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des: 18+ abusiverafe x tradwife reader. rafe hits reader and punishes her for being incompetent.

mentions: toxicrafe, DV, abuse, violence, manhandling, hate, dubcon, only oral, facial, extreme degrading, name calling,

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rafe came home from work stressed per routine. he didn’t even have the patience to wait for something to explode at you over this time. he slammed the door and stormed to the kitchen where he immediately filled a glass of blood oath bourbon whiskey, chugging it all. he shouted cuss words and struck all the freshly washed cookware off the island, all of which you could hear in the distance leaving you petrified . rafe charged to the other living room where you were folding his fresh load of clean laundry. you were slightly off schedule so dinner was no where near done, he noticed that earlier. “the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“hey sweetie, um i was just taking care of your laundry” you replied nervously. rafe has constantly been irritated lately, one minute calling you his ‘sweet princess’ and the next a ‘pathetic whore’ every little thing you did pissed him off to unreasonable measures. you were always so forgiving of him when he treated you like shit. you justified it because he protected you and worked hard to maintain your happy lifestyle. sure you would prefer not to be terrified of your own husband. its naturally become a survival instinct to walk on egg shells 24/7 with him “…is something wrong?”

rafe wipes his palms down his face escorted by a deep exhale “why… the fuck… are you doing laundry… when nothings cooked” he asked as calmly as possible using a blank tone to mask the anger you knew he really felt. “uh- baby i’m sorry, ive been cleaning all day i was going to work on that after i-” he scoffed at your explanation while staring into your soul then put his head down on his few steps closer to you. “‘cleaning all day…’” he mocked. rafe licked his lips with the last little bit of composure he had before exploding with rage

“you think i’m deserving of an incompetent little bitch when i’m busting my fucking ass day and night!?” he shouted with a stern finger pointed in your face.

“no- i-“

“god you’re so fucking stupid. two simple tasks! cook, clean— for whatever reason you can only do one!” you stood there embarrassed soaking the hurtful scolding in as he continued to curse. he poked at your head roughly, going on a tangent that you have no actual idea what it’s like living in reality. “…meanwhile im directing the company, paying endless bills, managing the properties— shit you can’t even fathom because you’re just an ungrateful gold digging whore, right?” you roll your eyes upwards to hold the tears in place, your lip quivering as you try not to cry. it hurt when rafe shrunk your devotion to him by calling you gold digger because you truly loved him and worked so hard to prove it.

“nope, don’t start that shit ‘less you want me to give you an actual reason to cry” you quickly dried your eyes but they were still red. it was always confusing when he told you not to cry while simultaneously going to great lengths to see you cry. he found it annoying and amusing at the same time.“sweetie— rafe. im sorry, ill do better. i- i really was cleaning all day and i didn’t realize-“

rafe interrupts your plea by sending a rough slap across your cheek. a sharp jolt traveled through your body causing you to stumble. “im sorry, please” you grasped onto the stinging on your cheek, beyond controllable tears at this point. “cleaning yeah? lucky for you you’re gonna get on your fuckin knees ‘n get everything clean now slut” rafe pushes you down by your shoulders, collapsing you on all 4s at his feet. “go on, lick my shoe clean bitch hurry up” you look up at him helplessly and figured it would be best to obey without asking questions. you lick the base of the sleek black leather, ass poked in the air triggering your pink silk slip dress to ride down your arch “better be getting fuckin all of it”

rafe digs the toe of his oxford into your mouth leaving it stuffed. he grows sickeningly hard at your degradation. your pussy throbbed to how powerless you were against him. “mmff yes sir” you quietly accepted while getting to work. you’d do anything to prove you were the good, submissive wife he wanted, even if it meant throwing every last drop of your dignity away. rafe slams the hard soles of his shoe on top of your head, smushing half of your bruised face against the hard wood floor while he wiggled it around. his view was perfect, you were finally starting to look like a good wife. “such a dumb lil girl” he grinned.

des: 18+ short quick write. boyfriend rafe gets reader drunk and uses her while she sleeps

mentions; alcohol, unprotected, creampie, making out, hair pulling, dubcon, somnophilia, dirty talk, unconscious reader

