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aemvnd · 3 days

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𝓇.cameron. ┆ 4:24pm.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ finally introducing to y'all shy, bambi!reader (she's so me!) i hope y'all love her as much as i do. !!! 🧸♡ྀི

bambi!reader is a shy, precious, skittish little thing, with you always burying your nose in some romance novel, loves going antique shopping, obsessed with gold and pearl jewelry, loves the color pastel pink (like most of your outfits), besides the occasional virginal white that your now boyfriend, rafe cameron, likes to see you wear for him, always all dolled up and so, so fucking pretty, rafe thought that first night of meeting you.

you're a painfully shy girl, which rafe finds charming, cute, and addicting like sugary sweetness, making rafe absolutely hooked and possessed, especially when he first introduced himself to you, all charming, confident, and with that typical, rafe cameron smirk.

strangely, even though rafe was a little tipsy, barely even drunk, he couldn't help but walk up to you that night at the party he was hosting, never quite seeing you around before, and try to start up a conversation with you, needing to be close to you—it was like an instant pull towards you, like he needed to be close to you.

it almost felt like his heartstrings were aching, tugging him towards you, like you hypnotized him from across his large balcony at tannyhill—you stood alone, taking tiny sips of the fruity, alcoholic seltzer you've been drinking since you arrived barely an hour ago.

once rafe got you talking, all sweet and shy, and yes, it took some time, your answers were slightly short, timid and nervous, like you were scared of embarrassing yourself in front of him, which rafe thought was incredibly adorable, his obsession with you only growing more and more.

rafe continued making light conversation with you throughout the evening, with you giving him pretty, little demure smiles, and all rafe could think about was fucking you in the most nasty, downright animalistic of ways—however, he knew he would have to have patience, to be gentle, not wanting to frighten you in any way, shape, or form, but maybe you'll let him taste your sweet, little virginal pussy.

you'd make the most perfect little housewife, he was certain of it. rafe already knew you would be his—his dream girl, the girl that he would someday put a giant, sparkling diamond ring on your pretty, dainty little ring finger, seemingly always freshly manicured with french tips, he'd noticed.

rafe couldn't help but also begin to imagine you all full and plump with a kid of his inside of your womb, plenty of little cameron babies to come, he knows it, deep in his bones, that you're the girl for him.

meanwhile, as the conversation between you both continued, with rafe mostly doing most of the talking, he would start asking more personal questions, perhaps too personal, but rafe wasn't ever one to give a fuck—except now, but even still, he had this need to know every little thing about your sweet, beautiful self.

"soo..." rafe chuckled lightly, a lazy smirk on his lips, taking small sips of his beer occasionally, while cocking his head slightly to catch your pretty, doe-like eyes, decorated with long, fluffy mink lashes—so damn pretty, rafe thought to himself in that moment, and every single moment after that while spending time in your company.

"do you, uh... h-have a boyfriend?" he questioned casually, though he could already feel his blood boiling at the mere thought of some other man's hands on you, watching as you immediately became shy and bashful, and it made the oldest cameron sibling want to kiss you, to claim you, to mark you as his and his forever—luckily, he was able to refrain himself and control his temper, and his desire for you, surprisingly.

and then, once you shyly shook your head no, all pretty and doll-like and submissive, rafe was already thinking of multiple ways about making you his, his, his—permanently.

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cameronspecial · 2 months

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Drew Starkey getting jealous of the chemistry between Jacob Elordi and actress!reader who's his girlfriend, since she plays a role in a movie... Can u please 😭😭

Something Better

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.5K

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Ever since watching Drew in The Other Zoey, Y/N has wanted to be in a rom-com. He just made it look like so much fun and she loved the idea of bringing a romance to life. So when she got the opportunity to play the romantic lead in a movie, she jumped at the chance to play the love-scorned woman, who is about to find love again thanks to her male co-star. “I have no idea what you are talking about, Owen,” Y/N recites, shrugging as she continues to pretend to file the documents. Jacob leans against the filing cabinet, “Come on, Abby. You know what I’m talking about.” His hand twirls in her hair as his breath begins to hit her ear. Y/N’s own breath begins to rise and fall at the sensation. Anyone watching the scene unfold can’t deny the chemistry they see between the two actors. Y/N elbows the boy away from her, “Not a clue.” She storms off-screen toward her mark off-set. “Cut,” the director calls from her chair, causing Y/N to pause in her tracks. “That’s a wrap on this scene. Take a break until we set up the next scene.” At the news, Y/N goes looking for her guest of the day. She easily spots his tall stature, running into his arms immediately. “What did you think, Bub?” she seeks his approval with her arms around his neck.

Drew’s arms slot into the dip of her lower back, “You were amazing, Beautiful. Such a great actress.” Jacob comes up behind the couple and places a friendly hand on her shoulder. “You did great during this scene, Y/N/N. As always,” Jacob praises with a smile. Drew pulls Y/N out of Jacob’s touch and closer to him. His eyes narrow to slivers at the other man and his back straightens to close the height difference a little more. Y/N’s gaze darts between the two men. She holds back a little giggle, “Thanks, Jacob. I think Drew is hungry so we are going to go get something to eat.” Jacob nods at the pair and allows them to excuse themselves from the conversation.

Her head tilts to look at her boyfriend as they head toward Craft. “You were jealous,” she teases, poking at his cheek. Drew scoffs and stares straight ahead, “No I wasn’t. Just because you have chemistry with him doesn’t mean that I’m jealous of him.” “You think I have chemistry with Jacob?” she questions with a frown. Drew’s shoulder rises, “Maybe.” She stops walking and plants herself in front of him. Her warm hand is placed on his cheek to soothe him. “The only reason why it seems like I have chemistry with Jacob is because I was doing my job. I was pretending to,” she explains. “I don’t need to have chemistry with you because I didn’t need to feel a spark when I first met you to fall for you. My heart already knew I belonged to you long before I met you.” He isn’t sure if her words made entirely sense, but it makes sense to them and that is all that matters. It helps placate the green-eyed monster threatening to show its ugly head. “If that’s true, then who needs chemistry. I have something much better.”

