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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Willy isnât a very touchy person and he isnât very good with words so he would show his affection through small acts of service or gifts to show that he appreciates you and is always thinking of you.
After being with you for a while he would start to tolerate little touches.
Please be patient with him. The physical affection will come with due time.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Willy is a very introverted man. He didnât have many friends as a child and once he set out on his journey to become a chocolatier he didnât have time to make any friends. You could say the Oompa Loompas became his friends and while he does value, appreciate, and care a lot for them, itâs mostly a boss and employee type of relationship.
However you somehow came into his life and declared yourself his friend. Like some friendships, there are ups and downs, pros and cons. But you both get over them soon enough and once he really accepts you as a friend you become as thick as thieves.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Heâll only cuddle you once he is fully ok with your touch. Heâs not totally reject full of touch, he just doesnât like strangers touching him. Once he gets to know someone they start to find out how touch starved he really is.
He wonât be clingy but he would be a tad disappointed if you moved away from him.
Heâd probably be the big spoon most of the time but please let him be little spoon sometimes.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Heâd only be content with âsettling downâ once he is 100% certain of handing his legacy over to his heir. Once Charlie is old enough and experienced enough to run the factory himself, heâd be ok with settling down. Donât expect to leave the factory tho. Thatâs his home, he would never want to leave it. Plus heâd want to be there for Charlie if he ever needs help.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
The only reason I could see him ending a relationship with someone is if their personality just didnât fit with his or if he felt like his lifestyle wasnât enough for his partner.
If he felt like you deserved a better life than spending it inside a factory and being away from him most of the day then he would encourage (more like gently force) you to leave and find someone better.
It would be hard for him, since once he likes and trusts someone it would be really hard for him to let them go. He doesnât want to hurt you but he wants whatâs best for you and if that means leaving him then heâll learn to cope.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Willy doesnât really see a point in marriage other than getting to call his partner his spouse and the tax benefits.
He thinks that if heâs been in a relationship with you long enough he should be able to call you his spouse if he wanted to, ring or not.
However if you wanted to get married and have a wedding he would do it, just promise him itâs gonna be a very small intimate wedding.
(Heâd probably propose with a Ring Pop letâs be honest)
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Sorry to say this but in the beginning, he wonât be very gentle emotionally. Heâs used to being alone and he doesnât like to fight but heâd end up coming off as a little insensitive to your feelings. He doesnât mean to, he just gets so busy and stressed that you wonât be his top priority for a while.
Physically though, heâs not rough with you what so ever. He doesnât want to hurt you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
As stated before, heâd have to know you for a while to be comfortable with hugs. The longer he knows you the longer and more often the hugs are.
At the beginning of him getting used to your touch heâd prefer quick side hugs but much later one heâd lovingly accept a full hug.
He wouldnât like surprise hugs as much. Heâd tolerate them but heâd much prefer to know itâs coming.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It would take Willy a LONG time before he could actually say the words. He likes to show his love through actions rather than words. In fact he may not ever say it. He would just assume you know that he loves you based off his actions. If you want him to actually say it youâd have to tell him. But be prepared for the conversation to be deflected, something about you mumbling.
He doesnât like talking about his feelings so please donât rush him and understand that he may never say it. But he does love you, you just have to see it rather than hear it.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when theyâre jealous?)
Oh he gets jealous alright. He has never had someone love him the way you do and he doesnât want to let that go.
Heâd try to stay calm, he trusts you but he doesnât trust the other person. Heâd be silently seething, pretending not to notice but his grip on his cane has become increasingly tighter and his jaw is set firm.
Even if he trusts you, you may have to reassure him a bit.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Heâs only been kissed once before you. It was when he was younger. He didnât initiate it, it caught him off guard and he wasnât very pleased.
Kissing you was different though. Like everything else, it took him a while to do it. It only started out as small pecks until he was comfortable with a full kiss.
He enjoys kissing you but he would rather keep it private and wonât kiss you around other people, not even the Oompa Loompaâs. Heâll allow you to kiss his cheek in front of other people but thatâs about it.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
I meanâŠweâve all seen the movie. He only tolerates kids if theyâre polite and well mannered.
I do not think he would want a child of his own. Heâs too busy and he would fear heâd end up like his father.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
He gets up early. Heâs got a whole factory to run you know.
If youâre a morning person: he would enjoy the time you share getting ready in the morning. Willy is the kind of person to shower in the morning, heâs too tired to do it at night. If you shower in the morning as well then youâd probably shower together. Donât expect anything naughty to happen tho.
If youâre not a morning person: heâd try to be as quiet as possible to let you sleep in. He wonât let you sleep in too late but heâll let you get a few more hours in. Before he leaves heâll give you a kiss on the head.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Heâs usually exhausted at the end of the night. So much to do when running a factory and inventing new candies. Sometimes when heâs close to a break through or heâs on an âinventing highâ as you like to put it, you have to force him to relax and go to sleep before he over exerts himself.
If neither of you are planning anythingâŠnaughtyâŠthen youâd both do your night time routines together. Be prepared to be waiting a while for him, his night time routine can be long.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Willy is a very private man. He doesnât like talking about his childhood or his father and if you try to bring it up he will deflect immediately.
He will start to slowly open up to you more and more over time but itâs hard for him to do. He becomes very vulnerable. He doesnât like thinking of his past when he has everything heâs ever dreamed of in the present.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He surprisingly has a good amount of patience. He can get ticked off easily but to make him really angry is hard.
You would need an insane amount of patience with him as well. He wonât show physical affection for a long time, he probably wonât talk about you to other people (heâs very private), wonât open up for a while, wonât be around you a lot, and he may come off as insensitive to your feelings sometimes.
He means well, and he does love and care about you. You just have to be patient.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers a surprising amount of things. Heâs used to not having a notepad when he has a new idea so his memory has gotten pretty good.
Heâs good with remembering little details but heâd be awful with dates and names. Everyday is the same for him so he doesnât bother checking the date. So he may forget a birthday or anniversary of yours. Please donât be too mad. Heâd make it up to you.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
His favourite memory is probably when he first showed you around his factory. He loved how you lit up with wonder with each new room you saw. He also loved how you treated the Oompa Loompas so well.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Heâs not super protective but he likes to be safe than sorry. Heâd rather you stay in the factory, he trusts you to not do anything stupid, plus he knows the Oompa Loompaâs would watch over you. They adore you as well so thereâs no way theyâd let you get hurt or lost.
However if and when you do decide to leave the factory for a while heâd rather you go out the back. The front is too obvious and he wouldnât want you to be affiliated with him in public, lest you be hounded by nosy nellyâs. He trusts you, he really does. But he probably would send an Oompa Loompa to secretly tail you just in case. They are small enough to go undetected by the public, but you know. You recognize those footsteps behind you. You canât be mad at Willy. You understand he just wants to make sure youâre safe. Itâs one of the ways he shows he loves you.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Willy doesnât like to half ass anything. However, donât expect lavish dates or gifts. He may be hella successful but heâs humble as well.
Most dates would happen around the factory and I wouldnât doubt that heâd have the Oompa Loompaâs choreograph a song and dance for you. Any gift youâd receive he would make himself, he loves giving you new candies to try. Itâs his way of letting you get involved in his work.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
If heâs really engrossed in something, heâll unintentionally ignore you. You could be talking to him and heâll be like âuh huhâ âsounds niceâ. He doesnât mean to, heâs just very invested in his thoughts.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Heâs very vain. He has a whole room just for hair cream. It was made specially for him. Did you see how critical he was of his hair cut? He had a whole head of brown hair and one gray hair freaked him out.
His skin is also always so smooth and soft. His night time routine is so long cause heâs doing skin care.
His clothes are always so clean and neat.
He was very self conscious as a kid, especially with that damn contraption on his head. Now he takes so long to make sure heâs looking and feeling his best.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
When Charlie first declined his offer, he went on a spiral and felt like shit and he barely even knew the boy.
But if you left, heâs sure he wouldnât survive (he can be quite dramatic). Heâd try really hard to keep going, but heâd miss you. Heâd miss waking up next to you, seeing you interact with his workers, seeing how your face lit up every time he showed you a new invention. He missed everything about you.
As we know, if Willy isnât feeling good, his candy wonât taste good. I wouldnât be surprised if his sales declined. Maybe theyâd get so bad heâd have to shut down the factory (again).
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Heâs surprisingly good at drawing. It would make sense that he could draw landscapes and scenery considering he had to have drawn the blueprint for Prince Pondicherryâs castle, his factory, and all the rooms inside. But whatâs surprising is he can draw people as well.
