Rafe cameron imagines by Ailee. <3

The Tutor -🦋,🫦

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P in V, Trying to muffle moans, reader with an innocent image, mention of masturbation, POV switch.

Summary: Wheezie's new German Tutor seems to attract Rafes attention.

Y/e/c - Your eye color
Y/h/c - Your hair color

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Rafe's POV:

„Okay Wheezie you're pretty good with your grammar but you need to study harder on „Der, Die, Das" I hear someone's voice I've never heard from the living room. Something about this voice was pulling me toward the living room as if a big magnet was pulling on my body.

I stand still contemplating if I wanna walk into the living room and see who owns that beautiful voice or just walk up the stairs and ignore it.

I feel a shoulder collide with my left side and stumble a step to the right. „Oh, I'm so sorry." I hear the voice that's been pulling me to the living room just one minute earlier.

I look down to see who owns the voice. „Oh it's fine I was standing in the way." I answer, getting lost in her y/e/c eyes.

„Did you just say something nice or am I dumb?" I suddenly hear Wheezie ask as she stares at me from the doorway.

I walk into her direction and use all my strength to shove my little sister out of the way making her nearly collide with the bar behind her. „Shut up you little cockroach" I snarl feeling my cheeks redden as I walk out and into the garden.

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I've been watching Wheezie's new tutor enter and leave the house for the past three months now and can't help but feel something pull her to me, something that screams ‚kiss her, hold her tight, make her yours Rafe.' And I don't know what happened but I get super nervous when I'm around her and this has never happened to me.

Her name is Y/n, she has y/e/c eyes, y/h/c hair, light freckles around her nose and she always wears those brightly coloured tops that make her stand out wherever she is. She radiates innocence and smells like lavender but also like mango or vanilla or home. My head is turning mush and she consumes every and each of my thoughts and it's driving me crazy.

Whenever I pleasure myself the image of her pops up, I imagine her on her knees taking me down her throat or her hands wrapping around my shaft and making me feel so incredibly good. My orgasms haven't been this good in so long and whenever I hook up with a girl, I imagine she's y/n.

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Y/n's POV:

„Great work Wheezie I'm proud of you!!" I congratulate her on her first A+ on a German test.

„I will be back I just have to go to the toilet real quick!" I quickly tell her rushing up the stairs.

I see Rafe walking down the hallway into my direction his eyes glued to his phone.

„Oh! Hey Rafe! How are you?" I ask him, smiling.

He looks up at me, a smile spreading across his face.

„I'm pretty good thanks, how about you?" He asks me tucking his phone into his pocket.

„I'm good too, thanks." I answer putting my hands into the pockets of my ripped shorts that suddenly feel too revealing with Rafe's eyes set on my body.

We stand there for a few moments in something like awkward silence until Rafe breaks it.

„So... Uh... you look really pretty today, you know?"