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darkroomkisses · 11 months

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Blame it on the Alcohol (Dark!Rafe Cameron x Dark!Topper Thornton x Reader)

Pairings: Rafe Cameron x Topper Thornton x Reader

Warnings: NON-CON, Drugged sex, Smut, Fem!reader, Dark Rafe Cameron, Dark Topper Thornton, intoxication,Degradation, Underage Drinking/Drug use, Unconscious reader, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, Toxic relationship, Sharing, choking, Face fucking, cuckolding, The boys are nasty, Read Tags and Enjoy!

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Summary: You attend a house party with your boyfriend Rafe Cameron, like most nights. After drinking and trying some blow you start to feel uneasy. Rafe tells Topper to help you out. Little do you know the type of “help” Rafe and Topper have planned for you.

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Part two

You ended up at a party even though you begged Rafe not to take you. You do not know why he was so insistent on you going.

You wanted to be cuddled up on the couch with Rafe and watch a movie. But no, Rafe said tonight was something he didn't want to miss, so far you couldn’t see why.

You sat on the couch, arms crossed; Rafe had his arm wrapped around your waist. You zoned out of the conversation Rafe was having with his friends after a while.

You reach for your drink and realize the cup is empty, you let out a pout. Rafe notices your expression and smirks, taking the cup out of your hand.

“Topper, bring us some drinks, make hers special” Rafe holds the cups up and waves it at Topper. Topper gives Rafe a look and mumbles under his breath but gets up.

“Rafe I could have got my own drink” You cuddle next to Rafe, enjoying a little how he bosses Topper around. “Nah, let him do something for you, he wanted us here tonight” Rafe kisses you on the forehead.

You straighten up at that, why did Topper care if you came tonight? you think, you let it go and Topper returns with your drinks you look in the cup, it is light pink and looks sweet.

Rafe pushes the cup to your lips “Taste it before you say you don’t like it” You sip it, it's a little too sweet but surprisingly good. “Okay Top, you know how to mix a drink” you compliment him.

“Yeah, Top has a real career down the at tiki bar” Kelce laughs.

“I think Topper would look good in a hot red bikini” you joke, cupping your own chest. Rafe and Kelce smirk at your jab.

“Alright alright relax, I know a thing or two” Topper leans back in his chair his eyes on you, watching every sip you take.

You look at Rafe who is currently snorting coke. Rafe lets out a hefty sigh leaning back. “Babe, take a bump” Rafe tells you, he’s not asking but you shake your head anyway. “I dunno” you hesitate.

You feel his hand on the back of your neck, Rafe’s mouth on your ear “Don’t fucking embarrass me”

You force a smile even though you know no one else could hear him. You lean down with Rafe’s hand guiding your head, you snort most of the line there.

You inhale and cough a little. You’re new to hard drugs never been your thing but being with Rafe, you had to step out of your comfort zone.

Your nose burns and you don’t like the feeling, but Rafe looks so happy with you.

“Good girl” Rafe praises you lean back trying focus on your breathing.

You’re not sure how much time passes; it feels like hours as everything around you starts to slow. You’re almost finished with your drink, your eyes feel heavy.

“Rafe, I don’t feel so good” your words slurred. You hold on to your boyfriend, he doesn’t seem that concerned.

“Top” Rafe gives Topper a look, telling him without words to come over.

“Hey y/n, come on” Top picks you up by your waist helping you up.

“Rafe what-” You try to question, but your voice sounds so far away.

“Don’t worry, I got you” Topper voice is soft as he guides you away from your boyfriend and up the steps.

Your feet feel heavy as you are forced up the steps. Topper brings you to a bedroom and shuts the door.

Its dark and you can only hear your shallow breathing and the muffled music from downstairs.

Topper guides you to the bed and you lay down, happy to lay down on a soft surface. Your swirling head calmed down by the silence for a minute.

Your eyes are closed, you feel yourself drifting away. The bed dips down and you feel a weight on you.

“Rafe?” you slur out, forgetting you weren’t in the room with him.

The darkness is making it hard to see the figure on top of you.

“No baby, it’s Topper” You feel his unfamiliar hands on your body, roaming and touching places they shouldn’t.

You panic “Topper what are you-” The words come out slowly and quiet. Topper shushes you, running his hand down your face.

“You’re safe with me, don’t worry” Topper says in a low voice, you feel light kisses placed on your neck then your lips.

He kisses you with vigor, his tongue fighting for entrance.

You try to shake your head telling him you don’t want it, you move your heavy arms to his chest to push him off you, but he doesn’t budge.

You use your little strength to bit his lip. “Fucking bitch” Topper curses and you feel his hand at your throat. “Don’t try that slick shit again” he squeezes a little.

You feel your tears trickle to your ears. “Be good for me or else” Topper voice is ice cold.

You whimper at his words, you don’t want to know what his “or else” means.

You feel your shirt pushed up, your bare chest exposed to him.

“Fuck even better than I even better than I imagined” Topper is almost salivating at the sight.

“Topper please” You plead lightly. “You want more huh?” Topper kisses your chest, not understanding your discomfort.

He brings his lips around one of your nipples, sucking on it hard.

He takes his hand to grope your free tit. He’s moans on your tit; you feel the vibration through your body.

Heat forming between your legs, wetness soaking your panties.

You try not to focus on the feeling, your eyes are squeezed shut.

You don’t hear the door open but the voice you hear makes your eyes pop open, Topper stops his movements.

“See your getting hot and heavy already” Rafe voice is heavy in your ears.

“Rafe” you whimper trying to sit up, but you can’t move fast enough.

“Sorry bro, I can't help it, I mean look at her” Topper brings his hand to squeeze your tit softly.

You try to sit up again but you feel like a ton of bricks are keeping you down, and it doesn’t help that Topper is on top of you.

Rafe strides over to you “Damn dude she looks fucked up, how much of that shit did you give her?” you feel his hands on your face.

“Idk man it must be strong” Topper picks your arm up and it drops back down.

You feel a little sick listening to their conversation, you struggle to keep up. Did they put something in your drink? Why? Your brain is hurts trying to put it together.

“Hey baby, how are you feeling?” Rafe coos in your face.

You want to yell and scream but it fails to come out. You feel out of control, and you want to leave.

“Home...I want to go home” you cry out softly. Rafe and Topper ignore you, your pleas falling on deaf ears.

“Shit Topper, get to it before she passes out” You hate how they talk about you like you’re not even here.

You feel your heart sink and the tears flow heavily now. Topper pushes your skirt up and pushes your underwear to the side.

His slender fingers brush against your clit and slit, lightning shoots through your body.

“Shit she’s so wet and fucking tight man, she likes it” Topper says as he feels your wetness on his fingers, stroking you roughly before sticking his fingers in you.

Your whole-body jolts “always fucking wet bro, barely have to touch her” Rafe sits on the bed behind you, so your head is in his lap.

He bends over and kisses you on the lips. Topper brings his mouth to your cunt; he’s eats you out slowly moaning into your wetness.

He puts his hands tight on your thighs holding them apart.

He lets up only to rip your underwear down and he slides his fingers in you again stretching you out.

He pulls his fingers out and licks his fingers. Topper gets up pulling his pants down his cock his hard and ready.

You try to back away knowing what coming next and Rafe holds you in place. “Don’t move baby, let him in”

“No, no!” you whine out.

“Come on, don’t make me tell you again” Rafe warns you. You don’t move again knowing you can’t get out of this.

Topper lines himself up, he pushes in a little hitting resistance. “Come on pretty girl, it’s okay” Topper pushes again, your hole stretching a little more.

Topper is already moaning at the feeling of being inside you. When you feel him force himself deeper, you whine at the pain.

Rafe rubs your face, soothing you lightly. “Fuck man she’s so fucking tight” Topper pulls out of you quickly, just too fuck into again with more force, he bottoms out after a thrust or two.

You cry out the sudden movement hurting you, this intrusion is too much too bear.

You feel Rafe shift against you, he moves your head and pulls his pants down, he’s hard. Rafe strokes himself as Topper fucks into you.

Topper moans and rocks his hips harder against you. “You feel so good, so good” Topper rubs your tits, squeezing hard.

Your eyes feel heavy again you close them, trying not to focus on the pleasure budding past the pain.

Rafe gets off the bed standing at the side. Rafe pats your face quickly “Open your mouth baby” he whispers.

“Show how well you suck my cock” when you don't budge Rafe forces your mouth open, sinking his cock into your mouth.

“Mm just like that” Rafe moves your head back and forth on his hard cock, he pushes your head against flush against him.

