This Man Constantly Feeding Us 😩

Masterlist

Eli 'Hawk' Moskowitz

A Chance

Teen Pregnancy

Final Strike

Robby Keene

Another Side To You

Misunderstood?

Johnny Lawrence

One In A Billion

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Warnings: None

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A= Attractive: What does Hawk find attractive about you?

Your eyes, the first time you guys met your eyes are definitely one of the things that brings him closer to you, and your personality.

B= Baby: What nicknames does he use for you?

Always princess, sometimes baby, and Y/n/n but mostly princess.

C= Cuddles: What cuddle position does he like most?

He loves to be the big spoon, it makes him feel like he’s protecting you. Plus he just likes feeling like the man in the relationship.

D= Day: What do you both do during the day?

Mostly sparing at the dojo, or eating victory nachos together and enjoying each others presents.

E= Equal: Are you both fair in the relationship?

Sometimes, Hawk likes to be more dominant in the relationship but he’s never unfair to the point a fight could break out.

F= Fighting: Do you guys fight?

Surprisingly, you guys don’t fight like at all. There’s still apart of Eli inside of him, and he would never risk losing you.

G= Gratitude: How great full is Hawk?

Sometimes Hawk can take things for granted but you always manage to make him see the pros and cons in situations.

H= Honest: Does Hawk keep secrets from you?

Nope, not at all. His motto is happy girl, happy life and he isn’t to good at keeping secrets as well as you’d think anyways.

I= Intimacy: How intimate is Hawk?

He is so intimate and not just in public, he always makes sure to make you feel happy and pleased.

J= Jealousy: How jealous can Hawk get?

Hawk can get very jealous, he can sometimes get overprotected but not toxic overprotective.

K= Kissing: Is Hawk a good kisser? What are they like?

He is a great kisser, he’s supper passionate with the kisses. Hawk always makes the kiss super pleasurable for you both.

L= Love: How in love is Hawk?

Hawk is really in love, he dedicates his heart in yours and protects it with his life.

M= Marriage: Does Hawk want to get married?

Yes, eventually hawk would like for you two to get married. It’s part of his dreams in the future.

N= Nice: How nice is Hawk in the relationship?

Hawk is super nice, he always plays fair and does anything you want him to do... this boy is love struck.

O= On cloud nine: What is Hawk like when in love?

He is very clingy and touch starved, he always wants to be close to you. Hawk is gentle and very caring.

P= PDA: How is Hawk with PDA?

PDA with hawk is as you would think, always touching, kisses in the middle of the hallway, waist holding, hand holding, you name it.

Q= Quirk: Random ability Hawk has that helps the relationship?

  His ability to always keep that same passion and love in the relationship always switching things up and keeping it exciting.

R= Romance: How romantic is Hawk?

He doesn’t really know much since technically you’re his first everything, but he gets a few tips off line and does pretty good.

S= Style: What's the style in the relationship?

Clothes wise Hawk is comfortable, but slightly edgy with a tad bit of spice at times.

T= Thrill: Does Hawk like to take risks?

  Yes Hawk loves taking risks and trying new things that you’re both comfortable with of course.

U= Understanding: How understanding is Hawk?

He’s not a pro, but with time he gets more understanding and allows himself to trust more with you.

V= Value: How important is the relationship to Hawk?

  It’s very important to him, he doesn’t take it for granted that’s one thing he doesn’t take for granted.

W= Wild Card: What does he love most about you?

Like I said your eyes, he loves the emotion and love they hold for him.

X= Xoxo: How affectionate is Hawk behind closed doors?

  He is super affectionate and cuddly towards you even more behind closed doors.

Y= Yearning: How well does Hawk cope with you being sad?

Not well, he sees you cry and he starts crying surprisingly.

Z= Zeal: Is Hawk willing to go to extreme lengths for the relationship?

  Yes, he is willing to jump off of anything just to save the relationship.

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This was requested!!!

western nights // mean!S2!barry x kook!reader x s2!rafe

summary ; /

warnings ; mentions and using of drugs. kinda violence. barry doesn't give a shit about pogue/kook thing. threesome(mxmxf/switch). smut without real plot. shotgunning (smoking). choking. double p in v. boys kissing (if you see that challengers reference, no you don't.), oral (f&m receiving.). scars mentions. threats.(3k words.). be careful with the warnings.

author's note : i want rafe and barry back as a chaotic duo for S4 part 2, please. it's a threat, not a request. im watching you obx screenwriters.

“someone you know very well owes me money.”

you looked up from your line of cocaine in a loud snort, before sitting comfortably on the bed while rubbing your nose to clean it quickly.

"and how does that concern me barry? you have your business, i have mine. and by the way, are you stalking my clients because you're losing yours ? ”

“ you’re such a fucking ungrateful princess. let me remind you that it’s because of me that you even have a business in the first place. you were nobody before i helped you, it doesn’t matter how much of a kook you are in this business.”

"wow.. someone’s got an attitude. it's not my fault your boy chose me over you.”

"yeah, he’s gonna regret that when you fuck him over."

“and why would i do that?”

he approached you, a big blunt falling out of his lips, before leaning toward you, made you feel quietly small. a short breath escaped your throat while you shivered. a smile with a wicked expression on his eyes showed on his face. “ still afraid of me. why ? it’s been a long time since i’ve had to put you in your place. you still got that scar? ” with a sick, softened voice, he added just over your lips. “that expensive makeup covers it up real good.”

“ what do you want, barry ? ”

in the intimacy of silence between the two of you, he pressed a thumb in the corner of your lips, letting his finger open it a little wider, before pulling out and blowing smoke directly into your mouth, letting your tongue disappear on the shot.

you scoffed, before your throat had swallowed the smoke. “ i want my money. and you're gonna do what i ask you. ”

“ and if i don’t ? ”

“ you don’t have much of a choice actually.”

barry placed himself above you, more threatening than when he welcomed you into his home. you placed a hand on his chest before responding calmly. “ don't be mad at me. it's your own fault you decided to trust him. why are you giving him free shit? you know he can afford it. and don’t give any of that ‘he said he’ll bring the money next time’ bullshit, when has rafe cameron ever been trustworthy?”

“ y/n. don’t start shit you can’t finish. ” he warned.

"what do you want me to do? you have a gun, and no reputation to preserve, if you want to shoot him, he's all yours. don't involve me in this. i'm having a good relationship with my client, do not mess it up. "

“do you think it’s that easy, princess?” he laughed nervously. "obviously. you really think I can get away with taking out Rafe Cameron?”

