Pov: Spending Valentine’s Day With Fanon!rafe 💌

I am the anon from earlier!

https://x.com/braindeadbunnyr/status/1859080492265730477?t=IZBnMxUBwGUR5nAtMeKvoQ&s=19

this video gave me virgin! clark vibes

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it absolutely is oh my god. i’ve seen this vid before but lost it forever ago im so happy to see it again. the bit about being afraid to touch you and the “im shy” godddd this shit wrecks me every time. that’s virgin clark kent right there, and you’re walking him through it and it’s making him so hard. you gotta go a second round after this

ok but drug dealer lip jealous fucking shy!reader after she gets assigned tutoring a guy and didn’t tell him (manhandling her and all 🤭🤭)

the summer air hangs heavily in the dingy ice cream truck, and in efforts to be able to breathe, the door is cracked open an inch. however, it leaves an invitation to anyone searching for an extra gram, or for kevin, who should be returning soon from his recent trip to the dollar store. but that's not a thought when lip's hand nearly slips against your skull, your cheek pushed angrily against a sticky wall.

saccharine whimpers roll off your tongue when rough fingertips pinch and roll over your clit, and lip huffs hungrily between your pinched shoulder blades. "don't fuckin' move," he commands, releasing the pressure against your head to ease out his stirring cock from his tightening briefs.

you obey with another tepid mewl, nearly gasping when a thumb pushes into your weepy hole and massages roughly at your ribbed walls. "since when are you smart, huh?" he taunts, chin kissing his chest when he looks down to drop a globule of saliva onto his throbbing dick. "thought i figured out a way to make you stupid."

your eyes close, and you lick over your lips in anticipation. "it's just.. it looks good on my resume."

lip scoffs, legs bending in an awkward squat so he can gently ease the head of his cock between your trembling legs, and into your dewy cunt. "you don't need a resume. don't think i can take care of you, huh?"

you gasp wetly at the sudden intrusion, pussy tightening around his thick shaft. "just wanted t'help," you cry out, groaning when his hands find your pelvis so he can properly start up his abrasive rhythm.

his hips pound against your backside, and your head clunks slightly at the metal wall of the vehicle. his thumbs press bruises into the dimples of your back, and the man's not hesitant to start jackhammering up into your sweet cunt. "only thing you should be helping with is taking my cock, alright?" he hisses, removing a hand at your hip to resume its previous position against your skull. "quit fucking moving."

his dick presses rough kisses against your cervix with each rough thrust, and every once-existing thought is drifting away from your mind in the form of pert, desperate whines. "i'll cancel," you drawl between heavy breaths. "i'll cancel the meeting. promise i won't do it again."

lip's grin grows and he drops his rough facade to sear a kiss over your cheekbone. "atta girl. knew you'd learn. "

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