Only Bad Choices
#RampItUp1Kinktober Day 11
Pairing: Rafael Casal x Ofc Holly Woods
Summary: You’re a good girl, Holly Woods.
1Kinktober Kink: Praise kink
Word count: 2.3 K
Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT! Read at your own risk, mutual pining, innuendo, explicit talk, pms symptoms fluff, jealousy, praise kink, fingering, kitchen sex, d/s if you squint, Not Beta’d. All errors my own. Dividers by @firefly-graphics.
For more context read the Holly Rafa fics here.
A/N: Another holiday fic for 1Kinktober. I’ve rediscovered my love for Rafa and Holly! 😍 This is for the 11th DAY of #rampitup1Kinktober! TYSM for following me!
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“Goood girl. Good fucking girl. Ooooh, I love it when you lick me, yeah. Pretty little good girl.
You rolled your eyes as Rafa played with Mia. You knew that he was trying to get to you, but you weren’t biting. Or licking for that matter.
You headed into Naomi and UTKs house to help get things together.
You didn’t have time for his trifling ass.
You’d come back from Houston early after Christmas, lowkey stoked to see him in person after all of the big talk over the phone. But you didn’t want to seem so desperate. You came back, and gave him a text which he left on read.
Cool.
You went to grab a caffeinated beverage at Hilltop and you saw Rafa’s motorcycle outside. You quickly used your camera as a mirror to make sure you looked presentable and went in to see Rafa laughing and talking with a pretty brown skin girl with dreads.
So this is why he wasn’t rushing to return your text. Cool.
You pretended you didn’t see them after looking Rafa in the eye and went to the register.
“Hey.. Holly! What up! I didn’t realize you would be back today…”
You restrained yourself from rolling your eyes. You’d told him that the other day, although it was after he’d cum, so…
“Yeah. Back on the coast.”
You glanced over at the girl again, who was staring down at her phone. The barista handed you your order and you got ready to jet.
“Well, I gotta go unpack, so…. See ya later.”
“Wait… Holly…” but you were not stopping and not looking back. You’d played yourself.
Rafa knew what was up as soon as he saw you glance at Gina. Fuck. He checked his phone and saw the missed message. He honestly thought you would be back on the 30th. It was the 27th.
He really missed you and was looking forward to spending the day all up in them guts when you returned, but it looked like you were feeling some kind of way.
He sighed and then remembered that Naomi had planned brunch for tomorrow. He knew you wouldn't miss that. Rafa smiled as he walked back over to Gina.
It was a Festivus celebration with the homies. It was something between Christmas and New Years that everyone could celebrate without religious overtones. And it was always a movie.
You knew Rafa would be there, so you wore your tightest black jeans and a new Rocket’s hoodie that you’d cut in half. You used the new body butter you got for Christmas. You knew you were fly.
You’d walked past Rafa on the way into UTK and Naomi’s and heard some dog perk up. You weren’t sure if it was Mia or Rafa however. You were early, helping Naomi to set up.
She needed to drop her kids off at her mother’s house across town and UTK was running late from the set, so you stayed and continued getting food ready as she ran out. You looked out the kitchen window and saw Rafa coming toward the house.
“Shit,” you shook your head as you peeped him.
You were busy chopping veggies when he came into the kitchen.
“Hey, Holly. What’s shakin’?”
He was jovial, as per usual
“Hello Rafael.”
The ice in your tone was unmistaken. Rafa shivered exaggeratedly as he moved closer to you.
“Why so cold, Holly?”
You turned around with the knife in your hand. Rafa put up his hands and backed up.
“Hey, chill. I know you’re upset.”
“I’m not upset Rafa, just not in the mood.”
Rafa spoke in soothing tones, not knowing but sensing what his voice did to you.
“Not in the mood for what? That’s not what you said the other morning, Holly.”
You turned back around and continued chopping.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Rafael.”
You could hear the smirk in his voice, even if you refused to look at him.
“There you go…” he paused.
“Well, it was a great Christmas morning. You talked me through rubbing one out like a champ. You give great phone sex, Holly.”
You slowed down, memories of that morning coming back and trying to mellow your harsh. You wanted to stay strong.
“Remember? We talked about what we would do to each other when you got back?”
