Summary: Alive!reader gets assigned a new locker, finds Wally‘s letterman jacket and decides to keep it
Includes: Wally Clark x reader, smut
A/N: I just love Wally & Rhonda‘s friendship
"This is not what I meant when I asked for a new locker." You said, scrunching your nose in disgust.
„Yeah, it's like they haven't cleaned it in decades" Your friend dusted her hands off.
A comical cloud of dust came out of the locker, when you finally managed to open the jammed metal door. Coughing, you stepped back.
Meanwhile, unbeknown to you, two students were watching. Dead Students to be exact.
„Hey, isn't that your locker, hot stuff?" Rhonda pointed her lollipop towards the situation.
The footballer turned and nearly tripped, running over to you.
„Stop panicking, it's not like you could do anything about it anyway." The brunette rolled her eyes and started following him.
„They promised my my mum they wouldn't give my locker away and now I see some-„ Wally tried to find the right words, holding onto Rhondas arm.
She raised a brow at him „Hot cheerleaders taking over your locker ?"
„I'm serious! All the stuff I have on me is in there, what if they throw it away?" He said, watching you hold up his letterman jacket.
„You're right, they really havent cleaned this in ages." You looked at your friend.
She reached inside, pulling out a blue and white jacket. You took it from her and held it up. „It's cute don't you think? Kinda vintage."
„Oh my god. look." She pointed at the stitching at the right top. ‚Wally' it read in white italic letters. You looked at her. „You think it belonged to the stadium guy?"
„Possible? I mean there's other stuff in there. Maybe he wants it back." Your friend crossed her arms. „We could go to the library at lunch and look into the yearbooks to find out."
The bell rang, interrupting your little locker investigation.
„Sounds like a plan." You said, before walking to class.
—
Wally anticipated lunch break and already waited in the yearbook section, when Rhonda suddenly appeared next to him.
„What are you doing here? Aren't you busy catching gossip in the teachers lounge ?" he asked, cocking a brow at her in question.
She smirked. „I love gossip, but seeing your big star student slash jock ego getting crushed by two human girls is even more entertaining to me"
Wally mocked her smirk and rolled his eyes. He was about to reply when he heard you and your friend entering the aisle.
„1981, 1982- ah here Yearbook of 1983. The trophy cabinet has a table with all, the state champion teams and his name was listed in that year."
Rhonda leaned her head on Wally‘s shoulder, or at least as far as she could with their height difference. „Oh superstar, even state champion? Aww, if I wasn't dead I'd feel sorry."
„Fuck you, Rhonda." Wally scoffed, trying to concentrate on you skipping through the yearbook pages.
„Sorry I'm not into footballers, sweetheart." She sucked on her lollipop again, leaning against the shelf.
Wally took a deep breath. He was a nice guy, really and he liked Rhonda, but sometimes her attitude just got to him.
„Maybe, footballer dick is just what you need to get over your brooding and depressed mood."
Rhonda laughed. „ Ew." She pushed his shoulder.
„Turn to the exceptional students pages." Your friend said and flipped through the book.
There it was, a full double page.
In loving memory of Wally Clark stood under his picture. Fluffy black hair, chocolate brown eyes and charming smile, wearing the exact same jacket you found in your locker today.
„He's dead?" It sounded more like a questioin than a statement coming out of your mouth.
„Sad, he's sexy." You friend stated.
Rhonda nearly choked on her lollipop and Wally swallowed, before a smirk crept upon his lips.
„She did not just say that?" The shorter ghost crossed her arms.
„He is." You agreed before nudging your friend.
„You think he was a fuckboy ?" She laughed and you joined in. Taking the book from you she read the different things written about him.
„Look, this cheerleader wrote ‚He loved eating jelly filled donuts' Oh I'm sure he did" She wiggled her eyebrows.
„Well if I was born back then, I wouldn't mind him tasting my jelly filled donut." you said giggling.
After chattinf some more, the two of you put the book back and left, still giggling about the handsome footballer.
Wally's face burnt bright red and he felt like his cheeks were on fire. He knew that girls had found him cute back when he was alive, but he never heard girls talk about him like that.
„Congratulations stud, now you're a teenage girls' wet dream in two centuries." Rhonda joked and patted his shoulder.
„What do you mean ?" Wally asked nervously.
Of course he had sex before and he did like it rough, but he was in a relationship before he died and even now he only had one partner to relief his teenage hormones. Wally never wanted to use someone for their body, but this ‚trapped in the school as a ghost’ situation didn't really allow any relationships.
„What I mean is, that girls are or were obsessed with you. When you came to this school I couldn't go anywhere without the female students talk about ‚tall and sexy' you are and how hot you look during football practice." She made a disgusted face and Wally looked at her in shock.
„Oh and don't we forgot about your girlfriend back then. She was very descriptive to her friends about your dick and how exactly you used it to bring her to the edge."
Wally now leaned against the shelves, trying not to freak out.
„But that was long ago, most of the ghosts here died after me." He said, trying to make himself feel better.
„I don't know why you're freaking out so much? I should be freaking out. Of disgust." She tried to calm him.
„You're right. I just thought- I can't believe I was so naiive." he said, looking down.
„Hey Wally, you're a nice guy." she said, making him smile. „Still entitled tho."
He laughed and rolled his eyes.
—
A few days later you were able togive Wally's mother the stuff you found in his locker. She seemed like a nice woman and you felt a little emotional at how grateful she was.
Especially because you decided to keep the letterman jacket. You gave it to the dry cleaners and basically lived in it ever since picking it up. It was slightly oversized on you but extremly comfortable.
But there was also something different since you wore it. You felt... watched. Just like today, when you got dressed after swimming club.
After leaving the shower, you put a towel over the bench to sit down. You took little longer than usual and had the changing room to yourself.
Suddenly, it's like something tickled over your back, down to your hips. A pleasant sensation. You shivered, reaching for the jacket to cover yourself.
You called out for someone. But you really were alone. Your friend had joked earlier that Wally Clarks ghost would come for you, because you didn't give back his jacket. Luckily you didn't believe in ghosts and when you sat down on the bench, yet another thought invaded your mind.
You leaned back and opened your legs slightly. Wouldn't be the first time someone touched themselves in the locker rooms. The boys did it all the time after practice.
Your fingers travelled from your navel down to your already wet heat. Exploring your folds, before finding your clit, you closed your eyes. Wally Clark appeared behind your lids. He kneeled between your legs, strong hands holding your hips.
He kissed the creamy skin of your thighs upwards, the dreamiest of chocolate brown bedroom eyes looking up at you. He licked his plump lips before speaking against your folds, the vibration making you hiss out.
„Quite the unusual offer. Letting me eat you out so I'd forgive you for stealing." his tongue lapped up the wetness of your folds and one of his hands found your breasts, kneading them softly before pinching the nipple. One after one.
„Wally, please." You moaned and circled your clit faster. The feeling of being watched heightened your pleasure from the fantasy.
He sucked on your clit and his other hand also left your hip. Two of his fingers pushed inside you, pumping. „Mmmh" he moaned against your sensitive spot. You shivered and moaned his name again and again.
Goosebumps spread over your skin and you were sure his fingers would feel even better than your own. Shifting slightly on the bench, you were sure the towel underneath you was already soaked. The tight coil in your lower abdomen let you know you were close.
