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Deepspace 1.5

Rafayel x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: after the cold shouldering you gave your boyfriend, you and Rafayel spend a heated evening together.

Genre: SMUT, flufffy fluffy fluff,

Warning: EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD. ORAL (m. And f. Receiving),GOOFY SEX TO SERIOUS SEX (sex isn’t just transactional love your partner!)

(A/N): god I hope I write this well 😭 I’m not a smut writer, but I want to try cause I love this (STUPID) game. And I’m hoping if I write about Rafayel I’ll get his birthday card 😃 <- me being delulu (spoilers I did not get the card)

Hey if you are under the age of 18! DO NOT INTERACT! NSFW AHEAD! GO HOME! WHERE ARE YOUR PARENTS!

Deepspace parts: 1 , 1.5 , 2 , 2.5 , 3 , 3.5

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His muse finally in his arms. How couldn’t he be happy. In fact he couldn’t be happier. His strength replenished, his mind at ease, and his heart mended. Rafayel’s hands dance across the canvas. The broken glass from the vase he knocked down being used as a way to reflect light onto the canvas hovering above certain colors to give a brighter feel to them.

“Let me guess you’re gonna call this piece ‘shattered’?” You quip mocking his voice from the couch as you tidy up the living space.

“Pfft, seriously you’re selling me so short. I was thinking ‘clarity’.” He looks back at you, his gaze longing. 4 days he hadn’t seen you, 4 days he neglected himself cause he didn’t feel himself without you. He watches you ponder the name and step closer to the canvas to get a better angle.

“Yeah… that makes sense. I like it! It’ll look wonderful in the center of the gala!” You beam at him. The distance between you two is rather long for him. He knows it’s a conversation to have. But right now he just wants to be close to you.

“Speaking of that gala is a silly cutie like you taking your handsome, charming boyfriend?” He beckons you closer to him.

“You’re already going! You have to present your artistry.” You roll your eyes at his pout. “And since when did you like going to events?”

He ponders for a moment. “When they involve you.” The sky smile he gives makes your face warm up.

“Y-yeah whatever… I wouldn’t dream of going without you anyway… unless you don’t, you know, want to…” you trail off giving a half smirk. You hint at the situation you just found yourself out of.

“I want to. No way in hell would I want to be away from you right now.” He hops down from the ladder and presses your hands to his lips. “I… I know I get really frustrated at times, but I love you being near me and I love being near you. I don’t think you’re clingy or annoying. If anything it’s my job to annoy you.” He leans his forehead against yours. His thumbs gently graze the back of your hands as he continues to kiss them.

His kisses make you melt. They are soft and warm. And you can’t help the smile that stretches across your face as he does so. “I love you Rafayel.” The words come out barely above a whisper.

“I love you more (Y/N).” His eyes dart down towards your lips then back up to your eyes looking for permission. You give a soft smile and place your lips softly on his.

You feel his whole body relax as your lips move against one another. Soft whines and groans slip from his mouth into yours. His arms wrap tightly around your waist moving only slightly caressing your curves and dips. His hands rest finally on your hips as you pull apart. Both of you pant hot breathes in the small space you left between each other.

“Raf’ I want you… I want to be close to you in a normal sense and… that… way.” You batt your pretty eyelashes at him and he groans. His face finds purchas in your neck. He lays soft kisses on your shoulder and neck.

“Do you know what you do to me? You’re the only person that makes me feel so much with so little effort.” You feel him smile against your neck as he says this. Knowing he doesn’t mind the fact you make him go crazy.

You gasp as you feel him hoist you up. Your legs lock around his waist as he continues to kiss your neck and jawline. “Are you sure you want this?” He stops just before the bed. He softly plants you on the edge waiting for your answer. The look in his eyes makes you shiver. It’s sensual and restricted, like he’s trying his hardest to hold back.

“Raf… please. I need you in me.” In a moment he pounces on you.

His once soft kisses turn feverish and desperate. Needy and eager. His tongue gazes your bottom lip asking for entrance. You give him access to explore the depths of your mouth. Your tongues intertwine and dance with each other. Your lungs begin to burn, you pull away to breathe. He gives you a pout with swollen lips.

Catching your breath you give him a small chuckle. It only makes him pout further.

“And why are you just laughing and not kissing me.” His arms wrap more around you.

