He breathes in your ear.

“H-harder Rafey.” You managed to get out, not knowing what you were getting yourself into. The older boy, pulled back from your ear to look back at you. Your teeth between your pouty lips as he removed his thumb. A smile that would look innocent to anyone else, played across his lips. To you, that meant trouble especially when his ringed hand found your neck. He squeezed it, his smile fading as he slammed into your soaking hole.

“Don’t try and get out now. You fucking asked for it harder little slut.”

professor's wife - rafe cameron

warnings: hinted smut, cursing

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

"hey, get in line!" a firm hand touched your shoulder, making you halt. you turned your head and it was only at that moment that you saw a long line of queue waiting in front of the office.

"oh no, you might have misunderstood. i'm not a student, i just need to-" you started to explain to the girl in the nicest way possible but she was quick to interrupt you, chewing and popping her chewing gum as she gave you a once-over.

"stop acting dumb." she spat out "if you want to see professor cameron, that's the end of the line." she pointed at the end of the corridor and gave you a light shove to tell you to not waste her time.

you stared astonished at her rude behavior but you didn't want to make a scene in front of all these college students. so you slowly retreated.

"do you think he's married?" the blonde's friend's question caught your attention and you pretended to look through your purse to get to know more.

"who cares. i can have him if i want." she laughed in a high pitched voice as she unbuttoned her blouse and lifted her skirt, leaving little to the imagination.

you couldn't believe your ears. but to your surprise, her friends seemed used to her blunt flirting.

suddenly, the door of the office opened, making you jump. all the chatting stopped as their professor walked out of the room.

"professor, i really really need your help." the girl from before almost threw herself on rafe, giving him sweet eyes and making you fume.

he didn't seem to notice her as his eyes immediately landed on your figure, not expecting to see you there.

"honey." he approached you in long fast steps, a smile adorning his face. "what are you doing here? i thought you were taking the boys to school." he lowered his figure to reach your height and pecked your lips.

"well, someone was in a rush this morning and forgot his lunch." you said in embarrassment, your cheeks heating up. there were so many people watching you, which made you fidgety.

the girl's face turned pale, as if she had seen a ghost but she couldn't detach her eyes from you.

"c'mon, let's get inside." he pulled you into his office and dismissed his students with a wave of his hand.

it wasn't your first time at the college where he taught but you've never been to his office.

"im sorry sweetheart, i had no idea you were waiting outside." he mumbled against your lips, only pulling away when he noticed you were out of breath.

you attempted to reply but rafe's lips on your neck and the feeling of his hands all over your body only made you whine.

"rafe, stop." you giggled as he positioned your smaller body on his lap.

"i cant get enough of you, pretty girl." he caressed your cheek, causing you to hide your face in his chest. after all these years together and married, you were still so shy, blushing every time your husband touched you.

you raised your head to steal a curious glance at him and began leaving shy little marks on his neck, feeling him stiff beneath you.

"sweetheart, im not saying that i dont like it but what's gotten you so needy?" he laughed, throwing his head back. you were acting unusual.

in your many years of relationship, rafe was the touchier one. sucking and biting every part of your body.

you felt silly now. and without looking him in the eyes you confessed the scene that unfolded in front of his office just a few minutes earlier.

you expected rafe to laugh in your face but all he did was to grab your face, pulling you in another wet, long kiss.

"fuck, you're so damn cute. my girl is jealous?" he said between kisses. "the only girl i've ever wanted to bend over my desk is and will only be you."

you left the room disheveled, your hair and lipstick messy, with rafe trailing behind you with a proud smile, and everyone could tell what happened, looking away in embarrassment.

it was only when you got home that you realized that you forgot to give your husband his lunch box.

you received a text from rafe "thank you honey, lunch was delicious."

he was so cruel.

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rafe and reader fucking next to rafes (passed out) girlfriend

(optional: the gf is readers best friend)

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What do you think? 💦

Your best friend was passed out right next to you, wine drunk off too many glasses. She had always been a heavy sleeper and it had annoyed you how hard she was to wake up. That was before you had her boyfriend’s huge dick inside you. It almost hurt how big he was, stretching your cunt out as his massive hands guided your hips up and down.

“That’s a good little slut. How does that big dick feel?” Rafe’s voice low as he looked at you with blue eyes that were completely darkened. You knew this was wrong, you were being a terrible terrible friend. This man though had a chokehold on you though.

