Hawk X Reader *SMUT*

a/n: mdni. saw this post and knew i had to write a fanfic about needy bully!rafe. all credits go to @shawtycoreee and the post that inspired it all!

you never expected to find yourself back here—at rafe cameron’s house, ready to apologize. you had turned him down brutally in front of everyone, and it should’ve felt good to put him in his place. after all, he was a bully—arrogant, cold, and always making life hard for you. but when you saw the look in his eyes after you rejected him, something shifted. it wasn’t just anger or frustration; it was something that looked... broken.

the guilt had gnawed at you, leaving you feeling uneasy, so you found yourself standing at his door. it was already open, like he had left it for you. stepping inside, you called softly, “rafe?” no response.

you moved deeper into the house, making your way up the stairs until you stood in front of his slightly open bedroom door. then you heard it—a soft, choked sound, like someone trying to cry quietly. you hesitated, then slowly pushed the door open.

your breath caught at the sight in front of you. rafe, sitting on his bed, shirtless, his broad shoulders shaking as he whimpered softly. his hand was under the covers, gripping himself as his body trembled, and with each movement, a desperate sob escaped his lips.

“fuck... why... why doesn’t she want me?” he whispered, his voice raw. “i just wanted her...”

you froze. the rafe you knew was always so composed, so ruthless, and now he was crumbling. the sight of him in this state—crying, trembling, aching for you—did something to you. you were supposed to be here to apologize, to make things right. but this... this was unexpected.

you stepped into the room without thinking, your voice quiet. “rafe?”

his head snapped up, panic flashing in his tear-filled eyes. his whole body jerked as he tried to cover himself, yanking the blankets up, but his hand was still wrapped around his cock, red and leaking from the intensity of his frustration.

“fuck—go away!” he rasped, his voice thick with tears. “don’t... don’t look at me like this.” but his voice broke at the end, and another sob shook his body, despite his attempts to control it.

“rafe,” you whispered, stepping closer. you didn’t know what to say. he looked so fragile, so completely unlike the boy who had tormented you. his face was streaked with tears, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath, his eyes glassy and desperate. “i... i’m sorry.”

his breath hitched, and he wiped at his face roughly with the back of his hand, trying to hide how much he was falling apart. “you don’t get it,” he choked out, his voice barely above a whisper. “you fucking destroyed me. you didn’t even care.”

the words hit you hard, and you sat down beside him on the bed, feeling the tension in the air between you. “i didn’t know,” you said softly, reaching out to gently touch his arm. he flinched but didn’t pull away. “i didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“but you did,” he cried, his voice breaking as another sob tore through him. “i’ve... i’ve wanted you for so long. i couldn’t fucking breathe when you said no.”

your heart clenched at the raw pain in his voice. rafe cameron, the boy who always seemed so untouchable, was sobbing because of you. your fingers moved to brush away the tears on his face, and his eyes fluttered closed at the soft touch, his whole body trembling under your fingertips.

“please, i didn’t mean it,” you whispered, leaning in closer, your lips brushing his ear. “i’m so sorry.”

his breath hitched again, and he let out a soft, broken whimper. “you... you don’t understand,” he whispered, his voice hoarse from crying. “i’ve needed you... i’ve needed you for so fucking long. it hurts. everything fucking hurts.”

your hand moved down his chest, feeling his muscles tense under your touch, and you could feel the heat radiating from him. “i didn’t know,” you murmured, your voice low and soothing, your fingers trailing lower until you found him—hard, throbbing, and leaking with need. “let me make it better.”

rafe gasped, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as your hand wrapped around his cock. “fuck,” he whimpered, tears spilling down his cheeks again. “please, don’t... don’t stop...”

you kissed his cheek gently, tasting the salt of his tears. “i’m here,” you whispered against his skin, your hand moving slowly, deliberately. “i didn’t mean to make you feel like this.”

“i... i thought you hated me,” he cried, his voice trembling as his hips bucked into your hand. his hands were gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were white, his body shaking as more tears slipped from his eyes. “i couldn’t... i didn’t know what to do. i need you, please...”

you pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, your thumb gently swiping over the tip of his cock, making him moan. “i don’t hate you, rafe,” you murmured, your lips brushing against his. “i just didn’t know you felt this way.”

he let out a broken sob, his head falling back against the headboard as he tried to stifle the cries that kept slipping from his lips. “i’ve wanted you for so long... i’ve needed you for so fucking long...”

“shh,” you whispered, kissing his jawline, his neck, his tear-streaked face. “i’m here now. i’m not going anywhere.”

his breath came in uneven gasps, his whole body trembling as you quickened your pace, your hand sliding up and down his length. “i... i don’t deserve this,” he whimpered, his voice thick with tears. “but i... i need you so bad...”

“it’s okay,” you murmured softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “let go, rafe. i’m here.”

his breath hitched again, his entire body tensing as he teetered on the edge of release. “please,” he sobbed, his voice cracking. “don’t stop... i’m so close...”

you smiled against his skin, your hand working him faster, harder, until his hips jerked up and he let out a choked cry, tears streaming down his face as he came hard, his body shuddering with the intensity of it. “fuck!” he sobbed, his chest heaving, his cock pulsing in your hand as he spilled over your fingers.

you kissed him gently, brushing your lips against his trembling mouth as he came down from his high. “you’re okay,” you whispered, wiping away the tears still streaming down his face. “i’ve got you.”

rafe let out a broken, shuddering breath, his arms wrapping around you as he buried his face in your neck, sobbing softly into your skin. “thank you,” he whimpered, his voice raw and hoarse. “thank you...”

and in that moment, as he cried softly against you, you realized that this was a side of rafe cameron that no one had ever seen—a side that only you had the power to break... and the power to fix.

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Cobra Kai X Reader Requests?

Hello loves! I’m doing cobra Kai oneshots and if you have any requests feel free to message me personally or comment here!

Jonathan Brandis Edit

A/n: this is for @peachymelon69 I hope you like!

You guys can also request small edits for people like in the 90s/80s + cobra Kai, Johnny Cade, karate kid, and I will do them!

Johnny Cade X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: Your first time with Johnny Cade

Irresistible

The feeling of Johnny's touch always lingered on your skin, his burning touch sent sensations that ran through your veins in such a way. It left goosebumps on your skin, the kind of goosebumps that only Johnny could give you.

  The sensation was almost like nothing you had ever felt before, his touch only ever made your skin burn with anticipation in the best way possible. It made your heart race ten times the normal speed.

  Your pupils would dilate times ten, so much so that your eyes would cloud up with love and lust only towards Johnny. Your cheeks would brighten from the inside effect he could cause. Your chest would tighten from anticipation and excitement. Every part of you felt like it was on fire just by Johnny lightly caressing your skin.

  You didn't know this, but your touch did the exact same for Johnny Cade. His moans and drawn out whimpers would let anyone know how desperate he was for your touch. The same tingling sensation would run through his veins causing him to let out a strain of moans from the contact of just your finger tips or your lips in contact with the sensitive skin on his neck.

You and Johnny had never had sex before, the farthest you both had went were intimate make outs. You hadn't even seen each other naked yet, for Johnny the farthest he's ever went was sliding his hands under your shirt and resting them on yours hips; not wanting to go any further incase you go uncomfortable.

  For you the farthest you went with Johnny was grinding against him, Johnny was to shy to ask for anything and he was to shy to do something about it. He didn't want to go over boundaries, and sometimes he was too afraid to ask so you both would just end the make out with slow pecks and hand movements.

  Neither you or Johnny were experienced, so when it finally did happen it would be both of your firsts. The Curtis's were having a family dinner with the whole gang, and being apart of the gang with Johnny they insisted you both came and stayed for their annual family dinner.

  Johnny agreed but only if you were going, you agreed as well wanting to spend time with your second family. Well technically they would be more like your first since you barley seen your real family, they were always gone on job trips or vacation. You were happy that they didn't drag you alone to say the least, that meant you got to spend extra time with Johnny.

  The times your parents weren't home which would usually be all the time; as of now your parents were home but resting for a trip they had planned the next day ahead. During these times when your parents weren't home you would take Johnny in and let him stay with you, you'd feed him, let him take showers, wash his clothes, and let him sleep in your room with you with the price of cuddles of course.

Both you and Johnny entered the Curtis's cozy home, everyone greeted you both with warm welcoming smiles and greetings. As always Darry came out of the kitchen wearing an old apron, drying his wet hands on the apron that rested around his waist as he let out a warm smile "make yourselves' at home" He tilts his head to the unoccupied couch.

You grabbed Johnny's hand with a warm smile and walked over to the couch, after greeting everyone yourselves you and Johnny take a seat close by. The room was always a bit tight considering there was only two rocking chairs, a love seat that could hold four people and a coffee table.

You sat closer to the arm of the couch, Johnny sitting so close to you your arms and legs were touching. Not that you minded, but his touch always just seemed to make your body light up in flames. A small blush covers your cheeks as the small sounds of Mickey Mouse playing ignited the room.

Two-bit sat on the floor as always, with a whole chocolate cake also not surprisingly; he always spoiled his dinner first as Darry would like to call it. You interlocked you and Johnny's hand together, resting both your intwined hands on the middle of your leg but still super close to your thigh.

Your exposed legs and his touch only made your skin burn more with anticipation, you decided it would be a good day to wear your flowered skirt that went just past your mid thigh. Since it was a hot and sunny day out, you also matched it with a black tank top that had a string tied in the middle way of your chest, with your worn out white converses.

Now you were starting to rethink the whole skirt idea, but maybe it would come in handy later on. Soon Dallas entered the house and all of a sudden the once small, quite house was now full of laughter and small talk.

Soon dinner was ready and Darry was calling everybody in the kitchen, Pony boy was setting the plates and silverware. Steve grabbed a few extra chairs for everyone and made room at the table, Darry had made his famous mash potatoes, steak, and vegetables; everyone's favorite.

