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rafeandonlyrafe · 5 months

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a bet's a bet

rafe participates in no nut november

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warnings: 18+ only, smut, female masturbation (with toys), p in v sex, unprotected sex

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nov. 1

“this is the stupidest thing i’ve ever heard.” you cross your arms over your chest, but your boyfriend doesn’t give in, remaining steadfast.

“i already agreed to the bet, baby. you can’t change my mind.” rafe simply says, focusing on looking out the window instead of at you, avoiding your glare.

“i have needs too rafe! i can’t believe you’d agree to this without talking to me first.” you stand up from the couch, tired of this conversation. you grab your laptop and head up to your shared bedroom.

if rafe was going to make a stupid bet to not cum for the entire month of november, then you are at least going to repurchase a vibrator and dildo that rafe threw away when you first started dating, claiming you’d never need them again.

you pay for rush shipping and use rafes credit card, because fuck him.

nov. 3

“come on, just eat my pussy.” you groan, legs spread wide open on the bed, trying to convince rafe to pleasure you, but he just shakes his head no.

“baby, if i eat you out, i’m going to fuck you too. i can’t cum and break the bet, it’s only november 3rd. it’s been three days, we can do this.”

you close your legs as rafe lays down in bed next to you. you shouldn’t even be particularly needy yet. it’s not like you haven’t gone this amount of time before without having sex, but knowing you can’t have him is torture.

you can’t imagine a world without rafes cock, you’ve gotten so used to being stretched out by him on the regular that an entire month without is giving you withdrawal symptoms, increasing your horniness to unbearable levels.

nov. 5

look what just arrived. you attach a picture of your opened package, pink dildo and vibrator sat inside the box.

rafe reads the message but doesn’t deem you a reply, too busy doing whatever with barry. you honestly doesn’t care as you cunt pulses, needing to feel something inside of it, knowing it won’t be anywhere near as satisfying as rafes cock, but it will do. for now.

you strip yourself free of clothing and lay down on the bed, not even needing to go into the hidden album on your phone of nudes rafe has sent you, or when he snatched your phone off the nightstand and videoed you getting fucked, you simply imagine rafe being there, being the one touching you.

you send snaps to rafe, hoping to entice him into coming home and giving you his cock, but when you send him a video of you coming on the dildo, he simply replies with good try princess.

nov. 6

“aren’t you jealous of my dildo?” you ask, purposely leaving it out on the bed, but rafe doesn’t say a word as he lays down for the night.

“of course i am. this is hell for me too, y/n, but a bet is bet.”

nov. 7

“they won’t even know. just fuck me, i need it.” you whine, rocking against the seat that you’re sat on, not even caring that you’re out on rafes boat, and anyone could see you, not when he’s shirtless, muscles gleaming in the sun, a slight sweat sheening his skin from the high temperature.

“i can’t lie, princess. besides, they’ll know.”

“please, i’m desperate.” you beg, sliding off the stool to sit next to rafe on the captains bench as he effortlessly steers the boat towards deeper water.

“sorry baby.” rafe just tsks.

“can we make out at least? you’ve barely kissed me at all this month.” it’s true, in an effort to keep himself from growing a boner and losing self control, rafe has kept all of your kisses brief.

“fine, but keep your hands away.” rafe says, also missing your lips against his.

you were hoping you could press your body against his, at least get some relief, but rafe does make you keep your distance as your lips glide over his.

nov. 9

“i think this counts as girlfriend cruelty.” you cross your arms over your chest after another unsuccessful attempt at begging rafe to fuck you.

“i’ll make it up with a shopping spree.” rafe offers, and it’s not as good as his dick, but you still agree to it.

nov. 10

“does it feel as good as me?” rafe whispers in your ear, resisting the urge to reach down and help you out as you’re sat on the bed, fucking yourself with your new dildo as he tries to ignore the pulsating erection, forcing himself to think about things that turn him off, even as you’re laid out masturbating in front of him.

“fuck no it doesn’t.” you grunt, desperate for an orgasm even though you hate doing it solo, especially when rafe is right there, able to help. “which is why you should give up on this stupid bet and fuck me. need your cock, baby, i miss it.” “sorry.” rafe kisses your cheek, but still watches you in fascination as you cum.

nov. 12

“miss you.” you tell rafe, snuggling into his side as his arms are wrapped around you, keeping you tight to his body as you cuddle, having just enjoyed a lazy day together.

“miss you too baby.” rafe kisses the top of your head, letting his hands touch your, rub over your back, but never venturing into dangerous territory.

“want you so bad.” you complain. you don’t mean to ruin the sweet moment, but you really are beyond desperate for rafe.

“18 more days, we can do it.” rafe says, but you’re really not sure that you can.

nov. 13

“maybe i’ll go sleep with topper.” you say, hands on your hips, finally getting rafes attention as his head snaps up.

