#rafesmut

you fluttered your eyes open, pupils falling on your boyfriend who was hovering over you, his naked torso the focus of your attention.

“hi baby,” you giggled, rafe coming down to give you a loving kiss as you melted into his touch.

you felt his fingers trail over your exposed hip, the pad of his thumb circling over your underwear before tugging on it softly.

“can i?” he asked against your lips, pulling away for a second to face you properly, a smile on his face.

‘mhm,’ you hummed, lifting your hips to make it easier for him to slide them down.

he came back down to connect his mouth with yours, tongue swiping over your bottom lip to ask for entry.

you allowed him to enter, before feeling the tip of his cock poke at your entrance, his length soon following as you moaned into his mouth.

“so pretty for me,” he groaned, pulling away to look down at where you swallowed him, squeezing him so well he could’ve sworn he already came.

“my baby’s so good for me, isn’t she?”

‘mhm,’ you whimpered, trying to move your hips to create some type of friction but he held you still, eyes darkening as he cupped your face.

“say it. say you’re my good girl.”

you looked up at him with a pout, going to give him a quick kiss before sinking back into the mattress.

“im your good girl.”

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rafe grunted in your ear before spilling inside you, your body shaking from the third orgasm he seemed to pull from you.

as he pulled out, he rolled on his side and propped himself up on his elbow, deep pants leaving his lips.

“that was fucking great,” he mumbled, leaning over to kiss you sweetly as you smiled into him.

“you know what would be ten times more great?” you asked, fingertips dancing on his arm as he hummed in response.

“letting me take control.”

immediately he shook his head, causing you to frown as you pouted—“please, rafey, you never let me.”

“i just don’t see the point,” he shrugged before getting out of bed, walking towards the bathroom completely naked.

‘damn he has a cute butt.’

about a week past before you brought it up again, rafe taking you from behind as he pounded you into the mattress.

“you like that slut?” he spat, pistoning his hips at just the right angle to reach deep inside you, “being my little fuck toy.”

“fuck!” you moaned, letting your head drop to the pillow as you cried into the fabric.

after you both released, you cuddled into his side, his arm wrapping snuggly around your waist as he kissed the top of your head softy.

“ready to take a bath, baby?” he asked, running circles over your exposed waist as you hummed in response.

“speaking of baths,” you mumbled, trailing off with a small smile etched on your lips, “can i be in control some time?”

“how does that relate to baths?” rafe snorted, detaching himself from you before pecking your lips.

“and the answer is no.”

a few days later you and rafe were watching a movie, keyword were.

you were straddling his lap, hands cupping rafe’s face as his own were placed on your hips, his fingertips digging into the skin every time you’d move against him.

your hands made their way to rafe’s hair, tugging ever so slightly causing him to moan into your mouth.

this caused you to perk up, a smirk on your face as you tugged again.

“i want to take control, rafey,” you mumbled against his lips, your fingernails scratching his scalp softly as he peered up at you.

“y/n-”

“rafey,” you whined, your bottom lip pouting as you pulled away—only keeping a few inches between you two.

he seemed to notice the way you sat still on top of him, hating the way you stopped moving your hips and scratching his head.

“fine,” he grunted, smashing his lips back into yours before mumbling against you, “brat.”

you smirked against him once again before pulling away, a frown on his lips as you pushed him back against the couch sofa.

“you’re going to regret that babe,” you cooed, before taking the waistband of his sweats and pulling them down to his thighs, his cock straining painfully against his boxers.

“fuck,” he groaned as you palmed him softly, maintaining eye contact as you dragged your fingertips along his length—a hiss dropping from his lips.

“just hurry up and suck my cock,” he spat, forgetting who was in charge as you tsked softly.

“you’re my bitch tonight, rafe,” you spat back, pulling away before dragging down your pajama shorts—your underwear following quickly.

you took hold of his cock and took it out of his boxers, the instant relief causing rafe to sigh in pleasure as you squeezed him gently.

before he could process what was happening, you lifted yourself up on his lap before sinking down on his length.

“fuck, baby,” he groaned, hands flying to rest on your hips as you quickly smacked him away.

“no touching,” you cooed, a whimper falling from his lips as you started to move up and down.

you were moving at just the right pace, squeezing his cock the way he liked it as you leaned back and held yourself up with his thighs.

“and no touching.”

“what?” he asked, a groaning leaving his lips as you circled your hips around his length, lifting your hips up to let him slip out before sinking back down.

“like i said,” you mumbled, trying to keep your composure as you fucked yourself on your boyfriend, trying to suppress your own whimpers.

“you’re my bitch tonight.”

he had you bent over the bathroom sink, your own hands gripping onto the counter as he sunk into you from behind.

“fucking you so good you just can’t, can you?”

you only nodded in response, the taste of cotton overtaking your tastebuds as you sucked on the panties that were placed shoved into your mouth.

he kept one hand on your back while the other came around to grip at your neck, pulling you back to rest against his chest as he drilled into you roughly.

he panted lowly in your ear, grunts escaping his lips as he whispered naughty things.

“you like being gagged?” he whispered, causing you to moan in response as you felt him reach a deep inside you.

he took your response as a yes, moving his hips frantically to meet your ass, his eyes mesmerized with the way it rippled with each of his thrusts.

“my little slut, always so good for me.”

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he would make comments about your appearance or jabs about your presence when you were over, sometimes in passing shoving you out the way.

it hurt when he did this, just because over the years you had developed a small crush on him.

and you thought the feeling was mutual, but obviously you were wrong.

letting yourself into tanny hill, you let the door close behind you as you made your way up the stairs, holding a night bag in your hand as you dragged it along.

