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Give It To Me

Warnings: 18+,MDNI, heavy dirty talk, heavy breeding kink, dom!rafe, praise kink, also a little degradation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex and creampie(wrap before you tap) Pairing:Rafexfem!reader

This is my own work, do not repost or claim as your own. Feel free to reblog :) Do NOT proceed if your mental health will be negatively affected. 1600 Words .......

“Hmm, so what is it you want?” you tease, poised with a sultry air emanating from your smoky eyes. You watch him stalk across the room, halting right before you. Your heart fluttered, jumped at his closeness, at his expression. He licks his lips before shining a gorgeous, tangled smirk at you. His hand is in his pocket, balled into a tight fist, keeping something wild inside of him at bay.

Your reflective eyes flicker from his intense gaze, down to his fist again.

“Oh, bunny, I think you know what I want.” His eyes devour your slightly parted legs, the fresh skin.

“Why don’t you remind me?” you say playfully, titling your head in amusement.

He bends at the waist, hovering over you. His arm catches on the sofa, as he leans his weight.

“You’re breathing fast bunny, you nervous?” he taunts.

You exhale long, trying to steady yourself. You can make out a slight seriousness to his teasing tone. He's tormenting you with the wait. Adrenaline zaps through you, and you feel the blood heat your skin.

He chuckles, but it comes out more as a breathy laugh than anything. This made you ache. It made you want to peel your legs open, just long enough for him to bury between them.

“I wanna shoot my cum inside of you so deep.”

He pauses in amusement, watching you swallow the lump in your throat. “And I’m gonna make sure I give you a baby. You’re gonna be full of me.”

His lips curve in a crescent moon, sending tingles to your toes. You moan at the release of his words, your chest heaving up and down.

“You wanna be a hole for me bunny? Want me to spill my seed in your fertile little cunt?” he breathes.

“Rafe.” Your voice comes out shaky, your eyes flutter like you’re going to black out from his words.

He grabs your chin and the touch is heated but he cradles your delicate bones like he’s protecting them.

“Tell me bunny,” he says, his eyes like a searchlight waiting for you.

You start to wonder when it was that the ache in your core spread to your stomach. A sharp sting of need. It felt biological, primal, the need for him to be inside of you. To mark you.

“Rafe,” you repeat, eyes on his affirmatively.

“Please breed me.”

As the words float out of your mouth, your body shivers like a cold breeze was let in, leaving you naked, vulnerable.

He grins, showing just how satisfied he was with your response.

His cock is straining against him and it’s hard to believe that the lack of relief isn't killing him.

He slides down your body, resting his knees on the couch, and suddenly your body feels like quicksand, sinking further into the cushions. The air is heavy, and you can’t quite wrap your head around what’s about to happen. His need to fill you always catches you off guard. Not because it’s surprising, but because it overtakes him like he's under some kind of spell. He becomes this wild thing, finding you, dominating you, marking you.

Your panties stick to your wet slit as he nestles between your legs. His hands are hot, and it takes all your strength not to grab them and demand he touch you everywhere. He opens your legs like a treasure chest, lost but now found.

“This perfect cunt,” he heaves, “is gonna look so pretty seeping with my cum.”

He growls before slipping your panties down your legs.

“Look at that fucking wet cunt. These panties are soaked, let’s see if we can clean you up.” His inhale is sharp, almost violent.

“Rafe, please touch me,” you say, unable to wait any longer, the need itching at your throat. Without missing a beat, he attaches his mouth to your slit, slurping up your juices that are already dripping down your opening.

You writhe against him, finding his soft locks, pressing him into your heat firmly.

“That feels so good,” you moan as his tongue works on you. He splits your folds apart, licking around every crevasse, every corner he can find.

“Rafe, fuck me,” you say. “I need your cock, now. Eat me later.”

His lustfilled eyes catch you as he pulls away from your cunt.

“Just admit you need my cum,” he says, climbing up your body to align his hips with yours.

Your eyes shift down. His cock is so close to your soaked opening, and you throw your head back as the fire burns brighter.

“Just admit you want me to mark you, like a filthy breeding whore.” His teeth are curved so perfectly when the words spill out of him.

“Yes, Rafe, I want you to breed me. Leave your cum inside of me. Let everyone know who I belong to.” The last words fall out of your mouth in a loud moan.

With a grunt, he plunges two fingers inside of you, stretching out your thin opening.

“Oh, fuck,” you pant.

His fingers fidget until they rest satisfied on your nipple, squeezing, pinching, tugging. His fingers twist as he pumps them in and out of your wet walls. The juices covering his fingers resemble fresh aloe vera, the way it slips, sticks, and shines.

The sight of him over you makes your walls clench. There was no way you were going to hold on for much longer and he hadn’t even been inside you yet.

You grind your hips toward his strong palm, the skin slapping against your clit harshly.

“Get this cunt nice and ready for me,” he says, focused on your eyes now. His mouth falls open, mimicking your jaw hitting the floor as your fingers claw and scratch at his arm like an animal.

“Cum for me,” he says lowly, and you waver under his palm, his fingers going to pinch your nipples again.

When the wave recedes and your stomach unclentches, he doesn’t pull back. His fingers are still knuckles deep inside of you and your eyes are glowing at him, like gorgeous orbs.

“R-Rafe I finished,” you warn as he continues harshly on your clit.

“Oh bunny I know,” he says devilishly. “Give me another one. Now bunny,” he encourages, curling his fingers. He hits the same spot that had you reeling just a few seconds ago and there’s a weight planted deep inside your core that drops, sending you into another mind-boggling orgasm.

You cry out, the sounds shaky and desperate.

“I need it!” you shout, as you feel your hips go limp, numb from the pleasure.

“What a good little whore for me. You’re gonna be my little cum bucket, you ready baby?” he growls, pulling his cock out, springing it to light.

“Y-yes Rafe put it in!” you cry. Your clit is vibrating from the stimulation but you crave more of him. His red tip knocks at your entrance as he ruts against you.

“Bunny, this cunt needs me, yeah?” he says. Before you answer, he slides all the way in and your walls welcome the delicious sting of his size.

“Oh my-,” you cut off your own words with a moan. His size fills you perfectly, hitting all the way to your cervix.

“Oh, yeah bunny, you feel that? I’m right in your fucking stomach, so deep in this cunt.”

His fingers brush against your clit. That lightning feeling is still lingering and your hips wiggle from the contact.

“Mm is my bunny sensitive? You can give me more right? I still haven’t cum in your fertile little cunt.”

“I-It’s tingling,” you say, warning him.

“Oh, that means you’re doing so good bunny.,” he coos, his breath hot against your cheek.

His fingers press hard onto your bundle of nerves and your hips shoot up into him. You needed to escape the overstimulation, or you were going to be unable to move soon, but when you buck your hips, you just pulled him deeper into your sea.

He chuckles. “Oof, someone’s eager to get me deeper, huh?”

His pace picks up, matching his strokes to his finger circles.

“Clentch that pussy around me bunny, that’s right,” he grunts. “You’re gonna cum for me again.” His eyes are burning right through you as you near another high.

“Fuck, yes, Rafe I’m f-fucking cumming! It’s t-too much!” you cry out, tears sliding down your flushed cheeks.

His rough moans reverberate in your ears as you hit your third high, gasping for air as he continues running circles on your clit, pounding you.

“Mmm I love the way you swallow me bunny,” he says.

