Stepbro Rafe Hcs!

stepbro rafe hcs!

Warnings: stepcest, dub-con, reader’s lowkey a bimbo, light smut, pervy behavior, DARK CONTENT, jealousy.

a/n: this is my first post so please be nice and as always mdni!

stepbrother! rafe who was always a little too touchy with you, holding your hips to move you out of his way, caressing your head when you did something right, placing his hand on your thigh as you sat next to him at family dinner, making you his personal eye candy at parties, making his friends envious, and making their shorts tighten at your cleavage as they watched you lean down and pick something up for Rafe.

You dismissed it as casual affection because you were just relieved that your intimidating big evil stepbrother liked you.

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A shiver ran through you as you felt Rafe’s fingers graze your spine as he pulls down the zipper, and you see him lick his lips at the sight of your boobs spilling out of your push-up bra.

You gasp when he unhooks it in one swift motion making it pool at your feet, and you bite your lip as his finger reaches out to brush over your hardened nipple.

stepbro! Rafe always carries drags you back to his room when you've had a little too much to drink, stripping you and changing your clothes so you can wear his, so you know better than to protest as his gaze hungrily travels down your half-naked body, swallowing roughly when your palms reach up to squeeze your boobs as a protection against the cold air and cock twitching when you look up at him through your lashes and whine for him to give you his shirt already.

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stepbro! rafe wrapped your lace panties around his hardening cock, getting off to your pictures, in his defense, you did ask him to take a good picture of you and perhaps he took a few extra for himself. You didn't mind because you were wearing the miniskirt he bought you as an act of reconciliation after he beat up that touron for talking to you, so it's not entirely his fault that he took a few in different angles. That's what a nice stepbrother does, right?

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stepbro! rafe who takes you shopping on the mainland where he buys you the skimpiest little skirts he can think of, skirts that he knows will undoubtedly hike up when you bend over, as well as some lace lingerie sets that would flash through your see-through shirts.

He usually follows you into the dressing room as you change, observing you with a hungry glare. He means well, of course; after all, who else is going to assist you in undressing?

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drunk or coked out stepbro! Rafe who slips into your room at night under the guise of just checking in on his stepsister, and before you know it he’s grinding against you,and being the good and obedient, step sister that you are, you grind back into him knowing that he just needs to relieve some tension. However, you squeeze your thighs together in an effort to stop him when he inserts his hand between them,

“Rafe …. but mom and dad?”

Sighing, he moves in closer and says, "Look, I just need you right now, okay?" and with that, he grabs your hand and presses it against his bulge. “This is what you do to me” he groans. You relent some not wanting to upset him he’s your favorite person after all and you just want to help him, it's what good stepsisters do right? And you let his hand make its way into your shorts, calloused fingers teasing your clit, “fuck so wet for me angel” he mumbles kissing you on the sweet spot right under your ear, and when you hear his belt unbuckle and hand snake his way around your throat you know you're in for a long night.

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hello it’s me again. this time i can’t stop thinking about the first time rafe comes in you.

i mean, imagine how hot it would be? 

it would start with you sucking rafe’s dick on the sofa all slow and lazily, the sound of your wet mouth turning him on. then, you’d get up and straddle him, hands intertwining with his.

“i want you to come inside me.” you’d casually say as you slide down onto his cock.

to say the least, rafe’s shocked. 

although, it’s not totally out of nowhere; the idea had been brought up in conversation before. he made sure you were both safe and ready when the time came. 

but he still hadn’t expected you to bring it up right this moment.

and it’s the way you stare into his eyes with determination as you say it. the seriousness lacing the tone of your voice as you bounced and grinded on his dick.

“give it to me,” you say, dragging the approval out of your boyfriend. your mind already set on making him come in you; just utterly relentless — merciless even. “i want it.”

it doesn’t matter how much he tries to hold out, he’s helpless under your touch. the thought of him coming inside you is enough to push him to the brink, and the way he watches your tits bounce as you fuck yourself on him doesn’t help his case either.

you drag your nails across his chest, moaning in pleasure when you see the familiar furrow of his brows. 

“you gonna come in my pussy?” you tease.

