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After playing Love and Deepspace for a bit now, while going for a second play through this scene hits a lot harder after you learn the lore of the Lemurians and Rafayel specifically

Let's talk lore and theories below, shall we~

Knowing that Raymond should have died by now, and that he WANTS Zayne to ask why (coupled with the Lemurian skeleton) is pretty much a dead giveaway that he's harvesting them for his longevity. He seems smug that he's done what Zayne and his fellow Doctors couldn't, and then almost taunts that Zayne is being held back by staying at Akso.

What I didn't catch the first time, however, was that he's keyed into the area Zayne is researching (the Tower or whatever it is currently) on Mt. Eternal.

As far as I know, Xander Sciences isn't a name we've heard again (correct me if I'm wrong, this is why I'm replaying the whole story again, so I can try and catch the things I didn't understand the first time), but we know someone is after Rafayel specifically and this is a pretty good lead already.

The irony of it all though, is Raymond having the "cursed" painting that almost killed him.

Painted by whomst???

Why our dear darling God of the Sea himself 🐠 like what a tasty little piece of revenge lol. I can't remember if this painting was specifically made for Raymond (commissioned?) or a chance purchase, but my god it's kind of amazing on Raffy's part if it was purposefully done. Sending a booby trapped painting of the bloody death of your people to the man who's brutally harvesting them and displaying their remains in his home like a fucked up macabre museum piece. It's just 😚👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼 so perfect.

I won't lie, the whole chapter is so much more uncomfortable and creepy when you've got more context 😖

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So after reading the 'forgotten sea' I went to re-read the last chapter of the 'sea of golden sand' only to find parallels that melted my heart.

Now that we know that it was not just a dream.

Also the fact that the myth says that it was the happiest day of his life is just so 😭😔 cause we know by his dialogues that he felt the burden of being a sea god for a long time and now he had someone ( his beloved follower ) who was there to listen and comfort him.

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please, just stay a little longer. rafayel x reader (she/her) drabble

she would have reoccurring dreams of a sea god that saved her when she was meant to be a sacrificed to him. in the dream, she was fully aware of what was happening, as if she had lived in this time before. but as soon as she would wake up, she could not recall a thing, yet she was left with a feel of emptiness, like something was missing or she had lost something very important to her.

note: this is clearly self indulgent, and i just could not get this out of my head while it popped up as i kept listening to that unknown bgm in chapter 9, so it kept yelling at me until i wrote it. pieces of chapter 1 and little bit of pieces of chapter 9 in forbidden sea. not beta read, here is your warning. i am also very rusty, but i hope those that read this will enjoy it!

warning: angst, hurt with slight comfort i suppose? but hey, it's sfw.

it was the day of his ceremony, every lemurian gathered to witness the sea god and his beloved walk into the temple. fishes of all kinds swam about and round rafayel and his beloved follower.

upon the two entering the temple, everything became silent, save for the gentle sound of the water as she looked around before her eyes landed on her hand in rafayel’s. the way he held her hand as if it were the most delicate thing in all of the sea and land made her heart skip beats. 

she closed her eyes, raised her other hand and rested it on her chest. she took a deep breath and spoke to herself.

i am willing to give him my heart.

i am willing to give him my sincerest form of worship.

i am willing to have his very being etched, engraved onto my soul as i praise and pray to him for the rest of my life.

she felt rafayel’s hand in hers, something hot began to intertwine and embed itself into her palm, it became a line and part of her soul.

then, panic rose as she opened her eyes. 

“this is my promise to you.” rafayel spoke in the softest tone much like how soft his eyes looked into hers. “for ‘tis lemuria’s vow, a bond everlasting.”

“rafayel, wait—” she smiled nervously, her heart beating too fast for her own good. “why does it sound like…you’re saying farewell to me. please, i—” 

rafayel stepped forward, lifted his arm and wrapped it around her waist, drawing her in closely like the gentle current of the sea, small blue fish began circling around them and one red one in particular seemingly settled on rafayel’s shoulder as a blue one settled on hers.

how foolish, even in the sea does her tears begin to build up. even as she was underwater with the god of the sea, she could not stop the tears from falling from her eyes.

“do not worry, i will not be gone for long.” 

