#cowboy!rafe smut

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Better on you

18+, MDNI, p in v, save a 🐎 ride a 🤠 ! Porn with no plot at all

“Shit.” He grunted, hands on your hips as he guided you up and down on his cock, your head was thrown bad in pure bliss before he hit the skin of your thigh.

“Eyes on me, darlin’.” He said, making you snap your eyes open and look at him, a smirk falling over his face, an idea popping into his head.

He looked gorgeous, nothing on his body except for his hat loosely on his head.

His hands reached for the hat, you furrowing your eyebrows as he took it off and put it on top of your head, fitting it onto your head. You glanced up at it and back at him.

“I like it better on you.” He told you, and he swears he could cum from the sight of you in that moment.

He looked up at you, on top of him, your hands strewn across his chest and his hat on your head. He let out a low groan again, and moved his hands back to your hips, helping you speed up as you let out a squeal.

“Sh- shit, Rafe!”

“You just need me to do everythin’ for ya, don’t you?” He asked you. “That’s a’ight.” He mumbled, watching as you came undone on his cock with a cry of his name.

[pintrestgrl]

this was a request and the idea was so cute !! please send more asks and feel free to say whatever is in your guys pretty minds !!

also let me know if you like this writing style, or if you want more detailed and more dialogue instead of like this. this is my first writing post, and my first time writing smut. so please be gentle, i beg. i’d love thoughts and tips too !! constructive criticism i beg 🙏

warnings: slight manipulative!rafe, piv, spit, hookup.

cowboy!rafe x sweetheart!reader

he would catch you stumbling onto his farm after your truck had broken down, seeing you sneak to pet his horses.

“you ain’t supposed to be in here, angel.”

he’d call out, startling you. you would explain to him your situation, and he realized how sweetly you talked to him, how easy it would be to corrupt you, and so that he did. he somehow would convince you that he just needed a payment for helping you out.

so, you found yourself bouncing up and down on his cock, his sweaty and dirty body sticking to you as he sat on a stack of hay, your braided pigtails moving with you.

“fuck, angel. lookin’ so pretty on my dick.” he groans, before pulling on both of the braids, causing your body to lean back so he could take your soft tits in his mouth.

you’d moan under the pain and pleasure from the whole thing, eyes rolling back. “i can’t, ‘s too much. needa’ cum.”

he’d speak against your hard nupples, moving his calloused hand to rub your clit. “you gotta pay me, baby. i fixed your car, didn’t i?”

“mhm, okay.” was all you could manage to whimper out, as his thrusts quickened.

he would be moaning and groaning, sounds of skin slapping and the smell of sex filling the barn. he pressed a hand against your lower stomach, and you swore you saw stars. you quite literally could not hold it anymore, before creaming all over his cock.

he’d twitch inside of you, but not quite cum. he lifted his head from your chest, looking down at the white ring of cum around his cock. your sweaty bodies were sticking to eachother, and you were definitely fucked dumb.

“nuh uh. that ain’t enough. i ain’t even cum, baby.”

“i know, ‘m sorry. i couldn’t hold it.” you’d say quietly, embarrassed as you kept eye contact with him.

“guess you just gonna hafta be a big girl, and let me fuck you again. right? ain’t that what i deserve?” he would say, tilting his head. clearly expecting no other answer but yes.

“oh, i- okay, i guess.” you’d nod slowly, chest still heaving.

“good girl. just take it, angel.” he’d say, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead, before spitting down onto his still cock inside of you, and slowly moving your hips up and down.

[rafecameroninterlude]

decided to make a cowboy!rafe x farmer’s!daughter!reader moodboard for a oneshot i’m posting tonight. i was inspired by the movie twister <3

[rafesgoldrings]

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

Pairing: Cowboy!Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mutual masturbation, smut, light choking, reader rides Rafe, not proof read so i’m sorry if there’s any errors or this isn’t as good as usual😭, I’m almost positive that’s all

Summary: When you see that Rafe Cameron is looking for new ranch hands, you jump at the opportunity. You’ve heard the rumors about him being a cowboy casanova and plan on keeping it professional, but his blue eyes and thick southern drawl make it harder than you planned

A/N: First off @congratsloserr you’re literally a genius for this request and I hope I did it justice. Second, this isn’t the last time you’ll be seeing Cowboy Rafe🤭

You and Rafe had been going out for a few weeks, you’d started working at his ranch when you saw they needed some help. Everyone had told you about Rafe and how he was an incredible boss, but a major cowboy casanova so don’t get any ideas. Now that really was the plan, go to work, do your job, then leave, nothing other than that. But then he walked in, his big blue eyes looking directly into yours, he was wearing a light green button down, bootcut blue jeans, and cowboy boots and hat. You’ve heard people say they feel that spark at first glance, but believed it to be bullshit because how can you feel that connection from a single glance? This is how.

You tried so hard to be strong, really resist the charming smile he’d give you. The way he’d call you ‘darlin’ and ‘sweetheart’ with his thick southern accent, but it was becoming harder and harder. He’d been spending more time with you, insisting it was to make sure you’d settled in nicely and to help you out a bit, but then the flirting started. He’d greet you with a ‘mornin beautiful, how’s my favorite girl today?’ and walk you to and from your car each morning, telling you how lucky he was to have someone as incredible as you working for him. The resistance you’d worked so hard to build gradually falling more and more apart with each brush of his hand against yours.

And then he’d asked you. He’d asked you the question you tried so hard to avoid even happening. ‘Hey darlin, would you like to go out to dinner with me Friday night?’ it was inappropriate. He was your boss and a huge player who didn’t respect any of the women he met. It would be terrible to agree…

So here you are…several dinner dates later and in a semi official relationship. The most you’d done with him is give a small peck on his lips, maybe if you didn’t put out he would get bored and you could go back to just being his new ranch hand. But it didn’t seem to be working very well, he still asked you out and still placed his hand on your lower back as if he was claiming you. He still gave you a small kiss on the cheek when you’d part your separate ways at the end of the night, still greeted you with the same flirtatious things he’d always done.

And then, because why the hell wouldn't it happen to you, you’d been in his home instead of the usual restaurant you went to for dinner. Maybe you'd felt a tad bit more bold, or maybe it was because you no longer wanted to resist the temptation of him. He’d made you a very nice dinner and paired it with some fancy wine you couldn’t even pronounce. It was actually a nice evening, a night with just the two of you and nobody else around. Felt almost natural, he offered you the guest bedroom if you wanted to say and you accepted after a few moments to think. Was it a mistake? Maybe, but isn’t life all about making mistakes?

He was still wearing his cowboy hat, technically you could blame what happened next in the two glasses of wine if anyone asked, when you decided to kiss him. All the tension built over the last few weeks finally bubbling over. Your tongues battling for dominance until his took over. It made your head spin and you needed to pull away for air. Your lips swollen from the intensity, then you reached up and pulled his hat off of his head and put it on your own. Watching as he ran his hand through his messy hair and gave you a smirk.

“You know what they say about the cowboy hat rule don’t you sweetheart?” you shook your head no, a toothy grin on your face.

“Well,” he pulled his phone out and connected it to his home speaker before playing the song ‘Save a horse, Ride a cowboy’ “I think this song sums it up pretty well”

Giving him a small smirk, you unbuttoned his shirt and took a minute to admire his abs, and then undid his belt to pull his pants down. Once he was stripped, his boxers being discarded somewhere in the large living room, you pushed him onto the couch. The music blaring in your ears, alcohol running through your system, and the lustful gaze he had gave you a whole new level of confidence. You were so glad you wore a dress tonight, nothing too fancy but also nothing too casual. You slowly peeled one of the straps down your arm, and then the other, before sliding it down your body. Rafe was squirming from his spot on the couch at the sight of your bare tits and black lace thong on full display.

“Fuck darlin, you’re gorgeous” his voice full of adoration, eyes raking up and down your body just wondering how he was the lucky bastard that got to see you this way.

“Thank you cowboy” you gave him a playful wink, hands hooking into the sides and moving them around like you’d seen so many dancers do before, slowly turning so your back was facing him and bending over to take them off.

Your glistening cunt was on full display for him, perfect ass right in front of him. He wanted to keep you bent over like that and fuck into you until you couldn’t handle it anymore. But he stayed put, wanting you to go as far as you were comfortable with. You brought your hands to spread your cunt apart, smirking to yourself when you heard Rafe groan , before rubbing your clit with one hand. Your fingers rubbing your swollen bundle of nerves relentlessly, arousal leaking out of your hole and onto your thighs.

“You’re killin me over here baby” it was almost a whine, his head was thrown back against the couch and he had one hand stroking his cock when you’d turned your head to look over at him.

“Fuck” you let out a small moan, the visual of Rafe jerking himself off while you touched yourself turning you on even more.

You stuck two of your fingers inside yourself, giving your clit a break, and began pumping them in and out. A low whine escaping your lips as you picked up the tempo, the sound of mixed moans filling the room. His breathing hitched, a small chain of groans falling from his lips as he came all over himself, you followed shortly after. Moaning his name over and over again, moving one hand to the coffee table to balance yourself as you fell apart on your own hand.