Your high ends but your body is still on red alert, an alarm blaring, telling your veins to carry blood faster, your heart to beat quicker.

“Rafe,” you whimper as his thrusts become even heavier, hungrier for release. Your body is nearly limp under him, swimming in a state of euphoric paralysis.

“I can’t take more,” you moan, feeling him twitch inside of you. You’re desperate for his release, desperate for a break from his delicious thrusts.

“Oh bunny, you’re gonna need to until I bust my seed into this cunt. My little cum bucket.” Those words seem to make his hips automatically snap harder.

“Breed me,” you whine, edging him closer. His long fingers wrap into your hair, pulling it taut.

“Say it again,” he demands.

“O-oh f-fuck, breed me, make me your little breeding bitch cum bucket, Rafe!”

“What a little slut, you want my cum so fuckin bad.” He’s trembling with pure need. His hips keep up the pace, but he presses his chest to yours, bending to your ear.

“You want my fucking baby?” His hand wraps around your delicate throat.

“Rafe, give me your baby, fill me up, please.” Your tears are stinging your cheeks, the saltiness seeping into the corners of your mouth.

He lets out a ground shaking moan as he gets sloppy with his thrusts.

“That’s it, bunny, gonna keep my cum in this cunt forever,” he says with one last harsh thrust, busting his seed into you.

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Warnings: 18+, loss of virginity, virginity kink, pain kink, a lil “I can’t take more”, jewelry kink, dom!rafe, rough sex, hair pulling, choking, biting, strong language, unprotected sex and creampie (be safe y’all). Just a lot of warnings lol

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1900 words

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He moves closer to you on the couch and you feel your thighs burning. You shy away from his body, pressing your thighs together, strong. You hear him lightly chuckle as you look over at him smiling back at you.

You straighten your body and switch your gaze to the movie playing. You keep shifting your eyes to the side to check if he’s watching. He is. Pull it together, you tell yourself.

Then, you drop your bag of m&ms onto the floor, clumsily. He bends down to grab them and on his way up, slightly grazing your leg, he runs the side of his hand up your leg. You shoot your eyes to him, trying to catch your breath.

He faces you now and in a low voice says, “I really want to fuck you.” Your fingernails dig into your thigh, you're speechless. You had been waiting to hear those words come out of his mouth and when he finally said them you felt completely tongue-tied.

He leans a little closer to you, placing a hand on your thigh. The cold sensation of his ring makes you shudder. Your eyes drop to the gold jewel wrapped around his middle finger, wrapped around your thigh, and you take a hard swallow of air. “I’ve wanted to touch you for so long.” He mutters, eyes traveling your body. "I think you want me to, yeah?"

He leans closer to your ear, "I know you want me to fuck your pretty little cunt." He pulls away, satisfied with your lust-filled expression.

God, you wanted him so bad. All those nights you spent thinking about him, touching yourself to the thought of his hands on you, his body pressed to you, his hips snapping into you. You couldn’t deny that you needed him bad.

“I’m a virgin,” you blurt out, nervously and way too loud. He momentarily stops his movements, freezing. The air feels so dense. Oh, just kill me now, you think to yourself, embarrassed.

“I-I mean I’ve done, stuff with guys but…” you trail off. “Say something,” you say, feigning a chuckle. “Are you turned off by that?” you say, worried now. His eyes are glowing in the low blue light when a devilish smile appears.

“Oh, I’m gonna fuck that sweet virgin pussy so good,” he says smirking, his jaw muscle bouncing. You take that to mean he’s definitely not turned off by it. You shift in your seat, turning toward him a few degrees.

You catch a moan as it flies out of your mouth, covering your mouth instantly with your hand. Then he presses his mouth firmly to yours, gently biting and tugging your bottom lip. His kiss deepens and you feel yourself loosening up under his touch.

“I’m gonna show you exactly why this cock is the only one you’ll ever want,” he says cockily. His fingers walk up your thigh, slowly spreading them apart.

You close your eyes in preparation, and open your legs a few inches, gaining him access to your growing heat. “First, we need to make sure that pussy is dripping for me,” he says, dipping under your dress, but still over your panties.

He chuckles. “Fuck, you’ve soaked through your panties. You’ve been sitting here needing my touch and keeping that secret to yourself?” His eyes have darkened now. He sucks in air between his teeth, shaking his head like you’ve crossed a line. “Bad girl.”

“I-I-,” you start, “I need it.” You say, in awe at your bravery in this moment, but overwhelmed by the feeling of your pussy clenching with every touch he gives.

“Yeah?” he asks, rubbing small circles on your clothed clit. “Tell me what you want, bunny.” His voice is like silk slipping between your thighs. Bunny. You let the word sink in, feeling like you could relinquish all control. Like he could bring you to an ecstasy that you would never find again.

He tugs your hair, so that your head is titled back a few inches. “Good girls answer when they’re spoken to,” he says.

“I want your cock,” you moan out as his fingers slip past your panties. When he finally makes contact, you gasp and shut your eyes. He grabs your jaw harshly. “Look at me,” he commands sharply.

You do as you’re told, opening your wide, pleasure-filled eyes to his darkened, lust-filled eyes.

“I’m gonna make you shake with pleasure until you beg me to stop,” he says, plunging two fingers in. The ribbed feeling of his ring brushes your tight walls as he moves in and out.

“Oh, fuck Rafe that feels, s-so good,” you whisper, air deflating from your chest from the stimulation.

“I know bunny, you need it. You need my cock. Are you ready for me?” he says.

“Yes, right now,” you half demand, half beg.

He slides down his pants and boxers, leaning over to slide off your panties, leaving your dress on. He picks you up and positions you right above his hard cock. You feel the tip barely touch your entrance and you shudder. The smooth skin of his cock on your slippery wet entrance making you feel like you’ve been missing out on the most amazing feeling in the world.

“P-put it in,” you say.

“Sh-sh, I’m gonna take my time with this virgin pussy, bunny.” He’s holding you up with his muscular arms, moving you ever so slowly back and forth on his tip.

Fuck he was trying to make you crazy, and it was working. Half of you felt you were going to explode from his teasing, and half of you was savoring every second of this sweet torture.

“Please,” you say. He smirks at you.

“Since you asked nicely,” he says, amused, right before sliding the tip in.

You cry out a moan. “Fuck!” You screw your eyes shut at the delicious stretch of your walls.

“That’s just the tip, bunny,” he says, savoring how tight you are. “You’re gonna feel me in your stomach, and you're gonna take it like a good fucking whore, yeah?” he says into your neck as he bites down.

Every sense in your body is magnified as he slides the rest of his cock inside of you, pausing momentarily for you to adjust to his size.

“F-fuck, you’re so big,” you say, wincing from the slight pain.

He pinches a nipple through your dress and snaps his hips agonizingly slow, and you yelp. He lets out a pleasured growl. “I know it hurts bunny, just breathe.” He tugs on your hair, wrapping a hand around your throat. It was clear he was getting off from your taste of pleasure and pain, and you felt yourself crumble under his control. You nod, eyes wide and glassy.

“Bounce,” he demands. You begin lifting up and dropping down onto his cock, the sounds emanating from you already showing just how much of a mess you are. Showing just how his touch makes you feel like your body is on fire, heat coursing through your veins.

“Feel good, bunny?” he asks, confidently.

“S-so good,” you say. “Can you go faster?”

