-GUN TO YOUR HEAD…

He had been tired of your constant whining and complaining the whole day. As soon as you both stepped into the house, his eyes darkened and you could tell he was being serious when he reached into his waistband and the gun you knew was tucked in it.

You swallowed, thinking the words “rafe wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.” Over and over to yourself. He glanced down at it, holding it in his hands.

“Stop your crying.” He told you with a scoff. “Get in the fucking room.” He nodded his head towards the door, you quickly nodding again, scrambling to the room as quickly as possible, tearing off your shoes as you sat on the bed, your leg bouncing up and down while you desperately tried to wipe your tears off with the back of your hand.

— r. cameron / reader

but only on camera

warnings ，[SEXUAL CONTENT 18+], afab!reader, cheating, dirty talk, unprotected sex, rafe cums inside reader and brief mentions of both reader and rafe having significant others!

✦‎ ˚ author's note ，please note that i do not condone cheating, this is purely for the sake of the story! xoxo, angel .

“fuck, baby..” rafe groaned, gripping your hip tightly as he slid his cock out before slowly pushing it back in, “atta girl, look at you taking me so well.”

in his other hand he held his phone, the flash turned on as he angled it to capture every second as he began to slowly fuck you from behind while you had your face buried in his pillows.

he felt as you clenched around his cock and he let out a shaky breath, his hand on your hip keeping your ass pressed flush against his pubic bone, “sooo fuckin’ tight, angel—“ he praised while his nails dug into your plush skin.

“look so fucking good, might have to show your little boyfriend this one,” he teased, trying to get a reaction out of you to which you just whimpered, hands reaching up to grip his maroon sheets in a tight grasp.

he’d never do that—not really. he hated your boyfriend, sure, but he cared about you and the thought of you being hurt, whether that be physically or emotionally made his stomach twist in knots. not to mention, if news about you two ever got out, he’d be fucked over too.

rafe had his own girlfriend, some prissy kook who cared more about his money than she did about him. regardless of the fact that she didn’t care much about him, she cared about their image as a couple and he knew if she found out, she’d go absolutely fucking ballistic.

“shit—“ you gasped, turning your head to where your flushed cheek was resting against the pillowcase, a shaky breath escaped your parted lips as you did your best to look back at him.

rafe looked up a few seconds later, phone still clutched tightly in his hand as he sped up his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping making your pussy flutter around his cock as you tightened your grip on his bedsheets, moaning out his name.

his hand that held your hip reached up to grab a fistful of your hair, his fingers curling around the silky strands as he tugged your head back. a whine fell from you in response as your back arched to accommodate the new position he’d put you in.

“yeah, baby—wanna see that pretty face’a yours,” he purred, his grip tightening on your hair, holding you in place as he pounded into you relentlessly.

his phone trembled in his other hand as he struggled to keep it steady, yet he refused to put it down, too determined in capturing every debauched moment as he fucked you. his new pace had your eyes rolling back and your breaths coming out in short and ragged gasps.

“harder, rafe!” you begged, your voice shaky and breathless.

from behind you, all you heard was a deep chuckle before you got the wind knocked completely out of your lungs as he complied with your request, slamming into you harder and faster than before. the bed creaked beneath you with the force of his thrusts and he tightened his grip on your hair, forcing you to crane your neck back as he continued to pound into you.

“you want it hard, angel? that it? want me to fuck this tight little pussy ‘til you’re screaming?” he huffed, his voice was low and rough but you could practically hear the smugness too.

you couldn’t respond, not even if you wanted to, your mind had fallen completely blank and any words you tried to form ended up coming out as a babbled moan or gasp.

rafe angled the phone to get a better shot of where you were connected, the wet sounds of you sucking his cock back in each time he thrusted made him let out a low groan, his own eyes rolling as his head dips back.

sucking in a sharp breath, his head lifts forward, his gaze falling on his lit up screen where he had a perfect shot of his cock as it disappeared and reappeared in your hole, “fuck—“

“look at this pretty little cunt swallowing me whole,” he groaned appreciatively, squeezing your hip roughly.

his words only received another whine from you in response as your hand reaches back, fingers pressing against his sweat slicked abs, “s’too much,” you managed to gasp.

rafe’s hand releases your hair and your head falls forward against the pillows, “too much?” he repeated breathlessly.

when you nodded, he chuckled, shaking his head while his hand that was previously tangled in your hair reaches down, his long fingers wrapping around your wrist as he pulls your hand from his body, pinning it to your back.

