c/w: porn with little plot, foreplay, p in v (missionary + doggy), oral + fingering (f!receiving), cockwarming, slight degradtion, a lot of filthy dirty talk, idk anything else its one of my first times writing smut
Soundtrack: Sparks by Coldplay for the first part
Cola by Lana Del Rey for the second part
Human Nature by Madonna for the third part
Like A Tattoo by Sade for the fourth part
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10
a/n: Smut is here! Just to clear up any confusion again my story is written from the second person tense but I didn't want to use y/n so I've using the name Juno because I love mythology (both Greek and Roman).
The sun began to set, very slowly disappearing from the horizon, turning the colours of the sky into a fade of gold, orange, pink then purple with cotton candy clouds; It looked the setting of a 2010’s Katy Perry music video. But after eating dinner and drinking beer, the sky darkened into a starry night.
Rafe’s room at Tannyhill was very different to this one. It looked like a type-A but thieving pogue lived at his. Wooden blinds, no drapes, a king-sized bed with crisp white sheets and a navy duvet, his lightbulbs were yellow to it’s to create that intimate feeling, framed motorcycle pictures hung on the walls, Tom Ford Tabacco Vanille cologne lingered around the room, dark wooden nightstands and a matching dresser that were decorated with designer sunglasses, lotion bottles and a half used tissue box, expensive watches, a few empty beer cans, a couple of sparkly hair ties that were yours, a few photos of you both were scattered around his room. It really suited him well. This guest bedroom was white all over with royal blue accents that resemble china plates, a 75 inch tv ontop of the dresser infront of the bed, bright white light bulbs, a ceiling fan, floor to ceiling windows with drapes that lead to a huge balcony.
You were dressed into your pyjamas for the night, Victoria Secret lacy hot pink Brazilian panties and a white Ralph Lauren polo shirt of his that’s way too big for you. Rafe’s wearing grey sweatpants with his Calvin Klein boxer pants waistband poking out with a gold chain around his neck. You were cuddled and tucked into his side with his veiny, rock-hard arm wrapped around your shoulders to keep your head on his chest. One of your waxed legs was hooked over his and your nails were giving him the arm scratches but onto his ribs and waist.
You were dozing off against his skin, his scent was as intoxicating as chloroform and his relaxed heartbeat was no help to your tipsy manner. The Bud Light beers you drank made you clingy, tired and kissy, eventhough they were mild (you’re a total lightweight). Rafe chose the movie of the night which was Point Break. You were more of an old rom-com girl but never argued because you knew he’d only put something on if he knew you’d like it. Crime and action on beaches with surfing, oh he was loving it. Even you, but only because of Keanu Reeves and Patrick Swayze.
“Hey, you’re falling asleep..”
“No, I’m just resting my eyes.”
He patted your thigh, smirking, “Mhm, sure thing.. c’mon, grandma, it’s only 10 o’clock. Is it the movie, it’s boring you?”
“No, no, I really like this one. It’s just the beer’s made me tired and you’re so cozy and warm.”
“No.. I’d rather do something else.” You told him as you sat up and straddled his lap.
Rafe’s hands held your thighs to balance you, groaning faintly at the feeling and sight of this position. “We can do anything you want. Late night swim? Order some food? You hungry again?”
“Mm, I could eat..” you slid your hands down his chest to his v-line, playing with his sweatpants drawstring.
“What’re you in the mood for?”
“I dunno… something meaty and big and fulfilling..”
“Is this your sexy talk?” He teased, holding back his laugh.
You sulked and rolled your eyes, dropping the act, “Shut up, I don’t know how to talk dirty.”
“I can tell, you make it very obvious you’re a virgin.”
You gasped and slapped his chest playfully, “You asshole! You’re supposed to be nice to me and help, not mock.”
Rafe couldn’t help but chuckle while he massaged your sides with both large hands, “Baby, baby, I was kidding. You’re doing well for your first time.”
“Only because I think you’re too cute for that talk. I’m sorry for laughing, I didn’t mean it.”
“Apology accepted. Can we do it now?”
“… You really think you’re ready?”
“Yeah, I really want to. Please?..”
“Who could say no to this face? But if it feels too much at anytime, tell me.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You leaned down excitedly, kisses peppered all over his face.
