all credits to @/blueicequeen19 on tumblr!!
Warnings: Rafe & Virgin reader, coercion, Rafe's filthy mouth, manipulation
You swallowed the lump in your throat as Rafe shut and locked the door to his bedroom. He leaned against the door, drinking you in with dark eyes and a clenched jaw, his hands tucked in his pockets. It didn't matter how tightly you wrung your hands, they wouldn't stop shaking. Despite your terror, your thighs were slick just from his undying attention from the night. Your panties became damp from just him guiding you around all night with his hand on your waist.
Now you were alone in his room and at his mercy.
"Rafe—." Your courage evaporated as he took a step towards you, taking a long hit from his weed pen.
"Take off your clothes. Leave the skirt." You sucked in a breath at his demanding tone, your hands fisting your skirt.
"I—."
"Off. Now." He took another pull, eyes dark as he watched you. The tent in his pants was hard not to notice and you couldn't tear your eyes from it as you slipped your sandals off. His hand was suddenly there, cupping himself like he needed to relieve the tension as you worked the buttons free of your blouse.
Heat covered your body as your shirt hit the floor and you met his intense gaze.
"Rafe, what are we doing?" You breathed, moving to cover your chest but he clicked his tongue in warning, releasing another cloud of sour scented smoke.
"Bra and panties too." A whimper escaped you as you slowly released the clasp on your bra and let it fall to the floor. You refused to meet his eyes as you reached beneath your skirt to guide your panties down your legs. It was becoming hard to breathe. When you looked at him again he'd taken off his own shirt and shoes, revealing muscles that had you aching in all the right places.
"Bend over the bed." You blinked at him in shock. You'd expected something a little more romantic for your first time and the disappointment started to feel heavy. Was this really happening?
"You can do it, doll. I want to see all of you." His words felt like a warm caress oddly and your feet were suddenly moving you closer to him and next to the bed. His eyes never left your body as he calmed his erection through his pants.
"I've never done this before." You rasp, pleading up at him with big doe eyes. Rafe offers you a small smile as he cups your cheek, his thumb dragging across your bottom lip.
"But you want this, don't you?" Rafe asks, his voice hopeful. You open your mouth to tell him you're not ready but his hand slips from your face and down your chest to cup your breast. His thumb swirls across your hardened nipple and his eyes drop to watch. The tension was so thick you could barely breathe. A choked moan slipped from your lips and Rafe cursed.
"I want to do so many things to you." Rafe's voice was deeper, laced with desire as his hand left your aching nipple to trail down your stomach. There's a pulsing between your thighs that only increases the closer he gets.
"I want to make you cum again and again." His fingers graze your mound and you flinch, desperate for more.
"Don't you want that?" Rafe's eyes finally meet yours again just as his fingers find that sensitive bundle of nerves between your thighs. You grab his bicep on instinct, your knees nearly buckling as he toys with you, sending bolts of pleasure throughout your body.
"I could make you feel so good. I'd be gentle." Rafe whispers, teasing your entrance with the tip of his fingers. You whimper, fighting the urge to grind against his hand for more. You'd never experienced anything like this and immediately knew it was the sweetest kind of torture.
"I bet you taste so fucking good." He practically growled.
"Please.."
Rafe's fingers slow, his brows raising in question at your plea.
"Tell me. Tell me what you need." Rafe urges, guiding your hand to his erection as your legs start to shake. You squeezed gently and Rafe groaned. The desire was too much. The mess between your thighs was only proof of that. Rafe was too much.
"I need—." The tip of his finger found your opening and you knew you were on the verge of begging.
"Do you want me inside this sweet little cunt?" Rafe began to pump his finger gently, only giving the tip but it was enough for a sob to escape your lips.
"Yes." You panted only for him to completely withdraw and bring his fingers to his mouth. It was erotic in itself watching him lick you from his fingers and you were already on the verge of combusting. His hands lowered to his pants and he slowly started the unzip them.
"Then bend over the bed."
