#dark!stepdad!ward cameron

[planetallure]

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ dark!fic recs

CW: once again, these works contain dark and explicit themes that may be upsetting or triggering to some. please use your discretion and discernment.

@cherienymphe : when i first seriously got back on tumblr and got into dark!fanfic, cherie's was one of the first blogs i found. her writing was essentially my indoctrination. it was terrifying how much i loved it/her writing. truly phenomenal. i've read quite of few of her stories (mainly for rafe cameron, jj maybank, steve rogers, and peter parker) but i'll list my faves.

"when the party's over" - its something about this series...i think about it often. if you're into forced pregnancy or corruption tropes, tap in.

"wicked games" - i actually first read this one on ao3 before i discovered her tumblr and was absolutely gagged. another one i think of often.

"amnesiac" - the first series of hers that i ever read. absolutely traumatized me and i sobbed reading it. amazing storytelling.

"the hills" - another bangerrr. a one night stand ends in complete and total blackmail and entrapment. he just wanted to give her a better life *clown face emoji*.

"his father's son" - after ward death, rafe takes over the reins in more ways than one.

"teenage dirtbag" - this series single handedly made me a jj girl. the tension??? yup yup mhm.

"the less i know the better" - ironically my favorite part of this story is readers relationship with rafe but seeing jj slowly and then rapidly descend into madness? yeah.

"claimed" - a/b/o dynamics. brought me back to my wattpad days. still eat it up.

"daddy dearest" - steve meets a single mom and decides to be not the stepdad, but the dad who stepped up.

i'll be honest, i was a non believer in dark!peter but: "she's with me", "one last time." "suburbia" and "basic training" made a believer outta me. hands. down.

@lambtotheslaughterr : it absolutely amazes me the things that come from her mind. the level of creativity and originality needs to be studied. oona, you are criminally underrated.

“rise” - the first series of hers that i read. arguably the best series i’ve read on here thus far. this is the first part to her “the day the world ended” universe and it completely blew me away. i couldn’t believe that something like it had come from some silly little boat show. just brilliant.

“when the bough breaks” - the first work of hers i read. this one for me was a heartbreaking slow burn story, but the smut…makes up for it. yes yes.

“i burn” - sex!addict reader x rafe cameron. need i say more? actually, i will. the smut and tension in this one towards the end? it was shameful how turned on i was.

“one way or another” - buckle up, grab a snack, and prepare for the ride of a lifetime. that’s it.

“something wicked this way comes” - a single mom trying to escape her past, except her past is rafe cameron. this was one very spooky scary la la.

"summit" - the second part to the tdtwe universe. its still brand new but its already feeling like another banger, i mean it's oona. tap in.

@harryspet : rae was also apart of my indoctrination and boy did she do what needed to be done. her perfectly curated moodboards alone did it for me. very mindful, very demure.

"homestead" - what can i say...i'm a sucker for pregnancy stories :( and this series was no exception. absolutely delectable. enjoy.

"well kept" - classic millionaire ceo x reader, my younger wp reading self cheered gleefully. my love language is acts of service and boyy was this one speaking my language. had me at "scheduled braiding appointment."

"bambi eyes" - this one was one of those that made me want to take a good long look in the mirror and ask myself, "is this who we are...is this what we represent?"

@sherrybaby14 : this one is for the mcu girlies. more fics than you could ever ask for. everyone say "thank you, mother!"

"the distraction" - i'm starting to notice a kidnapping/stockholm syndrome pattern here...ANYWAY! work is realllyy stressful for steve and you just happen to be the perfect distraction.

@straywords : she's no longer active but her incredible writings remain so please, peruse. its like a beautiful museum over there.

"a break" - *gasp* another pregnancy story! stucky edition.

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor : an icon, a legend, she is the moment! another infinite library for my mcu girls. roo has all you could ever want or ask for.

@perlelune

"all too well" - yes, yes, another one, its who i am. rafe cameron proving once again that you can't escape him.

"lucky" - best friend!rafe x reader. he didn't know what he had until it was almost gone

"tag, you're it" - never read a scream fanfic before this one but boy did i have fun! chad is so pookie in this too :(

@honestsycrets : back when i was in my miguel era, sy single handedly kept me fed.

"starved | mio" - "mio", in which you babysit mayday and it gives miguel baby fever and "starved", in which he made you a mom...but its left less time for other activities.

"stung" - sex pollen/abo. reader gets bitten by an anomaly causing a reaction that only miguel can cure

"amor y respeto" - he just can't love you the way you need to be. so you and miguel break up...at the worst possible time.

"exclusive" - you and miguel are fuckbuddies. you want more, but miguel can't bring himself to give it to you. so you find company in hobie, who's there for you in all the ways that you need. miguel's not happy about that.

"canary" - you're a singer in the 1920s who's fallen in with the dangerous o'hara brothers.

"grande" - sex!worker miguel x assistant!reader. think...a pepper x tony kinda dynamic. except, miguel doesn't take kindly to certain slights. :)

@starfxkrinc : last but certainly not least! moony is a ridiculously talented writer and a mutal of mine. i found her early on during my resurgence on here. this is her new side blog (rip lovesickbrat and starfxkr!!) luckily she was able to salvage a lot of her past works and is back like she never left. i recommend her "western nights" series (really just the trailer park!jj tag in general) and her "ode to eaters" au. a queen of all things taboo. she does it for the girls who are drawn to the dark and scary. the gross and weird. <3

[starkeyisthelastname]

Stepdad rafe finding out reader has been skipping school

Reader is 18+

As soon as Rafe heard the door shut downstairs and your babbling voice, he came out from his office to see you throwing your backpack onto the marble countertop. He almost thought it was comical how innocent you portrayed yourself as the sweetest most innocent girl who’s mommy married the troubled boy that was Ward’s Cameron’s son. Your plaid school skirt, raising up to show the fat of your ass as you reached into the fridge to get a bottle of water.

Clearing his throat, he watched you turn around, your eyes wide in surprise as you didn’t know your step-dad would be home so early. “Hi Rafe! I didn’t know you’d be at home.” You blurted out quickly, trying to read his facial expressions.

His jaw tensed, his eyes a usual light blue now dark and intense. “Didn’t know huh? Is that why you decided to skip school today, not thinking anyone would find out, because your mother is out of town and I’m working?” He asked, squinting as he stalked over towards you.