After a good amount of smooches that turned into a heavy make out, you could feel Rafe harden from above you. Somehow he ended up ontop of you, taking the lead and preparing you for one of the most memorable moments of your life. Both of your shirts came off so he wasn’t restricted and he could become more familiar with your body. Rafe’s kisses traveled down your neck, breasts and stomach. One hand fondled your boob while the other rubbed your hip as a silent reassurance that he was being sweet. You couldn’t help but whine and moan from pleasure and nerves, he kisses on your stomach caused butterflies and tingles all over. It was all euphoric and overwhelming but you knew you had to push yourself out of your comfort zone in order to get to where you wanted. Which was all the way.
“What d’you want me to do? Eat you out? Use my hand?”
“I know, baby, I know, but you can’t have him yet.”
“Because it’d hurt too bad. I know you have a low pain threshold, you’re like a peach.”
“Can I have your fingers then? But soft?”
“Of course. Just relax and get comfortable.” You squirmed around for a little, spread open your legs a bit and gazed at him with your anxious, horny eyes. But Rafe just gawked down at your clothed, damp pussy until he hooked his fingers under the straps and pulled them off. You were waxed there aswell, it was as if you’d prepared this. A sleepover with your first time happening.
You were hairless, taffy pink, tight and soaked. Just perfect. Rafe dipped his index and middle finger into your folds and rubbed your tender clit. He was gentle, careful and loving, stroking your bundle of nerves with precision and focus. It kept making you contain the gasps and moans, your eyes closed in pleasure while your thighs dropped open more, “Rafe… oh god..”
“Feels good, don’t it, baby? You need more?”
“Mhmmm… faster, please..” he quickened the pace of his hand, licking your neck and kissing it. Rafe kept muttering words of affirmation against your skin: “You’re so beautiful”, “I love you so much, baby”, “Fuck, you’re tight”, “Such a good girl”, “Tell Ray how good it feels”. It was clear he definitely had experience. He was so confident in how he spoke, touched, loved. After a few minutes of rubbing, he asked in that raspy voice of his, “Want me to put a finger in?”
“… how bad will it hurt?”
“I don’t know, it’s different for every girl. If it’s too much, we can stop.”
“Okay… okay, yeah, I want a finger.”
“Good girl.. my favourite girl.” Rafe circled the pad of his finger around your hole before sinking and disappearing it into you. A loud gasp inhaled into your mouth until you bit onto shoulder near his neck, whining as he adjusted his finger to your liking and began to pump it while his thumb rhythmically massaged your rosy bud. This new feeling, new friction, new intimacy, it felt exhilarating. Both very painful but also pleasant. You’d never been so close with a person, you had almost began to believe it didn’t exist before this. “Good girl, baby.. loud as you want, we’re all alone. Noisy little girl.. be vocal..”
His finger didn’t let up, curled and wriggled against your g-spot, “Rafe… Rafe..” your bit into his shoulder a little more, thrusting your hips around a bit, “Baby, it hurts a little..” you whimpered. The finger stopped. Rafe slowly pulled it out, making you wince and gasp. “I’m so sorry, baby. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine, it’s just.. it felt really nice on the inside but my hole stings.”
“I’m sorry, Juno, I should’ve started slowly, I was rushing.”
“No, no, it was nice, I liked it, but just a bit sore. Remember, it’s not you, it’s me.” You stroked his cheek with your thumb, gazing at him as he hovered from above.
“My poor virgin.. just lay back and I’ll kiss it better.” That’s when his face disappeared between your thighs. That’s when it clicked to you, he was going to eat you out. You sat up to stop him, feeling self conscious if you smelled or tasted bad, but that quickly left your brain when he started licking, “Oh, wait, Rafe, wai-.. ohh.. oh, god.. Rafey, ohh..” you fell backwards onto the pillow, your legs parted more as a hand intertwined into his scalp. Now this… this was good.
You could feel a suction on your clit, it felt amazing. His tongue was like a helicopter, then he dived in between your folds and licked your hole like it was an ice cream that was melting. After a few minutes of this, your back arched, your moans got louder so he shoved two fingers into your mouth so you could suck them and simmer down. You could feel it. It was coming. It was gonna come crashing like a huge swell in a storm. Your walls clenched against him, your breath hitched with his every slurp and suck. The longer and harder it went on for, the quicker you were going to come. Suddenly, you were writhing and arched completely off the bed like a possessed woman in need of an exorcism. But what you hadn’t realised was that you squirted. On his face. And chest. And the Egyptian cotton sheets. “Fuck… look at what you did.”