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andy-15-07 · 30 days

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Family Reunion Surprise

masterlist ! pairing Drew Starkey x reader

Summary :Drew and Y/n tell their families the big news

Outer Banks Masterlist

The Montunes, with its picturesque scenery and serene atmosphere, was the perfect setting for a family reunion. Drew Starkey and Y/n had been planning this for months, eager to bring their families together for a memorable vacation. As they stood hand in hand at the entrance, excitement and nervousness coursed through them.

"Drew, are you sure this is a good idea?" Y/n whispered, her fingers intertwined with his.

Drew squeezed her hand reassuringly, his eyes alight with determination. "Absolutely," he replied with a confident smile. "It's time for our families to come together and celebrate."

With a deep breath, they entered the main lodge, greeted by the familiar faces of their loved ones. Laughter and chatter filled the air as hugs were exchanged and old memories reminisced.

"Drew! Y/n!" came a chorus of voices as their families spotted them. They were engulfed in a sea of hugs and greetings, the warmth of their families' love washing over them.

After settling in, Drew and Y/n gathered everyone in the spacious living room, their hearts pounding with anticipation. This was it—the moment they had been waiting for.

"Hey, everyone," Drew began, his voice steady despite the nerves swirling inside him. "We have something important to share with all of you."

All eyes turned to them, curiosity sparking in their gazes.

Y/n took a deep breath, her eyes shining with emotion. "Drew and I..." she started, her voice trembling slightly. "We're engaged."

Gasps of surprise echoed through the room as Drew slipped an elegant ring onto Y/n's finger, the diamond sparkling in the soft light.

"That's not all," Drew added, his grin widening. "We're also expecting a baby."

The room erupted into cheers and applause as their families enveloped them in hugs and congratulations. Tears of joy streamed down Y/n's cheeks as she felt the overwhelming love and support surrounding them.

"Drew, Y/n, that's amazing!" Y/n's mother exclaimed, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'm going to be a grandmother!"

Drew's father clapped him on the back, a proud smile on his face. "Congratulations, son. I couldn't be happier for you both."

Amidst the excitement, Drew and Y/n shared a tender glance, their love for each other shining brighter than ever. This was the moment they had dreamed of—the moment their families came together to celebrate their love and the new life they were bringing into the world.

As the night wore on, they gathered around a crackling bonfire, sharing stories and laughter beneath the starry sky. The air was filled with the sweet scent of marshmallows roasting and the sound of heartfelt conversations.

"I can't believe this is happening," Y/n whispered to Drew, leaning her head against his shoulder as they sat by the fire.

Drew wrapped his arm around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Believe it," he murmured, his voice filled with love. "This is our family now, Y/n. And nothing could make me happier."

As they watched the flames dance and the stars twinkle overhead, Drew and Y/n knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together. With their families by their side, they were ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that their love would carry them through it all.

And as they drifted off to sleep that night, the sound of laughter and love echoing in their ears, Drew and Y/n knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be—at the Montunes, surrounded by the people they cherished most in the world.

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winterrrnight · 12 days

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drew being in love with the makeup artist on set <3 a drew starkey x gn!reader blurb <3 lower case is intentional! <3

“and cut!”

the deep voice of the director booms through the small set where the shooting is taking place, causing the light chatter of the behind-the-scenes crew to fill the room. drew lets out a deep sigh as he slumps on the sofa on the set, leaning against its back as he shuts his eyes close momentarily.

“giving you five to rest and touch up okay?” the assistant director tells him. “it’s best to get this scene done today,”

“yeah yeah…” drew mutters as the assistant director walks off, leaving drew alone. you go up to him with the small makeup kit in your hand, and as drew hears footsteps approaching him along with the scent of the perfume he’s irrevocably in love with, his eyes open as he lifts his head from the couch, a smile spreading across his face when he sees you.

“come sit,” he tells you, patting the empty seat next to him on the sofa. you gladly oblige as you sit down next to him, opening the makeup kit to get the face powder. he lays his head back on the couch, lazy eyes looking at you as you start to apply the powder on his face.

“you look tired,” you say softly, gently patting the powder on his face. “tough scene?”

“real tough,” he mutters, sighing. “I just can’t seem to get it,”

“it’s okay,” you smile, keeping the powder back as you get the blush, just to slightly tint his cheeks. “just breathe, close your eyes for a moment, and let yourself immerse into the character. you know the character better than anyone here, you can do this yeah?”

he can feel his worries slip away immediately with your gentle voice, as he slowly nods, letting his eyes flutter close. you run a brush over his cheeks gently, the bristles stroking his face and fueling him with a sense of tranquility.

“you’ve been doing so well though…” you whisper softly. you both feel like you’re immersed in your own bubble, the chitter-chatter of the crew being a blur to you both.

“I have?” He asks softly, a gentle smile pulling his lips.

you keep the blush aside and get to apply a subtle lip tint on his lips with a thin brush, your eyebrows slightly furrowed as you trace the outline of his lips with the bristles of the brush.

“of course,” you murmur. “you have me in awe with your talent each day, drew. I really do think you’re one of the best out there,”

his small smile converts to a beautiful grin which shows off his teeth, causing you to smile big too. “you sweet sweet human being…” he murmurs, his eyes still closed and his lips not moving too much as he lets you apply the lip tint. you can’t help but let out a soft laugh at his words, shaking your head.

as you finish applying the lip tint, he opens his eyes to meet with yours. no words are exchanged, just smiles as he watches you pack up everything in your makeup kit.

“alright alright everyone get back to your places!”

the same, deep sound of the director booms through the set again and you both snap out of your daze, as you scramble to get up from the couch and leave. but before you can do that, you feel drew’s fingers wrap around your wrist and gently tugging you close to him, causing you to stop and look at him with a quizzical look on your face.

“meet me outside the set after this take okay?” he says softly in your ear. “I’ll nail it in this last take,”

you softly smile, nodding.

“go get ’em starkey,” you smile, leaving the set as drew lets go of your wrist, watching you walk away with a contented smile on his face.

god he is so whipped for you.

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obx-pogue4life · 2 years

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Good Morning, Lover

Summary: You and your boyfriend Drew wake up together and things immediately go from sweet to sexy after a little bit of teasing and you telling him exactly what you want.

