#sunburnt!rafe

[twinklelilstarkey]

Sunburnt!Rafe Masterlist

** = smut

Imagines: To be added later

Blurbs: 

[Pre!Sunburnt] Rafe kisses Y/N after he sees her hanging out with JJ.

**Rafe keeps on teasing Y/N for being too scared of getting caught.

Sarah notices a mark on Y/N’s neck, which happened to be left by her brother

**Y/N decides to kill her boredom by skinny dipping with Rafe

Rafe can’t take his eyes off Y/N at Midsummers

[twinklelilstarkey]

“we should skinny dip.” with sunburnt!rafe :)

For blurb thursday! [Sunburnt]

"I'm bored." You comment while wrapping your arms around Rafe's torso and leaning your head against his chest.

"What do you wanna do?" He asks.

You look up at him and lean your chin against his sternum, deep in thought. The house is completely empty and will stay like this until Rafe's family comes back tomorrow morning, leaving you with the Cameron Manor vacant and silent for a total of 24 hours.

Sarah doesn't really know you're here. It would be weird if she did. But what she doesn't know won't hurt her, right?

"Wanna go to the pool?" Rafe asks.

He leans down and presses a kiss onto the center of your forehead. You eye him as you think and a sigh escapes your lips.

"Too cold." You say.

Almost as timed to do so, the night breeze outside whistles against the house's large windows.

"We have a hot tub." Rafe mentions, "Which magically still works."

Can you tell that this family has been struggling with that hot tub for a bit? God, you probably don't even know half of the times they got it fixed. Why don't they buy a new one, again?

"I don't know..." You drag your words for emphasis, "What will we even do when we get to the tub?"

Good point, Rafe thought.

You look at his face as the two of you think and a large gasp leaves your mouth before a smile fills your features. Rafe looks down at you as you unwrap your arms from around him and take a step back.

"You know what we should do?"

"What?" He asks with a grin, influenced by your own smile.

"We should skinny dip."

He stares at you dumbfounded for 2 seconds and then his whole expression changes for amusement.

"My neighbors are home, though."

"So?"

"They're nosy as hell." He tells you.

You reach to hold his large hand into yours and pull him to start walking out of the kitchen with you.

"I've never done it, and I really want to." You tell him while walking backwards and keeping your eyes on him.

Rafe acts as if he's being dragged out by dragging his feet, yet you're not even pulling him at this point. He holds the side door of the house as you excitingly walk by him and jump down from the steps to the pathway. Rafe closes the door and eyes his surroundings.

For this much excitement on your part, there's no way that this will be just a 'sitting in a tub' sort of thing.

As the two of you get beside the hot tub, you start uncovering it with the help of Rafe. He turns it on and while walking from one side to another, you lean against the tub and peek inside, finding the bubbles that are forming extremely interesting.

You look over at Rafe for a second, shirt in hand, looking down in the distance, probably checking if his neighbors are still awake by the lights in the distance and you smile at him.

"Rafe, relax." You tell him, making him snap his head back to you.

"I am relaxed." He answers, feeling the corner of his lips lift at just the sight of you alone, "I'm as relaxed as one can be."

You step away from the tub, feeling the steam already start to come up and start hitting you with the breeze, and you're quick to strip off your (Rafe's) shirt.

Let it be known that all you did after lunch (when Sarah and her family left) was hang out with Rafe, literally doing a bunch of nothing. So, your outfit is a nap type of comfortable. Aka, a shirt and your underwear. Stripping for you is a few steps ahead of Rafe.

You throw the shirt over to the chair and turn back to the tub. Your arm is over your boobs for temperature purposes, but Rafe's eyes are glued to you already.

You ignore him and walk towards the tub's stairs.

By the time you get to the final step, you take off your underwear and do your best at throwing it over to the chair, failing by just a bit.

Rafe watches as you step into the warm water slowly and as your body gets involved in it when taking your seat.

You lean your head against the tub's side, watching with absolutely no shame your boyfriend snap awake from his thoughts and undress as you lay in the water comfortingly.

It doesn't take long for him to come inside, yet as soon as he's sitting down, you're on him.

You wrap your arms around his neck, and throw a leg over his lap, straddling him.

While sitting high on your knees, Rafe leans in and lays a kiss at the center of your chest, mimicking your exact energy since you left the house. You sigh unconsciously at the kisses and he trails them to the side, taking your nipple into his mouth.

Rafe's arm wraps around your hips and pulls you down to his lap. You sit over his legs and run your wet fingers through his soft dry hair as he continues to lay kisses and nipping at your skin.

You, a little paranoid after the conversation in the kitchen, look over to the neighbor's house.