He towered over you in height as you swallowed the lump in your throat, looking down at your backpack sitting on the table. “I.. I went.” You squeaked out, avoiding the intimidating stare coming from the six foot two man.

A dark chuckle rang throughout the kitchen, his ringed hand coming to the column of your throat to squeeze. “Oh so you wanna lie to me now? Just because you got dressed in your uniform and brought your bag, you think I’m gonna believe that shit?” He gritted out, his hand in a tight grip around your throat.

Shaking his head, he forced you to bend over the island, his hand coming off your neck to yank your skirt up. His ringed fingers rubbed your cunt through the panties you wore, laughing at you were already wet on his thick digits.

“You are gonna lie to me? Skip school to probably meet some dirty pogue boy over on the cut that you send pictures of your pussy to? And now you are turned on by me catching you?… Wow. My stepdaughter really is slut.” Rafe grumbled out behind you, as he shoved two fingers in your warm cunt.

You let out a gasp at the intrusion, your head falling down from the fire that ignited your lower tummy. “Daddy.. please.” You whispered, pushing your plump ass against his fingers to get more. Pulling them out of your hole, had you whining only to get shut up by him shoving the two digits into your mouth.

“Shut it slut- maybe you’ll think twice before you do dumb shit. You can fool your mother, she’s fucking naive. But me? You know better.” He whispered in your ear, shoving his fingers further down your throat, causing you to gag. “Now, get on your knees. I’m gonna fuck your face since you wanna spew all that bullshit to me.”

[dcrkfics]

Stealing Watches

summary | When Rafe steals a watch and you take the blame Ward finds a way to punish you. 

warnings | smut, virginity loss, stepdad trope, stepcest, penetration, unprotected penetration, Daddy kink, dirty talk, fingering, degradation, humiliation, infidelity, orgasm denial, noncon or slight dubcon, and more. 18+, MINORS DNI! I am not responsible for the media you decide to consume!

word count | 5k+

pairings | Step Father!Ward Cameron x stepdaughter!Reader.

A soft knock on your door prompted you to welcome whoever it was at the door. Of course it was Sarah and you already knew what she probably was going to ask you. “Y/n can you cover for me?” Sarah asked as she sat on your bed. She was younger than you but she was more outgoing than you ever were. She already had a couple of boyfriends and you hadn’t even had your first. Then again what did you expect from college full of guys like Rafe or even ten times worse. Not that you hadn’t had your first kiss because you had and even gone down on a couple of guys. “Going out with Topper again?” You smirked at her. “Yeah.” She smiled. “Have fun, don't worry I’ll cover for you.” You beamed. “Thank you, I love you so much.” She exclaimed before she hugged you and ran out of the door.

About twenty minutes later the sibling with no manners whatsoever barged into your room. “Hey y/n do you have $50 bucks I can borrow?” Rafe asked as he made his way into your room. “Why don’t you ask your rich dad?” You suggested. “He won’t give me any more money.” Rafe said as he sat on your bed. “Well don’t look at me I don’t have any money” You scoffed. “Ok well go ask dad? For me?” Rafe pleaded. “Rafe I can’t ask him for money if he won’t give you any I doubt he'd give me any.” You said. “He will because if he doesn’t treat you right I doubt your mom will give him any in bed.” Rafe said. “Rafe eww jesus you think I need that image in my head” You threw a pillow at him. “Fine, I'll do it but keep my mom's name out of your mouth.” You said as you got up. “Thank you.” Rafe said as he followed you out the door.

You softly knocked on Ward's office door before he yelled for you to come in. You don't interact with Ward much so every time you were around him he made you nervous. Something was off about him. Maybe it was his lingering looks or the way his eyes would darken for a quick second when he looked at you. He seemed like a man with secrets. Secrets so fuck up he has to pay money to hide them and he probably does hes the richest guy in all the outerbanks and as your friends say your mom is lucky that she was able to get her hands on him. While you were here having to put up with your new family she was in London probably enjoying herself.

“Everything ok Y/n?” Ward asked as he lifted his arms so he could rest on his elbows. You caught yourself staring at his toned arms and you slightly blushed as you realized what you had been staring at. “I umm I'm sorry to bother you but can I have $50 dollars?” You managed to ask without stuttering or your voice cracking. “You know you’ll have to pay me back.” He said something about the way he said it gave you goosebumps. “Ok” You squeaked out. He got up as he took out the money from his wallet. “Here.” He said as he handed you the money you reached out for it. “Thank you.” You said as he sat back down. He put his reading glasses back on as he looked at his mess of papers again. What an asshole you thought. He has millions and wants you to pay him back 50 miserable fucken dollars. You stared at him a bit expecting him to say something to you but when he didn’t you walked away and about 5 feet away from getting to the door Ward had called your name again. “Y/n '' Ward shot his head up to look at you. “Yes.” You turned around and made eye contact. You swear his eyes turned dark for a second. “Close the door on your way out.” He smiled. “Yeah sure.” You nod your head as you turn around. You were expecting more, you don’t why but you expected more communication. You don’t know if you were relieved or dissapointed.

When you left his office Rafe was standing there impatiently. “Here you go and you better pay me back because your dipshit of a father expects me to pay him back.” You grumbled as you threw the money at Rafe. “Pay him back? Why?” Rafe was confused because his fatherj could easily spend $10,000 dollars like if it was $10. “Maybe you guys are going broke or something.” You shrugged as you started going to your room. “Well I gotta go. You don’t want to come to this party or something Y/n?” Rafe asked.I'm fine Rafe.” you said. “Go have fun.” You continued walking until you got to your room.

After about 30 minutes of scrolling through instagram you couldn’t avoid it. All of your friends were literally posting about the party. Story after story, post after post, it made you want to go and enjoy yourself with them. But the thought of getting ready tired you already so you managed to muster up the energy to go downstairs and make yourself a sandwich or something to eat.

You walked to the kitchen bumping into Wheezie in the living room. She fell asleep on the couch watching her show. You put in some effort to be quieter in the kitchen. You didn’t want to wake her up. You got out all the things you needed to make a sandwich and began to prepare. While you prepared it suddenly you heard footsteps. Thinking it was Wheezie you turned around with a smile but when your eyes met Wards your smile faded. His mere presence made you extremely nervous. You still couldn’t wrap your finger around it. What exactly about Ward was it that would make your skin crawl and stomach turn? You don’t know and you hope you won't find out any time soon. You tried your best to ignore him politely. However he initiated conversation with you which made it much harder too.