"i just think if you really wanted to, you would. Since when does Rafe scare you anyway? "

"i had a little disagreement with ward. it’ll just be easier if you handle it."

“what do i gain from all this?”

“It’s your choice. But we’ll talk about it when we’re out of this situation.”

you sighed. the next day, you invited rafe cameron to your house. like every time you called him, he came back.

“ so, where’s the coke ? ” he asked. “ tell me you have something for me. ”

"obviously I do, I'm a dealer, what did you expect ? But do I have any for you ? that's another question. ” you frowned. your gaze was on his beaten puppy face, his eyes were glinting, completely desperate, and his voice was almost pleading and nervous. “ i think i’ve been too nice to you, rafe. maybe i should be mean for once. look at this scar you have, should i give you another one? because that’s what’s gonna happen if you don’t behave. ”

“I’m begging you, please. i'm gonna pay you back.”

"begging already? wow. tell me why i should believe you’re pay me back?”

“ just trust me. you know i have money, i just have to get it.”

“ i have no reason to trust you. “ you shook your head with a tsk tsk that meant you didn’t believe him. he was a pathological liar, it was in his nature to save his ass with lies.

you laughed in frustration, making him raise an eyebrow. "you’re gonna pay me back, huh? I’m not even the only person you owe money to. is this about what we did last time?”

“If i can recall, you were enjoying yourself just fine.” he cut in.

"rafe. you have nothing to offer me. to tell you the truth, if I really needed money, there are ways I can get it. So whatever is going on here, it’s not fair because you’re getting something out of it and I’m not.”

"I told you, I’m gonna pay you back, just please, give it to me. I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”

"We’re going to try this another way. I’ll see you tomorrow and if you have the money you owe us then you’re good. And I’ll take care of you again.”

you kicked him out of your house. the next day, he showed up in your room as you were coming out of your shower. you planned to procrastinate all day before he stormed off like crazy.

"What are you doing? You think you can show up here like this?”

“I have your fucking money. now, i want my coke. i did what you wanted me to do ! ”

you smiled, while giving a pat on his curtain bangs. “ good job, pretty boy. ”

“where’s the coke? give it to me. ”

“i don’t have any.” you replied.

rafe laughed, a nervous and uncomfortable laugh. he took a few steps towards you, pushing you against the wall.

“rafe?”

“where’s the fucking coke? ”

“dude, are you high?” you asked, suddenly unwell by the rising tension you can't feel through the air. “ i just tol...”

he was mad, more than that, frustrated. the way you played with his feelings, you were making him go around in circles. and his hands began to irritate him, to make him wickedly agitated. which meant that he was gradually losing control because you were showing that it was you who had the power. he was just asking for drugs, only a little. it was such a small ask in his eyes, just a fucking line how you gave him some every time he came. like a child's whim, you couldn't take away from him what you had always given him. from his point of view, it was not okay.

and the thing was, you were doing it just now. he felt a horrible chaos inside him which made him spiral. his hands fell terribly on your throat, fingers wrapping in tight around you like a collar.

"i just asked you a question. and you better hope your answer is what i want to hear, because if it’s not this isn’t gonna be fun for you.” he whispered, his lips softly ghosting over yours.

“you’re scaring me….rafe ”

“ good, maybe now you’ll show me some fucking respect.”

he grabbed you by the throat, forcing you to bend your knees so that you were at his feet. you coughed, and he responded with a smirk.

“i don’t have your fucking coke. "

“but you know what, that’s not fair. i held up my end of the deal, o got your money and you don’t have my coke.”

he slipped each of the bills against your tongue down to the exact amount he owed you, forcing your mouth to stay open.

"not having so much fun now, huh?”

“ what a great surprise, my two favorite people in the same place. " had commented a voice behind the kook.

it was barry. you and rafe both shivered. at the same time.

“what the hell is this ?” rafe replied.

“relax country club, i didn’t come to give you a hard time. ”

“so why are you here ?” Rafe replied.

you spat the money back into your mouth and barry came closer to you.

“what the hell are you doing here?” you replied.

"so you're stealing my clients, you're taking my money and what more, you're lying to me?" barry had wisely articulated.

“wait, what do you mean?”

“shut up, rafe.”

“barry, it’s not what you think.”

"that's exactly what i believe. but you know what I believe even more? is that you need to be taught a fucking lesson.yeah, spoiled, rich girls like you need to learn that they can't play with everyone. come on, country club. ”

“barry.” you started. " listen..."

"I would love to listen to you, princess but I'm going to have a hard time doing once i fill that pretty mouth with my cock."

“what?” you retorted.

" oh you know, i'm in a grear mood. you seem to really enjoy playing with people around you. guess today, it's just my turn to play. i'm also thinking we should invite rafe to this game. would be fair actually. will princess be able to say sorry after being her nasty mouth being fucked to death ? ” replied barry by pulling you by the side of your face, hair caged in his grip, making you gasp.

“ pretty sure, bitch like her can. ”

" you're too high to even know where you put your dick. ” you said.

“ very funny. ”he laughed in a sarcastic way, before pulling his pants down, his cock slapping against his stomach, following his movement by plunging it straight into your mouth, one hand with rings covering your throat, pressed tightly his fingers against the back of your neck. “still funny?” he continued as he pushed himself even deeper, feeling his dick deep down in the inside of your pleasing mouth widening around him. “ can't even answer now. ”

Barry smiled before undressing his pants, guiding your hand to his own cock. you quickly got the hang of it, starting to masturbate him, your free hand circled around his full length stroking back and forth, all the while having rafe’s thick length, lodged hard in your throat.

your fist was wrapped around barry’s cock, fingers tightening and sliding around his girth quickly while rafe was buried completely inside your mouth, fucking you faster on the tongue. you already started to get soaked on the inside of your thighs, the wet forming a damp spot on the fabric of your underwear.

both boys stood in front of you, above your kneeling position while you were at their commands. barry invited himself into your mouth, his cock next to rafe's hitting your dripping, sloppy tongue. their two dicks were working your throat at the same time, same pace as your muscle rolled over the two shafts that stretched you open. you could feel the weight of their lengths filling your stuffed mouth. your face was weeping with spit and saliva.

you grabbed their cocks with your free hands, sucking with your mouth and pumping with your fingers, their grunts hovering in the room.

your mouth was completely blocked by the growing size of their dick. rafe smeared all the drool from your mouth on your face, before spitting on your tongue, followed by barry. you touched them both while continuing to deepthroat the two boys. you let your tongue run on the veiny flesh of their dick, trailing your wet muscle around their veins, followed by balls lapping. your received both of their cocks so well like you were always made for this. you coughed several times, letting a trickle of saliva slip from your jaw. they both pulled out, before slapping their cocks on your drooling cheeks. your face was pressed with tears, running down your skin to the floor.

