"Baby's Day Out" - Rafe Cameron X Trophy Wife!Reader

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐨L 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢e

Deadpool and Wolverine but your lady pool and an absolute SLUT for Wolverine.

[this is a complete self insert with just everything I was thinking about during the movie and since then I’ve watched it three times. It gets better every time. Snippets of the movie, will probably do a part two. SPOILERS!]

part two

Warning/disclaimer: femreaderxwolverine, sexual content, sexual language, offensive language, just being a whore the man, cursing, repeat daddy issues, never proof-read.

After digging up Logan and expecting to find a shirtless and oiled-up Hugh Jackman, you were a little more than disappointed to find the bones and metal. 'Damn it! Shit! Fuck! They Les Mis'd him!'

Eventually, you settled down next to the remains, against the same log that had impaled him. 'That was weird,' you chuckled. 'I'm much calmer now. Look, I'm not a woman in stem but you seem incredibly dead to me. Oh, you sexy lump of bones and metal. I would have let you slide them into me any day.'

'But it's good to see you,' you pat his knee. 'I gotta be honest, I've always wanted to ride you, Logan. Oh, whoops, I meant with you. Ha! Who am I kidding, no I didn't. Just you and me, getting into it. And I mean into it. Every style. Doggy. Sixty-nine. On the kitchen counter to the bathroom. Till my back broke. Yea, we'd have been good together.' You ranted, fantasies flying across your mind too quick to focus on one.

With your red-gloved hand, you jerk the chin. 'G'day mate, there's nothing that'll bring me back to life faster than a big bag of Marvel cash. Ha- I hear you, Hugh. But no, no, no, no you had to go and get all noble and die for real. I could really use your help right now. And a massage. Your big manly hands just rubbing all over me-'

Just as you were about to go into further detail about what you want him to do to you, the sound of portals opening and heavy boots stomping closer alerted you.

Quickly, you pulled the skeleton down on top of you.

'There are two hundred and six bones in the body. Two hundred and seven if i'm watching Van Helsing.'

Que the fucking montage.

You have a mission. Find a Logan to take back with you. First up you end up in a bar, catching an axe as it was thrown at you. 'Logan! I'm gonna need you to come with me.'

The Logan sitting at the bar slowly turned to you. 'Who's asking? ' He slipped from the bar stool to reveal a 5'3 Logan.

You coo. 'Well, who's this little ankle biter. Did you stick the landing little guy? Yes you did, comic-accurate short king. Such a cute little Wolvie.'

The little guy started stalking toward you.

'Que the fucking montage.'

You found a Wolverine for the seventies, or eighties, something close enough to that, one hand missing. 'Oh yea, sexy, you have anchor being written all over you.'

You found patch Logan. 'Oh hello, Patch. Should've worn my white suit.'

You found another old man Logan, sitting solemnly on his front porch. 'Howdy! Oh, I see, you're the daddy issues one. Good to see god has answered my prayers. So soldier, do I need to be a bad girl so you put me over your knee, daddy?'

Another was tied to a cross with red bloody skulls acting as a floor.

One was dressed in a tight yellow and brown suit, walking through the woods. 'Hubba hubba. Classic! Now, you fought the Hulk in this suit, right?' as he snicked his claws out, the green of the beast reflected from behind you. 'I am Marvel Jesus you dull creature and I will not be-'

One, your favourite, was working on a bike in a tight white vest and dark pants. You drooled. 'That's the whole goddamn package right there. You know from behind you look a bit- holy Shit!' he turned, and everything about him was Wolverine. Except for the fact he was Henry fucking Cavil. 'The Cavalry has arrived. The prophecy has been fulfilled. Can I say, sir, sorry, daddy- on behalf of all of humanity, this just feels right! We will treat you so much better than those shit fucks down the street!'

He took the cigar from his mouth, stalking to you. You had never been so aroused in your life. 'You were just leaving'

Giggling and twirling your hair, you hold a hand out, ghosting over his chest. 'Can I just, one- one touch. Oh my god! You're like Superman or something.'

He punched you right into the Logan you needed. Thank you Cavil.

'You two gonna fuck or fight?' asked the bartender. 'Both if i'm lucky,' you said.'

'Oh look at those sexy little jammies, that only took twenty fucking years!'

The trash heap was the last place you wanted to end up, but when you woke to Logan looming over you, a snarl on his face, you sighed in relief.

'Well, hello sexiest man alive, 2008. Wanna give me a hand? Or head?'

He sniked his claws out.

'Kinky! That's new for Disney!'

He dug his claws into your ribs and dragged you up with them. 'Where the fuck are we?'

'I dunno, but it looks a bit mad maxxy to me. But that would be IP infringement right?'

'Fucking jokes,' Logan uttered. He threw you over his leg, your back breaking.

'Till my back breaks, Wolvie!' you yelled out, quickly rolling yourself back up and shaking it off. 'Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm a big fan. How about we strip off our suits, take a tumble in the sand, get to know one another you know. Personally, I'm more of a cowgirl fan but I'm willing to do whatever you want baby.'

'You're unbelievable,' he grumbled. It was still sexy. He turned his back to you.

'Oh, I see, is that what you did when your world went to shit!'

He paused, his head slowly turning to you. 'Say again, bub?'

'Oh, I am so horny right now.'

The two of you engaged in a fight, and not the sexy stradling fight that would happen later, but the guns firing, swords slashing kind of fight. that was only interrupted by a familiar voice.

The only other voice that could have you dropping your panties as quick as Wolverine. He was hooded, hidden, but you knew him from your sex dreams.

'Dear god almighty, it's him.'

'Who?' growled Logan.

'Don't be jealous baby, I have two holes for a reason. Don't worry gorgeous, you're gonna encounter some delicate language, a smidge of ass play but we've been prohibited from using cocaine, at least on page.'

He raised a hand. 'They're coming.'

'Who's they?'

The three of you watch cars and trucks drive through the waste, keeping you trapped. There were familiar faces, Pyro, Toad. And Sabertooth.

The mysterious figure jumped down and mastered the superhero landing that had you clapping your hands and jumping up and down.

'Oh my god! Oh my god!' you held onto Logan's shoulder as you jumped while he just glared at you.

'I've got this,' the man takes down his hood, showing the beautiful, hot, strong, handsome, hubba-hubba worthy, Chris Evans.

'Oh yes, you do sexiest man alive, 2022!' you cheer.

'Stay close,' Chris- or Steve- called back to you.

You stalk over to him. 'Aye aye, Captain.' you wrap your arms around his stomach, fingers trailing over his abs. He removes you and you groan, sulking. You walk back to Wolverine and jump onto the side of his hip.

