Hiii I Saw Your Requests Are Open And I Was Wondering, If You Have Time Can I Request Piss Kink With

hiii i saw your requests are open and i was wondering, if you have time can i request piss kink with luke castellan or rafe cameron!!! ( i feel kinda embarrassed requesting this but it’s lowkey hot 😭😭) p.s love your writing babes, and take your time!!!

In which Boyfriend!Rafe comes home late from work and finds you in his shirt, unable to keep his hands off.

Warnings: Piss kink, slight overstimulation, daddy kink, sub!reader

A/N: You guys made me so fricking happy with these asks...this is my first smut one-shot with over 1k words, I hope it's up to your liking!

Words: 1.4k

18+ mdni

"Sweetheart..."

Rafe whispered, not wanting to wake you up but God you looked so angelic, so delicate, lying on your stomach as you slept, hands tucked in below your chest to cup your tits so you could be a little more comfortable. Your shirt, technically Rafe's was riding up your legs, exposing the pretty ass that Rafe was addicted to.

You stirred, rolling over, eyes opening to peer into his blue ones.

"Rafe..."

You whispered, small smile growing on your groggy, tired face. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. He chuckles and places a soft kiss on your lips, fingers stroking your balmy skin.

"Missed you..." You whispered in between kisses. He smiles and kisses down your throat, his hold on your thighs tightening as he spread them apart.

"I missed you too princess..."

You involuntarily pressed your legs together, realizing you had to pee. You loosened yourself from his grasp. "Rafe I need to go to the washroom..."

He smirked. He fucking looked up, smirking like a devil.

"That's too bad baby...." He whispers as he forces your legs apart again, hand slipping to your underwear, caressing your slit over it.

"R-rafe stop..." You squirmed away from him, tightening yourself as you tried not to pee on the bed. "I really need to go..."

Rafe kisses your inner thigh, holding you firmly as he kisses all the way up to your stomach, bringing his hand up to your tummy as he presses down on it. You yelp, tears springing to your eyes at the bursting but oddly pleasurable sensation.

"Rafe please..." You whispered, helpless as a few drops stained your lacy underwear already. Rafe traced the pretty wet spot, biting down on his lip.

"Gotta beg for it baby..."

You whined, hiding your face in your hands as you tried so hard to keep it in. Tears streamed down your eyes.

"Rafe please! I need to go real bad just let me go please-"

"Then go."

Rafe mutters, pulling your panties down to reveal your pussy. He looks at it hungrily, as if he was ready to devour. His grip on your inner thighs stays. He wasn't planning on leaving you.

"You're not letting me go!

You cried put, breathing heavily, tightening your core so that you don't lose control.

"I told you to let go. I didn't say I would let you go..." His shit eating smirk said it all—his fingers playing with your puffy bud while you cried and writhed under his grip, testing his patience. He growled, his hand reaching down to spank your ass.

"Fucking behave slut. You don't want daddy to get angry do you?" He murmured in your ear, licking and biting your ear lobe. Your bottom lip trembled as your eyes filled up with fresh tears.

"I-I'm sorry daddy..." You whisper hoarsely, looking down. Rafe smiles, massaging the spot he spanked you while his other hand comes up to your tummy again, pressing down.

"Come on angel, relax for me will ya? Just let go." He whispers as you screw your eyes shut. When you don't reply, he lets out a sigh.

"Have it your way."

He dug into your pussy, tongue mercilessly sucking and licking, reaching inside your hole while his thumb reached up to rub figure eights on the bundle of nerves bordering your vagina. You screamed, your fingers finding Rafe's hair as the knot in your stomach tightened, your bladder threatening to release its load.

"Rafe!" You whimpered, moving around as he proceeded to shove his finger into your tighetened hole, the cold metal of his gold signet ring providing extra stimulation to your core.

You were close. Dangerously close. And Rafe had never been one to hold back and give you a break.

He came up to press his lips to yours, tongue exploring your mouth, teeth biting your swollen bottom lip as he rammed his finger into you.

"Can my princess take another finger?" You shook your head, shaking for the life of you but he just chuckled, adding another finger to the mix and bringing his face in between your thighs again.

It was too much. Your orgasm hit you like a freight train, your bladder releasing for a good whole minute, your jucies and your piss mixed, dripping all over Rafe's face as he lapped up the excess from your pussy and your inner thighs. You looked at him, horrified about what you'd done.

