#rafe cameron blurbs

[rafeandonlyrafe]

kinktober: size kink blurbs

something a little different for todays kinktober! not a full fic but a collection of blurbs

words: 600

warnings: 18+ only, smut, size kink, p in v sex

taglist: @drewstarkeysbae @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv

“i can take it.” you say with confidence, even though in reality you’re unsure of if his cock will actually fit inside you easily. he’s bigger than you expected. he’s spent the last 5 minutes just grinding against your pussy, making sure you were thoroughly wet. “tell me if it hurts.” rafe kisses you gently, pressing his cock against your entrance. it’s so tight, he’s not sure if his head can even fit inside. rafe keeps his eyes on your face as he pushes inside, watching for any sort of discomfort.

rafe hovers over you, his wide body completely overtaking your form. your hands are on his shoulders, looking so tiny compared to him. “my little baby.” rafe bends down to kiss you.

rafes jaw almost literally drops seeing you in his shirt. it’s one of his few graphic tshirts, and it looks more like a dress on you, the sleeves going down to your elbows and hem cutting you off mid-thigh. he stares at you, eyes following every little movement, trying to see if there is anything under the shirt. when you finally realize, you give him a little giggle, eyes flicking down to where his cock is clearly hard in his sweatpants. he’s deciding between tearing the tshirt in two to see you bare or making you come over to where he sits and ride him while wearing it.

you are snuggled up next to rafe on the couch while he has his laptop sat on his knees, typing away, doing some kind of work that you’re not paying attention to, too focused on rubbing your hands over his wide chest. rafe sighs as he looks away from his laptop screen to your small hand on his shirt. “baby.” rafe says, taking your hand in his. “sorry, am i being distracting?” you pout, turning your hand over as his lays flat, realizing how big of a difference there is in the size of your hands, especially with how long rafes fingers are. you can’t help it, knowing he has to focus on work, but you still take his hand and bring it up to your mouth, sucking his finger in between your lips, closing your eyes as you swirl your tongue around it.

“raaafe.” you whine, getting on your tiptoes as you try to reach the top shelf of the cabinet again. rafe is standing behind you, smile on his face at your attempts to jump up. he finally concedes to your whining, coming up behind you and pressing you into the counter, reaching up to grab the box. “you’re just too little, baby.” rafey says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. you gasp, and rafe smirks, knowing that you’ve finally felt how hard he is against your backside.

“baby, your hands are so small.” rafe coos as you look up at him, hands moving faster on his cock as you try to take up as much of him as you can, but your hands are simply too tiny. “‘m sorry.” you pout, but rafe shakes his head. “that’s okay baby, you’ll just have to use your mouth too.” rafe says, stroking your cheek and then placing his hand on the back of your head, pushing you down onto his waiting cock with a moan.

rafe is thrusting in and out of you, his hands swallowing your hips, gripping the skin tightly as he looks down, realizing he can see himself bulging through your stomach, a little bump forming with every thrust. “look baby.” rafe says happily, and you can barely lift your head up to look from the immense pleasure he’s bringing you.

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[crookedteethed]

18+ Inspired by this porn link

A/N: not proofread, writing this on my phone because I’m too lazy to get my laptop 😔

Imagine you and Rafe being that one couple in the obx with a large following on onlyfans. Of course, no one would know it was you guys in particular—you both never showed your faces—though some people (like your closest friends) had their speculations.

I can totally see you and Rafe falling into the exhibition porn category, because I know for a fact Rafe Cameron is an exhibitionist.

There was the video of you two fucking on the poolside at Tannyhill Manor. There was the video of him giving you back shots as you held on tightly to the railing of his balcony, and then there was the video of you cockwarming him on the beach during the hottest day of the summer.

The beach was packed with people surfing and sunbathing left and right, but there you sat on Rafe’s lap on a beach chair, filled to the brim with his delicious cock, a mixture of your combined juices spiraling down the supple flesh of your thighs, and the sheer excitement of getting caught. The cute little skirt that went with the bottoms of your bikini was barely long enough to cover your lips clinging to Rafe’s length but not long enough to cover the pool of cum and sweat sticking to your bodies; nothing could cover the sticky sopping sound your wet cunt made each time Rafe pushed up into you (this video was undoubtedly the one that got you two revenue—a whopping 1.2 million views).

And it wasn't like you and Rafe were doing this for money; he was the “kook king”, after all. You two were doing it just because you could.

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[ipetite69]

p♡rn link ꜝꜝ

this is so rafe coded ofmggg he lets you free-use him whenever and wherever you want. no buts, no questions asked, he just gets right into making you feel better <33 he's such an attentive bf, always making sure you're free of stress with his face between your thighs <3

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[winterrrnight]

rafe comforting you when he realizes you aren’t comfortable in your skin and can’t accept compliments <3 cw: body insecurities, intentional use of lower case, shy!reader, self indulgent af bro :/

it took him some time, but he started to notice it; the way you dodged his compliments, the way you always switched the topic each time he praised how beautiful you look, or how pretty you are.

he didn’t quite understand it at first. why would you not be so readily accepting the compliments? after all, every word coming out of his mouth is 100% true.

it’s a wonderful fall evening, both of you at the quiet beach as you sit next to each other on the sand, the sun slumping down in the horizon and the sky streaked with beautiful tints of oranges and yellows, a cool breeze blowing past you both. his arm stays slumped around your shoulders, his way of keeping you warm in the chilly breeze.

he takes a glance at you; the evening sun rays shining off you, making you look even more ethereal than ever.