“Alright darlin, you’ve had your fun. But now it’s my turn, bring that perfect body over here and ride my cock” his voice was much more firm now, you quickly did as you were told.

His hands gripped your hips as he guided you down into his cock, mumbling a small ‘fuck’ as your cunt slid onto his cock and clenched around it. You slowly began bouncing on it, circling your hips occasionally, trying to adjust to his size. He was much bigger than anyone you’d ever slept with, much more girthy as well. But it hit all the right spots inside you and made you see stars each time it brushed against them. The grip he had on your hips was firm enough to bruise, especially when you started going faster, but you loved it. His hat was still on your head which drove him wild. He had this pretty girl bouncing on his cock, wearing his hat, in his home. He was the luckiest man alive right now.

“You’re so-fuck-so big Rafe” a smirk took over his face at the compliment.

“Yeah? You’re taking me so well sweetheart, such a good girl for me. Your cunt feels so fucking good around me” he moaned out, moving to wrap his hand around your throat and pull you into a kiss. The both of you moaning into each other's mouth at the overwhelming amount of euphoria you were experiencing.

You weren’t going to last much longer, it was too much for you to hold off. That familiar feeling in your belly building up again, Rafe was close too. He could feel himself getting closer, opting to grip your hips and start moving you faster. Listening to the pretty noises that slipped through your parted lips, god he could come undone just listening to them.

“R-rafe, ‘m so close” you brought your forehead against his, the cowboy hat pushing further up on your head.

“I am too darlin, want to feel you come on my cock baby. Can you do that?” you weakly nodded, hair sticking to your face and bodies glistening with sweat.

“3..” his hips snapping into at a relentless pace.

“2..” your lips capturing his, the kiss sloppy but full of passion

“1..” the both of you falling apart. His lips moving to your neck as he claimed it as his, his cum filling up your tight cunt until it was making a prominent ring around his cock. The filthy sounds of your wet cunt filling the room as you came all over him.

He gave a few more lazy thrusts as you rode out your high before you slowly climbed off of him. You laid against the couch, legs spread and cum dripping out of you, mouth open and panting. His cock had softened by now, his head against the cool leather of the couch as he tried to catch his own breath.

“You’re something else baby” he chuckled.

You gave him a small smile before pulling his cowboy hat off and placing it on the table, slowly standing to go use the bathroom and clean up. When you walked back into the living room, he was dressed again which made you slightly disappointed. He watched in confusion when you grabbed your things and headed towards his guest room.

“Where are you going gorgeous?”

You turned around to face him, face slightly twisted in a confused expression. “To the guest room? I’ll leave by the morning I promise, we can just act like this didn’t happen if you want”

Was he done with you now? He’d gotten what he wanted and now it was on to the next poor girl that fell victim to his charm. You weren’t special, just another notch on his belt. He probably-

“What? Darlin, after tonight? There’s no way I'm letting you go, sleep in my bed with me. Want my girl next to me when I'm sleeping so I know I'm not dreaming” oh, well that was unexpected.

You assumed he’d throw you out, find someone new. Not want to keep you.

“Oh, Okay. Well i’m very exhausted,” you let out a small laugh “could we go to bed?”

“Course sweetheart” he grinned, standing up and walking to grab your hand before leading you to his room.

He threw you one of his shirts before going to his bathroom and taking a quick shower, walking out in just a fresh pair of boxers and joining you in bed. Your back was facing him and you gasped when you felt his strong arms wrap around you and pull you into him. It felt natural, like this was how it was meant to be in a weird way. Like he was meant to be like this with you, his player reputation being a bunch of baseless talks because he hasn’t settled with any of the girls. But he wasn’t the player you’d heard about with you, he was kind and gentle. He gave you his shirt to sleep in and wrapped his arms around you to hold you close, he called you gorgeous and darlin everyday, greeted you every morning, took you out to dinner.

But the one question played in your mind, what now?

“Rafe?” you heard him let out a small hum, “What are we? Like where do we go from here?”

“Well,” he took a deep breath, or let out a yawn, you couldn’t see him to know which one “I want you to be mine. So if you would like it, i’m asking you to be my girlfriend”

You couldn’t help the large smile that took over your face involuntarily. You felt like you were back in high school and your crush told you they liked you back. Like the young girl you once were that thought she found her prince charming because a boy asked you to marry him with a ring pop on the playground.

“I’d like that” your voice came out in almost a whisper, the sleep starting to take over you.

“Good, get some sleep darlin” a small kiss was placed on the top of your head, strong arms wrapping tighter around you.

Your arms wrapped around his and finally, your eyes closed. The both of you falling into an easy sleep, limbs tangled with each other like it was meant to be.

Tag List: @outerbankspov @sweetestdesire @dreamingwithrafe @congratsloserr @fulla02reads @madelynie

[princessmaybank]

JJ Maybank Smut:

Princess Treatment

Call Him Back

What Did Daddy Say?

Damn It Pope

Want Some Help?

New Message

New Message PT2

Breakfast In Bed

Ride The Cowboy

Crazy JJ Sex Dream

Crazy JJ Sex Dream PT2

When You're Sober

Killing Rafe

Cherry Red

Not A Quitter

Truth or Dare

Truth or Dare PT2

Public Play Time

Wet Dream

Jealousy

Sports Bra

Make Me Princess

Good Girl

I Love You So Fucking Much

Hair Dye

Perfect

Do I Make You Horny?

Only One Time

Please Let Me Kiss You

Kook Princess

Riding Lessons

No Touching

Mouthing Off

Come Crawling Back

Secrets On Vacation

Rudy Pankow Smut:

Never Have I Ever

[eymie]

˚ ۪ ֹ ⋆ 𐙚 MASTERLIST ˚ ۪ ֹ ⋆ 𐙚

smut *

BILLY THE KID

apple pie*

save a horse, ride a cowboy*

sweet tooth, part 2*

nice and easy*

better than them*

only you (coming soon)

CORIOLANUS SNOW

the lying kind*

come here, dressed in black now*

FINNICK ODAIR

— coming soon

ANAKIN SKYWALKER

— coming soon

SEJANUS PLINTH

study buddies*, part two* (coming soon)

heavy*

RAFE CAMERON

— coming soon

STEVE HARRINGTON

— coming soon

JOHN “BUCKY” EGAN

— coming soon

THOMAS WEBB

photographer*

THEODORE NOTT

fresh cherries* (coming soon)

[itneverendshere]

cowboy casanova - cowboy! r.c (+18)

warnings: cowboy!Rafe Cameron; no smut per se yET;

word count: 1.648k

You’re smarter than this.

At least, you thought you were. Until Rafe Cameron managed to get his hands on you, and now he’s all you can think about. 

He stands a few feet away, back leaning against the passenger's side door of his truck. His arms are crossed over his chest, biceps straining, against the sleeves of his white t-shirt.

Holy fuck. 

Had it been his usual tank top and you'd be on your knees the second you saw him.

Instantly, his gaze turns towards you, indiscreetly sweeping down your body. He tips his hat in greeting, seemingly oblivious to the fact that his eyes are wandering as if he isn’t practically undressing you in his mind.

“Missed your face, darlin’.”

His eyes linger on your lips as your tongue traces its outline. The intensity in his gaze deepens, a dark heat simmering behind his blue irises. The air between you becomes charged with palpable tension as if a silent understanding passes between you.

“Can’t say the same thing, Casanova.”

He thinks it’s real fucking cute when you act like you don’t care about him. 

“Breaking m’heart,” Rafe's smirk widens, and he takes another step closer, closing the distance between you. One of his hands finds home in your waist, wrapping his warm and calloused fingers around the skin, the contact sending a jolt of awareness down your spine.

His presence seems to envelop you, and his voice drops to a low, gravelly tone, “Be nice.”

It’s entirely too hard to focus when he’s this close and all you can do is remember the last time you saw him. 

Last time, you didn’t expect things to get heavy so easily, but you couldn’t complain when you were pressed too snugly against him on the back of his truck, with your dress off and one of his hands, the same one he’s touching you with now, hooked under your ass. 

You clear your throat, slowly becoming yourself again, “What are you doing here?” 

His index finger is hooked under your chin, “Already told ya sugar.”

“And I know you better than that,” You flick the brim of his hat with your finger, “Spill, cowboy.”

A few tendrils of dark blonde hair slip loose over his forehead, and you fight every goddamn sinful thought in your mind. Like, how you had a fistful of his hair in your hand while you sat on his face.

Every time he turns those burning eyes on you, you feel something tighten deep within you. 

“Missed ya’, that’s all.”

His words give you a surge of stupid confidence roll, and you reach up, plucking his hat off his head before plopping it down on your own. His lips slowly slid into a sly grin as you tilt your head back slightly.

Rafe thinks it’s so cute when you get all red and flustered by his frame pressing against yours. His knuckles brush against your jawline, his grin melting into the sweetest smile. 

“And you wonder why I can’t get enough.”

A breath hitches in your throat, your lips parting in surprise. As much as you want to pull that beautiful mouth against yours, there’s a lot more to you two than meets the eye. You’re not supposed to do this…feelings were strictly prohibited the moment you started sleeping around with the Rafe Cameron.

You know better than that. 