"Oh my God..." You whispered, embarrassed, trying to escape the bed and run out but Rafe held you down, coming up to eye level with you.

"Did I say you could move?" He growled pinching your sensitive clit. He rubs his fingers all over your pussy, gathering your juices along with your piss. He puts it in his mouth, licking his fingers clean as he sighs with contentment.

"Tastes so fucking good princess..." You looked up at him in disbelief, your cunt producing more slick as he said those words. Rafe just smirked as he unzipped his pants and pulled his boxers down, revealing his hard dick, the swollen red tip already leaking precum. He ripped off your (his) shirt from your torso, massaging your tits with one hand before putting his hands on your waist.

"Flip over angel."

You rolled over to your stomach, unsure if you were disgusted by yourself for peeing on Rafe's face or turned on as fuck by Rafe's indulgence and attraction towards it. You decided on the latter, feeling the moisture gather up between your legs. 

Rafe took in a shaky breath, tracing his thumb on your tighter hole above your pussy, wanting so badly to just insert his finger in. But now was not the time. He moved his hand lower, gathering up the slick and groaning.

"So wet for me..." He whispers, bringing his face down to lick up a stripe, causing you to hide your face in the pillow and moan. He comes up, giving his cock a few pumps before he slams into you, no warning. You cry out loudly, gripping the sheets and biting the pillow, screwing your eyes shut when he brings his thumb to mess with your clit.

Rafe groans loudly, your pussy feeling like a fucking wet sauna clinging to his cock as he rammed into you. He grabbed your hair, yanking you so that your torso rose up, your back to his chest.

"Come on angel give me another one yeah? Tell me how it feels, daddy's cock inside your wet, slippery pussy?"

You moaned, Rafe's hand immediately coming down to deliver a smack on your ass when you didn't reply immediately. You whined, hands coming behind to grab his legs as you managed to scream out.

"Feels so good d-daddy! F-feels so full!"

You were breathing heavily, hiccuping as tears slid down your face, contorted in pleasure. Rafe slammed into your pussy harder, repeatedly hitting the spongy spot inside you that made you clench around his cock, gripping on to his thighs.

"I-I'm so-"

You couldn't finish, a loud moan ripping through your body as Rafe presses his fingers on to your clit, rubbing figures to drive you crazy.

"Wanna cum sweetheart? Fuckin' hold it. Wanna cum with you." Rafe groans, nearing his orgasm, thrusts slowing down but becoming harder and knocking the breath out of you each time.

"Is my slut gonna let daddy piss inside of her? Return the favor huh?" 

He rubbed your clit faster and your chest heaved, struggling to speak. "Yes daddy plea-please, I need it!" You cried out, your head falling to the crook of his neck, unable to support yourself anymore.

You reached your second orgasm, so tight around him that he ejaculated his load into you, hot sticky ropes coating your walls. He stayed inside till he filled you up with his urine, yellow liquid mixing with both of your whites. 

You let yourself fall on the pillow, your body feeling like a pile of goo. Your eyelids close with exhaustion, the orgasms having destroyed your senses. Rafe smiled and softly kissed the back of your head, leaving kisses down your back until he finally pulled out, carefully cupping your core in place with his hand.

You hum as you feel his palm on your sensitive pussy, sending excessive stimulation to pulse through your core.

"What are you doing?" You ask tiredly, shuddering as he uses two fingers to shove the liquid that was leaking out back inside your hole. He smiles, bringing the two fingers to his mouth to suck it clean.

"Can't let anything leak out now, can I princess?"

One night only...right?

In which you and Natasha are on a mission and lose all communication from Shield, forcing you to stay at a motel.

Warnings: Smut, tribbing, fingering, edging, mommy kink, oral f receiving, slight mentions of injury

Words: 2.6k

18+ mdni

"All clear" 

Nat whispers, pressing the earpiece to hear your response. 

"They're heading your way, Romanoff. I see thermal signatures of three." You mumble, looking at the small screen attached to your sleeve. "Stay on comms. I'll come in when you need me to."

Natasha smirks, her eyes flitting to the entrance of the room, waiting for the incoming. Rubbing her lips together, almost hungrily, she mutters...

"I'd like to make you come in other ways sweetheart."

