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slvtrlv · 11 months
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imagine #1
imagine Rafael hides his feelings for you.
But he wants to hold you, to kiss you, to be with you.
Wants to be yours so bad.
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I’m listening “wanna be yours” by arctic monkeys & now I’m a crying mess💔🥺
I’m gonna write a one shoot for this “imagine”
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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hi!
please can i request
1. "you look better in my clothes than i do."
with rafael barba 🥰
~ RAIN. STREET. NIGHT ~
Relationship: Rafael Barba x Female Reader.
Warning: none just a fluff.
Words: ???
A/N: hi, I hope you like it :3
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I've always loved the rain. But not when it starts at the most inappropriate moment.
Now I'm running into the apartment after another hard day, besides, I'm all wet after a heavy downpour.
Water drips down my hair and rolls into the neck area, from which I shudder and billions of goosebumps run, from which the trembling in the body increases.
- Damn this rain - I mutter to myself, taking off my sneakers, leaning my hand against the wall so as not to fall into a puddle of water that formed due to my wet clothes.
Rafi has not come yet, although it is already 10 o'clock in the evening. Of course, he told me about a new case that their company is working on at the moment, so our apartment is used to the late arrival of its owners.
I take off my outerwear and carefully tiptoe through the living room to the bedroom to take a hot bath and change clothes.
Strange as it may seem, but the first time I met Rafael was in such weather. It was pouring rain outside, and I was waiting for my bus at the bus stop and the only thing that saved me from the rain was the only tree on the whole damn street. Its leaves have almost all fallen off and only a couple of leaves protected me as best they could, and the bus still did not go. Desperate, I was about to go on, and just at that moment I felt that the rain had stopped coming, well, how to say, the drops were still hitting the puddles. I raised my head and saw an umbrella over me, and a man next to me.
- I don't want to bother you, but I don't think bus will come at such a late hour, – said the stranger. His voice immediately sent warmth through my entire body.
- Well.... What time is it now? - I asked, unable to take my eyes off his.
- It's almost midnight - the man replied. – I'm Rafael.
- Midnight? - I ask, surprised. Although knowing my friend, with whom we can talk non-stop, I shouldn't have been surprised.
- Yeap – God, if we are all your children, then Rafael is definitely your most beloved son.
- I'm Y/N - I say softly, holding out my hand to him.
- Nice to meet you, Y/N – he shakes my hand, which makes me think that absolutely his whole body radiates warmth: his eyes, his smile, his hands.....
- Here take this, otherwise you'll freeze completely – he hands me his sweater. And the only thing I feel is the soft material of the sweater and the amazing cologne.
- Thank you – I answer him, wrapping myself in the sweater more tightly.
That's how we met.
Taking off my clothes and throwing it outside, I went into the bathroom. I turn on the water and.... Cold. Wait… It's a hot water faucet....I turn the faucet in the other direction and there is also cold water.
- Great.... Just wonderful. Now I will definitely shake myself to death from cold and damp – I spread my hands comically, sigh heavily and go to the bedroom to find something that will help me warm up.
Sweater. The same sweater. His.
It is still as soft and pleasant as it was that night.
Rain. Street. Night. And he.
I wrap myself up in it as much as possible, and move into bed to warm up. Without noticing, I fell asleep.
- Honey – I hear a quiet whisper.
- Rafa – I answer half-asleep and open my eyes. The darkness does not allow me to see his face, but I know every detail of him even without the light.
- I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up, you were sleeping so sweetly – he runs his hand through my hair and kissed me on the head.
- It’s okay, I wanted to wait for you, but I fell asleep – I stretch out my arms to him so that he would join me.
Rafa succumbs to my charms and crawls onto the bed. Comfortably placed.
I am under the blanket, hugging his torso and putting my head on his shoulder and he is hugging me with his left arm around my waist, and with his right arm around my shoulder.
- Is this my sweater? - he grins.
- Yes
- Why?
- I was returning from work when it started to rain. I wanted to take a bath, but there was no hot water, so I had to put on your sweater – I answer him.
- Is that all?
- Of course not, I remembered the day when we met, I was also soaked and frozen to the bone. How you gave me, a stranger, your sweater and how this day brought you and me what we have now – I feel movement from his side and lift my head.
- You look better in my clothes than i do – Rafa kisses me on the cheek and nuzzles my neck – Always.
- I love you – I answer him stroking his hair.
- I love you too, Y/N – looking into my eyes, he says and kisses me on the lips.
For the sake of such moments, I am ready to catch raindrops every day, so that I can wrap myself in his clothes and his warm body.
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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I just want him as my husband.
Or a boyfriend at least.
Am I asking too much?
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a/n: no part 2 for now. bc I’m so sad to write a smutyyy part :(
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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~ WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME? ~
part 1.
Summary: “They say I'm too young to love you. I don't know what I need”
Relationship: Rafael Barba x Female Reader.
Warning: English is not my first language (let me know if I made a mistake(s)), NSFW, +18, drinking, smoking, a little bit swearing, blah blah blah maybe something more but I’ll added later :)
Words: 876
A/N: well I guess it’ll be a part 2 ;)
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The first rule is don't say your name.
