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rafescurtainbangz · 2 days
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Frat Prez - Rafe Cameron Blurb +18
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Minor DNI
Frat!Rafe x female reader
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Play fighting, roughish sex, unprotected p in v, spanking, choking, swearing, pet names.
"RAFE STOP. JESUS," you shout, pushing him off as he smiles at you wickedly.
"What? Thought you liked when I played with your tiddies," he asks as he wraps his arms around your waist, squeezing you tightly, only to let his hands creep higher, doing it again. You throw back your elbow, jabbing him in his stomach, his abs making your act of aggression laughable.
"I'm trying to study, Rafe. C'mon," you whine as he wraps you up a little tighter in his arms?”
”At a frat house?” He asks through a teasing laugh. “Lookin’ this fine?”
"Leave me alone, or l'm gonna kick your ass."
"Woah... Wait, doll. We scrappin'?" He chuckles through a gravelly laugh. "You're gonna kick my ass?" He asks as he points to himself, with a taunting smile.
"Yeah... And, l'd win too," you sass, knowing there's no way he's gonna let this go, playing into his game. You stand up from your chair chest-to-chest with Rafe, looking up at him. "So, are you gonna do anything, Cameron? Or, are you just gonna stand there like a bitch-" He cuts you off, lifting you over his shoulder, walking with you up the stairs as you put up a fight.
“What’s up your ass today, princess?” He chuckles before reaching up, cracking your skin with the palm of his large hand, leaving behind a sharp sting. “Not me. Not yet at least,” he snickers.
”You wouldn’t get it, Rafe. You don't give a shit about school,” you sigh.
“Well, that’s just not true. You’re talkin’ to the Frat Prez, pretty. ‘Course I care.” He kicks his bedroom door shut, slamming the lock with a smirk before flicking his backward cap to the side.
“I said school, Rafe. Not the frat.” You mumble as he lays down on his fluffy area rug, beckoning you to straddle his lap. You sit on top of him, resting your hands on the chest of his crisp white t-shirt.
"Kick my ass, baby doll. I'll even give you a headstart."
"How are you already hard?" You tease as you circle your hips on his rock-hard bulge through his gray sweats.
"I got hard when you elbowed me," he answers with a boyish smile, making you roll your eyes as a blush creeps across your cheeks. "So, are you gonna do anything, ma, or are you just gonna sit there like a bi-" You cut off his words with a decent slap to the cheek, making his mouth fall open in disgust.
"That hurt," he spits.
"And, your spanks feel great," you retort, delivering another slap, causing him to gasp playfully.
"Didn't think you had it in you, kid," he taunts. Reaching around, smacking your ass rougher than ever, making you scream. Your hands bind around his thick throat, squeezing tightly, making him return a crooked smile.
He quickly rolls you to your back, your hands still firmly wrapped. The veins in his neck protruded, that same smile still slicked on his lips. He grabs your wrists, pinning them against the carpet with a bruising grip.
Rafe releases his hold, sitting on top of you, giving you his full weight as you wriggle and protest. "Damn, baby. You're kind of a pussy," he rasps as he moves his hands up your body slowly, landing on your neck, taking his turn choking you.
You release a choked moan as he starts to grind himself into you, nudging your clit with each roll of his hips. His hands trail back down your body, rising slightly on his knees as he plays with the band of your shorts.
"Where are you goin'? Huh?" Rafe shouts, giving you just enough room to flee. You crawl away, only for Rafe to grab for you, pulling you back as well as your shorts off your body. He smacks your bare ass, holding you in place as he yanks his sweatpants down.
"Rafe!" You squeal, fighting away from him with minimal effort this time, hoping for this outcome all along.
"What?" He snickers. "I won. Just claiming my prize." He groans as he clutches his hard cock in his fist, running the tip through your soaked folds.
"Prizes? Don't remember talkin' about that - RAFE!" You scream as he slams his long, thick dick deep."
"Well you're gettin' this cock, baby. Maybe you're the winner. Hmm?" He snickers at his own stupid joke as he throws his hips into you rapidly.
"Too much, Rafe," you whimper.
"You tappin' out, princess?" He grunts. "We just got started. We gotta toughen you up a lil bit." Rafe throws you to your back, quickly ripping off his shirt. Your eyes follow the indentations of his abs to his deep v-lines, so distracted by his body that you gasp again when he ruts himself in again. "Fuck. You're so tight, y/n," he moans, lowly.
You can feel him stretching you out; a sharp pressure between your thighs. He continues pounding you into the floor, breasts bouncing with each thrust. He lifts your t-shirt exposing your tits before giving one a slap.
"Ouch, Rafe!"
"Please-" he chuckles as he sees the want in your eyes.
Rafe moves his hands under your neck, propping your head up so you can see. "Bet my lil slut wants to watch. Don'tcha?" He teases, but he's right. You watch as your soaked cunt swallows up his dick, hitting the right spot each time. "Fuck, y/n. Look at you taking me so well," he burns, his slick bangs and forehead pressed against yours.
"Can't take me in a fight but you can take my cock like a champ," he bullies, running his tongue along his plump bottom lip.
