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i love it when you cry: Rafe Cameron ⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧

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Rafe liked doing you until you cried. He liked that…seeing you so fucked out that it brings you to tears. The way you'd get so choked up and not even be able to speak properly. He fucking loved it.

“It-its too much Ray…” You managed to say as he has you on your stomach, an arm around your neck pounding you into the mattress. “Mmm…you can take it pretty girl.” He’d groan into your ear. Placing his free hand on your back to hold you in place, as he held you in place to take it. 

He'd look up and say you in the mirror tears down your face, biting your lip so hard causing you to whimper. He smirked, and tilted your head up, and licked your tears. “You like that…you like when I fuck you to tears, cuz I do.. I fucking love it.” He said moving harder burying his head in your hair. 

He feels you getting close, your legs already shaky, your hands gripping the sheets, the arm around your neck is moved only to be replaced by his hand, he makes you look up at him. Looking you deep in your eyes as he pounded into you harder and harder. 

“You like that? I know you do. You’re so fucking pretty.” He'd say to you has his breath quicken. “Open your mouth pretty girl.” You did, and he spit in your mouth. 

“Swallow it.” He said. You did. 

“Ray…Rafe…” You say getting closer and closer to the edge, tears started coming out of your eyes again. 

Rafe hit the right spot the second he saw your tears again. You came hard, so did he. Rafe didnt stop though, no. 

He hiked your ass up more, and kept going. 

“I fucking love it when you cry.”

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"Cmon just focus and you can get the answer." he tried to motivate, but it was to no luck, he groaned, running a hand through his gel slicked hair and adjusting his glasses when you gave no response, just staring at the test model in front of you. Rafe rubbed his temple, thinking of a way to make you remember better. He wasn't going to give up like this, he was determined to his job, so, he started thinking. He looked around the room, pink walls, fluffy rugs everywhere, queen sized bed that looked like a floating cloud, walls with pictures of your friends, posters of artists, flags of your university logo, trophies from sorority competitions and the pink- everything that was making his eyes hurt to the point that it was distracting his thinking.

He looked back at the trophies, achievements, so, if you're going to want to put work on this, you would want something in return, a reward for your work? He thought about things you would like, he thought about food, buying you some from that place you always order, but he figured you would start with the whole "I'm on a diet" ramble, so that option was crossed out of the list. He wanted to get you something you would actually like, gifts? Clothes, maybe? Nah, you're too picky and he definitely doesn't want to spend a day shopping with you. What else can you enjoy, something he can give right now. An idea hits him.

Your eyes widen and plead for his help, your lips twisted in a small pout. He looks at you, his baby blue eyes catching your attention as you stare at the different shades throughout. Then, something shifts, the blue is gone, swallowed by his dark pupils, gaze heavy as he sucks in a breath, you notice his hand shifting, leaving the desk and brushing your knee slowly, you look up from his hand to his eyes, his gaze never leaving yours, following your reaction as his hand travels higher, settling in your upper thigh, grazing the hem of your pleated skirt.

"Rafe.." you manage to let out in a whisper, eyes switching from his veiny hand to his lust filled eyes. He responds in a low "Hm?" noting how your legs open when his hand travels higher, fidgeting with the sides of your underwear. You reach closer, breaking the contact when you lift your hips to remove your skirt, going for your underwear as well before a strong hand captures your wrist, tight but not enough to hurt. You look up a him and he looks calm, collected, but the way his eyes fall onto yours say the opposite, he wants to let go, take you right then and there, but chooses to take his time.

His hand moves lower, settling on the clothed part just above you clitoris. You breathe out a plead, catching his attention. You beg again "Rafe, please.." he was teasing you for what felt like forever, he smirked, before removing his hand. "What's the answer on question 13?" You groaned, he had turned you into a hot mess in seconds, making you completely forget about what he was here for in the first place. You turned away from him, looking straight at the practice test, wanting to rip it with your teeth into pieces. You think, but it leads you nowhere, you let out another groan, turning to face him again. "Rafe, please... I cant think now, just give me more, please." He runs a hand through his hair, sighing before he turns to you, moving his hand again and you let out a smile, parting your legs apart to let him touch you where he wants.