“Oh?” You started chopping again. “You didn’t get what you needed from that cute little dread head yesterday?”
Rafa chuckled and you saw red again. Muthafucker.
“I knew you were tight about that. Gina works for the Hollywood Reporter. And she’s a friend. She was interviewing me. Nothing more.”
“Oh.” Shit. “I don’t care.”
“Right.”
Could you have caught feelings for him too? Rafa didn’t want to risk it. But he wanted to have you. Right now.
You turned around, this time with no knife.
“It's just we talked about you hitting it raw.”
Rafa looked you up and down and licked his lips.
“Oh yeah. I remember.”
“I got the shot, we got tested together. But if you’re putting your little white stick in every fun dip in LA…”
Rafa laughed at you.
“My ‘little white stick.’”
He walked toward you, and your stomach flipped.
“If I recall, that’s not what she said.”
You bristled.
“Who is ‘she’???”
Rafa stopped and put his hands up again.
“Hey. It was a joke.” Now he was worried.
You heard yourself and dropped your head. You were tripping. Hard.
“I’m sorry Rafa. I’m…. a little moody. You know, that time of the month? Bone who you want. I really don’t care.”
“Ohhhhhh! No worries, Holly. And I am boning who I want.”
Rafa winked at you and started moving around UTK and Naomi’s kitchen.
“Cramps? Does your back hurt? Nauseous?”
You couldn’t help but smile as Rafa located the tea kettle and started filling it up with water. After he turned it on, he went to the pantry and grabbed some Ginger tea.
You shook your head, and smiled.
“I’m not actually onnnn, right now, just in a few days. I’m just irritable, moody….
“And I’m irritating and irky. I get it.”
You chuckled and ducked your head. He was a really sweet guy. The kettle started whistling.
Rafa turned it off then got you a cup and some honey from the cupboard.
You prepared your tea and started blowing on it to get it to cool. Rafa watched your lips and shifted.
“So.. no physical symptoms yet?”
He was being serious, so concerned. Shit. Good guy Rafa was about to fuck around and make you fall for him.
“Ummm. My breasts are swollen and tender…” You looked away as you sipped your tea.
You looked back at Rafa eyeing your hoodie and licking his lips.
“Well, shit, Holly. Can I help you with that?”
The mischievous glint was back in his eyes. You couldn’t help but giggle.
“You are a pure fool, Rafa.”
You put your cup down and then turned back around to finish chopping the vegetables.
“You can help with this food.”
You two made light work of what was left, and in 20 minutes, you had everything ready. There was over an hour until the guests arrived, and Naomi texted that she wouldn't be there for 45 more minutes.
Rafa was on his phone on the other side of the kitchen, when you told him, then you turned back around toward the sink, looking over the driveway and little courtyard to the guesthouse where Rafa was staying.
“You know, this is a pretty little view. It’s so cute.”
You smiled a little to yourself, dreaming of your future house.
“I’d have to agree, if you talk about what I’m looking at right now.”
You looked at him over your shoulders, so fucking cute. And you rolled your eyes at him.
“I’m serious, Holly. You’re a fucking sight for sore eyes.” You heard him getting closer. “Your eyes, your skin, that bodyyyy.”
Rafa grunted a little as he stared at your butt.
“You’re looking mighty good in them jeans, Holly. That ass is like..boom pow.”
He was standing so close to you now, waving his hands around your ass as if he were casting a spell. You could feel his heat. But he didn’t touch you.
You raised your head and looked out the window. He was making you weak. He started breathing down your neck, making you wet and your nipples hard.
“The last time I had the pleasure of you, I couldn’t believe how good you felt around me. Your mouth, your hands, your pussy. I don’t remember ever having better. That pussy has wiped my memory of all other pussy. Holly, it’s that good. Pussy takes me so fucking well.”
You swallowed to keep from moving. He was flooding your panties.
“I have all kinds of plans for that beautiful cunt, Holly. I need to say hello to my little, tight friend.”
He was right there, silk voice in your ear.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Holly. I just want you to bless me again.”
He put his arms on the counter on either side of you, still not touching you.
“I would be so fucking honored.”
“Hmmmmm, Rafa…”
You finally gave in and leaned back into him, grinding your ass into his crotch, which housed his hard cock. No, it wasn’t little.
