Masterlist Part: 2

Older Daniel LaRusso X Reader

Warnings: *Cough CHEATING cough* This was requested from wattpad!

The past is Present

  Before you moved you and Daniel had the toughest relationship, first you grew as friends, then best friends, then lovers..... it was hard for you moving away from someone you loved and trusted.

  Daniel took it hard too, if not harder. He feel in deep, from the moment he saw you he fell deeply in love. He knew he wanted to be with you for the rest of his life.... but things don't always go the way you want them to.

After you moved Daniel stayed in his room more, didn't associate with anyone at school, barley talked to his mom, and even quit karate.

It had been more than 20 years before you came back. You bought an apartment close by to a job you had recently applied for. The pay was excellent and you wanted to move, at least closer to home.

Even after 20 years you still missed home, you never forgot about Daniel. In fact you only had few relations and they never lasted long. You were still caught up on Daniel, and you always would be.

You didn't know how he was doing, if he had a wife, or family but you knew he was doing good. He started his own car company which you were proud of.

You knew that Daniel had been into fixing cars ever since you met him and Mr. Miyagi. You had also learned some karate, Mr. Miyagi taught you karate as well plus you watched and studied him teaching Daniel so you knew the moves.

  One thing you were looking for but not, you needed a new car. The only one who you really trusted with vehicles was Daniel. But you were scare that he would not know you or if he had a family. Not that you would mind but it would be weird for you.

  With a sigh you look up to see the LaRusso sign on the building. You knew there was another auto park, which was Cole something but you wouldn't dare trust someone you didn't know with your cars.

  Taking a deep breath you put your hand on the door, pausing for a second before entering. The room smelt like fresh cars and almost lemon cleaning supplies.

  A man that you recognize comes walking towards you or was Daniels cousin Louie. He stops for a second in shock, while you stand there bashfully.

  "Hey Louie" you say stuffing your hands in your pockets.

  "Y/n?" He questions.

  You nod your head "it's me" you chuckle at his shocked expression.

  He rushes towards you and pulls you into a tight hug, you hadn't remembered the last time Louie was like this. He always acted tough and playful towards everyone.

"It's nice to see you to" you joke at his antics.

  He pulls away "we've missed you, you should have seen how broken Daniel was when you moved he-" Louie confesses before someone interrupts him.

  "Louie what's taking so long?" You knew that voice, it was Daniel.

  You hadn't known what you were going to do when you saw him, you had no plan you simply just had to go with the flow.

  Louie moves out the way to reveal yourself, it seems like everything stops for Daniel as he sees his first love, that he never did get over and never will.

  "Y/n...." He says as his heart skips a beat.

  "Hi Daniel" you say bashfully feeling your cheeks heat up.

The stunned expression stays on his face as he walks up to you completely, "it’s been a while" you comment.

"It’s been to long...." Daniel states as Louie awkwardly walks away.

"So I came to buy a car" You start "- and see how you were" You finish.

"Oh- um of course!-" He claps his hands together before leading you over to some style cars he knew you’d like.

"So we here we have a Honda Accord with a 192-hp turbocharge, in both black, white, and red" he says pointing to the row of Honda’s.

"I like the white one" You comment as you study the out side of it.

"We’ll do you want to test drive it? I have time" Daniel asks as he holds up the keys in hand.

"That would be great Daniel" You smile.

"Okay great" He smiles as his do brown eyes pierce through yours.

Daniel hands you the keys and as he does so your hands touch, that same spark that was there at each touch once there again.

This causes you both to make eye contact before you clear your throat awkwardly "I think to drive a car we need to get in it" You joke, just like old times.

Daniel smiles and nods his head as he gets into the passengers side while you get in the drivers side, starting up the car.

You pull out of driveway and into the highway, it was silent at first the car drove good. But if you were totally honest you weren’t really paying attention to how smooth or good the car drove.

All you could feel and think about was Daniel gazing at you, of course you could see him out of your peripheral vision and you could feel the heat of his familiar stare.

"So... any family?" You asked as you take a right turn.

"Oh um- yeah actually I have a... wife Amanda, and a daughter Sam, and then there’s Anthony my son" Daniel comments, feeling something he’s never felt before.

"lucky girl" You say keeping your eyes on the road.

You didn’t know how to feel hearing about his family, you knew if he did it would hit hard. As it did, but you mostly felt happy for him. He got a life he always wanted.

Daniel couldn’t help but look at you, it felt all to soon. Of course he loved Amanda but he never stopped thinking about or loving you.

The love you had was just rare, "and what about you? Any lucky guy?" He asks trying to keep the conversation going.

You shake your head "none that were right for me" You say stoping at a red light, finally look at Daniel.

"He would’ve been a lucky guy" He comments randomly.

It was like there was a pull so strong that neither you nor Daniel could control. It was like someone was pushing you both together, until your lips met.

The kiss, his kiss was everything you remembered it was. It was filled with love, passion, and trust. Though it has been more than twenty years, you never forget your first love sometimes you never get over them.

You both pull away, breathless as Daniel leans his head on yours lovingly.

"I’ll take the car"

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Requests open anytime!

Older Johnny Lawrence X Reader

Warnings? SEXUAL THEMES! Reader is 24! Teasing! mentions of beer! Insecure/jealous Johnny! And Language!

One In A Billion

  Walking out of the little store close by Johnny's dojo you grip the bag firmer so it doesn't fall, you grabbed some snacks along with Johnny's famous Coors Banquet Beer that he always drinks.

  Of course you don't promote him drinking, but you can't tell him what to do either but you do keep him in his place.

  Hearing the bell ring as you open the door to the dojo causes you to smile, Johnny had worked so hard for this and he deserved this. Even if his only student was Miguel, he was still a lovely young boy.

  Johnny walks out of his office with his gi on, "hey love" he says as a smile appears on his lips.

  "Hey handsome, I got some snacks and some of your famous Coors as well" you reply as you open the bag.

  "How nice of you L/n" he says as he walks closer, seeing a slim Jim peep out of the bag.

  "Is that what I think it is?" Johnny questions with a smirk.

  "It is" you all but giggle, something you only found yourself doing around Johnny.

  You grab the slim Jim out of the bag handing it over to him before walking in the back room and putting the beers in the empty fridge with a couple snacks you bought as well. Leaving the other slim Jim's on Johnny's desk of course.

  "Hey, how about you teach me some of your.... karate ways" You suggest walking where the office door is, leaning on the frame.

  "You want to learn karate?" He asks surprised.

  "But of course" You say smiling as you see Johnny throwing away the empty slim Jim pack.

  "Alright get over here, but prepare for me to beat your a*s" He chuckles as you walk over onto the mat, already had taken your shoes off once you came in.

  "Alright get in the stance" He orders as he gets in his form.

  Quickly getting into the famous karate form seeing Johnny and Miguel do it many times, Johnny starts to speak "alright now I'm going to go easy on y-" but before he could finish his sentence you strike first.

  Sweeping your leg under his, you twist your legs together causing both you and Johnny to tumble on the floor. Him under you while you straddle his waist on top.

  Pending him down by the arms you lean closer to his face "strike first, strike hard" you recite as your chest rises up and down.

  Johnny looks taken aback, soon a small smirk appears on his lips. "Yeah? Where'd you learn that?" He taunts.

  "Oh I watch you and Miguel, I know my ways" you tease letting your guard down.

  Johnny's smirk grows wider as he flips your legs and straddles your waist, now dominating you.

  "Rule number one, never let your guard down" Johnny says his eyes piercing through yours.

  Leaning down he places small kisses on your neck here and there, soon getting more confident as he starts to suck and bite at your sweet spot causing you to let out a moan as a red hickey appears to the old one from three days ago that laid beside it.

  "Johnny..." you moan as he trails kisses farther to your stomach, lifting up your shirt peppering little kisses anywhere he can reach.

  Regaining your composure you smirk as you lift Johnny back up to your face flipping him over, using both of your legs to block his and both of your arms to block his hands.

