Rafe Cameron X Original Character - Tumblr Posts
LOGANNNNNNN
BABY ANGEL I SWEAR HE HAS ONLY EYES FOR YOUUUUUU
Do you have a snippet of Logan getting jealous we could see? If not, could we see Rafe getting jealous/territorial?
Oooooh. Ok—ok, I see you. 😆😉
18 + MDNI | language, mentions of sex, jealousy, self deprecation.
Logan could feel the muscles in her arms working as she shook the cocktail shaker, scanning the area like she normally did, taking a mental count of the amount of people, who had drinks, who didn’t, and who would be approaching soon. She used to scan for attractive guys who might hand over a few more bills if she flirted or smiled at them, but due to the man about thirty feet away, leaning against one of the high top tables, she didn’t have much interest in doing that tonight.
He looked good, dressed in all black, the shiny tuxedo stripe along the side of his pants catching in the light. He wore his rings, the same ones that had left light indentations along her inner thigh the night before, but it was the small gold band he had on his pinky that made her heart palpitate.
“What’s with the smile?”
Logan glanced over at Amy, watching her friend lift a carefully sculpted eyebrow, “Nothing. Just thinking of a funny story.”
“Uh-huh,” Amy rolled her eyes but left it alone, knowing that when Logan latched on to a secret, it would be a cold day in hell before she spilled, “whatever you say, Lo.”
Logan busied herself with pouring the blush colored liquid, handing it off to one of the waiting servers and as she took a few seconds to breathe and wipe down the bar, she did a double take back in Rafe’s direction.
He was talking with a few guys she knew he’d gone to school with, but it was the beautiful blonde approaching that kept her attention. She was tall, nearly as tall as Rafe in the Louboutins she wore and Logan bit her lip hard as she watched the girl slide her hand along Rafe’s bicep, the other two guys he was in mid-conversation with offering a friendly smile and greeting. Clearly they all knew each other and it was then that reality slammed into her harder than anything she’d ever experienced.
Her stomach dropped and heart lurched, her neck heating too quickly as she realized she wasn’t part of that world. And no matter how many times Rafe paid for a nice dinner or fixed her car, she never would be.
The woman, who was currently resting her beautifully manicured hand along Rafe’s shoulder as they all spoke, was gorgeous. Her hair was highlighted flawlessly, curled to perfection down her back in a way Logan was almost sure she hadn’t seen since she watched the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.
Her makeup was expertly applied, the winged eyeliner identical and sharp on both sides, her lipstick the perfect shade of red to match her skin tone. Logan ran her eyes down the woman, taking in the way the black sequined dress both hung off and hugged her figure as if the dress itself was made for her, the muscles in her legs some that would rival those of any runway model.
Logan could see her jewelry from here, could see that it was designer, each piece more than her monthly rent, hell, the scratch and scuff free red-bottoms punctuated her wealth.
She was very well the opposite of everything Logan had to offer. Fading brown box dye covered her strands with roots that were starting to become an issue, eyeliner that never looked like the same person applied it, let alone identical, and costume jewelry that no doubt was turning Rafe’s finger green with each passing second.
“Are you alright?” Logan inhaled sharply, eyes finding Amy as her friend set down the jigger she was using, a heavy frown crossing her forehead, “Lo? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Logan’s response was too quick, too watery, the underwire of the new bra she bought for tonight digging uncomfortably into her ribcage and making it hard to take a deep breath, “I’m fine.”
“The hell you are.” Amy glanced around, as if she were trying to figure out what set her normally unshakable friend off, “Is it Chris? I was afraid he’d be here—”
“No,” Logan shook her head, “no. God no. I haven’t seen him.”
“Then—”
“I um—” Logan ran a hand along the back of her neck, feeling the warm and sweaty skin, “Can I take five? I need a cigarette.”
“I thought you were trying to quit—“
“Amy.” Logan inhaled sharply, “please. Just let me take a fucking minute.”
Amy nodded and Logan almost died of embarrassment right there when she turned around right into a server carrying a tray of empty glasses. Two or three knocked into each other, and despite him trying to catch them, two more plummeted to the ground before shattering into several pieces, everyone in the area, including Rafe and his friends, turning to look at the scene.
