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𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: enemies to ???, fluff

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: non-idol!heeseung x fem!reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none

𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: ik its kinda similar to the jealousy one but yeah just wanted to post this

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Pe was always a nightmare because of Heeseung, the most annoying guy in your entire grade. He had this way of always getting under your skin, like he made it his life’s mission to drive you crazy. Today was no different. You had just finished tying your shoes when he walked up to you with that signature smirk. Before you could say a word, he snatched your phone right out of your hands and held it above his head, way out of your reach.

"Heeseung, give it back!" you yelled, jumping up to try and grab it.

He just grinned wider, looking down at you like this was the best thing that had happened to him all day. "Relax, I’ll give it back," he said, like he was doing you some huge favor. "But only if you go and get my water bottle."

You frowned. "What? No way. It’s in the boys’ locker room! I’m not going in there!"

He shrugged like he didn’t care at all. "Fine. Guess you don’t want your phone, then."

Your hands balled into fists, and you glared at him so hard you hoped lasers would shoot out of your eyes and burn him right then and there. But instead, you just groaned loudly and turned around. "You’re the worst!" you shouted over your shoulder as you walked toward the boys’ locker room.

The moment you stepped inside, your heart was pounding. It was so awkward being in there, like you were breaking some kind of rule. You moved quickly, spotting Heeseung’s bag, and opened it. You found his water bottle right away, but before you could grab it and leave, a phone started ringing.

It was Heeseung’s. The screen lit up with the name "Mom." You hesitated for a second, then sighed and picked it up, answering the call.

"Um, hello?" you said, feeling super nervous. "This is Y/N. I’m… uh… a friend of Heeseung’s. He’s busy right now, so I’m answering for him."

His mom’s voice was kind and cheerful, and for some reason, it made you relax. She even laughed when you said something about how Heeseung was annoying, and the two of you ended up chatting for a minute before she said goodbye.

When you hung up, you glanced at his phone again, and that’s when you noticed something. His lock screen was a picture of you. Not just any picture, either it was one from your Instagram.

Your jaw dropped. "What the heck?" you whispered. Why would Heeseung, your number one enemy, have your face as his wallpaper? It made zero sense, and you couldn’t stop staring at it for a moment before you stuffed his phone back in his bag. Grabbing the water bottle, you rushed out of there, your mind spinning with questions.

When you got back to the gym, you practically shoved the water bottle into his chest. "Here," you muttered, crossing your arms. "Oh, and your mom called. You should probably call her back."

Heeseung raised an eyebrow, looking more amused than ever. "Oh, yeah? What’d you guys talk about?"

"Nothing!" you snapped, feeling your face heat up. "And by the way… your wallpaper?" You tried to sound casual, but you could feel your voice cracking just a little.

Heeseung’s smirk softened into something that almost looked sweet, which threw you off completely. "My wallpaper? Oh, yeah. It’s perfect, isn’t it?"

You stared at him, trying to figure out if he was messing with you or being serious. "Why would you… why would you even have my picture as your wallpaper?"

He shrugged, still smirking, but his eyes looked different softer, almost shy. "I don't know. Maybe I just like it."

Your face burned hotter than ever, and you didn’t know what to say. For once, Heeseung left you completely speechless.

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[realpeachgirl]

My dream cars omggg /ᐠ. ｡.ᐟ\ᵐᵉᵒʷˎˊ˗

[i-love-ptv]

Stacy’s Mom Has Got It Goin’ On ˚̣̣ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣

Pairing: Husband!Rafe Cameron x Soccer-mom!Wife!Reader

It’s not easy being a soccer-mom, especially when dads hit on you at every game as if you’re not married to Rafe.

Wc: 1,596

Fluff, Protective Rafe making an appearance, kinda pushy guy (idk what to say)

An: I’ve really wanted to write a fic based on this song, and this idea randomly popped into my head so! Am I using the names I wanna name my kids? Yes, yes I am.

Not proofread tbh

Feedback always appreciated lovelies!! xx

“I’ll be back, ‘mkay doll?”

You hum in acknowledgement, eyes peering back at the field after looking up.

Your husband, Rafe leant down and places a firm kiss on your forehead.

