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aemvnd · 2 days

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𝓇.cameron. ┆ i love you.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ hi angels. ! y'all already kno this one is based off of this clip….mhmm − & also it is in the 'rafe 𝓍 bambi!reader' au that i made / am still currently making / outlining their lore for their relationship n all the cutesy (n sad😞) stuff that is gonna go down with them bein' together. !!! 🧸♡ྀི

"yea, yeah," rafe is panting sharply, his sweaty, broad, naked chest heaving as he steadily pounded into your dripping, sloppy, fluttering little pussy, grunting as you continuously squeezed your slippery, inner walls around him, making his heavy balls ache with the need for his release—to release inside of you.

"fucking fuck, baby—needed to be inside of you so fuckin' much," rafe continues to babble deliriously, and no, he wasn't high on drugs, just high off of you, before you felt him reaching up to grasp one of your dainty little hands, intertwining his long fingers through your curled up little fist, freshly manicured nails and palm soft and smooth, making rafe let out a small, deep sigh of pleasure as he takes in a whiff of your vanilla body cream you always use all over.

"f-fuck, d..d-daddy! you f-feel s'good inside me," you mewl sweetly, and meanwhile, your teary, doe-like, pretty eyes were fluttering heavily with your mink eyelashes still somehow attached to your eyelids, your pupils nearly turning into two large, heart-shaped pink hearts, the color being the brightness pink ever, the color of love.

after a few more thrusts, you let out another sharp cry, feeling rafe reach down to play with your needy, puffy little clit, rubbing it fast and with slight pressure, just the way you liked it when he did it, given your hysterical reaction—and yet, rafe's eyes never leave your bouncing breasts or your gorgeous, fucked out face, feeling the velvety, stuffed walls of your sweet little pussy starting to flutter around him, gripping him tight as fuck, making rafe curse to himself underneath his breath for silent mercy.

rafe grunts, beginning to roll his hips, still fucking into you while pressing sloppy, open-mouthed kisses across your pretty, marked up neck and collarbones, his breathing heavy and uneven, his balls growing tighter as you moan against the side of his face, breathing your pretty sounds right into his ear, causing his breath to hitch every time you made a new, higher in pitch noise.

"yea, yea? you like when dad fucks you like this, huh? is that it, baby? jus' needed daddy to fuck you, actin' all dumb and weepy for some cock… my poor, dumb little baby, jus' wanted dad to fuck your aching little cunny, isn't that right, pretty girl?" rafe coos teasingly, "hmm?" he continues as if to mock you, before leaning down to suck on one of your puffy little nipples, suckling it harshly and making your back arch so prettily—rafe's eyes shifting up to observe the way you cry out to the ceiling of his bedroom, most likely growing closer to your third orgasm of the night.

"h-harder, a little harder, daddy… please, daddy—harder, h-harder, harder − please daddy, need it h-h-harder…!" you hiccup softly, begging all submissively and poutily, making rafe's heart beat wildly against his ribcage and the tip of his cock to pulsate inside of you, his muscular arms protruding from the way he was now gripping onto the meaty parts of your plush, smooth hips, continuing his quick, animalistic thrusts—wet, skin on skin slapping noises filling up the bedroom, as well as breathy moans coming from you and deep, low groans leaving rafe's kiss-swollen, shiny lips from him licking and sucking all over your naked skin.

"yeah? you sure, baby?" he questions with another low curse, but doesn't stop and immediately begins thrusting harder, practically ploughing you into his bed, hearing you cry out his name with a long, drawn out, feminine moan, all high-pitched and needy, feeling like you were about to reach your high any second, but you gasped softly, pushing at your boyfriend's hard, broad, sweaty chest, gently tapping his pectorals in protest, needing him to stop for a tiny moment.

rafe huffs instantly, raising an eyebrow impatiently at you and looking directly at you as if to say, 'what? what is it?!'

stunned, rafe watches the way you immediately look up at him, lips pouty and eyes all misty, before flipping around to lay down on your stomach, ass in the air, clutching one of your boyfriend's pillows, wailing into it as he immediately slides back inside and begins fucking into you from behind now, leaning over you possessively, caging you in with his big, strong arms.

"fuck, how's the speed, huh? is it good, baby?" rafe coos into your ear, leaning down over you as he grips your hips once again, continuing his steady, hard and quick thrusts, stuffing his long, heavy and thick cock into your quivering, glossy cunt, sparkling softly in the low light of his room as it shines with your mixed juices and rafe's pre-cum − and god, you're so, so fucking close to reaching your blissful, euphoric high.

"y-yes...! ohh, please… gogogo!" you sob into rafe's pillow, drool and tears slipping from your face and on the pillow of his you were currently holding onto for dear life, "yes, p-please, please—i love it, d-daddy! i love it!" you shout with a squeal, feeling rafe hit your sweet spot of nerves inside of you with every single thrust, feeling his lips brush over your left ear, a long groan coming from him as he continues to wildly buck his hips against your perky little ass, giving it three harsh slaps with his large, calloused palm, making your ass jiggle.

and with only a few more thrusts, you're nearly there, so close, and you can feel that your boyfriend is too, wetly kissing your neck, snapping his hips into your asscheeks frantically and with desperation, as if he couldn't help but need to fuck into you even faster, wanting you both to reach your highs.

then, right after four more bucks of rafe's narrow hips, you feel him let out a deep, loud grunt into the back of your head, burying his face into your sweet smelling hair, lowly groaning out, "i love you," as he comes inside of you, deeply and raw and powerful.

and you—your poor, fluttering heart nearly jumps into your throat, trying to twist your neck around, your doe-like, misty and now more hazy, a bit too cloudy, and dreamlike eyes are filled with a fresh load of hot tears, like you can't help yourself and your feelings for this man.

"what?!" you squeak, catching rafe's eye and scrunched brow, a frown on his face now, though he still couldn't stop his jaw from being a bit slack and his eyes being heavy-lidded from just blowing his load so hard into you.

rafe huffs, then sighs to himself and rolls his eyes at you, "what?" he snaps back at you, his tone growing with a small attitude, sounding defensive and strangely vulnerable, as if you're the one that is acting purposefully dumb, and like it was your fault that you didn't realize that rafe loves you—even with how obvious he makes it.

and yet, you can't help but just lie there in awe, staring wide-eyed up at the ceiling, your lips, that were still sticky from your smeared lipgloss and some drool, were now slightly parted in disbelief, because... holy fuck—rafe cameron, your boyfriend, just told you that he loves you for the first time.

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rafeandonlyrafe · 3 days

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sparkling juice

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warnings: 18+ only!!!, p in v sex, unprotected sex, virgin!reader, dubcon, drugging/tricking reader into drinking, established relationship, innocent/shy!reader (at least at first wink wink), kinda dark!rafe but really he just wants to bang reader reaaaaal bad

“this is so sweet, rafey.” you coo, your hand held firmly in his.

