#obx topper

[darkroomkisses]

Blame it on the Alcohol (Dark!Rafe Cameron x Dark!Topper Thornton x Reader)

Pairings: Rafe Cameron x Topper Thornton x Reader

Warnings: NON-CON, Drugged sex, Smut, Fem!reader, Dark Rafe Cameron, Dark Topper Thornton, intoxication,Degradation, Underage Drinking/Drug use, Unconscious reader, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, Toxic relationship, Sharing, choking, Face fucking, cuckolding, The boys are nasty, Read Tags and Enjoy! 

Words: 2.5k/proofread once!

Summary: You attend a house party with your boyfriend Rafe Cameron, like most nights. After drinking and trying some blow you start to feel uneasy. Rafe tells Topper to help you out. Little do you know the type of “help” Rafe and Topper have planned for you. 

Banner by @straywords 🥀

Part two

You ended up at a party even though you begged Rafe not to take you. You do not know why he was so insistent on you going.  

You wanted to be cuddled up on the couch with Rafe and watch a movie. But no, Rafe said tonight was something he didn't want to miss, so far you couldn’t see why.  

You sat on the couch, arms crossed; Rafe had his arm wrapped around your waist. You zoned out of the conversation Rafe was having with his friends after a while.

You reach for your drink and realize the cup is empty, you let out a pout. Rafe notices your expression and smirks, taking the cup out of your hand.  

“Topper, bring us some drinks, make hers special” Rafe holds the cups up and waves it at Topper. Topper gives Rafe a look and mumbles under his breath but gets up.  

“Rafe I could have got my own drink” You cuddle next to Rafe, enjoying a little how he bosses Topper around. “Nah, let him do something for you, he wanted us here tonight” Rafe kisses you on the forehead.

You straighten up at that, why did Topper care if you came tonight? you think, you let it go and Topper returns with your drinks you look in the cup, it is light pink and looks sweet.  

Rafe pushes the cup to your lips “Taste it before you say you don’t like it” You sip it, it's a little too sweet but surprisingly good. “Okay Top, you know how to mix a drink” you compliment him.  

“Yeah, Top has a real career down the at tiki bar” Kelce laughs.

 “I think Topper would look good in a hot red bikini” you joke, cupping your own chest. Rafe and Kelce smirk at your jab. 

“Alright alright relax, I know a thing or two” Topper leans back in his chair his eyes on you, watching every sip you take.  

You look at Rafe who is currently snorting coke. Rafe lets out a hefty sigh leaning back. “Babe, take a bump” Rafe tells you, he’s not asking but you shake your head anyway. “I dunno” you hesitate.  

You feel his hand on the back of your neck, Rafe’s mouth on your ear “Don’t fucking embarrass me”

You force a smile even though you know no one else could hear him. You lean down with Rafe’s hand guiding your head, you snort most of the line there.  

You inhale and cough a little. You’re new to hard drugs never been your thing but being with Rafe, you had to step out of your comfort zone. 

Your nose burns and you don’t like the feeling, but Rafe looks so happy with you.  

“Good girl” Rafe praises you lean back trying focus on your breathing.  

You’re not sure how much time passes; it feels like hours as everything around you starts to slow. You’re almost finished with your drink, your eyes feel heavy.  

“Rafe, I don’t feel so good” your words slurred. You hold on to your boyfriend, he doesn’t seem that concerned.

“Top” Rafe gives Topper a look, telling him without words to come over. 

“Hey y/n, come on” Top picks you up by your waist helping you up.  

“Rafe what-” You try to question, but your voice sounds so far away. 

“Don’t worry, I got you” Topper voice is soft as he guides you away from your boyfriend and up the steps.  

Your feet feel heavy as you are forced up the steps. Topper brings you to a bedroom and shuts the door. 

Its dark and you can only hear your shallow breathing and the muffled music from downstairs.

Topper guides you to the bed and you lay down, happy to lay down on a soft surface. Your swirling head calmed down by the silence for a minute.  

Your eyes are closed, you feel yourself drifting away. The bed dips down and you feel a weight on you.  

“Rafe?” you slur out, forgetting you weren’t in the room with him.

The darkness is making it hard to see the figure on top of you.  

“No baby, it’s Topper” You feel his unfamiliar hands on your body, roaming and touching places they shouldn’t.

You panic “Topper what are you-” The words come out slowly and quiet. Topper shushes you, running his hand down your face.  

“You’re safe with me, don’t worry” Topper says in a low voice, you feel light kisses placed on your neck then your lips.

He kisses you with vigor, his tongue fighting for entrance.  

You try to shake your head telling him you don’t want it, you move your heavy arms to his chest to push him off you, but he doesn’t budge.  

You use your little strength to bit his lip. “Fucking bitch” Topper curses and you feel his hand at your throat. “Don’t try that slick shit again” he squeezes a little.  

You feel your tears trickle to your ears. “Be good for me or else” Topper voice is ice cold. 

You whimper at his words, you don’t want to know what his “or else” means.  

You feel your shirt pushed up, your bare chest exposed to him. 

“Fuck even better than I even better than I imagined” Topper is almost salivating at the sight.

“Topper please” You plead lightly. “You want more huh?” Topper kisses your chest, not understanding your discomfort.

He brings his lips around one of your nipples, sucking on it hard.  

He takes his hand to grope your free tit. He’s moans on your tit; you feel the vibration through your body. 

Heat forming between your legs, wetness soaking your panties.  

You try not to focus on the feeling, your eyes are squeezed shut. 

You don’t hear the door open but the voice you hear makes your eyes pop open, Topper stops his movements.  

“See your getting hot and heavy already” Rafe voice is heavy in your ears.  

“Rafe” you whimper trying to sit up, but you can’t move fast enough. 

“Sorry bro, I can't help it, I mean look at her” Topper brings his hand to squeeze your tit softly.

You try to sit up again but you feel like a ton of bricks are keeping you down, and it doesn’t help that Topper is on top of you. 

Rafe strides over to you “Damn dude she looks fucked up, how much of that shit did you give her?” you feel his hands on your face.

“Idk man it must be strong” Topper picks your arm up and it drops back down. 

You feel a little sick listening to their conversation, you struggle to keep up. Did they put something in your drink? Why? Your brain is hurts trying to put it together. 

“Hey baby, how are you feeling?” Rafe coos in your face.  

You want to yell and scream but it fails to come out. You feel out of control, and you want to leave.  

“Home...I want to go home” you cry out softly. Rafe and Topper ignore you, your pleas falling on deaf ears. 

“Shit Topper, get to it before she passes out” You hate how they talk about you like you’re not even here.  

You feel your heart sink and the tears flow heavily now. Topper pushes your skirt up and pushes your underwear to the side.

His slender fingers brush against your clit and slit, lightning shoots through your body.  

“Shit she’s so wet and fucking tight man, she likes it” Topper says as he feels your wetness on his fingers, stroking you roughly before sticking his fingers in you.  

Your whole-body jolts “always fucking wet bro, barely have to touch her” Rafe sits on the bed behind you, so your head is in his lap.  

He bends over and kisses you on the lips. Topper brings his mouth to your cunt; he’s eats you out slowly moaning into your wetness. 

He puts his hands tight on your thighs holding them apart.  

He lets up only to rip your underwear down and he slides his fingers in you again stretching you out.

He pulls his fingers out and licks his fingers. Topper gets up pulling his pants down his cock his hard and ready. 

You try to back away knowing what coming next and Rafe holds you in place. “Don’t move baby, let him in”  

“No, no!” you whine out. 

“Come on, don’t make me tell you again” Rafe warns you. You don’t move again knowing you can’t get out of this.  

Topper lines himself up, he pushes in a little hitting resistance. “Come on pretty girl, it’s okay” Topper pushes again, your hole stretching a little more.

Topper is already moaning at the feeling of being inside you. When you feel him force himself deeper, you whine at the pain.  

Rafe rubs your face, soothing you lightly. “Fuck man she’s so fucking tight” Topper pulls out of you quickly, just too fuck into again with more force, he bottoms out after a thrust or two.  

You cry out the sudden movement hurting you, this intrusion is too much too bear.  

You feel Rafe shift against you, he moves your head and pulls his pants down, he’s hard. Rafe strokes himself as Topper fucks into you.  

Topper moans and rocks his hips harder against you. “You feel so good, so good” Topper rubs your tits, squeezing hard.  

Your eyes feel heavy again you close them, trying not to focus on the pleasure budding past the pain.  

Rafe gets off the bed standing at the side. Rafe pats your face quickly “Open your mouth baby” he whispers. 

“Show how well you suck my cock” when you don't budge Rafe forces your mouth open, sinking his cock into your mouth.  

“Mm just like that” Rafe moves your head back and forth on his hard cock, he pushes your head against flush against him. 

You can’t breathe properly and your body shakes; you’re so overwhelmed by the feeling of Topper rutting into your core and Rafe fucking your mouth.  

“Yes, fuck yes, she’s squeezing my cock” Topper props up so he’s kneeling, he pushes your knees up.  

“Fucking hell, she's getting tight, I think she’s going to come” You try to fight everything in your body telling you this feels good.  

“Dirty fucking girl, coming from my best friend fucking you, such a little slut” Rafe mocks fucking your mouth harder, he leans in as if he can get further down your throat.  

“Fucking whore” Rafe pants, running his hands through your hair, he makes a fist.  

“Cum, you little slut, I know you want to” You whimper around Rafe’s hard cock, usually you love feeling of him fucking your mouth, but right now you couldn’t enjoy it, not like this.  