“Yeahhh, Daddy’s gonna be back, baby.” Rafe coos at your two year old, who was sitting on your lap, babbling freely while peering at him with her big doe eyes.

Rafe walks off the bleachers; in search of the concession stand to buy food for the three of you.

You brush your hand over your young daughter’s head, making sure her somewhat oversized hat is still covering her head entirely. Her hand wraps around your index finger.

It was oddly humid today, if you continued moving, you’d break a slight sweat. You can't even imagine what your daughter -Stacy must be feeling, running around on the large grassy field under the beaming bright sun.

You were proud of your baby girl though, nonetheless. And so was Rafe, of course.

You shout loudly when you notice the game is about to start, bellowing out a “Go Stacy!”

Stacy’s eyes easily found yours, for you and Rafe would always sit in the same spot on the bleachers.

Her eyes were slightly wide due to your shout, despite you and Rafe always cheering for her during her games.

She’s motioning for you to ‘shh’, putting her fingers to her lips before getting into her position.

“Which one’s yours?” You hear to the left of you, the unknown voice makes you tear your eyes away from the field.

You smile shortly at the unfamiliar man next to you, “Number 22.”

You can’t help but notice how he’s rather scruffy looking, an odd contrast to your upkept husband with his neatly buzzed hair.

“Mine’s number 13.” He says, flashing his teeth at you.

You gasp and shoot up a little, making you look down at your daughter on your lap. “Valerie’s yours? Oh she’s just the sweetest!”

The man chuckles, looking deeply in your eyes. This makes your eyebrows raise, slightly in confusion, but mostly in discomfort.

He hadn’t done anything out of the norm, you’d randomly talk to the other moms around too, but something about him made you uncomfortable.

“My name's Brandon, and yours?”

You introduce yourself briefly, before turning back towards the game.

His eyes dart to your left hand, looking for a ring, for any indication that you belong to someone else. He smiles sharply when he finds your fingers bare. This goes unnoticed by you.

Little does he know, you do have your ring on, just around your neck.

Your biggest fear was your youngest accidentally pulling off your ring, resulting in you losing it. Or, even worse: it pokes her eye or something of that nature.

You suppose you could be considered a ‘Helicopter-mom’ at times, simply going to the extremes to make sure your kids are happy and healthy at every point in time.

Rafe is the exact same way, maybe even a little worse. But you knew he was just protective, he loves this life that he has with you, since he had no idea the two of you would’ve been together for so long.

You had started dating Rafe when you were 18 and he was 19. It was good for the first few months, disregarding the few arguments that you had. But then, you had caught Rafe doing cocaine.

You don’t think you’ll ever be able to shake the look on his face from your memory.

You weren’t supposed to be at the party, you said you were busy filling out college applications.

So when he was mid-line, and he saw you standing there all dolled up, watching him with glossy eyes, he felt his heart shatter into pieces.

You weren’t supposed to find out, he wanted to keep this away from you, to keep you close to him.

He promised that he would try and stay sober for you, but eventually he’d give in every time the opportunity was in front of him. This resulted in several arguments, and surprisingly, a break up.

But things are different now. You both are in your 30’s, you got married, and of course, had two beautiful babies together.

Rafe knew he’d be crazy to fuck things up now, when he has the perfect life right in front of him.

Speaking of which; you’re really starting to wonder what the hell is taking him so long just to get some goddamn hotdogs and drinks.

You’re bouncing your knee anxiously, which makes your daughter giggle. You wish she wasn’t finding this amusing, but you know she can’t help it.

“Well who’s this cute girl, huh?” The man coos, tickling your daughter’s side.

“Her name is Noelle.” You huff, your mood quickly shifting due to this stranger touching your daughter.

He lets out another chuckle, you wish you never had to hear it again. “Sounds like you’re quoting Teenage Dirtbag to me.”

You give him a pointed look, you’re really getting sick of his pestering. “That’s where I got it from.”

Abruptly, the crowd starts cheering madly. You look around and see Stacy's team celebrating briefly; they had just scored a goal.

You cheer and clap, grabbing Noelle’s chubby hands and making her raise her arms wildly while giggling with her.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking. Maybe we could-” Before Brandon could finish his sentence, none other than Rafe Cameron comes stomping up the bleachers, huffing and puffing angrily.