“uh huh.” he grits out, hands squeezing tight on your hips.

you’re watching him — watching the way his muscles flex beneath your fingertips, watching the way he breathes shakily, and you feel a rush of heat pour into you while his strong arms hold you down his dick.

“fuck, baby.” he mumbles into your hair, releasing inside you. “feels so good…”

you wriggle your hips a bit and he loosens his grip, feeling how soaked you are, full of his load. it makes you clench around him, the current sensitivity drawing out a small noise from rafe. though it’s soon replaced by a breathily laugh as he abruptly lifts you off his cock.

it’s an entire new feeling altogether.

it’s the way rafe’s hands grip right under your ass, fingers spreading your pussy open as he lifts you; the mixture of your arousal and his come leaking out and trickling down your thigh.

you watch your boyfriend stare at you in awe as you try to collect as much of it on your finger before lifting it to your mouth to taste it. 

& before you know it, you feel his own fingers pushing back into your cunt.

he stares at his glistening digits pumping slowly in and out of you, and when you lean back with your hands flat on his thighs, he starts to finger you properly, one vein in his arm popping just as he makes you come.

you settle back onto his lap and you kiss him hard, grinding up on his dick.

“fuck me again, rafey.” you’d plead in a whisper, lips brushing up against his as he carefully picks you up and pushes you onto your back, sliding his fingers up and down your dripping slit before replacing them with the head of his cock, rubbing your arousal around as he pushes it back in for another round.

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getaway

Warnings (18+): addiction, drinking, drug use, arguing, domestic violence, no smut but sexual language

Tags: dark!rafe cameron, angst, cursing, betrayal, praise kink, attempted break up?

Summary: while on vacation with the cameron’s, rafe decides to devote a day to spoiling you. Everything was going great up until rafe gets caught doing something that changes the trajectory of your relationship.

WC: 3.2k

Notes: AHH this is my first fic in yearss, a little stand alone fic to warm up. pls reblog or give me feedback. hope you guys enjoy and again please lmk your thoughts.

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Your mind wandered as you gazed through your passenger window, taking in the glistening waves. Vacationing in the Bahamas wasn't what you anticipated for your summer, if anything you had been leaning towards doing an internship. However you were only able to entertain that idea for a small period of time, before Rafe roped you into his family's plans. 

“Any special plans for the summer, hun?” Ward’s gaze landed on you as he sat at the head of the dinner table. You swallowed swiftly. 

“I’m still figuring it out. I’m thinking about an internship program but haven't quite decided on it yet.” You smiled. 

“I still think you should come with us.” Rafe muttered as he gave your thigh a squeeze. You playfully rolled your eyes in response to that. A few weeks before this he had asked you along but you told him maybe and that it all depended on the internship.. 

“I agree with Rafe on this one hun. You’re a good girl, always working hard you deserve the getaway. Plus we always love having your company around, you’re family to us.” 

“besides It’ll be fun,” Rafe moved his hand from your thigh to caress the small of your back.

You remembered how your heart softened at Ward’s confession, how could you have said no after that? 

The feeling of Rafe’s hand moving up your inner thigh, pulled you out of your thoughts. 

“Where are we going?” you softly asked, hands gently stroking up and down his arm. “I can't handle this anticipation” You glanced at him in hopes of an answer, but the most he gave you was a smug grin as his eyes stayed focused on the road.

His eyes drifted from the road to take in your appearance. “You know you look so pretty right now.” The evasive complement made you squint, and he chuckled. 

 “Quit worrying, I’m gonna take care of you. Don't I always?”

“Yeah, But-”

“I’m not telling you. Alright?” he squeezed your thigh “I just want some alone time with my baby, is that so wrong?”

The secret destination ended up being a luxurious beachfront restaurant. Live music flowed through the space while you ate, and once you were both satisfied, he took you down to the beach. You sat there in his arms watching the sunset, talking and laughing about random stuff. 

You turned around and kissed his cheek. You were really appreciative of him, and proud of his growth throughout your relationship.

“One more place I wanna take you tonight” he kissed your lips before pulling you up and dusting the sand off of your ass. 