Rafe drags a hand up your clothed slick, making you bite your bottom lip, almost drawing blood when he presses his thumb and runs it in a small circle, the fabric adding to the friction and making your hips jolt. He turns to face you fully, leaving his hand to tug at the sides of your underwear, sliding them off your hips as a string of stickiness connects you with the flimsy fabric. He throws them over the bed completely, repeating the same action again, the direct contact sending shivers down your spine. Your chest heaves up and down, hips tilting so he can have entire access to you. Two fingers drag up your slit, moaning when they enter you without warning, curling perfectly in you as your mouth drops in pleasure. The stickiness coats his fingers and he groans, your neediness making his pants feel tighter. You claw on his forearm as he hits your sweet spot, his fingers speeding up by the second. "Remember last week, I taught you about this, just remember." He says, looking down at you, but you cant focus, your head drops in pleasure, moans and the sound of sloppy stickiness from his lewd pace fill the room and your brain feels fuzzy as your orgasm approaches, but he notices, slowing down his movements.

You whine in protest, again when you feel his fingers leave you completely. "Answer now, or ill stop touching you." He says in a firm tone and a stern look on his face. You scoff, knowing he's probably being serious. You bite your lip, looking around the room as your mind wanders. You had to answer this. You look at the alternatives again, going over the words, trying to find an answer, logically. Your eyes widen, mouth dropping open, but unsure, deciding to take your chances. "C)..?" You look up at him, waiting for a confirmation, his soaked fingers still on your bare thigh. He looks back at you, grinning as he nods ever so slowly.

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"2 more questions and ill let you cum, baby, keep going." You respond with a hum, muffled by his length down your throat, coming back up for air as he reads the question. "A researcher wants to study whether getting less sleep affects memory. They randomly assign one group of students to get 8 hours of sleep and another group to get only 4 hours before taking the same memory test. What are the independent and dependent variables?" He reads from the sheet, licking up a trail from your clit to your entrance after, making you moan softly, continuing to slide both of your hands up and down his length as you think. His hands dig on the plush skin of your ass, bringing you down on his tongue again as he clasps his lips on your clit, sucking hard on the bud. You arch your back and whimper in response, but his mouth leaving your heat reminds you again.

"I.. the independent variable is...is the amount of sleep..." You start, to which he hums in approval, licking the same trail again, his chin soaked by now. The action makes you lose your train of thought, he's doing this on purpose, so you lower down, making sure to suck harder as one hand still works on the base of his throbbing cock, your spit and his cum making your lips glossy. He curses under his breath when you move your head faster, abandoning your throbbing cunt. You take this time to go back into your trail of thoughts as you continue to take him, head bobbing up and down as your eyes water, his length being too long even with a hand on the base. "The- the dependent variable is.. mph.. the students' scores." You say in-between thrusts, your mouth leaving his tip with a pop, a string of saliva connecting you. He grunts in response, his dick pulsating with need, his tip flushed and smeared with cum. "Yeah, yeah, that's it, good girl." he says hoarsely, chest heaving, still holding you above him, fingers gripping hard enough to bruise.

He taps your ass, signaling for you to get up, he slides up underneath you, standing on his knees on the bed as you stand on all fours, back arched as he places the sheet of paper on your back, grabbing your hips to position you, teasing his flushed tip over your slick folds. "Be good for me and answer this so i let you cum on my cock, hm?" he tilts his head, waiting for a response. You nod your head, impatiently needing your orgasm. He slides his tip, the stretch making you moan immediately, syncing with his grunt. "Fuck, you feel so good." he tips his head back, watching him go inside you inch by inch, mesmerized as his mouth opens from the feeling of your walls squeezing him enough to make him cum on the spot. You moan in response, his length reaching spots that you fingers never can.