“you look so beautiful right now…” he mutters softly, not realizing when the words leave the mouth. it’s more or less like a reflex for him to compliment you, he just can’t stop himself.

you feel your cheeks heat up at his words, your gaze now fixated at your lap, your fingers pulling onto each other. rafe notices this almost immediately, and realizes that each time he compliments you, he never hears a ‘thank you’ back.

“hey…” he says softly, placing his hand on top of yours to stop you from fiddling with your fingers, “look at me,”

you slowly, but surely, turn your head to meet your eyes with his warm blue ones, and he can see the hesitance in your eyes, your mind working away the gears as a million thoughts generate in your head.

“why do you hide from me any time I compliment you?” he asks softly. he doesn’t mean to pressurize you, but he’s realized this has been going on for way too long now, and he wants to get to the bottom of this.

“rafe i…” you fumble, your lips parting and he expects you to say something else, but nothing really leaves your mouth. your eye contact with him falters and you start to look away, but rafe is quick to gently grip on your chin and make you look at him.

“uh uh uh… look at me, please,” he pleads softly. it gets hard for you to maintain strong eye contact but nevertheless you keep on looking in his eyes.

“sweetheart…” he tuts softly, “don’t tell me you aren’t… comfortable with what you look like…”

when no response leaves your lips and you just look in his eyes, the sadness only evolving in them more and more, all the dots connect in his mind.

you aren’t comfortable with what you look like, so you believe you don’t deserve the compliments he loves to shower you in, and don’t readily accept them the way he wishes you would.

he gently moves his hand to your cheek and strokes the skin softly, and you subconsciously lean into the warmth of his hand.

“you’re gonna keep looking at me when I say the next words…” he takes a deep breath. “you, my love, are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. and no– none of the hiding you always do okay? I will say this everyday to you if needed to show you that you indeed are so gorgeous, inside and out. that you radiate a certain light no one does. there is a charm you have that keeps on pulling me to you. I just hope you can see yourself from my eyes. and you’d see how your entire face glows under the warm sunlight, how your eyes shine when the moon shines its light on you. you smile so beautifully each time I take you to your favorite restaurant, or talk about some movie or show you love, or talk to you about new music… and I just wish you can see that, because it’s so beautiful, it’s the only thing I can think of all day,”

you don’t take your eyes off of him as tears full your eyes up to the brim. you blink and the tears make their way down, streaking your cheeks. your breathing is a little shaky, and rafe wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest.

“it’s okay to feel this way…” he whispers, “but just know, i’m never letting a single day pass by without reminding you just how beautiful you are okay? i’ll make you sick of my compliments,” he chuckles softly.

you can’t help but chuckle a little yourself, your face pressed against his blue lacoste. you slowly pull your face back and he quickly wipes off the residual tears off your face.

“thank you rafe…” you whisper softly, not knowing how badly you had needed that.

he smiles softly, knowing he’s succeeded because you didn’t dodge the compliment, you accepted it and thanked him for it. he presses a kiss to your forehead, closing his eyes for a moment as his lips come in contact with your skin.

“you’re so welcome my love,” he whispers against your skin, pressing another kiss.

he made you feel extremely loved and wanted in a way you’ve never felt.

— —

now who’s crying with me? 😁

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[avenging-fandoms]

if you were a kook princess and best friends with rafe...... he'd find comfort in staying with you nearly 24/7.

the only time he would go home is if you ever came with him to get clothes or whatever. but if ward was there it'd end in an argument about him always never being home.

**fanon!rafe**

OUTER BANKS MASTERLIST

You could feel eyes on you, especially by the teens. It wasn't your fault that the gas station with the best snacks was where the pogues hung out the most, you were just high and hungry.

"Well, would you look at who came to grace us with their presence, the Kook Princess" You place all the items on the counter, JJ's voice right next to your ear as he leaned on the counter.

"12.54" The cashier broke the silence and you hand her a 20, JJ touching your sunglasses and you swat his hand.

"Don't try it, bitch" Kiara spoke and you laugh, taking your change and bag. "You're on our turf"

"Hey" Rafe said authoritatively and you tilt your head as you look at the two.

"So sorry I came to get sour straws and iced tea, didn't realize you'd be so bothered by me. I'll never step foot in here again" You smirk sarcastically and turn around, Rafe in the doorway. "All good, Rafe, let's go" You walk by him and he gives JJ a long look before following you out the door.

"What did they want?" Rafe asked and thanked you as you handed him an iced tea. You roll your eyes and take a sip, opening the sour straws and eating one.