Instinctively he holds your ass which makes you giddy before he realises his mistake and drops you.

'You're not gonna love what happens next,' shouted the captain.

Your jaw dropped from behind the mask. 'Holy shit, omg! No way, he's gonna say it! He's gonna say it!' you flick one of your swords that was still poking out of Wolverine's chest. 'Avengers-'

'Flame on!' Steve- no, Johnny- yelled and took to the skies in a ball of fire.

It was sort of stupid in hind sight as Pyro lifted a hand and extinguished him, causing him to fall from the skies and go crotch first into a billboard.

'No!' you screamed, rushing to him and rolling onto his back to get a look at him. 'No, no baby, stay with me. Let me take a look!' you tried to pull down his pants but Logan literally pulled you off him.

You were tied up with Wolverine on the front side of you and Johnny on the back. When you woke, you giggled. 'Woah, just like my dreams.'

Johnny woke to, lifting his head from your shoulder. 'How long was I out?'

You smirk under the mask, looking back to him. 'Not all of you was asleep, say Cap, is that a Glock in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

'Is that Chuck? Hey Chuck, over here! Hope it's you young, god, we got James Macovy in this?' you yelled as a wheelchair rolled out as you entered the thing that was apparently large Paul Rudd.

'Cassandra Nova. Charles's twin,' the villain introduced herself.

'Holy shit,' said Logan.

'How was anal birth?' you asked.

Cassandra smirked. 'You two are cute. I have a good feeling about this.'

'Right!' you cheered. 'Just wait till this ends, the smut is off the charts!'

She took the chain from around the two of you but you wrapped yourself around Logan's arm, he only grunted at you. He only pushed you off when you started to go off and off about what Johnny said about Cassandra. 'People think i'm a shit talker but this guy-' you chef's kiss. 'Next level!'

Cassandra, with a flick of her hand, shed the skin from him as he fell in a heap of bones and blood and skin,

You cried out, holding onto Logan for dear life. 'My favourite Chris!'

'You silly little bitch, you just got him fucking killed!' yelled Logan.

'Fine, spank me then! P.S. Do you know what he was doing to the budget!'

You were brought to Ultimatum with Cassadra, Oliath or the other British villain, but all you wanted was to save your world, bang Wolvy and go home.

'I didn't want it to come to this, either you help us or my boyfriend here is gonna perform the whole of Greatest Showman as a one-man show,' you warn.

'I'm not her boyfriend,' Logan grumbled.

Cassandra went on a trauma dump that had you groaning. 'Couldn't you just turn into accomplishment like the rest of us?'

But I'm not like the rest of you, except maybe the Wolverine, now we could be truly terrifying together.'

'Sorry lady, he's taken!'

'Not for long,' Cassandra smirked and as Logan attacked, she sent him in the ground and away from you. You only whined at his disappearance, a whine that turned into a groan when Cassandra's fingers entered you in the worst way possible. Through your head.

'What can I see here?' she asked. Cassandra gasped. 'Oh, you are a whore.'

Oh yes, she saw the million filthy things you wanted to do to Logan.

The two of you made it out and to the diner where Logan was intent on finding food and taking rubbing alcohol shots. When he sat across from you, chucking a tin of spam at you, you pulled of your mask.

Logan stilled, looking at you with finally something a little different than anger.

'What?' you asked.

'I thought you'd be ugly under there.'

'No- no, that's the Deadpool. I'm better, and a self-insert.'

The two of you took to walking through the rather nicer side of the waste. You had his hand in yours, swinging it happily like you were a couple before he threatened to chop your hand off.

'You said Logan was a hero, what happened?' he asked.

'You died. Technically you were chest fucked by a tree, but really you just ran out of batteries trying to save this girl- a kid really. Always wanted a man who's good with kids. The shit heels who grew her in a lab called her x-23, but she was just a kid. A smaller, cute and mean version of you. Yep, you saved her, very hero, very demure.'

The two of you were interrupted when a bark sounded over the hill and the BEST DOG EVER ran out to you, ears flapping in the wind, tongue out as it always was. The little boots. The collar. It was Dogpool.

You threw off your mask and picked her up, cuddling her close. 'She's coming with us.'

'No she's not!' he argued.

'Yes, she is!'

'No!'

You pulled out your puppy dog eyes and lifted the dog to your face and slowly the resolve in his face slipped.

'Sorry!' another man ran out, chasing after the dog.

'Fucking shit bag!' you cursed.

It was another dead pool, a good-looking one with long hair.

'What's Ryan Reynolds actually doing here, I thought I replaced him?' you said.

'In here everyone calls me Nicepool.'

'Can we have your dog?' you asked immediately.

He laughed. 'over my dead body!'

You nod, thinking about it but Logan holds out his arm before you can even move.

Whatever Nicepool was saying was you didn't care as you cooed and hugged the dog closer and Logan watched.

Fuck, he was paying attention to you.

'Why are you so nice?' you asked eventually.

'It costs nothing to be kind,' he said.

'Shutting the fuck up is also free,' said Logan.

You bite your lip in his direction. 'God I am so attracted to you right now. This is Logan, he's usually shirtless but he's let himself go since the divorce.'

Finally, the Nicepool took you to his ride to get you and Logan and the dog to the borderlands.

It was a honda fucking odyssey.

Logan wasn't willing to listen to your complaints. 'Get in the fucking car.'

'Make me, Daddy,' you said.

He took one step closer to you and you backed away with the dog. 'No, we're running away!'

Logan forced her from your arms and handed him back to the Nicepool.

'The corn was to dense girl!' you called after her, pouting.

Logan shoves you into the passenger seat while he takes the wheel.

You pull of your mask, hair falling around you like you were in an advert. 'So, what shall we do to pass the time...'

Honda Odyssey coming soon, that my friends, is called edging.

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No Movement

REQUEST | reader being into cock warming and JJ having issues to not starting to fuck her because he has so little control over himself when he's inside her, and she wants to try and low-key train him to hold out longer before giving into his urges

PAIRING | jj maybank x fem!reader

WARNINGS | 18+ only MDNI! smut, no plot, cockwarming, p in v, kind of sub!jj, praise, light choking, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it)

A/N | thank you for requesting! 💕

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"Jay, you gotta stop moving, that's the whole point of this." you sighed softly when he had to readjust again to be more comfortable like he said 3 times already, his cock is buried deep inside of you for the last 20 minutes.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm trying- but it's not easy when you're squeezing the hell outta me," he grunted, relaxing a little the second he felt your hands going through his hair.