He sits down and sighs, “God, I’m sorry babe. The line was so long! I swear I’m going grey right now.”

“And I missed the goddamn play!” Rafe exclaims. He looks over at you and immediately goes quiet once he sees those wide baby eyes that look at him curiously.

“Da?” Noelle mutters, reaching her tiny hands towards Rafe’s larger ones.

“Yeah. Da’s here babygirl, do you want your food? Huh sweet girl?”

Rafe hands you your food, setting his food aside so he can put Noelle in his lap. He begins to split half his hotdog in pieces for her.

You glance to the left, you notice Brandon looking like a fish out of water.

Rafe is the CEO of one of, if not the biggest business company around. And Brandon had just borderline harassed his wife, who was holding his child.

Brandon sneers at the two of you in silence while the game continues, nearly boiling at the fact that he couldn’t have you.

Your head is laying on Rafe’s shoulders, you’re rubbing circles on Noelle’s shoulder as she settles down.

“Everything alright babe?” Rafe asks, trying to peer down at your face.

You untuck your necklace with your wedding ring from your shirt, fiddling with it. “Yeah, now that you’re here Ray.”

There’s silence between the two of you for a few seconds.

“…What does that mean?”

You hesitate to answer, but you do regardless, “Nothing! It’s just uh..That guy next to me, was kinda like hassling me I guess.”

This makes Rafe straighten his back.

“He do somethin’ to you doll?” Rafe questions in a whisper. You know you have about 30 seconds to try and calm him down before he’s banned from every soccer game left in the season.

“No, okay? I’m fine, it’s cool. I need you to calm down Ray.”

Rafe’s nose is flaring, “What about Ellie? Did he touch her?”

You feel your throat closing up, your heart is damn near pounding out of your chest.

You don’t say anything to Rafe, but that look in your eyes tells him everything he needs to know.

You grab his bicep, trying to keep him grounded. Even though he’s changed, some parts of him haven’t.

Rafe speaks lowly in your ear, but not too much to frighten you in any way. “I’ll take care of it, okay? Don’t worry y’pretty little head about it.”

Rafe presses a firm kiss against your cheek, then presses a softer one to your lips.

After 30 more minutes, and 2 more goals, Stacy’s team wins.

You and Rafe cheer loudly, letting out “That’s our baby girl!”

You meet Stacy at the bottom of the bleachers, holding Noelle in your hand as the littlest claps her hands between Stacy’s face.

You’re too busy congratulating your daughter to notice Rafe pulling Brandon aside while his daughter, Valerie is off talking to her friends.

Rafe puts a firm hand on his shoulder, “Hey man.”

Brandon lets out a nervous laugh, “Hey there, Rafe Cameron, right?”

“Yeah, let’s keep this short. I better not see or hear you talking to my wife again, do you hear me? I don’t give a shit what happened.”

Rafe continues shortly, “And keep your fucking hands to yourself, if I find out you touched my either of my daughters again, I swear to God himself I’ll put you under.”

The two men are holding eye contact, one looks with confidence and borderline rage, while the other looks with fear.

Rafe walks down the bleachers, meeting you and your girls.

“You were amazing out there sweetheart!” Rafe smiles while pulling Stacy into a bear hug.

“Jesus dad, you’re crushing me!” Stacy laughs with a slight wheeze.

Rafe ruffles her hair and puts his arm around your neck.

“All good to go?”

You nod your head, and with that, the four of you begin to walk to Rafe’s parked car.

Rafe realizes that this isn’t the first time you’ve been hit on at a soccer game, or anywhere in fact. And this definitely won’t be the last.

Cause everybody’s in love with Stacy’s mom.

[gojosweet]

୨ৎ 𝗕𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗔 𝗙𝗧. 𝗝𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗗 ˎˊ˗

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Jason Todd claims he is not a romantic man. He always says it with a soft laugh. “I don’t know how you ended up with me, honey, I’m the least romantic man on the planet.” But when he holds you in his arms as if you were the most fragile thing in the world, you think otherwise. When he makes you sit on your shared bed with so much tenderness and your eyelids close from fatigue, you think that maybe you will marry this man. “Don’t fall asleep yet, princess, hold on a little longer,” he says softly, kneeling down beside you to remove your heels and place them by the bed.

