#Rafe Adler fiction

[midnightt-vice]

This is from my super old blog and it got about 5k notes. Oldie but a goldie.

[megraen]

Chapter 14 - Flames Above Water

He lurched in the water when the ship’s bow broke into the water, an explosion loud and blowing out a part of the ship. A loud feminine scream echoed after it, and Nathan recognised it instantly as Sara. His heart quickened, and he swam faster, fully aware that one of the traps his sister had been concerned about had been triggered. He had no idea who had set it off, only that it had been and that Sara or Samuel might have been harmed. As he got closer, he found the path around the ship blocked by the broken bow and fire, having no choice but to climb up the other side of the vessel to where an open hole was blown. As he climbed up, he could hear someone coughing, the smoke from the flames filling the ship. Before pulling himself up the final hurdle, he reached for his gun, ready to defend himself. His mouth dropped open as the individual came into view, his eyes landing on Sara. “Sara!” He yelled to her, sliding along the wood on his knees and wrapping his arms around her as the woman tried to control her breathing, her lungs filling with smoke. Sara turned in his embrace, her coughing easing. “Nate—!” She choked out, throwing her arms around him. “You’re alive!” Sara sobbed. She was grateful to see him and that he was genuinely in front of her, not a vision dreamt up by her smoke-addled mind. “How? You were shot and went over the cliff?” “Takes a lot to kill us Morgans.” He teased, pulling her to stand, needing to get her out of the smoke-filled room and clear her lungs. He paused when his eyes landed on the Shoreline soldier lying on the ground not far from them and not moving. Nathan recognised him as one of Nadine’s lieutenants.

[thepaperpanda]

Baby Sister || Sam Drake x Adler!Reader

Summary: You’re the baby sister of Rafe Adler. It’s been a while since he was imprisoned in Panama jail in an attempt to get a clue on his treasure hunting. Missing him dearly as he is the only family member that left you, you make your way into the prison to meet with Rafe. Unfortunately, he isn’t happy seeing you. The entire situation ends in you and Samuel Drake getting a bit too close to one another.

Warnings: Smut! ♥

Words: 4194

Authors: Cass & Rouge

PART 1

It has been half a year since the day your older brother, Rafael Adler, was imprisoned in Panama prison.

Missing him dearly, you begged the director of the facility to let you meet with your brother. It took you several visits to gain man's trust of not being smuggler of any kind, and in the end you've gotten a permit.

That day the gates of Panama prison opened for you widely, and two guards escorted you directly to a meeting room.

Dressed in a black, flared dress that reached half of your thighs, and flat, white sneakers, you stepped inside the outpost.

There was a horrible kind of climate of fear and paranoia there, it made a cold shiver run down your spine.

Some nasty comments addressed to you by prisoners while you were following the guards along a desolated corridor made your involuntary gag reflex harder than ever before.

Soon, the three of you have reached a huge, steel door. One of the guards opened them with a key that was previously attached to his belt. You were allowed inside, and as soon as you stepped in, you saw Rafael standing next to the window, he was peeking outside, at a prison yard.

"Rafael!," Your voice was nothing more but a quiet mumble.

Rafe wasn't happy, not even a little bit.

He knew there were problems coming when he heard from Vargas that there was a young girl begging to let her meet with a brother.

"What are you doing in here, huh? I told you to stay away from it, does your little female brain have problems with processing words?,” He growled, crossing arms over his chest. The last thing he needed now was his little sister dragging him and the whole job down.

Without regard for his rough words, you approached him and simply nuzzled to his chest.

The gap between the two of you wasn't too big, yet he was 5 years older than you.

Since when he was gone from your family home, you had to take care of yourself, and it was rather a thankless task. You didn't know what to do, and cried thousands of years after him.

Even though his attitude towards you was always harsh, you loved him dearly. He was your only family, and he was a role model in your eyes.

You and Rafe exchanged a lot of letters, he assured in them that he missed you equally much as you did miss him.

"It's been so long, brother. I was so scared you might be hurt... You stopped responding to my letters, so I did everything to be allowed in here... I just had to check whether you're in good health or not..."

Rafe rolled his eyes, he was getting annoyed.

"Are you done with yapping? I told you I am busy with Drakes, I am not going to waste my time on silly letters," man added, looking at you. "I left you home with everything you needed. I even hired this stupid butler just to make sure you won't die out there."

Rafe tried his best to get rid of you. Yes, you were his only family member, but most of the time you were a bit too much to handle for him. Following and nagging him. "Do you need anything?"

"I missed you... That's all," you whispered sadly and quickly took a place on a metal chair standing at the tip of a metal table. "The butler won't replace my brother, in any way. The house is so huge, so empty and cold without you being there," you lowered your head.

Anytime he was raising his tone on you, he was guilt-tripping you. You were only a girl, and even your desperate attempts in getting his attention (like trying to study all the stuff he needed in his so called work), you were always pushed aside in the end.

"If that's all you can go back home. I really don't have time for sensitivity, I didn't come here for pleasure. I. Am. Working. Here!," He said loudly, hands clenched in fists.

Rafe honestly had enough of you already. You're always coming to him because you wanted to show pointless stuff, or you needed something. It was driving him crazy sometimes.

Lowering your head, you bit your lower lip hard. You closed eyes for a moment, trying your best to hold the tears back. You never knew what you have done wrong in your lifetime to deserve such a treatment from his side.

When you cooled down a little, you got up, and not looking at him you walked to the door and banged them to let guards know the visit was finished.

"It was nice to see you all well after all," you whispered.

"Sit down," Rafe said suddenly, pointing on the metal chair. "Now," he ordered harshly.

Blinking and being taken aback by his sudden interest, you looked at him above your shoulder.

In the same moment one of the guards peeked inside.

In Spanish you thanked him and assured it won't take you long, because apparently your brother wants to tell you something.

As soon as the door was closed again, you took a seat.

"Now, stay here," he muttered, briefly patting the top of your head. "Don't even move," Rafe instructed before leaving the room, he knew the guard won't be a problem. Rafe paid a lot to get himself and Drake brothers in here after all.

A few minutes later the door opened again, but this time it wasn't Rafe. It was one of Drake brothers, the older one to be exact.

"Hello? Rafe said that there might be a nice lady to talk to?," Sam hummed and looked at you with a cigarette slipped between his lips. "Hey."

You frowned, but remained quiet, and didn't even shift in your spot. You observed the man, and you did recognise him after many of your brother stories. It was probably Samuel Drake, the older from Drake brothers. The one who had to be an expert in pirate stuff that Rafe needed so desperately in his work.

You licked your lips, and tilted your head a little. "Where's Rafe?"

Sam moved the cigarette from one corner of his mouth to another. "Um, I don't know. He said there is a nice lady here, and went on with his stuff. I'd come with my little brother, but sadly he is busy as well. You would love him, he is younger and more your age, but of course not as charming as I am," he winked and sat on the chair right in front of you.

In the first impulse you wanted to get out of the room. You were all alone with a complete stranger. Rafe has left you to the wolves again, you weren't even surprised. Instead, a rage was filling your soul.

But then a realization came to your mind; if this was one of Drake brothers, you could prove your brother your real value by trying to get some information from this man. You decided to play a little game.

You rested your chin on your hand. "So you must be the older from Drake duo," whispering, you tilted your head aside and smiled on h sweetly.

Sam nodded with a smile on his lips. "Yup! Samuel Drake at your service."

Sam heard about you, mostly about how annoying you were, but here he was, right in front of you. You were sitting in front of him in this beautiful dress, you looked cute to him. "So... He left you here? All alone?"

With a little shrug a little sigh came along. "As you can see," you looked down on your hands and rubbed them together. "My brother was never an effusive person, especially not when it came to me," adding, you slowly got up from your place and walked to the window.

Sam nodded slowly. "I can tell, we spent some time together and honestly I am surprised. I am an older brother myself, I would die for Nathan," he summed up.

Listening to his words, you peeked out of the window to see a few guards with guns patrolling the yard.

You turned to the man that was trapped with you in a room, slowly bending your ass against the low windowsill. "Your brother's lucky then."