And he really was trying, you have to give him credit for that. JJ wasn't usually someone to hold back, especially in bed. So when he fucks you, he's showing no mercy.

That's why it's so hard for him to keep still right now, being able to touch you yet not allowed to move even just a little is torture for him, but he's doing this for you. He understands that you just want to savor having him so close and all to yourself.

"I'm proud of you, Baby. Doin' so good for me." you praised him, leaning forward to peck his lips causing him to groan from the small movement. "Think you can hold on a little longer?"

He lets out a shaky breath but nods his head anyway. You tried to distract him by scratching his scalp or running your fingernails up and down his heaving chest.

The noises he made and the way his eyebrows pinch together in focus to not lose control and disappoint you, had you almost giving in to his desires, but feeling in charge for once is something you never knew you needed.

JJ's at your mercy now and you knew he would do anything in this moment just to get some kind of release.

"Please I-" He chokes on his own words, his hands gripping onto your hips desperately.

"What do you need, hm?" you teased by rolling your hips one time.

"Fuck- move, please. I can't-" You cut him off by crashing your lips to his, moaning against his mouth when his hand reached up to cup one of your breasts a single finger flicking over your hardening nipple.

You only pulled back from the lack of oxygen, smiling at how dazed JJ already was. You surprised him by starting to rock your hips slowly, throwing your head back.

Suddenly you felt his arm wrap behind your back and before you knew it your back was pressed against the mattress, wrists held up above your head, and JJ pounding into you at a punishing pace, letting out all the built-up frustration.

"Shit- just like that," you whined, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him even closer.

"Would you look at that." he chuckled, not slowing his movements in the slightest. "Teasing me this whole time and who's whining now?"

He was holding your wrists in one hand while the other moved down to wrap around your neck, applying some pressure, not enough to choke you but enough to have your eyes roll in the back of your head.

"I'm close." you whimpered, feeling his hips stutter slightly.

"Cum with me." he pants, letting go of your wrists to rub fast circles on your clit.

All the stimulation he was giving you was overwhelming and the coil in your stomach finally snapped. JJ followed soon after, nuzzling his face in your neck, moaning as he did so.

He fucked you both through your high, pulling back to look at you. "You good?"

"Fucking amazing" you smiled, breathing heavily.

He chuckled, starting to pull out of you slowly and you whined at the loss of contact. "Shh, it's okay. I'm here, not goin' anywhere."

He laid down beside you, pulling you on top of him carefully, planting a gentle kiss against your forehead.

JJ would never admit it out loud but this was one of the best things you two have ever done. The way you were in charge was one of the reasons, as dumb as it sounds, that it was so hard for him to not fuck you stupid.

You just laid there while he traced random patterns on your back for a while until you let your eyes flutter close, knowing JJ would drag you to the shower the second you open them again.

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Want Some Help?

Pairings: JJ x Best Friend!reader

Warnings: 18+, Cussing, Almost Exposed..?, Handjob (for literally a sec), Oral, Swallowing.

Summary: JJ can't get off and doesn't realize his bestie is at the chateau.

Authors Note: This was sitting in my drafts for a while and I have finally finished it! Hope you like it!

"Fuck!" JJ yelled annoyed from his room in the chateau. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing erection and started pumping himself again. He tried so hard to reach his climax but nothing was happening. He couldn't relax himself.

"DAMN IT!!!!" He yelled again, this time causing you to get up from the couch and knock on his door. "JJ? Are you okay?" Your voice soothed through the door. JJ jumped when he heard you. He didn't think anyone was home. "Uh uhm yeah." He responded nervously and embarrassed. "Are you sure? Can I come in?" You asked, obviously caring about him. "S-sure." He said forgetting that his dick was out. When you started to walk in he realized and threw a blanket over himself. You gave him a confused look, wondering why he was being weird. "What's going on Jayj?" You asked sitting next to him on the bed. "N-Nothing just try-trying to take a nap and I can't." He lied. You gave him a knowing look in response. You put your hand on his thigh which made him a little uneasy because his dick was out and you were a little close.

"JJ I'm your best friend you can tell me anything." You gave him a gentle look which made him feel better. "Who else is here?" He asked. "Just you and me Jayj." He sighed with relief then asked if you could shut the door. Once you sat back down on the bed he sat up trying not to make it obvious. "Okay, but if I tell you this you can't say anything to anyone." JJ pushed. You nodded and pretended to zip up your lips. "I-I can't get off." He said and looked down. "L-like c-climax?" You asked sheepishly. "Yeah..but hey you asked." He covered his face in shame.

"Do you want some help?" You asked before you had even thought about what this could mean. He looked back at you shocked. "Re-really?" JJ was very excited inside but also worried that it was a joke. You nodded very slowly. "O-okay." He pulled his blanket off, revealing his manhood to you. He was soft but since you said you would help he was growing. Your eyes widened when you saw his length.

"D-do you need some guidance?" He asked. You shook your head no. You had him turn his body so he was sitting on the edge of the bed and you got on your knees in front of him. You grabbed his throbbing cock and pumped him very slowly. He leaned back on his hands and tilted his head back. When he wasn't looking, you decided to surprise him and make him feel even better. You moved your hand down as you slipped your mouth around him. JJ's eyes widened and looked down at you. A gasp left his lips and he felt your tongue circling his tip. Your eyes met his and he swore he could have ended it right then and there. His hand met the back of your head and gently pushed you down his cock causing him to release some beautiful sounds. Honestly you'd be lying if you said this didn't turn you on.

JJ started to get more comfortable with you and started bobbing your head faster. "Oh fuck baby, just like that." His head tilted back again as you bounced your head up and down. You were shocked by the nickname and you started to realize just exactly what you two were doing. You couldn't stop now but you would definitely have to talk later.

You knew he was close to cumming because his moans got louder and he was pushing your head as far as you'd let him go. "Mmm fuck." He groaned. "I'm gonna cum, don't stop baby." His head went back and he pinched his eyes shut. Soon enough he exploded in your mouth. He watched in awe as you swallowed every last drop of his salty liquid.

"You are so perfect." Before you could respond he bent down to you and kissed you. You blushed but kissed him back. Yeah you'll definitely have to talk later.

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pool party

words: 3.2k

warnings: 18+ only! smut, chubby!reader, fatphobia including internalized fatphobia

“i don’t know rafe, i really don’t want to go to this pool party.” you say, flopping down on the bed. you’re truly just not interested in it, not interested in being under the hot sun on a day like today, not interested in being surrounded by thin girls in bikinis, not interested in your boyfriend being the target of every one of those girls flirtation.