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des: 18+ toxicrafe publicly humiliates reader at the bonfire then ‘cnc’ her in the woods slight euphoria inspiration :D

mentions: toxicrafe,darkrafe,abuse (hair pulling, spitting, choking), CNC, DUBCON, manhandling, degrading, hate, drinking, drugs, unprotected, DV

the best part of late summer was here, the bonfire. kooks sniffing coke on one side and pouges drinking beer on the other. everyone typically got along at the bonfire but stayed in their own lanes. you dressed up all pretty now that you didn’t have a controlling psychopathic boyfriend ruining your life. short little white dress with no straps, your makeup slightly done. your ex rafe was also at the bonfire eyeing you from time to time but you tried to ignore it. you weren’t going to let him ruin your night. you just minded your business while sipping on your 2nd twisted tea.

you feel a cold hand touch your shoulder, a large shadow gliding around from behind you. “wow” rafe said with an extension as he looks down on you. immediately no. he’s been drinking alcohol and sniffing cocaine all night which is a horrible combination for an insane cocky motherfucker like him, you knew this was going to be bad. you got up saying nothing and tucked your hair behind your ear, attempting to excuse yourself. rafe grabs your arm “hey, you’re not gonna walk away when i’m talking to you” he demands with a devious smile. “please don’t do this right now” you pleaded with irritation, staring up into his empty baby blue eyes while trying to tug out of his grab. you could tell he was mentally declining more and more each day. “you look like a whore with that shit on your face, you know that?” you said nothing back knowing rafe had no problem publicly embarrassing you. truthfully he thought you looked amazing, he thought your ass sat so pretty in your short dress but he knew it wasn’t for him and that bothered him. “the fuck you doing here hm?” he huffs furrowing his eyebrows.

“rafe i’m just minding my business, stop”

“nahh, no girl dressing like that is just ‘minding her business’” he towers over you shaking his head in disbelief. even though you weren’t together he felt like you were trying to humiliate him. ‘kook princes ex girlfriend shows up to the bonfire looking like slut for all the boys’ he would never hear the end of it. that was his narrative made up in his sick head. the tension felt like a beam was coming out of his eyes and burning straight through yours. you couldn’t look away, you were scared to. “yeah? you want some attention?… cus i can give you some fucking attention” you shook your head at him, eyes feeling heavy from the tears that were waiting to fall. a grin plasters across his face when he realizes how much power he has over you, even after the breakup. he drags you by your arm to the center of the chaos, right in front of the fire. “rafe- no- no please.”

“hey everyone shut the fuck up, listen up!” his alarming voice catching the attention of the crowd, others gathered to see what was going on.

“this slut wants to know how many guys here would fuck her? would anyone fuck her?” rafe throws his hands up in the air while walking back and forth behind you. you just stand there shell shocked, the saliva in your throat felt like a bolder to swallow. you look around the crowd seeing some people shocked, others finding your torture entertaining. “she’s fucking hot” a guy shouted out from the crowd, another goes “aye id fuck” laughter from the crowd starts to trickle out.

it felt like you were stuck to the ground with the worlds strongest glue, everywhere you shyly turned there was all eyes on you but no one bold enough to stop the rafe cameron. you prayed a hole magically appeared so you could jump right fucking through it.

“the whore said she wants 10 guys, can she get 8 more?” rafe claps his hands together bursting out in laughter as more douchebags continue to objectify you. “if i hit i ain’t sharing her”, “show your tits!”, “yeah show off your ass” the words of the beach consumed you, reputation tarnished all because your cokehead ex boyfriend that gets off on destroying your life is bitching about a dress and makeup, barely any! “this what you wanted yeah? so show off” rafe yelled in your ear.

