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Thanks for the tag babe! @rafesthroatbaby

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No pressure tags: @drudyslut

#so accurate in my current season

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Rafe lifts his head from between your legs and kisses you aggressively without wiping your wetness from his mouth. He pulls away and orders you, “Turn over, baby girl. Feet on the floor for me.” You oblige, flipping yourself over eagerly. You push yourself up on your forearms, and Rafe grabs all of your hair in one fist, his other hand at your throat as he drives swiftly into you from behind. You whimper with each snap of his hips, crooning when his tip nudges your cervix.

“Is that what you needed, baby girl?” Rafe taunts. You try nodding your head, but his grip on your hair is too tight for you to move.

“Yes,” you cry out. “Soo good!”

“Yes, who?”

“Yes, Daddy! It’s just what I needed.”

“Mmm can you thank Daddy, baby girl?” Rafe asks as he removes his hand from your throat and snakes it between your legs, rubbing your clit as he continues his smooth thrusts.

You’re momentarily rendered speechless as you quickly climb toward climax, but a swift smack to your right ass cheek brings your attention back.

“Yes! Thank you, Daddy! You’re so good to me,” you cry.

“Gooood girl,” Rafe coos, affectionately stroking your back.

He then releases your hair, your face burying in the comforter, and reaches forward to bring your arms behind your back. He grips just above your elbows and slams into you, beginning a merciless pace. Rafe marvels as your ass cheeks ripple at every impact. The sight of you completely at his mercy has him nearly undone.

“Fuck, baby, you’re taking me so well. Doing so good for Daddy,” Rafe’s words caress your ears. His praise is all you need. You detonate around him, shouting in ecstasy and triggering his own release.

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#liz drabble #rafe cameron

[lizcameron]

Ohhhmyyworrrrrrd 🫣 I think I just came too.

Imagine best friend!JJ being in the middle of jacking off to photos of you when you call him. His cock hard and leaking pre-cum, imagining it was you wrapped around his cock instead of his hand when the phone rings. He shouldn’t pick it up, it would be disgusting, perverted, even; but he does. He can never resist you.

“H-hey!” He chokes out.

“Hey Jay,”

Fuck. Your voice is perfect, he thinks.

“Um, what’s up?“ he stutters as he continues to glide his hand over his cock, tugging at it harsher than before.

“I was just calling to let you know we’ll be down at the boneyard later.“

“Oh, yeah? A party?“ he asks, trying to keep his composure.

“Mhm, and no kooks allowed!“ you laugh, “I was hoping you would wanna come?“

Yes, he wanted to come. On your stomach, in your mouth, inside your pussy.

Hearing you say the word nearly sent him over the edge, a sheen veil of sweat on his forehead. For a moment he was unable to respond, too focused on his orgasm. He just needed you to talk to him some more with that sweet voice of yours.

“Well, JJ? Are you coming?“

That was all he needed.

“Fuck yes!“ he practically moaned into the phone at you as he pumped his cock a few more times, squeezing at the tip, spilling himself into his hand.

“Sheesh, Jay,“ you laugh at his enthusiasm, oblivious to the situation. God, you were so innocent

“Well, I’m glad to know you’re excited, I am too! I’ll see you there, then! Bye!“

JJ let’s out a deep breath, “Yeah! See you there, bye!“

He was so fucked.

#so hot 🔥🔥🔥 #your brain is beautiful #masterpiece

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😂😂

She so me😂

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Looking down when Rafe pulls out and starts smacking your pretty pussy with the tip. You feel little droplets splash on your face and assume he must unexpectedly be cumming already. The confusion must be showing on your face because Rafe purrs, “Nah baby girl, that’s just how wet you are for Daddy.”

#liz drabble #demon thoughts #totally not inspired by events irl 🫣

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Do u ever read a friend’s fic and it’s like holy shit how do you consider me qualified to talk to you?