“Don’t go all soft on me now, Cameron.”

He brushes a kiss on your cheek, and it takes every ounce of self-control to hold yourself back.

Rafe’s breath is ghosting over your neck when he leans over and asks if you’re doing all right. He knows exactly what kind of effect he has on you, and you hate it. 

“Lookin’ real pretty today sugar.”

“You think so?”

You want to argue back and call him out on his bullshit, but you don’t. You’d been working an eight-hour shift at the bar and after putting up with disgusting men all night, it feels nice to have someone call you pretty instead of a nice piece of ass.

His tongue darts out, sweeping over his bottom lip and your eyes track the movement like it’s the most mesmerizing thing you’ve seen in your life.

His lips stretch into a smug, satisfied grin, “Want me to prove it?”

“You wish.”

So maybe you’re also a terrible liar and your body likes to speak for itself. 

Rafe’s lips roll between his teeth as he fails to stifle a grin, “Is that why you all pressed up against me, sugar?

He loves the way you pretend to be surprised when he calls you out on your bullshit. 

Especially loves the way you always whine out that you really shouldn’t do this again when he got you in his bed, lips swollen from his kisses, and chest heaving. 

“You’re the one pressed up against me.”

“Yeah?” His hands glided with gentle precision up your arms, their touch leaving a tantalizing trail of goosebumps in their wake. The roughened calluses on his palms make delicate contact with your skin, further heightening the electrifying sensation.

As his hands continue their exploration, they caress over your shoulders, exerting just the right amount of pressure to melt away any tension, as he moves over your shoulders and cups the side of your neck.

You’re still marked up from the last time he had his mouth on you and it makes his chest swell with pride.

“Yeah.”

“Too bad, ‘cause I have no intentions of letting go, darlin’.”

Your hands fist the sides of his shirt, trying to give yourself something to keep you tethered to reality, “Cameron.”

“Got you right where I wanted ya.”

“Acting like you ain’t got a string of women pining after you.”

You try so valiantly to keep your voice from warbling, but as he kisses down the column of your neck you can’t help the sigh that slips through your open lips.

“Only want one,” Rafe tuts against your collarbone. You screw your brows together and open your eyes to look down at him as he pauses his administration to get your attention, “She’s right here.”

Your mouth drops open a little wider as his words work their way through your mind. 

You find yourself momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond to his unexpected declaration. His statement carries a weight that you hadn't anticipated, and it takes a moment for it to fully sink in.

As you gaze down at him, your eyes meet his, searching for any hint of jest or insincerity. However, what you find in his gaze is a genuine sincerity and affection that leaves you breathless.

A mix of emotions swirls within you—shock, disbelief, and a glimmer of hope. Part of you wants to question his words, to delve deeper into his intentions and understand the magnitude of what he's saying. But another part of you simply wants to savor the tenderness of the moment, to bask in the vulnerability and the possibility of something more.

You feel his lips press against your collarbone again, his touch both comforting and electrifying. It sends a shiver down your spine, and you can't help but let out a soft sigh. The sound escapes your lips, betraying the longing and desire that are now coursing through your veins.

“You mean that, cowboy?”

“Got my hat on ya, don't I?”

You don’t wait another second, before grabbing the collar of his shirt and tugging him down to meet you as you rise on your toes. His lips are just as hot as his hands as they meet yours tentatively as if he’d never kissed you before. Your hand slides behind his neck, using it as an anchor to keep your knees from buckling.

Then, in one swift motion, his hand slides below your ass and hoists you up on his lap, pushing your back against the truck. You realize he’s holding your entire body weight with just one arm, and it almost makes you cum on the spot. You can feel yourself growing wetter at the idea of his strength.

So maybe you like it when Rafe Cameron manhandles you…who wouldn’t.

Breaking off for air, you rest your forehead against his, eyes closed, “Showoff.”

He grunts against your lips, “Only for you, sugar.”

You groan, pulling him back to your lips. He chuckles against them but stops as your fingers delve into his hair. Rafe pulls you closer, so your core is pressed up against his, and you squirm at the feeling of him slowly grinding into you.

His fingers brush against the bare skin of your waist where your shirt has ridden up, sending a shiver through you. A whimper escaped as you part your lips and his tongue plunges inside.

He tastes exactly how you remember, whiskey and cigarettes. You hate smokers, and yet he still pulls it off. He smells like he's yours.

His right-hand slides around to cup the back of your neck, tilting your head back to give him better access to your mouth as his tongue swiped greedily against yours. 

Rafe pulls away, both of you panting to catch your breath, his forehead pressed against yours, “Not fuckin’ you against my truck, sugar.”

You’d let him fuck you anywhere at this point.

“Inside, then?” You rasp before you can give into temptation, “Need you.”

His forehead falls on your shoulder as he groans, “You can’t do that sugar.”

“Do what?”

He grips your wrist, dragging your hand down his body until your palm is pressed against his cock, “Killin me here.”

Rafe stifles a groan when your hand grips the hardness beneath his pants, “Inside, now, cowboy.”

“Fuck, baby—” He meets your gaze through hooded eyes, “Gonna ruin you, yeah?”

Your pussy clenches around nothing as you whimper, tangling your fingers through his hair, “Please.”

“Don’t gotta ask twice sweet girl.”

[murdrdocs]

MISCELLANEOUS ONE SHOTS !

includes ... BILLY BONNEY, RODRICK HEFFLEY, MITCH RAPP, JAKE SERESIN, BARBIE, ADAM WARLOCK, RANSOM DRYSDALE, ISAAC LAHEY, ABED NADIR, PAUL ATREIDES, FEYD RAUTHA HARKONNEN, VINCENT RENZI, SARAH CAMERON, RICK GRIMES, TIM LAFLOUR, STEVE RAGLAN, WES HICKS, WALLY CLARK, JOHNNY CASTLE. STEVE MURPHY, DODGE MASON, OLIVER QUICK, FELIX CATTON, DUKE LETO, CARMEN BERZATTO, LUCA (THE BEAR)

☼ fluff. ☽ smut (18+). ☁︎ suggestive. ϟ dark content ☆ favorite full masterlist

note: most if not all works are fem!reader intended.

all works are 18+.

billy the kid teaches you how to ride ☽

rodrick heffley finds your panties ☽

rodrick heffley fucks you on his twin xl ☽

mitch rapp teaches you how to fight ☁︎

mitch pushes you to your limits when he trains you ☽

☆ jake seresin is the epitome of boyfriend

barbie's new life in the real world is domestic

more domesticity with barbie

barbie's fashion headcanon

barbie thinks you should get married

barbie learns about the cowboy hat rule

adam warlock and his corruption kink ☁︎

adam warlock and thigh riding ☽

ransom drysdale doesn't care for your clothes ☽

isaac lahey is a new wolf and more possessive

abed nadir plays the role of the pornography director ☽

paul atreides likes to make you cry ☽

☆ feyd rautha harkonnen is brought to his knees by you ☁︎

☆ vincent renzi knocks before entering ☽

vincent renzi likes to make you squirt ☽

sarah cameron wants to break you and rafe up ☁︎

sarah cameron wants to use the wand and rabbit ☽

rick grimes fucks with you despite his marriage ☽

rick grimes doesn't put up with your attitude ☽

rick grimes knows you don't really hate him ☽

tim laflour fucks in a jill scott way ☽

steve raglan fucks you in his office ☽

wes hicks likes when you give him head ☽

perv! wally clark steals your panties ☽ ϟ

wally clark loves when you wear his jacket ☼

johnny castle finally releases his energy with you ☽

steve murphy needs you even when you’re sleepy ☽

dodge mason likes to tease ☽

your relationship with oliver quick and felix catton is complicated ☽

felix catton helps you welcome oliver quick ☽

oliver quick pisses with you ☽

felix catton makes a move for you ☽

duke leto lets you cockwarm him ☽

carmy berzatto makes promises he cant keep ☽

carmy berzatto looks beautiful in the aftermath ☽

luca as your estranged stepbrother ☽ϟ

you and luca announce your engagement

luca and soft, sleepy shower sex ☽

luca's casual manhandling

luca and his impatience ☽

[moonsgemini]

gemini’s masterlist! ☾

꩜ - angst

✩ - fluff

୨୧ - smut

★ - writer’s fave

updated: 09/19/24

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rafe cameron

good for you ✩꩜

summary: Rafe just wanted to be good. He wanted to be good for her, but somehow he always found a way to mess things up. And of course she’s there to help him clean up the mess.

dress ✩꩜

↳ part two ✩୨୧

summary: she’ll always wish she could enjoy the midsummer’s celebrations instead of working at it, but her secret moments with the kook prince make the bad tips worth it.

cinnamon girl ✩୨୧

summary: hating rafe cameron was easy to do when you were both teenagers, but after years a part and time spent thinking about one another one thing leads to another. Secret rendezvous between kook prince and kook princess ensue, finding any spare minute to be with each other without the judgey eyes of outer banks.

rafe cameron au’s

don't delete the kisses - college!rafe ✩

summary: Rafe loses all his confidence when it comes to the girl he’s been pining after for years but maybe her plan to be alone with him will help give him the push he needs. Or maybe the guy that flirts with her and doesn’t take no will be his final straw.