A familiar heat builds inside you. You close your walls around him, gripping him harder. Rafe’s brows knit tight.
"Mmm... I love when you do that," he moans. His lips crash into yours, messy kisses as the two of you fight for air.
"You know if you cum before me, Rafe, I win," you pant against his lips, feeling him smile along yours.
"And, when has that ever happened, sweetheart?" He breathes as his fingers meet your clit making your thighs tremble uncontrollably.
"You're gonna cum. Aren't you?" He groans. "I can tell."
"M'not"
"You're not?" He teases as he moves his fingers quicker.
"Fuck, Rafe," you moan, arching your back as your orgasm washes over your body. Rafe pushes even deeper, flooding you with his climax. His fingers dig into your hips, mucles clenching as he fucks out the last bit of his pleasure and yours.
"Fuck, baby," he groans. "I won."
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fratrafecameron · 3 days
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im sleepy - anybody wanna keep me warm?
goodnight xx
love you
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rafesthroatbaby · 25 days
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frat rafe 💦💦💦💦
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sick ass party xx
night, prolly crashing when i get home
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devinedoll · 7 days
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i saw smth about beautiful dainty light hearted girls with their pet frat boys (their boyfriends) and it is just sooooo rafe and reader. if the idea was a person i’d fuck it.
oh my god oh my god oh my god ur speaking my language!!
frat!rafe x innocent reader headcannons
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- frat!rafe who loves parading you around parties, a pretty little thing on his arm. he gets many jealous glares and nods of approval. people are always astounded by the sheer juxtaposition of how perverted and arrogant the boy was, and how sweet and charismatic you were.
- frat!rafe who loves the summer because of your sweet little sundresses. he’s obsessed with the way they squish your tits and flow around your ass, the perfect length for him to sneak his hand in and squeeze affectionately.
- frat!rafe who loves when you tutor him, bringing you up into his messy room in the shared house, listening to your soft voice explain a complicated concept. he loves eating you out up here, listening to you trail off as you succumb to pleasure.
- frat!rafe who lets you drink with him, loving you all tipsy and pliant, barely clothed and all his. his favorite is when you get to the point where you’re no longer bothered by pda, pushing your plush tits into him and pawing at him to take you upstairs. the look he shares with his frat boys at your desperation would usually disgust you, but you’re too needy and drunk to notice. blindly following him through the house, hand-in-hand.
- frat!rafe who fucks you loudly in your dorm room, not caring about how thin the walls were and how red your face would be when you exit your pleasure induced haze, “yeah that’s real good kid, let em hear ya” and you’re whining and nodding, so fucked out that you just go with what he says.
- frat!rafe who loves when you need him. whether that be fixing a light, carrying something heavy, building furniture. he wants you to rely on him, he needs to be needed.
- frat!rafe who kisses you soooo sloppy in public no matter how much you complain. you love it, you really do, but the excess saliva and the visible tongue make your cheeks flush—the blonde boy chiding at you, “s’okay baby, everyone knows we’re together, nothin’ to be embarrassed about yeah?”
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mvybanks · 3 months
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the deal — the one where you almost break up
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a/n: writing flangst just to feel something oh how i love being a woman😫 on a serious note, don’t kill me pls + this can be read as a stand-alone but it’s a post-series blurb from the deal !!! (i know this is longer than a blurb but we all know that i don’t care)
warnings: FLANGST!!!, rafe is mean, mentions of things that happened in the series, ward being a terrible parent, not proofread (will do it tomorrow🫡)
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You and Rafe are in a fight.
Or at least what started out as just a fight.
It’s rare for either of you to be mad at the other, but he truly has crossed the line this time and you feel like your relationship is hanging by a thread now.
He had gone back home for a couple of days, that turned out to be a week, and although you didn’t know what was the reason, you didn’t think much of it, it was a habit of his and you believed that he only wished to see his sisters. However, when he came back, he wasn’t your Rafe. You couldn’t recognize the man that had walked inside your apartment and to be honest, you didn’t want to get to know him.
“Hey, baby!” You ran to him as he had opened the front door, for you had given him a key to your apartment.
If there’s one thing that he had always loved was being welcomed by your sweet embrace, engulfed by your comforting perfume and finally being able to relax against you. But that didn’t happen this time.
“Hey,” was all he said. No emotions behind it, no joy of seeing you again after an entire week, and that had already alarmed you. Hell, what had already made bells go off in your head had been the little to none contact when he was away.
You were only able to place your hands on his chest before he kept walking inside, ignoring you, while he reached the bathroom and left you at the entrance. Where was your boyfriend?
You went to lie on the couch and stayed there until he came back in the living room. You could tell something was wrong and you were unsure if you had done something to make him upset.
“How was your trip?” You only asked, not wanting to pry on his behavior immediately.
“I don’t feel like talking.” He coldly exclaimed, making your lips seal shut.
And so you remained in silence for what seemed an eternity. An uncomfortable silence; one that you had never experienced with Rafe and it was hurting not knowing what was going on.