You blush furiously, so glad Natasha couldn't see you right now. Before you could even respond, you heard the voice of the one and only Nick Fury, who was sitting back at base, guiding you through the mission. Your mission was to take down agents from a small organization that had recently popped out of nowhere, following the Hydra framework and belief that SHIELD and the Avengers knew all too well. They were on a mission to recover important information from an old hydra facility. Your job was to get your hands on it first.

"Focus on the mission, Romanoff; you can go back to your y/n fantasies later."

Fury's voice rings in your ears, bringing you back to reality. 

"Oh, I'm sure she wasn't, uh, fantasizing about me. Just an offhand comment, right?" You whispered unsurely, laughing nervously.

"Oh angel, I was doing much more than just fantasizing."

Normally you would blush and laugh it off, completely oblivious (maybe a little aware) of Natasha's advances, but you saw a flickering movement on your screen that made you squint, zooming in on the building schematics.

"Nat on your right, you have incoming through entrance four. I count 2, one armed, one strapped."

You widened your eyes, making sure you were looking at the signatures properly.

"Strapped to a bomb vest, Natasha, do not engage!" You yelled into the mouthpiece frantically, sprinting towards the room she was in. You neared entrance four, kicking down the other guy while you gingerly approached the human bomb, threatening to blow at any second.

"Romanoff, we need to evacuate. Where are you!?" You utter desperately, watching as the bomb vest turns red hot and the man dressed in it grins maniacally.

"Right behind you," Natasha knocks out a man who had gone unnoticed and was right behind you, peering at his figure on the ground. You hadn't even realized that someone was behind, let alone someone who was probably planning to blow you up. Natasha wraps her arm around your waist urgently, looking at the live bomb.

"Run"

You both sped across the hallways, her protective hold on your body tightening with every turn. You didn't slow down as you ran out of the facility, not looking back once.

"GET DOWN!"

Natasha screamed, pushing you to the ground and covering your body with hers. You heard a loud reverberation that echoed for so long that it felt like hours.

A few more minutes passed before she let up. You rolled around on your back, looking up at her tiredly to see a shit-eating grin on her face.

"This is not how I imagined we'd be when we laid down together for the first time."

At this, you giggled, looking away. She offered you a hand, and you took it, your hair bouncing as you got up.

You reached to tap your earpiece, wanting to let Fury know you're both safe. You pressed it, only to hear static. You took it out and groaned to see that it was broken. You looked toward Natasha to see her having the same luck. The vibrations from the explosion and the frantic escape must have damaged it. You sighed and looked around.

"Where's our ride? Do we go back to base?"

Natasha looks at you guiltily. "Well..." You widen your eyes, shooting her a wary glance.

"Nat...."

"I was supposed to call for the quintjet through comms. We have no forms of communication left to call Fury."

"Wh-UGH what about the bike?"

She looks around, examining every nook and corner of the destroyed facility and the grounds around it. "It blew up". You groaned, looking away from her, dread filling your heart. You had never been stranded before. You were a young avenger, comparatively new one. You bit your lip and surveyed the ground underneath you.

Natasha looks at you sympathetically. "We can't go back y/n. This just got way more serious than it should be. We need that intel, whoever it's with. And we need to find out why they would blow up their own facility. What were they hiding in here?" She thought out loud. "We'll have to camp out here for a few. Even if we had a means of transportation or communication, we would have to stay to figure this out."

You nod reluctantly. Friend or not, Natasha was still your senior. You looked into the pitch black sky. "Where do we start?"

She lets out a laugh, looking you over. "I might be tough on you hon, but I'm not a monster. We're gonna get some rest, recuperate and prepare, starting with stitching that ugly cut up."

Natasha brings her hand to your cheek, a borderline concerned look on her face. You tensed up. You hadn't even realized you were hurt.

She gently traced the pad of her thumb below the lacerated skin, her eyebrows pinched together. You observe her face, which was practically glowing, even in the darkness of the night. She blinked, as if put out of a trance when she notices you staring. She withdraws her hand, almost hesitantly (you notice) and cleare her throat.

"Uh...l-let's go look for a motel to spend the night at huh?" You caught a glance of the faint blush that spread on her cheeks, right before she turned away, walking quickly. You stood there, dumbfounded.

