all mine

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RUDEST PERSON EVER (jk?)
bro.. wtf is going on with this script?? ik the stakes are higher but it's not a fucking bond movie... why are they dropping character development? no offense, but rafe does not need a love interest and i don't wanna see you have sex

CHASE (ATLANTIC)
not them casting a love interest without even going through chemistry-reading with you. you gotta check on derry, maddie is really worried about her

JUST DANCE
did you know about this shit?? did derry tell you?

GUY FROM DISNEY CHANNEL
this is perfect timing, huh? it's you guys' one-year anniversary and the only thing that you can think about is this new season's shit? im so sorry bro

CLINOSAUR
drew you need to check on elle. she's been locked in her room all day and she's not eating, i've tried but she locked the door and repeatedly called her but nothing is working :((

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slitting his dangerously furious eyes at the email notification; the furrowing of his strong brow bone starts to ache in sore pain as he reads the sensual play commands...

RAFE CAMERON x LOLA LIMBREY EP 8
Hearing the obnoxious heels behind him, RAFE swings his body around and forcefully slams LOLA into the wall by the throat. Wild eyes anticipate violence. Sexual tension is intense.

RAFE: "you leave or you stay. either way, you're still a pain in my ass and i'll have to deal with you later."

LOLA: "you're just mad you haven't fucked me yet."

RAFE: "stay here, and," he gives her the ultimatum. "i'll remind you how much of a whore you really are."

was she self-inserting herself? imagining herself as lola limbrey? was this his girlfriend's ultimate fantasy? why couldn't she discuss this with him? how could she write so intimately with such few words?. . .

drew sighs in frustration, his mind racing to find simple justifications for the expertly written sex scenes that are found throughout the length of his script— but he's entirely too blinded by the jealous and possessive thoughts spurred by the pervertedness of it all.

one thing is for certain: the accuracy of his kinks in the bedroom is dead-on with rafe's controlling and degrading nature. . . he just hasn't had the opportunity to explore it fully with derrielle because of their busy schedule, the worries of a pandemic, and, of course, the unfortunate downside of having roommates.

it's been too long since he felt her tight, velvety walls squeezing around him. it's been too long since he ran his hands on the curves of her brown sugar skin; since he traced his tongue and peppered her kisses around every inch of her angelic body; since he made her sing in praise or choke in degradation.

his knee jitters up and down, feeling his pants start to tighten around his crotch. he's holding back everything in his power not to kick down derrielle's bedroom door, tear it off its hinges and control her as she clearly wants to be controlled.

and the thing is... he would if only they talked about it before.

and this got him thinking— no wonder elle wrote out her fantasies. who could blame her?

they've never discussed what they like,
what they don't like, what their boundaries are.

insecurities start to gnaw at his heart, stabbing his right ventricle. causing him to bleed into the memories pounding against his mind. he always satisfied her, and she's done the same for him.

did she not trust him enough to tell? possibly. her asshole of an ex completely ruined her, but he is the one that fixed her. did he do something wrong? not to his knowledge, she would've told him. does all of this make him a bad boyfriend? no. of course not. It's simple miscommunication— that has since been broadcasted to the entire cast and crew.

anger patches his wounds. possessive spite darkening his lightning-blue eyes as he clenches his fists, itching for a solid repercussion. if she wants him to take control, he'll gladly do so.

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"derry," drew knocks on the bedroom door, his voice soft but stern. his voice echoing throughout the empty hallway, he can hear his girlfriend shift on the old and springy bed. he messaged their roommates privately, telling them to leave for the couple's anniversary. "i know you're in there, my love. maddie said that you haven't left, nor ate anything. open the door."

"i'm fine, drew," elle lies, her voice wavering as she tries to shift the blame onto someone else. "you know how maddie is, she's overreacting."

"no, she's not," he frustratingly sighs, signaling to the girl behind the door that he means business. "now open this door, i'm already pissed off as it is."

a few seconds of quietness pass until the old springs creak and derrielle twists open the doorknob to reveal what she is wearing-- which, in retrospect, is barely anything.

in a slight pout, she lets him in the room. her amber eyes focusing on his harsh steps, broadening shoulders, the countless amount of licking his lips, and how his furious eyes couldn't exactly focus on one thing: from the black mid-calf socks that show off her toned legs to his large t-shirt that falls just short of her mid-thigh, the black lacey underwear peaking from underneath and the stiff peaks of her breasts to her hair in a wild, messy appearance.

"are you mad at me?"

he scoffs, shrugging as he beings to pace in front of her, "a little."