“come on baby, it’s for kelce and his girlfriend! it’s their anniversary.” rafe pleads with you.

“they’ve been together for like a month, is that really worthy of a whole celebration?” you ask. you hate kelces girlfriend, melissa. she’s always been mean to you, but never in front of rafe or kelce, and you don’t want to seem crazy by bringing it up to your boyfriend when shes so fake-sweet in front of him.

rafe sighs as he sits down on the bed. “i want to go and have a good time with you. please.”

that word has you melting, and the pout on rafes face, his bottom lip stuck out in a desperate but successful attempt to change your mind. “fine. because you’re so cute.” “you’re cuter.” rafe says, plastering a smile on his face as you head towards your closet. you rifle through your drawer of swimsuits. you certainly aren’t wearing any bikinis around these girls, so you opt for a one piece that has some frills around your stomach to hide any of your perceived imperfections.

you put it on as well as a loose dress over top of it, before sliding your sandals on. rafe is in just his swim shorts and a tank top, his muscled arms on display for you to ogle at.

“ready, babe?” rafe asks. you nod and let him lead you out to his truck. you already feel the nerves starting in your stomach. rafe never seemed to treat you any differently because of your size. he acts like your hips aren’t wide, like your thighs don’t always touch, like your arms arent double the size of most girls. all of his friends on the other hand tease you for it, not as much now that you’re dating rafe, but you still feel the eyes and notice the whispers.

you get to kelces house and all you want to do is hide inside, but rafe is so effervescent, greeting everyone and tugging you alongside with him, giving you kisses on the side of your head when you have a moment alone, showing you off.

“lets hop in, babe.” rafe says, pulling you to a table and taking his shirt and shoes off.

“i don’t really want to.” you say. “i’ll just watch you for a bit, yeah?”

rafe frowns, worried is something wrong, but he doesn’t want to push you, so he just nods and gives you a peck on the lips before running into the pool. you do genuinely enjoy watching him. it’s just the boys in the pool right now, and they come up with all sorts of games, which all devolve into wrestling. 

less than an hour later, rafe gets tired of being apart, leaving the boys to their games to rejoin you. he sits down next to you, but not before moving the chair as close as he possibly can to your own.

“hi baby.” rafe says, slightly out of breath from all the swimming at fun. he kisses your cheek before leaning back, laughing as he watches one of the guys jump out of the pool, swooping up a girl in his arms and jumping in with her, soaking her in her clothes.

“you better take that dress off and come in with me before i have to do that to you.” rafe says.

the thought of rafe picking you up, of others seeing the strain in his face as he has to really utilize his muscles, makes you cringe, worse than everyone seeing you in your swimsuit. you stand up and quickly shuck off the fabric before walking down the steps of the pool, hoping the water obscures your body somewhat.

rafe follows you back in the pool, concerned by how fast you got in. he can tell by your expression that something is wrong, you’ve always worn your emotions and anxiety on your face.

“baby, is something up?” rafe asks, tucking a strand of your behind your ear. he backs you into the corner of the pool so you’re as far as you can be with everyone around.

“i’m just… feeling insecure right now.” you admit. you’ve never talked about it with rafe, no matter how badly you want to ask. want to ask why he sees you the way he does, and not like everyone else does.

“insecure? baby you’re the most gorgeous woman here. do you not like your swimsuit, is that it?” rafe asks, not able to wrap his mind around you not liking your body.

“yeah, thats it.” you say, not wanting to ruin his day. “i just wish i would have chosen a different one.” “ahh.” rafe says with a nod and a pout. “i’m struggling right now because i like how much this one covers-” he traces a hand over your shoulder strap, “because i don’t want anyone looking at what only i get to look at, but at the same time, i very selfishly wish you wore something more revealing.” you let out a little chuckle, which is quickly swallowed by rafe as he kisses you, probably imagining you in something skimpy and revealing. 

“lets just try to have fun and when we get home we can toss this swimsuit knowing you don’t like it and i’ll take you shopping tomorrow for some new ones.” “okay.” you nod, trying to put the insecurity out of your mind as you have fun during the rest of the party with rafe. you really just ignore everyone but him, letting your sole focus be on your boyfriend rather than a girls perfectly flat stomach or from the stare some guy gives you.

“are you ready to go home?” rafe asks, hours later after the sun had set and darkness has taken over the sky.

“mhm. i’m tired.” you admit with a yawn. you only spent an hour or so in the pool before you were able to put your dress back on and the party shifted towards drinking and dancing. rafe had abstained from anything, knowing he’s driving you home and not willing to risk even a single drop of alcohol.

“okay, i’m just gonna say goodbye to kelce, then we can head out.” rafe kisses you gently, seeing the sleepiness in your eyes.

you watch rafe walk away blissfully, knowing you’re so far gone for your perfect boyfriend. you watch as he heads onto the patio to say goodbye, taking a step closer to hear whats going on.

“hey man, congrats again on making it to three months, can’t wait to see what a one year anniversary party looks like.” rafe laughs, slapping kelce on the back. you smile, while you and rafe were not the kind to throw a party for your anniversary, preferring the celebrations to stay between the two of you, it’s sweet that kelce and melissa have so many friends wanting to celebrate them being a couple.

“thanks rafe.” kelce says, clapping his back in response.

“oh and rafe!” melissa calls before he turns his back. “if you ever want to ditch that whale of a girlfriend, i have lots of hot single friends.”

you feel your skin go hot at her words. it’s reminiscent of so many things you’ve been called before. chubby, big, jiggly, whale.

“what did you just call my girlfriend?” you want to go out there and stop rafe before he explodes, but you can’t move, your feet are glued to the spot.

“oh, i mean just look at her.” melissa laughs, and you can hear a few other girls join in. “and look at you! someone like you should not be with a girl like her.” “baby stop-” you can hear kelce trying to interject.

“don’t EVER speak on my girlfriend again.” rafe yells. “you’re clearly jealous, and i would feel sorry for you if you weren’t such a nasty bi-”

“rafe!” you shout, finally finding your voice. rafe gives melissa one last glare, but as bad as he wants to chew her out, you’re his bigger concern right now.

“baby-” rafe says, going to take your face into his hands, but you step out of his hold, heading towards the door.

“i just want to go.” you say, and rafe is hot on your heel, feeling terrible that you heard anything she said.

“y/n-” rafe says as you get into his truck, but you just shake your head. “can you take me home?” rafe hates seeing you upset, his whole lifes purpose since he met you was to never see your pretty face sad. his hands grip the wheel and he takes every turn a little too fast, he’s just pissed right now that you’re upset.