“don’t be lazy, open your legs. ” ordered rafe.

you had spread your thighs, leaving them with a full view of your glistening pussy. “ but look at you, already so wet, soaking like a mess when neither rafe or me already touched you. ” barry mocked.

rafe pushed your glossy lips apart with two fingers making you suck on them, stuffing you full in the mouth to the throat and barry found a place between your legs, and trailed his tongue against your folds filled with wetness that poured over his face.

he traced your clit, before eating out your hole that was pulsing against his messy mouth, the way his tongue licked your slit, slurping in and out, before circling your beating clit. his lips were wrapped around you, dirty lapping your cunt as rafe taking his thick fingers deeper in your throat to the point you choked on them. he cleaned them with his own mouth, before diving his thumb in your lips. the corner of your mouth were foaming as he roughly brushed his digits inside your cavity, two fingers fucking your tongue and throat, as barry widly sucking your cunt. your taste were flowing and he keeping it before kissing you slowly, let in drip back in your mouth.

“ do not swallow it. i bet country club wants a taste of you…” he commented, through the kiss.

without swallowing, you kissed rafe, moving your lips against his and released your tongue over his own. you were over the moon, both of them kissing you, tongue mixed with streams of saliva, and nasty spits.

you placed your hand through your slit, before pushing your fingers against rafe's mouth, forcing him to open wider while you do the same with your other hand with barry's mouth, feeding the two boys with your juice flowing around their hanged jaw. you rushed your digits further in their throat, as they gasped around them. you were so turned on, the way they were literally drooling like dogs over your hands was making you feel insane.

you slowly pulled out your hands as their faces got closer to each other, while watching them kissing through your dirty fingers. you watched them with a twisted smile, as rafe hand reached the throat of barry, his thumb running over his cheek. your gaze was focused on them, and your ears filled with the wet and horny sound of them licking each other. that was hot, and you hated how hot it was. “ are you gonna fuck or should i do it all the work myself ? ”

“ want to be fucked so bad ? ” cutted rafe.

“ is my legs open enough for you, rafe ? ” you said, teasing him flirty.

“ she's really asking for it. ” answered barry.

“ which one's gonna fuck me first ? ”

they both laughed at you as you said something very funny. you raised an eyebrow.

“ you're gonna take us.”

“ it's not gonna fit. ”

“ it's gonna fit. because that pussy is tired of being tight. ”

when they started fucking you it made the heat rise inside you. your whole body was horribly hot, their two cocks were both pressed and stuck in the same hole. you gripped the sheets with your fist, while they stretched your weeping pussy over and over, shoving every inch of their cocks into your soaking pussy. your head was spinning as you lost yourself completely, your flesh smushed onto the mattress. both wrecked your canal, and hitting every one of your spots. you felt strange spasms, a mixture of pleasure and pain as you trembl d and moaned under their thrusts.

“ don't fucking cry, you're the one who wanted those cocks inside you. was too mean to do what your pussy begged for ? too late. neither rafe nor i are going to stop. ” shouted barry while ramming his hips against you in a brutal stroke, making you whine harder.

“ pl-please…”

“ the only thing you need to “ please please ” is for us to fuck you even harder. ” continued the curtain bangs one with a sick smile around his lips.

rafe shutted you cries with a rough snap of his hips, his firm body slammed into yours, while barry next to him, pounded you in the same raw way. his hair was messy as yours, unbrushed and bouncing against his shoulders, as the air became more hotter. you were crying and panting for breath like a crybaby, tits swaying while your vision was getting blurred.

the kook one grabbed your face, hollowing your cheeks with his fingers, before spitting in your open mouth, watching his globe of saliva dripping from your glossy lips. inspired, barry spat on rafe's mouth, forbid him to swallow with his hand brushed on his partner jaw before letting the spit drooling over your mouth.

the pace sped up, as your pussy squeezed them like a vice, the room filled with the wet smacking sounds of your core getting speared roughly. they were fucking you deeply, your cunt dripping around them as they thrusted into you back and forth, all spots getting touch.

next position, you were bouncing on rafe's dick, big hand tugged on your hips, your ass jiggling against and slamming into his large spreaded thighs, as barry letting you suck on his dick. you were giddy, feeling overheated, messing everywhere on both of them. they were working on each part of your body, the overstimulation draining you.

“ suck it well, pretty thing.” he grabbed your jaw, his glare locked into your teary eyes. “ don't forget that you have still another free hole. and trust me, you don't want two cocks in. ”

your mouth found barry's cock, tongue out and wrapped around his crazy shaft, as you slowly pushed your muscle above his tip. you were now used to it, and sucked it directly to the throat, you spitting on it before licking to feel the size hitting the deep of your neck. you were like a dizzy free-use doll that were fucked to heaven.

you placed the dick of barry between your swayed tits that was unstoppable because of rafe's hard strokes on your sloppy cunt. your cunt that was actually filled by his large cock. before starting to pump the dealer with your boobs, you caged the painful boner in the middle of your breasts, and pressed them to the bulging girth before moving up and down quickly. when you heard his raspy grunts near your ears, his mouth and breath brushed your sensitive skin, you accelerated the pace, leaving him growling speechless.

few minutes later, he came around your neck, painting your flesh with white loads. rafe released his cum in you five minutes after, while kissing you, swallowing every breath of yours.

you fell on your back, completely exhausted. “ you guys…are crazy…”

“ just the beginning. ”

WAKING UP TO YOU ₍₁₎

au!rafe cameron x reader

— in which you wake up in a strange alternate reality that just so happens to be the outer banks universe, and to your disbelief, you’re suddenly in a relationship with the shows most unlikely character, rafe cameron.

warnings: safe, mention of drugs, like one f word

authors note: i need to stop making new series when i havent even finished my last 😭 i get so bored when i near the end of a series LMAO im so sorry. guaranteed this is about to be my next potential series if people like it !!

next

you wake up with a start, disoriented, the remnants of sleep clinging to you like a heavy fog.

the first thing you notice is the warmth of the sun pouring through the windows, casting golden stripes across the room. you blink slowly, your surroundings coming into focus, and that's when the confusion sets in. this isn’t your apartment.

it’s . . . tannyhill. the camerons’ house. the place you’ve only ever seen on screen, the walls adorned with the unmistakable coastal vibe of the outer banks.

you push yourself up on your elbows, heart racing as you try to piece together what happened. just last night, you were in your own bed, scrolling through your phone, drifting off to sleep amidst the noise of the city. how did you end up here, in this bed, in this house?