Logan closed her eyes tightly. “Fuck.”
*FACE DOWN FISTING BANGING THE TABLE* YESSSSSSSSSS
LET’S GO RAFE, LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Do you have anymore snippets of jealous Rafe? I ate that last snippet UP girl. I would do awful things for a man like Rafe 🥰
YES! In honor of OBX 4 stuff coming out, let’s have a snippet!!
18+ MDNI | mentions of sex, prostitution.
“Hey—don’t I know you from somewhere?”
Logan was horrified, pure panic seeping into her bones as she stared at the man across from her, one hand clutching at the grocery bag while the other rested against her chest, her heart racing from being startled and trying to get out of the store before Biya realized what she bought.
She last saw the man standing not five feet from her several months ago. One of her first clients, Logan wasn’t sure if she should feel relieved or offended that he didn’t remember her. She was without a full face of makeup, and she supposed in the oversized t-shirt and distressed cut offs, she didn’t look anywhere near as good as she usually did in lingerie and heels.
“Um…” Any eloquence she pretended to have flew out the window as she stared back at him with wide eyes, “I—don’t think so?”
He came closer, tucking the expensive sunglasses into the front of his button down shirt, the crisp white sleeves folded up to his elbows. “You look so familiar,” he eyed her closely, “did I buy you a drink…?”
Logan winced, vaguely remembering how thick the alcohol had been on his breath when he tried to stick his tongue down her throat. But instead she said, “Not that I remember?”
He reached forward to touch her elbow, eyes sweeping her face and Logan took a step back, attention flicking off to the side as a few uniformed officers got out of their squad car, heading into the nearby deli for lunch and Logan tried to roll through all the information she knew about North Carolina’s legal system, when she felt a hand slide along her shoulder, another moving to back the man in front of her up.
“Everything alright here, baby?”
Logan glanced sideways to see Rafe Cameron standing there, his own expensive sunglasses across his face as he stared down at the man who approached her. Rafe towered over them both, and Logan watched the man release her arm, shaking his head back and forth, “Sorry, I thought I recognized her…”
“I don’t know where from,” Rafe shifted and Logan had never been so relieved to have Rafe this close to her, his hand lifting from her as he moved just enough that his shoulder was in front of her now, “we’re on our honeymoon. From the West Coast.”
“I must be mistaken…” The man scrambled as he took another step beck and Rafe nodded in agreement with him, “sorry to have bothered you. Congratulations, by the way. Enjoy your visit…”
It was one of the most awkward moments Logan had ever experienced, and Rafe waited until the man turned the corner until he turned to look at her.
“Honeymoon?” Logan arched an eyebrow, “Really?”
“A thank you would be sufficient.” Rafe slipped his hands into his pockets, “Or do they not teach manners at Kildare High?”
“Oh they teach us something, alright…”
SCREAMING CRYING FLAILING ON THE FLOOORRRRRRRR
KATE THIS IS AMAZING AND THE PRECIOUSNESS OF JJ AND ELLIE IS TOO MUCH
love the new chapter!! is there any chance we could get a snippet of jj and rafe interacting at some point? i’m so excited for how their dynamic is going to play out
Yes!! This takes place during Midsummers!
Read Wild Winds Here!
18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex, Rafe aggravating JJ.
Tagging @cdragons, since Ellie belongs to her!
At first he thought Ellie was going to breeze past him, but soon it became abundantly clear that she was heading for him, rather than around, and so he lifted an eyebrow, trying to remember the last time they actually spoke one-on-one. “Ellie…?”
“What do you think you’re doing?” A frown crossed Ellie’s forehead and he only lifted both eyebrows into his hairline, clearly surprised by not only her talking to him, but the intensity of which she started with.
“Like right now?” Rafe glanced around, eyebrows still raised, “Just…standing here…?”
“No, not right now,” Ellie rested a hand on her hip and Rafe only continued to look on in confusion. “I’ve seen your car on the Cut more than a few times, and I’ve seen the way you stare at Logan at the club. What’s your game?”
“My…game…?”