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😭😭😭 you’re killing me! I knew this was gonna hurt from the first paragraph but I couldn’t help it! Gimme more pain 😫😫😫

Pretty Blue Eyes — R.C

— summary: you see rafe at a party after he’d dumped you, and it hurts more than you thought it would.

— CW: 18+ only! angst, strong language, alcohol consumption, drunk!reader, hurt/no comfort.

— a/n: i’m so sorry. i love angst and when i’m sad, i have to make y’all sad too. this angst prompts list gave me ideas and i used dialogues 3, 14 and 20<3 likes, comments and reblogs are very appreciated <3

I never knew losing him would hurt so much. Losing the one person I’d spent the last six months of my life with.

Six months might not seem like much to some, I understand people have gone through greater losses. But I’d fallen in love with him. Fallen in love with all the meaningless words he’d said. Fallen in love with his scent, his touch, his pretty blue eyes.

But he never loved me. I was just a game. Something to use to pass the time. I boosted his ego, made him feel special. And all the while, he was using me. Playing me. Making me fall in love with him, just so he could break my heart. It was random, and very unexpected. Four words was all it took to shatter my heart into a million little pieces — “I never loved you.” is what he’d said.

To make matters worse? He’d told me this right after we’d had sex. I gave myself to him. My whole self. And he took. He took and took, but never gave. He took until there was nothing left for me to give. He owned my soul, my heart, my body. He owned me, but I never owned him.

That was three days ago. Three days of crying myself to sleep, three days of not eating and drinking myself to death. Three days since I’d seen his face. I’ve tried to avoid him, but I knew I’d see him again. We live on a small fucking island for Christs sake. And he’s everywhere. He’s very well known. There’s no escaping him. And tonight proves that. He’s here. His pretty blue eyes watching me from across the room. I wish I could show him I don’t care, that he didn’t rip my fucking heart out and stomp on it…

But I can’t. I still love him.

“Are you okay?”

My best friend, Ashlyn’s, voice pulls me from the darkness I’ve allowed myself to crawl into. I slowly turn to face her, light brown eyes filled with concern intensely stare back at me.

I put on my best fake smile. “Yeah. Fine, why?”

Lie. I’m not okay, and I don’t know if I ever will be. But I can’t admit that.

She frowns. “You’re not okay though, I can see it in your eyes. Do you wanna leave? We can lea-”

I quickly cut her off. “No, no. It’s fine. Let’s just go get another drink. I’m gonna need them if I’m going to last here all night.”

Her frown deepens, but she nods her head. I internally thank the Heavens that she dropped the subject. I don’t want to talk about Rafe and how he’d absolutely obliterated my heart.

She grabs my hand, lacing her fingers with mine before pulling me off to the kitchen, and out of the eyesight of the beautiful, blue eyed man I once had all to myself.

“I’m thinking shots of fireball. Shit will get you drunk so fast.”

I laugh. “The alcohol version of red hot gum, I’m down.”

Laughing at my lame attempt at a joke, she grips the neck of the bottle, grabbing two shot glasses next and filling them both to the rim. I quickly grab mine, tossing it back and swallowing the harsh amber liquid. A shiver wracks my body as the burning liquid makes its way down my throat.

I cough, placing my hand over my stomach. “Fuck, I forget how much that shit burns.”

Ashlyn chuckles. “Yeah. But that’s what makes it great. The burn of this can help erase the burn you feel from Rafe being a royal douche.”

I can’t help but laugh at that. She’s right. I prefer the burn of the liquor over the burn of Rafe and his heartbreaking words.

She quickly fills the shot glasses again, handing me mine and watching as I down the amber liquid once more.

I slam the shot glass back on the counter. “Another, please.”

She smiles widely. “Atta girl. You’ll forget about the smug bastard by the end of the night at this rate.”

***

Ashlyn was right. I was…. twenty shots in?? I don’t fucking know, I was drunk. And I wasn’t thinking about the pretty blue eyed man.

I’m about to take another shot when a voice I didn’t want to hear anytime soon has me dropping the glass on the floor, clear liquid spilling at my feet as the glass shatters — representing my heart because of him.

