Rafe Cameron Imagines

Take it upstairs

A/n

Requested by- @dannideveto (sorry it took so so long)

Hope you enjoy💕

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Rafe's friends were over again, as usual. It seems like every time we hang out lately, Kelce and Topper are always there, and yeah, they're alright, and yeah, I want Rafe to be happy, but must they really be here, every single time Rafe and I are together? It's been this way for two weeks, and if I'm with Rafe alone, Kelce or Topper have to call and ask him to go somewhere with him, of course, Rafe says no and he's with me, but the way his face lights up when they explain their plans makes me say it's fine if he just goes. And, I know it's a little embarrassing, but me and Rafe haven't really had any action, in the bedroom lately, it's always hard with two full grown cock-blockers.

Rafe's arm was resting behind my waist, my head lent on his shoulder as we sat on the couch, he and his friends watching the game, very loudly. Not just the occasional cheer when someone scored a goal or the opposing team missed one, they were just loud talkers in general, and they'd had a few. I sighed, trying to watch it, as if I knew what was going on anyways, the shouting not helping my understanding.

And just then, either Kelce or Topper burped loudly, and that caused the three of them to all burst out laughing and yell over each other indistinctly. I cringed, "Gross." I mutter, no one hearing me anyways. I leant back on the couch, Rafe's hand squeezing my shoulder gently. I take another glance at the TV, I can't hear, I don't get it, I might as well just go on my phone.

I pull my phone out of my pocket, opening it and check my notifications. I respond to a few texts as the boys slowly get quieter, I laugh at a text from Kie and Rafe looks over to me, for the first time. "Who you texting, baby?" He asks, glancing down at my phone. "Kie." I respond, not looking up from my phone.

"You okay?" He asks, rubbing my shoulder now. I nod, "Mhm." I hum, typing on my phone, sending another text before laughing a little. "You Sure?" He presses. "Yeah, I'm just bored." I replied. He pulls me closer, "Sit on my lap baby."

I climb onto Rafe's lap, his hands sliding under my ass when I do. "I love you, baby." He tells me and I say I love him back. I text Kie a quick bye, before turning my phone off and setting it down on the couch, where I was just sat, wrapping my arms around Rafe's neck and resting my head on the crook of his neck.

He runs his hands up and down my back, pressing a kiss on my neck. Rafe watches the game over my shoulder, kissing me every so often. He wraps his arms around my waist, holding me closer. He kisses my neck again, this time slightly longer. Sliding his arms down to my hips, he pulls me in, our bodies completely touching now.

He slides his hands down to my thighs, rubbing them gently when he reaches my skin giving them a little squeeze when something happened in the game. His lips were against my neck again, this time sucking onto my skin gently for a few seconds at a time.

His hands begin moving me on his lap, rocking my hips gently, against his dick that I can feel is getting harder.

"Mmh." I moan softly, "Rafe, not now." I tell him, his friends right next to us. His eyes light up, seeing how easy it was to make me moan, he dips his head back down, the friction building up between us more so now, before finding my sweet spot and sucking harder, nibbling on the fragile skin lightly. I whimper leaning slightly away from him, "Rafe, no."

Rafe frowns, "Why baby?" He asks. All I do is look over my shoulder at Kelce and Topper, before turning back to him with a 'really?' face. He rolls his eyes, "You wanna take this upstairs?" He asks and I nod quickly.