"I don't know, try to intimidate me? JJ touched my glasses and I swatted his hand and Kiara stepped up like bitch I'm just trying to get snacks, not smacked. Please leave me alone" Rafe let out a laugh and looked over at you, opening his mouth.

You put a sour straw in his mouth, laughing as it flew in the wind of his open jeep. Rafe pulled into your driveway, the both of you getting out and Rafe carrying the bag. You opened the door and headed to your room, both of you taking off your shoes and falling on your bed.

You laid on your back, right leg bent with the left leg straight. Rafe laid on his stomach, head on your thigh. "What do you want to do tonight?"

"Well, you've been in the same clothes since Wednesday, it's Friday. You need to go home and get more clothes. Just pack all the clothes you can quickly and avoid Ward"

"Can you come with me? I've been so good without him, I don't want to go back into that bad place again" Rafe mumbled and you pouted softly, playing with his hair as he looked at you.

"Of course, what're best friends for?" He smiled and you return it. "I've known you since the 3rd grade, which means I've known Ward that long. And I know he's not good for you or to you" He nods along, sitting up. "You want to go now?"

"Better now than never" He groaned loudly and shook his head, standing up. You both put on your shoes and and down the stairs again, Rafe hopping in the driver seat again.

You drove it silence, closing your eyes as there was no cloud in the sky, enjoying the breeze. Rafe parked in his driveway and you opened your eyes, seeing both Ward and Rose's cars weren't here.

"At least you know you won't see them" You smile and you both get out and you grab his hand. You walk in and close the door softly, taking your hand away and following him to his room.

Rafe grabbed the biggest bag he had and started shoving clothes into it, cursing hangers for not being easy to take off. Underwear, shirts, shorts, pants, socks, shoes. Anything he could fit until the zipper was barely holding on.

He picked the bag up over his shoulder and you stood up. "Let's go, I don't want to be here when they get back" You leave his room but see their cars still weren't here.

"Their cars are still gone, we're good" You reach the bottom of the stairs and you both stop as you see Ward standing in the living room. Rafe dropped the bag and pushed you behind him.

"Rafe, I haven't seen you in months" Ward's voice was in his manipulative tone, and your fingers gripped Rafe's shirt, wishing he would stay calm. "Why do you keep running, son? I just want you home, I miss my boy" Ward stepped forward and Rafe backed up.

"You miss making me do dirty work for you. You miss yelling at me. You miss wanting me to fuck up so you can yell at me. I'm not coming home, you're a terrible father" Rafe stood his ground and you smiled behind him.

Ward chuckled, backing up. "Really, Rafe? This isn't you, your little friend you have behind you is brainwashing you into thinking I don't love you" You stood out from behind Rafe, eyes dark.

"You don't love Rafe, you love controlling him. And someone needed to take his mental health seriously" You spoke and Ward's smirk dropped, stepping towards you.

"Hey, hey!" Rafe yelled, teeth gritted and eyes wide as he pushed Ward. "Stay the fuck away from her. She's more important to me than anyone in this fucking house except for Wheezie" He huffed and Ward looked at him.

"You are an idiot, Rafe. Running from your problems solves nothing!" It was a full on screaming match, and you grabbed Rafe's hand.

"Rafe.. Rafe let's go!" You yell and he picks up the bag, the both of you walking out the door with Ward yelling bad things about you. Rafe threw his things in, Ward following you two out and Rafe quickly stepped on the gas and reversed out of the driveway, spinning quickly and shifting to drive before speeding off.

He swerved around the street as Ward shot at you two, both you and Rafe bending down until you were far away from Ward. You sat up and looked at Rafe, whose knuckles were turning white and his breathing got choppy.

"Rafe.. pull over, honey. Pull over please" You touch his arm and he does, putting the car in park. You unbuckle both of your seatbelts and grab his hands, your hand on his face. "Rafe, it's okay. We don't have to see him again, you're safe"

Rafe looked at you with tears in his eyes, getting out of the car quickly and you watch as he walks around the jeep, opening your door and wrapping his arms around your waist. You hold your arms around his neck, closing your eyes.

"I hate him, he shot at us. I put you in danger, I'm so sorry" You shushed him and rubbed his back, swaying softly.

"You did nothing, Rafe. It's all his fault" You pull him away and kiss his forehead, hopping out. "I'll drive, just relax"

You drove home with Frank Ocean playing quietly, parking in the garage and opening the door for him. He grabs his bag and you both head up to your room. Rafe went into the bathroom quietly, taking his pajamas with him.

You took off your make up and did your skin care, waiting for Rafe to be done. You sat up as he came in and he threw his clothes in the hamper, looking at you and falling on your body. You smile and turned up the volume of the tv that played Rafe's favorite show, 'Family Guy.'

"I'm proud of you, Rafe. Always" you kissed his hand and you both get under the sheets, you turned on your side and Rafe pulled you into him, putting his chin in your neck as you both fell asleep calm and peaceful knowing you never had to see Ward Cameron again.