“Y/N… I think you should cut yourself off and go home.. I’ll take you.”

I snap my head in his direction, those damn pretty blue eyes staring down at me. Looking at me like I actually meant something to him. Lies. He doesn’t give a fuck. He just doesn’t want me embarrassing him tonight. Fuck him.

With shaky hands, I grab another glass from the counter, my eyes never leaving his. I reach out and find the tall, glass bottle of Tito’s, pouring myself another shot and then downing it with my eyes on his.

“Fuck you, Rafe.”

He sighs, setting his beer bottle on the counter and placing his hands on my shoulders. His blue eyes search my face.

“Y/N. Please, go home. You’re drunk, and you’re hurting.”

I roll my eyes and scoff. Fuck him for trying to pretend he cares. He doesn’t give a shit about me. And I’m done caring about him.

“Stop acting like you give a fuck about me, Rafe. You dumped me. So it’s done. I just want to get drunk, and fucking forget I ever loved you.”

He glances behind me, his eyes taking in everyone that’s watching us. “Hey, can we please go talk outside?”

I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, but he grabs my hand, pulling me outside. I’m so drunk I can’t fight him off. He pulls me all the way down the stairs of the front porch and down the long driveway until we reach his truck.

He opens the passenger door, tossing me inside and slamming it shut behind him. My heavy eyes watch him round the front of the truck before he hops inside the driver seat. He pulls the keys out of his pocket, sticking them into the ignition and bringing the truck to life.

I cross my arms over my chest with a huff. “Where the fuck are you taking me, Rafe?”

He glances at me from the corner of his eye before placing them back on the road. “Home.” comes his clipped answer.

I lean my head against the window. Why does he do this? He left me. Why does he care if I’m drunk at a party or not? Why can’t he just leave me alone and let me heal?

The smell of leather and his cologne fills my nose. I feel the tears begin burning the backs of my eyes, and I swallow the lump that’s formed in my throat. I lift my head, turning my head to the side to look at him. He still looks so good, and it hurts. He has one hand firmly gripping the steering wheel and the other lays lazily in his lap.

He has on a tight baby blue polo, and khakis with a backwards hat on. I want him to kiss me, and tell me everything will be okay. Tell me that he made a mistake and he does love me. But I know that won’t happen. He meant what he said, and there’s no getting him back, no matter how badly I want him back.

A few minutes later, he’s pulling into the driveway of my parents house. He puts the truck in park and hops out, rounding the truck to my side and opening the door for me.

He reaches his hand out, and I take it. My heart pulls in my chest at the feel of his touch again. I miss him.

He helps me out of the truck, and walks me to the front door. I turn and face him, wanting to get some things off my chest before he goes.

“Why’d you do it?” I ask softly, tears stinging at my eyes and threatening to spill.

He sighs, and the look in his eyes hold slight regret. “I can’t answer that… I just, I didn’t want to be with you anymore. And I’m sorry I hurt you in the process, but I couldn’t pretend to love you when I didn’t.”

The first tear falls, and I blink rapidly, swiping at my cheeks with the back of my hand. “I still don’t understand what I did wrong..”

He places a hand on my shoulder, and I can’t stop the sob that is pulled from me.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Y/N… I promise. I know this is so cliché, but it’s not you, it’s me. I just couldn’t commit.”

The tears are now flowing uncontrollably down my face and my body is shaking. I’m in pain. And he’s making it worse.

“I love you, Rafe. I don’t want to lose you.”

“I’m sorry.. I just can’t. You need to stop loving me.”

I choke out a sob. “I don’t want to love you anymore. But I do.”

He sighs, letting his head fall and his eyes look to the ground.

This is the worst pain I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. I’m not getting him back. I’ll never have Rafe Cameron in my life again. And that thought alone has me spiraling into a depression I don’t know if I’ll be able to come back from.

“Say something, Rafe.” I choke out.

His head lifts, and his eyes find mine again. He’s went from looking regretful, to angry in just seconds.