cherry wine - firefighter!rafe ✩

↳ part two ✩୨୧

summary: who knew career day would involve a hot sexy mustached firefighter wanting to take you out on a date.

series

seeking arrangements - escort!rafe ★

summary: Lola Arrington felt like she had gotten her life put together. That was until her sister called her squealing about how her boyfriend was now her fiancée. Lola wasn’t sure what to feel especially after hearing that her ex boyfriend who cheated on her was going to be the grooms best man. In a desperate attempt to impress her family and show her ex she’s moved on with a hot date Lola turns to the advice of coworker pointing her to the direction of a male escort. Rafe Cameron was the perfect man for the job, the perfect man to take to any event for just $8,000. Her family won’t suspect a thing and when the wedding’s over they’ll never see each other again. Right?

american heartbreak - cowboy!rafe

summary: he was a cowboy Casanova and she was America’s sweetheart, a typical small town love story. June Summers has had a crush on local bull rider, Rafe Cameron, since they were running around on the playground together. She was the town’s golden girl with her sweet smile and kind demeanor, always willing to help anyone. He was a player always having a new girl under his arm, but nothing ever lasted long. Not when June was always on his mind.

rafe's version ✩꩜୨୧

summary: a collection taylor swift inspired fics

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[starboye]

Hi! I noticed you mentioned having a lot of fic requests. Would it be possible to let us know which ones you’ve received so far? It might help everyone feel assured their requests are in the queue. Thanks for all your hard work!

as requested my good sir

1.

pairing: matt sturniolo x male reader

summary: making out with matt on the couch

2.

pairing: nate jacobs x male reader

request: can you do a Nate Jacob’s hate fuck fic where reader is teasing Nate after Nate is seen talking with Maddy, which involves a lot of daddy kink

3.

pairing: jensen ackles x male reader

request: Could i request a Jensen Ackles x Male Reader; Where the reader is the personal assistant of Jensen, and for the past few weeks, Jensen has been more angry and gets pissed off easily. When reader overhears Jensen talking about maybe finding a new assistant, he realizes that his job is at stake and doesn't want to be away from his crush, so he decides to please Jensen in anyway possible. For weeks reader works overtime to do anything for Jensen, without any change, but one night, while picking up a half-drunk Jensen, he gets to know that Jensen is going through a divorce and needs someone to meet his bedroom needs. Reader jumps at the opportunity, and "sacrifices" himself to be Jensens personal whore.

4.

pairing: joshua bassett x male reader

request: Top joshua bassett x Bottom Male Reader. armpit kink and then just hardcore fucking

5.

pairing: rafe cameron x male reader x topper thorton x ward cameron

request: Rafe decides to shares his boyfriend with his dad and they weren't paying attention to him all day so when they return home they find reader in the living room being fucked by JJ, Topher or Pope…Or maybe all of them at the same time.

6.

pairing: steve rogers x male reader x thor odinson

request: Both Steve Rogers and Thor are on a jog, and they see a fun size male reader and they drag him for a fuck session in public?

7.

pairing: nate jacobs x male reader

request: Nate Jacobs learns that Male reader is a new student, and he tries to have a one-night stand with him or something, but male reader immediately shows his dislike towards Nate. This catches Nate off guard, and he tries to "be friends" with him, but Male reader declines or simply walks away from Nate causing Nate to be furious and more determined to get in bed with him, however, Nate soon realizes he catches feelings for Male reader and wants to him to be his boyfriend?

8.

pairing: gilbert blythe x male reader

request: Hello, can you write something cute with Gilbert Blythe (from Anne with an E)? they are in a secret relationship but kiss every time their classmates are not watching. Reader mentally laughs when the girls talk about how cute Gilbert is, because they doesn't know that Gilbert belongs to reader as reader belongs to him. 🩷

9.

pairing: might guy x male reader x kakashi hatake

request: If it's okay can I request a Dom top guy and Dom top kakashi and bottom chubby male reader the readers who is 19 and younger than guy and kakashi catches reader sucking guys cock in the middle of the woods so kakashi joins in and they both just start f****** the reader seeing who can make the reader come more times with double penetration spit roasting cum eating and daddy kink if that's okay

10.

pairing: kayce dutton x male reader

request: Hey can I order a kayce Dutton x male reader smut with a them fucking at night in the stables and kayce starting off saying that he gonna show reader how to ride a horse and reader jokingly says save a horse ride a cowboy which he grins and then leads to reader riding him all after noon and night long in the stables with daddy kink and very sweaty please

11.

pairing: luke maybank x male reader x ward cameron

request: can we get luke maybank & ward cameron daddies fucking reader ? Reader is prostitute whore and needs the cash. Filthy degrading breeding

12.

pairing: josh hutcherson x male reader

request: Hello! Love your fics so much, thank you for doing so many male reader stories. Could I request a smut fic about Josh hutcherson x bottom male reader where you and him both worked together in a movie and with all the tension that built up between you two (stolen glances at work, touch during some explicit scenes to film), during the premiere, you and him decide to sneak away to have some alone time together? Thanks a lot

13.

pairing: ethan landry x male reader

request: Definitely need Jack champion/ethan ghost face smut!

14.

pairing: jack harlow x male reader

request: Hey! I love your writing. It’s always sooo good ;) Do you think you could write a bottom male reader x Jack Harlow smut?? I don’t have a plot in mind, but either fluffy or just something steamy ☺️ thank you!!!

~ Voyager 🌙

15.

pairing: hughie campbell x male reader

request: I'm getting on my knees and begging for a Hughie x male Reader fic 😭 I like em nerdy and awkward

16.

pairing: ken x male reader

request: Hi, could I request a story where the male reader x Ken, and the reader is Barbie's younger brother? After seeing Ken being rejected by his sister once again, the reader decides to cheer the doll up.I trust your creativity for the rest 😈

17.

pairing: sam golbach x male reader

request: To start: maybe it was a particular hot, sunny day in a “ghost town”, leaving Sam’s (very nice might I say) body all sweaty and ahem ahem musky. His boyfriend’s a semi-popular streamer who had joined as one of their many guests, and on his streaming side of their tour, he (reader) had gotten a lot of flirty comments. Sooooo naturally Sam, upon them returning to their hotel, fucks the daylight out of him. Bonus if they’re engaged and Sam’s kissing his neck and back saying he’s his and only his (extra bonus if he stuffs his undies in his mouth or something (extra extra bonus if he cums so hard into his boyfie his belly bulges, but he doesn’t pull out all night))

18.

pairing: steve harrington x male reader

request: SO THE IDEA IS STEVE’S LIKE SUPER STRAIGHT RIGHT??? It’s not like he spends half the time he’s with robin staring at the reader (and his ass) nooo way no. But then then Steve spots the reader at the pool, flirting it up with Billy (pre assimilation ofc). Steve gets jealous and drags the guy he’s TOOOOTALLY not gay for out of the sweltering summer sun (cough cough sweat kink) and claims him in the locker room. Bonus breeding kink: Steve says he’s gonna get the reader nice and knocked up so he can’t go being a slut to other guys 😇😇😇

19.

pairing: joe goldberg x male reader

request: can you write for penn badgely/joe goldberg , basically joe is obsessed with reader and has been stalking him for months. he decides to go talk to reader and drugs him by offering a coffee and kidnaps him and puts him in the glass cage. You can do the rest :)

20.

pairing: kj apa x male reader

request: What if he gets his boyfriend pregnant for real 🧍‍♂️ like mpreg 🧍‍♂️ like magical mpreg 🧍‍♂️ 😁Aaaand his boyfriend calls him to tell him the good news while he’s mid-workout at the gym-Aaaaand so he comes home to fuck the shit out of his boyfie :D sweaty and all because uhhhh musk :D

21.

pairing: Tanner Buchanan x male reader

request: Can I request some Tanner Buchanan x male reader ★ pls? He's been living in my brain rent free ever since Cobra Kai season 6 came out

22.

pairing: dylan minnettee x male reader

request: could you write about dylan minette x reader fucking in the shower ILY

23.

pairing: rafe cameron x male reader

request: cheater rafe angst???

24.

pairing: jake gyllenhaal x male reader x tom holland

request: Would you be ever able to write a Jake gyllenhaal x Tom holland x male reader smut where they are filming Spider-Man far from home and fuck on set?

25.

pairing: rafe cameron x male reader

summary: rafe fucking ex reader

26.

pairing: dick grayson x male reader

summary: healing his wounds after a night patrol and things get steamy

27.

pairing: wolverine x male reader

summary:

28.

pairing: rafe cameron x male reader

summary: Rafe cameron hate sex after an argument and him saying how much he hates you but after says he loves you

29.

pairing: ian gallagher x male reader

summary: Ian Gallagher fic where they finally get to fuck after days of not being able to bc of work

30.

pairing: vinnie hacker x male reader

summary: Fucking vinnie hacker after a fashion show bc he looks so hot

31.

pairing: rafe cameron x male reader

summary: Rafe Cameron smut based on lyrics from 34 35 by Ariana grande

32.

pairing: carrington bornstein x male reader

summary: Carrington giving you a lusty look at a party and then taking you to the bathroom to give him head

[niya-writesshit]

can you post a master list

everything i write is 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 i apologize

¡! ❞ a guide to the way i classify things

✮ indicates smut !