“You’re just so cute. I can’t help it! Plus I was thinking about earlier, you have so many pictures of me!” His face takes a deeper hue of red. He looks away bashfully.

“I missed you… a lot… and I wanted to see your face so I started drawing you from memory.” His nose nudges your jaw and neck as he breathes you in.

“I missed everything about you, your laugh, smile, eyes, nose, even your eye rolls!” He chuckles as he kisses lower down your collar bone. The roaming hands grabbing as much of your body as he can hover over the helm of your shirt.

“Can I take it off you? Can I unwrap you like a candy bar?” You laugh at his words.

“Candy bar?!” He starts laughing too.

“Yeah! Cause you’re the sweetest treat I could ever have… I bet you even taste like candy down here.” One of his hands trace your thighs, your whimper out a laugh. “Unwrap me Raf, as long as I can unwrap you.” You rub your hands against his chest and abs. Pushing his shirt up slightly to feel his bare skin underneath.

He tilts his head back with a smile enjoying your hands. “Yeah… yeah, let’s do that.” He feels his mind already getting hazy and clouded with thoughts of you unraveling for him, because of him. He quickly discards your shirt kissing you further down your body. Only stopping to let you pull his shirt off. The next to go is your bra, he quickly unclasp it and tosses it towards the nightstand.

You gasp as his hand gravitate towards your chest. Kneading and massaging your chest. He leaves a trail of kisses down to your stomach, and right above your hips. You whine, it sound like heaven beneath him. A symphony of sirens luring him in. He needs to hear more, he wants to hear more, he has to hear more. He presses open mouth kisses around your panty line looking up at you through his lashes.

Your head is tilted back, the veins on your neck are on show. You can’t look at him. If you do you might just break. “Baby~ look at me. I wanna see your face.” He mutters into your tummy.

“I want you to watch as I devour your cunt.” You feel him smile as he nibbles on your hips.

“I- I can’t.” You whine.

“You can. You will. Look at me.” He stops his menstruations and leans over you. “Please baby look at me.” Hot breaths huff into your neck.

You look at him. Elegant is the only word you could use to describe him. His moles contrast beautifully against the reddish color of his cheeks and nose. His lips partly parted and swollen, glistening with spit. He smiles as you stare at his face. You’re equally disheveled. It makes him giggle, “you’re a mess pretty girl.”

“You should see yourself… are you gonna keep staring at me or are you going to eat me out? I’m drying up by the second here.” That’s a lie. With the way his hands rub over your thighs and abdomen there’s no way you’d calm down.

“Oh?!” He challenges. When you don’t back down he falls to his knees and comes face first with your soaked center. Your panties are damped and sticking to your lips. “Mmm this down here doesn’t look dry baby~ this looks like you’re excited to be fucked by me.” You moan softly as he runs his thumb over your panties. The feeling isn’t enough. You need more. So much more.

“Raf… Ngh!” You jolt as he licks a strip over your pussy. Your moans get louder as he keeps lapping at your cunt. He does that a few more times before sliding your underwear off and tossing them somewhere in the room. He growls softly at the sight of your slick running down your lips. Before you can say anything else he dives in. His tongue circling your bundle of nerves, sucking and nibbling slightly.

You cover your mouth to stop yourself from being too loud. He sees this and glares at you, but he doesn’t stop devouring your cunt. Instead he start eating you out with more vigor. Wanting you to be loud for him. He gets so into it he starts lifting your hips off the bed making you fall backwards. He places both your thighs on his shoulders. Your hands fly to his hair and the sheet below you as you cry out in pleasure and shock.

“Raf! S-slow down I- I’m gonna-!” You can barely get the words out. He doesn’t stop his nose now rubbing against your clit. The stimulation gets too much the tight coil in your gut snaps and you gush against his tongue.

You scream as you arch you back off the bed. The heels of your feet dig into his shoulders. As you start coming down from your high you realize he hasn’t stopped, instead his tongue pokes and prods at your entrance. Then it fully dives deep into your sopping wet hole. Exploring and tracing your walls. Whining at the overstimulation you push his head away.

“I already came- please!” Your body jerks and spasms at his antics. He looks at you with a quirked eyebrow and a smirk. The little shit.

“I still have to stretch you out babes, I don’t want you crying about how too big my dick is.” He taunts you with a fake pout that turns into a cunning smile. You moan softly at the thought of him stretching you out.