The last time you were here, there was absolutely no way that he was awake, he's too old and wakes up too early for that. But it's just 9, now. The probability of him just deciding to go on a walk down the street is awfully big.

Rafe's kisses start moving up to your neck and you grip onto the hair in the back of his head, pulling his head back and making him almost let out a whine. You lay a kiss over his lips as he leans his head back onto your arm and his hands start moving up and down your tighs.

You shift over his lap, wanting to get closer to him, and you feel his dick poking at your stomach. You pull back from the kiss with a smile over your face as Rafe has a smirk over his.

You lift back up from his lap and bring your hand down. Rafe whimpers a slight bit as soon as your hand touches his hard dick and slowly wraps around it.

You pump it at least five times at a speed so slow that it almost drives Rafe insane, all while laying kisses over his jaw.

As your thumb swipes over his tip, you quickly move closer to him and line him up with your entrance.

While slowly sinking down to meet his lap again, you gasp and mewl all at the same time, feeling the familiar stretch and welcoming it with everything in you. Rafe watches you as you let your head fall back and his smirk never leaves his lips.

As your hips finally re-meet, Rafe's hands stop on your upper thighs and he leans back while watching you. You stop for a second to take a breath, deciding to give yourself a moment while mentally trying to stop yourself from squirming at how full and stretched you feel with him inside of you

You look down at Rafe watching him as he sits back relaxed and you move your hips forward, almost as if testing your own waters.

You move your hips front and back before actually starting with the up and down movements, and both of your breathings become heavy. Rafe brings his wet hand up to your side and soon palms your chest.

You start moving and all you can hear over the hot tub is your breathing. Rafe watches you as his fingers play with your nipple, pinching it and sometimes pulling at it. Your face changes as pleasure starts to easily take over every other emotion in your body.

"Fuck." Rafe whispers to himself as soon as you go down to meet his hips a little bit more forcefully, just as he tends to make you do it.

His hands go down to your hips once more, watching your boobs bounce with your movements so close to his face, he plants one kiss on each, and his hands move to grip onto your ass.

This time, he does not control or help any of your movements over him, he just sits back and accepts whatever rhythm you want to do as he gets everything by doing nothing.

He brings his hand down and reaches to get to you, his fingers play back and forth beside your clit as if to annoy you while you try and concentrate on your movements, and a small moan escapes your lips as his fingers pinch your clit between them with just enough pressure.

"Rafe," You whisper, gripping onto his shoulder, "Shit-"

Your moans are breathy as he plays with you with his fingers, making him feel how it affects as your walls squeeze around him so sweetly yet so tightly that he almost moans with you.

"Does it feel good, princess?" He asks before leaning forward, "Uhm?"

His mouth re-attaches to your nipple as you nod, licking and even nipping at it as you try to keep your movements steady with your already shaky legs.

Your hands get lost in Rafe's hair, pulling it back so you see his face as he attacks your chest with his mouth. You lean your head back as Rafe's fingers pinch your small nub again, and he smiles against your skin.

But something interrupts you.

"HELLO?!" You hear in the distance, "IS ANYBODY THERE?"

You still your movements, sinking back down onto Rafe's lap and he leans back to look at where you two assume the sound came from. The lights around you are off, but the hot tub has a light on it, making your two figures visible in the distance, but not exactly recognizable.

"I can see you over there!"

You close your eyes as the old man continues to scream over to the two of you and Rafe sighs.

"It's me, Mr. Stone!" He announces, "It's Rafe."

"Rafe?" The man repeats, "What are you doing in the water so late, son?"

"I was bored."

You give Rafe a look and he just shrugs as if saying ‘go with it’. There's a moment of silence that follows it.

"Where's your family?"

"Out on a weekend trip."

You shift a little on Rafe's lap, finding it difficult to sit still for too long as your whole body screams at you to keep going, and Rafe sends you a glare.

"And they left you here?"

"Yes, sir. Just like always.”

"Oh, alright."

You stare at the man in the distance, well, his silhouette, at least, and notice as he is just by the wall next to house’s gates in the distance.

You have met Mr. Stone a few times, and there is no way a man as old as him and with glasses as old as his, can even tell that there are two people in this tub and not just Rafe.

"I'll leave you to your relaxing then." The man says, "I won't bother you no more."

Rafe doesn't answer, but he leans his head against your chest, wrapping his arms around your torso, almost as if giving you a hug as a silent celebration.

"Have a nice night, Mr. Stone!"

"You too, boy, you too."

You smile as the man walks off not even noticing a thing you two were doing and Rafe lifts his gaze over to you.

You take your hands off his hair and lay them over his cheeks before giving him a kiss.