Everyone over flooded their plates seeing as Darry made enough for three and a half families. You were seated next to Johnny on your left and Pony boy on your right. Everyone said grace before digging in and stuffing their faces with delight.

"This is really somethin' Darr" Dallas complimented with his face full, as everyone followed behind with praises and thank you's of the food.

Darry responded with a simple 'Thank you' in return before stuffing his face. Soon everyone was stuffed from the nice meal, though once Two-bit finished swallowing his last bite he sighed stuffed before standing up from his seat "I got the chocolate cake" he sates before rushing to the counter and grabbing the cake causing everyone to let out a little chuckle.

Everyone was able to eat a thin slice of chocolate cake while Two-bit on the other hand was back at his mission of sitting on the floor watching Mickey and eating the rest of the cake using his hands.

Darry collected all the empty plates and silverware before placing them in the sink, starting to wash the dishes. You kissed Johnny on the cheek and let him know you were going to help Darry with the dishes. He responded with a gentle nod before pecking your lips and taking a seat on the couch beside Dallas, Dallas immediately grabbed Johnny in a head lock and ruffled up his hair.

"Hey Darr, need some help" You offer, walking over to the sink.

"Sure Y/n, that'd be nice" He smiles moving over to let you stand by the strainer, while he washed and rinsed the dishes you dried them off with the kitchen towel given to you.

In a matter of five minutes you both had managed to finish up the dishes faster than just one person would've. Walking into the living room you take an open seat beside Johnny, resting your head on his shoulder to which Johnny lays his head against yours and snuggles into your side.

Soon the laughter and fun times ended once the sun went down and it started getting dark, you and Johnny said your goodbyes but before you could leave the porch Dallas came running over to Johnny. He tugged him away for a second before slipping something in Johnny's hands, it reflected off of the moonlight and you could tell it was a packet of some sort.

Once Johnny took a look at whatever it was he quickly shoved it in his Jean jackets pocket with an embarrassed blush covering his features "good luck" Dallas grinned, with a cheeky wink as he walked back into the house.

Johnny walked back up to you and slipped one of his hands in yours while his other rested in his pocket. It was quite chilly out, causing Johnny's small frame to shake from the cool air. You only shook once but that was enough for Johnny to pull off his jacket and drape it over your shoulders, your head snapped up to Johnny's.

"Johnny m' fine really, here" You tried to give it back to him but he refused to take it back, his small frame still shaking.

"Nah' Y/n I'm good really" He tries, but you clearly see behind his shaking features.

Grabbing Johnny's arm you lift up the jacket letting his arm slide through the collar but also draped around your shoulders, as you drape your shoulder around his letting the jacket cover his freezing frame.

You look up at Johnny, catching his loving gaze as he stares back at you. No one had ever really put him first like you have, even if he protested against something like this you always found a positive way to help the situation.

You smiled up at him shyly as you both continue to walk down the road, "wanna' come to my house?" You question.

He shakes his head "your parents' are there I wouldn't want to intrude" He says.

"You wouldn't, you never do... but how about' we go to the lot then?" You question curiously.

Johnny looks up at you "yeah, that'd be nice" He smiles small.

A couple more minutes of walking and you both arrived at the lot, the moon reflecting on the old seat car seat that you and Johnny have cuddled on many times. Johnny removes his arms from the jacket to grab his lighter and lighting a couple of dead leaves placing them on top of the wood, causing the sticks and limbs to ignite a warm fire.

  You rest your hands in Johnny's jacket pockets before feeling a sharp paper like object touch your finger pads, while Johnny was busy rearranging the limbs to keep the fire going you slipped out the golden packet from the pocket that read 'durex: one latex condom'.

  You soon heard the steering of leaves and branches come to a halt causing you to move your gaze to Johnny. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were slightly bulged open as well. There was a loud silence, the only thing that could be heard was the burning of the fire.

  You walked over to Johnny and sat down on the seat next to him, Johnny's gaze followed you as his expression never changed. "So this is what Dal' slipped you eh?" You giggle slightly, something you only found yourself doing with Johnny.

  A bright red blush covers Johnny's features as he looks down embarrassed but slowly nods, confirming it was in fact what Dal had slipped him.

  You lift his head up with your pointer finger, your eyes meeting once against you raise one of your legs and place it on the other side of Johnny now fully straddling his waist.

  Johnny gulps nervously as your body's continue to touch each other's, you gently caress Johnny's arm with the pads of your fingers causing goosebumps to ride down his spine. He continues to watch your every move, studying your features like none before.

  "Johnny I'm ready" You mumble softly, looking into his soft brown orbs.

  "Wait. Are you sure?" He mumbles resting his hands just above your hips.

  "Yes, are you ready?" You question softly.

  "I am" He gives consent, a small blush forming across his cheeks due to this conversation.

  He was terrified, what if's kept running through his mind 'what if you don't like it?' 'What if I'm bad?' 'What if she leaves me?'. He hadn't ever been in this position before and this meant a lot to him, because it was a sign of love for your partner and he didn't want to dis-satisfy and disappoint.

  You place your hands gently on his cheeks and bring him into a loving kiss, fireworks go off, your lips tingle against one another, slowly but surely the kiss started to heat up along with the speed.

  You were now both hungry for each other, you pulled away for air but immediately placed your lips against the sensitive skin around his neck, Johnny lowly whimpers in response as his head tilts back. You were starting to get greedy, your kisses became more desperate as did your grinding on his crotch.

  Though you kept that at bay not wanting to frighten him. Your breathing started picking up as you nipped and kissed his soft spots on his neck. Johnny felt as if he was floating with the immense pleasure and you haven't even started yet.

  You lifted your face from his neck and went back to his lips, closing the gap. You slowed down the kiss, gently you bend your head down a little and take his bottom lip in between your two lips, kissing slowly before moving to his top lip and showing all your attention there. Soon your place your lips on his, he runs his tongue under your bottom lip asking for entrance to which you allow.

  His tongue slipping into your mouth, interwinding and fighting for dominance with yours. You pull away slightly for more air, you get a good look at Johnny's eyes and see that they have darkened and lust clouds his eyes as he looks at you lovingly.

  You grind your hips against his hardening cock causing him to gasp in shock and in pleasure as he grips your hips and follows your rhythm. You close your eyes and let out a light moan from the stimulation. You never would've pictured Johnny like this, his eyes were practically begging you; speaking words he was to embarrassed to speak himself.

"Johnny..." You whisper, going back to your current position of kissing and nipping at his neck, making sure not to add noticeable loves bites.

"Y/n.. Can-can I touch you" He practically begs out.

"Yes..." You breath out, trying to maintain your breathing.

Gently he grips your hips and turns you over so he's hovering over you, his eyes pierce through your soul. You almost spill out all your dirty thoughts you've had about Johnny right then and there.

It felt like hours as Johnny's brown orbs stare into yours, when in reality it had only been a couple seconds. Everything seems to play in slo-motion as Johnny straddles your waist, knees on either side of your waist. Kneeling down so his forearms are resting beside each side of your head laying on the old seat.

Johnny peppers small kisses around your neck and under your jaw, slowly he makes it down the valley of your breast; not going any further than that he starts sucking on the sensitive skin leaving little loves bites in places that wouldn't show to much.

You run your fingers through his greasy hair, not caring that in return your hand was starting to get greasy from the intense amount of hair grease placed in his hair.

  Johnny slips his Jean jacket off your shoulders placing it on the ground next to you, he places gentle kisses all over your exposed shoulders. His hands began to shake from nervousness, this action causes you to lift Johnny's head up with your finger.

  "Johnny... are you sure you're ready?" You caress his cheek lovingly.

  He nods his head "I'm sure, are you?" He makes sure.

  "I am" You confirm, bringing him down to press a loving kiss to his chapped lips.

  He fumbles with the string of your top nervously, trying to untie it; his shaking hands not allowing him to do so. Eventually he manages to untie the bow, following with unbuttoning the rest of the buttons with a nervous struggle.

  He slips the piece of clothing off your shoulder, exposing your black bra that held a little diamond bow in the middle. You blush as Johnny stares at your chest lovingly, "Y-you're beautiful..." He gasps out.

  He doesn't give you to to thank him before placing little kisses above your breasts, gently sucking and creating little love bites causing you to let out a little moan. You tug at the hem of Johnny's black t-shirt, signaling that you wanted it off.

  Johnny stops what he's doing to lift up his shirt off of his body now showing of his tan skin. A couple scars rest on his chest and torso, you gently rub your finger pads over some of the old scars. Lifting up your body you rest on your elbows maintaining eye contact as you press a few kisses to his scars and chest causing Johnny to melt in his position.

  Johnny blushes as you lean back a little to get the whole view of your Johnny Cade, still resting on your elbows you look up at him with excited eyes. You run a finger down his chest to his stomach, stoping at the hem of his pants that held a very noticeable bulge.

  You lift yourself up, wrapping your arms around Johnny neck before bringing you both back down and pulling him into a lust filed kiss. Letting your hands wander you end up being back to the hem of his loose jeans, you let your fingers rest there for a bit as you and Johnny continue to make out.

  Soon you start to fumble with the button, then you start unzipping his jeans. You leave it at that before breaking the kiss for air. Johnny lowers his his butterfly kisses to your stomach, soon being face to face with your skirt.

  Looking you in the eyes he slips his hands in your skirt, rubbing your thighs as he does so. He grabs the edges of your underwear and tugs them down, licking his lips hungrily as he does so.

  Placing them on top of his jean jacket so they don't get dirty he spreads your legs not quite seeing your exposed core yet. "Can I taste you Y/n?" He asks innocently, his breathing picking up as he looks up at you his once light brown eyes now fully black and clouded with lust.

  You nod your head furiously your stomach tightening from excitement, lifting your skirt above your thighs your core now being exposed to Johnny. You were so into it you didn't feel embarrassed about showing him your body at all.