He gets up quickly going to the bathroom and bringing your makeup wipes. “Look this way, pretty” he says, observing your sleepy expression. He takes out a wipe and holds your cheek with one hand, wiping your face with the other. “Mmh” you reply, yawning softly and unconsciously closing your eyes. “No, no, no, love, just a few more moments, okay?” he asks you in a tone that drips honey. Maybe you shouldn’t have drank so much or maybe you shouldn’t have stayed until the end of the party at Wayne Manor.

He laughs softly as he finishes removing your makeup. Jason releases your face and automatically your torso falls sideways on the bed with your eyes closed. Jason quickly gets up to bring your pajamas, he places them on the bed and gently lifts your torso, speaking to you in a tender tone “Honey, I have to put your pajamas on” he says, to which you gently shake your head. “Just take off my dress, please” you mumble opening your tired eyes slightly.

Jason nods gently and unbuttons your elegant dress, taking it off at the top. When he turns around to place it on the floor, you have already crawled into your place on the bed, clad only in your panties and bra. Jason laughs softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaving a kiss on your cheek. “Goodnight, baby” he says softly, and you're sure Jason Todd is the most romantic man in the world before sleeping with his hand gently tracing your face.

[etrrrnal]

I need friends sm :(

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choco biscuit gyaru 🍮🎀🍓🍫( ^ω^ )！！

[princessantisocial]

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[flufflights]

𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 ─ psh

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: enemies to lovers, fluff

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: non-idol!Sunghoon x fem!reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: leg injury, one kiss, not proofread!!

𝗪𝗖: 1,745

𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: So ik i said i would do the jay ff but i wasn't rlly excited about writing it so i wrote this sunghoon one. Idk when I'll finish the jay one probably never but I'll try to post it some time.

𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: You and Sunghoon hated each other. You couldn’t stand him, and he couldn't stand you. When you and your best friend went to a summer camp, you were shocked to see him there too. He spent the whole camp annoying you and even managed to hurt your foot. On the last night, everyone decided to play truth or dare around the campfire. When it was your turn, someone dared you to kiss a guy. As soon as Sunghoon saw that, he stormed off. A little later, he said something you never expected.

"Ow!!" you shouted as another peanut hit your head. You spun around, glaring, and saw him, the guy you absolutely could not stand. Sunghoon. Sitting in the back of the bus, laughing with his friends like he didn’t have a care in the world.

The second you looked at him, he smirked. Sunghoon as tall as a streetlamp and somehow managed to annoy you just by existing. You thought you'd escape him this summer by signing up for camp since he wasn’t going… but the second he heard you were going, he signed up just to bother you.

The bus ride was torture. Sunghoon and his friends kept throwing peanuts at you and cracking up every time they hit their target. You groaned, sinking lower into your seat. Finally, the bus pulled into the camp parking lot, and you grabbed your bag, eager to escape. But just as you were stepping off the bus, someone bumped into you. Of course, it was Sunghoon.

“Oh, sorry, I almost didn’t see you there,” he said with his trademark smirk.

“Can’t you leave me alone for once?” you snapped, glaring at him.

“What did I do?” he asked, fake innocent as ever.

“Stop fighting,” your best friend Ivy said, grabbing your arm and pulling you away. “Y/N, come on. Don’t waste your time on him.”

Sunghoon and his friends walked off, laughing like they’d just pulled the funniest prank ever. You turned to Ivy. “Ugh, I hate that guy so much! Why can’t he just leave me alone for five minutes?”

“You two act like little kids,” Ivy sighed, rolling her eyes.

You followed her into the dining hall for lunch, hoping to finally relax. But of course, Sunghoon showed up again, right as you were getting in line.

“Getting lunch?” he asked, all smug like he owned the place.

“What else would I be doing?” you replied, trying to keep your voice even.

“You should eat more,” he teased, leaning against the wall. “Might help you grow taller, or you’ll be short forever.”

“Why do you care about my height?” you snapped, glaring up at him. “At least I don’t look like a streetlamp like you.”

“Oooh, look, she’s mad!” Sunghoon laughed, high fiving one of his friends. You clenched your fists, but Ivy pulled you away before you could say something you’d regret.