“anything for you baby.” rafe pulls you along the path, further out into the meadow until you get to a shaded area under a tall tree.

“here is perfect.” rafe says, setting the picnic basket down and draping the large blanket he brought with him.

“thank you.” you tell rafe, pulling him in for a sweet kiss before sitting down.

“i brought all your favorites.” rafe says, taking a spot next to you and opening up the picnic basket.

you let out a little squeak in excitement and seeing all your favorite foods before your brows scrunch together as you point at a bottle. “what's that?”

“that's um… sparkling juice. that's all, baby.” of course, rafe knows that's not all it is, but you don't need to know that yet.

rafe pulls out some food for you to snack on, not hungry himself, happy to watch you nibble on crackers and bite into juicy strawberries.

“wanna try some juice with me baby?”

“mhm, of course rafey.” you watch his large hands as he fills two plastic cups, handing one to you. “drink slow.”

you nod in response before taking a sip, pulling away and sputtering. “ew!”

“oh, baby.” rafe pouts. “do you not like it? im so sorry i thought you would.”

“let me… let me try to drink it again. i think im just not used to the carbonation.” you take another sip, able to control your reaction better. “it's not bad!” rafe can tell you're lying, but he lets out a fake sigh of relief and smiles at you.

“so glad, baby. we can keep drinking while we talk, yeah? tell me about your day.”

rafe knows the easiest way to get you distracted is to have you talk, and so as you describe your day, which leads into your plans for next week, which leads into how much you love rafe, you keep taking sips as rafe refills just your cup.

“i… my head feels kinda fuzzy.” you frown, setting the drink down, realizing your fingers are also slightly numb.

“uh oh.” rafe pouts, drawing his thumb over your cheek. “maybe it's the heat. why don't you lay down?”

“yeah.” you nod, laying back onto the blanket, surprised how plush it is from the soft long grass underneath it. “im-” you let out a sudden giggle. “im like really in love with you, rafey.”

“im really in love with you too, kiddo.” rafe adjusts himself to lay next to you, propped up on his side to keep an eye on your reaction as the alcohol you didn't know you were drinking slowly takes effect. “that's why i planned out this whole picnic for you. and brought you special juice.”

“was there-” you hiccup, words slurring slightly. “anything special in the special juice?”

“hm.” rafe sits up, picking up the now half empty bottle. his eyes widen in fake shock as he reads the label. “oh no baby! i must have grabbed the wrong bottle! i meant to get us sparkling juice but i got us sparkling wine!”

“im… im drunk?” you put together what rafes words mean, mind working slowly.

“im so sorry.” rafe moves to hover over you, cupping your cheek. “will you forgive me?”

“course.” you nod quickly. “was an accident.”

“you're so sweet baby.” rafe brings his lips down on top of yours, kissing you wildly, mouths and tongues a passionate mess.

“should we go get some water to help… get rid of this feeling?” you ask rafe as he shifts to kissing your jaw.

“that's so smart, baby, but i can't drive us home drunk, and you don't have your license.”

you knew how to drive well enough, but in your 20 years of life, never felt the need to actually get your license. your parents drove you around as a kid until you started dating rafe a year ago, and then he drove you around everywhere.

“oh, right.” you nod, letting out a small gasp as rafes kisses move lower, exploring your neck. this is where you usually stop him, pull his head back up to kiss your lips and remind him you want to wait. not necessarily until marriage, but a bit longer, until the time is right.

“we should do something to pass the time, baby. until the alcohol is out of our system.”

“doesn't eating help?” you try to remember what you heard your friends talk about, since you're not a drinker yourself. “we could share the rest of the crackers.”

“i was thinking… we could finally make love.” rafe suggests, pulling back to look in your eyes, watching the way your brain is fighting against the alcohol in your system.

“well, you did take me on this nice picnic…”

“mhm.”

“and we have been dating for over a year now.”

“yes.”

“so… i suppose we could.” you shove down any doubting voices in your head, letting the looseness of your inhibitions guide your actions as you lean forward to kiss rafe again.

“thank you baby.” rafe repeats his words between kisses, his weight shifting to his elbow as his other hand holds your waist, before moving up until it's cupping your breast.

“oh!” you gasp, surprised by how good it feels. rafe smiles, tugging at your dress until the material is below your bra, pushing your breasts up.

“what if someone sees?!” you hiss out. it's not likely someone would come by, but rafe doesn't want to ruin his chance to finally have you.

“okay.” he pulls your dress back up, settling for touching you over the material as he distracts you with soft kisses once again. “ill just push your dress up. that way if anyone comes by you can easily cover yourself up.”

“mhm.” you nod, eyes sliding shut, head fuzzy from the alcohol and now from the pleasure building in your system.

rafe reaches down to pull his cock out of his pants, leaving himself mostly covered as well. he begins to slowly stroke himself, already halfway hard just from the excitement.

“oh!” rafe hadn't even realize your eyes had opened up until your outburst.

“it's okay, baby.” rafe says. he's well aware this is your first time seeing his cock as he waits for you to form a reaction.

“i… i want to feel.” you reach down, cautious hand, still numb at the fingertips as you stroke over rafes length, eyes widening when you realize how hard it truly feels..

“can you… can you not look?” you ask shyly, hand still slowly moving as you speak. “at me.”

“baby, you know i find you beautiful. all of you… but if that's what you want, okay.”

“just… look away for a minute.” you wait for rafes gaze to turn to the meadow, watching the flowers sway in the breeze as he hears you shuffling around on the blanket to take your underwear off.

“okay.” you say.

rafe looks back to you, smile growing as he realizes you're laid back down once again, dress pushed up to your thighs, just enough to hide your privates.

“ill be nice and slow, okay? and you tell me if anything hurts.” rafe moves over you, waiting for you to nod before reaching down with one hand to grab his cock. he keeps your skirt as far down as he can while tucking his dick between your thighs. he moves until he bumps skin, letting out a breath when he realizes you are wet.

he rubs his cock through your folds, watching the way your face twists in pleasure, brows pulling together and mouth dropping open.

you let out a moan when rafe hits what he assumes is your clit. he focuses the head of his cock on it for a moment before sinking lower to your entrance.

rafe manages to keep his word, pushing in slowly. he may have been buttering you up for an entire year just to get in your pants, but now he wants more than just once, you're well and truly his, and he plans on exploring with you until you're transformed from innocent girlfriend into personal slut.

“oh! oh, rafe!” your hands move to grip his shoulders. “that… that feels really good!”

