Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

Rafe ~ yayo

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POV: you go to a party hosted by Topper and meet his friend

Warning: drug use, sexual content

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When you arrived at the party, the driveway was already packed with cars. You got out of the car and made your way inside, instantly feeling the weight of everyone's stares as they whispered amongst themselves.

With a sigh, you made your way to the kitchen, which was littered with an obscene amount of alcohol. The world was your oyster, at least for the night. Grabbing a can of beer, you popped the top and took a long sip of the cold, bitter liquid.

"They've got yayo downstairs if you've got cash. Apparently, it's top quality," you overheard someone say as they passed by.

Your face twisted in disgust.

Yayo? That's what they called it here? Gross.

You descended the steps, noticing the groups of people crowding around the glass table. Kelce is in the midst of doing his bump.

"Whoo!" He yells as he gets to his feet, "this is crazy!"

"You know, 40 isn't enough for the amount of coke you've been doing tonight, but I'll let it slide this time." Rafe says to the girl beside him.

You reach into your wallet and holds a hundred bill in between your fingers, putting it over Rafe's shoulder.

"Thank you. Go ahead."

You stood there, unfazed, as Rafe took the bill from your hand. He was too preoccupied to even glance your way, his attention fixed on the table where lines of coke were being laid out, ready for you.

You walked around the couch he was sitting on and kneeled on the side of the table, grabbing the rolled up bill in between your thumb and index finger. Rafe's eyes peered over the bills he was counting and skimmed your body, your arched back and the way you held your hair in one hand while the other was holding the bill steady, moving across the table as you inhaled sharply.

You sat back on your heel, tilting your head back and letting the drip run down your throat. Anyone could tell this wasn't your first time.

"That was hot..." Kelce says, trailing off.

Rafe sits back on the couch, his tongue running his inner cheek.

You opens your eyes as you eyed him down. A smirk appearing on his lips as he scanned your entire body again. He scoots over and pats the seat next to him. You get up without hesitation and sit on his lap instead.

"Oh shit..." Kelce says.

"So...are you new here?"

"You could say that. Y/N." You introduce, extending your hand.

"Rafe." He says, meeting your hand with a light shake.

He leans forward and hands you a rolled up bill. "After you."

You gladly takes it from him and scoots into the seat between his legs, leaning over the pre lined coke, inhaling through your other nostril to even out the numb feeling. You instantly felt its effects on your body but it didn't distract you enough to feel something hard poke against your ass.

You tilts your head back again and exhales. 

Damn, this tastes like bananas.

"Not your first rodeo huh?" Kelce says from beside you.