He releases the hand from your hair, wrapping both hands around your throat. He grunts in pleasure, keeping his eyes on yours as he snaps his hips up to meet yours. He drills into you, and a rippling scream escapes you.

“R-Rafe, I’m gonna,” you say.

“I feel it,” he says, satisfied. He goes harder, his balls slapping against your core as his cock buries deep inside of you.

“You gonna cum on my fucking cock, bunny?” he demands.

“I-I- harder,” you plead.

He slaps your clothed tit as he drives into you harder. “Fucking cum on my cock like a good slut,” he says, and you shatter to pieces as the most intense orgasm rips through you. Your body half collapses onto his, your clit suddenly feeling overstimulated as you forcefully roll your hips against him.

“Good girl,” he says, still fucking you through your high. You move your hips on his, faster this time.

“More,” you say, biting your lip.

“Such a little slut for me, aren’t you? Your little virgin pussy needs more cock, yeah?” he says, throwing you onto the couch.

"I knew you wanted this cock deep inside that cunt. Always looking at me like you needed me to bend you over." He pulls your legs and torso up so that you’re on your hands and knees and he shoves into you, landing a slap to your ass cheek. Your body jolts forward an inch with each hard thrust, and a red welt appears in the shape of his hand on your ass cheek. “You’re mine to fuck, bunny,” he breathes out as he fucks you harder.

“That’s so deep,” you cry, moans escaping your lips.

“You’re so fucking tight, shit. Taking my cock so fucking good,” Rafe says, gripping your hips, pulling your ass back onto him.

Your second high hits you out of nowhere and you start to collapse forward, but his arm snakes under your torso, holding you up.

You squeal. “I-I can’t take more,” you say pulling away from him a few inches. You needed to suck him deeper into you, to feel him fuck your brains out, but your body was overstimulated, shaking.

He chuckles but it comes out more like a growl. “Bunny, you can take it, you’re gonna take it,” he encourages, going even faster. “You wanted my cock bunny, don’t run now.” He was enjoying every gasp of breath you took as you struggled to take more.

“Then fuck me harder!” you scream out.

His thrusts get deeper until he’s found your spot again. He kicks your legs open wider so that your face is planted on the couch cushion. He pulls your head back, hooking a finger in your mouth as he drills you.

Your mouth peels back as he tugs on it hard and you can’t hold back the unintelligible sounds emanating from your throat. He fucks you so hard that your eyes roll back and he grits his teeth. “You wanted it harder slut? Is this hard enough?” He huffs out, striking your ass with his strong hand. Suddenly, you're being pushed onto your stomach as he spreads your ass cheeks and fucks you at a new, delicious angle.

"I'm gonna cum in this virgin pussy, yeah?" he half asks, half demands. "R-Rafe, yes," you say, mind completely overtaken with lust. He suddenly stills, moaning out in pleasure as you feel hot liquid ooze into your pussy. You clench around him as he spills into you and your body convulses in a third orgasm. He pumps in and out of you slowly, helping you ride out your high. “That’s it bunny, cum on my cock,” he says, his breathing uneven.

After, you pull on your panties and you can feel your blushed cheeks burning. He smirks at you as he pulls on his pants, still looking like he could devour you in one bite. “N-now what?” you say, unsure what was supposed to happen next.

“Now,” he says, stalking to you, leaning toward you, and running a hand up your thigh again. “You come to me when you need it, bunny. Only me.” ........

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Reblogging this because it’s almost at 1k notes! Just in case y’all missed it you can read it below🖤🖤thank you all for the support!!🥺🥺💜

This smutty smut smut writing is in honor of the scene of Rafe in a towel in S2😊 Enjoy y’all, hope you like it Xx

Summary: You spend the night at Sarah’s house after the bonfire, and with Rafe on your mind you find him getting out of the shower and things get hella intense. Basically all smut.

Warnings: 18+ readers only, this is pretty much pure smut. Daddy kink, rough oral (male receiving), creampie (practice safe sex y’all), aggression, name calling, submission/domination, etc. NSFW this one gets pretty rough so please do not read if you might get triggered by anything (always protect your mental health first &lt;3)

Photo isn't mine! The writing is my own so please don't take credit, but please feel free to reblog the hell out of it! x

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You spent the night at Sarah’s house after the annual OBX bonfire. Rafe was no where to be found last night, making him (naturally) the only thing on your mind. It had been over a week since the first time you had hooked up. The months of teasing getting to you, you finally felt the tension come to life. Since then, you craved every part of him. Next to you, on you, inside you, any way you could get him.

You woke up at 8 am, Sarah still snoring quietly beside you. You checked your phone, paranoid about your parents wondering where the hell you went. Nothing. Whew.

You slinked out of bed, careful not to wake Sarah. Sarah had a connecting bathroom to her room, but that was not your plan today. Your white tank top, a little loose, was see-through and you felt tingles through you anticipating meeting Rafe in the hallway on the way to the other bathroom.

Walking quietly down the hall you noticed his bedroom door was cracked more than just a little. You couldn’t help yourself, peeking in to see if he was there. Shit. Gone. Not in bed.

Just then, the bathroom door in his room swung open revealing a dripping wet Rafe in a beige towel tied low on his hips. His muscles contracted each time he moved, as he ran his hand through his dripping hair suddenly lifting his eyes to you. It was unclear whether he knew you were there the whole time or if he suddenly felt your heat in the room. You stood in the doorway, with just the tank top and white flowered panties on.

He drank you in with every breath he took. “Need a shower?” He suggestively remarked with a smirk.

“Nope, but it looks like you did” you snap back, not realizing your eyes have stayed on the low hanging towel for too long.

He strides towards you, and you close your eyes taking in his scent. “I-I should really see if Sarah’s awake now” you say unconvincingly.

“Or you could stay with me, help me get dressed.” Rafe answered licking his lips.

You turned to walk out the door, not falling for his bullshit attempt to get you to beg for his dick again. Unsurprisingly, the tension made you give in to the feeling and you turned to meet his eyes with yours, shutting the door behind you.

Before you could take another breath, Rafe had pinned you against the white door, the handle pressing into your lower back. His head tilted, with his eyes looking to devour your lips, he raised his strong hand up to your throat, wrapping around it. The slight pressure made a moan move past your lips when you stopped it further, biting on your lower lip. He chuckled with his lips softly on your shoulder. “You don’t want me princess?” The sound of his words sending shudders down your spine, you loosen up and let him take control. “Daddy missed you princess” Rafe said.

“You’re not my daddy” you spit back, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

He drew in a sharp breath with eyebrows furrowed, but with that sneaky ass smile waiting on his lips. “You know that’s not true baby girl.”

You run your hands down his perfectly chiseled chest and abs, reaching for the towel. He gently swats  your hand away, one hand still on your throat, lips still on your shoulder. He gives you a love bite that makes you release a fuck just barely under your breath.

“That’s my princess.” He said triumphantly. “Rafe” you whimper. “Hm that’s not my name baby, you know who I am.” He coaxes.

You internally roll your eyes, but your body is too weak to hold up its end, and you crumble. “Daddy…please.”

“Take my towel princess.” He grunts. “Now.” His voice stern.