“Why aren’t you at the party with the others?” Ward asked as he poured liquor into his shot glass. “What party?” You tried your best to play dumb. “I'm not an idiot Y/N I know your covering for Sarah.” Ward said, leaning on the counter as he shot down his drink. You continued to make a sandwich pretending that his last few words didn’t make your heart race. “You want one?” You asked, pointing at your sandwich. “Sure.” Ward chuckled in an obvious attempt to avoid the topic at hand. “Um, what do you like in your sandwich?” You ask. “Like yours but with pickles.” He said. “Okay sure.” You began to prepare it. Feeling like you're doing most of the housewife duties your mom should be doing. Lost in thought you almost finished the sandwich except you were missing the pickles. Ward watched as you made his sandwich. Your face… so focused on what you did. Your ass and boobs perked up whenever you reached to get something. Your hair was up and it showed your soft delicate skin. Your neck and collarbone are visible and that's when he noticed something. A mark… a hickey and when he saw that on you he felt a ping of jealousy. He knew it wasn’t the same type of jealousy he felt when he would see his little girl Sarah with a boy this was different but he decided at the moment to ignore that feeling and mask it as a jealousy a father felt towards a daughter.

You search around for the pickles not knowing where they were until you open the cupboard in front of you and notice they were on the top shelf. You tiptoed struggling to reach for the jar of pickles and that when you felt a body behind you. The body leaned closer and closer until it was pressed up against you. His arm reached up to grab the jar of pickles. You could literally feel your stepdad's crotch on your ass, however you decided not to say anything and hoped this awkward moment wouldn’t last too long. He placed the pickles on the counter. His body still pressed up to you. You could feel his hot breath on your neck and you swore you felt light feather touches on your side. You looked at him with an awkward smile before he nodded at you. You awkwardly thank him before he slowly begins to move away from you. You softly whimpered at his action. The whimper almost sounded like a quiet and short breath. Ward slightly smirked at the effect he had on you or your body while you hoped Ward didn’t notice. You were praying he didn’t.

After that he thanked you for his sandwich before he took it and walked away. Leaving you all confused and shaken up. Maybe you were exaggerating things. Maybe he was just trying to help you grab the pickles after all. You decided it would be best to think less of it and walked into your room.

The next day you were in the living room sitting on the couch messaging your friend when you felt someone's hand on your shoulder. “Jesus Rafe.” You smacked his hand shaking your shoulder so that he could get his hand off it. “I hate when people sneak up on me.” You whined as you shifted your focus back on your phone. In that short span of time your friend had already sent you multiple messages all ranting about her boyfriend. Relationships were so complicated that's why you didn’t have one at least that's what you’ll tell yourself until you could get one. For now your focus was on just chilling for the summer and relaxing before you had to go back to school.

The couch sank as Rafe sat next to you. His fingers tapping his leg he seemed nervous you weren’t sure about what. Rafe sat there for a couple of minutes trying to figure out the best way to ask you he didn’t know. “You ok Rafe?” You broke the silence you really just wanted to be left alone but it seemed like Rafe wasn’t leaving anytime soon. “I need your help.” Rafe said. “With?” You asked. “I need to break into my dad's office.” He said. “And you want me to help you with that?” You asked. “Yeah you know, be the lookout.” Rafe said. “If you want me to help you, can you at least tell me why?” You asked. “It's about my mother. When I asked my father about her he said she left us. The other day I heard him on the phone saying he would not let someone see us. I just have this feeling that maybe she didn’t leave on her own, maybe he forced her or something. He's hiding something but I'm not sure what and I want to figure it out.” Rafe looked at you worriedly and when you nodded your head agreeing to help him he was proud about how easily he could trick you not that what he said was a lie because it wasn’t he definitely heard his dad saying that on the phone but he could give zero shits about what his mother was doing he just desperately needed to pay Barry back.

“I just need you to look out and see if he comes…” Rafe paused. “What happens if he comes?” You asked. “Just say something like… peanut butter.” Rafe's face lit up when he said it. “Peanut butter.” You snorted. “Yeah because you can place peanut butter in any conversation.” Rafe said. “I don’t know if I…” You began but Rafe had already left the room.

About two hours later Rafe barged into your room saying that his dad had left and that now would be a good time. So there you went following him like an idiot and just standing guard by his door. You were growing impatient. Rafe had been in there for 20 minutes. Your heart was racing the longer he took the more nervous you got. Suddenly that's when you heard the sound of a car locking. “Peanutbutter.” You yelled and Rafe heard as he quickly grabbed what he needed from the safe and put it in his pocket and when he got closer to the door that's when he heard his voice.

“Hi Mr. Cameron.” You squeaked as he stopped in front of you. “I was just looking for you.” You smiled. “Oh why?” He asked. “Um, because there is something wrong with the garbage disposal.” You lied. “Well I guess it wouldn’t hurt to check it out.” Ward said as he followed you with his hand behind your back as you both walked to the kitchen. He turned it on. “It sounds normal.” He shrugged as he began to lift up his long sleeve and his hand went in the garbage disposal. You were practically drooling over his hand and arm. The veins in his hands made your body light up, causing both heartbeats to speed up. Ward took his hand out and turned it on again. “Everything seems fine.” Ward looked at you and you had a dumbfounded expression on your face. “Maybe Rafe fixed it.” You said. “Maybe.” He said as he eyed you suspiciously. That's when his brain clicked of course he knew what was up he knew why you brought him here in the first place. “Don’t think I don’t know what's going on?” He began. Your face went pale shit he discovered it he knew that you helped Rafe break into his office. “I know exactly what you want.” He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow. You looked down not wanting to look him in the eye. He made you nervous already and now you were more as you were guilty of helping Rafe break into his personal office. “It's ok I understand.” He began. You looked up in confusion but tried not to show it. You wanted to see where he was heading because this is a weird way to confront you. He walked closer to you and you were already leaning on the counter so you couldn’t move back. Finally he put his hand on your cheek. Rubbing it with his thumb. Caressing your cheek he looked into your eyes. A cocky grin on his face. “Nothing to be ashamed about.” Ward reassured. Now you weren’t sure if he was particularly talking about helping Rafe or something else. “I want it too.” He whispered before he leaned into you. Pressing his lips into yours. Yep he was talking about something else. He pulled you closer as your lips began to move with most of you wanting to pull away but a small part didn’t let you.

