Random Oneshots

Quickies With The Guard (Inmate! Rafe x Officer! Y/N)

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Working at the Kildare County Jail has it's ups and downs. The ups being that crime is moderate here, so most of the jail cells are usually empty. And the downs being that whenever we do get calls, they mostly consist of noise complaints and tourists breaking a law or two. Sometimes the laws they break are so minor that there's no reason to keep them for maybe 2 weeks max.

But this time, this inmate is a resident. One of the most well known residents at that. Rafe Cameron.

The cops busted his party on account of multiple noise complaints and ended up catching him in possession of idiotic amounts of cocaine. He was charged with possession and aggravated assault towards a police officer. What an idiot.

He was high off coke and whining about how he'd "have our jobs" when his dad finds out.

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His dad found out and left him there to serve his sentence of four years. And guess who has the absolute pleasure of working the night shift alone with him. That's right. I do.

The first couple of months with Rafe were unbearable. He'd scream, kick, wouldn't eat unless the food was shoved down his throat or I had to threaten him. He was basically a big baby that I had to take care of.

But as the weeks turned to months, his behavior softened. He became more compliant. With me at least.

The day shift officers would always complain about him and how disrespectful he was and how much of a nuisance it is to deal with him all day on top of other rowdy inmates.

I just brush it off as them exaggerating cause he's been okay with me. We'd talk and share laughs with each other. We were cordial.

Over time, he would make flirty remarks and turned everything i said into a sexual inuendo. I mean the guys IS gorgeous as hell, no one can deny that.

At first, i would brush it off or act like I didn't hear him. But, recently, the more shit he says the more it gets me going.

I know that it's wrong to want to fuck an inmate. But, what the little devil on the left side of my shoulder is telling me is a lot more enticing than the angel on my right. Making it increasingly difficult to keep up my self-respect as well as my dignity.

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"So, what's a guy gotta do to get into it with someone as gorgeous as you?" Rafe asks. He's currently standing in front of me holding onto the bars of his cell that keeps us separated.

I'm leaning on the bar rails in front of the cell, keeping my distance as to try to keep from giving into my overwhelming desires. "Not be a crippling drug addict who fights cops." I laugh.

"Aww, come on babe." Rafe groans. Damn, even his voice is getting me hot and bothered. This is not good.

"I'm not your 'babe', Cameron." I sigh, crossing my arms. Rafe's frown quickly elevated into a shit-eating grin. One that he knows only he can pull off.

"I could be~" his arrogance is frustrating. "Come on~. It's just us here." He wasn't wrong. I'm the only one working B block and Rafe is the only inmate here. But still.

"No is no Rafe." I reply back with a little more aggression. Hoping he'll finally back off. His head drops as he sighs in defeat.

"Goodnight Cameron." I stand up and turn to walk back to my office.

"Wait." He calls out. I stop on my tracks and drop my head. "What is it now?" I ask, actually getting aggravated. He looks at me with a smug look on his face. "Will you watch me?" He asks. I look at him confused.