„If you weren't already late I'd edge you. Looking so pretty spread out for me on the bench." His fingers curled up and he switched between sucking and licking at your centre.
You came, biting down on your lower lip, so you wouldn't be heard in the nearby hallway. Opening your eyes, you adjusted to reality again and pulled his jacket together in front of your chest. You felt sick, pleasuring yourself to a dead boy. You decided to sit for a bit before redressing and drying your hair.
Wally still kneeled in between your legs. His lips glistened with your juices and he laughed „So much better than a jelly donut"
Licking his fingers clean, he tried to calm his nerves. His hard cock strained against the grey sweatpants, so he sat up and adjusted himself. He really tried holding back, knowing what he did was technically a grey zone of consent, but seeing you spread out on the bench, naked and wearing his jacket, he just couldn't not help you out. Also, you did say you wouldn't mind a few days ago.
He just wished you could see him. It made him dream on his own, about you two. Maybe on the bleachers or in the teachers lounge. Wally really liked the couch in the teachers lounge.
He watched you get dressed and waited for you to leave so he could take care of himself.
—
The thoughts of Wally haunted you throughout the next few weeks. Maybe his ghost did haunt you. So you decided to help the homecoming committee decorate the school with posters and decoration up until the late night to take your mind off it.
You fell asleep in the Gym. Waking up in the middle of the night on the hard floor you sighed. You were about to collect your stuff and leave when you heard a moan. Looking up, your jaw nearly dropped to the Floor.
Wally sat upon a gym mat, the ghost of a cheerleader who died in the 90s after dropping from a pyramid sat in his lap.
There was an obvious tent in his grey sweatpants. Her cheer skirt was tucked into the seam revealing her bare pussy with two of Wally's fingers knuckle deep inside. There was a wet spot on his crotch and the squishy noise of his fingers pumping at a fast pace hollowed in the gym.
Her moans were swallowed by his lips, hungrily devouring her mouth.
You squeezed your thighs together at the sight. Envious of the girl. Wally pushed a third finger inside, keeping the rough pace. The blonde girl reached down to rub her clit, but Wally slapped her hand away.
He pulled away from her, biting her bottom lip.
„You only get to do that when my cock has been inside of you."
Your head fell back against the wall. God, you must be really going crazy. Hallucinating or dreaming, but you couldn't tear your eyes away.
The blonde pouted. „M'sorry Wally."
He helped her climb off his lap before he stood up on the mat. She was already getting on all fours with spread knees. Meanwhile Wally pulled his sweatpants down, revealing his impressive girth. Getting on one knee behind her, he pumped himself with his head thrown back, before guiding himself inside her.
He started with slow thrusts, obviously not doing this for the first time. The blonde under him closed her eyes, mouth agape in pleasure.
Wally picked up the speed while kneading her asscheeks. Your eyes widened when he spread them, letting a string of his spit drip onto her other hole. He massaged it with his thumb and the blonde responded with screaming his name „Please, Wally. Please Please Please." she writhted under his touch as he pressed down with his thumb.
Your -or more his jacket felt too hot all of a sudden and you felt your hardened nipples against the fabric of your bra. Pressing your thighs together you tried to get some relief.
The blonde bit her lip to silence her pleas buz Wally slapped her cheek „No. No. No. Baby. I wanna hear you. Let them hear you." His hand went back to her ass.
„You can pleasure yourself now." he instructed and her fingers immediately found her clit, circling roughly.
After her first orgasm, he pulled out. His dick dripping with her juices, the head angry and red. Wally helped her turn on her back, legs draped over his shoulders, guiding just the tip inside.
She whimpered. „Please come on my tits, Wally. I want to taste you."
You bit your lip at her voice, full of need and desire.
He smirked and started jerking above her chest. Her hand joined him as he put his abover hers, guiding her how he liked it.
He groaned her name as he came. Thick spurts of his glassy cum decorating her rosy nipples, up to her chin, which she greedily licked up.
She started licking him clean. „Thank you, Wally. Mmmh." He pushed her head down further, and looked up.
You stared at him wide eyed as you made eye contact with him. At first his gaze looked dazed from pleasure, but then he thought you could see him.
But that wouldn't be possible would it? Humans can't see ghosts.
Wally tucked himself away and helped his companion fix herself, but when he turned around you were gone.
He was definitely going to seek you out tomorrow.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed, let me know in the comments & leave me some love 💕
you and jj liked to fuck to horror movies.
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the details on how it all started were fuzzy. you didn’t even like horror— could barely stomach all the jumpscares, the blood, the gore. the boy would force you to watch the films anyway (they were all he had available, all he bothered to buy anyway), loving how you would curl up next to him shakily, a firm hand on his bicep as you pressed yourself impossibly close to his side. he liked to whisper in your ear how he’d protect you, or sometimes trash you for jumping at the tamest of scares.
sometimes, when you got a little too freaked out, he’d take your face in one hand, squishing the fat of your cheeks unflatteringly as he slid his tongue into your mouth, sloppily wrapping the muscle around your own and angling to shove it deeper into your mouth. he was almost as gross as some of his movies about it, but it calmed you down right away.
one night you’d eased yourself sideways onto his lap, face hiding pathetically in the crease of his neck as you tried to block out the screen from your line of vision. jj, seemingly too interested in what was happening onscreen, surmised the best solution at that moment was to slowly reach his hand down your panties and rub slow, comforting circles onto your clit.
“jay?”
“shh, just focus on me, sweetcheeks.”
you couldn’t understand exactly how that was possible, given that every sound emitting from the tv had you near shrieking. you opened your mouth to tell him he was being ridiculous, but he caught on before you could manage— bringing his lips to your neck as he dipped his fingers into you simultaneously. you stifled a moan, head still buried in the crook of his neck.
“good?” he asked softly, eyes still glued to the screen, fingers still working their way inside of you. you managed a nod, lifting your head to look at him.
against your will, you caught sight of the movie in your peripheral, just as the movie threw another lousy jumpscare on screen. your hand flies to your mouth to conceal your scream, but jj angles his fingers against that spot in your walls at the same time, and your eyes widen as you let out a pornographic moan instead— adrenaline and fear mixing deliciously with the pleasure delivered by jj and his hands.
he stops for a second, looking down at you with his brows furrowed, the way he normally does when the wheels in his brain turn as he formulates a plan. you feel him shift under you, his hard-on now evident against the curve of your ass.
he whispers to you, “keep your eyes on the movie,”— so low you can barely hear it, but the assertiveness of it sends shivers down your spine so severe you don’t even question what was asked of you.
his hands move faster now, teeth gritted as he now watches you and your fear-filled eyes on the television. he waits, knowing another scare is soon to come up, before pressing his thumb to your clit as he pumps two fingers into your now sopping wet cunt, groaning when he feels you clench around him when you let out a scream-moan— adrenaline rushing through your veins, the foreign feeling so intense it brings you to orgasm almost immediately. jj watches you, mouth agape as he slows his movements, panting heavily as you stare at each other wordlessly. he dips to press a sloppy, wet hot kiss to your mouth before you feel him move inside you again, this time faster— desperate to get you to cum like that again.
now, every time movie night rolls around, he makes sure your back is pressed to his chest, a protective hand held at the back of your neck, ensuring your eyes stay glued on the tv, as he fucks up into you for the third time that night.
