Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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tw: mentions of sex

"She's down," you whispered as you slipped into your bedroom after getting your tyrant of a daughter to go to sleep. Rafe popped his head out of the bathroom where he was brushing his teeth, so you walked in there with him and hopped up on the counter.

"We really need to figure out how to get her to sleep and to stay asleep," you started as Rafe finished up and rinsed out his mouth. "Like at this point, she would be sleeping throughout the night." Rafe wiped off his mouth and moved to stand between your legs that were dangling off the countertop. "But she's not." His arms slipped around your waist and hoisted you up. Out of habit, you linked your ankles behind his back and wrapped your arms around his neck like a child. "And it's beginning to worry me. Should I be worried?" You were so into your head that you weren't paying Rafe any attention while his lips worked at your neck. "Are you even listening?" you chuckled as you pulled his face from where he was marking up your skin.

"Yeah, but you just look so good right now," he spoke before reattaching his lips to your jaw. "In your little shorts and my shirt," he practically growled while assaulting your flesh. "I know this is important to you and I'm getting you off track but you look perfect right now. We don't get much time to ourselves anymore and I miss you."

"I miss you too," you whispered, gripping his jaw to press your lips to his quickly. You then pulled back and thumped his forehead. "But stop trying to seduce me, Cameron! We have a serious issue here."

He sighed as he set you down on the bed but he laid on top of you, his head resting on your chest. "No, I don't think there's much to worry about. This happens with every baby. Wheezie took forever to sleep throughout the night from what I remember so maybe it's a Cameron thing but babies move at different paces. Don't stress on this, babe."

"A Cameron thing? God, fuck you," you quipped as your fingers found his hair.

"Well I tried to fuck you but you thumped me," he pouted before his lips started to move across your neck.

"That I did, love bug," you mumbled as you kissed the spot where you flicked him. "I'm sorry. Is there any way I could make it up to you?"

"I'm sure there's something we could work out."