"We almost gave an old man quite an interesting thing to watch." You comment as you pull away from the kiss.

"I know."

His hands come back to your waist as he leans back once more and he forces your hips back up from his lap with a swift move.

You move your hands to his shoulders once more and your movements restart.

You look down at Rafe as pleasure starts bubbling in you two once more over what had been left unfinished minutes ago. Nothing you two can't finish.

I'm starting to notice how I never make them finish anything in these blurbs. Like, I do this without even noticing. Sorry if it's annoying you in any way or something, I truly don't mean to. I just tend to not want to make these blurbs full on imagines with how big they are, you know?

I promise to make a full one next time!

Thank you for requesting, btw!

[twinklelilstarkey]

Would you ever be willing to continue sunburnt and make it a longer story? It’s too good and would be the biggest serve

I wish I had the strength for that, seriously. For the sake of my mental health, I will not be going through a part 2 with Sunburnt. I’m sorry. But this story was extremely tiring to do and it honestly exhausted me every day.

I am also already working on another story which will be a series. It will be called “project” and will have 3 long parts, with at least 2 of them with the smut y’all are waiting for. So… I hope you understand how I don’t think that giving myself more baggage would be exactly healthy for my mind.

To everyone that wants to see a second part: Thank you either way for all of your such loving messages. I am sooo grateful that so many of you enjoyed Sunburnt and would like a part 2. But, for my sake, let’s just do a bunch of blurbs and imagines, no part 2 (please?).

[twinklelilstarkey]

I love your writing so much. I love how you’ve made Rafe so soft but rough around the edges at the same time. Literally in love with your writing.

I keep thinking about how Sunburn!Rafe and reader get into their first big fight because of x and they decided to take a break and reader is taking this time to see who she is as single and maybe she likes it a little too much so when they have the talk to see if they’re getting back together, she isn’t so sure so Rafe has to WORK to get her back and ugh he’d be so angsty and soft I would cry

OMG, you're about to make ME cry with both your idea and your opinion on my writing. First of all, thank you so much. Y'all are honestly just so nice to me and just keep on complimenting my writing, I just- aaaaaaah I love y'all.

(Sorry I didn't make this into an actual imagine, it's kinda late and I do not feel like I could pull this much angst off. So sorry.) Second of all, YES. I can totally see how that could happen between Sunburnt!Rafe and Y/N.

Especially right at the start of their relationship, and when they're still trying to figure things out. Y/N has spent so much time in her life single yet in the constant battle with her mind because of how she felt towards Rafe. And Rafe has never really been able to fall in love with anyone else but Y/N... So, I feel like there totally would be some problems as they discover everything about being in a serious relationship together. They also have a teasing nature to one another and I totally see how that could be too much sometimes. Big arguments happen in every relationship and the both of them would know that, but it still didn't make it any easier.

On Y/N's journey of finding out more about herself, she would still be hurting bc like I said, she has loved Rafe all her life. But Rafe, god, he would be devastated. I really feel like he would grow more attached to his sisters, at that point. Maybe by seeking comfort from them, literally like never before. Wheezie would always be there for him with wide-open arms and Sarah would as well, but she had to be there for Y/N too. It was a mess at the start, to say the least.

After the first talk, Y/N wouldn't be sure if she wanted to go back to a relationship but she did feel like Rafe would make it worth coming back for. Yet she didn't tell him that. He had literally no shame in crying in front of her during their talk and she would try her best to comfort him and tell him how he was not the problem in any of this. His walls would be completely down, at this point, and she didn't feel like she could just leave him alone. So they would for sure keep a friendship, and start hanging out from time to time.

That's when Sarah Cameron would make a little visit to her older brother's room and just say a little "I heard that she loves going to this park", "...loves this book", "...loves these flowers", "...loves this color on herself", "...loves these restaurants." and many more.

And that's literally all that Rafe needed. And he worked so hard *every time* Y/N would be okay with hanging out with him. Like, I'm talking, he would have a plan about every single hang-out. Even with how much time they would take to do each activity, all of it just to make the day perfect. He would freak out a little when there was a delay on anything too and Y/N would have to calm him down.

And, finally, after much hard work, the both of them would be in a better place. They had learned to build a friendship before considering doing a restart on their relationship again, and that made their bond just feel like the strongest ever. They would just be attached to the hip from then on.

So... at the end of a night-out together, Rafe would be dropping her off at home and as he was checking the time on his phone, waiting for her to jump out of his car, she would just grab his face and give him a huge kiss. Rafe felt like he was dreaming, but, thankfully, he wasn't. They would talk right after, make sure that the both of them would be on the same page before moving any further.