You felt betrayed by him and your body in this moment.  

The bubble bursts and you cum around Toppers cock, clenching hard, your hands grasp the bedsheets. You feel like you're floating, you try to ground yourself.  

You moan around Rafe cock, tears soaking the sheets. “Fucking hell, that was so hot baby” Rafe pulls out of your mouth.  

You pant hard, trying to catch your breath.  

“I'm close, I wanna come inside her” Topper moans.

You whimper trying to shake your head. “Nah you had your little fun, pull out” Rafe orders. Topper groans and thrusts in you one more time before pulling out of you, he comes on your stomach.  

You cringe at the hot sticky mess on you. Topper moves to Rafe’s spot on the bed and Rafe moves between your legs.  

Topper strokes himself softly still hard, watching the scene in front of him.

“You’re so good Angel, can’t believe you came for me like that” Topper praises, he spreads the mess he made, further up your body.  

You swat his hand away weakly. “F-fuck you” you spit, barely audible.  

“Fuck she’s feisty even when she’s drugged” Topper laughs quietly.  

“Shut up man” Rafe rolls his eyes. Rafe flips you over so you're laying on your stomach, he pulls you on your knees, so your ass is up.  

He gives it a slap, holding your hips in place so you don’t jerk away from him. 

“We’re not done yet, you’re mine now” Rafe voice is heavy with authority.  

Rafe doesn’t have to prep you since you're still wet from your orgasm, every part of you feels tired. Rafe pushes himself in so smoothly, moaning as your juices coat his heavy cock.  

“So wet and warm for me” Rafe happily sighs out. 

Every thrust is harder and harder, like he is trying to out fuck Topper or something. You feel like you can’t take it anymore, your cunt still sore from Topper.  

“Rafe slow” you beg, your voice is muffled with your face pushed against the mattress. Rafe scoffs, not slowing his pace.

“You’re mine to do whatever the fuck I want with; you hear me?” Rafe snarls.  

He pushes you further into the mattress. “Your pretty holes are for me to fill every night” each word feels like a stab to your gut.  

He’s fucking into your soaking core with such force you feel like you are going to break.  

You wail into the mattress, your cries going unheard. The slapping of hips against your ass is loud in the room.

Topper jerks off hastily and sloppily to the scene in front of him, you hear his breathy moans, clearly enjoying Rafe’s abuse to your cunt.  

“You’re mine, right? My little slut?” Rafe lifts your head up to hear you speak.  

“Yes” your shaky voice barely audible between your cries.  

Rafe pulls out and flips you over and wraps his big hands around your neck, squeezing.  

“I make the decisions here” Rafe’s cock hits you at a certain angle that makes you see stars.  

“If I want you to fuck my friend and come all over his dick, you fucking do it”  

“I know what's best for you, you need me baby” Rafe breathing is shallow, you feel yourself clenching around his cock.  

Topper moans and groans are hard to ignore and are only getting louder in your ears.  

“Rafe” is all you can manage you feel yourself coming again, this time on your boyfriend cock. You moan out, reaching for Rafe to hold onto him, your legs shaking wildly.

“That’s my good girl, come on my fucking cock” you let out a heavy breath, all your energy is used up.

Your mind is slipping, your eyes close as you pass out.  

Rafe holds you close, his face in your neck as he comes inside you, making more of a mess in you. 

He groans into your neck. You don’t move a muscle; Rafe pulls out of you slowly.  

He watches as the mix of both your juices spill out of you. Topper curses as he comes in his hand, panting hard.  

“That shit was incredible Rafe, she’s incredible” Topper pants, still staring at you.  

“Get your own fucking girlfriend Top” Rafe says possessively.

“This” he points at you “was a one time thing” Rafe says, while cleaning himself up with the bedsheets and pulling his pants up.

“I'm just saying man” He puts his hands up in defense “She’s an amazing lay, probably the best I’ve had” Topper says slowly fixing himself up.

Topper and Rafe watch as you sleep, your breathing is slow and shallow.

“Yeah, she sure is, I'm never letting her go” Rafe says definitively.  

“She’s going to be pissed, you know” Topper half laughs not really caring if you’re pissed or not.

“She won’t remember a damn thing”  

“And If she does?” Topper questions rising an eyebrow at the blonde.

“We’ll blame it on the alcohol” Rafe smirks at his best friend running a hand through his hair.  

Rafe haphazardly cleans you off and tucks you in the bed, before leaving you alone to sleep this night off. 

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Everything Has Changed

Pairings: Christian!Switch!Topper Thornton x Switch!Pook!Reader, Hinted!JJ Mayback x Reader

ANGST/SMUT (18+ MDNI)

Summary: It’s been 2 years since you and Topper broke up. Coming from a strict religious household, Topper was convinced that you weren’t right for him. Fate brings you two together once again when a storm causes you to be locked in together.

Word Count: 4.6k+

Warnings: angst, arguing, blasphemy, using rosary as a bondage device, oral sex (m & f receiving), unprotected p in v, nipple licking, scratching, spit kink, dom/sub, daddy kink, ‘babygirl’ pet name, cheating, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, breath play, corruption kink, creampie, sharing a bed trope, exes to lovers, hinted!jj x reader

During childhood, you and Topper were close friends. You grew up together despite the differences in personality. He was the reserved type. You were the wild child. Somehow this dynamic worked between you enough that you would officially become a couple at the age of 16.

By that period in life, you began to discover yourself. You couldn’t care for material things. Coming from a affluent family, your parents raised you to be humble and to always help others anyway you could. Your family hadn’t started off wealthy so they understood the importance of helping the community. These humbled ideals allowed you to freely become the person you are now. You were what they call a ‘hippie’. You didn’t care for societal standards, monetary things, or practicing any kind of religion. You were just unapologetically you.

Your free-spirited nature didn’t go over well with the Thornton family. Topper’s parents were always critical of your. Maybe not directly but the signs were there. They’d shoot dirty looks and backhanded compliments at you constantly. You knew they’d always seen your family as less than and you’d bring it up with Topper but he’d simply shrug it off. The boy could be so oblivious.

And yet you and Topper were happy together. Even when you hadn’t been physically intimate with each other, there wasn’t dull moments between you two. You had your differences but you were able to have to have these conversations where you can expand and explore each other’s minds.

Then, Topper let his friends and family get into his head about you. They just couldn’t believe you were the right girl for him, convinced that you were still a pogue at heart. When Topper asked you to renounce your friends who happened to be pogues, you were hurt by this. He never used to care but you knew by then that their influence had gotten to him.

Things really took a turn you both graduated high school and Topper and you had plans to elope but expressed you having to become religious. The pressure become too unbearable for you. No way would you allow yourself to change just for the approval of people who didn’t like you to begin with. Even if it meant that you could marry the one you love.

Before you went away to college, Topper had broken up with you. It hurt but you knew you were from different worlds. You still loved him deeply and he loved you deeply as well but he knew that you would only get bored of this push and shove of being his ‘ideal’ wife.

When he immediately began dating Sarah Cameron, you grew a hatred for him while also feeling a bit inferior to her. She was the right girl for him. Exactly what his parents would’ve wanted for him in the beginning.

You’d gone to college a time after they got together. You were sure by the time you’d arrived back to town, they’d probably made the plans to marry. The plans you’ve once shared and talked about nearly every night when you were together.

Another year had gone by and you were back in town. You’d renounce the lavish and extravagant life of being a Kook choosing a more simple life.

Your old friends invited you to a bonfire tonight in the woods and you could use the distraction. Memories of you and Topper began to flood your mind. You hadn’t seen him in so long. You shouldn’t want to see him at all but your heart still yearned for him. Even if he was your lover, you missed his company as your best friend.

Currently, the 5 of you were walking through the woods, looking for a decent spot to settle.

“Ya’ll ever heard the story of the One-Armed Hook man? Legend has it that he comes out every night at 9:30 to claim his next victims in the woods. Keep an eye out while you can or he’ll just pluck it out with his hook.” JJ teases, jumping in front of you with his finger crooked in the shape of a hook.

You laughed, pushing him out of your way. “Please stop.”

“Yeah, please stop.” Pope says, rolling his eyes.

“You scared?” JJ nudges his shoulder.

“Not in the slightest.”

“Boo.” Kiara whispers from behind Pope, sending him launching in the air with a high-pitched squeal.

The group laughs.

“Oh, I think I’ve found the perfect spot.” John B points ahead of the group.

It was an abandoned campsite area. Although it looked extremely creepy, it was a pretty decent and convenient spot for a bonfire.

“This feels familiar. 5 young adults going on a camping trip. A legend about a serial killer on the loose. You guys sure you’d want to party there?” You nervously, chuckled.

“Awww, you need me to hold your hand?“ John B. pouts at you.

“And risk getting caught by the murderer? No thanks. I’m wayyy faster than you.” You challenged.

“Fuck that. I’m faster than all of you combined.” JJ tops.

“Oh yeah? Should we all run to the campsite and really prove this theory?” You said, arms crossed.

“If you’d like to see yourself lose, then yes.” JJ says stepping up to you.

You feel you breath hitch before quickly composing yourself. “Let’s do this. Everyone get into you positions.”

Everyone lines up beside each other, getting into their running stances. Kiara does the honors. “On your mark…get set…Go!”

Everyone dashed like they’re never before laughing wildly. Every now and then, you’d look over your shoulder when you noticed the group on your tail. When you’d finally reached the campsite first, you began to gloat at the group who were all panting in front of you.