"Alright, fuck, which part of the brain is primarily responsible for forming new long-term memories?" He says between strokes, pulling hips back almost entirely, just millimeters deeper then his tip and pushing himself to the brim in a hard slam, making your moans cut in half when he plunges himself inside you. You lose your voice when he changes his pace, staying buried to the hilt, grinding his hips in slow rolls. "Rafe, fuck! Please!" you scream, nails gripping the bedsheets, knuckles completely white. "Please what, baby?" he teases. "My girl wants to study now? C'mon then, do it f'me." he mumbles, changing his pace yet again, going faster now, picking up his speed even more by each passing second. Your brain shuts down, your a moaning mess, but you know Rafe isint letting you cum anytime soon, not until you answer. "I..Its..Cerebellum." you let out, the first thing that comes to your mind as you try to remember, you had highlighted this in your notebook and you took your chances yet again. He stopped his movements and a smile creeps in when you knew what was finally coming, but a harsh slap to your ass snaped you out of your thoughts, his hand grabbing a fist full of your hair as he pulled you forward, the sudden move taking the air out of your throat. "You think you can just guess, hm? Giving me a random answer, thinking ill let it slide." he grits near your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"Think about it or you can forget about an orgasm." he spits out, his hoarse voice making you shiver. Rafe lets go of your hair, pushing you roughly on your soft mattress, as you land on your elbows, brain numb with every sensation your feeling, his rough thrusts continuing inside you. You tried to remember, he told you before, you highlighted it, it was something with an animals name, pig.. something? No-no, it started with an H, you're sure, you were so close. "H-Hippocampus!" you practically scream, and he chuckles, you smile and it quickly falls when you feel him pull out. You thought you had it, it had to be it, right? You feel a pull at your ankles, wrapping a hand on your waist, flipping you around. He stares down at you, smirk on his face as he leans down, lips brushing with your neck. "You did so good baby, that was it." You feel him smile on your skin as your stomach does backflips. He pushes inside you again, all the way, inch by inch and you wrap your legs around him, pressing on him to go deeper. He grunts in response, leaning his forehead against yours and catching your lips, sliding his tongue in when you moan at a hard thrust. He pulls away, pressing his forehead against yours again as his pace gets quicker by the second.

"R-Rafe I'm-"

"I know, I know, cum on my cock, baby, you've been such a good girl for me today." he encouraged in a whisper, slapping his hips as fast as he can, making your orgasm roll then and there, back arching from the mattress, the knot on your stomach unraveling as he fucked you through it, chasing his own release. You felt the familiar sensation of his hot seed spilling inside you, rolling your hips to meet with his thrusts, milking him entirely. He slowly pulled out, making you whine at the sudden empty feeling. He lowered his head, pressing a kiss on your temple, hovering over you for a second. You were both panting, coming down from your highs and he fixed his glasses, grinning from your cock- drunk state.

"Still on for a date on Friday?" he murmured as you nodded ever so slowly.

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i love it when you cry: Rafe Cameron ⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧

warning: smut lolsssss

Rafe liked doing you until you cried. He liked that…seeing you so fucked out that it brings you to tears. The way you'd get so choked up and not even be able to speak properly. He fucking loved it.

“It-its too much Ray…” You managed to say as he has you on your stomach, an arm around your neck pounding you into the mattress. “Mmm…you can take it pretty girl.” He’d groan into your ear. Placing his free hand on your back to hold you in place, as he held you in place to take it. 

He'd look up and say you in the mirror tears down your face, biting your lip so hard causing you to whimper. He smirked, and tilted your head up, and licked your tears. “You like that…you like when I fuck you to tears, cuz I do.. I fucking love it.” He said moving harder burying his head in your hair. 

He feels you getting close, your legs already shaky, your hands gripping the sheets, the arm around your neck is moved only to be replaced by his hand, he makes you look up at him. Looking you deep in your eyes as he pounded into you harder and harder. 

“You like that? I know you do. You’re so fucking pretty.” He'd say to you has his breath quicken. “Open your mouth pretty girl.” You did, and he spit in your mouth. 

“Swallow it.” He said. You did. 

“Ray…Rafe…” You say getting closer and closer to the edge, tears started coming out of your eyes again. 

Rafe hit the right spot the second he saw your tears again. You came hard, so did he. Rafe didnt stop though, no. 

He hiked your ass up more, and kept going. 

“I fucking love it when you cry.”