“rafe!” you squeaked, body instinctively squirming as you tried to free your arm to which he only tightened his grip, “nah, baby—you’re a big girl, you can take it,”

his words made your stomach flip and you moaned, head falling forward once more as you bury your face in the soft pillowcases that are slowly turning damp from your drool and sweat. your hand that was still fisted in the sheets tightened, nails nearly ripping the expensive fabric as the familiar knot began to form in your lower abdomen.

rafe felt as you clenched around him and he hissed, his grip on his phone tightening, the inside of his palm turning white with how hard he was holding it.

“you close baby?” he breathed, though he already knew the answer—he knew your body better you at this point.

when you didn’t respond, he huffed out a laugh, lifting his hand that held his phone up to get a better view of your expression as he fucked you.

the camera flashed intermittently, capturing the sweat-drenched planes of your body as he angled the phone to capture your flushed face, the way your features twisted in pleasure, plush lips parted around desperate moans made his cock twitch inside of you, “so fuckin’ gorgeous,” he grunted.

your vision blurred as the intensity of his thrusts mixed with the filthy words falling from his lips pushed you closer to the edge. his thick cock throbbing inside you, pulsating with every thrust sent you spiraling into a frenzy of lust.

“r-rafe, m’gonna..” you trailed off, unable to form a coherent sentence as the coil of tension in your abdomen wound tighter and tighter. his hand that held your wrist behind your back let go and quickly landed a harsh slap to the fat of your ass in response to your words before he tossed his phone that was still recording down onto the mattress beside you.

with both of his hands now free, he wasted no time in gripping onto your slicked hips, his blunt nails digging into your skin, leaving marks that would surely be visible by the next morning as he continued his harsh thrusts.

“don’t stop, don’t stop—“ you begged, your own hands reaching up to grasp onto his pillow, tossing it to the side, the sound of it falling onto his wooden floors barely noticeable to either of you as you drew closer to your orgasm.

rafe didn’t stop, he couldn’t if he tried. he was lost in the feeling of your tight heat enveloping him, the sight of your curves bouncing with every harsh thrust. when your muscles tightened and your body grew more stiff, he smirked to himself—knowing that with a little more encouragement, he’d have you writhing beneath him.

“that’s it, baby. fucking take it,” he grunts, reaching his hand around to rub quick circles over your clit. “wanna feel you cum all over my cock. need’a feel this pussy squeezin’ me,”

he could feel himself getting close, his muscles straining as his rhythm faltered. but he gritted his teeth, determined to hold off until he’d wrung every last drop of pleasure from your you first— “come on, sweetheart. give it to me. cum for me,”

the added stimulation of his fingers on your clit mixed with his words, so deep and practically begging for your release was the final push you needed and with one more thrust, your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. your whole body trembling beneath him as your inner muscles clamped down on his thick cock as you came undone.

rafe couldn’t help but watch, entranced, as your body convulsed under him. he’d never admit it aloud, but the sight of you like this was his favorite thing ever.

“holy fuck,” he groaned, the feeling of you clenching around his cock leaving him breathless, his muscles burning as he kept thrusting into you. his speed remaining constant as he chased his own high.

through the haze of pleasure, you managed to lift your head, turning to look up at him over your shoulder. the sight of him, sweat dripping down from his forehead, eyes squeezed shut while he panted making butterflies erupt in your stomach.

reaching your hand back, fingers wrapping around his wrist as you pull his hand from your hip and tugged him forward. his eyes snap open just as his chest collides with your back. rafe doesn’t have time to question what’s happening before you lean up and capture his lips in a desperate kiss, one so sloppy it made your cheeks burn.

he grunted softly, the sound muffled by your mouth as his hips stutter, the pressure in his abdomen growing tighter and tighter. breaking the kiss, his forehead falls against your shoulder and with a deep groan, his own orgasm crashed over him making his whole body stiffen for a moment.

hot spurts of his cum painted your inner walls and you couldn’t help but moan at the all familiar feeling, “fuck—“ he gasped, his face burying itself in your hair as his thrusts slow while riding out his high.

rafe nuzzled his face further in the crook of your neck, your hair sticking to his sweaty forehead as he peppered wet kisses along the side of your neck and down across your shoulder. reaching your hand up, your palm presses against his jawbone as your nails caress his cheek, “rafe..” you gasp.

he didn’t respond; slowing his thrusts to a stop as he panted heavily. pulling his face from your neck, he huffed out a heavy sigh as he moved his hand from your hip to the bed, using it to push himself up. slowly, he withdraws from you, he sight of his cum leaking from your stretched entrance made his heart race as he took a moment to catch his breath.

his hands come to rub soothing circles across your hips as the aftershocks of your climax slowly begins to fade. you let out a contented sigh as your body falls limp onto his mattress. he brought his hand up to wipe down his face as you reach for his phone. tapping your finger on the recording button to end the video before you add it to the private album in his camera roll.