"you said that last time and the time after that, stop lying to me..."

still panicked, she immediately threw herself onto him, despite his protests from last time when they snuck out to see the sunset both under the sea and above. she did not care for what rafayel would do. 

“hold me. push me away. i don't care, just—please, stay a little longer.” she begged with the weakest voice despite how much strength it took for her to tamp down this undeniable fear of being abandoned, almost etching itself right where the thread that sealed their bond remained. "can't we just stay like this for a moment more?"

rafayel stills, eyes wide and at first he did not move nor did he say anything. then, his eyes relaxed and there was a smile that etched upon his lips as he finally lifted his arms to wrap themselves around her, placing a gentle but fleeting kiss onto the top of her head. 

“once a lemurian is bonded with a human, they cannot go against their wishes.” he reminded her of what the bond entailed, despite being the young god of the sea.

“then, stay. please, rafayel—don’t leave me.” she did not care how desperate she sounded because he thought of rafayel no longer being with her terrified her and her worst nightmare soon manifested itself as she heard rafayel’s chuckle.

“i will find you no matter where you are, we will meet again. but for now, it is time for you to wake up.” 

“don’t lie to me! you always say this, every time, in this very moment and then i’m left waking up to an empty bed and something empty inside me that i can’t understand until i fall back asleep and pray to whatever deity will hear me to meet with you again. why… why can’t you stay any longer?!” 

“shh. do you not trust me?” 

she fell quiet, burying her face against his shoulder as the tears continued falling. “i do, but—” 

“there is no but. you either trust me or you do not.” rafayel sighed quietly and cupped her face, his eyes spoke louder than the words he could offer her, yet he did not know if she felt his emotions. after all, he was not that good when it came to expressing something so intense he felt which was all because of her. 

she only clung onto him tighter, refusing to wake up just to forget everything that had happened in her dream that felt so real. who is that man? where was she? why can she not recall his name?

rafayel gazed at her, knowing she was deep in thought and lifted his hand to brush away the tears, shaking his head gently. “what a shame, human tears do not turn into pretty pearls when they cry, yet i find yours the most precious in the entire sea.”

he leaned close to her ear, his fingers gently carding through her soft locks. “trust me and let me go, you will not have to wait any longer.” 

she shook her head, hugging him even more tightly. “i don’t want to! i’m tired of never remembering you in my waking life. it’s not fair!” 

“you have stayed here for far too long, do you not wish to see me in the waking life?” 

“how long, rafayel? how long until i can meet you again, what if i cannot remember you?”

“it will sadden me, i will admit, however…that does not mean that i would give up on you. after all, i will chase you to the ends of the earth.”

rafayel’s words began to fade as her vision darkens and the whalefall city is turned into ruins just as the ancient civilization of lemuria was soon forgotten.

she shot up in her bed, breathing heavily and blinked before a gasp escaped her. her hand lifted as she brushed some tears away then rubbed at her eyes. normally, she would remain confused for a short moment before pulling herself together and return to her every day life.

this time, while she cannot remember anything, she placed her hand on her chest before she drew her knees to her chest and buried her face in her arms, letting herself mourn.

what am i mourning for? 

why does everything feel so empty? 

why does it feel as i i’m crying about something lost? 

what did i lose? 

…who did i lose?

eventually, she was able to collect herself and prepare for the hunter ceremony. today was the day she would become an official deepspace hunter. once the day was coming to an end, tara waved goodbye before she was being dragged by a random young boy to help him with something.

with the fish net, she looked into the pool and furrowed her brows before she could attempt to swipe one into the net, someone interrupted her concentration. 

“...but this one, bright as a flame, is a real flammula from lemurian legends.”

“flammula? i’m not very familiar with those myths or folklore.”

something in her chest tugged the moment he turned and walked away. something yelled inside her to go after him, but why? she was confused and something inside her felt disappointed as the figure gradually became smaller until he could not be seen any longer.  

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My Delulu thoughts about the LaDS Boys

Disclaimer: None of these are official or confirmed from the game. Just my general thoughts and about their personalities. Maybe a little spoilers. You are warmed!!!

Xavier:

* What if the reason why he is so clingy is because he has been around for long and he has seen M/C falls in love with another man in her different lifetimes?

* Same reason as above why he is so straight forward to his feelings so he wastes no time to ensure the m/c knows he desires her.

