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#drewstarkey smut
rafedaddy01 · 3 months
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Rafe Cameron Porn Links
Warnings: this is links to explicit images, please be advised
Giving Rafe a blow job
Rafe teasing his little toy
Rafe fucking you
Rafes good little girl
Rafe taking control from the bottom
Rafe bending you in half
Rafe choking his little sub
Rafe fucking you from behind
Sub Rafe cumming all over your pussy
Rafe fingering his good little girl
Teasing Rafe
Rafe disciplining his girl
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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year
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Hells Angels
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Pairings - Biker!Drew Starkey x fem!reader
Summary- A group of men get a bit handsy with you.
Warnings- Mention of Bike clubs, fighting, Sexual intercourse, language. (18+)
A/n- biker!drew will be the death of me, writing another one right now that is spicy and he’s mean!
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You had picked out the cutest outfit, you wanted to look good for Drew tonight. You were meeting each other at the local bar, you both usually went there on Friday nights.
You’d have a few beers and play some pool, usually his bikie friends would come say hey and you loved them. They were the nicest bunch of guys, a few of their girlfriends would show up and they weren’t too bad either.
You had showed up 15 minutes early, chatting with Veronica behind the bar and catching up on her love life. Which was an absolute shit show, but you’d never say that to her.
You weren’t even paying attention to your surroundings until a hand touched your bare bicep and you jumped at the contact, expecting it to be Drew. You turned with a big smile which fell when you noticed three guys staring at you.
“Hi?”
They made eye contact briefly and looked back at you, moving to surround you. Panic sets in immediately, your throat closing in. “Hey dollface”.
Bile rises in your throat at the nickname, crossing your arms against your chest and standing tall. They weren’t much taller than you thankfully, unlike Drew who towers over you.
“Can you step back please” you asked, you could feel the movement of Veronica behind the bar. She slammed a glass down on the bench and coughed loudly. “Guys, ease up okay”.
They looked behind you and took a tiny step back, however still too close for comfort. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing alone in a bar like this?”.
Your brows furrowed at his comment, biting the inside of your cheek to stop the brat coming out of you. You didn’t want to make things worse, Drew would be here soon. You needed them to back off now.
“I’m waiting for someone”
“Let us keep you company until then”
“No, I’m okay”
“Oh come on dollface”
The taller one's hand makes contact with your waist, clenching his fingers across the material of your jeans and pulling you closer to him. The palms of your hands hit his chest, pushing roughly to keep a distance between your faces. “Get off me”.
Veronica throws a rag across the bar hitting one of them in the face. “Get the fuck out of my bar now” she shouts, pointing to the door. “Oh come on V, we are just having some fun”.
They ignore her protests and look back to you, the other one runs his fingers across the material of the corset. A shiver runs through your spine, disgust washing over you. “You need to get your hands off me… my boyfriend will be here any minute ”.
The guy in front of you tugs harder until you're as close to him as possible, his lips hovering over your ear. His hot breath sends a shiver down your spine, your fingers wrapping around his throat.
“Oi!”
The body of the man shudders at the sound of Drew, and the squeeze you have around his throat, eyes searching for him.
Drews face is beat red, leather jacket hugging his frame. He looked good but anger radiated off of him. “Get.the.fuck.off my girl NOW!”.
He is taking big steps, all three guys step back the moment they see who it is. Fear flashing behind their eyes when they see the patches littered on Drews jacket.
He was well known around here, leader of the hells angels. Nobody fucked with the hells angels. Nobody fucked eithe Drew’s possessions.
“Oh no no, we didn’t realise she was with you!” One of them pleads, his hands fly up in surrender and he’s stepping further and further away from you.
With a click of Drew’s fingers the club surrounds them, the music stops and eerie silence fills the pub. People not associated with the club begin to leave, murmuring between the crowd, they get the hint that blood is about to be drawn.
The three guys cower behind tables, Drew’s eyes meet yours. “Go outside baby” he demands, a sweetness overpowers his authority. He steps towards you and runs his fingers against your bicep, leaving a soft kiss to your cheek.
You grip his jacket, pulling him closer. “Please Drew, let’s just get them to leave. We don’t need to end the night like this” you beg, you hated when a fight broke out. You hated blood, you hated the screams. You hated not knowing if Drew was okay.
“Outside”
“Drew!”
“Outside now or I’ll get Marc to throw you over his shoulder and lock you in the bathroom”
You bite the inside of your cheeks and storm past him, your small frame hitting his arm on the way out. You didn’t like being bratty but you did not like being told what to do.
The sound of the door slams behind you and you walk towards Drews bike, pressing the palms of your hands into your eye sockets. leaning your frame against the bike.
The sound of glass smashing causes you to jump, pushing the tips of your fingers against your ears, you didn’t want to hear it.
Your eyes are on the door the whole time, waiting for him to walk out. But after 15 minutes it’s only Marc who exits, he doesn’t look like he’s been in a fight at all. He walks towards you and crosses his arm. “Hey chicken”.
“Hi” you whisper, dropping your hands from your ears and staring at him. It’s quiet, no sounds of yelling or glass smashing. “You know he only does this because he wants you to be safe”.
“Well… he doesn’t need to send them to hospital”
“Come on chicken, you know those guys would have done a lot worse if he wasn’t around..”
You nod your head, you know he’s right. Drew only does this because he loves you. He wants to keep you safe, he doesn’t want you to get hurt by assholes like that.
“I just hate the blood and the idea of someone getting hurt” you squeak, you hated how soft you were. Tears threatening to leak once again, your throat aching from holding it back.
“It’s better it’s them, than you”.
He’s right again, you would have most likely been beaten and assaulted down an alley if it wasn’t for Drew and the club. You had to be grateful, they were your own fairy godmothers. Just dressed in black and a little scary.
