RAIN DANCE

RAIN DANCE

Harry and Y/N slow dance in the rain.

Harry and Y/N left the restaurant, hand in hand, and headed towards their car parked in the nearby lot. As they walked, the rain began to fall heavily, drenching them both.

She laughed as the raindrops hit her face, and Harry couldn't help but smile at the sound. At first, they hurried to get to their car, but as they approached it, Harry grabbed Y/N’s hand and stopped their walk suddenly and pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Dance with me," Harry said, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, unsure if he was serious. She giggled but didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around her husband's neck. As they started to sway to the sound of the rain, they forgot about everything else around them.

Their bodies moved as one, perfectly in sync with each other. The rain soaked through their clothes, but neither of them cared. They were lost in each other's arms.

"I love you so much," Harry whispered into Y/N’s ear, his lips brushing against her skin.

"I love you too, Harry," Y/N replied, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

The rain continued to fall, but the couple didn't want to stop dancing. They moved together, their bodies in sync with the rhythm of the rain. They felt like they were the only two people in the world. The rain fell harder, but they didn't mind. It only added to the beauty of the moment.

Harry spun Y/N around, causing her to let out a surprised giggle. They continued to dance, completely lost in the moment.

"I never want this moment to end," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Neither do I," Y/N replied, her eyes locked with Harry's.

As the song in their heads came to an end, Harry pulled Y/N close again, their foreheads touching.

"I never want to let go of you," Harry said, his voice filled with emotion.

"You don't have to," Y/N replied, tightening her grip around Harry's neck.

Their slow dance had turned into a passionate embrace, their bodies pressing against each other as if they never wanted to let go. The rain continued to fall around them, but they were lost in their own world.

"Let's stay like this forever," Harry said, his lips brushing against Y/N neck.

Y/N smiled, knowing that this moment would stay with them for eternity. They may have been soaked to the bone, but they were more in love than ever before.

"God, I love you," Harry said, a grin overtaking his wet face.

Y/N smiled and leaned in for a kiss, their lips meeting passionately in the rain. They broke apart, both grinning like teenagers.

"I love you too. But I do reckon we should get in the car before we catch a cold," Y/N said, still breathless from the kiss.

"Quite the romantic, you are, Love," Harry replied, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead to soften the teasing words.

As they finally pulled away from each other, Harry took Y/N hand and they walked towards their car, their hearts overflowing with love. Hand in hand, they knew they would never forget this moment of pure love and bliss. And of course, the rain may have soaked them, but their love had indeed kept them warm.

LOVE NEST

Y/N reads to Harry.

As they lay on the couch, Y/N could feel the warmth of Harry's body against her. She loved the feeling of his arms wrapped tightly around her, holding her close. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness of it as she read.

"What do you think of the story so far?" she asked, glancing down at him.

"I love it," Harry replied with a smile. "But honestly, I could listen to you read the dictionary and still be happy."

Y/N chuckled. "I don't reckon anyone has a dictionary just lurking around anymore, but I get your point."

They fell into a comfortable silence as Y/N continued to read. Every so often, she would pause to explain something to Harry or to ask him a question. They discussed the characters and their motivations, getting lost in the world of the book.

As the night wore on, Harry began to feel drowsy. He didn't want to fall asleep, though. He wanted to stay awake as long as he could and soak up the feeling of being in Y/N’s arms.

"Hmm," he hummed contentedly against her warm body, his cheek nuzzled right into the softness of her belly. "Can we just stay like this for the rest of our lives?"

Y/N smiled down at him. "I wish we could," she said softly. "But we have to get up for work in the morning."

Harry groaned, the soft expression on his face immediately turned sour at the mention of leaving their love nest tomorrow morning. "I don't want to think about work," he said, burying his face further into her, “Don’t want t’ go.”

Y/N stroked his soft hair, soothing him. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Love.”

They lay there for a few more minutes, Harry's breathing slowing as he drifted off to sleep. Y/N continued to read, her voice becoming softer and softer.