Many times heâll find his thoughts drifting away while drawing a new blueprint for a new candy or perhaps a new room and when he finally snaps out of it he notices heâs drawn you. He gets embarrassed but he never throws away any of them. But he also hasnât shown you. Heâs much too embarrassed about that.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldnât like, either in general or in a partner?)
Someone whoâs all around rotten or selfish. Heâs a very generous man so donât take him for granted. Donât expect a sugar daddy or anything. He wonât spoil you, but sometimes he may spoil you a tiny bit on special occasions.
Heâd also want you to have good hygiene. Heâs a very organized and clean man. He doesnât want someone whoâs messy and dirty. (All the depressed bitches punching air rn, I know, I am too lmao)
Also if you donât like candy or chocolate what the hell are you even doing with him? His whole life revolves around it so heâd only want someone who enjoys it at least a normal amount or as much as him.
Also, have you ever seen how a pet will act aggressively or scared with a certain person but youâve never seen that person be mean to the pet? Itâs the same with the Oompa Loompaâs. Heâs very connected with them and can read their body language very well. If you disrespect them when heâs not around, he will know and he wonât stand for it.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
This man is a DEEP sleeper when heâs exhausted. And heâs exhausted a LOT. The only thing that can wake him is his alarm. Have fun trying to wake him yourself. And if you do manage to wake him up, heâs one of those people that wake up scared.
Heâll have the occasional nightmare. If you canât wake him up (you probably shouldnât anyway) just reach over and hold his hand or rub his arm, it will calm him down.
Heâs also a slight sleep talker. You canât hold conversations with him but heâll mumble out some sentences here and there. Youâve caught your name a few times.
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Willy isnât a very touchy person and he isnât very good with words so he would show his affection through small acts of service or gifts to show that he appreciates you and is always thinking of you.
After being with you for a while he would start to tolerate little touches.
Please be patient with him. The physical affection will come with due time.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Willy is a very introverted man. He didnât have many friends as a child and once he set out on his journey to become a chocolatier he didnât have time to make any friends. You could say the Oompa Loompas became his friends and while he does value, appreciate, and care a lot for them, itâs mostly a boss and employee type of relationship.
However you somehow came into his life and declared yourself his friend. Like some friendships, there are ups and downs, pros and cons. But you both get over them soon enough and once he really accepts you as a friend you become as thick as thieves.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Heâll only cuddle you once he is fully ok with your touch. Heâs not totally reject full of touch, he just doesnât like strangers touching him. Once he gets to know someone they start to find out how touch starved he really is.
He wonât be clingy but he would be a tad disappointed if you moved away from him.
Heâd probably be the big spoon most of the time but please let him be little spoon sometimes.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Heâd only be content with âsettling downâ once he is 100% certain of handing his legacy over to his heir. Once Charlie is old enough and experienced enough to run the factory himself, heâd be ok with settling down. Donât expect to leave the factory tho. Thatâs his home, he would never want to leave it. Plus heâd want to be there for Charlie if he ever needs help.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
The only reason I could see him ending a relationship with someone is if their personality just didnât fit with his or if he felt like his lifestyle wasnât enough for his partner.
If he felt like you deserved a better life than spending it inside a factory and being away from him most of the day then he would encourage (more like gently force) you to leave and find someone better.
It would be hard for him, since once he likes and trusts someone it would be really hard for him to let them go. He doesnât want to hurt you but he wants whatâs best for you and if that means leaving him then heâll learn to cope.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Willy doesnât really see a point in marriage other than getting to call his partner his spouse and the tax benefits.
He thinks that if heâs been in a relationship with you long enough he should be able to call you his spouse if he wanted to, ring or not.
However if you wanted to get married and have a wedding he would do it, just promise him itâs gonna be a very small intimate wedding.
(Heâd probably propose with a Ring Pop letâs be honest)
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Sorry to say this but in the beginning, he wonât be very gentle emotionally. Heâs used to being alone and he doesnât like to fight but heâd end up coming off as a little insensitive to your feelings. He doesnât mean to, he just gets so busy and stressed that you wonât be his top priority for a while.
Physically though, heâs not rough with you what so ever. He doesnât want to hurt you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
As stated before, heâd have to know you for a while to be comfortable with hugs. The longer he knows you the longer and more often the hugs are.
At the beginning of him getting used to your touch heâd prefer quick side hugs but much later one heâd lovingly accept a full hug.
He wouldnât like surprise hugs as much. Heâd tolerate them but heâd much prefer to know itâs coming.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It would take Willy a LONG time before he could actually say the words. He likes to show his love through actions rather than words. In fact he may not ever say it. He would just assume you know that he loves you based off his actions. If you want him to actually say it youâd have to tell him. But be prepared for the conversation to be deflected, something about you mumbling.
He doesnât like talking about his feelings so please donât rush him and understand that he may never say it. But he does love you, you just have to see it rather than hear it.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when theyâre jealous?)
Oh he gets jealous alright. He has never had someone love him the way you do and he doesnât want to let that go.
Heâd try to stay calm, he trusts you but he doesnât trust the other person. Heâd be silently seething, pretending not to notice but his grip on his cane has become increasingly tighter and his jaw is set firm.
Even if he trusts you, you may have to reassure him a bit.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Heâs only been kissed once before you. It was when he was younger. He didnât initiate it, it caught him off guard and he wasnât very pleased.
Kissing you was different though. Like everything else, it took him a while to do it. It only started out as small pecks until he was comfortable with a full kiss.
He enjoys kissing you but he would rather keep it private and wonât kiss you around other people, not even the Oompa Loompaâs. Heâll allow you to kiss his cheek in front of other people but thatâs about it.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
I meanâŠweâve all seen the movie. He only tolerates kids if theyâre polite and well mannered.
I do not think he would want a child of his own. Heâs too busy and he would fear heâd end up like his father.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
He gets up early. Heâs got a whole factory to run you know.
If youâre a morning person: he would enjoy the time you share getting ready in the morning. Willy is the kind of person to shower in the morning, heâs too tired to do it at night. If you shower in the morning as well then youâd probably shower together. Donât expect anything naughty to happen tho.
If youâre not a morning person: heâd try to be as quiet as possible to let you sleep in. He wonât let you sleep in too late but heâll let you get a few more hours in. Before he leaves heâll give you a kiss on the head.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Heâs usually exhausted at the end of the night. So much to do when running a factory and inventing new candies. Sometimes when heâs close to a break through or heâs on an âinventing highâ as you like to put it, you have to force him to relax and go to sleep before he over exerts himself.
If neither of you are planning anythingâŠnaughtyâŠthen youâd both do your night time routines together. Be prepared to be waiting a while for him, his night time routine can be long.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Willy is a very private man. He doesnât like talking about his childhood or his father and if you try to bring it up he will deflect immediately.
He will start to slowly open up to you more and more over time but itâs hard for him to do. He becomes very vulnerable. He doesnât like thinking of his past when he has everything heâs ever dreamed of in the present.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He surprisingly has a good amount of patience. He can get ticked off easily but to make him really angry is hard.
You would need an insane amount of patience with him as well. He wonât show physical affection for a long time, he probably wonât talk about you to other people (heâs very private), wonât open up for a while, wonât be around you a lot, and he may come off as insensitive to your feelings sometimes.
He means well, and he does love and care about you. You just have to be patient.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers a surprising amount of things. Heâs used to not having a notepad when he has a new idea so his memory has gotten pretty good.
Heâs good with remembering little details but heâd be awful with dates and names. Everyday is the same for him so he doesnât bother checking the date. So he may forget a birthday or anniversary of yours. Please donât be too mad. Heâd make it up to you.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
His favourite memory is probably when he first showed you around his factory. He loved how you lit up with wonder with each new room you saw. He also loved how you treated the Oompa Loompas so well.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Heâs not super protective but he likes to be safe than sorry. Heâd rather you stay in the factory, he trusts you to not do anything stupid, plus he knows the Oompa Loompaâs would watch over you. They adore you as well so thereâs no way theyâd let you get hurt or lost.
However if and when you do decide to leave the factory for a while heâd rather you go out the back. The front is too obvious and he wouldnât want you to be affiliated with him in public, lest you be hounded by nosy nellyâs. He trusts you, he really does. But he probably would send an Oompa Loompa to secretly tail you just in case. They are small enough to go undetected by the public, but you know. You recognize those footsteps behind you. You canât be mad at Willy. You understand he just wants to make sure youâre safe. Itâs one of the ways he shows he loves you.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Willy doesnât like to half ass anything. However, donât expect lavish dates or gifts. He may be hella successful but heâs humble as well.
