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rafeandonlyrafe · 11 days
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warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex (but reader is on birth control), friends to lovers, college!au (briefly), kind of nerdy reader but like more studious, partying, drinking
“seriously, y/n. anything. id pay-shit, id do anything. please.”
the final word out of rafes mouth is finally what breaks you as you slump against your seat. “fine!”
“thank you, thank you.” rafe says, hand gripping yours.
“you know how much extra work i have already rafe.” you whine. it's your fault truly for being an overachiever in college. everyone knows getting paired with you means you immediately take over all the work, having to do double or triple what the other students deal with.
“and that's why ill do anything for you. tell me whatever you want.” rafe pulls his wallet out, thinking you'd ask for money.
in your twelve years of being friends, you've never really shown an interest in money, especially when your parents have enough to send you to the best university, just like the cameron family.
“i don't want your money, rafe.” you roll your eyes. “you just… you just owe me, okay? ill figure it out later, i need to get to work on your assignment now.”
thankfully it's just an essay for a subject you already know a decent bit about, and you don't want to make it too good to make people suspicious of rafe submitting work clearly not done by him, but at the same time you want to save him from failing the class.
“thank you.” rafe says again. “you're actually the coolest girl here.”
you roll your eyes. if only rafe actually saw you that way. he's turned out to be a great friend, especially now that you're away from the outer banks, but he's still the life of every party, the guy all the girls look to. 
it's lead to some uncomfortable moments of trying to figure out if the new friends you were making were just using you to get close to him. 
you realized long before college that rafe didn't see you like other girls. you were his friend first, and a girl his age second. he never once tried to hit on you, even though you desperately wished things would change when you both decided on the same college.
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“you know, i still owe you.” rafe says, setting a glass of lemonade down in front of you. “never would have passed that class without your essay.”
you smile, taking a sip. “oh, i haven't forgotten.”
you're home for the summer, back in the outer banks with no stress of classes, able to truly relax and unwind.
“seriously, ask for anything, anytime.” rafe says, taking a sip of his beer, the bottle already dripping with condensation.
“ten million dollars?” you smile and tilt your head to the side, making rafe roll his eyes before laughing.
you've only grown closer to rafe since coming home. you thought he'd be excited to see his friends who stayed on the island, but hes more interested in hanging out with you now that you're not busy.
“you're coming to the party this saturday right?” rafe asks. “topper told you about it?”
“yup.” you nod. “he texted me.”
“oh…” rafe hums, suddenly feeling a bite of jealousy he didn't expect. 
“wanna help me pick out a dress to wear?” you ask rafe. you have girl friends that you could talk to, but honestly, the more time you spend with rafe, the more open he becomes, and the less you want to see anyone else.
“absolutely.” 
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rafe admires his choice as you bring back a drink for him, having just emptied your own glass. 
“here ya go.” you hand him the glass of whiskey before setting your drink down on the table in front of you. you tuck the skirt under your bum as you sit down. of course rafe had to go for the smallest and tightest dress you own, claiming he just really liked the color.
“you're the best.” rafe smiles at you, a soft, slightly drunk, twinkle in his eye.
“yeah, yeah, yeah.” you roll your eyes, tipping your feet to the side to get some weight off your heels. it's been too long since you've worn anything other than sneakers and crocs.
“seriously.” rafe moves his chin to his knuckles, elbow resting on the side of the couch. “you helped me with my essay and so much more when we were at college and you're not even sick of me and telling me to fuck off now that we're back home.”
“id never tell you to fuck off.” you shake your head, taking a large sip of your drink, feeling it immediately add to your buzz.
“we should dance.” you suggest, looking at the crowd of bodies all twisting together in time with the music.
“is that you using the iou?” rafe asks.
you stand up, looking down at rafe. “i need to use an iou to have you dance with me?”
“nope.” rafe stands suddenly, making you aware of how close you are, chests practically touching, mouths hovering not far apart.
you hesitate, just as rafe seems to freeze, before you both move in, rafes lips smashing against yours as you kiss wildly, hands not shy despite all the people around as rafes large palms squeeze your ass, while yours dive underneath his shirt, feeling his muscles.