You walked up to JJ who hands rested on his knees as he exhaled heavy breaths. “Told you I’d win.”

“Never challenge a track star for a playful run.” He jokes.

The leaves rustle in the shrubs behind you and the group gains their composure to stare, angrily at the intruders. You turned around and it feels as if everything were in slow motion.

After so long, Topper was right there in front of you. His face just as surprised as yours. Accompanying him was his group who also shoot angry looks back at you and your friends.

“What are you pogues doing here?” Rafe asks.

“We were here first.” JJ says.

Kelce steps up to him. “Say who?”

“We aren’t going anywhere.” Kiara says, crossing her arms.

“Guys, no need for the hostility, okay? Can’t we just share the campsite? It won’t be so bad.” You suggested.

“Not happening.” Rafe scowls.

“It’s fine, Rafe. It’s just for the night.” Topper speaks up, eyes on you.

The air is tense. No one says a word. Sarah steps into the middle and clears her throat. “So, are we gonna start up this fire? I’m dying for a smore.”You understood and appreciated that she was trying to relieve the tension in the air.

JJ sighs, making his way to the pit. “Guess I’ll start on the fire.”

“You won’t be in charge of the fire. I don’t trust you not to burn us all alive.” Kelce follows after him and soon the group disbands preparing the items for the bonfire.

You tried your hardest to ignore Topper’s presence. Though there were moments where you’d glance over your shoulder only to see that he was looking at you too, forcing each other to quickly look away.

After the fire had begun, you all sat around in a circle talking amongst your separate groups. Kiara pulls out a joint for you all to share amongst each other. You were all high and soon the conversation within your group became loud enough to annoy the Kooks.

“Hey! Keep it down, assholes.” Rafe calls out.

“Sorry. We interrupting your church fellowship service or something?” JJ comments and your friends laugh except you. Your gaze falls on Topper who looked like his patience was running thin.

“We’ll keep it down, okay?” You diffused the situation, turning back to your group. “We were being a bit loud, J. You gotta admit.”

“It was only teasing.” JJ laughs, leaning against you in a playful manner urging you to laugh.

“Yeah, I guess but we don’t need anymore fights going on.”

From a distance, you hadn’t noticed that Topper had been watching you and JJ closely. Topper’s hands would ball into a fist whenever JJ would brush himself up against you or whenever he’s make you giggle uncontrollably. You clearly had a thing for him. You probably would have sex with him. Topper immediately pushes that thought out of his head. Just entertaining the thought of you fucking someone else made him mad enough to feel sick.

He rises from his seat, knocking some beer cans to the ground. The sound was audible enough to have everyone look at him including you. He looks hard between you and JJ then mutters something to his group about finding a bathroom then walks in the direction of the camp cabins.

Something urged you to go after him. Kiara sees the look on your face then sighs, “You’d like to go after him, don’t you?”

You nod, bashfully.

“Go on,” She says clearly not wanting you to but understood that you needed this. “I’ll cover for you.”

“Thanks, Kie.” You whispered, squeezing her hand.

You after in his direction, searching for him. It didn’t take long to find him drinking a beer alone under the moonlight.

“Hey.” You called out.

He turns to look at you and says a quiet, “Hey.”

“Why’d you leave? If we were bothering you that much you could said something but my friends and I are just having fun.” You scoffed.

“It’s not that.”

“Then what’s wrong? Is it me? You still hate me that much.”

“I never said I hated you.”

“I can see it in your face. All night you were looking at me as if I were the last person you wanted to see.”

“That’s just you overthinking. You have no clue about me.”

“Then, please enlighten me, Top. Why do you look at me like I’m a stranger? We used to be best friends and now everything’s changed. You listened to everyone but me knowing that your friends never liked me.”

“Could you blame ‘em? You weren’t always easy to be around.”

“Because I called them out on their shit! For being privileged assholes. Ya know what, I don’t even know what possessed me to come over her and comfort you. I’m out of here.”

As if on cue, the sky began to roar the arrival of a storm. Small droplets of water begin to trickle down on your face. You both looked up at the sky, the rain gradually picking up until it poured down with a newfound ferocity and the winds swirled around you.

“Shit. Let’s head inside.” Topper says, grabbing you arm but you resist.

“What about our friends? We have to go back.” You shout over the loud showers.

“It’s too dangerous. We can hardly see anything. They’ll be fine. They can take shelter in a nearby cabin. Now let’s go!” He tugs your arm again and you reluctantly follow his lead, entering the cabin nearest to you.

You were cold and wet, shivering and squeezing your arms around you. Topper notices this taking a blanket of a cabin bed.

“Here.” He extends.

You’re hesitant but you take it anyway, putting it around your shoulders then sitting at the bottom bunk bed. His eyes linger on you for a moment. If it weren’t for the moonlight shining through the window, you wouldn’t have noticed the blush that creeped up on his cheeks.

When you looked down at yourself, you realized exactly what he saw. You weren’t wearing a bra and nipples were hard and prominent through your white tank top.

You blushed, too, quickly covering up.

He clears his throat. “I tried to make a phone call. No signal.”

You laughed to yourself. Topper looks at you, confused. You sighed, realizing you’d have to explain your laughter which means having to talk to him. “It’s just that earlier I made a horror movie joke and the ‘not signal’ thing just adds layers to it.”

He looks at you straight-faced.

“Well, you had to be there to get it.” You grumbled to yourself.

Staring through the window, he scans the campsite. “It looks like we’ll be in here awhile. If we only had some stones we could’ve sparked a flame and build a fire in that fireplace.”

You pull out a lighter from your jean’s pocket, holding it out. “No need for those, boy scout. I got it covered.”

He rolls his eyes at your nickname. Taking the lighter, he crouched down near the fireplace and ran the lighter over the log. It caught enough of the flame to catch fire and in an instant the blue dimmed room was now orange with the flame’s light. The sounds of the crackling was therapeutic.

Topper lets out an air of relief, outstretching his hands to the fire before standing up once again. “That’ll keep us warm for now. Hopefully our clothes will dry if we sit by the fire.”

You don’t budge, still seated on the edge of the bed. You rather not be near him right now.

“Thought you said you were cold.”

“I’m fine.” You say in a biting tone.

He throws his hands up. “Now you’re pissed at me.”

“How could I not be? You told me I wasn’t easy to be around. Well, fuck you, your friends, and your family. I’m fine not being anyone’s cup of tea. I’m fucking liberated. Know why? Because I don’t hide who I am regardless if people like me or not.”

“I’m plenty true to myself. That’s why our break up had to happen. We just live in two different worlds.”

“It never matter when we were friends. Why did it matter when we were together?”

“Because I wasn’t sure if you were stable enough to be in my life. You’re so much more fun, free, you live life however and it makes you happy. You’d get bored with me and probably leave me if we were together. I needed something serious. I only did us a favor breaking up.”

You blinked at his confession. So he broke up with you because he felt like you were noncommittal?

“How dare you or anyone assume that about me? How dare especially fucking you? You knew me more than anyone. I loved you. You fucking dickhead.”

“Oh, please,” He throws his hands up in the air, turning his back to you. “It’s not like you missed me or anything. You and JJ seem like you’re having fun.”

You smirk at the thought of him still being jealous seeing you with other guys. He still wanted you just as badly as you wanted him. He was just too stubborn to make the move. So you decided to take the lead.

“You’re right. I don’t miss you,” You slowly walk up behind him. “In fact, I don’t miss much about you at all…but if I can say a few things that I miss—and there are very few in numbers—I miss those stupid preppy clothes you wear.”

You pressed your breasts into his back, hooking a single finger under the hem of his shirt and slowly lifting it to expose his stomach. “I hated your clothes so much I used to dream about tearing them off your body.”

Your fingertips touch the bare skin on his stomach. His breathing is heavy and irregular. “I miss the way your lips parted and the sounds you’d make when I made you feel good. We couldn’t do much back then but the moments when you’d let me tongue kiss you. I used to savor it. I’d suck on your tongue as if it were your cock, trying to taste everything.”

“Y/N, please,” Topper whispers, eyes fluttering just to bask in your words.

“I miss your hands. I remember that one time you let me suck of your fingers into my mouth. Just curious teenager activity. You got so hard that day. You begged me to stop just as I was getting started. Ended up going home and playing with myself, imagining my fingers were yours inside me.”

He groans, biting his lip and eyes still squeezed shut. If you continued, he was sure he’d cum in his pants. He was rendered helpless, unable to speak up and stop your continual tease.

“I missed your skin on mine. You used to feel so soft against me,” You nuzzled your face into his clothed back which was only slightly wet with rain. You kissed his shoulder blade. “I want to feel that warmth again.”

Topper could feel his member wanting to jump out of its restraints, begging to be touched by you.

“But the one thing I missed the most…the one thing I’ve dreamt to feel inside m….,” You walk around him, now facing his front. You lower yourself on your knees, looking up at him. Your hands creeping upward under the pant leg of his khaki shorts. “I miss your big. hard. Cock.”

You grip his erection, a gasp slips from his lips. You’re mentally measuring the outline of it in your hand. “I want it so bad, Top. I’m so wet just seeing it through your stupid khaki shorts. I want to suck you off and make you cum in mouth. Please let me have just a taste. I swear we won’t have to do anything.”

“Fuck, Y/N. You don’t know how hard you just made me just now.”

“Oh, I feel it.” You squeeze around him.