Rafayel:

* Abysswalker and Rafayel did seem to have different personalities. While Abysswalker is quiet and reserved, Rafayel on the other hand is overreacting and loud yet they are the same person. If Abysswalker died with m/c (which is I think unlikely) he will never redundantly mention leaving him alone.

* It seems like both Xavier and Rafayel lives long enough seeing m/c die, lost her memory, fall in love with another man so many times that they have no filters when it comes to their feelings.

* On the contrary, Rafayel is a bit dramatic in his current life because, although he playfully says that the m/c keeps him waiting and leaves him, this is his defensive mechanism to shield his feelings if ever, m/c dies, lost her memory and leaves him again.

* They say hurt can change people and in this it changes Abysswalker's personality

Zayne:

* We know that Foreseer in fact did die. But unlike Foreseer, Zayne seems to keep his memories of both him and m/c.

* It also seems that his curse follows him in his new life, which is why Zayne is so careful in showing his feelings to m/c. Thus justify his lack of enthusiasm after picking her up after m/c business trip.

* Officially we don't know if the curse is still with Zayne, this might also mean he is just careful so that they will not end up dead like the last time. With curse or not.

* It seems like Foreseer and m/c already know and fall in love with each other even before the timeline of the Myth. (I hate you Astra!) Yet Zayne/Foreseer chose to fall in love with her time and time again. Even if he lost his memories of her.

General Thoughts:

* The boys generally suffer so much. And as much as I love for the m/c to fall for just Zayne, Xavier and Rafayel was there to protect and love her as well.

* Spending so much time reading fans thoughts and fanfics, made me understand more why they prefer Xavier and Rafayel.

* I guess we are to experience more heartbreaking moments in the months to come. So I'm preparing myself..

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These 2 from Rafayel's 2nd myth... I adore them ueueue

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Love & Deepspace Chapter 8: Milky Way Sunset Part 2

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Save a horse ride a cowboy 🤠

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rafayel sketch

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despite everything, it’s still you—?

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Alternative Color Versions of my artwork “Overgrowth” Which one is your favorite?

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✮ apple of my eye

౨ৎ rafayel x reader. fluff, gn!reader, rafa being the adorable fishie he is i love him so much — wc: 460

notes. 2 fics in a row because i havent posted in like weeks

“you're late. again.” rafayek complains as you enter his studio. he is perched on his ladder again as he continues painting on his canvas. he did make some progress from the last time you were in the studio, with colors covering the canvas. “so, what brings you here? late by…” he checks his watch. “two hours.”

“i'm sorry, rafa.” you apologize, shaking the plastic bag in your hands, trying to catch his attention. “but look! i brought you stuff from the convenience store.”

rafayel huffs, his eyes momentarily looking at the bag but eventually returns to his canvas. “i don’t care about that.” a pout is visible on his face. “i can’t believe you’re late again. what happened to the promise you made in the hospital?”

“look, it’s not my fault wanderers appeared just as i was about to leave!” you explain. “do you really want me to ignore them when I’m a hunter?” rafayel doesn’t answer, instead, he dips his paintbrush in the white paint, ignoring you. “rafa.”

“what?” he mumbles out. “i can’t hear you.”

he's being petty again. you think to yourself, sighing inwardly. you walk up to him, poking his thigh. “rafa, come on. come here.” he looks down at your inviting hand stretched out to him, and he grumbles, placing his paintbrush in his cup. He takes your hand, climbing down the ladder. “here, take a break, yeah?” you guide him to his couch.

rafayel sits on the couch, a pout still visible on his face. you take a bag of chips from the plastic bag, one of rafayel's favorite snacks. “here! i bought it on the way here.” you hand it over to him, and you can see his eyes light up. “am i forgiven now?”

“mhm.” rafayel grabs one of the chips, taking a bite happily. “do you have more? one bag isn’t enough to earn my forgiveness, you know?”

“oh,” you blink, leaning in closer to him. rafayel stares at you with wide eyes, the proximity of you two making rafayel blush. you smile at him before kissing him softly on the lips. when you pull away, rafayel is still staring at you with his wide eyes, except this time, he looks embarrassed. “is that enough to earn your forgiveness?”

“y-yeah…” rafayel mumbles, looking away. “that was enough.”

you smiled, giving him a pat on his head. as you are about to pull back, rafayel pulls you back into his embrace, hugging you tightly. “what? do you need something?” you look up at rafayel who still has a bright blush on his face.