Your hands reach for the now loose towel hugging his hips, as you tug it down. The towel drops to the floor with a soft thud, and you feel his dick spring up to his chest, hitting your stomach on the way. You’re practically drooling at the perfect size and beauty of it. “Touch it baby” He says lowly. You look down, pleased to see the love drop on the slit of his dick. Knowing that you’re already driving him crazy, you sink to your knees, and he pushes your shoulder as you go, helping you get down faster. You take the sight in, as you lick a gentle stripe up the side of his dick, your tongue making its way to the love drop. “Yeah baby lick it up” Rafe says eager for more.

Suddenly his hands are in your hair creating a makeshift ponytail and shoving the entirety of his dick in your mouth. You gag momentarily, eyes watering as you stare up at him. His groans begin filling your ears as he fucks your mouth, your spit falling out the sides of your mouth.

“You’re such a fucking whore for me princess. Look at you.” He growls bringing his hand down to grab your jaw as he removes his dick. Your throat relaxes at the sudden loss of contact, but you whimper needing more. You feel soaked down to your core, and you realize that a drop of your juices is on the floor below you. He follows your gaze down.

“Look how wet daddy makes you baby girl. Lick it up.” He demands.

“B-but” you start to protest, but see his jaw clench and know that you’ll be punished if you don’t do as he says. You bend down to lick up your juices and he sucks in air through gritted teeth.

“Fuck princess come here.” He picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing you deeply, tasting what’s left of your juices on your tongue. He walks over to the bed, and gently lays you down on your back. “Turn over baby. Let daddy see that ass.”

You do as you’re told and he slips your panties down your legs. Without warning he’s lining up his dick at your entrance. You gasp at the sensation, and he plunges inside of you, moving his hips fast.

“F-fuck R-Rafe” you pant. You knew you should have called him daddy, but it was too late. Then, the sensation was gone, and your core ached at the loss of contact. “No no no no” you beg.

“Remind me my name again princess” he says testing you.

“Daddy” you plead.

He plunges back inside of you this time pulling you up to your knees, with your face in the pillow below you. His intensity grows as he fucks you harder. By this time, you can hear your heartbeat in your ears.

He reaches to grab onto your hair, arching your back letting him get deeper. “D-daddy you’re s-so deep” you cry.

“Don’t forget how daddy fucks you like this princess” he says grabbing your chin, tilting your head back to lock eyes with him. “Watch me fuck you baby” he states, amused by how you’re putty in his hands.

“Daddy I’m close. Fuck me harder.” You beg.

“You want daddy to fuck you harder? Huh baby? Like this?” There were loud slaps of skin on skin as you moaned under him.

“Cum on this dick baby” His words unravel you as you collapse forward on the bed.

“Fuck baby you’re such a good little whore for daddy. You want daddy to cum in you baby?” By the shaking in his voice, it’s evident that he’s about to explode.

“Yes daddy, give it to me. Please!” You scream.

The loudest groan escapes his lips, as he empties his load into you, dick twitching inside of you. He pulls out and pulls you to his chest kissing you passionately.

“How about that shower now?” He teases with a smug grin.

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Part 2 here!

Summary: you ride Rafe’s thigh for the first time. Dirty talk and Dom rafe with a little fluff maybe??

Pairing: rafe x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, inexperienced fem!reader, virgin reader, thigh riding, a lil dom rafe, female orgasm, brief mention of losing of virginity This is my writing please don't claim credit or repost! Feel free to reblog :) Gif not mine.

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Perched on his lap, you twist your body around to his face, not quite straddling him yet. His eyes shift down to you.

“What is it baby?” he asks you, with unrelenting smugness.

You turn a little pink in the cheeks, your skin burning from his stare. You haven't even opened your mouth and his face is communicating that he knows exactly what you're thinking; he could read you like an open book.

You’ve not quite gotten to the point of hooking up with Rafe. Well, past steamy make outs and over the clothes touching. All of this was new to you and Rafe was more than okay taking it slow with you. He loved the idea of being the one to teach you. Being the first one to show you. Being the one to bring you to that edge. You couldn’t help but have this fear of losing control if you let yourself fall under his spell, but looking at him tonight, his hair framing his low brows and wickedly blue eyes, with your ass and core pressed to his thigh, you were all but begging for his touch.

“Oh, I uh.” You quickly swivel around as if you’re changing your mind, when he grabs your forearm, stopping your moments.

“Bunny, tell me,” he says lowly, his eyes deepening and somehow diving into yours. It sends a shock wave of heat down your body and you visibly shudder.

He smiles, sliding an inch down the chair, getting into a wider-legged position, his arm resting on your lower back.

The panicked excitement courses through you as you think he must know what you’re feeling; you’re being extremely obvious.

“I know what you want bunny. What you need,” he says, slowly twisting a strand of your hair through his long fingers.

You look at him with wide eyes and he tucks the strand of hair behind your ear, an action that drips with dominance. Your thighs automatically press together, hard, as if they have a mind of their own.

“What are you thinking about, huh? About my lips on your tits while I spread your legs? Or my fingers pumping in and out of your wet pussy?” His voice is tantalizing, and your vision seems to double as your pussy throbs with need.

“Tell me what you need, Y/n. Use your words bunny.”

You let out an involuntary moan, catching the rest of the sound with your teeth, biting down on your lip. You look down, a little shy at the directness of his words.

He tilts your chin up to look at him and runs his ringed finger over your lips.

“Rafe-,” you start.

He suddenly turns you around to face him, positioning your core firmly over his thigh. You wonder if he can feel the heat from your pussy as you settle on top of him.                                               

“Bunny, do you trust me?” he asks.

“Y-yes,” you say, shakily anticipating what’s next.

He grabs your hips, moving you ever so slowly but tightly, over his exposed thigh. Goosebumps rise on your skin and you gasp. “Oh my.”

“Feel good bunny?” he asks, satisfied with your moans already.

“Mhm,” you say, your fingers finding their way to his shoulders to steady yourself.

“I know you need it bunny, don’t be shy with me,” he coaxes.

You feel yourself let go of your thoughts and you start to roll your hips faster and harder onto his strong thigh. The feeling of his bare thigh rubbing you through your shorts sends your bundle of nerves into overdrive. Your thighs quivering in pleasure.

“Oh, Rafe, fuck it’s so g-good,” you stumble out.

“You look so sexy bunny. I can feel how wet you are. You’re soaking through your shorts,” he says, eyes drifting down to your core.

“You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” His dominance peeks out as he wraps his hand around your neck, and you’re taken aback by the heat you feel in your body; your pussy getting butterflies, and the warmth of the thinned air spreading to your brain.

“I’m gonna move you faster bunny, and you’re gonna cum on me, yeah? I’ve got you.”

You breathe out in preparation and nod in agreement. Your mind is racing with cuss words just itching to be free from the intense pleasure he’s giving you, as you let one slip.

“Fuck me,” you say into his eyes, pleadingly.

“Fuck bunny, you have no idea how bad I want to bury my cock into this tight pussy. How I need to be inside of you. But not tonight. When you’re ready.” His voice is strong, but soft all at once.

Your face flushes from the heat of your movements and from his intoxicating words.

He tightens his grip on your waist, inching lower to grab your ass cheek in his big hand, helping your hips roll harder and faster.

“You’re so pretty with your mouth open like that, practically begging for me to get you off,” he says. And by the tent in his pants, you can tell he’s enjoying this just as much as you are. His words echo through your mind as you grind yourself harder onto his thigh, getting lost in the feeling.

“Rafe, I think I’m gonna cum-,” you say, your voice vibrating out of your chest.

