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peavhyshy · 5 months

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𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 (oneshot)

Pairing: Sarah Cameron x Reader

Summary: In which you and Sarah share a secret kiss while hanging out alone in your room, complicating both of your relationships with John B.

Warnings: sarah cheats on john b with reader, explicit language, fluff, smut, secret relationship, friends to lovers, this set after ward blew himself up, emotional hurt/comfort, fluff, fingering, oral sex, grinding/tribbing, nipple play

Words: 2,617

a/n: guys is it bad to sleep with your best friend when your boyfriend is being a douche and didn't comfort you after you watched your dad die? but seriously there needs to be more sarah fics on here, y'all sleeping on her

((not proofread because i'm lazy and rereading stuff I write makes me cringe for some reason))

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The sun had just set over OBX, casting an orange glow across the sandy beaches. Inside the your families beach house, Sarah lay sprawled across your bed, half-watching some cheesy rom-com on the little TV in your room.

"Ugh, I can't watch this anymore," Sarah groaned, grabbing the remote and flicking through channels aimlessly. She was grateful for you trying to cheer her up after the traumatic events of the past few days, but she just wasn't in the mood for happy endings right now.

You glanced over from where you sat braiding friendship bracelets on the floor. "Yeah, I'm not really feeling it either," you said with a sympathetic smile. You tied off the bracelet and scooted up onto the bed next to Sarah.

Sarah clicked off the TV and flopped back onto the pile of pillows with a dramatic sigh. "I just keep replaying it all in my head, you know? Like maybe if I had done something differently…" Her voice trailed off as she stared up at the ceiling fan swirling above you guys.

You reached over and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "It's not your fault, Sarah. There's nothing you could have done."

Sarah turned her head to look at you, her brown eyes glistening. In the soft glow of the bedside lamp, You looked so beautiful and comforting that Sarah suddenly felt the urge to kiss you. Before she could talk herself out of it, she leaned in and pressed her lips to yours.

Your eyes went wide in surprise before slowly closing as you kissed Sarah back tentatively. After a few seconds, you broke apart, blushing wildly.

"Um, wow," you breathed, biting your lip. "So that just happened."

Sarah let out a nervous laugh. "Yeah, sorry, I guess I'm just feeling extra emotional and impulsive tonight. I've always thought you were really pretty though." She grinned sheepishly.

You laughed and playfully hit Sarah with a pillow. "Oh so that's how it is, huh? Taking advantage of me in my own bedroom?"

Sarah dramatically flipped her hair. "I mean, can you blame me? Have you seen this hair?"

You both dissolved into giggles, the tension instantly broken. No matter what else was going on in your lives, you always had each other. And maybe this was the beginning of something more.

“What about John B?” you asked, putting the bracelet on Sarah’s hand.

Sarah sighed, twisting the new bracelet around her wrist. "John B…I don't know. He's been so caught up in everything with his dad and the gold, it's like he doesn't even see me anymore. I miss how things used to be between us."

She looked up at you. "But then there's this…" she gestured between you guys. "This connection we have. I've never felt this way about another girl before."

You nodded, a worried crease forming between your brows. "I know what you mean. I care about John B, but I also care about you." you bit your lip. "Maybe we should keep this between us for now? At least until we figure things out.”

Sarah considered it for a moment then nodded slowly. “Yeah, you’re probably right. No need to complicate things even more.” She linked her pinky with yours. “This can be our little secret.”

You smiled, hooking your pinky with Sarah’s. “Our secret,” you repeated.

Sarah leaned in conspiratorially. “So should we pick up where we left off before we were so rudely interrupted by your question?” you teased.

You giggled and closed the distance once more, your lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss.

Sarah lifts your shirt over your head, exposing your bare chest. She runs her hands up your sides, caressing your soft skin as she kisses down your neck. You let out a soft gasp, tangling your fingers in Sarah's blonde hair.

"Sarah…" you breathe out, your heart pounding as Sarah's hands continue to explore your body. You feel a growing heat between your legs, this new intimacy with Sarah awakening desires you never knew you had. Sarah kisses lower, trailing her lips down your collarbone, then takes a hard nipple into her mouth. You moan, arching your back off the bed at the sensation.

Sarah lifts her head to look into your eyes, her own darkened with lust. She reaches behind you to unclasp your bra, then tosses it aside. Sarah sits back on her knees to admire your naked form, a smirk playing on her kiss-swollen lips.

"You're so fucking beautiful," she says throatily before leaning down to capture your lips once more. As your tongues meet, Sarah reaches down to undo the button on your shorts, her hand slipping beneath the waistband. You gasp into Sarah's mouth at the intimate touch, your hips bucking involuntarily. You never felt more alive than in this moment with Sarah, every nerve-ending tingling with anticipation.

Sarah's fingers dip lower, finding slick heat that makes you cry out. She strokes slowly at first, learning what makes you whimper and moan.

As Sarah's fingers work between your legs, you feel pleasure building within your core. Your breathing comes faster, soft moans escaping with each circular stroke of Sarah's fingers over your slick, swollen clit. Your hips rock uncontrollably, pushing yourself against Sarah's hand as your arousal grows.

Sarah watches your face, taking in every flutter of your eyelids, every gasp and whimper. She slides two fingers lower, teasing your entrance before pushing them inside. You cry out at the penetration, panting Sarah's name over and over. Sarah thrusts her fingers slowly at first, then faster as your inner walls clench tight around them.

The coil of tension in your belly winds tighter and tighter until suddenly it snaps, your orgasm crashing over you in waves of euphoria. Your back arches off the bed, a string of curses and Sarah's name on your lips as you come undone.

Sarah pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, her own bright with exhilaration and desire. She runs her fingers through your tousled hair and grins, trailing her hand down your body. She slips her fingers beneath the waistband of your shorts again, raising an eyebrow in question.

You bit your lip and nodded, lifting your hips so Sarah can slide your shorts and underwear off. Sarah tosses them aside, then settles between your parted thighs, kissing a path up your inner leg. You shiver in anticipation, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch. When Sarah's mouth finally finds your pussy, you gasp, your head falling back against the pillows.

Sarah hums in satisfaction at your reaction, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure through you. She uses her tongue to explore your slick folds, quickly finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that makes you cry out and clutch at the sheets. Sarah focuses her attention there, alternating between broad laps of her tongue and tight circles around your clit.

Your soon panting and writhing beneath her. "Oh god, Sarah…feels so good…" you moan. The coil of tension winds tight once more until you shatter again with a sharp cry, your thighs clamping around Sarah's head as you come. Sarah works you through it with soft licks, not stopping until you go limp with satisfaction.

Your moans fill the room as straddles you and slips off her underwear, your bodies coming together in a tantalizing display of desire. The slickness of your wetness creates friction that sends shivers of pleasure through both of you. Sarah's core radiates heat, igniting a fire within you that can't be quenched.

Your hands greedily explore Sarah's sides, eager to feel every inch of her. You grab onto Sarah's ass, pulling her closer, urging her to grind harder against your throbbing clit. Sarah leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you both breathless. Your tongues dance and entwine, a passionate tango of desire. The taste of your shared arousal fill your mouths, fueling your hunger for each other.

Your hips move in perfect harmony, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge. Sarah's grinding against your clit, your clits rubbing together in a rhythm that drives you both wild. The wetness between your legs acts as a lubricant, allowing your movements to become even more intense, more intimate.

You arch your back, offering your breasts to Sarah's hungry mouth. Sarah eagerly takes the invitation, capturing a nipple between her lips, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. The sensation shoots electric sparks of pleasure straight to your core.

With one final, powerful thrust, Sarah's body shudders with pleasure. She cries out, her climax washing over her in a wave of bliss that crashes through her entire being. Her walls clench around nothing but the air, her core pulsating with every release.

Your own release follows closely behind, your body convulsing in waves of pleasure. The intense sensations ripple through you, causing you to grip onto Sarah tightly, your bodies pressed together in an intimate embrace. You both ride out the waves of your orgasms together, matching each other's moans and gasps.

When you finally break apart your both are flushed and beaming. Sarah's fingers gently stroke your face as you kiss languidly, softly.

"Was that okay?" Sarah asks after a moment, suddenly shy.

You smile, pulling Sarah down for another lingering kiss. "More than okay," you assure her. Sarah grins, nuzzling into your neck.

Sarah smiles contentedly and lays her head on on your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat as it returns to normal. She feels a sense of peace and belonging that she hasn't felt in a long time. Here with you, away from the chaos and tragedy of the outside world, Sarah can simply be. No expectations, no pretending - just two souls connecting on the most intimate level.

Sarah traces lazy circles on your bare stomach as you lay entwined. She thinks about how rapidly her feelings have shifted - from seeing you only as a friend, to suddenly being unable to resist her. It feels natural though, not scary or confusing like her past crushes on boys. With you it just feels…right.

Eventually your lips find each other again, the kisses growing heated once more. You roll yourselves over so you're the one on top, straddling Sarah's hips. You look down at Sarah with hungry eyes as you slowly grind against her. Sarah gasps at the delicious friction, gripping your hips.

"Now it's my turn," you say in a low voice that sends a jolt of arousal straight between Sarah's legs. You reach down and tugs at the hem of Sarah's shirt. "Take this off."

Sarah complies, pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it aside. You make quick work of her bra too until Sarah is laid bare before her. Your admiring gaze roams over Sarah's body, making her shiver with anticipation, you capture one of Sarah's nipples between your lips.

Sarah cries out, arching up into your warm mouth. As you lavishes attention on her breasts, Sarah is reduced to a writhing, moaning mess beneath your ministrations. This is even better than she imagined as she lets you take full control.

You kiss your way down Sarah's trembling body until your mouth replaces your fingers between Sarah's legs. Sarah closes her eyes, crying out your name as a slick tongue explores her slick folds. She reaches down to tangle her fingers in your hair, urgent moans spilling from her lips.

"Y/N, I'm close…" she pants out. The coil of tension winding tighter and tighter within her finally snaps as she comes undone under your tongue.

You take Sarah into your arms. You exchange soft, languid kisses as Sarah catches her breath.

"Wow…" is all Sarah can say, still reeling.

You grin, kissing the tip of her nose. "I'd say we're pretty good at this secret relationship thing so far."

Sarah laughs. "I'd say so too. But we should probably keep practicing, just to be sure." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

You smirk, pulling Sarah in for another deep kiss. "I like the way you think."

Your lips meet again, both of you giddy with the exciting newness of exploring each other. For now, you’re content to stay lost in your little bubble of bliss, putting your troubles aside for a stolen moment of passion and release.

Sarah sighs contentedly, her body still tingling from her intimacy with you. She strokes your hair softly as you lie tangled together on the bed.

After a few peaceful moments, Sarah props herself up on one elbow to look down at you. "Not that I want this to end, but won't your parents be back soon?" she asks.

You glance at the clock on your nightstand and grimaces. "Yeah, probably. As much as I'd love to keep going…" You trail a hand suggestively down Sarah's side.

Sarah shivers at your touch. "Later," she promises with a grin. She gives you one last lingering kiss before reluctantly climbing off the bed to gather her scattered clothes.

As Sarah gets dressed, you sit up and wrap the blanket around yourself. You watch Sarah wistfully, not quite ready to burst this intimate bubble you’ve created. But the approaching sound of a boat motor outside makes the decision for you.

"Coming?" Sarah asks from the bedroom doorway, now fully dressed. Her cheeks are still flushed, lips swollen from kisses.

You sigh. "Yeah, be right there." As Sarah disappears down the hall, you take a moment to collect yourself. You press her fingers to your lips, Sarah's taste still lingering. Your heart flutters thinking about what just transpired between you too.

With a giddy smile, you get up to get dressed. You rejoin Sarah in the living room just as the front door opens and your parents walk in, loaded down with gear from their fishing trip. If they notice your matching blushes and shy glances, they don't say anything.

"Are you staying for dinner, Sarah?" your mom asks as she heads for the kitchen. "I'll throw some fish on the grill."

Sarah catches your eye, an impish look on her face. "I'd love to," she says sweetly. Under the table, she squeezes your hand, your secret.

The you too sat close together on the worn couch in your living room after dinner, shoulders touching. Your parents had retreated outside to the back deck, giving you some privacy. Sarah turned to you, looking into your eyes. She still couldn't believe what had transpired between you too earlier that evening.

"So…that happened," Sarah said with a small smile, cheeks flushing pink.

You nodded, biting your lip. You reached over and gave Sarah's hand a gentle squeeze. "It did. And as crazy as it sounds, it felt…right."

Sarah let out a soft laugh, interlacing your fingers. "I know, I feel the same way! I mean, I never expected this, but being with you just feels so natural."

She glanced down bashfully. "I know things with John B are complicated right now. But he's been pulling away, and you've been there for me. You make me feel safe and happy even during the worst moments."

You lifted Sarah's hand to your lips, kissing it softly. "You deserve to feel safe and happy, Sarah. I'll always be here for you, no matter what happens with John B. And if this-" you gestured between you too "-is something you want to explore, I'm open to it."

Sarah's heart swelled with affection. She leaned in and captured your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss.

"Then let's explore," she murmured against your mouth. You smiled into the kiss, twining your arms around Sarah's neck to pull her closer.

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bumblesimagines · 4 months

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this doesn't mean anything.

- Sarah Cameron

this doesn't mean anything.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

Got carried away with this one

In the world of the Outer Banks, Kooks were seen as untouchable. They were the stuck-up, spoiled, privileged kids who could do, say, or buy anything they wanted as long as they had daddy or mommy's credit card in their back pocket. They puffed out their chests, turned up their nose, and spat venom just because they knew they could. Their parents would flock and point fingers if any harm came to them, demanding Sherriff Peterkin and Deputy Shoupe do something about the 'dirty Pogues targeting their poor babies' as if Peterkin and Shoupe could do anything more than let them off with a warning or a brief night in a cell.

While they were utterly pathetic and useless, (Y/N) found them incredibly amusing. Nothing was better than watching the smugness get knocked right out of a Kook. Tears would immediately spring in their eyes and their perfect skin would stain with purple and red coloring that'd stay no matter how many ice packs they put to it. The Kooks that talked the biggest game were often the ones that squealed first in fights. Their scratchy, obnoxious voices would plead for mercy, shouting empty promises of staying away and never bothering them again. Rafe Cameron was the only one who could handle a little pain, but even then, the boy was as boring as watching paint dry. One look from his daddy dearest and he went away with his tail tucked between his legs.

His sister, as (Y/N) came to learn, was a lot more fun.

"Remember the rules, guys. No hardcore drugs, don't get blackout drunk, and don't start anything without me." (Y/N) called out after his younger brother and his group of friends. He was certain the nerd would keep them out of trouble, as he always did when they hung out, but a reminder never hurt anybody. The four of them scampered further down the beach, kicking up sand in their wake and disappearing amongst the other teenagers. They weren't much younger than him, only a year or two below him in school, but they were as annoying as children and attracted trouble wherever they went.