Eventually, she closed the book and set it aside. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead. "Goodnight, Lovey," she whispered.

"Goodnight," he murmured, still half-asleep.

Y/N watched him sleep for a few more moments before closing her own eyes and joining him in slumber. They lay there together, wrapped up in each other's arms, the world outside their little cocoon fading away as they drifted off to sleep.

MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER

Harry just wants to make Y/N feel better… with kisses. lots and lots of kisses.

Harry could sense that something was bothering Y/N. She seemed lost in thought, and her eyes were clouded with worry. He reached out to her and gently took her hand, pulling her close to him. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, hoping to reassure her that everything would be alright.

As Y/N leaned into Harry, he continued to shower her with kisses. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, then moved to her nose, before finally settling on her lips. His kisses were tender and loving, each one filled with the desire to make her feel better.

Y/N closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. Harry's touch was always so reassuring, and his kisses had a way of making her feel like everything would be alright. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, and buried her face in his chest.

Harry could feel Y/N worries very slowly melting away as he continued to shower her with kisses. He knew that he couldn't fix everything for her, but he hoped that his love and affection would be enough to ease her mind.

As they held each other, Harry whispered sweet nothings into Y/N’s ear. He told her how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, and how grateful he was to have her by his side. His words were like a balm to her soul, and she couldn't help but smile.

Y/N’s looked up at Harry, her eyes shining with love and gratitude. She leaned in to press a kiss to his lips, and he responded eagerly. Their kiss was filled with passion and love, and they clung to each other as if they were the only two people in the world.

As they broke apart, Harry pulled Y/N’s close again and resumed his reassuring kisses. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her nose, and finally to her lips once again. Y/N’s couldn't help but giggle at his affectionate display, and Harry's heart swelled with joy.

He knew that life could be tough sometimes, but as long as they had each other, they could face anything. Harry continued to press his loving kisses all over Y/N’s face, this time with more pep in his kisses, still given with love but with some added playfulness to it; knowing that he could make her feel better with just a simple touch. And as they held each other close, their love only grew stronger.

"Stop it, Harry!" Y/N protested, trying to stifle her laughter. "You're making me laugh—I’m supposed to be sad."

"That's the point," Harry replied, still smiling as he continued to press kisses all over her face. "I don't like it when you're sad. I want you to feel better, and if I have to kiss you all over your face to make that happen, then so be it."

Y/N couldn't help but feel her heart swell with love for her husband. He always knew how to make her feel better, even on the gloomiest of days. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss.

They stayed like that for a few moments, lost in each other's embrace, before Y/N pulled away and rested her forehead against Harry's. "Thank you," she whispered. "You always know just what to do."

Harry smiled and pressed one final kiss to her nose. "I love you, Y/N. And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

"I know," Y/N replied, leaning in for another kiss. "Thank you."

poly rafe and topper. beach sex?

A/N: I decided to make it a headcanon, since, for some reason, I couldn’t write that great for it to be an imagine. I’m sorry. *It's very long tho*

Sex on the beach [HC]

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Female!Reader x Topper Thornton

Words: 3.5k+

Type: Smut

Warnings: Minors DNI. ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE 18 AND ABOVE! Female!Reader. Mentions of smoking weed. SMUT (threesome; oral [male receiving]; choking; sort of public sex; praise kink; mentions of bodily fluids; and slight overstimulation).

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

You're not exactly someone that likes the idea of public sex.

Okay, ignore the day at the cinema. That's different, you were too horny that day.

You just don't like the idea of being surrounded by people when you're doing the nasty.

Just... no.

So, when Rafe told you about wanting to have sex at the beach at least once in his life, you were more than spectacle about it.

Topper seemed fine with it and even excited to do it, so it really put all the pressure on you

Yet, even though you felt the need to give them an answer, both of them didn't push you to do anything, like they never do.

So, it was sort of forgotten.

Rafe had presented that idea around winter, so nobody really was thinking about doing anything during way too low temperatures and risk having hypothermia.