“doesn't hurt at all?” rafe can tell he's stretching you somewhat, but clearly by your rapid shaking of your head no, you're not feeling any pain.

“gonna f-make love to you now then.” he swings his hips back before pushing forward, and soon your moans are filling the meadow, being carried away by the wind as he thrusts into you.

“so, so good, rafey.” you cry out, back arching off the picnic blanket. rafe smiles. your first time, and you're already behaving like this. he's going to turn you into a whore sooner than he thought.

“fu-fudge!” you shout out, making rafe chuckle softly as you use your curse word substitute just like you prefer doing.

“you feel so good round me, baby.” rafe says, bending down to kiss your neck. “love the way you're squeezing me.”

“harder.” you whine out. rafes eyebrows raise, but he doesn't question your demand, pushing his hips faster, slamming into you more. your dress pushed up from all the motion to reveal rafes cock burying itself inside your pussy.

he lets out a moan as you grip onto the blanket, not caring about him being able to see you as you feel a high building inside of you.

“i think im close.” you say.

“cum for me baby. ill cum with you.” rafe says, bringing a hand down to your clit, your moans doubling as he rubs over it with his thumb.

your high hits you suddenly. it takes a perfect thrust from rafe a long with his thumb flicking over your clit and your wall breaks with a scream, hips rising off the checkered fabric as you cum, pussy clenching around rafe as he spills inside of you with a moan of his own.

you both collapse in a heap, faces flushed and chests rising and falling rapidly.

rafe pulls out of you carefully before flopping onto his back.

“that was really good, rafey.” you cuddle into his side, resting your head on his chest.

“thank you for trusting me enough to do that with me, baby.” he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“of course.” your eyes are on rafes cock, still halfway hard despite just cumming. you reach down, ghosting your fingers along his length before swirling your fingertip over the head then against his slit as rafes hips twitch from the overstimulation.

“do you think we can do that again? and then maybe when we get home? after you're good to drive, of course.” you look up at rafe with what he thought were big, innocent eyes, but he's quickly realizing you've got a different side just below the surface.

-- six months later --

“ugh, rafe!” you groan as he presses buttons on the controller, eyes firmly on the screen.

“promise baby, will be done in five minutes.” he says, barely glancing to you.

you're tired of being ignored as you pull off the only clothing you are wearing, a big t-shirt of rafes to cover yourself. rafe glances over, realizing you're now completely nude as his fingers freeze.

“i want to fuck. if you're not gonna help me, im gonna go help myself.” you shrug.

rafe tosses the controller onto the floor, a proud smile on his face. you've become just who he's always wanted you to be. “of course im gonna help you baby, come get on this dick.”

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rafecameroninterlude · 2 days

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rafe fingering you hard till your crying and begging him to stop but he won't until you squirt multiple times

warnings: fingering, squirting, slight overstimulation, crying, begging, rafe being a lil mean

“r-rafe, please,” you mewled, pushing your head against your boyfriend’s chest. “ah, fuck- listen to that, ‘you hear how fucking wet you are?” he groaned into your ear, his fingers thrusting into you at an unforgiving speed. “s’too much!” your hand wrapped around his wrist in a poor attempt to stop him. “if you do that one more time i’m not gonna stop until you’re crying.” your thighs closed around his hand, a whimper falling from your lips as you shook in his hold.

rafe cursed, pulling his digits out of your sopping cunt in order to force your legs open. “maybe next time you’ll remember to watch that fucking mouth of yours.” his fingers plunged inside of you once more, eliciting a moan from both of you. the way his digits were curling inside of you, paired with his thumb rubbing your clit, it wasn’t long before you were seeing stars, your soaked pussy fluttering around his fingers as you fell over the edge of pure euphoria.

rafe didn’t make any effort to slow his movements down, actually doing the opposite until the wet squelches of your cunt became too much for you to handle. “wait! i think i’m-” rafe covered your mouth, a smile forming on his lips as his hand muffled your scream. you felt the wet sensation before you saw the mess, your boyfriend trailing sloppy kisses in the curve of your neck. “shhh..” rafe finally started easing you through the after shocks of your orgasm, his hand coming to a stop.

you had tears running down your cheeks at this point, your chest rising and falling with each breath. “what was it that you said to topper again? ‘take me home since rafe doesn’t want to.’” he scoffed, moving from behind you and laying you on his pillows. “how do you think that sounds, hmm? how do you think i feel when i hear my girl asking my friend to take her home?” rafe hovered above you, his wet fingertips tracing shapes on your inner thighs.

you shook your head, cupping his face as he stared down at you with the darkest gaze you’ve ever seen. “i won’t do it again, i promise. ‘just wanted to leave the party already..” rafe nodded, everything you said going in one ear and out the other. “well you got what you wanted, now you have to take it.” without warning, he inserted his fingers again, making your body jolt at the sudden intrusion. “you’re gonna give me two more.” rafe felt his cock harden at your choked sob, your hysterics only turning him on even more.

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billwidoll · 3 days

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"do you like weird Rafe Cameron fanfics?"

ME:

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spideyhexx · 21 hours

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2 am thoughts with kit;

mdni

ex!rafe cameron who you mostly despise at this point, is a force to be reckoned with considering how he can sweet talk you back into his bed.

It’s concerning, you know that. It’s toxic, it’s bad, but you can never deny how good he fucks you. It’s hate being spewed at him while he’s balls deep, but at least you’re getting something out of it. You start to wonder if he likes how much you degrade him in bed now that he’s not your boyfriend. Telling him how much you hate him, how he’s an asshole, that you could never imagine dating him again, you’d tell him you’ve had good dick since him but he knows that one is a lie.

Rafe is under a slightly different mindset because you do piss him off, but he truly does miss you in his own twisted way. Even some of the softer things, he misses, and to him, the only way he can get even a lick of your attention is if he seduces you, or angers you enough to get you in his bed or in a bathroom.

It’s easy, he thinks. He has interest in how you’re doing, but he’s barely listening, too focused on your lips, your hands, your tits, all of you. His signature move of leaning close to you in a nonchalant way as if he wasn’t meaning to, that it was natural, always got to you. A hand to your lower back if he’s guiding you, even if it was only a couple steps you had to take. His voice is quieter, never as harsh as it can sometimes get.

Sometimes he’d feel like he’s coming off as desperate, and he is. But you don’t mind that. It makes it better when you pretend you’re not gonna give in to him and he gives you a pleading look only conveyed through his eyes while his jaw is tightened, fist clenched for a second before he calms himself, and once he’s waited enough in your eyes, you’re grabbing his hand and tugging him somewhere.

“I missed you,” he moans, right to your ear as he presses his cock into you. He’d say that almost every time and it gets you, hook, line and sinker.