Natasha fucking Romanoff was...nervous?

You shook your head, laughing softly. "Wait for me!" You rushed behind Natasha, who was practically speed walking by now.

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You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, wrapped up in a towel. You'd just gotten out of the shower, the gash on your cheek pulsing. You winced, letting out a few yelps of pain as you a attempted to put a measly bandaid on it. You hear three loud knocks an you jump, your knuckle hitting the cut.

"Fuck!" You screamed. Hearing the noise, Natasha barged in, gun in her hand.

"Are you okay?" She asked, eyes suddenly fixated on the towel hugging your body.

"I was until you knocked on the door, making me hit my cheek!" You huffed out, annoyed. Natasha chuckled and put her gun down.

"I just wanted to ask if you need help sweetheart. And apparently, you do.." She peered at the bandaid on your face. "You don't put bandaids on cuts like that sweetheart."

You looked at yourself in the mirror, then at Nat, suddenly feeling so stupid as you look down at the first aid kit in your hands.

"I-I didn't have anything else..."

Natasha smiles, caressing your side gently. "You'll need stitches princess." She takes out her own first aid kit, finding the sterilized needle and thread she kept.

"Will you get on the counter for me sweetheart?"

Natasha was taller than you, so it made sense for you to sit on the counter so that she could stitch you up more easily. You felt your cheeks get hot at her choice of words but get on the counter anyway, clutching your towel as it ridea up your legs.

She starts working on the cheek carefully and gently, inserting herself between your legs. You screw your eyes shut at the pain, needing something to hold on to as you grip her thigh, digging your nails into her flesh. She let out words of appreciation, hating to see you in pain.

"Almost done princess, just hang on..."

She whispers, doing the last stitch, finally cutting up the thread to look at you.

"All done sweetheart, you can open your eyes now."

You let go of a breath you didnt realize you were holding, as you turn to look in the mirror, inspecting your cheek. You look at Nat in the mirror, who was already looking at you. You felt your throat go dry as you looked into her eyes.

"T-thank you..." You stuttered out, looking back at her. She smiled and put the things back in the first aid kid, not moving away as her thigh rested dangerously close to your almost exposed pussy. You felt Natasha's gaze burn into you as she traced your inner thighs with her fingers.

"Can I kiss you?"

She whispered, lips inches away from yours. You nodded slowly, lost in her eyes. She didn't waste a second to crash her lips onto yours, hands funding your lower back. You let go of the towel loosely wrapping your torso, the fuzzy cloth dropping to reveal your body as you kept your hands on her neck to pull her closer.

Natasha stops, eyes relishing every nook and corner of your naked body as she looks you up and down.

"Sweetheart..." She whisper, completely entranced, bringing her thumb to stroke your soft nipple, playing with it until it becomes a small hard nub. A rush of euphoria hits you and you whimper, your hands finding her waist.

She looks up at your face and smiles, delighted to see your head thrown back, eyes screwed shut. She brings her mouth to your other nipple, licking and sucking it harshly, dragging a real, loud moan out of your throat.

Natasha pressed herself closer to your core, your legs involuntarily wrapping around her waist. She picks you up, carrying you out of the bathroom and to the medium-sized bed, which was the best that the run-down roadside motel you were at could offer. She gently placed you on the matress, looking at you hungrily as she spread your legs. She knelt down, her thumb reaching your clit, gauging you for a reaction. You bit your lip, whimpering and looking down at her as she pressed her thumb on the bundle of nerves, bringing her teeth down to graze the sensitive bud.

You were soaked by now, squirming and begging for some kind of friction as Natasha carelessly traced her fingers on the work of art between your legs.

"M-Mommy please!"

You whimpered out, bucking your hips towarda her fingers. All movement stopped as she looked up at you, a mocking pout on her lips.

"Please what sweetheart? Use your pretty words angel, can't get everything by begging and whining can you?"

You moaned, your hand reaching down to rub your clit. "Need you s-so bad." Natasha shoves your hand away from your clit, delivering a slap to your pussy. You cry out, your hole tightening around nothing.

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" She asks, reaching up to pinch your nipple.

"Answer me." She brought her hand down on your pussy again, smirking as you hiss in pain.

"I-I'm sorry-" You mumble, closing your eyea and biring your lip. Natasha lights taps your cheek, gesturing for you to look at her.

