starkeydoll

[starkeydoll]

perv!bsf!rafe … who’s a total loser, and soooo icky.

warnings: noncon, dubcon, that’s it i think …

he’s shameless about it too. will text you late at night about something normal, eventually coercing you into sending a picture of your face. ‘just miss my best friend, that’s all’ …. then he’s asking what necklace you have on, wanting a pic of your tank top … ‘what? i can’t wonder what you’re wearing now?’. until eventually he’s got you tilting the camera down to show off your whole body.

and he’s fisting his cock the entire time, bottom lip tucked between his teeth, eyes transfixed on the picture of you laying against your pretty sheets ... little pyjama shorts riding up your plush thighs, hard nipples poking through the thin material of your cami.

he’s coming against his stomach with an almost whimper … grabbing whatever discarded item of clothing is closest to wipe it off.

the next time you see him, you’re headed to a party. he’s pumping gas into his truck, hand on the top of the car as he looks down at you … his little passenger, through the open window. and when he pulls his wallet out to pay at the pump, you catch a glimpse of yourself. a little crinkled picture of your body tucked behind the clear panel in the leather.

‘rafe!’ you’re gasping, ‘why would you print that out?!’

and he’s laughing all sleazy, telling you you’re overreacting with a shrug … ‘s’not that serious doll, you sent the pic, can do whatever i want with it’

when you inevitably drink too much and he has to drive you home, placing you in bed like a baby, he tells you you’re ‘far too drunk to get changed yourself’ and that he’ll ‘just have to do it for you’. cock discreetly in his right hand, thumbing himself over lazily as he leans over you … left hand taking it’s sweet time pulling down your little dress.

you’re incoherently mumbling something about ‘hurrying up’ because you’re ‘tired and wanna go to bed’ and he’s smirking, swallowing back a moan as he reassures that he’s ‘going as quick as i can, doll’

it’s a shame you’re far too drunk to notice the way he’s panting … to notice the feeling of your panties being pulled down your mid thighs … don’t notice when he cums into them with a groan either, sticky white seed painting the gusset as he catches his breath and pulls them back up your hips with a hum of approval.

you’ll wake up hungover and a little confused at the way your panties stick to you, gasping when you tug them to the side and see the cum that’s been smushed up against your cunt all night.

he’s a forward thinker though, stole all your clean panties before he left … guess you’ll just have to stay in the seed stained ones.

[starkeydoll]

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