“You’re either creepy as fuck or you’re up to no good,” Ellie lifted an eyebrow of her own, but despise the shorter girl trying to appear intimidating, Rafe had to try to keep his amusement from showing as he realized what Ellie was referring to, “so which is it?”
“Uh…” Rafe lifted a hand to scratch behind his ear, covering his laugh with a cough when her eyes narrowed even further, “...neither…?”
“I know what I’ve seen, Rafe,” Ellie tapped her foot against the floor, “you better leave her alone. I don’t know why you’re bullying Pope and JJ or why there’s a feud, but it needs to stop. Going after Logan is only going to make things worse. If you think they’re mad now…”
“Yeah…” Rafe didn’t bother to hide his chuckle this time, “that’s not what's happening, at all.”
“Then what’s happening?” Ellie asked, “Are you obsessed or something? Because you’re lucky JJ’s been too distracted to pick up on it. Trust me when I say no one messes with his sister.”
“I’m not messing with his sister,” Rafe shook his head, “you can all relax, alright?”
“Rafe…” Ellie shook her head back and forth, “I swear, if you’re going after her…”
“Maybe…” Rafe took a step to the side, leaning over to place his untouched flute of champagne on one of the nearby tables, “you should open your eyes a little bit, huh, Sherlock? If you’re already watching, you’re definitely not looking close enough.” Ellie’s frown deepened and he sent her a wink when she didn’t respond, “You have a good night, Ellie.”
However, before he could successfully sneak away, not being able to stand being away from Logan any longer, he ran directly into JJ, the youngest Maybank looking the opposite of pleased, his own eyebrows furrowed as he looked between him and Ellie, “What the fuck is goin’ on over here?”
Rafe sighed heavily, eyes lifting upwards before he connected the dots, making a mental note to give Logan the twenty bucks he bet her earlier. “Lookin’ good, JJ. Didn’t know you were invited to this shindig,”
“H—he’s my guest…”
“Right,” Rafe drew the word out, glancing between the two as he nodded slowly, “the uniform just screams guest…”
“What do you want, Rafe?” JJ moved closer to Ellie, all of them vaguely aware of a soft voice calling Ellie away, both Rafe and JJ watching as Ellie glanced between them nervously before moving towards her mother. “You don’t have any business talking to Ellie.”
Rafe cocked an eyebrow, looking over JJ’s shoulder towards the spot Ellie stood with her mom, Anna, and Kiara, amusement crossing his eyes as he looked back to JJ, “Last time I checked, Maybank, I can talk to whomever I want.” JJ’s eyes narrowed further, “And uh—last time I checked, Ellie came up to me. So you better get a grip on yourself and man up before she moves on to someone else…”
JJ took a step forward and Rafe pulled his hands from his pockets, grabbing onto JJ’s shoulders, squeezing them just a little too tight as JJ glared up at him, jaw set hard, “Mind your fuckin’ business, Rafe—”
“Yeah, I’mma do that,” Rafe drug his hands across JJ’s shoulders before he gripped his tie, the crooked accessory bothering him as he adjusted it, tightening it just a little tighter than need be as JJ slapped his hands away. Rafe easily took a step back, smirk falling across his face as he slipped his hands into his pockets, “Make sure you tell Logan I thought she was lookin' really hot yesterday at work, alright? Your sister’s a smoke show.” If it was possible, JJ turned at least three different shades of red, both hands squeezed into a fist as Rafe walked away, purposely bumping into his shoulder as he passed, but before he could get too far away, he turned around and ran a hand along his jaw, JJ nearly vibrating where he stood as Rafe glanced pointedly towards Ellie, his voice loud enough that she could hear, “And uh, use protection tonight. No glove, no love—bro.”
Literally Rafe in this snippet
Can we get a snippet of angry/frustarted Rafe? 😍
We can have slightly jealous and frustrated Rafe, if that works? 🤣
Read Wild Winds here!
18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex.
By the time intermission rolled around, Logan found herself trying to stay awake, the movie more boring than she thought. Beside her, Amy and Nate had already moved closer, Amy’s hand resting just a little too high on Nate’s thigh to be friendly. Thomas was fully laying down now, hands resting behind his head, nudging her foot from time to time when he noticed the other two getting touchy.