Finally, you attempted at getting an answer, gently placing one hand on his shoulder as he sat next to you on the couch. “Baby, what’s wrong?” You inquired, worry laced in your voice.
“Nothing’s wrong. I told you I don’t feel like talking, Y/n, for fuck’s sake!” He groaned, shaking your hand off and breaking your heart in a million pieces as he did so. He got up from his seat, not even noticing the tears that were threatening to spill from your eyes.
“Just tell me if it’s something I did. This isn’t you.” You whispered, heartbroken.
This isn’t you.
This isn’t you.
The words kept echoing in his ears. The same ones he had pronounced. He let out a humorless laugh, “What, you think you know who I am, then? This is me! Make your fucking peace with it.”
You also left the couch, anger running through your veins as your eyes were focused on the stranger in front of you. “No, I won’t make my fucking peace with it, Rafe! You left for a week, you avoided me, then you come here, in my apartment, and keep ignoring me. I think I deserve an explanation!”
“You know what? Yes, I left for a week and I wanted to come back to my loving girlfriend. Is she here by the way? Because she sure as hell isn’t in front of me now.” He raised his voice once again, his tone accusatory.
Shaking your head, you matched his tone. “Don’t you dare turn this on me! Jesus, Rafe! You’re acting as if you hate me. We haven’t talked for a week and you’re still ignoring me. You’re here and you still feel distant.” Although it went unnoticed by him, a tear ran down your cheek as you pronounced the last words, and even that felt like a punch in the stomach because nothing that you’ve ever done has gone unnoticed by his always attentive gaze. Not a day has gone by where you weren’t his sun and every star in the universe, where you weren’t the reason why to everything, to all of his breaths. And yet, you felt like this has been the first day.
“I’m here, Y/n! I’m fucking here, aren’t I?! Stop lying and bullshitting me with this stuff. God, is this what you always do, you lie to everyone until you find someone better? Huh?! Wouldn’t be the first time.”
Your whole world stopped. You felt like the ground beneath you had fallen and had brought you with it. You were gasping for air and felt lightheaded all at once as everything in you ached. How could have he thrown that in your face? Your ears were ringing and your voice broke as you murmured, “Get out.”
The thing is that Rafe had regretted what he had said immediately. The hated filled words had spilled from his venom-tainted lips, but it hadn’t been your fault. Nothing was ever your fault, because you were his universe — you still are and have never stopped, because his whole life revolves around you and he wouldn’t want it any other way. So, he only let out a whispered “What?” as he felt a pang in his chest.
“Get out of my house.” You repeated looking at the ground before you raised your head to stare at him, “Get the fuck out of my house!” You yelled then, pointing towards the door.
He took a step closer to you, “Wait —“
But you were quicker, putting even more space between you, “If that’s what you think of me, why don’t you just break up with me? If that’s how you feel, why are you still with me?”
“Baby —“
“Shut up. Just — Shut up! Get out of my house, I don’t wanna see you.” You raised your voice once again as tears ran freely down your face.
“ I —“ He kept attempting to say anything, to make it right, but you interrupted him each time for the sound of his voice wasn’t a comforting melody anymore, but the reason of your pain.
“I don’t wanna see you again. I don’t wanna hear your voice. Get. Out!” And that’s when you began to physically push him away. He couldn’t stop you, nor did he want to upset you further, therefore he left.
However, he could hear you crying from outside, he listened as you sobbed against the door and punched it. He wished he was able to come back inside and take you in his arms, to console you, but he knew he wasn’t who you wanted in that moment, indeed he was the last person you desired.
But he stayed.
He stayed outside until he listened to the sound of your steps taking you far away from the door; until his back and his legs hurt and he had to sit down; until his heart screamed for you, loudly, bleeding for the tears that he had caused you; until now.
Softly knocking, “Can I come in?” He tries to choke out, the lump in his throat now impossible to swallow. Guilt. That’s what it is.
You’re sitting on your bed, the door of your room showing you the entrance, and you can hear the muffled words coming from the other side, but you won’t give in. You listen to him, pleading for you to let him in, because he wants — no, he needs to know that you’re okay, for he hasn’t heard from you for over three hours.
So, yes. You and Rafe are in a fight, but you’re not sure if this is the end of your relationship as well.
What you’re not aware of is that he has the key sitting in the pocket of his jeans, and although he’s dying to use it, he wishes for you to open the door, for you to tell him that you can find it in your heart to forgive him, to just hear him out; but he knows he doesn’t deserve it. As time passes and the lack of answer continues, his fear increases. Are you okay? That’s all he keeps thinking about. Therefore, he decides to open the door, slowly walking inside while looking for you.
You don’t even raise your head when he comes in, you don’t give him the satisfaction of your attention. Once he enters your room, tears streaming down his face, he reaches his hand to gently cup your cheek, “Baby,” he whispers. But you’re quicker, instinctively running away from his touch. The action breaks him completely.