✮✮ indicates favorite !

a blurb is a short post where i just type what i'm thinking sometimes based on a request.

a oneshot (os) is usually porn with a plot — a longer post with a little backstory and dialgoue.

a fic (very unlikely in these parts of town) is a long story with more than 1 post associated with it.

challengers corner

artrick

↪ os || call me so i can see? ✮✮

art donaldson

↪ blurb || art = obsessed w ur thighs ✮

↪ blurb || needy art (req!)

↪ os || variety ✮✮

↪ blurb || beautiful ✮(req!)

↪ os || cowboy art ✮✮(req!) ¡! ❞ OVER 1500 WORD COUNT

patrick zweig

↪ blurb || asshole

outer banks corner

john b

↪ os || throat training ✮ (req!)

jj

↪ os || jj helping reader try her first joint ✮ (req!)

rafe

↪ os || rafe licking tequila off you ✮ (req!)

↪ os || frat!rafe ✮✮

harry potter corner

ron weasley

↪ blurb || nsfw headcanons  ✮

↪ (short) os || secretly dating ron weasley  ✮ (req!)

theodore nott

↪ os || cheating on ur bf with theo nott ✮✮

scream corner

ethan landry

↪ blurb || ethan landry fucking chad's gf ✮ (req!)

guys pls request.

¡! ❞ 15

[gh0stsp1d3r]

cowboy au Masterlist | KOFI

Cowboy Rafe Cameron meets the farmers daughter. MDNI. Smut ,18+

You were on your bed, your feet swinging back and forth, reading a book. You heard a knock on the door, you paused, furrowing an eyebrow. Who could be here?

You put the book down and walked over to the door. When you opened it, you were met with the sight of a very attractive boy. Your eyes widened, mouth agape slightly. You lost your words.

He looked back at you, cocky smile on his face when he noticed your reaction. “Hey.” He said, you swallowed and breathed out.

“Hi, what can I do for you?” You asked, voice an octave higher than you expected. God, his smile. It made your knees weak.

“Your pops home?” He asked you, nodding to the interior of the house.

“Uhm.. no. He’s out on a run right now. I’m sorry, who are you?”

“Rafe. Rafe cameron.” He held his hand out for you to shake. You shook his hand, heart racing at the slightest contact. “Your dad hired me to do some work. My pa figured I could use it.”

“Y/n…Wait, Cameron? As in Cameron-“

“Cameron Acres. Yeah.” He chuckled, scratching the nape of his neck.

“Uh- well- if you want, I- you can stay until he comes!” You stammered out, he smiled, thanking you and walking in.

That’s how you ended up getting your face shoved into your red pillow sheets, hands fisting the comforter. Rafe was behind you, his thrusts fast and hard, his hands gripping your waist tight.

“Fuck, this might be the best pussy I’ve ever had.” He grunted out.

“Rafe!” You cried out, voice muffled by your pillows. He still wore that cocky smile, one of his hands moving to rub down your clit.

“I know. I know.” He cooed out, fingers rubbing vigorously against the button, feeling your walls clench on him. “Cum for me, honey.” He told you, and that was all the permission you needed.

You let out a cry of his name, and he moaned out, he came inside, painting your walls while you came all over his cock. He looked down, smiling in defeat. You panted heavily, whining when he pulled out.

He put his pants and underwear back on, went into the bathroom, grabbing a rag, and came back over, cleaning your hole, making you jolt.

“Don’t worry, ‘m jus’ gonna clean you.” He told you quietly. “Fuck, I got you good, huh?” He chuckled.

“Mm… shut up.” You whined, hitting his shoulder lightly.

The moment was interrupted when you heard your dad call out your name and open the front door.

“Fuck. Hide! Hide!” You told Rafe, grabbing his shirt and hiding it behind your back. He went to the other side of your bed.

“Y/n?” He knocked on your door.

“Gettin’ dressed, daddy!” You told him, rushing to put your clothes on.

Rafe held his hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

“Alright.” He said, walking away from your door. Rafe came out again, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Is it okay to say I think I’m in love wit’ you already?”

“Oh, shut up, boy.” You rolled your eyes, throwing his shirt in his face.

[youaremyhome]

Pieces of the Night

Summary: It's your last year of college and you're just trying to make it through but what happens when Rafe Cameron sets his sight on you?

Warnings: Dark!Rafe Cameron x Reader, 18+ NSFW, smut, HEAVY non-con/dub-con, drug use, possessive behavior, DARK. Read at your own risk.

Notes: 2.4k words. this is just the beginning >:)

Moon Dance

The Halloween party was in full swing, dull red bulbs the only source of light inside the frat house. Cheap decorations lined the walls, fog low to the ground hiding the sticky floor. It was the last party for the holiday, so, therefore, the biggest one.

Rafe moves through the throngs of people to get to the kitchen and he thinks that maybe the Top Gun costume was a terrible choice from how hot it was. But Topper and Kelce wanted to model the men in the movie and the uniforms were sick. He’s barely a foot in the room, heading towards the fridge where his beer awaits, when someone calls out his name.

“Ayo, Rafe! Come here, man.”

It’s Carson, a fellow brother that is surrounded by four girls. Rafe huffs but goes over, Carson is more tolerable than others.

“Babe, this is the VP, Rafe. Rafe, this is my girlfriend Daniella and her friends.” Carson’s voice is a bit muffled from his batman mask as he gestures to the dark brunette next to him. She’s dressed in a tight pleather bodysuit with cat ears.

“Oh, we know Rafe,” Louise and Andi smile together. Technically, he’s met all three of them before at different mixers over the years, but even in frats and sororities, he couldn't remember everyone.

Louise is in a nurse costume, though he suspects she got the outfit from a lingerie shop the way the lace reveals her body. Andi’s black hair is braided into pigtails with a cowboy hat. He can’t help his eyes from dipping down to the tightly bowed shirt that pushes her tits up.

He’s about to counter but he realizes that there are four of them, but one hasn’t spoken up. Looking content to just let the conversation flow even if that means skipping over you.

“And who is this?” Rafe rises an eyebrow, eyes focusing on you.

Your back to the wall, he watches as your shoulders slump forward a bit, trying to hide unconsciously.

“Y/N.” A shy smile on your pink lips before you hide behind the cup as you take a sip.

Compared to the others, you’re a little more modestly dressed. And in all white. Wearing a crop top and flared skirt that reaches just above your mid-thigh. Sheer thigh highs wrapped around long legs, small fluffy wings peeking from the back, and to top it off with a halo headband. Cute.

“I’ve never seen you before, what sorority you in?”

Your eyes go a bit wide, a small laugh bubbling out. “Oh, no, I’m not in one. Just roommates with these three.”

“Ah.” So, you’re one of those.

“And she’s the bestest roomie ever! We love our little Y/N so much.” Andi pipes up next to you, her arms squeezing you, much drunker than the rest of you.   

Rafe drags his eyes over your body, a limited preview of your smooth skin but certainly not giving him enough. Pretty but from the way you shyly look away with a blush, you seem like a prude. Boring. He wondered what such a good girl like you was doing here. So, he skips his eyes over you and engages in conversation with the group.

As people filter in and out of the kitchen, moving between and around your group, others come and say hi which isn’t surprising in itself. It’s that most often than not, they know you too. It perks Rafe’s interest. Makes him look at you more as you interact with others around you. You give the same sweet smile but it's always genuine with each person. Even with other frat guys you smile and hug and give your undivided attention to. Why didn’t you do that with him?

Excited girlish squeals fill the room when one girl, with a known reputation of being a bitch, hops with you as you greet each other. She pulls you from the group to the counter where he watches you drown a shot together. Face twisted up from the taste, your laugh echoing in the small room as the girl drags you away and out of sight.

Rafe feels stupid once you leave, realizing he had been focused on you for the better part of the last half hour. Taking a swig from his beer, Rafe tells himself he was just bored and that’s why he was fixated on you. He needs to get laid. It's Halloween for god’s sake.

He intends to go do just that but one of the brothers ropes him in a game of beer pong. It almost makes him forget about how your crop top strained across your chest, how the sliver of skin kept demanding his attention.

He misses his next shot because of a flash of white in the living room, his eyes finding you dancing with your friends. Twirling that skirt around until it threatens to reveal what's underneath, fingers tangled with Daniella’s as you shimmy your bodies.

Throughout the game, his eyes keep roaming over to you, and his frat brother is laughing and egging him on as he’s losing for once. Rafe doesn’t understand why his attention keeps swaying to you, drinking in your twisting body more than his beer. You dance like any other girl at the party, throwing your head back in laughter, sashaying your hips side to side, yelling out the lyrics you love especially.  

There are cheers on the other side of the table that break Rafe’s concentration on you, looking down he sees that there’s a ball in his last cup. He officially lost.

With a sneer, he chugs the remainder of his drink and when he’s done, his eyes automatically look for you. Only to find, he lost you too.