Haven’t even read it yet but rebloging cause I know it’s gonna be amazing 😩
Don’t Scream
dark!ghostface!Rafe Cameron x f!Reader
Warnings: noncon (rape), smut, forced creampie, unprotected sex, home invasion, reader is assaulted by a stranger, choking, slut shaming, degradation, knife kink, mask kink, victim blaming
Gusts of wind swirled in the air, rustling the trees and the dry leaves on the ground that crunched below the man’s heavy boots as he approached the house.
The car in the driveway and the light shining through the window upstairs let him know that someone was home, and he was willing to hedge his bets that they were all alone.
The blond came to the front door, trying the doorknob once to find, shockingly, that it was unlocked. He quietly opened the door, looking around the dark downstairs entrance before stepping in and closing the door behind him.
His breath was hot underneath his mask, and he took a moment to adjust to the sudden quiet.
Except it wasn’t quiet.
Rafe wasn’t expecting to hear a soft moan from upstairs, and he froze in place, straining to listen to hear if his ears had tricked him.
Sure enough, he heard another, this time followed by a whimper, and he raised an eyebrow in interest as his gaze trailed up the stairs and towards to source of the noise.
Climbing up the unlit stairs, he could hear the sighs of pleasure growing louder behind one cracked open door and his cock twitched in his jeans.
He could hear the steady buzz of a vibrator now, and the loud whimpers were tempting him more than he could have imagined.
But even better was the view through the crack in your door. He could see your head thrown back on the pillow, eyes closed and lips parted as you teased your clit with a small vibe. You were completely naked, one hand holding the vibe, the other tweaking one of your hardened nipples while you writhed on the sheets.
Out of all the houses on the street and this is what he walked in on? Shit, it must have been his lucky day.
Rafe reached for his jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper to palm his dick in his large hand. He tried to keep his breathing quiet beneath the mask, watching you through the darkened eye holes as he slowly began stroking his cock.
It was almost unreal how beautiful you looked touching yourself, completely unaware of the danger lurking just behind your door. Your soft, labored breaths and the way you rolled your hips as you pressed the vibe to your clit as almost enough to send Rafe over the edge alone.
But when your hand slid from your perky breasts to your throat, lightly choking yourself as you breathily moaned , “daddy, please,” something inside Rafe snapped.
He pulled the knife out of his back pocket before pushing your door open with a loud bang that made you sit up in bed, shock and fear written all over your pretty face.
His large frame took up the entire doorway, and you couldn’t see his face at all under the ghoulish mask he wore.
You were too scared to react and in an instant, he was on top of you. Trying to fight back against the stronger man was useless, and he chuckled as he seized your wrist painfully.
Before you could even cry out, the intruder held the sharp blade to your throat and you froze. Your pulse was racing, adrenaline kicking every sensation into overdrive and you couldn’t suppress the whimper that escaped your lips.
“Don’t scream.” He ordered, pressing the blade down against your skin in a warning.
It was only when his hips connected with yours and you felt his hard on against your bare cunt that you realized what his true intentions were.
Looking up at the masked man, you took a shuddering breath and hot tears came to your waterline, spilling past and trailing down your cheeks.
“Please-”
“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped, keeping the knife close to your throat when he finally released your aching wrist to yank his jeans down before pulling his boxers off.
He didn’t miss the surprise and apprehension on your face when you took in his size, but he wasn’t expecting to see a flicker of want as well.
Rafe shifted on top of you, parting your legs to fit himself between them. Your breaths were coming so fast you felt dizzy, and you were still in disbelief of what was happening.
You tensed when the man guided his tip between your slick lips. Wanting to move away, but fearing the knife at your throat, all you could do was squirm in his arms as he dragged it between your folds.
“God you’re soaked,” he groaned, taking his time rubbing the head of his cock across your cunt.
Your face burned with shame and disgust, and you tried desperately to choke down your unwanted whimpers when he nudged your already tender clit. Your tears were falling freely now and you trembled in fear at his touch.
“Why the hell are you crying, huh?” He sneered. His tip poked at your entrance and your thighs reflexively snapped around his waist, trying to slow him as you begged with your eyes.
“Guess you should’ve locked the door,” Rafe chuckled cruelly and you froze when you felt the head of his cock pushing into you.
The cry, or moan, that you let out was loud as the stranger sheathed himself inside of you in one stroke. The painful stretch made you squirm in his grasp and you heard him groan behind the mask.
Your mind went blank, tears streaming down your face as the man pushed himself deeper, his other hand coming to rest beside your head. When your hips met, he tilted back before slamming into you again and you whined, shaking beneath him. Your hands instinctively came to his shoulders, and he hissed when your nails dug into his skin.
“Or maybe you wanted this?” He wondered aloud, eyes flicking down to where your bodies connected. “So fucking desperate for cock you’d let anyone walk in and fuck you stupid.”
Your tear stained cheeks burned at his words, shame rising up in your gut when you felt yourself getting slicker around him as he built up the pace.
“N-no,” you sniffled pathetically, whimpering when he hit a spot that made you clench down around him.
Rafe finally removed the knife at your throat, tracing it down the middle of your ribcage, watching your chest rise and fall rapidly in anticipation. Your wide eyes were terrified, but your body betrayed you, and you hated the way you could feel yourself getting more wet with every push of his cock.
As much as he loved the fear and obedience the blade pulled out of you, he needed to touch you.
When he put the blade down onto the bed behind him, you took in a shaky breath, thankful to no longer have the sharp knife pressed to your neck, but his large hand quickly replaced it.
You squirmed in his arms when he grabbed one of your tits, squeezing your soft skin and pinching your hardened nipple. You whined loudly, blinking away more hot tears that slid down your cheek and chin, and dripped onto the hand at your throat.
“Look at me,” he growled, hips snapping against yours so hard that every thrust shook your body. You tried to focus your hazy eyes on the masked man above you, but you couldn’t stop blinking away your tears.
“Fucking look at me slut!” The hand at your throat jumped to your chin, harshly squeezing it as he forced you to look into the dark holes of the mask.
Like a switch flipped inside you, you jerked in his hold, elbowing him in the nose and knocking the mask out of place. Rafe cursed, releasing your throat to reach up, pull the mask off, and throw it across the room, allowing you a moment to pull away from him.
The knife fell to the floor as you scrambled across the bed screaming, “help!”, but the breath was knocked out of your lungs when his arms wrapped around your waist, roughly yanking you back underneath him.
You didn’t have any chance to catch a glimpse of him before he had pinned you face down on the bed. You sobbed as he grabbed your hips, pulling you onto your knees, one hand tangled into your hair to hold your head against the mattress while the other guided his hard cock between your legs.
You cried out when he slid into you again, trying to ignore the feeling building in your gut as he forced himself onto you.
Rafe pushed himself deep inside you, groaning at the change of angle. He bent over you, planting his elbow on the bed beside you and wrapping his arm around your throat.
You whined, reaching up to scratch at his forearm when he squeezed your windpipe too tight. His hips were snapping against your ass now, and he was hitting a spot that made you see stars.