he turned around to grab an open water bottle sitting on a log. “i swear to god y/n, pull that fucking dress down or you’re gonna get fucked up!” he spat with rage splashing the water all over your face and chest, leaving your white dress to expose the perky tits under them. everyone gasped and went quiet. all you hear now is muffled ‘damn’s’ and ‘wow’s’

you pushed him as hard as you could, of course he barely budged. “fuck you rafe…” you cried running away to the darker side of the beach. everyone was quietly conversing about the situation while rafe followed after you. you stumbled into the forest but not deep in at all. you sat there curled in a ball and cried confused, embarrassed and scared. why were so many people okay with him humiliating you. why couldn’t rafe just fuck off and let you flourish as a human being… as if he didn’t already do enough damage. it felt like you were a flower finally beginning to bloom and he just came and crushed you cus he could.

the spiraling thoughts in your head were interrupted by your hair being grabbed painfully at the scalp. “get loud and i’ll break your fucking face” of course rafe wasn’t done. you cried quietly begging to be left alone

“p-please don’t hurt me anymore”

rafe drags you by your hair over to a large tree, keeping you on your knees the entire time like a little puppy. he sits you at the base of the tree and pulls his rough denim pants and boxers down letting his rock hard cock shoot out onto your face “you’re never gonna embarrass me like that again alright?” he jerked himself off while his balls jiggled in your mouth. you didn’t want to make him yell so you did what he obviously wanted, licked and sucked them hoping he would leave you alone after. “y/n l/n wants cock so bad? fucking suck it” he shoves his length in your mouth and down your throat beginning to roughly fuck your head against the tree. all your saliva getting gagged out your throat and dripping down your chin. he spits down on your face several of times reminding you that this is how you wanted it… according to him. “no more good girl hmm, just love being a sloppy whore…i’ll fix that for you” he grunts lowering himself to you and grabbing to throat to slam your back into the ground covered with leaves and branches “ahh- can we be done now… i don’t wanna do this rafe” you cried. “you don’t wanna do this? hmm that’s why your flashing your ass around right?” his eyes widened scanning your body with hate and lust at the same time as he pulled your dress off. he positioned himself in between your legs while pinning both your arms against your chest with one hand and ripping your thong apart with the other. not only did he miss your pussy but he had so much pent up anger that he couldn’t wait to fuck into you. you tried scooting up to fight his dick that he was forcing into your enterance but he just jammed it so roughly you instantly felt it hit your cervix. a uncontrollable grunt escaped through your clenched teeth. rafe gropes and slaps your tits as they bounce while he speeds up “tell me how many guys used this pussy since we broke up”

“mm’ no one…ugh”

“you fucking lying to me cunt?”

“n-no i swear, please stop!” that was relieving for him to hear but he still wasn’t going easy on you. he wanted to fuck every drop of self worth you had out of you and punish you, humiliate you. he wanted to fuck you like you were nothing more than a object he could use for 100% of his own pleasure. he didn’t give a fuck about your satisfaction. “s’ too much rafe— hurts, it’s hurts!” your overstimulated pussy clenching and drooling around his 8 inches signaled to him you loved it and wanted more.

“i dont fucking care, shut up” rafe pushed your cheek down into the dirt keeping you pinned down like a helpless pathetic bitch. he gets closer to cumming everytime he feels your gushy walls squeeze around him. “you just love getting fucked like this don’t you?” he groaned. twigs and dried leaves crunching under you as he pounds you deep. “love when i force you to take it huh baby?”

“uh uh” you uttered. his body heat warming you up from the cool breeze while droplets of sweat roll off his pretty face and collected on your tits. “then why’s your filthy pussy making such a mess slut?” he laughed teasingly. “i fucking hate you” you were embarrassed because it was true. you couldn’t help that you were getting so wet but you didn’t like it, or so you tried to convince yourself. what else were you suppose to do besides take it? “no you should thank me” he said tightly grabbing your jaw, squishing it. “this is what bad guys do to whores with no self respect, understand?”

said the final boss of ‘bad guys’ as if he was doing you a fucking favor by physically teaching you. you wish he’d just shut up and cum already. you find yourself getting lost in the talkative wet strokes, building an orgasm. “thank me” … “m’fuck— thank you…”

your legs start to shake around him uncontrollably. you tried so hard not to cum but he fucked it out of you, proving you to be the dumb slut he said you were. “god— lucky i even let you cum”

after a little while of getting smacked up and scratched by broken twigs he slides his shiny cock out of you to grab you by your hair and drag your bruised face towards his cock. “fuck, open” rafe bluntly ordered and you obeyed with defeat, disassociated to block you from processing how dirty you feel. “m’gonna cum baby” he pants harshly while jerking off, then filling your mouth and painting your face with cum.

