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when bunny!reader finds herself in an unusual state of discomfort, it’s up to rafe to be the firm hand that brings her down to earth.
p!link credit @princessbrunette for bunny!reader
you’ve been uncharacteristically moody all day, trudging behind rafe at the club, dragging your feet in your little kitten heels, hanging off his arm with a perpetual frown.
rafe could put up with this, the petulant whining and the childish behavior. what he couldn’t put up with, was the outrageous lack of respect for rafe and his clientele. you’ve embarrassed him one too many times with your low neckline and short skirt, your pure disregard for feelings other than your own. after finding you crying in the parking lot, begging for a ride home from jj maybank, rafe had had enough.
he sends you into the house with a swat on your ass, ordering you to make yourself useful by being naked and ready when he arrives upstairs. he takes his time, removing his tie, pouring a glass of whiskey, sipping it slowly as he trails to the second floor.
he bit back his pleased smile when he opened the door to his large tannyhill bedroom. You were sprawled on the bed, head propped against the pillows, knees separated to give him clear access to your drooling hole.
he approached you slowly, swallowing down the last of his brown liquor and sitting next to you on the bed.
you look up at him with glassy, horny eyes. he knows just by the pathetic look you give him, that you’re gone already.
“you gonna be good?” he questions, unbottoning his shirt and black slacks. you nod softly, biting your lip at each inch of skin he reveals to you.
“words.” he chastises, watching you blink hard to find them,
“sorry daddy. yes i’yam” you whisper.
you fight the urge to drop your hand, rub your swollen little clit for an ounce of relief. but you know based on the look in his eyes, the tenseness in his shoulders, that you need to hold back.
he pulls his pants down just enough to expose his dick, your mouth floods with saliva at the view.
he pushes your thighs together, your puffy pussy lips meeting in the middle, a perfect cocoon for rafe’s cock.
he doesn’t enter you, just slipping his hardness through your messy folds, grunting lowly as he fucks himself against you.
you moan at the gentle contact, the bump of his tip against your clit. it’s not enough, you need him in you.
“daddy?” you ask, continuing when he nods, his heavy eyes trained on your heat, “fill me up please.”
it’s less of a question, and more of a demand. rafe doesn’t like that. he just shakes his head, slipping 2 fingers into your mouth to shut you up, his balls tightening at the wet gag you release when they go too far back.
“still.” he deadpans, continuing his thrusts against your sticky center. he’s close, and he knows you’re still a bit away, the lack of contact a clear giveaway that you wouldn’t be able to cum.
he feels himself get harder, shifting his hips up to jerk himself over your face, “open.” he commands, one hand gripping your jaw to keep you in place.
he paints your face, breathing heavily watching you fight to catch some of the hot ropes in your mouth.
he sees your forming pout, and scoops up some of his cum on his thumb, slipping it between your two plush lips.
rafe’s favorite way to unwind from a tough day consists of hand-feeding you one too many glasses of wine, undressing you and laying you across his lap. he doesn’t have time for stubbornness or brattiness, he needs his baby nice and pliable for him. willing. needs your guard lowered so he can be a little bit more vulnerable, gentle.
“i love you, baby. you’re my sweet girl.” he’ll mumble as he nuzzles his digits inside of you, cooing when you let out the cutest of noises, small smile settled on his face as he focuses his attention on showing you his love for you.
warnings: smoking, unprotected p in v sex, pool sex, breeding
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you were spending the day with your best friend sarah. you were by the pool the whole day, just swimming, tanning and gossiping.
“oh no, we ran out of lemonade!” sarah says with a frown when he comes bavk from inside. “gotta go buy more.”
“i’ll wait for you” you smile while putting on sunscreen. sarah nods and you watch her disappear with her wallet in her hand.
ten minutes pass and you get a message from her: got distracted by john b. probably up to his place. sorry!
you just chuckle and shake your head. you still couldn’t believe that a kook princess would date the pogue king himself.
the sound of footsteps take you out of your thoughts and your heart skips a beat when you see their owner.
“hi ray” you smile, taking your sunglasses off to look at him and standing up from your sunbed. “how are you?”
”’sup, bunny,” rafe smirks, the nickname he gave you smoothly coming out of his mouth as he lights up a cigarette and taking a long drag. you were his favorite friend of sarah’s, always so sweet and caring, asking how his day was, all innocent.
“i’m doin’ good, how you doin’,” he blew the smoke out the corner of his mouth, watching her as she walked towards him. “you look good in that bikini.”
“thanks! i bought it last week,” you smile. and look at your bikini. “they also had a blue one but i thought this one was better.”
he chuckled at your words, flicking the ash off his cigarette “well, you have pretty good taste.” he commented, stepping closer to you, his gaze lingering on your body.