The door to the pub slams open, Drew storms towards you. You stand up a bit straighter, Marc turns to walk away and taps Drew on the shoulder. They whisper something, Drew’s eyes land on you again.
“Get on the bike”
You don’t argue and do what he says, he pushes a helmet over your head and clips it up all while keeping his eyes off your face. He takes a seat in front of you and you quickly wrap your arms around his waist.
His foot kicks at the side stand and he holds the bike up, turning the key. The rumble of the engine echoes throughout the street. The seat vibrates against your legs.
He doesn’t warn you like he usually does and drives off, your heart drops to the pit of your stomach. The wind swept through your hair, your arms tightened around Drew as he swerved around cars. The sounds of car horns rattled your ear drums, your heart pounding against your chest.
Anxiety bled through your veins, you hated this. You hated when Drew got angry, he let his anger out by being reckless. Usually you weren’t on the back of the bike when he was angry. “Drew! Please slow down!” You pleaded, your arms ache from the strength you used to hold on.
Tears well in your eyes, squeezing them closed to stop them from escaping. It will all be over soon. You’ll be in the safe confinement of your apartment.
He suddenly clicks to how reckless he’s being with you on the bike, he’s slowing down as he comes to your apartment. He wastes no time and jumps off, practically ripping you off the bike.
“I’m so sorry baby… I shouldn’t have driven like that with you on the bike” he whispers, he scoops your face up and presses his lips to your forehead, your arms wrapped around his waist. “So stupid of me, I’m so sorry”.
“It’s okay, you were angry”
“Doesn’t mean I can take it out on you… it wasn’t your fault those pricks touched you”
“Fucking assholes… won’t be touching anyone for a long time”
You screwed your face up as the mental images that flashed in your brain, you leaned up on your tiptoes to kiss him. Thanking him for keeping you safe, he picked you up bridal style and walked you towards the door.
“For such a big bad bikie you're awfully soft” you giggled, pinching his cheeks. He gives you a wide grin and walks you inside, he steps into the lounge room and throws you to the couch.
Crawling his way up your body. “I’ll show you soft” he growled, pressing his lips to yours hungrily. His tongue nudging its way into your mouth, his fingers fiddled with the lacing at the back of the corset. “This thing is so fucking hot but so fucking annoying”.
You chuckled, reaching behind to help him loosen it. Finally free of the material, he pulled your white shirt up and exposed your braless breasts. He began to roll your nipple between his fingers, lips assaulting your neck. “Your mine… no one ever gets to touch what’s mine” he growls into your skin, leaving behind marks of ownership.
“All yours baby… all yours” you whine, grinding yourself against his leg that sat between your open legs.
“Anyone ever look at you… I’ll kill ‘em, I really will”
“Touch me… please”
“All mine” he says as he pulls your jeans and panties down, admiring your naked body under him. You slip your hands under his jacket, helping him get free of his clothing. “All yours”.
His lips touch every part of your body until your tingling mess under him, arousal soaking the fabric underneath you. “I need you Drew”.
He presses his digits to your pussy, parting your lips softly. You let out a breathy moan and drop your head back onto the pillow, pushing your hips up against him. He pushes two fingers inside of you, eyes never leaving your face.
“No no no- I need your cock… I can’t wait any longer”
“Want to appreciate you baby, want to show you who’s the boss… who the bad bikie leader”
“Please… please don’t make me wait”
“Hmm, okay baby girl… only because I love you”
He moves the two of you, your legs straddling him. You don’t give him time to play around and sink yourself down his cock, gasping at the sudden intrusion as though you didn’t just bring it on yourself.
“Fuck”
His fingers clench around your waist, your palms pressed against his chest. You move yourself against him, pulling yourself off his cock and dropping back down until you set a steady pace.
His eyes casted down to your breasts that bounced with each movement, one of his hands left your waist to fondle your breast. “Your fucking perfect”
“I love you” you whisper, he pulls you against him. Pressing his lips to yours once more. “I need to keep you safe baby girl… so many rotten people out there”
“I know baby… but you need to stay safe, look at those hands” you grab his hands, pressing your lips to the grazes that littered his knuckles.
You hadn’t had a chance to clean him up like you usually would after a fight, you both stared at one another as you moved against his cock and kissed his wounds.
“I am safe, nobody can hurt me”
“Someone could… but I won’t let that happen”
He grins at your words and moves you back onto the couch, laying his body on top of yours. Your hands wraps around his biceps as he moves above you, one of his arms hooking under your leg to angle himself deeper into you.
You squeeze your eyes shut, that familiar buzz and lightheadedness washing over you. “I’m so close, baby”. He nods his head, arms shaking slightly as he holds himself back.
He reaches down to press against your bundle of nerves, pleasure shooting through your body. “Oh god”.
You move your legs to sit up high against his back, his cock buried deep inside of you. Your toes curl and the butterflies swarm your belly, his face screws up as he feels your walls pulsate around his swollen cock. “Shit baby”.
“Right there… oh god Drew! Right there”.
You're coming around his cock, digging your nails into his shoulder blades. He follows behind, your walls milking him dry as you both come simultaneously. A light sheen of sweat develops over your bodies.
“All mine” he whispers, pressing his lips to your collarbone. “All yours”.
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Drew Starkey shirtless 🎀
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rafescurtainbangz · 2 months
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outerbanksworld · 2 months
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hes soo bf, looking at him taking photos of carlacia😭
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vialovesyou · 2 months
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𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗪 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗘𝗬
don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. y/n told herself, blinking her eyes as she cast her gaze away from the table. drew and odessa were beside her, blatantly flirting. it was the little comments and the hand on his shoulder and y/n wasn't sure she could keep doing it.
madelyn noticed, anger bubbling inside her stomach as she stood up. " i'm going to the toilet, y/n/n,  you coming with ? " she asked, y/n immediately nodding as she stood up. drew just smiled at the girl, before turning back to his conversation with the curly haired girl.