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[fiction-is-life]

Congrats on 500 babe! You deserve every single one of them and so many more 🤍 Can’t wait to see you continue to grow and flourish 🦋 love you so much

Can I please request an angsty but fluffy blurb based on this prompt “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” with Rafey baby? I will cry 🥹

Need You

Author's Note: Aww, thank you so much!!! You are too sweet! Thank you for always commenting/reblogging my fics, you seriously don't know how much it means to me! I hope you like this one, I almost cried making it! 💕

Summary: Rafe is lost without you.

Warnings: Pregnancy/labor complications, mention of surgery, depiction of a coma, possibly unrealistic depiction of pregnancy/labor complications

~

It had been over a week.  Eight days, thirteen hours, and forty-six minutes to be exact.  

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.  For the past seven and a half months, your pregnancy had gone off without a hitch.  Every sonogram, every little kick, was a source of joy for both you and Rafe.

Sure, you were young, practically still kids, but you knew you were meant to be.   You had been planning your life after college for years, even before you had started to date.  You were just doing things a little out of order.

But then you had gone into labor early - six weeks too early to be precise.  The doctors said you were lucky to be alive, let alone fortunate that the baby had survived.  They had said that it was a condition called placenta previa, but Rafe hadn’t been listening.  He was still looking at your seemingly lifeless body on the operating table as they handed him the baby, asking for a name.

But he couldn’t even bring himself to name the baby.  He knew it was a boy, but it didn’t feel right to do something so monumental while you were still not awake.  He let his dad and Rose handle everything else, let them make him eat and listen to the doctors say they didn’t have much hope.

Rafe hadn’t even let himself cry - he was still too stunned to do so.  He just sat at your side, watching you.  On the eighth day he broke down, exhausted and drained, and he started to talk to you.

“He’s healthy, you know,” he said, his voice raspy from disuse.  “He’s perfect.  Ten fingers, ten toes.”  He took a shaky breath - the only kind he knew how to take these days.  “He’s got your eyes.  Rose says he has my smirk, though, so I don’t know if that is a good thing,” he chuckled.

He paused and took your hand, gently caressing it.  He sniffed.  “The nurses keep telling me all the stuff I’m going to have to do for the baby.  I know we took those classes, but I feel so overwhelmed.  I just can’t mess anything up for him, you know?  I thought I was going to have you to help me.  You have always been there, (Y/N/N), ever since we were kids.  Always so level-headed, getting us out of trouble wherever we found it.”

Tears started to roll down his face, slowly, but he couldn’t feel them.  “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you,” he sobbed, finally letting himself feel the emotions that had been pent up for over a week.  He buried his head in your hand, kissing it and covering it in tears in equal measure.  

He sat there for what seemed like forever, simply expelling all of the grief and terror from his body.  When he finally looked up, he gasped and started crying anew.

You were awake.  Rafe leapt out of his seat to kiss your beautiful lips carefully, his trembling on top of yours.  When he pulled back, his heart caught in his throat, and all he could manage to say was a small, “Hey.”

You giggled lightly, still tired.  “Hey,” you replied, also lost for words as Rafe once again took your hand to kiss it reverently.

Rafe smiled, his eyes shining with love as they always did when they looked at you.  He took a deep breath and swallowed before licking his lips as he always did when nervous.  “Would you like to meet our son?”

You just smiled, and Rafe knew that everything was finally going to be alright.

~

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[cantstoptheimagines]

🎶 You're so in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you 🎶

The Way I Loved You, Taylor Swift

“You’re So in Love That You Act Insane, That’s the Way I Loved You” (Rafe Cameron | Outer Banks)

Summary — Rafe becomes volatile under the weight of his feelings for you.

Requested by thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles — 🎶 You're so in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you 🎶 The Way I Loved You, Taylor Swift

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Cursing; mentions of alcohol (mostly drunk and jealous Rafe); slightly toxic situationship.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 496. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Send me your favorite Taylor lyrics to receive a blurb.

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a fight was usually the first sign your night was turning to shit. you could hear rafe’s voice echoing from across the beach, despite the loud, ongoing party. like nails on a chalkboard, his drunken slurs captured the attention of nearly everyone there.

“rafe!” you called out, eyebrows furrowing at the sight of him getting in some other touron’s face with an angry expression. “rafe, come over here! what’re you doing?”

the situation was quickly escalating. rafe had tossed his cup on the ground, his new shoes. meanwhile, his opponent could only hold up his hands in a defensive position. topper and kelce were no help, of course. the two of them had each whipped out their phones, ready to record the first punch.

they got the shot they wanted in the end. you cursed and passed your drink to one of your friends when rafe’s fist suddenly flew through the air. the crack! of his knuckles colliding with the touron’s made you nauseous.

your hand wrapped around the fabric of his shirt, tugging him away from the crowd. everyone else quickly surrounded the touron, who was left to moan painfully in the sand. rafe breathed heavily, but still allowed you to push him into passenger side of his truck.

the moment you got into the driver’s seat, rafe let out a frustrated sigh. the quiet hum of the engine seemed to be the only thing keeping you from snapping. as you started driving him home, rafe shook his head, “aren’t you still buzzed?”

“your stupidity sobered me up,” you scoffed. “that was your third fight this week, rafe. what’s the deal?”

