★ Turned Tables

♡ it’s that time of year again, and kook!sweetheart!reader is here and ready to kiss for charity in her annual kissing booth! however, rafe is first in line.. and a peck on the cheek is not the only thing he’s interested in

warnings: s1!rafe, flirty banter, dirty talk, heavy petting, fingering, overstimulation, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving), hair pulling, multiple orgasms

a/n: now presenting… ‘KISSING BOOTH’ 🤍 i was so obsessed with this idea, i had came up with it last year but decided i should wait for valentine’s day to write it, so to say it’s been a long time coming is an understatement! i’m so excited for this valentine’s day celebration, i hope you all will love it <3

link: VALENTINE’S DAY CELEBRATION ໒꒰ྀི｡- ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

wc: 1.5k

“wow, it looks like cupid threw up in here.” you smiled at the familiar voice, your best friend rolling her eyes when she saw the way your cheeks heated at rafe’s teasing words. while she thought rafe was annoying and insufferable, you absolutely adored him, always laughing at his lame jokes and letting him hold you close at parties as if to let everyone know that you were off limits. “you don’t like the way i decorated the booth?” you pouted up at him as he leaned over the front counter, a smug grin gracing his features. “yeah, it’s cute..” he trailed off, “but are you really gonna kiss some random assholes for a fuckin’ dollar?”

you sighed, pointing towards the tip jar. “it’s for charity, rafe.. and i’m not really ‘kissing’ anyone, i’m barely grazing their cheek!” rafe scoffed before studying you for a moment. you were such a pretty thing, the idea of some losers waiting in line to get something as little as a peck from you made his blood boil. “how much money do you have to make today?” he was fishing in his pocket for his wallet before you even answered. “i would like to make at least three hundred dollars.” you watched him curiously as he managed to get some crisp bills out of the expensive leather.

“i’ll do you one better, and give you five hundred dollars to ditch this joint right now.” you blinked, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. “are you serious?” he dropped the money in the jar that you decorated with pink heart-shaped stickers and red rhinestones. “yeah, but i don’t just want a kiss..” he leaned down to whisper in your ear, “i’d rather see those pretty, sparkly lips wrapped around my cock instead, yeah?” you felt butterflies flutter in your tummy, your needy gaze meeting his own. “come on, baby.” he took your hand in his, his thumb rubbing into your skin.

swallowing thickly, you glanced over at your bestie. “i can’t leave her to do this all by herself..” just as you were going to apologize and tell him maybe another time, she took the money out of the jar and placed it into an envelope. “i’m gonna go turn this money in to the charity organizers and close up shop, ‘looks like the boys of kildare will have to be kissed by someone else today.” you giggled, motioning for rafe to come inside once your friend left. he wasted no time, locking the wooden door shut as you closed the window, moving the silky red curtain over the glass.

rafe’s hands were palming the soft flesh of your ass in an instant, his large hands shamelessly flipping up your skirt to get a better grip on your skin. despite the small amount of pain he drew from squeezing you so hard, you still moaned blissfully when he took you in a sloppy kiss, his tongue wetting your bottom lip in the process. “you’re so sweet, y’know that? letting me have my way with you like this.” without warning, rafe took ahold of your thighs before hiking you up onto the counter. “i’ve been wanting to know how you taste for so long..” he groaned, both of you moaning as he rubbed you through your panties.

moving your hands to run down his chest, you and rafe shared a look before he slowly peeled back the pink lace. “all i gotta do is chat you up, and you’re already soaked like this?” he laughed incredulously, “fuck, you’re just dying for it.” you couldn’t help but whimper when he gathered the pool of slick between your folds, circling your clit slow and hard before popping his digits into his mouth. “rafe!” you’re shocked but so turned on at the same time, the look of pure disbelief on your face making him smile in amusement. “as much as i’d love to eat this sweet pussy, i need to feel you wrapped around me even more.”

fingertips hooking in the waistband of your panties, rafe slid the material down your legs before placing them in his pocket. “i’m keeping these for later, ‘that alright?” you nodded frantically, spreading your thighs open for him before he stroked your glossy slit. “m’gonna stretch you out just right..” you gasped, your eyebrows knitting together as he slowly inserted his middle finger. “shit, you’re so tight.” he smiled down at you, watching as you struggled to keep your eyes open. “if you think this is a stretch, just wait til’ i have my cock inside of you.”

rafe was knuckle deep at this point, your pretty moans giving him all the encouragement he needed to insert another finger. “oh, god!” your heel clad feet began shaking when his palm met your swollen clit, the pressure making you keen. rafe fisted your ponytail, pulling your head down so you could watch him curl his digits in order to hit that soft, gummy spot inside of you. your top was out of place, your tits threatening to spill out of your bra as rafe used his free hand to keep your chin pointed down. the closer you got to your orgasm, the more you tried to pull away from him, the intensity of your climax already coiling tight in your tummy.

rafe let go of your hair and pinned you down by your hip as he pushed you over the edge, the band in your stomach finally snapping as you came undone. you cried out, your nails raking down his forearm as he hissed at the stinging sensation. “you’re doing so fucking good, holy shit!” he cursed, the sound of your slick juices making your cheeks heat. you shook and writhed beneath him, your heart beating in your ears as you felt the pure unadulterated pleasure wrack through your system. surely, it couldn’t get better than this.. right?

wrong.

rafe wasn’t lying when he said the stretch from his fingers was nothing compared to the stretch of his cock, the tip of his length now kissing your poor cervix with each thrust. “t-too much! rafe, slow down!” he ignored your pleas, instead taking your arms and pinning them to your back so you couldn’t push against his abs anymore. you swore if it wasn’t for him holding your leg up, you would’ve fallen to the ground already. “ah, nah you got it, pretty girl.” he leaned down, pressing kisses to your shoulder. “this is all you, sweetheart, you’re sucking me in like a fucking vice.” he panted.

rafe was close, but he meant what he said earlier— he needed to see you on your knees for him, he needed to see those swollen lips wrapped around his cock just like how he’s imagined for so long. just when rafe felt like he was going to fill up your cunt, he pulled out, quickly pushing you to the floor so he could use your throat instead. you’ve given him complete control, and the power to throw you around as he got you on your knees, kicking your thighs apart so he could see the mess you made between your legs. rafe nearly came when he saw you open your mouth so willingly for him, almost like it was your instinct to take him whole.

taking the hem of his shirt between his teeth, rafe kept the cotton material out of the way as he slid between your lips with ease. you were so warm and so wet, and just so, so, so pretty with your mouth full, he took a breath before tugging at the roots of your hair. “make me fuckin’ cum,” your eyes widened slightly when he whimpered, the sound making you take him even further until your nose was nudging at his base, “oh, what the fuck, what the fuck—” he was done for as soon as you swallowed around him, your eyes watering with tears as you felt the warm ropes of his seed paint your throat.

rafe kept your head in place, his jaw slack as he emptied himself inside of you. it wasn’t until you tapped on his leg that he pulled you off, a strangled gasp leaving your lips as you finally sucked in a breath. he felt dazed, just the same way you did. “damn, sweetheart, should i bribe you more often?” you laughed, accepting the hand he held out for you. standing up on shaky legs, rafe got his shorts on, helping you readjust your clothing shortly after. “you don’t have to bribe me..” despite just doing the most filthiest things you’ve ever done, you still couldn’t help but feel shy underneath the intensity of his stare.

rafe kissed you, taking your hand in his before placing another kiss to your knuckles. “come on,” he poked his head out of the booth to make sure no one was around, “let’s get you back to my place, i need to get my head between those thighs like asap.”

