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Rafayel had been looking at you for the past ten minutes. You were both lounging in bed, just cuddling together. You were seated comfortably between his legs, your back resting on his chest. You had been scrolling on your phone, giggling at cute and funny animal videos. His chin rested on your shoulder, his arms wrapped around your waist protectively. At first, he was watching with you, but his attention began to zero in on your lips. They looked so soft and biteable. Well, they were .
He knew that more than anyone.
Your soft laughter did something to him, and when you were this close to him, your body radiating so much warmth, he wanted nothing more than to keep you close. He’d live inside your skin if he could.
After raking his eyes over your face, he began pressing small kisses on your neck. He smiles against your skin when he hears your breath hitch, your head moving to the side ever so slightly to give him more space.
“Mm.”
He hummed in approval, moving his face closer. His gentle pecks slowly turn into open-mouthed kisses, his tongue licking over your pulse, biting down to leave small red spots to mark you as his. Only his . The hickeys he’d left before were starting to fade anyway.
Rafayel moves his right arm, his hand slowly making its way up your body until it stops at your mouth. He taps at your lips twice, and you don’t need words to know that he wanted you to open up. So you do.
Two fingers enter your mouth, pressing down firmly on your tongue. You melt into your boyfriend’s touch, eyes closing as you suck and swirl your tongue around his digits. Your hold on your phone loosens, your brain already forgetting what you were watching, dropping it somewhere on the bed. You couldn't care less.
“You look so pretty like this, cutie.”
Rafayel was smiling down at you, his eyes glassy and unfocused. His usual bluish-pink eyes were darker now, pupils slightly dilated. Your head rested on his shoulder, still softly moaning around his fingers.
He liked seeing you like this. During the past few times the two of you had been intimate, he noticed how much you liked having something in your mouth. He first discovered it when he playfully swiped some maple syrup on your lips one time during breakfast, and he immediately saw something switch inside you. The way you grabbed his wrist and took his finger inside your mouth almost made him cum right then and there.
“So pretty. My pretty, pretty miss bodyguard.”
He leaned down to kiss your temple. He didn’t feel like rushing anything tonight. Seeing you cozy and safe in his arms made him want to keep treasuring you.
His left hand snaked its way down your stomach before cupping your clothed mound. He pressed down, smiling against your hairline when he felt how damp your underwear felt under his fingertips.
“Mm. Wet already, cutie?”
You nodded slowly, swirling your tongue around his fingers. Rafayel could feel your body trembling, and he loved it. He loved how you became putty in his hands just like this.
“Poor baby. I can feel how swollen your clit is. That’s so sad.”
He rubs you against your panties, and your hips jerk up at the feeling.
“R-Rafayel…”
You opened your mouth slightly, drool starting to spill on the side of your mouth. You look up at him, your eyes watery from how much you needed him to touch you directly.
“Yes, baby? What do you want? Tell me.”
Rafayel withdrew his fingers from your mouth, a string of saliva still connected to your tongue before it fell and dripped down your collarbone. You let out a needy whine at the loss, your hand immediately gripping his wrist to keep him from pulling away.
“Put it back…”
Oh, he wanted to ruin you.
You hear him chuckle behind you before feeling a gentle grip on your throat, the wetness from your saliva still on his fingers. He tilts your head up, slotting his mouth against yours to kiss you. Your grip on his wrist loosened, and you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head when you felt his tongue swirling inside your mouth.
Your muffled moans grow louder when you feel his hand dip under your panties, spreading your wetness around before rubbing slow, lazy circles on your clit.
Rafayel took his time playing with your body. He enjoyed kissing you until you were breathless. Your lips felt so soft that he couldn’t resist the urge to nibble on them. When he finally dips inside your pussy, he slips his fingers back into your mouth, thrusting in and out at the same pace.
“Earth to cutie? You still with me, baby?”
He laughs, seeing your half-lidded eyes stare up at him. You looked so far gone already, just allowing him to do as he pleased with your body. The sounds you were making, the slight gagging noises from sucking his fingers along with the wet squelches from him finger-fucking you made him feel like the luckiest man in the world. No one else could make you feel like this. He’d make sure of it.
“You’re such a good girl for me. Just leave everything to me, yeah? I’ll take care of you. Thaaat’s it. Good job, cutie.”
He presses another firm kiss on your forehead before fucking into you faster. It felt so slippery inside your mouth, the feeling of your tongue in between his fingers aroused him so much.
Fuck. He was starting to get addicted to this.
Tears began falling down your face at how good Rafayel was making you feel. How was he so good at making you a whimpering mess with just his hands? You blamed it on him being an artist. These stupid fingers of his were too skilled at almost everything. Not that you minded.
Rafayel felt your cunt clench around him and he exhaled through his nose in amusement. He withdrew his fingers from your mouth to grip your throat again.
“Look up, cutie. Need to kiss you stupid now.”