And let's just say that Rafe didn't sleep on his bed that night. Or for the rest of month, honestly. Y/N would have that man gripping onto her for the rest of the following weeks and, honestly, she was more than okay with that.

*hope this was a cute way to ramble. i really do think that I wouldn't be able to pull this imagine off. Too angsty.*

[twinklelilstarkey]

i think i need another part with sunburn rafe, like after that in the pool maybe sarah notices a mark or sth idk, too in love with that fic have read it over 3 times

Yeeeees. OMG, this took me a while to write bc I did not how to get Y/N out of this situation, I swear to God!! Thank you so much for your kind words, it means the world!

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

"No, because she hates me." Sarah says as she walks into the kitchen again, already with her just delivered groceries in hand.

"You're overreacting." You tell her while looking back down at your phone.

"No, I'm not." She says while putting down the bags up on the island's countertop, "She literally was posting about me on her stories last night."

"Sarah-"

"I swear!" She squeaks before turning to look at you with widened eyes.

"What do you mean?" You ask in the same tone but with a smile on your face, "The dress picture was a joke."

"A joke about me!"

"You were the one that copied her look for midsummers?" You tease, grabbing the last grape from your bowl and eating it.

Sarah lets out a sigh.

"Y/N, I'm serious!" She says, frustrated, "She still isn't over me choosing to wear the champagne dress, 2 years ago."

You lift your eyes back to her from your phone and give her a look.

"Didn't you two, like, have a huge argument, even more, years ago?" You ask, "Thought you hated her."

"I do."

"So, why do you care about what she thinks?"

Sarah opens her mouth to answer but then closes it, as if lost for words, making you smile at her.

She bites her lips to hold in her own smile and then she just gives you a shake of the head before continuing to grab the groceries from the bags.

"You're right..." She whispers.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you." You tease her, bringing your hand to your ear as if it would help you hear her better. "Say it again."

Sarah doesn't say anything.

"Come ooon," You drag the words, "You can do it." You encourage.

She walks closer to you, acting as if she's about to grab something from the bag that's closest to you, but as she was about to say something else to tease and make you forget that she has to admit that she was wrong, her eyes stop on your neck.

"What the hell?" She says to herself as she steps closer to you.

You lean back a little and send her a look as if she's crazy. What in the hell is she doing?

"What?" You ask her confused, yet she doesn't answer. "Sarah, what?!"

Sarah lays her eyes on you, leaning down to get a better look at the side of your neck, now just inches away from it.

And that's when it hits her.

"Did you-" She stops herself with gasp.

Sarah, being as dramatic as she is, takes a step back, standing up straight, and brings her hand to her mouth.

Her smile is still visible underneath her hand, and if her excitement wasn't noticeable enough, she starts jumping around from one foot to another.

A few jumps later, she stops, and with her eyes still widened, she stares at you intensely.

"DID YOU SLEEP WITH SOMEONE?!" She shouts with all the air in her lungs.

Your heart, at that moment, fell to your ass. This can't be happening.

You bring your hand to your neck, hiding the place where Rafe had bitten about 4 hours ago, and your eyes widen in both panic in shock.

"Oh my god, you really did!" She squeaks.

Your heart is racing, your hands feel like they're shaking as well as sweating.

You've been lying to her for weeks now, but you've had time to plan out your lies prior to meeting with her. Now? You have to get something out quick.

"Who is it?!" She uncovers her mouth and steps closer, "Is he hot?"

Oh, God. Not that.

You open your mouth, ready to create the lie as soon as it starts spilling out of your mouth, but, a sound seems to save you.

The front door.

Sarah, automatically, looks up at the door of the kitchen, ready to check who it is, and you take a breath, trying to calm down your nerves.

"Hey, uhm... Dad asked to check if the food got here." Rafe.

"Well..." Sarah says while pointing at the counter filled with the groceries' bags. "What does it look like to you?"

Rafe is a little taken back by her tone but doesn't show it, quite the contrary, he acts with the exact same attitude.

"Alright, then be a good daughter and text him back." He tells her.

"I didn't get any texts." Sarah says, knowing very well that she didn't even check her phone in this past hour.

"Oh, really?" He asks with a scoff, "So, dad made me drive all the way back home to check on it when he has a daughter that never leaves the hou-"

"Alright, I get it." She interrupts him, knowing that an argument will only make him want to talk more, "Can you leave, now?"

"No. Need my drink." He says, "Why? Am I interrupting something?"

Sarah throws her head back and lets out a small frustrated groan.

"Oh, I definitely interrupted something." He says with some humor in his tone.

As Rafe walks to the other side of the kitchen, Sarah looks back at you and gives you a look as if to tell you that you'll talk later.