“Oh god.. I’m so sorry.. I’ll clean up right now, I’m so sorry, Rafe.” You breathlessly sat up, your hand ran itself through your hair out of your face. But Rafe pushed you back down, crawled ontop of you and held your wrists together above your head. It was as if something animalistic snapped in him. “The fuck are you sorry for? It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I can’t believe I made you feel that good.”
You shook your head, face turned away from his with rosy cheeks, “I’m so embarrassed, I made a huge mess.”
“Look at me.” He commanded you, your glassy eyes met his wild one, “You’re fucking crazy if you’re embarrassed. Did you know your pussy tastes like Pepsi? Plus I’m so hard right now from how horny you are.” You tried to hold back a whimper but it couldn’t help itself.
“Why not? It’s true. Take a look for yourself.” He stood up, never took his eyes off you. “You wanna see it?”
You nodded, slowly sitting up on your knees and gawking at his majestic self. His aura, his body, his face, his behaviour, it all felt different. He was so golden.
Rafe untied the drawstring and dropped them to his ankles. He was bare and completely revealed, but his expression was proud. Of both of you. Rafe’s cock had girth, length and a leaking, red, almost purple, head.
“.. h-how big.. are you?”
“8 inches. You okay down there, baby?”
“Yeah, it’s just.. I don’t think that’s gonna fit.”
“I’ll take it slow if you want, pretty girl. If it hurts too much, I’ll stop but trust me… I’ll make it fit.”
“… can we go slow please?”
“Anything you want. Lie back on the bed.” He stroked your hair before you moved to the dry side of the bed and crawled after you. Rafe’s forearm leaned beside your head against the pillow, while his free hand positioned his hard dick at your dripping, aroused entrance. “It’s gonna hurt at first then I’m just gonna keep myself inside. I won’t move until you tell me to, okay?..”
You nod, your face hid in his shoulder as you held your breath while Rafe injected himself into you, slow and careful. The stretch hurt. For about a minute. Once he sat and situated himself with a wet squelch inside for a while, basically cock warming, you whined and whimpered, biting his shoulder, “Shh, shh.. I know, baby.. my little princess.. just relax and wait, it’ll feel better, I promise.”
“You’re big.. you’re big.. is it all in?… so thick.. it kinda hurts so can we stay like this for a little..” you mumbled, keeping your face hidden in his shoulder.
“Of course… I know, it’s bigger than you expected. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it, okay?”
“Just stay like this.. it feels so full..”
“You’ve got such a small pussy, it’s making me wanna cum already. Fuck, it’s been ages since I’ve had anything, this feels great..”
“Ray.. I love you.. thank you for being my first..”
“And only. No one else is getting their hands on you.. I gotta move, Juno, it feels too good to stay still..”
“Mm.. okay.. but slow, please..”
He nodded, then rocked his hips back and forth softly with groans and sighs leaving his mouth, “Fuck.. you’re so wet.. and tight.. best pussy ever.. god damn..”
“Rafe.. mmm.. mmm, Rafey.. you’re so big.. fill me up so nice..”
“Good girl. Yeah? You like being filled? You like being fucked?”
“More, baby.. please, faster..” Rafe went faster and harder, his hips bagan to slam into yours with the pace picking up. The head of his boner was kissing your cervix, his balls bouncing against your ass cheeks.
“You’re mine.. my girl.. not JJ’s.. not that prick’s from today.. mine. Forever.”
“Ray… Rafe, I love you.. I love you.. and you’re big.. fucking.. cock!”
“Keep saying that.. keep talking and I’ll cum.”
“I want you as hard as you can go.. as fast as you can.. and.. and.. ohh! Right there!.. Rafe.. don’t stop, baby..” At this point, your body was limp, unable to move and he’s just fucking you dumb. Rafe’s swollen dick was pumping in and out fast with thrusts, both hands holding your knees apart.
“Talk for me.. talk to me.. talk, Angel..”
“Your cock.. so drunk on it.. I’m yours.. forever..”
“Say that again, horny girl. You like this cock in you, huh?” He rumbled in your ear, thrusting as fast as he could.
“I’m yours! I’m yours! Ohhh! Ohh! Ohh, fuck!” You gasped, back arching once again that night and squirted all over his blonde snail trail and faint abs. Your orgasm helped Rafe reach his, his hips stuttering against yours while his body was locked still, cum spewing inside your warm walls. "Ohh, you fucking bitch! Yeah, you like that, huh? Taking my cum like my personal fucking whore." Rafe gritted through his teeth, growling and moved one hand to hold the bed frame.
