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rafe cameron: pogue x kook
about: rafe cameron, the kook prince, son of ward cameron, brother of kook princess sarah cameron, hates pogues with a burning passion. he thinks they are dirty and disgusting, but he’s secretly dating one of them who happens to be john b’s sister and they get caught together.
Rafe had his hand around your throat as he was thrusting in and out of you. You were squeaking out small moans since his hand being around your throat was blocking your voice and words from coming out.
He continued fucking you senseless, sucking on your nipples as his thrusts got harder and faster.
You squeaked out another moan and he looked up at you making heavy eye contact.
“Stop making noises.” He said in a low, husky voice, turning you on even more.
You inhaled, trying to be quiet as much as possible. Both of you got to your climax’s and suddenly the door opened.
“Dude you really sucked toda--. Holy mother of christ!” JJ exclaimed.
The two of you looked over to see John B, JJ, and Pope standing there watching Rafe fuck you.
He quickly pulled out of you and tossed you a blanket to throw over yourself. He quickly grabbed his clothes and pulled you into the bathroom with him, locking the door.
John B had a dark expression on his face and quickly walked over to the door.
He banged on the door. “Open this door right now!”
“John B, calm down.” Pope walked over.
“Yeah, I mean, it’s not like your sister’s never gotten dick before.” JJ said.
John B gave him an angry look. “That doesn’t mean I want to walk in on her! Especially with Rafe! Of all people, JJ!”
“Okay, now is not the time, you guys!” Pope whisper-shouted.
John B turned around and banged on the door again.
“What the fuck, Y/N! I thought you said they’d be surfing all day!” Rafe exclaimed.
“Yeah, they were supposed to be! And Kiara’s with your sister, so I thought they wouldn’t be back until tonight!” You replied.
“Yeah, well you were fucking wrong.” Rafe said as he finished getting dressed.
“I’m sorry.” You said as you threw a big t-shirt over yourself, to cover up the fact that you were only in your underwear.
“Fuck your apology. I’m fucking done with you, Y/N.”\
Rafe opened the door and pushed passed John B, but John B immediately went after him.
“John B, stop it!” You exclaimed, grabbing on to him, JJ and Pope helping you.
“Rafe, Y/N? Seriously? Rafe?”
“I mean...Dude it was kinda hot. I’m glad I got a mental picture of that.” JJ smirked.
You and John B gave him a look while Pope punched his arm.
You looked to your brother before rushing out the door to follow Rafe.
“Rafe, wait!” You called as he got on his dirt bike.
“Go the fuck away, Y/N, I’m leaving.”
You went over to him and grabbed his hand, but he ripped it away from you.
“What the fuck are you doing? We were just hooking up, we’re not in a relationship. It’s not like I’d date a pogue anyway.” Rafe said in disgust.
“Well fucking one is worse. You were the one who wanted this anyway, Rafe, not me. You came to me begging to fuck you, so don’t act all high and mighty. And if you’re done, them goodbye and fuck you.”
You then turned away and began walking back to your house, until someone grabbed your arm and spun you around.
You looked up into Rafe’s eyes and he kissed you before turning around, getting on his bike, and driving away.
You turned around and saw your brother, JJ, and Pope on the porch, watching you, your face turning red.
John B turned and went inside of the house.
JJ began clapping and Pope shook his head following John B.
You just stood there with red cheeks and a goofy smile on your face.