“stay right there” he frantically reaches for his phone in the pocket of his pants and pulls the camera out with flash blinding you. “what does trying to be pretty get you?” you tried to hide your dirt and cum covered face by looking down but he pushes your head back up and makes you own it like a proud bitch. “fucked…” “like what?”

“a whore…”

“good girl” your surroundings go dark once rafe ends the recording. you’ve never felt so trapped by someone, deeply regretting the day you ever met the sadistic piece of shit. “now we’re gonna get back together or i’ll send this shit to everyone… including your parents yeah?”

whatever makes him happy.

18+ des: rafe cheating on reader at a party and taunting her about it,

mentions: darkrafe, toxicrafe, abuse (slapping choking spitting hair pulling), cheating, drugs, alcohol, manhandling, gaslighting, manipulating, creampie, dirty talk, rough sex, hard kink, obx, rafe, drew starkey

youre leaned over a marble counter bored asf at the annual summer mansion party in figure eight. you came with rafe and your best friend.she basically abandoned you for some dick and rafe said he’d be back after handling some business with barry, who was there to supply drugs. at first you didn’t mind because you were too distracted taking shots and catching up with distant friends in the spacious kitchen. after a number of shots you start to wonder why the hell rafe was taking so long… you did the easiest thing and texted him

y/n 🖤: when are you coming back :(

after pressing send you briefly look around seeing if you could conveniently spot him. with all the drunk and high kooks pushing through each other you figured it’d be best to have a seat on the couch and see if he’d answer.

another 15 mins go by leading you to text rafe again, showing you we’re irritated

y/n 🖤:wtf are you doing…

y/n 🖤:literally about to go home

you hesitantly decided to wait 5 more mins before getting up, just in case he had a good reason to be ignoring you although you doubted it. at this point you couldn’t help but think he was doing something horrible like relapsing on coke or even better— fucking another bitch. he’s already cheated on you enough to where expecting better would be stupid.

you stormed out of your seat after flashing a disturbed look at the kooks making out beside you. pushing your way through the crowd, you made it to the less crowded hallway where you found rafe. he was just now responding to your message as if it mattered

rafey💕💕: im sorry baby, wya

he typed

“right here” you said standing in front of him. he glanced up from his phone shutting it off and putting it in his back pocket. “hey princess…” he said pulling you close. he had that look on his face. a startled guilty look. “where were you… and why the fuck do you smell like that?” you pulled away from his arms with a slightly disgusted look on your face. “like what?” rafe asked with a stupid smirk, scratching his head.

“cheap ass perfume- and is that makeup on your shirt?” you said peeping the pink lipstick shade on the collar of his white polo. “baby cmon you must’ve did that earlier, don’t start with the crazy shit” he suggested while petting your hair. good one, except you don’t even wear that shade. rafe grabbed your face and brought himself in for a kiss on your soft pouty lips, thinking his used up methods would actually work. you stood still looking around with eyes that were preparing to flood, not being able to understand why he couldn’t stop being a bad boyfriend. he was mean, untruthful and abusive but he always brainwashed you into thinking that wasn’t really him.

“you said you would stop” you said with a soft cracked tone, revealing your glossy eyes to his voided ones. truthfully you didn’t think you even cared anymore it finally felt like the right time to throw this whole disaster away and never look back, for real this time. “i’m done with you rafe” rafe scoffed shaking his head and you couldn’t tell if he was nervous or not taking you seriously “i know you don’t mean that baby” you were sure you did. “i do. look, don’t contact me okay?” you demanded while taking a step back from the tall figure that towered you. “you really wanna do this? i don’t think you wanna do this” rafe said stepping closer to you.“rafe-“

“look i made a mistake okay y/n?” he said holding you against his chest with his lips on your ear. “she was just some whore, she didn’t mean shit to me” he says trying to stop you from pushing him away although he does think it’s a little cute when you’re mad.