After a few breathless-filled moments, he softly pulled out and laid sat up against the bed frame with his hands running through his sweaty hair. "Shit..." he muttered before looking over at you and patting your thigh, "Hey, are you okay, baby? Did i hurt you?" But all you did in response was shake your head and cuddle upto him.
"No, you were great. I really enjoyed it to be honest..." you rested your head on his ribs, one hand stroking his forearm and the other was playing with his rings on his free knuckles.
"But?" He smiled down at your big eyes, that were twinkling in satisfaction.
"But... i was a little shocked at the end."
"Why? Talk to me, I wanna know."
"I don't want to make a big deal out of it but you called me names that you never called me before and it was really surprising."
"Oh, no, no, no, princess, that was just my way of dirty talk. i don't actually think you're any of those things, I was only being silly, okay?" You nodded in reassurance, smiling sweetly and in love.
"I'm sorry I made you feel uncomfortable, I would never want to do that to you."
"I know, Ray, it's fine, I wasn't. Just shocked."
"Would you want me to not call you those names again?"
"i mean.. I don't mind, whatever makes you most horny."
"No, no, baby, it's what you want.."
"Well, I guess if it's just dirty talk, I'm fine with it. As long as you dont think I'm like that-."
"No, I know you ain't, princess. You’re my good girl… who just so happens to make noises that sound like a whore in bed.” You gasped and slapped his chest, “Rafe! Don’t say that, no, I don’t.”
“You do, but I like it. Makes me cum faster.”
“No, shut up.” You embarrassingly blush, clasping your hand over his mouth.
You both giggled and sighed until Rafe's eyes glowed with realisation, "Oh my god, you just reminded me of something."
You pulled your hand away from him, resting it on his chest, "What? Stop, you're scaring me."
"Speaking of whores, my sister chea-"
"Rafe, no, don't call Sarah that."
"What? She's my sister, I can call her what I want."
"Well, she's my best friend so don't call her names."
"Whatever you want, mommy. But listen, I think she’s getting mixed up with them pogues. Y’know what Topper told me?”
You shook your head and raised his hand to your lips, kissing his fingers, “What?”
“She’s slumming it with that John guy in the cut. John D? John E?”
“… John B? Curly hair? Brown eyes?”
“Yeah, him. After she ditched the midsummer party, she met up with him in that old watchtower and they were totally making out, but Topper followed her. It’s like that show you make me watch with you around here sometimes, Love Island.”
She didn’t tell you. Your best friend didn’t tell you she was cheating on your boyfriend. Even Rafe knew before you and she couldn’t stand her own brother. Sarah’s been like a sister to you and this is just a new level of disloyalty. If you cheated on Rafe, god forbid, you’d tell her. All them times growing up, she forced you tell her gossip and secrets you found out, as much as you hated it and she didn’t tell you actual life changing shit. The silence dragged on for a few seconds longer than normal, making Rafe glance at you with confused eyes, “What's up? Did she not tell you?”
“… she probably just forgot, a lot of chaos going on, y'know.”
“That’s so weird she wouldn’t tell you of all people though. You gonna ask her about it?”
“This is classic Sarah. She acts all sweet and innocent but she’s actually a bitch.”
“Don’t say that, she’s your sister.”
“Yeah, but it's the truth. Don't forget, she’s also your best friend who didn’t tell you about porking some pogue. And everyone always says she’s the best Cameron? Please..” he scoffs, squeezing your thigh.
“I disagree.” You murmured, raising his hand to your mouth again and planting more smooches.
“Mhm.. I think you are because you’re also the best guy in the world. All protective, and loyal, and soft, and genero-"
Rafe face faltered slightly, shaking his head. “Whoa, whoa, whoa… soft? You think I’m soft? Since when?”
“Like forever, since we were kids and you’d push me on the swings, or was my date for both cotillion and debutante balls, or beat up random kids for teasing me and stealing my toys, or taught me and Sarah how to swim. Remember? You’d call me Junior instead of Juno because I was shorter than you?”
“And you still are. But you don’t need to bring all that up.”
