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Im just requesting more Rafael Casal smut idc what the plot of it is 🫡

Free use of one of my fics to thirst for Rafa?

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gfg Pt. 1

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Black!Reader (Maya Smith) x Daveed Diggs Rating: M 18+ MINORS DNI strong language, drug usage, SMUT unprotected sex, public sex, spanking, fingering, dirty talk, voyeurism, exhibitionism, double penetration, edging, overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, daddy kink, sir kink, oral m/f receiving, dom/sub. FILTH Summary: Rafael and Reader invite Daveed to their bedroom Word Count: 1.8K Requested: YES! From this Anon ask, y’all this was literally the first request when I opened my asks again. At first, I was like

Then I was like

Maya sat in the green room scrolling on her phone, the clippng concert had just ended, and she managed to escape backstage to wait for her boyfriend of five years. Maya was deliberate in picking what she chose to wear tonight and she received the exact reaction she was hoping for. Maya wore this out specifically for Rafael. She decided against standing near the front of the crowd, as that would be too obvious, so she opted to stand in the middle, center stage right in Rafael’s eyesight when he would be on stage with Daveed.

She could still recall the moment when his eyes met hers during the concert and the look he gave her when he saw what she was wearing. It sent shivers throughout her body, she bit her lip in anticipation of their plans tonight. She could feel the arousal between her thighs the whole concert. The door opened and Maya looked up from her spot hoping to see Rafael but it was Daveed. He was still sweaty, and shirtless, from the concert.

“You always manage to lose your shirt during a concert Diggs.” Maya teased a smirk on her face. Maya and Daveed always participated in playful flirting when they were around each other, ever since Rafa introduced the two of them, it was harmless…well at least on Daveed’s end.

“It’s only for you,” he winked, “and I know you not talkin’.” He said about what she was wearing.

“Was I too distracting?” Maya questioned, crossing her legs, showing off more of her thighs to Daveed. Daveed laughed nervously,

“Yeah, the lights kept shining off your big ass forehead,” Daveed deflected. Maya had to bring out the big guns, she got up and walked past Daveed, not without brushing her ass against him.

“Sorry, D.” She said obliviously as she bent down to grab a water bottle from the mini-fridge.

“Damn,” Daveed exclaimed eyeing Maya’s body.

“Like what you see Diggs? You know, I didn’t only wear this outfit for Rafa.” Maya slowly approached the man until their faces were inches from each other. Daveed cursed under his breath.

“You okay there, Daveed?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,”

“You sure?” She stepped even closer to him, her breasts pushing up against his hard chest. Daveed held back a groan, he wanted to pinch himself because he had to be dreaming. Even if he was, he didn’t want to wake up. Maya didn’t give him a chance to respond before she wrapped her hands around his neck, her lips dangerously close to his.

“What you doin’ Maya?”

“I don’t know,” she responded feigning innocence “What do you want me to do?” The door opened to reveal Rafa. Daveed had practically jumped away from Maya, Rafa had a dark glint in his eyes.

“Keeping my lady company Diggs?” Rafa walked into the room and stood beside her. She didn’t miss the subtle squeeze on her side.

“Uh, yeah, yeah, um I’m gonna talk to Bill real quick,” Daveed said absentmindedly leaving the green room quickly. Once he was gone Rafa turned his gaze to Maya

“What?”

“You know what, so?”

“Oh, he’s definitely down, let’s shoot for next week, my birthday.” Maya grinned “He probably would’ve fucked me if you didn’t come in.”

“Oh really?” Rafa grabbed Maya’s hand and led her back to the sofa. He sat down and she instantly straddled him

“Mhmm, I was hoping he would, I wanted him to bend me over the sofa and fuck me so bad, I just know his dick is big,” Maya whispered into Rafa’s ear, purposefully trying to get under his skin. You gasped when Rafa roughly grabbed your hair

“What are you trying to do Maya?” Rafa asked his lips ghosting over yours, you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your face.

“Should’ve known you’d enjoy this too much,” Rafa said rubbing his thumb over your lips, you obediently opened your mouth and he pushed his thumb in. You moaned around the digit, your eyes never leaving Rafa’s. You ground your hips down, moaning wantonly, feeling Rafa’s hard dick through his sweatpants. Rafa removed his thumb from your mouth. Rafa leaned back on the couch, his arms spread out. Rafa gave you a look and you knew what he wanted. You unbuttoned your shorts and lifted your body before flinging them off. Rafa attacked your mouth not giving you a chance to react to the passionate kiss. It didn’t take long for Rafa’s hands to travel down until he dipped his hands into your fishnet tights, he smiled into the kiss when he discovered you weren’t wearing any panties. You hungrily looked at your boyfriend before you were suddenly turned over and laying across his lap.

“This is not what I told you to wear,” Rafa said darkly as he ripped your tights.

“I’m sorry sir, the dress couldn’t fit.”

“Cause of all that ass,” He said kneading Maya's ass, making her moan aloud

“You better keep it down before someone hears you. Unless that’s what you want. You want someone to come in here and see how much of a slut you really are? You got everyone fooled that you’re so innocent but you know what you are deep down. You still need a punishment one, for not wearing the dress, and two, for trying to make me mad. How many do you think?”

“Five, sir.” Rafa hummed,

“Shouldn’t even call this a punishment, you love this don’t you?”

“I love whatever punishment you give me sir,”

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Hmm, count and if you mess up I’ll start over.”

“Yes sir—aaahh!” Rafa's hand came down on her ass…hard

“One,”

“Mmm, Two!” Maya almost screamed when she felt Rafa’s finger rubbing gentle circles on her clit and then roughly pinching it. She didn’t have a chance to react, Rafa landed two hard slaps.

“Three! Four!” Maya said into Rafa’s thigh.

“One more baby, you’re doing so good.” Maya could only moan in response, she had been on edge since she left their place. Rafa delivered one last slap.

“Five!” Rafa picked Maya up so that her back was against his chest, her legs spread open. She gasped loudly when Rafa sunk three fingers into her, instantly finding the spot that made her eyes roll to the back of her head. Maya should’ve kept her mouth shut, but who would she be if didn’t push the envelope a bit?

“Mmm, Daveed,” She moaned Rafa landed a slap on her clit, he covered Maya’s mouth when she cried out

“You really wanna piss me off?” He said into the crook of her neck.

“No, sir.” She breathed.

“I think you do, you’re being bad Maya, and bad girls don’t get to come.” Rafa pulled his fingers out and placed them in front of Maya she obediently opened her mouth and took the digits into her mouth, moaning at the taste of herself. Three heavy knocks made the couple pause in their moment.

“Yo Raf! Diggs said you're needed at the meet and greet.”

“Looks, like we’re gonna have to do this the fast way.” Maya got off her boyfriend’s lap and instantly sunk to her knees.

“Raf?!”

“Give me five minutes!”

Maya eagerly undid Rafa’s jeans and pulled out his hard dick. Maya swallows him, taking him as far as she could. She put her hands behind her back and let Rafa fuck her mouth. He placed his hands on the back of her head and thrust his hips up, making her gag around his dick. It didn’t long take for Rafa to come, Maya swallowing all that he gave. Maya smiled wickedly at Rafa licking her lips.

“I love you so much, you did so good baby. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“Mm, I love you too and you were perfect.”

“Wait for me here? I’ll be right back.” Rafael hurriedly pulled up his jeans and rushed out of the room. Luckily for Maya, there was a bathroom in the green room. By the time she was done freshening up Rafael had returned.

“You hungry?”

“Yeah, can we get ramen?”

“Of course, we can get it to-go, head home and take a bath together.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Next Week

Rafael and Daveed were sitting on the couch not even remembering why they were laughing so hard. Rafael hosted a kickback for Maya’s birthday. By now everyone had left, and it was just the three of them, which was the perfect time to spark up. Maya sat on the other side her legs sprawled over Rafa. Maya smiled slyly when a wicked idea came to mind, she grabbed Rafa’s face pulling him close to hers, and did a shotgun; making sure to exchange eye contact with Daveed the entire time who shifted uncomfortably on his side of the sofa.

“So I’m gonna head out.”

“Are you sure? We were gonna play a game,” Maya pouted

“Nah, I’m a little faded.”

“All the more reason you shouldn’t leave.” Maya crawled over to Daveed’s side of the sofa. Daveed frowned, why the hell wasn’t Rafa saying anything, Daveed visibly gulped when Maya straddled him.

“Your mouth says you want to leave, but something else is telling me differently.”

“Rafa, what the fuck?!”

“Stay…Daveed, I want you to…for me. I’ll say please,” Maya leaned in close by his ear “and other things.” She whispered, Daveed chuckled nervously

“Raf!”

“Maya and I have been talking and we want to do this with you. If you want.” Daveed would be lying if he didn’t say he thought it about…plenty of times…late at night…last night. He never acted on it because he didn’t want to jeopardize his friendship with Rafa and his relationship with Maya.

“No strings attached?”

“We can make this a regular thing if you want,” Maya offered eagerly.

“You better give her an answer soon, Diggs.” Rafael teased as he handed Daveed the blunt. Daveed took a large inhale, fuck it.

“Can I be a good girl for you, Daddy?” Maya asked as she began to slowly grind against Daveed,

“Fuck, I think I should be asking you that,” Daveed hands went to Maya’s waist to control her movements

“Are you gonna be a good girl for both of us?”