“I want you. I fucking regret the times when I stop us from going all the way. Sex doesn’t feel like it should. I’ve always craved you. Even after 2 years, all I ever thought about was having you.”

“You have me now.” You undo his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers and his cock jumps out erect and attentive, a bead precum on the tip.

Taking it in your hand, you can barely wrap your fingers around him. His length was beautifully veiny and thick, the pink tip swelled. You lay your tongue flat on the head before giving it a long lick.

He hisses, running his hands through his hair to keep himself from being too lightheaded. You take him your two hands forcing him down your throat over and over.

Topper moaned and whined, face contorted in absolute bliss. His hands would move your hair that would fall over your face from your feverish bobbing.

“Babygirl…” His thumbs caresses your cheek.

The sound of gagging bounced of the walls of the once silent room. You stare intensely in his eyes slurping the excessive saliva around his cock. He groans and you know he’ll cum soon. Clutching his testicles,you shake them in your hand and gagged at him hitting the back of your throat. Then, he stilled, erupting load after load into your awaiting mouth and down your tummy. You moaned at the taste of him satisfied that you finally had your first taste.

Removing your mouth from him, you jerk him in your hands. He’s sensitive but willing to take the pain hoping to make up for lost time with you.

“I’ve got to taste you, too.” He lifts you off the ground into his arms, carrying you to the bottom bunk and laying you on your back. He kneels on the ground in front of you, pulling off your jeans and panties in record speed.

“Give me the rosary around your neck.”

He wanted to protest. You saw it in his face. But instead of calling it off, he removes the necklace and hands it over. You grab his wrists, tying it around them.

You lay back once again, bending your legs up and spreading them enough for full access. You tug on his hair, forcing his face forward and his mouth immediately gets to work. “I love watching that pretty mouth taste me. Can’t wait to kiss your lips for the first time in so long.”

He moans into pussy, causing your back to arched of the bed. You grip both sides of his head, digging your nails into his neck and gliding your wet heat over his flickering tongue.

“You taste damn good, babygirl.” Topper whispers against you before slurping up yet another flood of your juices. His uses the tip of his nose to brush over your clit repeatedly, looking you in your the way you did when you tasted him. Now he was ready to watch the soul sucked from your body. Alternating between flicking and rolling your clit between your tongue, when he felt like you were finally close enough, he sucks hard on your clit and you convulse underneath him.

“Holy fucking shit!” You squeal, your pussy throbbed and clenched around nothing. You ooze out your slick from your tight hole, a bit of liquid gushed after the quaking aftershocks.

You tug at his hair again, pulling him away from your quivering core just as he began greedily lapping away at your clit passed the point of oversensitivity.

He licks around his lips, blue eyes darker than ever. You stand up, guiding him so that he can lay on his back in the bed. You removed your tank top, your harden nipples standing even more erect at the sight of him licking his lips. You hover yourself over his lap, lifting his wrists above his head. Taking the thick length beneath you, you lined it up with your entrance and immediately slammed down afraid that if you hadn’t taken it any moment then your time would be interrupted.

You don’t need to adjust to his size. You were so slick around him, you immediately began to bounce hard on his cock. Topper chokes out on moans until he fully lets them out loud and clear.

You went wildly so drunk off his dick that all you do was roll your eyes in the back of your head and babble nonsense.

“Gah, you’re so fucking good, Top. Love fucking you.”

Topper shifts one leg off the bed, planting a foot on the ground. He uses the new leverage to thrust up into you, his thrusts much more forceful. Soon, he was doing more of the work while you just bounce from the force of his strokes.

You bring your hands to his bound wrists, entangling your fingers with his while grinding down on his cock. He could easily break the necklace, you knew he wouldn’t because he didn’t want to break the sacred item. Part of you hoped that he chose not to break it because he secretly wished to be corrupted by you. His tip nudges a sweet spot against you and you feel more wetness shoot out of you, soaking his lap.

“Kiss me. Need to feel your lips.” He begs.

You press your lips to his and he all but sobs into the kiss grateful for the action. You get back into the old habit of taking his tongue into your mouth sucking at it and bobbing on it like you would to his cock. He just holds out his tongue for you to do as you wish. You gather his taste into your mouth, sucking on his saliva as if it would quench your thirst. You were hungry for him so much so that your skin was on fire.

You break the salivating kiss, removing the rosary around his wrists. He takes advantage of the opportunity, using his large hands to grip your ass and force you down on his cock. You wrap your arms around him, kissing up and down his neck.

He flips you over so fast it give you whiplash. He was now on top still penetrating you, only this time his fast and shallow thrusts were now slow, deep, long strokes. He wanted to make sure you felt every part of him sliding into you.

He takes a nipple into his mouth then flicks his tongue over it, watching you shiver.

“You don’t miss me, huh?” He teases. “That’s not what your body’s telling me. Look how eager your pussy is swallowing me. Got you squirting all over the place.” He puts his hands on the back of your knees, pressing your legs against the bed to go deeper into you while his mouth finds the expose skin of your neck. The mix of his mouth sucking at your sensitive throat and the deep thrusts sent you in pleasure overload. Your toes curling and eyes fluttering.

“Rub that clit for me, babygirl.”

“Yes, daddy.” You mewled, circling frantically at it.

“God, that pussy’s so creamy. You’re about to make another mess baby. Go on and make a mess.” He encourages.

The tighten coil snaps within you and eruption so large it felt too make believe to be this good. You were like a broken record of moans, your body moving in waves at the sensation. Topper hits into you hard one time and stills, coating your pulsating walls in his essence.

Topper places a passionate kiss on your lips, tongues lick at one another’s. He finally peels his body of you. Your sweaty bodies pressed extremely close from the tiny twin bed. You curl up to his side and he wraps an arm around you.

“That’s what we’ve been missing out on. Now I really hate myself.” He chuckles.

“I’ve never had sex that good.”

“E-even with JJ?”

“Me and JJ have never…We’re like really good friends. He doesn’t like me that way.”

Topper shrugs. “You’re mine. I won’t make the mistake of letting you go. Not again. Fuck what anyone says.”

“What about Sarah?”

“She’s check out on the relationship. I don’t blame her. So have I. I couldn’t bring myself to care for her when all I wanted was you.”

“So what does this mean for us? Are we going to try again this time?”

“Yes, I want to.”

“Me too.” You smile up him before hugging close to his chest.

—————

The storm had cleared up in the morning and when you and Topper left the cabins, you noticed your friends making their way over to you guys.

You ran up to your friends, all of you were asking questions concerned for one another. The groups gotten broken up by random. Although it wasn’t a surprise for you when you found that John B and Sarah had found a cabin for their own to share.

Topper and you agreed that you would break the news to your friends separately so it wouldn’t cause a whole thing between the pogues and the kooks.

While the pogues busied yourselves with packing up your things into the van, JJ slowly approached you. A look of determination yet sadness on his face.

“Something the matter, JJ?” You inquired.

“I know you and Topper are starting your thing up again. I caught the energy between you two. I just gotta know…what can I do to make you want me more?

“W-what?” You eyes widened.

“I wanna know how to be the kind of man you want?”

“JJ, I….” You whispered.

He whispers in your ear. “If you want me to fuck you better than him, I can and I will.”

He looks you up and down before walking away as if he didn’t just cause a whole flood between your legs. Your love life just got extremely complicated.

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[sarahmysweetie]

I saw you were looking for ideas :) The reader is Topper’s sister and she’s secretly dating Rafe. They’re sneaking behind his back to kiss (and fuck) and in the end Top finds out and there’s a bit of drama and Top being a protective brother (oh and I would love a scene where she’s on Rafe’s lap and their making out and almost doing the dirty and if you maybe could use the phrase “please don’t kiss in front of me” or something like this). Thank you hun 🥺

Caught

Rafe Cameron x reader

Thank you so much for the request @a-j-stuffs i'm so sorry it took me this long to write it. I loved writing this and loved the idea<3 (who doesn't love the brothers best friend trope??) I hope you like this!

Tw: cursing, making out

Rafe's hands tighten around me as we kiss. "I love you y/n. I love you so much", he says as he kisses my neck and lips. "I love you too Rafey", i breathe out. We are making out on the couch. I throw my leg over him and sit on his lap. He slides his hands under my shirt and i smile in to the kiss. Before we get any further, i hear a voice: "Oh for fuck's sake." I gasp and jump off Rafe's lap. I see my brother Topper standing in the doorway to the living room. "Please don't kiss in front of me", Topper whines and sits on one of the armchairs. "Well, this is my house, and you're the one who suddenly barges in", Rafe comments and straightens his shirt. "Come on man, she's my sister", Topper says. "Shut up Tampon-Topper", i say and roll my eyes. "I really wish you would stop calling me that", Topper pleads. "And Rafe, we are going golfing remember?" Rafe nods. "Yeah yeah hold your horses tampon", Rafe stands up and kisses my head. "Bye, we'll be back in a couple hours." I smile at him "Yeah, i'll go upstairs to hang out with Sarah or something. Rafe smiles, and as they walk out from the living room, Topper smacks Rafe's head. I guess he doesn't like to be called tampon.

Dating Rafe is so much easier now that Topper knows. I remember that moment a year ago when Topper found out about our relationship.

Don't get me wrong, it was kinda fun. Sneaking kisses behind my brothers back, Rafe climbing through my window, going to his house to "meet Sarah." There was that forbidden love kind of charm to it. But it obviously got tiring over time.

