rafe cameron has one weakness.

and that’s you. only you.

even though you’re a pogue.

and you’re the only one that’s ever gotten close enough to him — intimate enough.

just a few mistakes — some one night stands that the pogues later found out about, mad at first, but then, decided to use that to their advantage.

and you might’ve not told them this part, but those times where you used that soft spot of it to your advantage weren’t just to help them — you liked being with him too.

he could make you feel good, yeah, and he could make you forget your own name too, but he also made you feel things — things that you’ll always deny and refuse to admit.

and once again, you’re needed when sarah needs to sneak into tannyhill — you’re their best bet to distract him.

so, as she sneaks inside, you, already inside, knock on his slightly ajar door, before pushing it open, to see him packing clothes into a bag.

he turns just his head to see who it is, and when he sees it’s you, he just huffs and turns back to his bag and focuses on packing. “whatever you want, princess, it’s gonna have to wait.”

but, of course, despite him trying to ignore you, you know he won’t be able to resist you.

he’s corrupted you, taken your innocence, and now that he’s had you, he’s addicted.

and he can’t resist you. like ever.

and he knows that. you both do.

so, of course, you’re going to use that to your advantage. especially right now.