You can’t breathe properly and your body shakes; you’re so overwhelmed by the feeling of Topper rutting into your core and Rafe fucking your mouth.

“Yes, fuck yes, she’s squeezing my cock” Topper props up so he’s kneeling, he pushes your knees up.

“Fucking hell, she's getting tight, I think she’s going to come” You try to fight everything in your body telling you this feels good.

“Dirty fucking girl, coming from my best friend fucking you, such a little slut” Rafe mocks fucking your mouth harder, he leans in as if he can get further down your throat.

“Fucking whore” Rafe pants, running his hands through your hair, he makes a fist.

“Cum, you little slut, I know you want to” You whimper around Rafe’s hard cock, usually you love feeling of him fucking your mouth, but right now you couldn’t enjoy it, not like this.

You felt betrayed by him and your body in this moment.

The bubble bursts and you cum around Toppers cock, clenching hard, your hands grasp the bedsheets. You feel like you're floating, you try to ground yourself.

You moan around Rafe cock, tears soaking the sheets. “Fucking hell, that was so hot baby” Rafe pulls out of your mouth.

You pant hard, trying to catch your breath.

“I'm close, I wanna come inside her” Topper moans.

You whimper trying to shake your head. “Nah you had your little fun, pull out” Rafe orders. Topper groans and thrusts in you one more time before pulling out of you, he comes on your stomach.

You cringe at the hot sticky mess on you. Topper moves to Rafe’s spot on the bed and Rafe moves between your legs.

Topper strokes himself softly still hard, watching the scene in front of him.

“You’re so good Angel, can’t believe you came for me like that” Topper praises, he spreads the mess he made, further up your body.

You swat his hand away weakly. “F-fuck you” you spit, barely audible.

“Fuck she’s feisty even when she’s drugged” Topper laughs quietly.

“Shut up man” Rafe rolls his eyes. Rafe flips you over so you're laying on your stomach, he pulls you on your knees, so your ass is up.

He gives it a slap, holding your hips in place so you don’t jerk away from him.

“We’re not done yet, you’re mine now” Rafe voice is heavy with authority.

Rafe doesn’t have to prep you since you're still wet from your orgasm, every part of you feels tired. Rafe pushes himself in so smoothly, moaning as your juices coat his heavy cock.

“So wet and warm for me” Rafe happily sighs out.

Every thrust is harder and harder, like he is trying to out fuck Topper or something. You feel like you can’t take it anymore, your cunt still sore from Topper.

“Rafe slow” you beg, your voice is muffled with your face pushed against the mattress. Rafe scoffs, not slowing his pace.

“You’re mine to do whatever the fuck I want with; you hear me?” Rafe snarls.

He pushes you further into the mattress. “Your pretty holes are for me to fill every night” each word feels like a stab to your gut.

He’s fucking into your soaking core with such force you feel like you are going to break.

You wail into the mattress, your cries going unheard. The slapping of hips against your ass is loud in the room.

Topper jerks off hastily and sloppily to the scene in front of him, you hear his breathy moans, clearly enjoying Rafe’s abuse to your cunt.

“You’re mine, right? My little slut?” Rafe lifts your head up to hear you speak.

“Yes” your shaky voice barely audible between your cries.

Rafe pulls out and flips you over and wraps his big hands around your neck, squeezing.

“I make the decisions here” Rafe’s cock hits you at a certain angle that makes you see stars.

“If I want you to fuck my friend and come all over his dick, you fucking do it”

“I know what's best for you, you need me baby” Rafe breathing is shallow, you feel yourself clenching around his cock.

Topper moans and groans are hard to ignore and are only getting louder in your ears.

“Rafe” is all you can manage you feel yourself coming again, this time on your boyfriend cock. You moan out, reaching for Rafe to hold onto him, your legs shaking wildly.

“That’s my good girl, come on my fucking cock” you let out a heavy breath, all your energy is used up.

Your mind is slipping, your eyes close as you pass out.

Rafe holds you close, his face in your neck as he comes inside you, making more of a mess in you.

He groans into your neck. You don’t move a muscle; Rafe pulls out of you slowly.

He watches as the mix of both your juices spill out of you. Topper curses as he comes in his hand, panting hard.

“That shit was incredible Rafe, she’s incredible” Topper pants, still staring at you.

“Get your own fucking girlfriend Top” Rafe says possessively.

“This” he points at you “was a one time thing” Rafe says, while cleaning himself up with the bedsheets and pulling his pants up.

“I'm just saying man” He puts his hands up in defense “She’s an amazing lay, probably the best I’ve had” Topper says slowly fixing himself up.

Topper and Rafe watch as you sleep, your breathing is slow and shallow.

“Yeah, she sure is, I'm never letting her go” Rafe says definitively.

“She’s going to be pissed, you know” Topper half laughs not really caring if you’re pissed or not.

“She won’t remember a damn thing”

“And If she does?” Topper questions rising an eyebrow at the blonde.

“We’ll blame it on the alcohol” Rafe smirks at his best friend running a hand through his hair.

Rafe haphazardly cleans you off and tucks you in the bed, before leaving you alone to sleep this night off.

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sweetestdesire · 1 year

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JEALOUS DESIRES

WARNINGS: hair pulling, extreme domination, spanking, possessive behavior, public sexual acts, exhibitionist kink, etc. 18+ readers only

PAIRING(S): Topper Thornton x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: in which Fem!Reader discovers there's an upside to jealousy.

Sunlight kissed Y/N’s skin and tangled in her hair. Warm air filtered through the open window, caressing her bare shoulders as the car cruised along the road. She closed her eyes and sighed. The hard rock music blaring from the speakers competed with the persistent throbbing inside her head. She leaned her elbow on the door and massaged her temple.

Her eyes slowly drifted open. Y/N stared at the line of palm trees scattered along the roadside as words of suspicion crawled up her throat. She forced them back, knowing they served no other purpose than stirring up trouble she didn't want or need. She smoothed her hands over her white skirt, trying to ignore the twisting in her stomach.

Y/N studied the pink polish coating her fingernails and focused her thoughts on dinner instead. Topper planned to take her out tonight to their favorite restaurant. Just the two of them, a candle lit table, good food and a glass or two of wine. It was a custom he'd begun on their first anniversary together. They'd kept it going four years now.

Her gaze shifted to Topper. His elbow rested on the door. One hand wrapped around the steering wheel while the other tapped a silent beat against his jeans-clad thigh. He wore a short-sleeved shirt and the breeze coming through the crack of open window ruffled his blonde hair.

Y/N’s eyes narrowed. The relaxed air about him, the complete lack of awareness, brought back in a rush the annoyance she'd been attempting to quash. He hadn't noticed her discomfort from the party tonight. It seemed, even now, after a half hour of silence, it still hadn't registered.

Topper glanced across at her as if feeling the weight of her stare on him. "What's wrong?"

Y/N exhaled slowly. The words began tumbling out of her mouth before she could stop them. "Why did you let her keep throwing herself at you?"

Topper reached out to turn down the music. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"That doesn't surprise me." She ordered herself to stay calm.

He dropped his hand on the knee revealed by her skirt, squeezing her sun-warmed flesh a little. "Why don't you enlighten me, then?"

"It's not funny, Topper." She pushed his hand away, ignoring the amusement in his deep voice.

"I'm not laughing, Y/N." He raised an eyebrow and returned his attention to the road. "I can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong.”

"It's the party. Cassidy kept putting her arms around you like you were a possession of hers. How many times did she need to whisper in your ear?" Y/N mentally chided herself for her pettiness. She hated the whining tone in her voice.

"The party was loud." Topper threw her a look of patience that further put her on edge. "I couldn't hear what she was saying."

"She didn't have to press her entire body against yours, or look over to make sure I noticed. She kept touching you and laughing at every thing you said. You're not that fucking funny, Topper." Y/N flinched inwardly. So much for remaining calm.

Topper shot her a heated look. "Are you jealous, Y/N?" His piercing blue eyes were sharp in their appraisal. "Of her?"

"No." She tugged at the neckline of her pink singlet and shifted in her seat. "I don't know. You just looked like you loved the attention. It made me wonder if there was something going on between you two."

"It made you…" Topper let out a harsh laugh and shook his head. He stared at the road and drummed his fingertips against the steering wheel. "I thought you were more secure than that."

"I am." Y/N cursed the surge of heat that flooded her cheeks. "I always have been, but this is different. You both looked a little too close." She gazed out the side window and chewed on her lower lip.