He falls on his knees, sitting in front of you, as he shows his raised hands to you. “I’m sorry. Please, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it, sweetheart.” He says quietly for the uncomfortable sensation in his throat doesn’t allow him to speak at a normal volume. “I didn’t mean it, please.” Rafe repeats once again before a long string of hushed ‘i’m sorry’s leaves his lips. Finally, he lets his head fall on your closed knees and his fingers delicately grab your calves while the never ending apologies make him sound like a broken record.
You can’t help but cry with him, although your gaze is still on the wall beside you, and yet you can feel the pain written on his features.
“My father was there.” He mumbles against your clothed skin.
“What?” The word leaves your lips but you don’t even realize what you’ve asked until he continues.
“My father was home. He never is when I go back home, but he was there this time.”
You‘ve learned about Rafe’s relationship with his father; he’s told you a lot — actually, he’s told you everything about it, because he wanted you to know him, and you do. You know him better than anyone else in the world. “He was mad. Said that I’m ungrateful for never showing up when he’s there and that this isn’t me. He just— he kept yelling, saying that I’m a piece of shit who deserves nothing. I don’t deserve his kindness, I don’t deserve my sisters, I… I don’t deserve you.” He murmurs the last words, which finally makes you look down at him.
Your heart is in a thousands of pieces as you softly ask, “Me?”
Rafe stares up at you and bloodshot eyes bore into yours. “You. He never stopped saying that, until I believed him. I know you deserve better, I’ve always known that, but I guess hearing this from someone else, out loud, it made it real. So, I pushed you away and I’m sorry. I’m not finding an excuse, I swear, I only want you to know that it’s not your fault and that I take full responsibility.”
In a moment of weakness, you let your hand faintly touch his jaw and your thumb brush against his cheek, causing him to rest his head further in your palm.
“I’m sorry about your father, Rafe, I really am, but what you said hurt me, and I didn’t think it was possible for you to ever cause me so much pain.”
Twisting his neck, he kisses the palm of your hand and tightly shuts his eyes. “I know. I know and I’m sorry. I will regret this for the rest of my life, but I promise you with everything I have, with every single cell of my body, that I will never do that again. And I know how this sounds, but if you just give me one more chance, I will spend the rest of my life showing you how much I want to deserve you.” At last, he gets up and holds your face in his hands. “I love you so much, baby. So, so much.”
“The rest of your life, huh?” You playfully ask.
He lets out a wet chuckle. “The rest of my life, baby. You know I’m here for the long run.”
“You better act like it, then, Cameron.”
Rafe rests his forehead on yours, breathing you in and nodding his head at your words. “Can I kiss you?” He mumbles, his mouth almost touching yours.
“Please.”
Your lips connect to each other’s and it feels as if this is the first time you’ve been able to breathe in the past hours. He goes to sit next to you on the bed, never leaving your lips, before he grabs you and manhandles you until you’re sat on his lap. Rafe holds you impossibly close, scared that you’re going to leave as soon as he lets you go. However, unbeknownst to him, you could never leave him, not when he shows you how much he loves you over and over again, and especially not when you go to sleep in each other’s arms and the only thing that helps you sleep is the feeling of his skin and the sound of his voice, repeatedly whispering ‘i love you’s with his lips pressed against your head.
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rafescokewhore · 4 months
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》 fuck midterms — frat!rafe cameron
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ᡣ𐭩 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: frat!rafe x slightly nerdy!reader
ᡣ𐭩 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.0k
ᡣ𐭩 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: MDNI, fingering, multiple uses of the c word, cussing, semi public sexual content (frat brothers are downstairs during this). let me know if i forgot any!
ᡣ𐭩 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: based on this ask!
ᡣ𐭩 𝐀/𝐍: ☝🏼put a finger down if you’ve never written frat!rafe before… ✊🏼 this was so much fun to write, i hope you all enjoy it! 🧡
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“fuck this shit!” you throw your pencil on the desk, the piece of wood landing with a clink. you throw your head in your hands, wanting to cry.
midterms were nearing and you were doing work after work to study and prepare but you think you finally piled a little too much on yourself. the workload was too much and you were tired of running your brain to the point of being a zombie.
“what’s wrong, baby?” rafe looks up from his phone. you had hardly seen rafe study this entire time and you were almost positive he was doing to past. he passed last midterms despite you not seeing him open one single textbook.
“i fucking hate midterms,” you sob, bunching your hair up in your hands as you face down, your tears falling onto the hardwood of rafe’s bedroom.
“come here baby,” rafe tosses his phone on the other side of his bed, motioning for you to join him on the bed. you sigh, wiping your tears as you slam your textbook shut. you sulk over to his bed, crawling up and letting rafe put you in whatever position he wanted. already sitting up against the headboard, rafe brought your back against his.
rafe’s bedroom was on the second floor of the fraternity, french doors to the balcony adorning the wall in front of his bed. him and his rich ass frat brothers got a house next to the water and rafes bedroom overlooked it. you loved sitting in rafe’s bed and watching the ocean rush by.
“are you stressed about anything else?” rafe asks, brushing your hair to the other side of your neck. you shiver as you shake your head no, “no, midterms are just bullshit,” you shrugged, leaning back into him and relaxing the best you could.
your body tenses for a moment when you feel rafe’s lips press to the exposed side of your neck, peppering soft kisses as far as he could reach. “w-what are you doing?” you sigh against him.