Fishing his cigarette pack out of his jacket pocket and sticking one between his lips, he allowed his gaze to drift over the party-goers present. Pogues, Kooks, and a few tourists who appeared wildly out of place with their big sun hats blocking half their vision. He recognized Rafe and his posse of coked-up boys lingering near the water and Barry making use of eager Kooks and their heavy pockets. His attention dropped down to his lighter and he grunted when it refused to light for longer than a second.

"Maybe it's a sign you should quit." A feathery voice piped up behind him and he turned around to find the treasured princess of Figure Eight.

Everyone knew Sarah Cameron. She was the beloved daughter of Ward Cameron, the pride and joy of Figure Eight, and the most envied and desired girl in Kildare. Everyone tripped over themselves trying to be in her good graces, trying to get a taste of the Cameron wealth and status. Ever since she entered high school, he'd heard all about her numerous relationships. She lept from boy to boy and left a trail of broken, jealous hearts in her path. Her most recent boy toy had been Topper Thornton, the son of the renowned Doctor Thornton and grandson of Judge Holden. JJ had left enough bruises on him for (Y/N) to know him well. (Y/N) thought they looked more like siblings than lovers.

"Nobody ever taught you not to talk to strangers, princess?"

"I would hardly call you a stranger." She said and lifted the mai tai in hand up to her pink-colored lips. Her eyes twinkled with the setting sun, lightening the deep shade of brown. "Everyone knows the Maybanks."

"And nobody likes them. You might have to forfeit your Kook card if you get caught talking to me, Miss Cameron." He cooed teasingly and she smiled despite herself, rolling her pretty eyes and brushing her hair away from her face when the wind gently tousled it. His eyes drifted down to the dark knee-length sundress she wore decorated in orange and yellow flowers. It looked better than what most of the girls from the Cut wore to fancy events.

"I don't care about my Kook card, (Y/N). I think this whole... Pogue vs Kook thing is so stupid. We're all living on the same island. Why should we be giving each other shit for where we were born?"

"I'm sure you'll be a just and fair ruler, princess." His words made her roll her eyes again and she laughed quietly into her can. Even her drink of choice screamed rich. Everyone else stuck to cheap beer or half-filled bottles they stole from the kitchen cabinet when their parents weren't home. Sarah twirled a piece of her hair around her finger, glancing away from him and toward her friends. They hadn't noticed her yet and for a moment, (Y/N) expected her to call out to them and walk away. But she looked back at him with a familiar coy smile.

"Wanna talk somewhere more... private?"

He wondered how annoyed John B would be when he learned he'd taken Figure Eight's princess back to his place. It'd been closer than the Maybank residence and had less chance of a drunken and drugged Luke staggering through the front door ready to ruin (Y/N)'s night. Kiara would certainly throw a tantrum about him sleeping with her ex-best friend and if Kiara got upset, Pope would quickly follow in defense of his crush. Annoying little shits but they made JJ happy and that was enough for (Y/N) to tolerate their shenanigans.

Tugging up his pants and zipping them back up, he gazed at the dozing Kook. Her long blonde hair had been sprawled out over the dark pillowcase and she'd buried half her face in the pillow, her parted lips forming a small spot of drool. As content and comfortable as she looked, he needed her back home before she chose to overstay her welcome under false assumptions.

"Hey, princess." (Y/N) reached down to move some strands of hair away from her face and shook her shoulder. She whined quietly and squeezed her eyes before rolling fully onto her stomach and burying her face further in the pillow defiantly. "You need to get going before Ward calls the cops 'cause his precious girl didn't come home."

Tiredly lifting her head, she squinted at him through the sunlight. "Are you worried about Ward or worried about what your friends will say?"

"My friends won't give a shit about me taking the Kook princess's virginity, sweets." Her face reddened considerably and he smirked. "My brother's friends might get pissed if they see a Kook on our turf. And I don't want problems with Carrera. She makes good food."

Sarah finally sat up and raked her fingers through her hair to detangle the knots as she searched the floor for her belongings. Her eyes finally settled on her underwear and she pursed her lips, the tips of her ears turning a soft red. "You ripped them." She murmured and her fingers began to toy with the ends of her hair.

"You didn't complain when I did it." (Y/N) scooped the sundress up from the floor and tossed it in her direction, arms folding over his chest while he watched her get dressed and rise from the bed. She awkwardly tugged at the dress and retrieved her torn underwear from the floor before shoving it into her purse and turning to face him.

"So-"

"I can drop you off at Word for Word. It's the closest store to Figure Eight so one of your little friends should be able to pick you up. I'd drive you home but I've got work and Barry will kill me if I'm late again." (Y/N) explained quickly and slipped his shirt back on, snatching his keys from the nightstand and jerking his head toward the door when Sarah remained rooted in her spot.

"That's it? You're just going to... ditch me in the middle of nowhere?" She stared at him in a mixture of surprise and irritation, and (Y/N) sighed, preparing the speech he often found himself telling those who couldn't catch a hint. He was a Maybank, for Christ's sake. Nothing about the men in his family screamed commitment. His father could hardly hold down a job and JJ was as much of a playboy as the next guy.

"Sarah, baby, this doesn't mean anything. I'm sorry if your feelings are hurt but I asked if you were sure and offered to drive you back like five times last night. If you wanted your first time to be with your soulmate, you should've let me know and I would've taken you back to your boyfriend. Now, unless you want to get into a screaming match with Kiara, I suggest you start figuring out who's taking you the rest of the way."

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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A Little Selfish

Warnings: cursing, smut, tit play, nipple play, slight mommy kink

Pairings: Sarah Cameron x Female Reader

Summary: In which Sarah is a little selfish with Y/N.

Kinktober Day 09 - Tit Play

"Come on baby, please?" Sarah asked with a smile. "I- Sarah-" Before you could finish your sentence, she cut you off. "Come on. You were away on your trip for two weeks. I missed you. And I also missed your pretty tits." She said with a smirk. You just chuckled a little and shook your head. "Can I please just see them? Come on, it'll be fun for both of us." Sarah said with a grin.

You chuckled and finally gave in to your girlfriends pleas. "Alright, alright. Fine, you win." You said with a laugh. She giggled and clapped her hands excitedly. Sarah got you onto the bed before pulling off your shirt and your lacey bralette. Once your breasts were on display for her, she was smiling from ear to ear.

"Well? Are you just going to sit there and stare or are you going to do something?" You asked with a smile as you bit your lip. She grinned before she began to gentle massage your breasts. You bit your lip a little more and let her do so. She massaged your tits for a few more minutes before she finally leaned down and gently licked your right nipple making you gasp.

"Mm.. you like that, baby?" She asked with a smirk. You nodded quickly when she asked you that. "Baby, use your words." She smiled sweetly. "Yeah, I like it.." You whimpered. Sarah smirked and did it once more making you sigh in pleasure. She smiled and did it a few more times but to your left nipple.

Once she finished licking and kissing all over your bare breasts and nipples she leaned down and began to suck on your right nipple, drawing the hardened bud into her mouth. You gasped and arched your back slightly before whimpering as she did so. Sarah continued to suck on your hardened nipple and then without warning she gently bit down on your sensitive bud making you gasp. She grinned when she saw your reaction and switched over to your left nipple.

You moaned out and put your hands through Sarah's hair and bit your lip. She drew your hardened bud into her mouth as she sucked on it, being a little rough as she did so. You whimpered and you could feel your arousal pooling between your legs. The way she was sucking on your hardened buds was making you need her even more. You so desperately needed her to go lower.

She sucked on your left nipple for a few more minutes before she finally pulled her mouth away from your hardened nipple before looking up at you with a devilish smirk before biting her lip. "Fuck baby, now that I got to have your tits, I think I need more." She said with a giggle. "Please.." You whimpered. She smirked and sat up on her knees. "Oh yeah? What do you want, princess?" She asked. "More.." You whimpered pathetically. "More of what, sweetheart?" She asked.

You whined before gently grabbing her hand, leading it down to your soaking cunt. Your pussy was so wet that you could already feel your arosul through your panties. Sarah grinned when she felt the wet spot on your lacey panties. "Fuck, you're already so fucking wet for me, baby." She said with a smirk. You nodded, looking up at her innocently. "You want mommy to play with your pretty pussy?" Sarah asked with a devilish smirk. "Yes.. please.." You nodded. "Your wish is my command." Sarah said as she winked at you.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year

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My Idiot

Sarah Cameron x GN!Reader

Summary: You were the definition of a himbo, and Sarah loved you for it.

Warnings: just fluff, R being loveably dumb

Word Count: 630

A/N: Just a little blurb for my bae, Sarah Cameron.

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When Sarah first laid eyes on you, she knew she was in love. You were smoking a blunt with JJ, before you got up on a rock and announced that you were going to do a backflip. Kiara talked you down, but she later found out that you could actually do a flip, just not in your incapacitated state. You were the definition of a himbo, and alongside JJ, the two of you committed many stupid acts that never failed to make Sarah fall for you more.

The first date you went on, you didn’t know what kind of flowers she liked so you went out and picked 10 different kinds, including two varieties of weeds that you thought looked pretty. She thought you were adorable, and she kissed you at the end of the date.

Now, you had been dating for almost a year, and Sarah couldn’t be happier. She wasn’t used to being in a relationship for so long, but you made her feel so comfortable and open that she never even considered hiding her fears and trust issues from you. She wanted to spend as much time with you as possible, which was how she ended up in confusion on the phone with you.

“You’re doing what?!” She hears you grunt through the phone, as you are clearly exerting yourself on the other end. “I’m playing baseball with a golf club. Wanna swing by? Ha! Didn’t mean to make a pun.” Sarah begins to pace, confused by you as per usual. “How are you talking to me if you’re playing baseball?” She hears you make contact with what she assumes is a baseball. “I’m wearing my earbuds. So, you gonna come?” Sarah sighs before hopping into her car and driving towards where she knows you’re going to be.

When she pulls up, she sees JJ sitting on top of a fence, and true to your word, there you are swinging a golf club at baseballs getting fired out of a pitching machine. JJ called out to her, yelling, “Hey, Sarah! Over here!” His exclamation and your girlfriend's arrival distracted you long enough for a baseball to be launched at you, making it so that when you turned to wave at Sarah, it made solid contact with your back.

The impact causes you to stumble forward, exclaiming, “Motherfucker,” You then turn to JJ and gesture towards the pitching machine. “Jayje. Turn that damn thing off.” The blonde boy salutes before hopping off of the fence and jogging towards it, and you jog towards a bemused Sarah.

“Hey, babe!” You stop right in front of your girlfriend, who quickly turns you around to look you over. “Are you okay? That ball hit you pretty hard.” You shrug your shoulders, grinning down at Sarah. “Nah. I’m all good! Fit as a fiddle, and all that shit. Now, Jayje and I have been testing different bats and things to see how they would hold up against a baseball. You wouldn’t, by chance, have a spare wiffle ball bat? Turns out, if you launch a baseball at one at high speed, they break! It’s pretty crazy.”

With anyone else, she would have thought that they were messing with her, but you were different. She could tell when you were screwing around and when you were being serious, and right now, you were fully serious. Sarah can’t help but grab your neck and pull you down into a heated kiss, causing JJ to whistle and whoop before turning away respectfully.

Between kisses, Sarah mumbles, “God, you’re an idiot,” against your lips. You laugh softly before slowing down the kisses and giving her one last sweet one. “But I’m your idiot.” She grins and smiles up at you, nodding her head. “You’re my idiot.”

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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all i’ve thought of today is reader being gaslit by dark!cameron siblings and the only person i knew that’d understand is you Belle 😭

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you're right. i do. they're PROFESSIONAL gaslighters.

rafe always makes you feel crazy and like you're being overdramatic. sighing through his nose and tapping his temples as he uses a tone that makes you feel like an idiot or a child. or he'll cry and say he was a victim too, but most of the time he takes a more aggressive, violent route.

sarah twist things making it seem like it was all your fault and you're one in the wrong. you hurt her. or she'll say she had no choice. either way she uses the softest voice and the cutest eyes that make you feel terrible for making her so upset.

you end up apologizing to the both of them <3

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thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles · 8 months

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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Day Three)

Sarah Cameron x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, kissing, Seven Minutes in Heaven, Sarah's boyfriend cheated on her, (past) betrayal and bad blood, JJ being dumb as hell, NOT proofread

WC: .4k

@surftrips this was one of my favorite prompts but i don't think i did it justice!!!

The only light in the closet came from under the door, and it certainly gave Sarah’s glare a menacing undertone as you sat on opposite walls, knees pulled up to your chests.

“It’s gonna be a long-ass seven minutes if you don’t just have hate sex!” JJ yelled from outside the door, cackling with glee.

“Fuck off!” You replied, smiling a bit at your moron of a best friend.

Sarah merely let her head thud against the wall, eyes rolling back in her head as she crossed her arms, letting her legs span the width of the closer.

“Sarah--”

“Shut up, Y/n. I don’t want to talk to you.”

You wrinkled your nose at her words, “Why?”

“Because you’re a backstabbing bitch.”

You scoffed. “Me? A backstabbing bitch. Come on, Sarah.”

“No, Y/n, you come on,” Sarah sat straight up, staring at you with a dangerous intensity. “You betrayed me and you know it. And no amount of bullshit apologies can make us best friends again.”

“Just tell me what I did that made you hate me!”

“You had sex with my boyfriend!” She screamed, balling her hands into fists.

“Kiss and make up,” JJ singsonged from outside the door. Creep.

“Shut the fuck up, JJ!” Sarah yelled, turning her fire on him as she kicked the door open. “I don’t even know why I agreed to play. I hate Seven Minutes in Heaven.” She shot you a glare, and guilt shot through your body. Sarah grabbed her bag from the floor and headed for the door, her long hair swaying with each step she took.

JJ nudged you. “Go after her, dumbass.”

“What? What are you talking about?” You asked, completely at a loss.

“Dude. You want to kiss her and you know it.”

You blushed furiously. “No, I don’t! Why would I want to kiss Sarah Cameron? She’s a bitch!”

“You think I don’t see how you look at her? I’m your best friend, Y/n. You’re completely whipped, dude.”

“JJ!” He shoved you towards the door that Sarah had just slammed shut and you stumbled, his words finally sinking in. I want to kiss Sarah Cameron.

You rushed after her, pushing the door open and leaping off the porch. “Sarah!”

“What do you want?” She asked, continuing on her way.

“Stop, please!”

“Why? I don’t listen to you.” You finally caught up to her and grabbed her arm, twisting her towards you. “Let go of me!”

“No,” You murmured, leaning in slowly, your hand coming up to cup her cheek. You had let go of her arm, and she could leave if she wanted to. That’s what you were expecting. What she did, though, completely caught you off-guard.