Warnings: Swearing, dirty talking, slight breeding kink, dry humping, nipple play, slight roughness and just general smutty ideas and actions

It was a beautiful morning. You could see the sun starting to peek through the curtains and the birds were happily chirping outside. You could feel your boyfriend Drew’s strong arms hugging around your body from behind you as you contently snuggled into your pillow and pressed back towards him, perching your bottom right up against his bent knees. You could hear him softly snoring still and remembered back to a time when that used to bother you but now you find it the most comforting sound in the world. Smiling to yourself, you reach for his one hand that is draped across your hip and lace your fingers through his, bringing them up to your chest and cuddle into his arms even further. You feel so safe in his arms. So protected. You know that he would never let anything happen to you and that feeling was one you’d never had before you met him. He was your safe place.

You let out a happy and breathy sigh and innocently cuddled back into his body, moving your hips against him, causing him to stir a little. As you hugged his arm to your chest even tighter you felt him do the same back to you. With a knowing smile on his face, your boyfriend fluttered open his eyes and leaned close to your ear. “Good Morning, Lover,” he whispers throatily, in his raspy morning voice. You love how sexy he sounded in the morning, his voice made you instantly wet and caused you to blush at his sweet and sexy words. “Mmmm Lover,” you cooed back to him smiling. You could feel him starting to pull away from your grasp on his hand, so you let go and mentally prepared yourself for the inevitable task you were dreading, to actually getting out of bed this morning.

Just as you were about to pull the covers back, you feel Drew’s large hands begin to rub up and over your shoulder. He starts kissing your neck and you hum out in appreciation. “You are so beautiful, baby” he says in between kisses. He moves his lips to kiss behind your neck and then starts working his way down and peppers sweet kisses all along the center of your back until he reaches the base of your spine. Your body is on fire at the sensual feelings he is giving you and you can feel the wetness starting to pool between your legs. You’re both still laying on your sides as he grips your waist and roughly meets your back side to his rock hard cock.

“This is what you do to me, baby” he practically growls at you. “Can you feel how hard you make me?” he asks as he starts to dry hump his giant bulge against your ass. You mimic his motions back to him, grinding against his straining cock. “Mmmhmm,” was all you could manage to get out of your mouth. The sensation felt so good you were beginning to get lost in the rhythm when you felt his hand start make its way towards your chest. The way his fingertips were slowly grazing over your sensitive skin was sending shivers all throughout your body.

Once his hand reaches your breasts you could feel him try to grasp as much of them both with one hand as he could. He had such a want to touch you and feel as much of you as he could that he pawed away at you like a love starved teenager, but you didn’t care. Knowing that he wanted you so badly and the sensations he was creating for you felt so good that you never wanted him to stop. You could feel him ease up on the hurried squeezing and kneading of your breasts and slowly start to focus on your ever hardening nipples. He thumbed over one and then the other, making small circles over them, bringing them to their fullest peaks. The feeling of your bodies still grinding into each other and the pressure he was beginning to apply to your most sensitive buds was making you throw your head against his chest and moan out in pure pleasure. “That feels so good,” you breathily say, feeling your breathing start to pick up. He smirks and starts to lightly bite down your shoulder leaving a series of small red patches down your arm, on your skin. Once he reaches your elbow, he stops and licks a deliciously slow and tantalizing stripe back up and over the inflamed skin causing you to let out an animalistic groan and push your head and body even further back into his. You were squirming now and he has you right where he wants you. He takes the opportunity of you in your blissed out state to kiss your neck again, biting and suck on it, leaving his mark for all to see. “There’s gonna be no hiding that one, baby,” he says with a lusty tone as he bites and sucks another mark right next to the one he just made. “You’re mine and I want everyone to fucking know it.”

You murmer a pleasurably muffled “fuck Drew, fuck,” and feel that spark start burning inside of you. He kisses your neck one last time, licking and nipping at your bruising skin, and then gently turns you off of your side and onto your back. Your hands immediately stretch out above your head and he straddles you, interlocking both of your hands in his and presses his body firmly against you, leaning down you kiss your needy lips. He starts off gently and loving, grazing the pillowy skin in delicate and teasing movements. You squirm underneath him and you can feel him smile into the kiss. “Feels good, doesn’t it sugar,” you hear him say as he goes back in, deepening the kiss. His tongue overtakes yours as you let him take control and have his way with you. The way he kisses you is making you feel lightheaded and dizzy in the best way possible and completely enveloped in his love, his kiss saying what no words ever could. Your entire body is on fire and you don’t ever want him to stop making you feel the way he is making you feel at this moment.

Without breaking your passionate kiss, he slowly lets go of your hands and starts to trail them down your body. One hands stops to pinch and tease your nipple and the other glides over you stomach and makes it’s way towards your panties. The harder he pinches your nipple, the more you squirm. And the more you squirm, the wetter you become. Loving the way you are breathing heavily and writhing beneath him, he starts to cup your core over your panties, teasing you. He runs his long fingers over your clothed slit and can feel your wetness seeping through the lacy fabric. “Is this all for me, sweetheart?” he asks finally breaking the kiss and rolling onto his side next to you. Your face goes a slight shade of red as you nod yes. “Use your words baby, tell me how much you want me and what you want me to do to that dripping little pussy of yours.” he coaxes you.

You’re eyes go wide at his naughty question for you and while you are trying to find your voice, he slides your panties to the side and gently strokes your opening with one finger, just enough to make your breath hitch, and then stops. He pulls out his finger gleaming with your slick and licks a bit of it off. “You taste so sweet baby, wanna try some?” he asks you. You nod your head and he raises an eyebrow at you, silently telling you to use your words. “Yes, please,” you almost moan while he takes his finger and rests it on your bottom lip. You use both of your hands to grab his wrist and seductively lick his hand from the palm, right up the length of his finger. You take his whole finger into your mouth and swirl it around your tongue a little, licking every last bit of your slick off of it. You gently suck on it and look at him, innocently batting your eyes a little and he stares at you with such an amused and aroused face, you can’t help but smile. You pull his finger out of your mouth with a loud POP! and ever so gently put just the tip back in, close your eyes and lightly swirl it around your tongue before taking it all the way back into your mouth again. You give it one last swirl of your tongue and pull it out again, this time trailing his wet finger down your body. Starting at your bottom lip you begin to move it and you drag his finger down your neck, in between your breasts, over your stomach and let him stop at your aching center.