Time skip:

Later that evening, everyone decided to play hide and seek. You were still annoyed from lunch, and something about the way Sunghoon was acting made you want to avoid him completely. As the seeking team started counting, you and Ivy ran off to find a hiding spot.

“Let’s go downstairs,” you whispered, and Ivy nodded, following you down a dark hallway. You found a big cupboard that looked perfect, but when you opened it, another girl was already hiding inside.

“There’s no space,” you told Ivy. “You hide here. I’ll find another spot.”

Ivy hesitated but eventually nodded, squeezing into the cupboard. You closed the door quietly and hurried back upstairs, hoping to find somewhere else to hide.

But as you turned a corner, you heard footsteps coming closer too close.

“I’m gonna get caught,” you thought, panicking.

Suddenly, someone grabbed your arm and pulled you into a storage room. You stumbled, ready to yell, but a hand covered your mouth.

“Shh, they’ll hear you,” a voice whispered. You froze. It was Sunghoon.

“What the heck is your problem?” you whispered angrily as he finally let go of your mouth.

“I was saving you from getting caught,” he said, shrugging like it was no big deal.

Your heart was pounding, and you hated that you were suddenly hyper aware of how close he was. His stupid, tall, handsome face was right in front of you. Wait. Handsome? No, stop. He was annoying, not handsome.

“Wait… are you blushing?” Sunghoon asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No, I’m not!” you said quickly, looking away.“No way,” he said, grinning. “You’re totally blushing right now. I didn’t know I had that effect on you.”

“You don’t,” you snapped, but your voice wavered.

Sunghoon leaned in closer, his smirk growing wider. “Do you like me, Y/N? Do you have a crush on me?”

Your face burned hotter, and you took a step back, only for him to trap you against the wall with one arm.

“Stop being weird,” you stuttered. “Why would I have a crush on someone as annoying and ugly as you?"

“Don’t be shy, Y/N,” he teased. “You don’t have to act like this.”

That was it. Your patience reached its limit. You slapped him across the arm.

“Ya! What was that for?” he exclaimed, rubbing his arm.

“Leave me alone!” you shouted, shoving past him and out of the storage room.

“Ya, Y/N! Where are you going? Dont just walk away!” he called after you, but you ignored him. It was satisfying seeing him in pain.

Time skip:

One time, everyone at camp decided to play soccer. Of course, Sunghoon ended up on your team.

You thought it’d be funny to annoy him during the game, but he ignored you completely, which made it even more frustrating. While you were trying to kick the ball, Sunghoon accidentally bumped into you, and you fell to the ground.

“Are you okay?” he asked, sounding a little worried as he rushed over to you. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” you said, even though your leg was hurting like crazy. Sunghoon tried to help you up by putting his arm around your waist, but you pushed him away.

“I can stand up myself,” you snapped, not wanting his help.“Okay, okay,” he said, holding his hands up as he walked away. For a second, you felt bad for being rude, but you didn’t want to show it.

You got up, but the pain in your foot made you wince. Sunghoon noticed and, without even asking, he picked you up.“Hey, what are you doing?” you said, trying to push him away, but he ignored you and carried you to the nurse.

Ivy was there when you arrived. “Oh my gosh,” she laughed. “It was so funny when he picked you up. It looked just like a Kdrama!”

“Ugh, shut up,” you said, rolling your eyes. “Are you staying here overnight?” she asked.

“Yeah, I think so,” you said.

A little while later, Ivy left, and you were alone in the nurse’s room watching something on your phone. Suddenly, you heard a noise outside. You got up and limped over to the window, but no one was there.

Shrugging, you went back to your bed, but then you noticed something moving behind the curtain. Your heart skipped a beat as you pulled the curtain back, and of course, it was Sunghoon.

“Haha, got you!” he said, laughing like it was the funniest thing ever.

“You scared me!” you yelled, glaring at him.

“Oh, I forgot to record!” he said, smirking.

“Just leave me alone,” you muttered, super annoyed, as you started packing up your things.

“What are you doing?” he asked, tilting his head.