Uhm?!?? Yess!!! I’ll take 14 of them, NEOWWW

Kinda dark!JJ maybank x reader concept

Thinking about pervy and obsessed JJ.

JJ maybank is one of your closest friends. He's always flirty and playful, but with you it's different. With you, every little moment never feels like enough. Every time you're around, he's intoxicated.

It's not enough that he makes you laugh so hard you sound out of breath when you say his name. He craves to hear the way you would sound as he drills into you. He tries to picture the way you would whine his name when he jerks his cock.

It's not enough that JJ gets to see you in that bikini. Of course he's going to take photos and videos when he thinks no one's looking. He tries his best to be subtle about it, taking as many as he can from the low angle.

He realises later that he likes it that way. It's not a professional shoot but something you are completely unaware of. The angles may be awkward but when he's touching himself he feel's like watching you isn't such a bad idea.

And soon enough, that's exactly what he's doing, watching you through your bedroom window.

For the first few nights he just watches you sleep, so peaceful and unaware. He loves seeing you like this, but he can barely contain his excitement when he finally catches you touching himself.

From where he's hiding he definitely can't hear you, and the view isn't head on. It's not like you're standing right in front of the window hoping to be seen. Still, he thinks this is perfect. Even if his phone isn't the best quality in this lighting, JJ isn't going to miss this opportunity. Occasionally he pans the camera down to his painfully hard cock, showing the camera exactly how you make him feel.

He whines and whispers, talking to you, even though he and his phone are the only ones to hear him. He tells you how fucking perfect you are as you give him a show. He whines your name and promises when he gets his chance, he will make you feel incredible. Because while this will do for now, it's simply not enough.

Robby Keene X Reader

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, drinking

Cheater?

Your day wasn't going to well, first your car broke down- turns out you got a nail stuck in your tire- which left you late for school, so you had to call someone to help you and luckily your boyfriend Robby knew just the person which happened to be Daniel since he knew about cars.

Then if not to make matters worse some random person ran into you at lunch causing all of the contents to be spilled onto you. Though he apologized immensely it did not help the fact that half the school was laughing at you, plus it was your favorite shirt that got ruined.

Oh you think we're done? Nope not here- then your teacher informed you that you failed your quiz with a 67%. Great isn't it? So you had to retake the quiz and pass or get held back for the school year since summer was only one week away.

Which led to you having to study the whole weekend- well almost. Moon had another one of her party's except this time it was a week summer party which indicated that summer was only a week around the corner.

So you only got about 3-4 hours to study, eh not bad but not good either especially if you wanted to pass the grade and not look like a fool in front of yourself and everyone.

You slipped on your favorite glittery colored dress along with your heels and a light matched jacket to go over the dress. You were picking up Robby from his apartment since it was close to night and he didn't have a car yet.

  The drive didn't take to long before coming in vision with Robby's complex building. Robby was already waiting by the concrete stand, scrolling on his phone.

  Once he sees your car come into view he smiles and slips his phone I his back pocket before rushing up to the door and sliding in, giving you a gently peck that seems to last longer than a second.

  "Hey baby" Robby greets as he closes the door and buckles his seatbelt on.

  "Hi love, are you ready to go?" You question, making sure.

  He nods his head, placing his hand on your knee rubbing gently with the pad of his thumb "i am. You look... beautiful as always" A slight tent of red dusts over his cheeks.

  "Thank you baby, you look handsome as always" You compliment as you start heading to Moons house.

  The car ride consisted of you both blasting your favorite playlists and Robby constantly complimenting you literally after every second.

  A couple minutes later you arrived at Moons house, people already scattered over the back yard with drinks, blaring music, and different colored lights.

  Taking the keys out of the ignition you step out of your car along with Robby, walking hand in hand to the entrance Moon spots you and runs up to you both.

  "Heyyy guys I'm so glad you could make it!" She slurs before going back to her girlfriend, Piper.

  "Well... that didn't last long" Robby jokes sarcastically.

  You smile at his joke as you spot Sam and Miguel, you tug Robby towards their direction "hey guys" You motion as Sam pulls you into a tight hug.

  "Hey Y/n, Robby" Miguel nods his head in acknowledgment, before stuffing his hands in his pockets shyly.

  "Miguel" Robby tilts his head gently, as a greeting.

  "Hey babe, I'll grab us some drinks okay?" Robby whispers in your ear kissing your neck slightly.

  "Uh I'll come to" Miguel agrees as they leave both you and Sam to talk.

  In the course of literally just 3 minutes you and Sam somehow managed to get stone cold drunk- Sam ran off to go find Moon while you started drunkly dancing until someone places their hands on your waist.

  Knowing the feeling of Robby's hands which were currently not the ones on your waist you turn around to see Hawk smirking at you "oh hey Hawk- nice to see you here" You state sarcastically.

  "Just watching you princess" He smirks cockily.

  He drags his hands around your waist more "you know I have a boyfriend right?" You chuckle at his attempts.

  "He doesn't have to know, come on I know you want me princess" He says cockily.

  "Yeah no than-" but before you could get anything else out he places his lips on yours, it took a moment for you to register before you push him off of you.

  "So this is what we're doing now?" Someone's voice rings through your ears, a voice you knew all to well.

  Your eyes widen "I- no Robby this isn't what you think-" You try but Robby just scoffs and walks away.

  "No wait-" You push Hawk off of you before running to Robby as best as you could.

  "Robby stop!" You yell causing him to stop in his tracks.

  "What? What do you want? The one person I trusted- the one person I gave the last little bit of trust to and you do this? So what is it please in lighten me" He says as a couple tears fill his eyes.

  "Robby- I didn't want it- I pushed-" Your voice cracks slightly before he interrupts you.