Suddenly you heard the kitchen door swing wide open as Rafe walked in. You and Ward quickly disconnected but there was no way in hell Rafe could have missed that. “Well the garbage disposal seems fine Y/n.” Ward cleared his throat. “Thanks for fixing it, Rafe.” Ward said as he walked out of the kitchen.

Rafe eyed you suspiciously and you both waited a few seconds. You didn’t want to take the chance of Ward overhearing you guys. “Did you find what you needed?” You asked as you walked up to Rafe he was by the fridge. “Yep.” He smirked as he pulled out a gold watch. “Rafe what the fuck I thought you were going to look for clues about your mom.” You sighed. “This is a clue.” Rafe said as he put it back in his pocket. “So should I call you mom now?” Rafe grinned. “You saw that huh?” You put your head down in embarrassment. “I don’t care, you know. I just assumed if you were going to sleep with someone here it would have been me you know.” Rafe smirked. “In your dreams Rafe.” You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, it's a shame you like them older” Rafe said as he looked you up and down. “Stop being a pervert Rafe.” You joked. “Stop making out with my dad.” Rafe joked back. “I did it for you.” You said. “Sure.” Rafe scoffed. “Yeah I had to distract him somehow.” You said. “I better get some money from that watch.” You said as you walked out of the kitchen. “I didn’t make out with your dad for nothing.” You smiled as Rafe rolled his eyes. “Who made out with dad? What?” Sarah asked as she walked in with Topper on her side. “Oh I was just telling Rafe about what my friend texted me she caught her dad making out.” You lied. “Gross.” Sarah laughed. “Yeah” You chuckled awkwardly as you walked into your room and laid down and drifted off to sleep as you thought about Ward and the kiss.

You woke up about 3 hours later to a loud knock on your door. “Everybody out right now!” A loud scream soared throughout the house. You got up and put on your shoes quickly rushing outside into the hallway.

“What the hell is going on?” You asked as you looked at Sarah, Topper and Wheezie. “Probably dad being dramatic.” Sarah rolled her eyes. “Should I leave?” Topper asked. “No, I doubt it's anything too serious.” Sarah said. “Good cause I was woken up from a very deep peaceful nap” You groaned. “Everyone downstairs right fucking now!” You heard Ward yell from downstairs. “Shit he is really pissed.” Sarah chuckled, obviously not taking her dad too seriously.

You followed Wheezie downstairs to find Rafe and Ward standing in the living room. “Ok he looks really pissed so Im gonna go.” Topper said as he kissed Sarah goodbye before dashing out the door. “Dad, what's going on?” Sarah asked. Rafe gave you a look and it took you a while before you got what he was insinuating. Ward found about the break in in his office. He looked at each and every one of you as if he was studying you guys before he began to speak. “So I walked into my office today ready to start some work.” Ward began. “So I sat down, turned on my computer but suddenly I had this urge to check my safe. I get up I open my safe and guess what I find?” He paused and you tried your best to stay calm and not show any signs of extreme nervousness which you were clearly feeling. “That's right, a watch missing.” He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at each and everyone of you. “Now the question is who has my watch?” He raised an eyebrow as he glanced at all of you. His stare lingered longer at you he probably would have figured it was you. You had only been living here for the past two months if you were in his shoes you would also blame yourself. The newest member of the family. “Wheezie you can go upstairs I know it wasn’t you.” Ward slightly smiles at her and Wheezie runs out of there as fast as she can, you would too if you could.

“It wasn’t me dad.” Rafe said. “It wasn’t me I didn't go into your office” You say right after. “Dad it wasn’t me I swear. Sarah said seconds after. “STOP BULSHITTING ME!” Ward slammed his palm against the wall several times. He was clearly frustrated with you guys. Rafe had told you about hs fathers anger issues before how crazy angry he could get. Throwing and hitting things and though he had never hit his children Rafe mentioned how he feared that one day he would. As Ward openly presented his anger issues right then and there you were honestly terrified. You open your eyes wide and stare at Rafe. Rafe stared at you before quickly glancing at Sarah who had been giving him a look. Rafe looked down quickly when his eyes met Sarahs and Sarah knew it was him if it was anybody it was him. Rafe looked up quickly as tears formed in his eyes. You had heard arguments between Rafe and Ward. Ward had mentioned before that if Rafe fucks up one more time he would kick him out. Rafe has walked into your room ranting to you because frankly he had no one else and unlike Sarah you would listen although you could care less about it. Suddenly you were washed with sympathy. This would be Ward's last straw. He could easily kick out Rafe and although you weren’t very fond of Rafe you had lived with him for the past two months and had several conversations with him. You conversed with him more than you would Sarah probably because you guys were closer in age. Rafe was an ok guy he hadn’t done anything wrong he just needed someone to guide him in the right direction. As you saw Rafe’s expression turn into more worry you found yourself opening your mouth.

“It was me.” You whisper as you look down. Everyone's head turned to look at you. If anything you could payback Ward obviously Rafe would and you felt that maybe Ward wouldn’t be as harsh towards you than with Rafe. “Where is it?” Ward asked. “I um sold it.” You said. “We’ll talk in my office.” Ward sighed as he grabbed his wallet. “Money for dinner.” Ward handed some money to Sarah. “Please take Wheezie out for a while. I want to have a serious talk with Y/N and her mother and I really do not want to be disturbed.” Ward said. “Good luck.” Sarah mouthed as she called Wheezie to get ready.

You followed Ward into his office and watched as Ward sat down. You followed his movements pulling the chair on the other side of his desk to sit on until his voice startled you. “Did I tell you to sit?” He asks as the question echoes off the walls. “No sir.” You shook your head as you moved your hand away from the chair. You played with the hem of your shirt as you stared anywhere but at Ward. He sat in silence pondering his next move. He got up and your heart raced. He normally made you nervous but right now he was super angry and you were ten times more nervous. A harsh push made you trample towards the desk. You managed to prevent yourself from falling as you grabbed on the side of his desk. Ward’s hand grabbed the hairs on your head causing you to let out a small cry in pain as he pushed your head forward and your cheek was now being pushed upon his desk along with the upper part of your body. You kick your legs in an attempt to be let out of this compromising position but Ward was stronger and it didn’t work.

Wards hand gliding up your thigh pushing your skirt up. A tear left your eyes as you heard him opening the buckles of his belt. You always imagine how your first time would be and none of them looked like this. You always hoped for it to be romantic. This was far from it. You felt a finger wipe a tear away from your face. “Stop crying you whore... you wanted this.” Ward seathed. You shook your head no but there was nothing you can do now, he was much stronger than you there was no way you could get out of this. You couldn’t even scream no one was home. Ward kicked everybody out.