Sam watched you without saying a word.

You decided to take over control. Knowing the place he was in, you assumed it must have been a great while since he held a woman in his arms. Playing with emotions was something you were thankful to Rafe for teaching you.

You walked to the man and simply took a seat on his lap. Gently playing with his sideburn, you licked your lips. "I've heard you're a specialist from pirates. Is that true? Are you currently looking for a treasure? My brother was telling me you're good at this."

It was happening quickly, but he didn't mind at all, they all were locked down there for a bit too long, and he surely missed the woman's company. "Yes, I am a pirate expert, and yes, we are looking for a treasure. That's why our asses are stuck in here."

"I was always interested in my brother's work, though he didn't want to share anything with me," you whispered in a sad tone. "Do you know where to look for this treasure or whatever it is?," You asked sweetly after a moment of silence. Your fingers trailed up and down his chest.

Sam chuckled, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek. "Listen, little one, I know you tried to find out something so you could tell your brother, but sadly that ship has sailed. Rafe knows about everything we do," Drake shrugged, patting your hip.

You blinked a few times, his words surprised you much. Shifting slightly in your place, you bit your lower lip, and looked him in the eye.

Sam grabbed your chin, his thumb gently stroked it. "What's wrong, Y/N?," He asked simply.

"I...," You mumbled and went quiet. You felt like a complete idiot. First, you tried to seduce the man to get information about him. And he figured your plan out so quickly.

Your eyes glistened as you gazed at him; he was a handsome man.

"Want me to get you out of here? I can walk you to the guard station. Just talk to me," Drake stated, rubbing your back.

You didn't know how to behave. Taking he was an enemy of some kind, you should have kicked him right in the balls. But on the other hand, he was kind to you all the time, even if you tried to mock him. "Yes, please," you asked politely.

Sam helped you get off his lap, then he got up and walked you to the door. Sam even opened them for you. "Honestly, pity you don't want to stay longer, but it was a pleasure to meet you after all."

You stopped him from opening the door fully. You didn't know why you acted this way, but an urge grew within your body. It's been a while since you were with a man as well. You didn't know why, but this guy was turning your head upside down. "No," you whispered and closed them, you leaned your back against the steel.

Sam chuckled. "Are you like one of those typical women that don't know what they want?," He teased you.

Blushing, you turned your head aside.

Thinking about your past, you knew you made a lot of mistakes. You knew it was wrong to blindly follow your brother's will, yet you did.

But now you wanted to decide for yourself. At least once in a lifetime. If he left you alone, like a prey you seemingly were to him, you had a right to use the situation as well, hadn't you?

You wrapped your arms around the man's chest and nuzzled him.

Sam wrapped his arms around you.

You were cute, the whole 'I can't decide' thing was getting into him.

Sam grabbed your hips and picked you up to take a good look at you. "Is there something you want to tell me, sweetheart?"

"I have never met a man as handsome and mysterious as you," you mumbled openly, giggling as he picked you up.

"And I have never met a girl as sweet and small as you," Sam said, surprised at how light you were. "So, what shall I do with you now, huh?," He hummed nuzzling to you. Sam was aware of your intention but he wanted to hear it from you.

"Put me down, that's first," you asked calmly, and as soon as he did, you looked up into his eyes. He was twice your height, towering over you like skyscrapers over a block. "Second," you pretended to be thinking hardly, "if I'm Adler, and if you're Drake, then we can think about some nice way to bury the hatchet."

"Well, that would be nice if we would have any 'hatchet' to bury, love, and we have none," Sam said, looking down on you. "I have never seen you before and if you will try to play around some more I will simply leave."

"What am I supposed to say?," You whispered.

"Tell me what you want, Y/N. Rafe told me to take care of you and I will gladly do this," Sam muttered with a mischievous grin.

You smiled at him and tilted your head aside. "Take me to my brother."

Sam rolled his eyes and lit the cigarette.

Soon, he led you out of the room and took you to Rafe.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, even Drake had enough of you?," Rafe asked deeppy annoyed as soon as he spotted you entering the yard.

As your brother was sitting with a few men, you excused them and tugged on his sleeve. "What the fuck was that?," You asked him in a lowered voice. "Who the fuck I am for you? A fucking toy you can toss everywhere and to anyone you want?," You asked him as you walked aside for a bit.

"I never asked you to tag along, you always followed me like an annoying little brat you truly are," Rafe growled. "You are an adult, go get a life and stop following me," Adler said, not even trying to be quiet.

Sam frowned at the whole situation. He didn't know you too long, but he was more than sure you didn't deserve such a treatment.

Clenching teeth, you swallowed hard. And shortly after, you aimed your brother a robust slap right in the face. Glaring up at him, you snarled. "You're deluded, brother. Think about this when you'll be fucking rotting here, all alone, with no one to reach a hand toward you. A fucking lone fool. Remember, there are still things you can't buy with your bloody cash."

You were surprised by your own behaviour and the fact you dug in your heels against Rafael.

The next moment, you stormed off the yard.

Rafe didn't take it to himself, he didn't care. "One problem less," Rafe summed up before returning to his mates.

Sam was the one to run after you. "Hey, hey. Wait, you can't just walk alone. Not here," he informed you simply.

"What can happen?," You snarled in a response. "If I'd vanish once and for all, he'd be the one to dance happily on my grave."

"You can get hurt here, and please, don't say that," Sam grabbed your arm to stop you. "You can't act like this only because he's a dick."

"I'm an adult, I can do whatever I want to," you turned to face the man.

"You are an adult, you are free to do what you want, but it doesn't mean you can waste your life just because your brother is a dick. You should show you are better than he thinks you are," Sam explained.

You listen to his words. The man seemed very wise and very down to earth. Definitely your type.

Without thinking too much, you climbed on tiptoes, pulled him by a collar, and crushed your lips on his.

Sam gladly kissed you back, after a moment he pulled away with a smile. "I did not expect that," he admitted.

Your fingers intertwined with his as you grabbed his palm. With a mischievous grin, you pulled him behind you. With a corner of your eye you spotted a guard leaving one of the rooms, and you decided to risk it all, pulling the man in that direction.

Sam wasn't really sure about it, they had things to do and they were treated like normal prisoners, but he followed you anyway. After all, you were sweet. Sweet enough to make him go after you. "You are a crazy, little girl."

You simply pushed him inside the room. You decided that if there would be anyone, you'd lie quickly that the man was leading you to the exit and you two messed the way.

Fortunately, the room was empty. As soon as the door closed right behind the two of you, you pushed the man on the wall. You once again climbed on your tiptoes to kiss him, this time you let your tongue dance with his one a little. And you had to admit that he was an amazing kisser.

Sam kissed you back, grabbing your waist. He gave you the possibility of dominating him in the kiss.

But then he picked you up and soon you were pressed to the wall. "Time to change places, sweetheart."

Humming willingly, you let the man press you to the wall.

As he broke the kiss, you gasped loudly, sadly, as the contact was lost.

Sam smiled at you before dropping to his knees, he wanted to take his time with you, but sadly he couldn't. It wasn't a five star hotel, it was a prison after all. "Let's see what are you hiding there, princess," Sam hummed before moving the skirt of your dress up.

You licked your lips and parted them, observing his actions. He was so sure of what he was doing, it impressed you very much. As the blush hit your face, you let your eyes closed.

Sam teased you through your panties, just a little bit to get you ready. Then he pulled your panties aside and attacked your clit like he was a starving beast.

You gasped and instinctively muffled yourself by putting a curled hand to your lips. He gave you a new sensation. Of course, you did have sex, but only oral one and only with your former boyfriend who was just as inexperienced as you. Sam, on the other hand, was playing with you wisely, discovering a new level of desire to you.

"You like it, huh?," Sam asked, playing with your clit.

He raised to his feet, looking at you with a cocky smile.

"I wish I could eat that sweet pussy properly but looking at our poor position. This needs to wait, you are wet for me anyway," Sam winked and picked you up, pressing you to the wall.