“So-.. so big.” You whimpered, your pussy soaking his cock.

Chucking darkly, he slid his hands down to your bare ass. “I’m about to show you how big your best friend’s boyfriend’s dick is.” He whispered, holding you tightly as he started to thrust up into you. You wanted to scream, his massive length hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. You bit your lower lip, tucking your head into his neck as he leaned in towards your ear. “Fucking you raw right next to your best friend. Hmm.. she doesn’t even get that.”

His words were dirty. Wrong as you should feel, all you could think about was how you were about to cum all over his dick. If your best friend didn’t hear the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing, she was sure to hear the sounds of your wet cunt.

“I’m a-about.. to cum.” You moan into his neck with a whine to your voice as this man had no signs of slowing down. His pants in your ear, low growls had you clenching down onto his cock.

“You might have to tell your best friend that you are knocked up with my baby.” Rafe’s voice still in your ear as you felt his cum shoot inside you.

pink sundress

dark!rafe x innocent!reader

based on: this ask!!!

cw: rough p in v sex , fingering, manipulation/coercion (DUBCON), slight sir kink (GOODBYE I HAD TO), degradation (rafe calls r a slut like twice), i think that’s it??

a/n: ok everyone please be nice bc this is my first time writing smut😭😭 i think it’s goooooood though and i’m excited to hear what y’all think! i actually worked really hard on this (like i deadass did research😭😭) and also got a bit carried away bc it’s 1.7k words but i’m very proud of it so i hope u all enjoy!!! anon bae i hope u love it and thank u so so much for ur request <3!!!!! and @sugarcoatedstarkey THANK YOOOUUU for helping me when i got stuck and for beta reading🥹💐💐💐<3

you swiped one more layer of chapstick on before turning your car off and hopping out. you walked through the front door of tannyhill, slipped your shoes off, and made your way up the stairs and into rafe’s bedroom. 

he met you at the door, opening it swiftly just as you were going to knock. 

“hey angel.” he pulled you into a hug and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, making you giggle.

“hey rafey.” you smiled as he stepped back to admire you. it was a particularly hot day in the outer banks, so you decided to wear the pink sundress rafe bought you recently. you loved the way it fit and how good it made your boobs look without a bra. 

by the way he was scanning over your body, almost hungrily, you could tell that rafe liked the dress, too. 

“do you like it?” you asked, gesturing to yourself with a smile. “it’s the one you just bought me.” 

“i-um-yeah.” rafe cleared his throat before he continued talking. “yeah baby, looks good on you.” 

a blush crept onto your cheeks as he pulled you in again, peppering kisses along your jaw and neck. 

his hands roamed all over your body as he kissed you. he slipped his hands under your dress and squeezed your hips harshly before moving up to cup your breasts. you gasped when you felt his rough hands on the soft skin. 

“rafe!” you tried to pull away, but he quickly moved his hands back to your hips and brought you closer to him. 

he walked you backwards to the bed and laid you down, his blue eyes growing dark as he towered over you. 

“come on, angel. you’ve been making me wait for months, and then you show up to my house, when its just us, wearing this?” rafe leans back, his eyes hungrily scanning over your body before leaning back in. you gulp at the feeling of his breath fanning your face. “and you think i’m just going to let you? that i’m not going to make you wish you’d worn something else?” 

“I…I…” you place both hands on his chest and try to push him off of you, but its no use. rafe is much stronger than you and his body is practically pinning you to the bed already. he laughs lowly and, before you know it, he’s got both of your wrists in one hand and raises them above your head. 

his grip is tightening and you’re squirming underneath him with tears slowly streaming down your face, but, again, he doesn’t budge. 

“hey, hey, stop.” rafe looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, like he can’t believe you’re actually fighting him-fighting this. “i do so much for you. i buy you anything you want. i take you on all these fancy dates and trips, and you can’t give me this one thing?” he drags his hand up your thigh, bunching your dress at your hip, before he speaks again. “don’t you want to make me happy? make me feel good?”

your mind raced as you thought about what he was saying- what he was asking of you. he did spoil you to no end, buying you whatever you wanted and letting you take his card when you went shopping with your friends. he did take you to the fanciest restaurants and he’d even taken you to his family’s house in the bahamas. he’d never asked for much in return, just for you to love and be loyal to him, and, of course, this. 

and, when you thought about it, was it really that much? after all he’s done for you, was it really too much for rafe to ask you to give yourself up to him? to let him be the one to take your virginity? 

you sniffled before answering him. “of course i do-”

“so give me this. show me how much you love me.” 