Chris claps him on the back, gripping his shoulder and shaking it with laughter. Rafe rolls his eyes, pushing him off of him until he relents but then leans over to yell by his ear.

“Come on, let’s go to the back.” His friend nudges at his shoulder.

Rafe readily agrees, leading the way to one of the back rooms that are accessible only to a few. He can’t wait to put you in the back of his mind. What did he find so interesting about you anyways?

The door is cracked open, the music a bit muffled this far from the living room. Chris makes a stupid joke that has Rafe chuckling as he pushes the door open to –

To you snorting coke.

Your head is bent down, your long hair spilling down the side of the coffee table. You pull your head up with a loud sniffle, a gentle finger pressing at your nostril to check that you didn’t miss any.

You catch eyes on him as he froze in the doorway, giving him one of those sweet smiles. Daniella is next to you as she takes her turn to dip her head down. Rafe’s feet carry him to the edge of the couch where you sit.

“Never thought I’d see an angel do coke before.”

You turn your head up, your eyes batting up at him as his words hit you. Your pupils are blown wide and fuck, it makes you look sweeter.

“Isn’t that why it's called angel dust?”

You ask it so confidently, so naïvely that Rafe has to laugh.

“No, wrong drug.” He says with a shake of his head.

Rafe smirks cruelly at your embarrassed frown. 

“Oh well,” the wave of your hand is jerky, unsure. “Making my way down to hell anyways.”

“Care for some company then?”

“Sure.” You chirp, scooting down the couch to allow him some room, Chris making himself comfortable on the opposite couch.

Daniella gives him a skeptical eye but doesn’t say anything, clearly knowing his reputation. His thigh is pressed to your own and flickering his gaze down he can see your skirt has risen a few inches up, revealing more skin. The top lace of your stockings slightly digs around the meat of your thigh and suddenly he’s fucking starving.

“Is this your first time?” Rafe asks, stretching his arms out back on the couch. His fingers dangerously close to your shoulder.

You scrunch your nose at him. “No, why?”

That shocks him even more, all he can do is shrug. “Didn’t think you were the type.”

“Is there supposed to be a type?” You tilt your head. How can you look so innocent still? Before he can answer you speak again, “Wait - what type do I look like?”

“Like a good girl.”

And oh, he does not miss the way you try and hide your blushing smile, your hands playing with the end of your skirt. Daniella pulls you back in conversation before he can continue to dissect you, other people coming up to him and distracting him.

He had pegged you in his mind as a goody two shoes, a boring girl that wouldn’t be caught dead doing this. But it wasn’t your first time and he wondered what other firsts you’ve crossed off your list. He’s captivated now, a wild card with the looks of a sweet, unsuspecting girl. Was it just the angel costume throwing him off?

Your name is called out with Daniella’s, Louise in the doorway pouting. “Andi is throwing up.”

A little gasp leaves your lips, without a thought you’re up and moving toward Louise. “Is it bad?”

Louise nods, slurring her words. “Yeah, I think she needs to go home.” By the pout she gives again she isn’t ready to leave.

You reach out a hand to her shoulder, rubbing it affectionally. “I’ll take her home, don’t worry about it.”

You give Louise instructions to go back to Andi, and head over to Daniella who has a worry crease in her forehead. With the sudden standing, you’re wobbling on your feet.

“I’m going to get, uh, a uber and go home with Andi.”

“I’ll come with-“

“No, no. You guys stay, I’ll be okay- “

“But -“

“I can take you home.”

Rafe tells himself he offers just to shut you both up. You blink those dark eyes at him, stunned but you turn your head to Daniella, a question in your eyes. Somehow you two have a wordless discussion before Daniella is turning to Carson, the same question this time whispered in his ear. Carson nods to her and then gives a comforting smile to you. Rafe is actually getting pretty annoyed with this secret exchange and is about to take back his offer when you speak up.

“Yeah, yeah, ok. I’d really appreciate that Rafe.” Another small smile from you compels him to get up.  

“Let’s go then,” He sighs like he didn’t offer himself like a sacrificial lamb.

Maybe it's the late witching hour. 

You follow him out after a quick promise to Daniella to text her when you get home, spotting Louise who is just leaving the bathroom with Andi. Rafe doesn’t offer his help as the two of you support the drunken girl, leading you out of the house and down the street to his truck.

You do the same song and dance with Louise that you did with Daniella, reassuring her that you were going to be okay. Louise is much easier to convince and walks back to the house, but you don’t get in until you see her disappear through the front door. He expects you to get in the passenger seat but instead, you close the door behind you in the back. Andi’s head placed on your lap as your fingers comb through her knotted hair. 

After telling you the simple directions, it's quiet in the truck for a few moments, but Rafe could never be quiet for long.

“So, what are you majoring in?” He peeks through the rearview mirror to look at you. “Environmental science? Journalism?” Useless majors in his book.

“Good guesses, I thought about both of them.” You don’t look up from Andi, who is already passed out, fingers softly pushing her hair out of her face. “Data analytics.”

“Huh.” Again, he was wrong.

You look up at his soft reply, grinning. “My turn.” You make a show of thinking, eyes rolling this way and that.

“Definitely a business major type…but which one? Could cross out the lame ones like international and human resource. Might be a finance bro-" At the look of his sneer, you laugh. “Ok, not finance. That leaves me with… Entrepreneurship?”

A scowl is written across his face but it only makes you laugh brightly. “I got it right, didn’t I?”

“Lucky guess.” Rafe mumbles.

You hum in success, leaning back in your seat, not realizing you had inclined forward in your excitement. Soon, the truck is slowing to a stop in front of your apartment. You shake Andi awake, who grumbles and slurs incoherently as you pull her down to her feet on the sidewalk. Rafe is shutting his door when he hears your sharp intake of breath.

“What?” He snaps.

He quickly circles the car so he can land his eyes on you but you're looking up to the sky.

At his harsh command, you startle. “What?”

Your eyes focus on him now, Andi’s arm around your slim shoulders as you and him look at each other confused.

“You’re the one that gasped, not me.” His tone is angrily confused.

“Oh. Sorry.” You give a sheepish grin before turning back to the sky. “It’s a full moon.”

“So?”

“Sooo, it's a full moon. On Halloween! I totally forgot there was one tonight, it only happens like every 17 years or something and since the lunar phase is about 29-ish days that means this is the second one this month and that’s why…”

You slowly stop your sentence when your gaze comes back to Rafe’s blank stare. The upturn of your lips straightens, pink tongue swiping out to wet them. Dark blue eyes track the movement. You shrug.

“Anyways. Thank you for dropping us off. I owe you one.” You say it so sincerely that Rafe knows he will be cashing out on this debt sooner rather than later.

“I’m counting on it,” Rafe smirks, a hint of teeth showing.

A breeze blows by then, a shiver racking at your shoulders, but it might be more from his predatory gleam that the moonlight catches. You smile again, waving your hand once and then guiding Andi up to the building. You give one more look over your shoulder, seeing him standing there with his hands in his pockets.

Once out of sight, Rafe sighs long and hard. He lifts his head up to squint at the sky. The moon hangs heavy and fat, the round edges crisp as thin clouds float over, so bright most of the stars aren’t seen.

Just the inky black sky and the moon lighting its way through.     

Rafe smiles.

[rafecameroninterlude]

₊˚⊹ᰔ 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐲

pairing: cowboy!rafe x farmer’s!daughter!reader

warnings: enemies to lovers (barely lol i’m just dramatic), implied age gap, flirty banter, sarcasm, angst, mentions of death, probably inaccurate descriptions of bad weather and tornadoes (i researched the best i could lol), forced proximity, sexual tension, smut, unprotected sex, hair pulling, creampie

summary: when an unexpected tornado makes landfall, you find yourself taking shelter with none other than rafe cameron himself. the problem? you two can’t leave until help arrives. with half of the town torn to shreds, and hundreds of people either missing, injured, or dead, who knows how long that can take?

word count: 2.8k

a/n: i watched the movie twister (1996) and instantly thought of this pairing. fic edit/moodboard

“yeah.. well i better get going then since you so kindly asked rafe to head on over here.” you rolled your eyes, twirling the ends of your hair as you held the telephone between your cheek and your shoulder. “sweetheart, i just don’t want you to be by yourself when that ugly storm hits, that’s all.” you hummed. as if on cue, a flash of lightning lit up the sky in the distance.

“i have to go, love you. tell auntie i miss her and i hope to tag along with you to see her next time.” you chirped, hanging up once your dad said; “will do. love ‘ya.”

it was raining cats and dogs by the time rafe showed up, his white t-shirt soaked all the way through. “you didn’t have to come, you know.” rafe’s hair was dripping wet, the water droplets running down his skin as he leaned against the doorframe. “yeah, i did. your father trusts me for a reason.” your eyes trailed down the column of his neck, an amused smile playing on his lips when he caught you staring.

“i don’t need you to be here with me.” you crossed your arms, your voice barely above a whisper. “i know that, m’just doing what your old man asked me to do.” rafe noticed you always had to clarify you could do something on your own before letting someone else take over, so he made sure to always acknowledge the fact in order for you to never feel less than. slowly, you moved to the side, allowing rafe to come in.