  "Oh save it... we're over" Robby sniffles as he walks away.

  In the matter of just 3 minutes the love of your life was gone, no where to be seen. Yeah and that's when you realized your day could only get worse, it was the cherry on top.

  You ended up passing out in your car, you couldn't drive anywhere since you were wasted so deciding to wait until morning was the only option you had.

  The next morning you woke up by your alarm clock going off, quickly shutting it off you groan opening your eyes to the blaring sun, just then you felt your head start aching- terribly bad.

  "The cherry on top" You scowl as you remember the events that took place last night.

  It was around 12 so you knew Robby was at his apartment most likely, grabbing a bottle of Advil out of your glove box for emergencies you grab the bottle of water that had been sitting in your car for a couple days and swallowed it with a scowl.

  Cranking up your car you drive to Robby's, the ride was faster than you wanted it to be considering the consequences.

  But none the less you stepped out of the car grabbing a hoodie that you had and slipped it on because of the dress you still had on.

  Walking in the building you take the elevator and wait patiently for it to open to Robby's apartment level.

  Releasing a shaky sigh you step out once the elevator opens, your soon faced with Robby's door. Hesitantly you finally knock, there's some rustling behind the door before it finally opens to reveal a tired looking Robby with puffy cheeks and bags under his eyes.

  His eyes immediately turn sour once he sees you "Robby please let me explain" You start but Robby starts to shut the door before you stop it with your hand.

  "Please" You beg.

  "Fine come in." He says harshly as he allows you to come in, shutting the door behind him.

  "What do you want?" He grits his teeth.

  "Robby I didn't kiss him last night, he kissed me and I pushed him away" You say frantically, not wanting to waist time.

  "It looked like you were enjoying it" He sasses.

  "Come on Robby you know I would never hurt you like that" You whimper, fearing this would be the last time you would be talking to him.

  "I'm afraid I don't, every one else has why won't you?" He scowls, eyes full of bitterness.

  "Because I love you- and you're a huge part of me, why would I want to destroy that?" You exclaim.

  Robby's guard comes down as his arms uncross, "how do I know I can trust you if I don't actually know what happened?" He questions his eyes soften.

  "I guess you'll just have to look into my eyes" You bite your bottom lip.

  After studying your eyes and finding no sort of lies or bad intentions he pulls you into a bone crushing hug "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" He repeats over again.

  You pull away from the hug to place a gently kiss against his before pulling away and resting your forehead against his.

  "Oh and Y/n, I love you too..."

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This was requested!!!!

NSFW Alphabet: Hawk/Eli

Warnings: Mentions of smut!

NSFW Alphabet: Hawk/Eli

A= Aftercare (What he's like after sex) Hawk is pretty good with aftercare, he makes sure that you're okay. His exterior expression turns hard and tuff to caring and loving real quick, who does he think he's kidding he is a complete Teddy bear inside.

B= Body Part (His favorite body part of yours) Oh god he loves your mid waist, he loves leaving hickeys there so your parents can't see them unless your going swimming, he loves holding onto your waist when he goes down on you, he also loves gripping onto your waist while he fucks you senseless.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He loves to cum on your chest, he loves seeing his cum cover all over your perky breasts dripping onto your sides and stomach claiming you as his. He also loves when he cums in your mouth, watching you swallow his load.

D= Dirty Secret (Hawk's dirty secret) One time when you were sleeping he woke up completely hot and bothered from a wet dream so he got up and walked over to the chair in your room and slowly jerked off to the thought of you, you actually caught him but never told him, it kinda turned you on to be honest.

E= Experience (How experienced is Hawk) He's got some experience from watching porn and his imagination, so it's not hard for him to play out all of his thoughts and desires while making you feel like you're on top of the world.

F= Favorite Position (His favorite position) He loves to fuck you while you're on your side with your leg over his shoulder staring into each others eyes, he hits your spots more deeper and it makes both of your eyes roll back.

G= Goofy (Is he goofy during sex) Yeah he likes to goof around during sex, most times when he says something that doesn't make sense while your giving him the time of his life he'll usually chuckle as will you but you'll carry on like nothing happened, then you'll laugh about it afterwards.

H= Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes) It does, but he keeps it clean and slightly trimmed.

I= Intimacy (How romantic is Hawk during the moment) Hawk can be pretty romantic when during sex most of the times on birthdays, and anniversary or something like that.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation) Hawk jacks off sometimes and when he does he'll be in the middle of jerking off and he will call you moaning and whimpering on purpose so you'll come over and help him because he knows you're a whore for when he whimpers. Cheeky bish.

K= Kink (How kinky is Hawk) Hawk can be kinky, he mostly just dicks you down really rough and fast. But he loves trying every position there is and he loves light chocking and he loves to tie your arms up if you're willing.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do) His favorite place by far was in his closet while his cobra Kai friends were playing video games and screaming at his T.V. He doesn't know why he likes it so much, but he guessed it was because he had to watch you try to be quite when you came around him.

M= Motivation (What gets Hawk going) When you wear bikinis while at a pool party and your slowly smooth your body into the water soaking your hair, sometimes he can see your perky nipples through your top, no wonder he persuaded you to buy a white bikini top. But you in general can get this mans hot and bothered.

N= No (A turn off, something Hawk would never do) He would never hurt you or choke you to hard or do anything on purpose that would hurt you.

O= Oral (His preference in giving and receiving) Lets be honest he loves receiving, he loves watching your lips tighten around his cock and the way you suck his tip and edge him on, but he does love going down on you, he loves the way you moan when he teases you and fingers you while eating you out.

P= Pace (Is he fast and rough, slow and sensual; etc) Hawk is pretty rough with his motions, he can make love to you in slow motions but you both prefer fucking most of the times over making love.

Q= Quickie (Hawk's opinion in quickies/fast and rushed sex) He doesn't mind them, he likes to have quickies when you both absolutely cant wait until you get home or in the car so you'll have them during lunch or class breaks.

R= Risk (Does he like to take risks) Sure, he doesn't mind taking risks. He does like to fuck you in the janitors closet in school if you both cat contain yourselves.

S= Stamina (How long can he go for, and how long does he last) He can go a full 2 rounds of 1 hour, he can cum in thirty minutes tops and he can make you cum in twenty, sometimes ten. When using foreplay it takes about 4 hours for the whole thing, without it about 2 hours.

T= Toy (Does he like to use toys) Not really, his cock pretty much does the job. But you both experienced with your vibrator, lets just say you'll be using that more often.

U= Unfair (How much does he like to tease, does he tease) Hawk is a massive tease, he likes to watch you suffer and for you to be soaking wet before entering you. He will always edge you on during fingering or eating you out.