“Count for me.” Ward said before you felt a hard smack on your ass. “1…” You said in a shaky voice. “2…” You said when you felt another smack. “25…” You cried out in pain, you were sore, your ass was numb, Ward had a heavy hand that's for sure. Ward slowly began to slide down your damp underwear. “Look at you. Wet already? God you're such a slut.” Ward mumbled into your ear. “That innocent facade you build up is such bullshit.” Ward said as he easily slipped his finger inside you. “Look at you dripping wet.” Ward grinned. You whimpered as your walls clenched around his finger the new feeling foreign as you never masterbated with your fingers before you have masterbated on your teddy bear because you didn’t like the feeling of your nails scratching uncomfortably against your walls maybe you weren’t doing it right but when Ward did it it felt so good, amazing even, your head felt dizzy as he insert two more fingers pumping them in and out and you slowly grinded on them not even caring that he was your stepfather at this point you brain just focused on the good feeling and trying to get an orgasm. You knew you were close to your orgasm when your body tensed ready to release and that's when he stopped. He pulled his fingers out and placed them in his mouth sucking on them. His hand was long gone from your hair so you had the flexibility to look at him confused as to why he stopped, ready to beg him for more, you were desperate at this point.

Then your eyebrows furrowed. He was taking off his watch. “Did I give you permission to look at me?” Ward asked and you quickly turned your head forward and stayed bent over his desk. You jumped when you felt a cold item on your clit but Ward's hand was quick to go on your back and stop you from moving. The colder item became warmer the longer it stayed on your clit and you felt the item rub against you and your clit welcomed it. Your clit unnaturally stretches around the item, your walls easily flutter around it. “If you can steal my watches, sell my watches, then you can also fuck my watches.” Ward grunt as he inserted the watch deeper inside. Causing you to cry out in both pain and pleasure. The pleasure dominated the pain after a while and you started to grind against the watch to try and get more friction. “Look at you acting like such a desperate slut.” Ward chukled. “Heard you talking to Sarah about how your virgin, never been able to find the right guy. So I'm gonna show you that I'm the right guy. You take my watch and fingers like a good girl I know you’ll take my cock so perfectly.” You whimpered at his words, your walls clenched on the watch as you were grinding your hips. “Look at you riding my watch, I'm not even moving it anymore.” Ward smirked. You blushed in embarrassment, you didn’t even notice that he stopped moving it yet you didn’t stop. Chasing over the orgasm Ward denied you the first time. That's when you felt it again the pit in your stomach finally it was coming and Ward did it again. He pulled the watch away from your clit. You groaned in annoyance. The watch was coated with your juices. You couldn’t even see the time without wiping your juices away. “Look at the mess you made…” Ward put the watch on the desk and you blushed in embarrassment. Never had you felt so ashamed as Ward made you feel right now.

“I think you're ready now.” Ward grunted as he pulled his length out red and leaking. He aligned his tip with your clit and soon you felt the head rub against your clit. Slowly he starts pushing his way home and you start to whine in pain grabbing on to the desk. The stretch is very painful. You want to push him away but his hands are holding you down. “Come on, you can take my watch. I know you can take me.” Ward growls as he struggles to fit. He pushes a bit more and at first you feel an ache on your clit however it slowly starts to disappear and turn into a buzz as Ward strokes lightly at your clit. “Knew you could take your daddy.” Ward breathes your walls flutter with those words. “Always imagine fucking you never thought you’d be this tight.” Ward admits as he moves the other hand that is not rubbing your clit to your hip and lifts you up a little. He slowly starts thrusting, causing you to moan in pleasure. “Who do the watches belong to?” Ward asks as he continues thrusting. “You.....” You groaned as he thrusted painfully slowly. “Who..?” Ward asks as he smacks your ass. His smack caused it to sting again causing you to remember the pain from before. “They’re yours daddy.” You moan as he begins to thrust faster. “Who does this office belong to?” Ward asks. “You daddy.” You repeated as he sped up. “Who does this house belong to?” Ward asks. “You daddy.” You moaned loudly as he thrusted faster, you continued to hold on the edge of the desk. You could hear Ward's grunts, your moans, and the skin slapping echo off the wall. Good thing no one is home cause you guys were making quite the noise. You felt your body slowly tensing up as another orgasmed form. “It's ok sweetheart you can cum all over daddy…” Ward reassured you and you managed to push your hip back, you moaned loudly as your orgasm crashed over you, your body trembled, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your brain fogged, your toes curled and your nails scratched the wooden polished desk. Ward followed as he pulled on your hips closer to his. His hand found his way back to your hair and he pulled, causing your back to arch “Who do you belong to?” Ward asks as you both were riding out your orgasms. “You daddy, only you.” You pant as he lets go of your hair collapsing on his desk.

You felt Ward's body bending down towards you. “That's right you belong to me, only me, no more covering for Sarah or helping Rafe break into my office. From now on you do everything I say because you belong to me.” Ward’s hot breath lingered in your ear for a bit. “Yes daddy.” You squeaked. He got up and lifted you up, turning you around and placed a messy kiss on your lips. “Get dressed and go to your room we’ll talk to tomorrow.” He demanded before walking out of his office leaving you all naked and shaken up. Although he could make your back arch and toes curl like never before he still made your skin crawl and stomach turn unfortunately now you know why.

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Mai Tai - ep. 02 - Rafe Cameron

Summary: Some heavy flirting and a day out with Wheezie.

A/N: The rewrite for chapter two.

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The Nassau house was arguably bigger than Tanney Hill. Enough bedrooms that you got your own and so did Sarah and Wheezie. Rafe and Topper were stuck in a room together though you saw Sarah’s boyfriend put his suitcase in her room as you dragged your suitcase into yours. It was at the end of the hall, a sliding door that you couldn’t quite figure out how to lock, and enough white that you weren’t sure if Rose thought she was in an institution or a vacation home. It was nice either way and the bed was definitely comfortable as you dropped your things and flopped back on it, legs hanging over the side as you stared up at the ceiling.

“Kinda miss that tomboy look you used to rock.”  

You sat up in bed, Rafe leaning against the open door frame, grinning at you. “Sorry to disappoint,” you replied, “it was more a cover-up than a style and I finally grew into myself in case you didn’t notice.”