Pushing herself into a standing position, Logan tugged on the hem of her shorts before stretching, “Gotta pee—back soon.”
Neither Amy nor Nate heard her and Thomas just waved in acknowledgement. She glanced towards her brother and his friends, noticing them whispering together and she only shook her head, not at all wanting to get involved in that.
Rafe was still in his seat further back, although both Topper and Kelce were nowhere to be seen. The oldest Cameron slouched back with a flat look across his face. “Who’s the guy?”
Logan paused in front of him, her hands sliding down her bare arms, wishing she remembered to bring a jacket. “What guy?”
“The guy playing footsie with you all night.”
Logan frowned, shaking her head slightly before realization crossed her face, however, before she was able to continue, she spotted Topper and Kelce coming out of the bathrooms.
She moved past Rafe and after several long seconds, he joined her behind a few of the larger trees near the restrooms. “Fancy seeing you here.”
“Are we seeing other people now?”
Rafe looked incredibly displeased, hands shoved into his pockets and hat pulled on backwards, a look that very much made her brain short circuit. She took a step closer to him, hands running along his shoulders and down his arms until they found home on his narrow waist.
“Are you jealous, Rafe?”
“Cut the shit, Logan.”
She couldn’t help but laugh softly, gently tugging him towards her as she looked up at him, the boy in front of her still with his hands in his pockets and sour look across his face.
“I think Thomas is probably much more interested in you than he would be in me.” She squeezed his sides, taking just another step closer as she studied his face. When Rafe didn’t immediately get what she was saying, Logan rolled her eyes, “He’s gay. Thomas wouldn’t want me if I was the last person on earth. You have nothing to worry about. I already told you that.”
Rage exhaled slowly, his shoulders loosening considerably as he pulled his hands from his pockets, both palms landing on her lower back as he pulled her into him, “You're sure?”
“Um…very.” Logan nodded, “I walked in on him and Anthony Reynolds senior year. They were in the locker room and didn’t realize practice was starting. They’re lucky it was just me and that I’m not startled by blow jobs easily.”
“I…think I could have lived without that image.”
Logan smiled, tilting her head up to request a kiss, Rafe giving her a soft one a moment later, “Enjoying the movie?”
“No.” Rafe’s straight face and deadpan answer had her giggling, “I’d rather be making out with you. Why aren’t we doing that, again…?”
“I promised Amy.” Logan looped her arms around his waist, chin resting on his sternum, “but you can kiss me now…”
Me at the beginning:
Me at the end:
KATE WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???
do you think we could get a spicy snippet early on with Rafe and Logan? 🫣🤭
We could do that! Hahaha.
Read Wild Winds Here!
18+ MDNI | Suggestive content, flirting, smut
Logan just reached into the bag dangling over her shoulder when she felt a hand reach out for her elbow. Fully prepared to have to fight her way out of this, she released the surprised breath she was holding when she spotted Rafe Cameron a few feet away, her back slowly finding the wall.
“What are you doing?”
“I saw you getting ready to leave while I was at dinner,” Rafe pointed behind him and Logan glanced towards the dining room. One of the less formal ones, she could see men and women dressed casually as they enjoyed their dinner. At a far table, she could just briefly make out Sarah and Wheezie and she assumed Rose and Ward were there as well.
“How’s the prime rib?”
“Fine,” Rafe stood in front of her and she eyed him closely, taking in his posture and expressions, trying to figure out which Rafe she was dealing with. His eyes weren’t dilated and he appeared to be breathing normally. “Wheezie ordered dessert and then we’re leaving.”
“You didn’t want any?”
Logan bit down on her lip when he moved closer, one of his hands pressing into the wall beside her head, his other gently finding space on her waist, his reply barely above a whisper, “That’s why I’m here.”
“What happened to it being a one time thing?” She asked, aware of the way Rafe’s finger rolled circles along her side.
“We both know I was lying.”
Logan couldn’t help but laugh, her hand lifting to fix his collar, letting her fingers trail along his shoulder and up to the side of his neck, “The parking lot’s probably empty…”
Rafe shook his head, invading her space as he flattened his hand on her hip, slowly dragging it down her thigh until he could tease the edge of her skirt, “Want it here.”