One day, i was hanging out at Rafe's room. We are watching a movie, i'm curled up next to him, it's over all cozy and sweet. Suddenly we hear a knock on the door. "Hey Rafe." Me and Rafe turn to look at each other, mutual terror on our faces. We see the doorhandle turn, and Rafe yells: "No no! Don't come in bro i'm like...umm naked as fuck" i hear the panick in his voice. "Okay bro, get dressed", Topper says behind the door. "Where the hell do i go???" i whisper-yell at Rafe.

"I don't know, umm.. go under there!" He points at under his bed.

"Are you fucking serious? When is the last time you vacuumed from there???"

"It's okay, just get in there!"

"Okay okay!" I crawl under his bed. It is kinda clean.

Thinking back to it, i have no idea how he didn't hear us whispering behind the door. Maybe he is just deaf. Anyways, back to the story.

"Come in", Rafe yells to Topper. I see Toppers feet entering the room. Topper starts telling Rafe some shit that happened with the pogues. Rafe answers narrowly, i can hear the nervousness in his voice. Suddenly i feel something weird in my throat.

That was the second before disaster. You know, the thing about hiccups is that you can't control it. You don't know that it's there, before it has announced it's presence to the whole world.

Hic. I freeze in terror. Fuck fuck fuck. "What was that?" I hear Topper ask. "What was what?" Rafe comments and laughs nervously. Hic. That one even louder. I slap my hand over my mouth. "What's under there?" Topper questions and crouches down. Fuck.

I am met with Toppers eyes. "Y/n! What the fuck!" He stands back up, probably looking at Rafe. I roll and drag myself up from the floor. "It's not what it hic looks like Topper", i tell him. "No! I know what this is", Topper gets very close to Rafe's face. "Have you been fucking my sister?" Rafe looks Topper calmly in the eyes. "I need you to back off man", he says. Topper looks him up and down, but backs off a little. I shake my head and step in between the two guys. "Topper. I am dating Rafe", i look Topper in his eyes, waiting for his reaction. Before he opens his mouth, i continue: "I love Rafe, and he is very good to me. I hope that you would not hic freak out, but support me." I see Topper thinking for a second. "Okay. Okay, i guess it's okay. But-", he pushes me aside and gets close to Rafe again. "-if you hurt her, i will kill you." Rafe smiles at him. "I would never, i promise."

I smile. "Do you wanna watch the movie with us?" i ask Topper. He looks at the laptop. "I do like Mamma Mia", he says. I smile and sit on the bed again. Rafe sits next to me, but Topper plops down between us. Rafe rolls his eyes. I look at him over Topper and smile. Topper takes the laptop on his lap. "Can we start over? Yeah we'll start over, you're only ten minutes in." I sigh. This was gonna be a long two hours.

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[slut4tangerine]

『M A S T E R L I S T』

⚠︎ = smut // ✿ = fluff // ✧ = angst

❖ Drew Starkey ❖

— o n e s h o t s —

↠ pumpkin season ✿

↠ pumpkin season insta posts ✿

↠ labor ✧ ✿

↠ birthday (part of starkey’s series) ✿

— s e r i e s —

↠ the starkey’s

❖ Rafe Cameron ❖

— o n e s h o t s —

↠ emotional bruises ✧

↠ we were fine ✧

↠ move on ✿ ✧

↠ she’ll never be me ⚠︎

↠ older ✿

↠ enough for you ✧

↠ midsummers meltdown ✿

↠ wrong impression ✧

↠ right impression ✧ ✿

↠ uh oh ✧

↠ go away ✧

❖ JJ Maybank ❖

— o n e s h o t s —

↠ suspicion ✧

↠ drunk confessions ✿

↠ there you are ✿

❖ Topper Thornton ❖

— o n e s h o t s —

↠ the boyfriend card ✿ ✧

↠ the good kind of butterflies ✿

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[seriesxwriting]

Private jet

Pairing- topper Thornton 🥰

Series- outer banks 💕

Summary- topper takes you on his private jet for the first time, heading to a surprise holiday for two weeks. Just you and him ;)).

Warnings- just kissing.

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“And we are going where?” I smirked across at my boyfriend in the taxi abandoning my view from the window. It had just stopped outside his private jet and my eyes had hearts in them. “Not tell you… still” he laughed cheekily at my pout and then leant over to kiss my cheek. Topper got out the car closing the door gently and bounced over to one of the men. He looked so important with his glasses and business talk- it was hot.

I waited for a few moments in the taxi alone, watching their conversation and topper laugh his head off with whatever other man said. He eventually came round to my side opening the door wide for me and putting his hand out like the gentleman he was. “Why thank you kind sir” i fluttered my eye lashes at him putting on a fake posh voice. “You joker” he laughed pulling me closer to his body looking down into my sparkling eyes.

“Your eyes are so pretty, especially in the sun” he smirked because I already knew, I told him it practically daily. They where definitely my best feature. “And you call me the joker” my hands slid up to his neck pulling him down for a much needed kiss. Thirty minutes in the car was much too long for me. He smiled against my soft lips at first before going into to the heart beating kiss. I could feel his heart against my chest and still I wanted to be closer to him.

“Master Thornton, the jet is ready to go when you are” the man came over awkwardly. If there was any other reason someone was interrupting our make out session I’d be pissed. But I’d been looking forward to this for what felt like a life time. We both gazed over at the stairs mechanically lowering to the ground. Our luggage was being unloaded by some other man in a suit. “Ready?” Topper asked me glowing, whilst dangling his hand in the air for me to take it. I’d never been on his jet before, I was beyond excited.

But even more so to spend two weeks on holiday with my boyfriend getting him all alone. All to my self, with no interruption. “As I’ll ever be” I grinned my shiny white teeth and topper took my hand chuckling at my excitement. “Your so cute, all it takes is a jet to make you happy” “what do you mean all” I slapped his chest, quite softly if I admitted it. Topper wiggled his eyebrows knowingly. We both climbed the steps hand in hand and he lead me over to two opposite window seats.

There was a butler waiting for us to sit down and he automatically handed us menus which topper just shook his head too. “Just a coffee for me please” I took the menu nervously looking at my boyfriend. I wasn’t used to all this fancy treatment. I had been a pogue for most of my life. Though my dad had recently struck gold we where not extravagant with our money because we where used to pogue life. We where very charitable even though we where now kooks. Topper understood this and knew I felt pressure as the man stared at me waiting to order.

“You can come back, we need a minute” topper saved me. I felt the airplane jolt before suddenly moving forwards. Faster and faster. Untill we where soon in the air. I gazed out the window to take my mind off of ordering also being amazed with my first plane journey. The seat belt Sign disappeared making a loud noise ripping me back to reality. “Come here” topper ordered beckoning me with his hands. I undid my seat belt and walked the step it took me over to him.

He wrapped his hands around my waist pulling me down to his lap. “Get what you want” he put the menu in my hands. I felt comfortable and safe in his arms, I smiled at the boy and browsed the menu. “Can I have a pizza please” “of course baby girl you can have anything” he kissed my hand taking the menu from me and pressing the button that made a bell noise. The man rushed out the cabin behind and stopped by us. Topper ordered for me and added a coke on knowing me too well.

We were left alone again, which is how I liked it. “So what do you wanna do” he asked me pushing his legs up and down so I was practically flying. I shrugged putting my hand on his legs signalling to stop with a playful grin. “what is there to do” I wondered “we could watch a movie, play a game, make out?” “Hum… I’ve never made out with someone on a jet” I pretended to stroke my beard “shut up” topper laughed at me and pulled my face into his.

And so i checked that off my list. “I’ve never been on a plane you know” I stared out the window again at the magnificent view of the island “thought you said you went to the Bahamas last year” topper asked confused playing with my fingers “yeah we did, but we got a ferri- never been on a plane I thought I’d be more scared but it’s nice” I admitted looking back at him “were not going to be on it for long, it’s a short flight” he told me.

I looked at him, into his beautiful eyes and couldn’t help smiling “you know when I first met you I thought you where just like every other kook” “what changed your mind” topper ran his thumb over my thigh. “Well I saw you at the club and I guess I kinda kept an eye on you till i grew some balls”. Topper thought back and then laughed hard “what” “I remember one time when me and Rafe caught you looking and he was convinced you where after him”

I rolled my eyes with a little smile “of course he was”. Me and Rafe had become good friends now but I’d always been after topper ever since I laid my eyes on him. “Well I’m glad you came and made your move it was hot, I like confidence” “everything happens for a reason top” I ran my hands up and down the back of his neck feeling his fresh new haircut. Out the corner of my eye I noticed something splashing about in the water below.

“Topper look!!” I squealed excitedly pointing at the grey dolphin swimming up and down in my view. He giggled slightly at my reaction but was also mesmerised himself. “There beautiful” I gasped feeling the joy inside of me “this is just the start gorgeous, these two weeks are going to be the best ones of your life” he whispered to me kissing my cheek. My food came out the kitchen just as I was about to kiss my boyfriend.

“Thank you” me and topper said in sync to the butler.

- one hour later -

The seatbelt sign turned on and me and topper slowly looked back at each other. He was reluctant to let me go but did. I tightened my seatbelt in my seat and got ready for the plane to land, holding onto the arms. The pilot landed it softly into the ground on the runway and it eventually came to a halt. I smiled with relief and undid my seatbelt, topper was standing up already collecting up our stuff.

“Topper” I called out, watching the stairs go down and walking over to look at the view slowly. I felt him come behind me his hands holding my hips “welcome to St Lucia” he whispered in my ear kissing my neck.