She turns her back to you and looks over at her brother, who is almost leaning back against the counter just to eye his sister curiously.

"It's a girls' conversation."

"Who are you shit-talking?" He asks with a smile, teasing her, like always.

"Nobody."

He chuckles and fetches his bottle from the cabinet next to him, as well as his pre-workout powder stuff.

"Are you crushing on someone?" He continues but is met with silence, "Is someone crushing on you?"

Sarah doesn't answer again.

"Is Y/N crushing on someon-"

"Ugh, Rafe. Shut uuup." Sarah groans, "You're so..." She pauses, "infuriating, sometimes."

Rafe wears a proud smile on his face as she says that, knowing that he has just reached maximum indignation when it comes to his sister. He sends you a look as Sarah is too distracted with being annoyed, and you send him a panicked look.

And, just to make things better, he looks back at you confused, not understanding what's going on - as expected.

You stand from your chair and, right at the same time, Sarah's phone starts ringing. She's quick to grab and answer it.

"Hey, dad! I was just about to call you!"

You walk over to the sink with your empty bowl and you send Rafe another look as he shakes his bottle.

"What?" He whispers at you.

"I need help." You whisper back over the sound of the water and the liquid in his bottle.

Sarah continues to talk to her dad with her back turned towards the two of you.

"With what?"

"Finding a lie for the bite mark on my fucking neck." You spit at him, not even noticing that you had some sort of anger bubbling in you.

Truth be told, if it weren't for his bite, you wouldn't be in this situation.

You turn off the water and turn to look at him, yet check on Sarah one more time.

"Just lie." He shrugs.

God, thank you, Mr. Obvious.

"And say what?"

"That you slept with someone."

"She wants to know who."

He looks out of the window to think and you hold yourself back to encourage him physically to spit his idea out, or, in other words, smack him until he says something.

You seriously do not have this much time.

"Topper." He offers.

"Topper?!" You repeat with a shocked expression, "Rafe, what the fuck?"

"He's my best friend, he'll cover for us."

Your disgusted look should've been enough, but he just keeps on looking back at you, awaiting an answer.

"No... Literally, anyone else, for god's sake."

Rafe thinks for a bit again.

"Kelc-" He stops as he notices your change of expression. "Alright, that's a 'no' as well"

Sarah, hearing Rafe say something under her dad's voice in her ear, turns around curious and you offer her a small smile as if to dismiss her.

But, almost as if you weren't already running out of luck, she starts talking to her dad again while facing the two of you.

Rafe pops his bottle open and brings it to his lips, hiding his mouth from Sarah.

"Say you were drunk last night." He whispers at you so softly that you almost didn't hear him, "You don't remember who the guy was." He shrugs with the last part. "Sarah was out with our dad, she doesn't know that there wasn't a party."

You exhale out in relief as you turn back to the sink, acting like you still had to finish washing your already clean bowl, and, quickly, you start practicing what to say in your head.

Rafe might have really just found your way out of this.

You turn off the water again and turn around to grab the kitchen towel on the island's counter. You dry off your hands as Sarah continues to ramble to her dad about something to do with Wheezie, and Rafe seems to get his cue to leave.

He leans away from the counter and closes his bottle back up, checking on Sarah one more time as you grab your phone from the other side of the counter.

Rafe being Rafe, as he walks behind you to go over to the door, you feel his hand lay over your ass, as you were leaning forward, before giving it a harsh squeeze. You send him a glare as he walks off and you stand back straight, and he has a huge smile on his face.

Asshole.

You look back a Sarah and she's staring at her nails.

"Alright, yeah." She answers," Bye... Love you too."

She ends the call and a sigh of relief leaves her lips.

Her eyes don't take long to come back to you and with a small smile on her face, she does a little excited jump before running to your side and says:

"Now, where were we?"

Hope this was, in any way, good. I struggled so hard to know what to write. I wrote like 3 different ways of how this conversation could've gone, and didn't like any of them. So... I was left with this and I'm still not a complete fan either. Anyways! Hope you liked it.

Requests are open on Thursdays!!

[twinklelilstarkey]

“bite me” ‘if you insist’ with my favorite sunburnt rafe please

For blurb thursday!! *this is set over a few weeks after the fic*

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

"I'll be right back!" Sarah says as she runs out of the pool, "Don't miss me too much!"

You watch as she soaks the concrete floors that are around the pool and as she snatches the towel from her chair. And that's exactly when she almost slips while walking through the gate.

"I'm okay!" She screams without looking back at you.

She throws her towel over her shoulders, covering her wet body before continuing on her way through the rock pathway to the house. As she's almost getting to the side door, it opens and none other than a shirtless Rafe Cameron walks out.