Silence descended. The seconds ticked by, dragging into uncomfortable minutes. Y/N could barely stand it. Her shoulders stiffened. Her eyes would have welled with tears if she'd allowed herself to let go. She clamped her lips together to avoid speaking again. With the mood she was in now, it would only worsen the situation.

Why couldn't she have just kept her mouth shut in the first place? Y/N stared down at her hands, her vision blurring as her fingers twisted in her lap. With his quick smiles and outgoing personality, Topper got plenty of attention from other women. He always had. It had never occurred to Y/N to be bothered by it in the past. She wished she could just push it from her mind now.

Topper began tapping his fingertips against his thigh, rapidly increasing tempo until he stopped altogether. He sighed and tossed her a glance.

"You piss me off sometimes, you know that?” Topper checked the rear view mirror and flicked the indicator. He steered the car into a rest stop and parked in the first available space.

Y/N’s breath caught as the car jerked to an abrupt halt, just stopping shy of hitting the curb. With her eyes wide, she watched as Topper cut the engine, shoved the door open and climbed out in one fluid movement. She gripped the hand rest as he rounded the front of the car. Her heart thundered against her ribs when he yanked the door from her grasp.

She shrank back against the seat and stared up at him. “What's going on? What are you doing?"

"Get out."

"No." Her voice trembled. She wondered if he could even hear it above the constant rush of traffic. "What's wrong with you?"

Topper slid his fingers around her upper arm and tugged. "I can't do what I plan on doing right here."

Y/N scanned the parking lot, noticing a delivery truck and a couple of cars. A pair of elderly women occupied the one and only picnic bench. The determined look in his eyes had a faint twinge of unease settling in her gut. She stepped outside beside him. He grabbed her hand and stalked away without giving her a chance to catch her breath, his pace so brisk she had to jog to keep up.

Y/N’s sandals slapped against her heels and her skirt tangled about her thighs. "Topper?"

He rubbed circles over her palm with his thumb. "Shut up, Y/N."

Shut up? She scraped back the strands of hair blowing across her face. "Where are you taking me?"

Topper led her away from the picnicking women and the delivery truck, away from the noise of the highway. He took her behind the restrooms where tall trees and blackberry bushes grew rampant. He swung her around in a small channel of cleared grass and pressed her back against the wall.

Her breath left her in a shaky sigh. Y/N’s gaze flittered about, concentrating on anything, everything but Topper. He slid his hands up her arms, circled her neck with his fingers. Topper gently held her face with his thumbs under her chin. Y/N built the courage to finally look up at him. She swallowed hard and fought down the jittery sensation inside her.

“You can't just fix this with a kiss." Y/N licked her lips.

Topper caught the quick movement of her tongue. A feral gleam flickered in his eyes. "I know." He sank his hand into her hair, gathering the weight in a thick bundle.

Wrapping the rope of hair around his fist, Topper tugged until her head tipped back and he'd exposed her neck. Y/N clamped her hands around his forearms, as much for support as a need to try and restrain him.

Topper nibbled at the line of her bare shoulder, licked the smooth curve where collarbone met neck. He scraped his teeth over the sensitive skin of her throat, drawing a heavy breath from her. Her pulse pounded erratically in her ears. Y/N fought the desire racing through her, tried to shut it out. To punish him, it shamed her to admit.

Y/N wedged her hands between their bodies and pushed at his chest. "Don't. I'm pissed off, Topper."

"I know." His mobile mouth traveled further, planting small wet kisses along the way, until he nipped at her chin. His chest pushed against hers, crushing against her breasts. Y/N closed her eyes. Her lips parted on a sigh as the evidence of his arousal pressed snugly between them.

"Look at me." Topper released her hair and clasped her flushed cheeks between his palms. His voice had grown husky and dark.

Y/N forced her lids to flutter open, forced her focus to return.

"I don't like seeing this jealousy in you." Topper shoved his knee between her thighs and leaned in closer, until merely a breath separated them. He lifted his knee higher, rubbing firm strokes back and forth against her pussy. “Makes me want to fuck it right out of you."

A surge of excitement began in her stomach, spreading through her body. Y/N braced herself as his lips claimed hers. Topper’s mouth was hot and hard as it gave and took; both punishing and arousing. His tongue thrust inside her mouth, delving and exploring the moist depths. He sank his hand into her hair, tangling his fingers in the strands. His arm slid around her back, holding her tight.

Y/N slipped her hands beneath his shirt, needy fingers seeking out skin. She pressed her tongue to his and heard the growl in his throat. Irritation swiftly faded as need welled inside her. Topper cupped her breasts in the warmth of his hands, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs.

Before Y/N could adjust to each new touch, each fevered caress, he replaced it with another. Her back arched, her bare shoulders pressed into the bricks. She moaned with the pleasure of it all and he swallowed the sound with his mouth.

Topper tore his lips from hers, his chest heaving as he looked her over. He exhaled through his nose. His jaw clenched. Their eyes met and a corner of his mouth quirked in a smile.

"Topper.” Y/N spread her hands over his chest. “I'm sorry. I was being unreasonable. Jealous. Suspicious." She linked her fingers around the back of his neck and pulled him closer. "Just fuck me and make it all better."

A hoarse sound broke from Topper’s open mouth. "Oh, I intend to.” He said.

A quick fumble of belt buckle, a harsh movement of zipper, and he was ready for her. Topper gripped her thighs and hoisted her up against the wall. Y/N wrapped her long legs around his waist and held her breath. He shoved his hand between their bodies, yanked her panties to one side and plunged inside her.

Y/N gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. She tilted her head back and groaned. He settled his mouth against her throat, nuzzled her warm flesh. Topper thrust hard, his movements jolting her against the wall. Coarse bricks scratched her back. Her thighs clamped around him and her stomach dipped with pleasure.

Topper was taming her anger with his body. Passion replaced it, and she pulled his face down to hers, kissing him from the depths of her soul. He groaned deep in his chest and kissed her back, his strokes gentling, his hands going under her ass to lift her up into him tighter.

"Who do you belong to?" Topper asked, his calm voice slowly getting louder, pushing into her in time with each word. "Whose spit do you swallow? Who stretches out your tightness till you beg me to stop? Whose cum do you take every fucking day?"

"Yours.” Y/N whispered.

"Say it.” He growled, frustration lingering in his voice.

"Yours, Topper.” She managed it let out, shakily.

"That’s my girl." He almost whispered, his voice horase with excitement

She dug her fingertips into the flexing muscles of his back, overcome with emotion. Y/N should never have doubted him. Why had she doubted him?

"Topper, I..."

"Sh, baby." His raspy voice brought her back to reality. He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Stop thinking."

Topper slowed his pumping hips until he was grinding against her. Heated skin meshed with heated skin. His breath warmed her cheek, his heartbeat pounded with hers. He held her weight with one arm and cupped her jaw with his other hand. He urged her mouth open with his thumb at her chin, and delved inside. His tongue dipped in and warred with hers, searching, arousing.

Pleasure rushed through her, deep in her belly, radiating outwards in an arc of intensity. Y/N arched her back and strained against him. Her nipples begged for attention, tingling for the touch of his hands or mouth.

“Please, Topper.” Y/N breathed hotly against his mouth.

As if sensing her need, Topper hooked his fingers in the neckline of her singlet and tugged. He snagged her white lace bra and dragged it down until her bared breasts jutted proudly above the gathered material. He teased and taunted her, rolling her nipple between the roughened pads of his fingertips until she was gasping for each breath.

The desire for release built inside Y/N until she could no longer hold on. She reached beneath their bodies with her outstretched fingers and cupped Topper, stroking him softly.

He broke the connection of their mouths and bucked against her. "You keep doing that, Y/N, and you'll make me cum."

Y/N continued the sensual motions while she nibbled on his chin. "That's the idea."

Topper let out a laughing groan, shifted her weight in his arms and used his free hand to grip the back of her neck. He leaned against her more heavily, his blue eyes watchful and intent.

A car horn bleated in the distance. All the while Topper thrust his cock inside her, holding her, pushing her to the edge. Y/N’s mind clouded over, her vision blurred. Desire spiraled out of control in her stomach.

Y/N turned her head to the side to draw in air when she heard approaching footsteps. Her eyes widened. Her heart tripped. "Oh, God. Someone's coming."

"Yeah, that'd be you." Topper slipped his hand down her stomach, dipping his fingers into her heat. His thumb slid over her clit, massaging gently.

Y/N’s back bowed, and her thighs clenched around him. She squeezed her eyes shut as heat started to curl into her lower stomach, breath coming in short. A sharp crack sounded through the air, and Y/N opened her eyes and saw passion blazing in his. She gasped at the stinging pain on her thigh as Topper brought his hand down hard enough to get her attention.