“That’s it baby, make that pretty pussy cum on me,” he hums, eyes concentrating on your wavering body.

Your fingers grip into his shoulders and he draws in a sharp breath as your fingernails dig into his skin. As you peak, he lets go of your throat to help you ride out your high, holding your hips steady.

“Look at me bunny, let me see you lose control,” he says devilishly. Your eyes flutter into the back of your head as you let out a high-pitched moan and you ride out your high on him, throwing your head backwards and forwards uncontrollably as your body shudders atop his frame. "R-Rafe I can't," you cry out as the intensity of the orgasm is too much to handle all at once. Your eyes locked into his, glowing with heat. He steadies you, grasping your lower back and cradling the back of your head, watching with hungry eyes as you shatter to pieces. "I know, baby, ride it out," he says, the satisfaction seeping out of his mouth.

You collapse onto him when you’re finished and shyly straighten up to meet his eyes. The feeling was incredible, and you craved more.

“You want more bunny?” he asks triumphantly, reading your expression and helping to position you over his clothed hard cock. ........

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Leather & Whiskey

Warnings: 18+,MDNI, dom!rafe, daddy kink, degradation, praise, breeding kink, public touching, choking, ass grabbing, rough sex, lil overstimulation, unprotected sex and creampie(be safe y’all), language

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The leather stretches across your skin, the cold metal so tight it grips onto your skin, tight enough to leave a mark. You do a 180 in front of the floor length mirror, and inhale in excitement. The lingerie climbs up your body, barely covering your nipples and the leather splits the folds of your core as you admire your ass from a new angle.

You slip on a tight black dress with a mock-neck just high enough to hide the choker collar. You slip into red stilettos and grab your purse.

“Y/n are you ready? The sooner we get this dinner done, the sooner I get home to sink my cock into you,” Rafe says impatiently.

You smirk, walking into the living room.

“Rafe,” you laugh, “it’s literally your birthday dinner. Just a few friends, just a couple hours, okay?” you say, walking over to him.

He’s standing stock still in a black tailored suit, hair looming over his perfectly blue eyes.

“Oh fuck.” He expels in a breath of air that seemed to be stuck in his chest. The best part was he didn’t even know you had something even more irresistible on underneath.

“Don’t tell me you’re wearing that. I won’t make it without dragging you to the bathroom and fucking you stupid.” He walks close to you, towering over you.

You pull at his collar, closing the gap between you two, the heat rising. With your lips close, you lean in.

“My birthday boy,” you whisper seductively.

His bulge leans into you as your arms snake around his neck. You give him a deep kiss, twisting your tongue around his, nibbling his lips.

“We need to leave now,” he says. “Before I go fucking insane.”

…….

He hasn’t peeled his eyes off you since arriving at dinner, despite all the friends chatting around you. His hand moves under the table, resting on your thigh. He holds it there for a few moments and you wait for the ball to drop; for his patience to run out and him to touch you.

“Cheers!” your friends exclaim, raising glasses.

“Happy birthday man,” Topper says, the others parroting the same phrase.

You place your hand over his on your thigh, squeezing.

As the alcohol runs down your throat, burning fire down, he slides his hand further up your leg.

Your cheeks flush and you can’t believe, actually you totally can believe that Rafe is sliding his hand up your thigh and between your legs at his very public birthday dinner.

You wince, shaking the movement off as an awkward smile and a celebratory shake of your shoulders.

Fuck. Breathe. You tell yourself.

You couldn’t keep your lips from parting at the feeling of his rough fingertips inching towards your heat. Thinking of the dirty thoughts that must be swirling in his mind.

You barricade his hand, trying to swat it away, as you suddenly push back from your chair, making your lap a little more visible to everyone. He shoots you a look that has your spine tingling. He seems to snap out of his fit of horniness just long enough for you to take over the teasing. You purposefully drop your fork on the floor, staying in your seat but bending down to reach for it.

As you come back up, you move your hand up his thigh, right over his clothed cock. You apply the slightest pressure and he jumps at the sensation. His jaw clenches as he smirks and shakes his head a little, knowing exactly what you’re up to. You bite down on your lip before returning to the conversation in front of you.

“Does anyone wanna try this? Oh man, I mean it’s one of the best pastas I’ve ever had,” Topper says enthusiastically.

“Oooh, I’ll try it!” you say excitedly. Topper leans back into his chair, motioning with his hands for you to grab some off his plate.

Without hesitation, you stand up partially, leaning over the table to Topper’s plate. The dress hugs onto your ass, outlining the perfect shape, and as you lean over the table, you bend over and send your hips a little towards Rafe, knowing it’ll drive him wild.

“Oh, uh,” you half moan. The sound coming out more pornographic than you originally intended, as you pretend to have trouble picking up some pasta with your fork. You can practically feel Rafe’s stare burn through you and his bulge inflate.

Your thighs press together, hard, as you sit back in your seat, turning to Rafe. His eyes are dark, his jaw bouncing from your unmistakable teasing. You had half a mind to drag him to the bathroom yourself and demand he fill you up, but you had something else in mind. Your lingerie was clinging to your body and your body felt red hot, anticipating later. You shake your leg hurriedly, trying to edge the time to move faster.

You stand up, walking over to the bar, needing a second to collect yourself. Standing there at the dimly lit bar, you turn to the table and slyly unclasp the tie holding the high neck of your dress up. You had hoped Rafe would follow you, and just as you thought, he was just steps away, eyes scanning your frame. You bite your lip as the 6 foot something man walks to you, completely confident and completely making your panties a mess.

“If you don’t stop, I’m fucking you in the bathroom,” he says, looking at you with hungry eyes. His fists are balled up tightly, like he’s trying to control a frenzy of heat inside of him.

You feign an innocent and peppy tone, ignoring his comment. “Babe, can you tie my dress, it somehow untangled itself.”

As you turn around waiting for his touch on the back of your neck, you bite down a smile. Right where the thick ribbons flowed down your back was a silvery metal circle catching the light and peeking through the gap in the dress. His gaze follows the metal circle connected to another circle by a strap of  black leather.  

You could hear his breath hitch at the sight, and a low fuck escape his lips. After a tense moment, he steadily ties the ribbons and leans into your ear, pressing his chest to you. His breath clouds your hearing, as all your senses heighten.

“Get your purse, we’re leaving,” he huffs, frustrated beyond belief.

You swivel around to look into his eyes, giving him a little wink.

“Now,” he says, before landing his hand on your lower back and guiding you back to the table.

“Alright catch you guys later yeah? We’ve got plans,” he hurriedly tells the table of friends.

Topper scoffs in half a laugh. “Dude, we throw you a dinner party for your birthday and you leave after like an hour?”

Rafe doesn’t seem bothered at all by Topper’s comment. Instead, his eyes are glued on yours, communicating all that you needed to know.

…….

He guides you through the door as you feel his body barricade you, preventing any movement forward or backward.

“Take it off. Now.” He’s stripping off his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, and goddamn he looks like a god.

You step a few feet back to make sure he has a perfect view before you untie the ribbons and unzip the tight dress. You wiggle it down over your hips and figure, eyes stuck on his as they travel your body.

“You’ve been wearing this all night?” he asks, almost bewildered in how he could have missed it. His jaw bounces as he takes in your soft skin between the leathery lingerie dripping with sex.

“Happy birthday,” you say, your voice silky as you take your finger in your mouth.