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Good Omens

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JASMINE CEPHAS JONES GIF PACK

— ✰ on the page linked below in the SOURCE LINK, you will find ( ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN ) hq gifs of JASMINE CEPHAS JONES sourced from her role as ASHLEY JONES/ASHLEY ROSE in season one episode three of BLINDSPOTTING. jasmine is 32 but was 31 during the filming of this season. she is of african-american ( unspecified ) & white descent, so please cast her accordingly. all gifs were cropped at 245x145 and were made from scratch by feifer for roleplaying purposes only. therefore, i am taking full credit for these. DO NOT: add these gifs to any other gif hunts, gif sets, edit, redistribute, claim as your own, use in real-life celebrity rps, smut rps or for smut writing. DO: please give this post a like or reblog if you found these useful or have any intention of using these.

gifs feature: Rafael Casal.

warnings/triggers: Physical harm (being kneed), prison (visitation room), colorful neon lighting, secondhand smoking, and smoking.

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Follower Refresh!!

Hi lovelies!! Looking to refresh my blog. If you like

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Anything about Blindspotting

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A couple of weeks ago, I deleted all my RPF works — mostly featuring Daveed Diggs and Rafael Casal — from AO3. I think there were about a dozen stories, so several thousand words. I decided a while back not to write any more RPF, and I was feeling more and more uncomfortable about it, especially because most of it was smut, and Rafa, at least, probably read it all. More than a little cringey, so it’s gone now, and I’m writing other, equally smutty stuff, but only about imaginary characters.

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Playing With Fire (Rafael Casal x Reader)

Words: ~6.4k

Warnings: Pure, unadulterated filth. bdsm themes (dom!rafa), swearing, alcohol

Summary: While attending a wedding, you decided to tease Rafael a little too much. And he decides you need to be punished because of it.

I don’t know what happened, and how it happened, but it’s here. And I’m so excited and I hope you like it, too. Special thanks to @braidedchallah​ for making me write this and hyping me up lmao

“Can you zip me up?” You asked as you walked towards the bathroom, holding up your dress with your hands. Rafael was standing in front of the mirror, perfecting his hair.

“Sure,” he said and you turned your back towards him and he quickly pulled up the zipper. He leaned down to place a kiss on your shoulder and then turned you back around to look at him.

Fuck, you only thought. Obviously Rafa looked good in everything he wore, but today he looked especially hot. He wore that suit with the black and white patterned jacket and the solid black lapels and black dress pants. He added his thick gold chain under the collar of his white shirt, so it mostly just peaked out in the middle as well as wearing gold rings on both his pinky fingers. The hair that had grown out a bit was carefully styled back in a pretty sleek look and his beard was trimmed to perfection.

“Like what you’re seeing?” He asked cockily with a grin, obviously noticing your staring.

“Definitely, my boyfriend is hot as hell,” you said, stepping closer and running your hand over his chest.

“Yeah? Well, my girlfriend is pretty hot, too,” he replied, leaning down to kiss you slowly, his hands moving to squeeze your ass.

“I want you to fuck me tonight while you’re wearing that suit,” you whispered against his lips and then kissed him again.

“Oh, I think that can be arranged,” he whispered back, pinching your butt cheek, making you jump with a squeak and then you let out a giggle.

“We have to leave now, though or otherwise we’ll be late for the ceremony.” Rafa ushered you out of the bathroom and you both got ready to leave.

The uber was already waiting outside when you stepped out of Rafael’s place. You would both be drinking tonight, so you decided not to drive yourselves.

You both got into the car, making sure you had the gift and everything else you needed with you and then you were being driven to the location of Anthony and Jasmine’s wedding.

There was already a big crowd of people when you arrived, a lot of them you knew, since you had a lot of mutual friends, but some were family or friends of theirs you weren’t familiar with. You looked around, everything was decorated so beautifully with white flowers and great attention to detail. At the front there was an arch where the bride and groom would stand when the ceremony was held and then countless rows of chairs in the grass for all the guests.

Almost immediately you also spotted Daveed, chatting to some people. You knew that Emmy was a bridesmaid, so she was probably off helping Jaz get ready.

You dropped off the present on the table with all the others and then Rafa and you made a beeline towards Daveed.

Diggs wore a dark purple checkered suit, it was relatively tame compared to what he usually wore, probably not wanting to draw too much attention, but still enough to stand out between the other simple black suits.

“Yo, Diggs,” Rafael shouted at him before he reached him, a big boyish grin on his face, making him turn around and then they hugged each other. You knew that they hadn’t seen one other in a while, Daveed having been off filming the second season of Snowpiercer, so they had a lot of catching up to do.

“Hey, Y/N! How’s it going,” Daveed then turned to you, hugging you tightly as well.

“It’s going well,” you smiled brightly at him. “How’s shooting going?”

“We’re a little behind, but it’s gonna be good.”

You were about to say something else when a woman at the front by the arch asked all of the guests to please take a seat.

The ceremony was absolutely beautiful and made you tear up a bit and when Rafa saw that you had tears in your eyes, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you in close to his side, kissing the top of your head.

And once it was over, the celebration began. And oh, what a party it was. The people were only really seated when the food was served, otherwise they were dancing and drinking, celebrating the newlyweds.

You also had a couple of glasses of champagne. You wanted to dance but Rafa was busy talking to Daveed. You talked to some other people and danced with some of the girls you knew, but you wanted to dance with Rafa. Craving attention, you were sitting down next to him as he was still chatting to Daveed and you couldn’t help but place your hand on his thigh, rubbing your thumb back and forth slightly. But he didn’t react to that in the slightest, used to your casual affection, so instead you slid your hand further up his thigh, straddling the line of indecent hand placement, yet still no reaction. You went up a tiny bit further. That’s when his hand suddenly, yet subtly, grabbed your hand, holding it in place as he kept on talking to Diggs as if nothing was happening.

A few minutes later, Diggs excused himself, Emmy wanting to dance with him, when Rafa turned towards you. A dangerous glint in his eye.

“Behave,” he only said and that single word alone stirred something inside of you.

“Dance with me,” you then whined and he finally indulged you, pulling you up and dragging you to the dance floor where he spun your around for a few songs.

After a couple of dances, a slow song was played and Rafa pulled you close against his chest. You had a smile on your face as you swayed back and forth together and having him so close to you in that moment made all sorts of thoughts run through your head. You moved so your lips were right against his ear.

“I want you so bad right now,” you whispered quietly, so no one would hear you.

“How about we find a secluded little corner and you can make good on your promise a little early? I mean, why wait until we’re back at home again?” You said with a mischievous grin on your lips. You could hear a soft groan come from Rafael and you could swear that you already felt his semi-hard cock press against you, the thought of ravaging you in public turning him on.

“They’re about to do the speeches,” he replied, not giving you the answer you wanted.

“So what?” You asked back, now pressing a kiss to his neck, right underneath his ear and then also nibbling on it a little, Rafa letting out a heavy breath.

“So you know I have to be here because Jaz asked me to say a few words.”

You obviously knew that Rafa had prepared to say something, but that didn’t mean that you were going to make it easy on him.

“If that’s the case, then I’d better find myself someone else to entertain me during all of the boring speeches,” you moved back a bit so Rafa could look at you as you said that, seeing the teasing and provocative look in your eyes as you raised one brow at him.

“If you’d rather be ‘entertained’ by someone than be satisfied by me then go right ahead, baby. But we both know that no one else can give you what I give you,” he said with a cocky tone to his voice and while you knew that he was right, you were still up for the challenge.

The game was on. You got a special kind of satisfaction from teasing Rafael, trying to push his buttons, because you knew that what came after, was always mind blowing - for both of you. You both also knew that it was all in good fun and you weren’t actually trying to make him jealous for nefarious reasons.

So once the dance was over and you were sitting back down at the table with all the others, because the speeches were about to start, you let your eyes wander over the crowd, looking for a potential candidate to get close to. You saw an objectively attractive guy sit at one of the tables that was mostly just old friends of Anthony’s that you didn’t know. Which was perfect. That way he didn’t know you or Rafa or that you were together.

You waited until the speeches were over, obviously you wanted to hear what Rafa had written and how he made the crowd laugh, but afterwards you got up and moved through the room. Rafa spotted you and you only gave him a wink, before you made your way over to the guy that you had set your eyes on perviously. And once you reached him, you didn’t hesitate chatting him up, starting a friendly and flirty conversation. You felt a little sorry for him, only being a pawn in yours and Rafa’s game, but you didn’t feel quite sorry enough to stop.

Ben, you learned, was and old college friend of Anthony’s and on top of that quite receptive to your advances.

You went to the bar together, got some drinks and then chatted. You glanced over to where Rafa was standing and talking to some people but you saw that his eyes were on you. You made sure to touch Ben a little, only a hand on his arm or chest, nothing too much. But when he then got a little more comfortable and put one hand on your waist, moving closer towards you, Rafael was suddenly next to you.

“Hey, baby, there you are,” he said and Ben immediately retracted his hand from your body, stepping back and Rafa didn’t even look at him, instead he leaned down to kiss you, pulling you close to him, making sure that the other guy knew that you were his.

And oh, possessive Rafa always turned you on.

“I should get back to the others,” Ben then spoke quietly and quickly disappeared, obviously having understood the very obvious hint.

