warnings/tags mdni 18+. smut. pilatesprincess!reader. failed cock warming hehe. super nonchalant from both parties. mentions of a hard on/being turned on. theyre lowkey both freaks. videoing themselves. raw, p in v, fingering if you squint
you always sat on his lap, didnt matter where you were. restaurants were an exception, finding sitting beside each other had to be enough. you became a part of him whenever he found himself in a chair, gravitating towards it as if he subconsciously told you.
there was nothing more comfortable than fitting perfectly in your boyfriends lap, so thats where you were headed.
already showered for the evening, your hair styled and clothes picked out for the morning- you walked into the living room where rafe was sat on the floor in front of the puzzle. he leaned back gently, you coming and sitting on his lap.
he held his nose on your shoulder, "you smell good." mumbling while leaning around you and fitting the puzzle piece. you sipped from your water bottle, looking at the television playing the third season of yellowstone. "we should get a ranch." you spoke softly while setting down your water and situating yourself on his lap.
rafe chuckled, holding a hand to your bare thigh, feeling the cotton of your cheeky underwear. "i think youd enjoy it for a week and then hate it." he answered, removing his hand and holding both arms around you.
you leaned into his chest, crossing your legs and feeling the muscle under his. he would move you if it ever became uncomfortable, so far only twice hes asked.
your body raised higher than usual with his inhale, and you looked from the side of your eye, brows furrowing loosely. he continued the puzzle, humming gently under his breath. "this one" you sat up again, reaching for the piece and handing it to him, leaning forward and pointing to the open spot.
he set it in the spot, pushing down on it with a pointer finger. you uncrossed your legs and sat up quickly, stepping over rafes arm and running to the kitchen on your toes.
coming back with a bowl, "i got this recipe from malia," you said while he held his arm out again and you sat down. holding a chocolate covered blueberry for rafe, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips messily around your fingers.
you giggled, scrunching your nose up and wiping your hand on his shirt. "oh god," he made a face, holding a hand to cover his mouth. "semi-sweet, sorry." you told him, with wide eyes before shoving a handful in your mouth.
you kept the bowl in your lap, facing the television again but with a straightened back. it wasnt long before you were just as invested in the puzzle, feet on the floor and knees bent, still sat on rafes lap who has had a boner since she fit the first piece.
you repositioned, bending your knees so they were on the sides of rafes hips. his mouth about fell open, "jesus christ-" coughing while he pulled his arms back and held them on your hips. you hummed under your breath, posture still unbelievably perfect, and rested your elbows on the coffee table.
half paying attention to the show and half focused on finishing the puzzle. you tucked your feet into his sides as if on instinct, sitting up and leaning forward. rafes hands were still on your hips when you bent over. "can we try something?" he blurted, voice raising an octave higher.
"what?" you asked, still looking at the grouped ones at other side. "you wanna just," he took a pause, "sit on it?" you furrowed your brows, looking over your shoulder to your boyfriend whose eyes hadnt left your ass. "sit on it?" you asked, he humming in response.
nodding, "just sit on it." pulling his bottom lip into his mouth as his hands palmed the back of your thighs. "sure."
you looked at him, "yeah?" asking as if he wasnt the one to suggest it in the first place. turning your head in front of you again, you let him guide your hips down. you held a piece between your fingers while resting your back against his chest.
you stared at the tv, arms slightly raised and knees spread while you slowly sank down on him. he held a hand to your hip and one around your waist, head pressed to the side of your torso.
a quiet moan passed your throat when he bottomed out, you sitting perfectly on his lap again before clenching your torso to sit yourself up again. he kept his eyes screwed shut, not knowing how long he honestly would last.
you were so warm, so comfortable and so at home. you clenched around him, feeling your heartbeat race faster. you swallowed deeply, rafe leaning around you again to continue.
minutes pass before you reached for your phone, the slight movement caught rafes throat while you sunk back on him easily. your nails clicked against your screen, pausing while thinking of the rest of your response. the more you sat with him inside you, doing everyday things, the more he felt his control slip.
you leaned back, leaning against his chest again and feeling him hit deeper. he held his breath, he should have known better with how much youre constantly moving anyways. he lifted a hand, holding the side of your face and tracing his thumb over your lips.
tapping his fingers on the table while feeling you kiss the pad of his thumb, keeping your lips puckered. you turned your phone landscape, pressing your thumb on the record button. rafe gave a sweet smile to the screen before reaching for your phone.
he flipped the camera, leaning back before gently pushing your hips up, recording you coming off of him before he flipped the camera to himself again and rolled his hips up to meet yours. giggling under his breath from the moan that slipped past a hand over your mouth.
he saved the video, deleted it off of snapchat, locked your phone and fisted the shirt you wore. your eyes widened, knowing exactly what was coming when he held the side of your underwear with his thumb and thrusted back into you.
your eyes rolled and you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth. hips raising and him following, over and over, until he pulled your arm back and you hit into his chest again. hand holding the side of his head while you rolled your hips lazily into his. his fingers gripped your hip, other hand reaching for your phone again.
he pulled up the camera, keeping it on the both of you. he held your chin with his hand, arm wrapped around your neck gently. you stopped your movements, looking up at the camera when he lifted his arm, showing you sat spread on his lap.
tilting your chin to the side, he found you in a messy open-mouthed kiss. bringing the phone back to the two of you. your arm was still raised behind him, his arm still around your neck while his tongue shoved deep into your mouth. you raised your hips, bouncing on him gently before he pulled away from you.
he set the phone down, folding your legs in front of you and coming up on his knees. at his hard thrust forward, he set the phone up against your water-bottle. bent over the coffee table with your arms extended out. rafes thumb tucked into your mouth, and eyes comfortably shut as he rammed into you.
"oh my god, oh my god," you moaned past his thumb, throwing your head down and whining while you squeezed your legs tighter. he fell backwards again, pulling your hips with him.
you were in an awkward position, hands holding the edge of the coffee table, back arched and legs tucked tight together. rafe sunk himself into you again and it took the breath from your lungs. profanities leaving your mouth as your shoulders sagged.
he rolled his hips into yours, knocking his head back against the couch while feeling his abs tighten. "im gonna cum, baby," he warned.
you took over, lifting your hips and slamming back down into him. the noises were enough to get him off, you making them was even better. you tucked your forehead, shielding your face you knew was scrunched tight at pleasure.
"fucking shit" rafe cursed, legs trembling while you snatched the phone and lifted it up. his head was still thrown back, your hips coming up and slamming down hard. another string of curses before he pushed you down onto him and pushed as hard as he could into you.
he gasped when you clenched around him, feeling his fingers dig deep into your hip.
you passed the phone to him, turning it to your back while you slowly pulled out of him. you moaned again feeling his cum drip out of you. pulling your bottom lip between your teeth when feeling his fingers slowly push into you.
"such a clean girl until it comes to me," he purred, flicking his fingers inside you. you gasped loudly, holding a hand over your mouth. "scream for me, baby," he said through a chuckle. "shut the fuck up." he pushed his fingers harder into you, angling them deeper.
"fuck, fuck," you cried while feeling your high come. rafes mouth opened, feeling how much of him spilled out of you at your own orgasm. coating his fingers and slipping down his hand. he leaned back, showing the camera his view before slowly shaking his head.
"god- i love it when youre nasty." he groaned, palming your ass while you made it to your feet. "i need another shower."