“Leaving,” you said, grabbing your bag and walking out. But halfway to the dorms, you realized you’d forgotten your phone. Groaning, you had to limp all the way back to the nurse’s room. When you got there, Sunghoon was still inside, holding your phone.

“Hey, give me my phone back!” you yelled. He laughed.

“What are these photos?” he teased, holding your phone up high where you couldn’t reach.

You tried to jump and grab it, but you tripped and fell to the ground. The pain in your leg was so bad you could barely move.

“Look, I’m sorry,” Sunghoon said quickly, crouching down to help you. You snatched the phone out of his hands and stood up, glaring at him.

“Gosh, just leave me alone for once!” you snapped before limping back to your dorm, leaving him standing there in the nurse’s room.

Time skip:

Today was the last day of summer camp. Honestly, it wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be, even though Sunghoon spent most of the time annoying you.

Now, everyone from camp was gathered around the campfire, including him. Someone suggested playing Truth or Dare, and everyone instantly said yes.

The game started off with laughs and silly dares until it was your turn. One of your friends dared you to kiss a guy. Your face heated up.

"Do I really have to do this?" you asked, hoping they'd change their mind.

"Of course!" Ivy grinned at you mischievously. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

You sighed in defeat, standing up. As you walked toward one of the guys in the circle, you noticed Sunghoon’s gaze on you, but you ignored it. Quickly, you kissed the boy and hurried back to your seat.

The moment you sat down, Sunghoon suddenly got up and stormed off. The group fell silent, exchanging confused looks. You frowned, wondering what his problem was, but decided to let it go.

The game carried on, but it wasn’t the same without Sunghoon there.

By the time the game ended, it was late. Most of the people started heading back to their dorms.

"I’m going to bed. Are you coming?" Ivy asked.

You shook your head. "I’ll stay out here for a bit."

She shrugged and left, leaving you alone with only a few others still sitting around the fire. The night was quiet, the sky filled with bright stars that seemed to sparkle just for you.

Lost in thought, you barely noticed someone sitting down next to you until you turned your head. It was Sunghoon.

"Oh, hey," you said, trying to sound casual.

"Hey, Y/N," he replied, his voice softer than usual. "Uh... can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Sure." You looked at him, curious. He hesitated, his eyes flickering toward the fire before landing on you.

"You’re... a really great person. And I know I’ve been mean to you this whole time, but... I’m sorry."

You blinked in surprise. Sunghoon? Apologizing?

"I didn’t know how else to act because." He took a deep breath, finally meeting your gaze. "I really like you, Y/N. I have for a while now."

Your heart skipped a beat. For a moment, you couldn’t say anything. Finally, you managed to whisper, "I actually really like you too, Sunghoon."

His eyes widened in surprise before softening. Slowly, he leaned in, his face inching closer to yours. Your heart raced like crazy, and you barely had time to process what was happening before his lips met yours.

At first, you were stunned, but then you melted into the kiss. It was sweet, and all the teasing and annoying moments from before seemed to disappear.

When he pulled away, you both sat there, looking at each other under the stars. The night felt perfect.

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[etherealyearning]

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They guard their secrets jealously, revealing their whispered tales only to those deemed worthy by their delicate, longing blooms.

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[i-love-ptv]

Playing Dangerous ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ

Pairing: Police Officer!Boyfriend!Rafe Cameron x Girlfriend!Reader

You get pulled over by the police, but the officer just so happens to be your boyfriend. Will he let you off with just a warning?

Wc: 1,822

SMUT (nothing crazy, just a steaming hot blowjob ;)) + winks of fluff

Hi guys!!! Uhm sorry I didn’t get a whole bunch out during October, I had lots of shit going on I fear…So take this as an apology lol. Also I have a (late) halloween fic coming out soon so stay tuned ;)

Feedback is always appreciated! xx

You hear the sirens chirp, and you take a glance at the rear view mirror, that’s when you see the police car riding your tail. You sigh due to the fact that you’re the only car on this road, and begin to pull over.

Were you going over the speed limit? No, you couldn’t possibly be doing so, you always remained cautious on the road.

Your hands rest idly on the steering wheel as you listen to the sound of boots getting closer. Your window is down, making the chilled night air kiss your skin.

The air is filled with cologne that rings familiar; you see his arms resting inside your car window first, the tattoo of your name staring right back at you.