Most dates would happen around the factory and I wouldnât doubt that heâd have the Oompa Loompaâs choreograph a song and dance for you. Any gift youâd receive he would make himself, he loves giving you new candies to try. Itâs his way of letting you get involved in his work.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
If heâs really engrossed in something, heâll unintentionally ignore you. You could be talking to him and heâll be like âuh huhâ âsounds niceâ. He doesnât mean to, heâs just very invested in his thoughts.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Heâs very vain. He has a whole room just for hair cream. It was made specially for him. Did you see how critical he was of his hair cut? He had a whole head of brown hair and one gray hair freaked him out.
His skin is also always so smooth and soft. His night time routine is so long cause heâs doing skin care.
His clothes are always so clean and neat.
He was very self conscious as a kid, especially with that damn contraption on his head. Now he takes so long to make sure heâs looking and feeling his best.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
When Charlie first declined his offer, he went on a spiral and felt like shit and he barely even knew the boy.
But if you left, heâs sure he wouldnât survive (he can be quite dramatic). Heâd try really hard to keep going, but heâd miss you. Heâd miss waking up next to you, seeing you interact with his workers, seeing how your face lit up every time he showed you a new invention. He missed everything about you.
As we know, if Willy isnât feeling good, his candy wonât taste good. I wouldnât be surprised if his sales declined. Maybe theyâd get so bad heâd have to shut down the factory (again).
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Heâs surprisingly good at drawing. It would make sense that he could draw landscapes and scenery considering he had to have drawn the blueprint for Prince Pondicherryâs castle, his factory, and all the rooms inside. But whatâs surprising is he can draw people as well.
Many times heâll find his thoughts drifting away while drawing a new blueprint for a new candy or perhaps a new room and when he finally snaps out of it he notices heâs drawn you. He gets embarrassed but he never throws away any of them. But he also hasnât shown you. Heâs much too embarrassed about that.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldnât like, either in general or in a partner?)
Someone whoâs all around rotten or selfish. Heâs a very generous man so donât take him for granted. Donât expect a sugar daddy or anything. He wonât spoil you, but sometimes he may spoil you a tiny bit on special occasions.
Heâd also want you to have good hygiene. Heâs a very organized and clean man. He doesnât want someone whoâs messy and dirty. (All the depressed bitches punching air rn, I know, I am too lmao)
Also if you donât like candy or chocolate what the hell are you even doing with him? His whole life revolves around it so heâd only want someone who enjoys it at least a normal amount or as much as him.
Also, have you ever seen how a pet will act aggressively or scared with a certain person but youâve never seen that person be mean to the pet? Itâs the same with the Oompa Loompaâs. Heâs very connected with them and can read their body language very well. If you disrespect them when heâs not around, he will know and he wonât stand for it.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
This man is a DEEP sleeper when heâs exhausted. And heâs exhausted a LOT. The only thing that can wake him is his alarm. Have fun trying to wake him yourself. And if you do manage to wake him up, heâs one of those people that wake up scared.
Heâll have the occasional nightmare. If you canât wake him up (you probably shouldnât anyway) just reach over and hold his hand or rub his arm, it will calm him down.
Heâs also a slight sleep talker. You canât hold conversations with him but heâll mumble out some sentences here and there. Youâve caught your name a few times.
Warning: little bit spanish, NSFW +18, age gap, smut, swearing.
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To my surprise, Rafael's bed looked like a picture from a fashion magazine, with a white soft blanket and lots of pillows propped against a large wooden headboard that curved back against the wall. The lamps on both sides of the bed flood the room with warm yellow light, creating an atmosphere of softness.
As soon as I looked at him, a brown-eyed stranger came up to me from behind, kissed my neck and whispered in my ear.
â Let me take this off you - the man's hands immediately moved to the button on my jeans, which he instantly stretched, and as soon as he did, I lowered the fabric to the floor and stepped out of them before taking off my shoes. Now I was wearing nothing but thin black panties, and feeling the warmth coming from Rafael on my back, the arousal began to feel sharper, coming from the two of us. And when I turned to face a man who was much older than me, his gaze lit up again when it fell directly on my bare breasts.
â Mierda, they're perfect - he said almost involuntarily, caressing my breasts before finally tugging lightly on each of my nipples.
âThey're not that bad - I giggled as his hands massaged my ass before penetrating deeper and deeper until he touched my satinâcovered core.
â Lie down for me - he ordered, and my breathing quickened from the sudden burst of heat emanating from our aroused bodies. I could still feel his gaze on my breasts as I complied with his request and climbed onto the bed.
â As you wish - I muttered nervously, hoping he wouldn't realize how inexperienced I was.
I'd only had sex with one guy before, and I definitely hadn't been able to get any experience, because all I did then was lie down, since Matthew didn't like it when I took any initiative and pleaser for myself. After all, then there was only everything about him and for him.
However, lying here, I watched as the handsome stranger also began to undress, and when he finally took off his shirt completely, I could see his tanned and toned skin, which aroused me. His chest was covered with hairs matching the color of his head hair.
In addition, some hair was visible on his stomach and below to the place that I wanted to see as soon as possible.
â You're damn too perfect - a stranger told me when I looked at him with lust and hunger, and just when I thought I couldn't get any more aroused, he pulled off his panties and showed me his fierce erection, which was already glistening with his precum.
He stood proudly, and I realized that unlike me, he was comfortable standing naked without embarrassment. He was bigger than Matthew, which also turned me on, but also made me blush and panic a little.
I admired and admired and still admired his cock when he finally joined me in bed with a radiant smile on his face.
As soon as he sat down on the bed next to me, his lips joined mine again, but this time there was more force and urgency in his kisses.
He demanded that I open my lips, and I obeyed, allowing him to slide his tongue into my mouth just enough to touch my.
He quickly moved it up and down, at the same time penetrating even deeper into my core, which eventually threw me against the headboard of the bed.
Despite the heat and passion, Rafael remained quite calm, and I liked and disliked it at the same time. I couldn't bring myself to hurry him up, because I could already feel my heart beating fast and vibrating in my chest. But he obviously had experience, and he knew better than to rush it, even though we were both a little drunk.
â Your lips are perfect. So soft and sweet. I could kiss you all night - the man admired, and I smiled because no one had ever kissed me like that, not even my ex-boyfriend.
â You have to. You're incredibly good at this - I muttered, and then shuddered again when I felt his fingertips tighten on my thigh.
â In what? - he asked right after I bit his lower lip and sank my teeth as deep as I could. I felt his jaw tighten. In fact, I felt every muscle in his body tighten, and then it tightened even more.
â Kissing me. Actually, I don't remember anyone ever kissing me like that before - I said shyly when my ankles were trapped between Rafael's knees, and I didn't remember consciously putting them there, but on the other hand, I didn't remember consciously doing anything from the moment I kissed him.
â That's good. Then maybe I should kiss you more than just on the lips, shouldn't I? - he teased, and immediately my hand pulled his neck even harder, right to my lips.
â You have to kiss every parts of my body - I confirmed, and the stranger moaned with pleasure against my lips before moving his hands from my hips down, pressing them as hard as he could before spreading his fingers and moving back just as roughly.
â Did you say every parts? - then he teased as I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and used my sense of touch to the fullest, inhaling his scent.
â Yes, every parts of it - I moaned, and he looked up, seeing my gently closed eyes and plump lips in ecstasy, and his gaze slid down my neck and between my breasts.
â Very good then - he said as his hands slid onto my back and he squeezed my lower back with strong fingers.
Soon, Rafael felt me shudder and his tongue slid from the middle of my collarbone to the center of my throat, where he felt me suddenly swallow.
He was sure he was good at teasing me, and he knew it too, because he laughed a little at my reaction to his kisses and touches.
I moaned loudly when he started kissing me all over, which sent chills down his spine and down my spine. At the same time, in between his attacks on my delicate skin, I smiled at him, covering his neck and ear with kisses.
His lips and hands were everywhere now, and his palms pressed tightly against my skin as he explored my body. He started with my thighs and pressed against my firm tummy. He completely wrapped his big hands around my rib cage before easing his touch and caressing my breasts.
â Please don't stop - I moaned when the stranger finally bent over me and I found myself lying under him.
Then he did his best to cup my face with both hands and give it the longest and most passionate kiss he knew Iâd ever have. He covered my neck with kisses, and I strained my arms and legs against his body, until finally he ran his tongue over one of my nipples.
â God, yes - I moaned. It was too much for me to try to pull my hands away from his body, and I tried my best to keep them at least a little steady as I ran my fingers through his soft hair and made a request, pulling him even closer to my breasts. For a moment, he willingly obeyed, but soon got lost in my flat tummy, and felt a tremor under his tongue. It was like nothing else I'd ever felt or experienced before, and he hadn't even gotten to my sex yet.
â What are you going to do to me? - I moaned, and this stranger really admired how nervous I was and how much I wanted him at the same time. I was trembling all over, but his lips and fingers canât stop pleasuring me.