“helping you relax,” he murmurs against your lips, becoming more and more sloppy with his kisses. his lips are hot against your skin, your body melting and sinking further and further into rafe’s chest.
you whimper as his finger brush against your clothed clit, opening your legs automatically. rafe smiles greedily against your neck, slipping his fingers into the waistband of your leggings, hands trailing slowly down your abdomen. his fingers reach your clit, earning a gasp as your mouth hangs open, waiting for him to touch you further.
“let me take care of you,” rafe whispers softly, his fingers rubbing your clit in circular motions. you bite your lip, trying to suppress a moan. the boys were downstairs and you didn’t want anyone knowing you were doing anything but studying up here.
you decided to help rafe out and lift your butt off the bed, sliding your leggings and panties down a bit, allowing him full access to your heat. your mouth goes dry, your head feeling fuzzy as rafe works his expert fingers on your clit, stimulating you in the best way. you let out another whine, spreading your legs even further for him.
rafe’s fingers stop, never letting a finger up as he slips further, his fingers circling your already soaked cunt. rafe never had to do much to make you wet. he could literally look at you a certain way and you’d fall to your fucking knees for him. his fingers weren’t the only thing you were wrapped around. and despite what he tells his frat brothers, you had him wrapped around your own fingers.
with ease, his two fingers sunk into your walls. you clenched around him momentarily, letting out a breath. “relax baby,” rafe soothes, encouraging you to let your whole body just turn to mush.
you instantly obey, your body falling limp. you close your eyes, sighing as he begins to fuck his fingers in and out. “fuck,” you whisper, trying your hardest not to moan. this was exactly what you needed after a long stressful week of studying. it was never ending and you’re ashamed to admit you didn’t really give yourself a break from any of it.
it wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm approaching. rafe knew your body better than you did. he always knew what you needed, when you needed it, and he always knew exactly how to do it.
you let a moan slip, the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of your cunt was just too good for you to keep quiet. you buck your hips, matching rafe’s speed and rubbing your clit against his palm. you hear rafe let out a shaky breath from behind you. he was so turned on at the way you you melted in front of him. your brain begins to practically liquefy as your cunt squeezes around his fingers.
“that’s it, baby, cum for me,” he urges behind you. you nod frantically, moaning and looking down as you watch his fingers drive into your pussy, his pace becoming quicker and quicker as you run after your orgasm.
with a loud moan, your fingers digging into rafe’s thigh, your orgasm hits you like a wave, practically knocking you into another world as you ride out your high against rafe’s palm.
“good girl,” rafe smirks, still pumping his fingers gently as you come down. your brain was fried at this point, your orgasm hitting you much harder than you anticipated. you needed that, so desperately and you were so thankful to be dating someone like rafe who knows what you need before you even do.
rafe pulls his fingers out slowly, allowing you to ease into the loss of contact. you sigh, slipping further down rafe’s torso and further into the bed. your eyes were shut and you felt overwhelmingly tired.
midterms. fuck.
you groaned, rolling around on the bed and sitting up. you felt a lot better about studying now despite you still not wanting to do it, you knew you needed to. you exhale deeply, standing and shimmying your panties and leggings back up.
“feel better?” rafe quips, eyes sparkling and wild.
“yes,” you chuckle, beginning to head back to the desk to deal with the impending work.
“always here for you,” he smirks, smacking your butt playfully.
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hapinesbuterfiy · 5 days
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omg babe i hope there will be more sorority!reader and fratboy!rafe. i love them!!
i love them i have so many ideas prepare to be sick of me😭
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currently thinking about being drunk in love with frat!rafe <3 ...
your obnoxiously bulky frat sneakers thump as you stumble up the stairs, clinging to rafe as you make your way up to his bedroom. your giggles are muffled by the blaring music from the ongoing party in his frat house.
you and rafe were completely wasted. you spent the night by his side, engaging in far to many games of cup pong with him and his frat brothers and dancing to the music being blasted by the severely underpaid dj.
your already vibrant personality was heightened from the amount of alcohol you consumed while he was relaxed, fun. once you reach his bedroom, you both collapse onto his bed, slinging your arms around each other as you drunkenly giggle.
"you know— you know m' gonna wife you up one day yeah? real shit baby real shit. white dress n' everythin' get you a nice big rock to while m' at it." he slurs his words as he begins to sloppily trail kisses down your neck.
"mhm. wanna have lots of babies and make you cookies all day. oooh can we get a puppy too? wow i'm so wife material." you continue to laugh at your own words, letting out the most heinous cackle as you drop your head onto his shoulder.
and just like that, you're both out cold, enveloped into each other embrace dreaming about a conversation that you probably won't remember once you wake up<3
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princessbrunette · 2 days
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frat!gooner!rafe is weird and icky.
occasionally he’ll follow you into the bathroom at his place, crowding you from behind with his hands on your hips so you don’t shut the door in his face as he eases you into the room to do your business. you’re used to him, unbothered as ever as you innocently pull your panties down and pee in the toilet, the watchful boy stood before you with a wide stance in grey sweats and parted lips, staring at the little pudge of pubic meat that peeks from between your legs.
the sound of your tinkle fills the room as you swing your legs, looking up at him curiously. “cute… can hear how tight you are just from the sound…” he has no shame in the way he says it, looking down right at you as he stuffs his hands in his pockets. for something said in such a flirtatious way he sure was off putting at times. “you ever like… pee’d… pee’d on a dick while its fuckin’ you?” his voice is rasped, drawled, like he’s already horny at just the mere thought. you shake your head.