“fuck, upstairs.” you gasp, rafes lips moving to allow you to catch your breath, but only to kissing your jaw.
rafe doesn't speak, simply lifts you up and allows you to wrap your legs around his waist. you don't care that your dress bunches up and makes your underwear clearly visible to everyone passing by, now when your lips are on rafes neck while he carries you.
as he bounds up the stairs, moving as quickly as he can, you take a moment to suck a hickey into his tanned skin. no way you're going to let this moment go without claiming him for yourself.
rafe pushes into a random guest bedroom. the bed is stripped down to just a sheet, but it'll do as he locks the door behind him, hands fumbling briefly at the doorknob before securing it.
rafe lays you back on the bed, glad to have his lips reconnect with yours as you begin to kiss again, both completely unencumbered by what the kiss means with the alcohol flowing through your bodies.
rafe held himself back for so long, not wanting to ruin his friendship, that he has to force himself to not go wild and immediately tear your dress off.
“baby-” rafe gasps out. 
“if you want to stop, im using my iou to get you to fuck me.” 
“no.” rafe laughs and shakes his head. “save it for when we are arguing over where to eat or what we want to name our future child. im going to fuck you.”
you feel your cheeks flare up, clearly rafe is thinking of this as the start of a relationship, not just a one time hookup, and you couldn't be more happy and relieved.
“fuck me then.” it's all you need to say to get rafe moving again, hands pawing at your dress as you work it off your body, leaving you in nothing but a strapless bra and a tiny thong you put on hoping rafe would see it.
you pull at rafes shirt, a pout on your lips, asking him to take it off without using words.
rafe is quick to oblige you, tossing his shirt somewhere in the room as your lips reconnect, rafes hands gripping at your chest while you feel the muscles along his arms and shoulders.
“i-i need you so bad. i don't have a condom though.” rafe would go down to the party half naked begging for one if you really wanted him to.
“it's okay, im on birth control.” you take rafes hand and press it to your arm, allowing him to feel your implant. “and im clean.”
rafe nods, a smile breaking out on his face just at the thought of getting to have you bare. “im clean too.”
“what are you waiting for then?”
rafe is quick to finish undressing you, practically drooling when he sees your tits, teased so long by only getting to see them underneath sweaters and tshirts, teased by sneaking peeks while you were busy studying or deep in thought.
he takes a moment to press a kiss to each of your nipples, watching them bloom underneath the touch, but he will have all the time in the world to focus on them later as he moves to undressing himself, pushing his shorts and underwear down in one quick movement.
“oh.” your eyes widen when you see rafes cock for the first time.
“ill be gentle.” rafe says, pulling your thong down your thighs. “promise.”
“okay.” you nod, allowing yourself to relax as you rest against against the bed, feeling the way rafe positions himself until your eyes blink open and see his face hovering above yours.
“what?” you ask, suddenly feeling shy as you blush.
“nothing. you're just beautiful.” rafe bends down to kiss you at the same moment his cock presses against your entrance, his lips keeping you distracted from tensing up as he slowly pushes in, being as gentle as he possibly can with his length until he's seated fully inside of you.
“you're so-” rafe gasps out. “warm and wet.”
“of course im wet.” you giggle. “wanted this for so long.”
“wish i would have stopped trying to be the perfect friend and just did this earlier.” rafe shakes his head with a slight laugh. “you- you feel amazing.”
“you can move.” you nod to rafe.
he keeps his movements slow and steady, watching your face as he does, fully focused on just your pleasure.
“faster, it's okay.” you tell rafe, hands gripping his shoulders as he begins to move, hips swinging in faster, meeting yours in a loud slap until it's clear to everyone outside of the room exactly what is happening.
your moans grow as well until you're making constant noises, drowned out past the door by the music pumping through the speakers. rafe swears the way you sound right now is better than any other song.
he drops a hand to your pussy, shifting his weight onto one elbow as his thumb finds your clit, rubbing over it as he learns what you like, watching the way your face twists and contorts in pleasure.
“gonna-gonna cum.” you warn.
“im close too.” rafe says. he could have cum the moment he pushes inside you, but he's been waiting for you to be ready to release, wanting to meet your highs at the same time.
“inside me, rafe.” you don't want him to pull out, you want to feel what it's like to have him release inside of you.
he nods rapidly, breathing deeply as he focuses on your clit, ignoring the swelling of his cock until your head tips back and pussy tightens, and then he crumbles.