- St Lucia

I gazed at the beach that i could see from here in utter shock and almost started jumping when I turned around to him. “Topper oh my god I can’t wait I can’t wait” I rapped my arms around his neck. Laughing he swooped me up in his arms and my legs magnetically curled around his waist. “Let me just say thank you to the pilot then I’m all yours and we can go to the villa” he kissed my lips quickly.

“Hurry” I commanded with a little smile walking down the stairs. I took a moment to breath in the different air, it was so refreshing. I couldn’t help but smile, in fact I couldn’t stop smiling. Our luggage was being loaded into a taxi already and I saw topper shaking hands with the pilot that was now walking down the stairs with him. “Alright top I’ll see you soon” “yeah, have a good one Richard” he waved.

“You ready for the time of your life?” Topper turned to me with a flash in his eyes. I couldn’t help but throw a devilishly grin back.

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[number-0-iz]

So i am finally watching obx so and while I like Jiara, how the show is handling it so far (I'm on ep 5) is something I am not a big fan of. Like they had some nice chemistry in s1&2 but the whole thing with Pope like damn.

It just doesn't feel like it did in the last two seasons. I know something happened between crazy fans wanting Rudy Pankow and Madison Bailey to be together because of Jiara but idk the full story. Those crazy people probably ruined a lot of shit.

(If someone who knows more about the whole situation and everything could explain it to me, it would be very much appreciated.)

Also why is everyone saying Jayj instead of jj? Where tf did that come from? Also John B's dad never really cared about him, only about the treasure, that much is clear.

Sarah dragging Topper into stealing the cross is kinda funny tho cause bro is just trying to live his life and now he gets roped into this lol. This is Topper's face the whole time lol

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[somethingoriginal127]

poor jj. always labeled the crazy one when topper and rafe are right there😭

#like everytime they get mad #they want to muder someone #like pls calm down #obx #outerbanks #jj mayback #rafe cameron #topper #obx topper

[face-card-never-declines]

Austin North in ‘Outer Banks’ (Season 3)

#austin north #outer banks #obx #obx3 #topper #outer banks topper #obx topper

[meddlelyn]

heres the thing is that for season three i really do want a topper redemption but it is so crucially important that he Cannot get back with sarah and improves himself in a way that is distinctly Not About Her.

like really though im a bug fan of shitty ex-boyfriends getting redemptions Specifically because they are no longer with their partner and have learned to be someone without them

#yk like think steve from st type beat #obx #outer banks #obx s3 #obx topper #obx sarah #sarah cameron #outer banks season 3 #topper thornton

[violetlilysunshine]

I need unhinged, burn the chateau down, topper in season 4. I want him to team up with Rafe against the pogues. I just want more topper always. Such a nice view.

#violetlilysunshine #violet rambles #delete later #OBX #OBX 4 #outer banks #outer banks 4 #topper #topper Thornton #topper OBX #OBX topper

[sageworld]

there’s just something about bestfriend!rafe who’s just obsessed with your boobs…

“stop it, rafey.” you giggle, making it look not purposeful when you bend over, pushing your plush ass into him in a weak attempt to get him away.

“come on, sweetness just one picture.” he begged. you and rafe had gotten pretty fucked up last night at toppers, resulting in you just sleeping at his house in whatever you had left there. “fine, but you can’t show anyone.” you pretend to be annoyed, but rafe can see right through it.

you were always weak when it came to rafe, always giving into his needs. he wanted a beer at the party? you were coming back within minutes. he wanted a blow job? you bet your fat lips were wrapped around his cock the second you got alone. you knew it was wrong, he was your bestfriend and many times you scared off his girlfriends and vice versa. the two of you constantly fucked like bunnies no matter what the conditions were.

“deal.” rafe smiled pulling down your top, exposing both of your large breasts he had grown to love so much. “there’s my girls.” rafe smiled and bent down to kiss both of your hard nipples.

“just one rafey.” you pulled one tit back into the top as rafe sat his phone up, muttering something about boring. “well if i’m so boring you can just never see them again” you tease, attempting to pull your other boob back into your top. “no no no no i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it, one is great.” rafe yanked the top down.

you pose into the camera, one of rafe’s large hands covering your exposed boob, giving it a nice squeeze. “you’re like a little sex doll.” rafe says randomly. “what?” you laugh, after the photos taken, pulling away from him. “i don’t know you’re just like a sex doll, you look like one.” he somewhat chuckles towards the end, pulling your top down to expose your other breast again.

“thanks? i guess.” you embrace rafes new hold on you with a giggle. both hands grabbing handfuls of your ass, as he leans down to suck your nipples.

just know he made that picture his lock screen.

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[drudyslut]

OBX Porn Links

✯ these are not fics, these contain twitter porn links!

✯ 18+ ONLY

✯ inspired by my beautiful baby @rafesmuse <33

— Rafe Cameron

; Squirting w/ Rafe

; Rafe shoves your panties in your mouth while fucking you

; Rafe pounds your pussy

; Rafe eats you while fucking your face

; Creampie w/ Rafe

— JJ Maybank

; Best friend!JJ bends you over a chair

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— John B.

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; Giving JB head

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[rafeandonlyrafe]

demonstration

words: 2.8k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, reader is toppers girlfriend, struggling to cum, female receiving oral and fingering, multiple orgasms, edging and overstimulation, protected and unprotected sex, cheating

“maybe you could ask one of your friends for help, top.” you pout, rubbing your hand over his shoulder, not wanting him feel any more upset than he needs to be, but at the same time, you’re not sure how much longer this can go on.

“you can't tell me what i can do to fix it?” topper asks.

“you know i was a virgin before you babe, i really don’t know.” you sigh, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “maybe ask rafe?” “rafe?” topper turns suddenly to look at you. “why him?” “i’ve just… heard talk from some of my friends. he can probably give you some good advice. i don’t know.” you shrug. “maybe it’s something wrong with me.” “no, don’t say that.” topper shakes his head, turning to pull you into him, a hand around your waist.

“you ask your friends and i’ll ask mine.” you give as an option. topper nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead, hoping the next time you’re in his bedroom, it’ll go a lot better.

--

“what?” rafe gawks at his friend, unsure if he heard him right or if he was going crazy.

“ive never… i’ve never made y/n cum before and i just… i need to know what to do rafe! i’m worried she’s gonna leave me if i can’t get it together and i guess- fuck! i don’t know! just help me out man!” topper paces quickly, bringing his hands to his hair, tugging on it, stressed out of his mind.

“okay, alright, jesus, just clam down!” rafe says, sitting down on the couch, gesturing for topper to sit as well. he’s not sure how long he can keep himself still, already feeling awkward and nervous about not being able to make you cum, only made worse by trying to talk to rafe about it.

“every time i fuck her, i just get so over excited and cum too quickly and i know this is tmi but i just try my best and every time she doesn’t cum and she says its okay but i know it’s really not.” topper blurts out.

“alright, well…” rafe sighs, pushing his hand through his hair. he’s never had this type of issue before with girls. “do you finger her? or eat her out? before you fuck her, i mean.” “i eat her out sometimes.” topper shrugs. “she says my tongue feels good and i can make her cum like that, but not when im fucking her, i just don’t know what to do, i just get so excited and… and i’ve never had this problem with girls before, it’s just y/n.”

“to be fair, she’s hotter than any girl you’ve been with before.” rafe comments. it’s no secret, so he doesn’t feel bad saying it, especially when topper nods.

“she’s way out of my league, thats why i’m sure if i don’t fix this she’s gonna leave me.” topper sighs.

“maybe a demonstration could help?” rafe suggests, making toppers head snap towards him, a look of fury in his eyes.

“you are not allowed to fuck my girlfriend.”

“no, man.” rafe shakes his head. “what if i’m there while you fuck her? then i can give you specifics, and she will know you are really trying. she told you to ask me right?” “yeah, i guess you have a reputation of being really good.” topper cringes at his own words.

“i am. so, let me help you, top. brother to brother.”

--

rafe understands why topper has such a hard time keeping it together as you lay out naked on the bed, eyes flickering between your boyfriend and his best friend, a cautiously optimistic look on your face.

“go ahead and spread your legs.” rafe says, trying to keep his tone even, to disguise the lust that he feels as his eyes move from your breasts down to between your thighs.

“can you get naked first topper? i feel weird here.” topper was shirtless, but still had his shorts and underwear on, even though he was obviously straining against the fabric. 

“yeah.” topper glances briefly to rafe before tugging them down his hips, letting his cock spring free. 

“so have you ever cum before y/n?” rafe asks.

“yeah, um… with my own fingers.” you cough awkwardly. “and when topper eats me out.”

“its really just when i’m inside of her.” topper says with a thick swallow as your thighs part, opening them wide to show off your pussy, already gleaming with wetness and a peachy pink color that makes rafe want to bend down and bury his tongue inside of your folds, but he has to behave himself, just happy to have this opportunity to see you like this.

“why don’t you finger her first? then you can show me. open her up a little, it’ll help.” rafe instructs.

topper nods, reaching down and pressing one finger against your hole. you tense up briefly before relaxing, allowing topper to push his finger in.

“is she tight?” rafe asks, without really meaning to, but he figures you must be from the way you are squeezed so tightly around his finger.

“yeah, that’s why i can never last.” topper says, thrusting his finger in and out, the slick sounds of his movement squelching throughout the room.

“does that feel good y/n?” rafe asks, eyes flickering up to your face.

