Hey, I’ve seen some of your one-shots and they’re really good. I don’t know if you take requests, but I wanted to ask if you could write a smut one-shot where the reader leaves a “love” chocolate and Rafe eats it. After a little while, he starts feeling restless and hot until he becomes desperate for sex. He goes to the reader and finds out that she left it there on purpose, and then he becomes mean and rough
thank you if you do this🫶🏻
pairing: boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader
blurb: you feel like your sex life with rafe is starting to deteriorate so you step in to fix it.
warnings: 18+ (nsfw) • riding • degradation • sex enhancements • breeding • slapping • p in v • deep throating • head pushing • angry sex •
authors note: I can’t help but feel like this isn’t my best fic so far😓 it took me two days and two different versions of it and I still can’t wrap my mind around it, I loved this request so I hope you love it all too and just know I tried 💔 and thank you for the love! and I do take requests guys!!
you’ve been dating rafe cameron for a few months and needless to say, It’s been the best months of your life.
rafe was the best boyfriend ever, he’d steal the moon for you if he could. the way he loved you was like nothing you’ve ever seen and it was your first time being loved so publicly
he never raised his voice at you, never even told you no, and you two never really argued.
oh and the sex? he was amazing, he never made you feel shamed or uncomfortable for anything. It was passionate and he knew your body like the back of his hand, he was never rough with you.
rafe cameron was the perfect boyfriend, and you could go on and on about it.
but as of recently you’ve been seeing so many ads on sex enhancers, honey packs, toys and even your girlfriends have been telling you to invest in it.
“I promise it’s so worth it, me and my man seriously be going at all. It’s worth the try.
It didn't take your interest at first until you started to feel like rafe was that interested in sex anymore, that he was slowly becoming unattracted to you. always brushing the idea away and wanting to just sleep or watch a movie.
and yeah you loved the change in development but you’re a girl with a HOT boyfriend, you had your needs. so you KNEW you had to do something about it. and by this time around you guys haven’t had sex in a week, A WEEK. you knew you couldn’t survive it anymore.
as you scrolled at your phone you found an ad for a brand called “tabs”, as you looked more into it was a sex chocolate made to heighten arousal, sensitivity, and mood just as the label read.
you were nervous that it was gonna be a placebo effect or a scam or something, but after reading the reviews you were convinced and added one to the cart, you decided to get the milk chocolate flavor, his absolute favorite flavor. ordering it off your card to make sure he didn’t see it.
It said a few days for it to get here, so you had a few days to make up a plan— one that would leave you both satisfied by the end of the night and not too obvious.
by the fourth day the wait was finally over, the package was finally here and you were ecstatic. hiding it from rafe was easy because most of the time he’s off in his own world (that’s the problem.) so you didn’t have to worry about him going through it.
you know he likes to snack a lot so you just leave it in the kitchen for whenever he decides to eat it, before he left you were just on the couch so you didn’t know if he ate it or not— plus you were too scared to look if he did.
but then a few hours later you circle back to the kitchen to see he ate it, the WHOLE bar as you saw the wrapper in the trash. you didn’t read the label on how much you’re supposed to consume so whatever the case was everything could seriously go wrong.
you start to get mixed emotions, a wave of nervousness crashes over your body but a feeling of horniness too. you haven’t had sex in a week with rafe and it was really catching up to you.
you lay in your shared bedroom, rafe had been out all day running errands so maybe the chocolate didn’t work and you had to accept your L. but then you heard the door open.
you hear him rummaging to put his stuff down, calling your name throughout the house as you hear doors opening as he looks for you, the anxiety in your stomach rising as he finally gets to the same room as you.
he looks flushed, sweat coming out his temple and his bulge outlining through his pants. he looks a wreck.
“you need to be honest with me. “ he stutters, “don’t try and play fucking dumb with me either.” he barks out.
“y-yes rafe what is it?” you mutter as you place your phone face down on the bed.
he pulls a wrapper out of his pocket, placing it on the bed while looking at you sternly. you know he’s mad.
“when I saw this on the counter I didn’t think much of it because you’re always buying snacks and shit, but when I really started to read the packaging on the wrapper?” he softly speaks, his body looks visibly hot he can barely even make eye contact with your body without shutting his eyes.
“what the fuck did you buy, and why would you leave it out for me knowing what it was.” anger seeping from his tone, he doesn’t break eye contact with you once— he dips onto the bed looking at you.
“rafe I-I’m sorry.. we just haven’t had sex in forever and-“ you get cut off by him grabbing you by the throat, looking you dead in the eyes as you grab his wrist
“If you wanted me to fuck you you should’ve just asked, I’m over here outside fucking sweating and not being able to get you out my mind. do you know how stressful that is? I ate the whole fucking bar not knowing you put me up to this shit just because you couldn’t open your fucking mouth to communicate.” he scolded you, tears began to fill your eyes as the guilt consumes you.
“was thinking about your pussy squeezing around me all fucking day, the sweet little sounds you make as I fuck you stupid. and clearly It’s working if you’re doing shit like this. “ he mutters forcing your chin up to look at him.
“I said I’m sorry I just thought you weren’t attractive to me anymore, you never wanted to have sex anymore!” you choke on your own tears as you can’t even look at him, you feel so terrible. you basically drugged your own boyfriend.