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you never end up using your iou. not when you go back to college and you rope him into helping you study late at night. 
not even when planning your wedding where rafe jokes about you using it to have your first dance song be to taylor swift, but he concedes and agrees without you needing to use it.
not when you're raising your child together and you want to dress your daughter up in a pink bunny costume for easter, while rafe wants her in a more traditional dress.
you never need to use it when you want rafe to kiss you, to hold you, to make love to you, because that's exactly what he wants to be doing anyways.
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— OUTER BANKS, SEASON THREE.
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Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun
Outer Banks x Teen Wolf PT.1
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"Mom I'm not moving to the Outer Banks."
"Yes, you are. You and Scott will both be killed if you stay in Beacon Hills."
A week later, you stood before your cousin Kies's house as your uncle carried your bags to your room. You moved to Outer Banks and Scott moved out of Beacon Hills but is still in California. You and Kiara didn't see each other much, only on holidays, but you two kept in touch, texting almost every day considering you were the only girls in the family close to age.
"So why'd your mom ship you off to Outer Banks?" Kie asked sitting on your bed as you started to unpack your clothes. "Financial problems." You shrugged, this was the lie your mom decided to come up with knowing she couldn't tell the truth about why you were moving. "Well I'm super happy you're here! I'll help you unpack so I can give you a tour of the island." Kie hung up your clothes as you organized everything on your dresser and hung up photos.
"Where'd Scott move to?" She asked looking at the photographs of you, your mom, and Scott. "He moved more towards the North of California, he's working as a vet with his old boss." You threw on your shoes since a majority of unpacking was done. "Alright, I'm taking you out to a party put something sexy on." She winked closing the door before you could object so you picked out a cute sexy outfit opening the door to show Kiara which she approved of. You did your makeup quickly then lightly curled your hair making them look like beach waves. "You look hot let's go." She grabbed your arm you slipping your shoes on quickly then following her outside where a van with a bunch of people was waiting.
"Ready to meet the Pogues?" She smiled at you as you left the house and started walking. "The Pogues?" "You'll see." She chuckles opening the van door the smell of marijuana immediately filling your nose. "That would be because of JJ," Kiara mentioned gesturing to a blonde boy with black sunglasses upside of his face with a joint in his mouth. "I'm only okay with it if he passes me one." "I like you." JJ pointed handing you to the joint to which you took a medium size hit. You passed it back to JJ not wanting to keep it for long and you blew the smoke into the corner of the van trying to be respectful.
"John B is the one driving, Sarah in the passenger seat, Pope, Cleo, and JJ."
"Where'd you move here from?" Pope asked smacking JJ in the head for blowing the smoke in his face and you giggled. "I'm from California." You answered playing with the rings on your fingers, one of them a little silver wolf ring(the one you played with the most.) "What brought you all the way out over here?" "Family things." You shrugged to which they didn't ask any more questions. "Watch out for the Kooks. They're wild." JJ jokingly warned as you guys stepped out of the van.
"How do I know who is who?"
"You'll know a kook when you see one." He smiled leading the way into the party Kiara taking you to the kitchen mixing you both a fruity drink. You noticed a blonde that kept stealing glances at you and you started to blush when you noticed how hot he was. "So tell me about you and JJ. You two were close in the van." You wiggled your eyebrows at her knowing about her crush on him. "We've kissed a few times, and maybe fooled around." She giggled swirling her drink around and you nudged her arm with your elbow.
"How about you huh? Any guy in your life?" You glanced to your side at the blonde to catch him staring at you and you shook your head no. "Used to be but uh not anymore." The thought of your ex-boyfriend Isaac dying in your arms flooded your mind but you decided to drink the memory away. "I will be back soon, I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Kie yelled over the music and you nodded making yourself another drink. You walked over to the Pogues sitting on the log next to Sarah.
You still felt the boy's gaze on you but you decided to ignore it and get to know the group better. They were telling you stories of their adventures and how they are trying to find gold from the Royal Merchant. "What about you? Any adventures in Beacon Hills?" John B asked making you bite the inside of your cheek. "No not really. Beacon Hills is kinda quiet." You lied looking around the party and mentally cheering when seeing Kiara walking over. Your lifesaver.