your mind races, trying to catch up with your senses.

the sheets feel soft against your skin, and you notice the faint scent of salt and something warm, familiar, clinging to the pillow next to you. it feels like a dream, and the longer you sit there, the more bizarre it all seems.

no.

your heart starts to pound. this is wrong. you were in your apartment last night, you were sure of it. how could you be here now? how could any of this be happening?

you take in the opulence of the room. it's exactly like the show, down to the little details you never thought you'd see in person. the bed feels massive, the room impossibly large.

the panic begins to rise in your chest, your breaths becoming shallow as your mind races to make sense of it all.

and then, from the corner of your eye, you see movement. the door to the balcony swings open, and your blood turns to ice.

rafe?

he steps inside as casually as if he’s done this a hundred times before. and he probably has—because in this world, it looks like waking up next to you is normal for him. but for you? this is waking up next to a stranger, someone you’ve only seen on a screen, a character, an actor.

and yet, here he is, in the flesh, shirtless with his t-shirt dangling loosely in his hand like he’s about to put it on.

you freeze, eyes locking onto his bare chest, the sight almost too surreal to process. his body is toned, like you’ve seen a few times in his films, but now he's standing here, so nonchalant, as if this is all part of your routine together.

your breath catches, panic bubbling up inside as your mind screams at you to make sense of it. but no sense can be made. he’s real. he’s right there.

he catches your gaze and pauses for a beat, his expression calm, almost indifferent, as he pulls the shirt over his head. there’s no shock in his eyes, no alarm at your presence. instead, there’s a faint, almost ghostly hint of a smile on his lips, like he’s seeing something that comforts him. like this is just another morning. another day with you.

“you were sleeping for a while,” he says, his voice low, calm, as if you’re supposed to know exactly what he’s talking about.

but you don’t. you can’t.

your heart is pounding so hard you swear he must hear it. you feel like you're glued to the spot, unable to move or speak. he words are there, tangled in your throat, but no sound escapes.

and rafe? he doesn’t even notice. he’s too busy pulling the shirt over his head, smoothing it out with one hand as he heads toward the dresser, rummaging for something—maybe his keys, maybe a wallet. your eyes follow him, wide and unblinking.

every little detail is telling you this is really happening. the weight of the sheets, the soft scent of the ocean drifting in from the open balcony, the way rafe moves so effortlessly around the space—it all feels too tangible. too vivid.

he throws a glance over his shoulder, not catching the absolute terror that must be written across your face. instead, he just adds, “you good?” like, yeah, just a weird morning. what the hell are you supposed to say?

he turns back to whatever he’s doing, seemingly satisfied with your silence, and your mind is racing.

your eyes dart around the room, looking for anything that could anchor you back to reality, something that tells you this is just a dream, that you’ll wake up in your own bed any second now. but nothing happens. you’re still here. still watching rafe cameron move around like this is just another ordinary day.

and then he looks at you again, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if he’s starting to sense that something’s off. not that he’s alarmed—he’s just . . . curious. “one of those realistic dreams again?”

the question hits you like a freight train. the way he says it, so casual, so knowing, makes your stomach churn. it’s clear that, in this reality, the version of you he knows has had these ‘realistic dreams’ before. does he think this is just another one of those?

you know you have to respond, have to say something to keep him from getting suspicious, so, you muster the courage to mutter, “yeah . . . something like that.”

the words feel foreign on your tongue, forced, like they don’t even belong to you. your voice sounds small, uncertain, and you hope he doesn’t pick up on it. but rafe? he just nods.

“i’m heading out to take care of some business,” he tells you, vague, the way he always is when it comes to whatever shady dealings he’s involved in. his voice has that low, dry edge to it, like he’s not too concerned with explaining more than he has to.

you swallow, your mind racing. business. you’ve seen the show. you know what kind of business he’s talking about. barry, he’s a drug dealer. or his dad, ward, who’s capable of anything.

suddenly, you wonder just where you are in the timeline of this world. does it follow the plot of the show? or is this some kind of alternate version of it, where different rules apply?

your eyes stay locked on him as he steps closer, and suddenly, the air shifts. he’s walking toward you with a purpose, and something in the way he moves makes you realize what’s coming before it even happens. you’ve seen this before—rafe being possessive, intense. you know what he’s about to do. but knowing still doesn’t prepare you for it.

he leans down, his hand brushing your hair back gently as his lips press against yours in a kiss that’s too soft, too familiar for how absolutely terrified you feel. the moment his lips touch yours, your mind goes blank.

you feel it—the warmth, the pressure, the sensation of his breath mingling with yours. it’s real. it’s terrifyingly, unmistakably real.

when he pulls back, you’re frozen. your hand instinctively reaches up to touch your lips, your mind racing with the reality of it. this isn’t just a dream. dreams don’t feel this real.

rafe pauses, noticing how off you are, his eyes narrowing as he studies your expression. he tilts his head slightly, and for a second, there’s something almost tender in his gaze.

“hey . . .” his voice is low, murmuring like he’s trying to ground you. “i’ll see you later, alright?”

you can’t speak. your throat feels too tight, your brain too scrambled to form words. you just nod, barely, enough to make him think you’re okay.

he gives you one last look, a flicker of something unreadable passing across his face before he turns and walks out of the room, disappearing into the hallway.

you don’t move for what feels like minutes. the sound of his footsteps fading into the distance is the only thing grounding you as your mind whirls. you’re trapped in his world—his reality—and there’s no telling how or why. but the one thing you do know?

this is real. too real.

because if this isn’t a dream . . . then where the hell are you?

the slam of the front door echoes through the quiet house, and the sound sends a shiver down your spine. your breath hitches, the reality of everything sinking in, and you can’t help the way your hands start to tremble.

you sit up carefully, trying not to make a sound as you pull the covers off your body. your skin prickles from the cool air against your bare legs, and when you glance down, you realize you’re only in a shirt—one that definitely isn’t yours—and your undergarments. it hits you all at once: this is rafe’s shirt. his scent clings to it, the familiar mix of cologne and something inherently him.

your feet touch the cold wooden floor as you swing your legs over the side of the bed, toes curling at the sudden chill. every movement feels deliberate, cautious, like any wrong step could wake you from this strange, twisted dream—or worse, prove it’s not a dream at all.

quietly, you push yourself off the bed, heart hammering in your chest as you make your way to the door. you peek your head out, eyes scanning the hallway. it’s empty. eerily quiet. thank god. but the silence makes everything feel even more surreal.