“mhm.” you nod, but you don’t feel any urge to moan, needing more. “could add a second, top.” “okay.” topper nods, trying to work a second finger in, but you hiss at the stretch, primarily hurting around your entrance, despite your wetness.

“gotta rub her clit too.” rafe says, reaching over and pressing a fingertip to your clit, rubbing it. you gasp out, not just from the good feeling but from rafe touching you, like he swore to topper he wouldn’t do before he agreed to this.

toppers finger slips easily in once you’ve relaxed to having your clit rubbed. topper looks slightly annoyed, but he stays silent when he sees how much you’re liking it now, unable to hold back your moans. “oh, just like that.” you moan, eyes fluttering closed.

“see if you can add a third.” rafe says, flicking his finger over your clit before going back to rubbing.

“i’ve-i’ve never been able to take more than two.” you sit up slightly, surprised when topper presses a third finger and manages to begin thrusting it inside of you.

“aw, fuck.” you whine, trying to close your legs, but topper holds one thigh open with his hand while rafe grasps the other.

“keep ‘em open, cutie.” rafe says. “gonna cum?”

“yeah, yeah keep going-” you cut yourself off before you can yell rafes name instead of toppers.

“pull out, top.” rafe says, suddenly taking his hand away, making your back arch off the bed as you squirm, trying to chase their fingers, to get them back touching you.

“no, no, no.” you whine when topper also pulls out, leaving your hole clenching around nothing.

“sometimes if you’re struggling having her cum with your cock inside her, you can edge her first.” rafe says, switching easily back to teacher mode.

“should i fuck her now?” topper looks to rafe, before glancing to you, realizing he shouldn’t be asking permission to fuck his own girlfriend, but rafe has that type of energy, that commanding presence that easily makes him in control of any situation.

“yeah, put the condom on though.” rafe glances to the bed where topper threw a condom out of his pocket earlier. while topper slides it on, your focus on him, rafe takes a moment to reach to his crotch, squeezing his cock and begging himself to settle, to calm down.

topper lines himself up with your entrance, placing one hand on your hip as he lines himself up with his other hand, pushing inside of you slowly as you moan, eyes squeezing shut, obviously aroused and feeling good by him stretching you, so rafe is unsure what the issue is, until topper begins to move.

he’s thrusting too rapidly, overwhelming you. rafe shakes his head, “slowly, topper. deeper thrusts.”

topper manages to get control of himself, slowing down but still not thrusting deeper, and rafe realizes its because of the angle, topper not holding himself low enough to properly thrust.

“here.” rafe grabs a pillow, a different one from the one you’re laying your head on. rafe taps your hip and you lift them as he stuffs the pillow underneath. “try now.”

topper scooches closer, now able to thrust much easier, entering you at a far better angle as he takes you repeatedly, still going too erratically, too random.

“on a beat.” rafe says. “gotta fuck her steady, can’t just jackhammer.” “i-i-” topper groans out, pulling out, much to your disappointment as you let out a deep sigh. “i can’t, was about to cum.” “damn, baby, you must be real tight.” rafe glances to you, making you blush and close your legs slightly, which is hard as you are propped up, spread open on display.

“try again, top, it’s okay.” you soothe him, keeping your voice soft and steady.

topper nods, retaking his cock in his hand, pushing it back inside. you nod in encouragement as he moves, already going to shallow and too fast to properly build you up.

“gotta rub her clit too, man. remember she’s already close from getting edged.” rafe tries to instruct, but when topper places his thumb on your clit, his movements are jerky and too harsh, almost hurting as you cringe, but in your displeasure, your cunt clenches around toppers cock and he looses control, moaning as he cums, pumping into the condom.

“shit!” topper shouts out in pleasure, before he realizes you’re looking up at him with disappointment in your eyes. “shit.” he groans again, this time angry with himself as he pulls out in shame.

“it’s okay, top.” you sit up, moving the pillow as you reach out for your boyfriend, or at least attempt to, but he moves away, looking down in shame.

“you’re gonna break up with me now.” toppers voice is sad as he speaks.

“what?” it takes you back, not expecting it.

“you’re gonna break up with me, aren’t you? because i can’t make you cum, you’re gonna leave me? god, i’m so pathetic.” “i can’t believe you think i’m that shallow.” you scoff as topper pulls the condom off and tosses it into rafes trashcan, who is simply glancing back and forth between the two of you. “that i would break up with you over sex?” “you wouldn’t?” topper questions.

“you would?” you question back, growing frustrated. “topper, i let you take my virginity, i can’t believe you thought i would do that just… just go.”

“no, baby, listen.” topper begins.

“i’m not breaking up with you yet.” you tell him. “but i need some space, please just go.” 

topper can’t hide the tears welling up in his eyes, and he doesn’t want to cry in front of you, and especially not rafe, so he pulls his clothes back on quickly and haphazardly before leaving, slamming the door shut behind him.

you sigh, burying your head in your hands. you wouldn’t break up with topper just because of sex, but his reaction to what happened makes you question everything.

“you okay baby?” rafe asks, making you jump, forgetting he was there.

“yeah, sorry, i can leave.” you move to get off the bed when rafe grabs your wrists, making you stop.

“or you could stay.” rafe says, his voice suggestive, as well as the look on his face.

“i-but topper…” “just finishing off what he started. come on, you came here for help anyways. lets see if you can cum when i fuck you.” “i-i guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.” --

rafe finally picks his head up from between your legs, cunt now bright red and covered in mess due to your three orgasms his tongue and fingers brought out of you, deciding to go for overstimulation instead of edging, now that he was the one getting to have you.

“still thinking about topper?” rafe asks, pressing a kiss to your puffy clit, making you whine out.

“no.” you admit honestly, all of your thoughts have been replaced by rafe. “fuck me, please, rafe.”

rafe smirks, standing up and taking his shirt off, pleased that your eyes glaze over as you watch him undress, jaw dropping open when his cock is revealed, already hard and leaking.

“yeah, i know i’m bigger than him.” rafe smirks as he climbs onto the bed. “but i opened you up enough, didn’t i? or do i need to make you cum again?”

“n-no.” you shake your head, already so overstimulated. “i want your cock, i need it.” “he always fucks you in missionary?” rafe asks, wanting to make you cum in the same position that topper couldn’t, proving yet another way he’s superior.

“yeah, we haven’t tried anything else.” you say, leaving out the word yet not sure if you can go back to topper after this.

rafe nods, looking towards his drawer that he knows contains condoms, going to grab one before you speak up suddenly, “you-you can fuck me raw. if you want. i’m on birth control.” rafe can’t help but smirk, nodding as he grabs the same pillow again, placing it under your hips, bringing your tired legs up, thighs falling open.

“tell me if it hurts or if anything doesn’t feel good.” rafe says. he’s sure it’s toppers' inadequacies making you struggle, but just in case he wants to take good care of you.

“mkay.” you nod, hands fisting in the bed sheets as rafe rubs the head of his cock through your sticky folds, making sure to tap against your clit, just to tease you even further.

“gonna fuck you so much better than he ever could. ‘ts why you should be with me instead, baby.” rafe says, not letting you respond or even think too much about his statement as his cock pushes inside of you, making your back arch off the bed.

“oh my god!” you shout out, moaning wildly without care as rafe begins to thrust, deep and hard, hitting spots inside of you that topper has never touched before.

“oh, fuck.” rafe groans out. “you are tight, baby.” your cunt is squeezing him, molding to his walls. “no wonder he cums so quickly.” you shake your head, not wanting to think about topper, not wanting to feel any guilt or regret as rafes hips swing forward, cock pressing against your gummy walls as he moves a thumb to your clit, rubbing it in that same enticing way that made your high build so quickly last time.

“feels really good, rafey.” you moan, raising and lower your hips slightly in time with his thrusts, forcing his cock even deeper inside of you, feeling his hot skin against yours, the first person to take you bare.

“i knew there was nothing wrong with you.” rafe smirks. “already close to cumming, aren’t you?”

despite your body being tired from your three previous orgasms, you do feel another one building in your stomach.

“yeah, thats what i thought.” rafe moves faster, rubbing his thumb more intensely. “nothing wrong with you baby, you are perfect. perfect tight little cunt.” “please.” you whine out, unsure what you are begging for as tears slide down your cheeks, purely from being overwhelmed with pleasure. you’ve never managed more than two orgasms in a night, and he’s close to doubling that.

“cum for me, doll. don’t have to beg. wanna feel that cunt squeezing around me.” rafe encourages you, pumping quickly as he pinches your clit between his thumb and finger before letting go and rubbing quickly, forcing the orgasm out of you as you scream, entire body tightening as your hips rise, high overtaking you as your eyes open to see rafe looking back at you, cocky look in his eye, but his jaw is slackened in pleasure as your cunt spasms around his dick.

“that’s it, good girl.” rafe affirms, thumb now gently touching around your clit, bringing you down slowly as his cock stays lodged deep inside of you.

you shiver as you lower your hips, breath slowly coming back to normal. 

rafe bends over your body, taking your lips in a kiss. you moan into his mouth, his tongue licking against your bottom lip before pushing into your mouth.

“you just came on my cock, pretty girl.” rafe says.

“i know, i loved it.” you hum, eyes sliding shut as rafe kisses your jaw, obsessed with the taste of your skin almost as much as your cunt.

“hmm, so two more? three?” rafe suddenly snaps his hips forward, making you realize he’s still buried inside of you.