  He places kisses on your thighs, slowly leaning closer to the place you needed him the most. Looking up at you he wraps his lips around your clit, the feeling of his tongue causing you to gasp at the stimulation.

  He continues to swirl his tongue around your clit, flicking faster as your breathing picks up. Johnny gets more confident in his movements as he hears you moan, he speeds things up and slowly starts to add one finger into your now dripping core.

  Your eyes roll into the back of your head as he lets you adjust to one finger before slipping in two. You let out a strained whimper as his tongue continues to work on your clit and his two fingers stretching you out, getting you ready for him.

  Since this was your first time being eaten out and first time period, your climax comes closer than you would've expected. Your eyes roll back as your hips push farther into Johnny's hold, "I'm gonna cum, Johnny!" You whimper out as your high soon rolls over, causing your hips to stutter and Johnny to moan at the satisfying taste.

  He lets you ride out your high before coming back up to you, a panting mess as you try to calm yourself. Johnny's lips glisten in the moonlight as he's covered in your cum. He licks his lips and sucks off his fingers hungrily as his eyes continue to stare into yours.

  "You taste amazin'" He moans out as he presses a kiss to your lips before getting up and sitting on the other side of the seat and tugging off his jeans.

  Sitting up you wrap your legs around his waist, grinding yourself on his clothed bulge. You run your fingers down his stomach until you get to his boxers "can I?" You blush.

  Johnny nods shyly as a blush covers his features, you tug down his boxers revealing his cock that springs out and hits his stomach. You lick your lips as you place the piece of clothing on top of the pile of clothes. You run your finger pad over the tip of his cock smearing the pre cum that rested there.

  Johnny's breathing picks up as his head falls back, his mouth falls open and his eyes screw shut; having being touched for the first time. Getting more confident you grab his length and start to stoke his cock in up and down motions, slowly since he was sensitive.

  Small moans fall out of Johnny's pink lips, your mouth falls open as you look up at Johnny, his moans turning you on even more. "Oh my..." you mumble lowly, as you continue to stoke his length.

  Grabbing the condom that sat beside you, you slow down your motions before stopping causing Johnny to look back up at you. You gently open the packet to the condom, sliding out the lubricated latex. Flipping it to the right side you place the condom on the tip of Johnny's cock before sliding it down correctly.

  Johnny watches in amazement as you adjust the condom on his length, you press a loving kiss to his jaw before gazing into his brown orbs "are you ready?" You question, caressing his redden cheek.

Johnny nods furiously as he places his hands above your hips, shakily. Lining up his cock with your entrance, you start to slide down his cock. Your tight walls closing on around Johnny's length, it didn't really hurt as he slipped in your walls but more so stung a bit. It was a very tight fit as you continue to slide down further on his harden cock.

Johnny's eyes slam shut at the tight fit around his length, his breathing picked up as his cheeks reddened along with the tip of his nose. His stomach heaved up and down from your walls closing in on him, his hips stuttered from him being so sensitive but he maintained them as best as he could until you were ready to speed up.

  Soon your walls started to get used to Johnny's cock allowing you to speed up your actions, your head rolls back as your chest arches from the stimulation. Just now realizing you weren't completely naked since your bra was still connected to your body, you continue riding Johnny at a medium speed whilst reaching your hands behind your bra strap and unclipping it.

  Throwing your bra to the other side finally freeing your breasts, Johnny's eyes widen at the skin burning sight. He looks up with his doe brown eyes, asking to touch you. You nod as you continue to ride Johnny, your boobs bouncing as you do so. Johnny's eyes fall back on your perky breasts before letting his hand trail up from your waist and stomach to your boobs, lightly twisting your harden nipple causing you to moan and roll your hips.

  "Oh Y/n~" He all but whimpers as his hands continue to rest on your chest, Johnny throws his head back, mouth gape open, eyes shut as you feel his cock reach your sweet spot.  

  "Oh my, Johnny" You moan out, skin slapping together as you ignore the burning sensation in your thighs.

  Johnny lifts up and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling your heated body closer to his as your motions speed up. Your hands fall to his neck, playing with the little hairs that rested there. His head rests on your chest, his breathing constantly heaving as he feels the burning sensation in his abdomen.

  He lets out a muffled whimper against your skin as his cock continues to reach a point past your sweet spot and your walls clench around him greedily. You swirl your hips around his causing Johnny to gasp, "do t-that again' p-please" he begs out, squeezing his eyes closed.

  You continue to swirl your hips around his length feeling that same burning sensation in your abdomen. You speed up your actions, ready to reach that point. Johnny places his lips against yours for support as he feels his body shaking from anticipation and also chasing his high.

  His hips stutter upwards causing his cock to be buried deeper inside your walls. You moan out into the silent night as your motions only increase, "y/n... I'm gonna' cum" Johnny warns as his breath catches in his throat, you nod your head in agreement.

  With one final thrust Johnny cum's in the condom, you're able to feel the warm cum inside you from the thin latex that was preventing him from spilling inside you, that set off your orgasm as you start to cum around his cock. Your hips stutter along with Johnny's creating more friction against your sensitive core.

  Once both your highs decrease you slow your movements, not quite quitting as you press a loving kiss to Johnny's lips. He accepts the kiss, only becoming more needy as you run your hands through his hair.

  You pull away gently before gazing into Johnny's loving orbs, "that was amazin' Y/n..." he gasps out as you agree, slowing sliding off his cock slowly causing you both to whimper as Johnny's hips stutter in the air.

   Before Johnny could slip the condom off you take action and began slowly slipping it off for him and tying it before discarding of the latex in the trash can beside the seat.

  You slip on your tank top, not bothering to put your uncomfortable bra on as you hand Johnny his boxer and jeans. Johnny slips on his clothes the same time you do.

  Johnny looks at you lovingly as you finish up the buttons on your tank top, half your chest still exposed until you finish buttoning the last button.

  You glance at Johnny to see him staring at you, "what?" You smile bashfully.

  "You're just'... beautiful" He admires you as you crawl over to him and cuddle into his side, taking his Jean jacket and covering you both up with it.

  "That was really breath takin' Johnny" You giggle slightly as you shyly look into his puppy eyes.

  Johnny smiles as a blush covers his features "i love you Y/n" Johnny admits as he cuddles into your side.

"I love you Johnny" You smile as you both stare at the burning fire, soon your breathing lured Johnny into a restful and deep sleep, you soon following behind moments latter.

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Hawk X Reader

Warnings: The heat is real! Requested to be a little heated!

Princess

You're apart of Cobra Kai, but it's just not the Karate that you focus on but more so of someone by the crazy name of Hawk. You always got so flustered and nervous around his it isn't even funny.

Hawk always teased you and playfully made fun of you but never enough to hurt you, because that would be the last thing Eli would want to do.

Every night Johnny, your sensei would let you stay behind past hours and practice leaving you to lock up and return his keys since you lived in the same apartment complex as him.

  Today was like any other day, another boring day of school. Soon that was over and you along with your cobra Kai friends sitting around in the dojo.

Hawk walks in the room and it's like everything goes in slo-mo for you, his gi so delicately placed on his body that you would have more than loved to rip off of him but that's a story for another day.

Hearts fill your eyes as your cheeks heat up and your heart skips a beat, hawk smirks as he notices all your attention on him.

"Take a picture- it'll last longer princess~" He smirks as he takes a seat, sitting criss cross in front of you.

You blush but grab your phone from your duffel bag anyways, turning it on the camera and snapping a pic of him catching him off guard. He smirks once again as he lets out a chuckle "what? It was a free invitation" You smirk slightly gaining confidence.

Eli hums "I guess it was" he thinks about it before nodding, agreeing with your statement.

"Everyone Quiet!" You hear Johnny yell out causing everyone to go silent.

"Get in your standing positions!" He yells as we all get into our positions.

For the rest of practice you stole side glances at hawk, admiring his posture and concentrated look.

While you weren't looking hawk would steal glances at you every once in while- well more like every five minutes.

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't head over heels for you; ever since he was his old Eli he was very fond of you but never had the guts to speak to you let alone tell you his feelings nor ask you out.

  Soon Johnny decided on allowing the students to fight each other, first he started with Miguel and Tory, then Mitch and Chris, lastly he picked you and.... Hawk.

  Your eyes slightly widened a little as Eli smirked, walking confidently in the middle as do you but more hesitantly.

  "I'll go easy on you princess" He grins cheekily.

  You smile shyly until you hear a 'fight!' From Johnny, giving you the right away.

  Right away Hawk try's to sweep your leg to make you fall but instead you block him, grabbing his leg and flipping him over causing him to fall on his back.

  Your eyes widen at you sudden action, surprised at your movements. "Well done Y/n. Point!" Johnny encourages as Hawk gets back into his stance with that same smirk.

  You let Eli strike first again as he throws a punch your way to which you quickly dodge and spin around spiking him in his stomach with a kick.

  "You're fast-" Hawk starts before grabbing flipping your arm over and pinning you to the ground "but not fast enough" he smirks.

  "Point Hawk!" Miguel says holding up the blue flag "winner!" He finishes.

  You and hawk continue to stare at each other as he still has you pinned down "are you guys going to move or make babies on my mat?" Johnny asks sarcastically causing everyone to let out a couple chuckles while you and hawk scurry up.

  "Uh sorry sensei" Hawk apologizes.

  A moment after that Johnny decided to end practice, he pulled you into his office "okay, here you are- I got you a spare key for the dojo" He hands it over to you.

"Thank you" You smile politely, Johnny nods his head in return.

Johnny leads everyone out as you head home, you figured you take a short nap before going back later to the dojo and practicing.

The time went by pretty fast and before you know it your nap was over and you were already opening up the dojo.

You went to unlock it with the key until you noticed it was already unlocked, you slowly opened the door taking a step in, already hearing someone punch a punching bag.