  "Didn't think I'd let you off that easy would you?" You ask raising your brow suggestively.

  "Not at all" Johnny comments as his side smile only grows more.

  Leaning down you press your lips against his, still holding him down. Not letting your guard down one bit this time, pressing your lips against his lips harder you press your chest up against his as you let one of his hands free which he lets wander to your middle playing with the soft material of your shirt, rubbing small circles in place.

  Breaking the kiss, you let both of you catch a breath before you release Johnny offering him a hand to which he takes as you pull him up.

  "Alright give me your worst" You say confidently, using your hands as gestures.

  Johnny shakes his head as he chuckles before getting into fighting stance, you following behind. Johnny strikes a punch to which you block by pushing his hand aside and ducking your head to the left striking a kick to his side catching him off guard.

  "Wow I'm convinced you're better than me" He comments holding his side.

  "No, you're think king at bada*s karate" you joke half serious and half not.

  "I am pretty good aren't I?" He asks cockily.

  "Alright calm yourself" you joke with a small laugh.

  "That was a good kick though, keep it up" he compliments.

  "Why thank you" you blush.

  Striking first you decide to land another kick to which this time Johnny grabs and pulls you closer towards his body still holding your leg, wrapping it around his waist for you.

  You squeal of surprise-meant as he wraps his hand around your throat gently, not enough to hurt but enough to make you needy.

  "Nice try love, but you're going to have to do better than that" He whispers huskily, as he tilts your head back placing his lips onto yours gently before letting go on both your leg and neck.

  You try to regain your breathing as you notice you were almost panting. You smile as you shake your head, "you're something Lawrence" you comment cheekily.

  Johnny chuckles as he walks closer to you, rubbing his thumb gently over the mark he created minutes earlier that claimed you as his.

  "How about we go get a burger or something" Johnny suggest as he grabs your hand pulling you into him.

  "I'd like that very much" you say bashfully.

  "I call dibs on paying" you say before he could.

  Johnny's mouth gapes open at this "what no! I'm paying" he defends set on his 'statement'.

  "No. I. Am. Paying." You say stoping before each word, demandingly.

  Johnny groans knowing you can be a difficult one "but-" you cut him off before he could finish.

  "No buts, I'm paying... i am 100% the man in this relationship" you joke.

  Johnny fake gasps "no fair" he sighs finally giving up in defeat knowing he couldn't get through to you.

  "Great!" You jump in excitement as you grab his hand kissing his cheek.

  "I'll drive us" you say tugging him to the exit.

  "-wait let me change first" he goes to turn around.

  "What? No, you like handsome" you pout as you let go of his hand.

  "I am not getting burger juice all on my gi" Johnny states sassily, as you laugh at the term 'burger juice'.

  "Okay miss sassy pants" you joke as he walks to his office.

  "At least let me watch" you walk over to the office as well.

  "In your dreams baby" He says with a wink as his smirk grows causing you bottom lip to poke out in a pout, sighing in defeat as he closes the door.

  Not even two minutes later Johnny comes out of the office with a green checkered flannel, jeans and a white t shirt.

"Ready now?" You tease holding your hand out for him.

"Yeah, let’s go" Johnny says grabbing your hand gently swinging your intertwined hands back and forth.

Not even twenty minutes later and you two arrived at the famous burger joint around here. Stepping out of the car both you and Johnny walk towards the door, Johnny rushes to the door pulling it open for you.

You bow "why thank you my king" you joke as you walk in, holding the door for Johnny.

You both walk up to the cashier, who is a young boy that looks about four years younger than you. "Hello" you say sweetly.

The boy who’s name is 'Chad' on the name tag looks up, before taking a glance at you he smirks not even noticing Johnny beside you.

"What can I get for you pretty lady?" He asks suggestively.

You cringe internally at the name "um, we’ll take-" you start before being interrupted by Johnny.

"Yeah we’ll take the 2 triple burgers and a side of stop flirting with my girlfriend-" he starts before you nudge his shoulder "-please..." he finishes causing you to giggle.

Chad looks up with a disgusted look "who the h*ll are you old man?" He questions.

Sighing you itch the collar of your shirt down revealing your dark love bites which you totally didn’t do on purpose.

Almost immediately Chad backs down "er, I’ll have that ready for you. It’s on the house" he says awkwardly.

"Yeah I bet it is" Johnny says as he glares daggers into Chads soul.

You thought it was cute how he was jealous and how he stuck up for you, but you didn’t know that a part of him was insecure because he felt like he was to old for you now that Chad a younger ''better looking'' boy was interested in you... he felt like he was pulling you down.

A couple minutes later Chad brings back your orders which he put on the house and a 'complimentary' milkshake for you both.

Walking out hand in hand you both get in your car, noticing immediately how Johnny didn’t grab a burger out the bag caught you off guard.

Furrowing your brows you turn to Johnny seeing him resting his hand on his arm looking out the window.

"What’s wrong handsome?" You question turning your full view to him.

"Nothing....-" he stops for a moment before hesitantly turning to you "wouldn’t you like someone you know....? Younger?" Johnny finishes as that insecure feeling comes back.

"What? No! I don’t want anyone else but you Johnny" you say defensively as you grab his hand.

"But-" he starts but you cut him off not wanting to hear it.

"No Johnny- I-" you stop, this is the moment you would tell Johnny that you loves him. You guys had never said the 'L' word before so you wouldn’t know how he would react "-I love you, and I promise I’m not going anywhere I’ll stick with you through the good and the bad" you say lovingly.

Johnny’s eyes widen and for just the tinniest moment you thought you shouldn’t have said it yet "I love you to Y/n, I might not be able to give you much but- I’m here" he says as his face softens.

You lean over pressing a kiss to his lips, "now, eat your burger" you giggle as you hand it to him.

"Great, I’m starving" he says grabbing it and going ham.

You grab your milkshake and take a sip, enjoying the thick delicious taste "Why don’t you suck me like that" Johnny suddenly says with a smirk on his face as he watches you drink some of the vanilla milkshake causing you to choke, some of the milkshake running down your chin.

"Johnny!" You yell as a laugh escapes your lips.

"D*mn" he says as he watches the milkshake drip off your chin, slowly taking a bite of his burger in the process.

"Oh my gosh!"

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Thank you @peachymelon69 for requesting! Also thank you for helping me with the title! I hope you enjoy! Requests are always open! I love this one so much! It is by far my favorite!

ex-boyfriend fratboy!rafe. god help me!

cw. smut (mdni), fem!reader, toxic relationship, alcohol and drug use, mirror sex, degradation kink.

the music sounds distant, muffled by the white-tiled walls that appeared a light, smudged gray thanks to the alcohol fogging your brain—and the way his pelvis kissed your ass with each plap-plap-plap, echoing in the bathroom of a party you weren’t even supposed to be at. for this exact reason. you knew how it would end. with your lame coked-up excuse of an ex inside you.

and still, you couldn't even answer the big, ugly question sitting in your gut: why the fuck do i keep letting him do this? your body had betrayed you again, thighs spread wide and shaking as his cock hit that spot that made your toes curl against the cold tile. and, of course, your eyes met his in the large, square mirror above the sink. a voyeuristic form of self-loathing. as if you needed to confirm, once again, how the promises of, “no, i’m not gonna talk to him, not even look at him, i promise!” made to your friends, were entirely baseless.

perhaps even they had already accepted it—

“fuck,” he groaned, and a grin stretched across his stupidly handsome face as you let out another loud moan when his fat tip grazes your g-spot, bingo. thankfully, for the sake of your peace of mind (because he, more than once, hadn’t cared if the entire party heard how good his cock made you feel), the host’s house was massive. you’d ended up here with him because all the other bathrooms were occupied when the drinks you’d downed earlier hit, and that’s how you found yourself in the second-floor bathroom at the end of the hall. that's how “pee-and-leave” turned into this.

his right hand—the one not gripping your shoulder with his beefy arm wrapped tightly around your trembling torso—moved up, cupping your jaw and forcing you to look into the mirror at the two of you: sweaty, panting bodies. 