“do you finally see it now?” you ask when he pulls to a stop in your driveway.

“see what?” rafe asks, wondering if melissa had been nasty to you before.

“that i’m too big for you. too chubby. i don’t get what spell you got put under to fall in love with me, but it doesn’t make sense, we don’t work.” 

rafe gets out of the truck without a word, slamming his door hard shut before coming around to your side. he opens it and before you can even move, he has you over his shoulder, marching up the stairs.

“rafe!” you yell as he takes the familiar walk to your bedroom.

“we don’t fucking work together?” rafe asks, setting you down onto your mattress. “we don’t fucking work together?” he repeats, throwing his shirt off. 

“rafe, i-” you want to clarify what you mean, but he doesn’t give you the chance as his lips connect to yours. he moans into your mouth as he grinds against your thighs, only disconnecting your lips to tear your dress off over your head.

he pulls away for a minute to work at getting your swimsuit off. while it dried while you were at kelces party, it’s still tight on your body. you always feel insecure when you’re with rafe, and you hate that feeling, but this is the worst it’s ever been after being reminded by melissa and the girls at the party.

“you’re fucking beautiful. the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen.” rafe looks down at your naked body, his cock clearly swelling in his swim shorts. “you’re so gorgeous, i don’t want a single bad thought about yourself in your head.”

rafe stands up to take his shorts off, his cock springing free. “come here.” he demands, reaching a hand down for you. you don’t want to accept, you just want him between your legs, but you comply, letting him pull you up off the bed and into the bathroom. he positions you so you’re in front of the mirror. your eyes immediately diverge, not wanting to witness yourself under the bright white lights in the nude.

“no, baby.” rafe says, coming to stand behind you. “look at your face for me.” 

you feel tears well up in your eyes, but you do it for rafe. you meet your own gaze in the mirror as rafe begins to speak. “i love those eyes, those eyes that see every part of me. i love the curve of your nose. i love kissing your soft lips, i love how they always taste like strawberries. i love your cheeks, i hope our kids have your cute cheeks.” 

rafe pauses to take your jaw in his hand, moving your head up so he can bend over your body with his vast height and press a kiss against your lips.

“i love your hair.” he turns your face back to the mirror. “i love wrapping my hand around it when i’m fucking you. i love the way it falls in your face when you’re reading one of your novels.”

rafe kisses along your neck, hands coming to your waist. you briefly close your eyes but a sudden bite to your neck has you snapping them open, continuing to look where rafe speaks about. “i love your hands, i love holding them between mine. i love your arms when you wrap them around me.”

“i love your tits.” rafe moves his hands from your waist to your boobs, cupping one in each palm. “i love the way no bra seems to contain them. i love the way your nipples show through one of my tshirts when you put it on in the morning.” rafes thumbs rub over your nipples until they turn into stiff peaks. “i love the way they feel in my mouth, i love that someday you will feed our baby with them.”

rafe drops his hands to your stomach, and you want so badly to push them away, to not let him so unabashedly feel your least favorite part of yourself. “and i fucking love your tummy. not only is it cute and sexy, but it’s giving me more of you to love. it’s letting me know that you’re keeping yourself healthy and not starving yourself. i love your tummy because one day it’s going to hold our child safe. i never-” rafe pauses to look you in the eye- “want you to feel insecure about your tummy, okay?”

“rafe-” you sob out, letting the tears fall free.

“let it out if you need to, my love. let out every bad thought you have about your body and replace it with my good ones until you have your own good ones. i love every inch of you. everything you see as an imperfection, i see as beautiful.”

you know better than to doubt his words, he’s candidly telling you the truth, what you look like in his eyes.

“can i keep going?” rafe asks in a minute once you calm down. you let out a nod as his hands move to your hips.

“i love these hips. i love putting my hands on them, holding you there. i love these thighs,” his hands move forward, making your breath hitch, “i love the way these thighs protect that special part of you.” he keeps a hand on your thigh while the other dives between, finding your wetness.

his finger circles your clit as you brace yourself with both hands against the counter top. “i love the way i touch one small part of you and it has your knees weakening. i love taking my tongue to your pretty pussy and tasting every drop you have to offer me.”

rafe presses his cock against your ass, unashamedly rubbing it as his hand drops lower, pressing his finger inside your entrance. “i love the way your pussy welcomes me inside because it knows we were made for each other.”

rafe adds a second finger quickly, a slightly painful stretching sensation taking over only for a moment before it becomes pleasurable again.

“i love the way your ass moves when i thrust my cock against it.” he gives an example with a particularly hard rub against your backside. “i love everything about you, baby.” his fingers speed up as he brings his other hand to rub your clit.

“and i hate that you didn’t see it. but you see it now, right? you see that you’re beautiful?” rafe asks, and when you don’t respond his fingers suddenly stop moving, making you cry out.

“say it.” rafe says, catching your eyes in the mirror. “look at yourself in the mirror and say it.”

“i’m beautiful.” you whisper, eyes shining as you for once believe it. if a man like rafe cameron can fall so deeply in love with you, can hold all these truths, for once you can believe them as well.

“louder.” rafe says, his hands regaining speed suddenly.

“i’m beautiful.” you say again, letting your full tears drop onto the counter as your clit pulses under rafes attention. “i’m beautiful!” you shout, and with that declaration, rafe bends you further over the sink, exposing your pussy to him as he slides his cock in between your folds, only removing his fingers for a short second before his cock is deep inside of you.

“you feel that baby?” rafe asks, picking up the same rhythm his fingers were thrusting to. “you say we don’t work? well baby, we fit perfectly together.” 

one hand grips your hip to help him thrust in and out as the other continues to rub at your clit, and you know you’re not going to last much longer, not after all the attention.

“my cock is meant to be inside this pussy. our hearts are meant to be together. we’re it, baby. the perfect match.”

you nod along to rafes words, agreeing in your loud moans. you know he’s right, that you were meant for each other from the way his cock hits that sweet spot inside of you with every single hard thrust.

“my beautiful baby.” rafe praises you. you meet his eyes in the mirror, meet the look of pride and pleasure mixing together on his face.