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Operation Get The Cross: Rafe Cameron one-shot ⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧

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It was simple instructions. Get to know Rafe, get in with his crowd, make him want you, have him take you to the cross, ditch him.

Simple right? Wrong…because right now Rafe has you against the wall, with your dress up, and two fingers deep. You can't help but respond with your hips riding his fingers, as you grip onto his biceps. You let out a whimper as he adds a third. 

Making Rafe want you was supposed to be making him like you, not fingering you. And what’s this idiots face doing, smirking. Smirking because he knows exactly what he's doing to you. 

“There you go pretty girl, ride my fingers...fuck.” He says through his smirk. “You're so pretty like this.” He kisses you, and lifts your leg higher. 

He removes his fingers and brings them to his mouth tasting you. 

You’re supposed to fucking hate him its Rafe fucking Cameron, but the smirk he's giving you as he's tasting you on his fingers is fucking remarkable. 

He unzips his pants, you look down. 

He shakes his head and grabs your chin. “No, eyes on me, pretty girl.” He said, giving you a light tap on your ass, and your legs were immediately around him. 

He teased you for a little sliding his dick along your ‘sweet spot’ 

“Rafe…stop it…put it in.” You say with shaky breath. 

“Thats not how you ask pretty girl, come on.” He said as he continued his tortured motions. 

“Fuck, Rafe please…please just fuck me.” You say finally, not being able to hold it in anymore. 

“There you go, pretty girl…using your words.” He says putting it in, bottoming you out immediately. 

He shows no mercy, he rammed his hips into you, as his lips devoured you hungrily. 

“You like that?” He said against your neck. 

“Yes..yes..fuck yes…” You say back. 

“Good…now tell me why you thought it was a good idea to try and take the cross from me…while I fuck the shit out of you.”

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My Turn: Rafe Cameron

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There’s no denying it, you like taking Rafe over the edge. The way he tries to hold back his moans by biting his lips so hard making him whimper turns him on.

When you’re playing with the tip of his dick with your finger, swirling your tongue around him, or giving special care to each one of his balls.

When he would say he was close you’d deny him, and use your hand to stroke him slowly, and your mouth sloppy.

It made big tough Rafe Cameron go insane, to the point he was begging.

“Please pretty girl, I'll be good.” He’d say through hooded eyes.

Then and only then would you give him what he wanted. Taking him in your mouth completely, while your hands work on his balls, and occasionally sliding up and down his stomach.

When he grabs your hair to pull himself impossibly deeper into your mouth as he tries to fight for some type of dominance again.

When he thrusts up and finally stops biting his lip to the point of nearly drawing blood and letting out the most desperate moans.

“Fuck just like that pretty girl…i’m close.” Rafe says , thrusting up more.

And when he finally finishes it you swallow it all, and he pulls you up to kiss you tasting himself on you.

He’d flip you on your back and kiss your neck, then whisper in your ear: “My turn.”

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contains : fratkuna college UA, Sukuna is an asshole

My Turn: Rafe Cameron

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warnings: smut LOLSSSS

There’s no denying it, you like taking Rafe over the edge. The way he tries to hold back his moans by biting his lips so hard making him whimper turns him on.

When you’re playing with the tip of his dick with your finger, swirling your tongue around him, or giving special care to each one of his balls.

When he would say he was close you’d deny him, and use your hand to stroke him slowly, and your mouth sloppy.

It made big tough Rafe Cameron go insane, to the point he was begging.

“Please pretty girl, I'll be good.” He’d say through hooded eyes.

Then and only then would you give him what he wanted. Taking him in your mouth completely, while your hands work on his balls, and occasionally sliding up and down his stomach.

When he grabs your hair to pull himself impossibly deeper into your mouth as he tries to fight for some type of dominance again.

When he thrusts up and finally stops biting his lip to the point of nearly drawing blood and letting out the most desperate moans.

“Fuck just like that pretty girl…i’m close.” Rafe says , thrusting up more.

And when he finally finishes it you swallow it all, and he pulls you up to kiss you tasting himself on you.

He’d flip you on your back and kiss your neck, then whisper in your ear: “My turn.”