“fuckin’ look at that,” he panted, gaze flicking down. “hah, shit, look how those two bounce,” he slapped the side of your breast, leaving a hot, stinging mark. he was so mean.

and you hated yourself for clenching around him because of it.

his laugh was this low, mean sound, vibrating against your back as he leaned forward, his chest slick with sweat pressing into you like he needed to get as deep as possible. fucking gross. the thought was interrupted by the hot breath skating over the shell of your ear. “see that face you’re making?” he murmured. “‘s my favorite one. you look so—fuckin’—wrecked.”

and god, if he wasn’t right. your eyeliner had betrayed you hours ago, smeared into shadows that made your eyes look too big, too wide, like a haunted doll. your lips were red and swollen, half from the sloppy kiss that started this whole thing and half from biting down so hard to keep yourself quiet. the woman staring back at you was enjoying it, there was no way to deny that.

“shut up,” you hissed, you just wanted to look away. but his fingers curled tighter around your jaw, already marking his digits there.

“you don’t want me to shut up,” he taunted, his hips rolling deeper, lazier. like he had all the time in the world to ruin you. “you love it when i talk, when i tell you how fuckin’ good you’re taking it, like the slut you are.”

you hated him. you hated him so much you could cry—you were going to cry, but for different reasons. you hated the way he always knew exactly what to say, to keep you squeezing him between your slick walls, and getting you addicted every day a little bit more, increasing the dose.

but the worst part—the part that made your chest twist like a wet towel, wringing out something raw and acidic—was how he was right. he always was. every damn time. you hated how he’d figured you out. he was your ex, goddamn it!

because yeah, you did love it. loved the sound of his low voice dragging over your nerves like a matchstick ready to explode a bomb. loved the way his cock stretched you open until it felt like your brain short-circuited, leaving nothing but static between your ears. loved that stupid smirk, too. it wasn’t fair. he wasn’t fair. 

you tried to focus on anything else—the way the faucet dripped, the faint bassline pulsing through the floor beneath you, keeping your eyes open. “rafe,” you whispered in a treacherous moan.

his hand slid down your belly, splayed wide like he was claiming you, branding you his. “tell me,” his voice was almost tender now, mockery softened by the way he groaned as you clenched around him. “tell me how much you hate me while you’re drippin’ all over my cock.” 

you didn’t say anything. couldn’t. your throat tightened as your hips jerked back to meet his thrusts, sharp and desperate, chasing something you’d regret in the morning along with the hangover. or maybe right after you came. but right now, you needed it like you needed air. 

his laughter curled around you, mean and knowing, as his hand slid up your belly, splayed possessively just under your ribs. like he owned you. like he always had, no matter how many times you’d tried to scrape him out of your system. “that’s what I thought,” he muttered, his lips brushing your temple like a kiss. like he thought he was being romantic, like he thought this was some kind of fucked-up love story. “hate me all you want, baby. but this?” his hand slid lower, between your legs, pinching your sensitive clit, making you bite your lip hard enough to taste blood as your legs buckled. “this don’t lie.”

Miguel Diaz X Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood and fighting

Take care of You

  The last thing you would've expected was for your boyfriend to ship up at your house.... beaten up and covered in bruises.

  You were shocked to say the least, I mean Miguel hardly ever showed up to your house beaten up if at all. To say you were worried was an understatement.

  "Hey Y/n- can I come in?" Miguel asks lowly, grunting in pain while holding his right side.

  "Oh Miguel...." You gasp as you gently grab his arm and lead him inside, closing the door behind you.

  Leading him up your stars you wrap his arm around your shoulder and hold onto his waist as you slowly lift him up each step, seeing as he was limping again.

  Helping him to the bathroom you flip the switch so you had light and were able to see, you close the toilet lid and grab onto Miguel's arm and gently place him down sitting on the surface.

  While Miguel holds onto his side you kneel down and grab a first aid kit, before opening it up and taking out all the supplies you'd need for his wounds.

  Grabbing a clean rag you damp it with some cool water before kneeling down to Miguel and cleaning off little splotches of blood that exists on his face.

  Miguel sighs tiredly, but soon groans of pain on his right side. "Baby... what happened?" You ask softly before gently pushing his back against the toilet and adjusting his hips so you could lift up his shirt.

  "Kyler and his friends jumped me on the way home-" He whimpers as you lift up his shirt to see the damage on his side.

  The first thing you see is a huge purple bruise on his side, a cut resting on his side as well while you wince bitting down on your bottom lip before grabbing some peroxide.

  You sigh nervously as you open the lid and pour some onto a cotton pad "alright baby, this may... hurt a bit so squeeze my hand if you need" You admit softly handing your hand to him, letting him hold onto it tightly.

  Miguel nods lightly as he gulps before letting out a breath, you let out a worried sigh as press the peroxide up against his wound, it wasn't deep enough to need stitches but it was deep enough to burn.

  "F*ck!" Miguel curses as he lets out a whimper, arching his back and gritting his teeth as he squeezes your hand.

  He lets go of your hand as you put your hand that he released and lay it on his left side with no wounds or bruises and rub up and down soothingly.

  "Good boy... you did good baby" You praise as you grab some anti biotic and place some on a patch bandaid you recently opened before placing it securely on his wound causing Miguel to let out a deep breath; relieved that it's over.

  You kiss the bandaid and around his stomach before grabbing some more peroxide and a cotton pad and putting your legs on either side of him and resting against the toilet so you could be face level with him.

  Gripping his chin lightly for him to look up at you, you dab the cotton pad on his busted lip and a few scratches on his face before adding anti biotic and leaving it to air heal.

  "There you go baby, all done for the fixing up" You smile, before gently pressing a kiss at the corner of his lips and down his chin causing his cheeks to redden.

  "Alright we need to put an ice pack on the eye okay" You say softly, while Miguel nods.

  You put the supplies back up before grabbing his hand and leading him to your room, helping him kick off his shoes and light jacket you place him on the bed and place a light cover over his shacking figure.

  "I'll be right back" You inform before rushing down stairs and grabbing a ice pack and some drinks and a couple snacks, figuring Miguel was probably hungry.

  Rushing back upstairs you hand the ice pack to Miguel letting him place it on his eye and sitting the snacks in the middle of the bed and the drinks on the side tables.

  Climbing to the other side of your bed you rest up against the head board "thank you Y/n, really...." Miguel says sincerely.

  "Of course baby, anything for you... but may I ask why you came here instead of heading back home?" You question softly.

  Miguel sighs and turns to look at you "My mom doesn't know I do karate, she thinks I'm in the AP debate club and that's where I spend my after school time..." He admits.

  "and I know is she knew about it she wouldn't approve of the violence but I really enjoying doing karate!" Miguel fits.

  "and I thought I was ready..." He admits before looking down ashamed.

  "Miguel don't think like that, you're doing amazing. I've seen you practice with Johnny and with a little more defense you'll be amazing.... as always" You praise causing Miguel to smile bashfully at your praising, which you've been doing a lot today.

  "Thank you babe, it really means a lot to me" He admits shyly.

  "Of course anytime you need it love" You encourage.

  "I meant every word" You say sincerely as you press a kiss up against his lips, Miguel reacting immediately and melting into the kiss.

  "I brought us some snacks..." You smile knowingly.

  Miguel smiles as you hand him a couple bags of chips, and some candy. "Does your mom know your here?" You question curiously.

  Miguel nods, swallowing some of the snacks he stuffed in his mouth "I texted her on my way here" He smiles as you lean your head on his shoulder gently.

You both continue to eat snacks and joke around, occasionally changing the ice pack every few hours before soon you both settle down and cuddle, Miguel's head on your chest.