“Fucking look at me. Fuck, you know just how to get under my skin, Y/N.” His eyes were dark with lust and narrowed with effort, drops of sweat dripping down the side of his face. “Are you going to be a good girl from now on?” He asked, going back to teasing mode.

"Yes, I'll always be your good girl."

"Good. Now, be a good girl and cum for me."

A flush crept up her neck, blooming in her cheeks. She clutched him, her fingernails biting into his shoulders as an orgasm ripped through her. Topper soon joined her and a groan tore from his throat.

Y/N held on tightly as he grunted and slammed his cock inside her. Over and over and over again. The intensity built until his mouth captured hers and he came hard, shuddering with the effort. His kisses gentled, until reluctantly he pulled back.

Topper let his head rest on her shoulder while he caught his breath. Y/N stroked his jaw with her fingertips, trying hard to calm the racing of her heart. Their slowing breaths and the distant hum of cars were the only sounds.

He licked the sensitive spot behind her ear as a tremor worked its way through his body. "I can hardly breathe." Topper kissed Y/N one final time and helped her to her feet. "You almost killed me."

Y/N laughed, choking on the sound when a burly man rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks. His eyes momentarily dropped to Y/N’s bared breasts and widened in surprise.

Topper immediately moved to shield her body as he tucked himself back into his jeans. When his eyes rose to meet Y/N’s, they shined with amusement. She let out a squeak and yanked her singlet back into place.

The man's mouth opened, but no sound came out. He cleared his throat and tried again. "I was driving by while you two were walking away. I thought you were in trouble the way he dragged you back here."

Topper intertwined his fingers with Y/N’s and turned to face the man. "She's fine, man. Things just got a bit out of hand."

"I see that." The man stood for a couple of uncomfortable seconds before shrugging his shoulders. "I'll leave you to it, then."

"Thanks." Y/N smiled weakly and gave him a small wave. When he disappeared around the corner, she shoved Topper’s chest and fought the laughter that bubbled inside her. "He saw me half naked thanks to you, asshole.”

"You’ve probably made his day." Topper led her out from behind the restroom and began walking back to the car. Tall grass slapped Y/N’s bare legs and the sounds of traffic drifted on the wind. He looked down at her and grinned. "You’ve definitely made mine."

"Yeah." Y/N sighed with contentment and squeezed his hand. "You’ve made mine, too."

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toppersbitch · 1 year

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Hey!! I hope you are doing well!!! Is it possible for me to get "be a doll and do a spin for me, won’t you? you just look so adorable." with Topper, please? Thank you so much in advance!!! 💞

Spin for Me // Topper Thornton x Reader

Summary: Midsummers was a disaster thanks to those damn Pouges, but Topper does his best to keep you happy

Word Count: 550

Warnings: swearing, tad bit of angst, nothing more this is just fluff

Prompt: "Be a doll and do a spin for me, won’t you? you just look so adorable."

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Standing around the Midsummer's event was the most boring part; your boyfriend was off goofing around with Kelce and Rafe, nowhere in sight. Random strangers and acquaintances would muddle around, engaging in dull conversations about your life plans.However, you looked forward to dancing with Topper. You looked forward to the slow songs, holding on tight to him while swaying back and forth. JJ ran right past you, his tray of drinks splashing onto you as he took a step forward, eyeing the tray of food. "What the fuck?" you mumbled, rolling your eyes. This night was just getting worse and worse. Wine soaked through your white dress—where the hell was Topper? You just wanted to go home. You stormed into the girl's bathroom, dabbing a wet napkin over the stains. It was a total loss. You pushed open the door, grabbed your phone from your purse, and prepared to text Topper. He stepped out of the men's locker room. "Hey, what's going on?" He was looking at your face, not noticing the huge stain on your dress. "Let's go dancing!" He reached out his hand for you to take. "No, I want to go home, Top." You tried to keep your tone even as his gaze settled on the stain. "Oh, it’s really not that bad." "It’s bad. Can you please just take me home?" You didn't let him finish. You turned on your heel and began walking to the front doors and out to Topper's car. He was trailing behind you like a lost puppy. He ran ahead, opening your door for you. The drive back to his house was silent, with no music, no humorous road rage, no nothing. You said nothing as you went inside and showered; you weren’t fuming anymore. You’d had time to rationalize your feelings. Midsummer was stupid anyway, and it happened every year. "Hey Top," you saw him sitting in his bed on his phone, "I’m sorry I snapped at you; I was just so frustrated with what happened and I’m sorry." "Wait, what happened?" He sat up, pulling you to sit next to him. "JJ fucking knocked a tray of drinks into me," you rolled your eyes as you finished. "Oh, I’m so going to get back at him for that," Topper stood abruptly, "that’s fucking bullshit." "Top," you said, grabbing his arm, "that's not even the issue." "Then what?" "I just really wanted to dance with you," you pouted. "I’m sorry, baby, I should've paid more attention to you." He kneeled in front of you on the bed, held your hand, and said, "Let's dance right now." He stood, pulling up classical music through the house speakers. "No, Topper, I'm only in a towel," he shrugged, looking you up and down. You shook your head intently; there was no way in hell you would dance in a bath towel. "Come on, baby, be a doll, and do a spin for me, won’t you?" He stretched out his hand and pulled you up. He spun you around and said, "Oh, you just look so adorable." He pulled you back into himself, wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing you. You lifted your arms around his neck, both of your heads resting on the other's shoulder. You placed a hand on the back of his head, playing with his soft hair as he swayed you two back and forth.

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This was such a cute little prompt to write! I hope you and everyone else enjoys <3

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djolvr · 10 months

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sugar daaddy!rafe cameron x passenger princess!reader hcs

A/N:LAWWWWD these two have been living in my head rent free for the past couple of days and I can't take it anymore

Summary: Rafe and reader being the power couple they were always meant to be

•You two are always in the car

•If you're not home, you're in Rafe's jeep

•He always has your favorite snacks, perfume, makeup, and anything else you need in the glove box

•His hand is always on your thigh (😫plssss)

•The front seat is for you and only you

Topper*opening passenger door*: Rafe, wassup!

Rafe: Get in the back.

Topper: What? Why?

Rafe: That's y/n's seat.

Topper: Dude she's not even here!

•Always has an extra one of his hoodies sprayed with his cologne for you in the back

•Drives you to the super expensive stores on the mainland, letting you get whatever you want

•Always has a gift for you waiting in your seat when you open the door, whether it's one of your favorite snacks or a necklace with his name on it, there is always something there for you

•You're always on aux, you're always playing whatever you want, even if Topper and Kelce are complaining in the back

•You and Rafe are only in the back on special occasions (iykyk)

•Late night drives, going to the middle of nowhere to stargaze

•Taking you a hidden beach with the whitest sand and the clearest waters

•Rafe only letting you get his car dirty with sand, like he will murder anyone else who gets one speck of dust in his car

•Rafe and you are you just the okokokokok and lalalalala couple and it's the best

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cloveswifey · 1 year

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Time wasted

Parings: Topper Thornton x Fem!Reader

Type: angst

Words: 342

Y/N was waiting at the restaurant for Topper, tapping her foot impatiently. They had made reservations for a romantic dinner date and had been looking forward to this for days. Finally, after 30 minutes of waiting, Topper strode in, looking charming and disarming as usual.

Y/N was fuming as Topper took a seat across from her.

Topper immediately sensed Y/N’s agitation and asked “what’s wrong.”

Y/N snapped, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong is that you’re late!”

Topper’s face fell for a moment, realizing how much of a blunder he had made. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I got held up with practice,” he said earnestly, hoping to smooth things over.

“That’s not a good enough excuse. We had plans, Topper. You could have let me know,” Y/N retorted, unable to calm down.

Topper understood Y/N's point, but he didn’t like being berated in public. “I get it, Y/N, but can we please just enjoy our dinner together? Let’s not ruin the night,” he pleaded.

But Y/N was not having any of it. “No, I’m not going to just forget about this. You disrespected me and my time.”

Topper sighed deeply, “Okay, okay. I’m sorry, Y/N. I promise to make it up to you.”

The two finished dinner in what felt like an awkward silence, and Y/N soon realized that the night was ruined.

Y/N had waited so long for this date, had been so excited to share a meal with Topper, to talk to him, and to be with him. Instead, she felt disappointed, disrespected, and let down.

As they drove home, Y/N let their irritation with Topper simmer down to a slow boil.

They both knew they needed to have a conversation about their boundaries and respect for each other's time. She loved Topper, but they weren't willing to let him get away with disrespecting their time like that again. It was time to set some clear boundaries for their relationship.