Wrapping her arms around you, Sarah smashed her lips against yours, kissing you as if her life depended on it.

When she pulled away, you looked into her eyes, brushing her hair back softly. “I’m sorry.”

“Shut up,” Sarah ordered, pulling you back in.

#obxweek23 #sarah cameron x reader #sarah cameron x fem!reader #sarah cameron x female reader #sarah cameron x y/n #sarah cameron x you #sarah cameron imagine #sarah cameron blurb #sarah cameron angst #sarah cameron fluff

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babeydollx · 2 years

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Room For One More? (2/?)

Warnings: cursing, slight shower sex, threesome, sex toys

Pairings: Sarah Cameron x Female Reader x Kiara Carrera

Summary: continuation of part 1 lmao.

Requested: very highly requested lmao.

Word Count: 600+

a/n: here is part 2 finally lmao.

"Last night was amazing, wasn't it?" Sarah asked.

"Fuck yes." You said.

"Best fuck I had in so long." Kiara said. The three of you were laying in Sarah's bed together when you noticed that Sarah got an idea. You could tell it was a naughty one from the look on her face.

"Y'know, we really should get washed up after last night." Sarah said with a smirk.

"Yeah, we really should." Kiara said.

"Should we all go together?" Sarah asked with a smirk.

"Fuck yes." You said as you bit your lip. The three of you giggled and you all went into the bathroom. Sarah got the shower started up as you and Kiara stripped out of your pjs which were really just baggy sweatshirts.

Sarah then stripped out of her own top and once the water was at the perfect temperature, the three of you got into the shower together. The second you got into the shower, Sarah's lips were on yours. The two of you made out passionately until Kiara gently pulled you away from Sarah and planted a passionate and heated kiss on your lips.

As you and Kiara were making out, her hands slid up your wet body, moving up to your breasts. Once her soft hands reached your tits, she grabbed them and squeezed them gently making you whimper into her mouth.

You then felt Sarah come up behind you. Then, with zero warning, she smacked your ass making you jump in Kiara's arms. Sarah just smirked.

"Fuck I want to taste you." Sarah said as she gently pulled you away from Kiara. Sarah made you sit down on the bench in the shower and then spread your legs widely. Sarah squatted down and then before you knew it, Sarah was eating you out.

You gasped and carefully rested your head back on the marble shower wall. As Sarah was eating you out, Kiara came over to the two of you and went over to Sarah. Sarah stopped eating you out for a moment and knew what Kiara wanted to do.

"Maybe we should finish this in the bedroom?" Sarah asked with a smirk. You and Kiara both nodded quickly. The three of you actually decided to wash up and hurried into the bedroom. The three of you barely dried off since you all were too excited.

Sarah quickly pushed you down on the bed and spread your legs again before diving back into your soaking pussy. You gasped and moaned out, putting your hands through her hair. As Sarah ate you out, Kiara got behind Sarah and began to eat her pussy.

Sarah moaned out, the vibrations from her moan making you moan out. You rolled your hips against Sarah's face as she ate you out like a fucking starving girl. Kiara and Sarah stopped. You whined and looked at Sarah pleadingly.

Sarah just smirked and got up and grabbed something out of her dresser and then came back. Your eyes then widened when you saw that she had a 10in dildo in her hands.

"What is that for?" You asked.

"For you, silly." Sarah said with a smirk.

"Yeah, Sarah and I were talking last night and we started talking about how fucking hot you'd look with a dildo shoved inside of you." Kiara said with a smirk.

"But that's not all we have for you." Sarah said with a smirk.

"We have so much in store for you, pretty girl." Kiara said with a smirk as she caressed your face.

"So, do you want what we have planned?" Sarah asked.

"Fuck yes, please." You said desperately.

"Oh sweetie, you're in for a fucking treat." Kiara said with a smirk.

a/n: I hope y'all enjoyed this fic!

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evermoresversion · 6 months

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I am going to add Sarah Cameron to my Masterlist, if you would like me to write for any other celebrity or character, whether female or male, just ask for him/her in the question box. <3

#val's version #evermoresversion #sarah cameron #sarah cameron fanfic #sarah cameron angst #sarah cameron fluff #sarah cameron smut #sarah cameron x reader #sarah cameron x female reader #sarah cameron x y/n #sarah cameron imagine #sarah cameron imagines

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rafeandonlyrafe · 5 days

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experimentation

words: 6.9k

warnings: 18+ only!!!, aged up!sarah (takes place in season 1 but shes 18/19 and rafe is like 22/23 for the fic) smut, lesbian sex, tit play, girl on girl action, scissoring, dildo/sex toys, p in v sex, unprotected sex, blowjob, losing virginity, cheating(ish), reader sleeps with sarah and rafe (not at the same time omg there is NO incest!!), 69ing, female receiving oral, experimenting/unserious?? sex, hooking up to relationship, they say i love you at the end awwww, soft!rafe, i think thats everything jesus christ

it all started with one simple question. sarah sat on the edge of her bed, finishing the top coat of her toenail polish while you braided your mostly dry hair to have loose curls tomorrow.

“have you ever kissed a girl?”

that's all it took. for you to say no, that'd like to,, just to see what it's like, and then to press your lips against sarahs.

you laid in bed together, just kissing. it felt different than any of the guys you've kissed in the past. sarahs lips are softer, sweeter, her tongue gentler when it licks into your mouth.

“do you…” sarah gasps out against your lips. “do you think we could do more?

you blink at her, processing her words and the sudden kiss when you've been just friends for years.

“just to experiment.” sarah shrugs, looking down to your chest, your nipples hard against your shirt. “i wanna…”

“yeah.” you nod. “lets keep going. just… two friends experimenting.” you smile at her. “having fun.”

you've seen each other naked before, so it's not too much of a shock as you strip down. usually it'd be to pull a swimsuit on or change into a dress, you've never sat and really looked at sarah.

“your… your boobs are so nice.” you giggle softly, her tits sit perfectly, even and plump.

“you wanna touch them?” she asks, looking down at her own body.

“yeah.” you nod quickly, crawling the short distance separating you as you reach out with a gentle hand, gently ghosting around the outside of her breasts before moving closer, cupping her tits and feeling how heavy they are in your hands.

“is it okay if i um… lick them?” you question, staring at her perfect nipples, hard and peaked up, practically begging for you to suck them.

“yeah, as long as i get to do it to you too.” sarah giggles gently.

you bend down, cautiously swiping your tongue over her nipple. sarah gently moans, encouraging you on as you wrap your lips around the bud, sucking gently as your palms massage her tits.

sarah presses a hand against the back of your head, gentle and just slightly pushing you down, keeping you against your chest. you don't fight against it, testing what feels best against your tongue, switching between lapping, sucking and even gently pressing your teeth against her chest.

you leave her nipple with a wet kiss before switching to the other side, repeating the movements.

“god, that… that feels good.” sarah moans out as you pull away with a little giggle.

“that was fun. i wish i had your boobs, seriously.”

“oh, shut up.” sarah laughs. “your's are way better than mine.” she glances down at your body. your chest is smaller than hers, but her gaze doesn't stay there for long as her eyes flick down to where your thighs are pressed together.

“it's not really having sex, right?” sarah glances up to you. “we'll still be virgins just… this doesn’t count since we’re just.. experimenting” .”

“yeah.” you nod. “we're friends, there's nothing wrong with just having some fun.”

“okay.” sarah takes a deep breath before pushing the thought out of her mind, done trying to rationalize the want she feels swelling in her lower stomach.

“lay down.” sarah gestures for you to rest your head on the pillow, which you do slowly, keeping your legs together to not reveal too much too early.

sarah climbs over you as your eyes drift to the ceiling before closing when you feel her mouth on you. she keeps to kisses, pressing them all over your front, from your clavicle down to right above your belly button.

“i… i wanna eat you out.” sarah says as your eyes blink open, realizing she's hovering over you.

“okay.” you nod, raising your head to give her a kiss, quickly getting lost in the way your lips move against each others.

sarahs hand plays gently with your chest, rubbing over your nipples with her palm, pressing against them with delightful pressure.

you let out a little whine, hips shifting from side to side as you feel your wetness growing. sarah laughs as she looks down at you. “it's okay, im really horny too.”

she gives you another quick peck, verging on friendly, reminding you that all you're doing is testing things out, trying what it's like to be like with a girl, and there's no one better to experiment with than your closest friend.

sarah moves lower, tapping your thigh as you spread them. she makes herself comfortable between them on her stomach.

she pauses, looking between your spread legs at your bare pussy. she hesitates for barely longer than a second before diving in, mouth pressing against your cunt, tongue sneaking out to lick up your wetness.

“oh fuck!” you squeal, hands fisting into the sheets. “fuck, sarah!”

“does that feel good?” she asks, tilting her head to the side, licking her lips to continue to taste you.

“yeah!” you nod rapidly. “really good. keep going, please.”

“okay.” sarah laughs gently again, moving a little slower this time, licking over your folds before swirling her tongue around your clit. she knows what she likes when touching herself, and tries to replicate it with her tongue on you.

you let yourself get lost in the feeling, knowing you should probably dull your moans to not wake up all of tanneyhill, but as you look down between your legs to see sarahs delicate tongue licking against your cunt, your can't control your sounds.

“im gonna finger you.” sarah says, wanting to make sure you know what she's going to do as you rapidly nod.

she pushes your legs further apart, looking at your entrance as her fingertip slides in, continuing to push into your wet heat until it's buried to the hilt.

“does that feel nice?” she asks.

“really nice. try moving it.” you swallow harshly, your clit needing her mouth back on it.

sarah nods, slowly thrusting her finger in and out, getting used to it as the tempo increases gradually.

“im-im gonna cum once you start eating me out again.” you warn. “i don't know if you want that to happen.”

“of course.” sarah presses her mouth against your leg, kissing your thighs. “isn’t that the whole point of this? well most of it at least” .”

“need you on my clit again then.” you let out a deep breath.

“I got you .” sarah listens quickly, mouth back on your clit as her finger continues, tilting it upward to press right against your sweet spot, making you cry out as her mouth sucks and sucks.

“i-oh my god sarah!” you squeal as your high breaks over the walls, hips pressing up as your entire body shakes, cunt clenching around her finger. sarah licks up your slick before taking a deep breath.

“you actually taste good.” she hums, pulling her finger out and pressing it between her cheeks, sucking the digit like it's a lollipop, swirling her tongue to get the taste off.

“that felt really good too.” you blush, cheeks heating up. “what do you want me to do to you?”

“we should try scissoring.” sarah says. “ive seen it in porn.”

“is that where you got all these ideas from?” you ask, eyebrows raising up.

“yeah.” she nods. “it's hot without guys.”

for the first time, you realize sarah may be looking for more than just a night of fun, and might genuinely see you as someone she's attracted to. you don't have much time to delve deeper as she spreads your thighs, placing her own wet pussy against yours.

“im just gonna-” sarah let's out a gasp as her face twists in pleasure, your bare cunts bumping against each other's as her hips move.

“oh, fuck! sarah!” you squeal. you push yourself up to sit, beginning to move as well, rubbing against her thigh and occasionally her pussy as sarah does the same thing to you, her mouth slackened and tits jigging with every movement.

you long to reach forward and have your mouth around them again, but you're determined to have sarah reach that high that she brought you too.

you tip her back so you can do all the work, grinding and grinding until her whole body tenses up as she cums with a low moan of your name.

you flop back against the bed, sarah crawling in a moment to also place her head on the pillow.

“that was fun.” she says, chest still rising and falling rapidly.

you nod. “we should do that again.”

“well look who it is.” rafe smirks at you, placing a hand on your lower back. “none other than y/n l/n.”

“hey rafey.” you giggle. you have a bit of a love hate relationship with rafe. you bickered a lot when you were younger, but when a guy was messing with you in high school, you went right to rafe who quickly sorted it out.

“you look so pretty in this dress.” he says, tugging you towards the dance floor, a mess of bodies twisting and grinding.

you see rafe often when you're hanging out with sarah, but she stayed home from the party due to a headache, so it's a rare time alone without his sibling.

“dance with me?” he asks, pressing his lips against your ear.

you nod. just because you're fooling around with sarah shouldn't stop you from exploring other options, after all, she's half-dating topper despite diving between your legs during sleepovers.

rafe moves in tempo to the music. you dance back against him, grabbing his hands which are respectfully by his side to place on your hips.

“im not a kid anymore, rafe.” you close the distance between your bodies so rafe is grinding right into your bum. you can feel what's growing in his pants, a slight smile on your face.

“yeah, but you're my little sisters friend. just because i wanna fuck you doesn't mean-”

you turn around suddenly, not waiting to hear the rest of what he has to say. “you wanna fuck me?”

“of course.” rafe smirks, hand trailing down from your lower back to squeeze your ass.

“fuck me then.” you place your hands on his neck, pulling him down into a harsh kiss. the party is at toppers house, so you assume rafe knows how to get you alone as you follow him through the house until you're in a guest bedroom.

“promise you won't tell sarah?” he says, not wanting to deal with her shit for sleeping with you.

“i won't as long as you don't.” you say, knowing rafe doesn't realize how sarah would be just as upset with you too, for sleeping with her brother while you're fooling around with her on the side.

rafe nods, satisfied that this will be a secret as he pulls you against him. his hand grips your ass as his mouth devours yours, so much stronger than sarahs felt against yours. he's harsh, demanding and unforgiving.

your hands fist in his shirt, partially to hold yourself up as his lips attack yours. he slowly steps further into the room until the back of your knees hit the bed.

“take that dress off.” rafe grunts out. “let me see that perfect body.”

you pull your dress off, revealing the small matching set of lingerie you have on underneath. rafe let's out a growl, like a predator who finally got it's prey as he turns you around to face the bed before pushing you down so you flop onto your stomach.

“such a nice ass, kid.” rafe swats your barely covered bum. “anyone ever told you that before?”

“nnnnn.” you hum out as an answer, mouth half pressed into the mattress.

rafe suddenly pauses. “you're not a virgin are you?”

he waits, and when you don't answer, he knows the truth.

“shit.” he groans. “listen, i want you but im not gonna have you lose your virginity at a random party, okay?”

“no, i want it rafe.” you flip over so you're on your back, pouting your lower lip out as you look up at him. “really, i do.”

“and ill take your virginity, but not here, not tonight. when you're not drunk and when i can lay you out and not worry about people barging in on us.”

“okay.” you pout with a slow nod. you're not drunk, but you have had a couple sips of beer, and you understand why rafe is hesitant. “but can we still do something tonight?”

“yeah? you wanna suck my dick or something?” rafe smirks down at you, not expecting you to nod enthusiastically and slink off the bed onto your knees.

“you sure?” he questions. “you don't have to. we could just make out or i could finger you-”

“come here.” you reach out to rafe, tugging him closer by the loops on his pants. you waste no time undoing the button and zipper and pulling the fabric down.

you would feel a lot less confident if you haven't been experimenting with sarah, getting to learn how to use your mouth for pleasure, even though it's a bit different now that it's her brothers dick.