“You’re playing with fire,” he said, kissing you again.

“I know, but don’t pretend like you’re not loving it,” you said in return, pecking him on the lips once more.

The rest of the night was spent dancing, laughing and drinking and eventually you and Rafa both decided to head home. You said your goodbyes to everyone. By now you had taken off your high heels, feet aching, carrying them in your hands to the uber you had ordered, holding Rafa’s hand in the other. And when you got into the car, you leaned your head against his shoulder, still holding his hand until you arrived back at home.

Mia was not at home, you had placed her in the loving care of a friend for the night so she wouldn’t be alone while you were out all day and night, so there was no one to greet you when you came home.

You were barely through the door of your apartment, dropping your shoes by the door, when Rafa turned around, looking at you while he undid the top button of his dress shirt.

“Take off that dress and get on your knees,” he said in a voice that you knew all too well. It was the voice he used when he didn’t want any talk-back or arguments. The voice he used when he wanted you to say ‘Yes, Sir’, ‘Please, Sir’ and ‘Whatever you want, Sir’. And it was the voice that made you immediately wet whenever he used it on you.

While it took you a little by surprise, excitement still rushed through your body as you reached around to your back to undo the zipper of the dress - thank God it was easier to open than zipping it up - before you then proceeded to take it off completely, letting it pool around your ankles on the floor. You took one step forward, one step closer towards him, and then sank down on your knees, only in your matching bra and thong now. Clasping your hands together in your lap, you looked up at him through your lashes with faked innocence, trying to hide your excitement.

But as you looked up Rafa’s body, you could definitely see his excitement, straining against his black slacks. It made your mouth water.

He took two steps, so he was directly in front of you now, you had to lean your head back into your neck to look up at him. The tension in the room and between Rafa and you was electrifying, not knowing what he had planned for you, but knowing that you were going to love it either way.

Rafa placed one of his hands on your cheek, gentle and soft, thumb rubbing over your skin.

“Did you have fun today?” He asked and at first you were a little taken aback by that question. But it was a nice day and you had a lot of fun, the wedding was beautiful and being with all your friends and Rafa made you very happy.

“Yes, Sir,” you then replied with a little nod.

“Well, I hope it was worth it, because I’m gonna have to punish you now.” Rafa moved his hand slightly so it was under your chin, running his thumb along your bottom lip.

“See, I was going to take you home tonight and fuck you nice and well, just like you asked me to, make you cum at least three times until you screamed out my name… But you had to be an impatient little brat. Teasing me, trying to make me jealous. You know I need to punish your for that,” he said and he almost looked sympathetic, as if he didn’t really want to punish you, but you both knew that that was not the case. Rafa was going to enjoy punishing you very, very much.

Rafa’s thumb was still on your lip and you couldn’t help but dart your tongue out to give the pad of it a little lick, wanting to taste him.

“Oh, that’s how you wanna play it?” He asked with a scoff, pushing his thumb past your lips and pressing down on your tongue slightly. You immediately started sucking on it, hollowing your cheeks and letting your tongue swirl around his digit.

“God, look at you, you’re such a little slut.” He let you continue to suck on his thumb like that as if it were his cock.

“I was only going to spank your ass until it’s red and raw, but now I’m thinking I’m going to have to fuck that pretty little mouth first, make you gag on my cock and have you swallow all of my cum,” Rafa mused and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, the prospect of having him fuck your face made heat spread throughout all of your body.

He pulled his thumb from your mouth and then opened the button and zipper of his pants as you watched him intently and once he had freed his member from his boxer briefs, you licked your lips almost unintentionally. He held his hard and thick cock in his hand and guided it towards your mouth, rubbing the head over your spit-slick lips that also still had remnants of your lipstick on it. You raised your hands to reach for it, wanting to wrap your fingers around him, when Rafa suddenly pulled back a little.

“No hands. I get to decide how hard and deep I fuck your mouth. Disobedient little brats like you don’t get to have a say in that,” he said before he put his tip back to your lips. “Now open that mouth for me.”

You did as you were told, opening your mouth and letting him slide in, loving the taste of him and the feel of the velvety skin on your tongue. One of his hands moved to the back of your head, gathering your hair, holding you steady for now as he slowly started thrusting into you. He started out slow at first, letting you move your tongue around his cock just as you had done minutes ago to his thumb. Then he pushed in deep once, agonizingly slow, making you feel every inch of him as he slid down your throat. It almost made you gag, but you managed to relax your throat and take him deeper, swallowing him down until he was completely inside of you, the tip of your nose touching his pelvis.

“Just like that,” he breathed out, suppressing a moan as he pushed you down just a little bit further. “Put your whore mouth to good use for once.”

You tried pushing your luck a little by moaning around him, it was obviously stifled by his cock, but you knew that he would feel the vibrations of it. And the moan he let out in return told you that he definitely did. He pulled his cock out, letting you breathe again, but only for a second before he slammed back in and this time he set a bruising pace.

The grip in your hair tightened and he grabbed your chin with the other hand and pulled your head against him every time he thrusted into you, making you take him deep with every move and making you stay in place. At this point you couldn’t even really wrap your lips around him anymore as he was just fucking your throat sloppily, gagging, spit starting to drool down your chin and tears were gathering in the corners of your eyes.

Your hands were balled into fists, but still resting on your thighs, wanting so badly to touch him, but wanting to be good for him and obey his orders.

By now, the tears were rolling over your cheeks freely, not only from the way he fucked your face but also from the frustration of wanting to touch him, letting out a whine as he kept on thrusting into your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum,” he panted between heavy breaths and moans.

“I want you to swallow every drop of my cum,” he said, stilling for a second as he was deep inside you, so you could hum your agreement.

“Gonna put my cock so far down your throat and make you swallow it, if you want to or not,” he continued, as he kept on moving again, a slower pace, but each thrust deep and forceful, making you gag around him some more. You wanted him to cum so bad, wanted to taste it, wanted to feel him cum down your throat, wanting to give him that sweet release.

Rafa thrusted into you once, twice and a third time before he came with a low groan. And just like he promised, he pushed his cock down deep, you took him down as far as you could once more, his hand moving down your throat to feel himself inside of you and then he released his load, hot ropes of salty cum spurting down your throat, swallowing it all down and starting to feel a little light headed from the lack of oxygen, when he finally pulled back and out of your mouth completely, leaving you breathing heavily.

You finally unclenched your fists and raised one hand to wipe away the spit from your chin, you looked up at Rafa, his chest was heaving and he was looking down at you with a satisfied smile on his lips. His hands found your cheeks and wiped away the tears.

“You did so good for me, baby,” he said, voice soothing and it made you smile, to know that he was happy with you, that you pleased him.

“Thank you, Sir,” you replied, voice a little hoarse.

He tucked himself back into his pants and then helped you up and only in that moment did you realize how bad your knees hurt from kneeling on the hard floor. He leaned in to place a kiss on your lips, you tried to deepen it, but Rafa moved back, always leaving you wanting more. Instead he slid one hand between your legs, pushing your panties to the side and letting one probing finger move through your slit, feeling the obvious wetness that had gathered there. You already let out a moan at that, even though he barely even touched you.

“Oh, baby, it’s not a punishment if it turns you on this much.” He almost sounded scolding, with the tiniest hint of a smile on his lips. He obviously enjoyed it and liked how you got off on being used by him like that.

“You know I’m still going to have to spank you, right?” He asked with a sadistic smile on his face, you only nodded.

“And if you’re a good little slut, I might even let you cum.”

Rafa pulled his hand from between your legs.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” he then said, taking your hand and leading you towards it.

Rafa took off the suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, then sitting down at the edge of the bed. You watched as he did all that, and then stood in front of him.

“How many spanks do you think you deserve for the shit you pulled tonight?” He asked, head tilted to the side as his eyes were wandering over your body, taking in your form.

You thought for a second.

“Twenty?” You asked, unsure.

“Twenty?” Rafael scoffed a little. “I was thinking more like thirty. I think that’s more in line of what you deserve,” he explained to you and you only nodded wide eyed, swallowing hard.

“Get on my lap then,” he said and you moved to lay across his lap, the rest of your body resting on the bed. Rafa immediately put a hand on your ass, moving it across your skin, softly.

“What’s your safe word, baby?” He asked, he obviously knew it, but he wanted to make sure that you remembered it and that you would actually use it if you needed to.

“Red,” you replied with a smile, craning your neck to look back at him.

“I want you to thank me for each hit. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes,” you said and that earned you your first spank on your right ass cheek, taking you by surprise and making you jump a little.

“Yes, what?” He asked with a sharpness.

“Yes, Sir.” You said. “And thank you, Sir,” you immediately added.

“I think you need reminding who you belong to. The way you pranced around tonight, like a whore, offering yourself up…” He said before delivering another slap that stung, surely already leaving a red print of his hand on your ass.

“Thank you, Sir,” you quickly said.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked with another slap.

“Thank you. I belong to you, Sir. Only to you,” you whined out desperately from the pain but also from the pleasure. Rafa claiming you as his and you declaring yourself to belong to him always did something to you. It made your heart swell and your insides tighten in the best way possible, making wetness pool between your legs and you were sure you were practically dripping by now.

“That’s right. You’re mine.” Another slap.