“Why not? I really like it in a guy. I like them sweet,” you kissed a knuckle, “playful,” kissed, “funny,” kissed, “gentle-”
“Cut it out, I’m none of those things. And if you tell anyone about this, I’ll go nuts, I swear to god. I have a rep around here that can vanish like that.” He snapped his fingers before stroking your hair.
“You got it, Angel, only for my eyes and ears.”
“Good girl. C’mere.” Rafe demands, tapping his lips as a signal for you to kiss it. You instantly do it after flipping around onto your tummy with your hardened, squishy breasts smushed against his pecs. "Mmm, that's my good girl..." he mumbled against your mouth before slipping his tongue in your mouth.
Sooner on later, the pair of you were back at it again. Rafe was taking you from behind hard and fast, both hands gripping your hips while your face was being suffocated into a pillow with your ass in the air, getting spanked. While your ass was up in the air, you felt a mix of emotions. Exposure, pleasure, pain, overstimulation, confidence, It was nothing you felt before. You couldn’t even speak, only answer his dirty talk with “uh huh” and “nuh uh” or even moans. Your body was limp and paralysed with pleasure, with the only motor movement in your hands to grip the pillows and bed frame.
“Dirty slut.. love taking this cock? Want it everyday, don’t you?” Rafe was rambling out the most obscene words he could think of with the last piece of energy he could use for brain work.
"Horny girl.. you've got such a tight cunt, y'know that? Tightest," hard thrust, "Wettest," hard thrust, "pussy," hard thrust, "I ever had." It was just a cycle of three thrusts then a harsh spank on your ass over and over again. But shockingly, one hand left your hip and reached around under you and rubbed your sensitive clit in a circular rhythm, which caused your back to arch as much as it could and practically bite a pillow as you squirted for the third time that night.
"Ahhh! Rafe! Fuck, please, please.." you were breathless and shaking, eyes squeezed shut and your evidential climax soaked the sheets. However, Rafe couldn't care less. He needed to cum again and paint your insides like he was renovating a new house. It was his way of saying he owned you, no one else could move in and be a squatter, you were his.
“You can take it… you’re so brave.. and strong.. fuck.. fuck, baby.. you’re the tightest girl I’ve ever had..” he went as fast as he could, balls slapping against you in sync with his thrusts. It drove you nuts.
“R.. Rafe.. please..” you whispered, shaking and squirming from the feeling of overstimulation and sensory overload.
“I’m close, I’m close, just wait… oh, fuck! I’m there, I’m there! Tight, tight, tight!” Rafe yelled before punching the wall behind the headboard and bottoming out as he came deep.
After a few moments, he collapsed ontop of you then rolled over to his side. You laid there on your stomach in silence, only the sound of your breathing and shuffled sheets filled the room.
“You okay, little princess?” He asked, reaching over and stroking your back as comfort (to himself as well).
“Yeah… I’m just tired now.”
Rafe didn’t even speak, he just wrapped both arms around you and pulled you against his body. You were tucked under his chin, trapped in a padlock of limbs and falling asleeep, “Mm.. Rafe, baby?”
"... my ass hurts." that whispered comment caused you both to laugh and sigh.
"I'm sorry about that, sugar lips, I must've gotten too excited. How sore is it?"
"Not too bad, just throbbing and numb at the same time."
"My poor baby, I'm actually really sorry. Lemme rub you better." Rafe reached behind you and takes two handfuls of your ass cheeks that looked like strawberry ice cream from how much and hard he was spanking. He was massaging and fondling both cheeks as soothingly as he could.
"I love you, Juno... I don't know what i'd do without you."
Shyly, you smiled and hid your face in his chest, "I love you too. Y'know, you can be really cute when you're talking soft..."
"Well, joke's on you, I'm too happy and tired to argue about being soft."
"Aw, Rafe." you lifted your head and kissed him, your thumb rubbing in a circle on his nipple, making him laugh against your lips.
"Hey, cut it out, you're gonna make me hard again."
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Nah, I just don't want to wear you out or hurt you. Plus it's late."
He nods, kissing the top of your head, "Snuggles then." The pair of you were cuddled up, natural naked bodies pressed together.
"You're my girl... my good, good girl. I love you."
"I love you too. Night, Ray." After 5 minutes, you had fallen fast asleep while Rafe stayed up for a few more hours. One hour was spent finishing the movie, while the couple other hours were spent playing with your hair, watching you sleep, taking photos of you and running his nails up and down your arms and sides. Rafe was so down bad for you, he even knew it, and he was sure he wasn't going to let you go.
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