V= Volume (How loud is Hawk during the moment) Hawk has a big ego so he doesn't whimper unless you ride him or go down on him or he hits your special spot so deep in you. But he does the occasional moans your name in your ear and groaning.

W= Wild Card (Random head-con for Hawk) Hawk has a healthy obsession with your moans, it's like music to his ears hearing your whimpers and moans spill out like a sea of words.

X= X- Ray (Lets see what's going on in them pants shall we) A solid 7 inches.

Y= Yearning (How high is Hawk's sex drive) His sex drive is high but not annoyingly high to where he wants to fuck you for 8 hours straight every morning and night.

Z= Zzzzz (How fast does Hawk fall asleep afterwards) Hawk sometimes has trouble sleeping as thoughts will cloud his thoughts so you'll both stay up and eat or watch movies after cuddling for an hour.

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Here’s another!

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

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

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

wc: 3.3k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“so fuckin’ pretty.”

“shhh, i’m right here.”

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

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

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

Robby Keene X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: FILTHY SMUT! Choking! Rope! Just FILTHY! Season 3 Robby!

Here’s a edit to go with the one-shot pretty much! Made by me!

Birthday Wish

  Your birthday was coming soon, well in less than a couple hours. You weren't to happy to say the least, for some reason you never liked your birthday. You didn't know why but it was just I guess a normal thing for you.

  Not many people knew when your birthday, the only people that knew were Miguel which is your best friend since birth, Johnny, and you're parents.

  Even Robby your lovely boyfriend didn't know, you just didn't feel it were to important. Johnny found out when your birthday was by accident from Miguel as he had slipped it out.

  You obviously couldn't stay mad at Miguel so when he apologized you let it go. Anyways, it was just another day at school with boring students and boring teachers. But thankfully it was lunchtime so no annoying work or teachers for 45 minutes.

  You sat at a table with Miguel, Hawk, Demetri, and your boyfriend Robby. Both Hawk and Demetri left for some project due that Hawk kept complaining about; saying it was nerd sh*t.

  You picked at your dry frys on your plate until Miguel struck up a conversation "hey Y/n what are you planning on doing for your birthday in a few hours?" He questions interested.

  You look towards Miguel "nothing, I'm pro happy just going to sleep and eat" You say bluntly until Robby buts in.

  "Wait, babe it's your birthday? Why didn't you tell me?" He questions confused, as he furrows his brows together.

  You look at Robby "what? It's not a big deal. I don't worry with it anyways" you say honestly.

  "Baby it's your birthday, it's a big deal, at least to me... well now anyways" Robby states honestly.

  He looks around for a bit before biting his bottom lip and pressing his lips to your in a quick kiss before getting up "where are you going?" You question as he walks to the exit discreetly.

  "You'll see when I pick you up later!" He says as he walks out of the exit back door.

  You turn back confused to Miguel "did he just leave in the middle of lunch?" You question awestruck.

  "I think so..." Miguel says also awestruck.

  You giggle to yourself slightly as you continue lunch. The time went to pretty slowly, without Robby here it wasn't interesting nor was it fun.

  Soon after what felt like a life time the bell ring indicating for the students to leave, you happily leaped out of your seat and headed towards your car only to be greeted with Robby holding a huge bear that sat on the hood of your car as you walked towards him.

  "What's this for?" You question.

  Robby smirks "this is part of your preset for today" he says as he picks it up and hands it to you.

  "He's all yours" He says crossing his arms with the same smirk on his face as he watched your facial expressions.

  You smile brightly "Robby I love him! Can we name him Snuffles?" You question excitedly.

  Robby chuckles "he's yours princess, you can name him whatever you wish. But Snuffles is cute" He puts in.

  "Thank you baby" You smile bashfully as you sit the bear back on the hood of the car to press a kiss against Robby's lips.

  He smiles at the gesture as he leads you to the passengers side with your bear of course, he opens the door for you and closes it once you enter.

  He runs to the passenger side and slides in, he pulls your keys out of his pocket showing them to you with a smirk on his lips you gasp "you sneaky b*tch" you giggle.

  He chuckles and cranks the car up, arriving at your destination a few moments later.

  Robby gets out of the car, walks over to your side and opens the door for you as you hold the bear in one hand getting out.

  "Alright so I want you to put this on" He says taking a blind fold out of the back of his pocket before gently tying it around your head, covering your eyes.

  He grabs your waist and leads you into your house, up the stairs and to your room. Your parents weren't home and seeing as you told them you didn't like your birthday they accepted your wishes and let it go: plus they were working late which really worked out.

  Robby closed the door behind him and runs over to the curtains dimming them a little with a red blanket to illuminate the color red.

  He grabs the bear from your hands and sets it in your office chair at your desk, he places one hand on your neck and one hand on your cheek pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

  Slowly he pulls away, letting your lips linger slightly. He moves one hand from your cheek, keeping the other on your neck gently and wraps his hand in a piece of your hair before pulling it gently and placing another heated kiss to your lips causing you to let out a breathy but desperate moan.

  "What's all of this?" You question breathlessly as he pulls away from the kiss.

  "This is your birthday present silly" He smirks as he tugs the blind fold off letting you see the room.

  The bed being covers in roses, a small bag on the side of the bed and the light from the sun illuminating off of the red blanket making a red effect setting the mood more.

  Robby lifts your chin up with his pointer finger "now be a good girl and lay on the bed for me" He says sweetly, but dominating at the same time causing your breath to hitch.

  You kick your shoes off and climb onto the bed, Robby walks over to you and climbs onto the bed pushing some roses out of the way as you lay down completely.

  "You're so beautiful" He smiles, running a finger down your face stopping at your bottom lip tugging it down a little.

  He presses small kisses to your neck making sure to breathe on your neck a little causing goosebumps to arise on your skin.

  He trails kissed along your neck, the middle of your breasts, until he reaches your stomach lifting your shirt slightly.

  He trails his eyes back up to meet your turned on ones, "can I remove these?" Robby asks tugging on your jeans.

  You nod your head to in the moment "yes please" You mumble slightly causing him to smile as he unbuttons the buttons and starts tugging them down.

  He pulls them all the way off and throws them on the ground, placing both of his hands on your hips he places a kiss on your covered core.

  You moan slightly at the little amount friction causing Robby to smirk as he tugs on your underwear pulling them all the way off.

  You felt your skin getting hot and started to pant so you pull off your shirt and tank top to reveal your black bra.

  "So beautiful" Robby hums as he places a kiss on your clit slightly.

  Finally he decides to stop the torture and flick his tongue against your clit a few times while maintaining eye contact.