At this moment Sam was thankful that his prison uniform was loose and easy to remove.

A soft moan escaped your lips as he picked you up a little. Your legs wrapped quickly around his hips as your hands rushed to tug his pants down. Oh, how much he was turning you on! "I need you, so much!"

"Oh you will get it, babe. I can promise you that, you will get whatever you need," Sam assured you before pulling his pants down, he wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock was standing proudly. "How much do you want it?"

"So much!," you gasped and reached out to grab his erected cock. You gave it a stroke or two, your palm wrapped tightly around his shaft. You tried to guide him right inside of you.

"But keep your hands up here, babe. I'll do the work," Sam instructed, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You simply relax and sing for me."

After those words Sam started to slowly penetrate your sweet pussy, he could feel that even if you had sex in past, a guy did a poor job.

"Hell! Fuck!," You moaned quietly, right into man's ear. A cold shiver ran along your spine. "Fuck, oh God!," You were moaning louder and louder. "You're so big! I can't take it!," You kissed the man's cheek, and moved to suck on his neck. His skin tasted with sweat, but you didn't mind.

"Oh I can bet you can take it, “ he hummed, rubbing your belly lovingly. "And a bit more than just my cock. Just relax," Sam purred, giving you one hard thrust before returning to gently pace. He didn't want to hurt you in any way.

"Ah!," You mumbled and nuzzled to his neck. Instantly, as soon as he made a hard thrust, you felt how wet you became and that your walls got loosened a bit. You tried to cool your breath down.

"You see? I told you that you can take it. Such a good girl," Sam smiled at the nice feeling of your walls loosening a bit around him. Knowing this he started to move faster, Sam knew you can take it. "You are doing a great job, babe,” he hummed, moving his hand into your hair to pull them gently.

You wrapped arms tighter around his neck and gasped right into his ear. He felt so amazing in you. He stretched you oh so well! "Fuck, fuck, so good, so hot, fuck...," You raised your tone a little and rolled head back.

Sam chuckled at your moans and cupped your cheek to make you look at him. "Oh, I know this all, sweetheart and I can say that you feel amazing around my cock,” without more unnecessary words Sam pulled you into a kiss, he was getting close to his climax.

You cupped his face in hands and kissed him. The kiss was messy, rapid. You gasped for air when you broke the kiss. "Oh, God, something is.... Oh, my God!," You mumbled as your walls started clenching.

Sam smiled against your lips.

"Oh, you poor thing, no one ever made you reach your peak? Let me show you how the real man does it, you'll love it,” he hummed, his hand moved between your bodies to play with your clit. "Just don't hold it, babe."

You rolled head back, your eyes shut closed, your lips parted and thighs squeezing man's hips. Your nails dug into his back where you scratched him. "I'm cumming!," You screamed.

"Good girl,” Sam hummed into your ear. His hips didn't stop to move even after your climax. "Now, tell me, do you want to be a good girl or do you want me to fill you up?"

"I want to be a good girl," you whispered. "Please!"

Sam let out a sad sigh, he expected a bit more from you. "As you wish. Pity ‘cuz I am not a fan of good girls,” he slowly pulled his cock out of you, Sam gave himself a few strokes before painting your clothed belly with his warm, thick seed. "That was good."

You licked your lips and gasped, immediately you went down to your knees and wrapped lips around his shaft. You only smirked and bobbed your head back and forth, sucking on him.

He moved his hand into your hair pulling at them. "This feels nice but that's enough, Y/N. You sucked me dry, babe."

 You ran the tip of your tongue along his shaft for the very last time.

Sam chuckled and helped you get up. Pulling his pants up he looked at you, of course he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "That was something girl," Sam hummed, puffing out some smoke.

You looked at him innocently. "Did you... Enjoy it? Truly?," You looked like you were seeking confirmation in his eyes. It was your very first time with a skilled man and you felt so exposed.

"Oh, I did enjoy it. Truly," he said and kissed your cheek. "I promise you one thing: as soon as we will be out of this hell - I will find you and we'll play some more."

"You somehow know where to look for me," you bit your lower lip.

At this moment the door to the room opened and a guard rushed inside. "What the fuck!"

"I told you she is here just wandering around. I knew she would be a problem," Rafe said to the guards with his back pressed to the wall, Nathan stood next to him completely confused.

You shrugged. "I pressed on him to go there, I thought this is where the exit is," you explained, laying smoothly

Everyone looked at you. The guards frowned and grabbed you, simply dragging you away.

Before you were pushed outside the outpost, you turned your head around. "Thank you for

guiding me

, Samuel!"

[gamergirl-niffler]

In Sickness And In Health

Sooo!

One day I go super inspired by THIS WONDERFUL ART

So I forced m wonderful and only @arthurbristow​ to write that idea with me. He was wonderful Rafe!

This just sweet fluff of our Angry ball of Rage - Rafe Adler and Sam :3

Hope you all will enjoy it!

Gif belongs to THIS PERSON  I had to add it this way bc tumblr IS A ASSHOLE! and every time I add gif from GIFs option he doens’t save them. LIke BOOOM it’s magically gone!

Maybe it was stupid. No, it was obviously stupid.

Rafe was a maniac, a psycho, he was ready to murder whoever was in his way to the treasure. Despite this, Sam felt bad for Adler. He was just blinded by the whole glory of the treasure, that's all. Sam knew the feeling.

After a few moments of silence, Sam knocked at the big, wooden once again, and still without a response. That was weird, he visited this place when he worked for Rafe. There was a nice, older lady that took care of the whole place and opened the door, always.

Sam sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. Maybe he wasn't here? Maybe he went to some fancy and expensive clinic to recover? Drake wanted to turn on his hill and leave but he decided to try a doorknob. The door opened and this was a big surprise.

Sam walked inside to take a look.

The mansion was empty, there was no one inside. There was no alive nor dead soul around.

Did Rafe move out after this failed treasure hunting?

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He thought he had heard some strange sounds - he couldn't localizate them though. He wasn't even sure whether they were real nor his mind was tricking him.

He tried to roll on his side but realized his back was resting against the cold wall.

Finally, with all of his might, he sat on the floor and rolled his head back, resting it against the wall as well. "Help," he mumbled, not being sure if any soul has heard him.

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Okay, there was a voice that meant that someone was here. The voice sounded quiet and really weak but it certainly was a male voice.

Sam went in the direction of the voice.

Good thing that the mansion was empty so it was easy to locate the poor soul that needed help.

He stopped in front of Rafe, he couldn’t believe his own eyes. Sam was shocked seeing Adler in such a state.

"Holy shit, Rafe. The hell happened to you?," He asked with a frown, approaching the other man carefully.

With barely opened eyes, Rafe tried to snort. "Are.... Ya... Kiddin'.... Me.... Drake?," he stammered weakly.

"You recognize me, that's a good thing. I hope," Sam helped Rafe get back on his feet. "C'mon, we will go to put you down and take a look at these wounds." Sam found Adler's bedroom easily, after all it was the biggest room in the whole house. After placing this wounded bundle of rage on bed, Sam looked around. "Okay. Now you stay here and I will go find an aid kit. I think I know where you have one."

Looking for the kit took a few minutes, but to Sam's surprise, he found few. Maybe it was Adler who was paranoid about his safety or the poor servants were simply ready for every occasion.

After returning to the bedroom Sam took a look at his former enemy. "Are you still with me?"

But Rafe was long unconscious. His breath was shallow, his chest was barely moving, his lips parted like he was about to gasp for air.

"Let's hope you won't die on me here. I am not keen on experiencing such a thing again. Hold on and I will take a look at you... even if after all of this I should just let you bleed to death," Sam said, sitting on the bed.

After removing Rafe's shirt Sam hissed at the simple view of his injuries. It was more than obvious that he did not take care of them even a little bit. Thankfully older Drake knew that to do, he had to patch himself up too many times.

The burning pain from hydrogen peroxide woke Rafe up a little; he let out a loud hiss and cursed a few times, fisting the sheets. "Leave me alooooneee...," he growled.