Slowly creeping around the corner to the back you see the person with their back turned towards yours but you notice that red Mohawk anywhere.

He was shirtless, sweat dripping down his body, a determined look on his face. With each punch on the punching bag he flex’s his back muscles showing off his eagle tattoo even though nobody’s there, that he’s aware of.

You couldn’t help but stare at his built features I mean something so fine should be illegal in this case. Hawk started slowing down on his punches, almost aware that someone was watching him.

He took a couple breaths before resting his shoulders and turning around to grab his water bottle until he spots you, his features turned shocked for a second until his confident smirk falls on his plump lips.

He slowly walks to you and grabs his water bottle that was next to you on the shelf before opening it and bringing it to his lips, maintaining eye contact with you and started drinking it.

Allowing some of the water to run down from his lips past his chin and running down his chest, you watch as this happened extremely flustered as you look back up making eye contact once again.

Your breath catches in your throat as he discards of the empty water bottle and walks closer to you, never breaking eye contact.

"You know princess it’s rude to stare, but then again I don’t mind" Hawk says lowly as he traps you up against the wall.

"I-I-" You tried to get out but it was nearly impossible seeing as you didn’t know what to say.

"Shhh princess..." He hushes as he presses a finger up against your cheek closely running it down to your lips, playing with your bottom lip.

"You know I always wondered what your lips would feel like against mine" He inches closer to you.

"How soft your lips would feel, what you would taste like..." He hums as he finally presses his lips against yours, capturing yours into a blissfully mind blowing kiss.

Hawk slowly creeps his hands behind your thighs "jump" he mumbles against you lips as you obey jumping into his hold.

You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer, his lips continue to move eagerly against yours in a fast motion almost afraid that you would disappear in his arms if he let go.

He pushes your back up against the wall pressing his chest against yours, now smushing his whole body into yours.

"So soft...." he mumbles against your lips, addicted to not only the softness of your lips and the taste of you.

"I want you.... all of you" You whisper against his lips as he lets you take some dominance.

"Then take me..."

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There’s something so powerful about Hawk being submissive! Anyways thank you @gpiggy98 for requesting!

Proactive Type of Person - Rafe Cameron One Shot

⭐ Republished ⭐

+18 Minor DNI

PervFrat!Rafe x CollegeStudent!Reader

+18 Minor DNI

📖 Rafe is your boyfriend… You just don’t know it yet.

🪄 warning (contains spoliers): swearing, Stalking, pet names, degradation, namecalling, public masturbation, dark!rafe, mean!rafe, perv!rafe, mentions of cum play, mentions of unprotected P in V, ownership kink, mentions of rough oral (if I missed tags I’m sorry)

✨ “Just do it, baby girl,” I moan, watching as she pinches her top button. I grab mine as well, tugging it open with her. I hiss at the sensation of my rock-hard cock in my hand, feeling some relief. This is the first time I’ve touched myself all day. I was edging myself as I studied her Instagram and TikTok page, saving my favorites to my phone. When I saw her in the parking lot, I swear I could have cum untouched. ✨

💋 Part 1 will be from Rafe’s POV Part 2 will be from the Female Reader’s 💋

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Rafe’s POV:

“So, class. What does its structure contribute to the poem “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night?” The professor drones on, sliding her reading glasses down her nose as she looks out onto the lecture hall. I shrink in my seat slightly, along with the other boys, doing my best to avoid her gaze.

Required reading, my ass. Did she honestly expect us to read this shit on a Thursday night? Barely drug my ass outta bed for class. Thank fuckin’ god. I relax in my seat as one of the front-row nerds saves the basic population who doesn’t give a fuck.

“Repetition. The poet used it to stress his key theme for his readers.”

I nod, scribbling a little line of nothingness on my paper, keeping up with the facade. That shit went in one ear and out the next. “Hey, Cameron.” My frat brother elbows me on the side. “You good for the kegs?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. What else can daddy get you?” I sneer as I roll my eyes at Billy, who laughs and scoffs. “I get paid back first, plus 10%. Get me a bottle of Pappy Van Winkle; I ain’t drinkin’ Coors, and I ain’t pickin’ that shit up either.”

“Thanks, daddy,” he responds in a breathy voice, snatching the wad of cash off my hands. “We need ten kegs between the Deltas and Phi Mu… You good for that-”

“Fuck you, ‘Am I good for that’?” I cut him short through a breathy laugh. “You’re holdin’ the cash in your hands, bitch. Stop askin’. Add an extra 5% for questionin’ me-”

“Rafe.” My stomach sinks as my professor’s eyes zero in on mine. “Am I interrupting something?” The old bird cocks an eyebrow, her annoyance visible, matching my own.

“No,” I answer simply, crossing my arms across my chest and relaxing at my desk.

“Splendid. I assume you know the answer then. Correct?” She challenges me, trying to catch me off guard. A smirk pulls on her lips as she does just that. Cunt.

“I agree.”

“The key insight about death in the poem is, ‘I agree’?” She belittles. I stare at her blankly, blinking a few times to let her know she’s wasting her time. She’s not gettin’ shit out of me. I’ve got an A in this class, bitch. What’re you gonna do about it?

She chuckles weakly, shaking her head at my resistance. “Am I wrong, ma’am? I have a bit of conversational anxiety… If you’d like to repeat the question, I’d love to try again,” I ask through a shit-eating smirk, letting my sarcasm drip all the way through, irritating her even more.

“Anyone else?” She invites in a shrill voice as she dismisses me, looking around the room to find another. Some of my frat brothers snicker in the back, making the professor’s features even more rigid. “Miss. Y/n?” Her demeanor changes instantly, shaking off my defiance, moving on to another one of her perfect pets.

Who’s that?

Holy shit. I swallow hard, feeling my mouth dry up as I see her. She twiddles her fluffy pink pen, acknowledging the teacher with a smile. Y/n? Jesus fuckin’ Christ. How have I never seen her before? I watch as a football player shuffles down the row of the lecture hall. My question, answered in a moment as his broad shoulders cut off my line of sight. No. I stretch back, cranking my neck to get her in my sights again.

“The key insight’s that death should be fought against, even though it is inevitable.” Her beautiful voice fills the lecture hall like a song. The teacher smiles at her again, praising y/n for her correct answer. Y/n grins and nods, averting her eyes as she catches the room’s focus. Her cheeks blush the prettiest shade of pink, matching her glossy lips.

Those lips… I lick my own, thinking about the way they would look wrapped around my cock, drool running down her chin as she deepthroats my dick. I’d grip that little ponytail like a handlebar, using her mouth like a toy. I chuckle at myself, still surprised that my mind went there almost instantly, but I know myself too well. I am who I am.

Y/n looks so goddamn innocent… Not for long. She’s a slut for praise. I can tell. I can work with that.

My eyes work lower, following the curve of her cleavage in her low-cut shirt. Fuck, I can’t wait to get her on top; watch ‘em bounce in my face. I’m gonna cum all over her perfect rack. Tiddie fuck her while she cries for daddy’s dick. Smear that shit- “Earth to Rafe?” I grit my teeth as I’m torn from my fantasy. “Buddy, you good?” Billy chuckles, his voice taunting as he follows my focus to her. “Mmm… Y/n,” he sighs blissfully. “So fuckin’ hot, bro. She’s a Phi Mu girl.”

“No shit?”

“Mhmm… Transferred from LSU. Smart, funny, sexy… But she’s mine, buddy. Aight? Been layin’ down groundwork all semester.” He elbows me playfully, chuckling to himself, actually believing his own words.

“All semester, and you haven’t made a move?” I spit, eyes rolling in his direction. This whole conversation is laughable. Has he been sitting on this all semester? Really? She was mine the second I looked at her, buddy. You’re done.

“Long game,” he defends himself.

“Long game?” I scoff. “Doesn’t sound like you got any game at all...”

“Hey. Fuck off… I know she wants me. Her bedroom faces mine and she doesn’t even close the curtains when she changes anymore; she texts me all the time. See?” He gloats as he thumbs through his phone. I don’t even bother myself with the semantics. Why the fuck does that shit matter? What’s he gettin’ at? “I’m gonna help ‘em after class. They have some car wash fundraiser downtown.”

Is that so? “I like the sound of that,” I smile, feeling my cock growing stiff in my jeans at the thought of seeing her in next to nothing, wet and soapy no less.

“You can’t just take her from me, Rafe,” Billy mutters in annoyance. A laugh rumbles in my chest as I take in his empty words. “I’m not fuckin’ around. She’s mine.”

My head turns slowly in his direction as he bends in mine. I mean, the guy’s big, but I’m bigger. He can fight, but he’s not willing to see that shit through. Billy’s got that moral compass that urges him to stop where I couldn’t care less. And he knows it.

He balls his hands up in fists at his desk, jaw tightening as he does his best to intimidate me one last time. My boy’s a bitch.

“Mine.”

I study her movements as she glides through the halls. Her hair bounces with each step brushing along her backpack, half-hiding her perfect ass. Her bum shakes a little as she walks, just a tease for me. Y/n slight skirt grazes just a few inches below her ass, leaving her bare legs on display.

I wonder what they’d look like over my shoulder… Spread wide on my bed as I devoured her perfect pussy. Damn. I bet she makes some pretty sounds. I can’t wait to hear that, to see her face, as she squirts all over my mouth and cock.

Where are you going, pretty girl?

She hooks a left, heading toward the coffee shop. I continue to follow my girl, watching as she strolls inside. Y/n walks toward the line, stalling next to the case of pastries, eyeing the bottom. Do it for daddy, baby. C’mon. There you go… She drops down, surveying the options. That goddamn ass… Does she know I’m watching? She’s gotta know. The paisley material tugs higher on her thighs, a peek of her round ass poking out the bottom.

She stands up again, taking another step, moving with the traffic flow. Y/n reaches into her purse, pulling out her phone. She smiles as she looks at the screen. Billy Hargrove 💕. I feel my heart pick up pace, my breathing quickening; rage boils inside me.