“I told baby, use your words. Tell me how much you want me and what you want me to do to that dripping pussy of yours.” he repeats again.

“Please,” you breathily plead.

“Please, what,” he smiles encouragingly. He knows you have a hard time vocalizing what you want in bed but it turns him on so much when you say what you’re craving from him that he can’t help but push you a little. Your shyness when it comes to those kinds of words drives him absolutely wild.

Looking him right in the eyes you can already feel your cheeks start to redden but you push thru noticing the love struck look on your boyfriends face. “I want you to fuck me , Drew,” you say quietly. He nods his head encouraging you to keep going as you feel your cheeks deepen to another stage of red. “I want to feel your massive cock inside me, so deep that I can’t think of anything else but how good you’re making me feel and how badly I want to cum. I want you to fuck me so hard that it leaves tears of pleasure streaming down my face and my whole body aching. I want you to be rough with me and I want you to stuff me with your cum and claim me as yours forever.”

The look on his face turned from love struck to complete and utter desire. He was practically drooling over your words. “You are so fucking sexy, baby,” he lowly says. “That is the hottest thing you’ve ever said.”

You turn yet another shade of red and he goes in to kiss you hard on the lips. You completely melt into his touch and as he pulls away, you expect him to immediately start ravishing you but he just looks into your eyes a minute, instead.

“How did I ever manage to get a girl like you?” he asks, grinning and still staring into your eyes. “Just lucky, I guess” you say with a playful giggle and wink at him. “The luckiest” he replies, giving you a kiss on the forehead and pulling you into a loving embrace. “I love you, Y/N” he whispers quietly. “I love you, Drew” you whisper back.

He kisses you on the forehead one last time and then gives you a devilish smirk and roughly flips you onto your back and smacks your ass cheek. “Ok, baby,” he drawls out. “Just remember, you asked for this,” he says and immediately smacks your other ass cheek. He leans down and presses his full weight onto your naked body and his skin on yours feels incredible. He licks that special spot right behind your ear and it sends shivers of ecstasy down your side. You can feel him smirk against your skin as he starts to bite and suck on your earlobe, knowing that, that is your other special spot and fully takes advantage of teasing you without you being able to move and being at his mercy. After he gets you moaning and bothered he pulls away only to whisper sexily in your ear “We are fucking all day, baby... hope you don’t have any plans. You’re not going to be able to get out of this bed by the time I’m done with you. Get ready for the best fuck that cunt of yours has ever had.

You gasp at his filthy words and he lets out a low chuckle as you feel yourself getting more and more aroused with every second that passes. You know that he is about to wreck you in the best possible way. This was going to be a wild day.

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icedoutmay · 3 months

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should I start publishing one shots? idk

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yoongis-black-grilfriend · 11 days

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Mothers Night Out

Warnings: SMUT, oral, lactation, toxic! rafe, car sex, penetrative sex, and breeding.

Ring Ring Ring

The sound comes blaring as you're face down in your pillow, head pounding a mile a minute. The ringtone continues to jingle you answer and put the phone to your ear.

“Hell-” You try to answer before the voice on the other line starts, “Why the hell am I over here watching our children while you're running around as if you don’t have any responsibilities in life?” The voice quickly cut in as you rolled your eyes.

“Rafe, it was one night out, what are you on about-” You were cut off again, the man on the other line not wanting to hear that. “NO, you told me that you were going to hang out with friends; NOT those fucking pogues and you know that”.

“Those pogues are my friends.” You start to say before he cuts you off, in his frustration.

“I don’t care. Get ready” he snapped. Before you could say anything else, the dial tone reached your ears as you sat up in the bed you were lying in, which happened to be John B's.

Ever since you became a mother you were dedicated to taking care of your children trying to be the best mother you could be for your little girls. You sacrificed everything for them, including your well-being. Your friends thought it would be a good idea to hang out last night since you have yet to have the time to genuinely hang out just as a group. Last night was fun. You all piled in John B’s living room playing drinking games and catching up on everything social that you might have missed.

“How are you doing in here sleepy head?” JJ leaned up against the door with a smile. “My head is killing me” You respond, messaging your head. “Well sorry to break it to you but your baby daddy is outside, so your hell awaits you”

“Ha ha, you are so funny.”

Gathering your things you throw a pillow at his head which he dodges with a smirk. “Kiss the girls for me!” He yells behind you as you make your way towards John B's door. “Will do!”

Wanting to say goodbye to everyone else you were met with disappointment as they were all still asleep. Walking out the door you are met with the father of your children leaning against a black truck with your door already opened.

Climbing into the truck, you close the door with Rafe following behind you. Looking behind you, you expect to see your baby girls in the back but you just met with their car seats. Looking to Rafe you ask. “Where are Whisper and Clover?” Looking at you he shakes his head.

“They're with Rose since you want to act like they don't exist.” “Rafe please don’t do this for the past six months I have been held up in the house” you breathe in, tears threatening to fall. “Taking care of our girls day in and day out so please don't act like me hanging out with my friends for one night makes me a terrible mother”

Regret flickers across his face as he reaches across the armrest and he takes your face in his hands, expression softening. “I didn't know you felt this lovely, I’m sorry I treated you that way. I was just upset because I thought you didn't want to spend any time with me.”

Moving his hands under your skirt to your thighs you gasp as his fingers barely graze your skin. His touch sends shivers down your spine and Rafe notices this with a smirk on his face. “Have I been neglecting you, baby?” He teases.

Pulling your legs apart, his tongue runs along your inner thighs while your breath starts to get shallow, sending a jolt of electricity through you. “Please Rafe” You gasp as he continues sticking his tongue out it quickly dips into your folds, your head hitting the car window. His tongue moves at a regular pace while you feel your skin getting inflamed with the pleasure that you are receiving from your core.