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beautouslysandy · 1 month

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what that figure eight living/ chapter two, the pool side and rafe’s secret

by- sandy

f!reader x platonic!rafe cameron and topper thornton

word count: 1,037 words

warnings: mention of cocaine, swearing, broken nose scene, lowercase intended, might have grammatical errors

a/n 💌: this one is sorta short so i will try to get chapter three out soon! i am so happy to be back writing again!

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soon enough rafe punched the random guy who cursed at you, he lost control. “rafe!” you say trying to pull the blond off the guy

he looks back at you to see, you, wide eyes filled with fear. rafe as he was not paying attention gets hooked in the face, knocking him out.

you stare at the guy who had just knocked your best friend out, dropping down to make sure rafe is okay. soon topper appears and starts beating up the guy, you don’t bother as you know there is nothing you can do no matter what you say. you try and wake rafe when you see his nose is bloody and in a broken condition.

"rafe, wake up!" you say your voice shaking slightly

you look at topper who was still beating the shit out of the guy and sigh looking back at rafe.

"rafe wake the fuck up!" you whisper harshly

rafe groans "shut the fuck up." he teases smirking that smirk.

"finally the sleeping beauty wakes up." topper groans looking at rafe with a black eye.

rafe looks at him then the guy topper beat the shit out of "not gonna ask."

(timeskip to after rafe's broken nose gets fixed up)

at the cameron's house you, topper, and rafe were relaxing by the pool. sarah and her pogue friends walk by, and you see the blond boy of the group checking you out in your in an orange bikini. topper starts to play some music from his JBL speaker.

"too fucking loud man. turn that shit down" rafe says harshly as he takes a sip of his whiskey

"maybe if you weren't pounding the drinks while having a hangover, you wouldn't be so bothered by noise," you say sassily, you open up a magazine and pretend to read it. in reality you were hiding from the intense glare you knew Rafe was giving you right then and there.

"shut it, princess." rafe said coldly and he took another sip of his whiskey

"dont call me that." you say and topper laughs at something on his phone.

you look over to see topper cracking up over some tiktok on his phone. you laugh slightly at the familiar sight.

"you good top?" you ask with an amused grin

topper nods his head, still laughing. it was quite amusing to see him losing it over just a tiktok.

"shut it, topper. your killing my head." rafe groans as he puts on his ray band sunglasses

topper looks at rafe "stop killing the vibe man, just because you're not taking care of yourself doesn't mean you get to dump your shit all over us."

you laugh under your breath. rafe glares at the two of you and mumbles something incoherently under his breath.

“what did you say?” topper ask, smirking as he takes a big sip of his beer

“nothing.” rafe says harshly, he gets up from his chair and walks into the cameron’s estate.

“somebody is cranky” you say as you sip your lemonade

“honestly. he is so pissed off recently, it’s getting on my nerves” topper says sighing and leaning back into his chair

“it will pass, it always does.” you say sighing as you take in the sun rays

“yeah yeah” topper mumbles

————————( at the country clubs)———————————

you and topper had been dragged to the country club by your “lovely” parents. rafe had gotten out of it somehow. you were in a simple sundress with sandals/sandal heels/sneakers and the family heirloom necklace you always wore.

you smelled a bit like chlorine and dior perfume. your hair wavy from the water in the pool. you and topper were sitting at a table with your families.

“psst. are you getting pasta or steak?” topper whispers to you. his mom was still mad about the last dinner we had here.

you giggled quietly, and said “i think i might get an appetizer, i am not that hungry. we ate lunch two hours ago.”

topper nods and goes back to looking at the menu.

the country club was to say the least uneventful. you and topper were wiped out from spending the day in the pool and sun.

you returned home and when you entered your room with topper, he was hanging out for a bit, you saw rafe…snorting cocaine.

“what the hell…” you and topper both say slowly

rafe looks at you both, he is definitely high. rafe gets up quickly and stands in front of your desk, where the cocaine lays.

“i can explain, i swear..i…i can explain” rafe says his voice cracking slightly, his gorgeous blue-green eyes were wide with surprise.

“what the hell, man!” topper says loudly, he pushes rafe out of the way and throws the cocaine in your trash can.

“what the fuck, man! that’s a new roll!” rafe shouts

you are froze in the doorway, still. this felt all to real to be true. “get out rafe.” you say, your voice breaking.

‘no way in hell my best friend is an addict’ is all you can think in this moment. repeatedly.

“what.” rafe says almost angrily, he gets in your face and says harshly and slowly “what did you just say to me.” topper pushes rafe off me, “get out rafe. now. you need to chill out man.” topper says

we had never seen rafe so…unhinged. and all because of that shit he is taking.

rafe stomps out of your bedroom, slamming the door. then you hear him slam the front door to your families home.

“you good?” topper asks

“fine. i am gonna head to bed, do you think you could take the trash out?” you ask smiling softly, it was fake but you didn’t want to worry topper. he has enough to deal with because you knew he was going to go find rafe and talk to him.

topper just nods and takes your trash bag. he heads out closing your bedroom door behind him. you crawl into bed, you feel exhausted. you don’t even change or do your normal nighttime routine. you feel sore everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

‘how did i not know..’ is what crosses your mind before you drift off to sleep

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hazyspiderwebs · 9 months

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You were currently still daydreaming about the first kiss you and JJ shared. A text notification broke you out or your daydream. “Let’s go out.” JJ was known for spontaneously making plans but this time was different. He was actually asking you out on a date.

As you got to the dock you were surprised to see JJ with all of the Pogues accompanying him. You tried to hide your disappointment. “Y/N!!” JJ excitedly greeted you as he helped you into the boat. His hand held yours as you steadied yourself. You noticed his hand lingered for longer than normal but you tried to push the thought aside. As you were mentally at war with yourself JJ handed you a beer well his beer specifically. You wanted to just forget the stresses of life so you ended up finishing the rest of JJ’s beer in one sip as he watched in amazement. “Atta girl Y/N! I’ll get another one.”

You lost track of how many beers you and JJ split. What you weren’t expecting was to end up at a kegger. The Pogues split up and you followed Kie as she introduced you to some other people. As the night went on you got up to walk around and stretch your legs a bit. As you turned a corner you suddenly saw JJ kissing another girl. Your heart completely dropped. You normally weren’t a confrontational person but the alcohol suddenly gave you some courage. You could feel the heat rising through you as your anger steadily built up the closer you got to him.

“JJ what the hell?!” You asked followed by a light smack to his head. “OW what the hell was that about?” JJ asked as confused as you with his teeth clenched. “Really JJ? A touron? I expected more from you.” “Well that seems like a you problem.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his childish remark. “I thought we were a thing.” You accidentally let the words slip out that you had so carefully been trying to hold in. “Why would you think that? You know better than anyone I don’t believe in labels Y/N.” His last sentence followed by saying your name felt like a million stabs directly to your heart. “Yeah you’re right I shouldn’t have expected anything from you. Enjoy your touron.”

JJ’s words echoed in your head as you made the long trek back home. A voice suddenly calling your name brought you back to reality. “Y/N are you okay?” Topper asked genuinely concerned. Until now you had been completely oblivious to your own tears. “Um yeah I’m fine what’s up?” You asked trying to shift the conversation away front the obvious. Topper could sense something was up but he knew better than to question it. The two of you never really interacted that much. Your friend groups were rivals so naturally you usually avoided eachother.

“Do you want me to take you home?” He asked finally breaking the silence between the two of you. “Please” you responded with your voice barely above a whisper. “Are all guys shallow?” Your question caught Topper off guard. He glanced back at you before looking back at the road. “I think that depends on who you associate with.” “A guy that doesn’t believe in labels apparently.” “Oh. That’s definitely code for when a guy wants to keep his options open. I would recommend not staying around that kind of guy personally.”

The rest of the car ride was silent with the radio serving as background noise. After Topper parked he looked over at you and his heart broke for you. “Hey if you ever want to hang out with me and my friends here’s my number.” You saved his number and text him your name so he’d have your number. The two of you talked some more and he noticed you were getting tired. “Hey go get some sleep.” “But I don’t want tonight to end.” You pleaded. “I promise this won’t be the last night we talk.” His words made your heart skip a beat. You told him to text you when he got home. 10 minutes later he sent you a smiley face indicating he was home safely.

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ohwowimlonley · 11 months

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Hey!!! I hope you are doing well! Could I get Settle down - messages (give me a character and a scenario and I’ll do a message chain about it) with Topper and the reader drunk texting him. Please and thank you!!!