â Well, I hope I'll make you cum - he mused, letting me know that he actually knew very well what he was doing to me and my body, playing it like an instrument and tuning it to his wave.
â With, uh, what? - I gasped, barely able to focus my eyes as I looked up and down at him, just as his hands slid into my panties and lifted me up by my ass to take them off.
â I want to taste you and make you cum with my mouth - he explained when his face was so close to my aching core, and I gave up trying to watch him as my vision blurred from the pulsing wave of heat that spread through my body.
When this handsome man finally pulled off my satin thongs, I heard a high-pitched squeal, which, as I realized a moment later, escaped from my clenched teeth.
â Maldita sea, eres hermosa everywhere, aren't you? - he then said with a low and gloomy voice full of lust. Looking at my swollen pussy, while with the width of his shoulders, he spread my knees opening me wider for him and kissed me just above the buttocks making me moan.
â You're already so wet. I can see it - he said, and I shuddered at his hot breath on my pussy and soon felt his fingers gently stroking my wet mound.
â Oh god please - I finally cried out, gasping and moaning out at the same time as his wet tongue touched me, tracing all my dampness with long confident movements while he held my lips open with two fingers.
â It feels so good - I moaned as his tongue circled my clit, lightly touching it, then dipped lower to penetrate me as deeply as possible, and then back to my clitor.
My hips involuntarily began to press against him, and soon the feeling that he was giving me pleasure became unbearable. Trying to restrain myself, I squirmed under him, and an involuntary scream escaped me.
â This is too much - I moaned as his hands spread me even wider, circling around my clitor.
No one had ever given me such pleasure, and I resisted, squirming under him as his tongue ran over my hottest spot.
â I can't, you have to stop, my god, please - I struggled with myself, denying myself what I craved the most. I could come here and now, explode with desire against Rafael's lips, but it was too divine and too strong. I didn't know if I could handle it, feeling overexcited already.
â You can - he whispered, inserting two fingers, pressing them directly to my g spot, watching me arch my back and cling to the sheets.
â Please, I can't - I screamed moaning, my legs trembling.
â Of course you can. I want to see this - he repeated with a sly smile before continuing his actions with my sex.
â Fuck, oh my God - I screamed again, still trying to fight my own release, which seemed too strong and unreal.
â Let go, let me give you what you need - a stranger told me, and I realized that he wouldn't stop until I cum. So, I decided to give in to him, even if it meant I could make a fool of myself.
When his mouth returned to my pussy and his tongue continued to caress me, I felt myself getting closer and closer to an unfamiliar feeling.
And when he finally pulled my clit back into his mouth, I was on the verge of breaking down.
â Damn it! Oh my God! Rafael! - I moaned as my orgasm overwhelmed me and my legs began to tremble. My body shook uncontrollably, and my hands went down, tangling in the man's hair, pressing him against my pussy before pulling away again.
âThat's enough! I canât! - I gasped as he didn't give up and continued sucking and licking until I slowly calmed down.
â You see, I told you that you can do it â Rafael grinned, and I couldn't help laughing and crying at the same time.
â Fuck - I breathed â I didn't expect to cum like this - I muttered nervously, making the stranger smile and look at me with both admiration and allure.
â What did you expect? - he teased before moving in and kissing me hard on the lips, making me taste myself on his lips.
â Actually, I'm not sure what. It's just that I've never had an orgasm, especially from oral sex - I muttered nervously when he pulled away from me and spread my lips with his palms.
â Really? - he asked, admiring my shyness, and I nodded before touching his cock with my hand.
â Really - I said, stroking his cock, causing him to moan softly â But I still need you inside of me. I want to feel you - I told him as he settled between my legs.
â Do you have any condoms? â then Rafael asked, noticing that he was completely unprepared for this.
â No, but I'm on birth control pills - I replied nervously, knowing that everything was about to become reality. He was ready to fuck me, and for some reason I was nervous about it.
â Okay - he replied â I can't wait to feel you - Rafael said, running his hands along the inside of my thighs, sliding them to my pussy before slowly and gently parting my labia with his fingers, plunging his index finger inside to cover it with my slippery juices again.
â Please. Stop teasing me - I moaned as Rafael ran his fingertip up to find my clitor which had swollen with arousal and was now stick out from under the cover of his hood. The sweet smell of sex filled his nostrils as he began to slowly run his finger in a circle.
â Someone is so impatient, are you? - Rafael teased, lowering his massive cock lower to touch the head at the lips of my pussy. It was like a drug, watching him rub against me, covering the head of his cock with the sheen of my slippery wetness.
â Yes, please. I want your cock inside me - I begged again, thrusting my hips forward, wanting him to penetrate me, and with a little more teasing, he did.
â Like this? - Rafael teased as he slowly but surely entered me, and I moaned at the sensation.
â Oh my God, yes, fuck - I exclaimed as he stretched me out and began to move in and out of me almost immediately after I snuggled up against him.
â Dios, estĂĄs tan apretado - Rafael moaned, watching as he entered and exited my pussy. His cock glistened, covered in my natural lube, as he began to fuck me, and soon his thrusts became harder and faster.
â I feel so full...It feels so good... - I moaned as ecstasy came in quick hot waves, as the stranger entered me, and I began to moan louder than before. I felt an uncontrollable urge to howl, which I could barely contain, and then the stranger suddenly squeezed me as tightly as he could.
We both strained every muscle in our bodies to create one living, writhing creature, not two.
In the end, I cried out too loudly, and the man kissed me with the deepest and most passionate kiss he's ever had, and I lazily curled up into him.
â You're taking my cock so well, Y/N- the stranger groan after a while, and then sat up, prompting me to lift my knees off the bed.
â Mierda - he continued, pressing into me again, and I lifted my legs completely into the air. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them above his shoulders, continuing to thrust with the same speed and energy as before. Bringing my legs closer together has increased the tension for both of us.
Spreading my legs apart, I gave him a full view of his cock sliding into and out of my pussy, and increased the stimulation of my clitor, after which I came hard without warning.
â Oh my fucking God - I screamed, and as the muscles of my pussy tightened around his cock, the handsome stranger slowed his thrusts, almost completely plunging into me. I let out a long, loud moan again, and then bent my knees and squeezed them tightly together, trembling all over.
He held his swollen cock deep inside me, feeling the muscles inside my pussy squeeze it tightly. He felt several distinct strong contractions against the background of the general tension. Then I gradually relaxed until I was completely relaxed. He touched my shoulders, finding that they were covered with goosebumps. He leaned forward as I relaxed my knees and slid in to lie on top of me. First he kissed me on the lips, and then on the sides of my neck, right under my ears.
â You look so sexy when you cum - he said then, covering my neck and collarbone with kisses for the next few minutes. He placed his kisses like stepping stones on a slow, connected, but winding path. Passionate. Loving. His erection was strong inside my warm pussy, but he didn't even move his hips, and I started kissing him back, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He felt my knees lift off the bed as I slid my hands down his back, cupping his buttocks. Even though it was still fully inserted, I held it tightly to me.
I was ready for more.
â Can you cum for me again? - then he asked, but I wasn't sure. I had never cum like this, so I doubted my ability to cum a third time.
â I donât know, - I admitted, but the stranger smiled.
â Well, let's see then - he teased before finally pulling out of me.
â I want to fuck you from behind. It's the better thing - he said, rising to his knees, and I rolled over and got on all fours.
His cock had gone slightly limp until we stopped fucking, but now he was fully aroused again. He watched the tip bounce slightly, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. It looked and felt thicker than usual.
â Fuck, look at your pussy. EstĂĄs todo mojado - he groaned, taking his cock in his hand and positioning himself behind me. He bent down to meet my inviting pussy, and then entered it with a single thrust.
It seemed to him that in this position he could penetrate deeper into me, and with each subsequent thrust forward, I screamed when the tip of his penis touched my cervix.
My bones seemed to ache from the feeling of his stomach muscles clenching tightly against my back as he entered me. I pressed my ass against him and found my rhythm, body slaps, heavy breathing and moaning in the dim light of his bedroom.
The pleasure was overwhelming, and every time I was ready to cum, he teased me and slowed down his movements.
We both reached the moment where everything seemed incredible, but we couldn't hold out for long.
â Fuck me hard. I want to cum again - I gasped, and so did he. I asked him to fuck me harder, which led to additional stimulation, which eventually turned out to be excessive. In an instant, he stopped feeling like he could last forever and moved on to the countdown of his approaching orgasm. He wanted to hold on long enough for us to cum together, and suddenly he was very close. But so am I. Again.
â Joder, te sientes tan bien - he moaned, spreading his knees a little wider to get lower and his angle of penetration was closer to my clitor.