Again you thanked him and then he proceeded to spank each cheek multiple times, alternating between them, not adhering to a pattern to keep you on your toes, until the flesh was burning and sensitive and probably glowing bright red. Your hands were fisting the blankets by now, clenching them tightly, needing to hold on to something, something you could focus your pain on.

You didn’t count, having lost track in your lust and pain-riddled haze quite quickly, so when he stopped to spread your legs a little more and his fingers found your dripping core, you assumed that that must have been it, letting out a quiet breath of relief. But then he removed his fingers again and instead brought his flat hand down again in another slap right to your clitoris, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. Your clit was swollen and sensitive from arousal and while you wanted to be touched there, it was too much, way too much and way too sudden. Tears started prickling in your eyes, overwhelmed with the sensation and you barely managed to remember to thank him.

“Only three more, baby, you can do it,” he then said, seemingly sensing you teeter on the edge of your limit.

It took all your willpower to keep your legs spread for him. The urge to just clench them closely together to deny him access was strong. But you so desperately wanted to be good for him, wanted to take the punishment you deserved.  

And he delivered those last three slaps one after another, with no break to let you catch your breath and it made you cry out and the tears fell from your eyes.

Still you managed to mutter your thanks on a shaky breath.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you sniffled quietly, trying to hold back sobs.

That’s when Rafa pulled you up and against him, making you straddle his lap, holding you close.

“It’s over. It’s over, baby, you were so good, so perfect for me,” he whispered soothingly into your ear. His hands moved down to your butt to rub over the reddened, burning skin most gently with his hands.

“I love you,” Rafa muttered, placing a kiss into your hair.

“I love you, too,” you whispered back, voice still a little shaky, but becoming more steady again. You pulled back from him slightly to look at him and he had a look of pure adoration on his face. You gave him a little smile and then kissed him and Rafa almost immediately licked into your mouth, deepening the kiss, entangling his tongue with yours.

He slowly slid one of his hands from your ass over your hip and down to the front between your legs where he found you still completely soaking wet, pushing your panties to the side once more, he then finally gave you the attention you needed, circling your clit with his fingertips. You were so sensitive, not just from the arousal, but also from his punishment. And right now, his fingers felt like heaven and it had you moaning into his mouth right away.

But you also needed more, wanting to be filled up by him.

“Please, need you inside me,” you said, your lips so close to his they were touching as you spoke. Rafa didn’t hesitate and decided to indulge you by pushing two fingers inside of you, making you sigh out, eyes fluttering shut, giving yourself to the pleasure.

He started pumping his fingers in and out of you, but you needed more and couldn’t sit still and started grinding your hips down on him. You had your hands on his shoulders to keep your balance.

“Yeah, fuck yourself on my fingers,” he said, making you open your eyes again.

“You’re such a little slut.”

“I’m your little slut,” you said with a wicked grin, which pulled a smile from him as well.

He pushed another finger into you and the slight stretch was exactly what you needed, he then also started massaging your clit with his thumb. Those combined sensations made heat build up low in your stomach and a knot of pure pleasure forming.

Your nails started to dig into his crisp white shirt and the skin underneath it, starting to breathe heavier. Rafa used his other hand to pull your bra down to expose your breasts, attaching his mouth to your hard nipples, first one, then other, but giving them the same treatment of biting and pulling and sucking.

“You can cum when I tell you to,” Rafa then said, knowing that you were nearing your climax. He didn’t make it easy on you, though, curling his fingers now so they hit that spot inside of you precisely and perfectly, making your breath hitch.

“Fuck,” you breathed out quietly, knitting your eyebrows together and squeezing your eyes shut as the pleasure grew, trying desperately to hold it back and hold out until Rafa allowed it.

“Look at me, baby,” he said and you opened your eyes again, looking at him.

“I want you to look at me when you cum.”

“Please,” you whined. “Wanna cum. Need to cum,” you begged breathlessly.

“Just a little longer,” he replied with a smirk. He enjoyed this a little too much, seeing you squirm and beg for release. You bit your bottom lip, still riding his fingers though, keeping yourself achingly close to the edge.

“Okay, baby, let go. Cum for me,” he finally gave you permission and you were so grateful because you wouldn’t have been able to hold off any longer. Your orgasm crashing through you, your entire body tensing up as the pleasure moved through your body in waves, toes curling, before you then felt weak and like you were close to falling apart. Your walls clenching around his fingers.

But Rafa didn’t let off, he kept the same pace, fucking you with his fingers and still rubbing your now overly sensitive clit.

“Too much,” you breathed out, but you weren’t quite sure that was true, because while it felt like too much on the surface, below you could feel another orgasm already building, dangerously close to breaking through.

“I promised you at least three orgasms and I intend to keep that promise,” he said, sounding very confident. And he had every right to be confident, because he knew your body, better than yourself sometimes, and he knew that you had some more orgasms in you that he was  fully intending to coax out.

“Come on,” he said. “I know you can do it.”

Rafa started peppering your neck with kisses, from your jaw down, leaving the occasional dark purple mark by nipping and sucking, and once he reached the junction of where your neck met your shoulder, he suddenly bit into the soft flesh hard. And that pain took you by surprise, triggering your orgasm unexpectedly. Making you gasp out and moan while he kept on fingering you, until that second orgasm slowly subsided, too.

His movements slowed down and then he pulled his fingers out of you, making you feel very empty, but also feeling relieved at the short break that gave you time to catch your breath.

You watched him lift the fingers that were just inside you to his mouth and lick them clean, moaning at the taste of you.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he told you once his fingers were clean of your juices.

You leaned in to kiss Rafa, you could taste yourself faintly on his lips and while you kissed, he reached behind your back and opened your bra, making you take it off completely.

You wanted more of him now, too, so your fingers found the little buttons of his shirt and started unbuttoning them and once it was completely open, you pushed it off his shoulders and then let your hands roam over his chest, which was only adorned by his gold necklace now. You broke the kiss to look at his tattoo, fingertips trailing over the letters on his left pectoral. Rafael knew that you had a thing for his tattoos, tracing them with your fingers or your lips any chance you got and this time was no different, placing a kiss on the capital letter I.

“Need to fuck you, babe,” Rafa then whispered and you looked back up at him.

“How do you want me?” You asked, biting your lip. Taking a quick glance between your bodies to see that he was obviously already hard again.

“On all fours.”

You got up from his lap, legs still feeling a little weak from the orgasms, and then you first got rid of your panties before getting onto the bed, positioning yourself in the middle of it, just how Rafa had ordered. He had gotten up from the bed, too and rid himself of the rest of his clothes. You felt the mattress dip when he kneeled on the bed behind of you, his hands finding your ass and smoothing them over the still slightly red and sensitive skin.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like that. On all fours, ass red, waiting for me to fuck you,” he said as his fingers found your pussy once more.

And when he then replaced his fingers with the tip of his thick cock at your entrance, you were more than ready for him, needing his hard cock inside of you. You wanted to move your hips back, trying to get him to enter you, to get him deeper, but you decided to hold still, even if the anticipation was almost killing you. You knew that Rafa would appreciate it, you behaving.

“Tell me how badly you want my cock?” He said, wanting to hear you beg for it.

“So badly, want you inside me. Want you to fill me up and have you deep inside of me. I want you to fuck me hard, Sir. Please,” you then said, desperation lacing your voice. Having Rafa inside you felt like nothing else. You were addicted to the feeling and right now you were craving your next fix.

“Now, how can I say no to that?”

You didn’t turn around, but you could vividly imagine the smirk that Rafa probably had on his face right now.

Slowly, achingly slow, Rafa sank his hard member inside of you, stretching you slightly, making you sigh out in pleasure. Once he was completely sheathed inside of you, he stopped, before pulling out again almost entirely in the same pace, torturing you with it, teasing you. You just wanted him to fuck you, to pound hard into you, and he knew that.

“Rafa, please,” you whined out, needing more, but suddenly he stilled his movement completely.

“What did you just call me?”

“Sir, sorry! I’m sorry! I just- I just want you to fuck me, please,” you all but begged now.

“Oh, you want to be fucked like the whore you are?” He asked.

“Yes, yes, please,” you replied.

Suddenly you felt his hand between your shoulder blades, pushing you down forcefully against the mattress and then he leaned over you, taking your hands and gathering your wrists together behind your back. That way your cheek and your chest were pressed flush against the bed, no way to hold yourself up anymore.

Rafa liked restraining you like that. Sure he enjoyed tying you up a lot, too, but there was something about holding your hands like that with his own that he especially liked. Having that physical power over you, being the actual thing that holds you down instead of ropes or his belt.

“Act like a whore, get fucked like a whore,” he said as he entered you again with a hard thrust, making you gasp. “But then again, you like that, don’t you?”

“Love it,” you moaned out as he repeated the action.

And then, Rafa just started fucking you. Just how you wanted him to, how you needed him to.

Hard and fast, making you moan and breathe heavily in an instant.

Rafael knew exactly how to fuck you to make you cum from penetration alone and he was doing just that, keeping his rhythm steady and deep and at just the right angle to hit your g-spot on every thrust. It had you on edge in no time, but you knew that you needed to wait, hold on a little longer. And Rafa made you wait, made you bite back and hold back your orgasm as he kept on rutting into you, grip still tight and borderline painful on your wrists.

“I’m close,” he then finally said between heavy breaths.

“Me too,” you said, but you were sure he already knew by the way you tightened around him and how your body tensed up.