"Sorry what?"

"I'm sorry m-mommy!" You choke out as Nat plays with your clit. She smiles and takes your pretty bud in between her lips, sucking on it while forcing your legs open, even as you struggle to close them from the sensations. You gasp when her tongue enters your wet hole, eagerly lapping up your juices.

You thrust your pelvis into her face, causing her to hold you down as she aggressively licks your pussy like it was her last meal. Your hands reach to her scalp, stroking and pulling her red hair as the knot in your abdomen threatens to unravel.

You moan with pleasure, eyes falling shut when you shudder, so wo close-

"Fuck!" You cry out, tortured swollen pussy pulsing as Nat looks up at you, your arousal dripping down her chin.

"No...no why'd you stop!?" You sniffle, tears in your eyes.

Natasha licks her lips, bringing her face down to kiss your neck, biting and sucking so hard it left a large purple mark. You gasped, nails digging into her hips.

"Well you haven't been the best girl for mommy... didn't think you deserved a release." She whispers, rolling both your nipples betwen her fingers. You shudder with pleasure running down your torso.

"I'll be better...I-I promise I'll be better...Please Na-mommy!" Your best, puppy dog, princess face was on, playing at Natasha's heartstrings but she was not that easy. She settled onto the bed, gesturing for you to come towards her.

"C'mere sweetheart..." She whispered, arms out as you crawled towards her. She takes off her shirt and jeans, left in a red lingerie that could make anyone salivate at the sight. She scooped you up, laying you down in front of her. She spread your legs, blowing air to your core, watching as more arousal leaks through your hole.

"Aw sweetheart... baby's eager isn't she?" She whiapered out, eyes fixated to your insanely wet swollen cunt. You nodded and whimpered, nails digging into the matress of the bed.

She teased you, slowly sliding in one finger as she looks at your pretty face, whines falling out of your mouth. She keeps the finger inside, unmoving, looking at your eyes shut at just one.

"My princess can take another can't she?"

You nod eagerly, thrusting your bottom further down the finger. Natasha puts her hand on your jaw, pressing harshly.

"Didn't I ask you to use your words sweetheart?" She whisper, threatening to pull out the first. You babble, trying to find your speech.

"Another one m-ma please..." You bite your lip, anxious for friction.

Nat joins her index finger with her middle finger, finally starting to move them, thrusting them into you. She curled her fingers inside, grazing the squelchy, spongy spot inside that made you moan and shut your eyes.

She was breathing heavily, touching herself over the thin material of the panties, seeing your little hole get so stretched by just two fingers. Without warning, she slid another one in, making you gasp and hold her wrist.

She slapped your hand away, thrusting her fingers harder, pulling down her own, soaked through underwear. She felt your pussy clench around her fingers and she withdrawed them completely, leaving you clenching around nothing. You cried out, having yet aanother orgasm ripped away from you. The desperation was short lasting however, as Natasha pulled you to her lap, thrusting her bud onto yours, placing your wet and slippery pussy on hers.

She moaned loudly, her grip on your ass tightening as she made you grind into her pussy. You squealed as she flipped you over, rolling her hips into yours, rubbing herself on you without a break. Squelching noises filled the room as your slick coated pussy caressed against hers, your orgasm threatening to burst for the third time that night.

"Come on princess, I know you're close, gonna cum for me huh? Gonne show me who made you feel this well?"

With that, you reached your climax, your pussy pouring out everything it had, Nat's hands supporting your convulsing body as she herself let go, feeling her orgasm. You blacked out for what it felt like was seconds, but when you woke up, you saw that Natasha had already cleaned you up, her shirt on your torso. She stroked your hair, sitting beside you.

She kissed your cheek, seeing you wake up and smiled. You rubbed your eyes.

"W-what happened?" You whispered, snuggling closer into her chest. She laughed and pulled you closer.

"You squirted sweetheart. What a pretty sight it was too..." She whispered, drawing patterns on your thighs.

"Go to sleep angel, you've had a long day."

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Holy Trinity

put ya seatbelts on bc she looong

warning: everything sex. atp the only warning i'll give is possible unedited mistakes.

you’re full on sobbing at this point. mascara has now painted your under eyes black, and everything is blurry from the constant tears of pleasure, frustration and pain.

bound and gagged, you were helpless under the three men who’s brought you near multiple orgasms but never actually let you over the edge. no cock, just punishing fingers and mouths.