“you gonna throw me away cus of some slut? hm?”

“rafe get off!” you raised your voice finally leading him to release you from his strong arms. it felt good finally putting your foot down for once but rafe fucking hated it. he could see he didn’t train you as well as he thought, standing up to him like that. “were done” you finalized.

rafe furrowed his eyebrows and scratched his forehead like he was about to do something he really didn’t want to do. “y/n no, y/n-“ you turned your back to him attempting to walk back into the loud music and chaos as a new woman, freed from rafe cameron… but obviously it wasn’t going to be that simple. suddenly you feel rafes big hand wrapped around your mouth, his other arm around your neck dragging you into the bathroom down the hallway.

you cry out muffled screams while he shoves you against the wall and slams the door, locking it aggressively.

“i said your not fucking leaving me right!?”

rafe shouts in your face, only an inch between his while squishing your jaw.

“all i ever done is give you everything. sacrifice. a-and you wanna be an ungrateful little bitch?” his hands drag down to your throat, where he firmly grips to assert his dominance. “no-“ you utter tightly closing your eyes “oh, oh, you must think someone else is actually gonna want a pathetic annoying slut like you? yeah?” rafe chuckles while tightening his grip. the excitement he gets from watching you turn purple with fluttery eyes is unreal.“n-no!!”

“so where ya going then? hm?” he asks condescendingly. you stand shaky on tippy toes desperate for leverage, your hands on his wrist trying to push his arm away from your neck but it’s completely hopeless. “no where!” he has you back in your place per usual and he was gonna make sure you never complained about a thing he did again. rafe slammed the back of your head into the wall, letting go which finally granted you permission to breathe. “right” you slid down the wall onto the floor in tears begging rafe not to hurt you anymore but he couldn’t give of less a shit. a fist full of your hair was next, roughly dragging you onto your knees then back on your feet. rafe positions you bent over the sleek countered sink, you moaned in pain but stayed put as he unbuckled his belt and pulled his pretty dick out. you disassociated into the sink as you felt your skirt being pulled down and your panties with them. rafe smacks your ass and you snapped out of disassociation with a light scream when he thrusted all 8 inches in your warm pocket. “fuck baby… gonna use this pussy so good.” he grabbed your throat again to control your arch so he could get deep in his favorite part of your pussy. your back was against his chest with sounds of your wet hole getting clapped echoing in the elegant bathroom. “ahh. yes rafe” you said, honestly not meaning to. your puffy eyes rolled back into your head and made contact with the mirror infront of you every few seconds “watch yourself baby, see how pretty you look?” he grabbed your hair to push your head down and make you watch yourself and your eyes locked with your reflection. a sinister smile tugged at his pink lips when he felt your cunt pulsing as he sped up and down “like that shit huh? you feel pretty?”

“uggh yes daddy” rafe groans instantly at the sound of those words…pounding faster into you, fucking loves when you call him that. he aggressively pulls your tube top down to expose your pierced little tits. his favorite thing to do was grope them while he fucked you. your favorite thing to do was just sit pretty and be his worthless fuck doll, letting him use you however he wants. rafe pulled your leg up, placing your knee on the counter and dragging your ass back where he wanted it. “yknow i fucked her just like this” his hands grip your jaw as he slides 2 fingers in your mouth. “yeah, fuck— had her bent over the sink just like this…. only her pussy was sooo~ much better than yours” he laughed on your neck trying to piss you off.

he felt so good you almost forgot that he’s a vile piece of shit. “fuck you” you had no idea why that turned you on— pissed you off but definitely got you soaked and you would hate for him to notice. he’s just being a dick and would embarrass you for it. “should be grateful someone can fuck your boyfriend better than you” your face got red at all the dirty words, you know it’s unhealthy but it gets you off seeing how little you mean to him sometimes. “aah stop it-“

“that’s what’s making you so wet huh mama?” rafe pulls his cock out of your sloppy pussy to turn you facing him, he sits you on the bathroom counter and spreads ur legs open across them. slamming his dick back into you, tonguing your wet mouth.