“well you got your fucking wish, I’m hard and I need you to finish what you started.” he barks out, then something in him switches.
“please baby I need this…” he says softly moving your hair behind your ear, the softness in his tone tricking you for a second.
“ok rafe. once again I’m sorry.” you mutter looking up to him, and instantly his soft boy act drops.
“take your clothes off.” he murmurs in your ear, going straight to your heat, squeezing your legs in pleasure.
he lets go of your neck slowly backing up from you, waiting for you to get undressed.
you start with your shirt pulling it over your head before unclasping your bra, rafe watches every step— his hand going over his bulge in his pants, you start to feel embarrassed.
next you go down to your shorts, hesitating taking them off as you touch the hem of your shorts rafe’s eyes are locked on yours, waiting for you to just take them off already.
“you’re trying to piss me off I can tell. “ he lunges at you tearing your shorts and underwear off, you whimper as you're left completely naked now. rafe observes your naked body, watching the fear in your face come over you.
“was it that hard?” he says grabbing you closer to him, your both face to face now, his hands rubbing over your ass before smacking it watching you whimper.
“you wanted this, so now you’re gonna shut the fuck up and take it. “ he spat at you, navigating your hands to his belt, his lips smashing into yours melting into the kiss, his tongue pushing into your mouth. he mums into your mouth as you try to push back but he only pushes you closer.
you began unbuckling his belt, his body is so hot and he’s melting at the touch whenever you touch him. his moans coming out the more you begin to strip his clothes off, and by the time you get to his boxers there’s a wet patch in them.
you’ve never been so turned on in your life, the second your hand gets to his cock he’s already throwing his head back, going down to your neck placing kisses on it
you take him into your hand spitting on his shaft before stroking him slowly, he quickly smacks your hand off him before grabbing your cheeks with force
“nah that’s not fucking good enough, get on your knees.” he commanded you, you instantly get off the bed and straight to your knees on the floor as he follows standing right behind the bed.
before you get a chance to even grab it rafe grabs the back of your head forcing you in front of his cock, your eyes bulging through your head as you forgot how big he was.
and the cherry on top was the precum spilling from his tip, you suck a moan in as he tugs your hair tighter rubbing his shaft across your face. you felt like a toy for his display only.
“open that mouth, and it better be good because I’m gonna be pissed at you for a while. “ his tip trying to bully it’s way into your mouth before you slowly start opening your mouth more
your tongue catching his tip swirling your tongue around it bobbing your head, rafe’s moans filling the room as he watches you take all of him in as spit seeped out of both sides of your mouth.
he was only getting more and more greedy, his mind full of sex only and his head throbbing. he had such a war in his mind going on, he wasn’t thinking to pleasure you only himself.
suddenly something in him snaps, pushing your head all the way down to practically his balls. he watches as squirms from underneath him— tears filling your eyes as he thrusts into your mouth.
“fucken slut can’t communicate to save her life, closed mouths don’t get fed.” he barked as his grip didn’t let up not once, he was enjoying this.
and you? your wrecked and hasn’t even fucked you yet..he’s never been this rough with you before and honestly…
he finally let’s off from his death grip of your hair, you slide him out of your mouth as you gasp for air. he wastes no time pulling you up from the floor pushing you onto the bed, you wait in horror for his next moves.
he pulls his shirt over his head before laying down on bed, he starts stroking himself slowly making eye contact with sending shivers right down your spine, signaling you to get on the bed.
“I want you to ride me.” he says clearly, you’ve never rode before so you didn’t know what to expect but also you were in no position to tell her no right now. so you obeyed.
you straddled his stomach, lifting up your hips before bringing his tip to your slit. dried tears on your face as you finally sink down onto him, you whimper as he brings his hands to your ass gripping them as he bottoms out.
you place your hands on his chest, you know he’s staring right into your eyes but you can’t move, you're frozen in pleasure.
“fuck you doing huh?” a slap to your face wakes you up, he grabs your throat, bringing you to his chest while lifting your ass up as he begins thrusting up into you.
“you’re the one who got me into this situation but you keep acting like a fucken brat, when I tell you to do something you do it.” his grip was anything but gentle, your groans getting louder as he fucked into you with no mercy.
you felt choked as his pace only continued, his strokes going deeper and deeper and uncontrollable. you wept onto his chest as you realized the weight of your mistakes.
“you need to promise me that you’ll never do some shit like this ever again.” he mutters in your ear, grabbing the back of your head forcing you to look at him, still slamming into you he knew you were done for but he still wanted to hear you say it.
“y-yes rafe I’m sorry! I promise I won’t do anything like this again.” you cried out, and when you said that you MEANT it. never again.
the heat in your stomach getting hotter and hotter, your eyes starting to roll back into your head as the pleasure consumes you.
you feel him start to rush his thrusts so you know he’s about to cum, his grip on you ass getting deeper as he pounds into you.
“good. you still don’t get to cum though.” he says coldly, you feel him send his last thrust before his cum paint your walls— you both just sit there for a second waiting for your high to come down.
but as you look up you see that look in rafe’s eyes, a look that indicates one thing and one thing only
“you’re still not off the hook yet, this chocolate hasn’t worn out yet.”
he’s not done yet. not even close to being done.