“thank you.” you mumble out. rafe seems to understand what you’re thanking him for as his thrusts increase in depth and speed, needing to feel that sweet release so he can hold you against him, kiss your face, make you feel loved in every way he can.

rafe rubs your clit faster, hoping you’re as close as he is as his cock begins to pulse inside of you. rafe forces himself to keep his eyes open as he cums, wanting to see the way your jaw is dropped open, the way your boobs sway with every thrust, the way your ass ripples every time he presses his hips into you.

rafe cums with a loud moan, and you have no choice but to follow, feeling that ultimate connection as his orgasm brings your own as you shudder, feeling his fingers continue to rub your clit through your orgasm even as his hips thrust impossibly deep inside to finish as far inside of you as he possibly can.

rafes fingers eventually slow as your heart rate also returns to normal. you push your hair out of your face and rafe gives you a toothy grin in the mirror before he slowly pulls out, admiring the way his cum drips onto the matching white bathroom floor. you know you’ll have to clean it later but right now all you want to do is lie down and rest your tired legs.

“come on baby, i got you.” rafe says, picking you up bridal style and carrying you back into the bedroom, setting you down on top of the comforter. you feel yourself blush as he shows no strain at all in lifting you. “you really are the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen.” rafe says, laying down next to you. “i just want you to see it too.”

“i do.” you tell rafe, resting your head against his chest. “i really do, thanks to you.”

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wisdom teeth

words: 1.1k

warnings: dentist, blood

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“ma’am?” the voice rings through the waiting area. your head shoots up, realizing that she must be talking to you.

“hi, how is he?” you question, slinging your purse over your shoulder and pocketing your phone.

“the procedure went completely fine. we are trying to place the gauze in his mouth now but he keeps insisting on seeing you.” the receptionist says, a slight blush to her cheeks.

“oh!” you say, eyebrows raising. 

“follow me, please.” she says, leading you back further into the building.

“he’s being quite rowdy, isn’t he?” you ask, able to hear through the shut door the incessant questions, asking where you are, asking why you aren’t with him.

“some patient react differently to the anesthesia. it’s nothing we haven’t seen before, so don’t be embarrassed, doll.” the receptionist assures you, opening the door and letting you into the post op room.

“baby! there’s my baby!” rafe says, his hair a mess over his forehead, blood dry and crusted on his chin.

“hey, rafey.” you say calmly, hoping your relaxed attitude will influence him to calm down. “i’m right here, honey.”

you cross to his bed, glancing briefly at the dental assistants, one who looks annoyed that their clean up is taking so long, but the other gives you a sweet smile.

“you’re so pretty.” rafe slurs. “i love you.”

“i love you too, honey.” you coo, taking his hand, still slightly limp, in yours. “you have to let the nice women help you though. they’re here to clean you up for me.”

“you gonna kiss me when im all clean?” rafe asks, his lower lip pouting out.

you nod. “gently though, baby.”

“what did they do to me?” rafe questions, now sitting still as the nurses wipe away the blood on his chin.

“they just took your wisdom teeth out. they were hurting you but you’ll feel all better now.” you explain softly, petting his hand and arm to calm him as the nurses continue to rub at the dried mess.

“open your mouth.” the mean looking nurse says, her voice too stern for your liking, but before you can speak up, rafe turns to her, a look of fury in his eyes.

“i will not open my mouth for you. i only do what my baby tells me to do, so fuck off.” “rafe, oh my god!” you shout as the sweet nurse cracks up. “watch your language.” “i’m sorry, but this girl was trying to flirt with me! she wanted me to open my mouth for her, can you believe that?” rafe asks, his eyes flickering between looking softly at you and glaring at the assistant.

“they just want to put some gauze in your mouth. open up and let them, sweetie.” “fine.” rafe hums, his brow scrunched together as he turns back to the nurse. “i will because my baby asked me to, not for you.”

you shake your head but smile when rafe opens his mouth, allowing them to finish cleaning up. you stay next to his bed, holding his hand firmly in yours.

“can i be alone with my baby now?” he asks them as the nice assistant tells rafe he can close his mouth now.

“we recommend waiting at least a half hour until the anesthesia wears off a bit more before trying to get him out to the car. we can leave you two in here, but try not to let him talk too much, it’s only going to cause his mouth to bleed more.” “that’ll be hard, but i’ll try. thank you.” you nod to them as they leave the room.

“rafey, be quiet for me, okay baby?” you tell him, sitting down on the side of the bed, stroking your hand through his hair to smooth it out over his forehead, back in its proper place on either side of his part.

“but i want to tell you how beautiful you are and how much i love you and how much i wanna marry you one day and how much i lov-” “thank you, rafe.” you cut him off. “you can tell me all that real soon, but for now you have to be quiet so your mouth can heal, mmkay?”

“fine, i’ll stop talking. but you did promise me a kiss.” rafe says, and then dramatically shuts his mouth before puckering his lips.

“a gentle one.” you remind him, leaning forward and pressing your lips as softly as you can against his, putting your hands on his chest to stop rafe from leaning forward and deepening the kiss.

you pull away, but before rafe can open his mouth to complain, you kiss along his cheeks, then forehead, covering his face in soft presses of your lips to keep him happy and calm.

you tuck your chin into the crook between his shoulder and neck, stroking your hand over his chest as you cuddle up to him. “i’ll talk to you to keep you entertained, yeah?” rafe nods, nuzzling into your hair. you begin to whisper stories into his ear, anything you can remember to pass the time. tales your mother told you when you were little, or recapping movies that you’ve watched enough times to remember the plot clearly.

theres a knock on the door as you straighten up, calling out for the assistant to come in. she enters the room with a wheelchair. “time to go!” “yes.” rafe says, pumping his fist in excitement. “did you here that baby? its time to go.”

“i did, rafey. remember we are supposed to be quiet though.”

“thats right.” rafe nods. “im letting my mouth heal.”

the nurse laughs gently, wheeling the chair towards the bed. rafe is able to get into it pretty much without your help, but sends the assistant a glare when she tries to push the wheelchair.

“you’re gonna take me someplace without my baby again?”

“no, honey, she’s just helping us get to the car. and then i’m gonna take you home.” you explain softly, moving to walk ahead of the wheelchair so rafe can keep you in his sight.

“we live together?” rafe asks as you help him into the passenger side seat of the car.

“we do.” you remind him, taking the buckle and strapping it across his chest. you thank the assistant, who tells you again what rafe can and can’t do over the next 24 hours, before bidding you both farewell. 

you carefully shut rafes door before rounding the other side of the car. you lean over to press a kiss to his cheek before putting the car into drive, thankful that its a short way home so you can get rafe laying and relaxing again soon.

you click the radio on, but rafe frowns and shuts it off. 

“whats wrong baby?” you question. “don’t want to listen to music?” “no.” rafe shakes his head, an adorable pout on his lips. “i want to hear more of your stories.”

you let out a soft laugh before conceding. “of course baby.”