His hand lands on the back of your neck as he pulls you into a rough, needy kiss, grabbing your lip with his teeth, biting. He roughly palms your ass before picking you up and pulling your hair back so you’re at eye level with him.

“Such a little slut,” he says, “can’t even behave on my birthday?”

He throws you onto the bed and you feel your pussy clench at the sight of his bulge doing all but unzipping his pants for him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you taunt, innocently.

He smiles, brows furrowing for a second, flashing his dark side.

“Let me see if I can jog your memory,” he says before hastily taking off his pants. He stares for a second, licking his lips, eyes drawing maps over your body, before he climbs over you.

He trails his tongue over your collar bone, biting until he hears a throaty moan escape you. He tugs at the leather straps wrapped across your chest and up your neck, as you lift your hips, floating your eyes closed in the feeling.

Goosebumps cover your body as he nips and nibbles at every sensitive area.

“You think a good girl would wait for me with this on?” he scoffs. “No, only a dirty whore would, yeah?”

You fall apart under him as those words fill your ears.

“Rafe,” you pant, grasping his hair in your hands to guide him lower.

“Teasing me all night? After pretending to be a good girl in front of all our friends?” he asks, his face screwed into disbelief.

You can’t manage an answer, but instead wrap your hands around his cock. You feel it pulse in your hands and you whine for more.

“Beg me like the dirty little whore you are,” he mutters.

“Rafe, daddy, I need you. Please touch me,” you beg.

Suddenly he’s pulling the leather from your core, stretching it to the side as it sears deliciously into your sensitive skin.

“Look at that fucking wet pussy,” he says, licking a stripe up the folds.

You wiggle under his tongue, pressing into it, desperate for more sensation. His fingers are gripping your thighs, sure to leave bruises by morning, the thought making your pussy leak.

“I want you inside of me,” you pant.

“My bunny wants what?” he says, leaning his ear to you as if he couldn’t hear.

“Rafe! Fuck me!” you yell.

He pulls your body down the bed, twisting you onto your stomach.

“Give me that pussy,” he says, ripping off your panties, landing a harsh slap to your ass. You seethe at the pain, biting your arm for relief.

“Let me see those perfect tits baby.”

He directs you to remove your bra, but to keep the choker straps on. You twist your chest towards the ceiling, your back arched perfectly. He grabs your tits, palming them roughly before landing a slap to each. You exhale through gritted teeth at the pain and pleasure swirling in your body. He flips you back over and holding onto the leather bra hanging around your neck, creates a makeshift leash with the leather straps connected to the choker.

You start to wiggle your ass back to him, pushing to your knees.

“Put it in,” you coo, circling your head around, your hair flowing in your face.

All you hear is a breathy growl before he pushes his thick length into you, and you cry out as he immediately bottoms out inside of you.

“Oh shit!” you yell, bouncing your ass back on his cock.

One of his strong hands grips your ass, pulling it back as the other grasps the makeshift leash, choking you with the lingerie still snaked around your neck.

Your walls clench around him as the feeling of his size filling you thins the air in the room even more.

“This cunt is fucking perfect,” he says, speeding up his thrusts.

“Harder Rafe!” you yell, and he yanks the choker harder, snapping his hips harder. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as incoherent throaty moans leave your lips and your chest feels warm from the air deflating from your lungs.

“You like being a little slut, don’t you?” he taunts as he slides in deeper.

Suddenly, he flips you onto your back and you gasp as he lets go of the choker, allowing fresh air to flood your lungs.

Your eyes are teary from the intensity of the relief right before he spreads your legs, entering you at a new angle.

“R-Rafe, it’s s-so good,” you say, lips pursed in ecstasy.

“More,” you plead.

“More baby?” he says eagerly. He lifts your hips up off the bed as your legs wrap around his waist and he drills you from a deliciously deep angle.

Your mouth falls open as your hips levitate off the bed, your neck holding up most of your bodyweight.

“You feel that?” he says smiling at your expression.

“That’s my cock deep in your stomach,” he says triumphantly.

You go limp, letting him take full control as his cock hits your cervix, sending a balloon full of pressure through you. Your hand grasps your stomach as the pressure builds and you cry out as he continues pumping.

“I can’t, I can’t!” you yell.

“Come on bunny, you can take it,” he encourages, going even deeper and harder, now wrapping his hand around your throat.

“Rafe, I-I’m gonna cum,” you pant.

He growls at the sound of those words ringing in his ears as you feel his cock throb inside of you.

“Cum on my cock bunny,” he demands as you scream out. “I’m gonna put a fucking baby in this tight pussy.”

The bubble in your stomach bursts and you explode, your body moving up and down in a fit of pleasure.

“That’s it,” he encourages.

He drops your body to the mattress as he pushes your legs toward your chest, pushing in deep. He pumps inside of you a couple more strokes before he lets out a deep guttural moan, releasing his hot seed into you.

His cock still pulsing inside of you, he leans his head into your neck, and you try to catch your breath.

“Happy fucking birthday daddy,” you say through heaving breaths.

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Amnesia

Turned out rougher than I was intending lol oops, hope you like it

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Fighting/arguing, heavy emotions, make up sex, Choking, spanking, creampie(wrap it up y’all), praise kink, degradation, breeding kink

Pairing: rafe x fem reader

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1400 words

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You always seemed to get to this point. The arguing, the yelling coming to a halt as the room spins slowly. You grip the sides of your head as the headache sets in. Your temper sometimes gets the best of you, and you knew if anyone would be able to bite back just like you, it’d be Rafe. The arguing was explosive, but never once did either of you put hands on the other.

Something about this fight, though, had spun you right into a web of Rafe’s tornado of emotions.

“I told you to take medicine,” he says lowly, wiping his upper lip like he’s recovering from an altercation.

“I will, just give me a second,” you say, still gripping your temples now.

He strides over to you, cautious to touch you. There was a brief moment, between the arguing, the screaming and the make-up, where it always felt like you were in the eye of the hurricane. Brief moments of things still spinning out of control, but you two being frozen in time. You raise your head, peeling your eyes to watch his frame approach you.

His fists are no longer balled up, his eyes softening a little. Still, you weren’t budging. You always seemed to take a little more coaxing after a fight to recover from the intensity.

He doesn’t touch you, instead, staying multiple feet from you, waiting.

“I don’t care anymore, you win,” you say, wide eyes looking into his.

He steps closer, pulling the tension in the room taut.

“That’s not what I want,” he says, swallowing the lump in his throat.

He reaches out his hand ever so slowly, tracing up your arm. Your eyes close reflexively, like they’ve done millions of times at his touch. You feel your body relent as he completely closes the gap between you two. He peers down at you, bringing his index finger and thumb to tilt your chin up towards him.

A tear wells up from your throat, spilling out of your already blood-shot eyes. The tear stings, the skin feeling raw from the rubbing, the scratching that your fingers did.

His eyes watch the tear drip over your cheekbone before his mouth is on your cheek, stopping the salty liquid in its path, until the tear is nothing more than a withering kiss.

His big hand snakes around your waist, pulling you to him, crashing your bodies into one another.

The feeling is like touching for the first time. No matter how many fights, the first touch after is always electrifying. His other hand presses to your heart as his lips detach from your cheek.

“Your heart is so loud, talk to me princess,” he moans.

“I don’t want to talk yet,” you breathe, grabbing onto his shirt, tugging. His eyes swirl a deep black lust with a hint of soft blue shining through.