“nothing,” he replies. “i just want to hug you. i missed you.” his hold around you tightens, holding you in place.

your eyes soften. “i missed you too, rafa.”

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━ relationship headcanons for the love and deepspace mains

pairing: Zayne/Mc, Rafayel/Mc, Xavier/Mc

Zayne -

- He pays close attention to your eating and sleep schedule. If you don’t eat enough he’s going to order a food delivery to your house. If he has time before work, he cooks for you and makes sure everything is gone from the plate

- You tend to kiss him whenever you meet him and he loves it. When you happen not to do it, you either forget or you don’t think it’s appropriate at the time he actually frowns a little because he anticipates it every time he sees you

- When you’re walking together he loves when you link your arm around his and when he opens the door for you or just wants you to walk in first, he places his hand gently on your lower back as if he’s guiding you

- Zayne is such an active listener, his attention is fully on you whenever you’re spending time together, even when you’re yapping

- He is so proud of you and cares about you so much he will find any excuse to mention you in conversations. Everyone else in his life knows about you and how amazing you are

- If you’re into reality shows, he always pretends that he doesn’t like them and he has other things to do but you always catch him watching it with you. He asks questions about the people in the show and he asks you to rewind when he misses an important part of it. You two probably have a show that you watch together but he’d never tell anyone about it

- He always gives you lifts home if you don’t drive yourself. When you’re getting out of work or it’s raining and you’re out or you’re on a night out only planning to leave at 2 am, he will collect you and drive you home. He wants you to be safe

- He sends you instagram reels and you don’t have the heart to tell him that you’ve already seen that video on tik tok last year

- Zayne likes taking pictures of you on his phone and it could be the worst angle and blurry pics that you hate, but he thinks you look beautiful and he makes a folder on his phone with just pics of you. His phone screen is definitely a picture of you and he loves seeing it every time he looks at his phone

- It’s rare for him to straight up say it or go for it but he loves when you invite him for a cuddle and let him lay on top of you with his head resting on your chest. The way you hold him and stroke his hair makes him feel secure and loved. There’s something about it that makes him feel so much comfort and he always has the best sleep when he’s with you

- If you’re in college or doing work reports, he will proof read your reports or assignments for you and give you good critiques

Rafayel -

- He loves kissing you, like a lot. You could just be talking to him and he’s staring at you, smiling softly while looking at your lips and eyes and then he just goes in and kisses you when you’re still in the middle of a sentence. When you’re like “Rafayel!” He’s just like “What? Why are you yelling?” He pretends he didn’t do anything

- He loves pranking you. When he hears you coming into the room he’s in, he hides behind the door to scare you. When you take too long he gets annoyed and stops hiding and then you wonder why you get a dirty look from him

- When you’re watching movies he’s gonna talk through them. He wants to discuss what’s going on and he gives out to the characters in movies when they do something stupid

- Rafayel absolutely loves being around you, he follows you around everywhere. If you’re showering he will sit on the toilet seat to keep you company. If he’s not busy he’ll run errands with you. You need to buy milk? Ok he’ll go with you

- Arguing with him is pointless because he’s gonna start smirking and say something like “You’re so cute when you’re mad.” Or he’s gonna pretend to yawn and say “Yeah, yeah I get it. I’m getting tired now, let’s go take a nap together.”

- He’s very affectionate so he’s gonna want to touch you in some way when you’re near him. His hand is gonna hold yours or his fingers lovingly brush your arm or leg etc and when he’s sleepy he attaches himself to you like a koala bear

- He teases you and makes sarcastic comments pretty often. He likes not to take life too seriously. But he gets serious when he has to. If you can laugh at yourself he considers it to be a wonderful quality

- Raf sends you so many memes and tik toks during the day. He will be sitting beside you and start laughing really hard then send you the meme/tik tok with caption ‘you’

- He catches onto your dialect. You’ll catch him saying your phrases and he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it

- For events like your birthday he makes plans weeks prior to make it the best day for you

Xavier -

- He gives you puppy eyes whenever he wants something. If you say you have to go back to your home, he’ll give you the eyes and it’s always hard to say no