The second rule is not to attract a lot of attention to yourself, this may arouse suspicion from people.
The third rule is to forget about the previous rules and act as yourself.
We were not acquainted with Rafael until his fragrance of perfume touched me.
He was a riddle I longed to solve. But everyone you meet is endowed with something that can attract you, so what was it? A wild desire for him or just a lack of sex?
An ordinary evening after a hard uni day. As always, I went to the nearest bar to empty my head of information and thoughts after studying. A glass of beer helped me relax, and it seems like all the problems began to slowly float away into the pool of unconscious thinking, but something was bothering me.
Problems with studying? No, I was a "good girl" who constantly tries to prove herself as best as possible in the educational activity. But something is weighing on me, and I know the answer to this question, but I don't want to voice it. To many thoughts.
I notice that a man is sitting next to me, he looks to be in his forties, but he looks handsome. Not that I have any problems with my father, but grown men have always attracted my attention. So it's a one in a thousand or even a million chance.
- Hi, do you mind a little company? - I'm trying to behave as naturally as possible, without showing signs of drinking alcohol.
- Not really - the stranger says, continuing to write something on a piece of paper, even without looking at me.
- You know, I come here quite often and I haven't seen anyone doing work here yet, - I say, trying to get him to talk.
- Well, I envy those who come here just to sit like that - he notices and continues to actively make notes.
- Listen, I have no idea what you're writing there, but I think it's not as important as, for example, having a good time in great company.
- Great? - he grins and finally raises his eyes to look at the destroyer of his routine - Well, let's see what happens - his gaze runs from top to bottom, it is noticeable that what he saw impressed him.
- I'm Y/N by the way - I say, holding out my hand to him.
- Nice to meet you, Y/N - he squeezes my eternally cold hand - I'm Rafael.
His hands are so warm that my hands begin to tingle, just like when you spent a long time in the cold and now trying to warm them in warm water.
- Repeat, - says Rafael to the bartender after finished his whiskey.
- This name suits you very well - I smile.
- What? - he looks at me in surprise.
- As beautiful as you are - I wink, leaning slightly closer to him so that only he can hear it.
- Thank you - he replies grinning, moving closer to me - Do you want to order something?
- No, thanks, I think that's enough for me at the moment - not that I mind drinking more, but I'd rather wait a little while until the previous alcohol starts to evaporate from my body - Do you smoke?
- In rare cases - Rafael replies.
- If you want, you can keep me company - I get up from my chair and going to go outside.
- Okay - he says, and gets up from his chair to follow me.
The music in the bar becomes louder as well as the number of visitors in it, the air begins to be thicker, which is why the room heats up a little.
We go outside and then I realize that it's not so cold, compared to when I just went to the bar.
I light a cigarette and pass the pack to Rafael. His long fingers lightly touch mine, which causes my cheeks to slowly burn. He inhale and God, you should see it to understand how much all the butterflies in my stomach turn over. Still, the effects of alcohol and hot man beside me doing it kind of effects on me.
- Do you know it could kill you? - Rafael remarks.
- Of course, they write about it on every pack of cigarettes - I try to joke.
- Come here - he beckons me to stand closer to him, apparently noticing that I am slightly shaken because of the temperature change.
I get closer to him, but not enough, he wraps one arm around my waist and puts his arm around me. Now it's a fucking hug.
- Let's not stand like on ceremony and play teenagers - he grins, hugging me tighter with one arm.
- As you say - I lay my head on his shoulder and the smell of his cologne envelops me to the toes.
After smoking, we went to a bar, where we sat and talked for a couple of hours. He told me that he works a.d.a in a firm, and it struck me, because I am studying at the Faculty of Law.
- Do you want to come to my place? - he asks, no longer shy stroking my knee.
- If you don't mind - I answer, feeling a pleasant end to the day in pleasant company.
A/N: leaves comments pls👉🏻👈🏻 and the second part coming soon
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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I’m watching “lie to me” with Tom Roth.
Just wondering if someone interested in him & want more fics 😏😏😏
Let me know in comments(u can send me request bc he’s so goooooood at this role)🛐
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN
Choose person & line:
I’m writing for:
- Aidan Gillen
- Benedict Cumberbatch
- Chris Evans
- Daniel Brühl ( only Zemo )
- Raúl Esparza ( only Rafael Barba )
- Tom Hiddleston
- and others ( you can write me )
Lines:
1. "you look better in my clothes than i do."
2. "i believe you."
3. "is that my shirt?"
4. "can i play with your hair?"
5. "you can tell me anything."
6. "isn't the view beautiful?"
7. "my mother adores you."
8. "they're not you."
9. "if you cry, i'll cry-- and that won't be fun for anyone."
10. "did you just kiss me?"
11. "i've dreamt about this."
12. "is that a drawing of me?”
13. "i didn't mean to say that but yeah, i love you."
14. "of course i will."
15. "wow you're photogenic."
16. "i thought you'd never ask."
17. "quick, kiss me!"