"If I leave you, you will die and you ain't dying today, I assure you. So shut up and let me work," Sam muttered, not stopping his attempt on cleaning the wounds to later try and stitch the bigger ones.

"It hurts you fucker, leave me alone!," Rafe tried to hit Sam's shoulder.

"It wouldn't hurt that much if you'd take care of them properly," Sam explained and looked at Rafe. A few days ago Adler was wielding the sword like a pro and now he didn't even have enough strength to really hit. Sam rolled his eyes and grabbed Rafe's hand, stopping him with ease. "You move again and I will tie you up to the headboard so I can do my thing," he warned.

"I'll start screaming, Drake," Adler warned, "And I have a loud voice though..."

He hated every second of Sam's presence in his mansions, in his room. Drake thought too much of himself. He wasn't a fucking nurse and he should simply call 911.

"Try it and I will gag you. I have experience in this," Sam hummed and looked at Rafe to wink at him. "Now, stay still or I swear I will knock you out to finish my job."

Rafe stopped shifting and laid there quietly, without whimpering and other sounds.

"Thank you. You see, it's not that hard," Sam chuckled and continued doing his thing. Maybe an hour later he was done. It for sure wasn't perfect but it was enough to help Rafe.

Sam looked at Rafe's chest wrapped in a bandage. "I will have to keep my eye on it. The change will be needed later, I will do this. You will have a chance to take a quick bath before putting on a fresh bandage.," Drake muttered, scratching his cheek.

"I'm not going to spend any more minutes with you. You bursted into my house like it was yours, ok, I'll forgive it," Rafe growled, he was fully awake by then. "You tried to help, nice. You did. Now you can leave. I can handle, happen to be the big boy."

"Big boy who didn't get the treasure, almost bled to death in his own mansion, probably lost everyone that worked for him and is kinda tied up to bed because I bet a hundred bucks that he won't be able to get up and at least walk to the door," Sam said and went to sit in the armchair near the bed. He pulled his cigarettes out and lighted one up, placing it between his lips. "Proof me I am wrong and I will go," Sam dared.

Rafe didn't respond to Sam's words; he got up and immediately pressed hand to his abdomen, hissing loudly, gasping as well.

Trying to pretend he's fine, he tried to walk to the door but after a few steps he simply sank to his knees and sat on the floor. "Don't you dare to smoke inside," he threw the older man a cold glance.

"Or what? You will crawl up here and bite me in the ankle?" Sam chuckled, looking at Rafe who was sitting on the floor. "Comfortable? I thought you could walk," Samuel hummed, mocking Rafe a little.

"Shut up and if you want to smoke, get outside on the balcony."

Sam smiled and got up from his seat to carefully pull Rafe up back to his feet then placed him back on the bed. "Try to not mess up your stitches when I am gone," Sam winked and went on the balcony to finish his cigarette.

Rafe put his head on the pillow and screamed in it, then gasped and rolled to his back, lying motionless on his king-sized bed.

After throwing away the end of the cigarette, Sam returned inside and looked at Rafe. "How do you feel?," He asked, flopping on the armchair.

"Be extremely careful when you sit on my favourite armchair," Rafe growled through clenched teeth. "Oh, so you want to talk about emotions!," Adler snorted and shook his head, hissing. "Let's talk then! Samuel Drake, the brother of sweet, charming, legendary Nathan Drake visits me and nurses me like a fucking baby! He orders me in my fucking mansion! I'm feeling fucking great!"

Sam blinked surprised, watching Rafe barked out all the words. He looked like a tied up animal that tried to be loud for the sake of being loud. It was annoying but it also was obvious that Rafe was kinda mad. "Well, I asked how do you feel after me taking care of your neglected wounds but I will take 'feeling fucking great' and I don't order you. You can do whatever you want," Sam shrugged.

"You came to watch me suffer, it's a victory, isn't it? Now you're free to go," Rafe grunted and rolled to his side.

"No. I came to check if you are fine, seeing that you are not I decided to help you," Sam answered, reaching for the book that was laying next to him. "If I would like to see you suffer, I would watch you bleed out to death and wouldn't bother to move nor touch you."

"Why are you touching my book?"

"Because I wanted to have a look," Sam flipped through the book and stopped at a random page to read it.

"You're still having my book in your hand. Have you at least washed them? No, of course, why would you care about washing hands. The bacterias will be distributed around here now," Rafe gasped. "Bring me water."

Sam rolled his eyes and went to get Rafe the water he requested.

By the time Sam came back, Rafe was already sleeping.

Sam smiled and shook his head, he pulled the blanket over the other man and then returned to the armchair. After placing the glass on the counter, Sam took the book again and started to read it. He was mentally ready for a long night, wanting to make sure that bundle of rage will make it through the night.

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He didn't know how much time passed. He woke up covered in cold sweat; the fresh shirt he wore was soaked at the collar and on the back. He shivered. "Samuel?," He felt an urge to scream yet he cooled himself down. "Samuel? Are you here still? Samuel, I fucking need you."

"I am coming!," Sam yelled walking into the room. Before Rafe even woke up, Sam could see his state; he was tossing and turning in bed as much as his body let him, it was obvious that he got a fever. High one for sure, so Drake decided to go and find a thermometer and it wasn't easy in this big house. "So now you need me, huh?," He teased, handing Rafe the little device. "I bet you know how to use it, right?"

Rafe slipped the thermometer under his tongue and nodded head. "Mhm," he mumbled.

"Good boy. I am proud," Sam joked, petting Rafe on the head.

Rafe grinned only and almost bit through the thermometer.

Sam sat down on the bed and waited just like Rafe did.

Rafe was trying to run his glance off Sam but he couldn't. "Seriously? Yourgh.... Glaaaaayin...," He mumbled.

Sam rolled his eyes and covered his eyes with his hand. "Is that better?"

Rafe almost choked with laughter. "Way baaaattaaa."

"Great! I am glad to hear it, just give me the thing when you are done. After we know how high the fever is I will think what to do," Sam explained, waving his other hand around while the other stayed on his eyes.

Rafe laid quietly for the rest of the necessary time. Once the thermometer started beeping, a younger man poked Drake's ribs.

Sam jumped, surprised by this action. "Hey! Don't do that," He said and then took the thermometer from Refe. "Holly shit. Okay. That's high," Sam muttered. "You have 39° of fever."

"So what now, Mr Nurse?," Rafe asked.

"I am going to put a wet, cold towel on your forehead and I will go dig through your cabinets to find some meds. If I won't find any, I will have to go buy some," He shrugged.

"Don't leave.... I mean, they're in the cabinet, in the bathroom downstairs. Brown, little bottle with pills," Rafe quickly instructed.

Sam nodded. "Okay. I will prepare the towel there." He went to the bathroom downstairs. There he found a clean towel and put it into cold water. After that he looked for the bottle with pills. When Sam was fully ready, he returned upstairs. "Here, this should make you feel better," Drake said softly, placing a folded towel on the other man's forehead. Shortly after that, he prepared meds and water.

Rafe took the pills like a good boy would, he swallowed them with water and placed head back on the pillow. "Thank you," he whispered simply and closed his eyes, enjoying the coldness of the towel on his forehead.

Sam smiled softly and sat next to Rafe on the bed. "I will sit here to keep an eye on you. Sorry for looking at you but I need to make sure it won't get worse."

"Yeah, yeah, I understand," Rafe mumbled and closed his eyes. "Good night, Samuel. Sweet dreams about your baby brother you had lied to."

Sam chuckled and shook his head. "Good night and sweet dreams about treasure you had lost."

Rafe slept calmly till the morning

Sam stayed up as long as he could keep his eyes open.

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First sun rays hot his face gently so he slowly opened his eyes, yawning like a little kitten. Rafe frowned a little as he felt something like a rumbling next to his ear. He opened eyes wider and paled: he was hugged to Samuel Drake's side, Rafe's arm wrapped around another man's chest. Adler looked down and recognized the sound - probably Drake was hungry.

Sam hummed and mumbled in his sleep. He was watching over Rafe for many hours, until he was too tired to sit. Wrapping arms around Rafe, Sam nuzzled to his neck. He didn't really care if this was a dream or if he really hugged someone. Just the warmth was so nice.