Rafe is careful. He keeps his words calm, tame until he’s sure you’re completely gone and needy for him, then his thrusts get harder, his fingers digging into your skin, biting at your ear and your neck, making sure he leaves marks because he’d be angry with himself if he didn’t.

And his words turn filthier, “fuuuck you’re so damn tight. So wet, I make you this wet, huh?” Rafe lets out a combo of a growl and chuckle when you only whine in responses to him, “I know, baby, I know, don’t gotta say a word, I fucking know it.”

when the two of you finish, he’s always oddly caring, cleaning you up, getting you water if you needed it, but then he says shit like, “you wanna come to that new restaurant with me down by-“

“Shut it, Rafe,” you cut him off, getting your clothes on and leaving him be.

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ilyrafe · 1 day

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thinking about this again !!! and oh my god what if when r told rafe that she isn't able to fall asleep it's cause she's an insomniac, and even though rafe and r are just hooking up, rafe gets concerned hearing this, getting even more concerned when r tells she survives her entire day on just 3-4 hours of sleep, and rafe is like "nuh uh that ain't happening" (but ofc he doesn't actually say that LOL) he shows it by just pulling her into his embrace, and she's first confused as to why he's doing this but she gets used to it and oh my god, her head on his chest, his fingers threading through her hair, and bam she's out like a light and the next morning rafe let's her sleep as long as she wants and when she wakes up, rafe tells her she slept for over 8 hours and she's like "😨😨😨😨😨 I am physically capable of doing that???"

LMAO SORRY I GOT TOO EXCITED

oh my god your MIND!!!!!!

like, not even rafe knows why he cares so much, but he does and can't ignore it. he catches himself asking r (via text and calls) if she slept well and r is like, why do you care lol and he's like bc i want you to be healthy??? and rafe notices he only sleeps well when she stays the night so they kind of make an arrangement to sleep together (necessarily have sex but that also) and rafe starts to really understand that he feels comfortable around her and begins to trust her oh my god they start having nap dates!!!!!!!!

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rafeschicana · 7 hours

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- rafe loves spoiling his girls whenever he gets the chance 𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

“more gifts? whoa look baby” you gasp turning ari around in your arms. the living room filled with new baby toys, clothes, shoes, a new bouncer that was a pretty princess pink. “oh my god are those dior baby shoes?!” you faced rafe with tears in your eyes. “mhhm was able to grab the last pair” Ari was confused as to why her mama was crying. her constant suckling on the paci stopped as she snuggled into your neck providing you comfort.

you giggled dabbing under your eyes, as to not ruin your lashes. “mama’s okay ari girl” rafe coming behind you wrapping his arms around you. “You got the best daddy in the world” you whispered leaning your head back against rafe’s shoulder. “Gotta give the best to my girls always”

read more of this family here 🎀

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winterrrnight · 10 hours

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bsf!Rafe who for once gets jealous and annoyed, and it's reader's time to remind him he's still reader's favorite boy

I adore your mind anon 😭😭 jealousy is such a pretty color on rafe <3 this is fr my favourite pairing to write for at the moment so I’m literally always and forever willing to discuss thoughts on them!! <3

bsf!rafe who gets sad jealous when he sees some other guy flirt with you… <3 listen to babydoll by ari abdul, cause rafe calls reader babydoll hehe <3 cw: suggestive content (no actual smut): intimacy, tension and neck kissing, rafe gets jealous, minimal swearing, rafe calls reader babydoll once, reader is a no bullshit taking kind of person, alcohol consumption <3 for @chenslucy (I love love love you heaps anna 💚)

part of this little universe <3

you didn’t even mean to, it just happened.

he cornered you at the bar when all you wanted was to get some beer for you and rafe, and said things like he’s been looking at you since you came inside the party mansion, and thought you’re the prettiest person he’s ever laid his eyes on. you knew it’s all the alcohol in his system talking; he wasn’t even all up in your face yet you could smell the alcohol on his breath.

it took you quite some time to tear away from the conversation; after a lot of convincing from your side that you were not into him, even when he kept on flattering you more and more. you finally escaped the conversation, letting out a deep sigh as you hold two cups of beer in your hand, the next task being to find rafe in the huge crowds.

little did you know, you were under the microscopic vision of rafe. he was in a corner of the party, watching you with his hawk like eyes as the guy talked with you. he couldn’t hear a thing, but from what he saw from the distance, you were being flirted with, and he wasn’t sure you were trying to avoid him or were enjoying it.

he contemplated coming over to break the conversation off, but decided against it. he didn’t know why, but he decided to just watch it all play out, and to see how you react. but what was not helping was his burning jealousy. how can some other man talk to you that way, and even think of making you his?

with a lot of struggle, you found your way through the crowds and finally spotted rafe. you could see he’s slumped in a corner, a scowl on his face. “here you go,” you said, holding out his cup as you took a sip from your own cup. rafe didn’t even look at you, just took the cup from your hand and gulped down most of the beer in one go.

“geez calm down,” you said, furrowing your brows a bit as you watched him down his drink too quick. he still didn’t look at you, and only finished off the drink in another sip. he tossed the empty plastic cup somewhere aside on the floor, and you watched it roll off and get crunched under someone’s foot.

you looked back up to see rafe’s jaw tightened, the scowl had not left him and his eyes were narrow. he was looking anywhere but at you.

“what’s up with you?” you asked, taking a sip from your drink and peering at him from over the rim of the cup.

“nothin’,” he mumbled incoherently under his breath, still not making any sort of eye contact with you. his eyes roamed around the party almost nervously, as if examining each detail and fixing it in his mind.

you rolled your eyes at his answer. “that’s not gonna cut it, come on, out with it. what’s up?”

he grumbled something incoherently again, but this time, you were not having it at all. the lack of eye contact, the bare minimum words; you had enough.

you took hold of his wrist and practically dragged him out of the party mansion, maneuvering through the sweaty crowd of young adults. rafe got caught off guard at first, but didn’t fight and he followed your lead. you led him outside where it was much more quiet, the music a blur and maybe a person or two hanging out, but it was more or less quite silent. you both were right besides the pool, and you sat down, pulling him with you too.

“what’s wrong? speak up, now, because I’m not having that mumbling nonsense you’ve been doing,” you said, your voice a bit cold as you took a sip of your drink.

you could see rafe looking at the water in the pool, the reflections of the calm water dancing across his handsome face.

“jus’ didn’t like you flirting with that dude, ’s all,” he muttered.

you furrowed your brows at him, almost confused as to what he was referring to but catching up quickly. “I wasn’t flirting with him, he was flirting with me. and being quite forward about it too,”

“yeah but you were smiling and laughing, don’t think I didn’t catch that,” he muttered again, his gaze not leaving the pool water.