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hi LOL (sum slight), no proofreading still.

Friends- Rafe Cameron Pt 2. ⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧

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part 1.

warning: smut, im sorry.

Rafe avoided you the next couple of days, he'd ignore your calls, your texts, you're anything. After he apologized to you over and over again after saying those three little words, he got dressed and quickly left and you haven't heard from him again. 

That was a week ago. You felt a pit in your stomach. He didn't even give you the chance to say it back and that made you mad, because you knew deep down that you love him too. 

So this brings you to today standing at the door of Tannyhill. You knock on the door, he opens it. 

“No.” Rafe says trying to close the door but you stop it with your foot. 

You stop in the doorway.

“Talk to me,” you say.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” Rafe doesn’t even look up.

“I don’t care.” You step inside anyway, shutting the door behind you. “Pussy.”

Rafe rolls his eyes, jaw tightening. “Stop. I didn’t mean to say it, it just slipped out.”

You’re disappointed, but honestly? It’s Rafe Cameron. Of course it ‘slipped out’.

He drags a hand through his hair. “Dammit. Don’t give me that look.”

You cross your arms, waiting.

He exhales, defeated. “I didn’t want to say it because… I didn’t want to screw it up.”

Your chest loosens. “I love you too.”

His head snaps up. “Say it again.”

You step up to him. “I love you Rafe-” He cuts you off with a kiss, it was different from the kisses he'd given you before. It's gentle, calming, peaceful, loving. He cuffs your face and kisses you like you're the last thing on Earth. 

“Let's go upstairs.” He says kissing your forehead. He carried you upstairs bridal style and placed you on his bed.

He hovered over to you and put his head to your ear. “Im gonna take my time with you pretty.”

Rafe's hands roamed your body, as he left marks that will surely be visible in the morning on your neck. 

“Fuck I love you.” He said kissing you down to your stomach slowly. He stopped just above your shorts. 

“Can I?” He asked. 

See this is weird he doesnt usually ask he just does. He really did love you. Right?

You nodded your head. He undid the button of your shorts and slid them down, your underwear following behind after. 

He kissed your inner thigh. “I missed you.” He whispered as he kissed up and down your legs. “Youre so beautiful like this.” He then puts his face between your legs, and he starts to devour you. He grabs your hips to pull you closer to him. His tongue going in and out of you, his nose hitting your clit.

“Cum on my tongue pretty.” Rafe said. You obey and come undone on his tongue. “Rafe…” You say reaching for him, you taste yourself on his mouth as you two kiss. 

His hands go up your shirt to your boobs gently caressing them as he kisses you more. “This has to come off.” Rafe said tugging at your shirt. 

You two sit up, you take off your shirt, he takes off his clothes. He then lays flat on his bed, and looks over at you, stroking himself slowly. 

“Come show me.” Rafe said. 

“Show you what?” You ask him.

“How much you love me.” He said reaching for you. “Ride me baby.” 

You get on top of him, you put one hand in his and your fingers intertwined. You licked your hand and grabbed the base of his dick and sunk down on him. 

Rafe let out a groan as you gave down on him, he put his free hand on your hip and guided you as you slowly rode him. 

He threw his head back. Rafe didnt know what making love felt like, he only knew fuck and get off, but now that hes doing it, hes here in this moment with YOU its the realist thing he ever felt and he didnt want it to stop.  

He let go of your hand and placed both of his hands on your hips thrusting up into. 

“You like that baby, fuck cuz I love it because I love you.” Rafe says, thrusting up roughly but gently.

You move your hips still matching his thrust. “Fuck Rafe I love it. I love you too.” You manage to moan out. He stopped thrusting up and let you take control again. 

He placed his hands back on your hips, you put your hands on his shoulders digging into his shoulder.

“Fuck take me pretty girl.” He said. 

You moved your hips faster. What you didn't know was that Rafe was trying to keep control, he wanted to be gentle for you, he wanted to show you that he loved you back. He bit his lip that turned you on even more at the fact that he started to whimper trying to restrain himself.

You felt him twitch inside of you. “Come on Rafe…cum.” You said. 