“would you have sent me back home in the rain like that?” he laughed, locking the door behind him. “i was thinking about it.” you looked back, your skin flushing once you realized how close he was. “don’t you think you should change into a pair of jeans or something? you never know if we’ll have to run outside to the storm cellar.” you looked down at your nightdress, and then back up at rafe who looked like he was fighting off inappropriate thoughts in his head.

“no, i don’t think so. i’m quite comfortable if you couldn’t tell.” you winked at him, laughing to yourself when you heard him curse under his breath. “alright.. well, i guess we could get comfortable until we hear something on the radio.” you settled in your little corner by the window, watching rafe as he changed the radio to the news station. his clothes were still wet, his skin glistening with the moisture.

deciding it would be rude to leave him like that, you snuck upstairs to your father’s room for an old pair of jeans and a flannel. “here.” you held the clothes up to him, “you could dry off in the bathroom.” rafe hesitated for a moment, ultimately deciding to accept your kind gesture. “alright. call me if you hear anything.” his fingers skimmed your own as he took the articles of clothing from you.

“and don’t sit by that window, either!” he shouted down the hall. you waved him off, taking a seat at the kitchen table while you stared outside. the storms during the summertime were extra vicious, the thunder being loud enough to rattle the walls. surprisingly, there hadn’t been any tornadoes yet, but that was something one couldn’t get comfortable with the idea of— the tornado siren is so delayed, you know a twister has already made landfall once it blares.

“just coming in, folks! we’ve received some phone calls reporting hail and get this!— a funnel cloud! start herding your animals indoors if you haven’t already, and stay home, there may or may not be debris flying in your area.”

“rafe, we have a funnel cloud!” you jumped up, turning the volume up on the radio. rafe ran out of the bathroom, his jeans hanging low on his hips. oh. “are the horses in their stalls?” he was shirtless, chest rising and falling as you nodded dismissively. “cows in the barn?” you hummed, tearing your eyes away from his v-line. “go get in the cellar, do you or your father need anything important before a tornado sweeps through here?”

you nodded frantically, catching the keys he tossed your way. “we both have emergency bags in our closets.” you grabbed your throw blanket, wrapping it around yourself before rafe yelled at you to go. slipping on your boots by the back door, you wasted no time, running out to the middle of the field where the cellar was. with the rain coming down so hard, and hail pounding the ground around you, you whimpered when you looked down and saw at least twenty keys on rafe’s key ring.

“what the fuck!” you whispered to yourself, scrambling to find the key that fit. “come, on!” you cried, pulling on the metal handles as hard as you could. rafe came running full speed, a ‘why aren’t you in, yet?!’ falling from his lips. “you give me a shitload of different keys and expect me to try each one?!” you shoved him, moving out of the way so he could open the wooden doors.

you looked down at the bags rafe bought, your heart dropping when you saw the wrong one. “wait— rafe, that’s not the right bag.” you panicked, looking back at the house. “yeah? well you had like three in your closet so i assumed it was the biggest one.” you shook your head, booking it towards the back door as rafe shouted after you. “hey- y/n, get back over here!” he chased you down, grabbing your wrists as you thrashed against him.

“i need that bag, rafe! it has the only thing i have left of my mom.” you cried, still trying to get out of his hold. rafe met your eyes, a knowing look passing over his face. “okay, i’ll grab it but i need you to go back to the cellar and keep trying those keys.” without another word, you nodded, going back and doing as he said. thankfully, the doors opened on the first try. you laughed, your joy short lived when you realized it suddenly stopped raining.

it was no longer windy, the air eerily still before you heard the haunting sound of the tornado siren. “rafe!” you screamed, “it’s here!” you jumped into the cellar, motioning for him to run faster. “move over!” you yelped when he launched himself inside, falling to the cement flooring with a groan. you were quick to close the doors, locking it shut with a heavy duty lock before you rushed over to check on rafe.

“are you okay?” you helped him up, the flannel he once wore now long gone. “yeah, yeah.” he nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. rafe moved your hair out of your face before he checked you for any scrapes or bruises. “are you?” you muttered a ‘yes.’ as you backed away, your fingertips hot against his bare skin. “here. ‘didn’t know which one so i just grabbed all’em.” you sighed in relief, thanking him.

“it’s gonna be really bad, an EF-5.” a shiver went down your back at the revelation. the last EF-5 tornado that tore through your town was the same tornado that took your mother all those years ago. “oh, god..” you whispered to yourself, pacing back and forth as rafe dusted himself off. “don’t worry. we should be just fine in here.” he lit up a nearby lamp, the dim light flickering against the walls.

“are you cold?” he sat you down in the corner, wrapping his arms around you as he eyed the shelter doors. “you don’t have to do that..” you pulled away slightly, making rafe pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. “would it really hurt you to accept some help, some comfort? we’re in the middle of a tornado for crying out loud.” you swallowed thickly, both of you jumping at the sound of a loud bang from outside.

the doors rocked against the metal frames, a scream leaving your lips when the doors flew off the hinges. “shit!” rafe shielded you, your eyes screwing shut at the whirlwind of debris falling into the cellar. you unintentionally clung onto him, your nails digging crescents into his flesh. “it’s okay, i got you.. i got you.” he whispered the last part, his voice making goosebumps rise across your skin.

you kept your head buried into his chest until the tornado passed. it wasn’t until it was dead silent that you pulled away from him, your awkward position making your cheeks heat. there you were, straddling his lap with both thighs on either sides of his hips with one of his hands cradling your head, and the other wrapped tightly around your waist. he was still holding onto you despite the storm being over.

“rafe?” you tapped his shoulder, “it’s gone.” you pulled away first, his arms falling to his sides as you gazed up at him. he stared at you for a moment. “right.” he cleared his throat, tapping your thigh as an indication to get up. you looked around, kicking the debris out of the way before gasping at the sight of the blocked cellar entrance. “well that’s great.” rafe walked over to the telephone on the wall, dialing for help.

“hello? uh, no— no injuries, s’just me and another woman down here at y/l/n’s ranch are trapped here inside a cellar. yes, i’m sure we’re stuck, ‘looks like a tractor tire just wedged itself inside. yes sir i understand, alright thank you.”

“what did they say?” you chewed your lip nervously. rafe scoffed. “we’re not their priority right now. they’ll send someone out here as soon as they can.” he sighed taking a seat on a nearby stool. picking up your bags, you placed them on the wooden table in the corner. “do you by any chance have a shirt in there?” you shook your head, laughing to yourself. “you could do without it.”

rafe smiled, tonguing his cheek as he stood up. “oh, really, you think so?” you felt the heat of his body behind you, the urge to back into him and feel him against you was overwhelmingly strong. “yeah.. it’s not like i don’t see you parading around here shirtless all the time.” you shrugged, opening the bag with your valued belongings. “so, you do watch me.” you froze, knowing he’s caught you in your own lie.

“cool it, cowboy.”

checking to see if the folded up photo of your mother was still in its small pocket, you smiled softly as you traced your fingers over her beautiful face. “would you like to see a picture of my mom?” at this, rafe stepped closer, his chin resting in the curve of your neck as you both inspected the image. “she’s beautiful,” he whispered, “you look just like her.” you sniffled, letting rafe run his finger tips up your arm.

“she died from the last EF-5 tornado that hit town. my father had gotten both of us to the cellar but she ran out last minute to get our family photo album..” you swallowed the lump in your throat, “and she just never made it back.” you shuddered. rafe rubbed circles into your skin, his breath tickling the side of your face. “did you find it? the photo album i mean.” you turned around, blinking up at his, very handsome, face.

“yes. it was just right outside the doors.” rafe took the picture out of your hand, placing it back in your bag before stroking your chin with his thumb. “you’re strong, you know that? sometimes a little too strong.” both of you huffed out a laugh. “i know you’re smart, i know you’re ambitious, i know you’re capable..” rafe’s hands rested on your hips, “but can you please just shut your brain off for one second and let me take care of you?”

you gasped when he hoisted you up onto the table, his lips finding yours before you could protest. he was eager, the weight of his body making you melt into his touch. you welcomed him between your thighs, your eyes fluttering shut as he started leaving kisses down your jaw to your chest. surrendering to rafe was so much easier than you liked to admit, his strong calloused hands roaming your body as if you’d disappear into thin air if he left any part of you untouched.

“i’ve wanted you for so long, you have no fuckin’ idea..” he grounded himself against your clothed cunt, his eyes snapping open at the sensation. “just look at you.” he marveled, your nightgown now pooled around your waist. “you’re so beautiful.” you kept your eyes on him as he backed away slightly, his fingertips hooking inside the waistband of your panties. “i don’t want to wait.” you were breathless when he ripped off the flimsy material.