I gave him an order. This shit’s not up to him. I roll the tension out of my neck, fingers twisting into fists of my own. Where’s the fucking loyalty? She bites her bottom lip and smiles at the message, making me physically ill.

I’ve got distracted by her… Say somethin’ to make her forget about that.

“Uh, hey,” I rasp. Y/n continues to type up a little message. “Y/n?” I reach out, resting my hand on her arm.

“Oh, hi… Umm, Rafe?” She says my name, making everything stand still. I look down at the beautiful eyes and soft, pouty lips, the corners of which curl into a sweet smile.

“Uh, yeah,” I answer, trying to level my tone. “We’re in class together.”

“Yeah… She’s kind of a bitch. Right?” Y/n asks weakly as her eyes soften on mine, showing me pity like my feelings might have been hurt by that little exchange between the professor and me.

“Yeah, she sucks,” I laugh lightly, tossing my head down in fake shame. “The boys and I got a little rowdy last night. I didn’t read that shit. Did you? I mean, obviously-”

“On my way to class,” she giggles as she looks around playfully for our professor.

My mouth falls into an open smile. “Naughty girl. Coast is clear, by the way,” I rasp through a little laugh.

“Good,” Y/n sighs as she tucks some hair behind her ear.

“You’re really smart.” I praise, watching her cheeks blushing again, this time closer than before, making my heart bang in my chest.

“Thank you. Oh, umm, you’re a Delta. Right?” She asks, solidifying her answer as she eyes the embroidery on my polo.

“I am. And you’re Phi Mu?” Y/n grins as she nods in reply. “I’m headed over to your car wash after this.”

“Awesome. Yeah, Lyndsey was worried that the University might question where the money came from if we made anything off selling beer tonight.”

“A cover-up?” I smile down at her as I stuff my hands in my jeans.

“Mhmm,” she breathes. “The party’s gonna be huge. Do you think we’ll get busted?”

I chuckle at the sweet nativity of her question. “‘Course we will. Over 500 students in one place… But it’s a block party. Right? So they won’t be able to pinpoint anybody. Not usin’ the frat’s money directly. Cash. The boys are gonna pay me back as they sell cups. Untraceable.”

“Aww. That’s so nice of you,” she smiles. Her demeanor hasn’t faltered since we’ve spoken. She doesn’t seem to care about the material shit; my Breitling watch, the gold rings on my fingers. Her face didn’t light up when I dropped the fact that I would buy beer for the masses. She just said it was nice… Fuck, she’s perfect.

“I try… But, if we get busted, I’ll blame it on some beautiful Phi girl I know.”

She gasps playfully, smacking me in the chest. “You wouldn’t!” Everything tenses in my body as I fight back my arousal, covering the growing excitement in my slacks with my notebook.

Y/n looks over my shoulder, catching the girl’s eyes behind me as she tells us to move forward. “Sorry,” Y/n sighs apologetically, clearing the open space between us and the register. Y/n steps up to the counter, ordering a latte and a muffin before reaching into her purse.

“Oh, shit. No. Sorry! Let me,” I breathe as I hurry to her side. “I’ll pay for whatever she’s havin’ and a coffee for me: one cream, one sugar. Thank you.”

“Wow. Thank you, Rafe. You didn’t need to do that,” she coos.

“No problem, y/n.”

Gifts… That’s what my girl likes.

Well, shit. She’s gonna need a grand gesture. I can sneak into her room tonight. Check the essentials: dress size, music taste; the little things she enjoys.

I’ll take a look at her nightstand. How could I not? Gotta know what she uses to please herself so I know what I’m working with and what it takes to get her there. I want to know her better than she knows herself.

I follow along, trying to keep my eyes on her face, but I can’t help but roam her body. I’ve never seen anything like it, never seen anything so perfect for me. I never wanted anything so bad.

The barista walks over, setting down my coffee. I suck my teeth, regretting my choice, knowing if I got the same shit as her, I could have stayed. But I shouldn’t. “I’ll come by. Yeah? Don’t kill me… I gotta big ass truck, and she’s dirty as shit.”

“No worries,” she smiles sweetly. “I’ll see you there, Rafe. Oh, and thanks for the coffee again.” She reaches out, resting her hand on my arm.

“Of course, sweetheart.” I test a pet name, watching her smile widen. Just gorgeous.

I step away, walking towards the door. Looking over my shoulder as Y/n pulls out her phone, that same smile for Billy setting on her perfect lips.

He’s fucking dead.

I pull up toward the parking lot, falling into the line of cars; a caravan of dicks with their windows already rolled down. Fuckin’ dogs. I lean out as well, surveying the scene looking for her. Jesus fuckin’ Christ. I watch the gaggle of girls prancing around in their bikinis, excitement building as I frantically look for her.

My heart skips as I see her sporting the most clothes, donning yet the sluttiest outfit of them all. She’s an absolute fuckin’ tease in her cut-off jean shorts and white t-shirt, soaked with water. The material clings to her curves, teasing me with her little triangle top, gathered slightly, barely covering her tits.

She leans over and reaches into the bucket, pulling out a sponge before ringing out the soap. A guy rolls down the window of his Mercedes, bending his neck to watch as she washes the side. I can already tell where this is goin’. He smirks, watching her ass as she leans down, cleaning the rear fender. “Aww, sweetheart,” he soughs, “Uhh…You missed a spot.” Y/n smiles sweetly, lowering to where she was before, making me huff out an aggravated breath.

Her friend walks over with a hose, spraying down the suds that y/n left behind. Tori Clarence, a late-night Delta regular. She says something that makes Y/n laugh. Y/n claps back, teasing her sister through a wicked smile. Tori lifts the gun, spraying y/n with a stream of water, hitting her directly on her tits.

Y/n gasps as her shirt turns from milky white to practically see-through, the chilly water running down her perfect body, making her nipple hard. She panics to get warm, reaching for the bottom of her shirt. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. She pulls it over her body: soft skin, perfect boobs, and wet hair. Little lines of water cascade down her bare skin, rounding her curves catching on the denim of her shorts. Her eyes fall down her body, eyeing her damp state.

“Just do it, baby girl,” I moan, watching as she pinches her top button. I grab mine as well, tugging it open with her. I hiss at the sensation of my rock-hard cock in my hand, feeling some relief. This is the first time I’ve touched myself all day. I was edging myself as I studied her Instagram and TikTok page, saving my favorites to my phone. When I saw her in the parking lot, I swear I could have cum untouched.

I start to fist my cock as she leans over the trunk, her body perfectly positioned like I’m taking her from the back. Goddamn. I’d snake my rough hand up her soft skin, following the curve of her arched spine, drifting into her hair. I’d pull it back, feeling her pussy clench around my big dick. I’d spank her, cracking her tight little ass with the palm of my hand, leaving her red and bruised. Just one of the many ways I’d mark my girl. “Fuck, Y/n,” I moan her name as heat radiates through my body.

She walks along the side of the next car, letting me see her little triangle top: light blue, thin material, the blush of nipples visible. I roll my hand over my tip, whimpering at the sensation, imagining myself hitting the back of her throat as tears pool in her pretty, innocent eyes. Y/n looking up at daddy, mascara running down her cheeks as she throats me like the slut I know she can be. I’d hold her head in my hands, using her mouth to stroke my cock. My perfect little toy…

Fuck. I got a Fleshlight with her name on it. I’m gonna use those pictures when I get home… Gotta get myself ready for tonight. She has no clue what she’s in for. What I wouldn’t give to have my cock in her hand instead of my own. I’d make her jerk me off as she pleaded for my dick deep in that pretty tight cunt. I bet she’s so goddam wet. So, so fuckin’ tight.

“I know, baby. Daddy’s gonna give you his dick. Don’t worry,” I mumble, feeling my breathing start to increase with my pleasure. I thrust into my hand, fucking up into my fist as I watch her undo the loosened side strings of her bikini, tightening it again.

I eye the sign, catching the time. 11-4 PM. Yes… They’ll be here all afternoon. Just need to make a pit stop. Grab a pair of panties. Whatever I can get. I need to taste her. Stuff ‘em in my mouth as I study my prize. My hips stutter as I feel myself about to bust, imagining just how sweet she’ll taste. I work myself quicker, taking hold of my steering wheel as I rut into my hand.

‘Rafe. Rafe. Rafe.’ I can hear it now. See my little whore creamin’ on my cock as I give it to her over and over again.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby girl. Where do you want it?”

‘Deep in my pussy… Please, baby’. She’ll whimper and beg, pleading to get stuffed full. I’m gonna brush my fingers over her swollen clit, making her gush all over my cock and thighs, wetting everything around us until I’m pumping her full of my cum.

I’ll watch it drip out of her puffy pink hole, fucking it right back in, cleaning the rest off with my tongue before spitting it in her mouth.

My perfect cumslut.

I need it drippin’ out of her for days. Watchin’ my little angel walk into class, knowing just how good I dicked her down. I’ll watch her from my seat as she cleans the little cum tear off her inner thigh, slipping it between her lips as her eyes flick to mine, sucking it clean.

No one will have her again. “She was made for me.” The thought alone has my hand faltering; jaw falling slack. My stomach sinks, eyes doubling as she looks in my direction, matching my gaze. “Fuckkk…” My eyes roll back in my skull, toes curling, head thrown to the headrest as I cum harder than I ever have. Shit. I don’t even care if she saw. If she’s any girl of mine, she’d want to see it anyway.

My dirty little whore.

I look down at my jizz covered hand and lap. Goddamnit. I clear the gap between my car and the next before ripping off my shirt and wiping away my mess. I flip my hat on, snagging my protein shaker bottle from the passenger’s seat floor as I try to disguise the real reason I’m covered head to toe in sweat. I do my best to control my breathing, still running high from my climax, hit with the post-nut clarity that she may have seen it all.