you pull back into the room quickly, your fingers brushing your hair behind your ears, trying to still the panic rising in your chest. you need answers. you need to figure out what’s happening—and fast.

your gaze darts to the nightstand, where your phone sits charging. finally.

you grab it with shaky hands and immediately swipe it open, your fingers moving fast as you pull up your contacts list. the plan forms in your head as you scroll, desperate. maybe this is all some elaborate prank. maybe your friends are messing with you, and any second now, someone’s going to pop out and yell “gotcha!”

but as you scroll, the names that appear make your stomach drop. none of them are familiar. faces and names you’ve never seen before fill your screen—until you see his name.

rafe.

then sarah. wheezie. even ward and rose.

your breath catches in your throat as you keep scrolling. it’s his family. it’s them.

you swallow hard, continuing to scroll, fingers trembling as the names blur together until you see the ones that make your heart stop.

jj. pope. kiara. john b.

the pogues.

you stare at the names for a second, your brain short-circuiting. your thumb hovers over jj’s contact, the one name that stands out to you more than the others.

without giving yourself time to second-guess it, you hit ‘call.’ the ringing fills the silence of the room, and your pulse quickens with every passing second.

the ringing feels like it goes on forever. each tone stretching out the anticipation, the nerves, the sinking realization that someone is actually going to pick up. your heart races, and just when you consider hanging up, a click echoes through the phone line.

“y/n?”

you flinch, eyes widening, mouth falling open. it’s him. it takes a few seconds for you to even remember how to speak, your mind stalling out completely. then you somehow force out, “hey, i just wanted to see how you’re . . . doing.”

the words stumble out of your mouth in a mess, and you internally cringe at how awful it sounds. god, could you be any worse at this? you wouldn’t blame jj if he called you out for the obvious lie, the way your voice shakes just slightly with every word.

but, to your surprise, he doesn’t. instead, he sounds casual. like he’s known you for years. “yeah, i’m good. why? do you wanna come over? kie’s here.”

your mind reels. kiara’s there? you’re friends with kiara? that’s news to you, but good to know. in this world, apparently, you’re on good terms with the pogues, at least you think.

you quickly pull the phone away from your ear to glance at the time, realizing it’s probably morning. or maybe early afternoon. time doesn’t even feel real right now.

“yeah, i’ll . . . i’ll come over,” you say, trying to sound nonchalant even though nothing about this is normal. the words slip out of your mouth before you really think them through. “where is over?”

“the wreck,” jj replies, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. right. of course. “but be quick.”

your chest tightens. why do you need to be quick? fear creeps into your voice as you ask, “why?”

there’s a pause, one that feels like it stretches forever, before jj finally responds, his tone softening. “cause we miss you.”

and then, just like that, he hangs up.

you blink, staring down at the phone in your hand as if it’ll give you answers. it doesn’t. you’re left standing there, your mind racing, trying to process what just happened. they miss you?

the idea that jj misses you, that kiara’s waiting for you at the wreck, is both exciting and terrifying.

your eyes dart around the room, like maybe you’ll find some clue that explains how this is all happening, but there’s nothing. just the same four walls, rafes room, his scent lingering in the air, and the echo of jj’s voice in your head.

your mind spins as you sit on the edge of the bed. what is going on in this world?

the characters you know from the show are behaving so . . . normal, so real. there are these new relationships, bits of information that seem to imply some kind of history, things that don’t align with what you know. you’re in their world, but there are gaps—huge, gaping blanks that terrify you because you don’t know what role you’re even supposed to be playing.

you glance around the room, trying to calm yourself as you get up to grab some clothes, already dreading the ride to the wreck.

how the hell are you actually supposed to get to the fucking wreck?

a/n: let me know if u would like to be part of the tag list thru any replies, anons, dms, etc !! notifications are always on <3 this will also lowkey be a jj & rafe x reader series i fear

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Robby Keene X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings? SMUT! SMUT! Requested in first person, and jealous Robby! LANGUAGE! ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT! DIRTY TALK!

Another Side To You

FIRST PERSON

The sound of my blaring alarm runs through my room, awaking me from my beauty sleep. With a pained groan I throw the covers off of me, not yet getting out of bed.

Deciding it was most best to remove myself from my humble bed, I press stop on the annoying alarm removing myself from the warm bed that I so desperately did not want to leave.

Going to my closet I pick out some random pair of skinny jeans, and a white tank-top with a red checkered flannel.

Doing the rest of my business in the bathroom I grab my phone, before heading out the front door and to my car also before making my way to the amazing place we call school.

Less than fifteen minutes later I arrive at West Valley High. Grabbing my bag I make my way to the front entrance of the school ready to get this day over with already.

"Hey wait up Y/n!" I hear someone call from behind me.

Noticing the all to familiar voice I turning around with a smile on my face. "Robby! I missed you" I say pulling my lovely boyfriend into a warming hug.

He chuckles at my excitement before wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder "you seen me yesterday" he comments.

"Too long" I reply shortly.

"Come on we don’t want to be late for our first day back" Robby says pulling away from the loving hug but not before grabbing my hand in his.

"Fine....." I trail off with a sigh, knowing I’d give in to anything he says.

Class after class after class, the same old boring talk over and over again. Soon lunch break rolled around the corner. Oh so thankfully I get out of my seat grabbing my bag and make my way down the hallway walking to Robby’s class so we could walk together.

But I get stopped by none other that Hawk himself "hey Y/n, looking good as always" he compliments with a small smirk.

Not wanting to be rude I smile "thanks Hawk" I say short, sweet but simple.

Eli takes a step closer towards me, hovering over me. "You’re very pretty you know that right?" He hums as hearts fill his eyes.

Not knowing what to do I again smile nervously "t-thanks- but what am I supposed to say to that?" I ask nervously.

He backs up a little "whatever you want to say L/n" Eli says raising is brow.

"I don’t think she’s interested" someone says from behind Hawk.

'Thank goodness' I think as I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

Hawk turns around crossing his arms "and what would you know about that?" He edges.

"Because I’m her boyfriend and if you wouldn’t mind, we’ll be leaving now" Robby says grabbing my hand and pulling us away from the situation.

"Oh my- thank you Robby, I did not know how to re-" I start before being interrupted by Robby pushing me against an abandon wall in an old hallway.

Which I just now noticed we didn’t make a turn for the cafeteria. "I am to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to say thank you" Robby all but growls causing my eyes to widen.

I had never heard nor seen a side of Robby like this before, he was always so sweet and gentle. But do you see me complaining, pfftt no.

I automatically feel myself becoming turned on, "I-I-" I try but Robby cuts me off once again.