When his lips came to your neck, nipping and sucking on the tender skin, you winced, the twisted intimacy of his actions making your stomach churn.
“I think you wanted someone to break in and treat you like the whore that you are,” Rafe sneered, and you could feel his hot breath on your cheek.
“No-” you weakly protested and he laughed when you squeezed around his cock. You knew that you were getting closer to the edge but you were still trying to fight it.
“Is that what you were thinking about, huh? Getting used by the first guy to walk through your door?”
His cruel words made you cry harder and you could feel him pulse inside you at your distress as his cock dragged along your walls. A sickening pang of guilt and disgust rose in your gut when you realized each stroke was bringing you nearer to your undoing.
You whined when his muscular arm flexed, cutting off your airway. His lips came to your cheek, messily trailing across your skin and you shuddered, trying desperately to turn away but he held you in place.
Every punishing snap of his hips rocked your body, snatching unwanted moans from your throat that made your face burn with shame.
He was whispering something in your ear but you couldn’t understand. You whimpered a string of pleas when his cock hit a spot that made your vision go white and you trembled beneath him, crying as your orgasm ripped through you.
“Shit-” Rafe groaned as you squeezed around him in waves, choking you harder and never slowing his thrusts.
“Mm please-” you whimpered, clutching at his arm as you took a gasping breath. Your sensitive cunt was spasming around his length and you shook uncontrollably as he slammed into you.
“Fucking slut,” he grunted, chuckling in disbelief. “Makin’ a mess all over my dick after putting up that pathetic fight earlier.”
You let out a sob at that, tears staining your cheeks. The humiliation was rotting you to the core and his degrading words echoed in your ears, taunting you. You felt so confused by the conflicting feelings swirling in your head.
Rafe pounded into you, his heavy balls smacking against your ass as he chased his release. His arm closed around your neck and he groaned loudly when you struggled beneath him, tensing around him.
He pushed deep inside you, gripping you uncomfortably tight as he painted your walls with his sticky seed. You whined as he held you in place, forcing you to milk every last drop from his throbbing cock.
When he finally released you, you took a gasping breath, desperate for air. Rafe pulled out of you and you didn’t get the chance to linger on the feeling of disappoint that flashed through your mind because he quickly flipped you over onto your back.
His hand wrapped around your tender throat and you cringed, fear gripping your heart that he wasn’t done with you yet.
Rafe examined your red, teary eyes and the way your lip quivered as you struggled to meet his gaze.
The man’s cold stare terrified you.
You were frozen as he leaned closer, softly pressing his lips to yours. When you reluctantly kissed him back out of fear he chuckled against your lips before slowly pulling away.
When he stood up, pulling his pants up and grabbing his knife and the mask he had thrown across the room, you laid on the bed, still in too much shock to move.
Rafe walked back to the side of your bed, smirking as he took in your broken state.
“I hope you start locking your doors. ‘Cause when I come back, I want more of a challenge.”
A/n: This was requested by @peachymelon69
Warnings: None
Your friend decided on dragging you alone with her to the Cobra Kai meet and greet, she was overly excited. Yeah you were pretty excited to but you were more so nervous you were gonna do something or say something embarrassing.
Y/f/n was excited to meet Xolo, while you were more so on the edge of meeting Jacob. You didn't know what you were going to say or ask once you met him, you decided you would just go with the flow.
Surprisingly you didn't live to far away from where they were casting the meet and greet. Only like an hour away from the they were holding it. Using your car both you and your best friend jump in the car ready to start your one hour journey ride.
"I can't wait to meet Xolo!" She squeals excitedly.
You laugh at her reaction also trying to calm yourself down. "I bet you can't wait to meet Jacobbbb" She sings his last name teasingly.
Your cheeks heat up lightly as you stop at a red light "shut up" you grumble.
"Come on just admit it!" She squeals.
"Then we'll be marrying best friends, while we're best friends!" She says excitedly.
You furrow your eyebrows "you know Xolo is dating Hannah right?" You question.
"Oh come on let a girl dream!" Y/b/f rolls her eyes.
In less than an hour you were at your destination, finding a parking spot you both get out of your car and walk inside the building.
Y/b/f squeals once she spots Xolo talking with some other fans, she practically races over towards him while grasping your hand also pulling you with her.
Jacob was standing right beside Xolo so when Y/b/f stopped pulling you, you ended up falling right into Jacob. Jacob lets out a gasp from surprise-meant.
Your eyes widen as you scurry up "crap I'm so sorry" you apologize immensely as you hold out a hand for him to which he takes, you pull him up.
Jacob lets out a chuckle "it's no problem, your friend over there is definitely obsessed" He jokes.
"But who isn't obsessed with Xolo" Jacob says placing his hand on Xolo's shoulder as Y/b/f is clinging onto Xolo.
You chuckle shyly with a little nod, "it's Uh, nice to meet you" You say awkwardly.
Jacob smiles "it's very nice to meet you...." he gestures on for your name.
"Oh Uh it's Y/n" You confirm.
He smiles "Y/n, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" He flits shamelessly.
A small blush forms your cheeks as you start to speak up "your beautiful too" you say, stopping for a minute registering what had just came out of your mouth.
Your eyes widen "oh- I meant like- okay..." You quite down as Jacob lets out a carefree laugh.
"Well thank you for the compliment Y/n, would you like to hangout sometimes?" He questions.
Your body freezes, mentally screaming in your head "yes, I'd like that" You nod shyly.
You both swap numbers while laughing over how Y/b/f is still clinging onto Xolo, in the end you had to wind up taring her off of him... but you also got lucky with Jacobs number... so it worked out.
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This was requested!!!! Requests closed for now!!!!!
Warnings? Partying! Violence! Hawk being well even more of an a**! Mentions of sex! CHEATING! Crying! Fake dating! Language!
Your phone ringing breaks you out of your humble nap you were taking after being in school all day. You groan, wondering who could possibly be calling you during your sleeping session.
Grabbing your phone from beside your bed you turn it over seeing the time being 5:00 pm, only had two hours of sleep. You had hoped for at least three hours of a beautiful nap but you knew it wouldn’t happen without any distractions.
Answering the phone, not even bothering to see who the caller ID belonged to you groaned "hello?" You ask in a husky voice because of your lovely nap you took.
"Hey Y/n! I’m having a party tonight at 6 can you come?" Moon asks excitedly through the phone, smiling you nod even though she can’t see it.
"Of course Moon! I’ll be there!" You exclaim excitedly, knowing you could never say no to Moon.
"Thanks Y/n, it’s going to be fun!" She squeals, you already knowing she is most likely jumping up and down of excitement.
Ending the call you slowly get out of bed, only having an hour to get ready. Picking out your favorite red dress you walk into the bathroom touching up your hair and outfits.
By the time you finished getting ready it was already 5:40 meaning you had enough time to drive to Moons without being late.
On the way to Moons house you get a call from Robby, pressing answer you put it on speaker keeping your eyes on the road because safe driving kids.
"Hey Robby" You say taking a left.
"Y/n hey, I need your help" Robby says as his voice fills with worry.
"Yeah? What’s wrong?" You ask curiously, worried for your friend.
"I need your help for picking out something for Sam for her birthday tomorrow, since you’re her best friend and know more about her" He asks curiously, hoping you would say yes.
