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one thing about rafe cameron is that he needs to always maintain control. any time he feels his dominance slipping from him he will go insane. it starts with simple things, such as insisting on driving you everywhere so he always knows where you're going. anytime you buy drugs it has to be through him, he doesn't want to risk his princess getting a bad batch. and because it's clear how much he values control, it's no surprise that you always end up with your hands tied with silk above your head, rafe whispering in your ear, "shh baby, be a good girl and stay still for me, okay?"

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Hey can you please write rafe x gf reader having party at their house with few friends and they can’t keep their hands off each other, ends up gaving s”x on kitchen island and Thoper walks in on them. Smth like that you can add your ideas

thanks

omg I love this.

warnings: sexual content, dom!rafe, slight!praise

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"shhh baby," your boyfriend rafe's hushed voice whispers in your ear, tickling your senses. his strong hands make their wake down your waist, feeling all along your curves and squeezing your ass. you fight the urge to let out an instinctive moan due to his movements. the overwhelming beat of music blasting at the party you're at courses through your veins, red lights flashing all around the house, adding to the hypnotic feeling that was taking over your body.

"you have to behave," rafe tells you gently, but assertively, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine, all the way to your core. his hand slips subtly from your ass down to your lace panties, unbeknownst to the partygoers drunkenly passing by. you know that he can feel the material begin to dampen, which causes your cheeks to flush with heat that was synonymous with the warmth pulsating through your core.

"I-i want..." you trail off timidly, turning your gaze away from your boyfriend's strong stare.

"what was that baby?" you can see rafe smirk slightly in your peripheral vision, beginning to circle softly around your clothed clit. "use your words and speak up."

"I said I want you." you look up at him with doe eyes, biting your lip softly in nervousness mixed with arousal.

"you're so needy," rafe rolls his eyes, sighing as he pushes you up against the granite counter behind you. when your body hits the surface he takes the opportunity to slide his fingers into your panties, playing with your folds. you let out an uncontrollable whimper, tired of being teased for so long. "but my good girl should get whatever she wants."

his long fingers slide into your pussy, causing you to throw your head back in surprise and pleasure at the sudden intrusion. he wastes no time beginning to thrust them in and out, curving them once he reached the deepest point of your hole. your body was pulsing, wetness gushing out of you while rafe played with your pussy.

"that feels good, yeah?" rafe smirks, speeding up his movements as the sound of your pussy got louder and louder.

"mmh," you couldn't form a coherent word, your whole brain felt like mush.

"remember what I told you baby? I said use your words." his eyes darkened, sliding his fingers in and out even faster if that was possible. your eyes rolled back, legs shaking while your elbows dug into the counter so you wouldn't collapse onto the ground.

"y-yes sir. it feels s-so good," you could barely utter it out, body submitting to your climax as you felt rafe begin to rub your swollen and puffy clit.

"what the fuck is happening??" a voice interrupts your trance, rafe's fingers immediately slipping out of you, pulling your skirt down quickly. you find yourself face to face with topper, and you immediately flush with embarrassment.

"um..." you stand there dumbfounded, eyeing rafe who was currently trying to hide his soaking fingers.

what the hell.

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plsss send rafe cameron requests!!!!

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being rafe cameron's baby

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feel free to send in any coriolanus snow requests my loves 🤍 my new hyperfixation is in fact the hunger games i am obsessed

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I’m convinced you’re me- but Scorpio form

aww omg that’s so cool I’m sure ur a super sweet person :,)

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xavier teasing reader in public/when hes not supposed to... plss this man is all I can think in the moment ~

u ask and u shall receive ! this is just a blurb, but I hope it’s okay<3

warnings: suggestive but not full smut

pairing: xavier thorpe x reader

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“please, xavi..” you let out a strangled breath, your fingers tightening around the edge of your wooden desk. your boyfriend, xavier, had been teasing you all school day. he had lead a heated makeout session in the bathroom that ended abruptly when the bell rang, which had left you unsatisfied, and ever since he’s been finding ways to secretly touch you in any way he could during class. currently, he had his hand wrapped around your thigh, dangerously brushing very close to the inside of it, causing chills to erupt all over your body. he chuckled at your words, amused at seeing you so desperate.

“babe, you know we’re in class. can you wait just a little bit longer?” he smirks, giving you a mocking grin. and the way he says it, how his voice goes low and gravelly, and the grip on your thigh tightens, you know you won’t last for the rest of the class period.