Rafe's eyes got wider. He tried to sneak out of the older man's grasp yet he was too weak to perform this. "Samuel. Samuel, halo? It's not funny," Rafe tried to struggle but soon he gave up and put his head to Samuel's chest. "What's happened to my life?," He whispered to himself.

Sam only pulled Rafe even closer, hugging tightly but not tight enough to hurt him more.

Rafe relaxed his muscles and closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth that radiated from the other body next to him.

"I would never say you like to cuddle," Sam said quietly with his hoarse voice. His hand gently rubbed circles on Rafe's back.

Younger man didn't respond as he fell asleep again in the arms of Sam.

"Yes. You are a cuddler," Sam hummed and kissed Rafe's forehead, checking if he still had a fever by this action.

Rafe tightened his hug around Sam's waist and mumbled something; his bangs went messy.

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It was at least half a month since Sam kinda broke into Rafe's house.

Half a month since Sam found Rafe bleeding and forced him into recovery under his wings.

"I think that's it. Everything healed nicely, without any complications. Bruises are gone and you build up strength," Sam said with a little shrug, he was honestly really happy with Rafe's recovery. "Guess it's time for me to go."

Rafe who came to the kitchen was putting his favourite black t-shirt on, presenting his well built abs with some scars to Sam. "I told you that you can stay, Drake. The house is huge enough for us two."

Sam smiled, looking at Rafe. "Oh I know that but I remember how much you wanted me to go and leave you alone. You tried to hit me. So, I don't want to stay longer than you can tolerate me."

"I don't mind you here, I thought I made myself clear on this matter before," Rafe said and sat at the table.

"By hitting me or biting me this one time. I still have your fucking teeth mark on my shoulder," Sam muttered.

"Sorry not sorry, dear, sometimes emotions are over your control," Rafe replied smoothly. "So what? Will you stay?"

Sam chuckled. "Emotions. You are just a fucking animal, that's all," Drake pretended to roll his eyes but smiled soom. "And what will I get for staying here?"

Rafe furrowed his brows and stretched his back lightly. He got up, walked to Sam and briefly kissed his cheek. "Is that a good fee? Are you happy now? If yes, take my card and go to the shop, we're running out of Pringles and beer.

Sam laughed and got up to grab Rafe and kiss him deeply, slipping his tongue into Adler's mouth. "Be back in half an hour. Send me the full shopping list via Text," Sam hummed after pulling away.

Rafe ran hand through his bangs that fell into his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, cool down a little with showing your affection, I know you more than like me, Samuel."

After one more quick kiss, Sam grabbed Rafe’s wallet and went to shop.

When Drake left the mansion, Rafe took a seat at the table again and smiled to himself. It was the very first time in a while when he felt purely happy.

[exhabigou]

“You wanna hear insane?”

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UPDATED REQUESTS LIST & MASTERLIST

EDIT: my links aren’t working… but for now you can still use the search icon and type the name of the character you’re looking for!!

Here are the characters I currently write for! I've put them in order of most wanted! I tend to write based on my mood so the list may change from time to time!

Happy to write nsfw!

I only write female readers, I’m usually happy with most so send requests in but I won’t do: daddy kinks, harmful nsfw, fics that mention depression, self harm, abuse, etc.

If I have an issue with any requests I will let you know!

Jonathan Reid (Vampyr)

Geoffrey McCullum (Vampyr)

McReid (Jonathan x Geoffrey) Vampyr

Erik (Phantom of the Opera)

Alucard (Castlevania)

Silco (Arcane)

Cullen (Dragon Age Inquisition)

Solas (Dragon Age Inquisition)

Rafe Adler (Uncharted)

Indiana Jones

Kratos (God of War)

Detective Loki (prisoners)

MASTERLIST BELOW THE CUT!

MORPHEUS/DREAM

A Brief Moment of Control - warnings: *NSFW*

My Dream - Warnings: none

DETECTIVE LOKI

Gentle Moments - Warnings: None

Jealous Headcanon - Warnings: *NSFW*

A Way Back to Calm - Warnings: None!

Internship - Warnings- Swearing

Makeout - Warnings - Kissing

It's All I Could Think About - Warnings: *NSFW*

Loving Loki - Part One

Loving Loki - Part Two 

Loving Loki - Part Three

Loving Loki - Part Four

Loving Loki - Part Five

Loving Loki - Part Six

KRATOS (GOD OF WAR)

In A Daydreamed Moment - Warnings - none!

Petite - Warnings: Mentions of blood/violence

Somewhere Quiet - Warnings: None

INDIANA JONES

Secret Lovers - *NSFW*

First Time - *NSFW*

RAFE ADLER (UNCHARTED)

I Know You Part One - Warnings: None

I Know You Part Two - Warnings *NSFW*

ALUCARD (CASTLEVANIA)

Failed Attempts - Warnings- Swearing

SILCO (ARCANE)

Loyalty - Warnings *NSFW*

Inventor Headcanons - Warnings: None

Something I Didn't Know I Needed - Warnings: Swearing

Lost Control - Warnings: NSFW 18+, rough sex, intoxication.

Stress - Warnings: None

Words Cannot Harm Us - Warning: A little NSFW, making out

Starcrosed Lovers - Warnings: None

Untitled - Warnings *NSFW*

Secret Lovers - *NSFW*

First Time - *NSFW*

RAFE ADLER (UNCHARTED)

I Know You Part One - Warnings: None

I Know You Part Two - Warnings *NSFW*

CULLEN RUTHERFORD (DRAGON AGE)

Secret Admirer Part Two - Warnings: *NSFW*

Secret Admirer Part One - Warnings: None

Headcanon: Reader who gets lost - Warnings: none

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN (REQUESTS CLOSED)

ELIJAH KAMSKI

The Test

GAVIN REED

Not always an Asshole

RK900

Jacket

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Well, it seems I got somebody invested…

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Relieve The Stress || Rafe Adler x Reader smut

Summary: Sex is just a stress reliever, isn't it?😏

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2435

Authors: Cass & Rouge

"Fucking Drake brothers!," Rafe growled slamming the door behind him as he stepped into his mansion.

Avery's treasure was within reach of his hands but those brothers simply had to jump in and fuck everything up. They sunk the whole ship and destroyed the whole cave, so gold was buried deep down in the water, in not reachable cave.

Rafe was lucky enough to somehow run away, even when Nadine left him to die, yet some of her men were stupid enough to stay. Rafe promised them money for help, after all.

He reached his house angry, wounded thanks to younger Drake and tired from whole trip and everything that happened in past few weeks. "I hope she is fucking here...," Rafe muttered. "Y/N!," He yelled and his voice echoed within the building.

"Rafael?," you asked as you walked outside your room and stood at the top of the wooden stairs. "Oh, God, I was so worried!," you cried out and ran downstairs to jump right into man's arms, ignoring the fact he was all dirty and seemed angry.

Rafe hissed loudly because of the bleeding gash in his stomach but still wrapped arms around your body. "I missed you too, angel, but be so kind and let go of me before my guts spill on this nice dressing-gown you're wearing," he muttered, pushing you away from him. Rafe set you aside and limped into the kitchen. "Be so sweet and fetch me the first aid kit. It should be in the bathroom. Also please grab the bottle of vodka on your way."

"Yes, honey, be right back!," announcing, you ran to grab the medical supplies and bottle of alcohol, just like he asked you for.

As soon as you got back, you grabbed his palm. "C'mon, I'll help you."

"I know how to stitch myself, angel. I don't want you to get your hands dirty with my blood," he muttered and removed his shirt, tossing it on the floor. Rafe sighed deeply, pushing his hair back in their right place. "Whole fucking treasure! Under water. Buried under fucking rocks," he growled as he started to stitch his wound. "And all because of those two clowns. Can you believe this, angel? Huh?"

With a sad grimace on your face, you walked up to him and touched his bare shoulder as gently as you could. "One day they will regret playing against you. I am sure about this," you tried to calm him down a little. "And maybe there's still a chance of getting this treasure?"