“fuck you will not.” he grunts.

“well, this bet is between you topper and kelce, right? maybe i’ll just go make them cum and then you can finally fuck me. i would also get some new dick out of it.” “you’re being a brat.” rafe says, knowing they’re idle threats, there’s no way you’d ever cheat on rafe, you just want to get him to break.

“well what are you going to do?” you taunt. “it’s not like you can punish me.”

rafe just smirks.

nov. 15

“what are you working on?” you ask rafe, placing your hands on his shoulders as he types away on his laptop. you bend down and give him a kiss on the cheek as he hums about whatever project he’s doing. you rub your hands over his shoulders, mumbling something about tension and working too much.

you let your hands move forward against his chest, and then lower and lower, until rafe is pushing your hand away from his crotch.

“come on, please.” you pout.

“you’re halfway there, baby. we can do this. a little bit longer and i’ll make you cum every day in december.” “multiple times a day, i think i’ve earned it.” you argue back.

nov. 16

you’ve had it. you’re sitting watching rafe work out, pussy dripping into you’re underwear, and you’re done with the games and the stupid bet, you’re getting your boyfriend to fuck you today.

you leave the home gym, rafe asking you where you’re going as he lifts the weight, but you ignore him. you head into your bedroom, changing into rafes favorite pair of lingerie and a tall pair of heels that still don’t cause you to reach his height.

you walk back down the stairs, heels clicking on the hardwood floor as you reenter the gym.

“fuck, baby, don’t do this to me.” rafe drops his head into his hands, physically unable to look at you.

“no. fuck this bet. it’s so stupid, rafe, i’m about to explode. i need you to fuck me. i don’t care what you lose.” “fine.” rafe says, and you think you misheard him at first.

“what?” you question.

“get the fuck over here before i change my mind, god i need you.” rafe stands, meeting you halfway as your bodies clash, lips pressed hard against each others as you paw at rafes clothes, needing to see him in all his naked glory.

you don’t even care that he’s sweaty from the gym, or that he’s lowering you onto the tiled floor instead of your bed. you’re not going to take the time to move even a foot.

“take your shorts off, fuck.” you groan, hands slipping as you try to push them down his hips.

rafe pauses his assault on your mouth to push his shoulders and underwear down, his hard cock springing free, tip already leaking with his balls hanging heavy down, filled with need from going without an orgasm for so long.

you pull your underwear to the side, revealing your soaked cunt. all it took was rafe agreeing to have sex that you got a rush of wetness.

rafe doesn’t waste time fingering you to open you up. you’ve been consistent enough with your dildo that it doesn’t hurt at all as he slides in, his warmth pressing against your walls as rafe groans, eyes fluttering shut as he cums before he even gives you one thrust, spurting into your pussy.

it’s too quick for you, but you still moan, clit pulsing as you finally get your boyfriend inside of you again.

“fuck, forgot how fucking tight you are.” rafe moans, and despite just cumming, he begins to snap his hips again already, fucking the cum further into you.

you reach down with one hand to rub your clit, pulling your boobs out of your bra with the other, letting them bounce with every hard thrust rafe delivers, not going easy on you despite it being 16 full days since you last had him.

“never doing no nut november again.” rafe promises you, pressing your lips back together in a searing kiss as you wrap your free arm around his shoulder and pulling him into you, his chest pressing against your sensitive nipples.

“i love your cock so much.” you moan, knowing when this is over you are going right upstairs and throwing that dildo away again.

“cum for me baby.” rafe begs, already feeling a second orgasm build, somehow having more cum to give you.

“yes, rafe!” you shout, back arching up off the floor as you cum, rubbing your clit to completion as rafe finishes inside you again, the excess of cum spilling out even as he keeps himself deep inside of you.

rafe collapses on top of you, twisting to the side so all your weight isn’t on him. he flinches when his bare skin hits the floor. “fuck, it’s cold.”

“it’s tile, dummy.” you giggle, causing rafe to groan when your pussy tightens. “take me upstairs, please.” you press your lips to rafe.

“i need a little bit of a break, baby.” rafe says, and you can tell from the way his cock is steadily softening inside of you.

“nope, you can eat me out until you’re ready to go again. i absolutely deserve this.” rafe laughs softly, “okay, you do.”

nov. 17

“you didn’t tell me this is what you had to do if you lost!” you shout at rafe as he looks at himself in the mirror.

“would it have changed how crazy horny you were?” rafe asks.

“i mean- no.” you sigh. “but you could have told me! i probably could have made it 15 more days if you just fingered me or something!” “do you wanna do it for me or do i have to do it myself?” rafe asks, causing you to snatch the clippers out of his hand.

“i’ll do it.” you run the blade over his head, watching as the gorgeous blond strands of hair fall off your boyfriends head, having to buzz it because he couldn’t resist fucking you for an entire month.