You always got to appreciate the daily eye-blessing that this man can be, and he, honestly, just makes it easier by the day.

You're standing in the pool, fighting off the island's heat with the cold water that rests by your waist, and you walk up to your phone, which is on a towel right by the corner of the pool. Probably close to being overheated.

The squeaky sound of the gate is heard not too long after you start peacefully scrolling through your social media and you look over your shoulder to see Rafe walking into the fenced area with his towel in hand, still folded, and phone in the other.

"Long time no see." He says with a smile.

"Sure has been a long hour." You answer back with the same smile.

He walks closer to where you're standing in the pool and throws his stuff over to the chair closest to you.

"Starting to think you knew about the whole Sarah-coming-home-early thing all along." He teases as he walks over to the stairs of the pool.

You watch him as he walks carelessly - acting as if he's not one of the hottest men alive - and steps foot into the cold water.

He curses comically as he tries to reach where you are, yet stops to have his hands by his hips and take a breather to regain his confidence to be able to be in this ice-cold water.

"I wouldn't risk us getting caught, unlike you, mister."

"That was an accident." He says defensively, "I never meant to say 'yes' to Kelce's hang-out question and you know that."

You give him a look if you're not buying what he's saying, and that gets him enough strength to keep on walking towards you.

Knowing Rafe, you should already be swimming away because he can tackle you in minus 2 seconds underwater, but you like to seem strong.

With, now, the water resting by his hips, he gets to you and you let go of your phone, slowly getting cornered and easily accepting your faith.

"I think you're the one that wants to get us caught..." He pauses, "Because you should be acting like you hate me, yet you keep teasing me. All. Day. Long."

"As if, Cameron." You try to say and continue your teasing like the strong woman that you are, but his cold hands quickly grab onto the warm skin of your waist, making you gasp and him smile.

He steps closer and you're then suddenly leaning against the wall, his dry chest glued to your wet bikini. He still has a smile on his face, but his whole demeanor has changed.

His smile is already slowly turning into a smirk.

"Am I being too mean to you?" You tease again.

His hand rests on your shoulder slowly as he admires you for a bit, and his fingertips draw lines over your skin. You smile as he brings his hand to the side of your neck and his thumb brushes over to your jaw.

"Do you know by any chance how long we have before Sarah gets back?" He whispers.

"I think... About 5 minutes?"

Before you could think about anything else, he connects your lips and begins a kiss. You hold in your smile at the sudden action and bring your hands up to his sides, making him tense up under your palms due to how cold they are.

He pulls back from the kiss and looks down at you right away.

"Think I can make you come before she comes back?"

You let out a gasp at that and smack his chest.

"You can't say things like that! She's right in there." You point over your shoulder, whisper yelling at him.

"But we have 5 minutes until she's back, right?" He says before giving your lips a peck. "Come on, baby. Thought you liked playing it risky."

You let out a chuckle in disbelief and you look over your shoulder.

"She can literally just look out of the window."

"So...?"

You look back at him and tilted your head to the side.

"We can't do-"

"We can." He interrupts, making you smile, "But if you keep talking, we won't have time."

You think for a second and you feel both of his hands by your neck, completely taking your mind off things. You look back up at him and he lifts his eyebrows slightly as if in question.

"You're really about to refuse an offer that good from me?" He teases and you chuckle.

"Well-"

"You're a traitor, Y/N." He nods slowly at you. "Thought you loved me."

As you laugh, his hands move back to your waist, holding it securely.

"And what are you going to do about it? Bite me?" You ask him playfully.

"If you insist."

Your laughter gets muffled as soon as Rafe brings his lips back to yours and quickly, the two of you are kissing again. Lips moving in sync, tongues only touching once before it deepens enough to drag out a moan from your throat.

Rafe's hands move down from your waist so slow that you swear that you can't even feel him. While still deep into the kiss, one of his hands moves over to your stomach and slides under your bikini.

You pull him closer as he does it and he pushes you further against the wall.

His fingers slide in between your folds and he pulls away from the kiss to hear you gasp. You look at him with half-opened eyes, and Rafe starts laying kisses down your jaw over to your neck.

You cling onto his hair at the nape of his neck, as his finger starts working circles around your clit and breathe heavily by his shoulder.

Rafe speeds his movements, peppering wet and slow kisses in every inch of skin you have on the right side of your neck. An idea in his head makes his lips curve into a grin and he opens his mouth, nipping at the spot right in the middle of your neck.

You whimper at the feeling of his teeth sinking slightly into your sensitive skin and Rafe's finger moves down to your entrance.

