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Soft dom boyfriend Rafe who would have you on his lap, short skirt flared out and face towards him, while gambling with his friends at a party. At some point, he would carefully and slowly unzip his pants, pushing your soaked panties to one corner and shoving his cock in you as you bite his shoulder, trying to silence your moan. Your skirt covers the place where your bodies join, but his friends know exactly what's happening in front of them and chuckle, used to this freaky behaviour from you and Rafe. You would squirm, trying to move but he would still you on his cock, hands on your covered ass.
"Stay still for me sweetheart, daddy's tryna play ain't he?"
He'd whisper while dealing the cards. Fat tears roll down your cheeks, tortured pussy clenching around his long cock like a vice as he refused to let you move. He would smirk as he wins the round, looking at your tear streaked face and red glossy lips.
"My little good luck charm, aren't ya angel?"
His friends would look at you hungrily as you give up on trying to conceal your moans and whimpers, knot in your stomach threatening to unravel, even though you'd hardly moved, cockwarming your boyfriend like the obedient slut you are. Eyes rolling in the back of your head as Rafe kisses your throat, massaging your covered tits.
"Come on princess, cum for me won't you? Give daddy's friends a show huh?"
You can't hold on any longer as you cum all over his cock, Rafe lifting the back of your skirt as his friends catch a glance of your slippery wet core. Rafe winks, excusing himself as he carries you, still inside your sensitive cunt as he takes you to a more secluded place.
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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🔥
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Natasha Romanoff
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One night only...right? 💕🔥
Boyfriend!Rafe who would never dream of you having to take the taxi to travel or even drive yourself anywhere. Whatever he was doing, however busy he was, he would be there, waiting in front of your house with a large grin on his face, ready to drive his princess around town for whatever she needed, college, shopping, friends' house, absolutely anything.
"I can drive myself y'know..."
You say, smiling gently at Rafe, his hand on the steering wheel. He chuckles and moves his free hand to your thigh.
"I know you can sweetheart."
You roll your eyes, playfully glaring at him.
"Then why do you always insist on driving me around?"
You ask, keeping your hand on his. He smiles like he knew something you didn't, bringing your hand to his lips as he places a soft kiss on her knuckles.
"Because you by my side angel, is the highlight of my day. You make everything so much better. Couldn't dream of anyone taking this away from me."
"Maybe my problem is that when I'm lost, I look for you and not myself."
I'm Rose, 19 years old, currently crying in med school, she/her
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Characters I write:
Rafe Cameron from Outer Banks.
JJ Maybank from Outer Banks
John B from Outer Banks
Sarah Cameron from Outer Banks.
Luke Castellan from Pjo books/show (I will use show!Luke as faceclaim.)
Bucky Barnes from MCU
Natasha Romanoff from MCU
Steve Rogers from MCU (Not as often as Natasha or Bucky)
Conrad Fisher from The summer I turned pretty
Mattheo Riddle from Harry Potter
Theo Nott from Harry Potter
Enzo Berkshire from Harry Potter
James Potter from Harry Potter (Marauders)
Sirius Black from Harry Potter (Marauders)
Poly!marauders from Harry Potter
Pansy Parkinson from Harry Potter
Ideas/kinks I'll write: Degredation kink, praise kink, overstimulation, edging, cockwarming, dom sub roles, toxic characters, dumbification, loser character, virgin character, knife play, gun play, dark content, wax play, bdsm, dacryphila, somnophila.
Ideas/kinks I won't write: Incest, SA of any kind, mental disorders, sensitive content like very very violent assault against s/o.
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Boyfriend!Rafe who would never dream of you having to take the taxi to travel or even drive yourself anywhere. Whatever he was doing, however busy he was, he would be there, waiting in front of your house with a large grin on his face, ready to drive his princess around town for whatever she needed, college, shopping, friends' house, absolutely anything.
"I can drive myself y'know..."
You say, smiling gently at Rafe, his hand on the steering wheel. He chuckles and moves his free hand to your thigh.
"I know you can sweetheart."
You roll your eyes, playfully glaring at him.
"Then why do you always insist on driving me around?"
You ask, keeping your hand on his. He smiles like he knew something you didn't, bringing your hand to his lips as he places a soft kiss on her knuckles.
"Because you by my side angel, is the highlight of my day. You make everything so much better. Couldn't dream of anyone taking this away from me."
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."