“damn, baby.” rafe groans when you press kisses along his length, wetting his underwear until you get sick of the barrier and tug them down.

rafes cock is already hardened and pops up to hit you on the tip of your nose.

“ouch.” you frown, brows furrowing together when rafe let's out a laugh.

you don't allow him to continue laughing at you as you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, sinking down until you feel yourself gag. you pull up only to push your head back down, determined to make this good for rafe.

“shit- fuck!” rafe shouts out, placing a hand on the back of your head, tangling his fingers into your hair, ruining the curls you spent so long perfecting.

you hollow out your cheeks as you suck, tongue swirling around the underside of his cock. you cant go all the way down without his cock going too deep in your throat, so you wrap a hand around the base, gently stroking as your mouth works.

“shit!” rafe hisses out again. “you've done this before, haven't you?”

“nope.” you pull away with a pop. “just like your dick.”

you press a kiss against the head of his cock. it's wet and sloppy with precum and spit, but you don't care.

“come over this weekend so i can fuck you, yeah?” rafe says. you nod before sinking your lips back down over his cock, not thinking in the moment that you'd already made plans with sarah.

“i got something.” sarah whispers, giving you a wink.

“what?” you lean in, waiting for her to whisper in your ear, but she just shakes her head, a mischievous look on her face.

“you'll see later.” she takes a bite of her pizza, rolling her eyes as rafe walks in.

“hey.” he grins at you, his smile stretching wide as he grabs a piece of pizza from the open box. “how you doing y/n?”

“leave my friend alone, rafe!” sarah says, making you giggle.

“im doing well rafe, how are you?”

he just nods and smiles, knowing that you're going to sneak out of sarahs room just like you'd planned after sucking him off at the party, where he came deep down your throat.

rafe manages to ghost his fingers along your back as he leaves, but not before taking another piece of pizza.

“god, he's such a dick.” sarah rolls her eyes.

you just nod. arguing about it would certainly give yourself away, and you're not willing to risk ruining sleeping with either of them. even though you're just fooling around with sarah, and it will surely stop when she gets a boyfriend, you're having a lot of fun for now. it makes you feel closer to her, like this is a secret you'll carry together for a long time. you even imagine drunkenly spilling it to your husbands twenty years from now when you're both happily married off.

you go through the motions like normal, finishing eating, saying goodnight to ward before disappearing into sarahs room. it's not until the door closes and locks behind you that there's a shift.

sarah immediately begins to strip, clearly eager and waiting for this moment. you follow her actions until you're both nude. if you thought you were comfortable being naked around her before, it's only increased since fooling around together.

“okay, look under the blanket.” sarah says. you didn't even realize a fluffy blanket had been obviously draped over something. you pull the fabric away to reveal a pink dildo. your eyes widen as you look to sarah.

“you bought a dildo?” you hiss out, a smile coming to her face as she eagerly nods.

“you gotta use it on me, oh my god. please, y/n?” she pouts. “there's this guy i like and… and i think i might give it up to him.”

“topper?” you question, surprised because it seems like she's been distancing herself from him.

sarah just smiles shyly. “oh my god, who?” you squeal.

“i really can't tell.” sarah says. she doesn't know your opinion on john b, and doesn't want to risk upsetting you.

“fine, then you don't know who i might be giving it up to.” you shrug, flopping down onto the bed as you pick up the dildo, inspecting it.

“you what?” sarah asks, her eyes wide.

“if you wanna keep secrets, i can to.” you shrug. in truth, you'd never tell her that it's her brother. you're not even sure you'd admit it to sarah if you were ten years down the line and married to rafe. your friendship is too precious, and you know she'd be extremely upset.

“ugh, fine.” sarah crosses her arms, lifting her boobs up in a way that has you licking your lips.

“get over here.” it's all you have to say for sarah to climb onto the bed, your mouth attaching to her chest the second she's close enough.

you suck and play with her tits while you fool around with the dildo, putting it between her legs but just running it through her folds.

you're nowhere near done with her tits when sarah gently pushes your head lower. you let out a whine but ultimately concede.

“im just nervous to have it inside me.” sarah admits. “anxious.”

“it's okay.” you coo out as she lays back, spreading her legs. “ill help you out and go slow, that's what friends are for afterall.” you shrug.

you decide it'll be best to start with your finger as you press your digit into her. she's so wet you can easily thrust it in and out, but you still use your other hand to rub at her clit, just to relax sarah even more.

“you ready?” you question after rubbing for a while.

“mhm.” she whines out, chest moving up and down, partly from nerves and partly from pleasure.

you pull your finger out and grab the dildo again. you take a moment to rub the entire length against her, getting it thoroughly wet before pressing the head of the fake cock against her entrance. you move slowly as you push it in, watching her pussy bloom around it.

“fuck, sarah.” you moan out. “this is hot.”

“come sit on my face.” sarah says, her eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, needing the distraction of eating out your pussy.

“mmkay.” you hold the dildo pushed inside of her as you swing your hips over, briefly hovering your pussy over her face. you begin to lower slowly, only for sarah to grab your hips and slam your cunt down onto her awaiting tongue.

you let out a soft moan, eyes sliding shut as her mouth works against your folds. you finally remember that you need to move when her tongue thrusts into your cunt.

you blink out the haze of pleasure as you start to move the dildo gently in and out, moaning slightly at the slick noises, wet and sloppy as you thrust it inside of her.

“harder.” sarah says against your skin, voice vibrating over your pussy.

you speed up the movements of your hand, pushing in harder and faster. you drop your mouth to her pussy as well, needing to taste her against your tongue as you lick around her entrance before moving up to her clit.

“shit.” sarah moans out, hands squeezing harder at your thighs. you hope they don't bruise as you'll have to explain it to rafe later.

you move as fast as your arm will allow, bicep cramping up as you focus in on her clit, sucking as intensely as you can until you feel a rush of wetness gushing out of sarahs cunt. you pull the dildo out as she squirts, wetting the sheets.

“fuck!” sarah shouts. you're glad that the walls in tanneyhill are mostly soundproof.

“holy shit that was hot.” you giggle. you go to move from hovering over her body, but sarahs hands are rough on your hips as her mouth delves back in, wasting no time teasing as she flicks her tongue over your clit until your own high bursts, your cunt pressing into her mouth, wetting her face.

you flop to the side with a loud sigh, both equally satiated.

sarah moves to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “thanks for trying that with me.”

“of course.” you smile, kissing her again, mouth devouring hers.

“im so tired now though.” she giggles before letting out a yawn.

“sleep, it's okay.” you coo out. you both roll away slightly from each other, adjusting to get comfortable on the bed and pillows as sarah is quickly snoring. you keep yourself awake, occasionally glancing over until you're sure she's been asleep long enough to not easily wake.

you slide out of the bed, keeping your movements as quietly as you possibly can as you sneak into the bathroom, wetting a washcloth and quickly cleaning yourself off so you don't already smell like sex.

you slip nothing but a robe on before tiptoeing out of sarahs room. you'd be absolutely fucked if ward or rose found you, but you rely on the hope that it's late enough for them not to be roaming the hallways.

you don't knock as you arrive at rafes room, opening the door and slipping in before locking it behind you.

“jesus, i thought you'd never come.” rafe stands quickly, cupping your cheeks as he kisses you, hot and wet as your hands press against his abs, running up and down against his muscles.

“sorry, sarah took forever to fall asleep.” you whisper against his lips. your eyebrows rise when he reaches down, lifting you easily to move you towards the bed.

you're glad rafe is just in his underwear, not wanting to wait before you get his cock inside of you, especially after seeing how much sarah liked the dildo.

you feel dirty sleeping with your best friends brother right after fooling around with her, but the thoughts quickly dissipate as rafe tugs on the belt of the robe, parting the two sides to reveal your completely nude body.

“fuck, baby. you're trying to kill me with those perfect tits.” rafe bends to drop his mouth around your nipple, toying with them in a way that's so different to sarah. she focuses on your pleasure, what feels good to you, while rafes movements are purely for him, doing what he wishes to without too much consideration for you, especially as his teeth sink into the plumpness of your breast.

you loop your legs around his hips, pulling him in until your crotches bump together. you grind your hips up and down, wetting his underwear as your clit brushes over the soft fabric.

“shit.” rafe groans, reaching down to push his underwear down his thighs.

you keep grinding, his bare cock now slipping through your folds, getting it significantly lubricated. rafes cock catches on your entrance just as his tongue flicks over your nipple. your back arches off the bed with a loud moan as he pushes in halfway, taking your virginity in one smooth motion.

“w-wait!” you squeal out.

rafe looks up, a worried look on his face as he pulls his cock out of you. “what's wrong?”

“condom!” you say. “im not on anything.”

rafe frowns. “we gotta get you on birth control so i can cum inside of you.”

“you wanna keep fucking me?” you ask with a smile as he moves to his nightstand, grabbing out a condom and tearing open the foil.

“of course.” rafe looks at you like it's obvious as he rolls the rubber down over his cock. “i swear im gonna take you out on dates and shit too.”

“rafey you've gone soft.” you giggle as he leans over the bed again, cock lined up with your pussy again. you clench around nothing, waiting to have him back inside.

“had a crush on you forever.” he says, pressing a kiss against your lips. “just couldn't do anything with sarah always around.”

you hum, shifting your hips from side to side. you don't want to talk about your best friend, you want rafe to fuck you, even if your pussy is already sensitive from your earlier orgasm with sarah.

“tell me if it hurts or im going too fast.” rafe gives you one last sweet kiss before his entire demeanor changes. he pushes his cock into you with a grunt, giving you only the smallest moment to adjust before he begins to move.

his cock pushes in and out, in and out, his balls slapping against you with every movement. you're forced to do nothing but lay back and moan, trying to keep yourself quiet as he pummels you.

rafe straightens up, pulling your hips to the edge of the bed as he stands, using as much force as he can to fuck into you, knowing he probably should go gentler for your first time, but he can't help himself.

“oh my god, rafe!” you squirm, hands seeking to grip onto something until you settle for one hand over his, the one securely holding your waist, while your other hand fists in his sheets.

rafe pushes his thumb against your clit, determined to make you cum quickly for the first time you're together, not knowing that you're already sensitive from cumming earlier in the day.

“p-please.” you whine out. you're not even sure what you're pleading for as tears well in your eyes from the pure pleasure of how hard and good rafe is fucking you.

“you close baby?” he coos out, a smirk gracing his features, seeing just how fucked out and lost in his cock you are.

“yeah.” you nod rapidly. “real close.”

rafe somehow manages to move faster, cock pushing into you at a rapid pace while his thumb flicks aggressively over your clit until your high breaks, back arching off the bed as your cunt pulses around rafes cock, triggering his own orgasm as he buries himself to the hilt, cumming deep inside of you, wishing there wasn't the barrier of the condom so he could truly flood you.

rafe collapses forward against you, both breathing heavily. he pulls out carefully but doesn't move enough to discard his condom yet, letting his cock soften against your lower stomach.

“that was really good.” you admit shyly.

rafe smiles gently then kisses you, hands gently petting your sides, before moving down to your thighs, rubbing and making sure you're relaxed.

“i have to get back to sarah.” you say with a pout.

“shit, you're right.” rafe frowns, standing straight and pulling the condom off, tossing it in the trash before readjusting his underwear to cover himself.

“come here.” you reach your arms out, giving rafe another kiss before you do up your robe and stand with slightly wobbly legs.

“y/n.” rafe says, cupping your cheek before you head towards the door. “im serious about taking you out on a date.”

“i know.” you giggle softly, getting on your tiptoes to give him a final goodnight kiss before slipping away, thankful sarah is still fast asleep when you make it back inside her room.

“i lost it.” sarah whispers to you, a genuine smile on her face.

“oh my god!” you whisper-scream, noting the way several of the older people scattered around turn to look at you.

“with topper?” you question, tugging sarah away from the crowd.

“no.” she admits shyly. “with uh… with someone else.”

“girl, who?” you ask, finding a random empty room in the country club and stepping inside.

“i can't say-”

“holy shit, is it john b?” your eyes widen and judging by sarahs reaction, you figured out the right person.

you knew about john b staying at tanneyhill, it's why you've been avoiding it lately and not seeing sarah as much. you didn't mind john b, but prefered to keep your distance, especially since ward was only looking after him because he had charges brought against him that ward was able to help out with.

“isn't he dangerous?”

“no.” she shakes her head quickly, a blush ghosting over her face as she smiles. “he's… the sweetest guy. and so funny.”

“but didn't he…” you trail off.

“oh, no.” she shakes her head rapidly again. “he's innocent. he was falsely accused, that's why dad took him in.”

“okay…” you shrug. “as long as you're happy girl, ill support you.”

“this is why you're my best friend.” sarah says, wrapping her arms around your shoulders, pulling you in for a tight hug. “thanks for helping me with everything. i felt so confident when we finally did it.”

“yeah, im gonna need details.” you giggle. you should tell sarah that you lost it to, but the excitement sparking in her eye makes you hesitate.

you frown as you walk into tanneyhill, looking around for sarah before you bump into rafe, literally, as you round a corner not hearing is footsteps and crash straight into him.

“shit.” rafe curses, hands coming to your shoulders, looking you up and down. “you okay?”

“mhm.” you nod. “i just don't know where sarah is. i texted her and she didn't respond and she's not here.”

“she's probably with that pogue.” rafe frowns, shaking his head slightly from side to side. “but now that you're here…”

you can't help the smile that spreads over your cheeks. “what about that date you promised me on?” you question. you've slept with rafe several times since that first night, but whenever you made plans to go out, things got interrupted, either by ward or sarah.

“ill take you wherever you want to go, princess.” rafe slings his arm around your shoulder, leading you out towards the door. you didn't prepare for a date, but it's not like rafe hasn't seen practically every dress in your closet.

“how about just to dinner?” you loop your arm around his back, resting your hand on his waist. “i want you.”

rafe throws his head back in a laugh. “someone is needy.”

ever since you stopped also getting off with sarah since she got serious with john b, you've relied solely on rafe to fulfill your urges.

it feels more natural than being with sarah, but at the same time more serious. you're thinking something could genuinely come out of your time with rafe, whereas you know sarah was only there for experimenting, for fun.

dinner goes by smoother than you could have imagined, rafe on his best behavior to impress you, taking extra care in doing every gentlemanly thing possible, whether it's opening doors for you or pulling out your chair, even going as far as to tell the waiter your order, already knowing your preferences and that you don't like talking to strangers.

by the time you get back to tanneyhill, you're giggly and anxious to get alone with rafe. what you don't expect is to see sarah standing there in the hallway, eyes wide as she sees the way rafe has you tucked against him.

“sarah, let me explain.” you say, but she turns away and runs to her room before you can get another word out.