"just let yourself in why don't ya" a voice spoke from behind you, cutting through the silence scaring the shit out of you.

you turned around only to be met with rafe, your heart dropping as he made his way up the stairs, stopping directly in front of you.

he had grown, a lot, when he started high school. along with hitting the gym almost everyday, the boy was huge.

or maybe it just felt like that when he towered over your figure.

"i will, thanks" you snapped, ignoring the scowl on his face as you continued to sarah's room.

thankfully he didn't follow, or make some rude remark about how you looked.

your next run in with rafe was at the boneyard, a red solo cup in your hand as you laughed alongside the pogues.

he watched from a distance, a disgusted look on his face as you leaned into jj, the blonde's arm wrapping around your waist to pull you in closer.

'that should be me,' rafe thought, taking another swing of his beer before ripping his eyes away from the sight.

although rafe would deny the living hell out of anyone who asked, he did like you.

he always has.

but after seeing you get close to jj over the past couple of years, he couldn't help but feel two things.

disgust and jealousy.

how dare you date a dirty pogue when he was right there, he could treat you so much better than that blonde low life.

he thought this of course, never daring to say any of this out loud, especially to you.

he saw out of the corner of his eye you get up, bending over slightly to whisper something in jj's ear before stumbling off.

rafe's eyes never once left your figure, watching as you stalked away from the crowd to a more secluded area.

what caught his attention was when a touren caught notice of this, nudging one of his friends before standing up and following.

before rafe could think, he was standing up and tossing his beer into the sand, ignoring the calls from topper and kelce to come back.

he watched as the guy approached you, probably dropping some stupid pick up line as your face contorted into disgust.

you were obviously uncomfortable.

the boy suddenly grabbed your wrist, yanking you towards him as you froze, a look of fear prominent on your face.

"there you are," rafe called out to you, the touren's head whipping around as your brows furrowed together.

yes you were drunk, but you weren't that drunk to realize rafe was actually talking to you.

actually talking to you, not just dropping insults and throwing glares your way.

he sounded, friendly?

"i've been looking for you, babe."

babe?

before you could ask what the fuck he was talking about, he carefully placed his arm over your shoulders, looking down at the guy who stood nervously in front of you two.

you were super confused, but decided to stay quiet because although it was rafe, you were relieved he was here to pull you away from the touren.

this random boy didn't know rafe's reputation, but he could tell by the size of him, he wasn't one to be messed with.

"u-um, i'll just- just go," the boy sputtered out before walking away, hands in his pockets as he kicked sand behind him.

"are you okay?" rafe suddenly turned to you, concern etching his features as he held your wrist, trying to find if there was any bruising or marks.

"i'm okay," you mumbled, pulling away but stumbling as you did so, the alcohol suddenly hitting as you swayed in place.

was the world spinning? or is it just you?

but the look of rafe's face, it's probably just you.

"come on, let's get you home," he said, trying to take your hand but you pulled away, looking up at him with a drunken scowl on your face.

"what the fuck, rafe" you whisper yelled, as if someone was listening.

no one was, obviously, but your head was spinning and your body was shaking you couldn't help but feel on edge.

"why're you acting so nice?"

he seemed taken back by this, your sudden outburst causing him to freeze in place.

"that guy was getting touchy with you-"

"no," you cut him off, trying to maintain eye contact but your neck started to feel sore, 'was he always this tall?' you thought.

"you shouldn't care."

you were right, why was he acting so nice all of a sudden, after years of picking on you and belittling you.

"i just- just" was rafe speechless? for once in his life he was speechless.

"go on," you huffed, a sudden breeze causing you to cross your arms over your chest and shiver slightly.

"i've always cared," rafe mumbled, sighing as your body started to shake as he gestured behind him.

"let me take you home, it's the least i can do."

you thought for a second, biting at your bottom lip as you narrowed your eyes at the boy.

"fine," you mumbled, "but only because i'm freezing my ass off."

the drive back was quiet and long, or maybe it only felt like that because none of you dared to talk.

but the heat was blasting and you were finally warm so you didn't care.

pulling into your driveway, you were about to get out but froze when you felt rafe's hand fall on your shoulder.

"y/n," he spoke, voice so quiet it scared you, "i've always liked you."

"what're you talking about-"

"i just acted a fool because i'm jealous," he groaned, like the words he just spoke had a bitter taste on his tongue.

"jealous?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowing as you gave him a funny look, "jealous of what?"

"jj, you two are obviously dating."

your eyes widened before you let out a laugh, followed by another, and then another.

rafe's brows deepened as you giggled to yourself, the boy thinking you were making fun of him.

gosh he felt so stupid.

"i'm not dating him, you idiot."

rafe doesn't know what he felt first, relief or hope.

relief that you weren't dating that low life pogue, or hope that he finally had a chance.

"he's like a brother to me," you added.

"oh," was all rafe could muster out, silence following after.

you both stared at each other in this silence, daring one another to speak first.

it's when rafe sighed that those two words fell from his lips.

"i'm sorry."

a small smile made its way to your lips, never in your life thinking rafe would ever apologize for the way he's been treating you.

"it's fine, rafe" you said, watching as his eyes widened ever so slightly, "but i can't forgive you that easily. if you want a chance with me, you have to prove your sorry."

okay, maybe you came off a little too cocky.

"so you're saying i have a chance?" rafe smiled, your heart doing a little flip as you pretended to think.

"if you play your cards right."

with that, you slide out the car, shutting the door behind you as you then heard the window roll down.

"can i take you out then?" he asked, nervousness in his voice as you shrugged your shoulders.

"we'll see."

he couldn't help but smile at that, watching you walk towards your front door as he started to reverse out.

before fully pulling out of the driveway, he leaned over the console and yelled out to you.

"i'll wait for you."