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tysm for 300😁 i will be doing a celebration later 💘

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in my “in love with xavier thorpe” era

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can u write something with xavier having a hair pulling kink 😞 i wanna pull it so bad fr

YES

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pairing: xavier thorpe x reader

warnings: suggestive

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xavier thorpe moaned loudly as you moved your hips slowly while on his lap. your bodies were heatedly moving together while your lips couldn’t get enough of each other. you were currently on top of him in his art shed, knowing it was a secluded place. the sound of xavier’s groans was enough to get you feeling things, and you were now almost as needy as he was. your breath was quickening, and you reached down to tug on his belt just as a voice came from outside the shed. “xavier? are you in there?”

wednesday. oh shit. you couldn’t get caught making out with xavier in a place like this, if wednesday decided to report you, you would be in so much trouble. not to mention the sheer embarrassment alone just from getting caught in such a vulnerable position. you had to physically stop kissing xavier.

“shhhh,” you say, gesturing to outside. xavier rolls his eyes, gripping your waist and pulling you back in. you shake your head, gesturing more frantically to the problem.

“I don’t care,” xavier whispers. you curse under your breath, and take a hold of xavier’s hair and tug it back. “shut. up.” you say harshly, releasing immediately, but before you do you hear a slight groan come from Xavier’s mouth and you smirk.

“do that again.” you smile teasingly. “do what?” he bats his eyes at you innocently. you almost fold right then and there.

you smirk at him again. “you liked when I pulled your hair, didn’t you babe?” you run your fingers delicately through his hair again, completely forgetting about the fact that wednesday was right outside of the door.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” xavier licks his lips, his nails raking up and down your back. “well let’s test that theory out, shall we?”

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xavier teaching you how to paint, standing behind you and guiding your hand... this man has me feeling feelings

OMGGG YES.

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“you’re doing great,” xavier praises as he watches you from a paint splattered stool a few feet away from you while you attempt at painting a landscape similar to his latest work. you were miserably failing, but xavier was too kind to tell you.

“I need help,” you say, admitting that you weren’t doing well at all. “painting’s just not my thing. it’s yours.” you smile, complimenting his skills. “hey, c’mon, you’re doing really well. I’ll help you, if you really want.” he begins to get up from his spot on the stool, and makes his way over to you, looking down at you. “do you want me to help you?” he asks, and you almost melt at the sound of his raspy voice. “yes please,” you barely are able to make out a whisper. “well, since you said please…” he smirks, moving behind you and kneeling down. “I’ll help guide your hand. just relax.”

you get chills at the feeling of his large hand moving on top of yours, gripping onto the paintbrush. he helps guide your arm across the canvas, and he attempts at fixing the insanity you created. he eventually gets more comfortable and puts his free hand on your back, his breath ghosting on the back of your neck. you lick your lips. fuck, this was hot. the room is all to silent except for the sound of his breath and the brush against the board.

all of the sudden, he stops moving, and you furrow your eyebrows. “what-“ he stands up, and you cut yourself off. what was he doing? he puts his fingers underneath your chin, and your stomach drops. and all of the sudden, his lips are on yours and your bodies are moving together. holy shit.

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Ok so xavier. The man is vocal. Like you could be making out in the nightshades library and you would have to put a hand over his mouth because he's making so much noise. Just a little writing idea tho :)

omgomg yes.

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a/n: this is prob so bad I’m sorry💔💔

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xavier thorpe had never had any trouble being vocal. he never passed up the chance to outsmart you in the academic field. during class he would always find some way to challenge you and prove you wrong in some way. and his outspoken nature carried on into the hallways of nevermore, too, when he would call out remarks to annoy you and laughed when you grimaced at him. so it was no surprise to you when he couldn’t stop making noise even when he was underneath you in the library, his breath quickening and his hands running up and down your back as your lips were moving together in synch. there were multiple times when you had to physically stop kissing him and put your hand over his mouth because the noise of his moans had become too much. he never would shut up, would he?

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about me ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ 

olivia. they/she. bi. enfp. 18. scorpio. jenna ortega n xavier thorpe’s super sexy gf. sucker for strawberries, the weeknd, & vivienne westwood. worshipper of all women and tall men with shaggy hair.

disclaimer ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ 

i will block you if you are under 16, a pro-ana account, homophobic, racist, misogynistic, transphobic, etc.

please do NOT repost my content on ao3, wattpad, etc.

rules for requests/asks ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ 

i write: angst, fluff, smut

i don’t feel comfortable writing: forms of bigotry, incest (this includes step-sibling relationships), pedophilia, large age gaps

people i write for: xavier thorpe, wednesday addams, etc.

people i’m not comfortable writing for: billy hargrove, jason carver…

anyone else not specifically mentioned just request!!

xo, olivia💐

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xavier thorpe has a begging kink, i don’t make the rules.

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xavier thorpe has me feeling things. plsss send me requests for him.