“baby, just let her go-” rafe says, but you're already chasing after her.

“ill be back, promise!” you call as you dash up the stairs, managing to make it into sarahs room before she locks the door.

“seriously?” she shouts. “of all people, you sleep with my brother?”

“sarah…” you say cautiously, seeing how upset she is, how fast her chest is heaving up and down. “we just had our first date. it just… came out of nowhere. i really like him though. its not that different than you and john b.”

“dont bring him up right now.” she hisses out. “this is different! you were messing around with me and my brother?”

“no!” you lie. you know its wrong, but theres no way sarah would ever find out you were sleeping with both of them, and you want to preserve her feelings as much as you can. “this was our first date tonight. we haven’t done anything, but sarah-” you make sure shes looking at you, making eye contact. “we will. and you have to be okay with that, just like i was okay with you getting with john b.”

sarah lets out a deep sighs before nodding. “im sorry. you’re right. i just… i just liked having both of you. i know we were just experimenting, but it felt so good to be close to you like that.”

you move forward, wrapping your arms around her shoulders in a tight hug. “you’re always gonna have me, sarah. that’s what best friends are for.”

“i love you.” she says honestly. “youre a great friend, i was just… shocked.”

“its okay.” you say honestly. “hes your brother, we fooled around, youre allowed to be weirded out.”

“why don’t you take a few days? ill leave you be and you can just… adjust.” you know this won’t be the end of your friendship, youre too close, gone through too much.

“thank you.” sarah squeezes you back. “ill talk to you soon.”

“take your time.” you say, hesitating slightly before pressing a kiss against her lips. she may be with a guy now, and you may be with rafe, but that’ll never change what you’ve done.

you turn to leave, to allow sarah to process her emotions in peace when she calls out to you. “y/n?”

you turn back around to look, a soft smile on your face that quickly turns into a laugh as she says “can you and rafe just not be too loud? i dont need to hear you banging.”

“rafe?” you whisper, stepping into his room to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, head hung low. “hey, rafe.”

“please, just go.” rafe sighs, looking up at you. thats when you see the tears in his eyes, not yet running down his cheeks, but gathering there like dew drops on grass.

“its okay.” he waves his hand. “you’re leaving me, i get it. leaving for her just like everyone else does.”

“what?” you question, shutting the door behind you and locking it.

“im not leaving you. i came back because sarah is fine. im not gonna give up what we have.” you cross quickly to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pulling him forward, allowing his face to press into your stomach.

rafe wraps his arms around your thighs, letting out a sigh of relief as he presses a kiss against your tummy, over the sweatshirt that you’re wearing that's actually his, given to you after the sun and temperature dropped.

“come here, please.” rafe tugs at your hand as you move to straddle him, sitting on his lap as rafes mouth finds yours, lips moving over yours softly, allowing you to relax into the sweet kiss and into his body, slumping against his chest.

“i want you.” you whisper against his lips. “i want you bare. no condom.”

“baby, your birth control doesn’t start yet-”

“i dont care. ill take a plan b in the morning. i want you inside me, please rafey.”

rafe nods quickly, he’s certainly not going to argue when he’s been waiting so long to fill you up.

“whatever you want, baby.” he’s determined in that moment to give you absolutely everything you ask for, from this point on.

rafe moves, easily picking you up to lay you on your back on the bed. his mouth captures yours and doesn’t leave it as his hands move over your body, cupping your breasts, pressing against your waist, and then disappearing under your clothes.

he only breaks the kiss to allow your sweatshirt and shirt to be removed, pulling it over your head and tossing it away. as much as rafe longs to wrap his lips around your nipple, he keeps his mouth on yours and settles for his fingers and hands to toy with your chest.

rafe works his pants off and then yours, pressing his body down as your thighs spread, wrapping your legs around his waist as he grinds into you.

“i-i need you so bad baby.” rafe hates to admit that his cock is painfully hard, straining out to have you.

“you have me.” you whisper against his lips, tugging your underwear to the side as you pull his cock out. you don’t even care to undress any further, rubbing his cock through your folds before letting go when you line him up with your entrance.

rafe pushes in slowly, carefully, like hes giving you a chance to change your mind. when you just let out a moan, he begins to speed up. despite his thrusts being fast and hard, theres a gentleness to it, an air of romance as he takes you.

his hands travel all over your body, like hes trying to memorize every inch of you with his palms.

you’re thankful for rafes lips against yours, swallowing your moans as you think of sarah sitting in her room, processing her best friend sleeping with her brother. the best friend that she had her first sexual experience with, now on the verge of cumming thanks to rafes cock.

“close. are you sure you want me inside?” rafe asks. you nod quickly. “please, want you to fill me up.”

“you got it baby.” rafe grunts as he moves. you feel his cock swell inside of you and your eyes widen, not used to the feeling as his cum begins to pump into you, filling you to the brim as rafe moans above you.

“you okay?” rafe asks, his chest heaving, high still working through his body, but wanting to reassure you.

“yeah.” you lean up to kiss him. “so good.”

“what did you tell him?” sarah asks.

rafe walks in with a smile on his face, but it quickly drops when john b steps through the other entrance.

“that we were going on a double date, i didn’t say with who.” you giggle. “what did you tell john b?”

“just to meet me here for dinner.” sarah shrugs. your boyfriend's don't have to get along, but they at least need to be decent enough to each other to not care when you and sarah hang out.

“oh shit.” you both stand quickly from your booths, making your way over to your respected partners.

“baby-” you warn him.

“fuck no.” he crosses his arms. “im not doing on a double date with my sister and that prick.”

“yes you are. because im asking you very nicely and ill give you head in the car on the way home.” you place your hands on his chest, a pleading look in your eye as your bottom lip sticks out.

“fine.” rafe grunts out. “but im not gonna pretend to be nice to him.”

the restaurant thankfully doesn't explode into a fight, but rafe and john b barely mutter a single word, which is fine by you and sarah as you spend the entire time gossiping before parting ways. you leave with rafe while she gets into the twinkie.

“thanks for being such a good boyfriend.” you say, bending over the center console to give rafe a kiss on the cheek. “now do you want me to suck you off in the parking lot, or while you drive us home?”

“while i drive so i can fuck you as soon as we're back.” rafe grunts out.

rafe cums twice down your throat in the drive back home, but he's still not satisfied as he drags you up to his room, not even allowing you to do anything other than give rose a quick wave in form of a greeting before rushing up the stairs.

“you're lucky i love you, i wanted to punch that fucking pogue in the face.” rafe grunts out as he starts tearing away your clothing. he notices you standing completely still and stops, wondering if he pushed things too far.

“you just said you love me.”

rafe blinks, realizing that the words did slip. “of course i love you.”

you let out a loud whine before wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “you love me! my rafey baby has gone so soft, omg!”

“okay, you're being ridiculous and im trying to fuck you.” rafe rolls his eyes dramatically as you coo and pinch at his cheeks until he swats your hands away.

you allow rafe to push you back onto the bed as you stare up at him with a smile on your face. “hey.” you tap his cheek, slightly blushed red from embarrassment of letting the words slip. “i love you too.”

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"Don't come home"

Those words were echoing in Rafe's mind as he walked by the side of the road towards your house.

He had never seen eye to eye with his father, but he didn't think things would get so out of hand as to get himself kicked out.

He put his hand in his back pocket and took out his phone, smiling a little at the photo on his screen. It was one of the two of you at Midsummers, embracing each other and gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.

He scrolled down until he found your contact and pressed his phone against his ear, praying that you would still be awake.

"Babe?" you answered the phone, making Rafe let out a sigh of relief.

"It's so good to hear your voice, baby" he exclaimed, tears clouding his eyes.

He tried hard not to break down over the phone, but it was getting harder and harder.

"What's wrong, babe? Is everything okay?" you knew he wouldn't call this late unless something happened.

"I'm 5 minutes away from your house? Can I stay the night?" his voice was shaky, but he prayed that you didn't question him on it.

"Of course you can. I'll make you something to eat"

"Thank you. I love you"

"I love you too, bub"

He ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket before holding his head in his hands.

Hearing your voice was all he needed in that moment. He needed to hear that you were still there with him, that you didn't turn your back on him like his father just did not even an hour before.

Rafe snapped out of his daze only when he found himself standing in front of your house, seeing the light on in your bedroom and kitchen.

Before he could even knock on the door you opened it, standing there with the most sympathetic look you could muster.

"Oh, baby. Come here" you said and extended your arms.

Rafe didn't hesitate to step into your warm and familiar embrace, immediately burying his face into your neck and wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

You brought your hand up to his hair while the other traced soothing circles on his back.

"Shh, you're okay now, you're safe with me" you whispered in his ear, making him completely break down.

You could feel him shake as sobs racked through his body, making your heart shatter for the boy in your arms.

You knew it had something to do with his father, it was always the case. However, you didn't push him to talk. You knew that he would tell you everything when he's ready.

After holding each other for a good 10 minutes, his sniffles had subsided and he finally stepped out of your arms, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it in anymore" he whispered, avoiding eye contact with you.

You took his face in your arms and looked him right in the eyes.

"Never apologize for being vulnerable around me. It's not something to be ashamed of"

He bit his lip but nodded, leaning down and pecking your lips.

"Can we go eat? I haven't had anything since yesterday night" he whispered, making you smile and take his hand.

You lead him into your kitchen where you prepared warm sandwiches for both of you, knowing how much Rafe liked them.

He groaned at the sight and immediately dove in, making you chuckle and kiss his head.

You took a seat next to him and started eating silently, watching him intently.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" you asked softly once he finished eating.

He sighed and hung his head low.

"We got into an argument, I don't even remember what it was about. We both said some things, but I guess he just didn't want to bother anymore so he told me to leave and never come back home" he explained, his eyes welling up with tears once again.

"Oh, baby" you got up and enveloped him in your arms, rubbing his back.

He sniffled and buried his head in your chest, holding you tightly to his body.

You knew from the beginning what a piece of shit Ward Cameron was, but you never expected him to kick out his own son. That was low, even for him.

"You're going to stay here with me. My parents already love you and they know how your situation is. They will love having you around all the time" you said as you pulled away and held the sides of his face.

"I don't want to intrude and be a bother"

"You're not intruding on anything. If anything, you're bringing some light in this house. It's boring when my parents are at work, you're going to save me from boredom. Plus, we get to spend every minute with each other, so that's just another bonus" you explained, smiling when you noticed his eyes twinkling and his lips curve into a small smile.

"You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you, baby" he leaned up and pecked your lips, making you smile against his lips.

"I'm going to head over to your house tomorrow and pick up all your clothes and anything else you might need. I don't want you to ever have to step foot in that house again"

"You don't have to do that, I can go and take my stuff by myself" he tried to reason with you, but you were having none of it.

You wouldn't risk another encounter with his father which could very easily turn violent.

"No, I'm going. He's not going to say anything to me because he knows I will not back down"

He sighed but nodded, his expression finally softening.

"I love you. Don't ever forget that" you whispered, rubbing your thumb along his cheek.

"I love you, too. So much"

As your lips met once again, you two were starting a new chapter together. Another part of your story was beginning.

And you couldn't be more grateful.

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Midnight Beach

Part 20

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"Jesus," A sharp exhale left him at the sight of the purple and green bruises scattered throughout Topper's face. He looked exhausted and pissed. (Y/N)'s nose crinkled at his swollen eye and he dug his teeth into his lip as the guilt began gnawing at him. It should've been him. "Shit, Top... I'm sorry."

"Not your fault," Topper sucked in a breath, forearm flexing as he lifted the dumbbell and curled it toward his body. "I was tryin' to do the right thing. I didn't want the party to get ruined by a Pogue again. Now everyone's gonna think I'm weak."

"Nobody thinks you're weak, Top. They think John B's a psycho." If the angry social media posts made after the party held any truth to them, John B wouldn't be able to step on Figure Eight without risking getting jumped. (Y/N)'s thumb rubbed against the sore skin of his index finger. His knuckles tingled but the light pain reminded him things could've been worse had Topper not stepped in. The dirty blonde finally set his dumbbell aside and stood up from the bench, his brows fixed into a deep furrow.

"I'm pressing charges. Mom says it counts as simple battery and he could face jail time for what he did." Topper told him, and the lack of smugness or pride on his face felt unnatural. Kelce or Rafe would've been celebrating at the prospect of putting a Pogue in jail, never mind John Booker Routledge. But Topper had spent the whole night in a hospital ensuring the beating hadn't done serious, life-threatening damage. Even Dr. Thornton, a woman who rarely wore her emotions on her sleeve, had looked terrified for her son.

"I..." (Y/N) swallowed. He and John B weren't friends but the Pogues still cared about him. They liked him, accepted him, and treated him with kindness even after all the hell his fellow Kooks put them through. They'd been through hell and back as a team, as a family. But even as an 'Honorary Pogue', Kiara and JJ had stood silently aside when John B lunged for him. "I-I can testify. I probably would've been in your spot if you hadn't stepped in, Top."

Topper stared at him with a flurry of emotions swirling in his blue eyes. The furrow in his brow softened and his lips pulled up into a wide, thankful smile. He stepped forward and swung his sweaty arms around the teenager, tugging him into a sweet yet slightly wet embrace. "Thank you, man. It means a lot."

"Anytime." (Y/N) leaned back and watched Topper turn around to fetch his water bottle, teeth catching the inside of his cheek when he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He fished it out and tapped on the screen to open the newest message.

Sarah C. Where are you? I need to talk to you

"I'm gonna run upstairs and take a quick shower. Just wait here, alright?" Topper tossed a lopsided smile his way and (Y/N) nodded, forcing a smile for him and watching him disappear up the stairs. Releasing a deep sigh, (Y/N) looked back down at his phone and muted the contact, tapping out of the chat right before a new message could pop up.

✽ ✽ ✽ ✽ ✽ ✽

The courthouse felt imposing. It loomed over them in all its ancient glory and made (Y/N)'s stomach twist. He'd gone inside once for an elementary school field trip, but the only memories retained from that day were of Kelce's group of friends bristling at the nearby kids from the Cut as if they were ferals protecting their territory. He remembered Sarah Cameron, back when her cheeks still had some kid chub and she constantly kept her hair in braids. The only time they'd interacted back then had been brief eye contact when her friends whispered in her ear about his parents.

He wondered how different things would've been if he hadn't befriended her that night on the rooftop. How easier life would've turned out.

"Guys!" His attention dropped toward the street where Sarah ditched her bike to run toward them. She skidded to a quick stop, her hair tumbling over her shoulders and face. She quickly brushed it out of her way and shot them a wide, perfectly curated smile that promptly fell when she fully took in Topper's face. "Holy shit, Top."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I look like shit." Topper chuckled dryly, tone laced with subtle annoyance. For someone who looked at Sarah as if she were Aphrodite herself for half of his life, Topper looked rather irritated with her mere presence. His shoulders deflated slightly and he jerked his head toward the courthouse and his waiting mother. "We're kinda busy, Sarah."