“cause I was tryna let him down easy! I didn’t want to come off extremely rude,” you said.

rafe didn’t say anything or looked up from the water. you let out a sigh at the sight and kept your cup aside, scooting closer to him.

“look at me rafe,” you mumbled, your breath dancing across his ear. he slowly turned his head, his blue eyes meeting yours under the reflections of the water; the reflections a subtle green due to the dark green tiles at the bottom of the pool.

“I don’t care about that random dude, at all,” you murmured. “I never would, okay? fuck, I didn’t even catch his name, and frankly, I’m not interested in knowing his name,”

you could see his eyes softening. the moonlight along with the green water reflections lightened his eyes to an electric blue instead of the warm blue you usually saw him with.

“yeah?” he whispered, his brain suddenly registering how close you were to him.

“mhm,” you hum, your hand coming up to rest at the side of his neck as you gently rubbed the skin with your thumb.

you could see rafe’s eyes fluttering when he felt you starting to apply some pressure at the side of his neck, almost as if the sensation was sparking the feeling of pleasure in his veins.

“why would I do that when… I’ve got you?” you whispered, your hand coming off his neck for a moment but quickly replaced by your lips, a gentle kiss delivered under the whites of the moon and the greens of the pool.

rafe let out a soft sigh at the feeling, his head involuntarily tilting back as his hands slipped around your shoulders, holding onto you for stability when your kisses became more repetitive, yet were slow and lingered on his skin for a moment each time.

“you’re my favorite boy, always and forever, and don’t you ever forget that yeah?” you whispered, your lips parting from his neck for a second before attaching themselves back again, the same slow speed carried by you.

you could feel rafe’s nails dig into your shoulders through the fabric of your clothing, and that only prompted you to kiss him even more.

as your lips trailed up to his ear to gently press behind the delicate skin of his ear, rafe’s lips parted to let out the softest gasp, his body only craving that sensation on every inch of his skin.

“oh…” he gasped softly, tightening his hold on your shoulders.

“oh babydoll...”

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I think bsf!rafe’s nickname for reader would totally be babydoll, might include that more in the rest of the fics for them :p ANYWAYS I love them so so much and I would love to have any requests you may have for them ahhhh

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rafesmuse · 2 months

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cockwarming w rafe but he gives in before reader does?

“just sit still, a’ight? don’t wanna get you all needy f’me right away.“ rafe winks at you, holding your hips firmly to prevent you from moving, seeing who can stay still the longest. you feel so fucking tight around him— the way you’re squeezing him could make him cum instantly, but his ego forces him to put on his best poker face while his blue eyes stare at you intensely.

“you talking to yourself, pretty boy?” you taunt, making him chuckle at your confidence, accepting the challenge as he sits relaxed with you on his lap, knowing he’s going to win regardless. his hands move from your hips to behind his head as he leans backwards with the cockiest smile on his face, gazing up at you.

“i can feel you dripping down my legs, princess, making a fucking mess everywhere, shit.” rafe chuckles before slapping your ass, determined to get you to move first.

“yeah? imagine how good it would feel to thrust up into me right now, im so fucking wet for you.” you whisper the last part as you move your head closer to his ear, causing goosebumps to form all over his body as he feels your hot breath on his skin. he groans as you place soft kisses all over his neck, lightly sucking on his skin, knowing exactly where his sensitive spots are.

“i can feel you so fucking deep inside of me, rafe.” you murmur as you slowly lick from his collarbone to his ear while letting out breathy moans. “don’t… don’t say shit like that.”

he’s so close— so close to pounding into you right there and then. he gradually starts to lose control, his hands moving back to your hips, gripping the skin so firmly that it’s going to leave bruises for days. you continue teasing him, leaving love bites all over his neck and collarbone before gripping his jaw and kissing him passionately, tongues fighting for dominance as he moans into your mouth.

“fuck it.” rafe snaps, forcefully pulling you from his lap and bending you over on the couch, your head pushed into the cushions as he slips back inside of you in one quick thrust and sets an unrelenting pace right away. “i… i win.” you manage to say in between thrusts as he pounds into you, the tip of his cock continuously hitting your cervix. “yeah? we’ll see who’s winning when you can’t fucking walk tomorrow.”

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gl1tteryzebra · 2 months

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Rafe + belly bulge size kink🤷‍♀️ maybe he pushes on her lower belly🫢

Idk haven't seen that with rafe

this has me 🫠🫠🫠

you'd suggested the new position to rafe after a friend spent the better half of an hour raving about how it had her seeing entire constellations in the span of a few minutes– and the blonde was more than willing to oblige.

it wasn't anything crazy, really; your lower back was hoisted off the bed by a stack of pillows, allowing rafe to reach depths you never knew existed.

his thrust were slow, measured, drawing breathy ah's from your mouth with each rocking motion. his plump lips were moving, asking you something, however your brain had turned to mush– his question struggling to bypass the dandelion fluff coating your ears. all you could focus on was the rhythmic squeak of your bed frame, the trail of heat left by his burning kisses, his fingers digging into the flesh of your waist...

and then everything stilled. there was a strange pressure on your lower abdomen, not unpleasant but foreign. the sensation sending prickles down your spine, your warm walls involuntarily clenching as your eyes shot open to be met with his darkening blue orbs.

"that got your attention, huh?"

"rafe...wha–" you could only let out a choked moan as he did it again, hissing through his teeth as you tightened around him.

"look," his ring clad fingers curled around your chin, forcing your gaze down. there– even with your cloudy mind –you saw it. below your bellybutton was a small lump protruding from the skin of your tummy. your eyes widened as he rolled forward as if to demonstrate, his cock visibly shifting within you. "you sure you can handle this dick, babe? looks like 'm 'bouta split you open."

he began to flick his hips forward again, lewdly tracing the outline over your stomach, entranced by the sight of your body's morphing into one. "ra–mmph!"

"fucked you so good you can't even think, that's cute, real cute," he pressed down again, and this time stars exploded behind your eyes, toes curling as mouth fell open in a state of shock– you never came that fast.

“fuck me." he groaned, continuing to shallowly fuck you through it as laboured breaths slowly returned to normal.

"gotta thank that friend of yours," you nodded your dazed head in agreement. "now lem'me get my fill."

sincerely ~ 🦓༝༚༝༚

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aemvnd · 24 hours

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PSA: just a fair warning to outer banks / rafe cameron writers:

this person followed me and is underage… i get minors wanting to read fanfiction, but can y'all please respect us writers when we say 'minors do not interact' or 'minors dni'. !!!

it genuinely makes me feel uncomfortable when minors follow me & read my works − so please, be respectful and read the rules on my blog that is linked in my navigation/navi before following or interacting with me, thank you. ♡

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kausstar · 2 months

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do u ever think..... that rafe would manhandle you if u try to run away from his cock bcuz it's too much 4 you? i caaaan't stop thinking abt dis :(( i jus wanna be dicked down by him sbaddd!!!