And holy shit he listened to you, that gave you some type motivation to finish too, he filled you up and pumped you through both of your highs.

He pulled you down to his chest holding you.

“We’re so screwed.” Rafe said.

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Deprived: Rafe Cameron-one shot

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You and Rafe had gotten into an argument about how he was too close to that girl Sofia, so you told him no sex. At all. 

It's been 3 weeks, and Rafe is acting like hes on fucking heroin. Everytime  you get out of the shower, everytime you change your clothes slowly, every time you eat, sleep, he's always there. Just watching being mad as shit. 

You wouldn't even give him as much as a kiss. He’d go to bed looking at you, pouting like you just kicked his fucking dog. You’d smirk knowing how frustrated you had him. 

Deep down you knew what you wanted. You wanted him, you drove yourself into madness with this no sex thing. 

Rafe had a long, stressful day at work. He went straight upstairs, when he came back down he looked at you sitting on the couch, and started to tap his fingers on his side. 

“Baby…” He said, in a low voice. 

You look up, and fuck. He had on grey sweatpants, nothing else, he was hard, and red. 

He came closer to you, and kneeled in front of you and kissed both of your knees. 

“Please…please, I’m sorry. I had a long day, I need it…I need you, please.” Rafe said, his breath getting heavier. 

Rafe kissed me from my knees to my thighs. 

“Please.” Rafe said again pleading. 

You gave in, you needed him just as much as he needed you. You nodded like a mad women and pulled him up. 

He kissed you like you were the last thing in the world, his hand found your neck as he got on top of you on the couch. He pressed into you, you were sure the couch had a dent in it now. 

Rafe groaned, as hips moved against you. You felt his dick it was big, and hard. “You feel what you did to me, pretty girl?” He said as he moved your hand to feel it. 

“I hate you for making me wait so long, pretty girl.” He said, whispering in your ear. 

Rafe then proceeded to tear your shorts away like it was nothing. The sight of your pussy made him even harder. He pulled down his sweats, you took off your shirt. 

His hands instantly found your boobs. 

“Oh fuck yes.” He said, as he kissed, and sucked on your tits like it was his fucking job. You kept arching your back each suck, each kiss. 

He left hickeys on your boobs, then he slapped them. “These are mine.” He said gripping them again. 

Rafe flips you on your stomach, trailed down your hips and lifted your ass up. “Dont, ever make me wait again.” He said as he put himself inside of you. 

You fucking whimpered, like you hadnt taken him before but being deprived of Rafe for this long was enough to send you over the edge. Rafe groaned as he started to pound into you.

“Mhm, yes just like that…fuck.” You said. Rafe smirked and angled himself to hit that spot, he grabbed your hair. 

You kept moving, it felt good but you were so overwhelmed, his dick slipped out. 

Rafe didnt like that, 3 weeks without no sexual contact wasnt gonna be ruined because you kept fucking moving. 

He flipped you over, one hand on your wrist, on and on your hips. 

“Stop moving.” He said low and demanding, he put himself back inside of you. 

A loud moan escaped you as he moved your hips against his. 

“Ok…yeah that's it let everyone hear how good Ray makes you feel.” He said through gritted teeth. “Oh, fuck.” 

You wanted to grab on to something, anything. Specifically him but he wouldn't let go of your wrists. He swallowed your moans with kisses and lip bites. 

“Ride me. I wanna cum in you as you ride me.” Rafe whispered in your ear. He then flipped you both over, him holding on to you. You sink down on him. 

He throws his head back unto the arm rest of the couch, he guides your hips, grips your tummy as you move faster. 

“Fuck you’re beautiful.” He said looking up at you through hooded eyes. 

You two were lost in each other, until he thrust up into you. You grip his shoulders. 

“Cum with me, pretty girl.” He says. “Please.” Rafe begged. 

A few more groans from him and he came hard, and so did you. You move your hips to ride out both of your highs.

He pulled you against his chest. 

“Next time well just fuck it out, and I promise no more Sofia.” Rafe said.

i didn’t proof read.

𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍!

"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞"

Your voice was teasing, a smug smile playing on your face as he pinned you against the bedroom wall. His face dangerously close to yours.