Moving his head from side to side he groans as he pulls your hips impossibly closer to his face. “C'mon baby give it all to me.” “Ohhh fuck.” you groan, your body trembling with desire, as he pulls his head closer in between your legs your stomach starts to form a knot.

“Please- please don't stop” you begged, Rafe moaning into your pussy as you started to shake with your heels digging into his back. “I’m cumming, fuck!’ Crying out your back is arched as your white spot starts to blur your vision. Waves of pleasure begin to wash over you through your climax.

“Get in my lap lovely” Rafe murmurs. Blinded by the orgasm you just had you let him guide you into his lap, with his pants unzipped and his length hard as you feel it nudge your walls as you place your hand on your shoulders.

Bending his head he latches his mouth to your nipple gripping your hips as the sweet taste of your nectar fills his mouth greedily taking it in as he moves his cock inside of you as you slowly move back and forth on his lap.

Detaching his lips he attaches his mouth to yours and as you inhale the slight sweet taste of your milk you take his tongue in your mouth. His hips match your rhythm with the car moving side to side due to the impact of Rafe's thrust, each one bringing us closer to the edge.

“You are perfectly lovely please make me cum, inside of you let me give you another baby please!” he begs, tightening his hold on your hips. “Give me another daddy cum deep inside of me!” Gasping for breath, you wrap your arms around his neck burying your head in his shoulder. your orgasm splashing between the two of you, as Rafe’s cum fills you up.

With your mind in its dizzy state, Rafe guides you back to your seat buckling your seatbelt and finally pulling out of the chateau.

*Ding* The notification sound draws you to your phone and your face turns red with the message you read as Rafe busts out with laughter after reading the message on your phone.

JJ🦾:”I hope you know WE all saw that…“

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cozymaples · 5 months

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money can't buy. | (rafe cameron x reader)

contains: public sex, posessive!rafe (like he could ever be anything else)

rafe cameron, who has the money to buy you all the things you could possibly want. rafe cameron who knows he has the one thing you want that money can't buy. rafe cameron who has you pinned up against the bathroom wall of the country club's venue, sliding his cock deep into you as he guides your hips down to sink onto him.

his large palms slide under your dress, bunching the fabric as his hands search upwards for your thighs. your panties have already been torn from you, discarded into his inner jacket pocket. he bullies you into believing he throws them away, but he's got them. every torn pair. since his hands are occupied, you take the opportunity to cradle his face in your hands, sliding down to his shoulders as you moan loudly. "shut the fuck up," he scolds, not wanting to let go of you. you know the partygoers outside the door are probably minding their own business for the most part, but rafe was right; there was always someone listening.

he presses his lips to yours, and the way he kisses you makes you see stars. he always kisses you like a man starved, even more relentlessly when he's eating your pussy. when you part your lips for air, he licks into your mouth, silently begging you for more. he'd never say it, of course. not now. not yet.

he holds your hips steady, tugging you down onto him fully, the wall behind you assisting in supporting your frame. "my pretty girl." he notes, mumbling the confession against your mouth. you've been so focused on the way his cock slides in and out of you, that you almost didn't notice he'd said something. "wha-?" you breathe, finally parting from the moans you'd been spilling. "i said you're mine." he says again, fucking into you harder this time. "say it." he demands. "say it back." his hands are still housed under your dress, wrists shelving the bunched fabric as his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips. "i'm yours-" you say, sincerely.

he nips at your jawline. "again."

"'i'm-!" you whine softly as he repeats his action, soothing it with his tongue after. "yours-rafe, god-i'm yours-" you babble, feeling your orgasm approaching. his hand slides lower, thumb messily rubbing circles into your clit. "look at me." he says, and you oblige. "want you to remember who made you feel this good. every fuckin' time." your brows furrow, whimpering as he nods. you desperately try to conceal your moans, and he reads you. you come undone for him, clenching around his cock, and he catches your moan in his mouth. your lips vibrate against his own from the sound, and he stays connected to you. his load follows, his cock throbbing as you drain him. he pulls back, not caring that his load will drip down your legs. not at all.

you're his, after all.

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coryosbaby · 10 days

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18+, MDNI !! ♡

༉‧₊˚. Rafe Cameron x fem! Reader

Thinkin’ of Rafe Cameron + trailer park! Au <3 being his neighbor and also Barry’s younger sister, Rafe always giving you long glances and licking his lips whenever his eyes land on your cute little sundresses or tight jean shorts. Letting you have a smoke break with him because Barry doesn’t allow you to have cigarettes— he holds the lighter up and lights it for you every time. Slipping you a bottle of alcohol, inviting you into his empty trailer and letting you sprawl out on his bed as you pass it back and forth.

“Truth or dare?” He asks, and the game goes on for a good twenty minutes before you answer dare. Rafe’s eyes stare down at your pouty mouth, a small smile on his own as he says, “I dare you to kiss me.”

Your eyes widen, a blush creeping up your neck. A grin spreads out on Rafe’s handsome face, his hand moving up to your cheek. He rubs your lip with his thumb, spreading out the glossy red lipstick you had applied a few hours prior.

“Cmon,” he presses. “‘s part of the game, Kitty cat. Jus’ a little peck.”

You’re blushing still, a little drunk— when he had begun to call you that? Never before now, but you like it— you like it a lot.

You set the bottle of vodka down beside the bed and scoot closer to him. He smells like cologne and soap, and stubble is on his face from a forgotten shave. You look down at his hands, just for a moment. One is on his crotch, a small star tattoo on his middle finger etched in black ink. Your eyes flick back up to his lips, and you lean in.

Your plush lips hit his and it’s like the air in the room shifts. Rafe lets out a relaxed sigh, pretty lashes fluttering shut as he hungrily moves against your mouth. Your fingers card through his messy bangs, pushing them back from his forehead. Heat grows between your legs, a small ache beginning to form when rafe’s hand moves lower and lower until it reaches your hip. He grips the soft skin there, gently squeezing. You let out a whine, little tongue lolling out of your mouth to slip into his own. He groans against you, spreading his legs so you can crawl in between them. He pulls away from the kiss, letting you lean back against his chest. Your lipstick is smeared onto his mouth and the sight makes you dizzy.

“horny, kiddo? I’ve barely touched you.”