[join the party!]

This was so fun for me so here you go <3

#•megs ask box•#•megs celebrations•#•megs pretty daydreams•#topper thorton x reader #topper thorton smut #topper thorton imagine #topper outer banks #outer banks fic #outer banks moodboard #outer banks fluff #outer banks smut

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topperscumslut · 1 year

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the way sarah had the AUDACITY to say that topper loves the idea of her and not her when it’s literally the other way around. topper is madly (and unhealthily, but that’s another issue) in love with her, and sarah only loves what he can do for her. it was abundantly clear that she never truly loved topper (which is fine, you can’t force yourself to love someone, but don’t fucking use them for personal gain), and yet the writers still like to capitalize on the whole love triangle and “will they, won’t they” for the ✨drama✨. it’s fucked. topper has literally risked his life for sarah multiple times and all sarah has ever done was cheat on him and use him for attention and validation and bcuz she wanted a hot, rich, kook boyfriend, and for whatever other favors she wants from him. “he took advantage of her!!!!” what fucking show are you watching bro

#topper thornton #outer banks #OBX #sarah cameron #OBX 3 #outer banks season 3 #austin north #madelyn cline #topper obx #topper outer banks #justice for topper

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seriesxwriting · 2 years

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Private jet

Pairing- topper Thornton 🥰

Series- outer banks 💕

Summary- topper takes you on his private jet for the first time, heading to a surprise holiday for two weeks. Just you and him ;)).

Warnings- just kissing.

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“And we are going where?” I smirked across at my boyfriend in the taxi abandoning my view from the window. It had just stopped outside his private jet and my eyes had hearts in them. “Not tell you… still” he laughed cheekily at my pout and then leant over to kiss my cheek. Topper got out the car closing the door gently and bounced over to one of the men. He looked so important with his glasses and business talk- it was hot.

I waited for a few moments in the taxi alone, watching their conversation and topper laugh his head off with whatever other man said. He eventually came round to my side opening the door wide for me and putting his hand out like the gentleman he was. “Why thank you kind sir” i fluttered my eye lashes at him putting on a fake posh voice. “You joker” he laughed pulling me closer to his body looking down into my sparkling eyes.

“Your eyes are so pretty, especially in the sun” he smirked because I already knew, I told him it practically daily. They where definitely my best feature. “And you call me the joker” my hands slid up to his neck pulling him down for a much needed kiss. Thirty minutes in the car was much too long for me. He smiled against my soft lips at first before going into to the heart beating kiss. I could feel his heart against my chest and still I wanted to be closer to him.

“Master Thornton, the jet is ready to go when you are” the man came over awkwardly. If there was any other reason someone was interrupting our make out session I’d be pissed. But I’d been looking forward to this for what felt like a life time. We both gazed over at the stairs mechanically lowering to the ground. Our luggage was being unloaded by some other man in a suit. “Ready?” Topper asked me glowing, whilst dangling his hand in the air for me to take it. I’d never been on his jet before, I was beyond excited.

But even more so to spend two weeks on holiday with my boyfriend getting him all alone. All to my self, with no interruption. “As I’ll ever be” I grinned my shiny white teeth and topper took my hand chuckling at my excitement. “Your so cute, all it takes is a jet to make you happy” “what do you mean all” I slapped his chest, quite softly if I admitted it. Topper wiggled his eyebrows knowingly. We both climbed the steps hand in hand and he lead me over to two opposite window seats.

There was a butler waiting for us to sit down and he automatically handed us menus which topper just shook his head too. “Just a coffee for me please” I took the menu nervously looking at my boyfriend. I wasn’t used to all this fancy treatment. I had been a pogue for most of my life. Though my dad had recently struck gold we where not extravagant with our money because we where used to pogue life. We where very charitable even though we where now kooks. Topper understood this and knew I felt pressure as the man stared at me waiting to order.

“You can come back, we need a minute” topper saved me. I felt the airplane jolt before suddenly moving forwards. Faster and faster. Untill we where soon in the air. I gazed out the window to take my mind off of ordering also being amazed with my first plane journey. The seat belt Sign disappeared making a loud noise ripping me back to reality. “Come here” topper ordered beckoning me with his hands. I undid my seat belt and walked the step it took me over to him.

He wrapped his hands around my waist pulling me down to his lap. “Get what you want” he put the menu in my hands. I felt comfortable and safe in his arms, I smiled at the boy and browsed the menu. “Can I have a pizza please” “of course baby girl you can have anything” he kissed my hand taking the menu from me and pressing the button that made a bell noise. The man rushed out the cabin behind and stopped by us. Topper ordered for me and added a coke on knowing me too well.

We were left alone again, which is how I liked it. “So what do you wanna do” he asked me pushing his legs up and down so I was practically flying. I shrugged putting my hand on his legs signalling to stop with a playful grin. “what is there to do” I wondered “we could watch a movie, play a game, make out?” “Hum… I’ve never made out with someone on a jet” I pretended to stroke my beard “shut up” topper laughed at me and pulled my face into his.

And so i checked that off my list. “I’ve never been on a plane you know” I stared out the window again at the magnificent view of the island “thought you said you went to the Bahamas last year” topper asked confused playing with my fingers “yeah we did, but we got a ferri- never been on a plane I thought I’d be more scared but it’s nice” I admitted looking back at him “were not going to be on it for long, it’s a short flight” he told me.

I looked at him, into his beautiful eyes and couldn’t help smiling “you know when I first met you I thought you where just like every other kook” “what changed your mind” topper ran his thumb over my thigh. “Well I saw you at the club and I guess I kinda kept an eye on you till i grew some balls”. Topper thought back and then laughed hard “what” “I remember one time when me and Rafe caught you looking and he was convinced you where after him”

I rolled my eyes with a little smile “of course he was”. Me and Rafe had become good friends now but I’d always been after topper ever since I laid my eyes on him. “Well I’m glad you came and made your move it was hot, I like confidence” “everything happens for a reason top” I ran my hands up and down the back of his neck feeling his fresh new haircut. Out the corner of my eye I noticed something splashing about in the water below.

“Topper look!!” I squealed excitedly pointing at the grey dolphin swimming up and down in my view. He giggled slightly at my reaction but was also mesmerised himself. “There beautiful” I gasped feeling the joy inside of me “this is just the start gorgeous, these two weeks are going to be the best ones of your life” he whispered to me kissing my cheek. My food came out the kitchen just as I was about to kiss my boyfriend.

“Thank you” me and topper said in sync to the butler.

- one hour later -

The seatbelt sign turned on and me and topper slowly looked back at each other. He was reluctant to let me go but did. I tightened my seatbelt in my seat and got ready for the plane to land, holding onto the arms. The pilot landed it softly into the ground on the runway and it eventually came to a halt. I smiled with relief and undid my seatbelt, topper was standing up already collecting up our stuff.

“Topper” I called out, watching the stairs go down and walking over to look at the view slowly. I felt him come behind me his hands holding my hips “welcome to St Lucia” he whispered in my ear kissing my neck.

- St Lucia

I gazed at the beach that i could see from here in utter shock and almost started jumping when I turned around to him. “Topper oh my god I can’t wait I can’t wait” I rapped my arms around his neck. Laughing he swooped me up in his arms and my legs magnetically curled around his waist. “Let me just say thank you to the pilot then I’m all yours and we can go to the villa” he kissed my lips quickly.

“Hurry” I commanded with a little smile walking down the stairs. I took a moment to breath in the different air, it was so refreshing. I couldn’t help but smile, in fact I couldn’t stop smiling. Our luggage was being loaded into a taxi already and I saw topper shaking hands with the pilot that was now walking down the stairs with him. “Alright top I’ll see you soon” “yeah, have a good one Richard” he waved.

“You ready for the time of your life?” Topper turned to me with a flash in his eyes. I couldn’t help but throw a devilishly grin back.

For more like this here is my masterlist <33

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black-grey-white-purple · 7 months

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Do you know who the real MVP is? That random kid at the Bonfire night who yelled, "Come on, John B. Kick his ass!"