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madelyn took y/n's hand in her own as they walked to the bathrooms, noticing the girls breathing speed up. apparently madelyn wasn't the only one who noticed what drew was doing.
" yo, drew " jd murmured, as odessa went up to the bar to order a drink. drew hummed in reply, turning to jd as he sipped on his drink.
" what are you playing at ? " chase questioned bluntly.
" what? what do you mean ?" questioned drew, his eyesbrows drawn together.
" you invited odessa to y/n's birthday dinner, you've been flirting with her all night and ignoring your girlfriend, plus you let her walk out of here crying " chase told him.
" y/n, y/n said she was fine with dessa coming, and what? " drew tried to reason, but once he saw the looks everyone was giving him he mumbled.
" because she didn't want to make you feel bad!"austin exclaimed, louder than he intended causing everyone's eyes to widen.
"shit" drew pushed away from the table before making his way to the bathroom.
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" fuck me " y/n exhaled, coming into the bathroom. madelyn let go off the girls hand, watching as she tilted her head back and began fanning her eyes in an attempt not to cry.
" he's an idiot" madelyn huffed, nostrils flaring in anger at how disrespectful drew was being. y/n lowered her head, looking in the mirror infront of her as she took in a deep breath.
" she's a lovely girl but-" y/n cut herself off, immediately beggining to fan her eyes again. "shit, why do i keep crying" she groaned in frustration as tears began falling down her face. madelyn immediately wrapped her arms around y/n, not caring about the makeup that was going to inevitably stain her white top as y/n put her head in the crook of madelyn's neck.
y/n pulled away as her phone was going crazy, so she glanced at, kissing her teeth as she saw it was drew.
drew💌
baby, please come out
i'm sorry
i didn't realise
i'm an idiot
please, y/n
i love you
i'm outside the door, come
out please
come speak to me
" do you want to speak to him? we can go out the back?" madelyn asked in a hushed whisper so drew couldn't hear. y/n laughed lightly at this, but still shook her head. " you sure?" madelyn asked, completely ready to bolt out the back door. y/n nodded, causing madelyn to pull a beauty blender from her purse and tap it under y/n's eyes in an attempt to fix the tear stains.
" i'm sure she's a lovely girl but fuck me if she keeps touching him her face is going to end up in the spaghetti" y/n spoke, before her and madelyn fell into fit's of giggles. " there's the y/n i know" madelyn grinned, putting the beauty blender back into her purse.
" good as knew " madelyn smiled, looking into the mirror at y/n who fixed her hair glancing at madelyn in the mirror. " did i ever tell you how much i love you, maddie?" y/n asked, leaning her head on the taller girl's shoulders.
" once or twice " madelyn hummed, before the two began laughing again.
drew, who was on the other side of the door couldn't decide if the laughing was a good thing or if this was y/n's physcotic break. he tapped his foot anxiously, looking back at his table of friends who were all speaking with solemn looks on their faces. drew could tell they were talking about him, but they all quickly shut up when odessa returned to the table.
" wish me luck " y/n exhaled, before making her way out the bathroom her heels tapping against the marble floor. drew pushed off the wall he was leaning on when y/n came out the bathroom, immediately wrapping his arms around her.
" i'm so sorry, sweetheart. we can leave right now, just me and you and go anywhere " he spoke, his thumb rubbing circles onto her exposed shoulder. y/n had her head on his chest before she pulled away, looking up at him.
" let me say what i have to say, okay?" she spoke softly, toying with her ring anxiously causing drew to furrow his brows as he nodded.
" look, drew. i'm not trying to be the selfish, controlling girlfriend but it's like ever since you filmed hellraiser. she's everywhere. you talk about her, she's blowing up your phone i mean their's a picture of you and her in our livingroom for crying out loud " y/n's voice unintentionally raised, practically shouting the last few words causing the restraunt to fall silent. all eyes were on them, as drew blinked slowly.
"oh, shit " y/n muttured, shifting on her feet as everyone was blatantly staring at the couple. odessa, who clearly heard their conversation stormed off causing drew to shout her name.
y/n raised her brow, he was proving her point. she could see the internal battle within drew, causing her to sigh loudly. " just go " she mumbled, gesturing to the door odessa just stormed out off.
" are you sure?" he asked. and even though every single part of y/n wanted him to stay, she nodded. and with that, he was gone.
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lilminchii · 1 year
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I got you, Drew Starkey
“Y/n?” Drew groaned as he woke up from his sleep. “Hey sweetheart, what's wrong?” He asked softly, looking down at her, as she cuddled into his chest, letting out quiet cries. He tiredly, pulled her up and laid her on top of him, as she nuzzled her head into his chest, letting out a quiet sob. He slipped her hand beneath the soft fabric of her (his) t-shirt, softly running his hand over her bare back comfortingly. “Focus on your breathing, baby.” He spoke quietly as she exhaled shakily. He leaned down, pressing multiple kisses to her head, as she sniffled, her hand tightly grabbing his t-shirt. “D’you wanna talk about it?” He asked as she nodded slowly. “I-I’ve been so fucking stressed. I have so much work to do and-”. She choked on a sob, as he softly shushed her, slipping his hand out and wrapping both arms tightly around her. “I got you, sweetheart,” he reassured as she hiccupped. “‘M sorry.” She apologized feeling embarrassed, as he shook his head, frowning down at her even though she couldn't see. “Y/n, no sweetheart, don't ever be sorry.” He sighed. “Okay,” She whispered, as he let out a small laugh. “Okay.” He repeated, as she leaned up tiredly pressing a kiss onto his lips, as he smiled.