The drive wasn't long, and at some point you registered that you were somewhere in Rafe’s neighborhood. You briefly stared at the Cameron house as Rafe drove past it. He made a couple more turns before finally parking in an expansive driveway. When he got out of the car you noticed how many cars were parked there too. He opened your door and the faint sound of music filled your ears. You immediately realized it was a party, and you weren't quite sure how you felt about that fact. You figured he noticed your uneasiness too by the way his brow furrowed. 

“What's wrong beautiful?” his hand instantly caressed over your jaw, and his eyes softened into yours. Your eyes strayed from his to look at the house. 

You pondered for a second, not able to ignore your feelings. “Do you think this is a good idea? I don't know, I feel like it’s too soon”. His eyes flitted down to your lap.

“Mfine, ok.” he grumbled. 

“I know you are, it's just-” 

“Do you trust me?” his eyes peered into yours, hand settling on your knee. 

“You know I trust you”   

“So don't make this harder than it needs to be. When I heard about this, I couldn't help but remember how much you enjoyed these things. I miss seeing that side of you.” he rubbed at your thigh  “I’m better now, I promise.”

He made a point, you always had a good time at parties, they were a fun way for you to destress. But, the last one you guys attended had the opposite effect. He had gotten so high that night, resulting in nothing good. Top and Kelce tried to stop him from relentlessly laying into some pogue, as you stood in shock. You didn't even know why they got into it but you knew that he probably would have beaten the pogue to death if it weren't for the distant sirens. That night was your wake up call, and Rafe’s too when you told him that you couldn't be with him if he kept getting high and acting like that. That he needed help. He promised to you that night that he would get clean, and since he had been much better. 

“Mkay, but you have to make me that one drink” 

“That’s my girl, I’ll get you whatever you want.” he smirked before his lips attached to yours. Your lips moved against his desperately, whimpering when his tongue slowly swirled against your own. Before you could really process the absence from your lips, wet kisses were being placed along the column of your neck. When he pulled away you slightly shifted in your seat, becoming very aware of the warmth growing in you. “Cmon, I don't want you missing out on the party.”

The environment was practically identical to figure 8. Fancy house, endless amounts of alcohol, variations of kooks, and a lot of drugs. You decided to not worry over it though, trusting your boyfriend in his new found sobriety. While he was making your drink he told you about these parties being a big deal during the summer, and how glad he was to be at one with you.

It was later on, a few drinks into the night and you were having a really good time. The alcohol and music were compelling you to move with ease against Rafe, and his hands never left your body. You tilted your back into his torso, grinding your ass into his pelvis to the rhythm of the music. 

“Cameron?!” A voice called over the music, and  you tilted your head to find some guy approaching you both. He was holding an arm out to greet your boyfriend. Rafe hesitantly, let go of you to give the man a bro hug. 

“Shit, I was just thinking about you man. Long time no see.” Rafe spoke happily.. 

“Fuck dont I know man. You doin good? You need anything? You know I always got you.” the guy grinned, not really acknowledging your presence. 

“I’m doing good, I actually wanted to talk to you about something.” Rafe paused leaning into your body to whisper. “I’ll be right back, gonna catch up real quick.” You nodded and he planted a kiss on your forehead before following the chatty guy outside. You didn't reflect much on the haste interaction and went back to dancing when a favorite song of yours started playing.

No more than ten minutes passed before he had found his way back to you, oddly enough the other man was nowhere to be found. Rafe’s lips were on yours almost immediately with a needy kiss while he brought you into a tight embrace.

 “You’ve been driving me fucking crazy in this dress all day. You know that though, don't you?” His hands fell to your ass, grabbing at it. Your insides were immediately tingly at that. “I love showing everyone that you're mine” he confessed before sloppily kissing you.

You danced together for a bit more until you became aware of your bladder being full. “Rafe, I have to pee” you whined. Hand in hand he swiftly ushered you up some stairs, music fading as you made your way up them. 

“Rafey. Thank you for tonight and everything, you're so good to me, always taking care of me.” You drunkenly rambled. 

“M-glad you're having fun beautiful” He twisted at some door knobs cursing when discovering they were locked. 

When he found an unlocked room he quickly pulled you in with him. He swiftly locked the door before pressing you against it. His eyes roamed all over your face and lips before crashing his lips into yours. You loved the fact that he couldn't resist you, it was wrecking you. 

