Rafe Cameron Imagines

😳paranoid😳(pt.2)

summary: playing two sides & two different guys has always been fun for you. especially these two. JJ and Rafe. one Pogue, one Kook. they hate each other. they never talk, so how would they ever find out? 🤔

tw: graphic sexual content(18+),club atmosphere, alcohol/drug consumption,toxicity, engaging in acts of a threesome

spice:🌶️🌶️🌶️/5

When you open your eyes, you feel like you're about to be sick after seeing JJ.

How the hell did they even find out?

All this time, you were being careful but you've just been caught red-handed. As embarrassing as it is, neither one of them seemed particularly mad— which made you feel even more uneasy about the whole situation. After a few beats of silence, you have no choice but to speak up and say something, anything.

"Uh...h-hey, Jayj." You gulp so loud that it can probably be heard by all the people on the dance floor.

Even though JJ's the one you were speaking to, Rafe answers.

"So...you've been caught. Obviously. Do you know why I had him come up here?" The devilish smirk on Rafe's face only adds to the terror you feel.

"Uh no...I- I don't."

"You've been fucking both of us separately...so..."

It takes a little time for you to register exactly just what Rafe is suggesting. But once you realize, a wave of arousal washes over your body.

"Are...are you saying...?"

"Yeah, y/n. That's exactly what we're saying." JJ takes a couple steps closer to you as he finally chimes in to speak, both boys now just inches from you.

You never even thought of this happening. But now the thought of it is creating some terribly filthy images in your mind, and you've never been more excited for anything before.

"Sit down." Rafe takes you by the hand as he leads you back to the black leather couch in the VIP area of the club, and JJ follows directly behind.

You'd be lying if you said you're not a little scared, but the intrigue is outweighing the fear, so you weren't going to back out. This would be the first threesome you've ever had. You would've never put yourself in this position willingly, but here you are.

As soon as you sit down, both boys sit next to you on either side. Rafe to your left and JJ to your right. JJ takes a strand of your hair in his fingers, and movies it behind your ear. It sends shivers throughout your whole body. Rafe's hand darts out to your thigh, rubbing his thumb across the spot right above your knee.

JJ's mouth finds its way to your neck, his lips brushing against them ever so gently as he places gentle kisses at first, but they become hungrier by the second.

"Oh, god" you moan.

"Yeah, he can't save you now. You're dancing with the devil, babygirl" Rafe breathes out huskily as his hand inches closer and closer to your sweet spot, finally landing there.

His hand slips under your lace panties and rubs you.

"Oh, shit. You like this, huh? Both of us at the same time. So wet for us, baby. JJ, feel her".

Your jaw slacks at the feeling of both of their hands on your pussy now. Rafe continues his torture on your clit as JJ slips a finger into you, biting down on his own lip when he feels all of your juices. You can't believe what's happening right now. Never in a million years did you think that you'd be in a threesome situation with both of them.

"Oh, fuck. That...that feels so good", you moan once again.

"So good for us, baby." JJ speaks in a whispered tone and slides another finger into your slickness.

You can't help but blush, hearing those words come out of JJ, it seemed like more of a Rafe thing to say. But the fact that it's coming from JJ just increases your arousal even more.

You feel Rafe's big, calloused hand slide to the other side of your face, turning it toward him.

"Give daddy a kiss, baby." You feel yourself get even wetter— if that was possible, at those words. Rafe always knew just what to say— and how to say it.

You slowly lean in, your lips inching closer to Rafe's until they finally meet. Your lips moving in perfect harmony. Rafe deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop of the taste of you. You moan into the kiss, causing his free hand to come up and grip your neck, just the way you like it.

You knew it was horrible to think, but if you ever had to choose between keeping Rafe around or keeping JJ around, Rafe was the only right answer. No matter how much of a flirt he was with other girls, or if he never wanted to be exclusive with you, you didn't care. The choice was and will always be Rafe. No one can kiss you like he does. No one can make you melt like he does. And most importantly, no one can fuck you like he does.

Hey loves. I'm sorry I've been MIA for so long, I've been working on getting my 2nd book published & marketing that, so things have just been INSANE but I wanted to come back here to my roots❤️remember, if you have any specific requests just leave a comment and I'll do my best to make it happen😊