“Touch me,” you say, desperate for this tension to snap.

“Anything for my princess,” he says with a little smirk, before grabbing under your thighs to hoist you onto his waist. You hang there, elbows resting on his built shoulders, staring into his eyes.

“I need to feel you inside of me,” you say as another tear rolls down your face.

His lips cut off the last breath you had, preventing a choked sob from escaping you. The bed is soft as he lays you onto it, carefully peeling your legs from around him, just to nestle back in between them.

“Still my princess,” he says, tracing your lips with his index finger. He takes the finger, trailing it down your neck, making his way to a nipple over your shirt.

“Take it off,” you breathe, and he does just that.

Without wasting a second, his mouth is on one nipple, softly suckling, biting. A moan leaves your mouth feeling wet and supple. You wrap your legs around his waist, catching him at the back of his pants, pulling him into your heat. His clothed cock feels hard against your delicate core, making you shiver.

“Please, Rafe, fuck me,” you beg, tired of the teasing.

“You wanna feel my cock princess? In this little cunt?” his demeanor was changing again, from the soft after-fight Rafe to his usual dominant self. He balanced the two so perfectly.

“Are you sure you can handle it right now?” he says, making light of your fight.

“Just fuck me,” you sneer, a little inflection in the words bringing a lighthearted tone to the tension.

Somewhere between your eyeroll and your tightened grip on his waist, his pants have come down. With one swift motion, he bottoms out into you, the pressure of your tight cunt stretching against his cock, sending a jolt of pressure through you.

“That’s my girl,” he encourages as your mouth hangs open in desperation.

“Oh, fuck,” you heave. “Move faster,” you demand.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your little attempt to push him around.

He grips your hair, tilting your head further into the pillow below you.

“Still got that attitude, huh?” he says, pulling out his cock just to shove it back in agonizingly slow.

“Beg for it,” he pulls your hair harder.

“Fucking move,” you say, aching for more.

“What a brat,” he says, releasing your hair and pressing his hands over your throat. A slick smile appears across your lips.

“You always have to be bratty, huh?” he says, flaring his nostrils as he picks up his pace.

“Always have an attitude even when this cock is deep in your cunt?” he sucks in a sharp breath.

“Just pull out if you aren’t gonna fuck me good,” you say, glaring at him.

Your make up sex was always a fight for power, much like your relationship.

“You’re gonna wish you’d have bitten your tongue,” he insists with a devilish grin.

Pinning your hands above your head, he thrusts into you hard. You widen your legs trying to get him deeper as he plunges into you.

You cry out in pleasure as he attaches his lips to your neck, alternating giving you love marks and bites.

“See? If you were a little more patient, you’d have your hands to touch me with,” he laughs, watching you writhe under him.

You clench around his cock uncontrollably.

“Gonna cum already princess?” he says in a mocking tone.

“Yes, fuck,” you say through heavy breaths.

“You’re gonna cum until you can’t use your legs,” he says, making the corkscrew inside of you unwind, exploding your juices all over him.

“What a good girl,” he says, fucking you through your high, leaving your body shaking.

“Is that all you’ve got?” you mock, knowing full well it’ll set him off.

Your stomach twists from the lack of contact as he takes out his cock, flipping you over. You fall forward, your face flat on the pillow before he hooks his hands under your waist to pull you onto your knees.

“This is what you wanted, huh?” he growls as his big hand lands a thunderous smack to your ass cheek. He palms it, alternating soft rubs and harsh slaps. Your hips buck every time he makes contact, your cunt fluttering.

“That’s what you wanted? Tell me.” He demands, grabbing onto your hair. He pulls your head back as he shoves back into you.

“Oh my god! Yes, fuck,” you squeal.

“What do want?” he pulls harder as you feel him bottom out, pressing his hips deep into yours so that his cock stays buried deep.

“That spot, yeah?” he says, noticing your undulating body.

“Want your cum,” you say, tears spilling your eyes.

“You want me to use this perfect cunt as my perfect little cum bucket?” he grunts once more before covering your throat with his warm hand. The warm sensation of your air thinning out was pooling your juices onto his cock.

“Please, please,” you beg, tears staining the sheets under you from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Leaking like a good girl,” he says, kissing down your back. “Cum again princess,” he says, softer this time. “Cum while I spread my seed into your cunt.”

You break apart under him as he spills into you. His strong legs pounding into you, breaking your balance.

Without completely collapsing onto the bed, you wrap into each other’s arms, coming down together.

“I missed you princess,” he says, smearing wet kisses over your shoulder.

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Ask Request by @gillybear17 : "Ok so I don’t know if you’re willing to do this but I love bitchy kook reader imagines!!!! I would love one where bitchy kook reader is dating Rafe. Rafe and the reader are at the country club with topper and Kelce. Sarah and the Pogues show up. The reader starts shot talkkng them and JJ gets mad abs calls her a slut. Rafe gets mad and punches JJ. the reader thinks it’s hot that Rafe would defend her and it results in smut. I love your imagines by the way!!!!!" Thank you so much @gillybear17 for this amazing idea, I hope I brought this situation to life for you🥺💜 Lots of loveXx

Warnings: 18+, fighting, punching, blood, saliva, hair pulling, cussing, biting, pinching, daddy kink, angsty!rafe, unprotected sex and creampie (stay safe y’all), pogues and kooks being assholes to each other, misogynistic language/ideas (obviously which I don’t agree with AT ALL).

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Filing your already perfectly sculpted almond shaped nails, your eyes follow the white wooden beams above. The country club has always been a place for you to hang out. The Kooks laid claim to the country club and the Pogues were not welcome. You and Rafe sit lounging on a wicker loveseat, his legs up on the glass table in front of you, showing dominance. Kelce and Topper sit opposite you on the edges of their chairs, mouthing off at each other.

“Ugh” you say exasperated. “Topp how many times are you going to tell us this fucking story?” not shy to hide your annoyance.

“Y/n c’mon I-I’m just making conversation; I mean it was so cool-.”

“Topp” Rafe warns, cutting him off with a slight nod, making Topper back off. Rafe strokes your hair, grasping it gently by the root.

You sit up, straightening your beige crochet tank top. “Babe, pass me my lemonade” you say to Rafe.

His muscular arm reaches forward, his peach polo shirt rising at the back, revealing a few inches of his lower back, Calvins peeking out. Your hand rests on his mid-back, feeling his muscles contract.

Turning away from you, as if to conceal his movements, he takes a sip of the ice-cold lemonade. You playfully catch his arm, trying to grab the drink. “Rafe, I told you to get your own!” You squeal as his hand blocks your motion, still chugging the refreshment. Giggling, you finally pry the cold drink from his hand, now wet with condensation.

He plants a playful kiss on your neck, giving you a nibble. Your hand reflexes up to his face and neck. You giggle softly, “Rafe, we’re in public” you whisper. “Can’t I kiss my girlfriend?” He smiles mischievously.

“Not in front of us please, get a room” Kelce says loudly.

“Oh, grow up Kelce.” You snap, as your eyes catch a glimpse of shadows looming over the glass doors of the club entrance.

“What are they doing here,” you say under your breath. Rafe stands, cap backwards, chest puffed out like on offense. Topp and Kelce following suit, walk closer to the group of Pogues led by Sarah and John B. You stay seated, unbothered to grace them with your presence, and letting the guys handle it. You hear shifty words exchange between the Pogues and you shout “get out Pogues, you’re not welcome here! You too Sarah.” You give a menacing, bitchy smile, scrunching your nose.