â I'm so close again - I moaned as he also shortened his thrusts, so that the head of his penis completely exited my pussy, and then only half entered back. He released my hips and bent down, cupping my breasts in his hands, kissing my back.
â Then cum with me - he moaned when he was ready to explode, too, and lifting his torso, he completely withdrew from my pussy.
The air in the room felt cold to his cock compared to the heat inside me. He ran his hand up and down my body, the swollen head of his penis, teasing me, over my labia, but I pulled away and told him again.
â Fuck me harder - I repeated, almost screaming.
â What is it? Do you want me to fuck you harder? - he asked, pulling out of me.
â Yes - I replied in a moaning voice - Please.
â With this? - he asked, pressing the head of his cock against my pussy.
â Yes! Fuck me with your dick. Hard and fast - I exhaled and with those words, he roughly entered back into my wetness, piercing me as a bubbling orgasm overwhelmed me.
I suddenly screamed, trembled and convulsed in orgasmic bliss, and it was when I completely surrendered to him that Rafael also reached his peak, filling me with his warm seed.
â Joder, eso es todo - he groaned, thrusting into me again. His cock began to throb, and he felt cum come out of him once when he entered me, and then again when he pulled away. He kept feeling the throbbing of his orgasm coming faster than he could fuck me now, but it was already over. I was at the peak of pleasure, and the sensations in my pussy changed again, prolonging my orgasm when he inserted his own cock into me. It was a fantastically pleasant feeling. As the throbbing continued, he wondered how much cum he was leaving inside me. It seemed like a lot to me.
â Oh my God. Jesus. Stop, please - I moaned when it got too much and he slowed down. His cum flowed down the shaft and covered his entire cock, my pussy and lips, spreading over the sides of my tight hole when he finally came out of me.
After he came out, a few drops of our juices flowed out of my slit onto the sheets, which, for some reason, was incredibly hot.
â I didn't expect tonight to turn out this way - Rafael said, looking down at me with even more lust after I collapsed onto the bed, still breathing heavily and spreading my legs. The sight of his achievement aroused him again, and he spread the labia of my pussy with his fingers to get a better look.
â Me too - I confirmed as soon as Rafael inserted two fingers into me, and I couldn't help but scream, which he seemed delighted with.
When he pulled them out, they were covered in cum, and I looked at his and mine juices before taking his hand and bringing it to my lips.
â Oh Dios, really? - he asked in surprise when I stuck out my tongue and licked his fingers clean.
â Really. I wanted to know what we tasted like - I winked, and as soon as I licked our juices off his fingers, he kissed me passionately again, tasting me and himself on my lips.
â You're going to have a long long night - he warned me, and I noticed that he was already starting to be ready up again, which certainly surprised me for a man of his age. He was clearly trying to get the most out of this one-night stand, just like me.
With that, we both got out of bed and went to shower for the second round, and then returned to bed for the third.
The fourth and fifth rounds took place in the morning, and after hours of passionate sex, lack of sleep, and Rafael making me breakfast, it was time for me to leave.
â Will I see you again? - I asked, already heading for the door. I was hoping he would give me his number after the amazing night we spent together, but unfortunately for me, he was true to his word.
It was just a one-night stand for him. He wasn't interested in meeting again and wasn't ready to date anyone yet. He told me that he thought I was too young for him.
I accepted his position and kissed him one more time before leaving his apartment, somewhat saddened by the fact that he didn't want to see me anymore.
All I knew about him was his name and the fact that he was great in bed. I knew that I would never see him again, and with that in mind, I soon returned to my old habits and activities.
Over the next week, thinking about the handsome stranger I met and spent the night with, I immersed myself in my studies again, as the practical course of public speaking in court is about to begin.
I signed up for this course because I considered it necessary for my profession as a lawyer and arrived slightly late and somewhat unprepared, while two of my friends were already waiting for me in the hallway next to the auditorium where we were supposed to start classes.
â Guess what? - one of them asked, but I was too tired to speculate. I didn't sleep all night again because Matthew started trying to get me back and I didn't like it.
â I'm not in the mood - I said, looking at my schedule.
â We have a new teacher for practical classes, and he's hot as fuck - Sue said, while my other friend rolled her eyes.
â He's not that hot - Vivi said, sighing and looking at me. Obviously, I wasn't listening.
â God, do you even know that he is one of the best ADA? - Sue asked both of us.
â No, should we have known that? - Vivi asked then.
â Of course! What he does in court is unbelievable. Besides, he's great. Attractive and maybe lonely - Sue said, like an energetic little schoolgirl.
â And old - Vivi noted.
â A week ago, Y/N slept with a guy in his forties, and she said she had the best sex of her life, so don't give it up until you try, right? - Sue teased, but I didn't react at all. I had other thoughts until, suddenly, I saw a familiar face in the distance talking to the director of our university.
â Really? - Vivi asked, nudging my shoulder, but it only made me put down my textbooks. I stood with my mouth open and stared after the director and the man standing next to him.
â Yes! What's wrong with you? Did you see a ghost? - Sue laughed, and of course I did.
â Something like that - I said, pointing at the director and the handsome stranger next to him.
â This is Rafael Barba. Our new teacher who will teach us practical audience speech- Sue giggled, and I dropped my coffee.
You could have jumped him right in that court room, infront of everyone and fucked him right on the bench. He looked too good not to make your mind race with filthy and vulgar thoughts. You took a sip of the water that was sitting infront of you, knowing you needed to focus on defending your client and not imagining what Barba was like in the bed room. Opening statements were made, the trial went on and finally the jury came back with a not guilty verdict for your client. He was accused of rape by an ex who ended up going off the deep end, saying she only accused him due to him cheating in their past relationship. You walked out, heels clicking against the floor as you stepped in the elevator. It was fairly late, you were exhausted and ready to go home. The doors were just about to shut, when a briefcase came between them, it was Barba. You felt yourself blush, recalling earlier thoughts you had about this arrogant yet handsome man. He smirked and shook his head, leaning himself up against the elevator wall.
âI guess you were right! Your client wasnât guilty.â
âI hope it didnât hurt your ego, but I say thatâs a pretty big one to hurt.â He smirked again and loosened his tie a bit.
âI really wish I didnât have to go up against you in court sometimes.â You gave him a funny look.
âWhy? Cause you know I beat you every single time.â He came close, he snaked his arm around you and got close to your lips.
âNo, becuase everytime I see you in court, I want to just rip that tight skirt off of you and fuck you senseless.â You couldnât believe what you were hearing come out of this mans mouth, but how glad you were to hear it.
âWell Barba, if you must know I have the same thoughts you do.â The elevator stopped and let you both off at the first floor.
âThen make them come true. The bathroom is just right down that hall.â You swallowed hard and followed him to the bathroom. There werenât many people left in the building, lucky for you and Barba. One you two hit the bathroom, you were pinned against the wall. His lips on yours, moving his hands everywhere. He unbuttoned your shirt slowly to reveal your black bra, you could feel him harden against your leg. He shed his jacket to his suit and you began to unbutton his shirt.
âThis is the most unprofessional thing youâve ever done Ms. (Y/L/N), you will be punished for this.â He motioned for you to get on your knees, which you did with no objection. When he pulled his pants off, his hard cock stood out infront of you. You started by slowly moving your mouth down, making sure to get every inch in. His head hit the wall, moaning in pleasure. He ran his hand down to your hair and tangled it up in his fist.
âTomar todo hermoso.â You smirked, guess he didnât know you knew Spanish. You kept moving your mouth, making sure you had every inch the faster you got. Barba couldnât contain his moans, after only a few minutes of oral, he jerked you up to your feet and removed any clothing you had left.
âYou thought youâd get off easy?â He asked as you were on all fours.
âLetâs find a safe word shall we? How about red for stop.â You smiled, you liked being pleasured, but you also liked knowing you wouldnât be expected to do anything if you didnât wish to.
âThatâs fine with me, but for now letâs just say go.â He smirked as he rose his hand up and smacked your cheek, it stung but sent a wave of pleasure throught your body. He did this just a few more times before dipping a finger into you. You moaned as he pumped it in and out, but then he stopped.
âSo wet, and all for me hermosa?â He then steadied himself and slid into you, you rolled your eyes in pleasure. You had been waiting on this for so long, to have this arrogant prick Barba inside of you.
âYou may have beat me in court but look who is in control now dulce corazĂłn.â He kept plowing into you from behind, he ran his hand up to your hair and got a fist full, tugging it each time he came back into you. He took his other hand, running it down to your clit, giving it some love as well. You felt it in your stomach, your head falling just a tad.
âBarba! I think Iâm gonna c-â He stopped you before you could finish speaking. He started rubbing your clit even faster, pounding into you even harder. It sent waves through your body and before you knew it you had tightened around him, sending him into a bliss as well.