  "Oh my-" You moan obviously aroused by his actions.

  Robby swirls his tongue against your clit a few times before sucking slowly causing you to arch your back.

  You run your hands through his now shortish but still long hair as he continues to suck and nibble gently at your clit.

  Your hips start rocking back and forth against his mouth causing him to smirk as he hooks one arm around your waist while he runs his middle finger teasing your pussy as he slowly enters his middle finger causing you to moan.

  "Robby..." You whine out as he continues to flick his tongue against your clit not holding back on the assault.

  He maintains eyes contact as he pulls at your clit sucking firmer causing your high to spark. "Oh~" You whimper as your hips rock faster against his mouth indicating that you were getting closer.

  He slips in his ring finger which actually had a ring on it, the cold metal causing your to jump but moan as well, he had no idea how hot he could be.

  "F*ck!" You yell as both of your hands go to gripping the sheets as you rock your hips more against his tongue that laps circles around your clit not missing a spot.

  "I'm gonna cu-" You barley have time to make out as your high over flows you causing you to cum on Robbys lips and tongue.

  He rides out your high but doesn't stop causing your hips to jerk, being overstimulated "Robby I-I" You try to get out but overstimulation stops you from doing so.

  He replaces his mouth with his thumb finger rubbing circles viciously "I'm not stopping until you cum on my tongue again" He moans replacing his thumb with his lips.

  "Oahu~" you whimper out as you were sensitive.

  He pushes his fingers in your core hitting your G-spot causing you to moan "you're so wet for me Y/n, look at you got my fingers all drenched in your cum-" Robby says seductively as he continues to suck on your clit.

  You throw your head back at the dirty talk which always made you cave, "you're doing so good- does that feel good princess?" He hums keeping eye contact as he thrusts his fingers in and out harder while sucking on your clit.

  "Oh my yes! Robby amazing!" You try to form a correct sentence.

  You felt every lick, nibble and suck aware of every touch as your body was on high alert it didn't take long for you to cum again seeing as he didn't stop once after your first.

  Once you came for the second time Robby licked and swallowed every bit moaning at your taste "you taste delightful" He smirks as he sucks off his two fingers.

  He crawls back to you pressing his lips against yours and wrapping his hand gently around your throat, kissing you with full passion as you taste yourself on his tongue.

  He parts the kiss only to press more into your neck sucking slightly, creating small hickeys all over your neck and breasts.

  You flip Robby over which surprisingly he lets you do as you tug off his shirt to reveal his toned body, you press small kisses all over his neck moving down to his stomach as you go to unbuckle his pants, ready to go down on him but he stops you.

  You look up at him with doe eyes as he grabbed your hand "no princess today is all about you" Robby says as he flips you back over.

  You nod gently as he gets on his knees and tugs off his pants along with his boxers throwing them off the bed.

  His hard on slaps against his stomach causing your eyes to widen, for you to have not gotten to give him any friction he sure was hard-.

  Robby grabs your thighs parting them as he sets himself in the middle rubbing his cock along your swollen clit causing you to moan.

  He places the tip of his cock at your entrance but looks at you for confrontation, you nod your head fast "please- I want your cock" You whimper, being turned on completely changed your care button.

  Robby smirks slightly at this as he slowly slides his cock into your pussy, whimper slightly as he feels your tight walls caving in on his cock.

  "F*ck you're so tight-" He praises as he rubs your thighs staying still but moving slightly so he wouldn't hurt you.

  "Oh my-" Your eyes roll back into your head at the pleasure of how his cock stretches you out.

  Robby continues with a slow and sweet pace, you rock your hips against his cock tired of the slow pace "faster please" You whimper out.

  Robby smirks and grabs the bag that was on your table opening it and pulling out a rope, your eyes widen as he tilts his head asking if it was okay to which you nod, your eyes shinning as you were excited.

  He grabs both of your hands and ties them together before tying them to the bed post, Robby grips your hips and slams his cock into your pussy causing you to moan loudly as you tug on the rope it not even budging.

  Your mouth opens wide as your eyes roll back as he lifts up your hips and repeatedly slams his cock into your pussy hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

"Robby!-" you moan you as his cock continues to hit all the right angles.

His pace never slows, in fact he goes even faster and deeper with each thrust that you didn’t even know was possible. The bed post hitting the wall furiously as he continues to hit your sweet spot.

"Yeah? Does that feel good~?" He asks breathlessly as sweat starts running down your body’s.

You nod your head furiously not being able to speak, adding more pleasure Robby rubs your clit with the pads of his thumb: his thumb ring rubbing against your clit causing you to arch your back.

You felt even more overstimulated as you tried to squirm your way out, but it was nearly impossible with both his tight grip and the rope holding you back.

Robby grabs the top of your bra and flips it over as he continues his vigorous thrusts, both your breasts being exposed causing you to moan as Robby flicks the perky bud with his other thumb.

His cock continues to stretch you out as he hits your g-spot repeatedly, his left hand wraps around your throat slightly as he continues to pound you into another dimension.

Robby’s cock begins to twitch inside you indicating that he was close, as your walls continue to pulsate around him indicating that you were also close.

"Robby~ I’m so close~" You whimper simultaneously rolling your hips against his cock that continues to f*ck you until your shaking.

"Yeah?~ be a good girl and cum on my cock for me yeah~" Robby says seductively as his cock thrusts into you faster which you thought was impossible by now.

Robby’s hips started to burn as his cock started to twitch, the tip burning with anticipation as you finally cum around his cock at his words, your eyes closed shut as your mouth falls open small moans falling out.

Robby thrusts slow as he lets you ride out your high as much as he could before pulling out and cumming on your pussy slowly rubbing his cock against your sensitive bud initiating his high more.

Both of you take a breather as he sucks off his thumb that was soaked with your juices keeping eye contact as he moans against his finger- addicted to your intoxicating taste.

You practically melt at that action, as Robby gently undoes the knot releasing your hands. He throws it to the side and bends down connecting his lips onto yours.

His cock resting on your numb pussy as he does so, you moan into the kiss running your hand through his soft locks. Soon you both pull away catching your breaths.

"Gosh Robby that was amazing" You simp.

Robby smirks as he rests his head on your chest pressing a small kiss to your breasts "I’m glad you liked it"

"Liked it? Robby I loved it~" You chuckle slightly.

"Good because I bought us dinner as well" He smiles softly.

Don’t you just love a man that can blow your back out and feed you after?

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This requested by @peachymelon69 for her birthday! Happy birthday!!!

Robby Keene X Reader

Warnings: Making out, mentions of alcohol, and partying!

Seven Minutes

The blazing music toned down as everyone crossed in a circle, getting ready to play spin the bottle which would then turn into seven minutes of heaven.