“i’m just…i’m scared, rafe, and i don’t know if i’m ready.” 

“nothing to be scared of, baby girl.” 

before you could object further, rafe was kissing you roughly and snatching your panties down your legs. 

his lips moved from your jaw to your neck, nipping harshly at the sensitive skin. 

while rafe’s mouth was busy peppering kisses up and down your body, his hands were hiking your dress up and over your head. he paused briefly once you were completely naked, his dark eyes raking over your bare figure 

he knelt inbetween your legs and hooked his arms around your thighs, snatching you towards him. before you could process what was happening, rafe buried his face in your already dripping cunt, his tongue devouring your clit like man starved. 

your back arched off the mattress as you gasped with pleasure. when you felt him insert a finger into you, your heels dug into his shoulders- the overwhelming feeling causing you to subconsciously move away from him. 

this only caused him to grab your hip with his free hand, dragging you back to him. 

“don’t fucking run from me.” he growled against your clit, the vibrations forcing a moan from your lips. 

“r-rafe, ‘s too much.” tears were streaming down your face as you spoke. 

he chuckled as he finally pulled his face away from your throbbing heat. 

“baby, we’re just getting started.” he returned to his position, his fingers and tongue making you dizzy. 

‘just getting started?’ you thought to yourself. if this was just getting started, you weren’t sure how you’d react to whatever else he had planned. your head was already spinning just from his fingers and mouth. 

“i’m-ah-’m…rafe!” you whined as the coil in your stomach strained tighter and tighter, waiting to be released. 

“yeah? you wanna cum?” he spoke, his raspy voice sending you into orbit. 

you nodded furiously. “yes! p-please!” 

rafe pulled his face away from you, his dark eyes staring directly into yours as he spoke. “hmm, i dunno, baby. you don’t really sound like you want to. why don’t you beg some more?” 

his fingers curled inside of you while he watched you, waiting to hear you beg for your release.

“please, rafe! i-i’m so close!” your back arched off the mattress again as his fingers worked their magic inside of you while he rubbed circles on your clit with his thumb and palmed himself through his shorts with his free hand. 

“come for me, princess. come on my fingers.” 

one more harsh rub on your clit and you came completely undone- your body jerking and your legs shaking as you came on rafe’s fingers. he fingered you through your orgasm, his dick growing painfully hard in his shorts at the way your walls squeezed his fingers. 

your mind was still racing when rafe stood up and placed his fingers in your open mouth while using his free hand to slide out of his shorts and boxers. he knelt in between your legs again and, without even giving you time to breathe, your legs were thrown over his shoulders and his hips slammed against yours as he rammed his dick inside you. 

you gasped at the sudden intrusion and your hands flew to his back, your freshly manicured nails searing into his skin as he thrusted into you. 

“fuck..” rafe threw his head back, groaning at the intense pleasure he was feeling between your pussy clenching around him and your almond shaped nails digging into his back. 

“this was what you wanted, huh? showing up in that tiny dress- practically begging me to fuck you like the slut you are.” 

“i…” you couldn’t find the answer he was looking for, as his pace had your mind all foggy, your vision blurry with tears. 

“answer me.” he grabbed your jaw roughly, forcing you to look at him as his hips rutted into yours- the sound of panting and skin slapping together filling his large bedroom. 

“yes! god, yes! y-yes sir!” your eyes rolled back in your head, too caught up to notice the way he twitched inside of you after calling him that. 

that, along with the way you were taking him so well and squeezing around him, your body telling him that you were close, was enough to give him the adrenaline boost he needed, picking up speed as he fucked you deeper into the mattress. 

“ra-fuck-” you breathed out. “rafe, i’m-”

“you wanna cum again, princess?” he asked, his fingers now digging into the soft skin on your hips as he held himself up. 

“mhm..” you moaned out. 

“come on then. be a good girl and ask me.” his eyes met yours, almost causing you to come undone immediately. his ocean blue eyes were now black and a thin sheen of sweat covered his skin, sticking his hair to his forehead. 