A/n: A small lil blurb🤭
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Room 206
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TW: Language. Smut. 
SUMMARY: He was the absolute LAST person you ever wanted to be alone with. And now you had to share a hotel room with him…
WORD COUNT: 2500
*Requested*
Room 206
You had been looking forward to this trip for months, ever since Madelyn invited you as her plus one. Having spent way too much on a swimsuit that covered way too little, you had packed it along with enough clothes to cover you well beyond the time in which you would be staying there. There was absolutely nothing that could ruin it. Not even if every day were filled with storms so cataclysmic that they kept you confined within your hotel room. Not a bad hangover, as you knew it would come to pass. Not even food poisoning or any other unforeseen ailment. At least, this had been your outlook until you saw him…
Drew Starkey. 
To say he was the bane of your existence was not only an understatement but an insult to all other ‘banes’. And the reasons you felt this way were the same for him on a lengthy list of similar annoyances of such contradicting reasonsings. For example, you found him to be too intense and he found you to be too laid back and in the situations this would reverse, you would roll your eyes and he would scoff in vice versa. It made for awkward gatherings with your mutual friends that eventually learned it was better just to keep you two apart. 
But even their damndest attempts would be in vain as you were forced to share a room due to a conflict having been overlooked through the producers. 
“I’ll sleep on the roof even…” Drew spoke to the host behind the hotel desk. 
“I”m sorry, Mister Starkey…there is nothing we can do-All the other rooms have been booked last minute…”
“I’ll pay double.” His eyes shot over to you, “Triple.” You scowled at his insult. 
“Maybe we could get a cot?”
“I’m sorry, we don’t have any…But you are more than welcome to-” Before the man could offer an absolution, Drew stormed off with annoyance, taking his hotel key as you were left to apologize. To be honest, it was rare that Drew acted this way against anyone. At least anyone who wasn’t you. But that was just HOW much you got under his skin. You were able to alter his happy-go-lucky persona and kindness just by your presence-just by the thought of your presence, with the only relief coming in your absence. And now you were forced to spend an entire night together…
“You DO realize it isn’t their fault, right? You can stop being an ass for like-” The bathroom door slammed closed as you were left in isolation, peaceful but lonely, isolation. 
You had waited over an hour before sorting through your suitcase for a change of clothes for the night as you wanted to get rest before the reshoots early that next morning. But you didn’t want that door to open at your back to allow him the sight of your naked body. So you waited. And waited. Until eventually the clothes began to almost burn with how desperate you were to get out of them. So you moved quickly, laying out your clothes before groaning when realizing you had nothing that covered what you needed it to as you were expecting your own room, your own balcony, and not HIS eyes following you. 
But without a choice and knowing he would be due out of that bathroom at any given time, you chose to make quick work of it and throw yourself beneath the covers. But just before you were able to cover your body, that door opened to reveal him to you. Quickly, you turned to face him, the look of shock across his expression would be charming if not for the persona beneath it. 
“Turn around!”
“Don’t flatter yourself, not like there’s anything to see.” You glared, your hands balling into fists as he caught the drop of your eyes to his own bare persona, the time spent in the bathroom having apparently consisted of a shower at some point as he now wore only a towel and the beads of water left behind as evidence. 
“Control yourself, you wouldn’t even know what to do with me…But you might want to clean that up…” He said while motioning to the side of his mouth to imitate as if you were drooling as you turned with a glare. 
“Not that I owe you a rebuttal, but just so you know, I have had no complaints-” He scoffed, folding his arms and flexing his muscles before offering a series of nods as he took a step further. 
“Probably cause you never let ‘em talk…or maybe because they just lie to be done with it.”
“God, you are such an ass!”
“Just because you want to see mine, doesn’t mean-” You threw your shirt at him out of pure frustration before realizing you were now left almost entirely bare before him. With only panties around your hips and your arms covering your chest, his eyes were gluttonous. 
He would adore you for a moment  as you covered your breasts the best you could with one arm and held out the other as you signaled for the return of the fabric now at his feet. He would bend slowly, taking his time in tormenting you, before rising in allowing his eyes to move leisurely up your body, finding your glare to meet him. 
“You done?”
He shrugged as you leaned forward, reaching for your shirt as he only pulled it tighter, forcing you to be thrust against him. 
“You know what you need?”
“If you say you, I WILL throw up. Might make you more tolerable though-” He clenched his jaw for only a moment before looking down to you for a moment, fixating on your lips, before focusing back to your eyes.
“You need…” He began to walk you towards the bed, his strength incomparable as you looked in any direction but him before feeling your legs hit the comforter at your calves. 
“To sleep…Definitely need your beauty sleep…but I don’t think there’s enough hours in-” You pushed him off of you, finally collecting your shirt, and covering yourself, before beneath the covers and drowning him out with your phone. 
But every attempt made to forget he was present was useless as he went out of his way to annoy you. Even if the blankets and sheets were much larger than the entire length of the bed, he would pull more on his side, just to make you pull them back, the most annoyed of grunts making him smirk. Along with this, he would keep the lights of the room on, and with each attempt you made to make it dark, he would get right back up and keep them on. Eventually, you just set your headphones in your ears, put a pillow over your head, and tried to sleep while listening to your music. 
After your playlist had reached its end, you turned in annoyance, but found him looking at photos of you, ones taken on the beach when you’d arrived with nothing more than a bikini and an overly large crochet covering. Once he noticed you were awake, he scoffed and threw the phone at his side as you glared at him. 
“Are you perving on me?”
“I was looking at the background…There was this…weird…thing…Which says something if it can distract from you…” You glared before reaching for his phone for validation. But upon doing so, he would react faster, managing to pin you beneath him. 