- He usually just goes along with whatever you want. If you want to put make up on him or raise a kitten together he’s just like “ok”. He will agree to anything so you are the one who has to be rational

- Xav shares anything with you. If you literally go to his apartment and ask to borrow his tv he’ll just let you even though he’d have nothing to watch anything on. He’s not even mad if you take food from his plate. He is willing to give you his whole meal

- He also goes to run any errands with you if he has the time. Anything you have to do or get he’ll go with you

- If you wake him up by planting kisses all over his face, he’ll wake up smiling and hugging you tightly in bed. He thinks you’re so cute. He adores when you do that

- Xavier actually really enjoys the cute nicknames. He likes being called ‘babe’ or ‘honey’

- He loves when you wear his clothes or use his shower gel. He just loves sort of “marking” you in a way. You smell like him, you wear something of his it’s so satisfying to him. He often leaves hickeys on you too

- He tells you he loves you at least twice a day and he tells you how much he misses you when either of you have been away

- Xavier zips up or buttons up your jackets for you

- He always kisses your forehead before pulling you into a hug

- Jeremiah always teases him about you because it’s so obvious Xavier is madly in love with you. Xav focuses on you so much that when there’s other people in the room he forgets about everyone else

- He always holds your hand when you’re going for a stroll together. If you’re shopping he happily holds your bags for you and waits patiently. If you need his opinion he’ll give it

- Watching movies with him is useless because he passes out on the couch like a dad and if you wake him up he’ll deny falling asleep

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━ when you and him break the bed

pairing : Zayne/Mc, Rafayel/Mc, Xavier/Mc

warning : suggestive, nsfw

Zayne -

"Sooo..." you side eye Zayne while he stands beside you. You're both staring at the dent in the mattress as the result of the broken slats that held it up. His shirt hangs loose on your figure and your fingers are fiddling with the fabric of the sleeve. You were sure you felt something crack underneath you, but at the heat of the moment it's too easy to ignore everything else. He's silent, squinting his eyes but simultaneously attempting to hide his smug smile. As much as this is an inconvenience, he has a reason to be proud.

He walks over to the bed and lifts up the edge of this heavy mattress so he can properly study the damage. You stand near him once again with hands on your hips, nodding to yourself.

"Hmm, well... Yup, definitely broken." you purse your lips.

Zayne drops the mattress and glances back at you.

"Aren't you perceptive?" his tone is sarcastic, with a mischievous twinge to it.

You roll your eyes playfully, making him smile.

"What now?" you ask, intently watching him turn around and firmly place his hands on your hips.

"Now, we're going to have to continue this somewhere else."

Rafayel -

He inspects the damage, agreeing that he’ll definitely have to call someone. He turns his head towards you, standing up. There’s a cocky twinkle in his eyes as he smirks.

“What.” you cross your arms over your chest, scoffing.

He shrugs his shoulders, continuing to hold his cheeky smile. “I didn’t say anything!”

You point an accusatory finger at him. “You’re giving me that look again.”

He tilts his head to the side, admiring how cute you look in his shirt. His stare envelops your being with embarrassment and you poke his cheeks, which just makes him laugh.

“Rafayel, stop.”

He grabs your wrist to prevent you from poking him any longer and he wraps his arms around your waist. He chuckles when you cover your face with your hands, prompting him to try to pry them away from your beautiful face.

“Why are you being so shy now?” he knows how to receive a reaction from you. “About ten minutes ago you were riding me so hard you broke my bed.”

You look at him in disbelief. “I couldn’t be the only one to cause that!”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say.”

Xavier -

“Should we just keep going?” he questions, standing naked as he didn’t have enough time to react and dress up. And god knows where his underwear is. You’re struggling to find your own.

“Xav, the bed is broken. I almost fell into that dent.” you tighten the belt of your bathing robe around you.

Xavier sits at the edge of the bed, pushing down onto different spots of the mattress.

“This side is still sturdy enough.” he glances up at you with a hopeful look in his eyes.

You shoot him a glare, wondering how long you’re going to have to sleep on your couch before this is sorted.

“So… I guess not.” he’s still eyeing you with his ‘innocent’ puppy eyes.

It is fairly funny that this happened but at the same time it’ll cost you. You watch as the hunter sits quietly, waiting for your decision. He’ll do anything you want after all.

