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literally about to be one of my favorite fics. Love love love Frat Rafe

Distractions - Rafe Cameron Blurb

+18 Minor DNI

Frat!Rafe x Curvy!Reader

⭐ republished ⭐

📖 Frat!Rafe gets distracted by the readers boobs during a game of pong (based off an ask)

Warning: Tiddie fucking, pet names (baby girl, rafey, baby), choking, spitting, tit slapping, cum play, degradation, Rafe is distracted, reader teases Rafe

✨ “Shut up,” I chuckle teasingly. “Shut. Up. This is a lesson. A’ight. M’teaching you a lesson. And, later, when I got you cryin’ and whinin’ for my dick,” I groan as I draw my boxer off my body. “I might let you bounce on it.” ✨

Rafe’s POV:

Four years and not a single loss, and here I stand, three cups away from defeat because I can’t stop staring at her fuckin’ tits.

“For fuck sake, Cameron. Can you-”

“Focus, Top? I am.” I snip in frustration as her friend hugs her from the side, pushing her breasts together. I swallow hard, trying my best to concentrate in the same breath as my defense. It’s useless. Her body was made for sex. Made for me. Look at those fucking tits. She’s mine. Sex… All the fucking time. Whenever I want. Just gotta get her alone.

“You’re a mess,” Topper chuckles as he pulls yet another SOLO cup off the rack, lifting it to his lips

She lofts the ball, landing it in the front cup. Kill me now. Her tits move with her, bouncing as she celebrates with her sorority sister, blissfully unaware of the anguish she’s putting me through as well as the pressure of the hard-on in my jeans.

One of my frat brothers walks by, resting a hand on the small of her back. She looks over her shoulder; his gaze drifting from her cleavage to her eyes. She smiles brightly as he feeds her some bullshit line. “Time out!” I boom from across the table, pulling her attention back to me.

Top turns to face me, but I swerve around him, working my way to the other end as her doe eyes match mine, widening as they stare up at me. “You okay, Rafe?” She asks sweetly; her lashes flutter innocently, back slightly arched. The muscles in my body tighten as I hold back my primal urges to gawk. I scrunch my nose and suck my teeth in annoyance. “Rafe?”

“Uh yeah,” I breathe as I lean in a little closer. “You gotta stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Sure,” I sneer. “You have any clue how distracting you are? It’s driving me insane.” She nibbles at her plump bottom lip, biting back a smile. “Wait… You do? Don’t you?”

“M’sorry,” she sighs in a pouty voice, not a single ounce of actually “sorry” in her sorry.

“After we win, you’re comin’ with me.”

“To do what?” She giggles as she steps a little closer.

“Like you don’t know,” I chuckle breathily. “Someone needs to teach you a lesson. Nobody teases me. And, I don’t fuckin’ lose.” She cocks an eyebrow at me, challenging me with her gaze.

“Looks like you’re about to lose, Rafey,” she taunts as she nods to the table.

“Easy, princess-”

“Hey, uhh, we good?” Topper cuts in.

“Yeah, Top. We’re great,” I smile, never losing eye contact with her. My frat brother walks by again, surveying the scene, giving me the perfect opportunity to stake my claim. I clear the void, pulling her lips to mine. Fuck, she’s sweet. She grabs my shirt, twisting it in her fingers, pulling me even closer. Her boobs press against my chest; the feeling alone making me want to end it all. “You’re mine when we’re done. Clear?” I mumble against her lips, making her smile again.

“You’re cocky,” she breathes.

“M’cocky now. Huh?”

“I love it,” she sighs.

“Mmm… mine. You’re mine. A’ight?”

I guide her back to her side before walking away. Rubbing a shit-eating grin off my lips, I do my best to get my head back in the game. I’m having her regardless… This is just foreplay for me.

She smiles at me from across the table, gloss-lipped and stunning, her hair freshly tossed to the side. Her cheeks blush as I give her a little wink. And, just like that, the tables have turned. She wets her ball, flicking off the water, aiming as her tongue pokes out in concentration. She hurls it too far, hitting me in the thigh, making me wince in fake pain. She rolls her eyes and scoffs, her already pink cheeks reddening further.

I lift my finger, tapping on my temple. “I’m in your head,” I mouth through a smile. She shakes her head ‘no’, crossing her arms across her chest. Fuck me. Her tits practically spill out of the top of her little party dress, an obscene amount of cleavage, derailing my focus yet again. Her eyes fall, trailing my fixation, landing on her breasts as well, making me swallow hard. Her lashes flick to mine, fully aware of just what part of her was truly that distracting that I had to pause the game.

“Am I’m in yours, Rafey?” She mouths in retort as she drops her hands, resting her palms against the table, leaning in as her eyes stay zeroed in on mine.