The last words you heard before falling asleep came from Miguel and they were "I don't know what I would do without you Y/n, I'm madly in love with you..."

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This was requested!!!!

hiii i might’ve sent this in already (you can just ignore this if i have) but i was thinking dealer rafe + sex pollen (like maybe a new drug he’s selling or something) possibly with dubcon?

warnings: dealer!rafe, kinda mean!rafe, reader is a stripper (you could read her lore here), brother’s best friend trope, dubcon (rafe drugs reader without her knowing), implied enemies, slut shaming (?), bratty behavior lol, rafe calls reader a bitch, rafe walks in on reader humping her pillow, manipulation, blackmail, oral (m. receiving), unprotected sex, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, dumbification, hair pulling, pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, finger sucking, pull out method

a/n: i made a fic not too long ago with rafe on viagra lol, so this one will have the tables turned <3

wc: 3.3k

“are you sure this stuff even works?” rafe looked down at the little pink pill barry placed in his hand. “trust me, it does.” he winked, pulling the neckline of his shirt down to reveal the assortment of hickeys littered across his skin. “my girl nearly ate me up, country club.” rafe sighed through his nostrils. at least one of them was getting laid. rafe had been so busy lately, he felt like he couldn’t catch any downtime. between selling with barry and dealing with his own shit at home, having sex was the last thing on his mind. surprisingly.

“so.. what? we’re supplying this now?” rafe placed the pill in a small bag, his business partner shaking his head. “i’ll tell you what; you could try it out yourself and decide if you want to make a little bit of pocket change off of it.” barry winked. “and who the hell would i give this to?” just then, you walked through the door, your heels clacking with each step. you looked up at rafe and rolled your eyes. “does he not have a home? why does he always have to be here?” you walked past him, your perfume intoxicating rafe more than any drug him and barry had laid out on the table.

“nice to see you too.” rafe watched you walk down the hallway, your hips swaying deliciously in that mini skirt of yours. “watch those eyes.” barry nudged him. clearing his throat awkwardly, rafe pocketed the pills, knowing exactly who he was going to have the pleasure of trying them out on later. “look, i got some money waiting for me on the mainland, i was wondering if you could break all this stuff up and bag everything while i’m gone? i’ll throw you a few hundred if you do.” rafe nodded, not having anything else planned for the rest of the day. “thanks, man. i’ll be back in a few hours.”

with that, barry left, leaving you and rafe alone in his trailer. you had changed out of your outfit and into a pair of sleeping shorts, fuzzy slippers adorning your feet as you pulled a pink crop top over your head. rafe could hear your music playing from your room, the mere presence of you making it impossible for him to focus. “where did barry go?” you walked out, opening the fridge even though you knew it was empty. rafe looked back, swallowing thickly as he eyed your bare legs. “uhm— he said he needed to get some money on the mainland, so it’ll be a while before he comes back..”

you noticed the way rafe’s voice lowered at the last part of his sentence, his suggestive tone making you raise a brow. “oh, really?” you took a seat across from him, leaning forward as he glanced at your chest. he hummed, his leg bouncing as he tried his best to distract himself from the curves of your breasts spilling out of your top. “yeah.” he weighed out some blow before putting it in a small baggie. the only reason why rafe felt on edge around you was because he knew he couldn’t have you. you were aware of this, and in turn you made it really hard for him to resist you.

“so, uhh— how was work last night?” rafe needed to make conversation or he was going to become stuck fantasizing about those pretty nails of yours digging into his skin. “since when do you ask me about my job?” you giggled, twisting open your water bottle before taking a sip. “well i have to form some sort of imagination of the place since barry said it’s off limits and all.” rafe met your eyes momentarily. “so? is barry is your daddy or something?” you watched as rafe’s jaw ticked. he didn’t think hearing the word ‘daddy’ would sound so enticing leaving your mouth til’ now.

“no, but i wonder where yours is.” he shot back in an attempt to put a wall back up. “that makes two of us.” you laughed. rafe shook his head, a hint of a smile on his lips. “seriously though, i think you would like to see me perform..” you scooted closer to him, making rafe draw a sharp breath. barry would kill him if he tried to make any kind of move on you, let alone go to the club where you danced at. “yeah, right. your brother would really have it out for me if i did that.” rafe scoffed. with the way you were looking at him right now, he was starting to think fighting barry would all be worth it.

“what if i invited you? what would he say then?” you were dangerously close to him now, your breath fanning the side of his neck. rafe’s fingertips itched to touch you. just as rafe was about to fall into your trap, you whispered in his ear; “too bad i would never do that, though.” you got up, nudging his shoulder with a laugh. rafe glared at you.“that’s real funny, is that how you trick those poor old men into giving you money down there?” rafe snarked. “no. unlike you, they might get a kiss on the cheek.” you winked, getting your phone from your room.

rafe made sure you were out of sight before he took the pink pills out of his pocket. throwing a couple in your water bottle, rafe shaked it until they fully dissolved. maybe he shouldn’t have done that, but you did have a point in what you said earlier. what if you came onto him, and not the other way around? “how long are you going to be here?” you came back, chugging the water bottle before plopping down on the couch. well, that was easy. “just until i’m done with all of this.” rafe muttered, the sight of your ass peeking out from under your shorts making him wet his bottom lip.

for the longest time, you had always been the forbidden fruit, the one thing he could never have. and he hated it. “well get on with it.” rafe swore you had enough sass for the entire island to have some. ignoring your comment, rafe got back to work, the sound of the tv providing background noise for the two of you. about fifteen minutes passed, and rafe could see you squirming from the corner of his eye. you looked bothered, your thighs rubbing together as rafe fixed his attention on you. “you alright over there?” you sighed, flashing him a look as you crossed one leg over the other.

“m’fine!” you were so sexually frustrated right now, it was like a wave of lust had just washed over you. rafe watched the way your eyes fluttered closed, your chest rising and falling with every breath. “are you sure?” rafe spoke again, and this time the sound of his voice made butterflies swarm your tummy. opening your eyes, you leaned the weight of your head on one hand, inspecting the man who sat not too far away from you. while there was always a tension there between you two, you couldn’t deny just how handsome he was. blue eyes, sharp features that made him look rough, his shoulders..

you shook the thoughts out of your head. leaving the living room with a sigh, you threw yourself on your bed. with each aching minute that passed, you only grew hotter for the man in your living room. you cursed under your breath, making sure the blanket you had hung up in your doorway was blocking all view from the outside before you grabbed your small pillow, tucking it between your legs as you grinded your hips into the soft material. with your shorts and your underwear in the way, it was hard to get any of the friction you needed. “fuck!” you whimpered in frustration.

‘what the fuck is wrong with me?’ you cried, feeling the most neediest and horniest you’ve ever felt in your life.. and that’s saying a lot. you continued rocking your hips on the playboy logo of a pillow, sitting up so you could rut against it shamelessly. your fingers dug into your sheets as your clit barely grazed where you needed it most. a moan slipped from your lips, the sound catching rafe’s attention. he paused all movements, his cock stirring in his pants when he heard another moan, this time followed by a whine. rafe listened to you until he couldn’t sit there any longer.

creeping up to the entryway of your room, rafe swung your makeshift curtain out of the way, revealing the sexiest sight he’s ever seen. there you were, shorts and underwear long forgotten on your bedroom floor as your teeth pulled on your bottom lip. “what the fuck are you doing?” you gasped, your eyes shooting open as you rushed to cover yourself. “what the hell, rafe!” you shrieked, scrambling underneath your bedsheets. “humping a pillow, y/n? how pathetic do you have to be to do that?” you glared at him, your lips parting slightly at the erection in his pants.

“i—” you couldn’t find your words, your cheeks heating in embarrassment. “what would barry think of this if i told him?” rafe stepped closer, “he already thinks you’re a slut for being a stripper, imagine if i told him you were humping your pillow like a dumb bunny while i was just in the next room? he’d hate you.” your heart dropped at his words, panic settling in the pit of your gut. “no, please, don’t tell him!” you sat up, tears pricking your eyes as rafe took a seat at the edge of your bed. “i don’t know what’s happening to me, okay? i’ve never felt like this before!” you cried out.