I got some requests that are very specific to the plot, and I really need to re-watch for those 😭 so here:
THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 100+ FOLLOWERS OMGOMGOMG
A Mattheo Riddle oneshot coming your way soon ;)
Okay working on a mattheo riddle ones hot, send me jj and John B requests PLEASE omg
Alright I promise I'm gonna start writing again, next work up on Monday. Preferences?
Summary: Rafe comes home to find out that you're hanging out with the pogues when he strictly told you not to and decides to teach you a lesson.
Pairing: Dark!Rafe × Girlfriend!Reader
Warnings: Substance abuse, violence, gun, mentions of bondage, abuse (choking, slapping and hairpulling)
Read at your own risk.
A/N: I tried dark!rafe!!! Sorry if it does not turn out as well as I hoped for it to be.
Words: 1.6K
The keys jangled in the hole, door unlocking. Rafe pushed the door open frustratedly, slamming it as he enters and shuts the door.
The house was dark, except some lighting in the living room and the dining room. Rafe sighed and walked upstairs, thinking you were asleep, considering it was 2am at night. He opened the shared bedroom door slowly, expecting to find his pretty girl on bed, hopefully in minimal clothing. Instead, he was faced with an empty bed and no girlfriend in sight.
It was an understatement to say Rafe was panicking.
His first thought was something happened to you and someone took you from him, but all the doors and windows had been locked. His first instinct was to grab his phone, shaky hands opening Life360.
"Fuck!" He shouted, your location was turned off.
He calls you, throwing his phone against the wall when the automated voice tells him your phone is switched off.
Breathing became quite a task for him, chest heaving, pupils red from doing coke just some time ago at Barry's. He shouted your name, hoping your voice would come from one of the guest rooms, exclaiming you had been here the whole time.
He picks up his phone, screen cracked but still functional. He calls Topper, storming the house as he checks all the rooms, almost ripping the doors off their hinges.
"What's up?"
Topper finally picks up, video game noises in the background.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" Rafe shouts, loud enough that Topper pauses his game, back straightening and alert.
"Where is who? Y/n? Isn't she home?"
"Would I be fucking calling you if she was home dumbass? Is she at your house?"
Topper frowns, rubbing his forehead.
"Bud, why the hell would your girlfriend be at my house? I'm gonna call Sarah and ask if she's seen her okay? Just-just stay at home. You sound too coked up to be driving right now."
Rafe stares at his phone as Topper cuts the call, promising to help him find you. He looks around, eyes widened and body shaking.
"She wouldn't leave me." He sinks down to the floor, whispering to himself, head in his hands and tears in his eyes. His throat closed up, long hands pulling on his blonde hair. He calls you again and again, received by the the same automated message.
"She wouldn't leave me. She promised me she wouldn't leave me...she-"
He scrambles to pick up his ringing phone, cursing when he realises it's Topper and not you.
"She's with Sarah." Topper says when Rafe picks up.
His words ring in Rafe's mind. She's with Sarah. That means she's with those dirty fucking pogues.
He cuts the call without saying a word, tears long gone as he tucks his gun inside his jeans, keys in his hand. He knew where you were, didn't have to think twice before driving to the Chateau.
He ignored Topper's calls, putting his phone on silent while he drove.
You knew how much Rafe hated those pogues. You knew how much he hated Sarah. But you still hung out with them behind his back huh? He was about to catch you fucking red handed today.
He parked his car a little away from the chateau, getting out of the car quickly.
A yard party at the chateau.
Oh you were in a hell lotta fucking trouble this time.
He observes you from far away, arms crossed and eyes red. He was going fucking crazy inside...but he had to catch you at the right moment. Make you feel guilty and vulnerable.
A particular song that you love comes up and he snaps his head to JJ, who walks towards you. You laugh and you dance with him, tits pressed against his chest and arms around his neck.
In your mind you were just dancing with your best friend.
In Rafe's mind, you had betrayed him and humiliated him in front of the world. His blood boiled as he marched towards you.
Sarah notices him first and tries to pull him back. He pushes her away and reaches you. JJ's eyes widened, your back to Rafe.
That's it asshole. Be scared of me.
Rafe pushes you aside and before you can even register your boyfriend is here, he punches JJ in the face, and hard. He tries to punch Rafe back but Rafe pushes him back, repeatedly punching him till the point you're screaming for him to let go.
"RAFE STOP IT! LEAVE HIM ALONE!"