After a few more hours at the party, Sarah thankfully suggested it was time to go and everyone agreed. You all headed to John Bs house getting a look at the cut. "Welcome to the Cut and the Chateau." John B smiled getting out of the van and standing in front of his house with his arms open. JJ lit a fire, and you all sat around, playing 20 questions. Sooner or later you passed out on the hammock you were swinging on, Kiara throwing a blanket over you and heading to sleep herself.
The next morning you woke up to see the gang hanging on the porch of the Chateau and you decided to join them taking a seat next to Cleo. "The next morning you woke up to see the gang hanging on the porch of the Chateau and you decided to join them taking a seat next to Cleo. "Hey John B do you mind if I borrow a bike to ride back to Kies house?" You asked looking at the two old-looking bikes and not wanting to bother him for a ride home. "Yeah, you're good go for it, do you want a ride back?" He asked kindly. "Oh no it's okay, I need the exercise anyway." You laughed.
"I'm gonna stay here," Kie informed you and you nodded and smiled not expecting her to ditch her normal routine just because you were here. "You're more than welcomed back later." John B invited. "Thank you, I will definitely take you up on that. It was nice meeting you all!" You waved as everyone said bye and you got on the bike to start your ride home. You were enjoying the warm breeze on your skin looking down at your phone to pick out a song. You arrived home dressing in a pink workout set. You put on your sneakers putting your hair up grabbing your headphones and going for a run.
After about thirty minutes you stopped by The Wreck to grab a smoothie smiling at your aunt and uncle as you walked in. "Hey sweetie, what can I get ya?" Your aunt asked as you went up to the bar. "Just a strawberry banana smoothie please." You tried to pay for the smoothie but she refused and you thanked her heading to a table outside to enjoy the warmth. "This seat taken?" You heard a deep voice ask and you looked up to see the guy who was staring at you from the party. He was hot as hell and it intimidated you a bit but you didn't let it show. "Nope, all yours." You smiled. "I haven't seen you around here, did you just move?" The stranger asked taking a sip of his beer.
"Yeah moved here yesterday." You took in his appearance and you could tell he was definitely a kook. "My names Rafe. Rafe Cameron." "Y/N. Y/N McCall." You giggled and Rafe smiled thinking it was the cutest thing in the world. You guys talked until he said he had to go to meet his friends for golf. You guys exchanged numbers making a plan to hang out that night. "Rafe Cameron huh?" Your aunt raised her eyebrows at you sitting in the seat he previously occupied. "You know him?" "Everyone knows him. He's the kook king." "Well, I got myself a date with the kook king."
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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
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“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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warnings: 18+ only!, smut, face sitting, p in v sex, unprotected sex, fluff, vacation, proposal, bratty!reader for the first bit lol
you walk over to the boys, already in a bad mood from having to redo your makeup as it kept looking patchy.
you step between the couches, interrupting their conversation as you stop in front of rafe. you place your hand out, looking down at your boyfriend.
“card.” it's not a request, not a question.
“what's wrong baby?” rafe coos, causing kelce to snicker at his pout.
“give me your credit card. im going to buy myself a birthday gift on your dime since you didn't get me anything.” you say, lowering your hand more to get your point across.
“baby, i told you it just got delayed. it will be here friday, i promise.” rafe takes your hand in his, pressing a kiss to your palm. he used to care about showing affection in front of his friends, but not anymore, his focus always solely on you whenever you're in view.
“yeah right.” you roll your eyes. “you forgot. come on, card.”
rafe reaches into his wallet with a sigh. he truly does have plans for your birthday, it just landed on an awkward day of the week for celebrations.
he places the credit card into your hand, watching you turn on your heel without another word.
“dude, just tell her you're taking her to the maldives.” kelce says, topper nodding in agreement.
“that would ruin the point of the surprise.” rafe rolls his eyes. “what, do you also want me to tell her that i bought a diamond ring and that im going to propose to her there?”
“well, guess you'll just have to deal with her being mad at you.” topper shrugs.
“it's alright, i think it's kinda hot.” rafe adjusts his pants not so subtly.
“ew, dude!” topper looks away suddenly while kelce makes a gagging motion.
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“wake up, princess.” rafe presses kisses along the bridge of your nose until your eyes flutter open. you look happy for a split second before remembering rafe didn't get you anything for your birthday, a frown spreading across your features.