“what do you mean?” rafe acted coy, as if he didn’t just drug you with enough horny pills to keep you soaked and needy for days. “i’m just— ugh, you’re the last person i should be explaining this to!” you rested your head in your hands, the wetness between your thighs making you shift uncomfortably. “tell me,” rafe urged, “or you’ll be stuck explaining this to your brother..” he shook his head, resting a hand on your blanket-clad thigh. the weight of rafe’s hand made a shiver run down your spine. “okay, okay..” you sighed, finally meeting his eyes. “one minute i was fine, and then the next.. i’m like this.”

rafe watched the way you shrunk in on yourself, your eyebrows etched in embarrassment. the way you were acting right now was such a stark contrast to your usual bitchy attitude. “like what?” rafe pushed forward, wanting, begging you to confide in him to help you out with your little problem. your lips parted, your gaze shooting down to the adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. oh, how bad you wanted to kiss it. “like..” your voice was barely above a whisper as rafe slowly pulled the covers off of you, “like i need to be fucked.” rafe’s eyebrows knitted together, your words making his cock twitch.

“sucks to be you.” rafe stood up, about to leave your room before you stopped him. “wait!” you cried out, “where are you going?” you crawled to the edge of your bed, fisting the back of his shirt. rafe smiled to himself, internally singing before he turned around to see you on your knees, your eyes wide and needy as you gazed up at him. “what? i’m leaving.” rafe pulled away, in which you shook your head. he was having way too much fun right now. “no!” you pulled him down, “please stay..” you looked down at his lips, running your nails across the back of his neck. “help me, help you.”

rafe leaned in first, taking your lips with his own as you moaned against his mouth. “you’re gonna help me, alright.” he pulled you on top of his lap, your thighs settling on either side of his waist as he fought to take off your baby tee. lifting your arms up, rafe groaned when your tits fell softly out of your top. tossing the garment aside, you let out a moan when rafe attached his desperate mouth to your sensitive bud, his tongue circling your nipple as you held him close to your chest. you moaned with every stroke of his hands against your skin, your hips grinding on his erection.

“holy, fuck!” rafe pulled away for a moment, looking down between the two of you where you grinded on his shorts. you were so wet, you left a wet patch where you rutted against him. leaning back on his hands, rafe watched as you used him to get yourself off, your glossy cunt sparkling underneath the light of the setting sun filtering through your blinds. you were so pretty like this, rafe felt like he could cum from looking at your pleasure filled face alone. “does that feel good?” rafe groaned when you picked up your pace, his length just throbbing to get out of the confines of his underwear.

“mm, fuck— yes, rafe!” you kept moving until your hips stuttered, your first orgasm hitting you pathetically as you whimpered and whined for something more. still shaking in the aftershocks of your orgasm, you got down on shaky legs, not wasting any time in getting rafe’s shorts off. you were so desperate for his cock, rafe smirked when he saw the way your eyes widened when his length sprung up against his stomach. just as you reached for what you needed most, rafe stopped you by grabbing your hand. “nah, you don’t get it that easy,” he shook his head, “lay down.”

those were his last words before he had you laying flat on your bed, your head hanging off the edge as he fucked your throat mercilessly. “thought you were just gonna get what you wanted, huh? fuck no.” he said through gritted teeth. tears were streaming down your face, the noises bouncing off of the walls right now were nothing short of obscene. “always walking around here acting like a spoiled brat, fuck you.” rafe spat, the tip of your nose hitting his pubic bone. he held your hands in his, not allowing you to have any leverage as he fucked your face.

your tongue was dancing around his cock, the sensation bringing him closer to that glorious edge. “o-oh, fuck..” rafe sucked in a breath, stilling as you swallowed around his tip. pulling out to give you some air, you managed to gasp before he slid back in, a mixture of spit and precum connecting you two together. “m’gonna fuck this pretty little mouth of yours until you choke..” his hand snaked down to the apex of your thighs where he gave your soaked folds a harsh slap. you squealed at the stinging sensation, his cock continuously hitting the back of your throat.

sure enough, you gagged around him, his hot cum painting your tongue. rafe doubled over with a hiss, his mouth falling open as you took every last drop. “that’s perfect. yeah, fuckin’ take it.” rafe slapped your cunt once more, eliciting a whine from your lips as he pulled away. you were breathless, your wrists burning from the unforgiving grip rafe had on them. in one swift movement, rafe flipped you onto your back, using his large hands to pin your thighs to your mattress. “beg for it, you fucking slut.” rafe teased your entrance with his glistening tip, your eyebrows knitting together at his cruel ministrations.

“please! i need you so bad, ray!” fuck, you were a mess right now. with your lipgloss smeared all over your chin, those tear stained cheeks, and disheveled hair.. rafe couldn’t help but admire the sight. everything rafe wanted was so close, yet so far, he wanted to drag this out for as long as possible. who knew when you would be so needy and pliant for him like this again? “really? i don’t think so.” he quipped. letting out a shaky breath, you reached down between the two of you and lined him up with your entrance before sliding him in with a pierced gasp.

rafe’s eyes screwed shut, his hips moving on their own accord as he finally gave in to you. the man on top of you was in a daze. you were so warm, and so wet, he didn’t know how he was going to pull through with the way you were sucking him in with every thrust. “fuck.” he leaned down, taking your lips with his own. he tasted so good on your tongue, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he fucked into you. his pace was brutal, his toned stomach smacking against your clit as you moaned in his ear. “oh, my god!” you couldn’t help your nails from raking down his back.

“look at you..” he pulled away, grabbing a fistful of your hair so you can meet his eyes. “you’re just a bimbo whore with tits for brains, you know that?” you whimpered at his words, the degrading statement only making you clench around him tighter. rafe groaned, he should’ve known you’d be into that shit. unpinning your thighs from your bed, you wrapped your legs around his waist as he caged you between his arms, his biceps on either side of your face. he was a lot closer like this, the intimacy of it making your heart flutter in your chest. “i always thought you were h-hot.” you managed to mewl.

“yeah?” he inserted a thumb between your lips, your tongue circling around his finger. “mhmm— yes!” rafe watched with dark eyes as you started sucking on the digit. “why the fuck didn’t you said anything then? we could’ve done this a lot sooner, baby.” he tsked. pulling his hand away from your mouth, he replaced his thumb with his lips, swallowing all of your pretty sounds. cupping his face, you pulled away with a bated breath, your orgasm beginning to simmer in your core. “rafe?” your face morphed into one of full blown pleasure, your eyebrows knitting together as rafe stared you down.

“you’re close?” he could tell by the way your thighs trembled at his sides that you were about to hit your peak. you nodded weakly, your eyes meeting his as he watched you come undone beneath him. you paused, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your lips parted in a silent moan. rafe knew as soon as you were able to get a breath out you were going to be in hysterics. sure enough, you gasped, a sob ripping from your throat as your body shook. from your head to your toes, you were buzzing in pure bliss. rafe stroked your face, bringing you down from your high with whispers of praise.

“so fuckin’ pretty.”

“shhh, i’m right here.”

you embraced him once more, pressing a kiss to his neck before he pulled out, using a hand to fist his length until he spilled onto your folds. you pouted, your teary eyes gazing up at him through your eyelashes. “why didn’t you stay inside?” you whined, the man on top of you breathing heavily. “w-what?” he panted, his cock twitching with sensitivity. “i wanted you to cum inside me, why did you pull out?” rafe did a double take at your words, his mind reeling with ideas of filling you up. “you’d be okay with that?” a hint of a smile played on his lips when you hummed in agreement. “wanna go again?”

you two were so busy building up foreplay, that neither of you heard the front door open. “i forgot my stupid wallet!” barry shouted. you moaned, your hips chasing rafe’s hand as he buried his fingers in your cunt. “did you hear that?” rafe froze, looking at the doorway of your room. “it’s nothing, i left the tv on, remember!” you turned his attention back on you, both of you laughing against each other’s skin. “y/n, have you seen my—” you and rafe jumped when barry barged in, a scream escaping you as you scrambled to cover yourself.