Once you were finished, you two had cleaned up and headed out the door.
âMaybe you should beat me in court more.â He said as he straightened his tie back up.
âI can promise that will be happening.â He smirked and gave you a kiss before opening the door to a very displeased and angry Judge Cameron.
Rafael Barba x fem!reader
Warnings: Language, smut.
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Youâd finished your most recent case at SVU, angry at the not guilty conviction, frustrated that the perp was walking away with no punishment. Youâd debated hitting the bar afterwards but you knew you had a bottle of much more tasty scotch at home, and it was much more comfortable for you to be in the pyjama shorts and camisole you slept in.
You sunk back into your couch, taking a swig from your glass as you took in the mindless reality tv playing in front of you. The scotch sank down your throat, you hummed happily, starting to forget the struggles of the trial. A couple of episodes later you heard a knock at your door, you were still relatively sober, but confused as to who would be showing up at this hour. You glanced through the peep hole before pulling the door open, your brows furrowed.
âBarba?â You questioned, he looked sullen, very clearly not okay with todayâs verdict, shrugging his shoulders. Youâd hooked up a few times before, but you certainly hadnât expected him to show up at your apartment.
âCan I come in?â He quietly asked,
âOf course.â You squeezed his forearm gently, guiding him into the apartment, pouring him a glass of scotch at the kitchen island. He took the drink enthusiastically from you, setting it down briefly as he tore off his coat, tie and vest, grumbling as he rolled up his sleeves and kicked off his shoes before taking a large swig from his glass.
âYou okay?â He questioned softly, taking another drink of his glass, looking over at you.
âIâll be fine.â You replied, âAre you?â You raised an eyebrow at the man across from you, knowing how tough of a week heâd had. Rafael took a deep sigh, his hand gripping your arm harder than youâd expected.
âTo be honest, Iâm not here for small talk, Iâm here to fuck your brains out.â You gasped lightly at that, even more-so as Rafael pulled you roughly against him, his lips colliding with yours. It was all teeth and tongue, moaning and groaning against each other, hands pulling at every inch of body either of you could find. You quickly tore each other of any remaining clothing as Rafael backed you into your bedroom, tossing you back against your bed before lunging towards you.
His lips made their way down your body, biting and kissing against your collar bone, the swell of your breasts, your nipples, your hip bones. You whimpered, your hands pulling at the roots of his hair, hips thrusting up against him for any kind of friction. Rafael bit into your thigh, chuckling slightly as he could nearly see the arousal drip out of you before he leaped to your heat, his tongue leaving a heavy lick against you. You moaned heavily as Rafael warmed you up, his mouth wrapping around your clit as he plunged two fingers into you, curling them as you thrashed against him, right before you were about to cum he pulled away. You whimpered at the loss of contact, trying to pull him back to you as he laughed darkly, spanking the side of your hip, causing you to turn over. You braced yourself on your knees, your forearms buried in the pillows of your bed as Rafael lined himself against you, he took a second to be gentle, get consent,
âYou okay Carino?â He asked, kissing your back gently,
âRaf please, just fuck meâŠâ You begged, and he left no hesitant as he pushed into you, causing you both to moan heavily. Raf left no time for you to adjust, relentlessly pounding into you, his hands gripping your hips like a vice, you knew thereâd be bruises following. You groaned into the pillows, practically sobbing as Barbaâs hand came spanking down against your ass cheek, one before the other.
âGod look at you,â He managed out between thrusts, his voice barely more than a growl, âDoinâ such a good job taking my cockâŠpussy feels so good.â He caged your body in with his, biting down at the pulse point of your neck while his fingers found their way around your hip, slapping your clit before heavily rolling it against his fingers.
âChiquita..âHe murmured, âPlease, be a good girlâŠâHis words were broken up, full of lust, âCome for me babyâŠ.â Rafaelâs hips hit yours with such intensity you could barely imagine anything but the feel of his cock inside you. You were his to use, and you were more than okay with being a piece of meat, thrusting back against him as he groaned heavily, his hips faltering before he spilled inside of you, collapsing on top of you.
You slowly caught your breath, trying to push Rafael off your back before he softly rolled off you, you curled into his side.
âYou okay?â You questioned, trailing your nails down his chest,
âYes hermosaâŠâHe murmured, still coming down from his high, âThank you.â You felt his lips against your temple, his arms wrapping tightly around you, gently tracing your body as the two of you fell into a calm sleep.
Rafael Barba x fem!reader
Warnings: language, oral, smut.
Youâd been working an undercover case for nearly a month when SVU finally managed to crack it. The evening was spent at the precinct going over witness statements and interrogating perps, giving you little time to change from the more revealing than normal outfit. It was nearing midnight when Olivia finally sent you home, telling you to get some rest, and gear up for round two of working the case in the morning.
You were more than happy to oblige, returning to your shared apartment with Rafael, not surprised to find him still up and scribbling on a legal pad at the kitchen island. His head shot up when the door opened, eyes widening as he took in your appearance.
âCarino, I didnât expect you home til morning.â He greeted you warmly, pausing in his writing.
âAnd I did expect you to still be working.â You smiled, shucking your shoes and moving through the room, laying a gentle kiss on his cheek as he wrapped an arm around you. âI missed you.â You murmured.
âI missed you more.â He tugged you so you were fully in his arms, your hands lacing behind his neck. He softly kissed you, lips moving with eager ease against yours, happy to finally feel your embrace again.
âOh yeah?â You smirked, âWhy donât you show me how much you missed me?â He gave a semi dark chuckle at that, pulling you into a breathless kiss, tongue delving into your mouth, groaning at the taste of you. His hands traced up your sides, finding the zipper of your dress, pulling it down before he started to tug at the straps. You giggled softly, âSlowly babyâŠIâm not going anywhere.â
Rafael huffed at that, you laughed when he rolled his eyes, kissing him lightly. You interlocked your fingers with his, pulling him from the stool, shooting him a wicked grin as he followed you down the hallway. Your lips met again when you reached the bedroom, a kiss of adoration, of passion, of complete perfection, like nearly each one that came before it.
It wasnât often you shared deep kisses, there were more quick, chaste, professional ones during the day, a quick one before one of you had to dart off in the morning. You had to admit, you did love the rather feverish way that you usually spent your nights in the bedroom, you loved the way Raf would pound into you relentlessly, leaving your legs shaking and body quaking. But tonight you wanted something softer, more sensual, more intimate to truly show the other person how much you loved each other.
Rafaelâs lips begrudgingly tore away from yours, leaving soft kisses across your jaw, smattering them down your neck, groaning at the feel of your hands slowly tracing under the hem of his shirt. He let you tug it over his head as he gently sucked against the skin of your neck, slipping the straps of your dress over your shoulders. As the top of your dress fell you tugged him tightly to you, relishing in the feeling of your bare skin against his, head lolling to the side with an airy gasp as he bit into your neck.
His hands came to cup at your chest, thumbs tracing over your nipples while he kneaded at the soft flesh, your body arched against him, eager for more. He chuckled darkly, pinching at your nipples, feeling himself hardening at the groan leaving the back of your throat. Your hands moved to the hem of his pants, attempting to shove them down. He could feel your body starting to move south, catching you by the wrists, he pulled you back up.
âOh no Carino, tonight itâs all about youâŠâ You gave him a soft giggle in reply, kissing him, this time with more heat behind it, tongues greedily lapping against each other. Rafael shed himself of his pants and briefs, tugging your dress over your hips along with your underwear as he backed you to the bed.
You dropped down on it, while he took a second to drink your naked form in. You were so Goddamn beautiful and he would never waste an opportunity to try and burn the image of your bare skin into his brain.
âRafa..â You gave a teasing laugh, reaching your hand up to him. He shot you a wicked grin, accepting you pulling him on top of you, settling into another fiery kiss.
Slowly he moved his way down your body, lips kissing across your collarbone, pausing at your chest to suck at your tits, nibbling at your nipples while his fingers toyed with the other. He was enthralled with the way your body jolted beneath him, the little noises escaping your lips while his lips trailed down your body. Settling between your legs he kissed up one of your thighs, biting harder into the skin here, knowing it wouldnât matter if he left a mark. His fingers moved to your core, toying with your lower lips, teasing the wetness out, he muttered something about how fucking hot you were before gently pinching your clit. Your hips jolted up with a whine escaping you and he couldnât hold back anymore, plunging into your heat. His tongue made a broad, heavy stroke through your folds, collecting as much wetness as he could before flicking at your clit. You whimpered as he dove into your pussy, lips and tongue moving with expertise against it, groaning at the the delectable taste of your juices.