“i’ve told you a million times already,” he snapped. “those dumbass tourons are always talking about you! they act like you’re a piece of meat or something!”

you nearly smiled at his protective nature. you stopped, however, upon reminding yourself that he wasn’t being protective, but possessive, “what do you care? i’m not yours.”

“you sure do let me fuck you enough to be mine.”

rafe knew he messed up when you didn’t respond right away. the truck fell silent and tension hung in the air. he could hardly breathe from how thick it was.

“sorry,” he muttered, the alcoholic haze slowly creeping out of his mind. “didn’t mean that.”

you remained silent. rafe’s heart sank into the abyss of his stomach. his chest felt as though it would cave under a sudden bout of guilt—

“i know.”

a wave of relief overwhelmed his body. he could feel words of his deepest confessions trying to escape his throat. apologies, whispered compliments, i love you’s. the last one was the scariest, of course. he never dared to imagine your reaction to his secret affections. yet, here he was, on the edge of fucking it all up with his intoxicated anger.

so in love that i act insane, he thought, quietly admiring you beneath the red glow of a stoplight. that’s the way i love you.

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[annab-nana]

Making handmade cards then sending them to your dearest people, where the reader sends one to each of the pogues and rafe too!!

i did a similar one here with sarah if you want to read that too, but here you go sweetheart :))) this turned out to be more rafe-centered than pogues-centered, but i think it still turned out well

warnings: not proofread, kinda cocky rafe, use of pet names (sweetheart)

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when wheezie asked if you could help her make homemade cards for her class's holiday card exchange, you immediately said yes. it wasn't like you could ever turn down the small curly-haired brunette. after collecting several craft supplies and looking to the internet for some ideas, you worked alongside her as she made cards for her class and you for your friends.

"i thought you were only making cards for your friends?" wheezie inquired upon seeing you pull out another piece of paper to make another card.

"i am," you stated, unsure where she was going with this.

"well, you've already made one for sarah, john b, jj, pope, and kiara, so if my memory serves me correctly, that's all the friends you have." you loved the girl, but damn if she wasn't brutally honest.

you chuckled lightly. "that's true."

"so..." she dragged out.

"so?"

"so," she started dramatically, "who's that card for?"

"someone."

she wasn't satisfied with your answer. "someone?"

you gave in. "rafe."

"rafe? rafe isn't your friend." your cheeks warmed when you thought about the boy.

"no, he isn't."

"then, why are you making him a card?" she pressed. "if it goes like anything i've ever made him, he'll probably toss it in a week."

"because i want to."

wheezie's lips curved up into a teasing grin. "you like him."

"i do not."

"yeah, you do," she jeered.

a silence settled over the two of you before you spoke. "i'll be right back."

"so you like me?" rafe piped up when you saw him behind the wall you'd just passed. your hand flew to your chest in an attempt to get your heart to settle, but rafe taking a step closer to you only made the organ behave more erratically.

"i- uh-" he'd caught you by surprise and his increasingly closer proximity was making the words die in your throat.

"hey, hey," he began while he slipped his hand up to cup your cheek, "the feeling's mutual, sweetheart."

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[starkeysprincess]

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[inthemytdl]

POV: Sofia

“Rafe, what did you do?” Your hands trembled like a car on gravel. You crossed your arms, uncrossed them, and let them drop to your side before deciding to cross them again. “Rafe?” He was only six feet away but it felt like galaxies.

“No,” he said, over and over, his volume intensifying with each word. His hands gripped his shaking head. 

You shifted and the six feet between you became seven. “I didn’t… I wouldn’t!” He looked at you. “I- I mean you saw him. He attacked us. I defended myself. I defended you.”

“Rafe…” Your voice was small. A part of you wanted to reach for him, your hand lifting before the nearby body came into eyesight, and you dropped it back to your side.

“I didn’t hurt him. See?” He reached the brown-haired man laying on the bloody concrete. “He’s fine.” Rafe’s croaked laugh filled the air. “Hey, get up!” He rocked him side to side to no avail. “This isn’t fucking funny, alright? I know you can hear me.” He gripped the man’s collar, lifting his limp head.

“Rafe…” 

“I said get the fuck up!” 

“Rafe, stop!”

“You think you can do this to me? Make me seem like a… a killer.” You swallowed, hard. The dryness abrasive to your throat. None of it made sense. How your seemingly perfect date became… this. You tried to recall the events but the memory was like the afternoon sky—cloudy. “I’m no fucking killer! I did my time. Made up for that shit.”

“Rafe!” With every shout the world grew slower. Just three hours ago Rafe had picked you up on his bike and took you to see his boat on the marina. You'd gotten something to eat together and had a laugh. It was… good. But everything changed the minute that man arrived and Rafe reached behind his shirt. Now you couldn’t recognize the guy in front of you. What was he talking about? Made up for what? 

“Rafe—“ Your voice croaked.

“I don’t do that shit anymore!” He shouted, his voice cracking. “I- I promised myself...” He lowered the man, his limp body. “I promised myself I would never hurt anyone like that…” You wondered what he meant, what he was thinking. If you were even here with him or if it was just him and the body. 