“put this shit on her,” rafe tosses a tie to topper after quickly rummaging through his dresser. topper then crawls closer to where your head is, your teary eyes connecting with his slightly apologetic ones before he conceals your vision with the tie. a quick brush of his fingers down your cheek is the only thing you feel before all masses on the bed disappear and the room in plunged into complete silence.

every touch of the air on your skin and the whisper of slight static is suddenly much more defined as every other sense of yours has been constricted.

you yelp when hands suddenly grip your hips to pull you to the edge of the bed until your ass hangs over the edge. a rough hand then pulls the gag out of your mouth and under your chin.

“we own you, do you understand?” rafe

you nod, throat dry from your muffled screaming along with the anticipation of what’s to come.

a sharp sting lands on your cheek making you cry out, “use your fucking words or we’ll put that gag back in.” kelce

throughout the night, you’ve come to memorize the way each of them talked and touched you. rafe and kelce were both aggressive and rough, the former being more confident than the other given that he’s your boyfriend. then topper was almost shy, but doesn’t hesitate to do what the other two tells him to do to you. afterall, he’s also here with the desire to fuck you until you’re on the verge of passing out.

“yes, i’m yours…all yours,” you whimper, face burning knowing that all their predatory gazes are set on your face and naked body.

“good girl…” rafe coos, lips quickly placing a wet kiss onto yours, too quick that you try to chase them when they part from you, “top.”

rafe’s known firm hands leave their place from your hips before getting replaced with less rough ones which you guessed were topper’s.

shivers run all over your skin as topper caresses your body softly, his touch a complete opposite to rafe’s and kelce’s. your mouth drops open when his thumbs spread your soaking slit then a dribble of warmth slides through it and down your ass. spit.

with a quick pop of a button and an opening of a zipper, the head of a cock is positioned right on your entrance. he teases still, using his cock to collect your juices up and down your cunt, momentarily catching onto your clit.

“topper, plea-“ you cut yourself off with a surprised scream when he suddenly plunges his dick in to the hilt. he was smaller than rafe, but not any distinctively less pleasurable. you were much too riled up to not feel as much pleasure from his dick alone.

the man on top of you groans, “s’fuckin tight”

while he stays there for a moment, the floorboards creak under two sets of feet and weight drops down on the couch by the side of the room. the thought of the other two men sitting and just watching makes your face burn hotter.

the slight embarrassment doesn’t get much time to sink in as topper pulls his hips back until only his tip is inside then shoves back in with so much force that the headboard bangs against the wall. you gasp out his name, your bound hands try to hang on to him but they’re quickly shoved back down above your head on the mattress with one of his hands.

“keep them there, sweetheart,” topper breathlessly commands in your ear. you nod, moaning and gasping at each thrust of his dick against your walls.

his hands and mouth are everywhere. your tits, hips, waist, neck. no surface of your body is left untouched.

“beg him to make you cum, baby,” you almost jump at the sudden voice of rafe by your ear. you hadn’t even hear him walk over with you being too busy chasing the pleasure of topper’s dick.

you swallow past the moans and manage to speak with a crack in your voice, “please let me cum, i need it so bad, topper please…please…plea-“

lips place themselves on yours mid word at the same time a chest presses down on your writhing one. you know those lips didn’t belong to rafe, but rather topper given that they feel more foreign and gentler.

“cum,” one word is uttered from topper’s lips against yours before you erupt on his cock. white dots appear in your concealed vision, the feeling of finally getting to cum after being edged one too many times makes the orgasm more intense than it should be. you were sure you squirted as your inner thighs felt more slippery than they previously were.

topper was in a trance, seeing you flood his cock and feeling your walls practically milk him got him on the edge but his pleasure is cut short by rafe’s domineering hand that pulled him back from you.

he’s about to protest about the stolen orgasm but quickly retracts after seeing rafe’s expression daring him to contradict him. he swallows and sits where rafe was once sitting on the couch, cock still hard and wet from you.

“kelce,” another abrupt demand from rafe. the summoned man was almost skipping towards where you laid panting with shaking legs spread open on the bed. you can’t blame the man, he’s waited his turn all night long.