His finger enters you without any warning and he reconnects your lips, muffling your sounds once more. Small thrusts are able to make the fire at the end of your stomach ignite and you fight to take back control of your body.

Rafe pulls back from the kiss, nipping at your lower lip quickly, and a teasing smile appears over his lips.

Just as you're about to pull him into another kiss, the side door of the house opens.

Rafe retrieves his hand from you quickly, and as you look over your shoulder, you bite down on your lip at the sudden lack of touch and Rafe's warmth as he steps back, away from you.

Over your shoulder, you see Sarah looking at the ground while playfully jumping from stone to stone with food and various water bottles in her hands.

"Sorry, it took me so long!" She says as she looks up, "Couldn't find the chips that I wanted."

She steps inside the gated area and drops most of her stuff on her chair, right beside yours.

Rafe is now standing on the whole other side of the pool, pretending to look through his phone - which he was quick enough to grab from his chair. Looking more than innocent.

Sarah walks over to the corner that you're standing in and sits over the ledge with her chips in hand.

"Hope he didn't annoy you too much." She says while cringing.

"Just the usual." You answer with a shrug.

Hope you enjoyed this, guys!

[twinklelilstarkey]

can i please request “kissing your lover when they ask you why you've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because you're jealous that they've been hanging out with [a potential love interest” with sunburnt Rafe?💛

Happy blurb thursday, y'all! *this takes place before the story* - Totally read the prompt wrong and only noticed it a day after. I don't know why I read it in the way that I did, I am a total dumbass. Hope you still like this I guess.

The way I understood it was: "Kissing your lover due to being jealous because they've been hanging out with [a potential love interest]"

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If anyone has ever started senior year, they surely reacted in a certain way when they got there. Maybe by sighing in relief due to almost getting out of the shithole they call a home/state/city, others by doing a shrug and moving on with their day, not even being close to phased with it, and then there's you.

Well, you, and all the other kids that are celebrating the same or other milestones. OBX likes to make everything a little extra, so, every time people are either almost getting out of the island (aka finishing high school), and being a year of doing so, the bonfire party is re-done and everyone goes there to celebrate.

Is it a little too much for just another year of school or moving on to college? Sure, but try and say that to people who just got told about the free drinks.

And who are you to say no to a party? Sarah's going, your other friends are going. Yeah, some people you have quite a distaste for are also going to be there, but, so what? It's not like you're going to constantly run into them.

So, your night began around 9. You got ready for the party at your friend's since Sarah was just getting back from shopping with Rose and Wheezie, and she was the one to drive you and your friend over to the place - after, of course, begging for the keys of the car to her stepmother. And everything was pretty chill.

For the first 2 hours.

You noticed while downing drinks that there was some bickering here and there between Pogues and Kooks, but you didn't pay enough attention to notice who it was. And, quite honestly, you never cared for those arguments and fights, they're petty anyways.

The world has become a little blurry, now, and everything seems a little too much fun, which can only mean that you had enough to drink.

Yet that doesn't exactly mean that it's time to go home. Oh, hell no. You're staying to enjoy this unnatural happiness until its last moment.

You've danced, you've sung, you've even played tik tak toe with a random girl in the sand by the stairs of the bonfire. You're having the best time of your life.

And now, you're taking a moment to breathe and calm down by sitting up top of the bonfire, right by the wall. And that's when you see in the corner of your eye that someone has just sat beside you.

"Oh, hi." You say out loud to the boy, a little caught off guard.

"Hey, I'm JJ."

"Y/N."

He seems nice, in your drunken mind at least.

You two shared a few words, and a few giggles (from your part), while looking down at the fire.

And someone, which you haven't noticed, has been looking at you for the past few minutes.

That person is none other than Rafe Cameron, who is also celebrating something tonight - unlike the pogue sitting beside you.

You're celebrating getting to senior year and Rafe's celebrating the end of it.

He's standing by a tree on the other side of the bonfire's wall, watching you from afar as Topper keeps on telling him about... What was it again? Something to do with Sarah.

He's not listening to a word.

Wait, shouldn't you be with Sarah?

Rafe stares, and stares. He honestly doesn't know how long he did that for, but no one seemed to notice, so, he didn't even get to snap out of it.

You surely didn't notice a thing too, and JJ... Well, he hasn't stopped looking at you.

Rafe clenches his jaw as well as the beer on his hand, all while you keep on laughing at whatever the blondie is saying. JJ has a smile on his face, yet he isn't laughing with you. You're drunker than him, for sure.

And that's exactly when Rafe sees him lift his hand up and lay it on your thigh. You're wearing a simple pair of shorts with one of Sarah's oversized shirts, the usual bonfire outfit, yet the fact that JJ is touching your leg is sending all the blood to Rafe's intoxicated head.

