Outer Banks Imagines ~ JJ and Rafe

Rafe ~ you have a small dick

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The tension at the Enduro Championships was palpable, but not because of the roaring engines or the cheering crowd. No, it was because of him. You could feel his eyes burning into you, even as you tried to focus on anything else.

Kie nudged your side, leaning in close. "Why's Rafe looking at you like that?"

"I don't know," you lied, keeping your voice casual. But when you glanced over, you saw it—the way his tongue flicked across his lower lip, and suddenly, you were assaulted by vivid memories of what that tongue had been doing to you last night. Your cheeks burned, and you quickly turned away.

"I need a drink," you muttered, escaping toward the bar.

The moment you had a cup in your hand, he was there, standing beside you with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. "Hey."

You didn't even bother looking at him. "What part of 'keep it on the down low' don't you get?" You say, looking around to make sure no one was suspicious of you two.

"Can't help it," he murmured, his voice low and teasing. "Not when you're standing there looking like that. As if you weren't just moaning my name last night."

Your eyes widened in panic as you immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, glaring at him. "You say another word, one more word, and I swear to god I'll tell everyone you have a small dick."

He arched a brow, his lips curling into a grin beneath your hand. When you pulled it away, he leaned closer, whispering, "You and anyone else would know that's not true."

Your jaw dropped, and you huffed, shoving him back. "Ugh, you're disgusting."

"And you," he said, his eyes darkening as his gaze swept over you, "would look even better tied up."

Your breath hitched for a split second before you regained your composure, shooting him a glare. "Stay away from me, Rafe."

"Whatever you want princess," he leans down towards your ear, "but it'll be you who won't be able to stay away from me." He whispers softly.

You roll your eyes and walk away, you could still feel his eyes on you, that stupid smirk etched in your memory.