  The rules were you spin the bottle and whoever it lands on you go in the closet with for seven minutes, you have permission to do whatever you want while doing so.

  But if you don't want to go in with that person you take two shots of vodka, which was a new rule that hawk added.

"Okay who wants to go first?" Sam who was actually already drunk slurred.

"I’ll go" Hawk smirks grabbing the empty glass beer bottle and spinning it in the middle.

Everyone watches in anticipation as the bottle starts slowing down and soon lands on.... Moon.

Hawks smile fades for a minute as his eyes sadden as he looks over at Moon, after what happened with hawk and Moon he was never the same inside, he was quite broken because he actually really cared about Moon.

Both Moon and Hawk stand up and lead each other in the closet, two minutes later you hear stuff moving around in the closet very.... shall I say vigorously.

Seven minutes later Sam knocks on the door letting them know that seven minutes were up, Hawk was first to stumble out a couple buttons missing from his flannel, heavy breathing and a small hockey forming on his neck.

Some people gasp lightly while some suppress their giggles by covering there hands over their mouths. Soon Moon walks out, messy hair and her shirt all tangled up along with her belt that was a little undone.

They sit back in the circle, still wide eyed as if they hadn’t just been making out in the closet causing you to chuckle internally at their reactions.

"Who’s next?" Mitch slurs.

"I’ll goooo" Sam yells throwing her hand up before grabbing the bottle and spinning it, only to land on Miguel.

Miguel freezes in his spot, before stuttering while Sam rushes over to him and tugs him in the closet, forcing him against the wall and pressing her lips against his before shutting the door with her foot.

Everybody chants and claps for both Miguel and Sam, Seven minutes later Moon knocks on the door and lets them out. Sam stumbles out breathlessly before taking a seat back in the circle and leaving Miguel stunned as he walks out of the closet dazed.

Taking a leap of confidence you go next, grabbing the glass bottle and spinning it. It feels like it’s an eternity and it must have felt like that to others seeing as they started groaning because it wasn’t going fast enough.

Soon the bottle slows down and lands on the one and only.... Robby Keene. Robby was kind of like one of your best friends and also someone you had a crush on too.

Robby offers you a small smile before grabbing your hand gently and leading you into the closet, closing the door behind you blocking all the yells and chants coming from now behind it.

You stand in silence for a couple seconds not knowing what to do, I mean you had the opportunity right in your hands but you didn’t know what to do nor how to act.

"Y/n... I want to confess something to you" Robby says taking your hands in his, guiding you a little bit closer.

"Yes?" You slightly yelp at the closer contact.

"It’s not easy to admit this because there might be a chance you don’t return either but, I have feelings for you" He admits, slowly lowering his voice at the end.

"I- Robby I-..." You couldn’t even get out your sentence before Robby pulls his hands away and covers up his face.

"Oh god what have I done- I knew that was a stupid idea" He shakes his head.

"Robby..." You pulls his hands away from his face and step closer to him "-I have feelings for you to" You say feeling your cheeks redden at finally admitting it.

"Really?" Robby makes sure as his shoulders relax from being tense.

You nod your head reassuring him, slowly it was like your faces were being pushed together because you soon found his lips placed on yours as you pull each other closer into your embrace.

Your arms rest on Robby’s neck as his rest just above your hips, not wanting to go any further in case you got uncomfortable as you pressed his back up against the back wall, nocking over a couple jackets before running your hands through his brown locks.

Your lips move together in a fast rhythm as you tilt your heads the opposite ways, Robby runs his tongue over your bottom lip asking for permission as you slowly open your mouth allowing him to explore your mouth, you doing the same.

Your breathing got heavier along with Robby’s as you started grinding on one another, you disconnect the kiss to pepper small kisses along his neck.

You run kisses back up his neck until you get to his jaw and start connecting your lips with his once again as one of Robby’s hands roam up to your hair tugging your head back gently so your lips were disconnected as he placed kisses down your neck and to your collar-bone.

Soon a knock was heard behind the door as you both pulled away to check yourselves before allowing the person behind the door to open it.

You squint your eyes as the blaring disco lights in the room come into view, everyone starts chanting as you both walk out of the closet noticing your messy hair and flustered state.

Sam runs over to you and grabs your hand pulling you over to where she was sitting "oh my gosh girl you did not!~" She slurs excitedly, as she knew all about your crush.

You blush slightly as a frown comes onto your face “it was only for seven minutes though" You internally chuckle at your reaction.

Her eyes widen "Seven minutes! You guys were in there for 15 minutes!"

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This was requested!!!!

This is my first request ever so I’m sorry if I’m not clear enough. 😭😭 so Ethan breaking in readers home and he’s horny he just fúcks her right then and there while she sleeps. Reader is dumb so before all of this she doesn’t really notice that ethan likes her even after several obvious hints. If you’re not comfortable with this it’s fine! You’re an amazing writer!!

i was literally about to write something similar! thanks for the request

unconscious confession — ethan landry + reader ( scream ) : ethan can’t help but touch you in your asleep

contents : smut somnophilia (DONT READ IF IT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE). non con. dark!ethan. wc 1.0k

He slid through the window that lead to your living room, treading quietly. You had a safety ladder—for fire escapes—right by your apartment, that lead to an alleyway. If it was anyone other than Ethan you should have felt concerned.

Though in all honesty Ethan’s intentions with you were not exactly honourable. Your house was dark, all the lights switched off for the night. Ethan silently stepped through your house until he reached your room. He was careful not to make a creak, even though he knew how much of a deep sleeper you were.

Ethan shut your door behind him as he finally glanced at your sleeping form. His breath hitched.

Your duvet was halfway down your body, resting by your hips as the moonlight shone through your window. He would have tried to crawl through there, but he wanted to make sure you were sound asleep before he got too close.

Your shirt was slightly ridden up, showing a sliver of your stomach. Your hair splayed out around you, as your chest slowly heaved up and down. Ethan walked closer, not taking his eyes off you.

You looked beautiful, unaware and peaceful. Ethan dragged his gaze along your face, as he brushed a stray hair from your cheek. His finger halted, continuing to brush across your cheek bone.

Ethan had always found you pretty. When you joined the group, having met everyone at Blackmore University, you fitted in wonderfully. Always a bright smile on your face as you made everyone laugh. Ethan could never take his eyes off you.

He had tried to sit closer to you whenever you all would gather. He had tried to help you with anything and everything you needed. He had dropped hints—some extremely obvious—about his feelings for you. But you just never seemed to notice him.

Ethan began to trace your face. His pointer going down the bridge of your nose, until he reached your lips. When he lightly brushed along your bottom your head shifted slightly, but you still stayed asleep, unaware of the boy beside your bed.