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veryberryjelly · 29 days

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flaunt it

sarah cameron x fem!reader

lyric prompt ; 'stolen kisses, pretty lies' - blank space - taylor swift

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⚜︎ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

it had become normal to wake up in the arms of your girlfriend.

more often than not, the two of you would stay over at each others houses. in the last 2 months it would be easier to find the two of them sleeping in the same bed rather than finding them alone.

you had been friends with sarah for years so neither of your parents thought about it as anything other than two really good friends.

and thankfully, your parents didn't often barge into your bedroom to find the two of you tangled up in each others limbs, often in minimal clothing.

but just because it was normal to wake up with sarah, didnt make the fuzzy feeling in your chest any less present when you woke up with her body pressed against yours.

like this morning.

you woke up first, but were truly scared to move in fear of waking up the girl with her head laid against your chest.

you simply pressed a kiss to the top of her head and went to close your eyes again in hopes of sleeping for a little bit longer, but when your phone buzzed on the nightstand you knew the question would itch at your brain until you looked at it.

you eased yourself up slightly to grab your phone, flipping it in your hand to see the screen.

the pogues group chat.

jb ; heading out on the hms pogue. who's comin'

jj ; in. when ?

jb ; 9

kie ; i'm in. be there @ 9

pope ; if you can drive by, i'm in.

jb ; u got it.

kie ; sarah ? y/n ? u comin'

you knew you didnt really need to consult sarah before answering for the both of you. you both loved days out on the boat.

y/n ; i'm with sarah and we're both in! be there @ 9

as you set your phone down to try and enjoy the last few minutes before you had to wake sarah up, you felt her fidget against you, her head burrowing into the place between your shoulder and your neck.

a smile spread across your lips at the feeling of her soft skin against one of your more sensitive spots.

when you felt her lips puckering against your neck you knew she was awake.

" mornin' sunshine " you whispered, which earned you a soft sigh in response.

" you've got about 10 minutes before i pull you out of this bed."

at that she lifted her head from your shoulder and rested her head against your chest again, causing you to lift your free hand and brush her hair from her slightly confused face.

" meeting everyone at the dock at nine "

another sigh slipped from her lips before she answered. " m'kay, well can i use those ten minutes to shower ?"

two quiet laughs filled the space between you.

" as long as you plan to share with me "

a grin lit up her face as she pulled away from you and pulled you off of the mattress and across to the bathroom.

45 minutes later and the two of you were walking up to the dock where you found kiara, jj and john b waiting for the two of you.

you had dropped her hand around the corner, but picked it up again to help her onto the boat before you climbed on yourself.

once the two of you were sat down , the boat started and you all chartered to pick up pope.

and when he was finally on board, it was just the six of you and the open ocean.

30 minutes later and the boat stopped in the middle of nowhere, ready for your day out on the water to start.

the minute the boat stopped, jj pushed kie into the water and jumped in after her. john b stationed himself at the head of the boat, his legs hanging over the edge with a beer in his hand, and pope pulled out a book.

leaving you and sarah to entertain yourselves.

you were barely able to contain your laughter when you felt a head rest on your lap and you brought your attention down to the blonde head of hair scattered there.

your hand lifted to brush some hair from her face. it may have definitely lingered around her freckly cheeks.

" you got sunscreen on your pretty face ? " you questioned, unable to stop your fingertips from rubbing over her cheek.

" not yet, you wanna give it a go ?" she teased, her smile growing wider as you reached slightly to your left to grab the sunscreen from your bag.

you were never going to turn down this type of opportunity.

once you had an adequate amount of sunscreen on your hand, probably a little more than necessary, you began spreading it around on her cheeks and her nose, noticing with delight the way her nose scrunched at the cold feeling.

when her face was fully covered and protected you didnt really think about it before leaning down and pressing a short peck onto her lips.

"can i do you now ?" she questioned causing a giggle to bubble up from your chest.

" you already did me, baby. i'm too tired to do it again " you joked causing her to lightly shove your arm in jest.

" what am i looking at ? "

both yours and sarahs heads whipped towards the sound of tiaras voice, clearly directed towards you two.

" oh, yeah..." you paused for a moment, unsure if this was the right time to do this, but with a soft squeeze of your leg from sarah you were assured that she was okay with it if you were.

" we're dating. have been for about two months. " you said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.

the shocked faces of your friends assured you it wasn't.

you knew this would happen eventually, that you were bound to get caught, you just didnt think it would be because you were too desperate to kiss sarah out on the boat.

" we don't really hide it, we just don't flaunt it either " sarah explained as she sat up beside you.

" yeah, why do you think she's always over at my house ?"

" i think i speak for all of us when i say we thought she was sleeping at yours because her family is batshit crazy " you weren't surprised to hear that coming from jj

" that is definitely the second reason " the blonde explained.

@greeneyesatme

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