“only ever had sex with you, remember?” you blink dolly eyelashes up at him and he nods, fixing the backwards hat on his head.
“oh shit, yeah. aha…”
only later on he’s following you back into the bathroom to see what else you’ll get up to. it’s later in the evening, and you’ve headed to brush your teeth. when you’re minding your business, the tall fratboy looms over you and takes the toothbrush from your mouth, taking over for you.
he grasps your chin with his fingers, seemingly concentrated as he works the bristles over your teeth. it’s seemingly innocent at first and you even giggle, in which he responds with a distracted ‘hm’ with a smile. but rafe being rafe, he gets carried away fast— making sure to really scrub at your tongue until you’re grasping at his wrist with wide slightly panicked doe eyes and a furrowed brow, toothpaste frothing and drooling out your mouth at the corners as you gag on the plastic device.
“yeah… fuckin’ sexy even like that.” he mutters to himself, before he’s had enough of it and lets go, leaving you coughing and wiping your mouth, departing with a slap on your ass. “hurry up n’ come to bed already.”
he’s also the type to randomly start jerking off whilst the two of you are watching tv. it’s nothing special, you’re rewatching gossip girl and when rafe gets disinterested — he puts his hands down his basketball shorts, thumbing at his cock until it’s hard. he leans his head back, staring at the ceiling in a daze as he does so, and you only notice he’s doing it when he pulls it out, jerking it at its full stiffness.
“rafe!” you widen your eyes, startled. he licks his lips, completely unfazed by your reaction.
“what?” he has the audacity to sound mildly irritated by your surprise. “s’a very normal thing, alright?”
“you just caught me off guard.” you pout, head tilting in curiosity as you watch the way he works his fist over himself, unable to help yourself from mentally taking notes. he looks at you, chest rising and falling with slow deep breaths as he touches himself, and after a few seconds he speaks.
“well are you going to keep staring or do you wanna help me out here? this dick won’t suck itself, fucking unfortunately.”
you shuffle closer, huffing out your nose with a frown. “you know i’ll always help.” you argue at the insinuation and he presses his lips together in a smile, both arms now resting along the back of the couch as you lower yourself between his legs.
“thats why i like you sweetheart. me n’you are just the same, isn’t that right?”
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blueicequeen19 · 7 months
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Warnings: public cock warming, public unprotected sex, degrading, praise, Frat Boy Rafe 🔥
I didn’t object to Rafe pulling me onto his lap, trapping me between him and the table. I didn’t object when his hand started to trace circles along my inner thigh under my plaid skirt as he continued to read his book with his free hand. I didn’t even object when he began to palm my aching bare pussy. He’d made me take my panties off before we came and tuck them in his pocket. You didn’t complain when you were dating Rafe Cameron. He did what he wanted, when he wanted. And if he wanted to fuck you in the silent library, surrounded by his college peers then you let him.
I tried to be a good girl and not shift too much on his lap but it was hard with the way his skilled fingers kept stroking my clit until my pussy and thighs were absolutely soaked.
“Rafe.” I whispered, my head against his shoulder.
“Don’t move.” Rafe instructed in a whisper, never looking up from his book. I glanced around but no one was looking up or noticed. Everyone had their nose in a book, deep in concentration. The only way they could see what was happening was if they looked under the table. But I still had to remain quiet.
I took a deep breath, willing myself to calm down even as he reached lower and buried two fingers inside me. I clamped my mouth shut, turning my head and attempting to plead with him with my eyes but he didn’t even look up from his book. A minute passed and his fingers didn’t move. I was starting to become delirious with need. I was about to start begging in front of all these people when his thumb pressed against my clit. My body jerked against the table but no one looked up, my heart beating erratically in my chest.
“I told you not to move.” Rafe finally spoke again in my ear, his voice low in warning.
“Rafe, please, let’s go somewhere.” I hissed back, my hands gripping the table to keep myself from grinding against his fingers.
“No, I have to study.” Rafe said, turning back to his book. I was going to die. I was going to cum in front of his peers and die of humiliation and maybe even a heart attack. I couldn’t catch my breath.
“Reach behind you and undo my pants.” Rafe murmurs softly in my ear. Oh god.
My hands shake as I do as instructed, his cock springing free the moment his button releases. He wasn’t wearing boxers. I try to bring my hands back around but Rafe curls his fingers inside me, making me gasp and jerk against him. Still, no one looks up or pays us any mind.