“I noticed.” He said, “Oh, and Rose said dinner’s ready.”

Dinner was awkward and quiet, the leftover tension from the plane ride unresolved as you all sat around the table. Rose and your mother spent the entire meal plotting out the week, what they would do, where they would go. It was all arbitrary stuff that you didn’t care about. None of the Cameron kids seemed to care either as they stayed relatively quiet throughout the meal. Sarah would whisper back and forth with Topper but Rafe and Wheezie kept quiet, the latter texting in her lap. Ward spent the meal talking business with your stepdad and you pushed your food around your plate, counting the minutes until dinner was over and you were allowed to go into your room.

Your friends had already texted you about their own first night in Ptown and you’d promised to facetime them after dinner, something you were itching to do. Though, Rafe was making dinner slightly more bearable. Rose had said something particularly annoying and Rafe had rolled his eyes, only to realize that you were looking at him. After that it felt like every time you looked up he was staring at you, the attention making you slightly flushed.  

-

“Hey,” you greeted, leaning forward so you could see passed the refrigerator as Rafe came into the kitchen. You were sitting up on the counter, the large sliding window open behind you as you ate straight out of a pint of ice cream. “Can’t sleep?”

He nodded, running a hand through his hair, messy from sleep and notably a little long. “You?” He asked, opening the refrigerator and obscuring you from view for a moment.  

“Something like that.” You replied, stretching your legs out casually though you were actually double-checking that you didn’t have any forgotten hairs or unsightly nicks. You knew it was stupid but you couldn’t help yourself, four years had only made him more gorgeous than he’d been at 15 and you were enjoying the attention he’d already given you. At least the sleep shorts and sports bra could work in your favor. “You want some?” You offered the pint of ice cream, your spoon stuck in the middle.  

“What kind?” He asked as he took the spoon and dug in.

“Coffee.” You replied, “I snuck it in.”

“You snuck it in?” He took a bite and you watched the spoon slip back out between his lips as he swallowed the ice cream.  

“My mom’s got me on a diet, I’m only allowed like four hours of eating a day and definitely not ice cream.” You admitted, “gotta get rid of the baby fat.” As you said it you pinched the inside of your thigh to prove your point and he laughed. You looked cute enough for midnight but you weren’t above self-deprecating jokes.  

“Well your secret is safe with me.” He replied, grabbing the beer he had taken from the refrigerator, “As long as you don’t tell anyone I was drinking.”

“Where are you on your 12 steps?” You teased, waving your hand for him to pass you the beer.  

“Step 1,” Rafe replied, “fuck my life.”

You laughed, nearly spitting the beer that you’d just sipped. As you went to reply you both heard footsteps coming toward the kitchen. You slipped off the counter, almost bumping into him because he was so close. You grabbed his hand as the hall light flipped on, abandoning your ice cream to the counter as you dragged Rafe out onto the porch with you. “Sorry, I’ll be done for if my mom finds me.” You admitted, pressing your back against the wall just passed the door, out of sight.  

“Trust me, I’m in the same boat.” Rafe answered, standing close to you, watching the door. You were trapped between him and the wall and you were convinced that you would be tripping over your words if the light was actually hitting him and he wasn’t completely shadowed.  

“It’s Rose.” He finally said, able to see enough into the kitchen that he recognized his stepmom’s blonde hair.

“What’s she doing?”

“You’re gonna have to buy new ice cream.” He whispered, looking down at you and grinning.  

“No,” you whined, leaning your head back against the wall. “Damn.”

“Here, eases the pain,” he teased, passing his beer to you.

Rose left the kitchen with your ice cream and Rafe backed away from you, giving the all-clear as headed back inside. You followed after him, topping off the rest of his beer and dropping it in the bin beneath the sink.  

“You want your own this time?” He asked, pulling out two more.  

“Yes please, if I can’t eat all my calories, I’ll drink them.” You joked, watching as he popped the lid off with the edge of the counter. “That’s a neat party trick.”

“Glad your impressed.”  

“Was that the goal?” You asked, taking your beer from him.

He only smiled, trying to look as innocent as possible as he shrugged his shoulders at you. “Come on-”

“Where are we going?” You asked, cutting him off. He walked out of the kitchen and you followed after him, down the hall in the dark.

“You don’t want anyone to catch you right?” He asked, stopping at a door near the end of the hall. The entire house was on one level, windows everywhere in the main rooms to make it feel like it was outside and inside at the same time.  

“Right,” you replied skeptically. Your room was up ahead but he stopped before that.

He pushed the door open and you realized it was his bedroom, the same one you’d seen Topper moving his suitcase out of earlier in the day. “Hotel Cameron,” he joked as you walked in passed him.

“I thought the whole house was hotel Cameron.”  

“You’re mistaken.” Rafe replied.

“Well, what does Hotel Cameron have to offer then?” You asked, walking further into the room and taking a seat on the end of the chaise near the window, “besides beer?”

“A great view.”  

“Kinda dark out.” You said, glancing over your shoulder, out the window.

“Wrong view.”

You laughed even though anyone else saying it would’ve instantly made you cringe and Rafe smiled at his joke, this insanely dorky grin on his face as if he wasn’t nearly as confident as he acted. He shut the door and came further into the room having waited until he was sure that you were comfortable.

“Okay, so view, beer...anything else?” You asked.

“Great company...and possibly breakfast in bed.” He offered.  

“Are you cooking the breakfast?”  

“Definitely not.” He laughed, taking a seat on his bed, stretching out on top of the comforter.

“I was just checking, I wasn’t sure how many compliments you were gonna pay yourself before we got through this.” You teased.  

“Only a few more.”  

“Well I’m already here so I might as well stay.” You replied, you moved further up to sit with your back to the window, relaxed against the armrest as you watched Rafe lounging in bed.  

“So, your boyfriend bummed you skipped out on vacation?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend...” you said, trying to decide what he was getting at, “were you listening to my facetime earlier?”

“I may’ve overheard.”

“Overheard?” You laughed, “can’t believe you were creeping on me.”  

“I wasn’t ‘creeping’ on you.”  

You hummed, biting back a smile, “well I’m single so-” you shrugged.

“Good to know.”

-

Even though he’d offered breakfast in bed, and you could imagine how incredible that whole situation would be, you snuck out before the sun was up, heading back to your bedroom. You managed to find a pen and paper in the drawer of the desk in his room, leaving him a note that promised a raincheck on breakfast before slipping out.