She looks happy to see me… Real happy. Y/n smiles, making my heart race again as I meet her gorgeous eyes. She greets me happily, trotting up to my truck. “How are you doin’, sweetheart?”

She dunks her hand into the soapy bucket, grabbing a sponge. “Livin’ the dream,” y/n smiles, moving closer than expected. I take in her perfume, already so familiar to me, the smell of it revving me right up again.

“Sorry. I’m a sweaty mess,” I sigh. Her gaze falls down my body, studying me with a bashful smile.

“Just got done with a workout?” She asks.

“Mhmm…” I smile and nod in reply. “Pay now? Pay later?” I invite as I snag my wallet.

“Now,” she sings. “Donation based, so whatever you’re willing to give.” I thumb through my wallet, plucking out $200.

“Rafe…” She breathes, taking it off my hands. “Are you sure? This is a little much.” Y/n looks down at the cash in her hands before meeting my eyes again.

“Positive,” I assure.

“Well, that is very nice, Rafe Cameron,” she coos. Y/n uses my last name, making my stomach drop. She wouldn’t have known my last name unless she did some digging. I didn’t give it to her; I never said anything in class before today. She must have looked me up on Instagram or Snapchat… Maybe she asked one of her sisters about me.

I fight off a wide smile as she gets started on the car. She takes her time, putting in a little more effort than the cars before. She walks to the front of the cab, leaning over, breast jiggling as she swirls and circles the sponge on the hood. She rises a little higher on her tippy toes, unable to reach the rest.

“Here you go, babe.” Her friend sets down a ladder for Y/n. She bends over once more, the angle alone making my cock rock hard again as I imagine us fucking raw. Tonight… I’ll bend her over on the bathroom counter, just like she is now, the bass of the party on the street not even loud enough to cover her cries and my moans. I’ll pound into her as the slaps of our skin fill the bathroom. Her eyes shift to mine, catching my stare. She doesn’t drop focus, keeping her eyes on me as she continues to scrub. A smirk spreads on her lips, mirroring my own.

Baby girl…

Y/n steps down from the ladder before walking to her friend, grabbing the hose off her hands; taking her job instead. She sprays down the truck, cleaning off the suds. The light breeze catches the flow of water, sending little beads of it flying, catching on her perfect skin. My mouth waters as I imagine licking the glaze of it off her skin. Fuck… I don’t think I can take this.

“Alright, Mr. Cameron. You’re all set,” she smiles as she eyes her work. I bite my lip and nod.

“Thank you, princess. See you tonight.”

I pull forward, watching her from my wing mirror as she greets the next car. Her excitement fades as she welcomes the next. Good fuckin’ girl.

Next stop, Phi Mu.

A/N: Writing Part 2 after Kinktober 💋

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Heyyy! I’m the anon that asked for JJ overstimulation & was wondering if I could make a smut req for Rafe now! Tutor reader putting Bully Rafe in his place??? Like, she’s been tutoring him for a few weeks and all he does is make lewd comments and passes and be a dick etc - so she decides to shut him up and make him learn. Edging him with every question he gets right and not letting him cum until the whole page is done and all right - he’s a babbling, pleading mess. No Bully Rafe in sight 😫😫

“Oh—fuck, oh shit—“ Rafe fucking Cameron choked out desperately, his hard hot cock throbbing and pulsing hopelessly in your hand, the trip an angry neglected purple with pre cum slathered all over it.

“Answer the question Rafe.” You guide him sternly, one hand wrapped lazily around his dick, giving him just enough it make him shake and whine and throb but cutting it off everytime he got close, leaving him aching and wanting. You were sitting next to him at your desk, in your bedroom, the material for your tutoring session in front of you—his trousers and boxers pooled around his feet, hips bucking into your hand uncontrollably. You were fully clothed next to him, the picture of calm and authority.

He’d been your tutee for a while now—and you’d known him even longer as the fuck boy bully of your school. As a student, he wasn’t much better, also making inappropriate, dickish remarks and barely focusing on the learning. So, here you are now, forcing him to learn by using his pleasure as derivative.

(And, if you enjoyed seeing Rafe Cameron, the big bag bully at school, a whimpering whining shaking mess from just your hand, your denial of his pleasure.. then well, that was your business)

“Shit, shit, shit—I’m gonna—“ He whined out, loud and obscene, his dick twitching in your hand. You let go of him immediately, your hand going to his hair and tugging harshly in reprimand, bringing his eyes to yours.

Rafe cried out, body shaking and cock pulsing hopelessly - he sniffled as he brought his eyes to yours, the baby blues red rimmed, with anger and need and desperation (and probably coke too).

“Answer the fucking question Rafe.” You demand sternly, his hair in your grasp still. Eyes holding his.

He closed his eyes, nose scrunching in futile anger and overpowering painful need. He stammered out the answer to the question you’d asked—voice broken and garbled, thighs trembling faintly.

“Good boy.” You cooed patronisingly, giving his cheek a light slap. “It’s not so hard to listen to people when they tell you what to do, huh? You should learn to do it more. People might actually like you then.”

(He hated that way his dick throbbed and twitched like some desperate bitch at the praise. At your mean tone of voice)

“You fucking—I’m—you’re such a bitch.” Rafe gritted out, his voice cracking with a pitiful whimper, opening his eyes to give you a half lidded scowl—ruined fully by the flush on his cheeks, the way his legs were squirming about in the chair for something anything. Pathetic.

You laugh at him outright, your hand in his hair tightening even more as you move your face closer to his—letting your breath ghost over his lips.

“And you’re a dumb fucking slut.” You smile mockingly, moving his head to expose his neck and run your fingers over it, lightly holding it. “So desperate for anything, can’t even speak properly. Stumbling over your words like a toddler, baby. What happened to big bad Rafe?” You coo tauntingly, fingers tightening around his neck. “All your promises to make me feel good if I let you have me. Now fucking look at you, you couldn’t handle even a second in this pussy, baby.”

He bit down on his lips hard, almost drawing blood, his hands white knuckling his bare thighs as he squirmed and withered about in his chair—the heat in his cheeks flaming even hotter at your words, as well as the heat in stomach. The muscles of his abdomen clenching.

“I—I—I cou—“ Rafe stammered desperately, wanting to prove himself. Wanting to defend himself. He was on the verge of tears at this point, his mind foggy and wanting. Dick aching and pulsing harder than it had ever before. The hand on his neck and the brush of your breath against him sending shockwaves of pleasure up his spine that had him clenching his legs together, trying not to come from just your fucking words (god, he was so pathetic).

“I—I—I—“ You mock back, your hand traveling down from his neck to wrap around his pulsing neglected cock again, squeezing him. Spreading his thighs wide once more. “What you can do is finish answering the questions with that stupid slutty brain of yours, okay? Then maybe I’ll let you in my pussy. Even though you won’t last a second. Fuck, you probably never do.” You giggle tauntingly again, reciting off the next question for him to answer.

thinking about Rafe and somno (x/twitter p link !! don’t open in public)

cw; consensual somnophilia, dubcon, s1 Rafe, hints at ‘good girl’ reader, not exactly like the video but that’s ok 😅, soft!Rafe, wasn’t intended but he’s highkey soft in this 😅, unprotected p n v(always use protection!!) but Rafe pulls out.

a/n: wasn’t intending on making this so lovely dovey and soft but it is and tbh i’m not complaining 😭 i got this vid from @rafesbowbunny awhile ago, ty for blessing my eyes with this p link 💞

Rafe snuck in through your window, having previously been waiting for about ten minutes in his truck for you. His messages going through and on read but no reply from you. Why didn’t he walk through the door like a normal person? Well because your parents were curled up on the couch next to each other watching whatever old, rich, obnoxiously fake, stuck up rich people watched. Probably similar to the bullshit shows his parents watched.

He grunted as his feet landed on the floor and he finally hopped himself into your room. making a mental note to find an easier way up to your window. Just as he was about to speak and ask you why the fuck you weren’t responding to him he saw you on your bed, still in your clothes from earlier that day, phone in hand and sleeping away. He smirked slightly as he took in your sleeping figure, looking all pretty. He strolled over to your bed and took your charging phone out of your hand on onto the bedside table, about to shake you awake before he recalled something.

That something being a post-sex conversation he had with you about a month ago. How you went on about how hot it would be if you woke up to him using you and that your body was ‘free to use’ even if you were sleeping. Perhaps it turned you on too much- even expressing being comfortable with the usage of roofie pills(Which Rafe respectfully stated that he’ll never do nor is comfortable with). But he’d be lying if he said the thought of waking you up with his cock when you least expect it didn’t get him worked up. But lying he did, hence why he’s waited so long to surprise you, wanting you to think he wasn’t into it.

Rafe bit his lip as his eyes trailed down your figure. He knew fucking you awake would be risky to do with your parents down stairs- but that just made the situation even hotter, and it’s Rafe- why would he care?

So within just a couple seconds his clothes were discarded and he was climbing onto your bed. His movements careful as to not wake you. He rested on his knees as his hands roamed up and down your curves, stopping to squeeze the flesh of your hip. He sucked in a shaky and lustful deep breath as he hooked his finger under the waistband of your shirts and pulled them down along with your panties. Shifting your legs slightly to string the fabric off of your body and then throwing them off somewhere on the ground. Rafe bit his lip as he eyed your glistening, pretty folds, running a finger through them while his other hand gently placed itself back onto your ass and squeezed.

He shifted position again once your shorts and panties were off. Resting on his side. He reached over your body to lift your legs up further into your body in an almost sitting like position. Rafe let out a quiet groan as fisted his cock in his hand, looking down at your bare and vulnerable pussy.

Lifting his hand up to his mouth, Rafe spit into it and brought his hand back down to his cock and wrapped his hand around the base to spread the spit as a type of lube, his cock twitching at the pleasureful sensation. Rafe took his time as he shifted in his spot to easily run his cock up and down through your pussy folds, tapping the head of his cock against your clit. A smirk made its way onto Rafes face as he felt your body twitch at the sensation.