“Stand up and take a drink of your water then sit back down on my cock.” Rafe instructs, his low voice like a caress down my spine. He removes his fingers from inside me as I plant my feet on the floor and push myself up to reach for my water bottle. I take a small sip as I feel him guide his cock between my legs and to my soaked entrance.
“Rafe?” I startle, looking to one of his friends across the table who’s trying to get his attention. I’m afraid to move but Rafe’s fingers nudge my thigh, telling me to sit down.
“Yea?” Rafe asks, like I’m not about to sit down on his cock in front of all his peers. Rafe sits his book down to grab my thigh under the table and forces me to sit. The hardest thing I’d ever encountered was resisting the urge to let my eyes roll into the back of my head as he filled me. His cock was so thick and hard that I couldn’t think.
I could barely lean forward enough to grab my book but it only made him reach a different angle and I stopped abruptly, my inner walls spasming and my bottom lip quivers. The pleasure was so intense I felt like I was going to cry.
“Did you get the finance worksheet done?” Rafe’s friend asks. Rafe’s arm wraps around my waist, pulling me firmly against his chest as he picks up his book again. I raise my own book to hide my face. They engage in conversation about homework in low voices so not to draw negative attention from the librarian all while I’m on the verge of unraveling. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. Just as ravenous as I was.
Finally, Rafe relaxes into his seat and widens his legs, only driving his cock deeper. I let the book rest against my forehead to keep from moaning. I could feel sweat running down my back and on the back of my neck. I reach down to slide my hand under my skirt to take the edge off, to hell with these people, when Rafe’s hand suddenly snatches my wrist, holding it firmly against my side.
“Behave and I’ll let you finish.” Rafe murmurs into my ear, his breath on my skin giving me goosebumps and making me clench around him. The teasing was driving me mad. I needed to move. I needed to rock back and forth between bounces on his cock. I needed him to slap my pussy as I chased my release. I needed..
“Easy. You’re tightening around me. Wouldn’t want me to get mine without yours, would you?” Rafe taunts in my ear. My nostrils flare and I debate standing. To hell with this.
Just then a book slams shut and one of his friends announces it’s time to get something to eat. The rest follow suit except one girl who looks between us, her murderous glare landing on me before she follows the rest of them. I suddenly felt privileged to be sitting on Rafe’s cock out in the open if it brought the jealous bitch some misery.
Now that we’re alone, Rafe sits his book down and wraps his free arm around my waist. My heart rate kicks into high gear as he positions my legs on either side of his, opening me obscenely wide while immobilizing me.
“R-Rafe—.” I start, my body beginning to tremble.
“Take your panties from my pocket and put them in your mouth. I know you’re a desperate little bitch but I need you to be quiet.” Rafe murmurs, his hand sliding between my legs to stroke my clit. I buck and whimper as I reach back with a shaky hand and dig my panties from his jacket pocket. This was so degrading but I didn’t care. His cock was so hard inside me and rubbing against places that threatened to send me to another dimension. If he wanted me to put my own panties in my mouth, I would.
“Good girl.” Rafe purred, lightly slapping his hand against my pussy. My body seized and I gripped the table for dear life. Anyone could walk around the corner and catch us. We could be expelled.
All thoughts left me as Rafe begin to move, slowly pumping his cock in and out of me like his soul purpose in life was to see me lose control.
“Fuck yes.” Rafe breathed, pumping his hips harder and faster. The sound of my arousal was obvious with every push and pull of his thick cock. The thought of being caught only made me more wet. I was right there. Right. There.
“Put your feet on the floor and grab the table.” Rafe suddenly says, helping me maneuver my shaking legs over his to reach the floor. My body tightened around his again as I brought my legs together, tears filling my eyes as I did as I was told.
“Lift up just a little and hold it. Don’t move.” Rafe rasps, his voice thick with need too. Good. I wanted this to drive him just as crazy.
The moment I used the table to lift myself up, he started to fuck me hard and fast, his pelvis slamming against my ass where he yanked my skirt up. I buried my face against my arm to keep from making any noises even with my own panties in my mouth as he pistoned into me, using his hands on my hips to pull me back into every thrust. All while he stayed sitting down.
“Cum you little slut. Let me feel it drip down to my fucking balls.” I didn’t have to be told twice. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my body seizing and convulsing as he ripped the most intense orgasm of my life from my body. I knew I’d made a mess. I faintly heard a small gasp that I knew hadn’t came from me so I lifted my eyes to find the mean girl from earlier watching us with wide eyes and her hand over her mouth. I smiled at her just as Rafe huffed a breath and spilled inside me, flooding my insides with his warmth.
“Goddamn.” Rafe breathed, pulling me back against him as the evidence of what we’d just done drips from me. The girl turns and flees and that makes me happier.
“How about you get underneath this table and clean up our mess then we’ll go get dinner?” Rafe whispers in my ear, his hand sliding between us to cup where we’re still connected. I turn my head to face him and he pulls my panties from my mouth and kisses me hard. I begin to rock my hips again, my cares from earlier completely forgotten about as I chase another high. Rafe pulls back from the kiss to smirk at me, his hand sliding lower to force two fingers inside me along with his cock. I wince. The stretch too much but too good to stop.