You’re met with none other than your boyfriend, Rafe. He ducks down so his bright crystal-colored eyes are leveled with yours.

“Awfully late to be driving around here, huh Peach?” Rafe teases you with a smirk.

“I was just finishing my errands, Ray. And you scared me! I thought I was actually in trouble!” You try to keep the scowl on your face, but the more you stare at him, the more your face cracks into a smile.

Rafe quirks a brow at you after he takes a few seconds to assess you. “Who said you’re not in trouble? You’re driving without your glasses on, baby.”

You roll your eyes, “You couldn’t have possibly known I wasn’t wearing my glasses when you were behind me,” you replied.

“And besides, you act like I can’t see without them at all.”

Rafe tuts at your comment, “Thought it's already been established that you gotta wear ‘em when you drive, you not following orders now?” His smirk grows all the wider as he takes in your smaller frame.

You bite your lip and gaze at him, “Oh, well everybody knows that I’m a good girl, officer.”

“Yeah? ‘Cause I don’t think a good girl would break the rules, hm?” Rafe’s face is inching towards yours, slowly leaning more and more into your car.

You pout, feigning innocence, “I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure.” Your lips part, going to leave a steamy kiss to the officer’s rosy, yet somewhat chapped lips, but he pulls away slightly, leaving you gaping with glossy eyes.

“I dunno…Think you should step out for a second, sweetheart. Y’know, just to follow protocol.” He whispers hotly against your ear, making your panties dampen.

You quickly exit your car, and as soon as you close the door, Rafe’s pressing you into it.

“I think you deserve a ticket, Peaches, d’ya think so?” His expression darkens whilst he fondles your love-handles, your floral sundress from earlier being bunched up around your hips. You shake your head ‘no’, letting out a soft “uh-uh”.

Rafe’s eyes soften, similar to how you look; he mocks you, exaggerating his pout. “Well, what’re we gonna do with you then, huh precious?”

Your tongue darts out for his lips, your mouth encloses his, and there’s nothing sweet about this kiss. Your tongues battle heatedly, Rafe allows you to think that you’ve won, until he presses his prominent bulge against your stomach, making you gasp in surprise and delight.

Spit dribbles down your chin, his handle cradles your head, leaving no room for you to pull away. You moan and whimper against him, your nimble fingers glide down his chiseled body, and rest against his belt buckle.

Then, Rafe remembers that the two of you are still in fact, on the side of the road. He breaks the kiss, making you chase after him; the string of saliva breaking whilst you whimper for more.

“Mmm, I know baby. Tell you what, how about I have you atone in a different way, would you like that pretty?” His veiny hands raise, resting lightly against your shoulders as his thumbs rub against your throat.

You eagerly nod your head up and down, wanting nothing more than to get your hands on your man wearing his delicious uniform.

Rafe drags you to the passenger seat then dashes to the driver's seat, and he mentally, he thanks every god out there that he forgot to turn both his body-cam, and his dash-cam back on.

He leans the seat back and beckons you over with his index and middle finger. “C’mon Peaches, y’know what to do.” You reach over and begin to unbuckle his pants.

Your body digs somewhat uncomfortably into the center console, but you can’t seem to care— not when Rafe’s cock twitches in his boxers. Your mouth nearly waters at the sight.

You take him out, making him hiss and screw his eyes shut for a moment.

Your manicured finger brushes against his pink tip, rubbing circles as you leave soft, feathery kisses to the base of his dick.

Rafe grunts in frustration, growing impatient with your constant teasing. He grabs your hair roughly, angling your face just above his dick.

“Make sure you breathe through your nose f’me, Peach.”

Your head is pushed down; your lips wrap perfectly around his shaft as it goes deeper into your mouth. Your nose is pressed against Rafe’s hairy thigh, his cock kissing the back of your throat beautifully. You gag slightly at his length, making your boyfriend chuckle.

He pulls you off, then sends you right back down just as quick. You hollow your cheeks as your head continues to bob. Spit gathers around your mouth due to Rafe’s force. He uses his left hand to hold your hair, while his right rubs the back of your neck.

It’s something so soft, so sweet, while in such a dirty, sinful situation.