⟣ omg yes! he wouldn’t even hesitate to pull you back on him, he’s still soft about it though :((

“s’ too much!” you’ll pout, head smushed into the pillow. his full body weight on your back as his lips brushed against your ear. his heavy panting and light groans fanning your ear as he fucks you deep. your pussy was completely contradicting your words, it just squeezing him in tighter and leaking profusely. “no, no. you got this, baby. you can take it,” he whispers, thrust staying constant.

his encouraging words are enough to make your head go foggy and your throat let out whine. you wanna be good but the way his pink tip made constant contact with the spot that made your stomach tighten and eyes water— really was too much.

“can’t.” you whimper, lowering your hips onto the mattress further, trying to create some distance so he wouldn’t hit so deep inside and he notices— quickly. “come on. take it for me, ya?” his almost pleads with you, eyes low focused on how good you feel around him, intoxicated by you. he’s quick to loop his arm under you to grab just above your waist, your lower stomach, and lift your bottom half from the bed completely, pulling your ass flush against his hips.

the sudden movement making you yelp, his tip kissing that yummy spot just like before. “be good for me, ya? wanna give you everything.”

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rafeandonlyrafe · 3 months

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grumpy

words: 400

warnings: just rafe being grumpy and sleepy

you started spending every night in rafes bed very early on in your relationship. it wasn't just because you were both so wildly obsessed with each other's bodies, but also because rafe loved to hold you close while he slept, knowing his girl was safe in his arms, allowing him to actually rest.

therefore, you also learned early on that rafe was even grumpier than normal when he was tired.

“baby, just come to bed.” rafe grunted, sitting up underneath the covers as to not fall asleep yet, not until he has you next to him.

“im almost done.” you reply from the attached bathroom, applying your serum to your face, the second to last step in your skincare routine. rafe was usually patient, either waiting in bed or watching you carefully remove your makeup and cleanse.

“hurry up.” rafe complains, his voice whiney. “im tired.”

“go to sleep then silly.” you roll your eyes, using your nail to get moisturizer out of its tin before placing it on your face and carefully rubbing it in, always using upward motions.

you startle when you turn to enter the bedroom and rafe is standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a pout on his face. “you want me to sleep without you?”

“huh?” you question, placing your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently as his eyelids flutter, clearly struggling to keep them open.

“you said to fall asleep without you.” rafe says again. “i always sleep holding you.”

“i was going to lay down in like one minute, rafey. it wouldn't actually be without me.” you coo, getting on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips. “let's go to sleep, yeah?”

“that's what i was trying to do.” rafe says, but lets you lead him into the bedroom. you lay down, watching rafe get under the covers before flicking the light off.

“come here.” rafe says, opening up his arms as you scooch closer.

“it's so cute how grumpy you get when you are tired.” you hum, pressing a kiss to rafes cheek before lowering your head to his chest, wrapping your arm over his waist.

“shut up.” rafe grunts, further showing off his grumpiness. you simply roll your eyes, knowing he doesn’t mean the harsh words as you throw a leg over his hips to get comfortable.

“y/n?” rafe whispers after a moment of silence.

“what is it baby?”

“i love you.”

you smile, tightening your arm around his waist in a hug. “i love you too, even when you’re grumpy.”

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billwidoll · 2 days

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Pink-toned reds

"Two hours...two hours, you disappeared...didn't answer my messages, didn't call me back...do you think I'm some idiot SN?"

Rafe says, sitting on the chair in the bedroom, with his eyes fixed on a knife and you were at the door, ready to run, you knew what your boyfriend was capable of and you knew he was furious with everything.

"...Rafe...I...my cell phone was off" you said with a shaky, stuttering voice."

The room was completely dark, only a lamp on Rafe's side illuminated the room.

"Okay... you're lying to me and I know it, were you trying to get away from me? Be free of me for two hours Sn!?” Rafe speaks out shouting last.

And when he screams, you will try to turn the doorknob to get out and escape the room. Only Rafe jumps on you, and pulls his hair, with you falling back and staying on the ground.

"You're going to tell me exactly what you intended to do or what you did in two hours" Rafe says, grabbing your neck and pressing you to the ground.

You choke and try to speak. But Rafe was squeezing too hard, until he realized and stopped.

"I disappeared for two hours because I was getting a passport to leave" You say

Completely mechanical and crying, afraid Rafe would kill you there.

Rafe lets go of you, and looking at you.

"you wanted to leave me?..."

To be continued

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suncoved · 3 months

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WHAT THE BUZZ! — RAFE CAMERON (smut 18+, mdni.)

pairing; boyfriend!rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary: rafe returns home with a fresh new haircut, and you don't know whether to be mad... or turned on

warnings: smut 18+, mdni. fingering, oral.

it was a peaceful saturday afternoon in the outerbanks. the sun slowly setting over the horizon as it emitted a soft golden orange hue to the sky from your window.

you quickly flipped over the next page of your magazine, feeling the glossy pages between your fingertips.

you had to admit you really hadn't done much today. besides going out for lunch with your boyfriend before he dropped you off at your house because he was meeting up with his friend barry for the afternoon.

that gave you an ample amount of time to paint your toes a bright white and to change your bed sheets to your favourite cream set with little pink roses decorating the fabric.

now you were lying on your bed, clad in a matching pyjama and fluffy light pink socks, kicking your legs as you read a magazine filled with unnecessary celebrity gossip lying on your stomach.

rafe was due to be at yours any minute, hopefully arriving with his promise of ice cream for dinner.

you didn't make any attempt to move as you heard your front door lock click and the sound of heavy footsteps making their way towards your room.

you bit your lip in anticipation, hearing the sound of rafe making his way to the front of your open bedroom door and his body leaning up against the door frame.

you smiled and you rolled your body over, making your way to sit at the edge of your bed.

though, instead of your boyfriend standing at your door, there was a man. seemingly resembling your boyfriend.

the same clothes, the same bright smile, the same strong arms with veins running down to his hands, but with... a buzzcut??

"rafe! what did you do!" you jump up from your place on your bed, padding your feet over to your boyfriend. you reach your perfectly manicured hand up to his usually soft, golden mop of hair, only to feel spikiness under your fingers.

"what? don't like it baby?" he asked, painting a mocking pout on his face as he brought his hands to the sides on your waist. "no-no. i-i i like it, its just.. different" he sighed, standing back so you could get a better look at the man in front of you.

his bone structure could probably fit any haircut he had, this one being no exception. he was utterly beautiful.

and as much as you are going to mourn the loss of carding your fingers through his soft locks, you could get used to how this new haircut made him look. which was even hotter, in your humble opinion.