#Less than a season later and john b followed through #punched topper until he saw the stars that john b and sarah got married under #obx #outer banks #sarah cameron #sarah obx #john b obx #topper outer banks #topper obx #random kid at the bonfire

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rafe-cameron · 1 year

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what topper wants, he usually gets

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toppersbitch · 1 year

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Topper Thornton Masterlist

Those Stars (angst + fluff)

Sick (fluff)

Naughty (smut and maybe a little fluff)

Super Rich Kids (fluff)

Slowly (angst and smut)

Spin For Me (little angst and fluff)

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solfics · 1 year

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ayi’s obx season 3 thoughts:

this is clearly a personal take on the season and these are my opinions, so *dips away*

shoo shoo there’s tons of spoilers here

when i tell you that pope heyward is my main man, i am bringing it with me to my grave.

emphasizing more about pope as this elaborative list goes on

poguelandia is heaven on earth, for real. but ngl i was deadass scared for them because

I CANNOT for the life of me SEE MY 17 YEAR OLD SELF survive in an island even with company around

not joking here, i am clearly amazed with how the pogues are able to live off in an island for about a month (well because it’s fictional) but realistically looking i just can’t pin my head around the idea of it (I DON’T HATE IT BTW)

we were robbed of the friendship scenes

i wish the first two episodes at least showcased the pogues’ life and the poguelandia lifestyle itself

coz that way i would’ve seen what happened to the other pogues when jj proclaimed that the island would be named poguelandia (like imagine how sarah or john b would say “what?” and then pope and kie would agree and be like “poguelandia, that’s it” and jj excitingly goes “pogue-fucking-glandia”) IDK JUST SPITBALLING HERE

haha get it! ok next

rafe did not shine in this season for me sadly

the buzz cut was alright btw

i feel like with singh around rafe clearly became a side character, even ward. like from the way i see it ward and rafe are the villains of the story from season 1-2 but with singh around it looked like rafe was just a side character

i was surprised with the kie and rafe storyline and i was actually expecting more but they gave us 1??? ep and poof that’s it

KIE PUSHING HIM OFF THE BOAT LMFAO i want to feel bad but homeboy strangled my darling THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO GO

back to singh,, he’s such a boring villain please is it just me?

rafe imo is the biggest villain of all.

he’d be a better villain than ward and singh combined idk i just like how drew portrayed rafe’s character !! (WE LOVE YOU DREW)

RAFE AND BARRY AGAIN YUH and i have to say barry looked good w the buzz cut too

i was so confused w rafe’s “love interest” i’m sorry i thought there was supposed to be a storyline between them ?? but ok they look gOOD THO OMYGAWSH

why the fuck is big john here ? why is he hogging the screen time

there is not one episode where i did not think of not wanting to slap the look on big john’s face

bring it home john b- SHUT UP?

idk he’s a bad parent ,, he left john b for HIS safety and justified is as keeping john b safe. not knowing that john b would come after his dad (right? season 1) and look where that got him. danger bestie ,, not so much of a thinker there big john 😕

he showed much more attention to the treasure than his kid PLEASE

the way john b felt so down and guilty and everything negative whenever big john convinced him that what they were doing (k!lling those ppl, stealing, breaking and entering etc) was for their own good because apparently it’ll lead them to the treasure COME ON NOW

did not like how big john treated sarah and the rest esp sarah

SARAH AND TOPPER COME ON NOW WHAT

topper you need to move on bestie…

i thought we were better than this sarah :’( did not like how things went down w her and topper

i thought topper was gonna have a storyline where he gets to officially join the pogues but this is a long shot esp for topper’s character like ik we can all agree that he’d do anything for sarah but joining the pogues?? being one of them?? no right

i do understand how topper can’t move on from sarah but dude *snaps fingers* we gotta go bestie

topper “i’m so mature, i’m so mature” thorton like come on bestie the gasoline? the fire?

the chateau :((((

kie and jj’s chateau scene before the 💥 >>>>

did i mention how we were robbed of the friendship scenes?

i feel like if the scenes weren’t too focused on big john we’d get a whole lot more juice with jj and kiara’s story, the START of pope and cleo’s love story, cleo’s friendship with everyone

i also think that cleo is one of the best additions to the team. she’s got so much to offer and she had her spotlight in this season for real

pope and cleo’s bedroom scene (MY FUCKING HEART HURTS)

“thank you, pope” SUCH AN UNDERRATED SCENE CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS :((

i freaking hate kie’s parents. period

sarah and john b aww

sarah has the heart of a pogue FOR SURE the gang wouldn’t be where they are if she didn’t understand the clue right away 😎

WE DIDNT SEE MORE OF WHEEZIE BABYGIRL

jj and kiara. that’s it

i was wondering why wouldn’t the school reconsider pope’s situation? he went missing… or maybe is it just the system? i’m not from the west so idk /gen

i will bring this on my grave: pope is a fucking legend.

pope deserves everything he has. i love him and his friends, his family, i love his mind and heart and soul.

“the no love club,” “no chance *swaying w rizz*”

IVE BEEN PICKING MANGOES SINCE I WAS A YOUTH

jimmy 👶

the season was ok but honestly i need more of it

POPE AND CLEO YES MY FUCKING ENDGAME

#solficthings #outer banks #pope heyward #pope obx #jonathan daviss #poguestyle #rafe cameron #jj maybank #kiara carrera #sarah cameron #cleopope #cleo outer banks #topper outer banks #solfics #ayithings #coffeeworks

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beautouslysandy · 10 months

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what figure eight life is like/chapter one, laughter and booze

what figure eight life is like…masterlist

outer banks x fem!reader

warnings: female reader, platonic relationships, not proofread, language, alcohol mentioned, lowercase intended

word count: 1.3k

a/n 💌: this is a new series i have been wanting to get out for a while…let me know what you guess think of it

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• you were at a fancy dinner at the country club, you were in a modest yet gorgeous light blue silk dress. you had your family heirloom locket around on your neck. you were sitting in between rafe cameron and topper thornton, your best friends since kindergarten. the three of you were very drunk as you guys quickly stopped at a party before this. “would you like any beverages?” a waiter asked in a deep voice the three of you

“yes we would.” topper said mimicking the waiters voice

you bit your lip trying not to laugh. topper looked at you and rafe with an grin.

“i will have a beer.” topper said, doing finger guns at the waiter.

“and you miss?” the waiter asked, after rolling his eyes at topper

“just a water, please and thank you.” you said with a hiccup

“your no fun.” rafe said with a smirk as topper quietly laughed at your hiccup

“ you mr. cameron?” the waiter asked rafe

“a scotch.” rafe said with a grin

the waiter nodded and walked away with an eye roll, the three of you started laughing like crazy.

“what are you three laughing at?” your dad asked with amused look

“nothing.” you say sweetly, you hear topper holding in his laugh next to you which makes you laugh. rafe shakes his head with a smirk as you and topper cackle like maniac’s.

the thing that made you different was that you don’t care what the up and tidy kooks think about you. you run your own course and don’t stop to notice people are staring.

the first course had finally come, you ordered a pasta. topper ordered steak, same with rafe.

“catch, man.” topper said, you felt something hit your arm. no doubt it was a piece of food

“pfffftt.” topper said before laughing and banging his hand on the table. “top…what was that?” you say smirk and trying to hold in your laughter. rafe was chuckling at topper. topper is very amusing when he is drunk…sometimes.

“topper thornton.” a hushed feminine voice called from down the table.

the three of you looked to see dr. thornton glaring at us.

“you made mommy angry, top.” rafe said with a teasing tone

“oh no.” topper said with a gasp

you bursted out laughing which was followed by topper’s cackle. soon enough rafe began laughing.

you snorted, which made the three of you goners.

topper coughed, unable to contain his laughs “you just snorted…oh god.”

you snorted again, “no, not again.” you said, what rushing up to your cheeks.

rafe was definitely gonna tease the hell out of you tomorrow.

soon enough the fancy dinner was over and the three of you headed to the bonfire after sobering up. you were carrying your heels as you began to get blisters on the back of your heels. walking onto the beach you could already tell the locals from the tourons. “hello there.” a ginger said flirtatiously passing by rafe, grazing his arm

you and topper stifled a laugh.

“hello there.” you said, reinacting the moment with topper

topper laughed at you, soon enough his eyes landed on sarah and john b.

“why do they have to be here?” he said grabbing a red cup and filling it up

“it’s the annual bonfire, man.” rafe said, he looked at you the nodded at the cups as he grabbed one. you shake your head as you already have more then enough and was not wanting future you throwing up all day.

“bummer!” topper said with a laugh after chugging his beer

“that’s me.” you say with a grin

-pogues (jj, kiara, pope, sarah, john b) pov-

“who is the girl with rafe and topper, i have seen her around but.” pope said turning to the group

“that is y/n l/n, my friend. one of the finest kooks out there.” jj said, lighting a joint

“a kook? your complimenting one?” kiara said with a scoff

“hey. just stating facts.” jj said holding his arms up in defense

“she has been best friends with rafe and topper since like the diapers. she is really sweet.” sarah said blankly

“but what’s the dirt?” jj said leaning in as if they were huddling

“there is no dirt, she is sparkling clean.” sarah said with a sigh

“no way, everybody has got some dirt.” kiara said, as jj handed her the joint

“mmm. think whatever you want but as far as i know…she has no dirt.” sarah said shrugging

-back with you pov-

rafe and topper go to the restroom so you go over and say hi to sarah.