The thought lingered as the sky darkened, any light breaking through daggers to your eyes. Your arm burned, the fiery sting a mystery until your cheek collided with concrete and you realized you had fallen.

Rafe’s voice grew smaller, but maybe it was you and the ringing in your ears. 

“I would never… N-not again.”

Your eyes shuttered closed and you inhaled a deep breath before the word went dark. The last thought on your mind, an echo. 

“Again?” 

a/n: Sofia is a character in obx, not an oc.

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[rafesmuse]

cockwarming w rafe but he gives in before reader does?

“just sit still, a’ight? don’t wanna get you all needy f’me right away.“ rafe winks at you, holding your hips firmly to prevent you from moving, seeing who can stay still the longest. you feel so fucking tight around him— the way you’re squeezing him could make him cum instantly, but his ego forces him to put on his best poker face while his blue eyes stare at you intensely.

“you talking to yourself, pretty boy?” you taunt, making him chuckle at your confidence, accepting the challenge as he sits relaxed with you on his lap, knowing he’s going to win regardless. his hands move from your hips to behind his head as he leans backwards with the cockiest smile on his face, gazing up at you.

“i can feel you dripping down my legs, princess, making a fucking mess everywhere, shit.” rafe chuckles before slapping your ass, determined to get you to move first.

“yeah? imagine how good it would feel to thrust up into me right now, im so fucking wet for you.” you whisper the last part as you move your head closer to his ear, causing goosebumps to form all over his body as he feels your hot breath on his skin. he groans as you place soft kisses all over his neck, lightly sucking on his skin, knowing exactly where his sensitive spots are.

“i can feel you so fucking deep inside of me, rafe.” you murmur as you slowly lick from his collarbone to his ear while letting out breathy moans. “don’t… don’t say shit like that.”

he’s so close— so close to pounding into you right there and then. he gradually starts to lose control, his hands moving back to your hips, gripping the skin so firmly that it’s going to leave bruises for days. you continue teasing him, leaving love bites all over his neck and collarbone before gripping his jaw and kissing him passionately, tongues fighting for dominance as he moans into your mouth.

“fuck it.” rafe snaps, forcefully pulling you from his lap and bending you over on the couch, your head pushed into the cushions as he slips back inside of you in one quick thrust and sets an unrelenting pace right away. “i… i win.” you manage to say in between thrusts as he pounds into you, the tip of his cock continuously hitting your cervix. “yeah? we’ll see who’s winning when you can’t fucking walk tomorrow.”

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[shellxrls]

asking rafe if he still likes you while he's literally inside you..

he’s buried straight to the hilt, softer thrusts eliciting the gentle patter of skin-against-skin whilst you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck and breath in his scent — one that’s so uniquely him, clean but so rich that it borders on being overpowering.

he takes notice of your clenched brows against him, the creases in your skin rubbing against his warmed neck every time he sheathes himself inside of you, but he pays them no mind — distracted by the feeling of your sopping cunt swallowing him in almost deeper with every movement.

consequently, he’s much quieter than usual, although not one with a penchant to be noisy, he would usually reassure you throughout the entire experience, coddle you regardless of the big bad rafe pretence he held in front of others.

you sniffle, mewling lightly into his skin as you huff out a few short pants, “rafe.”

“‘mmh,” he breathes out against your head, warmth brushing over your hairline.

“do you still like me?” you murmur, smushing your lips against his skin to muffle your question, the action causing your nose to tingle when you feel the vibrations reverberate from his skin onto yours.

“do i still like you?” he mimics, brows raised in slight exasperation before he registers your complete and utter seriousness and drops the sass, “baby — i’m- i’m quite literally inside of you right now, ofcourse, of course i still like you. godamn.”

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[devinedoll]

i saw smth about beautiful dainty light hearted girls with their pet frat boys (their boyfriends) and it is just sooooo rafe and reader. if the idea was a person i’d fuck it.

oh my god oh my god oh my god ur speaking my language!! credit to @princessbrunette for creating frat!rafe (my beloved)

frat!rafe x innocent reader headcannons

- frat!rafe who loves parading you around parties, a pretty little thing on his arm. he gets many jealous glares and nods of approval. people are always astounded by the sheer juxtaposition of how perverted and arrogant the boy was, and how sweet and charismatic you were.

- frat!rafe who loves the summer because of your sweet little sundresses. he’s obsessed with the way they squish your tits and flow around your ass, the perfect length for him to sneak his hand in and squeeze affectionately.

- frat!rafe who loves when you tutor him, bringing you up into his messy room in the shared house, listening to your soft voice explain a complicated concept. he loves eating you out up here, listening to you trail off as you succumb to pleasure.

- frat!rafe who lets you drink with him, loving you all tipsy and pliant, barely clothed and all his. his favorite is when you get to the point where you’re no longer bothered by pda, pushing your plush tits into him and pawing at him to take you upstairs. the look he shares with his frat boys at your desperation would usually disgust you, but you’re too needy and drunk to notice. blindly following him through the house, hand-in-hand.