"b-but. how am i going to play with your hair?" he raised his brow at your phrasing of what he knew you meant was 'how am i going to tug on your hair as you're eating me out'

"hair grows, pretty girl. but you and i both know that you playing with my hair is not your only problem with this" rafe stated smirking, the cold metal of his ring making contact with the bottom on your thigh as he hoisted you up so your legs were straddling his waist.

you squealed at his movements, draping your hands over his shoulders and he carried you over to your bed, dropping you softly where your head hit the pillows.

"why didn't you tell me you were getting your haircut?" you asked, changing the subject as rafe planted kisses down your neck.

"barry did it, said it would be fun to see your reaction." he murmured, not lifting his head up from your neck. "you shaved your hair to get my reaction, rafe!" you scolded, playfully pushing his head away from you.

"kinda, and my hair kept getting in my eyes, disrupted me from eating my meals" he said nonchalantly as he swiftly pulled your red heart-decorated cream colored shorts down your soft legs.

"what do you mean?" you asked, staring down at him through your lashes as goosebumps appeared all over the skin of your thighs from his fleeting touches as he pulled your white lacy panties off slowly.

"you, baby." he states simply, running one slender finger through your wet folds. you hissed at his touch, lulling your head to the side as you rested on your plush bunny lying on your bed, discreetly turning it over so it was facing the covers and not witnessing your lewd acts.

he spread your thighs further apart, kneading the skin as he licked a long strip across your slit, making you jolt.

"it's ok baby" he said softly, grabbing your hand for you to have something to hold onto as he watched you grasp the air near his head, not feeling the normal soft locs you were used to due to his recent haircut.

he began to drape your legs over his shoulders, pushing them against your chest as you whimpered, looking at you sternly as he used his large biceps to keep you pinned down.

he bowed his head down, the sound of him spitting offensively making its way to your ears as he took his finger and spread his salvia all over your pussy.

he shushed condescendingly and he entered his first finger into you, watching closely as it disappeared in you. "good girl, you're doin' so good for me yea?"

you nodded quickly at his question, feeling him kiss your clit once before diving in and moving his tongue all around your pussy. he pumped his finger in and out and he collected all your juices, eating you out like a starved man.

"god i love this pussy, so good to me" rafe says to himself, pushing you down further as he pushes another finger into you, making you squirm.

the coil in the bottom of your tummy tightens, getting closer and closer to exploding as he keeps sucking on your clit. your legs shake over his shoulders, making him to chuckle against you, vibrations pulsating through you from his actions.

your eyes squeezed your eyes shut, bringing your hands up to his biceps and pushing your acrylics so hard into him they were sure to leave marks, but he didn't care.

"you gonna cum for me baby?" he asked looking up at you, his lips puffy and slick with your juices.

you bit your now chapped lips as you nodded eagerly, his fingers how speeding up inside of you.

"o-oh my god rafe" you moaned, trying to pull away from him subconsciously but his arms not letting you move an inch. "c'mon sweet girl, give it to me"

your eyes rolled back and you came, his fingers and tongue working you through your orgasm as you squealed, thankful your parents weren't home for the evening.

"so, so sweet. love the taste of this pussy" rafe sighed, not making a move to stop after you had came, causing fat tears to roll down your cheeks from overstimulation.

"how many more do you think you can give me ma?"

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mariespen · 3 months

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Hands Off ༉‧₊˚

overprotective!rafe cameron x fem!reader summary: rafe lets his girl go to a pogue party under one condition warnings: description on injury, description of fighting, mild descriptions of assault, swearing

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

“You’re funny, princess. Go take your jokes somewhere else.” Rafe said, rolling his eyes, obviously annoyed as he walked out of the kitchen.

“Rafe, come on..” You started to protest, drawing out the ’n’ and sounding a bit more whiny than you wanted to.

He sighed with irritation as he turned back around. He looked at you like you were absolutely out of your mind. You met his eyes with your own innocent look, trying everything you could to convince him to let you go.

The Pogues were throwing a party on their side of the island and of course, you were invited. Rafe already didn’t want you anywhere near them, so immediately you knew your biggest obstacle was going to be your short-tempered boyfriend. It didn’t help that he wouldn’t let you get a word in so you couldn’t even give the whole ‘convincing’ act a try.

“Baby, I said no.” He finished, walking fully out of the room and up the stairs with blatant frustration.

You walked behind him, trying to come up with a plan. You went into your shared bedroom blind, planning on saying whatever came out of our mouth first. He was already on the bed, scrolling through his phone mindlessly when you walked in.

“I’m going, Rafe.” You said sternly, quickly changing your body language to that you were standing up straight with your arms at your side, making every attempt to seem confident in what you were saying.

“No, you’re not.” He said with a laugh, looking at you like he was mocking you.

“Yes I am.” You bit back, walking to your closet to grab the outfit that you had already picked out for yourself.

He rolled his eyes from his place on the bed as you got changed, ready to turn you down again. You tried to keep your head up as you pulled on a skimpy bikini top and bottoms, covering your lower half with a detailed mesh skirt. You sighed, the colors complimenting your skin and everything hugging you perfectly. With your newfound confidence, you strolled out into the bedroom, going to start packing your purse as casually as you could muster. You felt his furious eyes on you when you walked out and you heard him sit up.

“You are not.” He said, standing up off the bed and moving to your side, grabbing your cheeks and turning your face to look at his, “Princess, you are not going to this party.” “Yes I am, Rafe.” You said, trying to keep your confidence as he towered over you.

“No, no you are not. You’re gonna stay in with me, a’ight?” He said, holding your hips and trying to pull you away from your bag.

“Rafe, yes I am,” You said, turning around to face him and putting your hands on your hips in frustration, “And you can either watch me go or go with me.” His eyes lit up and you instantly knew that you made the wrong choice of words.

“Y’know what? I think I’ll go with you.” He said with a smile, walking off to the closet just as you did before.

“No.. wait!” You called after him, walking into the closet as he picked out a more suitable outfit.

“No, no. I’m taking you up on your offer.” Rafe said casually, looking at you with a small, sly smile.

You watched him getting ready, seeing him change his shirt and button it as you stood there helplessly, trying to form a working thought. He finished, moving to kiss you at your place in the doorway. You kissed back, your mind clouding over even more as he took your hand and led you to the bedroom again.

“Ready?” He asked and you nodded in defeat, grabbing your purse off the bed.

He led you out, the house already darkening from the sunset. You slipped on a pair of sandals and he did too. Rafe kissed the top of your head before walking away for a minute, visibly grabbing a gun and shoving it into his waistband.