Yet, the idea came back to your head when the days started to get warmer.

You were just being driven to school by Rafe, sharing the passenger's seat with Topper when you decided to ask:

"When you say that you want to have beach sex... Do you mean anywhere on the beach, or somewhere more private?"

Rafe swears to God that he almost crashed right there on that second, but he was able to get full control of the car again a second later.

You were scolded by both of them between your embarrassed yet panicked giggles, as they said things such as:

"You can't say things like that while I'm driving!"

"We could've crashed!"

You ended up all getting to school before you even got your answer, but you also weren't scared of talking about it in a parking lot.

"So...?"

"So what?"

"You didn't answer my question."

With an arm over your shoulders as you held Top's hand, Rafe leaned in a bit to keep his voice low.

"I like the thrill of getting caught, not the actual getting caught."

"So, the second option?"

"Why? Are you considering it?"

Oh, the smile Rafe gave you as Topper asked that question.

"Maybe." You shrugged.

Both of the guys shared a look and soon you three reached the doors of the school. Exactly when you all had to go your separate ways.

After sharing kisses due to not being able to see each other until lunch, Rafe smacked your ass as you walked away while saying loudly.

"Think very well about it!"

Oh, and you did.

That day, you could not, for the life of you, concentrate in class. All you did was think about it a bit too much. You were fidgety on your chair. Legs crossed to try and control yourself.

All you could think about was every single thing you three could do at the beach. Even though the sand doesn't sound that comfortable, the idea of being taken by your two boyfriends over it made everything sound even too good to be possible.

All of that while Rafe and Topper only shared smiles between mutual classes as if to say 'it's about to happen' with just a look.

By lunch, you felt awful. You had to fight your own mind the whole day to try and focus on your classes, yet at the same time think about your needs and wants.

You sat, like every day, with the boys before actually eating just to have some sort of communication. Rafe had taken your favorite seat, so you took a seat over one of his legs instead.

Some of your friends were also at the table, and you were able to greet them sweetly to the best of your ability.

You honestly felt like you were going insane.

Rafe noticed how much you were moving over his leg or how less you were eating. Yet, he didn't say anything.

At that same hour, you made your decision.

You are going to have god damn sex on the beach.

Happy with your decision, you went on with your day. Letting the idea of future possible actions marinate in your head.

Only after classes, when you were standing by Rafe's truck, you decided to say it out loud.

"I've made my decision."

You three were getting in the truck as you said it, so that made Rafe stop from hopping into the driver's seat and Topper from the backseat.

"What did you say?"

You sat in silence, a little smile appearing on your face as you did it, and the two guys jumped in, slamming their doors in excitement.

"I've made my decision." You repeated.

"And..." Rafe said.

"And..." You add suspense, making the two boys look at you with more widened eyes. "I think I would be open to trying it."

Rafe and Topper felt like shouting in celebration on that same second. God, even do a cartwheel if that was needed. They were so excited.

But they played it cool.

"Okay..." Rafe had mumbled at you while nodding slowly, "Good to know."

If you hadn't known him for so long, you would've thought he wasn't interested in it anymore, but he's a faker by heart.

"When are we going to do it?" You asked, eyeing the gloomy sky over the car.

The boys put their excitement behind them and the three of you decide to do it whenever OBX stops having bipolar weather and actually gets warmer. Putting everyone's comfort and safety first.

And until then, you three had to suffer simply with the idea in your minds.

"Suffer" as in your relationship's way to do so, aka having sex like any other day but with another ideal location in mind.

The wait is not as bad as you thought it would be. OBX might have serious problems in having stable weather changes, but when summer approaches, it comes at full speed with very overwhelming temperatures.

That also means: everyone starts going to the beach after school and tourons emerge out of nowhere.

So, yeah. With now clear skies and hot sun under your heads, all you have to worry about now is: where in the heck are you three even going to find a spot to have sex?

Quite an interesting activity, to be quite honest.

You go to the beach with your friends, you look at the trees not too far and tilt in your head, and ask yourself mentally: "Maybe?"