“tell daddy you like when i fuck other bitches .. say it”

you hesitantly obey as you’re too drunk on rafes cock to care, you were gonna be a good girl.

“luv when you fuck other bitches daddy…ughh” his was cock poking through your stomach, each stroke adding to the knot you couldn’t wait to unleash.

“…and that you’ll never complain about it again”

“i’ll never complain- fuckk— again”

rafe locks his mouth back on to yours giving you sloppy wet kisses. “such a good lil baby girl” . sweat rolling down his perfectly sculpted face. he spits on your lips leaving it there for you to lick up and you sure as hell do so. rafe then spits in your face, slapping your cheek red and you took it like a good bitch. you could tell he was getting aggressive because he was about to fill you up. the best part.

“yeah, baby gimme that pussy”

“m’gonna cum raf-“ soon after leg shaking and scratching his arms you pulse all over is cock leaving it slimy. you grind your hips into him moaning like a brain dead slut which then triggers rafe to lean you into him so he can his shoot ropes of warm cum as deep as possible, his groans sounded so sexy. “holy shiiit” he said while huffing, slowly humping then gliding his cock out, setting his warm load free.

des: rafe cameron, drew starkey, obx, mentions of cheating, cnc, abuse, drugs, slight dd!g, choking, gaslighting, manipulating, toxic relationship etc.

about the 14th time rafes cheated… you confront him about it, it sparks an argument and now you’re on your elbows and knees like a helpless little puppy while rafe pounds in and out of your pussy from the back. pulling your hair and squishing your face. rafe panting and you whining as he pulls your top up and begins groping your tits. rafes a narcissistic psychopathic piece of shit. the only thing that really keeps you here is the dick and drugs… also the fact that he’d try to kill you if you left. the arguments were ugly but the sex was so fucking magical. you never really wanted rough sex but the times when rafe wanted you so bad he didn’t care how much you cried and begged him to stop it kinda made you feel loved. i mean its better than when he’d brag about how the whore he cheated with had a much better pussy than you. or being told he’d hurt you worse for being “an annoying cunt”

“shhh sh”

“such a good girl, taking all of it baby” rafe huffed in your ear, amplifying his pace. “mm-mm. no more” you said stuttering with drool escaping your mouth. rafe loved fucking you when you’re all fucked and drugged up, too sloppy and brain dead to comprehend anything but how good he feels. letting him get away with his shitty behavior. he loved how you whimper like a stupid little kitty when he takes advantage of you. rafe shoves his fingers in your mouth stretching it. “should be embarrassed your pussy gets so wet when i’m r.ping you” he says dragging his fingers down from your mouth to your throat and choking you. that was probably one of the most insane things he’s said during sex but you were too fucked out to care. “mm sorry” you said yet it turned you on so much. being used like a toy. you wonder why rafe perfers you intoxicated but it’s probably because you’re easier to manipulate and more likely to shut the fuck up and take it instead of bitching and bringing up his past mistakes. rafe slows down, only slightly grinding his hips. now you can feel his tip tickling your cervix. the majority of your body is borderline limp but your little butt wiggles on it. showing how bad you want him to fuck hard again. he grins and drags you by your hair to turn you around on your back. “needy lil girl” he says positioning his self on top of you. “play with your tits” rafe orders as he slides his big dick back into you. followed with “rub your clit too”…. you obeyed both commands. his empty eyes watched in awe, yours can’t even stay focused. going opposite directions. making a mess all over the dick you said you’d never touch again 30 mins ago. you could swear he fucks you so good the cheating and abuse didn’t even matter. as long as you were still useful to him nothing mattered. you do your job as his bitch, look pretty, serve him, give him pussy whenever he wants; and if you try to slip away he’ll just feed you more drugs and fix the issue with his cock. works about every time. as his wet balls clapped against your folds your eyes rolled so far back they could’ve been stuck. “fucking love this dick don’t you? tell me” rafe groans as he gets lost in the feeling of your wetness. you try to be a good girl and praise him but can’t even get a word out “yes. i’do bab-“ you say slurred. rafe wraps his big hands around your waist, gripping better and fucking deeper “n that’s why you’re never gonna leave hm? fuck…” 

the dirty words start to build a knot in your stomach and it’s aching to be released 