“damn topper, you got her fucking soaked,” kelce chuckles as he grips your tits with more vigor than topper.

one hand grips your throat, making your breath shallow before the rest gets stolen from kelce thrusting inside you in one go. holy fuck he’s thick.

there’s a slight pain from the unusual stretch but kelce has no remorse for you as he immediately picks up a brutal pace. your hands clutch the sheet above your head, trying to ground yourself from the brutality of kelce’s thrusts.

“fuck, she really is tight, y’should share her more, rafe,” kelce groans, his fingers tightening briefly around your neck, “gonna need more of this pussy, never had one so tight and wet.”

“don’t count on it, this is the only chance you’re getting,” rafe replies with a serious tone. when rafe says something, he always means it.

“kelc, fuck kelce,” you moan, almost screaming it out.

“yeah, scream my name, slut,” he grits out, pounding into you somehow harder than he already was. he pulls out and quickly flips your whole body over as if you were merely a doll and pushes back in. he’s so much deeper this way, with your feet flat on the floor and hips digging onto the foot of the mattress.

you’re screaming and crying into the mattress as kelce grips the fats of your ass and slams continuously into your pussy. your clit was throbbing for release again, already feeling like you’re going to squirt your orgasm out.

it only builds up more when kelce grips your hair and wretches your head back to place his mouth at your ear, “you wanna cum again? i can feel your squeezing my cock like a whore.”

“please, kelce,” you sob out, voice hitching at every punishing thrust, “please i wanna cum-s’bad”

“aw, the little whore wants to cum,” he laughs in your ear, “go on then, fucking cum”

with one more squeeze of kelce’s hand around your throat and pull on your hair, you’re orgasming again. your ears are ringing at this point, it felt as if you’ve left your body and went into some kind of outer universe.

rafe didn’t have to tell kelce to pull out after you came, the man, after pulling out of you with a slap on your ass, drops back down on the couch and watches your body heave on the bed with a smug look.

you’re exhausted and on the verge of passing out but you’re ready to go again when familiar lips travel up your spine in soft kisses. they kiss along your cheek until finally landing on your lips where you’re resting your head on its side.

“rafe,” you whisper against his kisses with a relieved undertone.

“shh, it’ll be over soon, but you can take more, yeah?” rafe continues with his kisses, flipping you to rest on your back along the way.

you nod, still returning his kisses lazily. you feel his finger travel up your arms that are laying limp above your head before the ties on them are removed.

rafe then flips the two of you so that you’re straddling his hips. you wrap your arms around his neck, your hips moving with as much strength as they can over his, trying to pleasure both yourself and him.

he’d abandoned his jeans, now only wearing boxers which made it easier for him to slip his cock out and position himself at your entrance. one of his hands hold a firm grip on your hip but nonetheless lets you create the pace as you lower yourself down on him with a breathless moan.

“there you go, baby,” rafe praises when you’ve finally taken him 9 inches deep. rafe moves your hand so that they’re resting on his chest and lays down, “ride my cock and don’t stop until i tell you to.”

you follow his command immediately after finding a comfortable place for your knees. your hips roll forward and backward, up and down, relishing the feel of every vein of his cock dragging along your walls at every movement. although your vision was still restricted by the tie, you know rafe’s gaze was on your face, following every expression you make with his hands behind his head.

“get over here,” rafe suddenly says making you briefly pause at confusion but he makes you continue moving with a slap at your tit, “top, get behind her and get the lube. kelc you take her mouth.”

your breath hitches and your hips stutter but don’t dare to stop.

topper’s gentle hands are back on you and pushes you slightly forward so he could access your ass. kelce’s rough hands are in your hair and shoves your face until his dick is at your mouth. rafe sucks on your tits as they bounce above his face. everything and anything is happening all at once and you’re just a subject to all of it. you’re their little fucktoy.

topper’s fingers slide inside the tight ring of your ass with the help of the lube making your mouth drop open and giving kelce the opportunity to shove his dick inside.

kelce fucks your mouth until you’re gagging and choking, rafe fucks into your pussy, hitting your cervix and that spot deep inside you, and topper finally stretches your ass open with his lubed up dick.

you’ve never felt so full. you can’t help but whimper and cry on kelce’s cock. it feels as if topper’s dick was never ending, and along with rafe’s cock, it feels even bigger.