Rafe goes fishing with his dad, stops at someone's port to go get extra supplies, and sees the bushes that meet the sides of the house of his father's friend, which has a beach as their backyard. "Could be possible."

Topper goes out to have dinner with his family in the restaurant with a view to the sea and eyes the huge rock that blocks anyone's view at the other side of it. "Interesting."

It took you weeks to even go forward with it.

And today just seems to be the day.

Your large group of friends had planned a whole Saturday at the beach.

Begins as the sun rises, meets its middle around the bonfire, and ends on the next morning, head throbbing and with nausea due to being hungover.

It's a smaller beach, one that usually only Kooks hang out in - even though some tourons find their way in... something that isn't all that well received - so everything is pretty calm.

At the beginning of the day, when you first got to the beach, you didn't really think it would happen. It just felt too impossible after so many days of planning.

But nobody controls their thoughts after passing a few joints all-around a group of people.

With everyone more relaxed and calm, the evening seemed to go even better than you had expected.

But, that calmness also means that you stop worrying about a lot of things.

Things that have been worrying you for weeks.

You were talking to your friends, the sun was beginning to set, and your full-on attention was on Rafe and Topper in the distance. They had been in the water with some other people, they were laughing and having fun.

But, gosh, when they walked out of the water you felt like you were about to go insane.

Both of them with their shorts pretty low on their hips, dripping with water, skin glowing with the sun... Yeah, you went feral mode.

In your defense, you tried to play it cool in the first 15 minutes. Laughed as they ran after you and your dry-self with open arms and probably with freezing skin due to the water.

But, right after Topper caught you, hugged you, and even put you down, you looked at each other and it was almost as if he could read your mind.

"Where?"

You tilt your head over to your side and Topper looks over. Whatever direction you signed at.

It has at least 4 small storage cabins and the usual sight of thick bushes and trees that blocks any eyes of your friends from looking at what's behind them.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

You nod with a smile and he looks over at Rafe, who's staring at you confused as all hell.

"I'll go check it out. Talk to him." Topper tells you and you nod.

He lets go of you and you turn all the way back to Rafe. He gives you one of his usual sweet smiles and you give him a kiss.

"Do those bushes look comfortable to you?"

With a chuckle at how weird the question is, Rafe looks in the direction Topper disappeared to and his eyes widen.

"No way."

"Yes way." You nod.

You two are able to join Topper with not even a minute later and you were containing yourself from jumping around them in excitement.

Finally, the day that has been in your mind for so long has finally come.

You three stand in the, hopefully, completely hidden place and eyed what's around you. Just to check if you're about to get spooked midway through.

The tingling at your core has been getting worse and the fact that you're holding onto Rafe's hand is just making it worse.

"I think we're good." Topper says after doing a little walk around.

The boys share a look before looking down at you and you try not to crumble at their intense stare.

Topper's hands are the first ones to touch you. They touch your back softly while pulling you closer to him and you're the one to make your lips meet.

Rafe stands beside you as you do it, and eyes your body up and down, almost as if trying to decide where to start.

Topper's sweetness does a big contrast to Rafe's roughness, yet it's something you'll never get tired of.

Rafe carefully undoes the tie at the back of your neck, letting it gracefully fall off your chest and exposing your boobs to the breeze.

You pull away from the kiss and Rafe undoes the second tie in your back, letting your bikini top fall onto the ground.

His hands come up to hold your chin and head up to look at him, one of them wraps around your neck and tugs you closer to him.

Topper starts littering kisses on your shoulder and you almost whimper to try and finally kiss Rafe.

He smiles at your desperate stare and gives you a peck. You whine and he tightens his hold onto your neck, making it a tiny bit harder to breathe in.

Topper's hands hold onto the sides of your second part of the bikini and Rafe turns you to him as Topper starts pulling them down, slowly.

Way too slowly for your sanity.

Your hands rest onto Rafe's stomach as if to steady yourself and soon you feel Topper stand behind you.

