step brother - rafe cameron

chap 3

after rafe and topper become friends again. topper hasn't stopped being touchy with you. you're scared to tell rafe because God knows what could happen in a situation like that. he almost killed the guy last time...

"bro this movie is so sad, what the hell," you sob while sitting next to sarah.

"oh man, the controller isn't working," sarah sighs.

"is it the batteries?" you check.

"i'm not sure," sarah tries to use it again. "can you go ask rafe if he has any batteries, please?"

"yeah of course!"

as you get closer to his room, you hear weird noises.

"rafe?" you ask from a distance.

he doesn't answer so you open the door which is unlocked.

as you open the door, you regret that decision right away. you see rafe sitting on the edge of his bed and some chick kneeling on the ground.

you're eyes widen as you see her mouthing going back and forth over his..

rafe turns over to you and his eyebrows rise so fast looking at you then back to the girl.

"oh shit," rafe stutters. "i thought i locked the door."

"i was gonna ask if you had any batteries but it looks like you're in the middle of something so i'll just come back later," you chuckle while covering your eyes.

"can we finish this some other day?" rafe whispers to the girl.

the girl rolls her eyes leaving the room.

"you didn't have to do that rafe," you seem awkward. "i couldve just came back."

"yeah but then my plan wouldn't have worked," rafe lays back.

"what plan?"

"oh you know likeee .. make sure the controller is broken so then you would have to come in my room.  also maybe sure the door was unlocked leading you to see me half naked," rafe smirks.

"speaking of which, PLEASE pull up your pants," you turn around.

"all done," rafe signals you to face him. "ugh, but my zipper seems to be stuck."

you look down at his pants which are unzipped.

"can you help me," he asks softly.

you shake your head with a little smile and go down on your knees. but not in THAT way.

you try fixing the zipper but it actually won't budge. i guess he really wasn't lying.

"it's stuck, rafe," you say as he tucks your hair behind your ear.

you give him "fuck me eyes".

"stop, y/n," he looks down at you.

"stop what?" you smirk, moving your fingers around his dick.

"im gonna fuck you so hard if you keep doing that," he whispers, holding your neck.

"sarah's waiting for me," you get up realizing you've taken too long.

you go halfway down the stairs and see that she's asleep. at that point, you decide to just stay in rafes room.

"you're so lucky, rafe cameron," you shut the door not locking it.

you get down on your knees and this time not to fix his zipper.

as you touch his waistband, wheezie barges in.

"WHEEZIE," you yell.

"what. the. fuck." she looks at you and the position you're in.

"language, wheezie," rafe smirks as if he's enjoying this.

"wheezie i promise i was just fixing his zipper," you try to make an excuse even though that really was what you were doing in the first place. "come touch it, wheezie."

"WHAT?!" wheezie and rafe both panic.

"I MEANT COME TOUCH THE ZIPPER," you roll your eyes.

"fuck no?! that's weird," rafe makes it more complicated.

"oh so it's weird if i do it and not her??" wheezie says confusingly.

"why don't you guys just both get out of my room," rafe jumps to lay down on his bed. "you're giving me a headache."

"you mean she's giving you head and im giving an ache," wheezie says as a boss.

"WHEEZIE WHAT THE FUCK?! EW NO!!" you palm your forehead.

rafe chuckles and smirks as he throws the blanket over himself.