“Cum for me, baby. Cum on my cock,” he then finally pressed out as he thrusted into you one last time and released himself inside of you. And you came too, when you felt his warm cum deep inside your pussy, as you were clenching around him until you had milked him of every drop, while moans of pure pleasure spilled from your lips.

“Fuck, baby.” Rafa was breathing heavily, letting go of your wrists. You pulled your arms to the front, alleviating the ache in your shoulders from the position he had held you in.

He then also slowly pulled out of you.

“Stay like that, gonna clean you up,” he said, getting up off the bed and walking towards the bathroom. You couldn’t stay like that, though, no energy left to hold yourself up. Instead you moved so you were laying flat on your belly, needing to relax your body.

You could feel the cum slowly dripping out of your pussy, but Rafa was already back again with a wet wash cloth to clean you up. You flinched a little when he moved it through your folds because you were so sensitive, which made him chuckle in return. And once he was done with that, he took out some lotion from the nightstand and rubbed it on your butt, cooling and soothing the skin.

“Thank you,” you mumbled against the bed, a dopey, satisfied smile on your face.

“No, thank you. You were fucking perfect tonight,” he said, laying down next to you and pulling you into him.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, taking one of your wrists into his hands and massaging it slightly.

“So good.” You couldn’t think properly, mind still in a haze from the multiple orgasms, your body limp. All you knew was that you felt good.

“Want me to run you a bath?”

You shook your head at that. It was late. You didn’t know how late exactly, but all you wanted to do now was cuddle and then sleep, so you told him that, snuggling closer into him as he pulled the covers over you both.

“Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky to be with you,” he said softly, before he moved so he could kiss you.

“I ask myself the same thing every day,” you replied, connecting your lips to his  once more before you rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

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[elisethepensivewriter]

feeling inspired...might start writing again...perhaps a rafa smut?

#rafael casal smut #rafa x reader #rafael casal

[ramp-it-up]

What’re you thinking for Rafa? Zaniac or a other character? Or rpf?

I miss how you write him.

Idk, Zaniac is kind of intense and he doesn’t like women… but Brad Wolfe, maybe.

I miss Rafa too, love… 🥹

Let’s let October have its way with us and see where she leads, shall we?

#ask dj #sweet asks #thirsty asks #Rafael Casal #loki season 2 #Rafael Casal fic #Rafael Casal smut #an October collection

[elocinnicole]

America's Ass

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Black!Reader (Lena Ellis)

Rating: 18+ MINORS DNI smut (spanking, exhibitionism, oral f/m receiving, public sex, bathroom sex, unprotected sex) daddy kink, Dom!Rafa, dirty talk, strong language throughout. This is filthy y’all, maybe my filthiest yet.

Summary: Rafael takes Lena to an iPic theater to see the Avenger’s Endgame premiere

Word Count: 2.7K

AN: This is for @ramp-it-up DJ’s I Love You 3000 Writing Challenge. Congratulations again love! Also, thank you for contributing to the fandoms and adding space for Black Readers to have a seat at the table. I figured I’d combine both fandoms, I hope you enjoy!

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

2019

Lena sighed loudly as she plopped down onto the bed. Looks like she’s going to sleep alone…again…for the third night…this week. She knew Rafa was busy filming that movie for HBO but she feels like he never sees him anymore. She understands, she really does, with her having a demanding job, but it’s just that when she finally has free time, he’s busy and when he’s not working on anything usually she’s back at work. Just then the front door opened and she could hear Mia excitedly greet her boyfriend. She grabbed her wine glass, she had already had a few and with her irritation rising like vomit, she didn’t want to say anything to start an argument.

“Hey Mia, hey girl, where’s Lena?”

“Back here!” She called out, Rafa entered the bedroom with an apologetic smile on his face and takeout from her favorite carry-out.

“Hey, Lean,” He greeted he tried to kiss her but she moved her head back.  “Babe, I’m sorry, I know I’m late, I brought your favorite,”

“That’s nice.” She said dismissively as she scrolled down her social media

“I know, Lean, I know. I promise once the movie comes out, I’ll make it up to you.”

“Okay.”

“Lena, I promise, Friday I got you.” Lena wanted to believe him, but with his growing busy schedule, last-minute meetings, and phone calls, were taking precedence over her. She understood, she knew what she was getting into when they started their relationship but it doesn’t make it hurt any less.

“We’ll see.” She sighed getting comfortable

“Lena, you know I don’t like being away from you.” Lena wished he would just stop talking to her. She could feel her word vomit coming on and once she got started, she didn’t want to stop.

“I don’t know, maybe there’s someone else that’s taking up your time.” Fuck. She shouldn’t have said that but the five glasses of Pinot Noir say otherwise.

“The hell is that supposed to mean?”

“What I just said,”

“Lena, I’m so fuckin tired I don’t even have time to cheat on you even if I am, which I’m not.”

“How do I know that? We haven’t had sex in a month.” Rafa groaned in irritation, this is the last thing he wanted to do.

“Raf, the last time we had sex was after that Warrior's Game last month. I don’t want to talk about it anymore, can you put that food in the fridge before you go to bed.” With that Lena turned off the lamp on her nightstand and laid down to go to sleep.

After taking his much-needed shower, Rafa came out of the bathroom and smirked when he saw Lena who appeared to be fast asleep. He got in the bed, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Rafa has been busy these past few weeks, he knows that he’s been coming home later and later. He’s been at the studio almost every night this week, not getting home until well after midnight. Now that he thinks of it it has been a while, that’s when an idea hit him.

Lena groaned when she felt Rafa’s hand caressing her breasts, any other time she’d leap at the chance to fuck her boyfriend, but she was still a little salty with him and slightly drunk. She shrugged him off moving over,

“Rafael, I’m trying to sleep.” She dismissed

“Lean, come on babe, I’m so hard right now.”

“Then maybe you should call that bitch you fuckin.” Lena said definitively

“Lena, for the last time I’m not fuckin anyone else!”  Rafa whispered loudly

“Good night Rafael,”

The next morning, Lena awoke to an empty bed again and an awful headache. She should be used to it by now, not the hangover, her boyfriend dashing out first thing in the morning. She checked her phone to see if Rafa texted her and he didn’t. Which was strange, usually he texts her if he’s leaving before she wakes up. Just as she was about to get out of bed, the door opened to reveal Rafael with a cup of coffee in hand and a brown paper bag from their favorite breakfast spot.

“Damn it, I was gonna surprise you.” Lena smiles softly at Rafa’s attempt to treat her to breakfast

“What’s this?” Lena asked, graciously taking the cup of coffee from his hands.

“I know I don’t deserve the best boyfriend award, but I want to make it up to you,”

“How you gonna make it up to me?” but first, I need an apology.”

“An apology?”

“Yeah an apology,” He smirked, Lena knew what he was trying to do but she was not going to give in easily

“What do I need to apologize for?”

“What you say, Lena?” Rafa asked smugly, his hand coming down hard on her ass, she bit back a moan.

“Have I ever done anything that would make you think I would ever cheat on you?” Rafa asked smacking her ass again, 

“No,” She sobbed

“Do you really think I would make love to another woman?” He spanked her twice once on each cheek, Lena guess she took too long to answer because he smacked her ass one more time.

“No,”

“You know that I fucking love you, you’re the most important person in my life.” He emphasized

“You know what you have to say so I can stop your punishment,” Rafael said from above her, kneading her sore ass.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled

“What was that, I think you may need 10 more,”

“No, I’m sorry, for accusing you. I love you too.” She said quickly

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Green,”  Rafa pulled her up so that she straddled his lap and pulled her into a hug.

“You did such a good job, I wasn’t too rough was I?”

“No, you were perfect,” Lena said into his neck

“Let’s take a shower and get something to eat,” Rafa suggested

After a much-needed shower, Rafa and Lean entered the kitchen ready to eat the food he ordered for them. He looked and saw a brown amazon box on the counter.

“Is that for me?” He asked motioning toward the package

“Yeah, it came yesterday I didn’t get a chance to tell you,” Lena said with a playful glint in her eye.

“Go ahead and open it, I got it for you maybe we can try it out today.”

In hindsight Rafa should’ve taken his girlfriend to see a different movie, hell they could’ve seen The Curse of La Llorona again but here they are at the fucking movie theater and Lena is fangirling over Captain fucking America and it’s pissing him off.

“Damn he so fine,” Lena muttered to herself she noticed Rafa shift uncomfortably and smirked inwardly. She knew she was walking on thin ice, but in all honesty, she wanted to see how far he would go.

“He not all that,” Rafa said earning a shush from a nearby moviegoer.  As they watched the fight scene Rafa noticed Lena rubbing her thighs together, making her leather skirt ride up, he clenched his jaw in irritation.

“I just know he got a big dick,” Lena whispered loudly knowing Rafa could hear her. Rafa leaned over, his lips ghosting over her ear. Not that anyone could hear what he was saying with the loudspeakers in the theater.

“I don’t know what game you’re trying to play, but don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

“Fuck, he’s just so damn sexy,” Lena said purposely ignoring Rafa. She held back the urge to laugh when he grunted in irritation. Her minor victory was short-lived when she felt a faint buzzing that made her jolt in her seat. Earning a confused look from the person beside her. Lena sent an apologetic smile before continuing to watch the movie trying to ignore the vibrations. Rafa turned the vibrator off and Lena instantly relaxed. She sent a glare at her boyfriend's face who smirked before pressing a kiss to her forehead. Lena had agreed to wear it but she didn’t think he would use it, they’ve been out practically all day, and now he decides to use it, at a movie theater in all places.