"am i supposed to guess what the problem is?" she narrows her eyes at him, crossing her arms in an annoyed stance.

"well, you tell me," he turns to her, his question alerting some alarms locked inside her head. "am i not satisfying you enough?"

"what?" she questions, feeling a bit bashful about the way she is handling it.

"did you think i wouldn't read it?" he retorts, his voice condescending.

god, she hates how easy she gets off to this change in demeanor.

"are you upset about the script?" elle tilts her chin up, trying to read him easier as they connect eyes. "trust me, so am i."

"were you trying to tell me something with the sex scenes?" he waves his hands in the air, referring to the script plastered on the vast internet webs; hidden to touch but visible to read.

"if that's how you read them," she chuckles under her breath, trying to come up with a justifiable excuse, "it's purely a coincidence."

"oh really? so you're telling me," he towers over her now, sharing down at her with incriminating eyes. "even though i portray rafe, that has nothing to do with how he acts in the bedroom?"

"yes!" she enunciates a little too much, her fingers picking and peeling at the dead skin cells around her nails-- a telltale sign that's she's nervous, lying, or both. "it's.. it's the truth."

"you're hesitating," drew states, in a no laughing matter.

"no, i'm not," elle replies a little too quickly with not enough certainty. "w-what's gotten into you?"

"tell me the truth."

"or what?" she teases, trying to lighten the mood but drew's not buying any of it. derrielle takes a step forward, gently placing her hand on top of his chest. she could feel his heart start to race and then suddenly steady. "you'll punish me?"

"isn't that what you want?" this time he steps closer, his large shoulders blocking the view of the door. "to be treated like my personal fucktoy?" he recites the scripted words, noticing how much it affected his girlfriend; how much she stuttered in her steps because her legs suddenly felt weak.

cornering her to the edge of the bed, her bare thighs jiggle and her breasts sway underneath the thin fabric of his shirt. he watches as elle releases a soft gasp of excitement and fear as her legs bump into the wooden post. "dont'cha wanna be my dirty whore that obeys my every command?"

heavy, unsteady breathing fills the thick silence as drew rakes his large hand across her jawline; his spiraled-print thumb curling back the bottom of her velvety-red lips. an involuntary soft wanton whimper is soon shushed to a pip when he pushes the pad past her teeth and lays it hard, flat against her wet tongue.

he groans as she immediately wraps her full lips around the fat of his finger, eyelashes fluttering open, staring longingly, urging him to do as he wanted. the swirl of her tongue is icing on the sweet, sweet cake.

"fuck, come here," he groans, forcefully grabbing her face— his thumb pressed deeper into the fullness of her mouth, practically choking her from the inside.

elle's legs finally give out as drew manhandles her across his lap. as soon as a desperate whine escapes her raw throat it is muffled by switching out his thumb for the longer, bonier ring and middle fingers.

"aw, is my dumb baby at a loss for words?" drew taunts, his fingers digging deeper into the raw, wetness. her tongue slobbering around them as he gnaws back further. "look at you, making a fucking mess," he degrades slightly, getting used to the power and control he's always fantasized for.

a humiliating burn spans across her face and neck as she watches how so easily submissive and messy he makes her. the burning translates to the rapid heating sensation growing between her legs. her body shaking in arousal and anticipation as her boyfriend brushes his fingertips up the silky smooth thighs and rubs on the growing dark patch of the lace.

"look at you," his fingers sending shockwaves as they peel back and pull down her underwear. "so wet and i barely even touched you," he laughs darkly under his breath, growing more confident by the second.

"pleathe," derry mumbles against his fingers, struggling to breathe— much less talk. watching as the spit drips down her chin, off his wrist and onto the hardwood floor, she doesn't expect the harsh slap against her lower half.

"count, darling."

elle barely makes it to the number ten, the contrasting temperatures stirring her into a frenzy. for every harsh pelt of his palm and every sting from the metallic rings, a cooling sensation pools unto her inner thighs.

"i'mmph s-sorry," her breath shuddering as she tries to inhale with little space he's giving her— all while, squeezing her thighs together to try to relieve some humiliating arousal.

"darling, you're so pretty when you cry," drew speaks, finally releasing his soaked fingers from the depths of her throat, before grasping her throat and heaves her to sit on his lap— tears fall from her amber eyes as her sore ass is pushed down on his bare, large thighs.

"but sorry's not gonna cut it," he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he squeezes he sides of her neck harder. "you fucking wanted this to happen."