"Of course!-" You sigh thanking that he wasn’t hurt, or wanted you to hide a dead body- which you totally would.... not do for him "-I’m on my way to Moons house for a party she’s having so how about we say hello and then we can leave together to pick her something up?" You suggest.
"Yeah! You are a life savor Y/n" Robby says releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
You chuckle "I’m just looking out for my friends" you say pulling up in Moons drive way seeing half the kids from the school already with drinks and diving in the pool.
"Thank you!" He says before hanging up, grabbing your purse, you get out of your car before walking up to moon who is already talking and drinking with a bunch of girls from school.
Thats what you loved about Moon, she wasn’t mean or disliked by half of the school like Yasmin was. "Y/n!" Moon yells running towards you, spilling some of her drink in the red solo cup while doing so.
"Moon!" You say excitedly as you run to her with open arms, pulling her into a warming hug.
Letting go moon starts to explain where everything is "drinks are on the table over there, and food is inside in the kitchen" she explains as she kissed your cheek and runs off.
"Have fun!" Moon yells before running back to the girls she was previously talking to.
Walking around you find Hawk, your boyfriend laughing with some of his friends "hey babe" you say walking up to him.
Hawk turns around noticing your sweet voice "hello love" he says with a small smile as he pecks your lips and wraps you in a tight hug.
He keeps his arm wrapped around you until you both part your ways getting caught up in either talking to friends or laughing and play fighting.
Not to much time goes by before Robby turns up to the party grabbing his skateboard as he walks over to you. "Y/n! Hey, are you ready to go?" He asks from your previous conversation before.
"Yeah! Let me just text Eli real quick letting him know where I went!" You say with a smile on your face as you send a message to Hawk, telling him where you were going to be and what you were doing.
Meanwhile Tory has been watching you like a hawk waiting for you to get in the right situation so she could tell Eli that she caught you cheating so she could break you both up.
It’s not that she didn’t like you, she just thought of you as a threat as if you were trying to get Hawk to join the good side again. Of course it would be nice for you to have your Eli back but you couldn’t make him do anything. You would have to love and except who he is now and be honest with him.
Tory watches as you and Robby walks over to your call getting in and driving off together. This is what she wanted and now she finally has at least something to tell Hawk and get him to turn against you.
"So the mall?" You ask as you drive down the road off of Moons street.
"That’s the plan" Robby runs his hands on his pants nervously.
"What am I gonna say?" He asks nervously as he bites at his nail.
"Hey stop that" you demand slapping his hand from his mouth.
He sighs in defeat, "just tell her how you feel from the bottom of your heart" you suggest shrugging your shoulders.
"Here practice on me, think of me as if I was Sam" you say as you stop at a red light and turn to Robby.
"Okay.... Y/n L- I uh Samantha LaRusso I am completely and utterly in love with everything about you" he says seriously as you both stare at each others piercing eyes.
It was like gravity was pushing you two together as your faces got closer together, lips almost touching before you tear away turning back to the light which was now green causing you to press the gas.
"Okay so, that was good!" You stop for a moment "-what are you thinking about getting her?" You ask curiously.
"Uh I-" Robby clears his throat "-I don’t know, I want to get her something she doesn’t have and has always wanted but never bought" he says nervously messing with his fingers.
"Okay, I know she was talking to me about wanting a necklace. What’s your budget?" You ask as your mind keeps flooding back to almost kissing Robby.
"75 bucks...." Robby mumbles.
"Okay that perfect!" You say as you take a left before finding a place to park at the West Valley Mall.
Meanwhile at back at Moon's, "are you sure?" Eli asks as he feels his heart break at what he had just heard Tory tell him.
She told him that his girlfriend, the love of his life was kissing Robby and they left together looking as if they were hooking up.
"Yeah, I’m sorry dude..." Tory says 'sincerely' as she pulls a sad face.
Hawk turns around as he takes a deep breath, taking in this new information "you saw them, locking lips one on one?" He asks not wanting to believe it.
"Yeah, dude! They were going full on out!" Tory yells defensively.
"Well then how about we get back at her?" Eli smirks mischievously even though he could feel his heart breaking at the new found 'information'.
"What are you suggesting?" Tory asks with a small smirk.
"Sleep with me"
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"Here it is!" You squeal as you show Robby the beautiful necklace Sam had been having her eye on for a while now.
"Wow it’s beautiful" Robby says mesmerized.
"I know! She’ll love it!" You say happily.
"Uh how much is this?" Robby asks the cashier who walks over to us.
"You’re in luck! This is the last one, and it’s 50% off today!" She says cheeringly.
"The price was originally 69.99$ but since its 50% off today it will be 35.86$" She says pulling the stand out of the glass box.
"We’ll take it!" Robby says with a smile.
"Great! I’ll have it ready for you, would you like to pick which necklace box?" She asks walking over to the register as we follow.
"Sure..... that one" Robby says pointing to a black necklace box with gold around the edge and a rose one of Sams favorite flowers in the middle, all in gold.
"Wow, she’s one lucky girl" The lady says with a small cheeky wink as she rings it up.
"Thank you!" We both say in sync as she hands us the bag and receipt.
"Back to the party?" You ask curiously.
"I’m pretty tired, what time is it?" Robby asks as his brows furrow.
"Um- it can’t be to late-" you say grabbing your phone out, eyes widening at the time "-crap it’s eight o’clock already?!" You say confused, as it only had felt like a couple minutes.
Your face contorts as you see that Hawk hadn’t replied to your message or even read it.
As if on whether you get a message from Aisha "I’m so sorry Y/n..." it reads as she sends a picture of a naked Tory and Hawk making out in Moons bed.
Your heart breaks as your eyes become glossy, no. You weren’t going to cry over just any boy.... but he wasn’t just any boy he was what you felt as the love of your life.
"What is it Y/n?" Robby asks concerned as he noticed your whole mood change.
"Look" you say handing over your phone to Robby letting him see the picture.
"Oh my god... I’m so sorry, Y/n" he says as his heart breaks, how could anyone ever cheat or hurt someone as beautiful as you.
He hands your phone over to you exiting out of the picture so you didn’t have to see it "it’s not your fault" you say sniffling.
You take your phone from his hands, both your hands touch each others and you make eye contact. Looking back down you send a reply to Eli "it’s over, we’re over" you hit send as you shut your phone off.
"I did it" you reply as tears you couldn’t stop rolled down your cheek.
"Hey it’s okay come here" He says pulling you into a tight hug letting your tears fall out of his shoulder.
Using one hand he turns up the radio to which as if on cue one of your favorites 'Put Your Head On My Shoulder' starts playing softly in the background.
Slowly you lift up your head, making eye contact with Robby as you both lean in once again. It felt right, you had always had a huge crush on him ever since high school and even some in high school. But you never told him in fear of him not liking you back.
Suddenly Robby’s lips press against yours as the soft music plays in the background.
You both pull away "I’m- I’m sorry Y/! I didn’t mean to take adva-" you cut him off.
"Hey- it’s okay Robby, I’ve been meaning to tell you something anyways" you say as you become hesitant not wanting to ruin your friendship.
"I used to really like you before high school, I had the biggest crush on you even sometime in high school" you say bashfully as you sit yourself up back in your seat.
"Really?!- i thought it was just me!" He yells, eyes wide.