You don’t say anything. Letting out a tiny mewl, your hand grasping his and guiding it underneath the hem of your dress. Little pussy so wet and throbbing that rafe can’t help but drool over it :(( his fingers circling your clit through your cotton panties, his other arm wrapping around your throat so he can adjust you just how he likes. Your thighs spread and you lift them up, letting him see the outline of your plump pussy more. His fingers slide underneath your panties, finally coming into contact with your aching sex.

“Shit, such a wet little pussy..” and then, slipping a finger inside your hole, “and so tight, momma. You a virgin?”

You nod, a pout on your lips. He grins, slowly massaging your walls with the pad of his middle finger.

“Baby’s never had her kitty cat touched, huh?”

“Rafe..” you mewl, and he tsks.

“Don’t think that’s what you wanna be callin’ me,” his movements speed up, your eyes beginning to roll as he squeezes in his ring finger alongside the other. “Daddy might be a better fit, yeah?”

A gasp tumbles out of your throat, thighs shaking.

“Yes,” It’s an instant reply. “Yes, yes, daddy. Please..”

He chuckles at your eagerness, pressing a kiss into your hair.

“Good girl. Pull those panties to the side, baby, let me see.”

You can’t disobey him, and so your fingers hook into the crotch of your gingham cotton panties and you slide the fabric to the side. Your cunt glistens with sweet slick, swollen clit poking out due to your arousal.

“Oh,” Rafe breathes, almost in a trance. “Such a pretty girl..”

He rubs against that spongey spot inside you— or, more so, stabs that spongey spot inside of you, his fingers scissoring apart your achy cunt ‘n making it burn while also giving you the most delicious friction. It’s fast, a little animalistic, and you love it. Sobs tear through your throat, the only form of purchase for your hands being Rafe’s big, muscled thighs, your head sinking deeper and deeper into his shoulder with every course of pleasure. A third finger makes its way inside your cunt, your eyes widening as big as saucers. Rafe’s got a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes.

“We’re gonna stretch you nice ‘n good, kitty cat,” and then, watching your slick drip and your hole widen for him, “That’s it, look at daddy fingerin’ this little slut cunt open. We’re gonna have some fun tonight, aren’t we, baby?”

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venuslore · 2 months

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rafe cameron + [ SHOULDER ] for one muse to rest their head on the other’s shoulder while they comfort them.

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it was unlike rafe to ever be quiet, and when he was, it was typically a cause for worry. you had seen firsthand how much everything had been impacting him lately. he was overworking himself, pushing himself to new limits and frankly, that frightened you.

"you okay, baby?" you ask him as he enters the room, an unreadable expression present.

he doesn't say anything. doesn't reassure you that he's okay. instead, he flops down on the bed beside you and rests his head on your shoulder. the short stubble of hair on his head tickles your chin, but you don't mind, as you use your empty hand to start running along the back of his neck.

"anything you want to talk about?" you ask, prompting him to let you know what was going on inside his head, but to no avail, he just shakes his head.

his voice is slightly muffled but you make his words out all the same, "just want to lay here with you." he presses himself further into your embrace, arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer.

"well, that i can do," you press a kiss to the top of his head, ensuring that he was getting the comfort that he needed.

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aemvnd · 16 days

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𝓇.cameron. ┆ lace panties.

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"rafe, have you seen my new pair of pink lace panties!?" you cry out, hoping your voice carries over into his bedroom across the hallway, but the oldest cameron sibling doesn't respond—only low, slightly muffled groans, and a small, occasional whimper falling from your older stepbrother's lips.

rafe groans, releasing a small, breathless little chuckle to himself underneath his breath, breaking off into another low moan, fisting the ballerina pink lace fabric over his heavy, slippery cock, dripping with his pre-cum, feeling his aching balls tighten and warning him that he was so close to his release—so, so fucking close.

and then, he hears you, banging obnoxiously loud on his locked bedroom door, like you always do—spoiled little brat, rafe thinks, making him roll his eyes into the back of his head as you whine his name again, and oh, fuck, he can just imagine you whining so prettily underneath him, with his bigger and stronger body on top of yours, pinning you down as he fucks into you so nasty, so hard, you'd be feeling it for days from how pent up he was, and still is.

rafe doesn't always do this, using your little pair of cute panties to help jerk himself off, but today was a special occasion—at least, that's what rafe likes to think when he thinks about you two spending the day together—and yeah, he was taking you out on his boat, and maybe, just maybe, you'll let him fuck you raw with the waves gently rocking the boat, sunshine beating down on both of you, bathing you in golden light as he roughly ploughs into your sweet little pussy, making you appear like an angel.

and god, you'd look so gorgeous, he can just imagine it, making him pump his large, tight fist even faster, the delicate pink lace of your panties already so wet and sticky, and fuck, he hears you call his name again, and he shoots his hot, scorching load all over your panties, staining them with his cum.

what a waste, rafe thinks, he'd rather shoot his cum deep inside of your overstuffed, sweet little pussy, filling your womb, and he knows he's fucked, wanting to make his little baby stepsister as his girl, as his.

then, rafe smirks to himself, lifting up the tiny pair of ruined panties with the tip of his long, index finger, letting the lace dangle as he obsessively observes the creamy fluid that coated the poor lace, but he doesn't care, he can always just buy you another cute pair of panties since you 'keep losing them', as you always complain with a cute, glossy pout—but rafe knows the truth, he thinks to himself smugly.

besides, the more he steals your panties, clean or dirty, rafe doesn't mind, he'll know you'll start to catch on—and he can only hope that when that time comes, you'll come begging on your knees, all weepy and submissive for his cock.

however, in the meantime, he still has a few more of your pretty lace panties to jerk off to just to help him reach his release, but he knows it'll only last for so long before he gives in and makes a move on you, making you his.

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cameronspecial · 3 months

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I Could Show You

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Spit Kink

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.3K

Summary: Y/N noticed something interesting during their Thrist Tweet Interview with Buzzfeed.

A/N: This is inspired by this interview. It will have a part two with smut.