– "Hate is a strong word" he smirked, lips almost touching yours.

Almost.

You held back a laugh, – "Well okay, what if I just deeply despise you then." You raised an eyebrow, waiting for his answer.

– "Yeah I like that a lot better" he whispered, lips finally finding yours.

You gasped into the kiss, hands immediately sneaking in under his shirt.

You knew deep down that this was wrong, whatever the two of you had going on was so incredibly wrong.

You were a pogue, he was a kook. He acted like a total dickhead towards all of your friends. They hated him, his friends hated you.

It was wrong in so many ways, you and Rafe Cameron were never meant to be. And you knew that when you did lose him, cause you were going to.

It would absolutely break you.

But at the moment whatever you had was too good to throw away, and you chose to suffer later instead of sparing yourself the pain.

He pulled you even closer to himself, his breathing ragged as his tongue slipped inside your mouth to engage with yours.

You gasped, gently tugging at the hem of his shirt. He pulled away from you, and you whined at the loss of contact.

– "Fuck—get on the bed" he spoke, his shirt hitting the floor just seconds later.

You do as he says, climbing onto the bed and resting your head against the pillows. He follows shortly after, climbing on top of you with practiced ease.

You had done this too many times for two people who swore that they hated eachother in public.

Way too many times.

Rafe knew exactly how to pleasure you, where to kiss and where to touch to make you unravel underneath him. He knew all the tricks, all of them.

More than any of your ex boyfriends ever had known.

And he wasn't even yours, he never would be yours. It just didn’t work that way.

A kook and a pogue wouldn’t work together.

Sometimes you'd allow yourself to think that maybe, just maybe it could workout for you and Rafe, just like it did for Kiara's parents.

But then reality hit you, reality was a lot harder now than back then. And sometimes it would hit you in the face, hard and sharp.

All just to wake you up again.

It would never work out, and you'd just have to accept that.

You threw your head back as his lips found your neck, sucking gently on the hot skin. His hands traced your thighs, almost a little too close to where you wanted him.

– "Please" you murmured, barely audible.

He stilled for a moment, – "Please what?" He spoke, teasing.

– "You know" was all you could press out, your arousal already taking over.

He smirked, – "Know what? Do you want me to touch you?" he begun, hands cupping your boobs, "here?"

You gasped, shaking your head gently.

Oh he was such a tease.

He pressed you against him so that he could remove your shirt, unbuckling your bra at the same time. Your hands trailed down his abs, closer and closer to the growing bulge in his pants.

– "Fuck" he moaned, head resting in the crook of your neck.

You grinned, – "You like that?" A laugh escaped you, you could finally tease him back about something.

He laughed aswell, – "Oh fuck you" he said, lips finding yours with a new sense of passion.

Your hands tangle in his hair, you push your hips upwards just slightly to tease him, he gasps into your mouth, deepening the kiss even more.

Your hands move to his crotch, palming him through his pants. He groans, quickly helping you remove the clothes covering his lower half.

He pushes your panties to the side, sliding his tip in with ease, – "Fuck baby, you're so wet for me"

You let out a whine, your walls stretching around him so perfectly.

Like the missing piece of a puzzle.

He pushes in more, hips moving in slow, steady circles. Your nails dig into the flesh of his back, legs wrapped around him, and oh he goes deep.

He fucks you so good, the speed of his thrusts picking up and you moan, a little too loud. – "Shh baby" he says, ringed fingers sliding into your mouth, muffling your pretty sighs.

Your hips buck upwards, meeting him, and you moan out his name once again. The silly action of his fingers in your mouth making you even more feral for him. – "Ah, Rafe fuck!" You cry out.

That earns a laugh from the blonde above you, – "You're such a slut. You don't hate me at all"

Oh he was so right. You could never hate him.

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✎ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hahah smut is so hard to write but it's so fun at the same time idk lol. Sorry if the end was rushed writers block has lowk been getting to me lately 😔 also.. THANK YOU FOR 200 FOLLOWERS 🤭 my babies ❤️

This is not proofread i'm so sorry but I gotta sleep lollll

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