“hey, sarah!” you say with a smile “hey!” she says getting up to hug you.

“so this is the gang?” you say looking at the people who accompany the blond

“yup.” sarah says with a soft smile

“nice to meet you-“

“y/n!” topper called

you turned around to see the two blonds, ignoring them you go back to introducing yourself.

“as i was saying…it’s nice to meet you guys, im y/n!” you say sitting down in a beach chair, you cross your legs subconsciously. “nice to meet you, im kiara.” a dark curly haired girl says with a soft smile

you smile back, the rest of the group introduces themselves.

“y/n let’s go, or else you walk home!” rafe yells

“yeah right, you ass!” you yell back, “that’s my call, see you guys around.” you say getting up and hugging sarah one last time

“see you guys around!” you yell at the group

“she is fun….” kiara says with a chuckle

“that’s one way to put it.”pope says with a slightly concerned tone

———

you wake up with a pounding headache and a need to puke. you hurry to your restroom and puke your guts outs. as soon as you freshen up, you get your outfit on. a white tennis skirt and a white crop top with white shoes. also a white visor, gold earrings and you grabbed your golf bag and headed downstairs where you met rafe, topper, and…kelce. you weren’t very fond of kelce because you thought he was kind of a coward and just annoying. but you never said anything.

“ready?” topper asked

“as ready as i will ever be.” you saw with a smile

rafe grabs your golf bag from you and throws in the back of his truck. “watch it, rafe! those aren’t cheap.” you say with annoyance as you hop into his truck.

“your fine.” rafe says with a smirk as he drives away from your home.

topper looks at you through the mirror in the front.

“so did your parents say anything about the dinner?” topper asked with a chuckle

“oh yeah.” rafe said with a cold face

“y/n?” topper asked

“other then them saying to tone it down next time, not really.” you say, fidgeting with your tennis skirt.

“lucky motherfucker.” rafe groaned, hitting the stirring wheel

“yup, lucky me.” you sigh, looking out the car window

the two boys look at you through the mirror but brush it off.

sooner or later you guys arrived at the country club. kelce ran off to talk with some girls as usual. you suck at golf but it was a bonding thing for you and your best friends. it was also a kook thing. “want drinks?” you say pointing to the bar

“no.” topper says, focusing on getting the golf ball into the hole

“yeah, my usual.” rafe say, handing you a twenty dollar bill

“be right back.” you say, you bump into someone

“watch the fuck where you are going?!” the guy yells at you

“im so s-“ you start but get cut off

you feel a hand on your shoulder push you out of the way, it’s rafe. “what the hell did you just say to her?” he said, glaring at the guy

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obxgold · 2 years

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The Vow ~ Topper

(Warning: Fluff, mention of smut

Word Count:1260)

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"Oh that's just great," you whispered as you noticed it was raining outside. You were at Topper's house to have dinner with his parents when it started to downpour outside. There was a hurricane coming to the island but, the weather channel had said it wasn't going to hit until later in the night. This gave you the opportunity to go see your boyfriend before everything happened. However, you hate storms, everything about them made your anxiety skyrocket.

"Maybe you should just stay here for the night y/n," Topper suggested with a smile. His parents looked at each other then nodded in agreement.

"I'll call your mother, she will feel safer if she knew you were in good hands. I'm sure she won't have any problem with this!" Mrs. Thornton exclaimed. "We don't want you to be driving in his kind of weather dear."

"Thank you Mrs. Thornton."

You smirked at your boyfriend Topper, you'd hung out with him several times before; however you have never spent the night at each other's houses. Luckily, you were practically a part of his small family. His parents and even his grandparents love you.

"Son, we need to go and prep the boats, y/n, you can go wait for him upstairs if you'd like," his father stated. You nodded then walked up the grand staircase to the top floor of the house. Topper's room was extremely nice and his bed was very comfortable. It was undoubtedly your favorite place in his house so you were fine with hanging out in his room. You impatiently fiddled with your beaded bracelet with his name on it. Finally, Topper joined you in his room; soaking wet from the rain outside. He took his shirt off and grabbed a dry one from his closet. Before he started to take off his shorts, his mother walked in.

"Okay, your mother agreed to let you stay the night but the two of you can't do anything stupid alright?" She asked in an excited tone.

"Of course," the two of you said in unison.

"We won't do anything stupid mom, promise," Topper added. His mother smiled at you again before shutting the door behind her. Topper slipped on a pair of dry shorts and plopped down in bed next to you.

"So, our first sleepover," Topper whispered close to your ear. "Are you excited?"

"Yes, I am, I'm glad I'm here and not stuck at home with my annoying siblings," you laughed. Topper pulled you in close to him and turned on his tv.

"What movie are we watching tonight my love?" Topper asked. You rested your head on his shoulder.

"Babe, can we watch The Vow?" Topper looked down at you.

"The Vow? Again?" He asked with a smile and you gave him the puppy dog eyes he can't resist. "Alright, we can watch it again." He noticed the bracelet on your wrist. "You should make me one of those y/n."

"I will, but with my name on it," you said before kissing him on the cheek.

The two of you cuddled and watched the romantic movie as the storm grew stronger outside. The movie was almost over when suddenly the room went dark. You jumped back into Topper's grasp again and he started to laugh. "Wow, you get scared easily," he giggled.

"Shut up Top! You know I hate storms." You exclaimed but you couldn't help but laugh at yourself for being so scared. He pressed his lips to your forehead before reaching over to his bedside table to grab his phone.

"Service is down and it's only 10pm," Topper stated as he shut his phone off. "It's better to shut it off to conserve power, dad will turn on the generators when the storm is over with."

Topper stood up and carefully opened his closet door. He pulled out a battery powered lantern, turned it on then set it on his table. The boy sat down next to you and held out his hands. You took them and he pulled you up so you were sitting across from him. Thunder booked outside which made your heart drop. "Hey, y/n, it's okay I'm here. I have an idea, do you want to say our vows like in the movie?" Topper asked; you could see the grin on his dimly lit face.

"Well, you might need to give me a minute to think," you say with a laugh. "But yes, let's do it."

"I'll go first then," Topper suggested. "I vow to love you in good times and in bad, when life seems easy and when it seems hard. I promise to cherish you everyday, to laugh with you, to cry with you, and to grow with you. I will love you for who you are, forever and always."

Topper's words made your stomach fill with butterflies. He loved you more than anything in the world and you knew all of the things he said was true. You wiped a couple tears from your eyes so Topper kissed your forehead. "I love you so much Top," you whispered.

"Did you think of yours?" He asked.

"Topper, I vow to love you more each day than I did the day before. I promise to grow with you and support you. I promise to be patient, understanding, and kind. I promise to listen and share. I choose you today. And I would choose you again tomorrow. I would go on choosing for the rest of my life, forever and always."

Topper smiled and pretended to put a ring on your finger, then you did the same to him. He cleared his voice and started to speak in an accent, "Do you y/n take Topper to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," you say. "Do you Topper take y/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," he stated with a bright smile on his face.

"You may now kiss your bride," you soothed.

The two of you leaned in and your lips connected. He softly rested his hand on your jawline. Topper slowly leaned back on the bed pulling you on top of him. His hands trailed down to your waist but he backed away from the kiss. "We probably shouldn't do this with my parents in the house," he whispered. "I don't really want them to hear you screaming my name."

Thunder rumbled loudly outside the house causing you to jump a little bit again. "Yeah, that wouldn't be our best idea," you replied with a giggle. "Another time though."

"Of course darling."

You moved to the empty spot on the bed next to Topper and the two of you turned to face each other. He wrapped his arms around you allowing you to lay your head on his warm chest. The sound of his heartbeat immediately calmed your nerves. "Someday, I'm going to buy us a big house, somewhere on the beach, it doesn't have to be here, definitely on a beach though. I'm going to buy you a fancy diamond ring, and we're getting a dog... maybe two," Topper explained.

"You don't have to go all out on buying me stuff Top. I'm happy as long as I just have you," you whispered.

"I'm happy with that too, but that doesn't mean I can't spoil my future wife."

You smiled at his statement. "Okay, well.. what kind of dog can we get?"

"Any kind you want love."

#topper outer banks #topper thornton #topper #outer banks #obx2

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