Rafa pulled you into him harder, and then started moving them up your waist.
“Skin so fucking smooth Holly. And it tastes so good, like velvet chocolate.”
He was nuzzling your neck inside your hoodie.
“Smells delicious, to. I can just have my lips on you all day. Especially your delectable little pussy. Mmmmmm.”
This man and his words. Fucking kryptonite.
Rafa’s hands were still on the move, nearing your breasts.
He gently held them in each hand as he ground you against the sink.
“Good girl. Not wearing a bra.”
You almost died.
“Now these, are a work of art, but I see what you mean when you say they are swollen. I would love to see them. The feel so soft right now, Holly, fuck.”
He gently pressed on your nipples and carefully twisted and…
“Fuck, Rafa!”
Rafa groaned into your neck. “Mmmm. You want to?”
His left hand moved back down to your jeans and loosened the button, plunging his long fingers into your heat, bringing your slick back up to your clit to start rubbing.
“Can I? Will you be a good girl for me and let me fuck?”
He started speeding up. You started moaning.
“Be a good girl and wait for me, Holly. Don’t cum yet. Can you be.” He stopped.
“A good?”
Plunge and swirl.
“Little.”
Plunge and swirl.
“Girl?”
It seemed like it had been so fucking long you weren’t going to be able to hold it. Especially the way he was fucking your mind right now.
Rafa keyed in on something when you were in Houston, and he squeezed your breast as you pulse and release onto his fingers. You bent over the sink to catch your breath, then turned around to face him.
“Oh. Holly.” Rafa tsked at you. “There are no bad girls, only bad choices.”
He started unbuckling his pants.
“Fortunately, I’m still going to give you this dick.”
You nodded and pulled down your jeans, hopping up on the sink as Rafael, pumped his cock and pulled you close, leaning down to pull up your hoodie and suck it, but not too hard. You threw your head back and moaned as he swiped up and down your slick.
“Been too fucking long….”
It had only been a few days, but you and Rafa were addicted. Might as well admit it. He looked up into your eyes, his ocean blues holding yours as he breached you, watching your face as you registered his girth.
“Thaaatsss it, Holly. Take it. Fuck you take it so well. That’s why I had to give it to you…”
He palmed your ass and brought you closer as he pounded you out over Naomi’s sink. She would murder both of you if she knew.
But you were only thinking of that dick as you held on to Rafa’s shoulders.
“Look at it.”
You looked down to where you two were joined and gasped, mouth open.
“Yess,.. That fucking mouth. I’m going to have that later.”
You just nodded and continued looking at his dick fucking into you.
“You still need to be punished for disobeying me, even though you’re taking me so well right now.”
You snapped your head up and Rafa smiled.
“Yeah. Such a good girl. Who needs some consequences.”
He squeezed your nipple a little harder.
“Happy. Fucking. Holidays. Holly.”
Rafa snapped his hips into you with each word and you came again, convulsing around his dick and milking him. Rafa dug deeper as he pulsed inside you. You felt his warm cum and felt so comfortable. You slumped into him as you experienced his cock pumping inside you. Learning to breathe again.
Rafa held you for a moment, cherishing the warmth himself. He had to have more.
Your phone buzzed on the counter. You reached for it, Rafa still inside you. Your eyes got wide.
“What?”
“Naomi is at the corner store. Wants to know if we need anything. I’m going to say ice.”
“Shit!” Rafa said. “Good thinking. She needs to wait for someone to get it for her.”
Rafa was grabbing paper towels to clean himself up as you ran to the bathroom and got yourself together.
When Naomi walked into the kitchen, she was greeted by the strong smell of Fabuloso. Rafa was sanitizing the sink.
“To what do I owe this, Rafa?”
She went over and kissed him on the cheek as she looked for a cooler in the pantry. You walked in and gave him the look.
“Oh, I just spilled… something in the sink. Thought I’d clean it real good.”
Noami shrugged, non plussed. She looked from you to Rafa. Then back came over to you. She thought you still hated each other.
“I hope you weren’t a bitch.”
She thought she was speaking so that Rafa couldn’t hear. But he did.
He winked at you as Naomi turned to get something.
“No worries, Naomi. Holly was a real good girl.”
Was I a good girl? 🥺
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Be a good girl…
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