“baby.” rafe coos out, pressing a kiss to your still lips. he's planning to tell you later today so you have time to pack before the flight tomorrow evening, but rafe can't help himself, wanting to get inside of you while you're still pissed at him.
“fuck off, cameron.” you roll over, intending to get more sleep when you feel rafe push himself against you, his morning wood evident in his pants.
“come on baby, i told you ive got a really good gift for tomorrow. don't be mad.” rafe presses kisses to your shoulder, tugging the strap of your pajama shirt down to give him access to more skin.
you hate your traitorous pussy as it floods with wetness. you flip over suddenly, pushing rafe onto his back.
“you're gonna eat me out then im gonna ride you. i don't wanna hear you complain.” you say sternly. it has been a couple days since you slept with rafe on your birthday morning, happy and glowing as he gently thrusted inside of you, muttering how beautiful you are and how much he loves you.
“take those shorts off.” rafe just smirks, watching as you quickly disrobe before crawling on top of rafe. you usually would kiss him, but you bypass his lips to place your cunt down on his face, knees on either side of his head.
rafe grabs your hips, not even giving you a moment to adjust before he pulls you down onto his awaiting mouth.
you let out a moan and reach forward to grip the headboard as rafes tongue snakes through your folds before lapping at your clit.
you press yourself further down onto his face, a mess of juice and spit covering his chin and nose, but rafe couldn't care less, loving the way you take effortless control as your hips rock back and forth.
rafe pushes his tongue into your cunt, feeling the way your walls clench around him. you let out a moan as his nose bumps against your clit as he begins to thrust his tongue in and out. 
as much as you'd like to cum all over his face, you want rafes cock inside of you.
you turn suddenly, crawling down his body with your ass to his face as you pull his pajama pants down to reveal his cock, standing straight up and ready for you.
you position yourself over top, not caring when rafe whines out.
“turn around baby, i wanna see your face.”
you roll your eyes despite him not being able to see, sinking yourself down on his length with a moan.
your hips begin to buck, only focusing on your orgasm as you rub your pussy with the hand not on rafes thigh for support.
you blame having gone without an orgasm for a few days for how quickly you can feel your high building, but clearly rafe isn't far behind as his hips begin to thrust up into you.
his hands reach out to grip your ass as it bounces in front of him, the plush flesh too tempting not to touch.
you let out a growl, pushing yourself to move faster up and down on his cock until your high suddenly breeches and you fall forward into the mattress between his legs with a moan.
rafe moves quickly to his knees, pushing his cock deep inside of you as he cums as well, flooding your pussy.
“im gonna take a shower.” you say, kneeling back up as you look back at rafe. usually you love to allow him to keep his cock buried inside of you after you both cum, but not when you're mad at him.
“alright.” rafe says, sighing when you move away and his cock slips free as you climb off the bed, legs clearly tired from fucking. “just don't take too long, you have to pack.”
your footsteps stop. “pack for what?”
“im taking you to the maldives tomorrow. happy birthday.” the words barely leave rafes mouth before you're turning and jumping back onto the bed, kissing him between mumbles of thank you and how much you love him.
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“i can't believe i was such a bitch to you and you had this planned the whole time.” you pout, burying your head further into rafes bare chest, rubbing your face against him as a cat trying to mark their scent would.
“baby, it's okay.” rafe coos out, not brave enough to say that he liked it. he likes you like this even more, glowing and happy.
“i love you.” you coo out, looking out onto the ocean, keeping your ear against his chest to hear his heartbeat, your favorite sound in the world.
“i love you too baby.” rafe runs his hand over your back, up until it meets the string of your bikini, then back down until his hands hits your bottoms, then occasionally over that to squeeze your ass. “i know i took you out for a birthday dinner back in the outer banks, but would you allow me to take you out again tonight?”
you pout, nodding quickly. “of course.” you pick your head up to press a kiss to rafes lips.
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“how did you like the food?” rafe asks. there's really no point in questioning it, your moans every time you took a bite and asking for seconds told him everything.
“so good… can we go back there again tomorrow?” you squeeze rafes hand that's entangled with your own as you walk down the moonlit beach.
“anything you want. this trip is for you.” rafe says, hoping you can't tell that his palm is sweaty as you get closer to the spot he chose, just having to round a bushel of trees to see the lights.
he didn't expect to feel nervous, but with every step his worry builds. what if you say no? rafe knows it's ridiculous, but the small nagging voice in the back of his head is growing louder every minute.