Ethan drags his finger to your top lip, loving the feel of the plump flesh. He drags his finger across the space between your lips, feeling a slight bit of your spit. His chest had already started heaving, as stepped closer, his knee hitting your bed, as he pried your lips open, slowly and carefully.

He then dipped his finger inside, the warmth of your mouth sent a shiver all the way through his body and straight to his dick. He began to brush over your tongue, before pulling his finger out. He was growing heavy and dazed, as your mouth stayed cracked open a fraction.

He began to shift his gaze down your body. You were just in a loose large shirt, the shape of your breasts telling him you indeed were wearing no form of a bra.

Ethan shifted to the end of the bed, grabbing the edge of the duvet by your hips and pulling it down. He then crawled onto the your mattress, his legs coming to kneel on either side of your hips. He stared down at you, tilting his head as he observed the fall and rise of your chest.

He was mesmerised, and turned on. He then placed his hands by your head, just hovering over you, his breath hitting your face. He watches you for a moment, and that’s when his morals came to call, telling him how wrong this was.

But Ethan was hard, his throat tightening at the thought of your body being on display for him. How you would feel in his hands.

Ethan leant down and placed a delicate kiss to your cheek, testing the waters. He leaned back to look at you. You didn’t even move. Ethan grinned as he began to place sloppier kisses to jaw, leading all the way to your ear. He darted his tongue out to lick your earlobe, as the feel of your skin against his tongue and lips made him want to grind into you. But he refrained, wanting to feel all of you first.

He rounded your neck, as he licked up the side. He was like panting dog just wanting your attention. He kissed and sucked on your soft skin, unintentionally leaving marks you’d probably question the next day.

Ethan’s hands dug into the mattress as he leant back to his knees. He could see his saliva glistening in the moonlight, all over your neck.

His cock was rock hard. There was no way he was stopping now. His hand touched the bare sliver of your stomach as he widens the gap, pushing your top to reveal more of you. You slightly shifted, but as Ethan grew to realise, you weren’t waking up. You were a deep sleeper indeed.

Ethan began to just touch you, tracing his hands across your skin, rubbing, and leading all the way up until he felt the bottom of your breast. He gulped as his other hand went under your shirt. He started to fondle your breasts, squeezing and and tracing your skin. He peeled your top over them, to rest, scrunched up by your neck.

Your nipples are peaked, the coldish air helping even more so. Ethan just stares for moment, trying not to orgasm right there. He was pathetic, but also desperate. His fingers began to circle around your nipples, feeling the bumpy skin. He then switched to his thumbs, rubbing across both. You shifted, the most you had. Ethan looked up to your eyes, seeing that they were still shut.

He started to quicken his pace, liking the feel your nipples. He then pinches one, earning your body to shift.

Ethan noticed the way you slightly rubbed your thighs together. You were wet, and the thought of feeling how much, made his eyes roll. He reached down to lick one nipple experimentally, before kissing your stomach. He shuffled back, eagerly reaching for the band of your loose shorts. Ethan helped you out of them, by placing a hand on your back and raising your hips. Slowly—of course.

Any sort of fast movements would most likely get to wake. Ethan began pulling the duvet completely off, along with your shorts, all the way down your legs. Goosebumps had begun to litter across your thighs and calves. Ethan dropped your shorts at the end of the bed before tracing his finger up your leg to reach the spot he’d been craving.

Fuck, he was starving. He slowly began to rub you over your panties. He went harder over your clit, going in a figure of eight. He caught a quiet whimper leave your throat. Looking up from his spot at the edge of your bed, he saw your brows had begun to knit together, as you go to rub your thighs again.

Ethan grabs your thighs, pulling you further apart so he could see. He kept one hand on your thigh while the other went back to stroking your pussy. A wet patch had formed on them, making Ethan’s pride inflate.

He settled between your legs, peeling your panties off and tossing them to the side. He spread you wider. You shivered slightly as the air surrounded your open pussy.

Ethan watches as he pulled apart your lips with two of his fingers. You were soaked, and Ethan panted at the sight. He held you open, as his thumb began to spread through your wetness, brushing over your clit repeatedly. You shifted, a moan caught in your throat. He then brought his thumb back to suck your taste off. His grin was almost scary as he leant in, licking quickly at your pussy.

Your legs shifted, but Ethan kept them held down, as he began to lap at your pussy, slow and torturous strokes of his tongue. He covered your entire pussy with his tongue, before he pushed it into your weeping hole. You sleepily moaned as Ethan pulled in and out.

He then pulled away, and kissed your inner thigh. He looked up at your face. You had a cute almost in pain look about you. Your lips pursing as your brows furrowed. Ethan’s eyes grew dark as his fantasies wandered.

He crawled up your body, finally pressing his clothed cock against your pussy. Ethan’s breath hitches. He stares at your lips, before kissing you. He sucked on your bottom lip, pulling way to take off his belt.

Your lips were red from Ethans sucking, and as he pulls his cock out, pumping himself slightly, he kisses them again. He liked kissing you, even if you were t able to kiss him back.

Ethan adjusts himself—slightly preparing if you were to wake—before he pushes the head of his cock into you. He hisses at the feeling of your warmth. Your body is hummed to life, while your mind stayed knocked out, probably dreaming your getting fucked instead.

Ethan began to slowly thrust into you, feeling you clench around him. His breathing was uneven as he uses one hand to play with your tit. Rolling it between his fingers as if this were an addiction.

You feel groggy, disorientated, and…horny. You weren’t sure what was happening. Your eyes slowly blinked awake as a pressure fills you inside. A moan slips past your lips before you could stop it. You then felt the body on top of you. But in your sleepy state all you can feel is pleasure.

You can spot messy curls in the moonlit room. And a body, thrusting into you. Your head falls further into your pillow as you whimper. You felt so good.

Ethan seemed to realise you had woken up. He was surprised you hadn’t pushed him off yet, but when he saw your heavy lidded eyes, he realised that you were a heavy mix of sleepy, confused and fucked out. He quickened his thrusts, aiming higher inside you. You choked a moan as your back arched against your bed.

Ethan didn’t dare speak, for fear of ruining whatever state you were in. He just kept thrusting, getting closer and closer to his expending orgasm. Fuck, he felt good, and you felt amazing clenching around him.

He stares down at your fucked out face, open mouth, hooded eyes, and bare body and couldn’t find it in himself to regret.

You hadn’t noticed him before. And maybe you wouldn’t even now, in your haze. But Ethan leant down and kisses you, wanting to feel you kiss him back.