“Lean, can you hand me the popcorn?” Lena didn’t think anything of it, but she should’ve known better. When she grabbed the popcorn container, Rafa turned the vibrator on to the highest setting making Lena not only drop the popcorn but yelp out loud. In embarrassment she covered her mouth luckily something happened on screen, so no one thought anything of it.

“You okay, babe?” Rafa smirked; not trusting herself to speak, Lena only nodded

“Tsk, tsk, I need your words baby. One more time, you okay?” Lena knew he was smiling even as she kept her eyes on the screen in front of her, asshole, Lena let out a slow even breath before she answered

“I’m good.” She barely got out

“Good, what’s your favorite color?”

“Green,” Lena tried her best to not moan her answer. Lena could feel herself soaking her panties, they were absolutely ruined by this point. She moved around trying to get some friction, but she froze when Rafa's hand gripped her bare thigh.

“You’re not allowed to cum, what would people think?” Lena blushed in response and Rafa’s smiled darkly

“That’s what you want, isn’t it? To come undone in front of all these people. You want everyone to see how needy you are for it, don’t you?” Lena again nodded not trusting herself to speak

“What did I say?”

“Yes,” she breathed right she could feel her orgasm coming Rafa turned off the vibrator and stood up. Lena looked at him in confusion. He didn’t say anything as he grabbed Lena’s arm and practically dragged her out of the theater.

“Where we goin?” He didn’t answer her as he pulled her into the women’s bathroom.

“What if someone comes in here?” Lena asked with a mixture of excitement and worry but mainly excitement.

“Lean, ain’t nobody leaving that movie, it’s the fucking Avengers. What’s your favorite color?”

“Green,”

“Good girl,” Lena blushed slightly at the praise

“You’re so fucking sexy.” Rafa breathed before crashing his lips onto Lena’s. He walked them back until the back of his legs hit the sink.  Rafa’s moved to her neck, nibbling, and biting along the way. Hell-bent on leaving behind a hickey.

“Daddy can I suck your dick,” Lena whispered in his ear before gently biting it. She wasted no time sinking to her knees and unbuckling his pants.

“How can I say no, when you asked so nicely,” Lena kept eye contact as she took him into her mouth. She swallows him eagerly taking him all the way to the back of her throat. Lena gags she pulls off quickly, coughing and giggling in equal measure. Rafa almost came when Lena looked up at him, he thought she was a vision of perfection.   

“Shit, baby I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop.” Lena pulled back and looked up at Rafa.

“I want you to cum in my mouth, Daddy” She took him all the way to her throat and let Rafa fuck her mouth.

“Baby you gotta stop,” Lena whined as she pulled off him with a pop.

“Show me that pussy,” he demanded, Lena quickly took off her panties, they were ruined anyway. She scrambled to sit on the counter and opened her legs wide for Rafa to see.

“Fuck, all this for me?”

“Yes, Daddy it’s yours,” Lena whined

Rafa groaned and without any warning, he sucked on her clit, making her cry out. Lena let her head fall back and moaned aloud. Rafa spread her lips open and began to fuck her with his tongue, tasting everything, she has to offer.

“Mhmm, baby, it feels so good.” Lena moaned not caring if anyone heard her. All at once Rafa stopped and slapped her clit

“Fuck!”

“Someone could hear you, baby, you gotta keep it down. You don’t want me to gag you?” Rafa easily slipped three fingers into Lena and started to slowly fuck her. Lena bit her lip to not make any noises. She broke when Rafa started to suck on her clit,

“Daddy, I’m cumming.” Lena screamed into her hand as her juices flowed into Rafa’s mouth, he kept his eyes on her as he never wasted a drop.  Rafa stood up and turned Lena around, so she was bent over the sink. He pressed inside her filling her up, they moaned in unison before he started to roughly fuck her from behind.

“You don’t know how hard it was for me to not bend you over and fuck you in there. Show everyone who you belong to, but you would’ve loved it wouldn’t you? You like to act like you’re so innocent, but I know the real you.”

“Damn, this is America’s Ass,”

“Huh?”

“You know how in the movie they were talkin’ about Captain America and America’s Ass.”

“You really thinking about Captain America, right now?”

“I’m not thinking about him I was trying to be clever,”

“Wrong time, babe—” Lena stopped talking midsentence when Rafa started moving again, he roughly gripped her hips, taking control of the pace. Lena covered her mouth with her hand in an attempt to muffle her moans. The last thing she wanted was to be kicked out of the movie theater. Rafa stopped moving and then slapped her ass.

“You really think I’m fuckin someone else?” Lena rolled her eyes, was he still mad about that?

“Rafa, please move.”

“Who?”

“Daddy, I’m sorry. Can you move please?”

“I think I need another apology.”

“Please,”

“You’re the most important thing to me, I would never do anything to hurt you that way.” Rafa harshly thrust into Lena making her grab onto the sink to keep herself from jerking forward. Lena moaned while Rafa found his pace, almost pulling completely out before slamming into her

“Would I ever disrespect you?”

“N-No,”

“You’re the angel of my life, don’t you know how much I love you?” Rafa grunted, making his point

“Yes, I love you, I love you so much, baby.” Lena babbled

“Cum on this dick,” Lena bounced back harder, trying to reach her climax

“Where you want it, baby?”

“In me, I want you to cum inside me, Daddy,” Lena whined, using the sink as leverage, and thrusting back against him harder chasing her orgasm.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” He moaned; Lena’s orgasm was triggered by his. They stayed together for a moment before Rafa pulled out, Lena whining at the sudden empty sensation. She searched around for her panties while Rafa buckled up his pants.

“I’m gonna use the bathroom and then we can leave?”

“You don’t wanna finish the movie and see your beloved, Captain America?” He said, his voice laced with jealousy.

“Babe, you the only white boy I want.” She smiled as she kissed his pouty lips

Rafa made sure the coast was clear before walking out of the bathroom. Lena followed suit after a few minutes

“Did you find your panties?”

“No, where the hell did you throw them?”

“Where’d I throw them? You took them off.” Rafa looked at Lena a soft smile gracing his face “You okay?” he asked gently

“Yeah,”

“How about we order some food and ice cream to go. We can cuddle up together on the couch.” Lena smiled widely and kissed her boyfriend before placing her hand in his. As they walked away two women walked into the bathroom

“Oh my God, bitch! Are those fucking panties?” They heard a woman exclaim before running out of the movie theater laughing along the way.

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[iknowthekoolaidflavor]

"I'll be the 6 and you be the 9" pretty please with any of the bay boys.

I’ve never done Rafa before!

“Come on (Y/N)”, he whispered in your ear, “I’ll be the 6 and you be the 9″

Rafael’s fingers slipped two fingers into your pussy. You bit back a moan at the table as all your friends kept the conversation going. 

Except Daveed, who threw you a knowing glance and smirk as you shifted under his gaze.

He pushed his fingers in deeper, grinning at our reaction.

“I’ll make it a night you won’t forget”

Rafa threw you on the bed, smiling from ear to ear. You laid on the bed with hickeys all over your neck, your skirt was pushed up to you waist with your legs spread wide open. Your panties were no where in sight.

He eyed you carefully, thinking of what to do with you next. He made you move to the end of the bed with your head dangling off the edge and your knees bent.

“Lets play a game. Whoever can get the other to come first wins and has to do whatever they want them to. It doesn’t have to involve sex, but it’d be more fun that way”

“Okay, but we all know who the winner will be”

“Me”, you said in unison

“We’ll see about that (Y/N)”, he said as he pulled off his pants and boxers

Rafa cradled the back of your head, slowly sliding himself in your mouth. After a little resistance, you were able to fit all of him in your mouth. He took a breath and you knew it wouldn’t be long before he was fucking your mouth until he came.

You wrapped your arms around his waist while he rubbed his hands up and down your thighs. He finally reached your pussy and rubbed circles against your clit. He took his time until he felt you sucking harder. 

Sliding two fingers in made you moan around his cock, making his hips jerk forward. You caught your breath and kept going. After slipping in another finger, he curled them, hitting your g spot. 

You nearly stopped all together as your body tensed. Rafa smirked, thinking he had you. He leaned forward to softly suck your clit. You reveled in the feeling almost feeling yourself reach your climax until he pulled his hips away for you to breathe.

You slid his tip in your mouth and sucked as hard as you could. Just as you predicted, Rafa moaned and started to slowly fuck your mouth. The harder you sucked, the farther he pushed himself in. He lazily fingered you as he laid his head on your stomach.

His body began to shake as he came down your throat, body relaxing against yours. When he came down from his high, he pushed himself off up glaring at you.

“God dammit”, he groaned

“I told you”, you winked at him as you sat up on the bed

“What do you want me to do? The dishes for a week? Laundry?”

You thought for a moment, your pussy still wet from before.

“Or you could get on the bed, so I can ride your face”

Rafa grinned as he climbed on the bed and positioned himself under you. As you lowered yourself on to his face, you knew this was going to be a long night.