“oh my gosh!” you squeal out as you see the string lights set up on the beach, over wooden slats placed on top of the sand for an even surface. “it's so cute!”
rafe smiles gently, glad he chose a cool color for the twinkling lights to match the moonlight. you change your path to walk around it, but rafe pulls you closer.
“rafe-” you begin to say that you probably shouldn't go onto random peoples set ups on the beach, but he just looks at you with a comforting gaze that would make you go along with anything, trusting him implicitly.
it doesn't hit you until you're under the lights. the realization suddenly sinks in as you look at rafe. he nods gently, like he knows the thoughts running through your mind.
rafe sinks to one knee, confirming your suspicion. he reaches into his pocket and delivers a beautiful speech before showing you the gleaming ring, a speech you are both bound to forget in your excitement and nerves.
“will you marry me?”
“yes!” you don't even wait for rafe to stand up, launching yourself to the ground with him as your arms fly around his shoulders. you managed to hold in tears until this point as you cry into his shoulder.
rafe holds you close, allowing you to feel every emotion in his steady arms.
“come on baby, let's make sure the ring fits.” rafe helps you stand easily before he pulls the ring out of the box, managing to snap it closed when you flung yourself on him so it didn't get lost in the sand.
you hold your hand out, a fresh batch of tears coming as rafe slides the ring onto your finger, hoping the photographers hidden in the treeline got good shots.
“oh my god, we are gonna get married!” you squeal out as it hits you all over again.
“you're gonna be my wife.” rafe smiles as he pulls you in for a kiss.
“im gonna get to call you husband.” tears flood in your eyes as you kiss him again, again, and again.
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Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun(2)
Outer Banks x Teen Wolf PT.2
WARNINGS: Fighting scars, , R@pe talk.
*This isn't going to follow the Teen Wolf movie plot exactly because I wanna get right to the point in some areas. For the sake of the story pretend Dereks loft was in the middle of the woods :)*
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It's been about five years since you left Beacon Hills and you and Rafe have been together for those five years. Your life has been quiet thank god, not having to deal with the supernatural for years. You've of course talked to Scott, your mom, and some of the others on occasion. No one in Outer Banks knows your secret but they're definitely starting to be suspicious of some of the scars on your body, wounds that your super healing couldn't fully heal. The group including Rafe also noticed your eyes glowing when you got insanely pissed at a guy one night. Rafe was always the one to comment on the scars that ran across your back.
It was after a 10-hour shift at The Wreck and you had been sleeping over Rafes for the past couple of days so you headed over after work hopping in his shower. You knew he would be home soon after a long day at the course. You were letting the water cascade down your body and you heard the door open knowing it was Rafe. "Hey ba-" His sentence was cut short when seeing the laceration scars across your back. "What are these?" Rafe whispered running his finger across them.
"I don't want to talk about it. Bad memories." You whispered back leaning back into him his arms wrapping around your waist kissing your shoulder. "Okay, baby. I'm all ears if you ever wanna talk." He reassured smiling against my neck and running his hands over my stomach. "You wouldn't understand Rafe. Very few can understand." He didn't know what to say knowing that if you said he wouldn't understand you meant it and he didn't want to push it. He didn't let him stop from wondering what happened to you. He wasn't stupid he knew they were whip lacerations and the thought of that happening to you made him sick. He would probably have a heart attack if he found out everything.
You were at Rafes end of summer party and everyone was wasted out of their minds. You were drunk as hell due to the wolfs-bane in your drink. During the summer you made friends with a girl at your job and you became very good friends and you guys knew each other's secrets (most of them.) One thing you knew is that she had a restraining order against her r@pist. You were standing in the kitchen sipping on your mixed drink looking around the party. Your eyes landed on the drunken girl and the same guy she told you about. You slammed your drink down marching over and pushing him away from her.
"Get the fuck away from her." Your voice was stern and hard glaring at him. "It's fine, she's my girlfriend." He tried making your face turn in disgust and your glare turning even harsher. "I'll call the cops right fucking now." He put his hands up in defense a smile on his ugly ass face knowing I knew. "I'm innocent, the bitch is just fucking crazy." You cocked your head to the side your tongue poking your cheek. "What the fuck did you just say? I'm gonna give you a chance to walk away." He crossed his arms thinking he would win just because he was bigger than me. I could fucking kill him in a second if I wanted to.