The second your eyes met, his knee present between your legs, and your breathing erratic by the sudden ambush, everything shifted. Every ounce of tension behind your mutual hatred was revealed to one another as you both reached for the other until your lips came into that collision. Bodies intertwined and fingers desperate in clutches against each other’s skin.
His fingers climbed to the back of your neck and the other beyond your waist and to the line of your silk shorts as he didn’t waste time in teasing. 
“You hate me? Then why are you so fucking wet, huh?” To this, your hand moved to his cock, at attention beneath his boxers that he’d changed into once you tried to sleep. 
“What about YOU?”
“I don’t need to like you to fuck you…” Your eyes narrowed as you fought from beneath him, hands pressed hard to his chest as he only straddled you and pinned your hands once again. Your eyes came into a roll as you couldn’t fight against him, no matter how hard you tried, and he basked in knowing this. 
“But lucky for you…I don’t hate you…It’s what's so goddamn irritating.” Your eyes sharpened that much further. “What did I ever do to you?” You clenched your jaw and looked ot the side, trying to break free. 
“Tell me…”
“What about YOU, huh?”
“You started this shit. I tried to be nice and-”
“And hit on every girl in front of me! I actually liked you to begin with, Drew! And you just flirted with absolutely everyone and brought girls to set all the time and it was so irritating because I-’ He silenced you with another kiss. This time, one that was softer, the kind you weren’t aware he was capable of, but always secretly wanted. 
“I always thought JD was into you…the way you two were always close on and off set…And you have this way of being so entitled all the time…and so…So sexy and it-” You would now initiate this next kiss, fingers threading through his hair before you would be pulled higher and his straddle would alternate to a new intertwine of your legs. 
“As annoying as it is, it’s always been you, Drew…” He smirked at this. “And believe me-I hate it…”
“But you don’t hate me?” He teased, drawing lines on your thigh before you shook your head following a moment’s hesitance. 
“I want to.”
He licked his lips before kissing your chest, offering teasing kisses, before lowering still. 
“Then let me give you a reason not to…” You were removed of your shorts and panties, with your own assistance, before he set your legs over his shoulders. 
“I always knew this is what you needed…” Your fingers ran through his hair as he set a teasing kiss to your clit. 
“And I’m expecting you to let me know that I’m doing a good job-” His brow cocked as he savored you completely, now allowing a single drop of you to be given to the sheets beneath until his fingers would join in the circuit. Figure eights with his tongue, he would pull you to your edge, your body in tremors as his hand reached to your breast, softly kneading your nipples into twists and turns as you writhed beneath him. 
“Come for me…I want you to give me all that tension, baby…” You curved beneath him as his forearm kept you flat, a battle for this dominance lost as your body fell into itself in tremors of that orgasm he pulled so perfectly from your body. 
“Drew…” You breathed his name with a timbre of disbelief. 
“Told you, you couldn’t handle it.” To this, you were motivated, forcing him onto his back as you prepared yourself over his cock, stroking him once before taking him into your mouth. 
“Oh shit! Oh yeah!” He belted in approval, his hand wrapping in your hair. 
“God dammit! Slow down, I don’t wanna come-” You withdrew for a moment, just to meet his gaze. 
“Can’t handle it?” He scoffed, tearing you upwards and over his lap before sinking you down onto him. 
“DREW!”
“We’ll see who can’t take it…Let’s see how you take this!” He thrusted into you, fingers wrapped within your hair for dominance but at your hip for stability before you became lost beneath him. Your hatred, that tension, even the question of what would come next didn’t matter. The only thing you focused on were his thrusts and his fingers as they made their way to your clit. 
“Like that, yeah?”
“Please don’t stop! Please!” You whimpered as he set you onto your back, pulling your legs to your chest before deciding this wasn’t enough. Offering only a few powerful thrusts, he now set you on all fours before pulling your hips to level with his own. 
“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so fucking long!” He groaned as you nodded. “I want you in every goddamn position-” You nodded, “You feel so good-Shit!”
“Drew-I’m…”
“Gonna come again?” Your nails wrapped behind you and into his bare thigh. 
“Come with me! Please!”
“Keep begging-God, I love hearing it!”
“Please Drew! Please! I’m so close!”
“Fuck.” He bit playfully into your shoulder before projecting himself unapologetically between your trembling thighs before collecting you up by your hair as your back was flush with him. 
“You still hate me?” 
“What happens if I say yes?” You teased as he pulled his fingers between your lips. 
“Mmm…Looks like we’re gonna be late for reshoots then until I make sure I have all…” He began to move inside of you again, fighting his own overstimulation to prove his point, ‘of that tension…worked out…no matter how long it takes…”
“Then yes.” He bent you back forward, bringing you both to yet another orgasm before finally being spent at your side, his body relaxed and removed of all tension, similar to yours, before you would fall asleep with the best night’s rest you’d ever gotten. 
The rest of the trip would be spent entertaining these flirtations and spending the nights learning each other’s kinks and desires, conversations of learning one another once these tension did find relinquishment. 
“I think they got it wrong…” You spoke as you pulled the itemized bill to the room to view once moving to the direction of the prearranged car to take you to the airport.
“What do you mean? We did ask for a lot of extra whipped cream last night.” He teased as you blushed before shaking him off. 
“No…they charged you for like…six rooms-” He cocked his jaw before stealing the paper. “That’s over a grand, Drew!”
“I’ll call them when we get back stateside-”
“We’re still here, we can just-” But he caught your arm and pulled you back to face him. 
“I….may have booked the rest of the ehotel to make sure you didn’t have a room…And convinced everyone to not let you room with them…” 
“So you planned this?”
“Well I didn’t know ALL of that was gonna happen, but I hoped…” You glared, trying to find a reason to be mad at him, but for the last two weeks of pure bliss, all you could do was feel touched. 