"W-Wait, you're actually pressing charges? And you're testifying, (Y/N)?" Her brown eyes widened, frantically jumping between the two.

Topper scoffed quietly and glanced back toward his mother when she called out to them to hurry up. "Yes, I'm pressin' charges. John B deserves to face justice for what he did. I'm not lettin' him off just 'cause he's your little boyfriend."

"I-I know, I just..." Sarah's breathing came out in short puffs and she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment. "(Y/N), I need to talk to you. Top, please, just... wait here."

Without waiting for a response from either boy, Sarah grasped (Y/N)'s arm and pulled him down the sidewalk until they were a good distance away and Topper's stare no longer burned into their backs. Sarah released him and tucked her hair behind her ears as she turned to face him, the look on her face already telling him everything he needed to know. She fiddled with her fingers and sighed softly before finally tilting her head up to look at him.

"Singh kidnapped Big John. They're in South America trying to find El Dorado and John B needs to go help him. He can't lose his dad again, (Y/N). He just got him back. I-I need you to convince Topper to drop the charges so John B can go find his dad. Who knows, maybe they'll decide to live away from Kildare and never come back." Sarah spoke softly, gently, in a tone he often heard her use on her father and sister to convince them of something. She delicately took his hands into hers and intertwined their fingers together, fingertips gently rubbing against his skin. "John B and I are done. For good. But he's still my friend and I have to help him."

"You're defending someone who beat someone while he was unconscious, Sarah. If nobody had stepped in, Topper would still be lying in a hospital bed. Why- Why are you trying to help someone who doesn't give a shit about you? If you were in his spot, he'd be halfway to South America right now shit-talking you to JJ and Kie. He likes you because you're a Cameron willing to solve all his problems." Anger bubbled in his chest and he ripped his hands from hers. Sarah blinked, eyes nearly flooding with tears, and she reached out, chasing after his touch.

"Remember how good things were on the island? Remember how you worked together? We're Pogues. We fight sometimes but at the end of the day, we're family! And- And I know I ask a lot of you, (Y/N), but I really need this one favor. Do it for me, please. Not for John B or anyone else. For me. For Sarah." Her lips trembled, fingers lightly squeezing his arms as she gazed at him desperately. "I care about him but I don't love him, not anymore. I-I love you."

I love you. Words that rang like a church bell in his ears. Words that he barely heard directed toward him. His breath caught in his throat and then he released it in a scoff. "I don't believe you." He murmured. Sarah let out a shaky breath, brows twitching into a furrow as teardrops slipped down from her lashes.

"What? (Y/N)-"

"You don't even know what love is, Sarah. You- John B's a dickhead, we all can see that. But even he doesn't deserve to be dragged along while you try to make up your mind. Everything was good between us and then you go off and kiss John B. You come back 'married' and when that falls apart, you come running back to me. You cuddle up with John B on the island and the second we get home you can't leave me alone. Now, you're doing everything to help him and his dad. Can't you see how fucked up this is? How confusing it is?"

"I know, I know. I-I made the wrong choice. I picked the wrong guy-"

"Did you pick the wrong guy or did we chase the wrong girl?" The tears tumbled down her cheeks freely and her hands dropped to her sides, head tilting downward in guilt. Or shame. He couldn't quite tell. "You've got a whole life ahead of you to meet more guys. You don't need to settle for anyone right now. You don't have to waste my time or John B's time trying to decide when you might not even be talking to either of us in five years. And you don't need to fix everyone's problems. Some people need to handle their own shit or they'll never learn."

"I don't want to lose you. Not now... not ever." Sarah whispered, her voice shaky and barely audible.

He swallowed. "I know. I want to- I want to stay friends. Just friends. My place is always available for you, Sarah, but I... I don't want to be strung along anymore. You should stay single for a while. Figure yourself out and figure out what you actually want." (Y/N) felt a weight lift off his shoulders and he let them slump, finally feeling in control of his life. Sarah remained silent, arms curling around herself, and he turned around, heading back to Topper and his irritated mother.

Topper perked up at the sight of him, seemingly noting the lack of Sarah's presence, and tilted his head. "We good?"

"Uhm... I need you to do me a favor. A quick favor, Top. John B's dad needs his son right now. He's in some trouble somewhere else and only John B can help him. I need you to tell Shoupe to let him walk free and if John B comes back after helping his dad, you can press charges and have him arrested on the spot." Topper's jaw clenched and (Y/N) stepped forward to take him by the shoulders. "I know it's fucked, trust me, I know. But... I won't be able to sleep at night without knowing if I could've helped someone get their father back. It's shitty and unfair that he'll be walking free but I promise you, I will testify if he decides to come back. I will tell you the moment he comes back and you can call Shoupe to take him to the station, alright?"

Topper quietly stared at him, hardened blue eyes studying his face. "Sarah got to you, didn't she? I'm telling you, man, if you keep going back to those fuckin' Pogues-"

"If they need my help to get Big John, I will help them but it'll be the last thing I do for and with them. They're- They're good people with good intentions but I'm not going to let them ruin my life. I don't need a criminal record or need to go through another life-or-death situation. I'm fine living without a treasure hunt or going on some adventure. Those things are... They're just not for me."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

✽ ✽ ✽ ✽ ✽ ✽

"South fucking America? What, is this Big John guy Indiana Jones or something? And El Dorado? Like the movie with the hot chick?" (Y/N) snorted quietly, eyes locked on the action movie playing on his television. Liv scoffed quietly and shoved her hand into the bowl of popcorn, nearly spilling some over onto the bed while she grabbed a handful and stuffed her mouth.

"I hate to break it to you, Liv, but that movie was inspired by El Dorado. The legend of a city of gold has been around for ages."

"And you're telling me some billionaire from Barbados is trying to track down a legend? He could be dining at five-star restaurants and taking trips to Bora Bora or Fiji or- fuck, I don't know, Dubai. And he's chasing a legend about gold? When he could be picking up the phone and getting a diamond hand-delivered to him? Money can buy you happiness but it certainly doesn't buy you a couple of braincells." Liv said between mouthfuls. (Y/N) sighed through his nose and reached around Liv to pick up his coke can from the nightstand, only pausing when his phone screen lit up with a new message. He took a swing from the coke and sat up, lifting his phone toward his face and squinting through the darkness.

JJ (Y/N) come 2 chatoe rn

Pope Chateau*

JJ its an emrgency

Pope It's not but we need you

Licking the soda and hint of butter off his lips, (Y/N) cleared his throat and turned to look at Liv. "I'm going to head out. I'll be back soon." He told her and shoved his phone into his back pocket. Liv blinked owlishly at him, mouth agape as she watched him put his sneakers on and grab his car keys.

"What? But we just started the marathon!"

"I know, I know. I'll make it up to you by suffering through one of your little Hallmark movies." He flashed her a grin and spun on his heel, hearing the sound of her huffing and puffing growing distant when he descended the stairs. Stepping out into the cool night air, (Y/N) took in a deep breath and reminded himself: just one more adventure and nothing more.

The drive to the Chateau had been a quick one with barely any traffic on the road. The sight of the raggedy, worn-down mobile home made him grimace, the thought of its owner leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. He could see the Pogues gathered around near the old tree, the lights intertwined around the branches illuminating the ground below. (Y/N) shut off the engine of his car and climbed out, closing the door behind him and drawing their attention. JJ grinned widely at the sight of him and swung his arm around his shoulder when he grew near.

"There's my little prince! I knew we could count on you."

"Don't celebrate just yet." (Y/N) met John B's gaze, and the sight of the bruise on his cheek nearly made his lips quirk. "The Thornton's aren't doing anything for now. They're not gonna let it go that easy."

"Still," JJ insisted and squeezed his shoulder. "It means a lot to us, man. Right, John B?"

"Yeah, thanks a lot." The brunette forced out through gritted teeth. Some satisfaction bubbled in his stomach at his forced words and he gave the others a quick glance. They all seemed equally happy, even a little excited. JJ bit his bottom lip and lightly shook his shoulders, finally spilling the beans.

"We're flying down to Orinoco thanks to Miss Cameron over here who convinced Ward to let her borrow the plane. We're going on a search and rescue mission to South America first thing tomorrow morning, ain't that right? We're flying first class, baby." JJ laughed, earning playful eye rolls from Kiara and Pope. John B cracked a small smile and lifted a beer to his lips. (Y/N)'s eyes gravitated toward Sarah and she offered a thankful yet sad smile.

"I, uhm... I have something else I want to share." She piped up and cleared her throat. "Since we've gotten back from the island, I've done some things that have hurt some of you. And- I don't- Poguelandia, guys. It's all I've been able to think about. We were all together on that island and it was a good thing, and I don't want to ruin a good thing. And I... I just want to know, are we all still in? Are we still all together? Because I am."

Kiara smiled softly. "Yeah. Always." She replied and stepped toward the blonde to embrace her warmly. Cleo and Pope smiled widely at her and moved in as well, each giving her a tight, reassuring hug while sharing chuckles and murmurs. JJ kept his arm snugly around (Y/N)'s shoulders and pulled him along, wrapping his other arm around Pope's waist. They looked toward John B expectantly and after a moment of rubbing his sneaker into the grass, he moved forward to join them. He wrapped one arm around Sarah's shoulder and the other around (Y/N)'s.

"We're really doing this, huh?" Pope laughed.

"I think we should let loose tonight," JJ smirked widely. "What do ya'll think? We crack a couple beers, smoke a joint?"

"Definitely." Kiara giggled and her warm gaze lingered on the rowdy blonde for a minute too long. JJ whooped and slapped his hands against Pope and (Y/N)'s backs before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the joint. Pope shook his head at his antics and headed inside with Cleo and (Y/N) trailing behind.

And Christ, John B needed to do a deep clean of his house. (Y/N) stepped over a crinkled, stained covered shirt and lightly kicked aside an empty box of Cheerios. Cleo rummaged through the pantry and tossed snacks onto the table, some bags half-full and others barely touched, while Pope searched the living room for any board games he could find. JJ sauntered into the room with the others, already reeking of weed. He fiddled with the radio until a song he liked came on and plopped down on the couch to watch Pope spill some dominos on the table and brush aside the available snacks.

"(Y/N)," Sarah called out softly and nodded toward one of the rooms, specifically the one John B had gone into. He took the beer offered by JJ and drank some, letting it settle into his system before he followed her into the bedroom and watched the door close. (Y/N) leaned back against the wall, taking in the equally messy bedroom floor and poster-covered walls. The itch to start cleaning crawled up his back.

"So," John B began, awkwardly and forcibly. "What do you want, Sarah?"

"To get rid of any bad blood between the two of you. I... I fucked up. I hurt you both and neither of you deserved it. I'm sorry, really, I am. I'm not asking for you to be best friends but... it'd be good for all of us if you two were at least on decent terms. We're a family. Families fight and argue but at the end of the day, they come back together. If we're going to be a team-"

"I'm okay with.. apologizing. But, uh, JJ didn't give me much of a choice back there." (Y/N) inhaled and their questioning eyes jumped to him. "I'm helping out this time 'cause I don't want Singh to hurt anybody. After this, after we get back from South America... I'm not joining ya'll on any more adventures or treasure hunts or anything like that. The Pogues are great. It's fun but it's not a forever sort of thing for me."

"Fuckin' knew you'd ditch us eventually." John B murmured bitterly and shook his head.

"Pope lost his scholarship, Kiara's relationship with her parents is going down the drain, none of you have actual jobs or went to school regularly. I want to go to school, I want a diploma, I want to have a life that doesn't revolve around other people. I... I had a plan, even before meeting Sarah. I told the others about it but I don't know if they remember or think I changed my mind. I'm leaving the Outer Banks. The second I can get my hands on a high school diploma and enroll in college, I'm getting out of here. The plan was always to become roommates with Liv somewhere else."

"You- You can't just up and leave us," Sarah said quietly.

"The Pogue life is fun. It's great. But I've had enough shit on my plate these past few years. I'm tired, Sarah. It's not stupid or wrong to want a normal, regular life where I'm not constantly fleeing from someone or risking my well-being. If you want to be treasure hunters or constantly go on new adventures then great. I hope that life's fun for you. It wouldn't be for me. So, I'm sorry for hooking up with Sarah, John B. It was shitty of me. I'm not sorry for punching you. You've had it coming for a while."

"Yeah, okay, fair." John B sighed and stood up, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry for... everything, I guess. I hope you get what you want. The Pogues will be here if you ever need anything from us." With that, he exited the room and closed the door behind him, leaving the two alone with their thoughts. (Y/N) set aside the beer bottle and slipped his arms around Sarah's shoulders, tugging her carefully into his chest. She buried her face into his shoulder and they stood still like that, listening to the muffled sound of the radio and laughter in the next room.

"I'm glad you're in my life." She revealed softly and tilted her head upward to look at him. He smiled and brushed the hair out of her face, pushing strands behind her ears and combing through the hair that stuck up from her hectic day. Sarah leaned up and pressed her lips to his in a quick kiss before taking his hand and smiling. "We should enjoy ourselves tonight as Pogues."

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rafegasm · 10 months

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wandering hands

warnings : smut, nsfw (mdni), fingering, praise kink, mention of choking, overstimulation, rough sex, dirty talk, crying kink

pairing : reader x rafe Cameron

words count : 2,4k

context : You're at the restaurant with the Camerons. Basically for Sarah's birthday, but your secret relationship with her big brother Rafe will slightly divert your attention.

a shiver ran up your spine as a hand landed on your thigh, gripping it firmly. You shot a quick glance at Rafe to your left, who didn't seem to be paying attention to you, or at least pretending to be listening to his family’s conversation.

"Tonight is your night dear" declared ward, "I want to raise this toast in your honor, thank you for being here, you know how important family is to me. Thank you also y/n for joining us tonight,”

ward continued, raising his glass. "Thank yo-" you were cut off by the rafe’s hand on your thigh working its way up to your underwear, which made you shudder even more. "it's a pleasure for me to be here tonight" you smile at Ward and Sarah. The guests raised their glasses in honor of your best friend, you do the same, still trying not to pay attention to rafe’s hand which continued to rise to a more dangerous area. You bit your lip as Rafe's fingers touched the fabric of your panties. Your thighs tightened, seeking some friction.

"rafe stop it right now" you whispered to him, trying to remove his hand, however much against your will.

"stop what?" he purred in a low tone, he had intention of teasing you all night. "stop it, not here" you tried in vain to reason with him.

"I don't know what you're talking about sweetheart, you should try to relax" he replied in a playful tone. "Fuck you Cameron" you rolled your eyes back as his fingers started teasing you moving up and down your panties. "Ooh feisty, i like it" he smirks. "let's see how long you can resist," he said, continuing his movements, his thumb finding your clitoris to torture it in circular motions. "oh fuck" you whispered between your teeth, your legs still tightening as you tried to calm down, for fear that the guests would suspect something.