"This stupid bitch from Shoreline left me to burn on this goddamn ship," he chuckled darkly and shook his head. "But she will regret this, I wonder how her little mercenary group will go without money." Soon, Rafe was done with his wound and handed you the bandage. "You wanted to help so go for it,” he said with small smile and decided to answer your question about getting the treasure again. "Sadly no, the cave collapsed and the ship was blown. No gold for us, angel."

With your skilled fingers, you put the bandage to the wound on his stomach, from time to time gently caressing his well-outlined muscles. "I'm so sorry about the treasure, Rafe," you claimed truly, from the bottom of your heart.

You knew how much it meant to him, to get this treasure. But now everything was gone.

Rafe took your small, soft palms into his big, rough ones. He kissed your fingers gently and shrugged. "I would fucking murder both of them for this but it's not the last treasure on the planet." Suddenly, Rafe pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. "And for now I am holding my greatest treasure."

You blushed hardly at his words, it was followed by soft, nervous giggle. You never knew when he was serious with you, and when he was only playing around. "I can help you looking for another treasure, if you will want," you told him. "Once I came across a book in which some kind of treasure was mentioned. It's supposed to be hidden somewhere in France."

"Oh, how romantic. Not such a bad idea though," Rafe hummed taking the bottle of vodka you brought, he opened it and took a big sip ignoring the burning on his tongue. "I could get us the best hotel room, with the view of Eiffel Tower and fuck you all night long. Last time you liked it, angel. I honestly though the hotel staff will come to silence us," he chuckled before taking another sip.

You blushed even harder than before. "Rafael!," you giggled nervously yet nuzzled to his bare chest. "You know I have always dreamt of going to France! I'd love to see the Eiffel Tower, Louvre, ah!," you counted slowly, getting a little bit lost in thoughtfulness. "Besides, you know what I like if it comes to some other things that I am not as open about as you are," you kissed his jaw.

Rafe laughed pulling the bottle away from his lips. "Oh yeah, I know. I know my angel loves to have her tight cunt nicely fucked," Rafe hummed as his hands untied your cute, pink dressing-gown, reviling a nice set of white lace underwear. "How someone so sexy and hot can be so innocent and quiet, huh?"

"Lady in streets, tigress in sheets," you claimed and helped him take your dressing-gown off. Your hand was placed to his cheek and you looked into his beautiful eyes. "And I know that no matter how many girls you could have at once, you will always come back to me."

After these words you slowly climbed onto his lap, straddling him and making yourself comfortable.

"Oh, angel. Don't make such a bastard out of me. You have house, best stuff and me only for yourself," Rafe hummed, handing you the bottle. "C'mon, take a sip and then we can play a little."

You grabbed the bottle and looked man in the eyes. Then you started sipping from the bottle, almost downing it at once.

"You will never stop surprising me, angel," Rafe hummed and started to kiss your neck, moving down quickly.

You took a break from sipping the alcohol and with free hand you grabbed his jaw. Holding it still, you kissed him deeply, pushing your tongue into his mouth. Then, you finished the alcohol.

"Greedy," he summed up and then got up with you in his arms. Not the smartest idea for sure, taking his latest injury, but he didn't care. Rafe was full of anger inside and he needed to fuck it out of his system before he’d have gone insane. He walked with you to his bedroom. "Were you good when I was gone?"

"Always a good girl," you whispered into man's ear, nibbling onto his earlobe a little. "I was just playing with myself a little, thinking about you and your body," you informed him. "And you?"

"Because of those two fuckers I didn't even have a single moment for myself, so I couldn't jerk off to the pictures you sent me,” man growled, placing you down on the bed. "But let's be honest, nothing is better than your cunt."

"I know," you whispered, taking a lock of your hair behind your ear. "I missed you much, Rafe," you wrapped arms around his neck and gently pulled him closer to place a kisses to his jaw and lips. "Fuck me," you asked.

Rafe kissed you and laughed softly against your lips. "Oh, with pleasure, angel. This is something I need right now." He kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth. It easily dominated your, this kiss was simply to show what he needed. Rafe's hands unclasped your bra and tossed it aside. He pulled away and looked you into the eyes before moving his rough palms down your body until he reached your panties.

You laid your back on a mattress, aching your back a little as his hands found your soft, sweet spot. You cupped your breasts and squeezed them a little. With a soft grin dancing on your lips, you observed his movements. "Don't play with me, darling, as I miss you fucking much," you mumbled quietly. Feeling how alcohol started to overwhelm your body and mind, you slipped hand down your body, right into your panties. You rubbed your already wet clit and then reached to his jeans.

He grabbed your hands and pulled them away. "No touching, angel,” he winked at you and then removed your panties before removing the rest of his own clothes. Rafe was hard for your already, the mix of all the emotions inside of him only fired up his need for you. "So ya say you want me to fuck you, huh? Beg for it."

"Oh, Rafael!," you moaned unhappily. You writhed in bed in all possible ways. "Fuck me, don't let me wait any longer for that cock to stretch me out nicely," you whined and rubbed thighs together to release some of your arousal. "I need you to fill me up with this cock. This little cunt missed your length as fucking much as now is dripping for you."

"I love when this angel begs like a whore," Rafe said and got comfortable between your legs. "Since you ask me so nicely, I will grant your wish." He wasted no more time and pushed into you, setting a rough and fast pace from the beginning.

With parted lips you rolled your head back, gasping loudly as your back arched. Instinctively, your legs were wrapped tightly around his angular hips. "Yes!," you screamed as your pussy already clenched for him, making it almost impossible for him to pull out of you.

"C'mon, angel, relax a little. You want me to fuck you, remember?," Rafe teased and his lips traveled to one of your nipples. He sucked and bite it gently while his other hand took care of the other nipple.

"I'm... trying...," you whimpered quietly. Soon, you relaxed within his arms, still moaning like a little kitten. "Harder, harder, baby!," you whined for him, trying your best to roll your hips.

Rafe followed your wish, fucking you as fast and hard as you wanted it. His hand moves between your bodies to play with your clit. "You like it, angel?," He growled, looking at you.

"Yes," you replied shortly, licking your lips with the tip of your tongue. "Fuck, it's so good!" You let him fuck you hardly, but when you were close enough that it started to hurt, you touched his cheek to gain his attention. "I wanna ride your cock."

Rafe let you a quiet sound that was mix of a anger and growl, nuzzling to your palm. Feeling that you're getting close, he slowed down his movements and placed a soft kiss to your lips. "Just because you were a good girl," Rafe said quietly and then flipped both of you so you were on top of him.

As you got comfortable on his lap, you started rolling your hips for him, back and forth, constantly. You rolled head back and laced hands to his chest, scratching his skin lightly, paying extra attention to his neck as you knew he loved it. You leant down, trying your best to not touch his bandaged wound, and you kissed him while still moving up and down his hard cock.

"Fuck,” he growled into the kiss pushing his hips up a little to give you a thrust. "C'mon, angel. Don't be shy and cum around my cock. I can feel this sweet cunt getting tighter," Rafe said and his hand returned to your clit, pinching it gently.

You straightened your back and made sure his hands were placed to your hips; you simply adored it when he was holding you tight when you two were having sex. "Beg for it," you teased him with an innocent smirk on your rosy lips. You cheeks were blushed from the tiredness that manifested in faster breathing and drops of sweat on your chest.

He frowned looking at you. "Oh, you poor soul. Angel, you should know by now that I don't beg for anything. I take what I want," Rafe smiled and started to thrust his hips up into you while his fingers started to seriously abuse your clit.

"Fuck...," You cursed loudly and rolled your hips as fast as it was possible.

Then, your pussy clenched so tightly around his cock and it started clenching rhythmically that all you could do was scream his name over and over again until all of your juices and wetness covered his member.

Rafe kept his pace looking up at you with proud smile and soon filled you up with his warm cum. "Now, you see? It wasn't so hard, angel,” he sat up and kissed your lips deeply.