Without even saying a thing to his best friend, Rafe puts down his beer, steps away from Topper mid-conversation, and walks up to the two of you.

JJ is the first one to notice, but he doesn’t even move.

As Rafe stands behind you, he hits the side of your leg with his shoe to get your attention and tilted his head to the side as if to tell you to go with him somewhere else.

"What is it?" You ask, still with a drunken smile on your face.

"Need to talk to you."

"Cameron, dude, leave the gir-"

Rafe sends JJ a glare as he starts to say that, and that seems to make him stop. You look between them and shake your head a bit as if to rearrange your thoughts.

"Why?" You ask Rafe, "Why do I need to go?"

Didn't really take much convincing for Rafe to be able to make you stand up (carefully, because he doesn't want you to fall on the fire not too far down) and he even gives you his hand to help you stand.

You take it, without thinking too much of it, and give JJ a little wave before leaving with the older, and taller, boy.

Rafe pulled you deep into the trees behind the crowd and you let go of his hand as soon as you snap out of the moment. He looks annoyed, to say the least, and with just his glare alone, you know he's annoyed with you.

"What did I do?"

He stops walking and looks down at you.

"A pogue? Out of everyone, a pogue?"

You had to laugh with that one.

"I don't care about that thing about Kooks-" You hiccup, "And Pogues, Rafe."

"Well, you fucking should. And Maybank? Don't you know how his fam-"

"He's nice!" You scream, drunkenly trying to be louder than him.

"I don't give a fuck that he's nice, you can't hang out with him."

"Why not?!" That seems to annoy you further.

"Because I don't want you to, Y/N!" He screams back, "I'm trying to look out for you here! Can you listen to me for once in your life?"

You shake your head at him in annoyance.

"I don't want you to look out for me, Rafe. I'm almost 18! I'm more than capable of looking after myself."

Right as you said that, you take a step back and trip over a stick, falling right on your ass. Yeah, alcohol really isn't your best friend in moments like these. And neither is timing.

Rafe, already annoyed, looks down at you and you let out a giggle of embarrassment and he extends his hand again.

You take it and this time, as he pulls you up, you're chest to chest, glued to one another.

"You're not going to hang out with him, you hear me?" He mumbles.

"Or what?" You whisper with a bright smile, "What are you going to do to me, Cameron?"

He clenches his jaw again as you hold your chin high, proudly.

"If you're jealous, just say that." You keep on teasing. "No need to be ashamed."

Rafe looks down at you, a serious expression on his face, contrasting with your wide smile as you look up at his eyes.

He admires your face as your drunken gaze setting over him, and as his, also, drunken yet angry gaze sets on you.

Before you can even tease Rafe further, he leans down and lays his lips over yours. Due to the alcohol, you don't even get to react with any sort of shock. Your hands fly up to his shoulders to pull him closer and you deepen the kiss with absolutely no shame.

Rafe's hands grip onto your waist and he pulls you closer to him so that your hips are absolutely glued.

Your hands move up to his neck and your fingers cling onto his hair, pulling on it until Rafe groans against your lips. You smile into the kiss and reconnect your lips once more.

Bad thing you both didn't remember any of this on the next day.

Hope you liked this, peeps.

If you'd like to request anything, do it before the day is over!! ❤️❤️

[twinklelilstarkey]

Sunburnt - Rafe Cameron

Words: 20.6k+

Type: Angst, Smut

Summary: Spending a weekend at Cameron’s house and swimming in their pool doesn’t sound all that bad. Except when you hate your best friend’s brother and the both of you get sunburnt.

Warnings: Fem!Reader. Slow burn story. Non-canon ages - Rafe is just a year older than the Reader and Sarah, who are of age (!!). An age gap of one year. Arguing, insults. A lot of smacking each other. Mentions of alcohol consumption and getting drunk. Eavesdropping. SMUT (minors DNI; Oral sex - female receiving; Unprotected sex; Spanking; Biting; Risk of getting caught; Praise Kink; Orgasm denial, etc.).

This is my Wattpad, anything but that is stolen.

Hate is a big word. 

Yet you’re not scared to use it when you describe your relationship with Rafe Cameron. 

You two have known each other for years, and that feeling has never changed. Oh, well, to be fair, when you first met him, you had a crush. It is a secret you still believe you will be taking to your grave. You’re embarrassed for ever feeling that sort of way towards him, but what can you say? You two were just kids.

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The reason why you can't read it here anymore.

I'm sorry.

    The initial sunburn idea was requested by @gpiggy98​ by DM.

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