18. "you cancelled plans for me?"
19. "i've never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time."
20. "that is not what the instructions say."
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slvtrlv · 1 year
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~ SAY IT AGAIN ~
Summary: It was another useless quarrel, which did not end as usual.
Relationship: Rafael Barba x Female Reader.
Warning: NSFW, 18+ , English is not my native language (if you notice any mistake pls tell me), also idk Spanish (thanks google translate).
Words: 1064
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Perhaps I was no longer angry at him, but at the pressure from the bosses from work, and he had to bear it on himself every time.
But this time everything was much more complicated, besides problems at work, there was a problem that concerns him as well.
He is constantly working, and I no longer know what to do and how to make him pay attention to me.
It's the same thing every day: he comes home tired, and if he has enough strength, he has dinner and goes to bed, but there is another way of development - he falls into the home office and sits there all night, working on a new case.
- I'm already tired of the fact that you spend all your free time at work - trying to suppress anger, I say.
He walks around the kitchen table and comes at me like a predator at its prey.
- You know that this case is very important, and I can't just put it aside - trying to mitigate the situation, he replies.
But it's too late, I'm tired of it. The only thing I asked him to do was not to spend all his time at work. But who did I ask for it from? Of course, the most important jerk of the lawyer's organization - Rafael Barba.
He wasn't a jerk at all, but sometimes I wanted to hit him hard for his behavior.
But I couldn't, I fell too much in love with this hombre listo cubano.
- I hate you - I throw words at him caustically, without even having time to think about it before.
Standing very close to each other, I can feel his heated breath on my face.
- Say it again? - for a second I noticed how the fire in his eyes burned, but closing them and opening them again, his gaze dropped to my lips, I wanted to start talking, but his lips were falling on mine and I was drowning in his dominating again.
One hand holds my neck while the other slides around my waist. He deepens the kiss, tilting his head to the side, I let his tongue penetrate my mouth without holding back a moan of pleasure.
My hands slide over his big shoulders, while one of his hands lifts my leg, wrapping it around his hips. And now I can fully feel his arousal through the thin fabric of classic dark trousers.
Damn pants, too many clothes between us.
His thoughts were about the same thing, so unceremoniously removing his hand from my neck, he began to make his way to the place where I wanted him the most.
The last bite of my swollen lips, and now he attacks my neck, naturally leaving hickeys.
- Damn, you have no idea how much you la mierda mi cerebro - he exhales into my neck and runs his long fingers under my panties, starting immediately to drive circles around my clitor.
- Don't stop - bursts out of me.
I hear him chuckle, but before I can do anything, he penetrates me with his fingers and teasingly leads them inside and back.
- Did you think that I would allow myself to stop at the most beautiful moment? - grinning with his stupid lips that have driven me crazy more than once - Now that you've calmed down, let me show you how much I want to give you all my time.
He touched the most needed spot inside my pussy, and I can no longer restrain my moans, moving my hips in rhythm with his fingers. My hands go down to his belt and without any unnecessary words, I abruptly take it off and unbutton the fly on his trousers.
I stroke him through his boxers, and a growl escapes from his lips, which have already moved to my collarbones.
- Don't play with fire if you can't put it out, cariño - he breathes.
And now we both rub against each other's hands, giving not enough pleasure for both of us.
He takes his hand out of my pussy and licks me off his fingers.
This is the most teasing moment when he does this.
I look into his eyes, which show only excitement and the need to be inside me.
Picking me up with his strong hands to his lower back, he doesn't even worry about pushing my panties away, pulls down his boxers with pants to his knees and kissing me on the lips, he bursts into me.
A strong moan from the feeling of fullness escapes from me, which is why I cling to his back like a cat.
- Tan bueno, eres tan bueno para mí- he growls into my lips and his voice is much lower than usual.
- Rafi, please...- I beg him, and my lips attacks his vein on his neck.
His deep and sharp thrusts give me the opportunity to plunge into the pool of bliss.
And he is the only one who can give me such pleasure.
Just him.
He knows every part of my body, he knows at what moment his hands should massage my breasts and twist my nipples with his strong venous hands.
He knows at what angle his cock cuts into the g-spot delivering me in full ecstasy to the point of trembling in my body.
- Cum para mí- a barely audible voice echoes in my ear - I know that you are close, I feel it - my walls are squeezing his penis and I feel every vein on his dick.
- Oh, my God, Daddy, yes... - I shout, shaking from the wave of orgasm, at me.
- Eso es todo, baby - he exhales in a rough voice as his own orgasm covers him.
He shivers as much as I do, and leans his body against me, pressing me harder against the wall.
I run my fingers along his back, trying to relax his muscles. He is breathing heavily, trying to regain his breath.
Moving away from the wall and coming out of me, a squeak breaks from my lips.
His hands support my waist so that I don't fall.
I snuggle up to his strong chest and hug him even more tightly, burying my face in his neck.
- Did i hear you call me 'daddy'? - I don't even have to look up, I already know that a smirk is playing on his face.
- Who knows - I answer him, kissing his neck - Papí.
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