"After school. You know where" He states before walking off to his class.

It just now hit me that thirty minutes was up which meant lunch was over. The rest of the day went by slow, the anticipation grew quicker as minutes passed by that I knew I would be able to walk for.... give or take a few days?

I’ve never seen Robby like that so I’m guessing he’s going to stake his claim today. The bell finally rings signaling for students to get out... basically.

With a nervous sigh I wait until everyone clears out of the hallways before walking down the old hallway that never gets used for anything before turning to the door that would lead to my.... well.... difficulties shall we say.

Twisting the door handle I walk in closing the door, locking it behind me. Knowing that Robby was already in here, slowly I turn around to see a studying Robby with his arms crossed over his chest.

He slowly walks over to me, almost tauntingly "you know, I missed these times where we would make out in here or come in here to just get away from all the drama-" he stops for a moment, moving a strand of hair out of my face "-but today is a different story, today.... I’m going to fuck you-" he stops once more to push me against the door "-so hard... until you beg me to stop" Robby finishes as he grabs my thighs roughly causing me to wrap my legs around his waist subconsciously.

Moving away from the door he slams me against another wall causing me to moan, arching my back at the contact. Roughly he places his lips on mine, claiming me as his.

Bitting and nibbling at my lips, not giving them a chance to catch up with his rhythm and speed.

To into the kiss I didn’t notice my flannel was already thrown somewhere in the room.

Pulling my away from the wall, and kiss he carry’s me over to the desk and gently sits me down before placing his lips on mine once again.

Roughly gripping the top of my tank-top he rips it in half causing me to gasp into the kiss.

He pulls my bra down, exposing half of my boobs as he runs his finger tips around the little bud.

Letting out a moan I grind up onto his crotch causing him to let out a moan. I slide my hands down to his jeans before unbuckling and unzipping his jeans before pulling them down halfway.

Running my hand over his growing cock, I continue to kiss back with a firmer grip. Slowly becoming more rougher with my kissing.

Robby’s hand find there way to my jeans before unbuckling them and pulling the down lifting up my hips for faster access.

Throwing those down on the floor he removes his lips from mine before tracing the outline of my underwear gently rubbing over the covers nub.

Letting out a moan I arch my back into his chest "more" I moan aloud.

"Yeah, you want more? You want my fingers?" He asks seductively.

"Yes please" I beg.

Slowly Robby slips both his ring and middle finger all the way into my dripping core, the cold metal of his rings hitting my insides as well.

He soon speeds up the pace as his fingers reach my G-spot causing me to moan rolling my hips against his fingers.

"Come on Robby, just fuck me already" I whine out desperately.

Slowly he slides out his two fingers bringing them to his mouth sucking them clean.

"Always taste so good" he almost like growls out.

Removing his jeans and boxers he places them somewhere on the floor before stroking his length.

Moaning as he does so, spreading my legs more I moan out for him "please" I beg becoming more desperate.

"My little desperate Y/n" Robby whispers in my ear causing goosebumps to arise.

"Alright. I’ll give you what you want" he says before slamming his whole length into me.

"F*ck!" I moan aloud as my insides feel like there being.... well screwed out of place.

"Yes!" I moan louder as I pull him closer, by wrapping my legs around his waist as he grabs my hips pulling me on the edge of the desk.

Roughly, he pushed me back on the desk as his cock pounds and hits places that my fingers could never hit.

"You’re doing so g-good for me" Robby whimper out as my core tightens around him.

For support Robby grips on my half covered boobs as my body bounces on his cock and his hips snap towards mine.

Pounding into my wet core harder he hits my G-spot twice in a row causing my back to arch, head throwing back.

"I’m gonna-" I whimper out.

"Do it, cum around my cock" Robby moans out as his hips thrust against my once more causing my to cum around him, core pulsating around him causing him to moan throwing his head back as he pulls his cock out of me, cumming on my stomach.

Heavy breathing is all you can hear as Robby pulls me into a loving hug "I’m sorry if I was to rough, I just didn’t like seeing Hawk talk to you like that" he admits looking down.

"Hey Robby it’s okay, it was perfect" I say lovingly.

"I love you Y/n" He says lovingly.

"I love you Robby Keene"

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Thank you @peachymelon69 for requesting! I hope you enjoyed!

UHM YES?!?? Someone write this asap PLEASE

Do you think if a soft/sweetheart reader slapped season 1 rafe after he’s been teasing her relentlessly he’d beg her to dom him? Like hard enough for him to yelp and tear up perchance ✏️📄 *taking notes*

BABE IM GONNA MARRY YOUR BRAIN LIKE??? 💗

after countless teases from rafe, reader gets so fed up that she finally just smacks the absolute shit out of him, snapping an 'i told you to stop fucking doing that' through gritted teeth. his whole persona change at your outburst, letting a whimper slip from his mouth as he stares at you in shock, hand holding his red cheek.

after that, he finds himself yearning for you to put him in his place again, fisting his cock every night as he replays the aggression you had in your voice <3

Bruh your zed smut was sooo amazing, just wanted to ask but do you write for Wyatt too?

Omgg thank you so much!! For right now, I’m currently only writing for Milo’s characters and Cobra Kai, I’m so sorry, love! But if you have any requests or ideas for Milo’s characters or anything cobra Kai, just let me know! 💕💕

S1 RAFE FUCKING NEW TOPPER’S GF

the sound of your phone ringing was suppressed by the sound of your moans and whines as rafe tried to push his way through your tight walls, with them squeezing hard already around just his tip. your boyfriend's name had meanwhile appeared on the screen, calling insistently.

“fuckin’ sake” rafe spat out, coming all the way in with a hard movement of his hips, his fingers pressing into your reddening and soft thighs. “turn it off” he ordered, starting with a hard, messy rhythm, making his head fall back with a grunt. but you didn’t even know what he was talking about, arching your back as you only thought about getting your head fucked out by him and his heavenly ways.

your phone kept ringing, and with every little sound it made, his thrusts became harder; his frustration growing just like the bubbling feeling in your belly. with little movement of his arm, he quickly turned off the phone, before landing his hand back on your hip with a slap, making you quickly open your eyes that had been closed from too much stimulation, whimpering pathetically. “i don’t want— i don’t want fuckin’ interruptions, got it?” his voice was heavy, breathless even more as he moved to adjust his angle, which he was still unsatisfied with.

in response, you gave him a small nod, but it clearly wasn’t enough. he grabbed you by the neck, lifting your head slightly as he ran a finger over your quivering bottom lip, tugging it down even more “use your words, pretty. i want to feel you louder than you’ve ever been”

“y-yes” you breathed out, your face twisting in pleasure, and dragging your fingers down his back — leaving sinful marks all over his bare skin. he hissed slightly at the sensation, but god did he love it. as the pace increased, your moans filling the room entirely, replacing the silence, your phone started ringing again.

rafe, without your permission, took the phone without any further words, all while lifting your leg to put it on his shoulder. answering the call, the first thing topper heard was the loud moan you let out as rafe hit that sweet spot that had you completely, and the boy couldn’t help but smirk as he spoke for you. “shit— y’need somethin’, top? callin’ with such urgency, huh?” his quietness and fake innocence, mixed with the sounds of his balls slamming against you harder and harder, were deafening to your boyfriend who was on the other hand.