“wait, wha-” your question is cut off as rafe straightens, resuming his same pace as if he didn’t just deliver you the most mind blowing orgasm.

“you think i’d be satisfied with getting you to cum just once?” rafe tsks and shakes his head. “we aren’t even close to done.”

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[luxbub]

brother’s best friend!rafe cameron nsfw

minors DNI +18

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brother’s best friend!rafe who came to your brother’s pool party naively thinking that you wouldn’t be there

brother’s best friend!rafe who’s eyes widened when he saw you sitting on the lounger in your small bikini and big sunglasses, waving at him, all clueless to the eyes ogling you

brother’s best friend!rafe who could feel his cock starting to harden just by the little prep in your step as you walked up to him

brother’s best friend!rafe who was sure that you could definitely feel his hard on when you pressed your bikini clad body to his

brother’s best friend!rafe who felt his mouth dry when you pulled back, his hands instantly falling to your hips as you told him how much you missed him

brother’s best friend!rafe who could only look at you and your smile as he told you that he almost didn’t recognise you

brother’s best friend!rafe who squeezed your hips when you told him that you’re “all grown up now” with your pouty lips and fluttering eyelashes

brother’s best friend!rafe who was quick to come with you to your room when you asked him “to catch up”

brother’s best friend!rafe who pushed your bikini aside and immediately got to work

brother’s best friend!rafe who’s tongue felt so good and spoke words so good that you squirted as he pushed his tongue into your tight little hole

brother’s best friend!rafe who pounded into you so hard afterwards that you couldn’t walk straight on your way back to the party

brother’s best friend!rafe who walked out of your room with smirk but froze when he met topper’s glare

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[rafesaddiction]

The tight end (or: Football Lessons) – Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: You need to study for your exams and Rafe wants to watch the football game with his friends. Studying is boring and you need a little help from the boys. Rafe is not pleased.

Warnings: mdni! – heavy smut, spanking, rough sex, p in v, semi-public sex (they can hear you), fingering (they sure can see that), possessiveness, kinda size kink cause rafe is big, bratty!reader, grumpy!rafe, dom!rafe, mean!rafe, amused!barry, curious!kelce, i-can't-with-this!topper

Word count: 1.5k

Tagging @dream-pink , @dope-trope-105 since this is most definitely Rafe Cameron smut. Enjoy!

a/n This is none of the stuff I said I was working on, just something short to indulge myself. Something light and fun. It kinda takes place in the same “universe” as Hole Practice, but it's not part 2. Comments, reblogs and likes are more than welcome. They keep me from going insane. Go Panthers!

“Gonna get myself another beer,” Rafe groaned as he lifted himself of the la-z-boy.

“Might need something stronger to suffer through this shit show.”

He looked at Barry who had made the comment and was pointing at the tv screen with his beer bottle.

On the screen the Panthers were literally fucked up the ass. And they deserved it as they delivered their worst performance ever. This game really sucked. Rafe hadn't bet any money, but he took it kinda personal when his favorite team performed this shitty. It totally ruined his mood. To be fair, it didn’t take much to ruin Rafe's mood, but this was like in the top 20 of mood-ruining events. And this was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening, watching the game with his friends. Yeah, Barry was now officially one of his friends and none of Rafe's kook friends ever doubted his status – if they had, that would totally have ruined Rafe's mood.

“While you're at it, pretty boy, fetch me another one too,” Barry shook his half-empty bottle and grinned at Rafe, who had stopped on his way to leave the living room.

“Anything else I can do for you?” Rafe said in a sarcastic tone, frowning.

“You have some of these tiny snack bites? Diced cheese with a toothpick?”

Rafe shot Barry a deathly glare, who just chuckled.

“Uhm, I'd like another beer, please,” Topper's voice came from the left and Rafe's head spun around, making the blond shrink into the couch and mumble some sort of apology. Next to him, Kelce snickered.

Frowning, clenching his jaws, Rafe went to the kitchen – without killing one of his friends, yet.

Still frowning, Rafe rummaged through the fridge to get four bottles of beer. There were actually some cheese bits, which he left there, but he took a bag of chips out of the pantry, and returned to the living room.

And stopped in the doorway, almost dropping the beer at the sight of you sitting on the armrest of Barry's la-z-boy. You had your back to Rafe and were obviously engaged in some very intense conversation with Barry. You had drawn up your legs and were kinda kneeling sideways on the armrest. You wore one of Rafe's t-shirts, too big for you, but barely covering your ass. Your legs were naked – apart from the cat paw socks you wore.

“What are you doing here?”

You were not supposed to be here. You were supposed to be upstairs, studying for your upcoming exam. You were definitely not supposed to be cuddling up to Barry.

Rafe was fuming as you craned your head back to him and gazed at him with innocent eyes.

When you saw him, a sweet smile appeared on your face.

“Hi, Rafey.” Rafe flinched at the hideous nickname, but you continued speaking. “I was looking for you. I needed some help with opening a water bottle and Barry was so nice to help me.”

Barry sat up, looking at Rafe, winking at him and showing said water bottle.

“Always a pleasure to help a damsel in distress,” he said, his gold tooth showing as he grinned at Rafe whose face had turned red by now, his features tensed up, his nostrils flaring.

“And now he’s telling me all about the tight end.”

You smiled.

Barry grinned.

Kelce snickered.

Topper choked.

Rafe growled.

“Upstairs. Now.”

“But –” you turned towards Rafe, your feet dangling from the armrest, you looked up at him, pouting.

“Now!” Rafe barked and you flinched.

Having put the bottles and chips on the coffee table, Rafe walked up to you, grabbed you, threw you over his shoulder and carried you with him, despite your squealing protests.

Rafe sat you down on the kitchen island. You looked at him, with big eyes and sulky lips. His hands rested on either side of you.

“The fuck were you doing? I specifically told you not to come downstairs!”

He glared at you through narrowed eyes, tilting his head to the side.

You lowered your gaze, your fingers playing with the hem of the shirt you were wearing.

“I was bored,” you admitted in a soft voice. Then you looked up, just with your eyes, meeting his.

“Please don't be mad at me,” you nibbled on your bottom lip, effectively directing his gaze. Then your lips parted, you breathed out and he saw the corners of your mouth twitch. “Rafey…”

He let out an angry growl, grabbed you, flipped you around and you squealed as your chest was pressed down on the hard surface of the kitchen island. Rafe shoved up your t-shirt and his hand hit your butt, only covered by your pink lace panties.

“Don't. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again!” Rafe growled between gritted teeth and each word was accompanied by a slap on your ass.

You cried out, then tried to muffle your cries and whimpers by covering your mouth with both your hands, as Rafe gave your ass a very thorough spanking. He didn't care that your whining and crying could surely be heard in the living room as he hadn't bothered to close any of the doors.

One hand holding you down as you tried to wriggle your way out, while his other hand mercilessly slapped your ass and thighs, leaving marks in the form of his hand print.

His palm started burning and your skin must have felt as if in flames by now.

He was panting heavily behind you, his eyes on your ass as he pulled down your panties. He noticed the soaking wet stain and his hard cock twitched inside his pants.

You were a whimpering mess, your body trembling and only focused on the burning sensation his hand had caused, or you would have noticed what he was up to and you would surely have complained that you were still too sore from when Rafe had fucked you under the shower this morning.

You cried out as he pushed his hard cock into your tight pussy. He growled as he felt your walls clamping around him. He gave your already sore ass another slap, then started thrusting into you in a relentless rhythm, deep and hard, punishing you by using your body to satisfy his own needs. Your cries turned into whimpering sounds as he gave you what your body so desperately craved for.

Whatever you tried to say came out as a whining noise. His name was the only intelligible word you were able to utter.

“Rafe,” you cried.

“Rafe,” you moaned.

“Rafe,” you begged.

He grabbed the back of your neck, pulled you up, made you turn your head and his lips met yours in a fervent kiss, devouring and bruising. He felt you clench so hard around him and moaning into his mouth as you came around him. Pushing your trembling chest flush against the surface, he fucked you through that orgasm, savoring your heated body's uncontrolled convulsing, your shameless moaning and enjoying knowing that he did this to you, that he was the only one who made you feel this way.

Rafe came with a groan, his cock buried up to the hilt inside your soaking pussy, filling you with his hot cum. He felt how you tensed up at the sensation and your walls clenched, milking him.

When he pulled out, you whimpered.

“Shhh…” He caressed your back as he cleaned you with a kitchen towel and put your panties back on.

Rafe cradled you into his arms and carried you back to the living room.

Barry chuckled, but didn't say a word as Rafe shot him a menacing glance.

Rafe reclined in his chair and you cuddled up to him, burying your face at his heaving chest. You were still trembling, your legs drawn up to your own chest and you were clinging to Rafe, when he caressed your back with one hand, the other hand holding a beer bottle as he focused on the screen again where the Panthers had somehow managed to turn the game around.

Rafe's hand trailed along your thigh and you flinched. You pressed your mouth against his chest and he heard you whimper as his fingers brushed over the sore skin. And not only he could hear your little whining sounds has he grabbed your ass.

Barry looked at you from the corner of his eyes and then grinned at Rafe, slightly shaking his head, lifting his bottle to drink.

Kelce licked his lips as his eyes moved over your body.

Topper stared at the tv screen, clutching his bottle so hard, his knuckles turned white.

Rafe’s hand shoved your shirt up, rubbed over your bruised cheek. His fingertips pushed your panties to the side and slid between your folds, eliciting a sweet mewling sound from your lips.

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