"give me a word, darling," he says, searching her eyes for any reason to stop this. his hands releasing from her delectable neck as they softly pull off the tee. the juxtaposition of the smooth hands grazing against her touched-starved body to the harsh and callous palm pressing against her neck pushes her to the edge.

whimpering, her lust-filled agenda clouds her mind.
how could she reply when he held her a little too hard, when his thigh was the perfect thing to rub on like she is a bitch in heat; the friction creating the perfect fixation.

she tries to think the easiest word, but all she could taste is her cherry-flavored chapstick smudged on her face. "umm, uh- i- uh," elle licks her lips again, trying to control her breathing and, then, she remembers two words that will send him over the edge. "cherry, sir."

drew groans, that word igniting a fire in him once again. "oh, i should've known how much of a fucking slut you truly were when you said that the first time. i'm not making that mistake again."

he glides his tongue over his bottom lip, before pulling his girl to crash their lips together. a needy sigh slips from derry's mouth as it molds onto drew's, his wet tongue savoring and exploring her mouth in feverish want.

the fiery make-out spur doesn't last long, because derrielle is soon thrown forcefully on the bed. a yelp in pain slips from her mouth as she bounces on the springy mattress, her dilating eyes never leaving drew as he starts to strip away his clothes.

crawling over her, bare chested and all, his lips peppering kisses all over the brown-sugar skin, delicious to the touch. his lips soft as they cascade down her jawline, down her neck to that spot just below her right earlobe— all while, his fingernails dig into the supple hip flesh, the tip of his dick toying with her oversensitive folds.

"sir, please," the pet name easily rolls off her tongue as she feels him slowly enter her dripping hole. gasping, elle bends her spine, gaining familiarity with the burning stretch.

"god, how i missed this pretty cunt," drew moans loudly in her ear. his hands pushing her chest back down into the mattress, knowing the immobility is a turn-on and she needed to be gushing if she was about to take him fully and relentlessly.

"god," his broad shoulders lift his body in order to get a good view of his dick sliding in and out of her with ease; her velvety walls coaxing, her hands clinging. "my pretty darling is such a good slut, yeah?" he smirks, knowing that her kinks were going wild by the reaction of her body.

"yes!" elle nods, almost too pathetically. a mewl releases from her tongue as she watches drew spit on her pussy and then slows down his pace. "i'll be your slut, sir," she starts to plea, utterly begging for him to go faster. "please just fuck me, i need it. i want it."

"of course, you're fucking begging," he taunts, grabbing her thighs and widening them apart as he starts to move his hips faster. a spew of quiet whines emits from the pretty mouth, her breasts bouncing as the bedpost begins to bang into the wall at a tantalizing speed.

"don't be quiet now," he reels her back by the hips, curling his abdomen as he grabs her by the jaw, forcing her mouth open. the tip of his dick continuously edging closer to her cervix bone. "we're alone for the night, my darling. come on, i wanna hear my slut scream."

this pushes her to be more vocal, her worries and fears dispersing about others knowing how submissive he's making her. "oh fuck! sir, fuck me, yes! drew, ahh~ yes, please make me cum! please, make your slut cum! only you can!"

"that's right, darling," drew nods, feeling derrielle start to tighten around him indefinitely. "you're fucking all mine."

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elle.johnson ✔︎ i can't believe i'm in love w an idiot
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elle.johnson ✔︎ JOEY THERE ARE CHILDREN
FOLLOWING  YOUU 😭😭
                      ⤷ drewstarkey ✔︎ @elle.johnson DERRIELLE
                       STOP USING MY GOVT NAME IM NOT
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lilahsbitches THE TAGS BAHAHAH 😭😩😭

madelyncline ✔︎ DIBS ON BEING BEST MAN
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angelicaawally the best thing since sliced bread

april.showerss mom and dad

malaika ✔︎ now..when did you take a photo together in
                   that cow bikini?? 👁👄👁
               ⤷ elle.johnson @malaika we go on dates 🥰
               ⤷ drewstarkey @malaika it's my favorite
                   we had to take a photo

alexxcars you guys are EVERYTHING!!! i can't wait to
                 see this on set <3
                ⤷ fuckerlicious ummm 🤨 new cast member alert??
                ⤷ westernwoods oh she new-new... girl u not
                    supposed to spill 😭😭
              ⤷ eyesonserendipity when the og cast doesn't reply
                    to this AT ALL. . .the girls are FIGHTING

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fez speaking!!

sorry if smut was rusty,
i haven't wrote any in such a long time.

but long AF chapter today (2800+ words)
and happy valentine's day!!

thank you so much for 96K?? UM WHAT
I WILL DO A FACE REVEAL AT 100K <33

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