You yank at his arm and he finally stops, wiping the sweat from his face, kicking JJ's crumpled form one last time. He takes out his gun, pointing it at JJ's head. You widen your eyes and cover the muzzle with your hand.
"Rafe please please please don't do this please..." You whisper, body visibly shaking.
His eyes lay on you next and you cower under his gaze when you see the rage boiling in his stare. He scans you up and down, hands turning into fists when he properly looks at the tight pink dress you're wearing that barely covers your ass. He ignores the rest of the crowd, tugging the gun back into his waistband.
He wraps his hand around your wrist, practically dragging you back to his car, deaf to your protests.
"LET ME GO! HAVE YOU GONE FUCKING CRAZY?"
He opens the door to the passenger seat, shoving you inside and shutting the door, activating child lock so you can't get out.
You try to open the door frantically as Rafe climbs into his own seat. You give up, turning to your fuming boyfriend.
"Rafe..." You whisper, fear in your voice.
He pulls out to the main road, driving way over the speed limit.
"Rafe" You say, louder this time. He speeds up even more, taking harsher turns, jaw set and knuckles white over the steering wheel.
"Rafe!" You scream. "Rafe please slow dow-"
He abruptly turns to the side of the road, pulling the brakes as he undoes his seat belt, wrapping his hand around your throat.
"Rafe, Rafe, Rafe!" He mocks you, tightening his hand around your neck, cutting off your air supply. You struggled to breathe, hands wrapping around his.
"Spit it out bitch. What do you want huh?"
He grinded his teeth together.
"Want to cheat on me with JJ again? Wanna go back to him and let him fuck you?"
"I w-wasnt..." You try to say, tears in your eyes. Rafe swings the back of his hand at your cheek, your head thrown to one side as he let's go of your neck.
You look up to see his face, horrified look on your face. You search his face for any sign of regret but you only see anger.
"That hurt huh? Did that fucking hurt you- you slut!?"
He pulls your hair back when you don't answer him. You gasp, the pain in your scalp bringing tears to your eyes.
"Rafe I'm sorry please I-"
"Sorry huh? Sorry you turned off your location? Sorry for ignoring my calls? Sorry for cheating on me with that dirty fucking pogue or Sorry for hanging out with my bitch of a sister!?"
He yanked on your hair again and this time the tears that flowed down your cheeks weren't of pain but of fear.
"I wasn't cheating on you baby I just wanted to be with my friends and I know you don't like them-"
"Oh so you knew I didn't like them? Glad to know something registers in that airhead of yours."
He let's go off your hair, tears in his eyes now.
"Fuck y/n you told me you love me! You told me you-"
His voice broke, hands on his head. Your eyes softened but you were clearly still scared. From the look of his eyes and the way he was behaving? You knew he was on drugs.
"I do love you I love you Rafe-"
"THEN WHY WERE YOU WITH THEM!?! WHY DID YOU LEAVE THE FUCKING HOUSE WITHOUT EVEN- WITHOUT FUCKING TELLING ME!?"
You flinch at his loud voice. His breaths slow down and he wipes off his tears, starting the car again. You stay silent the whole ride, scared of what he would do if you said anything, scared for your safety.
Rafe was a hothead. But he was calculating. And what he had in store for you, even God couldn't stop him.
He got out of the car the moment you both reached, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you out of the passenger seat. He threw you over his shoulder, storming to your bedroom. You pleaded with him to stop and talk to you but he kept walking, throwing you on the bed.
He grabbed your chin hard, squeezing it between his thumb and his fore finger until you were crying with pain and grabbing onto his shoulders, begging for him to let you go.
"Open." Rafe spits out coldly.
This wasn't your Rafe.
He wouldn't hurt you like this.
You open your mouth anyway, eyes trained on his blue ones. He takes out a baggie from the back pocket of his jeans, taking some powder in his fingers.
"No no no no no...Rafe please please I'm sorry baby please don't-"
He forced your mouth open, coating your gums with coke. He looks into your eyes, smirking as it takes effect almost immediately, body pliant under him.
"You'll never have to leave this house again yeah? Daddy's got everything you need."
He whispers, spreading just a bit more powder on your tongue. You nod, mixture of euphoria from the coke and fear churning in the pit of your stomach, spit falling from the sides of your mouth.
Rafe gets up to lock the door, returning with rope in one hand and gun in another as he feasted his eyes on your perfect body in that slutty dress.
He was never going to let you go.
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