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Teach Me // Ethan Landry*

request: Fem!reader guiding inexperienced!ethan on how to make her feel good in bed

prompts: none!

summary: ethan and you haven’t ever gone farther than kissing before. when he tells you that he’s finally ready, you’re shocked that the only thing he wants to do it learn how to make you feel good.

warnings: smut, language, cunnilingus, fingering, virgin!ethan, slight dom/sub undertones

word count: 1.2k

a/n: fem!reader, no ghostface au, i feel like this is a little awkward but im also very over critical about my writing so idk

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“You sure you’re ready? You seem a bit nervous, and I don’t wanna push you into anything that you don’t wanna do,” you said, your eyes looking down into Ethan’s as you sat upon his lap.

Ethan nodded, smiling nervously up at you. “Yeah, I- I’m ready. I want to do this, believe me. It’s just…” Ethan trailed off, his face flushing red.

“It’s just what?” you asked, gently prompting Ethan to finish his sentence.

“I’ve never done anything like this before. Like at all.”

His face was red with embarrassment, and he stared at the sheets underneath him, too ashamed to meet your eyes. You just smiled sweetly and gently tilted his head up before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, which only made Ethan blush harder.

“I know, baby. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

Ethan’s eyes practically bugged out of his head as your words. “You- you knew? H-how did you know?”

“Well you’ve said that this was your first relationship and that I was your first kiss, so I just kinda assumed. But really, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, everyone was a virgin at some point.”

Ethan nodded, his nerves starting to subside at your kind words. No matter how anxious or freaked out he was, you could always manage to help him calm down. Make him feel better. And right now was no different. Just your presence alone was calming, and being with you made him feel safe.

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right,” Ethan smiled softly, leaning into your touch when you placed your hand on his cheek.

“So, you’re okay? We can continue?” you asked, a teasing smile growing on your face as you leaned in closer to him.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Keep going,” Ethan said, his breath hitching as you trailed your hands down his chest.

You reached down, your fingers grasping his belt as you started to pull it off. Ethan’s eyes followed your every movement, not wanting to miss a second. When you reached forward to unzip his pants, Ethan’s hand reached out to stop you.

“Wait!”

You pulled away, looking up at him with eyes full of concern. “Is something wrong? We can stop if you want to.”

Ethan shook his head. “No! No, it’s not that. I just- I was wondering if I could make you feel good first?”

Your eyes widened in surprise. Most guys you’ve been with in the past only cared about their own pleasure, wanting you to make them feel good without giving a shit about your own pleasure. But here was Ethan, who’d never even been touched by someone before, seeming so desperate to make you feel good before even starting with him. You couldn’t help the smile growing on your face.

“Oh. Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure. If that’s what you want.”

Ethan nodded, an eager smile on his face, “More than anything.”

You got off of Ethan’s lap, leaning back against the pillows beside him on your bed. Ethan moved to kneel in between your legs, and you slipped off your shirt before relaxing into the mattress. Ethan’s hands hovered above your hips, his fingers twitching impatiently.

“You can touch me, baby. Don’t be shy.”

At your words, Ethan reached forward and slid your pajama shorts down, looking up at you for confirmation that this was what you wanted. You nodded, smiling down at him and running your fingers through his hair. Ethan shuddered at the feeling, practically melting beneath your touch. He brought his hands back up to your hips, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties and slowly pulling them off your body.

You shivered at the sudden cold air against your dripping core. Ethan’s eyes widened as his gaze was fixated on your pussy. He felt his cock twitch just from looking at you.

“How do I- what am I supposed to do?” Ethan asked, looking back up at you.

“Well, do you want to use your fingers or your mouth?”

You could practically see the way Ethan’s eyes lit up at the mention of using his mouth on you. He looked dazed, his eyes glossed over, as he lowered himself down to lay on his stomach, his mouth directly in front of your soaking pussy.

You smile down at him, your fingers still running through his hair. “Well, I guess that answers that, huh?”

“What do I- how do I do it?” Ethan asked, his eyes trained on you, with a sense of desperation in them that made your arousal grow even more.

“How about you just try it, and then I’ll help you if you do anything wrong? Okay?”

Ethan nodded eagerly, his hands pressing against your inner thighs to keep your legs parted as he leaned in closer. He hesitantly licked a stripe through your folds, your breath hitched at the feeling. Almost instantly, Ethan managed to get find your clit, his lips wrapped around it as he sucked on it gently, causing your grip in his hair to tighten as you let out a soft moan.

“You- you looked up how to do this, didn’t you?” you asked, trying to tease him with your words, but your breathlessness from his movements made the sarcastic bite die on your tongue.

“Maybe a little… I just wanted to be good for you,” Ethan said, before diving back in between your thighs.

“Oh, fuck!” you moaned out, your back arching as Ethan slid two fingers inside of your dripping hole. “Always- fuck! Always so good for me, baby.”

Ethan continued to lap at your clit while his fingers searched for that spot that makes you see stars. Your thighs clenched around his head as he brought you closer and closer to the edge, his fingers continually prodding your g-spot as he started sucking on your clit once more.

“Holy- fuck! I- I’m gonna cum! Fuck, don’t stop baby! I- I’m gonna-,” your words were cut off by a loud moan falling from your lips as your high crashed over you.

Your thighs quivered and your hand loosened its grip in Ethan’s hair as you sunk deeper into your mattress, pleasure and euphoria filling your being. Ethan didn’t stop his movements, his tongue continuing to lap at your cunt, wanting to savor every last drop of your release.

“Ethan… E, please,” you whimpered, gently trying to pull him away, the overstimulation starting to get to you.

Reluctantly, Ethan sat up again, his chin dripping in a mixture of your juices and his saliva. He wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand and smiled at you sheepishly.

“Sorry. Did I do something wrong?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly with nerves.

You shook your head and smiled sweetly. “No. No, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong. It was just too much.”

He smiled widely, leaning forward to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his lips, which made your stomach tingle and you felt yourself starting to grow aroused again.

“So I did good, then?” Ethan asked after pulling away.

“You did amazing, baby. You sure this was your first time?”

Ethan laughed softly at your words. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m pretty sure.”

“Well then. Guess you didn’t need me to teach you as much as you thought you would.”

He smiled awkwardly, your words flustering him. “M-maybe a few more lessons wouldn’t hurt.”

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So real, can never catch a break😔

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Rejection

Warnings: unprotected public sexy time

My chest heaves as I fight to calm myself, my fingers tight on the sinks ledge as I stare at my tear streaked face. Goddamn him. He’s nothing. A nobody. Not worth my fucking time. But that doesn’t lessen the sting of his rejection or seeing him with someone else. If it’s a show just to make me jealous then it’s working. I hate him for making me like this.