“Rafe, put it back.” You warned, trying to sound intimidating but he laughed you off, spinning you around and then opening the door for you.

“I said I was comin’.. may as well be prepared.” He said, winking at you.

You rolled your eyes, walking out to the car with your arms crossed. It was warm enough, but there was still a cold breeze at your shoulders and you shivered. You got in, Rafe doing the same not long after.

“Don’t look at me like that, princess.” He said, his eyes lingering on your frustrated face.

You turned away from him, sighing a bit for dramatics. You tried to stifle a laugh when he reached out, rubbing your shoulder awkwardly. You turned to meet his eyes and he greeted you with a smile, kissing you the moment you faced him. For the rest of the drive Rafe’s hand was resting on your thigh and your face was turned to the window, thoughts spinning in your head.

It took a few minutes, but you eventually got to the party. There was a good amount of people and Rafe looked at you from his place in the driver’s seat. You looked back and he immediately pulled you closer, kissing you and sloppily leaving marks on your neck.

“Rafe!” You said, pushing him off with a soft giggle as he marked you up.

“What? Js makin’ sure these pogues know you’re mine.” He said, going back to it and you squirmed a bit, finally getting him to let go.

The two of you walked to the part of the sandy beach that the party was being held at. You looked around, a little intimidated by the amount of people that your friends had managed to bring together. Rafe’s hand was on the small of your back, guiding you through the crowd.

You met eyes with Kiara and Sarah, feeling Rafe’s annoyance as he saw his sister there too. The two girls looked at you in shock, partly because you managed to come and the other part was left questioning why on earth you brought Rafe Cameron to a pogue party. You approached them haphazardly with a nervous smile while Rafe stayed by your side.

“Hi guys..” You said as Kie returned your nervous smile and Sarah eyed Rafe.

“What are you doing here?” Sarah spat at Rafe, rolling her eyes when he took a step in front of you.

“Protecting my girl, and you?” He asked with a scoff.

“Rafe c’mon.” You said, stepping out from behind him and talking to Kie.

“Why..” Kie started in a hushed tone, but you waved it off, walking away from Rafe to see John B and JJ.

JJ smiled at you, seeing you walking up with Kiara. Luckily Rafe was keeping a distance, finding some of his own friends to distract himself with.

“Hey, princess!” JJ said and your eyes widened at the nickname as he walked over to the two of you with drinks.

Apparently, Rafe wasn’t as far as you thought, because the moment those words left JJ’s mouth, you felt Rafe’s protective hand on your back yet again.

“JJ.” Rafe said, greeting him for you with a glare.

“Really?” JJ said, his shoulders slumping when he saw Rafe.

JJ looked at you for help and all you could do was shrug and walk up to him.

“Hi, JJ.” You said with a smile, grabbing the drink from him and taking a long sip.

You felt Rafe’s hand come to the cup as he brought it away from your lips and took a sip for himself. You rolled your eyes, taking it back and starting to walk with Kiara again. Rafe followed you and kept a close eye on the other people around you, making sure no one said anything about his girl.

The night went on and you talked with your friends, dancing and letting the alcohol warm you up. Rafe kept a soft hold on your body for most of the time, occasionally letting you dance and instead keeping himself busy by talking with some of his friends. It was pitch black outside and you were slowly getting tired, the original energy that you had was fading off. You went to find Rafe, surprised to see that he wasn’t at your shoulder. You spun around, looking for him and separating from your group.

You felt a pair of hands on your waist, sighing in relief and going to tell Rafe you wanted to go home.

“Baby can we-“ You stopped yourself, realizing that the man who was touching you wasn’t Rafe.

Immediately you shoved him off of you, trying to walk away. He grabbed your arm and panic coursed through your body as you felt his grip tighten.

“C’mon..” The man said, looking at you with drunken eyes, “You’re so pretty, let me see you.” You pulled against him, freeing yourself. You tried to walk away again, feeling anxiety bubbling in your chest. His hands returned to you, pulling your body into his. Tears started to well in your eyes and you closed your eyes, squirming and pushing yourself away.

You felt his hold on you become still and you opened your eyes just as Rafe pushed him fully off of you. Rafe yelled something that you couldn’t understand and gently pushed you to the side before the man stood back up, taking a swing at Rafe, who seemed unbothered as he flashed his gun and took a few swings himself.

You’ve always hated it when he fought, so you looked down at the sand and just listened quietly to the grunts and punches, the occasional cheering becoming more common as the crowd around you became bigger. Eventually you felt Kiara grab you, pulling you away while Sarah and John B pulled Rafe off of the bloody man beneath him.

Your panicked breathing caught back up to you as Kiara pulled you away from the crowd. Your heart dropped as you saw Rafe’s bloody face, hearing John B tell the two of you to leave before the police showed up.

“Are you okay?” Kie whispered to you and you nodded, hugging and thanking her before going to Rafe.

He grinned at you, wiping a bit of blood from his lip before kissing you. You kissed back before pulling away and leading him to the car, checking on him constantly.

“Are you okay, baby?” You asked, touching his busted lip and bloody nose with caution as you walked.

“M’fine.” Rafe said with a smile, holding you close to him, “are you okay, princess?” He asked, kissing the top of your head as he unlocked the car.

You slid into the passenger seat, nodding and trying to calm your breathing. He noticed, putting a hand on your thigh before beginning to drive off.

“You’re okay, a’ight? Told you I’d protect you.” He said, rubbing your skin with his thumb.

“Thank you.” You whispered, putting your hand over his.

“Anytime, yeah?” He said with a smile, “You’re mine, won’t let another man touch you, won’t let em’ hurt you.”

You held his arm to your body through the drive, burying your face in his body the best that you could. He eventually calmed you down as you pulled up to the house. He got out quickly, opening the door for you and helping you out.

You made him sit at the kitchen island, getting out the heavily packed first-aid kit that his family kept in the kitchen. He sat still as you wiped the blood from his lips and the drops that hit his chin. He put his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him and looking up at you with glossy eyes as you wiped the blood from his nose, bandaging the small cuts that scattered his face. His hands wandered from your hips to your back and then down to your ass, grinning up at you as you finished placing the last band-aid on his eyebrow.

“My pretty lady..” He said, kissing you with his swollen lips.

You giggled, kissing back before pulling away, “C’mon tough guy, let’s get to bed.”

He got up, letting you take him upstairs and scattering your neck with dark hickeys the moment you closed the door. You tried to stifle a giggle, eventually pushing his head away and getting changed out of your skimpy outfit. He did the same, getting into bed after you.

“I love you, baby.” You said, letting him hold you close as your hands found their way to his hair.

“Love you too, princess,” He said, kissing your cheek and relaxing into your soft touch, “I always protect what’s mine, yeah?”

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