“Hmm…Guess you don’t hate me then…”
“Not even a little bit…” He kissed your lips softly as you made your way out of Barbados, and with it, the conception of your relationship that would continue as you returned to the states, all behind room 206…
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rafesveryrealgf · 1 year
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Ten minutes
(Rafe Cameron x reader)
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Warnings: NON CANON, smut, curse words
You and Rafe were at your house, studying for your upcoming exam.
All the papers for school were sprawled out on the bed as you sat criss cross across from your boyfriend, Rafe, who had a textbook in his lap.
“Can we take a break,” he pleaded, throwing the textbook beside him and inching his hand up your thigh. “This shit is tiring.”
“Rafe, no.” You said, throwing your head back slightly, pushing his hand off your thigh.
“C’mon.. you know this shits boring.” He protested.
You gave him the death stare, and he caught on without you having to say anything.
“Alright, alright,” He threw his hands up in defense. “We can finish.”
You both started to get back into the studying when he placed his hand on your thigh once again and began to rub up and down.
You tilted your head while rolling your eyes.
“Rafe, stop.” You said, pushing his hand off your thigh once again.
“What am I doing?” He gave a smirk.
“You’re distracting me.” You tried to be serious with him but couldn’t help but smile at the fact that your boyfriend couldn’t go thirty minutes without touching you.
“C’mon,” he drawled. “Just ten minutes?” He pleaded.
You nodded, giving in to your boyfriend. “Only ten.”
He smiled. “that’s all I need.” pushing all the papers that once sat in front of the both of you, to the floor, as well as his textbook.
“Shh, my parents are right down the hall.” You giggled, putting a finger to your lips.
He pushed you onto your back and climbed on top of you, removing his shirt.
He leaned down to nip at your neck, then leaned back up to remove the t-shirt you had been wearing.
“Fuck,” he dragged out. “I’m gonna destroy you.” He lifted you up for a brief second to unclamp your bra.
“Better make it quick,” You smiled. “You only got about eight minutes left.” You snickered.
He left hickeys across your chest before he moved onto removing your sweatpants.
He then leaned down to leave kisses down your stomach. Then slowly slid your underwear down. You helped him out by lifting up your hips for him to slide them off easier.
“You’re so beautiful,” he cooed, spreading your legs and placing his knee’s between your thighs for easier access.
You gave a slight smirk at your boyfriend as he unzipped his jeans.
He couldn’t get his boxers off fast enough. And as soon as he did, he lined his cock up with your entrance, watching it slowly disappear inside of you.
You let a moan slip as he leaned down to suck on your neck.
He lifted up your thighs to get as deep inside of you as possible.
“You’re so sexy, baby.” He murmured into your neck, as he slowly stroked in and out of you.
“Mhmm,” was all you managed to get out, afraid your family would hear you if you had spoken.
His hips glided against yours as he thrusted in and out of you.
Your lips parted at the feel of him, and when he noticed, he picked up the pace.
“Oh, God” you breathed.
He smiled against your neck, happy to know you were being satisfied.
“What if your parents could hear us right now?” He chuckled.
“Hope not.” You said, attempting to catch your breath while he thrusted deeper and deeper inside of you.
“Mmm. Probably can.” He leaned up from your neck, with a smirk forming across his face.
You were silently praying your parents couldn’t hear what was going on. But you wouldn’t be surprised if they could. The sound of Rafe thrusting inside of you, your moans and the headboard slightly hitting the wall were the only sounds that filled your room.
“Wait.. wait,” you said, leaning up.
Rafe leaned up, brows furrowed together, wondering why you’d ask him to stop mid-thrust.
He was still inside of you when you grabbed the tv remote off your nightstand and pointed it towards the tv. You turned up the tv, and let whatever show was playing, play.
He threw you a confused look.
“Can’t let my parents hear.” You said, shrugging.
“Ah,” he nodded. “Right, right.”
You sat the remote back on the nightstand and leaned back into your position, Rafe hovered over you once again. He began thrusting back into you, starting off slow, then began going faster.
You squirmed, finding it hard to keep your legs open while his cock was hitting your core, but he quickly spread your legs open. He held onto your thighs with both hands, keeping them from closing together again.
“I’m gonna cum.” He said, clearly out of breath.
You nodded, giving him the authority to.
He was never sure if you wanted him to, due to the fact you weren’t on birth control because you didn’t want your parents knowing you were sexually active and you weren’t always using condoms. But moments like these when you just wanted to feel him come inside you, spending fifty dollars on a plan b didn’t sound too bad.
A few seconds later, all he let out was a groan before you felt him cum inside of you and you came shortly after
He left a couple more kisses on your neck before pulling out completely. Once he laid beside you, he pulled you into him, cuddling you from behind as he continued to cover the back of your neck in kisses.
“We still have more studying to do.” You said, jokingly, with a smile.
You heard him groan into your hair as he threw his head back against the bed in dissent.
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outerbankspov · 1 year
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Hi! Can you do a cheater rafe or cheater drew fic. Like maybe him and reader are in relationships but they just can’t stay away from each other? It’s totally ok if you don’t want to☺️
I would love to <3
(Warning: dry humping, cheating, kissing.
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- The tension was extremely strong that sometimes you can’t even stand still. The thing was, you have a boyfriend and Drew has a girlfriend but whenever you two are together the tension is so thick you or he would excuse yourself together… or not. So here you are… The launch of OBX3 was a full blown success and after the red carpet they all decided to head to the after party. You in a red skin tight dress walks up to the bar and stands beside Drew without a word. He smirks and his eyes travel down your body and up to your eyes as they meet. “Like what you see” you smirk as you take a sip of your drink. “Oh I like what I see and I need to do something about it.” You role your eyes at his cockiness and leans close to his ear. “Not wearing any underwear.” You excuse yourself from a flustered Drew and walks over to Maddie.