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Y/N turns toward JD as he reads the next tweet. “The fact that I would let Rafe Cameron SPIT in my mouth shows that I should not be allowed to make my own life decisions,” JD says out loud, laughing as he does so. Her eyes flicker toward Drew and she watches as his bottom lip buries between his teeth. There is something in his eyes that kindles a fire between her legs. She rubs her thighs against each other to try to smother out the flame. Eventually, she has to face forward so that she can read the next tweet.

———

JD and the girls decided that after the day of interviews, they wanted to go out to get something to eat. However, Y/N and Drew were too tired from the day so they were going to stay in the hotel for dinner. The car ride shared between the two was quiet as they tried to recuperate from the day. They finally found their voices when they were in the privacy of the elevator. “Soo…” Y/N begins. “Those thirst tweets were pretty thirsty.” Drew chuckles, “Yeah, I didn’t know people could be so creative with words.” Y/N nods and looks up at him with a smirk, “Me either. I also didn’t know that you could be so kinky.” The tone oozes with teasing and Drew’s eyes find hers. “What are you talking about?” he questions. Her teeth find her bottom lip, “I saw the way you reacted when JD read about spitting in the writer’s mouth. That turned you on.” He smirks as he recalls the event. He turns so he is facing her and takes a step forward. The tip of his shoes knocks against the side of hers. He leans down so that his mouth presses against the shell of her ear, “I saw the way you acted too. You were intrigued by it. If you give me the chance, I could show you you are just as kinky as I am.”

The elevator dings signalling that they are on their floor. The doors roll open and Drew exits the metal box as if nothing happened. As if he isn’t leaving his co-star behind with a burning within her that can only be satiated by him.

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andy-15-07 · 1 month

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Babysitting and decisions

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SUMMARY: Drew and Y/n are babysitting

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Y/n watched from the doorway with a smile as Drew knelt on the floor, playing with his niece, Lily. The little girl giggled with delight as Drew made funny faces and silly noises, her eyes shining with pure joy. It warmed Y/n's heart to see Drew interacting with Lily, his gentle demeanor and playful spirit shining through as he entertained her.

As Drew glanced up and caught sight of Y/n watching them, his face lit up with a bright smile. "Hey, come join us," he called, patting the space beside him on the floor.

Y/n walked over and sat down beside them, her heart swelling with love as she watched Drew and Lily play together. It was moments like these that made her realize just how much she wanted to start a family with Drew, to share the joys of parenthood and watch their children grow and thrive.

"Drew, you're so good with her," Y/n said softly, her voice filled with admiration.

Drew looked at her, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Thanks, babe. I love spending time with Lily. She's such a little bundle of energy."

Y/n nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. "You know, seeing you with her just reminds me of how much I want us to have kids of our own someday."

Drew's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze locking with hers. "Really? You mean that?"

Y/n nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. "Yes, Drew. I mean it. I want to start a family with you. I want us to have children and build a life together."

A look of pure joy spread across Drew's face as he reached out to take Y/n's hand in his. "That's all I've ever wanted, too, Y/n. I can't wait to start this journey with you."

They sat there together, hand in hand, as the realization of their shared dreams washed over them. In that moment, surrounded by the laughter of Lily and the warmth of each other's love, Y/n and Drew knew that their future was brighter than ever before. And as they looked ahead to the adventures that awaited them, they knew that they would face them together, as a family.

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winterrrnight · 6 months

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birthday boy

PAIRING: drew starkey x gn!reader

SUMMARY: you spend a morning with your birthday boy

WARNINGS: fluffy fluff fluff 😁

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As the sunlight shines in through the pale white curtains of your room, you feel Drew shift next to you, his arm looping across your waist and pulling you in closer. His warmth encases you completely as you feel him press butterfly kisses to your shoulder, his hair tickling you on your neck.

You turn around to face him, his arm not letting go of you for even a second. You open your eyes to see Drew's eyes still close, his breathing relaxed, and you feel his finger softly tracing little shapes in your back.

You press a kiss to his forehead, and then one on his nose, and one on his lips.

"Good morning birthday boy," you whisper, gently caressing his cheek with your hand. He leans into your touch, and slightly turns his head to press a kiss to your palm.

"Good morning bub," he mumbles, his voice heavy. You press two kisses to his still closed eyelids, causing him to let out a satisfied sigh at your action. Your fingers wrap up in his soft hair, gently twirling the strands around them as you feel his silky hair brushing on your fingertips.

"Wake up now," you press a kiss on the corner of his lips, and he groans and turns around, lying on his back.

"Not yet," he groans, and you push yourself up to sit in his lap, your legs on either side of his waist as you rest your hands on his chest.

"If you won't wake up, then you won't get the cake I spent all night last night making for you," you pout, leaning towards him as your chin rests on his chest.

He finally opens his eyes, the word 'cake' awakening something in him. You giggle at him, his blue irises gazing at you lazily.

"Now, I can't miss a cake, can I?" He says, his hands resting on your hips as he helps you get off him. You rush to the kitchen and get the cake you made for him, which indeed took you a long time last night. Drew had gone to bed early because he was too tired, and it was the perfect opportunity for you to bake something for him.

You get a candle and place it right in the centre of the cake, lighting it up with your lighter. You slowly take it back to your room, trying to not let any hurried movements cause the fire to blow out.

Drew's sitting in bed with his back resting against the back board, his head leaning back and looking up at the ceiling. Just as he hears you come in, he looks at you with a huge grin as he watches you carefully bring the cake to him, placing it in his lap.

You open the drawer of your bedside table and pull out the card you made for him. He looks at you with utter love shining through his eyes as you hand him his card.

"Happy birthday bubbles," you whisper, as you press a kiss on his lips. "I love you so much,"

Drew opens the card to see your writing scrawled alongside a picture of the two of you. It takes him a second to realise it's a picture from your first date, which was almost four years ago.

'happy birthday drew baby, can't believe you're 30!! I hope we spend so many more years together just like this, waking each other up early in the morning on our birthdays to give our special gifts. I can't express in words how happy you've made me all these years. I love waking up every morning with you by my side, and I love to go to sleep every night with you by my side. I love you so much bubbles, I wish you only the best in your life.'