When he realized I wasn't to back down he scoffed turning to walk away. "It's not r@pe if she liked it." He said under his breath and you grabbed his shoulder turning him around and punching him right in the middle of his face. A whole circle formed around you guys including Kie, Rafe, JJ, Pope, and so on and so forth. You threw multiple punches at him your face stone cold as the pogues and Rafe were watching in shock and terror. They've never seen you angry and this went from 0 to 100 real quick. Since they were all relatively in front of you they all could've sworn they saw your eyes glow red. They never said anything they just blamed it on the strobe lights.
You were sleeping in Rafes' bed on your side of the bed the same dream occurring the past few months. It was Allison well a form of Allison and she was in distress screaming for help and it's all that would happen before the dream ended. This time she seemed so real, the screams sounded real and you were there with her trying to save her but she kept getting farther away. "Allison! Allison! Allison!" You chanted in your dream. Rafe woke up to you screaming a name in fear and hyperventilating in your sleep. "Baby! Y/N! Y/N!" He shook you until you woke up and your eyes shot open tears rolling down your face as you were sweating and your chest heaving.
"You're safe baby. You're okay I'm here." He moved the blankets off of you to cool you down and turned his fan on sitting in front of you on the bed. "Are you okay love?" He rubbed his hands up and down your arms as you nodded even though you weren't. "Can I ask something?" He knew not to ask about your past but it was worth a shot. "Of course." You whispered grabbing the water from the nightstand. "Who's Allison?" You took a gulp of your water slowly putting the cap back on deciding on whether to say anything or not.
"Uh, she was my best friend. My brother's first love. She died for me. She pushed me out of the way. We couldn't save her." You whispered closing your eyes as you relived one of the worst nights of your life. "I'm so sorry baby. But that's not your fault, she loved you and you can't blame yourself for not being able to save her." He tried to reassure. The thing was you would've been able to save her but she wasn't in pain, you can't take away pain if there's none. "Goodnight baby." You kissed him laying back down with Rafe wrapping his arms around you from behind. When you woke up you informed Rafe that you were going to go back home(new home) for a few days to clear your mind.
You were chilling in your room watching tv when all of a sudden you got a text from Liam only saying 'We got a problem.' You sat up in bed abruptly. You called Liam chewing your lip. "What kind of fucking problem?" You immediately asked when he picked up the phone. "I'm good Y/N, how are you." You laughed at his sassiness pinching the bridge of your nose. "Yeah, I'm great Dunbar. What is the problem?" "Uh, the Nogistune escaped. Onis are back. You know same old same old." You knew he was nervous and you gulped hard. "How'd he escape?" "A hooded figure freed him. I don't know who it is." "Okay, I'll be back in Beacon Hills as soon as possible." You hung up calling Scott immediately after.
"Liam text you?" He immediately asked. "Yeah with no explanation at all." You laughed as did he agreeing Liam did the same thing to him. "Dunbar hasn't changed. So are you going back to Beacon Hills?" "I don't think I have a choice, Scott. I'm packing now and I'll be back home the first chance I get. It's going to come back after us and we'll get killed if we don't fight." The conversation continued as you grabbed your bag and keys leaving the house and heading to the airport texting your aunt and uncle saying you were going back home for a few. Kie hid behind the bathroom door so she wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on your conversation. Kiara heard you leave the house but you were already long gone. Kie rushed out of the house heading to the Chateau texting Sarah to have Rafe head there too.
"Guys! Guys!" She yelled sprinting up to the porch and flinging the door open. "You good Kie?" JJ asked standing up and heading over to her and she shook her head. "It's Y/N, she's going back home and she was on the phone with her brother talking about how something is after them and they might get killed." She rushed out in one breath and everyone was confused telling her to slow down. "What the fuck do you mean she'll get killed?" Rafe asked standing up and running his hands over his buzzcut. "I don't know Rafe! All I heard was that if they don't fight they get killed! It's all I heard!" The whole group started stressing and worrying sitting down and putting their heads in their hands.