You feel him slowly scoop up your essence with his middle finger. Then slide it right into your sopping cunt. The way your back arches and your mouth hangs open has him dizzy. His pants are tight, he really needs to stop wearing skinny jeans cause they are really suffocating his cock right now. He looks up at you and he feels your feet push the hem of his pants.

“What? Into feet play now?” He laughs at your snort as you shake your head.

“Take them off, I can’t feel you like this.” You smile like the sun rays glistening over the sea.

“Babe, I’m pretty sure you can feel me like this.” He pumps his finger harsher, it makes your eyes roll back.

“No, I wanna feel your dick. Pleaseee.” You whine and wriggle on his fingers.

“Fuck it.” His patience was already low from the start. It’s not fair how you have him in such a chokehold. As your lemurian for centuries he’s always obeyed you. Even if he wasted there is no way he could ever say no. You were his as he was yours.

The moment his pants and boxers come off he lets out a groan of relief. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock hitting his lower abdomen. Your eyes follow the v-line of his hips, down the prominent vein along his shaft, to the blushing leaky tip his thumb caresses.

“You’re not fair.” You pout. He scoffs and rolls his eyes.

“I can’t help I’m sculpted by the gods sweetheart. I was made just for you.” It’s your turn to roll you eyes as he gives you a wink.

“Yeah sure Mr. Crafted by the gods, come here already.” You hold your arms up waiting for him to come into them.

He wastes no time spreading your legs and sliding between them. You can feel him panting against your neck as he lines himself up with your entrance. His lips begin to hurt from hard he has to bite them to stop himself from losing it.

He’s focusing so hard he doesn’t hear the sheets rip under his nails. The sound just turns you on further. You coax him to go further by wrapping your legs around his torso, applying minimal pressure to get him to push in further with his cock.

You feel full just from half of him inside you. His cock was the perfect amount of girth and length to get you to see stars without him even thrusting. The slight slant downward of his shaft made the slightest of movements impossible to miss. You hate him and his perfection.

You hate the way his lashes flutter as he starts a sloppy rhythm. You can’t help but to hate the way he holds your hands while you get used to him moving. You hate the way his volume gets louder than yours. Which is pretty loud as you haven’t stopped moaning his name. His rhythm evens out enough for him to bend down and kiss you. He kisses you with so much emotion it makes your mind blank.

“Hah… my muse… baby- shit. I love you, I’m sorry I made you feel less than, hah… fuck, loved. You… hhhh, you deserve to be spoiled, and loved.” If he wasn’t speaking directly in your ear you would have missed his words with his balls slapping against your ass as he picks up the pace.

You grab the back of his neck and pull him into a sloppy make out session. You do trust your voice to reply, you’re afraid you might forget your words between y’alls moans. He understands what you want to say though. He feels it in your clinging to his back and legs keeping him from pulling out fully. He sees it in your unbreaking eye contact and the way you cradle his face in your hand. He hears it in your chants of his name, and gasping moans when he grazes your sweet spot.

He knows you love him too, and he knows you know he would drain the ocean just to hear you laugh and see you smile.

“Raf- so close. I’m so close please, come with me, come with me please.” You continue to plea as your grip grow tighter by the second.

“Uh huh yeah, gonna come for me? You gonna do that sexy thing when you arch your back into me? Fuck come for me.” His fingers find you clit, he starts rubbing small circles on it pushing you over the edge.

He follows not to far behind you, your walls pulsing and clamping down on him was more than enough. He didn’t think he was gonna last as long as he did. Especially with the way your voice was going through his ears and straight to his dick.

You start to come down from your high and push his hand away that’s playing with your clit. “I’m sorry for bugging you while you were-“ Your cut off by a pair of chapped lips.

“I thought we already made it clear, it’s my fault. I was an ass that stepped way out of line. I mean how did you let me get away for yelling at a goddess like you?” He smiles at your laughter as you pull him back into a kiss.

You stay in each other’s arms enjoying each other’s presence. You won’t admit it but you think you’d never get over losing him, despite his cocky, clingy, picky, sarcastic self. You loved him more than words or actions could ever express.

Only time, which you both would transcend for each other, would.

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JESUS I DIDNT MEAN TO WRITE SO MUCH BUT LIKE HOW DO EXPLAIN SEX?????

N E WAY… I love him 🥺. XAVIER IS NEXT! I wonder how I’m gonna hurt your feelings with him 🤔.

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