“i’m gonna fuckin’ kill you, country club!”

I AM FERAL

RYAN BAKER IS SO 🤭😩

(tags under the cut !)

ryan, who makes sure to bump into any guy who happens to hold their gaze on you for too long as you’re walking past. ryan who glances back at them with a smug grin, making sure they know it wasn’t an accident. ryan who didn’t need to bump into them that hard, but nearly knocked them off their feet.

ryan who has his mouth latched to your pussy, pulling you closer to him each time you try to writhe away from the overstimulation. his arms are hooked under your legs, holding you by the top of your thighs. he takes a moment to part from your aching clit, puffy and swollen, to revisit the situation. “looking at my fuckin’ girl,” he tsks. “what a world we live in! i mean,” he laughs with disbelief, “i should’ve knocked his fuckin’ head off his shoulders, baby-i’m serious.” it’s almost sadist, but he knows how bad you get off on it-pussy dripping every time he defends you. you’re panting above him, looking down as your head cranes gently forward. “i..” you respond through a whine, but you can’t manage anything else. your flesh is warm, hot all over with a thin layer of sweat. stray hairs stick to your face, your cheeks flushed from the amount of times you’ve orgasmed.

“my pretty baby. can’t talk, s’alright. s’right where i want you, hon.” he says, palms tapping your thighs with encouragement. “don’t think i forgot why we’re here,” he says, and you gasp as he slides two thick fingers inside of you, curving to brush up against your g-spot. “next time anyone looks at you, they’re only gonna see how fuckin’ good i made you feel. and only me.” a satisfactory hum leaves you, dizzy with lust as he tugs you towards him once more. kneeling at the foot of your bed, his cock strains in his jeans, knowing it’s true-that you’re all his. “look at me.” he instructs, and you oblige, looking down once more. “one more,” he says, inches from your pussy, “then you’re done.”

tags : @dat-crazy-fangirl , @barbie-munson , @citrinedream , @sweatycashranchmuffin , @sunlightaste , @miwagila , @wilwaren , @manheimdaily , @ludhayyy , @cb-02

sexilene's kinktober 2024!!! ₊˚⊹ ᥫ᭡。

(i like to post my works sporadically so i'm sorry if i don't post the fics in perfect order! but i do promise i'll write them all before oct. 31!)

-if you would like to request one of the obx boys for an empty prompt go ahead!!! (the pink x)

৻ꪆ 01 - 80s!slasher!jj - phone sex

৻ꪆ 02 - john b - virginity

৻ꪆ 03 - jj - cockwarming

৻ꪆ 04 - 2000s!jock!rafe cameron - pussy eating + semi public sex

৻ꪆ 05 - toxic!exbf!john b - spanking + jealous sex

৻ꪆ 06 - rafe - fingering + cum eating

৻ꪆ 07 - x - spitting

৻ꪆ 08 - john b - size kink

৻ꪆ 09 - boynextdoor!jj - sex tape

৻ꪆ 10 - ghostface duo john b & jj - double penetration + knife play

৻ꪆ 11 - rafe - fear play + hunting you

৻ꪆ 12 - jj - beach sex

৻ꪆ 13 - stalker!john b - noncon + creampie

৻ꪆ 14 - perv!rafe - panties

৻ꪆ 15 - x - slapping

৻ꪆ 16 - historyprofesser!john b - daddy kink

৻ꪆ 17 - jj & rafe - threesome

৻ꪆ 18 - pope - dry humping

৻ꪆ 19 - boynextdoor!jj - choking

(i will be adding more as we get closer to october lol)

xoxo!

Hawk X Reader

Warning: Fighting and mentions of wounds

Distant

Recently Hawk had been very distant with you, and by distant I mean dissing your calls, avoiding you in the hallways, swerving your little talks, literally anything.

You were honestly tired of his complications, you've known Eli since he was little yes. Your relationship goes that far back. Every night you would have sleep overs and Eli would always complain about his features, well mostly his lip.

You always gave him confidence and boosted his self of steam, so of course it's not that you didn't want him to be confident but you more so wanted him to be confident but still be that sometimes shy and sweet Eli.

The first few days were fine as Hawk, but then over the weeks he started changing progressively, and not into someone positive. But someone who now bully's innocent kids and even his own best friend for goodness sakes.

I mean as his girlfriend you were seriously worried that he would hurt someone and cause them more pain than he was caused, but physically.

To top it all off Hawk wasn't just distant, but more angry than he usually was. He was yelling at teacher more often, getting into fights more often, and even ignoring his mother. You knew because she would call you asking if he was okay and with you.

You would lie for him.

I said it, you would lie for him to keep the idiotic boy you love out of trouble with his mom. I mean you would have never expected to lie to your boyfriends mom about him but you would do literally anything to keep him from getting in trouble.

Sometimes you thought that Eli wanted to get in trouble, I mean just by his actions now he got a type of adrenaline from it.

You figured that you would finally stand up and demand for hawk to speak with you, this time you definitely were not going easy on him.... only in a different way than normal but it works to.

So that’s what you were going to do, first you called Hawk just to see if he would answer..... He didn’t. Lastly you just decided to go to the only you place you thought he would be.

The dojo.

Deciding to take your car, just in case, you grab your car keys and rush into your car. Now worried that Hawk may actually be in some real trouble.

The drive was antsy, yeah it was more so worried because Hawk can sometimes be incurred to do worser things that could hurt the people you both love.

Including yourself.

Anyways you pull up to the dojo, Johnny wasn’t there but the door was definitely not locked. Creeping up to the door looking from side to side to see if you could see anything.

Finally deciding to open the door that’s what you do, the bell ringing at the same time. It was silent, the only thing that could be heard were some grunts of pain coming from the back room.

Listening more closely you recognized those groans anywhere and they were coming from Hawk.

You rush/tip-toe to the back and push the door open fully, seeing as it was already kind of cracked. You see Hawk with no shirt and wounds all over his body, supply’s spread all out as he continues to try and help his wounds.

"Eli..?" You say in disbelief causing his head to snap into your direction, he had a busted lip and a black eye forming.

"What are you doing here?" He asks sternly.

"I was looking for you, now shut up and let me help you before I give you another bruise to add" You order, obviously you wouldn’t give him another bruise but he didn’t need to know that.

Hawk shuts up after that comment, letting you kneel down in front of him and organizing the supplies so you knew what to use.

Picking up some peroxide you dab it on a cotton pad and start working on some of the open wounds first, causing Eli to flinch and hiss at the burning contact.

Eli rests on his elbows, looking down at you as you hover over his under-body and dab more open wounds to stop infection and the bleeding.

Grabbing a patch bandaid you rip it from its patching and place some anti biotic on it before gently pressing it against his skin, very focused so you wouldn’t cause him to much more pain.

"Why are you doing this for me?" Hawk asks softly, guilt dripping behind his voice.

You sigh, looking up at him for a minute before adding anti biotic on his closed wounds to heal them faster. "Because, I still care about you" You force out.

There’s a couple more minutes of silence before Eli speaks back up "Y/n I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately... I was just... i can’t even tell you because I don’t know myself" He admits, looking down.

You stay silent for a minute before finishing up dabbing his wounds on his stomach and grabbing a fresh cotton pad applying more product on it before siting yourself up higher so you could do his face.

He was still looking down, ashamed of himself before you grabbed his chin and lightly lifted his face up, his eyes staring into yours as you gently start pressing the cotton pad against his open-busted lip.

Following with a scratch that he had on his right cheek under his eyes causing him to flinch at that. You don’t say anything but you knew he meant what he said so you pressed your lips against his in a loving, blissful kiss.