“rafe?” that was all topper said in a broken whisper, before being also interrupted by rafe groaning again, speaking into the microphone rapidly. “fuck, man, you may need to wait a minute— i’m makin’ your girl cum, yeah? i’ll call you later” and with that, he hung up without any useless words, not losing his speed for a second. in fact, true to his words, with his name over and over again cried out by you, you came hard around him. rafe following close behind, inside you, without a condom.

Robby Keene x Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: Smut *season 3 Robby*

Missing You

  Numb. That's all you felt as you looked up into the night sky, the feeling of being so numb you couldn't even feel the cool breeze that normally would cause you to shiver or get goosebumps, Robby got out of juvie today and even when in juvie Daniel and Johnny couldn't put their differences aside.

  You wanted to go with your dad, Daniel; but he wouldn't let you, he didn't even tell you where they were releasing him anyways. You didn't know why he didn't want you to see your own boyfriend, but you had guessed he didn't trust Robby for a simple mistake he had made.

  Your legs dangled off of the wood beneath you from where you were laying on the surface at Miyagi-do, the main place you felt a sense of comfort and security. You didn't even feel comfortable in your own home, especially without Robby to accompany you.

  Everything felt more tense, and on edge rather than a big happy family. Sam was always out, either with fighting it out with Tyler, or Miguel and if not with boys she was worried about getting back at Cobra Kai and Tory.

  Daniel your own dad was to busy with Johnny and his rival to even spend time with his family, and if it wasn't that, it was work. Amanda was always on edge, being the back bone of the company while your husband is in a karate war can be hard to keep up with.

  You unlock your phone, ending up in your photos. The first person you see is a smiling Robby, from the last time you went on a date before the fight happened. A smile finds its way onto your lips as you go through the mounds of photos which took up half your gallery with just you and him in it.

  Soon you hear light foot steps coming from the inside dojo, your senses become alert as you sit up and look towards the direction of where the noise came from.

  It seems like your heart stops for a few seconds as a tired looking Robby stands near the door frame, your phone falls to the floor as you stand up; having it been sitting in your lap as you sat up.

  "Robby..." You nearly whisper as you manage to run towards him, only a few feet away from him.

  You embrace him in a tight hug, your face nuzzles into the crook of his neck as he wraps his arms around you weakly; exhausted and probably hungry.

  "I missed you so much..." You mumble into his neck, sending chills down his spine as he was quite cold.

  A couple tears managed to fall down your cheeks, and you could tell by the way Robby was holding you that he was trying not to cry.

  "I missed you too... everyday" he mumbled into your hair as you embrace him tighter.

  You pull away from the hug just a little so you were able to take in his new looks, though you weren't able to do so as your eyes kept lingering on his lips. You hadn't kissed him in so long you almost forgot how good his lips felt against yours.

  Finally you slowly place your lips on his, there wasn't much movement. Just enjoying the little moment you both longed for, his lips were chapped and slightly cold, a little bruise rested against his bottom lip; so little you'd have to be up close to see it.

  But you could care less about that as you placed both of your hands gently on his cheeks. His cold cheeks becoming warmer against the warmth of your hands. Robby placed his hands on your cheeks, as he desperately tried to pull you much closer to his body, in need for your warmth.

  You both pulled away, slowly though. As if time had stopped between you to, you finally met eyes. His greenish blue eyes held so much pain and exhaustion as you gazed up at him, though he managed to put on a little bit of an okay for you.

  You backed up slightly, taking in his new features. His hair was now short into an average teenage boy cut look, but he manage to make it look absolutely capturing, he had a faint but still noticeable bruise on his right eye, the little cut on his bottom lip and he wore a grey shirt covered by a light black jacket that was halfway zipped, and he still managed to look absolutely handsome.

  Your hand goes back to his cheek, your thumb rubbing the bruise that was sure to be sore; softly. You step a little closer before getting on your tippy toes and pressing a gently kiss where the bruise lied, you weren't going to ask him how he got it or what happened as you could only imagine the reality.

  Robby closed his eyes as he enjoys the small gesture, the tiniest tired smile rested on his lips until you pulled away, backing up slightly so you could have a full body view of him.

His eyes slowly opened, looking back at you almost as if he knew your were stuck on words he spoke; "so uh, what'd you do while I was locked up in juvie" he said slightly sarcastically, with a little bit of anger and pain hidden behind it, though you didn't miss it.

Your head falls down as you knew where this conversation was leading "Robby I'm sorry I wasn't able to visit you, dad wouldn't let me; he even tried to take my keys just to justify it" You say sincerely, feeling guilty as the harsh tone of his voice went straight to your heart, piercing it.

"Oh right... like you couldn't have wrote me" Robby says, his glare evident in his green eyes.

"I did! But you never answered them!" You say defensively.

"Yeah well it's kinda hard to write back in between getting my face busted in" He snaps back, venom ran through his last few words as he stared you down.

Your face softens at his words, but his only stayed the same stern look as you tried to process what to say; "I... I didn't know Robby... I-" You managed to weakly speak up, until Robby interrupted you.

"Oh you wouldn't have cared even if you did know" His eyes squinted as he tilted his head to express his slight anger, that's when you felt all of your own anger bubble up at once.

"How dare you say that Robby, you know I would've cared... that's all I ever do is care about you, because I love you!" You say, taking a few steps towards him.

"How do I even know that? Huh?" He takes a step closer to you, you could feel the heat from his anger radiation off his body, and you were pretty sure he could feel your's too.

"Oh you know it Robby, you know that deep down inside I love you, but you just don't want to admit that someone actually loves you. Do you Robby?" You chuckle, trying to subside the immediate anger from his un-thought out objection.

"You know that's far from the truth" His glare only gets sharper and more evident the closer you get.

"Yeah... we'll guess what Robby" You step closer, the closest you could go without touching "I fucking. love you" You say, gritting your teeth to hold back from whatever it was you were afraid of doing.

