OBLIVION | RAFE CAMERON

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❨ OBLIVION      . . .      𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 1 ❩
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Rafe Cameron ━━━ CALLISTA MAYBANK
❛ He soon learnt that in this world the only person he could really count on was the girl. ❜

ACT ONE

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Cal took a seat on the bottom of Rafe's bed, the green dress she wore raising slightly. She looked towards Rafe through her lashes, waiting for the boy to do something.

"You have no idea what I want to do to you right now." Rafe mumbled as he stared at the girl, slowly slipping off his blazer, his eyes not once leaving her body.

"Then show me." Cal almost dared. She sat up slightly, causing her hair to fall perfectly in front of her face.

Rafe ran his tongue over his bottom lip, walking over to the girl. He placed the pad of his fingers on her knees, pushing them apart and stepping between her legs.

Cal pulled the dress over her head and tossed it onto the floor before laying back on the bed, a teasing smile playing on her face, knowing exactly what she was doing.

He began to trail his fingers up her body, a smirk playing on his face and he slowly lowered himself down to be closer to the girl.

His lips hovered over hers, making their warm breaths mingle. Her hands instinctively flew up to his hair, her fingers playing with the ends of it and tugging to get him closer.

"Come on, Rafe, show me what you want to do to me." Cal pleaded, she desperately wanted the boy as close as possible. She allowed her hands to trail down to his shirt before tugging, signalling that she wanted it off.

Rafe seemed to have understood because he swiftly pulled off his shirt and gripped the girls waist. He pulled her up and placed her back down further up the bed. He let go of a small chuckle once he heard the girl gasp.

"Oh, don't worry sweetheart, I will." He pressed his lips against hers, not giving her a chance to give him a smart remark back.

Cal didn't mind in the slightest, she was addicted to the way his lips tasted. The taste of cheap alcohol and cigarettes made her go insane.

He was her drug.

Rafe gripped the back of her neck, pulling her closer, his other hand holding him above the girl. He couldn't believe that he was doing it again. They both swore that last time would be their last, yet here they were.

They should've known better than thinking they could stop when they were so addicted to one another. Rafe got high off her body. Every inch of her he craved.

Their lips moulded perfectly together, Cal pulled the boy closer to her, before pushing him back, so that now he was the one laid on the bed, and straddling his waist.

Rafe groaned at the action, his hands gripping her waist tightly and grinding her against him. He smirked once he heard her hum against his lips, causing him to do it again.

"Rafe." Cal couldn't help but whimper, the mere fabric of their thin clothing being the only thing that was separating them.

"Shhh." He whispered, pulling away from the girls lip and attaching his own to the sweet spot on her neck. "Be a good girl and stay quiet."

Cal hummed in response, trying her hardest to stay quiet so that she didn't wake any of his family. But it was hard, especially when Rafe knew exactly what he was doing.

Her fingers ran though his hair as he sat up, desperately craving the skin on skin contact with the girl.

"We shouldn't be doing this." Cal rested her head against his, letting go of breathless moans.

"What did I just say?" Rafe questioned, pulling away and looking at the girl. His fingers dug into her hips, she was sure that there would be finger marks tomorrow, but right now she didn't care.

He brought his finger up to her lips, telling her to stay quiet again, but not using his words this time. Cal nodded obediently, making him smirk. He tucked a piece of red hair behind her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek.

"Might as well finish what we've started, right sweetheart?" Rafe raised his brow questioningly.

Cal nodded, the only reason she spoke out against what they were doing was because they said the last time was their last. It was getting too risky for them to continue seeing one another.

They wouldn't work outside of their bedrooms. If JJ found out, he'd go off the rails. He'd kill Rafe for even laying eyes on his sister. The pogues and kooks never got along, which is why their little hook ups needed to stop.

Or at least stay secret for now.

The red head leant down and gently pressed her lips against Rafe's. It was softer than what they were both used too, something that seemed to have surprised them both.

Rafe couldn't help but let the corner of his lips curl upwards. This girl did so many things to him and he wasn't sure why. He always swore to himself he'd never get with a pogue, yet here he was in his room with Cal sat on his lap in just her underwear.

His fingers trailed over her hips, making their way up her toned stomach and towards her neck. He noticed the way her breath hitched as his thumb ran over the hickey that he left her.

"Oops." He smirked. The one rule they had were that they couldn't leave hickey's on one another, it would be too suspicious and they would get caught if anyone saw them.

"You didn't." Cal jumped off of the boys lap and rushed over to his mirror, she leant closer to see what he had done. "Rafe." She groaned, not exactly sure how she was going to explain this one.

"I had to claim what's mine." Rafe walked up behind the girl, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her into him. Cal relaxed into his arms, she closed her eyes and he kissed her shoulder blade.

She had no idea what it was about him, but something about him always made her feel safe. It was as if when she was with him, she was untouchable.

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