With a hold on your hips, Topper makes you lean back into him and his hand soon finds your front.

Rafe reconnects your lips, yet this time, the kiss is almost rough enough to bruise. You moan against his lips, making your hands hold onto his sides with your nails as his continue squeeze your poor neck.

You let out a moan as you feel Topper's hand cup your pussy. He lays another kiss on your shoulder and soon he starts moving his fingers.

Rafe pulls away and you sigh, trying to look down at Topper's hand while Rafe still holds your head steady.

Almost as if to annoy you, Rafe looks down at where you can't and smiles widely. You whine at both Topper's slow touch and Rafe's teasing and that makes Rafe's darkened eyes go back to you.

"Who gets to fuck her?"

That shouldn't have made you moan, but you're too far gone in your world of bliss to even care.

"You go." Rafe tells Topper.

Topper lets go of you suddenly and Rafe gives you another peck on the lips.

"You wanna ride Topper, baby?" He asks against your lips.

You nod with the best of your ability and he smiles again.

"Get on it, then."

You hold onto Rafe's wrist and pull your head back slightly away from his grip. Almost hesitatingly.

Your eyes fall on Topper and he has just taken a seat on the ground and is taking his shorts off.

You straddle his lap before the shorts can even go down his upper thighs and he smiles at your eagerness.

Before starting, you lean down to give him a quick kiss and he gives your hips a squeeze.

Rafe stands beside the two of you, still with his shorts on, and you look up at him. He gives you a reassuring nod and you look back down at Topper.

With one hand, you hold onto Topper's hard cock and hold it at your entrance.

Your warmth and wetness are able to make Topper let out a moan. And as you slowly sink to meet his hips with yours, Rafe has to put his hand over your mouth.

Yes, you're well hidden but people can still hear you.

You stop moving as you sit over Topper's lap and Rafe takes out his hand over your mouth. You're breathing heavy already and you lean in to have a hand over Topper's stomach.

The boys wait patiently and as soon as you feel ready, your hips start to move and Rafe makes you hold yourself back up.

Topper throws his head back as you start moving up and down and your hand reaches the top of Rafe's shorts. You tug on them and his dick springs free, making you smile at him.

He studies you seriously as you carefully take ahold of his cock and his intense stare almost makes your movements on top of Topper slow down submissively.

Topper sits up to hold you closer to him and your fist finally closes around Rafe's cock.

His tip is leaking and your thumb carefully swipes over it to collect all of his precum. His mouth opens ever so slightly as you take your thumb over to your lips and offer him a grin while sucking on it.

Rafe takes ahold of the back of your head yet he doesn't push you to do anything. You lean in, on your own, and wrap your hand back up around the base of his dick.

He throws his head back in pleasure as you take his tip onto your mouth and that's when you realize that you have stopped moving over Topper.

And he's not even bothered by it. He lays kisses on your neck as you take Rafe deeper and deeper into your mouth, right in front of his eyes, and all while your pussy pulsates around him.

He sucks onto some of the sensitive skin on your neck and gives you slight bites as you continue to pull your head in closer to Rafe.

Rafe, even though he still has a hold on the back of your head, still lets you move at your own pace, but he looks away at the sight of you sitting still.

"Don't stop riding Topper, baby, come on." He tells you.

You follow his words and restart moving up and down, letting your body rise and fall back onto Topper's lap.

He lets out little whimpers close to your ear that honestly drives you even more insane.

You pull Rafe out of your mouth, letting your hand start doing the movements around him as you try to concentrate on keeping yourself steady and hold back your moans from Topper's dick inside of you.

"Fuck, you feel so good." Topper whimpers into your ear.

You bring your mouth back to Rafe and look up at him through your lashes. He meets your gaze and you give him a little nod.

At your sign, Rafe starts pushing your mouth towards him slowly. You hollow your cheeks and relax your throat, letting him do his thing.

Topper wraps both of his arms around your torso, forcing yourself to sit more harshly over him and you moan around Rafe.