"oh no you're gonna keep them open sweetie" rafe growled in your ear as his other hand spread your legs apart. "keep them like that or I swear I won't make you cum." It was too much for you, you decided to listen to it, your pleasure having become too high to reject it. He had this effect on you that drove you absolutely insane. His touch was a drug you were already addicted to. You just opened your legs like he told you to. "good girl I prefer that" he smiled, it was a cocky and sadistic smile. His fingers repositioned themselves in their favorite places. Working your pussy harder, your breathing became shorter, you would have given anything to be alone at that moment and for him to fuck you like that on this table. But you were trying somehow to stay lucid. This is not the right time or the right place.

"what the?" You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Rafe's hand moving your panties to the side and two of his fingers entering you without warning, the cold metal of his ring touching your clitoris. You screamed in your thoughts, your body squirming under his fingers. It had become impossible not to react to this torture. For a second you forgot everything around you and let out a low moan. The guests turned to you, Rose being the first to hear. "y/n is everything okay?" your blood swirled, a shiver of fear washed over you "Yes yes I bit my-" A third finger had been added, moving in and out faster than before, the cold metal torturing your clit. Your cunt tightened against the gusty fingers pumping you as they curled inside you, touching a sensitive area. You bit your gum reflexively to keep yourself from making a sound.

"I.. I bit my tongue, it's nothing" you lied picking up your napkin wiping the little blood you had in your mouth. It hurt but it probably saved your life. "nice lie" Rafe chuckled. "can't wait to see how far you can go" his gaze was dark, hot and hungry. He ran his tongue over his lips. His shoving fingers didn't stop, they kept the same rhythm, his thumb returning to its place, torturing your clit. Your body was no longer yours, you no longer controlled anything. Your eyes stained with tears, your fingers clinging to the tablecloth and your left hand to Rafe's leg, your fingernails trying to dig into the fabric of his pants. You begged him to stop because you couldn't hold anything back. Suddenly he stopped all movement. The feeling of a fucking cold shower, although you had told him to stop, your body was begging him to continue, at this point there was a need. Rafe leaned towards you "if you want more, make up any lie to get you off the table" he teased you. A feeling of frustration invaded you, you had only one thing in mind, him fucking you until you forgot your name. Too bad for Sarah, you're a bad friend. A bad friend who fucks her brother in secret even on her birthday. You bit your gum harder, hurting you really badly. "oh my" you moan in pain, making heads turn in your direction. "sorry.. i'm super clumsy, i just bit my tongue again... i think i'm bleeding quite a bit, i'm going to go to the bathroom..." you stood up abruptly, spilling the glass of spurt wine on him. "oh my god I'm sorry"

Rafe was trying to keep calm in front of your unbelievable acting skills. "fuck watch out, that's expensive," he said, acting annoyed. Ward interrupts you to calm the situation "son it's nothing, go to the bathroom and rinse it all out. We have plenty of them at home. » Rafe nodded and glared at you, before turning and leaving the table. You follow him to the bathroom.

He opened the door for you. As soon as you enter, you find yourself stuck against the cold tiled floor of the room. His body pressed against yours, his hand holding your waist tight, his breath burning in your neck. your heart beat quickens, he leans in and whispers into your ear, the smell of his cologne only making him more attractive

« let's see where we left off" You were going crazy, his touch was melting you, your brain was screaming at you begging him to fuck you but your pride wouldn't stoop so low.

He attacked your neck, kissing it, licking it, biting it, while his free hand moved up your leg to where you needed it most. You were fidgeting with anticipation and desperation "someone's eager" he teased

"fuck off" you replied, he had this knack for being so arrogant. It turned you on as much as it annoyed you. He slaps your cunt. "behave or I'll leave you like that, fucking brat" the slap makes you moaned his name in desperation. "rafe holy fuck" his fingers penetrate you once again without mercy, your hands clinging to his neck and his shoulders, looking for any support to your body which has become far too weak to stand on its own. His lips crashed against yours in a hungry, needy kiss, he kissed you like you were his prey, his hand still on your hip, holding you perfectly against the wall and him. You had no escape. But you didn't want to run away. You wanted it. His hand held your chin to half-open your mouth, his tongue slid into it, kissing you passionately.

After a few seconds he breaks the kiss, his eyes burning with desire. "let’s get you out of that dress"

He pulls your hair, and forces you to turn around so your back is facing him, he begins to slide your dress off your shoulder, but he only gets half way before he stops, his hand is on your waist, his breath is on your neck as he speaks. You let a soft moan when your chest hits the wall. He smiles, and begins to pull your dress off completely, you feel the soft touch of his hand against your back, he pulls the dress completely off, and it drops to the floor "you'll have to beg for it, otherwise I'll fuck you like that against the wall"

"you really are an asshole" you replied with tears in your eyes of frustration. You hated begging him. You felt like it was so degrading. You thought you still had the strength to resist him. "Don't come crying when I fuck you till you can’t stand on your legs anymore babe"

" Make me"

He grabs your neck, bending you over the sink. “I had plans that you would’ve liked but apparently you decided to act like a brat. Too bad for you, I'll treat you like the whore you are"

On his words, two of his fingers forced access to the mouth to moisten them before returning between the legs, penetrating my pussy. "damn you're dripping, such a needy girl for me uh?" he brought his fingers back to my mouth "taste yourself" I licked them off without protest, already knowing I was going to have a hard time. "i want you to look at yourself in that damn mirror, see how I fuck you dumb, got it?" I don't answer at first, with tears in my eyes, both in desperation and shame. he slaps my ass. "you understand? »

“fuck-yes. Yes I understand"

"Good."

You hear his pants zip open and a few seconds later you feel his cock against you, straight and taut. You sigh in anticipation and grind your ass against him.

“don’t tease me or I'll ruin that ass too" At his words he aligns himself and enters you in stride, in a long hoarse rattle, grabbing your hair, undoing your bun. He pounded you relentlessly, one of his hands on your hip, the other in your hair and on your neck, applying enough pressure to make your excitement rise. "can't get enough of that pussy." Taking me so well"

His thrusts were violent, sometimes they hurt, but as strange as it may seem it was not unpleasant, on the contrary, it excited you even more. He fucked you like an animal, filled you like a rabid beast. Like he's pouring out his hate and his anger into you. "fuck-rafe slow down please" you started moaning as you felt your pussy tighten around him.

"You'll take what I give you" he declared in a menacing voice while going faster

"Please I-I can't" you moaned crying, ready to explode, torn between pain and pleasure.

"oh yes you can" he said as he jerked back to him. "told you you should've behave" it once again intrudes into you. You try to wrap your hands around him to hold onto him, but he stops you by placing them above your head. "you said you were allowed to do that?" his voice is husky, he's looking at your body, you can tell he likes what he sees He pulls you in even closer to him, your hair brushes against his tie, you feel the sound of his heavy breathing against you, you can feel the heat from him, you can feel your hips moving against him.

"rafe i-im cl-" He cuts you.

"No you're not. You will hold back until I allow you to cum" You were hot, very hot. Your body was out of control. Your pussy was hot, you felt your whole interior tense up with each thrust. You bit your lips, eyes closed, forcing yourself not to come. Until his hand finds your clit and deliberately touches it, practically causing your body to convulse.

" Aaaah rafe- no no no- stop it- please please stop it" you cried out loud. But he did not stop, He continued his torture. You couldn't hold anything back, you moaned his name without restraint, your fingers stuck in the fabric of his costume, your whole body trembled with spasms, your burning and painful pussy tightening around his cock. Your eyes rolled back and your breathing hitched.

" im not done with you" rafe smirks. His creepy smile turns to an evil, sadistic smile, he leans in and whispers into your ear, his breathe is hot against your neck, you can smell the alcohol and cologne

"you'll give me one more" he bites your ear.

"no no no- i can't.. i-promise I can't rafe." It's-too-too much. Stop-stooo-“

He still didn't listen to you, and suddenly re-penetrated you.

"Aaaahh fuckk-holy-fuck please don't-"

"next time you'll be a good girl" he whispered in you ear "for now you're just gonna take my dick like the dirty slut you are" Your eyes closed, my body was shaking, the feeling was awful but so good at the same time, your clit was burning, making you cry in discomfort, but the bursts of kidneys made you see the stars. After a few seconds, you finally reach your second orgasm. And apparently rafe too.

" im clos-"

" Yeah I know. I feel your pussy clenching around my cock. Ooh fuck you're squeezing me so tight"

" pull out- damn ahh- pull out rafe"

"no I'm going to fill you up with my cum, you’re gonna take every fucking drop so you’ll remember you don’t get to act like a fucking brat"

"wait what?" no no no- i-“ You didn't have time to answer, burst of throws on your lips devouring completely, while he gives a last thrust before cumming in you, you feel his cock deep in your pussy and something hot which fills you. He bites his bottom lip, gasping.

"You're so good. If only others would see how dirty you can be. Fucked by your best friend's brother. You’re such a mess babe.” You try to catch your breath,

"you really are a motherfucker Cameron"

He smiles as he hears the words, he looks satisfied.

"A motherfucker that makes you feel good, am I wrong sweetheart?"

"no.. you’re right" you finally admit. you bite your lip, staring into his ocean eyes

‘fuck you're so hot. makes me wanna mark you so everyone will know who you belong to"

"What's stopping you? you answered with a provocative look

he smirks while looking at your lips "god you're really something you know that?" He kisses you again, but this kiss is different. It surprises you. It’s passionate and soft. He goes down your neck and leaves purplish marks there, and a few bites. When he breaks the kiss you look at him with a questioning look.

"you're mine got it?"

"yes-yes" you said blushing

"just wanted to remind you"

author note : i might have done some grammar mistakes since english isn’t my first language, lemme know if you notice any mistake so I can correct myself.

correction done ✅

reminder to like, comment and share :)

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Princess

Warnings: cursing, smut, mommy kink, fingering, oral sex

Pairings: Sarah Cameron x Female Reader

Summary: In which Sarah misses Y/N so she decides to have a little bit of fun with Y/N.

Character: Sarah Cameron (played by Madelyn Cline)

Show: Outer Banks

You were just laying on your bed on your phone. You were scrolling through Instagram. You herd someone come into the room and you looked over to see that your girlfriend Sarah was home. You smiled at her.

“Hey princess.” She smiled. “Hi baby.” You giggled. “What have you been up to?” She asked. “Not much. Just waiting for you to come home.” You said putting your phone on the nightstand. “I see.” Sarah said. You saw a smirk begin to spread on her face. “Why are you smirking?” You chuckled.

“Oh no reason.. just that.. I’ve missed you all fucking day and.. mommy has been starving all day.” She said. “I- then go get something to eat?” You chuckled.

“Oh I’m not hungry for that.” She said. “I’m hungry for you baby girl.” She said. You bit your lip and you could already feel yourself getting wet for her instantly. Sarah walked over to the end on the bed. You closed your legs.

You were only in a baggy sweatshirt. You had nothing else on under it. No bra. No panties. Nothing. She smirked and grabbed your thighs opening them wide again. “Don’t close those pretty legs on me princess.” She smirked. She crawled onto the bed and got herself positioned between your legs. She began to trail wet kisses up your thigh making you squirm around.

She loved it when you squirmed under her touch. It was a turn on for her. You tried to push her head to your core but she stopped you. “Be patient princess.” She said with a smirk. You whined. “But what if I don’t want to be patient?” You asked. “Then mommy would have to punish you. Do you want mommy to do that?” She asked. “I just want you to do something already.” You whimpered.

“Well if you want me to then you will wait like a good girl for me, ok?” She asked. You nodded. Sarah continued to kiss up your thighs making you whimper. She finally got to the place you wanted her the most. She licked a long strip up your folds making you shiver with pleasure. She smirked and opened your folds. Then she dived in, sucking on your clit. You gasped and moaned out putting your hands through her hair and gently tugging. Sarah slid a finger into your soaking core. You moaned out more and she smirked watching you react to her fucking you with her finger.

“That’s it princess, moan for mommy. You’re such a good girl.” She cooed. You threw your head back when she slid a second finger into you. She then put her mouth back on your bud sucking it and gently biting it. She thrusted her fingers into you faster making you arch your back.

“I- fuck I’m close!” You moaned out loudly. You clenched around her fingers. “That’s it princess, come on, cum for mommy.” She said. With that your eyes rolled back and you came hard on her fingers. She thrusted her fingers into you, slowing down. She finally pulled her fingers out of your now sensitive core and sucked your juices off her fingers. She got off the bed and smirked. “Thank you for the delicious meal princess.” She smirked.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year

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𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

✰ - Personal Favorite ✎ - Most inspired for rn

Sarah Cameron ✎

nothing yet

1. My Idiot [fluff] ✰

Kiara Carrera

nothing yet

John B. Routledge (Platonic Only)

nothing yet

JJ Maybank (Platonic Only) ✎

nothing yet

Pope Heyward (Platonic Only)

nothing yet

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amournoir · 8 months

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𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

pairing: sarah cameron x f!reader

count: 3.6k

warning: smut [boob play, scissoring, toys, oral receiving & giving, language?]

author’s note: continuation of ‘firsts’, idk where this is going so we’ll see. have fun reading & remember this is 21+! 💋

It had been a week since you last saw Sarah and almost two weeks since you two had been in the same room alone. It wasn’t as though you were ignoring her, she just became busy with the pogues which brought us to today. Sarah had invited you and Kiara over for a girls night. You didn’t suspect anything aside from the usual gossip, skincare, mani/pedis, etc. that took place at every girls night. Except this would be the first time you hung out with Kiara alone. She was always wrapped up in the guys or some ‘save the planet’ shit so you only saw her in passing, never private.

After you finished packing your bag, you grabbed your silk pajamas and towel then headed for the shower. During sleepovers, you and Sarah normally took showers at the house but you didn’t know if the norm for you and Sarah would be the same with Kiara included. Once you had unbraided your hair, you hopped in your shower and let the hot water relax you. Twenty minutes later and you were out, drying yourself then oiling then dressing. You pulled your freshly washed hair in a bun, no need to dry since it did so by itself. With your bag fully packed and you clean, you slipped on your uggs slippers and grabbed your phone as you headed downstairs.

Your mom waited in the car as you double checked everything and then you two were off. It took less than ten minutes to get to her house but you refused to walk or heaven forbid, bike there— in your pajamas. Your mom waved at you goodbye and you returned it, turning around to knock rapidly on the front door. A minute or two later, Rafe opened up with a confused look.

“Hey Y/N. Why are you here?”

You furrowed your brows, “The sleepover, what else?”

“Sarah didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

He scratched the back of his neck as he often does when he’s uncomfortable. “She and Kiara had some sort of fight so she canceled.”