“Need you right now baby” He broke away, lips finding your neck, and teeth biting at your soft skin. Your brain was practically empty at this point, moans slipping out at his touch. His hands were finding their way up your dress, rubbing over your soaked panties when you remembered what you came up here for. You softly pressed your hands against his chest.

“Wait, wait.” You breathily pleaded, pushing him back “I’ll be just a second ok?”

After relieving yourself you checked your reflection. You fixed some stray pieces of hair and tugged your dress down. You hadn't realized it was this short when you tried it on a couple days ago. You hadn't remembered much about the dress though. You only remembered showing it to Rafe in the dressing room along with him shoving it up and taking you against the mirror. Needy for release and content with how you looked, you opened the bathroom door.

You immediately looked at the bed assuming he would be there waiting for you. When you didn't find him your eyes traveled to the other side of the room, where he stood with his back to you. You were about to say something when you recognized faint sniffles. Immediately a pit started growing in your stomach. He wouldn't. You didn't want to entertain your thoughts, but another sniffle traveled to your ears accompanied by the faint sound of a crumpling plastic bag. 

You were instantly sobered, rushed with too many feelings at once. Pain, betrayal, disappointment, anger. One of the many emotions finally pushed you to speak.

“How long?” your voice barely came out. His head quickly turned before the rest of his body quickly followed. His mouth was agape as he frantically wiped his nose. 

“Babe, listen” he strode towards you.

“Don't Rafe. Tell me how long.” You crossed your arms over your chest, anxiously clutching at your forearms.

“It's not what it looks like.” He reached out to you but you recoiled at the thought of his touch. His hands fell to his sides at your rejection.

“I’m not stupid Rafe. How. Long.” You glared at him. His eyes frantically wandered around the room before his glossy eyes connected with yours. You knew what that guilty look meant. You felt sick to your stomach.

“Oh my God.” you whispered to yourself,  maybe you were stupid. “Are you serious? Did you ever get clean?”

“Baby, I know I fucked up ok. I-I-” 

“This isnt just a fuck up Rafe. You have been lying to me for who knows how long about being sober. I trusted you.” A tear fell down your cheek, allowing many others to follow. “I’m going back to the house.” You began your exit.

“Babe. Babe.” He reached out to grab your wrists, anxiously rubbing them before you pulled back.

“Don't call me that. You promised me you would stop, I fucking told you how I felt about it. You knew how important this was to me, for us.” your voice broke while tears streamed down your face.

“I’m going to fix this ok.” his eyes were searching yours “ok?”

“I don't believe you!” you snapped. “Just earlier you convinced me to come in here by lying straight to my face. Do you know how fucked up that is?” you scoffed. “Especially because it was coming from a place of genuine concern. I don't know if I can even trust you anymore.” he stood there jaw twitching 

“You weren't supposed to know,” he mumbled.

“Fuck you.” You breathed out, as you left the room. 

You rushed down the stairs, needing to get outside. The fresh air helped you catch your breath and you quickly decided that you would walk back to the Cameron house. You hated involving other people in your mess but you had to call Sarah to unlock the door for you when you arrived. When she opened it her eyes traveled over your state and she simply brought you into a hug. 

When you got into the bedroom, you kicked your shoes off and slid against the side of the bed. It all hurt so much. His ability to hide something so big from you hurt the most. Maybe you didn't really know him. You sat there for a while raking through your memories trying to decipher if there were any signs you missed.

All of a sudden you heard the front door slam. Not long after you heard Ward’s raised voice. 

“Rafe?! Are you high right now?!” You got up and went into the bathroom not wanting to hear the rest of what was about to ensue. You locked the door behind you, and sat on the toilet cover. 

As you tried to gather your breaths you heard him enter the room. There was a brief moment of silence before the bathroom knob rattled. 

He spoke your name, “Open the door. Please.” You could hear it in his voice that he was a mess, desperation seeping through the door. 

You hesitantly got up and opened the door. 