#sorry this took so long #rafael casal x reader #rafael casal drabble #rafael casal

[imaginebeinghamiltrash]

“Did you disobey my orders?” - Rafa

This was cruel. So cruel. Rafael stressed before he even touched you that you could not come until he said you can. How could he command that and then purposely curl his fingers to reach your g spot? He was doing everything he knew you loved and the build up was becoming too much.

“Don’t you fucking dare Y/N. I didn’t give you permission.” Rafa growled before continuing to leave hickeys on your breast.

“R-Rafa, p-please. Fuck, please please please let me come!” You begged, chest heaving and toes curled.

You wanted to be a good girl. You wanted to listen because you knew you would have your mind blown if you did but then Rafa scissored his fingers and you knew you couldn’t hold back anymore. You choked out apology after apology as you came hard on his fingers, eyes rolling back into your head. Slowly you came down from the high, panting hard and still mumbling an apology. You kept your eyes on the ceiling, trying your hardest not to look at Rafa who was staring at you, his fingers and mouth no longer on your body.

“Did you disobey my orders?” 

You fidgeted with your fingers, chewing on your lip.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to, I really tried to hold it back! I did! I swear!” You pleaded, glancing over at your boyfriend. 

His stare was stern and cold.

“No coming for a week. If you do come without permission again I will keep adding on a week and worsen your punishment however I see fit. Do you understand me?” Rafa raised a brow.

“Yes, Sir.” You mumbled, watching him lay back on the bed.

“Maybe you can convince me to have a change of heart.” Rafa said, glancing down at his erection then back at you.

You quickly caught on, unbuttoning his jeans hastily. You would make it up to him and prove you were still a good girl.

#rafael casal x reader #rafael casal imagine #rafael casal smut #drabbles #butlinislin #answered

[summerofsnowflakes]

Daveed Diggs: 

Part 1: ** Tipsy Decisions | Part 2: **Sober Resolutions

You and Daveed has been flirty friends for a while, you decide to make a move after getting a lil bit drunk. 

A Wedding to Remember

Marrying your best friend

** Forget the world

Daveed is there for you when your anxiety gets too much

** The Last Time

An unfaithful relationship comes to an end 

Rafael Casal: 

** Every time

Destined to for one another or destined to drag each other down? 

Hot Tub Heart to Hearts

The water is warm and the stars shine brightly in the night sky

** Heaven: Part 1 | Part 2

You rekindle an old flame on the ‘the most romantic day of the year’. It’s the best decision you’ve ever made. 

A Little Pick Me Up  

Rafa makes you smile after a particularly bad day at work

I’ll Make it Better

Rafael takes care of you when you’re on your period 

#Daveed Diggs #Rafael Casal #Bay boys #daveed imagine #daveed x reader #daveed x you #rafa fic #rafael x reader #daveed smut #rafa smut #summerofsnowflakesmasterlist

[writers-block246]

You Were in my Blindspot: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Chapter 1:

As you open your eyes, you catch a glimpse of your alarm clock: 5:37. Almost two hours before you actually had to get up and get ready for your new job. You sigh, knowing there is no way for you go back to sleep as you were too anxious about your first day. Groaning, you pull yourself out of bed and into the shower. After getting ready, you turn and look at the clock: 7:02. Wonderful, there’s still time to lose. Grabbing your things, you leave your hotel room and head down into the lobby.

“Excuse me,” you ask the woman at the front desk, “is there any good cafes around here?”

“Yes ma’am, there’s a very nice one right on the end of this block. Just make a right out the front doors.”

“Thanks!” you reply, your feet already carrying you to the door. A short walk leads you to the aforementioned coffee shop and you, with a sigh of relief thanks to being so close to your much needed coffee, enter the door. You take a deep breath, smelling the heavenly aroma of coffee beans, closing your eyes as you do so. You step into the line and immediately notice the strong muscled back of the man in front of you. He’s tall, six feet at least, with dark curly hair hanging down to his shoulders and a nice mocha skin tone. Damn, you thought, if his back looks this good, I wonder how nice the front looks? As the man steps up to order, you hear his voice float back to you. Wait, I know that voice, you think to yourself. Sure enough, as he moves out of the line to collect his order, you see his face. Daveed Diggs. Fuck, you weren’t ready to face him yet. You had been a major fan of his for years, following closely on his Hamilton tours and any appearances he made in movies. Honestly, it was just luck that you landed the job as a production assistant on his new movie Blindspotting. You didn’t have to join the crew until the last leg of filming, making it even better for your schedule. You had applied for the job mostly as a joke, thinking that you of all people wouldn’t be picked for the position. Perhaps your experience as an assistant to an actor or as a production assistant in minor films in the past helped you land the job. Still, you found the whole thing quite surprising as you worked as a production assistant only when the chance came along. Regularly, you were a teacher, therefore giving you the time to assist on movie sets during the summer.

Eyes focusing once again on Daveed, you were brought back to your thoughts of him. You knew you would possibly come across him at one point on set, but you definitely weren’t prepared for the meeting to be so soon. I can’t do this, you think, not now at least. Forgoing the coffee, your heart sighing sadly as the yearned for caffeine drifts farther away from your grasp, you move to escape the close proximity between you and your favorite celebrity. You move toward the door, hoping for a quick getaway, when you crash into a hard chest. No, this can’t be like some cliche romance novel. Sadly, life didn’t seem to want to grant you any luck today. Looking up, you meet your idol face to face. God, those pretty brown eyes. He smiled, making your heart beat a little faster. Damn, this really is like a cliché romance novel. What’s up with that, God? You find yourself entranced by him, gaze drifting down to those lush lips. Lips that were moving. Fuck. Shaking yourself out of your stupor, you manage to squeak out: “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

He laughed, “I was asking if you are alright?”

You released a nervous giggle, “Yes I’m fine. I’m so so sorry for running into you, literally!”

He smiled again, “No worries! You’re totally fine!”

Of course he would be nice, you thought, he couldn’t just be like a normal stuck-up celebrity.

“Well, I should get going! Sorry again!” You knew you had to get away from him before you said or did something even more embarrassing. You rushed out of the coffee shop before he could even formulate a response. Almost jogging down the street, you headed to your new job, ready to try to get your mind off of the most embarrassing moment of your life. With your mind caught up in these recent events, you hadn’t even noticed that you had arrived at the movie set. You sigh and walk in, desperately wishing you won’t run into Daveed again. You walk up to a lady with a clipboard in her hand, assuming she was in charge of at least something.

“Hello, my name is Y/N. I’m one of the production assistants. Do you know where I need to go?”

“Ah, yes, Y/N. There’s actually been a change in schedule.”

“Change in schedule?” You internally sigh, of course things couldn’t just go as planned.

“Yes, you’ll still be an assistant, but now you’ll actually be working as the direct assistant to Daveed Diggs. His previous assistant had to drop out due to personal engagements, and we believe you’re best suited for the job.”

Your day really couldn’t be going any worse. First, you embarrass yourself in front of your longtime idol and crush. Now, you’re forced to work in close quarters with him for months. While you were excited, you were also very nervous, worrying that you would make a bigger fool out of yourself.

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for the oncoming months. You were anything but a quitter.

“Ok,” you answer the woman, “where do I go?”

She gives you directions and you follow them, taking your time in order to prepare yourself for meeting that beautiful man again. Sooner than you would like, you come across his trailer. Climbing the few short steps, you knock on the door. Please don’t answer. However, your wishes don’t come true. The door opens and, once again, you’re face to face with Daveed. He smiles that same smile once more when his eyes land on you. “Hey, you’re that girl from the coffee shop!”

Of course he had to remember you. Of course.

-Admin Cheyenne :)

More chapters to come!!

#daveed diggs #daveed diggs x reader #hamilton #x reader #smut #daveed diggs smut #blindspotting #rafael casal #fanfic

[wreakhavoconmacroissantdiggs]

The picture of Rafael straddling the concrete slab (?) is so hot. Imagine the reader being his personal photographer. The reader likes it because he's a good subject while Rafael likes to tease the reader with his manuerisms and facial expressions.

Yeah, it is. I see that it's recently become a crowd favorite. This is a great imagine. Let's do it.

You were recommended to Rafa by a close mutual friend.

You were nervous to take the job at first. Rafa and his team asked you to capture stills for a movie, and you'd only ever done people and locations separately.

This is why they thought your work was nice enough so you could do the job

The first night you reviewed your stills, you discovered that you really loved taking photos of Rafa (he was gorgeous, for one, although you were very good at keeping it professional and friendly. Second, who on EARTH caught golden light like that???)

You decided to share what you had so far with him at lunch the next day.

Rafa was very impressed.

After the movie wrapped, he wanted your help and your creative eye on the editing process and the two of you worked very closely.

One day y'all were both working hard and needed to blow off some steam, so you abandoned the work for the day and just went out and had fun.

Rafa got really nervous that afternoon. You took him out of his shell by taking his picture in a bunch of different positions.

Then reviewing them he said in a jovial tone, "please never stop taking my pictures, ever! You're so good at this"

"It helps that I have such an amazing subject. I mean no one catches the sunlight like you."

Rafa blushed, and offered his hand to you, and you squeezed it.

Let's start, you suggested, first impromptu shoot on the books 😊

He would pose on the weirdest places just to get a laugh, and he knew it would work

You'd say smile, and he'd give you this wide, happy grin like a 5 year old. You just roll your eyes.