I could have anyone on this island but my body craves the one who doesn’t do relationships. The one who refuses to be tied down or commit. I could live with keeping whatever we are in private if he’d just agree not to see anyone else. The thing is.. I don’t trust him even if he did promise.

The bathroom door flies open, slapping the wall and making me jump out of my skin as I spin around. I’m too shocked to move as I watch JJ shove the door closed and lock it. When he faces me again, chills run down my spine and my toes practically curl. He’s looking at me like he wants to eat me alive.

“You’re a real piece of work.” JJ bites out, his hands balled into fists at his side and his blue eyes sparkling with anger.

“It’s your own fault.” I snap, hating how good he looks even in the dim light. The way his hair hangs in his eyes makes him look even more dangerous.

“My fault, huh? Fine.” He shoves off the wall, advancing on me in the small space as I quickly look for a place to run but it’s no use. He reaches for me but I slap his hands away.

“Let this be my fault too.” He snags the front of my top in his fist and yanks me against his broad chest.

“Don’t you dare..” I hiss, my back meeting the wall as he presses his erection into me.

“Or what?” His answering growl lights my blood on fire. I don’t get to respond because his mouth suddenly smashes against mine, his free hand in my hair to hold me in place. Every thought leaves my body while he kisses me in a way I’d never been kissed before. I’m practically melting. His tongue dives into my mouth and my knees nearly give out. I fist his shirt, needing to get even closer to him while also never letting him stop.

“Goddamn, let me in.” JJ groans, his kisses becoming even more urgent and wet. I can hardly keep up. I bite his tongue and he sucks mine into his mouth. I dig my nails into his chest and he squeezes my breast. His hands are everywhere and still not enough.

“Why are you doing this to me?” It slips out on a sob and I can’t help it. I hate the way he drives me so damn crazy all the time but he doesn’t seem bothered as his hands cup my ass.

“I need to know what you feel like.” JJ murmurs, making me moan as his lips move to my neck and he unbuttons my shorts, butterflies erupting inside me.

“I’m not having our first time in a public restroom.” I breathe, even as I let him turn me to face the mirror and watch as he tugs my shorts and panties down my thighs.

“I’m done waiting.” I feel the heat of his cock between my legs as he presses his front to my back. I lift up on my toes as he guides himself to my entrance, my body buzzing with need. For once I just didn’t want to think. I just wanted to feel.

“Please, JJ. We need to be quick.” I plead, feeling the smear of his precum between my thighs. The head finally slips inside and we both suck in a breath.

“I got you, baby, don’t worry.” JJ fists the back of my shirt, holding my gaze in the mirror as he pushes the rest of the way in. I cry out just as his hand slaps over my mouth, the burn and stretch of his cock was almost too much. No wonder he was so arrogant. His cock was massive.

“Be a good girl and stay quiet for me. Don’t want half the town getting the wrong idea about us. We hate each other, remember?” He winks at me in the mirror and I resist biting one of his fingers.

When he starts to move, grunting and groaning in my ear as his harsh pace increases, I know I’m done for.

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stepbro!rafe popping ur cherry 🫢

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Blue eyes rolled into the back of his head as Rafe pushed himself inside you for the first time. Your tight virgin pussy suffocating his dick as he stopped to admire the sight. Your knees were bent back towards your chest, pretty pink toes curled as your brows furrowed from the slight pain. Your body tensed as he pushed a little further, those long sparkly nails digging into his toned biceps.

“Rafey…” You whimper out, your voice small and fragile as step brother’s huge cock was stretching you out.

His thumb came down to your gorgeous little clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as he began to thrust into you slowly. “That feel better. Make you quit fucking whining.” His voice raspy and low as you adjusted to him , your whimpers turning into small moans of pleasure. Your eyes threatened to roll back as he pushed himself all the way inside you, your lower tummy doing backflips at how full you were.

“You feel that?” Rafe whispered as he looked into your eyes with his own dark ones. You nodded your head slowly, the thumb that was on your clit coming up to meet your slightly open mouth. “Yeah? You like the feeling of your step brother’s big cock popping your cherry.” He breathes in your ear.

“H-harder Rafey.” You managed to get out, not knowing what you were getting yourself into. The older boy, pulled back from your ear to look back at you. Your teeth between your pouty lips as he removed his thumb. A smile that would look innocent to anyone else, played across his lips. To you, that meant trouble especially when his ringed hand found your neck. He squeezed it, his smile fading as he slammed into your soaking hole.

“Don’t try and get out now. You fucking asked for it harder little slut.”

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giving virgin ethan head for the first time

I love this idea so much, thanks for the request, peach!

⊹˚ . ECSTASY … you decide to give ethan the pleasure you think he deserves. nsfw content warning

warnings: oral (m receiving)

You were sitting besides Ethan in his room, listening to him babble about things in his economics class. You hate to admit it but you weren’t completely listening to him. You were staring at him, for a long time. He still didn’t notice either. He just looked so adorable, the way he would talk with his hands flaunting everywhere to make a point or how he would flash a small smile to you every now and then.

You also hated to admit how badly you wanted to fuck him. He still didn’t notice the lack of eye contact with you. That is until you suddenly leaned in closer to his smell. He stammered, slightly backing away. “What are you…what are you doing?” He asked nervously with that stupid smile that you loved so much.

“I think you know.” You responded, letting your hand caress around the buttons of his shirt. His breath hitched from that alone.

That was minutes ago. Now, he was he laid under you, stammering words that didn’t even make sense. His hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat streaming down his face. His body twitched and bucked into your mouth as you continued to tease the tip of his cock.

“hmmhh…so good..” He moaned quietly, his hand finding a place in your hair to keep rutting his cock against your tongue. You moan though it’s muffled, due to your mouth being stuffed with his fat cock that you loved so much now.

“I’m gonna..gonna cum..” He repeats, almost trying to see if your demeanor changes to show if you didn’t want to keep going. But it didn’t change in the slightest. You continued to bob your head up and down around his dick, looking up at him through your lashes.

It sent him over the edge, causing his eyes to flutter repeatedly and his lips to part and let a long moan. He releases in your mouth, his hand holding your head still. You happily swallow every drop, letting your tongue loll out for him to see his semen dripping from it. He could nearly feel himself getting hard again.

“F-Fuck..thank you..holy shit..” You giggle in respond, swallowing the last bit and kissing his cheek.

I’m so sorry that was so short :((

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