all at once, they fuck you. they fuck you like you’re just a blow up toy, a little flesh light for them to enjoy. you were nothing but a piece of meat to pleasure them.

rafe under you, topper behind you, and kelce in front of you, they fuck your holes until you’re a whining, choking mess between them.

kelce’s the first one to cum. he holds your head still, your nose touching his pelvis as he cums deep down your throat with a loud groan. when he finally lets go, you swallow down everything he released and finally take as much breath as you needed after the intense throat fucking he gave you.

kelce parts from you with a messy sloppy kiss, tongue and all, before you hear him drop down on the couch once again with a long satisfied groan.

topper was next. the boy couldn’t take it any longer, he could feel rafe’s thrust through the thin skin separating the two of them and with the constant tightening of your walls, he was a goner. his hands grips your hips to the point of pain and he was sure he would leave bruises on your skin. his thrusts stutter until he stills deep inside you making you gasp at the foreign feeling of someone cumming inside your ass.

you whimper from the sudden emptiness when he pulls out but is comforted from the light kiss topper leaves on your nape.

that leaves you with rafe who’s feet are planted on the mattress and is still thrusting into you from underneath. you drop your head down, tired and cockdrunk.

your forehead meets the pillow right next to rafe’s head, just feeling around with your senses you’re able to place your mouth right next to his ear.

“one more please…daddy,” you breathlessly whisper alongside punctuated breaths.

“fucking hell,” rafe grunts and before you know it, you’re on your back, body folded in half under rafe’s hands. he holds the backs of your knees and presses them down to your chest as he fucks you harder than before. you’re screaming again as he fucks you into the mattress and touches your reddened clit. “such a tease, baby”

“please, c-can i cum?” you hiccup through the pleasure.

“go on, cum on daddy’s cock,” rafe leans down, folding you into yourself even more which puts more pressure on your clit and makes it faster for you to reach the edge.

you cum with a choked scream, tears seeping into the tie over your eyes and nails digging into your boyfriend’s back.

rafe fucks you through it, thrusts never waning. “gonna cum in you, baby. make you a mommy, you want that?”

“yes, yes, cum inside me, daddy. wanna make you a daddy, please,” you gasp, half sobbing from your orgasm.

rafe groans, and all light comes to your vision when he slips the blindfold over your head. he thinks you’ve never looked any more beautiful than you did now with your eyes teary and glossy.

his forehead drops down onto yours, his baby blues keeping yours trapped. his face scrunches up as he shoves himself inside you down to the hilt and coats your insides white.

you sigh, your hands caressing his shoulders through the shivers overtaking his body.

rafe’s whole body drops down on yours, providing you with comfort despite being twice as heavy as yourself.

“get out,” rafe mumbles into your skin, eyes closed as he rests his head on your chest.

the two other men leave silently knowing it was them rafe was talking to, both completely satiated.

it’s silent for a moment and you think rafe has fallen asleep due to his quiet breathing but then he speaks up, “come morning, ’m fucking another load into you ‘n actually give you a baby”

you giggle tiredly, playing with his hair, “i’m holding you to that….” whisper “daddy”

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Outer Banks

Rafe Cameron

Oneshots

Boyfriend!Rafe coming home to you wearing his shirt in bed (Piss kink) 🔥

Dark!Boyfriend!Rafe finds you at a pogue party when you're not supposed to be there. 🗯

Drabbles

Boyfriend!Rafe who loves to drive you around 💕

Cockwarming boyfriend!Rafe in front of his friend🔥

Mcu

Natasha Romanoff

Oneshots

One night only...right? 💕🔥

If We Had It Our Way | Nine

Rafe Cameron Social Media AU

Synopsis: Growing up and living life as a pogue had its ups and downs. Mostly downs. Y/n studied diligently, a trait ingrained at a young age by her single mother. With her sharp intellect, Y/n was recognised as the top in all her classes, whilst attending a few subjects above her year level. To relieve some financial burden, Y/n tutored fellow students, some in her public school and if she was lucky, some students from Kildare Academy. She favoured tutoring opportunities from these families as they offered higher rates. She was proposed an offer by a teacher to tutor Rafe Cameron, only the scariest and richest Kook on the island. Actually second, as his dad took first place. Teaching was the easy part, interacting with Rafe? Now that was a different story.

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