“Look I know, I know what I did was wrong and I’m gonna make it right. You gotta listen to me though, I’m in control babe. I can quit whenever I want.” you sighed. “You can't deny that I changed, I still got better for you baby, I stopped fighting.” He stood in the door frame, towering over you.

You looked up into his eyes and his pupils were blown. It was so hard being around him when he was like this, you couldn't handle it everything was becoming overwhelming. You attempted to sidle past him but he blocked your path.

“Don't do that.” His eyes went dark. “Don't walk away from me, ok? You can't keep ignoring me” he scowled.

“I’m not ignoring you, I just don't want to do this with you right now. Please move so I can change?.” His eyes roamed over your figure, then his tongue swiped over his lip as he nodded.

“Can't believe you walked home dressed like this” he reached up playing with your dress strap. “Could've gotten kidnapped or hurt, but maybe you wanted that kind of attention.” You shoved him out of your way, neglecting his calls of your name as you began sifting through your clothes.

“You give me no fucking credit huh? I told you I haven't gotten into any fights since that night, that shows something doesn't it?” he slurred.

“Yeah fine. whatever you say Rafe” you muttered, bending to slip on a pair of sweats. Suddenly you felt a tight searing pain on your arm, spinning you around.

“Ow! What the hell Rafe?!! That hurts!” His hold didn’t relent as he got in your face.

“You think you're a saint or something? Think you're so perfect?” His other hand came up grasping your jaw, forcing your eye contact. “Are you aware of  how fucking suffocating you can be? Making excuses for us to not go out, like you dont fucking love it. Want to know how I know baby?” He smugly laughed and you whimpered  in silence, biting your tongue. “Because every one of those nights ended with your wet cunt squeezing my cock, moaning for me like a little slut.” He finally released you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You spat at him, while gently rubbing your arm. “See this is why I can't do this.” Your vision blurred from your tears, as he paced mumbling incoherently. You quickly put a hoodie and some slippers on, needing to get away from this version of Rafe. 

You left the room and walked towards the patio door, sliding through to go sit on the private beach. You were in genuine shock. He had never touched you like that before. Never spoke to you like that either. Yeah you had seen him get like this towards others but he had never aimed it at you. Your brain had wondered for a while about your relationship. Your worries slowed eventually, just enough to let sleep sweep in.

You slowly woke up. 

You were confused as to why you were  laying under bed covers, you remembered falling asleep on the beach. You observed your surroundings a little more, and came to the conclusion that you were in your shared room. The person you shared it with however was nowhere to be found. You could only assume he took you from the beach last night. 

You sighed and  got up to go to the bathroom. You blankly stared at yourself in the mirror. You weren't recognizable to yourself. Your eyes were extremely puffed, your arm an ugly shade of purple, and a numb expression masked your face. You made your way out of the bathroom to grab some clothes for a shower, you felt gross.

You stopped in your tracks when you saw his figure sitting on the bed. You must have missed hearing him come back in. 

He was looking up at you with those familiar soft blue eyes, the ones that you had loved. You could tell he’d been crying too. You took a seat near him, feeling somewhat comfortable. Maybe because it felt like you knew this version of him. 

“M-sorry baby. I’m so sorry. You know I didn't mean any of that” His hand found your cheek, you were so confused by him now. 

His hand slid to your jaw, tilting your head up needing you to look at him. His eyes searched yours for forgiveness.“I’m gonna get my shit together. I will. I’m gonna get help. But you can't- please don't leave. I need you.”

“You hurt me, really bad. I told you I can't be with you like this. I need time.” you whispered.

“No no no. Don't do this. Please beautiful.” He shook his head. “I can't do this without you. I love you. M- sorry that I hurt you.”

“I don't know, maybe we can figure it out,” he let out a breath of relief as his eyes glossed over. “but, I still need space and time, it's going to take a lot for me to be able to trust you again”

“I'm going to get it together this time, I’ll show you. I promise”

He pulled you into a tight hug like he wasn't ever going to let you go. You wished you could believe in his promise but it was too late. In some weird fucked up way you felt bad for lying to him right then about figuring things out, but you had to. You literally had nowhere else to go right now. 

His lips connected with yours, and you briefly kissed him back before pulling away. You cared about him, but you had already decided on what you were going to do once you got back to Kildare.

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