When you woke up the second time it was in your own bed, in your room, and you were disoriented for a second as you tried to remember the night before. Everyone else, Rafe excluded, seemed to already be awake when you made it out to the kitchen. Sarah and Topper were sitting at the island eating while Wheezie was engaged in a pretty heated argument with Ward.  

“What’s the matter with them?” You asked, spooning some fruit into a bowl and sitting down next to Topper.  

“Wheezie wants to go to some aquarium at the resort,” Topper replied, “Sarah and I are going to the beach and Rose is going shopping.”

“It’s the aquarium in Atlantis,” Sarah said.  

“Oh well,” the door to the outside opened and Wheezie came in, red faced as Ward walked in after her, “I’m free to go to the aquarium.”

“Seriously?” Wheezie asked, suddenly perking up.

“Yeah, I’d actually love to go to the aquarium.” You’d rather that then lounging on the beach all day. Besides, you were pretty sure if you spent any more time around Rafe you would rush into something without giving it the thought it deserved.  

“Alright, aquarium it is.” Ward agreed, “but next time you throw a tantrum like that you’ll stay here, understood?”  

“Understood.” Wheezie repeated, biting down on her lower lip. Even though you could tell she was excited for the aquarium the obvious fear of disapproval from Ward won out.  

“Thanks,” Sarah whispered, leaning passed Topper to grab a piece of toast, “I just don’t wanna get stuck babysitting.”

You wanted to say that spending time with a thirteen year old didn’t amount to babysitting by any degree but you only nodded and said, “no worries.”

“What are we talking about?” Rafe asked, announcing his presence in the kitchen. He placed a hand on the back of you're chair and leaned over you to grab a piece of pineapple off your plate.  

“Hey!” You twisted around to look up at him, gaze trailing up a bare stomach and chest to meet his eyes. This was going to be a long week, “you can get your own breakfast.”

“Do you wanna go to the aquarium with us?” Wheezie asked, sitting down on the other side of the island.

“Who’s us?” He asked, still hovering over you.  

“Sarah and I are hitting the beach,” Topper replied, excluding them from Wheezie’s trip to the aquarium.

“I told Wheezie I’d go to the aquarium with her.” You said, smacking his hand when he tried to get another piece of pineapple. “Stop it.”  

His hands fell to your shoulders, gently squeezing before he let go, walking around the counter and grabbing some of the food that had been laid out for breakfast. You tried not to watch him as he moved. “Sorry, I was only trying to cash in on my raincheck.”  

“What are you talking about?” Sarah asked, looking between you and her brother.

“Nothing,” you coughed, glaring at Rafe, who only smiled. You didn’t miss the look he shared with Topper, one the suggested Sarah’s boyfriend knew exactly what Rafe was talking about.

“So,” Wheezie piped up, “do you wanna go with us?”

“Yeah alright,” Rafe agreed. He’d promised that he wouldn’t ditch her this vacation anyway and he intended to keep at least that promise. You were making it easier on him too, he could spend more time with you and hang out with Wheezie at the same time.  

-

The marine habitat in Atlantis was arguably the largest aquarium you’d ever been to and Wheezie was thoroughly enjoying stopping in front of every display, spitting out facts about different animals. “My teacher says I’m on track to becoming a marine biologist someday.” She mentioned as you walked through a deep sea fish exhibit.  

She was like a kid in a candy store from the moment you arrived, face to the glass. You lagged a little behind her, reading the cue cards that told you all the same facts that Wheezie already knew, taking in the sight of the aquarium and enjoying behind a spectator to her and Rafe.  

“Hey,” Rafe called, looking over at you as Wheezie stopped to strike up a conversation with one of the workers there. “Stop texting your boyfriend and pay attention.”

“Stop!” You laughed when he grabbed at your phone. You tried to pull it away but failed as Rafe took the phone out of your hands, holding it above his head. “God, you’re like the tallest person ever.” You grumbled, trying to reach but failing when he extended his arm all the way. “Rafe, give me my phone back.”

“We’re supposed to be on vacation, no phones.” He joked, trying to sound like your mom when she caught you texting at dinner the night before.

“Give me. My phone. Back.” You said, punctuating your words. He dropped it into your hands. “God, I forgot you were this annoying.”

“Annoying?” He turned to look at Wheezie, staring into a display, “hey Wheez, am I annoying?”

“Right now or general?”

“Unbelievable.” Rafe muttered though he smiled at the end.  

The tour resumed, your phone tucked securely into your back pocket as you walked through the aquarium with Wheezie and Rafe. She stopped again at the shark tank, looking in at the two sharks they had swimming around the indoor/outdoor habitat. Just like before, she zeroed in on the nearest worker and approached them, asking a million questions as she discussed the sharks with them.  

You stood there staring at the shark swimming through the habitat, feeling both like the conversation from earlier was over and like you wanted to continue you it. “I don’t have a boyfriend, by the way.” You blurted out, internally cursing your inability to ever let things go. “Which you knew because I told you. And besides, I wouldn’t have gone back to your room if I had a boyfriend.”

“Nothing happened.” Rafe replied, smirk working it’s way onto his face, “did you want something to happen?”  

���That’s not what I meant.” You huffed, crossing your arms under you chest and looking away from him.  

“I mean, there is a vacancy-”

“Shut up!” You knocked your hip against his.  

“Hey, I’m just laying it all out there. I mean, we’re only here for a week, might as well skip the small talk.” He shrugged.

“So I’ll...sleep with you?”

“You suggested it, not me.” He replied.  

“That’s not what I meant.” You insisted though you had definitely been thinking about it since the car ride to the Nassau house. Wheezie called the two of you over, finished looking at the sharks and ready to move on. “Besides, I’m not as tragically hideous as I was at thirteen but I’m also not as gullible.”  

“You were not tragically hideous.” Rafe laughed, following you as the two of you caught up with Wheezie.

“It was a pretty rough year, I had a golf ball sized bruise from a skateboarding accident.” You replied, “and that was just temporary...the rest of it was...”

“You were cute.”

“What?” You couldn’t hide the disbelief, even if you wanted to.  

“I thought you were cute.” Rafe repeated. “I’d use some different adjectives now but...you definitely weren’t hideous.” He said, walking ahead of you to meet up with Wheezie and leaving you standing there shocked.  