“thanks!” you smile and then look at the cigarette. you weren’t much of a smoker, but you took one when someone had them. “can i have a drag?”
hesitantly, he handed you the cigarette, his lips twitching into a smile. “sure, if you must.”
his eyes were focused on your lips, the way you suck on the filter, imagining how they would taste and feel wrapped around his dick.
rafe watched you take a long drag, your lips wrapped around the cigarette looking so tempting. he swallowed hard, his eyes never leaving you. he was getting hard. “you look hot as hell.”
“really..?” you smile shyly. you’re not used to getting attention from guys, and you’re definitely not used to comments like this. “i don’t get that often.”
his eyes roamed over your body, tracing the curves of your figure with a predatory gaze, his breath hitching as his cock hardened in his swimming pants. he coudln’t take it anymore, he reached out, grabbing your ass, squeezing it softly.
you gasp, looking up at him with a shocked and confused expression that only made him grow harder. “what are you doing, ray??”
his hand slips lower, his fingers finding the damp fabric of your bikini bottoms. he chuckles, his eyes never leaving yours. he wants her, wants to strip you naked and ravish you. “i'm going to fuck you in this pool soon.”
that takes you off guard, making you swallow as you try to talk yourself out of it. “that’s unhygienic.. i- i could get an infection or something—“ you stutter, trying to stay calm.
“you'll be the cleanest bitch in town after I finish fucking you.” rafe whispers, rubbing your butt cheeks. he was already imagining what it would feel like to have you writhing beneath him, moaning his name.
he leans down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. his tongue slides past your lips, exploring your mouth as his hand playfully slap your butt. if only you knew how much he wants to strip you and have you bent over the pool deck for a good, long, hard fucking.
“rafe— wait— sarah—“ you attempt to say between kisses.
his fingers dig into you hips, pulling you closer against him, his kiss turning more hungry as his arousal presses against you, his cock throbbing pants. “shut up and let me fuck you.”
you want to protest, to tell him that this is a terrible idea, that sarah will kill you when she finds out. but before you can respond, you have his fingers knuckled deep into your pussy
he devours your mouth, his tongue dancing with yours. he could feel your wetness coating his fingers and he couldn't wait to slide that sweet cunny onto his engorged cock.
you leave tiny moans and whimpers into the kiss as he fingers you, shamelessly moving your hips into his hand as your knees bend in pleasure.
he whitdraws his fingers before you can cum, a smirk on his face as he looks at you, his hands on your thighs. "get down on your knees, i wanna fuck you doggy right here.”
his eyes devouring your body as he watched you get into a kneeling position on the edge of the pool deck. he undoes his swimming pants and slides them down, revealing his big, hard and throbbing cock. “spread those legs f’me.”
you do as he says so and he positions himself behind you, his cock pressing against your wet folds. he reachs around and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling it gently as he begings to push into your tight pussy.
you gasp, your pussy gripping his cock tight. “ray..” you whimper, followed by a low groan from him.
he pulls your hair harder, causing you to let out a small whimper. "shhh, baby. i'm gonna make you cum." he begins to thrust into you, his balls slapping against your clit with each powerful thrust, your plump butt jiggling.
all you can let out are small ah ah ah sounds, and god, that could make him cum right on the spot.
he leans down and plants a kiss on your neck. "i can fucking feel your pussy clenching around me, sweet thing. you want me to fuck you harder? or do you want me to pull out and leave you wet and needy?"
“harder.. harder, ray..” you whine out, the thought of him stopping makes you wanna cry.
without missing a beat, he thrust into you harder, pounding your soaking wet pussy. the sounds of his hips slapping against your plump butt combined with your small and needy whimpers filled the air. “look at you.. taking your best friend’s brother’s balls deep inside you..”
your eyes roll into the back of your head, feeling the knot in your stomach threatening to burst. ”ray!” you moan out, your pussy clenching.
feeling the sensation of your tight pussy clenching around his cock as you reach your peak, he pulled your head back even further and slammed into you one last time, holding you there as he came inside you with a long grunt. "i fucking told you i was going to make you cum."
small whimpers are leaving your mouth, feeling his warm and sticky cum dump inside you and his lips attacking your neck, all while still coming down from your high.
he stayed inside you for a while, waiting until his panting calms down. after a while he gently pulled out, leaving a mess of his cum in your wrecked pussy. "there's my good girl."
even though you’re completely fucked out, you still somehow manage to get up on your knees, turn around and hug him, seeking out comfort.
feeling your small body against his, he pulled you into a tight hug, basking in the afterglow of your intense fuck session. his voice was deep and soothing as he soothed you in his arms. "come here, my little mess."
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