#Raheira

[sky-kiss]

Listen, don't judge me. Maybe they should be less pretty? Have you considered that?

Anyway. The man. He scowls.

#bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #jaheira #raphael x jaheira #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 screenshots #I create my own cursed content #and it's a jaheira photoshoot kinda night #Yes this is partially due to the stream and the art and my brain rot #Raheira #jaheira x raphael

[simplysolo]

wip update (except i'm like... 90% sure i'm leaving it here)

#simply's sketches! #jaheira x raphael #raphael x jaheira #raheira #raphael bg3 #bg3 fanart #bg3

[hydropyro]

Raheira fic here

Non-con tag due to mild dub-con

I hope you enjoy the insanity

#baldur’s gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #raphael #simpathyforthedevil #raphael bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #jaheira #raheira #Raphael/Jaheira #crackship

[sky-kiss]

Raphael x Jaheira: Leash

A/N: extremely short lol, but inspired by how absolutely damn unhinged Andrew and Tracy got on a stream. And the gorgeous art they inspired. Holy damn, Red is so psycho talented.

R x J: Leash 18+

Jaheira catches his lower lip between her teeth. “Come now, pretty bird. No songs for me?” 

Oh, he croons, preening for her amidst his sea of lavish silks. He is red. Red like the kiss-sucked bruises on his throat, red like his sheets, red like the wine trickling down his throat, tracking down his abdomen. The half-elf digs her knees into his hips, pulling back on the leash as she might with any well-trained mount. He arches, lower lip caught between his teeth, as she traces the path of the wine with her nails. 

“And in what tongue would you prefer these songs, High Harper?” the devil purrs. “I do consider myself a—” he gasps, hips jerking as she fists a hand in his hair. “ —most magnanimous host.”

Jaheira considers this, fighting back a shiver as he traces the underside of her breasts. She slackens her grip, and he tuts, disapproving, tucking his face in the curve of her neck. Teeth press against her throat, canines threatening to break the skin. She tugs on his collar, and he hisses. 

No marks, aye—that is the rule. Much like any spoiled princeling, he is inclined to break these agreements. 

“You might have surprised me.” Jaheira clucks her tongue. “Barely house-trained. Ah-ah. You do not bite unless asked.” 

He sinks his teeth deeper, and she grunts, instinctively yanking on the collar, binding him. Raphael bears the abuse, tongue lapping at the fresh wound. He groans. “Such a delicious vintage. Why—I can still taste Demogorgon’s fury on you.” 

She laughs, tipping her head back to grant better access. Ah, but let him have this indulgence. Jaheira leads him in a lazy rock, pleased by the way his hips judder when she squeezes him—greedy boy. 

“Ah, you would drink from me, then? How generous.” 

Raphael tweaks her nipple with his thumb. “Behave, Harper. Even these mighty new friends would struggle to wrest you from my claws—should it strike my fancy.” 

She pats his cheek, fighting back a groan of pleasure as she takes him deeper. Raphael’s left-hand settles over hers, still gripping the leash. He presses her back and draws the collar tighter, and it’s all the permission Jaheira needs to push them further. Her free hand settles on his sternum, pushing him back, making him snarl, jerking against this binding.

“Oh, beautiful boy,” she croons, pressing her thumb to his lower lip. “You believe I’d need them?” 

He thrusts up into her, long lashes fluttering over his cheeks—he is beautiful. Pleasure coils low in her belly as she wraps the leather around her forearm. Raphael grasps the leash and pulls her down to him. Until they press chest to chest, pace erratic as the half-elf rides him. This joining is a savage thing, teeth bared, swallowing each other’s air as they chase their pleasure. Jaheira finds it…well, it is the simplest sort of exchange. 

She strokes his hair in the aftermath, pleased when he presses a glass of fine wine to her lips. They are the sort to linger in the afterglow, neither embarrassed by their nudity. Both are old enough to welcome this…calm. 

Raphael digs his finger into the small of her back, honey-colored eyes glittering with mischief. “You will convince dear Tav to reconsider my offer?” 

She scoffs. “As if they would listen! These heroes will do as they please. You know this.” 

“I know this.” He licks the marks he’s left on her throat. “But the devil will have his due.”

#bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #bg3 #jaheira #jaheira x raphael #they did this #i did nothing #tell andrew and tracy to stop #bg3 smut #bg3 fanfiction #raphael x jaheira #Raheira

[sky-kiss]

Refusing to live in fear. In my lane, unrepentant, doubling-down, criming-harder, thriving.

the pool in the House of Hope cannot cleanse my sins

#bg3 raphael #jaheira #jaheira x raphael #raphael x jaheira #raheira #i guess #she coined it i have to live with it #whomst ever of you little mice made Queen Tracy AWARE of these crimes #lemme tell you

[hydropyro]

When you write something you really like and you just gotta look at it

#baldur’s gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #raphael #simpathyforthedevil #raphael bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #jaheira #raheira

[simplysolo]

jaheira/raphael wip that i don’t think i’ll get around to finishing

#simply’s sketches! #raheira shall prevail #raphael x jaheira #jaheira x raphael #jaheira #raphael bg3 #bg3 #bg3 fanart #wip