Drew looks at your handwriting with complete awe, feeling tears starting to brim in his eyes. "Oh baby," he says, almost choking at his own tears as he is quick to embrace you in a hug. You weren't expecting him to start to sob at your card, so you were caught completely off guard just as his arms wrap around your waist, his head resting against your shoulder.

You rub his back, gently scraping your nails against his skin; just the way he likes.

You softly pull his head from your shoulder, holding his face in your hands and wiping off his tears with your thumbs.

"I meant every word," you say, a smile pulling your lips. You press a kiss to his forehead and nudge the cake closer to him.

He closes his eyes for a few seconds, and blows the candle. With the knife he cuts a slice, and you sit right besides him, your head leaning on his shoulder as you gently sing him 'happy birthday'. He pulls the slice out of the cake and moves it closer to you for you to take a bite. You take the slice from his hand, bringing it close to him for him to take a bite too.

"This is so good my love," he says, his voice muffled as he eats another slice. You smile at him and take one slice for yourself too.

Outside at a distance you hear birds chirping melodiously, creating a relaxing aura around you two. Your head is resting on his shoulder and his arm is wrapped around your waist, keeping you close to him. You both sit in silence so close to each other, as you hear the birds outside create serene rhythms for you two.

At this moment, Drew knows this is something he never wants to experience with anyone except you.

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cutielando · 2 months

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marriage headcannon ~ rafe cameron

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it would be the best decision of your life

you and rafe had been dating for 3 and a half years before he popped the magical question

he had done it at Midsummers, in front of his entire family and basically the whole of Figure Eight

the ring he had bought you had taken your breath away, fitting on your finger so beautifully like it was made just for you

when you told your parents, they were absolutely over the moon

they had also got married young, so they didn’t judge you for moving too fast

plus, they absolutely adored the living hell out of Rafe, supporting him through his recovery like he was their own son

the conversation about your engagement with his family, though, didn’t go as well as the one with yours

well, at least not entirely

Rose and Wheezie were very excited when they found out, thinking that this would be the thing to finally make Rafe settle down and be the man of his own house

even though Rose and Rafe often didn’t see eye to eye, she couldn’t deny the very positive effect that you had over her stepson

Sarah quite simply just didn’t care, she wanted nothing to do with any of you, especially not her brother

despite the fact that you and Sarah had been best friends when you first started dating Rafe, she began distancing herself from you and the rest of her family when she started hanging out with John B and the Pogues

Ward, however, didn’t want to believe that it was true in the beginning. he wouldn’t accept the fact that his son was starting to make a family of his own, that he wouldn’t be at his beck and call every second of the day anymore

none of their opinions mattered to you or Rafe

you both felt that getting engaged was the right move for the both of you, for starting to build the future that you have always talked about together

you started planning the wedding right away with the help of Rose and Wheezie

after lengthy conversations between Rose and Ward, the latter had finally come to terms with the engagement and agreed to let the two of you host the wedding party at Tannyhill

Rafe didn’t want to intrude on the planning, trusting that you would take care of it and plan the wedding of your dreams and he didn’t want to be in the way

before the day of the wedding, Rose and Wheezie kept you away from Rafe the entire night, Topper and Kelce doing the same with Rafe

it was hell for the both of you, neither liking being away from the other, especially before such an important day

on the morning, though, the nerves were almost paralyzing

Wheezie had helped Rose do your hair and your mother helped with your make-up, transforming you in the most beautiful bride they had ever seen, as per their quotes

once you also put on your wedding dress and finally saw yourself in the mirror, tears had welled up in your eyes, as well as the other women’s in your life

your mother was especially emotional when she saw you ready to get married

once it was finally time for your father to walk you down the aisle, your mind was going into overdrive, dozens of thoughts hitting you all at once

however, once you stepped out into the garden and locked eyes with Rafe, the entire world seemed to fade away

tears had started welling up in Rafe’s eyes as he watched you slowly walk towards him, his smile imprinted on his face

as soon as you reached him and your father gave you away, you couldn’t tear your eyes off of him

the ceremony and the party were a dream, you were with the people you loved most and you were finally married to the love of your life

you spent your honeymoon in the Maldives, the 2 weeks you were there being the most relaxing and fun you’d had in a while

domestic bliss had really set in when you got back

having moved to your own place, living with each other had been everything you had hoped for and more

attending events was a particularly fun thing for the both of you, getting the opportunity to call each other “husband” and “wife”

you would have sex every single day, not being able to resist each other

in the morning, in the afternoon, at night, at the club, in restaurants, it didn’t matter where you guys were. you did it everywhere

after 2-3 years of being married, you would find out that you were expecting your first child, which made you both fall in love with each other a thousands times over again

all in all, being married to Rafe was the best thing to ever happen to you

the love you two shared having conquered every obstacle thrown your way

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ruewrote · 2 months

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𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

PAIRING: s2!rafecameron x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: FLUFF SONG INSPIRATION: still falling for you by ellie goulding WORD COUNT: 328

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There was a certain softness to rafe.

Of course he’d only ever shown it around you, in the daytime he’d be working constantly dealing with others' stupidity. Fixing their mess ups, tiring him out more and more, but when he came home to you?

It felt like all that missing energy came rushing back. Either finding you baking or reading.

You ran and jumped into his arms, he caught you with ease before you started showering him in kisses, making him laugh and shy away from you. Pulling away just enough to admire each other, your hand on his cheek, thumb brushing circles made him lean even closer into your touch.

He never thought he’d have this type of love, never thought he deserved the type of love that you gave him, you always made sure to make it known that he did and…who was he to deny you?

Rafe had made it his job to make sure you were looked after even when you had only just met him. It started with flowers, jewellery, and lots of other extravagant items. Of course you were reluctant to accept them, but you’d never been successful.

So as he bought you gifts and took you on trips, you found your own ways to get him back. Whether that be planning picnics and leaving him romantic sticky notes wherever he’d normally go on with his routine, making him violently blush. Little did you know he kept all of the notes in a tiny box in his nightstand.

He truly believes that you’re the one. His soulmate, as corny as he used to say it was, it was true.

He wanted you to be the one that he woke up and fell asleep with, the same person you’d be there for him through the hard times. Ever since you’d been around his panic attacks had lessened, instead of just surviving it finally felt as if he was living.

All because of you.

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