- frat!rafe who fucks you loudly in your dorm room, not caring about how thin the walls were and how red your face would be when you exit your pleasure induced haze, “yeah that’s real good kid, let em hear ya” and you’re whining and nodding, so fucked out that you just go with what he says.

- frat!rafe who loves when you need him. whether that be fixing a light, carrying something heavy, building furniture. he wants you to rely on him, he needs to be needed.

- frat!rafe who kisses you soooo sloppy in public no matter how much you complain. you love it, you really do, but the excess saliva and the visible tongue make your cheeks flush—the blonde boy chiding at you, “s’okay baby, everyone knows we’re together, nothin’ to be embarrassed about yeah?”

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[winterrrnight]

rafe cameron is naturally a dom and we all know that, but, when you're sitting in his lap, your lips pressing against the soft skin of his neck, your fingers stroking his hair, and how you keep on calling him a pretty boy, he practically melts.

more on this!

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[avenging-fandoms]

you felt so guilty fucking rafe cameron knowing that he had a girlfriend, but you craved his touch. rafe gave you exactly what you wanted and you couldn't get enough of him.

and he couldn't get enough of you.

"so, should i do the walk of shame back to my house?" you broke the silence, laughing.

"what? just stay here a little bit longer hm?" rafe replied, throwing a shirt back on, giving you a shirt to also put on.

"what if your girlfriend comes here? hm? what are you gonna do if that happens? hide me in your bathroom?"

he smirked, "that's not actually a bad idea, you know?"

you rolled your eyes at him, still in awe of how good he fucked you.

"i can just drive you home if you're so worried?" he'd lay back on his bed, smiling at you.

he'd cuddle up to you, wrapping himself around you, which made you smile and cuddled him back, you fell asleep since you felt so safe with him, but not realizing what you're getting yourself into with him.

you woke up again a few hours later and he drove you home, your mom was at work so she wouldn't question why you're wearing someone elses shirt. instead, you're getting texts from your friends, forgetting that they live across the road from you and saw rafe's car drop you off.

"why did rafe cameron just drop you off home?" your phone screen lit up, stressing you out.

you're gonna be in deep shit, considering you also have marks on your neck, you can't hide it from your best friends.

- 🧁

part one part two part three part four part five <- (you are here)

series playlist

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The flat sheet draped over your naked body, your eyes fixed on the ceiling. He has a girlfriend, you made him cheat. You're a terrible person.

A terrible person who just had the best sex in existence. The way his hands fit perfectly against your body, his body pressing against yours and whispering your name. You wanted more.. you needed more.

Rafe looks at you, studying the shape of your body under his sheet, watching your nostrils as you catch your breath. He was pissed- you weren't wrapped around his finger but he was wrapped around yours.

"So.. should I do the walk of shame back to my house in my ripped shirt and bra or..?" You finally broke the silence with a chuckle, Rafe giving you a look as he stands up.

"What, am I that bad you don't want to hang out with me?" Rafe threw on a shirt and threw you one of his t-shirts. You slip on the shorts you put in your bag, sitting back on Rafe's bed.

Rafe put on a pair of khakis and sits next to you, both of you leaning back against the pillows. "Well, what if your girlfriend wants to surprise you? What would you do, hide me in the bathroom behind the shower curtain?"

Rafe smirked, eyes flickering over your face. "That's not a bad idea, princess. Should we practice?"

You roll your eyes, pushing his bicep which only made you think of biting his arm while he repeatedly smacked his hips into yours. You had never had someone fuck you like Rafe did, and it was such a bad thing. You craved him every second he's not touching you, and he has a fucking girlfriend.

"Do you just want me to drive you home, Miss Paranoid? I won't be offended" He moved his hands to behind his head, scooting his body down a bit to get comfortable. His shirt came up a bit, and you saw the body part you did a line off of.

Rafe turned his body to face you and engulfed you in his body, a smile creeping up on your face. "Rafe Cameron is a cuddler?"

"Who isn't?" He mumbles into your arm and you laugh, laying your head on his bicep and draping your arm over his ribs. Your eyes felt heavy as you inhaled his scent in slow breaths, everything about him made you feel safe.

Fuck.

-

Your body jolted a bit as you woke up, the sun shining into your eyes. You groan and turn your body, pushing back into Rafe's front. "I don't usually sleep in on Saturdays" He said in his morning voice, and you mentally orgasmed.

"Well when you pick someone up at 2am and fuck them for a few hours, you sorta get tired" You reply and he chuckles, kissing your neck. You sit up and go to the bathroom, freshening yourself up and damning Rafe for the hickeys on your neck, collar bone, chest and thighs.

"Ready to go home, princess?" He pops his head into the bathroom where you stood in just your underwear and bra as you inspected your body. Rafe smirked as he admired his work, whereas you burned holes into him.

You got dressed and grabbed your stuff, heading to Rafe's Jeep. Rafe played his music softly, the warm Summer morning making you want to fall asleep again. Rafe pulled into your driveway and you popped out, grabbing your bag.

"Am I going to see you tonight?" Rafe asked and you leaned over the door, smiling.