Before I could say anything, he quickly added, “But you’re her best friend so I doubt she’d cancel on you.”

I looked up in the direction of the stairs and pointed. “Can I go up and check?”

“Yeah, yeah sure.” He closed the front door and locked it.

Before he could walk away, I asked, “If it is, could you drop me home?”

“Of course Y/N.” He smiled and walked away to some other part of the house as I headed up the stairs.

When I got closer to her room, it was the very last one in the long hallway, I could hear music. Her door was closed but the music drowned out the sound of me opening it. I leaned against the frame as I watched her bob her head around with her headphones in. I stood there for a minute or more then decided to interrupt. I waved my hand in front of me and that’s when her head perked up.

“Y/N! You’re here!” She exclaimed, taking out one earbud.

“Yeah but I probably shouldn’t be. Apparently tonight is canceled?” I asked with a raised brow.

“Oh that. Yeah, kinda.” This was unlike her, she always had an explanation.

I crossed my hands over my chest and waited. She stared at me, sighed then removed the other earbud and turned her phone off. She fixed her posture and sat crisscrossed, patting the space in front of her on the bed. I closed the door behind me, dropping my bag on the floor near the foot of the bed then sat down with one leg dangling off the edge.

Sarah explained that it was meant to be a girls night but she and Kiara got into an argument, as Rafe had mentioned. Apparently Kiara didn’t want me to hangout with the guys because, in her words, ‘one kook is enough’. That didn’t make any sense considering she was a kook as well but that was the argument. Sarah pointed out that we had been friends since childhood and I knew the guys, there wasn’t a reason why I couldn’t hang out with all of them but Kiara didn’t want another kook. Sarah thought this sleepover would bring Kiara and I closer but the moment she found out, she refused to come, hence why Sarah canceled it.

I was aware that Kiara wasn’t a fan of me but she had no reason why. She didn’t know me, only knew of me from others. The thing that bothered me the most was her calling me a kook as if she was a pogue. Anyways, there was no love lost. I just knew I had to steer clear of her, I couldn’t force the girl to be my friend but I was hoping to be cordial though.

“Don’t worry about her Y/N. I spoke to the guys and they’re down to hang without Kie.” Sarah assured me.

I let out a soft scoff, “Pope would never, maybe JJ or John B sometimes.”

“Yeah, he’ll be hard to convince but whatever. It’s girls night so what do you say about spending it without her?”

I shrugged and said, “I’m cool with it. More fun for us!”

“Rightttt…speaking of fun…” Sarah trailed off.

“Oh no.”

“I haven’t said anything yet!”

“Sarah, whenever you start dragging your words, you have something planned.”

She huffed, “Guilty.” She added quickly with a smirk, “Butttt, I promise you’ll like it.”

“What is it?”

Her face broke out in a wide grin, “Promise to keep an open mind?”

“Now I’m nervous.”

“No, don’t be! It’s fun!”

I let out a small chuckle, “So then tell me, what is it?”

“First close your eyes and remain seated.”

And just like that my smile went away. What on earth could she possibly be up to this time?! I knew I wouldn’t get any answers out of her so I agreed and closed my eyes. She got off the bed, walked toward her closet or was it her bathroom? I couldn’t tell but before she returned to the bed, she went to her door and locked it. I could hear her footsteps coming back towards me then the bed dipped and she sat in front of me.

“Okay now open.”

I opened one eye at a time but nothing in the room looked different. There was a box in front of me however, it was just a medium sized black delivery package. I stared at it then looked up at her then down at the box again. Was it an animal? Drugs? Expensive alcohol to hide from Rafe and Ward?

“It’s a box. I don’t get it.”

She smiled and slowly opened it. There were three smaller packages inside, also in black but they had different shapes. One by one, Sarah carefully unwrapped them as she paid close attention to my reaction. At first I furrowed my brows in confusion but the second it hit me, I gasped then stared in surprise and curiosity.

“Tell me you didn’t.”

“I did. Y/N I so did!”

“Does anyone know?”

“Nope. I’ve been watching the mailman like a hawk the past week.”

“Where’d you even get them?”

“Online. They have a return policy in case I don’t like it.”

“Do you?”

“I dunno. I haven’t tried it yet.”

I raised one brow and asked, “Will you?”

“Yeah…” She started then continued, “…if you try it with me.”

I accidentally let out a laugh, “Sarah I’ve never used them!”

“So let’s do it together! What are best friends for?”

“I don’t think normal best friends share sex toys.”

“Well that’s because they’re boring. Besides I like playing with you, we shared toys when we were younger.”

I fully let out a laugh, “Sarah, barbie dolls and dildos aren’t the same thing!”

“So you don’t want to?” She pouted slightly.

“I didn’t say that but…I might be convinced into it.”

Sarah smirked and before I knew what was happening, she unbuttoned her pajama top slowly. She shrugged it off her shoulders and sat there, staring at me. She had nothing underneath so for a while, we both sat in silence as I ogled at her boobs. Slowly, she cupped both breasts in her hands and rubbed them against each other. Her fingers brushed over her nipples and a faint moan left her lips.

I licked my own and looked up at her, all she did was nod. Without a word spoken between us, I reached forward and fondled them in my hands. They were so full and warm. I bounced them around, enjoying watching them sway in different directions. I lowered my head and took one boob in my mouth, it tasted just how I remembered it. I was too greedy though, I wanted the other in my mouth as well so I tried stuffing them. This made Sarah moan. I suckled on them like a baby, eyes fully closed as I immersed myself fully into it.

After a while, I pulled away and looked down at them. They were red with bite marks and saliva all over, I felt quite proud. I quickly reached down my own shirt and pulled it over my head, leaving my naked chest exposed to her. As if we were thinking the same thing, we both grinded our chests against each other. Her wet sticky boobs rubbed against mine, the body heat turning us on even more. We pulled apart and wordlessly, stood up and took our pajama bottoms off along with the underwear.

I got back on the bed and spread my legs apart, Sarah sat in front of me and widened her legs as well. She spit into her hand and wiped it on my cunt then on her own. She inched closer until I could feel her cunt against mine, she looked at me as though to ask for permission and I nodded my head. The moment our pussies touched, I let out a moan. We were both very warm and wet. I lowered my head slightly and spit in between us. Sarah moved her hips first then I followed, we continued until we reached a good pace.

The squelching noises of our pussies rubbing against each other was doing it for me. I grinded even harder against her, our boobs practically slapping each other but we didn’t care. We just wanted to reach our high regardless of the lewd noises. This went on for a bit until suddenly she shook. I saw this as my opportunity to take charge so I did. I easily pushed her down until she was laying flat on the bed on her back then I swung my leg over and adjusted myself. I lifted her leg up and held onto it for support as I rode her pussy.

Sarah could do nothing but lay down and take it, she reached up to slap my ass but otherwise, she praised me to go on. I no longer cared for her needs, I just wanted to cum. I was determined to ride her until I got my fill and even more after. I could feel myself tensing up and right on time, she shook again. Mere moments later, she squirted right on my pussy and I came on hers. In the heat of the moment, I licked up her leg, kissing and sucking different spots.

“Fuck Y/N, that was so hot!” She exclaimed, a wide grin on her face.

“Right? Shit that squirt made me cum more.”

“You like that baby? You like when I squirt on you?”

“So fucking much.” I bit my lip as I peered over at the toys. “How about I do it again?”

Sarah smiled and gave my ass a light tap. I got off of her as she reached for a light purple, almost lavender, two-sided dildo. She sat up and looked at me then placed the toy over my lips. I obeyed immediately and opened my mouth, making sure to stick out my tongue. She inserted the dildo slowly then pushed it to the back of my throat, pulled it out and did it again. I had a gag reflex so each time I would gag on it then cough. She kept repeating it several times until I no longer coughed but still gagged.

“Aww you look so pretty baby. Taking all that purple cock in your throat.” She cooed.

I couldn’t respond so I just nodded.

“Can’t speak? Too busy choking on my cock?”

My eyes started to water, she was going a bit rougher now. Saliva was dripping down my chin.

“What a pretty whore. She likes cocks and tribbing and boobs. Do you want me to fuck your mouth?”

I nodded quickly as my pussy clenched on thin air from her words. I was a good whore for her. I liked being fucked with a purple dildo. I liked stuffing her boobs in my mouth. Yes, I was a whore for Sarah Cameron.

“Okay baby but first I want you to beg for it.” Sarah replied as she pulled the whole dildo out.

I gasped at the fresh air, my eyes already blurry. “Please mommy, fuck my mouth. I promise to be a good girl for you.”

“Mm that’s a nice start but I want more.”

“I’ll let you fuck both holes mommy but now I just wanna suck.”

Sarah smiled and bit her lip excitedly. She tapped my mouth again and I opened once more. I was sitting on my knees but I leaned forward in excitement. With my boobs dangling about, Sarah shoved the dildo deeper into my throat and used her free hand to pinch my nipples. She slapped them around and commanded ‘bounce’ so I did. I made my tits bounce around for her as I choked on the cock. I felt very whore-like and I actually liked it.

Before I got too into it, she immediately pulled it out and simply said ‘bend over’ which I did as well. On all fours, I stared at the floor length mirror in front of me and saw my reflection. Sarah had situated herself behind me, rubbing my cunt as I waited with legs wide open for her. She spit on my ass and it dripped down to my pussy, my body instinctively clenched and she chuckled.

Sarah rubbed one of the heads of the dildo against my cunt then slowly inserted it. I had never had anything inside me so the feeling was very odd and uncomfortable as hell. I let out slow deep breaths and Sarah soothed my back. She went very slowly, only continuing when I would nod. Minutes later, I was relaxed and my pussy ached for more. I wiggled my ass a bit and she smiled, gave it a slap then pushed the dildo deeper.

She would push it in then out then twist it back in and so on. This went on for a while until I was seconds away from coming but she’d stop. Each time she’d deny me release, I’d whine and she would push it back in again. The edging was beautifully painful.

“For a first timer, you’re taking this cock so well baby.”

“Please let me cum.”

“Only if I fuck that thick ass too.”

I lowered my chest to the bed and raised my ass up, “Fuck me mommy.”

“Mm just like that baby. Keep that ass up for me.”

I waited until I felt the other head of the dildo enter. Somehow it was less uncomfortable than my pussy. I nodded and she pushed more of the length inside. Now both of my holes were filled and the thought just drove me wild. Sarah used both hands to fuck me, one fucked my pussy and the other my ass. I was nothing but a moaning mess, begging for more.

The sight of myself from the mirror was what made me squirt so much, it didn’t just hit the bed but also her chest. She laughed and fucked me even faster, I didn’t think I could cum again but I did. She removed the one in my ass and I thought my turn was done but instead she stuck her tongue in and licked whilst shoving the dildo deeper in my pussy. She spat into my ass and on my cunt as she kept on mercilessly drilling that dildo deeper and faster. I let out a loud scream as my entire body shook, went limp for a few seconds, then came on the cock. She pulled it out too fast, I moaned at its exit but her mouth was on my pussy to suck my cum. She ate me out for a moment then pressed a kiss and pulled away.

“Holy shit Y/N! It was like a freaking waterfall.” She sat back on the bed and licked her lips. “Tasty though.”

I laid on my stomach for a few minutes without saying a word then turned around and sat up. “Careful, fuck me like that again and you’ll ruin me.”

“That’s the plan baby. You’re all mine.” She smiled and spread her legs apart, patting on her cunt. “Now fuck mommy too.”

I took the dildo from her hand and asked, “Is it your first time too?”

She nodded, “Yeah so please gentle first.”

“I promise…” I started then finished, “…to ruin you too.”

Before she could respond, I spread her pussy lips open then with a mouthful of saliva, I spit into the hole. I put the dildo inside slowly but it went in quite easily thanks to my spit in her pussy. I looked at her and she smiled so I pushed deeper a bit then pulled out. I pushed it in again and went deeper, I kept repeating these actions whilst spitting to keep her wet. Her pussy was so greedy, it happily swallowed the cock deeper.

I now started to fuck her with it, slowly at first but when she begged for faster, I was unforgiving. I pounded that silicone purple cock into her wet needy pink walled pussy until she moaned endlessly for me. I put the other end in my mouth and fucked her that way instead, I bobbed my head faster and faster, equally fucking her and me. I was choking on it but I couldn’t stop, the sight of her cum dripping down the cock spurred me on. I sucked and fucked with all my strength but before I could move, she accidentally squirted and it got on my face.

I pulled my mouth away with a loud gasp but I wasn't ready to end it yet. With half the dildo still inside Sarah, I got up and squatted as I slowly lowered myself onto the other half. She was propped against the pillows whilst I was now sitting on top of her, the two-sided dildo in both of us. I grabbed my own boobs and played with them as I rode her. I switched between grinding on the cock and bouncing on it, Sarah encouraged me, telling me how pretty I looked fucking her. We continued fucking each other for a long while, i simply enjoyed the feeling of a cock inside me so I prolonged it. Sarah and I each came twice but I kept riding and she begged for me to stop.

“No, I want to keep riding.”

“Please! I can’t cum anymore Y/N.”

“But I like seeing you filled to the brim.”

“Fuck Y/N, don’t say that.”

“You like that? Wanna hear me say how full you look? How your hole is stuffed and your cunt is covered with our cum?”

“Keep going, I’ll cum again.”

“That’s it mommy. Cum on my pretty pussy. Look at your big tits bouncing around.”

“Please keep going.”

I reached down and gathered a bit of the cum then wiped it on her lips. I lowered my head and kissed her, my hips grinding forcefully against hers. She was quick to suck my bottom lip in so we tongued each other. Our boobs were slipping and sliding around, our cunts were squelching, it was all so hot. She came again and moaned into my mouth, we both cummed against each other but we also squirted. I pulled away and continued to ride slowly until I was satisfied and came to a stop.

I lifted myself off of her and removed the dildo. I looked at Sarah with a satisfied smile. She pushed me back gently and brought her head to my cunt. With small kitten-like licks, she cleaned me up and sucked softly. I closed my eyes and slowly grinded on her lips, she continued until suddenly when I felt something else at my entrance. I opened my eyes and peered down to see her trying to fit her boob into my pussy. I chuckled and she quickly looked up at me, she reached me with a slow crawl. Sarah laid on top of me then placed her nipples on my mouth.

“Be a good girl and clean mommy’s tits, they’re covered in your cum baby.” She instructed while holding onto her breasts.

“Yes mommy, I love your boobs.” I said before sucking on one nipple then switching to the other. I continued doing this until Sarah was satisfied.

We decided on getting cleaned up so while she changed her sheets, I went to her bathroom and started the shower. I came back and she was ready, we went to the shower together where we kissed once more and she inserted the dildo in me and sat on my lap as she rode it. All I could think of at the moment was thank goodness Kiara wasn’t here. I’d have missed out on fucking Sarah senseless and vice versa. Maybe Kiara just needed a good fuck too.

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