“We can be wherever we want” John B defends. His attitude rubbing you the wrong way, you stand up, chuckling “listen Pogue, just because you’re fucking a Kook, doesn’t make you one” you hum. Knowing it’ll get a rise out of them.

Suddenly, JJ makes his way in front of the pack, his comedic tone piping up, “like you’re one to talk slut, every goddamn Kook has had a turn in you.” He says, giving a grin. You’re taken aback by his comment, feeling tongue-tied.

“What the fuck did you just say to her?” Rafe moves toward JJ, towering over him. “You heard what I said, all you asshole Kooks think you own everything!” JJ asserts loudly, chuckling with his toothpick between his teeth. “But guess what, you don’t!” He finishes.

Rafe is now inches from JJ, seething, seconds from exploding. “You better watch your filthy mouth Pogue.” He says, boiling. Knowing Rafe is about to take a swing, Topper and Kelce step up, blocking any movement from John B or Pope.

“You wanna hit me don’t you?” JJ coaxes. “Or you gonna have Y/n fight your battles for you? Huh pussy?” He spits.

Bam. One blow to JJ’s right cheek. Bam. A second blow, this time making him stumble backwards, Kie catching him.

The heat in between your legs grows seeing Rafe so angry, so ready to defend you. His face painted with anger, his fists stay curled, ready to strike again. Snapping out of your daze, your priority becomes stopping Rafe from causing a big scene at the club. One that your parents would definitely hear about.

Blood drips onto the wood floor. “What the fuck! JJ are you okay?” Kie says exasperated. “JJ-“ Pope begins. JJ’s eyes are flared with recklessness as he lunges forward to stare into Rafe’s eyes, pushing Rafe backwards.

You stumble forward, trying to wedge yourself between the violent, furious guys. “Rafe stop, these Pogues are not fucking worth it.” You say, staring directly at JJ. You fix your attention on Rafe’s face, hands finding either side of his head. “Rafe, look at me!” you command, trying to steady his heaving chest.

He finally peels his eyes off of JJ’s, diving into yours, wide with concern.

“You need to leave, right now!” A suited man emerges, yelling in the direction of the Pogues.

“We told you, you aren’t welcome here” you glare. The man escorts them out and Rafe grabs onto your waist. You push his head down onto your left shoulder.

“I- I can’t let him talk to you that way. I’m so fucking sick of these Pogues and their mouths. Always got something to say” he seethes.

“I know Rafe, they’ll try anything to get in your head, you know this. But they don’t matter. No one here likes them, no one here trusts a thing out of their mouths” you console. He lifts his face to yours.

Your words still not wiping his face of the frustration, you try another avenue. The one you’ve been aching for.

You lean in, lips brushing his ear, “Rafe, take me home and fuck me.” His knees seem to almost buckle at your direct words. His hard-lined mouth turns into a smug grin, and you can almost feel the blood rush to his cock.

“Topp, Kelce, I’m taking her home.” Not waiting for a reply, he walks you out the door, picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist before placing you in the sleek black Range Rover Sport. He pauses.

“You okay?” He asks you. “Rafe, baby” you cup his cheeks in your hands. “I’m okay, I promise. How’s your hand?”

He stretches out his fingers “I’m good. Let’s get your fine ass home.” He says dryly, closing the passenger-side door.

He gets in, hungry eyes on you. Gripping the steering wheel tight, he speeds to your family’s mansion.

….

He opens the car door, picking you up again, gravity working in his favor as you’re easily swung over his muscular shoulder. “Parents aren’t home, right?” He asks striding to the front door, with you in tow. “Are they ever?” you retort. He turns you around facing the door as you fumble to unlock the door from such a high angle. “Got it.” You say victoriously.

He kicks the door the rest of the way open, letting you shut it as he walks in. Kicking off his tan loafers, he carries you up the stairs two at a time. Looking at his perfect ass take strides, you lean down and squeeze his ass cheek.

“You think you’re cute huh?” He chuckles, arriving to the stair’s top landing. Returning the favor, a rough slap lands across your ass cheek. “Ayy!” You squeal, shocked at the contact. “Fuck yeah daddy, spank me” you tease, smiling in amusement.

As he throws you on the bed, you watch his smile turn dark at your words. He stands in front of you, hips cocked slightly forward, taking off his polo. You part your legs, providing a tantalizing view of your clothed core. Your index finger finds its way between your teeth, provoking a deep growl from Rafe.

He crawls between your legs, just out of reach of your hands. Holding up his red knuckled hand he says, “you see what I’d do for you princess.” He admires his bruising fingers as you sit up, elbows propping you up. You take your lips and wrap them around the side of his palm, slowly sucking. “You’re such a fucking tease” He says.

Without another word, he shifts forward towards your heat. Swiftly removing his khaki shorts, he’s hovering over you, his bulge catching your eye. His white Calvins giving you a glimpse of his rock-hard cock waiting for you. You lick your lips. “Baby, you’re so hot when you’re mad” you say, as he crawls over you, pressing his cock to your core. The thin barrier of clothing between you, keeping your bodies from touching, drives you wild. His hand snakes up your thigh, pinching the skin between his thumb and four fingers.

“Yeah baby? You like when daddy defends you?” Lust overtaking his tone. “I’m always going to protect you, baby girl” he whispers seductively. His teeth graze your collar bone, up to your ear. You roll your body like a wave under the pleasure. “I need you Rafe, please. I need you inside me” you say desperately. You fumble with the waistband of his briefs, as he peels off your shorts, using his teeth to remove your lace panties. He tosses them to the side with his mouth, prompting a giggle from you. He smiles and hungrily places his mouth to yours. Your tongues dance around each other until a bite lands on your lip, tugging the thick skin down.

A moan resonates from deep within you as you buck your hips, asking for more. “Fuck me like I’m only ever going to be yours” you pant. He slides his full length inside of you, making you gasp at the size. ”Princess” he whispers against your neck, moving up to look you in the eyes, “you’ve always been mine, and always will be.” He smirks devilishly but his breath hitches from the fast pace he’s kept, pumping in and out of you. “You feel so good baby, so tight,” he says, biting your collar bone. “F-fuck me deeper Rafe.” He takes your command, pushing your knees into your chest, flinging your legs over his shoulders. That angle has him in so deep, you don’t know where your pleasure starts and where his ends. Your skin on fire with lust, your body and mind completely submissive to the love between you two.

He reaches his soft hand down to rub hard circles on your bundle of nerves.”Y-you’re gonna make me cum i-if you keep d-doing that Rafe” you gasp, mouth open, as his big cock hits your spot. He reaches for your perfect breasts, giving your nipples a squeeze, electrifying your core.

“You gonna cum on daddy’s cock princess?” his breathing elevated, “you’re mine.” And with those words filling your ears, you scream out in euphoric melody as your high crashes into you. “Shit-I’m cumming Rafe, I’m fucking cumming!” You scream into his ear. With his chest pressed down on yours, he says “that’s it baby, let it out, let everyone know who takes care of you.” His own words pushing him over the edge. “Fuck, Y/n baby I’m cumming with you” he says, still deep stroking your pussy. He lets out a final grunt as his cock twitches inside of you, filling you with his seed.

He collapses next to you, breathing heavily, placing a kiss on your forehead.