Logan sighed, her head leaning against the wall as Rafe’s hand glided up her thigh, disappearing under her skirt and she let a soft breath of air escape her parted lips when his fingers grazed her underwear.
“Looks like I’m not the only one ready.”
Logan snorted, dragging him closer to her, their foreheads connecting as he pulled her underwear aside, fingers and knuckle teasing their way between her lips, “Your family is over there…” she gasped when he dipped a finger inside her, testing out how wet she was, Logan fluttering as he slowly drew a circle around her opening, “Anyone could walk by or see or—”
“Tell me that doesn’t make it better,” Rafe slipped his index finger inside her, and Logan arched against the wall, mouth parting to breathe him in as he brushed his nose against hers, the feel of his long finger making her brain buzz.
Logan couldn’t help but moan, eyes closing as he twisted his wrist, fingers stroking that spot no one had ever successfully found but her toys, her hips eagerly rolling into his hand.
Rafe pulled his fingers from her before she wanted him to, a whine she should have been embarrassed about escaping as he brought his hand out from her skirt, her eyes glued to his as he licked his fingers clean, taking his time to suck the taste of her off.
It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. Rafe dressed in clothing that cost more than any of hers, broad shoulders looking so good in his blue polo, the color causing his eyes to pop as his hair just barely escaped the gel, falling across his forehead as he lewdly licked his fingers. Relishing in the taste of her.
“Just what I needed,” Rafe’s whisper fanned across her mouth and Logan sighed, searching his face as he slipped both of his hands around her waist, pressing her into the wall, “Taste so good, Lo.”
She kissed his chin, her hands sliding over his arms, “Did you get enough…?”
He shook his head, eyes glued to hers, “Think I need more.”
“I think so too,” Logan wanted to gasp as she felt his hands wander down her hips, watching as he started to lower himself to the ground when they heard the sound of a door opening, both of them jolting apart.
I AM SO READY FOR THESE TWO TO GET TOGETHERRRR
feeling fragile today. could we possibly get a soft rafe wild winds snippet?
Oh my goodness! I hope you’re feeling a little better! Take time for yourself! Remember that you’re important and not alone!
Of course we can have a snippet!
Read Wild Winds Here!
MDNI 18+ | Suggestive conversation and feelings.
Logan held her breath, eyes glued to Rafe’s as he stroked her leg, his long fingers gliding up and down her shin. The atmosphere was thick and charged and she felt herself tingle as his fingers gently ran over her knee. Briefly his eyes shifted from hers to her legs and Logan pivoted slightly, extending her legs further to give him more area to feel.
It was wrong. On so many levels it was wrong. Rafe was a Kook, a drug addict, a drop out, and she was fairly certain he had an anger problem, but the Rafe sitting beside her, drinking a Stella Artois beer was someone else. The same someone who loved his baby sister, who gave her rides home so she didn’t have to walk, who fixed her fucking car as a thank you.
His hand ran back down her leg all the way to her ankle, toying with the gold anklet she had around it, adjusting it so it laid correctly against her skin. “Do you want to go for a swim?” Rafe looked up at her, eyebrows lifting and she bit her lower lip, “I don’t have a suit, but I’m sure we can make do…”
Rafe released her leg, his actions serving as an affirmative response, and Logan slowly pushed herself up to stand before unbuttoning her denim shorts, letting the material fall down her legs and pool at her feet. The boy beside her seemed to take in her freshly exposed legs happily, eyes focused on the lacey underwear she wore next. She kicked the denim off to the side before pulling off her tank-top, the material landing on top of the shorts, leaving her in a matching bra, bits of lace along the cup.
She took a step towards the edge of the pool, Rafe sitting up straighter with interest as she dove in, the cool water hitting her overheated skin seconds later.
Logan came up for air after pushing off from the bottom, water stuck to her eyelashes as she looked over at him, her legs kicking to keep her head above water, “You gonna join me or just be a creep?”
Rate laughed, tugging off his polo before unbuttoning his shorts and Logan tried not to stare too hard at the sight of him in his boxer briefs before he dove into the pool after her.