He smiles after the sensation of the vibrations of your voice and he starts moving your head faster and more roughly.

You are not even doing anything. Topper has taken full control over your movements by the hold he has on you, and Rafe is fucking your mouth.

The pleasure that has been building up at the bottom of your tummy has doubled just with the thought of what's happening.

You can still hear people's voices in the distance, as well as their laughter.

The sand is a bit harsh on your knees and the sound of the sea, not too far from you, is enough to make reawake and understand what type of situation you three are in.

Yet the sudden thought of anyone coming to look for you just gives your head the little extra thought to send you overboard.

Rafe's eyes are closed, his movements only slow down whenever you gag over how forcefully he's hitting the back of your throat, and Topper is moaning close to your ear.

You grip onto Topper's hair as you feel close to reaching your peak and he pulls away to look at you.

"You can let go, princess." He whispers at you. "Don't worry about it."

Rafe reopens his eyes at his words and pulls your mouth away from him. He takes a look at you and you look down at where your body meets with Topper's.

Your clit continuously grazes over his pelvis and you feel getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

And you're squeezing him so tight that it's also starting to bring him over the edge.

Your muffled moans over Rafe's hand again, the way you're clinging onto his hair, the way your boobs are right by his face, bouncing with your body, the sounds of your wet pussy slapping against his him... He knows that he's close.

Rafe watches the two of you with his darkened eyes and right as you try and reopen your eyes from your building-up orgasm, your eyes meet his and you finally reach it.

Your moans get louder but Rafe's hand is just enough to muffle them enough and Topper accelerates slightly, riding out your orgasm and bringing his closer.

Your eyes never leave Rafe as you breathe heavily and his hand is tight over your mouth.

Topper's hold on you tightens and you drift your eyes over to him. Rafe uncovers your mouth and you bring Topper into a kiss. You muffle his moans with it and right as you do it, you feel the ropes of his cum coating your inner walls.

You pull away and he breathes heavily against your lips, looking at you with half-closed eyes, lost in the moment.

Rafe's hand, the one that has been sitting on the back of your head, moves, and pets your hair comfortingly.

You look up at him and your heart tightens at the fact that he hasn't even come yet and he's being all careful and soft with you. Very unlike him during these sorts of situations.

"Do you want me to ride you?"

Rafe considers saying 'no' due to you looking too tired, but your pulling onto his hand tells him otherwise.

"Sit." You tell him.

You lift from Topper's lap as Rafe sits down and you quickly straddle him. Your hands cup his face, seeing the soft look he has, and give him a kiss.

You slide him inside of you, not letting even one drop of Topper's cum drip off you, and you let your pussy adjust to his bigger size before starting to move.

Your mouth had already made Rafe get close to his peak, with all your moans and how far he was able to take you. But your pussy, god, Rafe already feels like he's falling apart.

You move at a rhythm similar to the one you were doing with Topper and you can already Rafe twitch inside of you.

"Come inside of me, please." You sigh in Rafe's ear.

He squeezes onto your waist, but not to hold you steady, if anything, it just to encourage you into moving further.

You bring him into a kiss just like Topper and then you feel him come. His face almost creates a frown and he holds onto you closer to him.

You slow down your movements as you feel his muscles spasm very, very slightly at the overstimulation under you.

Your sweaty chests are attached to one another and you close your eyes for a second as you feel him relax against you.

After a few seconds, you give him a peck on the lips and look over at Topper while Rafe rests his head onto your shoulder, feeling out of breath.

"Does this complete your wish?" Topper asks Rafe playfully.

He raises his head from your shoulder and looks at him.

"We can always go further whenever they all pass out." He answers while pointing at your friend group in the distance.

"What? Around the fire?" You ask.

"I heard having sex in the water is like in the pool." Topper lifts his eyebrows as he speaks.

Rafe looks at you in question and you can't help but laugh.

"You two are unbelievable."

Is this good? I'm never confident in my smut. I feel like I sped it up too much and gave it too much plot. 

Lmk what you think! (Pls)