“You look so happy! What’s got you so happy.” Madelyn whispers in my ear as she eyes your boyfriend talking to Rudy and JD. “I just feel free tonight” you smirk and looks away from her. Her eyes travel to Drew and his girlfriend, as she talks to him but his eyes are on Y/N. You danced for a while before looking over at Drew as he gives you a sign to follow him. “Hey babe. I’m gonna get some fresh hair, maybe a smoke.!” You excuse yourself and walks outside where you see Drew smoking a cigarette. You walk over to him and takes the cigarette and takes a pull, plowing it in his face. “Driver is out to eat until we done. How about we talk” you Role your eyes and hop in the car.
“You look beautiful” he smirks as he looks at you again. “You’re an asshole” you softly say swatting his hand away from your thighs. “Come on baby. I miss you” he mumbles as he leans in and kisses your neck. You huff and try your best to not be fazed but his finger tips are ghosting the inside of your thigh and his hot breath is on your neck. “Just kiss me. I know you want to” he whispers and nibbles on your neck before landing face to face with you. Your breath mingles with his and the air is so thick. You lean right into his trap and kiss him like a women’s starve, He deepens the kiss and explores your mouth with his tongue, you pull on his bottom lip and smiles. “That’s my girl” he smirks into the kiss and you sit on his lap and he hikes your dress up a little more. The thing was you weren’t his girl and it killed you. Sneaking around with each other for the pass month have been fun but you’ve fallen hard. “Drew-” you mumbled through the kiss and he grinds your hips against his bulge. “Yeah baby.” He looks into your eyes and can see your near. He pulls you into a kiss and you both moan together. Breathing heavily you take the risk.
. “I can’t stay away from you.” He smiles at your words and kisses your tinted cheeks. “Be mine then.” He pushes some of your hair back and you smile. “And what about them?” you say. And he knows who “them” are because he looks away from you. “I don’t know… I just know I can’t keep my eyes off of you or my goddam hands.” You smile and lean in to kiss him. “Let’s figure that out then” you smirk and leans in to kiss him. You know it’s bad so so bad but god does it feel good? .
- (this is so bad I hate it.)
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rafesthroatbaby · 9 months
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THE THINGS I IMAGINE 🤤 MAKE IT SLIPPERY BBY 👅💦
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rafedaddy01 · 7 months
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Rafe eating you out while ur otp with Sarah
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Loved this idea! Added my own little twist.
You and Rafe were laying in his bed. It was morning and you were still asleep, Rafe was sitting on his phone scrolling through his feed. A loud phone call had woken you from your slumber, you reached over and grabbed the phone. Seeing Sarah’s name woke you up.
“Hey Sarah” you yawned as she answered you.
“Oh yeah, I forgot we were doing that today” you said as she reminded you of your plans. “No way” you said as she started talking about something John B had done.
Meanwhile Rafe was sad about not getting a morning kiss or any attention really, so he started kissing your neck, you laid your head back and listened to your friend vent about her problems in your ear. “Mhm” you said to Sarah. Rafes kisses went lower and lower until his head was under the sheets, planted right in between your legs.
Sarah’s voice long forgotten as she blabbered in your ear about the pouges and the gold and random drama you really didn’t give a shit about. “Oh yeah!” You slipped out a moan as Rafes tongue slid in between your folds and up to your clit, wrapping his lips around and sucking. “You okay?” Sarah asked through the phone. “Ha yeah I’m fine.” You breathed as Rafe smirked. He loved making you fall apart for him and right now he loved how he was distracting you even more. “Fuck! Sarah let me call you back” you threw the phone aside and brought your hands to grip Rafes hair. He moaned at the rough grip and sent euphoric vibrations through your body causing you to arch your back.
“Close-“ you warned as your breath hitched. You grinded down onto Rafes face as he devoured you beautifully. Face full of your cunt, he slipped his tongue inside you and you gushed all over his tongue.
“There you go princess” he soothed as your high hit you like a truck. He lapped up at the mess he made and kissed his way up to you lips. Tangling your plump ones to his soft ones. Tasting yourself on his tongue you moaned at the taste.
“I love you” he said. “I love you too” you answered.
“You guys are disgusting” Sarah answered from the phone that had been thrown without disconnecting.
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khaibdl · 3 months
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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
Hello! You can call me Khai and i love reading/writing.
Im 18, straight but curious, Belgian but speak English very well. Im sorry if you notice some errors tho!
I love 80’s/90’s heavy metal/hard rock music and im into horror graphics.
I’ll be going to college in a few months to study film and directing. Film is my passion and its one of my biggest dreams to work in that industry.
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My stories:
𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀
James Hetfield:
• 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝟏𝟖+
• 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝟏𝟖+
• 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝟏𝟖+
Jason Newsted:
• 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 18+
•••
Who I'll write for:
𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀
• James Hetfield
• Jason Newsted
𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒
• Rafe Cameron
• Drew Starkey
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
• Billy Hargrove
• Eddie Munson
•••
(Thats it for now. But if you have any requests, feel free to send me them!)
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drewsbebe · 15 days
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and how about reader taking care of sick rafe 🥹
𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡
Rafe sniffled loudly, his voice a hoarse whine. "I'm not sick, I swear."
You rolled your eyes, handing him a tissue. "Sure, Rafe. Just like last time when you couldn't get out of bed for a week."
He pouted, but didn't argue further, secretly enjoying the attention. "But, uh, could you maybe fluff my pillows again?"
You chuckled, indulging his request. "You're such a baby when you're sick."
"Yeah, well, being babied isn't so bad," Rafe admitted sheepishly, sinking deeper into the covers.