"What?" You say confused.
"Yeah, Y/n I- you were my first love, even though I would NOT tell you in fear of a big fat slap in the face... oh and rejection" Robby says as a small blush appears on his face.
"Wow- who knows, if one of us told each other than we would most definitely be together right now" you say feeling your heart burst at the thought.
"But we can’t- can we?" He asks confused.
"Well, you like Sam and I don’t want to get between that and I.... I have Eli to worry about" you sigh.
"Okay, friends" Robby says hopefully.
"Always Keene" you smile.
"That kiss was amazing though, it kinda gave me the clarity I needed" You chuckle.
"Me too, Y/n. Thank you for... all of it tonight" He says bashfully.
"Of course anytime-" you stop feeling something wrong with that sentence "- well not k-" this time Robby interrupts you.
"I know what you mean" he chuckles.
"Hey, I know Sams not going to be at school because of a trip her dads supposed to take her on so how about we pretend to be together and see if we can get Hawk to speak up?" Robby suggests.
"That sounds- like a bada*s idea!" You chuckle causing Robby to laugh.
"It’s settled than.... girlfriend" He says with a small smirk.
"Alright boyfriend" you laugh.
Soon comfortable silence was all you heard as you dropped Robby off and drove yourself home, not even an hour later and you were home laying in your bed trying to get comfortable. You think about what tomorrow holds and you can’t help but be excited at Robby’s idea.
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Groaning you roll over to your alarm going off to which you hit stop, soon remembering what today holds. Getting up and in a new pair of clean clothes you do your daily routine and head off to school.
Entering the building you look over to see Hawk on one side of the hallway talking and laughing with his friends and in that moment your heart broke even more. The next hallway held Robby who waved at you excitedly as a boyfriend would normally do.
"Hey babe" Robby says pecking your cheek, catching the eye of Hawks friends who point you both out to Hawk.
Hawk turns around and immediately sees red as he sees both you and Robby laughing and smiling. Deciding to do something about it he walks up to you both, demandingly.
"What the f*ck are you doing with my girlfriend?" He asks angrily.
You turn around "your girlfriend?-" you yell walking up to his face "-I wasn’t the one f*cking Tori while your girlfriend was helping a friend out, so I am not your girlfriend" you say just as angry as him.
"Oh yeah? You call helping someone out by sucking their d*ck" He smirks crossing his arms.
"So what I kissed Robby? At least I had the decency to break up with you while I did" you scoff.
"Wait you what?" He says taking a step back.
"Look at your phone a*shat" you say rolling your eyes.
Eli furrows his brows before grabbing his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it and finding your messages. His face twists into a bundle of emotions, first confused, then sad, and now guilty.
"Y/n, I did not know I am so sorry" He says as his voice cracks in between.
"Yeah well sorry doesn’t cut it, you were f*cking Tori in Moon's bed for crying out loud!" You yell causing Moon to spark up.
"What?" She shrieked running over to Hawk.
"My bed?" She asked not even giving him a chance to answer him before slapping him straight across the face.
"That was velvet!" Moon yells as Hawk holds his now red; and probably stinging cheek.
"I’m sorry okay Y/n, I- Tory told me that she caught you and Robby kissing and leaving together saying that she heard that you two were going to do more than that" He says angry at himself and Tory.
You scoff shaking your head "did you really expect me to believe that?" You ask bitterly.
"Tory, did you make this up tell me NOW!" Hawk yells out the last part causing me to jump along with the other students- wait- other students.
Just then I notice a circle around us full of students recording, some even had popcorn.... even some teachers were watching while eating.
Tory steps up, head held high "yes I did, and i proudly say that. She was a threat and needed to be gone" She says smirking.
"How was she a threat?!" Hawk yells now walking up to Tory and getting in her face.
"She was changing you into a goodie two shoes!" Tory yells defensively.
"You better be glad I don’t want to fight anyone physically right now" Eli growled.
"See! That’s what I’m talking about, if I had to sleep with you to get you two away from each other I did it!" She yells throwing her hands up in the air.
"Eli can we talk in private?" You ask sincerely.
Hawks back un-tenses as he turns to you, nodding. You grab his hand and lead him into a janitors closet, turning the light on "Eli, why did you do it?" You ask looking down.
"I-I wanted to get back at you, my heart shattered once Tory told me what she did and we’ll I wanted to make you feel like I did" he admits as he starts tearing up, finally breaking.
"I’m sorry" he whimpers. You pull him into a hug, now releasing your tears as you both cry on each others shoulders.
"Can you forgive me?" Eli whimpers out.
"I can’t forgive you just yet, but with time i will" you say.
"I love you and I’ll wait for you Y/n" He mumbles into your neck as his cry’s become harder.
"I guess we just have a Poison Love"
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Thank you @peachymelon69 for requesting I hope you love it!
₊˚⊹ ♡. MDNI 18+. warnings — fem!reader, crying, oral (f. receiving)
“JJ, stop, we can’t—”
Your mumble against his lips was halfhearted, not even committed to the words you were saying as you pressed a hand to his chest to pull away from him. The drying tears streaking his face shined slightly in the moonlight filtering through the window, his eyes were half-lidded.
“Why can’t we?”
You chewed at your lip, still slick with his spit. As badly as you wanted to—desperately wanted to—the way he’d lurched forward to capture your mouth with his when he was in the middle of crying on your shoulder had told you his motives weren’t exactly pure.
“You can’t just—” He was leaning forward again, you barely dodged him, and your already fragile willpower was weakening by the second. “You’re sad, okay, this isn’t how you fix—that.”
JJ grabbed the hair at the nape of your neck, holding onto you tightly as he clumsily pulled you back to him. He was so warm. His mouth was hot and he sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, angling your head to get a better angle. You couldn’t stop the moan that you let out into his mouth, which only made him attack your lips more fervently.
It could’ve been seconds or minutes or years with JJ’s tongue exploring your mouth, you had no idea, it was like you couldn’t think when he was touching you like this. It wasn’t until he pressed his body closer to yours and you felt the outline of his dick through his shorts, shoving up against the front of your panties, that you were snapped out of it again.
You gave a pitchy whine at the pressure, pulling back, and he chased your lips with his.
“JJ—you need to—can you just—” He was interrupting you, kissing you to stop you from talking while he rolled his hips harder against yours. You held your breath to stop the loud whimper threatening to be heard, shifting your weight at the feeling of your panties sticking to you.
“Not like this, please.” Your voice caught in your throat, and this time he gave you the benefit of an answer, at least.
“Not like what?” JJ asked, still an inch from your face.
“It’s not like I don’t want you… I just mean, I don’t wanna. Y’know. Just cause you’re sad and don’t wanna think about it.”
He nodded slowly. “What if I said I already wanted ya? Would that… change your mind?” His words were slow, the look in his eyes all hazy.
You swallowed thickly. It took you a second, but you managed to shake your head. “No.”
He let out a long, slow breath, pressing his forehead against yours. If it were anyone else you’d think they were feverish, but you’d come to learn that was just JJ. He was always a million degrees, his skin was like the surface of the sun.
“Let me eat you out, then.”
You choked out: “What?”
“Please.” He mumbled. “Don’t wanna think about things. Just let me eat your pussy. It’ll feel s’good, I swear. It’ll be good f’both of us, right?”