He teased himself as he circled the tip of his cock around your hole before sinking himself in, quickly biting his lip to stifle a loud moan from escaping his mouth as the warmth and tightness of your pussy enveloped his cock. Rafes mouth fell open in a quiet moan once he fully sheaved himself into your tight cunt. He had to wait a bit both for you and him: Him to get a grip on reality, already feeling like he’s in heaven and for your sleeping body to get used to it.

Once Rafe finally starts moving he has to bite his lip to prevents moans from spilling out of his lips. He couldn’t help himself from glancing up towards the door, heightening the pleasure and even a hint of fear at the thought of your parents waking up to see their perfect, innocent and precious daughter getting used in their sleep. His thrusts stayed more on the gentle and slow side but steady pace, planting his larger hand on the flesh of your ass and squeezing lightly.

He couldn’t help but admire your sleeping position, hair messy and thrown around your pillows. Breathing steady and gentle. Dreaming about god knows what.

Rafes breathing got more breathy and quick as he felt you shift slightly and pussy clench around his cock. But it wasn’t enough, he needed to be deeper and in your plushy walls. So he shifted his position once again, hovering his body over yours as he kept himself up by his fists, planted on either side of you. His body was practically caging yours as he breathed in your scent. The new position letting Rafe fuck you both easier and deeper. Your walls felt so good around him and the slower pace felt like a tease due to the lack of your moans, noises n reactions to help him get off, so he couldn’t help but speed up his pace.

And that’s when you woke up, pussy clenching around him as you felt yourself regain consciousness from your nap, dazed and confused before you immediately felt something fucking itself into you and someone else’s body heat along your side. In your confused state you didn’t think properly and simply felt panicked when you looked and saw someone else’s body over you.

Rafe was too lost in the pleasure to pay attention to you waking up, missing the way your heartbeat sped up along with your breathing. He then froze slightly as he felt your hair shift against his face, lifting his head up to see the panic quickly settling onto your features. He stopped his thrusts and quickly darted his hand up to your mouth, preventing any noises before they even came.

“Hey- hey, just me babe.” He whispered, though his tone was slightly panicked itself, his own heartbeat speeding up.

Your eyes darted up to his as you heard his words, immediately feeling a wave of both relief and arousal come over you. Rafe grinned as he felt your breathing and heartbeat slow down and your eyes become wide with lust instead of fear, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. His hand moved from your face down to your waist and squeezed lightly, grin still plastered on his face as he lowered his head down to your neck, breathing in your scent before speaking teasingly through kisses. “Good nap?”

You let out a yawn, followed by a moan as his thrusts picked up again and he started placing soft kisses to your neck. “Yeah… even better was when i woke up.” You teased back, grinning slightly as your hands made way to his hair.

Rafe chuckled as he brought his head back up from your neck, typical cocky grin spread on his face. “Imagine how your parents would feel if they walked into me fucking their perfect daughter? And finding out she asked for it previously.” He continued to tease, leaning back up to put enough space between his and your bodies to allow him to push your body down onto your back instead of your side, moving your leg over as well before he enveloped your body into his again. Rafe’s elbows resting on either side of your body.

Leaning down, Rafe captured your lips into a kiss before you could come out with some smart comeback. His hips rocking back into yours as his hands explored your curves. The usually agonizingly slow position feeling very pleasurable in this moment.

You two simply enjoyed each other’s company. Rafe moving his head back down into your neck to mark what’s his and hide the sounds of his own grunts and heavy breathing. You wrapped your legs around his hips as you let out soft but pleasure filled moans. Every sound you make sounding like absolute heaven.

“So pretty..” Rafe murmured into your neck as he glanced up at you, cheeks flushed as he bit his lip before speaking again. “Especially for just waking up.”

Your face flushed even more at his words as you giggled, biting your lip slightly as you looked down at him. “And you’re handsome.” You complimented cheekily, playing with strands of his hair. Rafe let out a shaky breath mixed with a moan at your words. Biting your neck as his pace slowly became less steady and more quick, signalling that he was about to cum.

Rafes hand found way down to your clit as he started rubbing quick circles on the bundle of nerves. Your own moans raising in frequency and pitch as you felt the sudden, overwhelming sensation on your clit, unmatching to his thrusts. It was such a perfect combination that made you feel like you were about to cum and go up to heaven in seconds.

You grabbed a fistful of Rafes hair as you felt that knot in your stomach slowly come closer and closer to snapping, letting Rafe know in a high pitched, attempting to be quiet breath. “Oh fuck.. ‘mma cum imma cum-“ You chanted, legs wrapping tighter around his hips as you squealed at Rafes fingers increasing their rushed pace on your clit.

“Yeah? me too baby, c’mon.” He said breathlessly, cock twitching inside you at your words. Placing one last sloppy, open mouthed kiss to your neck before letting out a loud moan, quickly pulling out as his cum decorated your stomach and pyjama shirt in long, white, sticky strings of cum. Your own arousal escaping you in clear liquid, absolutely soaking both your sheets and Rafes lower half.

The two of yours loud breaths were the only sound that filled the room as you both came down from your highs. Needless to say; that felt fucking amazing. Perhaps it was all the mix of taboo things; fucking upstairs while your parents watched tv and Rafe fucking you while you were asleep.

Rafe let out a breathy chuckle as he placed a kiss against your cheek and pulled away. Looking down at the absolute mess you made. He grinned as he glanced down at you; “Squirted from this?” He asked, teasing you as if that wasn’t one of the most pleasurable orgasms he’s had.

You grinned back up at him as squeezed your legs together playfully to cover yourself. Nodding at his words, completely tired, blissed and fucked out. “Yeah, was so hot to wake up to that.” You said with an un-matching innocent sounding giggle. Stretching your arms over your head as you yawned.

“Yeah? that a sign i should sneak in and fuck you while you’re sleeping with your parents downstairs more often?” Rafe teased, Shifting to throw one leg off the bed and reach for a random article of clothing to dry the two of yous up.

“Yes.” You replied simply but tiredly, watching as he grabbed the piece of clothing, yawning yet again as sleep again threatened to take over your body.

Rafe couldn’t help but smile genuinely as he looked back at you and saw your sleepy expression. Leaning up and forward to give you a goodnight. “‘mk, now go back to sleep, i’ll clean this shit up.”

⟡ ݁₊ . written by sarahsangelicdoll, 2025 on tumblr! © do not repost on any third party website or repost as yours

⟡ ݁₊ . tagging muts: @moonlightrafe @bloodibambiidoll @winnie1emon @cameronsprincess @hvnlygrl

Miguel + Robby X Reader Pt 1

Warnings: May be sad to some! This is also THE special I’ve been working on and now it’s completed! It is over 5,000 words long but will be separated into 2 parts for being to long!

The Choice

You wait for your lovely boyfriend Miguel to walk out of his history class as you stand out of the way of the other people walking out the room.

Soon Miguel walks out, sulking with his head down. You stop him "hey baby" You say sweetly as you grab his hand and tug him back a little to which he does.

He doesn't have a smile on his beautiful lips and he looks tired which alarms you as you know he's in distress. But none the less Miguel speaks "hey..." he says almost forcing a happy tone.

You place your hand on the back of his neck and pull him in for a small but genuine kiss which he returns. "I'll catch up with you" Demetri says pointing down the hall.

Miguel turns around "yeah, yeah" he reply's with a little wave before he slowly turns back to you.

"What's wrong?" You ask obviously worried, as you hold onto his hand tighter.

"Uh, nothing I was just a little distracted while taking the practice... test-" Miguel starts as his frown only grows.

"Why?" You ask genuinely.

He thinks for a second, not meeting your eyes as he shakes his head "the tournament, I don't have a lot of time to prepare so" He says obviously lying, but you hold off on it for now.

"Well, you're going to do amazing" You reply with a smile.

He nods his head as a long pause came between you both as he puts his head down before looking back at you "so uh what'd you do last night?" Miguel questions.

"Oh, a family dinner" You reply with a eye catching smile.

"I'd like to meet them some time..." Miguel says shaking his head as he continues to frown.

You almost say yes as fast as you can, but soon you remember about what your dad said about Cobra Kai's but you could care less; Miguel is an amazing boy and if he doesn't like him he will have to go through you first.

Your eyes sparkle as you set yourself on a decision "I'd love that!" You say excitedly, catching Miguel off guard.

His whole demeanor changed into a happy one, as you continue to rant "oh babe and don't be alarmed if you see a boy there, his name is Robby and he learns karate with my dad and also works for him" You reply honestly.

Miguel's smile widens, as you told him the truth it made his heart beat ten times the normal rate. "Oh! And I'd love to meet your mom" You say excitedly.

Miguel feels his heart swell over how excited you are "you have nothing to worry about there, she'll love you just as much as I love you" He reply's as he sees hearts flowing around his vision.

"Oh and of course my Yaya, I think she'll definitely fall in love with you" He says, feeling more excited.

"I can't wait to meet them, and I love you too Migi" You say letting go of his hand and wrapping your arms around his neck, placing a gentle kiss to his lips.

"Does tonight sound good?" You question as you both pull away.

"Tonight sounds perfect..." He agrees, feeling as though he was the luckiest boy on this earth.

"Perfect!" You say excitedly as you grab Miguel's hand and lead him down the hallway, seeing as it was the end of the day meaning school is officially over for today.

  "Okay so, what should I wear?" Miguel asks nervously.

  "Come as your handsome self" You reply, with a smile as you peck his cheek.

Miguel blushes at the compliment "I can't wait to meet your family" he says nudging your shoulder a little.

"I can't wait for you to meet them to!" You reply pressing your intertwined arms together against your body.

  "I'm sure they'll love you" You incur-rage.