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[country-club]

Games #2

*Gif not mine* Warning: drinking Words: 1.335

> Rafe’s sister seems nice, so do her friends

#1

You spent the day unpacking boxes and making your room feel home-y. Listening to happy songs. You couldn’t get Rafe off your mind. Unsure if he was the kind of person you should be hanging around with. You worried for the poor guy he’d fought. Though he’d gotten a good jab at Rafe as well. Maybe you should check on him? Your thoughts get disrupted by your sister yelling you need to get downstairs. And so, you did. Whilst walking down the stairs you heard unfamiliar voices coming from outside. Undoing your hair from the messy bun-situation it was in, you walk outside. You are greeted by your stepdad and Allison, sitting on the lounge-set with Rafe, two girls and people who look like his parents.

“There you are, y/n.” Your mom walks past you with drinks in her hand. “These are the Camerons, they live down the street. Go introduce yourself, dear.” You shook hands and introduced yourself. The man’s name is Ward and the woman’s Rose. The oldest girl is called Sarah and her sister Wheezie.

“And you remember Rafe, right, y/n? He helped us out yesterday.” Like you needed a reminder. You nodded and shook Rafe’s hand anyway. He grinned at you as you sat opposite of him. You got to talk to Sarah for a while. She is your age and she seems really nice. The two of you got along well. As did your sister and Wheezie. Your parents were talking to their parents, Rafe sitting among them. Rafe looked your way and you made eye-contact. He looked tired. You decided to drag him out of there, excusing yourself to Sarah.

“Hey Rafe, could you maybe help me out putting that boxing bag up?” He looked up at you, he looked a bit confused. He looked at his dad and got up.

“Yeah, sure.” The two of you walked over to your garage and you sat down on workbench. Rafe punched the bag, already hanging. “Doesn’t look like you need much help.” You laughed.

“You looked like you needed a break from work-talk.” Rafe nods. “Your sister is nice.”

“She can be a bit much sometimes.” The mood was a mix between awkwardness and tension. You look down and start moving your legs around. Rafe leans against the doorframe. Your eyes made their way to the tall boy’s face. The cut on his check was looking fine. You couldn’t help but be curious.

“Did you get into trouble?” You asked.

“Told dad I stayed at Topper’s last night. It’s not like he really cares anyways.” You couldn’t help but feel a bit sad for him. You let your mom know where you were almost always, especially if you were going to stay the night somewhere else. Not like you were such a good girl, but you just didn’t want her to worry. Rafe doesn’t seem to care about that. “Let’s keep last night between us okay?” Rafe asked out of the blue. You agreed. You didn’t want your parents to know you let a guy sleep over. Even though he hadn’t even entered your room and probably doesn’t remember what the hallway looks like. It would also be nice if the kids your age didn’t know. Don’t want anyone thinking you’re hooked on the first guy you meet.

Rafe started pacing up and down around the garage, your eyes following him. You hopped off the workbench and reached for his arm. “Hey,” He was warm to your cold touch. Rafe stopped walking and looked you in the eyes. A second in silence felt like an hour. “We should head back.” He said. It felt like he wanted to say something but didn’t. Again, you agreed with him. You let go of his arm and headed outside. Rafe looks like the kind of guy who’s got a lot going on in his head but never has the words to express them.

“Could you maybe show me around the island?” Rafe stopped walking and looked over his shoulder to you.

“I guess I owe you that much.”

“Must’ve been a heavy bag. Is your back alright, big brother?” Sarah joked when you got back to your parents and the guests. Rafe waved it off and sat down next to his dad. You locked eyes once more, before he joined your parents’ conversation and you chatted up to Sarah again.

That evening you had agreed to hang out with Sarah. The two of you went over to ‘The Cut’, as she called it. The two of you covered some basics; boyfriends, girlfriends, schools, your opinion on environmental issues. You know, girl stuff. You walked up to a house next to the water and were greeted by four figures. It was already getting dark outside but you could make up the bodies from last night. Kiara and John B you recognized first. JJ and Pope were right behind them. They greeted you.

“I brought the newest Kook, but she’s cool. I hope you guys don’t mind.” Sarah introduced you. “This is y/n.” She looked at you and started introducing her friends as ‘Pogues’.

“We’ve already met Sarah. Nice to see you again, y/n.” Kiara said and gave you a warm welcome hug.

“Yeah, you were gone on time last night, where’d you go?” John B asked. You were handed a beer by the blonde boy and sat down with them.

“People started puking and I can’t handle barf all that well.” You explained.

“I hear you girl.” Sarah supports you.

You talk for a while, sipping on your beer. Sarah had landed on John B’s lap and Pope looked like he was trying to hit on Kiara. JJ sat down next to you and handed you another beer. “One shot for every time one of them smiles when the other says something, two if they also put their hair behind their ear.” He said.

“A shot of beer?” you questioned. “Not much of a drinking game is it.”

JJ sighed. “Didn’t have anything stronger with me.” Sarah was the first to smile at John B. One sip. JJ kept adding some rules, some of which you would overrule since you planned on going home tonight.

“Are you trying to get me drunk, sir?���

“No, ma’am.” JJ said, giving you a cheeky smile. JJ is a fun time. You didn’t talk much but you laughed and drank with him, which is good enough for now. The boy looked down at his drink and started peeling of the wrapper.

“Sexually frustrated?” You asked him. He looked at you a little confused.

“What does peeling labels of my beer have to do with being sexually frustrated?”

“It’s just a thing, you know. Like the person someone is looking at while telling a joke is the one they most try to impress.” JJ nods.

“Makes sense, what else you got?” You looked down at your feet.

“I read that white socks mean your sex life’s boring and black socks mean you got a wild and rough one.” JJ looked down at his feet, only wearing slippers.

“Guess I should start wearing socks then.” He joked.

You were wearing All Stars with grey socks. “I’m pretty neutral.” The two of you laughed.

“Hey, y/n, should we head back?” Sarah asked, getting up. You got up as well. Saying goodbye to the Pogues and giving them a hug. Kiara wrapped her arms around your neck, telling you how nice it was to see you again. John B gave you a quick hug, as did Pope. JJ wrapped his arms around your middle and leaned his head forward into your neck for a second. “You should come hang out with us more often.” The other Pogues agreed and Sarah and you left.

Once you were at Sarah’s place, you hugged her and thanked her for bringing you with her. “It has been an honor.” She smiled. Her house was insanely big, with a beautiful garden surrounding it. “Goodnight, y/n.”

“Goodnight Sarah.”

#3