"Okay well, the only option is to go to Beacon Hills after her," Cleo said with a shrug acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Alright, let's go." JJ piped up not about to sit around while his friend is in danger. "How the hell are we going to get there?" Pope asked the reasonable question. Rafe and Sarah looked at each other smirking. "Ward's private jet." They all went their separate ways packing and Sarah was of course able to get Ward to give her the plane. They all met up at the plane and loaded their things before starting their journey to California.
You had arrived at Beacon Hills four hours later texting Scott saying he was back at home and that Mom was at work. You entered the house, and Scott instantly wrapped you in his arms. "I've missed you." You whispered into his shoulder hugging him tightly. "I've missed you too." You felt him smile against your head. You guys pulled away and you saw Argent, Lydia, and Derek standing in the kitchen. You hugged all of them then all sat around discovering that you, Scott, Lydia, and Argent have been having the same nightmare/vision about Allison.
"We gotta save Allison," Scott said and you all agreed and found the ritual that you all had to do to help her. You, Scott, Lydia, and Malia made your way into the forest during the night heading to the Nemeton to perform the ritual to break her free. You guys started walking away when nothing started to happen but as you started walking you heard the tree start crackling and when you turned around the stump was glowing and soon enough a naked Allison was laying on the tree stump unconscious. You rushed her to the hospital, your mom getting her into a room.
When Allison woke up she snuck out of her room and you all split up to try and find her but she kicked your asses each time someone got a hold of her. She left the hospital while you and Scott ran into Argent and Deacon. You all looked at each other and ran after Allison but she was already gone. "She didn't recognize me," Argent said and Scott agreed. "She was expecting me to say my last name was.." "Hale." Scott and Argent said at the same time. "We need to find Derek." You said looking at Scott and both of you got in his truck using your senses to find him.
"We need to find Derek. Now." You and Scott were able to track him to the high school to see Liam and Hikari standing over Derek ready to fight Allison who was holding her crossbow but ran.
"Go after her, I got Derek." You said heading over to him ripping off a part of your shirt to place on his neck trying to slow and stop the blood. "Eli- find Eli." Derek choked out and you looked up at Liam. "Find him." You told Liam and him and his girlfriend ran off leaving you with Derek. "Stop talking. I got you." You were able to drag him to the car but as soon as you got him in arrows were shot into the tires. You turned around to see Allison walking towards you her crossbow raised at you.
You put your hands up in defense not wanting to have to fight Allison. The Pogues and Rafe tracked your location to the high school and hid in the bushes when seeing you exit the building but to their surprise, you weren't alone. "What the fuck?" Kie gasped when seeing you were carrying someone who was missing a piece of their throat. They watched as you loaded the mystery man into a truck and as a brunette shot the tires and was stalking toward you. "I just want Derek Hale," Allison stated holding her crossbow at your head and you shook your head. "You're not getting him." "Looks like I'll just have to kill you for him."
You knew if Derek didn't get help soon his chance of surviving was low. Allison shot an arrow at you and you caught it throwing it on the ground. She throws her crossbow on the ground grabs her knives and runs toward you swinging at you but you duck and dodge every swing she took at you trying not to fight her. Sheriff Stilinski pulled up and you yelled at him to get Derek in the back of the cop car and take him to the old loft. "Why does that look exactly like Allison?" Sheriff yelled as he and Mason dragged Derek out of the truck and you kept Allison away. "Because it is Allison!" Sheriff's mouth dropped but he knew he didn't have time to talk to you about it at the moment.
Rafe's mouth dropped when hearing you say that because just two days ago you told him that Allison was dead. That she died for you and here he was witnessing you fighting her. Allison cut your knee making you fall and she was about to stab you until Scott ran over and tackled her. "Go with Derek. I got this." You nodded climbing into the car and speeding off. The Pogues left when you left and found a little motel to stay at for the time being. "Okay, so there's a lot to unpack from what we just saw." John B said and everyone nodded never being so confused in their lives.
"T-That girl is supposed to be dead," Rafe said sitting on the bed and running his hands over his buzzcut. "How do you know?" JJ looked at him suspiciously. "The other night Y/N had a nightmare and was screaming 'Allison' in her sleep. When I woke her up she said Allison was her best friend and that she died for Y/N. She pushed Y/N out of the way of something and she got killed." "Well, she looked pretty alive to me," Cleo said making Rafe roll his eyes, he didn't know how that girl was alive but he knew she was supposed to be dead.
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