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rafescurtainbangz · 2 months
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Italy to Paris +18
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Minor DNI
Drew Starkey x Girlfriend Reader
Pet names, fingering, language, smut, Drew likes his privacy when it comes to her ♡ she wanted to be shown off
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"Baby?" Drew breathes. "You okay?" He asks gently; lips pressing against your shoulder as you snuggle close.
"Yeah… I'm just fine."
"Fine?” He chuckles, weakly. “We've been together long enough. Fine is not fine.”
"I don't know,” you grumble as you readjust yourself in his arms. Drew doesn't let you stray away, pulling you closer to his chest.
"C’mon, honey. Or, I'm not gonna leave you alone."
"I just - did you not know that I brought a dress?”
“Of course, I did. The black one you wore to dinner. Couldn't get enough of you in it… We didn’t even stay for dessert.”
“It wasn't for dinner, Drew. It was for the event…” You whisper; feeling heat rise in your cheeks. “I thought you were taking me to this one.”
“Baby… M’sorry,” he mumbles; kissing your neck gently. “I like to keep you safe. I don't wanna hear what people think about you and me. I like our privacy. Don't you?”
"It's fine…"
"It's not… You deserve to be shown off. Alright?” He coos; lessening the space between you even more.
"You didn't even send me pictures before the event… Had to stand by like the rest of your fangirls."
He chuckles lowly, tickling your ear; driving you crazy; setting off a steady pulse between your thighs. “Just hope you're not stringin’ me along. ‘Cause we’re snuggled up on this plane. You don't think anyone will see us here? Spread a little gossip?”
“Nah… S’dark, baby,” he mumbles as his hands roam your curves under your shared blanket. “For all they know I met you today.”
You roll your eyes, turning your chest into his. “That doesn't make me feel better,” you mumble. “So… No girlfriend privileges I guess. Correct? Just two random people innocently sharing a blanket in the dark, Starkey?" You whisper against his lips.
"Completely innocent," he soughs; his soft lips skimming yours. You reach for your book light, flicking it on; setting it down on the seat next to you.
"No touching then, stranger."
"Wait. What?” He asks confusedly
"Guess you're just going to have to watch." You slink your hands down your body, drawing your sweatpants down past your hips; you rake your hands up, lifting your t-shirt and bra, exposing your breasts under the blanket. Only your lace panties remain.
"Fuck, baby," he groans his eyes drift up your body slowly, landing on your lips. You slip two fingers in your mouth, sucking roughly. Drew’s mouth parts, watching you carefully.
"Don't look, baby. You're a stranger. S’not polite."
"You said I'd have to watch."
"My face, Drew. Do you think I'd let you watch anything else?" Your eyes rest on his as your fingers meet your warmth; a visible change in your face. Drew inhales, fighting his urge to lift the blanket as you start to stroke.
You close your eyes softly; your fingers, dancing on your clit; slipping through your folds. Drew moves slightly, you know he's looking; you let him for a moment. Just enough time, that he can see what he's missing out on.
Your eyes open. "Stop looking, Drew," you warn.
"Seriously?" You feel his fingers reach your hip.
"Excuse me, sir I don’t know," you tease; taking a hold of his hand; moving it away.
"Shit, honey," he groans; feeling the wetness on your fingers.
"You know what you have to do, Drew."
"I'm sorry, baby," he sighs. “I really am.”
"Mhmm... And?"
"You should have been there with me."
"F-Fuck.. And?"
Drew can see the pleasure increasing on your face. His eyebrows furrow in desperation, searching for the words you're waiting for.
"You know that Tiffany event. You're goin’. Okay. W-With me. Please, sweetheart.”
"There you go, Starkey," you giggle.
Drew pushes the fabric of your panties to the side. He dips a thick finger between your folds; teasing your entrance as he swirls through your essence. You can tell he's taking his time, wanting you to come down from your excitement a little so he can be the one that takes you there.
His rough fingertips graze over your clit, already sensitive from the work you were putting in; you buck your hips in response. "Settle down, baby," he teases against your lips. Drew’s arm weaves around the small of your waist to hold you in place.
He glides a finger in, just one; but it's enough to get the response he’s looking for. A soft moan escapes your lips, landing in his. "Damn, you're wet," he chuckles. You smile against his lips, tracing your fingers over his clothed cock. "Do you hear how wet you are, sweetie?" He asks; you nod in reply. "With all these people around?"
"Mmm... D-Drew," you whine.
"Fuck. Are you gonna cum on my hand, baby?" He grunts; his fingers working into an upward curl. Your eyes shut tighter as you hold back your cries of pleasure.
Drew can see that he found something you like.. something you need. He strikes your g-spot spot, his thumb, rolling on your clit.
"Right there," you whisper. "O-Oh my god," you mouth; drawing yourself close as you flutter around his fingers; your orgasm radiating through your body.
You press your mouth onto his shoulder, holding back your blissful sounds; making a mess of his hand.
"Shit, baby” He groans; kissing your cheek softly. "How was that?"
"So...So good," you praise. You draw a deep, laborious breath; looking back at him lovingly.
He pulls you in for a breathless kiss, letting you come down from your high, tongue reeling with yours as he continues to caress your curves. “M’next?”
“‘Course you are,” you hum against his lips. He kisses your face; your scrunched nose and cheeks, before landing on your lips again. “You know… It was just a joke. Alright? I don't want to put any pressure on you to take me to stuff. It was fun getting to watch all the little edits and stalk you on Tumblr. Ya know… Like I used to,” you whisper, through a breathy laugh; causing him to do the same.
“You're fuckin’ cute,” he sighs.
“It was giving, Rafe Cameron.”
“That was for you,” he chuckles.
“Truly, Drew. I like keeping things private too.”
“No, baby. M’ready.” He mumbles against your lips, meeting yours for a tender kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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outerbanksworld · 19 days
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its giving big dick energy
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pinterest = outerbanksworld
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