Rafael absolutely loved getting to eat you out. You were both so busy and tired all the time, your sex life had been deduced to shower quickies or straight to the main event before collapsing in exhaustion at the end of the day. But tonight, after a month away, it didnât matter how late it was, how tired he thought he had been, there was no way he was going to deny himself of his all time favourite meal. He adored the little sounds you made, the way the instant his mouth got on you, your cunt became even more drenched than before, he got just as turned on by it if not more than you did.
He lapped heavily against you, lips coming up to encase your clit, sucking it into his mouth, resulting in a loud moan from you, a hand shooting into his short locks, tugging heavily. His tongue traced patterns around the pulsating nub while his fingers easily slipped into your centre. Your hips shot up off the bed, a whine leaving your mouth as you ground against his, feeling his fingers curl right against your sensitive spot. He began to pump them, twisting and scissoring, making sure youâd be stretched out enough for him. Your skin was on fire, whimpers and moans leaving your mouth at an ever increasing rate as the burning in the pit of your stomach increased with each curl of Rafaelâs fingers, all it took was a particularly heavy suck around your clit and your thighs were trembling around him.
Slowly he lifted off you, placing small, gentle kisses around your pussy, pulling his fingers out, he crawled up your body. Breathlessly, you returned his kiss, a soft smile on your lust blown face, you pushed on his shoulder, rolling him over onto his back.
âCarino..â
âJust..let me..â You murmured back, straddling his hips, laying a soft kiss against his lips, smirk on your cheek. You pumped his cock a few times, lining it up with your dripping pussy before sinking down, hips meeting Rafaelâs. Groans left both of you at the feeling of your heat full encasing him, you stilled, your walls fluttering around him, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. Rafael watched your heaving chest, your eyes screwed shut in pleasure, your lips open in an attempt to gain your breath, fuck did he ever love you.
Slowly, you raised your hips up until just the tip was inside of you before sinking back down on him, beginning a slow rhythm. Rafael pushed himself up to sitting, wrapping a strong arm around your hips, eager to meet your lips with his. The position brought more intimacy to the moment, his hand softly cupping your cheek, the closeness of your bodies, the shared heated breath of each otherâs lungs. Your hips continued to roll against each other, the friction against your clit increasing with each pump, you did you best to meet Rafâs lips, whines and whimpers pressed against them. His cock dragged against your walls in all the best ways, your pussy beginning to pulsate around his thickness, he let out a grunt as his hips met yours with more force.
âFuck, I love you..â He muttered, as you buried your face into his neck.
âLove you..â You could barely get the words out over your increasing breathy moans, the coil in you about to burst.
Rafael could feel you squeezing him, tightening, fluttering, the way your nails scratched against his skin in an attempt to grasp onto something. Your hand closed tightly around his bicep, nails digging into the soft skin, your hips stalling as you nearly wailed, body shuddering with pleasure in his arms. He let you breathe through a few moments before he flipped you over, letting you tug his body against you as he thrust into you, chasing his own release, hoping to pull a third one from you in the process.
Your cunt was so tight, so wet and warm, he knew it wouldnât take long, the feeling of being buried inside you completely taking over as his cock pumped into you, hips rolling against yours in a stuttering manner. He felt your teeth sink into his neck, the way your legs wrapped around him, pulling him even deeper into you and he lost it, groaning heavily against your skin while he spilled into you. He laid their a moment, doing his best to support himself over you, pressing a soft trail of kisses up your neck, pecking at your lips.
âYou really did miss me.â You smirked, gaining a breathy laugh from him before he leant down to kiss the tip of your nose.
ââCourse.â He replied, gently pulling out of you, flopping onto his back, âAlways do mi amour.â His arm tugged you to him and you happily rolled over against his body, curling against the soft skin. You kissed his chest gently, wrapping an arm tightly around him as your head found solace in the crook of his neck.
âMissed you too. I love you Rafa.â He smiled, despite you not being able to see it, he couldnât help it. Hearing those simple words from you made his heart swell each and every time, he still couldnât believe youâd managed to not only pop up into his life but managed to win his heart over.
âI love you too.â His lips softly kissed the top of your head, his arms pulling you a little tighter to him, fingers tracing down your back as your heart rateâs calmed. He smiled hearing your breathing regulate, knowing you were down for the count, itâd been a tough month of UC work and you were more than happy to be back in your own bed and in the arms of the man you loved
"Entirely Selfish" | Rafael Barba x F!Reader [Kinktober Day Three]
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Pairing: Rafael Barba x F!Reader
Prompts: Oral Sex
Warnings: Smut (18+), PWP, established relationship, mentions of a blowjob, oral f!receiving, fingering, (kind of) pussy worship, allusions to sex, implied dom!Rafael & sub!reader, mentioned multiple orgasms
Word Count: 1.7k (I got carried away)
A/N: Posting this 2 days later than planned. I wasn't happy with it, so I had to take a day. Still not sure what to think of this, but I suppose it could be worse. I'm a sucker for writing my favorite fictional men being obsessed with giving head to the point they see it as a reward for themselves. I just know this man gives excellent head. Thank you for cumming coming to my TED talk.
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Sometimes, after watching the love of your life obliterate the worstof humankind on the stand in a crowded courtroom, wearing one of his perfectly tailored three-piece suits that suited him so well as he strutted across the marble floors like he owned the placeâafter the jury had come back with a clear and unanimous 'guilty', and the judge banged her gavel for the final timeâas the voyeurs in the gallery scrambled to get out, you found yourself thinking, that man deserves to have his cock shoved as deeply down my throat as he damn well pleases.
On the other hand, though, Rafael Barba did not think he deserved to have his dick sucked. Or maybe he didâGod knows he was a smug little shitâbut his idea of a reward was not, like most men, to ask his partner for a blowjob. Yes, it felt good, and yes, your mouth would be the death of him someday, but so would your cunt. In fact, whenever he won and he saw that look on your face, the look of a giver, from across the room, he knew it would be easy to get what he wanted, and what he wanted was to have his head buried between your thighs and suck on your clit until you'd soaked his face at least twice. It wasn't what you deserved. Oh no, he did not believe that. To think that would have been selfless, and he'd been selfless for weeks nowâtoward the victims and their families, and everyone else who needed him.
No, to eat your pussy as if it were his last meal on death row was what he deservedâwhat Rafael had worked toward for weeks because between the trial and his stress-induced migraines, he'd barely had the time to touch you, and if there was one reward he wanted, it was this, and only this. He would take your mouth, too, eventually. He'd fuck you until all you could do was scream his name, that much was certain, but it would not be his first pick when he got home.
He knew you would probably be waiting, too, possibly even kneeling for him already. He would spread you out and take you. Yes, he would. If that was what you wanted, of course, but knowing you and the look you'd given him in the courtroom just then, you would be waiting; that was as much a certainty as the indescribable warmth of love that filled him whenever you were around him and rendered him blind to anything and anyone else.
God, he was already half hard on the elevator ride down to the foyer of the New York Supreme Court, surrounded by press and jurors and his colleagues from SVUâexcept for you; you and Carisi had taken the victims out back to make sure no one would dare talk to them. Once again, he found himself astounded at your caring nature and your big heart that kept getting you almost killed, giving him a heart attack every fucking time the phone rang and Olivia Benson's name flashed across his screen.
He didn't want to think about that, though, about the dangers you always put yourself in for the greater good, for the people. Not now. Not ever. The fact that life was short and that losing you was always a distinct possibility made him sad, and he didn't want to be sad right now. He wanted you, only you, all to himself, without danger breathing down your necks. He could die a happy man in your arms, he was sure, because at least then he would be with you.
As suspected, the moment the door to your shared apartment shut behind him, you were on him, not on your knees but on him. "Hi," you breathed as you kissed him, tugging at his suit jacket until it came off and fell to the floor.
Rafael smirked, and he pulled you closer until he could kiss you properly, unhurriedly. He took charge, as always. His lips moved against yours, warm, soft, and wet, and you moaned against them. Your entire body turned to putty in his hands. Every time you did, his heart threatened to burst out of his chest. How could one person mean this much to another, he wondered. How in love could one be before the feeling became so crushing that it turned deadly? He didn't know. He didn't understand, but he was utterly addicted to itâto you.
"Hi," he whispered back.
You slid his suspenders down, without hesitation, then undid the first few buttons of his shirt to get to his tie. You undid that one, too. He was wearing the red one you liked so much, but all niceties considered, it was in the way. He was wearing far too many clothes.
Rafael exhaled a pleased noise, watching your shaky fingers fidget with the fabric. "Oh. Straight to the point, huh?" His smirk widened. "You're not even gonna buy me dinner first?" he teased.