You gave the kiss back and pushed him back in the mattress. You got off his lap and made sure to suck his cock clean after this little adventure. When you were done, you laid by his side, putting your head to his chest, and putting one arm on it as well. Nuzzling to him, you smiled and pressed your lips to his cleavage. "Is it a proper moment to remind you that you're irreplaceable?," You whispered quietly.

Rafe laughed. "Oh, angel. No need to remind me, I know this,” he shrugged and wrapped his arm around you. "Where will you find another rich, handsome and clever man as me?"

"Let's think...," You hummed and looked up at him while placing your chin to his chest. "Maybe I should start dating older Drake? "

"Then I would find you, love," he said looking down on you, "And I would make sure that no one else, not even Sam himself would want you. Acid can really destroy this pretty face," Rafe said fully seriously. "You’re mine, remember this,” he reminded you, squeezing you a little tighter.

You were looking at him with serious face, but shortly after you burst with laughter. "I know, I'm only yours, baby," you informed him and kissed his lips. "Don't need to threaten me in our shared bed. If you'll keep on this, you’ll have to jerk your sweet dick for next few weeks," you tapped his nose and got up from the bed. "I'm going to take a shower, and you take some rest."

Rafe shook his head. "I need a shower too, at least I will have some more time with you,” he said following you.

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Technologically Challenged

Woderful @charted-uncharted​ Gave me idea about Sam having some problems with the new world after being pulled out from the prison.

I hope you like it, friend!

BIG THANKS to my best girl @martakasravi​ for playing the reader ♥

Sam didn't like fact that Rafe pulled him out from the prison. It's not that he didn't want to be free, but he knew that Adler basically meant a huge troubles.

Drake walked out trough the main gate and saw Adler with some woman, Sam wasn't sure what to think about this all.

"Ah! Look at that, Y/N. The Avery expert. Sam Drake, in flesh. Alive and well," Rafe said with nasty smile of his, placing hand on Sam's shoulder. "I hope they treated you well?"

Sam took the duffle bag off his shoulder. He wanted to puch Rafe right in the face but he simply couldn't. "Yea, they did."

"I'm glad, but now," Rafe said and looked at you, gesturing at Sam. "This is Samuel. Samuel, this is Y/N. She will take care of you."

Sam raised his eyebrow. "I am not that sexually deprivated to grab whatever girl you brought along, Rafe," he said looking at you with a frown.

Rafe only laughed. "My dear friend, the world has changed. She will make sure that you can understand it. I don't really have time for teaching and babysitting you."

You furrowed your brows at other man's comment; it wasn't that you didn't try to understand him but he behaved like a total jerk. "Well, even if Rafe would have paid me, I wouldn't ride your cock, buddy," you smirked at him coldly, tilting your head a little. "I suggest you to be a little less unkind. We're about to team up after all."

After these words you tugged slightly on Rafe's sleeve. "Can we have a minute?"

As two of you walked aside for a moment, you put hands to your hips. "So, you're saying I have to take care of this dude? Like, are you kidding me, Rafe? Do I look like a desperate? When you've called me saying you need a hand I thought about something else. I'm not a babysitter," you growled quietly.

"You are one from now on, babe," Rafe hummed and took a look at his phone before returning his attention to you fully. "Samuel is a nice guy, he is just a little bit lost. I told you what happened thirteen years ago. I bet he was expecting to see his little brother, not us," he said with a soft laugh. "Once you two get to the hotel, he will be nicer," Rafe patted your are and looked at Sam. "Ready to go?"

Sam only nodded.

You didn't reply to Rafe's words. Briefly glancing on Sam, you got into the car and waited for men to join you.

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As the car stopped in front of the hotel, you patted Rafe's knee. "Wish me luck."

Rafe didn't reply to your words, he looked at Sam in the mirror. "Don't hurt her."

Sam rolled his eyes and get out of the car, taking the bag with him.

The hotel was for sure fucking expensive, it was Rafe afterall. He would never book a cheap hotel.

Sam looked at the high building and then looked down on his old clothes. "I hope they will let me in. I look like homeles," he sighed, looking at you.

You were observing how Rafe's car vanished in the distance. Then your attention went fully to Drake. "Well, you kinda do. All you need right now is hit shower and some rest," you summed up while patting his shoulder. "C'mon," you tugged on the sleeve of his old jeans shirt.

"I would give out whole world for a bathroom and soft mattress," he muttered and followed you.

Sam could feel the nasty glances on him while you were taking care of the this at the desk. He never really cared what people thought but here, in such a luxerious place, Sam felt judged even by a cleaning lady.

He was more than happy when you informed him you two can go to the room. Spending night in one room with woman he bearly know was going to be odd but at least he wasn't alone.

When you were awaiting for the lift, you handed him an entrance card to the room. "Here. I'll ride on the floor with you but you'll need to get to the room first as I have one more thing to do. I promise I won't be long," you told him and smirked when the lift opened its door for you. "After you."

Sam stopped right in front of the door and looked at you. "Well, I may be a stupid prisoner but even I know the door won't open without a key," Sam smiled playing with card between his fingers. "I could use that but this would be illegal.'

You got off the lift and looked at the man, tilting your head slightly. In the first moment you didn't get his point but when you finally did, you bursted in laughter. "Oh, God! Drake! I mean, I'm sorry! I should have let you know what to do! Hotels are not using traditional keys to room nowadays. They use magnetic cards, like the one you're holding right now," you informed while walking to him. "All you need to do is place the card in a scanner, like this," you took the card out of man's palm and slipped it into the device next to the door. The lock clicked and the door opened.

Sam blinked, looking at the door. "Oh... Pfff! I knew that! I was just playing, ya know, using some of my charm to make you smile," he winked at took the card from you, marching into the room proudly. He felt stupid. IN FORNT OF A WOMAN!

Throwing bag on the floor, Sam flopped on the first bed, nuzzling to soft pillows. "This is something," he muttered lowly, relaxing. "I better go take a shower before I fell asleep here, in this poor state. I hope showers still work the same."

"You don't need the card to get into the shower though," you chuckled and closed the door behind you. "So, bathroom is on the left, balcony on the right. I have to leave you alone for a while. Just remember that if you want to use electricity, the card needs to be put here, in this little device," you pointed on the wall right next to the main door. "Go take a shower and I'll be right back," you smiled at him a little before leaving the room.

Sam listened to you and nodded. "Understood, ma'am!," He saluted before going to the batroom.

The shower was a blessing. The privacy and warm water was something he missed for thirteen years! No reason to be afraid of all those "soap in the shower" jokes anymore.

After wasing off all the dirt, Sam used the hotel towel to dry himself and wrap it around his hips.

Suddenly, the door opened and you stepped into the room, holding few aper bags in hands. You closed the door with your leg and gasped, placing bags on the desk located near the bathroom door. "So!...," You were cut off by the sight of naked man with nothing but a white towel wrapped around his hips. You blushed a little but kept straight face. "I brought you few things. You need to try them on. I don't know your size, and taking fact you're pretty tall I'm afraid some of them might not fit well," you informed him. "Take a look."

"Oh... I was hoping these are takeouts," he sighed dissapointed and nodded. "Just give me a moment."

Sam went to the bathroom and left it few minutes later, fully dressed. "Okay, let's see how weird people like to dress up those days," he joked and looked into one of the bags.

He found there a nice, silky suit, a pair of jeans, two belts, few t-shirts and two spots of classic shirts, one black and one white.

He looked at you. "Ya know? I will take pants and t-shirts, all the rest is not really my thing," Sam repacked all bags, he put new clothes into his guffle bag. "Just... I have no money. Unless people now pay with credits like in Star Wars?"

You reached your purse and pulled the wallet out. You looked for a moment and handled h a gold credit card. "Your PIN is 6978, don't forget it."

"I remember the weirdest facts from history. PIN ain't a problem for me," he said taking the card. "Let me guess. It's hooked up to Rafe's fortune, huh?"

"Of course it's, my little bee," you told him. "He decided to spoil you a little so be glad and use as much as you can."

"So... Maybe I should get myself a nice bike, leather jacket, sunglasses, and drive off in the direction of setting sun," Sam joked.