“never bby… m’gnna cum”

sloppy rafe cameron smut(i have the imagination but not the writing skill😭)

des: dirty talk, drugs, addiction, abuse, ex, toxic, pet names, hard k!nk, dark, dd!g, outerbanks, obx, drew starkey, rafe cameron.

you and your toxic ex bf broke up about 2 weeks ago. you’ve been together off an on for 6 months and the highlights of your relationship were doing drugs, arguing and fucking. he was a dealer himself so you always your shit for free. plus you had a shitty day and huge craving for coke. you texted rafe letting him know you were pulling up but didn’t explain why. bet he thought you were ready to beg to get back together again.

you knock at the door nervously waiting for him to answer. rafe opens the door looking you up and down with a smirk “look who came crawling back” you pushed passed him while rolling your eyes, inviting yourself into his house. “you got coke rafe?” you asked straightforwardly. he sits down on the couch with the table in front of him that was covered in bags of weed, pills, a scale, and some other shit. “yeah? u need some?” he said. you replied with a embarrassed nod. “$90 for a gram.” he said bluntly. you stared at him with shock “are you fucking serious? you’re gonna charge?” you said confused. he smirked and shrugged his shoulders, “you can suck my dick and i’ll make it $50” teasing you. “you’re insane” … “breaking up with me and still expecting princess treatment is insane” he replied.. “ok but i didn’t bring any money” you said with your arms crossed, as you slowly scan his body with your pretty big eyes. rafe can tell you’re actually considering fucking him for drugs. he really didnt care about the money, just something about you being a desperate slut. rafe stands up in front of you, towering over your little frame “guess that means i gotta use your pussy huh?” he grabs a hand full of your hair pulling your neck back and kissing it up and down “really gonna fuck me for drugs?” he says with his lips against your ear. “m-mhm” kinda pathetic but you could give less of a shit. rafe always knew exactly how to fuck you, exactly what you wanted. yes you’re not on the best terms but it was still a win win situation

~he cut up two big lines. one for you and one for him. watching you do drugs always turned him on. of course he made you do another. after snorting your shaky hand dropped the dollar bill, you threw your head back on the couch followed with a strong deep sigh. rafe positions hisself in between your legs pulling up your skirt and pulling your lacey pink panties to the side. “fuck i missed you” he said pulling his pants down enough for his hard cock to poke out. normally he’d eat your pussy or finger you but he couldn’t wait. he shoved his fingers in your mouth and used the spit to smoothly slide his hard pretty dick inside you. your eyes start rolling back already “f-uckk, rafe” sneaks out of your pouty lips. he knows exactly where you like his dick thrusting so he speeds up on that spot. “like that shit baby? bet you missed this dick huh?” he loves grabbing your face while pounding you so he can watch you go brain dead on his cock. “fuckin love when you’re all drugged up, taking it like a good whore” rafes naturally aggressive but god the coke doesn’t help. he couldn’t help but be extra rough when he choked you and smacked you around, you look so pretty all abused and you love it too. “ahh- hold on-“ you squealed overstimulated but fighting back made him go harder. “f-fuckk d-addy yess” tears rolling down your beat up cheeks as you struggle to take it all but you try your best to be a good girl for daddy. you feel a knot start to build up in your stomach… legs shaking and hips thrusting. “c-cumming baby” you cry as the best orgasm you’ve had since the breakup gets fucked out of you “yeah…the cokes good, huh mama? you want more?” you try to respond but basically too brain dead at this point, eyes can barely stay straight. rafe grins proudly seeing the sloppy mess he caused you to made on his dick. he’s almost there with you. “m’gonna fill this dumb lil pussy up and feed you more drugs mama” ….. “that’s what you want?” he asks with slurred speech, “mhm f-k yes” as you run your hands down his sweaty arms making eye contact. listening to his sexy deep groans as you feel his cock twitching inside of you and then his thick warm cum getting dumped deep in your worthless hole.