“rafe, please!” 

“yeah, come on, doll. make a mess all over my dick like the slut you are.”

and make a mess you did. your back arched off the bed, toes curling as you screwed your eyes shut. 

“uh uh, look at me. look at me while you’re cumming so you know it’s me whos making you feel this good. me, my dick, that’s ruining this tight pussy.”

you opened your eyes and held eye contact with rafe as he fucked you out of your high and into his. he let out a string of breathy “fuck”s and “Y/N”s as he released thick ropes of cum into you. once rafe finally rode out his orgasm, he pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you, pulling you on top of him. 

your chests seemed to move in sync as the two of you struggled to catch your breath. you rested your head on your hands as you looked at rafe. he brushed your hair away from your forehead and planted a soft kiss to your lips. when he pulled away, he simply stared at you for a minute, causing you to giggle. 

“what?” you asked, tilting your head to the side. 

“gonna buy you that dress in every fucking color.”

rafe cameron lactation kink + him dry humping🫣🫣

warnings: domestic!rafe, dad!rafe, husband!rafe, slight nipple play, titty sucking, dry humping, brief mention of being insecure

“why are you covering yourself?” rafe laughed, sitting up under the covers as you made your way to your shared bed. “baby fell asleep before i could nurse. now i’m all swollen..” you mumbled, wincing once you curled into rafe’s chest. “want me to get the pump?” he was about to get up but you stopped him, a sigh leaving your lips. “no, m’too tired for that right now.” you draped a leg over his waist, clinging to him so he couldn’t go anywhere. rafe hummed, rubbing a large hand down your backside. “jesus christ.” he looked down between the two of you.

your tits were practically spilling out of your nightgown, the swells of your breasts so plump and full, rafe couldn’t help but reach out and take one in his hand. you gasped softly, your eyes fluttering open as he ran his thumb across your nipple. “please be gentle, i’m so sensitive right now.” you laid on your back, allowing your husband to pull the neckline of your gown down. “shit, you look so good like this.” rafe ignored your words, grabbing you more firmly. biting your lip to keep quiet, your fingers wrapped around his wrist in a poor attempt to make him loosen his grip.

rafe rolled one of your sensitive buds between his fingers, his mouth falling open when a single drop of milk trickled down his hand. “rafe..” your hid your face in embarrassment, only for him to cup your chin to make you look up at him. you watched as he brought his hand up to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick the milky substance with a satisfied hum. “i understand why our baby always wants to be latched onto you,” he squeezed your nipple once more, “you taste so fucking good.” he hovered above you, sliding between your thighs. “is there milk packs in the freezer?” you eyed rafe.

“no. i was going to make some in the morning,” he nodded, lowering his head, “why?” just as you asked him, he muttered a ‘sorry, kid.’ before his lips wrapped around your perky bud. “oh!” you whimpered, running your nails across his buzzed head. your hips instinctively moved against his, both of you moaning in unison. “do you like this?” rafe swirled his tongue, the wet sound making you flustered. “mhmmm,” you hummed, eyebrows knitting in pleasure. you knew rafe loved your tits, but enough to drink from them? you felt dumb for feeling insecure in the first place.

“don’t want you to stop.” you arched into him, his erection sitting snuggly between your folds. the thin material both of your underwear did nothing to conceal you from the head of his cock rubbing against your clit. “oh, my god,” rafe was shamelessly grinding against you, both of you trying your hardest to keep your moans and groans at bay. a particular stroke of his hips had you yelping, his hand coming up to clamp over your mouth. “shhh, you don’t want to wake the baby up, now do you?” you shook your head, the band in your stomach threatening to snap at any moment.

rafe couldn’t believe he didn’t do this sooner. he was already obsessed with everything about you, he didn’t think there was anything else to obsess over. but this? he coudn’t get enough of it. your were holding his head in place while you let out the prettiest little cries, his movements faltering as he cummed inside his boxers. not long after, your thighs trembled around his waist while you clenched around nothing, your orgasm ripping right through you. thankfully, rafe’s palm was helpful in muffling your scream of his name, his mouth pulling away from your tit with a pop.

rafe helped you come down from your high, the corner of his lips lifting in a teasing smirk as he slipped off your nightgown. “let’s do that again, except this time i’m gonna fuck you stupid while i have you like this.”