You lifted your head to look at him. Time seemed to slow down at that moment. The two of you just stared into each other’s eyes.
You looked beautifully wrecked. The soft cries and punched-out noises you were making with your head tilted back echoed throughout the room. His face was flushed and red, his long fingers still thrusting into your sopping cunt.
Rafayel’s eyes narrowed when you let out a drunken giggle, sticking your tongue out ever so slightly.
“Wanna kiss. Raf, gimmieee…” You whine out loud. He clicks his tongue when he feels you clench down again.
“Such a needy little slut.”
His grip on your throat tightens, and you let out another giggle. You roll your hips to meet his fingers, eager to take him deeper inside you.
“Oh, you’re being bratty again, cutie.”
You nod slowly, flashing him a mischievous grin. “Learned from the best, y’know?”
It was his turn to smile, shaking his head in disbelief. You were so fucking cute, it was too much for his heart.
Before you could let out another needy whine, his lips were on you again, silencing all your thoughts. You lean back against him, his toned chest serving as a good resting area for your trembling body. Your hands rested behind his head, gripping his soft purple locks.
Your eyes rolled back when you felt him curl his fingers inside you, immediately pinpointing where your g-spot was. You were sure he knew your body more than you do at this point.
“Mm…!”
Rafayel pulled back slightly, his breathing also becoming more erratic. He could feel your walls tighten, and he knew you were getting close. He glanced down to admire the look on your face, your wet eyelashes nearly touching your tear-stained cheeks. Your damp baby hairs clung to your forehead, and your lips were swollen and shiny from your mixed spit.
He’s got you right where he wants you.
“Gonna cum, my sweet, sweet darling? You are, aren’t you?”
He whispers into your ear, his warm breath tickling you. You nod frantically, your moans becoming more high-pitched as you teeter closer to the edge.
“Yes, yes, I’m gonna…!”
“Yeah? Gonna cum?”
“Yes, yes, yes, don’t stop, baby, pleaseee.”
“Oh, my poor, poor cutiepie. Just need to cum so badly, don’t you?”
Your eyes open when you feel his fingers slow down, like he was about to edge you. You shake your head, tears of frustration falling down your face.
“No, no, Rafayel, don’t be mean to me. I’m so close…!
He grins at the desperation in your voice. It only made him want to tease you more.
“I changed my mind, cutie. Don’t wanna let you cum.”
You shake your head again, your whimpers growing louder. You were so close. So wet. So fucking sensitive . You just needed a little more. How could he be so cruel?
“But…”
He bites down on your lobe, licking the shell of your ear. You shiver again when he blows air into it.
“If you’re a good girl and suck on my fingers real nice, I could allow it.”
You lick your lips, your mouth watering at the thought. He lets go of your throat before slowly bringing up his fingers to your mouth. You part your lips obediently, eyes closing again when you swirl your tongue around them.
“Fuck…you’re so hot like this, cutie. Juuust like that. Lips so pretty wrapped around me. Just for me, yeah?”
You moan around his fingers, sucking on them like you do when you go down on his cock.
“Mm. Jus’ fo you.” You slurred out.
Finally satisfied, he leaned down to bite and leave more marks on your neck, not caring if people would see them at your work. You were his, and it would help ward off anyone who thought they had a chance.
Rafayel plunged his fingers knuckle-deep in your cunt, licking his lips at how wet you were. Maybe he’d taste your pussy next. Just keep you in his bed until his name was all that came out of your mouth.
“Cummin’…gonna cum…”
“Yeah? Okay, cutie. You’ve earned it. Cum aaall over my fingers.”
His lips rested on your temple as he worked you until you squirted all over his hand. You bit down on his fingers, but he didn’t seem to mind the pain. In fact, he felt himself get harder at the feeling of your teeth on his skin.
“Good girl. Such a good girl, cumming when I tell you to.”
You were breathing heavily, your body still trembling from how hard you came. You feel Rafayel withdraw his fingers from your mouth. He then plants gentle kisses all over your face, whispering praises between each one. You felt warm all over, your heart fluttering in your chest at his sweet words and soft touches.
You let out a small whimper when he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, turning your face and nuzzling into his chest. You were still so sensitive, the haze from the overstimulation seeping into every part of your body.
Rafayel stared at his cum-covered fingers before popping them into his mouth, groaning at your taste. Yeah, he’ll definitely be diving between your legs later.
“R-Raf…”
Your grip on his hair loosens up, and you cup his cheek, urging him to look down to meet your gaze.
“Yeah?”
You tap on your lips, letting out a small whine.
He chuckles softly at how cute you were being and leans down, kissing you slowly until you were shivering under him again. He glances at the bedside clock, taking note of the time. The night was still young. He had more than enough time to turn your brain into mush.
Rafayel smiled against your mouth, drinking in your flushed face, desperately doing your best to kiss him back.
He couldn’t wait to find other ways to make you fall apart with his hands.