Being careful because of his lip but still firmly pressing your lips against his, his lips were always so soft even with a busted lip. You knew because he would have busted lips when fighting for the karate championships.

You pull away gently "You’re forgiven but only because I haven’t tasted you in so long" You playfully wink causing Eli’s cheeks to heat up.

You sigh before putting all the supplies back into the box before standing up, "Alright, we’re good to go but could you at least tell me how you ended up like this?" You use hand gestures on his form.

He sighs before sitting up straight, wincing slightly as he does so. "Me and some of the cobra kai's got into with some of those Miyagi do's" He sighs truthfully.

You smile relieved that he told you the truth "alright come on we need to get some ice on that eye" You clap your hands together.

Hawk nods before slipping a shirt on and grabbing his gym bag before limping for the door, you both head to your car and get in "have you ate anything?" You question, while cranking the car up.

"No not yet" He answers honestly.

"Okay then we’re going to get some food and an ice pack" You state before driving off to both of your favorite place.

Going through the drive through window, you order your favorite with a side of nachos, while hawk orders nachos and a pizza.

After they give you your food you asked for a ice pack, which thankfully they had once so you gave it to Eli. “Here you are babe" You reply handing him the pack before driving off to your house.

Once you arrive at your house which only took a few minutes you grab the food while Eli helped and opened the door for you letting you in.

After getting settled in you carry the food to your room, Eli following behind before placing the bags on each side of your bedside, the right side for you and the left side for Hawk.

You turn on Doctor Who and plop on your bed with your food as does Eli. You kiss his cheek lovingly before resting your head on his shoulder "I’m just glad your safe baby" You mumble.

"Thank you for helping me princess" Hawk says bashfully as he lifts up your head and presses his lips against your plump ones.

"I will always help you Eli"

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This was requested by @ariel-conroy thank you for requesting I hope you enjoyed!!!!

thinking about Rafe and somno (x/twitter p link !! don’t open in public)

cw; consensual somnophilia, dubcon, s1 Rafe, hints at ‘good girl’ reader, not exactly like the video but that’s ok 😅, soft!Rafe, wasn’t intended but he’s highkey soft in this 😅, unprotected p n v(always use protection!!) but Rafe pulls out.

a/n: wasn’t intending on making this so lovely dovey and soft but it is and tbh i’m not complaining 😭 i got this vid from @rafesbowbunny awhile ago, ty for blessing my eyes with this p link 💞

Rafe snuck in through your window, having previously been waiting for about ten minutes in his truck for you. His messages going through and on read but no reply from you. Why didn’t he walk through the door like a normal person? Well because your parents were curled up on the couch next to each other watching whatever old, rich, obnoxiously fake, stuck up rich people watched. Probably similar to the bullshit shows his parents watched.

He grunted as his feet landed on the floor and he finally hopped himself into your room. making a mental note to find an easier way up to your window. Just as he was about to speak and ask you why the fuck you weren’t responding to him he saw you on your bed, still in your clothes from earlier that day, phone in hand and sleeping away. He smirked slightly as he took in your sleeping figure, looking all pretty. He strolled over to your bed and took your charging phone out of your hand on onto the bedside table, about to shake you awake before he recalled something.

That something being a post-sex conversation he had with you about a month ago. How you went on about how hot it would be if you woke up to him using you and that your body was ‘free to use’ even if you were sleeping. Perhaps it turned you on too much- even expressing being comfortable with the usage of roofie pills(Which Rafe respectfully stated that he’ll never do nor is comfortable with). But he’d be lying if he said the thought of waking you up with his cock when you least expect it didn’t get him worked up. But lying he did, hence why he’s waited so long to surprise you, wanting you to think he wasn’t into it.

Rafe bit his lip as his eyes trailed down your figure. He knew fucking you awake would be risky to do with your parents down stairs- but that just made the situation even hotter, and it’s Rafe- why would he care?

So within just a couple seconds his clothes were discarded and he was climbing onto your bed. His movements careful as to not wake you. He rested on his knees as his hands roamed up and down your curves, stopping to squeeze the flesh of your hip. He sucked in a shaky and lustful deep breath as he hooked his finger under the waistband of your shirts and pulled them down along with your panties. Shifting your legs slightly to string the fabric off of your body and then throwing them off somewhere on the ground. Rafe bit his lip as he eyed your glistening, pretty folds, running a finger through them while his other hand gently placed itself back onto your ass and squeezed.

He shifted position again once your shorts and panties were off. Resting on his side. He reached over your body to lift your legs up further into your body in an almost sitting like position. Rafe let out a quiet groan as fisted his cock in his hand, looking down at your bare and vulnerable pussy.

Lifting his hand up to his mouth, Rafe spit into it and brought his hand back down to his cock and wrapped his hand around the base to spread the spit as a type of lube, his cock twitching at the pleasureful sensation. Rafe took his time as he shifted in his spot to easily run his cock up and down through your pussy folds, tapping the head of his cock against your clit. A smirk made its way onto Rafes face as he felt your body twitch at the sensation.

He teased himself as he circled the tip of his cock around your hole before sinking himself in, quickly biting his lip to stifle a loud moan from escaping his mouth as the warmth and tightness of your pussy enveloped his cock. Rafes mouth fell open in a quiet moan once he fully sheaved himself into your tight cunt. He had to wait a bit both for you and him: Him to get a grip on reality, already feeling like he’s in heaven and for your sleeping body to get used to it.

Once Rafe finally starts moving he has to bite his lip to prevents moans from spilling out of his lips. He couldn’t help himself from glancing up towards the door, heightening the pleasure and even a hint of fear at the thought of your parents waking up to see their perfect, innocent and precious daughter getting used in their sleep. His thrusts stayed more on the gentle and slow side but steady pace, planting his larger hand on the flesh of your ass and squeezing lightly.

He couldn’t help but admire your sleeping position, hair messy and thrown around your pillows. Breathing steady and gentle. Dreaming about god knows what.

Rafes breathing got more breathy and quick as he felt you shift slightly and pussy clench around his cock. But it wasn’t enough, he needed to be deeper and in your plushy walls. So he shifted his position once again, hovering his body over yours as he kept himself up by his fists, planted on either side of you. His body was practically caging yours as he breathed in your scent. The new position letting Rafe fuck you both easier and deeper. Your walls felt so good around him and the slower pace felt like a tease due to the lack of your moans, noises n reactions to help him get off, so he couldn’t help but speed up his pace.

And that’s when you woke up, pussy clenching around him as you felt yourself regain consciousness from your nap, dazed and confused before you immediately felt something fucking itself into you and someone else’s body heat along your side. In your confused state you didn’t think properly and simply felt panicked when you looked and saw someone else’s body over you.

Rafe was too lost in the pleasure to pay attention to you waking up, missing the way your heartbeat sped up along with your breathing. He then froze slightly as he felt your hair shift against his face, lifting his head up to see the panic quickly settling onto your features. He stopped his thrusts and quickly darted his hand up to your mouth, preventing any noises before they even came.

“Hey- hey, just me babe.” He whispered, though his tone was slightly panicked itself, his own heartbeat speeding up.

Your eyes darted up to his as you heard his words, immediately feeling a wave of both relief and arousal come over you. Rafe grinned as he felt your breathing and heartbeat slow down and your eyes become wide with lust instead of fear, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. His hand moved from your face down to your waist and squeezed lightly, grin still plastered on his face as he lowered his head down to your neck, breathing in your scent before speaking teasingly through kisses. “Good nap?”

You let out a yawn, followed by a moan as his thrusts picked up again and he started placing soft kisses to your neck. “Yeah… even better was when i woke up.” You teased back, grinning slightly as your hands made way to his hair.