“What do you want me to say? I left you. And now you’re showing up to my friend’s house, getting fucking wasted and causing a scene. What the fuck do you want from me? I can’t fucking force myself to love you! I just fucking can’t! I’m sorry, but that’s the fucking truth. I never fucking loved you, Y/N. Let it the fuck go.”

Another harsh sob wracks my body as I come to terms with the fact that he truly never loved me. He never cared about me. He used me, and I let him. I grab my house key out of my small purse and stick it into the lock. I push open the front door, turning to face him before I walk inside, I say, “I could have lived without knowing you never meant anything you told me. You fucking broke me, Rafe. You ruined me. A once bright and happy fucking woman, and you’ve shattered me. I fucking hate you, and I hope you’re happy. Please, just leave me the fuck alone.”

He opens his mouth to speak, but I slam the door in his face, quickly locking it and sliding my back down the door until my ass hits the floor. I bring my knees up to my chest, curling in on myself. I let out a loud scream, knowing my parents aren’t home tonight. Sobs wrack my entire body and I feel the physical pain in my chest from where he once lived. He fucking broke me, and I will never forgive him for that.

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#sad girl Sunday #soul sisters grieve together

[lizcameron]

ISO Rafe or JJ hurt/comfort in which one of the boys breaks up with reader (amicably) but he's reader's safe space and Rafe/JJ has to comfort reader as her heart shatters.

Please lmk if you've read and saved a good one or know a writer who writes some really good hurt/comfort 🙏🏻

#jj maybank #rafe cameron #hurt/comfort #obx fanfiction

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Kay, you dirty slut! Thank you for this 🥵

OBX Porn Links

✯ these are not fics, these contain twitter porn links!

✯ 18+ ONLY

✯ inspired by my beautiful baby @rafesmuse <33

— Rafe Cameron

; Squirting w/ Rafe

; Rafe shoves your panties in your mouth while fucking you

; Rafe pounds your pussy

; Rafe eats you while fucking your face

; Creampie w/ Rafe

— JJ Maybank

; Best friend!JJ bends you over a chair

; Getting messy w/ JJ

; Enemy!JJ fucks your ass

; Riding best friend!JJ

; Creampie w/ JJ

— John B.

; John B finishes in your mouth

; Giving JB head

; face down, ass up for JB

; Intimate pussy eating by JB

; John B cums on your chest after you give him head

— Topper Thornton

; On top w/ Topper

; Creampie w/ Topper

; Reverse Cowgirl w/ Top

; Riding Topper’s face

; Topper fucks you from behind

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My girl Tate comin’ in with the feels today!

#Spotify

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impatiently waiting for Autumn 🍂

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rafe cameron porn links ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

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jerking off ghostface!rafe

late night fucking with rafe while his family is sleeping

neighbour!rafe coming over to fuck

rafe eating you out

rafe fucking you against his truck

passionately making out with rafe

jerking off sub!rafe while he’s tied up

riding rafe’s face

ghostface!rafe taping your mouth and fucking you hard

morning sex with roommate!rafe

69 with best friend!rafe

gamer!rafe fucking you against his desk

riding rafe in his truck

dom!rafe spanking you

[lizcameron]

Listen… I’m a born-and-raised Texan, but I’ve never been into cowboys. Cowboy Rudy though…. I’ll take one please.

[lizcameron]

jj is the type of boyfriend to fist bump you and call you 'homie'. he's the type to tease you relentlessly but also protect you as if you're so fragile a mere bump in the wrong direction will break you. he likes to tease you and say "i don't know, can you?" jokingly when you ask for something, or exaggerate his answers when you say something obvious. he's the type to shamelessly grab your bum in front of everyone but also get mad when someone slightly inconveniences you. he loves to cuddle you from behind and pepper you in kisses, but will also ruffle your hair and lick your face. he's your boyfriend, but he's also your best friend ᰔ

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Need a chiropractor to destroy me rn, and not in a sexual way. 😭😭😭

#stress pain ✌🏼

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