  "What about your dad? You know with the whole Cobra Kai rival? With my sensei?" Miguel questions, suddenly feeling insecure.

  Miguel had of course known about your dad, and everything that sensei told him but he loves you and he doesn't care that you're a LaRusso or about a family rival.

  You sigh "honestly Miguel, that's between them two I'm not going to ruin something amazing for me over a teenage rival" You state honest.

Miguel smiles, showing his braces that manage to make him look even cuter "I honestly don't get it either" He shakes his head, with a chuckle.

"Well I could 100% see why Johnny would still be in this mind frame, I mean you wouldn't want someone swooping in on your girl would you?" You half joke, I mean you love your dad but sometimes he makes choices that weren't always the best.

"No I definitely wouldn't..." Miguel says stopping to admire your piercing eyes.

  You blush slightly at the sneaky comment, "okay okay..." you nudge his arm playfully causing him to smile goofy.

  "Tonight is going to be amazing"

TIME-SKIP

The drive back was pretty comfortable, you dropped Miguel off back at his as he got ready while you drove back home to get ready and inform your parents.

  "Hey mom have you seen dad?" Sam asks as she walks into the kitchen, looking around.

  Mom drys her hands from doing the dishes and walks over to Sam "no, he's out and I need to talk to you" She says placing her hand on her hip.

  "Did you get into a hit and run accident a few months ago?" Mom questions furrowing her brows.

  I raise my brows at this, definitely interested Sam doesn't say anything except looks down guiltily. Moms jaw drops "oh my god" She says in disbelief.

  Sam snaps her head back up determination in her eyes, "it wasn't me driving mom- I swear- it-it was Yasmin" Sam starts but before she could finish her story mom interrupts shaking her head. 

  "I don't care who was driving, I you should have told us this- I mean do you know how much trouble you caused?" Mom asks healing her head down, giving Sam a serious look.

  "Im sorry..." Sam says biting her bottom lip.

  "Sorry is not going to cut it- I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're grounded" Mom reply's holding her hand out "give me your phone" she finishes.

  Sam opens her mouth in shock "why?" She asks using hand gestures to show her emotions.

  "Because as long as you have internet-" mom points at the stairs "sending you to your room is like sending you out to play" She says as Sam pulls out her phone lazily.

  "Don't forget her lab top and smart watch" Anthony buts in with a cheeky smirk as he bites on a pickle he got out of the fridge.

  Sam looks at him and mumbles under her breath as Mom holds out her other hand, for Sam to put the watch in.

  Sam walks away sulking, "even I can't believe that happened" You mumbled, Sam had never really gotten in trouble. Yeah you knew her knew friends were apart of the popular group and they were kinda like the mean girls- well not really Moon, she's a sweetheart.

  "Me either" Mom agrees in disbelief.

  You had never really gotten in real trouble either, Your mom Amanda and Dad Daniel were a little more easy on you seeing as you were a couple months older than Sam.

  You never did rub it in her face though, you always treated both Sam and Anthony equally. Sometimes more rough with Anthony seeing as he can be a pain most days.

  You and Sam had a bunch of things in common, for example you were both fighters, you both loved people unconditionally, and you both did karate.

  Well Sam quit eight years ago, but you never did you actually enjoyed doing it. So while everyone was asleep you would do it up in your room, you were surprised dad quit for the simple fact that he always talked about kicking the competition on commercials but quit in real life.

But this was it, you were fixing to tell Amanda about Miguel "Hey mom, i was wondering if I could have a guest over tonight?" You nervously question, biting your bottom lip.

She turns around from the sink "of course honey, who is it may I ask?" She questions.

"It's my boyfriend, Miguel" You admit, feeling your heart race just a bit.

Amanda smirks as she nods her head "ahhh okay, yes you can have him over just inform your dad when he gets back from dealing with his karate rival" She rolls her eyes playfully at the end statement, causing you to laugh; relived.

After a couple minutes goes by Sam is sitting at the kitchen table doing homework still sulking about being grounded while Anthony is rubbing it in her face about her not having internet.

Soon the doorbell rings causing Anthony to lay his iPad down before getting up excitedly "maybe that's the drone I bought from Amazon" he says as he rushes towards the door.

Amanda soon realizes what he said as she looks up from her paper work, following him behind "you bought a drone?" She questions as she follows him to the door.

Sam sighs as she keeps looking at moms purse which held her phone "dude you're just gonna torture yourself even more" You reply as you take a seat in front of her.

She rolls her eyes "I know but I was supposed to go to a party with Moon and now I can't even let her know I'm not coming" She sighs.

"I'll text her for you" You reply pulling out your phone.

"Really? That'd be great! Just let her know that I'm grounded" Sam grumbles as she says 'grounded'.

"Sure thing" You laugh as you send the quick message to Moon.

"Anyways, I'm having my boyfriend over for dinner" You say nervously, at what Sam would say.

Her eyes widen "do tell" She smiles.

"It's Miguel, I'm sure you've seen him around before" You comment.

She thinks for a minute "oh yeah, we had a class together last semester but I don't remember him to much" She exclaims.

"Hey Robby what's going on?" You hear your mom ask.

"Well, I'm going to see what's up" You nod your head towards Sam and she salutes you, a sister thing you both had.

"-you know what... never mind come on in.." Amanda says using hand gestures.

"Hey Robby" You smile as he walks in the house.

You and Robby had grew close, but it was mostly friendly on your part... his not so much but you didn't know that.

"Hey, how's it going?" Robby smirks slightly, as always.

Amanda walks back to the kitchen table as Robby follows you around "it's going..." You chuckle.

"What about you?" You questions politely.

"Same old for me" He reply's holding onto his backpack strap.

"So what shall we do while we wait on my dad?" You question walking out to the back patio with the pool.

"well.. do you know karate?" Robby smirks.

"Ohhh-" You laugh "-as a matter of fact I do smart one" You raise your eyebrow.

"Well then show me..." He teases as he sets down his backpack and pulls off his jacket.

"Alright-" You cock your head to the side as you pull off your light jacket as well.

Robby gets into stance as you follow behind "show me what you know" You nod your head up suggestively.

"Okay..." He smirks as he lands a kick to your side to which you immediately block.

He raises his eyebrows as he try's to land a punch to your face to which you block with your hand swapping it away before kicking under his foot causing him to tumble down, you following as your foot was caught with his.

You let out a laugh until you soon realized you were straddling Robby's waist which immediately shut you up as Robby looked up at you and you rested your hands on the concrete being you.

"Well this is awkward..." You spit out as you noticed the awkward tension built up.

You pull yourself off of his lap as you reach your hand down and pull him up as well "are you okay?" You question with a chuckle trying to move the awkward tension away.

Robby clears his throat "uh yeah all good" He reply's as you both get into your stances.

You place a kick to his side to which he misses on blocking and he kneels over holding his side causing you to laugh "watch yourself" You chuckle.

He stands back up straight with a small smirk as you go to strike a punch on his face to which he block, keeping his hold on your hands and pulls you closer to him, your body's colliding causing your eyes to widen as they stare into his green orbs.

Nothing is said as you both stare into each other's eyes, slowly leaning closer. Robby's eyes land on your lips and that's when you realize what you're doing.

You pull away "oh my god" You gasp, feeling guilt rush over your body at even looking someone in the eyes like that other than Miguel.

Meanwhile Robby is confused "what is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He questions worriedly.

You can't be mad at him, I mean he doesn't even know you have a boyfriend for god sakes. "No uh- I just it's not right- I have a boyfriend- I couldn't do that to him" You state.

Robby's head falls "oh...-I understand" He lifts his head back up nodding.

Clearly you could see his heart cracking, and it broke yours to at the sight but he needed to know the truth.

"I'm sorry- I didn't tell you sooner- or anyone for that matter-" You ramble feeling like it was somewhat your fault.

"No hey i get it- it's none of my business of who you talk to" Robby says sliding his jacket back on.

"But still I'm sorry-"

"I get it alright- I know okay" He confirms as he stops to look you dead in the eye, almost staring into your soul.

He kneels back down grabbing his backpack before walking back into the house, you grab your thin coat and walk over to the door leaning your back onto the wall listening in to the conversation.

"Oh hey Robby would you like to stay for dinner?" Amanda questions.

"No thank you Mrs. L, I wouldn't want to intrude" Robby says with a polite smile.

"Oh it's no bother at all you know we love having you over" She admits, with a smile.

"Okay I'll stay..." Robby sighs defeated, as Amanda smirks satisfied.

"Make your self at home" She says sweetly as Robby walks into the living room, and sits down awkwardly. Clearly not fully comfortable yet.

You sigh as you walk into the living room and sit down on the other couch opposite of Robby, causing his attention to go on you and suddenly you were regretting not going to your room because of the awkward tension.

"Hi" You say, as if you both hadn't almost kissed despite you having a boyfriend.

"Hey..." He reply's even though he kept his tone mono.

You sigh and throw your head against the couch pillow, fully letting your body relax. As you did this you went into deep thought, you loved Miguel with everything in you but you didn't know if you liked Robby or not.

Your mind kept wandering back to the almost kissing session you and Robby would've had if you hadn't pulled away. I mean you felt something but it didn't feel as strong as when you met eye contact with Miguel.

Maybe it was because you hadn't know Robby as long as you knew and been with Miguel.

You run your hand through your hair and down your face following around your neck as you relax into the couch deeper.

While doing this Robby couldn't help but stare, he thought you were stunning. He slowly leant back into the couch finally getting comfortable now as he gazes up at you. You couldn't even feel his gaze at how deep in thought you were.

  Robby knew what he wanted and he knew he wanted you, he wanted be the one you loved, cuddled, and cried to when you were feeling sad. He scoffed internally as he thought about you having a boyfriend.

  Soon your phone started ringing, you picked up your head from the comfortable couch as you had almost fell asleep, you lift up and grab your phone out of your back pocket to see who was ringing you.