"This credit card belongs to you now. You can buy and do whatever you want. Remember only that all of your actions will have consequences," you shrugged and sat on the edge of king-sized bed.

"It wouldn't really be my first time when the consequences bite me in the ass," he shrugged and sat next to you. "So? I am waiting at your lesson. What else changed in the world?"

"Here," you said while pulling something out of your jacket pocket.

It was nothing else but a newest iPhone.

"This is your new phone. All the necessary contacts are already added."

"And...," Sam sighed rubbing his face. He felt so lost. Being guided by a woman was kinda emberassing. "Okay, Y/N. Can you help me? I know it must be pathetic for me to not understand these stuff, but you know."

"It's normal taking you've been to prison for years," you told him. "First, you need to know what you operate on this phone only by using fingers, no matter how oddly it sounds, haha," you chuckled. "You need to put your finger here," you took his hands in your and guided it, "this is a finger scanner. It will unlock the phone for you."

Sam listened to you, nodding his head and following your instructions. After a moment he smiled at you. "Okay! I think I get it."

"I hope you do, oldie," you patted his back and got up from your place. "If you'll have any questions, you can always call me. I'm in your contacts under name Starlet," you chuckled.

"Wait, Y/N. I have a lot of questions. Don't leave me like this," he said, looking at you. "What if I lock myself in this room?"

"I need to go and order some food," you told him. "And you're a big boy. You'll survive for 10 minutes alone."

Sam nodded slowly, watching you leave. He was hungry but also tired. Out of the boredom, Sam pulled out the phone you gave him and started to play with it to check what else he could do with it.

When you came back, Sam was asleep on his bed. Phone was laying right next to him. Apperently he fell asleep watching gameplay from Tomb Raider on YouTube.

You closed the door after getting into the room. As you spotted him napping on the bed, you put boxes with chicken and rice on the desk and walked to the bed. You grabbed the phone in your hands and chuckled quietly seeing a video containing some adventure game gameplay that was still on. You exited the application and locked the phone, placing in on a nightstand. You clicked your high heels off. Then, you sneaked into his bed as you were tired as well. You put head to the second pillow and fell asleep.

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Chapter 11 - The Edge Of Regret

“Why did you save me…?” She mumbled in between sniffles, her head craning further into his chest. Rafe’s attention snapped to her, his thumb pausing in its movements. He could have easily used Samuel to find Avery’s treasure without her. Still, in a split second, he’d watched her go over the edge; being dragged by her brother had filled him with a dread Rafe hadn’t felt in years, not since he had to escape from that Panama prison all those years ago with Samuel and Nathan.  Rafe gritted his jaw as he embraced her tighter. “You would assist me better than Samuel ever would.” He excused. It was a lie more to himself than for her benefit. “You don’t wish for me to die in a horribly painful manner, unlike him.” Sara pulled away from his embrace, his arm going slack around her. She looked up at him, her green orbs shining through red puffy eyes. It was a sight that made his stomach lurch in an unsettling manner, in more ways than one. His face was grim as he stared down at her, trying to remain emotionless and not give anything away. “Do you need…a moment?” Sara glanced away as she thought until her eyes trained back on him. She shook her head. “No, let's just get this over with.” Her tone was bitter, overly obvious that she just wanted to find the treasure and leave. Sara was done with Avery and his pirates, done with this adventure, and utterly done with Samuel. She knew that she’d have to break the news to Elena when she returned home, something she feared doing. Sara and Elena had become close, even more so than sisters-in-law, and for that, Sara knew that the news of Nathan’s passing would break her, even after the fight that had broken out between the married couple due to Samuel’s interference. Her hands dropped from his chest as his left her head and back, but he still reached out to grab her hand with his as she moved to follow after Nadine. Sara paused, looking back over her shoulder at him, seeing his expression. “There’s more to it, isn’t there?”

[ignorantarmiesclashbynight]

When you come up with the perfect title for a chapter about the run-up to the Panama incident in UC4...

(‘Loyalty, Divided’)

[shygamergirl01]

Sam Drake Imagines (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/qqYNZtNmXN Some of my imagines are also on Tumblr. Link to my blog is in my description. Support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/angiearnes - - - - - The main character's name throughout the imagines will be Megan and she will be Victor Sullivan's grand daughter. (At some imagines, this won't apply to them.) But now, this has been changed to Request…

[megraen]

The Taste of Poisonous Gold - Chapter 12

After having descended into the catacombs beneath Avery’s home, Samuel and Sara had let the group through the dark tunnels, having first travelled through a steel gate that shut close behind them, making it so that they couldn’t backtrack until Nadine called for one of her men to come and use the lever on the other side, they decided to press on, walking through winding tunnels until they came around a large wooden platform, making them halt. Some of the floors had fallen through, and when Sara shined her torch on what lay below, the sight of scattered wooden spikes greeted them and some dead pirates that had fallen victim to the trap. “Ladies first?” Samuel stated, looking at his sister. She stared back at him with a challenging glare. “Then be a gentleman and listen to what the lady wants. You go first.” Sara snapped back, making Samuel roll his jaw. Nadine stepped forward, aiming the barrel of her gun into the side of Samuel’s head. “You heard her. You go first.” She nudged the metal into his skull, reinforcing the point. “Not how I wanted to be dominated by two women…” Samuel muttered, stepping closer to the platform. Sara and Nadine shared a disgusted look over the man’s less-than-appealing comment. As Samuel took hesitant steps over each platform square, Sara followed up behind him. “Nothing better than sibling bonding, huh Sara?” “Don’t make me push you in, Sam.” Sara yelled back at him, but her brother just laughed at the remark, continuing to work out the puzzle board as he went along. As he made it to the other side, Sara was close behind, the sibling’s path being followed by Shoreline and Rafe. Continuing further into the catacombs, they found a room with three doorways, but two were caved in, leaving only one route to take. “Let’s hope it’s the right one.” Sara sighed, taking the only option that they had to press on, but Rafe Stopped her, forcing Samuel in front of her, using the man as a meat shield for any traps they might still encounter. And Sara let him.

[till-writes-blog]

treasure 09.08.16

"Listen, Sam, I know how much you want this."

Sam was silent. The wind was light, stale; the jungle forestry around them was rustling faintly.

"We don't need it."

Nathan's voice was strained. He lifted a hand towards his brother pleadingly.

A distant boom echoed. Rafe was still at work.

"Let's go home now."

Sam turned his back on the island.

"Fine."

[its-deputy-caleb]

Jasmine, aloe vera, palm tree:)

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

uhhh probably like the 80s blade runner cause it was amazing and i love the whole cyberpunk vibe but i feel its got the vibe of 'seen it once, goes on my top ten faves , never watches again' list lmao

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

making like a really hearty homey meal and just eating in my apartment feeling like i've made it in life enough to be happy?? idk if that makes sense

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

holy fuck thats a long list of very stinky villains i'm obsessed with. i honestly don't think i can pick one lol so some would be like vergil, pagan min, john seed, albert wesker, rafe adler, mother miranda but there's heaps more lol

[quentinbecks]

9, 12, 19, and 23 for fic asks?

Thank you, Liz! Ily for sending these in 💕

9. longest wip of the year

Because I haven’t been writing much lately and the most I have is 1 k words in each tops, I’m going to include my fic as a whole which is around 36 k now.

12. favorite character to write about this year

Out of my own ocs, it’s obviously Charlie. Out of all the fictional characters I write for? It’s definitely a toss up between Joseph Seed and Rafe Adler. Sorry John 🤷🏼‍♀️

19. any new fics to start next year

I have a couple of ideas for each of Charlie’s verses that I would like to write. Mainly backstories and what not. Also, everyday I become more inspired to write something for Phoebe and her trash boyfriend, so that’s always a possibility too!

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

What didn’t I get to write this year? A few kinktober pieces for John and Charlie, specifically a 69 piece and a rim job piece 🙈

There’s also my serial killer AU that I slacked on after hyping it up so much, but I’m still not sure how to go about it. Hopefully in the new year?