Your Honour How Can I Be Mad At Him When Hes So Sexy

your honour how can i be mad at him when hes so sexy

what about reader cleaning up rafe’s wounds after a fight but due their high differences he picks her up on the bathroom counter and won’t stop touching her thighs

“Rafe, you can’t be getting in fights at your age, especially because you have such a great girlfriend…” you pouted as you stood on your tip toes to reach the cut on his eyebrow. He looks at you and scoffs lightly.

“I can’t take you seriously like this,” he mutters, then grabs your hips and places you on the bathroom counter gently. You were flustered, naturally, but it only grew when he slid his hands from their original position to the new one on your thighs.

You felt the blood rush to your face as you continued to clean up his wounds. “You know, if you look like this, I’d kill to see the other guy.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm, you’ve almost never lost a fight in your whole life, so if you look this bad, I bet the other guy is fucked.”

As you were talking, Rafe started moving his hands up and down your thigh repeatedly, a nervous habit you’d notice he’d do after a fight.

“You okay?” You stopped your movement, worrying you might have hurt the wound.

“If I asked you to do something for me, would you do it?”

“Depends, but nine times out of ten, yes.”

He sighed and pulled you closer with your thighs. “If I asked you to hurry this up so I can take these off,” he toyed with the hem of your shorts, “and make you feel good, would you?”

You grabbed the first aid kit, “I’m almost finished, but we can multitask, can’t we?”

him in this interview ♡♡✧⁠*⁠。

and gif 4 is him being a cocky little shit that know hes about to get his way with her OH THE WAY YOURE AN ACTUAL GENIUS

rafe and his north face jacket. thats it. thats the post. like if you agree.

LMAO NO YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THIS

but then again i think anything you write is worthy to be put up in the louvre so where do we go from here

not to be 'welcome to my twisted mind' or anything but im reading the most messed up book i've read in my life, obsessively rewatching the most fucked up movie i've ever seen, only listening to my fav disturbing album, cracking the sylvia plath out and i'm like oh why is it so hard to get into a writing romance mood at the minute? girl the call is coming from inside the house...

Then i’m wrapping myself up in a pretty bow to gift myself as a present🥰

christmas came early😳😳😳 santa def heard me wishing for the most talented brilliant wife i could ever ask for

Does that mean you’re going to do a couples massage with me👀

Also i’m safe! It thankfully passed right where I live, just really bad storms the rest of the night

uh huh damn right and i would so totally get you a diamond necklace with initials on it just saying😳

so glad youre safe and sound and if you want anyone to hold you thru the storms i am free friday night