“i’ll never make you wait.” he spread your thighs, his cock jumping at the sight of your pretty pussy. “holy.” he sucked in a breath, eyes darkening. “don’t stare at me like that!” you laughed, your cheeks flushing at his expression. you couldn’t help but attempt to shut your legs, suddenly feeling exposed as rafe’s jaw clenched. “don’t get shy on me, now.” he teased, running a thumb between your folds.

you bit your lip, eyebrows knitting together as he took himself out of his jeans. “feel what you do to me?” rafe grabbed your hand, wrapping it around his length. he was big. huge even. “please,” you whimpered, “i need you inside me.” embarrassingly enough, rafe felt like he could cum from those words alone. “i thought you’d never ask.” he winked, hovering above you as he tapped your swollen clit with the head of his cock.

jumping at his ministrations, both of you moaned as he entered you slowly, his mouth hanging open as he watched you greedily take him to the base. “oh, my fuck-” rafe’s head fell on your shoulder, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. you had never felt this full before, the intimacy of having rafe’s body on yours, his finger’s running through your hair as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear was enough to make your head spin.

hand finding the nape of his neck, you cried out when he grazed that soft spot inside of you. “shit- i’m sorry, did i hurt you baby?” you shook your head, using your other hand to cup one side of his face. “no— mhm fuck!” you clenched around him, “feels so good.” rafe groaned, pulling you into another kiss. “you’re taking me so fucking good.” he pulled up your nightdress, exposing your tits before taking a bud into his mouth.

“rafe!” you mewled, the sensation unfamiliar but so, so good. “wearing this short little thing.. you secretly wanted me to do this to you, huh?” he smacked your clit, making a squeal leave your lips. “yes!” tears were pricking at your eyes, the pleasure so intense and heavy in your tummy you couldn’t do anything else but make pathetic noises as he took you for all you had. nothing could possibly get better than this.. or so you thought.

bringing his hand down to your soaked cunt, your eyes widened as he started rubbing hard circles on your clit, your thighs shaking at the penetration. “oh, god!” your back arched off of the table, and into his chest, his skin warm and clammy against yours. rafe grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you up for you to watch the way he slammed into you. he was glistening with your slick, the wet squelch of your pussy echoing in the small space.

“rafe?” you looked up at him, both of you locking eyes. “cum inside me please.” rafe’s hips immediately stuttered, your orgasm washing over you as he cursed through gritted teeth. “those are dangerous words, darlin’.” he pulled you against his him as you shook and trembled in his arms, rafe’s seed spilling into you. a single tear drop fell down your cheek, the side of his face pressed against his skin.

“you’re perfect.” he kissed the crown of your head, both of you watching as he slowly pulled out. “fuck, i’ll never get tired of seeing this.” he pulled up his jeans, getting a change of clothes for you out of your bag. “who said you’ll see it again?” you arched a brow. rafe gave you a look, both of you smiling at each other. “here. i don’t want anyone else seeing you in this nightdress.” you quickly changed into the jeans and oversized t-shirt he gave you.

“i hope help comes soon.. i just want to see if our house is still standing.” rafe hugged you, sitting you down near the table. “our house?” he loved the way that sounded. “yeah.”

[rafesgoldrings]

Drew Starkey characters

Rafe Cameron

* indicates smut 18+ ONLY

Imagines

One Hell of a Night* (ft Poly!Kook Topper and Kelce)

It’s strictly platonic between you and the three kook boys to anyone else, but when you’re alone it’s a totally different answer. A daunting game of cat and mouse lands you in an interesting position one Friday night.

Sex Tape* (Cam boy!Rafe AU)

Rafe agrees to let you be in one of his shows on the agreement he gets to make a sex tape with it…turns out you like being the slutty star of the show

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy* (Cowboy!Rafe AU)

When you see that Rafe Cameron is looking for new ranch hands, you jump at the opportunity. You’ve heard the rumors about him being a cowboy casanova and plan on keeping it professional, but his blue eyes and thick southern drawl make it harder than you planned

Throat Training*

Rafe really likes training your throat hoping that one day he can use it to his full advantage

Let Me Help* (ft Topper and Kelce)

After hearing what JJ and Pope did to Topper, you decide to join in on the plan for revenge. Turns out you like seeing your boys get mean way more than you thought

Princess*

Rafe likes having your throat full. He also really likes making fun of you for it

Lines*

Rafe does lines off your tits

Blurbs

Rafe gets an idea when he sees your silk sleeping mask and it becomes a new thing for you two*

After care with Rafe

Rafe getting you all worked up and mocking your moans*

Car sex with Rafe*

Rafe gets a handjob after you get your nails done and loves how they look gripping his cock*

Rafe likes when you get off on his thigh*

Overstim! With Rafe*

Sub!Rafe*

Comfort!Rafe

“Shh shh baby, I know I know”*

Rafe makes sure you know how much he loves you

Angry Rafe using you to get his frustration out*

Rafe spanking you after you tease him all day*

Getting Rafe’s initials tattooed under your tits*

Mean sex with Rafe*

Rafe x Bimbo!Reader*

Rafe punishes you after you make a snotty comment about his…skills*

Giving Rafe road head*

Reassuring Rafe

JJ catching his kook gf giving Rafe road head*

Trophy wife!Reader

Original trophy wife request*

Rafe gets a blowjob while on the phone*

Rafe spoils you at the spa and finds himself roped into a couples massage*

Rafe fucks you on the new guys desk to show him who you belong since he doesn’t seem to understand*

Rafe buys you a diamond necklace with his name on it

Rafe takes care of the creepy guy that won’t leave you alone at work when things get physical*

Rafe finds your ‘toys’ and uses them against you…literally*

Showering with Rafe quickly turns sexual when he uses the showerhead to his advantage*

You’re jealous of Rafe’s newest business conquest*

The new guy at work treats you like shit not knowing who your husband is*

Rafe keeps his promise of making you beg after the events of the new guy disrespecting you*

Rafe with a breeding kink*

You get hurt at the office and Rafe panics (AKA hurt/comfort)

Teasing Rafe at a business dinner*

Rafe takes care of you while you’re on your period

Taking care of a coked out Rafe

Poly!Kook!Boys x Kook!Reader

How your relationship with the boys started

You tell Rafe he’s your favorite during sex, a little white lie doesn’t hurt anyone*

Growing tired of your bitching when they stop spoiling you for a few days, Rafe teaches you a lesson using his belt*

The boys find out you’ve been lying to them about who’s your favorite and plan their revenge*

The boys handle a pogue that made you uncomfortable. Nobody touches their girl and gets away with it

The boys have a game of who can make you come the most and the hardest, you find out and make your own game*

What the boys do when you take too much coke

The time Topper went too far against your boundaries and your other two boys took care of it (1/2)

The time Topper went too far with claiming you and Rafe got jealous* (2/2)

Pregnancy scare

The boys take care of you after you have a few too many drinks*

The boys doing lines off your body*

Cowboy!Rafe AU

Fluffy/flirty moments with Cowboy!Rafe

You pick flowers for Cowboy!Rafe after a long day at the ranch (blushy and shy Cowboy!Rafe)

[torturedtypewritersdept]

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series;

proclivity

↳SUMMARY: at one point in time Rafe was your best friend. can summer romance erase all the damage he's done?

convalescence - a proclivity continuation

↳SUMMARY: senior year of college is upon you and rafe. But, will an injury tear down everything the two of you have built?

blue eyes + bruises (doctor!rafe)

↳SUMMARY: a tragic car accident looks like it'll be the end for you, but dr. cameron is here to make sure that doesn't happen.

the sun + the sand

↳SUMMARY:you have a stalker, but your best friend rafe won't let anything happen to you, even if he has to come clean about how he really feels.

earning your stripes (racer!rafe)

↳SUMMARY: rafe cameron is one of nascar's best and when they send you to interview him, well, let's just say you never saw him coming.

partners in crime (cop!rafe)

↳SUMMARY: you and your partner rafe investigate a string of sexually based homicides in the city. will the pressure become too much or will you finally tell each other how you really feel?

a fucked up sort of eden (firefighter!rafe)

↳SUMMARY: Rafe Cameron was good on his own, steady and sure, despite his adrenaline based nature; he was good on his own. His sisters long line of blind dates on his behalf leads him to you and from the very moment you walk out on the dinner, he knows he will never be the same again.

of canyons + wildflowers (cowboy!rafe)

↳SUMMARY: a phone call from your dad leaves you running back to your hometown, back to simple life away from your career in the big city. You were fine, okay with it even, until you remembered there was such a thing as rafe cameron. suddenly a life you've tried to forget is barreling towards you like a racing horse. will you make it out in one piece or will your heart betray you and let history repeat itself?

blurbs;

i can’t breathe without you

↳SUMMARY: Rafe Cameron is pogue-hater, but for some reason he loves you. how will he react when a car accident after an argument threatens to take you away from him?

sick day

↳SUMMARY: rafe takes care of you when you're sick.

golf + it’s consequences

↳SUMMARY: rafe misses the first football game of your cheerleading career and you are left with a serious injury.

the fire in his eyes

↳SUMMARY:jj maybank had done a lot of stupid shit in his life but threatening to kill you was at the top of the list.

smut;

locker room antics

↳SUMMARY: mouthing off at rafe in public is never a good idea.

morning delight

↳SUMMARY: you reward rafe while he's sleeping.

feral

↳SUMMARY:being feral for rafe has its consequences.

for hire

↳SUMMARY: rafe hires jj to scare you, tired of your senseless flirting with pogues to make him jealous.

pure bliss

↳SUMMARY: rafe soothes your pregnancy woes.