The air around you two was strange, the closer you got; the more tension and sexual frustration you received from it. You were guessing Robby could feel it to as his glare became softer and his breathing picked up, to which he could no longer control.

He said nothing for a moment, almost contemplating what he should do. His eyes met yours once again as he pressed his lips up against yours with so much force that it almost nocked you down.

Robby's hand went to your right cheek as he backed you up against the wooden surface you were once laying at, the back of your thighs reached the edge of the wood as he rested the both of you there for a second.

His lips moved fast against yours, your own followed as the kiss was starting to become sloppy and more angry, his left hand tugged at your hair slightly until he finally decided to break the kiss and push you back so your back came in contact with the surfaced wood.

Robby stood in between your parted legs as he looked down at you, bits of his slicked back hair fallen in front of his face as he unzipped his jacket all the way before pulling it off and throwing it on the ground somewhere. He forcefully spread your legs farther to which you let out a drown out moan, eyes glazing over with lust.

You could now feel the cool breeze going under your dress as your legs were parted, Robby's hand traveled in between your inner thigh, his cold fingertips brushing against the warm skin causing you to gasp gently at the touch.

  "Robby..." You moan out, feeling your skin become overly hot with want.

  He bends down so he's hovering over you, his face only centimeters away from yours "is this what you wanted?" He whispers seductively as your legs move upwards the more he slides his hand under your dress.

  "Y-yes... pleas-se" Your words come out as pathetic whimpers, as Robby's side smile shows through; knowing he's got you completely under his control.

  "Relax Y/n, I'm only just starting..." He teases as he slips your undergarments off, throwing them on top of his jacket.

  Robby tugs you down farther so your bottom his resting more off of the edge of the surface, he trails small feather kisses all the way from your breasts and stomach to your half covered pussy.

  Slipping on his knees he pushes your dress up, the cool air hitting in between your thighs. He spreads your legs farther apart, rubbing his thumb in circles against your inner thigh as a way to tease you.

He presses a small kiss to your clit before wrapping his arms around your waist and smothering his face in between your legs. Your back arches on its on as he circles his tongue around your clit, your hand subconsciously goes to his short hair tugging slightly.

You use one elbow to lift yourself up so you could look down at him as he ate you out, his eyes narrow towards yours once you lean upwards. He smirks against your clit as your hips rut up against his mouth.

Robby teases your entrance with two fingers before slowly sliding them both in causing you to loose your balance on your elbow and fall back against the wood, his fingers rut against your g-spot constantly as your hips lower themselves and his tongue continues to circle around your clit; stimulating your movements.

You start feeling the pressure build up from his fingers hitting your g-spot and his tongue working your clit, you arch your hips into his fingers; subconsciously sliding up and down on them himself to the point where he decided to add a third finger causing you to gasp.

He pulls at your clit with his lips, sucking and nibbling very lightly. The burning of wanting to cum starts to ache into your lower abdomen as your mouth falls open and your eyes roll into the back of your head from his stimulation.

Just before your climax Robby removes all touch from your body, causing a groan of protest and annoyance to fall past your lips as you lazily rest on your elbows to look up at him as he starts unbuckling his pants.

"I'm not giving you that pleasure, at least not now" Robby says, running his tongue over his lips in delight.

He slips off his black jeans before tugging off his grey shirt and throwing it behind him, he takes his place back in between your thighs causing you to spread them wider and wrap them around his waist.

He runs his hands across your thighs whilst keeping eye contact, he uses his other hand to pull his boxers down to reveal his full hard on. Robby leans his body in so the tip of his cock rests at the entrance of your soaked and sensitive pussy.

"Is this okay?" He breaks out of dominance, his tone laced with worry as he furrows his eyebrows.

"Yes please Robby..." You're able to whisper aloud.

Without hesitance he slips his cock all the way inside you, his tip already hitting your back wall causing your eyes to roll back as a drown out moan falls behind. Robby's eyes squeeze together at your tightness, it had been three months since intercourse between you two so you were much more tight than before.

"Shit..." Robby curses as he needed a minute to adjust in fear of cumming to soon.

Slowly he started rocking his hips against yours, with so much deepness that he hit your g-spot multiple times. You started to get drowsy from all of the pleasure as you let out unnoticed moans and your eyes glazed over with lust.

"Robby..." You manage to moan out as he speed up his thrusts, his hands go to your knees as he leans more into you to accelerate his thrusts.

He pushes one of your legs closer to your stomach bending down closer to your body, hitting a whole other angle for you with such force causing your hands to scratch at his back. One hand falls against his back as you trail the other one to his hair; tugging lightly to which he moans lowly into your ear.

"Shit Robby..." You barley moan as you start to feel your stomach tighten, your heart beating vastly with the anticipation of cumming.

You clench your walls around his cock as he keeps hitting your back wall, Robby attaches himself to your neck; his lips biting and sucking at your collar bone.

He nearly snatches the top half of your dress down just to expose more skin as he starts panting and moaning, his hips starting to burn from how fast he was moving with each individual thrust into your pussy.

You're able to flip him over so you were riding him, your hair flys against your shoulders as you bounce on his cock, clenching around him to give him even more pleasure.

Robby's hands find their way to your hips as he starts thrusting upwards against your hips with each bounce you take, his head falls back up against the wood as his his cock starts twitching inside you.

Without warning you cum around his cock causing Robby to squint his eyes and slam into you one last time as he cum's inside of you, he forces your hips to stay in place as he lets out a moan as his cum starts to spill out of you.

Thank god for the pill.

You both start panting, feeling the after affects from such movements catch up to you as you lean down and place your head up against his chest, his hand wraps around your lower back as you both try to calm yourselves down.

A few moments went by and you're able to lift up and rest both of your elbows against his head, you look down at him while he looks up at you. His eyes move back and forth to yours, before you press your lips against his.

He lets the kiss last before you pull away, you slide off of him and manage to stand on your own as you pick up your underwear before sliding them back on, Robby sits up and tugs on his boxers as you grab his clothes and walk over to him.

Robby looks at you and then the clothes before taking them and slipping them on, there's a moment of silence as he does so, and you move back and forth on your feet waiting patiently until he's done.

Robby walks towards you and presses his hand against your cheek softly as your cheeks redden, "I'm sorry" He says softly, looking down.

Your hand goes to his wrist which was against your cheek, you walk closer to him "no Robby... I'm sorry, I should've visited you; with or without my dads word..." You say lifting his chin up to look at you.

"I love you..." He says as he pulls you into a hug, laying his head on yours.

"I love you too Robby..."

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