"Ask your girlfriend" You walk inside, watching as Rafe pulls away with a smile. You break out into a fit on smiles and soft screeches, happy your mom was at work so she didn't walk in on you acting crazy.

Your phone was buzzing like crazy, and you smirk to yourself thinking it was Rafe and him telling you how much he missed you. Your stomach dropped as you saw your friend group chat blowing up.

Ava: Why was Rafe Cameron at your house?? Isabella: His jeep is very recognizable Isabella: WE NEED ANSWERS DAMN IT

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

How could you forget that they live across the street? It's not like they haven't lived there for your whole life. Your thumbs wave over your keyboard, thinking of a very good but convincing lie.

Yn: don't be mad Yn: i went to go see alex

Ava: YN WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!

Yn: i said don't be mad! Yn: so we started hooking up and he gave me all these hickeys and kept saying 'you're all mine' and blah blah blah and i left his car cause i didn't believe him Yn: he got out and tried to get me to talk in the car but rafe was at the package store next to where we were Yn: he heard alex's voice raise and came to help me. he let me spend the night because i didn't want to be alone and mom's working a long shift

Ava: Did you fuck Rafe?

Yes.

Yn: NO!!! never!!!!

Ava: Lame. Stop being a goody two shoes and fuck him Ava: But on a serious note, I'm sorry Alex is the biggest douche in the world

Isabella: I hope what happened helped you get closure in getting over him

Yn: yeah, i'm definitely over alex

All because you got under Rafe.

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[starkeyisthelastname]

stepbro!rafe tricking you (being innocent) that he needs help but actually you cockwarm him and you ask him why you feel so weird on your privatparts and he just talks with you through it until he just cums inside you cause he couldn’t take it anymore

Hehe. 🤭

“Lock the door behind you.” Rafe’s voice said quietly as you patted into the bedroom.

You wondered why your step-brother wanted the door locked to watch a movie, but didn’t say anything as he always told you he knew best. Kicking off your furry slippers, you happily climbed into the bed where he was waiting.

“What movie are we watching Rafey?” You asked cutely, voice soft as you snuggled next to him. Your heavy tits pressed against his bicep as you looked up at him with curious eyes.

The ache ran straight to his cock as he glanced down at you. You were the fucking prettiest thing with your long eyelashes, full lips and gorgeous little body. He absolutely had to have you and he knew you would do anything to make him happy.

“Whatever you want sweetness.” He told you.

Your eyes widened at this as Rafe hardly ever let you pick. You eagerly grabbed the remote and began shuffling through one streaming app to another, not realizing your step-brother was getting a little impatient. The way you were wiggling around as you babbled on about how you couldn’t decide was making Rafe’s cock swell. Your tits bouncing with each little movement you made, nearly spilling out of the tiny silk tank top you wore.

Grabbing your hips, he sat you down in his lap to be still, not caring about the kitten like whine that left your mouth. “Sit still and pick the fucking movie. Yeah?” He said roughly.

You nodded with a bratty frown, as you finally picked the Cinderella Story. You snuggled your back further into Rafe’s chest, your ass resting snugly between his spread legs. He reached over to turn the lamp off, making the room dark except from the girly movie playing. Your eyes engrossed into the shit that he could care less about, as he leaned back against the pillows.

Half way through the movie, you didn’t even realize the large tip of your step-brother’s cock was poking at your entrance. You had been so focused on the screen that Rafe’s hands pulling your shorts aside hasn’t even crossed your mind.

“Rafey what are you-..” Your voice turning into a whimper as he pushed his cock into your warm cunt.

“Hush and watch your movie. You are gonna help me. Okay? You love helping your big bro don’t you?” He whispered in your ear.

He was right. You did love helping him. So you sat there and took it like a good step-sister. You tried your best to turn your attention back to the movie, all while your princess parts felt so full. Rafe had you right where he wanted. Tight little cunt fluttering around his fat length as he held you still, warming his cock in the process. He couldn’t help but let out a small groan as he had never felt anything so incredible.

“Rafey-why do you feel so weird?” Your voice shaky as you unknowingly soaked his cock.

“Shhh- sweetness. You just sit on my cock like a good girl.” The older boy told you, hands coming down to hold your waist firmly. He was embarrassed to say how close he was to bursting inside of you, your pussy squeezing his dick in vice grip.

Little moans and whimpers left between your lips as the weird sensation just kept getting more intense. You knew somewhere in your mind that this was wrong but your step-brother knew best didn’t he? You were helping him after all.

“Shit.. sweet girl keep squeezing me like that.” Rafe grunted, each time your cunt clenched around him when he would move even slightly. The pride he was losing at the edge of already cumming inside of you, made him want squeeze your throat in frustration. How dare his step-sister have such an incredible pussy that made him want bust his load?

He couldn’t hold back anymore, his hand instinctively coming to your throat to grab. You squeaked out his name, your smaller hand coming to rest on his as the warmth of something gooey shot up inside you.

“Such a good little slut..” Rafe barely whispered. “I mean helper. Such a good little helper.”

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