He wasn’t waiting for an answer, not really. His fingers were sneaking up the inside of your thigh, breaching your shorts to rub you through your panties, and he gave a tiny smile as he felt your arousal soaking through. He was close enough that you were sure he could hear your heartbeat thundering, your breath picking up more than it already had. You dug your teeth into your swollen lip painfully to contain the sounds that wanted to come out.
You didn’t say anything. He just fumbled with the button of your little shorts, tugged them down a little bit, not all the way. You wanted to squeeze your eyes shut and pretend this wasn’t happening, like that way you wouldn’t be complicit in it, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him when he got down on his knees in front of you to slot his head between your thighs.
JJ didn’t even look human, with his blonde hair a total mess from dragging his hands through it, perfectly carved shoulders rippling as he held your thighs apart, his eyes half-lidded and hazy. He looked you dead in the face when he connected his mouth to you, wasting no time dragging his tongue through your folds to collect the moisture before wrapping his lips around your clit.
Whimpers and whines fell from your mouth, which had fallen open in surprise, and JJ held intense eye contact with you, watching your face and devouring every overwhelmed, pleasured expression. Every sound and tensing of your body in reaction to him spurred him on. The way your eyes rolled back, fingers wrapped in his hair for some semblance of grounding had him sliding his middle finger inside of you, pumping it in and out easily from the way you were gushing all over the couch. You jolted from the sudden stimulation, leaving your head practically empty aside from him, and his fingers, and his mouth devouring you.
When he pushed you over the edge to your relief you were crying out desperately, yanking sharply at his hair as you tried to move away from the pleasure that was overwhelming you.
“Don’t fuckin’ run.” JJ mumbled against your pussy, pulling your hips forward and flush against his face so you were forced to ride out the waves of your orgasm against his mouth, clenching around his finger as it curled inside of you.
The room was dead silent aside from the way your own heartbeat thundered in your ears, when he let your hips go and pulled your shorts back up for you. He wiped his hand off on them in a way that made you grimace, and his face caught the light and illuminated the way it glistened, his mouth and his chin and his nose shiny with your juices. The tears had dried, his red-rimmed eyes the only proof he’d been crying just some minutes prior. You stared at him with wide eyes, though he leaned forward to give you one last sloppy kiss, harshly pressing his lips to yours and prying your mouth open with his so you could taste yourself on him. Once he was satisfied, he wiped his face off with his hand, grinning.
Your fucked-out mumble was half sarcastic: “Feel better?”
He was still grinning, giving one last sniffle before he replied: “Much.”
S2!rafe cameron x kook!drug dealer! reader
summary ; so....reader's snorting a line of coke on rafe's dick, and rafe taking pill of ecstasy on reader's pussy...just two losers getting high together (2k3 words.)
warnings : mentions and using of drugs. smut (without real plot.). oral (f. receiving). minors dni.
"so why did you call me? need me for somethin’?"
“ oh please, you’re the one that needs something, when have i needed you for anything?“ after all, you were the dealer, and it was your client so you were right. “ and if you didn’t want to hear from me, you probably shouldn’t have given me your number?”
“ so what, you're just bored ? ”
“ i have something for you. ”
you shook your head, sitting comfortably on the edge of your bed. with one hand, you waved a bag with colorful tablets inside in front of him with a smile falling on your lips.
rafe's eyes lit up, as if suddenly your call was worth it.
“ it’s kinda sad that your face only lights up like that when you’re about to take drugs. ” you rolled your gaze, realizing that you now had his full attention. "you want it? of course, you do. we all know rafe cameron would do anything to get high."
“ and you like that. ” he shutted. “ when your ass is spoiled by my money.”
he came closer to take the bag but you moved your hand away, being much faster than him. he gave you one of his confused looks, his jaw clenching, all frustrated by your move. “don’t play with me like that. just give it to me.”
“ mmh, let me think ? no.” you ordered. “ you want it ? earn it. no kook privilege here.”
rafe started laughing, a nasally laughter that loudly echoed in the room, as his tongue hollowed the side of his inner left cheek with a smirk. “ i don’t beg, quit being a bitch, i don’t beg to have to ‘earn’ this shit. ”
you looked at him warily, knowing full well that he would. “ i think you’re gonna start listening, because you’d do anything to get what you want. if not, it doesn’t really matter to me, i have plenty of clients from figure eight who will pay me twice the amount you do. i just have to call them right now, just give me a sec... ”
his need for drugs was kinda sad,and you felt slightly guilty for using it against him. but as a businesswoman,you easily learned to take advantage of others' vulnerabilities, to use their weaknesses. you had been raised like that, there was nothing you could do about it. and it wasn't like rafe cameron was a nice guy. it was even he who encouraged all this violence within the island.
he finally knelt down, his icy glossy-teared gaze meeting yours, his lower lips trembling and begging you to shove the damn pill in his mouth. he could almost drool on the floor because he was so desperate for this shit.
“it’s immediately less fun when you’re the one begging.” you commented, noticing his blue eyes shine because of the impatience you were putting him through.
“ i did what you asked me to. so no more playing bef…”
“ before what? what could you possibly do? kill me? you gonna try to drown me, or maybe strangle me.. people talk y’know. look, i don’t have time for your bullshit, I’m in charge right now, this little power struggle isn’t going to get you anywhere. i’m not one of your little friends and i’m not scared of you. i don’t need your money but you need drugs, so who do you think is going to win here? get it together or get out. ”
rafe cameron hated this feeling, the way you making him feel shitty, the way you felt so superior to him with your worlds. it was — too much, too humiliating for him.
he was seething, a mixture of rage and sadness, but above all need and weakness. he needed this drug, as much as he needed you to give it to him now. you were terribly making the blood boil in his bulging veins. his body was tense, and inside his mouth, it was foaming. you could see he could die from this. he would have liked to be able to use violence on you, but he was incapable of doing so. you held him helpless.
"you’ve never been in this position before, but don’t worry, you’ll get used to it."
you brushed aside the strands of his bangs. “just look at that face, you are pretty, i’ll admit it” you traced his lips with your thumb, brushing it softly. with a mocking tone, you said. “ i don’t get how anyone could be intimidated by you, you’re such a baby. or maybe you’re just like this with me. ”
“ don’t call me that. ”
“then don’t give me a reason too. you’re not better than anyone. now relax, let’s just have fun." and you placed a colored pill against your tongue before pulling your lips over his, slowly sliding and driving the drug into his mouth.
you pressed your tongue against his in a mixture of dripping drool, pushing the colored pill against both of your mouths as they sought each other, sharing each other's taste. you claimed him, as you slobbering directly in his tongue, sucking the pill that had passed from one mouth to the other, from his saliva to yours, slipping in your lips and outside his, before returning to him. “ open up, rafe.” and you released the drug down his throat.
you leaned back, a trickle of saliva stretching from his tongue to your parted and swollen lips. you were breathing heavily as if he had stolen your breath during the kiss.
“ we're not done yet. " you replied in his ear, giving his earlobe a lick.
you sat on the edge of the bed again, removing your skirt and panties before spreading your thighs to let him view your perfect and sweet pussy. you placed a new pill on your tongue, caged around your two fingers before a load of drool caused the drug to slide just between your cunt.