“Holy shit,” Topper mumbles, falling victim to her tactics as well.

“For fuck sake, Top-”

“Can you focus,” he finishes my sentence; roles reversed. “Yeah… Yeah. Have fun with her, buddy.”

“Goddamn, baby,” I groan as I cup as much of her tits as I can get in my hands, squeezing them tight. She reaches down, looping her tiny fingers around the string of her thong. “Stop,” I smile. “This round’s about me. It ain’t about you. You lost. I won… I get my prize, and I’m fuckin’ your tits.”

“Rafe-”

“Shut up,” I chuckle teasingly. “Shut. Up. This is a lesson. A’ight. M’teaching you a lesson. And, later, when I got you cryin’ and whinin’ for my dick,” I groan as I draw my boxer off my body. “I might let you bounce on it.”

“Rafey, please…”

“Nobody teases me, y/n,” I smile as I tuck some hair behind her ear.

My lips lock with hers as I lift her off her feet and into my arms, gripping her round ass in my hands, feeling as she grinds her needy pussy into me. The soaked material wets my warm skin, teasing me further.

Tits now… Pussy later.

Reader’s POV:

Rafe tosses you down onto the bed, boobs bouncing on impact as he licks his lips hungrily. “M’so wet, Rafe. Please,” you whimper as your fingers wrap around his rock-hard cock, tracing all nine inches to his fat head. His ab muscles flex tightly as you run your finger across his tip, collecting his precum before bringing it between your lips.

“Trust me,” Rafe smiles as he reaches over to his nightstand, snagging out some lube, “I felt that pussy, princess. You’re a mess. Shame you were such a cock-tease. Hmm? Teasin’ me with these-” Rafe’s massive hands palm your tits, pushing them together before gliding his ruddy cock in between. His eyes roll back in his skull, practically growling at the sensation. Rafe sits down on top of you, crushing you with his weight. He lets out a sigh of relief, like that’s all he wanted.

His parted lips curl into a smile as he watches you crank your neck, tongue snaking around his swollen cock head. “Fuck. You’re a little slut, f’me. Aren’t you?”

“I am, Rafe. Holy shit,” you whimper as you cup your tits, pressing them together for him.

“You look so good… Oh my god,” he moans as he draws out, quickly pushing himself back in. “Perfect tits. Fuck, baby girl,” Rafe hails as he starts to roll his body; his aching tip popping through your cleavage each time, glistening with lube.

“You’re so big,” you whisper, making a smirk play on his parted lips. “I could make you feel so good.”

“Got no doubt about that,” he rasps, thrusting into you at the perfect pace, making you envious of your own boobs.

”Fuck, Rafe!“ You whine as he gives you a show, his long cock gliding in and out again and again, making your cunt throb.

”You’re gonna bounce on me later. Yeah? Grind you pretty little pussy while I suck on your tits.“ He slaps your breast, making you squeal.

”Y-Yes, daddy,“ you stammer. He smacks your other tit making your pussy clench around nothing as he continues to stroke.

Your thighs squeeze together, the visual stimulation enough to get you there as you watch Rafe use your body like a toy. You feel heat growing in your stomach as your thighs begin to shake.

He snatches your wrist, forcing it lower. “Play with your pussy, baby. I know you wanna.” You drop your legs to the mattress, splaying your thighs as you push your panties to the side; fingers rolling on your clit, making you moan. You grip your tit with one hand, Rafe clutching the other as he picks up speed, your body embarrassingly close to cumming already.

Rafe’s other hand comes around your throat squeezing tightly, making your eyes widen, sending you over the edge. “Oh fuck, Rafe!” You cry out, pussy fluttering wildly.

“Jesus.” He lets out a wicked laugh. “All from watching me. Huh? That’s some whore shit right there. Fuck. You look even prettier when you cum,” he moans as his thrusts get messy. “Open your mouth, slut. Swallow it all. Yeah?”

You flatten your tongue as Rafe rises up on his knees, towering over you as he fists his cock fast. His eyes strain to stay open as he cums on your breasts and neck, your chin, up to your open mouth. You swallow what you’re given, running your middle finger along your chin as Rafe tries to steady his breathing, sucking your digit clean, making him smile.

He grips your boobs in his large hands again, swirling his tongue on your soft skin, circling your nipples, licking a line through your cleavage, cleaning his mess before spitting it in your mouth. You swallow again as his beautiful blue eyes stare into yours. Rafe kisses you deeply, tongue reeling; the sweetness of his lips paired with his salty cum.

Rafe rolls you on top of him, rough fingers trailing down your spine as a smile stretches on his lips. “Lesson learned, princess?” He mumbles between kisses.

“No…” You sigh before sucking off his bottom lip nice and slow.

“No?” He chuckles.

“Guess you’re just gonna have to try again.”

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