And you do, head spinning with pleasure. Ethan growls into your responding mouth as your tongues clash. He didn’t regret it.

And maybe that makes him immoral, or psychotic or just simply fucked up. But he would do anything to touch you, hold you, and gather your entire attention. He thrusts harder into you, making you fall apart underneath him.

Ethan would do anything to have you kissing him. Panting against your mouth he finally spoke. “You look so pretty…y/n.”

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ex-boyfriend fratboy!rafe. god help me!

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

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

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

perhaps even they had already accepted it—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

jerking off season 1 frat!rafe in the bathroom at a party, after he begs you for some yayo

cw: frat!rafe x barry’s sister!reader, drug abuse, mentions of coke, manipulation, dubcon, sub!rafe, handjob, degradation

“Cameron. What do you want?” you raised your brows as the blonde boy approached you. He looked like he’d already had his fill of cheap beer, a faint glint of desperation in his hazy blue eyes. “You know what I want,” he said, a little too loudly, his voice cracking, “I just—I need something. Just a little.”

You tilted your head, smirk widening. You were Barry’s little sister, but everyone who knew you quickly learned you weren’t just an accessory to your brother’s business. You were your own type of crazy—sharper, quieter, and definitely more dangerous.

“Oh, now you need me,” you laughed, voice dripping with mock sweetness. You set your drink down, crossing your arms. “You owe my brother, Rafe. What makes you think you’re getting anything from me without paying up first?”

Rafe ran a hand through his messy blond hair, his confidence cracking. “I’ll pay him back. I swear. I—I really need it tonight, y/n. Please.” You chuckled, actually finding amusement in his despair. “Oh, so you’re begging me now?”

“I’m serious,” he said, leaning closer, his voice low and frantic. “I’ll do whatever. Just—help me out here.” You watched him for a long moment, dark eyes gleaming with amusement. Rafe Cameron, Kildare’s golden boy, was practically on his knees for you. And you weren’t about to let that opportunity slip through your fingers.

“Whatever, huh?” You repeated, your voice soft but dripping with something dangerous. You grabbed his wrist, tugging him through the crowd and up the stairs. The music and noise faded as you reached the second floor, pulling him into the small, dimly lit bathroom and locking the door.

Rafe’s pulse was pounding, a mix of anticipation and unease swirling in his chest. “So…?” he prompted, licking his lips. You leaned against the sink, pulling a small baggie out of your back pocket. You dangled it in front of him, smile wicked, his eyes glistening. “You still want it?”

“Yes,” he said immediately, his voice pleading. “Well,” you said, tucking the bag back into your pocket. “This isn’t charity, Cameron. If you can’t pay my brother back in cash, you’ll have to pay me another way.”

Rafe blinked, his mind pure chaos. “What… what do you mean?” You stepped closer, smile widening as you grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him down to your level. “Use your imagination.” Rafe froze, his breath hitching. For a moment, all he could do was stare at you, his hazy brain struggling to process.

But the longer he hesitated, the more your smile twisted, growing impatient. “No,” Rafe interrupted as you reached for the door again, his voice barely above a whisper. “No, I’ll… I’ll do it. Whatever you want.” You grinned, eyes gleaming with victory. “That’s what I thought.”

You shoved him against the sink, your movements confident, almost aggressive. Rafe barely had time to process before your lips were on his, the taste of alcohol and something sweet flooding his senses. At first he couldn’t believe it, his dealer’s sister kissing all over him. And he would be lying if he said that he hadn’t imagined it before, he did, but this was way better.

Pulling away, you looked at Rafe, who was still leaning heavily against the porcelain, his chest rising and falling like he'd just ran a marathon. His glazed blue eyes were wide, showing confusion and desperation.

You let the silence linger, enjoying the way he squirmed under your gaze. Then, with a low chuckle, you straightened your posture. "Unbuckle your pants," you ordered, your tone as casual as if you’d just asked him to pass you a drink. Rafe blinked, his brows knitting together. “Wha-what?"

"You heard me." You stepped closer, your small frame radiating an aura of dominance that made Rafe's stomach twist in ways he didn't entirely understand. "You said you'd do whatever, didn't you? So, go on. Prove it." His breath hitched, his hands fumbling at his belt as his brain tried to catch up with his body. The need—the raw craving—for what you had in your pocket was overpowering any sense of pride or self worth Rafe had. He was a mess, and you knew it.

You watched him struggle, your smirk widening. When he finally managed to undo the buckle and let his jeans sag around his hips, you took another step closer, your fingers grazing the waistband of his boxers. Rafe shuddered at the contact, his knees threatening to give out.

"You're so pathetic," you whispered, voice dripping with amusement as your hand slid lower, pressing against his hard cock through the thin fabric. "Look at you. Begging like a little puppy. Is this how you always are, Cameron? Or am I just special?"

Rafe didn't answer. He couldn't. His breath came in shallow gasps as your fingers worked him teasingly slow over his boxers, before finally slipping underneath it. He let out a shaky whimper, his head tipping back against the wall as your finger grazed his leaking tip. You laughed softly, a sound that sent a shiver down his spine. You were in complete control, and you loved every second of it. Maybe even more than you liked to admit.

"You're so easy," you teased, your hand wrapping around the base of his thick shaft and pumping him in a steady rhythm, Rafe biting his lip to stifle the noises that were threatening to spill out. "All that talk, all that attitude... but deep down, you're just a desperate little boy, aren't you?"

He let out a broken sound, somewhere between a groan and a whimper, his hands gripping the edge of the sink to keep himself upright while your hand sped up. Your touch was relentless, and your smirk never dropping as you watched him unravel underneath you.

"God, you're pathetic," you said again, laced with mockery. "Letting me jerk you off for some fucking yayo." Rafe growled, “Fuck you.” You let out a laugh, his sudden back talk leaving you unimpressed, “Now you wanna act all big ‘n bad with me? Shit, Rafe. You’re even more miserable than I thought.”

Rafe couldn’t hold back any longer, the urge to resist you was long gone as his hips jerked forward, thrusting himself into your hand. “Fuck..I’m gonna—“ It didn't take long for Rafe to completely lose himself, his body trembling as he released all over your hand. The white spurts of his cum covering your soft digits. You pulled back just as he collapsed against the sink, his legs barely holding him up.

You grabbed a paper towel, wiping your hands with a casualness that made Rafe's cheeks burn with embarrassment. Then, you leaned in close, your lips brushing against his ear. "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" You whispered, slipping the baggie of coke into his hand.

As you unlocked the door and slipped out of the bathroom, leaving him to collect himself, you couldn't help but feel satisfied. This definitely wasn’t the last time you two crossed paths and maybe both of you were more than fine with that.

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