“Greedy fucking slut. One more then you’re going to lap up this mess.” Rafe breathes, kissing me again to silence me as I fall apart again.
If he wanted me to crawl naked on broken glass just to taste him.. I would.
You didn’t tell Rafe Cameron no.
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drewsbebe · 12 days
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Frat! Rafe is everything to me
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rafescurtainbangz · 3 days
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Rafe Cameron is such a daddy…
I just know he’d put his rings back on before sex.
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fratrafecameron · 6 hours
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Good morning baby xx
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Rafeee I did my homeowner and wrote my essay more hand pics plsss I did what you asked😸
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there you go, di, so proud of you
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stwrkeys · 1 year
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Smut with rafe cameron in the car “until the windows fog up”
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made this with frat!rafe bc it fits & i miss him
you’re sitting in the passenger seat of your boyfriend’s car on the way back to campus. it’s way past midnight and you had felt like leaving the party you two attended at his frat, so he offered to go home with you. you’re facing rafe as you lean your arm against the car door. you still feel a bit buzzed, courtesy of the drink you decided to chug before you walked out, but not too drunk. mostly, it had wore off.
you stare, taking in the features of the man beside you. even in the dark, you could see his chiseled jaw, large biceps, his strong hands gripping the steering wheel. those hands. something about the way they held onto the wheel and moved every time he took a turn ignited something in you. your body takes over your mind and before you can think, your hands are moving to the buttons on rafe’s pants. his hands fly off of the steering wheel and he snaps his head down, “what the fuck are you doing?! i’m driving!” you hum, ignoring him as you pull his pants down as much as you can. you place a hand on his boxers, feeling him hardening underneath your touch. you apply pressure and move your hand back and forth, teasing him. he grabs your wrist firmly, “don’t make me stop this car and fuck you right now.”
you giggle and unbuckle your seatbelt. you lean over and pull rafe’s length out of his boxers. immediately, you take him into your mouth. you can feel the car swerve as he lets out a hiss. he drives slowly before coming to a full stop. you don’t see where as you continue your work on his cock. you take him into the back of your throat, gagging. he pushes your head down, causing it to go even further. “fuck, don’t stop,” you play with him, switching back and forth between your mouth and your hands on his tip. his mouth falls open, but no sound comes out. when you begin to move your head faster, his breathing becomes uneven. his hand sticks to the back of your head, not allowing you to move until he releases. desperately, he continues to fuck your throat until it’s coated in his cum. his grip loosens but his hand remains on your hair. he wastes no time, yanking you out of your seat so that you’re sitting on top of his lap. he turns you around to face the windshield, ass toward him. he grabs a handful of your dress,lifting it up, and positions himself with your dripping entrance. you lean forward, laying your head on the dashboard, and then lean back slowly, sinking onto rafe’s cock. you feel his size stretching you out right away. he thrusts his hips up and your eyes roll to the back of your head as he fucks you. “right there, baby, right there.” he grabs onto your ass for better support and watches closely as his cock slips in and out of your pussy. “love how you fill me up, rafe. feels so fucking good.” your words are spoken in short breaths, your mind starting to become cloudy. “yeah? you like that? who else can fill you up like this? make you feel this good?” now he has one hand on your ass as the other makes its way to your hair. he grabs it into a makeshift ponytail and pulls your head back. you turn to face him, “nobody rafe. only you can fuck me this good.” he grins and places a sloppy kiss to your mouth, pulling on your bottom lip before he turns your head back around. he moves you so that you’re sitting straight up on his cock. he moves your hair to one side of your neck to start sucking sweet spots on the other. the sensation makes your toes curl, only giving you more motivation for release. you rock up and down harder and harder until you feel the pressure building up quickly. rafe starts to rub harsh circles onto your clit, sending you over the edge. “please, cum for me, baby. i wanna see you fall apart all over me.” his words do it for you and soon enough, you’re climaxing. you fall back onto the dashboard and catch your breath, but rafe picks you up right away. he wraps his arm around your neck, holding you in place. “not yet, sweetheart. i’m almost there.” you whine at the overstimulation. he’s still bucking into you when he lets out a loud groan. “don’t move. wanna stay like this and make sure i fill you up. how does that sound?” his eyes are shut as he speaks softly, climax still washing over him. he holds you against him, arm now wrapped around your torso as your head leans back against his shoulder. by now, his car looks like the inside of a sauna. you’re both glazed with sweat,your hair is sticking to your skin, and the windows are opaque with fog. you stare at the window, leaning against rafe. you begin to doodle on it, using your finger. you draw stars and hearts and smiley’s and your boyfriend chuckles. you draw a bigger heart, enclosing your initial plus rafe’s. he looks down at you, pressing another kiss to the side of your neck. “i love you, you know that?” he mumbles softly. you kiss his lips and nod, smiling. “i love you more.”
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mvybanks · 3 months
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THE DEAL — instagram: idiots in love edition!
a/n: i love making these😫 also i forgot to add the “send a comment” thingy at the bottom of the stories but you’re all gonna close your eyes and ignore it :)
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