Rafe chuckled as he brought his head back up from your neck, typical cocky grin spread on his face. “Imagine how your parents would feel if they walked into me fucking their perfect daughter? And finding out she asked for it previously.” He continued to tease, leaning back up to put enough space between his and your bodies to allow him to push your body down onto your back instead of your side, moving your leg over as well before he enveloped your body into his again. Rafe’s elbows resting on either side of your body.

Leaning down, Rafe captured your lips into a kiss before you could come out with some smart comeback. His hips rocking back into yours as his hands explored your curves. The usually agonizingly slow position feeling very pleasurable in this moment.

You two simply enjoyed each other’s company. Rafe moving his head back down into your neck to mark what’s his and hide the sounds of his own grunts and heavy breathing. You wrapped your legs around his hips as you let out soft but pleasure filled moans. Every sound you make sounding like absolute heaven.

“So pretty..” Rafe murmured into your neck as he glanced up at you, cheeks flushed as he bit his lip before speaking again. “Especially for just waking up.”

Your face flushed even more at his words as you giggled, biting your lip slightly as you looked down at him. “And you’re handsome.” You complimented cheekily, playing with strands of his hair. Rafe let out a shaky breath mixed with a moan at your words. Biting your neck as his pace slowly became less steady and more quick, signalling that he was about to cum.

Rafes hand found way down to your clit as he started rubbing quick circles on the bundle of nerves. Your own moans raising in frequency and pitch as you felt the sudden, overwhelming sensation on your clit, unmatching to his thrusts. It was such a perfect combination that made you feel like you were about to cum and go up to heaven in seconds.

You grabbed a fistful of Rafes hair as you felt that knot in your stomach slowly come closer and closer to snapping, letting Rafe know in a high pitched, attempting to be quiet breath. “Oh fuck.. ‘mma cum imma cum-“ You chanted, legs wrapping tighter around his hips as you squealed at Rafes fingers increasing their rushed pace on your clit.

“Yeah? me too baby, c’mon.” He said breathlessly, cock twitching inside you at your words. Placing one last sloppy, open mouthed kiss to your neck before letting out a loud moan, quickly pulling out as his cum decorated your stomach and pyjama shirt in long, white, sticky strings of cum. Your own arousal escaping you in clear liquid, absolutely soaking both your sheets and Rafes lower half.

The two of yours loud breaths were the only sound that filled the room as you both came down from your highs. Needless to say; that felt fucking amazing. Perhaps it was all the mix of taboo things; fucking upstairs while your parents watched tv and Rafe fucking you while you were asleep.

Rafe let out a breathy chuckle as he placed a kiss against your cheek and pulled away. Looking down at the absolute mess you made. He grinned as he glanced down at you; “Squirted from this?” He asked, teasing you as if that wasn’t one of the most pleasurable orgasms he’s had.

You grinned back up at him as squeezed your legs together playfully to cover yourself. Nodding at his words, completely tired, blissed and fucked out. “Yeah, was so hot to wake up to that.” You said with an un-matching innocent sounding giggle. Stretching your arms over your head as you yawned.

“Yeah? that a sign i should sneak in and fuck you while you’re sleeping with your parents downstairs more often?” Rafe teased, Shifting to throw one leg off the bed and reach for a random article of clothing to dry the two of yous up.

“Yes.” You replied simply but tiredly, watching as he grabbed the piece of clothing, yawning yet again as sleep again threatened to take over your body.

Rafe couldn’t help but smile genuinely as he looked back at you and saw your sleepy expression. Leaning up and forward to give you a goodnight. “‘mk, now go back to sleep, i’ll clean this shit up.”

⟡ ݁₊ . written by sarahsangelicdoll, 2025 on tumblr! © do not repost on any third party website or repost as yours

⟡ ݁₊ . tagging muts: @moonlightrafe @bloodibambiidoll @winnie1emon @cameronsprincess @hvnlygrl

Miguel alphabet head-con

Warnings: None

Miguel Head-con

A= Attractive: What does Miguel find attractive about you?

You're personality, he fell in love with your sarcasm, your little remarks here and there, and your sneaky ways.

B= Baby: What nicknames does he use for you?

Hands down, babe or Y/n/n. Occasionally princess for.... certain times.

C= Cuddles: What cuddle position does he like most?

He loves to be the big spoon, it makes Miguel feel like he's protecting you. Plus he just loves holding his baby.

D= Day: What do you both do during the day?

If you're not studying for school your either sparing together, cuddling and watching movies, or having random but cute dates.

E= Equal: Are you both fair in the relationship?

Yes, Miguel never does something you don't want and he will never push you to do something you don't want as do you.

F= Fighting: Do you guys fight?

Not often no, the only fights you guys may have are sparing together in karate. But anyways you guys never fuss you always work out your problems like adults.

G= Gratitude: How great full is Miguel?

He is so great full in general, for you, his Yaya and ma, sensei, his friends, and karate. He never takes anything for granted.

H= Honest: Does Miguel keep secrets from you?

Nope, the only secrets he's been able to keep from you is a surprise birthday party even then he's pretty rusty at lying and hiding things.

I= Intimacy: How intimate is Miguel?

This boy is so intimate, he loves holding you closely and making you feel loved and wanted, it warms his heart.

J= Jealousy: How jealous can Miguel get?

Miguel can get jealous big time but only if you don't answer his calls and he starts to worry then sees you with someone laughing without him there then he's more upset but still jealous.

K= Kissing: Is Miguel a good kisser? What are they like?

Miguel is a great kisser, he never ever rushes it even if he's in a hurry he slowly kisses you with passion and love. It makes you both melt at how caring he is with his kisses.

L= Love: How in love is Miguel?

Oh man I don't think there's a word that can describe how in love Miguel is, he's head over heels I can say that.

M= Marriage: Does Miguel want to get married?

Yes, Miguel definitely wants to get married. His mom always told him to follow his dreams and one of them would be to merry and have a family with you.

N= Nice: How nice is Miguel in the relationship?

This boy right here is so nice, and sweet. He always opens the doors for you, he never leaves you out of a conversation and if someone messes you he stands up for you no matter what.

O= On cloud nine: What is Miguel like when in love?

He is just heart eyes all day every day, never misses a beat. Miguel's extra extra extra caring and always watches out for his mistakes and never hurts or takes you for granted.

P= PDA: How is Miguel with PDA?

He definitely likes the little cheek kisses and pecks here and there, the hand holding, and wrapping around your waist but not a full blown make out session.

Q= Quirk: Random ability Miguel has that helps the relationship?

  His ability to calm both you and himself down, like if you're in a physics fight with someone he can calm you down in an instant and it brings you both closer than you realize.

R= Romance: How romantic is Miguel?

  My mans is sooo romantic like, for your first time intimate like that he scattered roses on the bed, scented candles, very low music, and he was super gentle. For the after affects he ran you a hot bubble bath for the both of you to soak in.

S= Style: What's the style in the relationship?

Clothes wise he’s very comfortable and fit, but he loves to wear matching outfits or colors with you.

T= Thrill: Does Miguel like to take risks?

  Miguel likes to take certain risks yes, but never the kind that can put a damper on your relationship.

U= Understanding: How understanding is Miguel?

  He is supper understanding and very slow with things, he won't rush you to the point unless it's really needed.

V= Value: How important is the relationship to Miguel?

  He values it with his life, it's supper important to him and he would do anything to keep your relationship healthy.

W= Wild Card: What does he love most about you?

  He loves your ability to make him smile hands down, he loves when he's sad or mad you can always uplift him.

X= Xoxo: How affectionate is Miguel behind closed doors?

  He is literally the definition of a koala, he loves your attention and he craves for your touch. He loves to be near you and show you affection in kisses, and cuddles all day.

Y= Yearning: How well does Miguel cope with you being sad?

  He does not like seeing you sad at all but he definitely knows what to do when you're sad.

Z= Zeal: Is Miguel willing to go to extreme lengths for the relationship?

  Is this even a question? Yes of course he would gladly go to very extreme lengths for your relationship.

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This was requested by @missscarlettangel thank you for requesting!