It's so easy to photograph his laughter. There's never a bad side to him, it seems

After a few months of starting this close partnership, you form another one!

This means that Rafa will wake up early some mornings, straddle you, and take pictures of your cute face

When you pout and tell him that film is expensive, and gently pry the camera out of his hands, he promises(and always does) buy it back for you. So you leave him be with his early morning hobby

Sometimes he uses his phone

It's possible that you've helped him love amateur photography even more

#rafael casal #drabble requests #rpf drabbles #photographer au! #oh to be valerie and tara and all his fave photogs #a little ice to soothe yesterdays activities #because #rafa smut is coming soon #rafael headcannons #rafael casal x reader

[hxbbit]

Tease (Rafael Casal x Reader)

Words: ~1.9k

Warnings: Smut (thigh riding, breeding kink), mentions of alcohol?, cursing

Summary: You come home from a girls night out, drunk and horny. 

Listen, I was fed up with the lack of Rafa stories out there, so obviously I had to take it into my own hands to provide the content that I wanna read lmao 

It was supposed to be a little drabble but kinda got away from me, but I hope you guys enjoy it, too.

This is also my first RPF and I’m kinda nervous....

You fumbled with the keys, trying to unlock the front door. It had been a while since you went out with your girls and you had a lot to drink, maybe a little too much.

But it had been a great night and you were happy, tomorrow you might be feeling the effects of the alcohol, but right now, you didn’t care yet.

You tried to be quiet to not wake Rafael and Mia, but your drunken clumsy movements were too loud. Once you finally had the door unlocked, Mia was already waiting for you on the other side with a wagging tail.

“Hey, girl,” you whispered as she rubbed herself against your legs and you gave her some pets while trying to take off your high heels.

There was still some light on in the living room, sometimes Rafa left it on for you so you wouldn’t come home to a pitch black house, but this time, it turned out that he was still awake.

He was sitting on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table, his laptop on his lap, typing.

Once he noticed you standing there, he looked up, a soft and tired smile on his lips.

It was past 3am and if creativity struck him, he sometimes would pull all-nighters, so this was not an unusual sight. But it was always a pleasant sight, he looked good.

“You look like you had fun,” he said with a grin, closing his laptop, taking his feet off the table and sitting up straight on the couch again, probably getting ready to go to bed with you.

You knew that you looked somewhat disheveled from all the dancing, hair messier than when you left and make up a little smudged. You returned his smile.

“I did,” you said and the alcohol could be heard even in those two short syllables which made Rafa chuckle. You moved to plop down on the couch next to him and to give him a kiss.

“And I missed you,” you murmured against his lips, before connecting them again and then trailing your lips from the corner of his mouth, over his jaw and down his neck. One of your hands placed on his chest, the other one in the nape of his neck.

“Oh, you’re in a mood,” he commented with humor in his voice, but also not sounding completely unaffected by your actions.

Alcohol often times had the side effect of making you really horny and tonight was no different. You moved to straddle one of Rafa’s thighs, your short dress riding high, not even really covering your ass anymore. Attaching your lips to his one more time, you kissed him hungrily and he eagerly returned your kisses.

“I need you,” you whispered, the ache for him between your legs increasing by the second. Your hips started moving softly, barely, at first.

“Babe, you’re drunk,” he said, but there was a breathlessness to his voice.

The hand that you had placed on his chest slowly moved down his body to his already hard cock and once your hand grabbed it through his sweat pants, he abruptly bucked his hips a little.

“Y/N, baby,…” he said softly, before taking your hand in his and moving it away from his cock, he grabbed your other hand, too, and placed them on his shoulders, neutral ground.

You gave him a pout, but then you felt him flex the thigh you were straddling, accidentally or on purpose you didn’t know, but your hips started moving more now, grinding down on him, trying to sooth that ache and get some relief.

His hands grabbed your hips and you thought that he was sure going to make you stay still, but instead he used them to guide your movements, digging his fingers into your soft skin. You held on to his shoulders, to steady yourself as you rode his thigh.

Rafael watched you intently, his brow furrowed, taking you in.

You felt your orgasm approach as you kept on riding him, your head falling back, moans escaping from your lips.

“Fuck, look at you, getting yourself off on my thigh like that,” Rafa then said, his voice deep and rough.

“So fucking perfect,” he continued and that only spurred you on even more and Rafael seemed to notice when your fingers dug into his shoulder.

“Come on, come for me,” he then said and that was all you needed.

Your orgasm came crashing through you in waves.

“Oh, fuck, Rafa,” you moaned out.

Rafael kept on moving your hips to guide you through it, helping you ride it out, before you finally slumped against him.

Your head on his shoulder, you turned it so you could press another kiss to his neck, breath still heavy but calming down again slowly. His hands moved along your back, rubbing it gently and holding you close to him.

You wanted to say something along the lines of it being his turn now, but as you waited for your breathing to normalize, you also felt the alcohol catch up with you again and that mix made you drift off to sleep all too suddenly.

When you woke up again, you only opened your eyes enough to see that it was bright outside and you were no longer on the couch, but in your bed. You still remembered last night clearly, although you felt a little embarrassed now, at your attempt to seduce Rafa and then falling asleep on him immediately after you reached your orgasm. You also realized that you were wearing a large t-shirt and some panties, which means that Rafael got you ready for bed. Chances are he also took your make up off. Your heart warmed at the thought of it.

“Good morning, sunshine,” you then heard his voice from the other side of the bed and you only let out a soft groan.

“How are you feeling?” He asked and you could hear the grin in his voice. Apart from the slight headache you actually felt pretty okay, maybe a little tired.

You turned around to look at him and of course he looked perfect as always, even with his beautiful tired eyes and his hair a mess.

“A little hungover,” you admitted while moving to cuddle into him, your head on his chest.

“Sorry about last night,” you then said sheepishly, looking up at him and he let out a laugh.

“It’s all good, baby, it was actually hot as fuck,” he said. “But I did have to take a cold shower once I brought you to bed, you tease.”

At that you had to laugh, too and a thought popped into your head. You might have been drunk last night, but you were definitely sober now.

You pushed away the covers, Rafael was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs and then you slowly slid down his body, placing kisses on his chest, softly nipping on his skin as you moved further down. He knew what you were doing, obviously, and he closed his eyes, enjoying having your mouth on his body and having your hands move gently all over him.

You could see that he was growing hard and you moved your mouth over his still clothed cock.

“I think you’ve teased enough,” you then heard him say and you looked up at him with a wicked grin, his eyes were dark, pupils blown.

For a second you played with the idea of teasing him some more, but you quickly dismissed it, so instead you hooked your fingers under the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down and off him.

Taking his cock into your hand, you didn’t waste any more time, you licked a broad strip along the length of it before circling your tongue around the head and then taking it into your mouth. He was fully hard now and you started bobbing your head up and down his length slowly, languidly, twisting your hand in the same motion. Then, after a while, taking him as deep as you could while he let out a moan, his hand fisting into your hair, trying not to buck his hips up to make you take him even deeper, but you knew that he wanted to.

So you tried to open your throat and swallow around him and took him that little bit deeper. The grip in your hair tightened, before he pulled you off him.

“Fuck, baby, gonna make me cum if you keep that up,” he said, somewhat out of breath.

“Want you to cum,” you replied, still stroking him with your hand.

“Yeah? Want me to cum in your mouth or in your pretty little pussy?” You both knew that this was more of a rhetorical question, because he knew of your breeding kink and how much you loved it when he came inside of you. And you knew that he enjoyed it very much, too.

“Want you to come inside my pussy,” you replied and he only smirked at you.

“Come on up then,” he said and you moved to quickly get rid of your panties and the shirt and then straddled his hips.

You were so wet, you loved going down on Rafael, so when you were now hovering over his dick, you were already practically dripping.

You then lined his cock up with your opening and slowly sank down on him until he was fully sheathed inside you. The feeling of having him inside you always felt like a revelation and especially now, after having wanted it since last night and finally getting it.

You let out a long and satisfied sigh, taking a second to get used to his size and let the slight sting of the stretch subside before you then started moving and fucking yourself on his cock. His hands went to your breasts, massaging them and pinching your nipples and then moved them around to your back to pull you close to his chest, kissing you deeply.

Rafa was in control now, fucking into you from below, picking up the pace quickly, making you moan into his mouth. He kept up that pace for a while and then snuck one hand between you both, fingers finding your clit and circling them just how he knew you liked it.

That had you approach your orgasm rapidly, tightening around him.

“You close?” He muttered against your lips, breaths mingling.

“Yeah,” you breathed out softly, brows furrowed, concentrated on your pleasure.

“Me too, gonna come deep inside of you, gonna fill you up, baby,” he said.

“Yes, yes please, fill me up,” you whined, almost frantically.

It only took you a couple more second, before you stuttered out a ‘I’m- I’m coming’ and started rhythmically clenching around him, heat flooding your body. And that’s also when he let out a groan and a strangled ‘fuck’ as you felt him thrust into you hard and deep a couple more times, spilling himself inside of you and that feeling almost made you come again.

Rafa stopped moving then and you went limp on top of him, your heavy breaths matching and in tandem. He gently smoothed his hands over your back and then brushing some strands of hair from your face.

“You satisfied now?” he grinned, leaning down to kiss you.

“Oh, definitely,” you replied. “You?”

“Eh,” he only let out before you both started laughing.

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