The wet sounds of your gagging and slurping is all Rafe can focus on. —That and how sexy you look with the blue and red lights reflecting off of your face. It’s a sight he wishes to preserve in his mind for the rest of eternity.

He fully removes you from his dick, allowing you to catch your breath. “Mhm, you got it baby,” he says through his panting.

He guides your head back down; you don’t even get a chance to wrap your hand around what doesn’t fit because he’s thrusting up into your mouth.

Tears pool into your eyes, but Rafe can hardly tell due to them nearly rolling to the back of your head.

You whimper around him, your angelic sounds and the squelching which permeated the car only encourage him.

“You’re my good girl though, right Peaches? You’re gonna take it real good f’me?” Rafe moans at the sensation of your tongue swirling around his cock.

You squeal around him, trying to shake your head ‘yes’ at him but Rafe continues to roll his hips up.

The car shifts when another comes speeding down the road, but he can’t seem to give a shit when the woman of his dreams is nearly sucking him off the bone.

Rafe’s head is tilted towards the roof, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows his spit. His chest heaves, his grip on the back of your neck tightening as he moans hopelessly.

“H-hah, that mouth was made f’me precious,” he grunts through his gritted teeth.

“You. Were. Made. For. Me.” His words are emphasized by his thrusts.

He switches hands, allowing his left to snatch up your hand, so his right can hold onto the open window.

His bucking grows erratic, his rhythm being lost, alongside his mind as he grows closer and closer to his climax. You can feel him twitching in your mouth, another sign of him almost finishing.

Rafe can no longer contain his moans, he’s borderline wailing at this point, his body is lifting off the seat, but you maintain your pace.

“Y-yes baby! That’s it! Make me cum, honey. Make me fucking cum.” He sounds almost pained, which fuels your burning desire.

Rafe’s been reduced to a whimpering mess now, despite his acts of dominance earlier, but neither of you mind. His moans go higher in pitch, then suddenly, you feel his warm load flood your mouth.

The salty taste makes you moan, making Rafe shiver, and his thighs twitch.

You release him with a ‘pop’, and you leave a sweet, yet seductive kiss to the head of his flushed cock.

His load mixed with your hot saliva drips down your chin, you take your index finger and scoop it into your mouth while holding Rafe’s deepend gaze.

You lock your lips with his, and he gasps at your attempt to literally, take his breath away.

He breaks away with a low grumble, and you giggle. You pull down the driver side’s visor and look at yourself in the mirror. Your hair is sticking up every which way, your mascara from earlier in the day now dries against your tear stained cheeks, and your lips are kiss bitten and puckered.

Rafe tucks himself away before you climb into his lap, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

“I think I atoned for my rule breaking quite well, don’t you, Officer Cameron?” You grin mischievously, pressing your nose against his.

Rafe only hums in response, he smiles at your antics and kisses you softly.

“I uh..I got a few things to take care of back at the station,” he mumbled.

“How about you go home and wait for me there, baby.”

You pout at this, while he exits the car with you still wrapped around him.

He sets you down once you reply, “Will you come home to me?” His expression softens.

He pecks all around your face, making it harder for you to keep up your sullen act.

“Of course, pretty girl,” Rafe whispers.

You cross your arms as he continues, “I’ll wrap up so quickly, babe. Then I can…” He trails off, before ducking down to your ear.

“Return the favor.” He nibbles at your ear, and you press your legs together.

“Mmm, okay. But hurry back..” You peer at him, fixing his wild hair strands. He kisses your wrist.

“Of course,” and with that, he firmly kisses your cheek before allowing you to step back into your car.

After you settle in—after he finished adjusting your seat back, you place your hands on the wheel and spare him a last glance.

“Can you do me a favor, baby?” He asks with a grin, but you can tell it’s far from sweet.

You hum, both in curiosity and excitement.

“Think you can hold onto these for me?” He places the item into your hand, and leans back to head to his car, but not without yet another kiss to your lips.

You lick your lips as you watch him walk back to his police cruiser.

You know he won’t leave until you do, so you eventually pull off.

The set of shining, silver handcuffs resting next to you, and an ever growing heat between your legs.

[realpeachgirl]

Erm… I want this in my future apartment (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