“oops, so clumsy.” you scoffed. " you wanna get that or should i ?"
he moved closer, settling between your thighs but you grabbed his face, gently squishing his cheeks like a little boy. “i know with an ego as big as yours it’s hard to say thank you. you should try using your manners once in a while ”
“ stop trying to mess with me, just give me the damn pill.”
“ mmh…asking like that ? surely not. ”
you wedged the drug between the slits of your wet cunt lips. you could feel rafe’s burning gaze on your thighs, but also that this whole situation was turning him on deeply. drugs as much as sex.
he needed that taste again. he was addicted to it. “come on, get your shit.”
and you didn’t need to say it twice, before his mouth was rushed against your pussy, claiming it as his tongue prodding your lips to find the aphrodisiac candy. you moaned at the feeling of him wrecking your dripping cunt, lapping in it through the pill of drugs. you clenched around him, as he slurped into your soppy folds. he slipped it into his mouth, before giving your pussy a strong and heavy lick, while he gripped your left thigh. his nose was big enough to lolling your clit, getting him so ticklish, to gently caressing your skin. the wet tip brushing it. your hips moving at his messy pace. the way he sucked you was just — so good.
you were completely on cloud, the vision of his dirty face buried between your legs, his sweaty bangs ghosting his forehead, his teeths gripping into your cunt, as his tongue circling around your clit, wetness smeared sloppily through his jawline making you even more wet, and getting him hyped by your little and pretty moans that fell into your lips. the slurpy noises of his mouth devouring you in sync with your desperate voice, tongue smacking your bud. you let your hands hold him in a tight hold in his hair, as you lost yourself against him.
your legs were caged above his broad shoulders, while your hips slapped his cheeks harshly. you were sensitive, gurgling and trembling under the weight of his warm tongue as it touched your sensitive spot to the deep, slurping every single drop of juice dripping in and out of your sweet needy cunt. he lapped every corner as a dog, wrapping and curling his breathy lips around your pulsating bud, groaned everytime he feels it tense around him. and jesus — he loved your damn taste.
his breath was warm, fanning over your spreaded slit which was soaked directly on his tongue. his hold was tightened, literally digging into your flesh, as his mouth filled you so well. she looked even bigger in you, getting her way further in your insides. he was so starved, sucking and sucking as your taste was making him feel even more high than drugs. you could literally see stars, and draw them. your vision was blurred as you reached heaven.
his tongue was heavy and slobbery against your dripping pussy, mixed between his own saliva and your own wetness, which made his entire jaw shiny with the mixture. and with that, the ecstacy effect began to build, making the pleasure even stronger and hotter.
the way your body arched as he eaten your pussy like he hadn’t touched anything, licked anything in months.
you had re-slipped a pill to give him even more of an appetite, feeding him like a starving man. you could feel his short cutted grunts against your pussy, as your hips rubbed his face.
your head was spinning, and your stomach was spiraling. it felt so good, but you were so lost. the drugs, the sex, rafe, everything was wonderfully good. why go to heaven when you have everything here?
rafe had never felt so good, he loved cocaine, he cherished this drug that he had broken and which he could no longer live without. but honestly, he liked drugs in general, anything that would make him high and unstable. he needed this to survive.
he sometimes dreamed of being clean, but it was impossible. all this shit was too much — too important for him. when you came in his mouth, releasing all your heavenly juices on his tongue, you blocked his breath by pulling him harder against your soaked and juicy cunt, forcing his throat to gasp, and swallowing everything that came to his cavity.
“ i want to try something with you.” you said in a lower tone, as you reach his pants, his hard and thick dick stretching the fabric.
he followed your gaze to his boner, not aware of what you were talking about, but the way your eyes were fully gawking at it, getting him even more excited, especially with the effect of drugs inside his mind.
“ i want to get high on your cock. doing a line on it…will you let me ? ”
“ you're sick.”
“ well duh, i hang out with you, don’t i?. ”
“ give me that coke, gonna get the line for ya. ” he offered as you handed him the drug.
he couldn't help but sniff the smell of the coke, as his nose was plunged into the white powder, making him even harder.
you can see the volume of his size growing against your eyes. “ can't you stop it, actually ? ”
“ don't be funny. ”
you took down his pants and his boxers. his cock was tense and big, fully erect right in front of your face. he placed the drug in a straight line on his flesh, while you salivated, watching the powder disperse over him.
“ stay still, rafe. ” you gently shouted.
“ do you really think i can control it ? hurry the fuck up. ”
“ don't stress me out. it's my first time doing this. ” you replied as you lowered your face above his stiffened cock, feeling the tense of his body through the hard rock. his curvy tip flopping some precum drop in the air, as your nose pointed toward the drugs.
it was the first time you experimented something like that, and you felt giddy about it. you blocked one of your nostrils before snorting the entire line at once,while rafe held your head during the whole process. his hand gripping tighter in your hair when the coke reached your nose. and you giggled the next second and doing it again just to feel the sensation another time. his dick twitched against your cheeks, tapping your skin with some lazily slaps.
you were about to step back, when he pulled you away by the neck, your hair falling over his grip, and face leaning toward him. “ already done ? don't run away. you gotta clean up your mess first ”
you lapped his cock to get him clean, rolling your tongue over his sensitive length, the fat shaft throbbing over your mouth, as your saliva soaked him. .
you were high — mouth licking innocent with stoned-looking filled with dizzy eyes. you needed more. but the moment you were about to talk, rafe came between your lips, spurting his warm loads inside you.
“ you wanted a thank you ? here it is. now we're done. ”
“ we all know that you will come back to me. ”
“ babe.” he cutted. “ you wish i came back for you’, but we all know why i came back. ”
“ pretend to not like it if you want, but don't forget to say my name when my taste will still drip from your mouth while you're kissing others. ”
“ glad that you're aware that you're not the only one. now, i'm leaving. don't call me. ”
“ don't need to call you when you will be at my door like a dog. ”
“ do i really have to put my dick in that mouth to shut you up ? or you gonna be a big girl and do it alone ? ”
“ oh oh. seems like you’re just looking for an excuse to do it, but your dick isn’t big enough to keep me quiet.”
“ not big enough ? ” he repeated with a smirk. “ keep talking, sweetheart before i'm gonna stretch that mouth open to death with that not-big-enough dick. ” he came closer, towering you with his height “ glad that you love yapping because after that, i can promise you that you will have something to talk for the entire year. now open that mouth. bigger. want to be a whore ? then make daddy fit in. ”
NO THANK YOU FOR MATCHING MY FREAKY DEAKY SELF !!!
call sub!rafe a “good boy” and he’s busting 🙂↕️
likeeeeee i could see you riding him, moving your hips in a teasingly slow pace and he’s writhing under you, begging for you to ride him faster
“nuh uh, what do you say?” you’d taunt, wrapping your hand around his throat, squeezing just enough to make him groan, “p-please mommy, need you to—fuck…need you to gimme more”
“good boy,” you’d coo, watching as his eyes roll back into his skull at the name
I’m so here for this, need this asap
where are the zed necrodopolis fics that embrace his zombie traits?? where’s the “angst” where he’s pounding you hard and his hunger and lust just get so mixed up that he goes in for a bite??