You roll your eyes playfully and smile, cupping his face in your hands. You lean down to kiss him on the lips.

“How about your place for now?”

The excitement quickly returns to him and he’s ecstatic at your offer.

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hello… what are your thoughts on rafayel going into mermaid heat?

i have too many thoughts on rafayel going into mermaid heat. TOO MANY. warnings: 18+, mdni, gn!reader, mermaid heat, potential dubcon, implied switch rafayel and reader

for starters, he'd be heavy in denial that it was even happening. his skin would grow clammy, his cheeks would be dusted in the prettiest of pinks, he'd be hot to the touch, his cock hard to the point it hurt, but despite all this, he'd still insist that he was fine. maybe coming down with a cold but still fine and certainly not starting the beginning of his heat.

because if he admitted it, acknowledged even consciously  to himself that he was in fact going into heat, that means he'd have to admit something else.

needing your help.

so he'd avoid you, like the plague, despite everything in him shouting for him to call you, to get you over to his house and into his bed as fast as possible. it'd be almost painful to avoid your texts and watch his phone screen light up from where he's curled in on himself on the couch, keeping a moan sealed tight in his throat when the picture he has of you saved in your contact pops up each time you call him. it was torture.

but you know rafayel too well. he's your boyfriend after all and you know something is up when he isn't immediately responding to your texts or calls all day long. so, of course, you end up at his house late at night once you've gotten off work.

he only starts to admit to himself what's going on when he sees how concerned you are for him. ebb day has already passed this year and he insists he isn't sick, at least not in a way that he needs medical attention for. it gets harder and harder for him to keep lying to himself, and you as well, now that you're here, so close to him. he can smell your familiar scent. it  consumes him whole ‘til he can't think of anything else but you. the way you cup his face, the way you lean in close when checking his temperature, the way your skin feels heavenly against his even.

his denial would go so deep, he would still deny it was happening even after he lets out a wanton moan when your leg accidentally brushes his thigh. he'd never tell you when he's like this, only using his words after when his heat had run its course and he is finally in his right mind again. you'd have to piece it together yourself, having to suffice with the nod of confirmation you get in return when asking him if he's in heat. if mermaids even experience heat. which, is very much apparent with his current state.

secondly, when rafayel is in heat, it is probably the only time that he doesn't talk your ear off when it's just the two of you. instead, his witty banter and teasing jokes are replaced by whines and mewls, and moans, and pleads. the most you'll be able to get out of him is a debauched and needy, "yes," when making him answer you verbally when asking if he wants your help with his eat and if it's okay to touch him. you'll also get the occasional, "please," or whimper of your name between the myriad of sounds you're pulling from him. any other attempt at talking is merely broken speech or fragments or words that always end in some strangled cry, never being able to be fully comprehended.

and maybe it's because you're so enamoured with him, or maybe it's because of that lemurian voice of his, but every sound he makes is breath-taking. it sings in your ears and dances in your chest and tummy, leaving you aching for more. aching to see what sort of symphony he'll make for you with each new touch and kiss and lick you give to him. the desire runs deep enough that you almost wonder if his heat can rub off on you.

lastly (for now), rafayel would definitely have more stamina than any of us were expecting. once you got the ball rolling, offering him your help, there was no stopping him until he was satisfied. regardless of what role, if there were any, each of you took before this point of exhaustion, rafayel would take over once you've been decommissioned from hours of tending to him and making him feel good– not that you didn't enjoy every second of it.

he'd roll on top of you, grinding his still hard and aching cock against any part of you that he can reach, holding you to him. he'd whisper in a small and hoarse, "please," into the side of your neck, patiently waiting for your answer. no matter what state he was in, if you were past your limit he wasn't going to push that. but, if he could help take some of the pressure off you, let you relax while he took from you what he needed, he would.

and of course you would let him. how could you say no to him? especially when he's like this and when he's been so good for you all night, insisting on making you feel just as good as you've been making him feel.

he'd whimper and whine into your neck, your chest, your hair, anywhere he could bury his head in your scent as he uses your body in whatever way he needs. but he'd always hold you close to him, holding you through every thrust and moan and orgasm the two of you share. if he wasn't holding onto you, he was gripping your hand in his, fingers intertwined like his life depended on it.

no part of your body would have been left untouched by the time he finally stops for a small break when the sun starts to rise.