“done,” you whispered, holding the device out to him over your shoulder, “done,” he repeated, leaning down, his palm flat against the bed as he pressed a sweet kiss to your spine before taking his phone from your hand.

      FUGITIVE!RAFE x MOTELWORKER!READER

Sweat glistened on your exposed skin, a fitted top and pair of shorts barely covering your figure as you sat in the front office of your dad's motel. The heat was unbearable, and the humidity practically suffocating, causing your hair to stick to your forehead and your clothes to uncomfortably cling to you.

normal procedure

words: 2.1k

warnings: 18+ only!!, dubcon, gynecologist!rafe, patient!reader, virgin!reader, gyno exam, fingering, p in v sex, protected sex

a/n: we can pretend that this is a roleplay scenario because obviously no real doctor would do this, lets all take a breath and remember this is fanFICTION aka not real or an endorsement by me (or my readers) of anything in this story

“oh, um-” you gulp, blinking as the fluorescent lights shine down on you.

“your feet ma’am.” he repeats, tapping the stirrups. you lift your legs, well aware that you're lacking any sort of underwear underneath your hospital gown.

your doctor secures your legs in the straps before his eyes drift to your center, now on display with your parted thighs.

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summary: Manipulated into a secret relationship with Rafe Cameron, you’re finding it much easier said than done to do the right thing and walk away…especially when he refuses to let you.

➥ Warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, abusive relationship, forbidden relationship, violence, public sex, jealousy, underage drinking, drug use, manipulation, corruption, loss of virginity, forced pregnancy, innocent reader, Heyward!reader, dad!Rafe

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Drunken mess

Pairing - Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Summary - sleeping with your best friend’s boyfriend.

Warnings - unprotected sex, cheating, hair pulling, fem receiving oral/fingering, choking. (18+)

A/n- just a little thank you for 5k, thank you to anon for the prompt/idea.

The music was loud, vibrating against the soles of your shoes that bounced against the hardwood floor. The disco ball spun above you, the light ricocheting of the walls, smoke filled the air and your lungs. Your best friend was dancing wildly in front of you, your back pressed to some girl who’s hands held you tightly by the waist, your best friend moved closer and placed her hands on your shoulders. The three of you moved in sync, you could feel the eyes of the others around you.

Perfect Where Her Rival Fails.

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Dark!Reader, Rafe Cameron x Sofia’s Bestfriend!Reader

Rafe should feel ashamed. He should feel sick to his stomach. Guilt and despair should be bubbling in his gut at what he’s doing. But it doesn’t, not even a little bit. Not even at all. This is what was meant to happen, and it feels so fucking good.

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WARNINGS: NON-CON, LOSS OF VIRGINITY, SOMNOPHILIA, exhibitionism, underage drinking, drug use, smoking, side of Topper x reader, kook!reader

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summary: you and your boyfriend’s best friend just can’t seem to get along, and your world is turned upside down when you discover he doesn’t hate you as much as you thought.

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pairing: dark!rafe Cameron x reader word count: 1.4k warnings: sexting/video call sex, gaslighting, blackmailing, revenge porn, manipulation

a/n: this was a request from an anon summary: Rafe Cameron talks you into putting on a little show for him over a Facetime call, little did you know that you would regret your decision.

You flopped down onto your bed, laying on your stomach when your phone started to continuously buzz as an incoming Facetime call rang through. Before you can even see who was trying to Facetime you, you receive a text from a man you’ve been talking to for a little over a month. the man in question being none other than Rafe Cameron.

When you opened the text, you couldn't help but smile when you were met with a message that read, "Facetime me, princess, wanna see that pretty little face". Your thumb moves across the screen and you click the 'join' button, to which, you're immediately met with the sight of his handsome face, "There she is" he grins.

"Missed me already?" you teased, earning a small chuckle from him, "Always do, princess". You playfully rolled your eyes at his response as you sat up before laying back against your pillows, "You saw me like two days ago". Rafe shrugged, "So? doesn't mean that I don't miss the sight of your pretty face".

"Now you're just being a sweet talker" you snort, laying further back against your pillows, not realizing the new angle gave him a delicious view of your tits and the way your hardened nipples were pressed against the cloth of your tank top. A small smirk forms on his lips, "I'd rather be a sweet talker than a tease".