Your lips brushed his again, trailing lower, lower, lower, until they pressed over his pulse point. "Mhm," your hum reverberated against his skin, fingers sliding into his now-open shirt, over the faintly silver hairs on his chest and the golden cross around his neck that caught the light so deliciously well. "Thought you might prefer this over a steak," you said.
He whimpered at the feeling, at the goosebumps traveling down his spine and straight to his aching cock. "I do," he said. "God, I do."
And there were not many things he preferred over a thick, fat steak, but you? You always came first.
Your lips curled into a smile. "You did good, Guapo. You deserve a rewardâŠ" And just like that, you sank to your knees.
Rafael breathed a faint tsk, his hand coming to rest just below your jugular, and he stopped you. "Not like that, mi amor," he said.
You pouted, "Butâ"
"You know how much I love having your lips wrapped around my cock, I do, but⊠that's not what I want."
"What do you want?"
His smirk turned into a smile, soft as silk, yet nowhere near innocent. "I think you know what I want," he said.
"Tell me."
"You." He popped open the button on your jeans. "On the bed." The zipper followed. "Legs spread. Naked. Fingers in my hairâŠ" He guided your hand to the now messy curls on the top of his head. The way he cradled you then should've been illegal, too soft for what he said next, and he whispered, right into your earâyour bloodstream, "My head between your thighs."
Your knees buckled.
"You want that?" he asked, softly. "You want me to eat you out?"
You did. God, you did, but⊠"That'd be a reward for me," you said.
His brows quirked up, as did his lips. "For you? Oh, cariño, no. I'm afraid my motivations are entirely selfish in nature."
That was all it took. Five minutes later, and you were spread out on the duvet covering your shared king-size bed, the lights of New York City behind the windows illuminating your bare skin in a mosaic of colors, and his head was buried deep between your thighs, where he rightfully belonged.
He'd meant it when he said that his motivations were entirely selfish. You realized that quickly when his lips closed around your clit and sucked, hard, his hands keeping you pinned to the mattress with nowhere to runâall you had to do was take it. He ate your pussy the way he always did, slowly, passionately, precisely, and with the utmost attention to detail that only a prosecutor could display. He made out with your folds, lips moving across the sensitive skin, feeling you, tasting you, his tongue darting in and out of you, before he returned to the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top.
He spread you open, admired you, kissed your bare pussy with the kind of gentleness that made you want to close your legs and hide away, but he would not let that stand. He would not let you hide.
Rafael sucked, licked, traced his tongue between your folds, up and down and up and downâhe flicked his fucking silver tongue in all the places he knew like the back of his hand, the places he knew would drive you batshit crazy, up the walls.
He used his fingers, too, though only to provide him with more access. He dipped the tip of his index finger in, just so, feeling you clench around him, and the moan you let out was as much a plea for more as it was a sign of submission; you were willing to let this man do anything to you, anything he damn well pleased. You were probably going to thank him after, anyway.
One of your hands came to tangle in his dark, unruly hair. You wanted him closer, deeper. The wave of your orgasm was so close yet so far away, and you just wanted to ride it already. You wanted to come so badly, and he wanted you to come, too, but not on your terms; he wanted you to come on his terms, because this was his reward, not yours.
Rafael slapped your hand away.
"Rafa," you moaned.
He hummed against your pussy, dipping his tongue inside. He drank from you as if you were the fountain of youth or an ancient spring that would somehow grant him magical powers. Though Rafael Barba already had magical powers, and they were all in his mouth.
He drove you higher, higher, higher, higherâŠ
Before you knew it, the knot in your belly tightened impossibly, and then it snapped. You couldn't even warn him, that was how fast it crashed into you, how sudden. Your lips parted in what could only be described as a borderline scream. Your back arched, your legs closed tight around his head, and you let the current drag you under.
He didn't stop, though.
He didn't stop until you came again and again, and again, on his mouth, his fingers, and eventually, his cock as he bent your knees against your chest and fucked you, hardâuntil all you could feel, all you could breathe, was him.
iâm entering @thatesqcrush Valentineâs Bingo!! Itâs my first time and I hope this is good! It covers the âOral sexâ square! Enjoy!
Rafael Barba x Reader
Prompt: a very much needed drunk night turns into a hookup
Warnings: smut, drunk sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), p in v, fingering
Words: 4,223
sorry for the typosâŠ
Drunk in love
Shutting you down and pushing you away was Rafael Barbaâs new activity. Not that he wants to but he has to. He doesnât know why or how he had let himself fall for you, especially since one of the first things he noticed on you was your wedding band. He never saw your husband but Elias - or whatever his name is - seems pretty real, and according to Mike Dodds, heâs âtwice our sizeâ.Â
But god youâre so beautiful. And young, clever, nice, funny. You have everything a man can dream in someone, but somehow, youâre still very insecure about yourself. He sees it when you look at him or Liv for approval when you have a break in a case, or how you sometimes belittle yourself when the guys tease you. He knew how insecure you are when you blushed after he complimented you. He didnât attend to at first, but when he saw you in the little green dress that showed off your curves so perfectly, he couldnât help but to say, âwhoâs that gorgeous woman and what have you done with my detective?â
Rafael still curses himself for saying so. You have been acting differently since then, youâre less talkative, more shutdown. You probably know now about his crush on you and youâre just keeping your distance. Just like he tried at first.Â
But youâre one very stubborn woman. He could snap at you one day and youâd greet him the next one with a smile, like nothing happened. He hates you for it. Youâre pulling up with him and he doesnât know why. Why would you? Heâs the worst. And youâre fucking married.Â
Rafael hates to admit it, but heâs a little jealous of Mike Dodds and Sonny Carisi. Especially Mike. He knows partners have a very special relationship, that you have to trust each other with your lives. But he gets to hug you, spend so much time with you, to go out to bars or restaurants with you. He knows thereâs nothing romantic in that relationship, but sometimes he wishes heâs the one you hug, out of nowhere. But heâs not. Heâs just the weird and annoying ADA.
To stop thinking about you, Rafael Barba went back on tracks and met with a few people. Both men and women, it usually ends in a one night stand. And in the morning, he hates himself a little more because your face is the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes. One night, a woman stopped him mid-sex, âMy nameâs Jane, not Y/N,â she exclaimed. Then she dressed back up and left.Â
Thereâs this woman he keeps seeing though. Itâs mostly just sex, and he canât complain about her talents in bed. Maybe he should take her on a date? Try to make this serious? Well, as serious as he can be, knowing that his world stops spinning every time he lays his eyes on you. He hates you.Â
*****
âCould you cover for me tonight and perhaps tomorrow morning?â you asked Mike, as you two were on a stakeout. Technically, Mike is your superior, but heâs also your partner and you can trust him, with everything.
âOnly if you tell him why,â he answered.
âElias told me he has a work thing out of town. I need to check,âÂ
Mike already knows your doubts on your husbandâs fidelity. Itâs been building up for months now. Mike advised you to talk to him but you refused. Youâre scared about what he may tell you.
âYouâre finally following your doubts! Donât you think talking to him would be better?â
âIf Iâm wrong, Iâm gonna make a fool of myself,â you sighed, âAnd if Iâm rightâ I really donât know how Iâm gonna react, I canât be facing him at that moment,âÂ
âFine,â the sergeant isnât convinced itâs the right thing to do, but he knows better than to fight with you on that. âDo you want me to come with you?â he offered.
âThanks, but no,â you kissed his cheek and focused back on your job.Â
*****
Your doubts and your fears become reality. Elias is cheating on you, with some gorgeous brunette, a little bit older than you. She looks like a model compared to you. And you can feel your heart breaking when he leans to kiss her passionately. Itâs fucking real. You had doubts, but a part of you kept refusing to believe it. Elias was the man of your dreams, heâs your first love, your husband. You loved him with all your heart and heâs justâ a fucking asshole.Â
You drove all night long, without any destination. You showed up late at work - Mike had covered for you - and you went on with your life.
You lied to Mike, telling him that you were wrong and Elias was really away for work. To Elias? You didnât say anything. You didnât want to face it for now. You didnât want to hear some lame excuses, or blaming. You didnât want him to break your heart a little more. So everyday, for weeks, you went home, slept beside him, answered when he was talking to you, barely returned his kisses. There was no sex though. Lack of sex had been the starting point of your doubts. You did get tested however. You didnât know if heâs using protections with her, or if there are other women, or whatever, so you had to be sure you had no STD. Luckily you didnât.
*****
Rafael is tired of how cold youâre with him. He doesnât know if youâre the same way with the rest of the squad, but youâre with him and itâs pissing him off. If itâs because of his crush on you, he wished youâd say so, heâd lie by telling you heâs seeing someone and that whatever he felt for you, itâs gone. And the ârelationshipâ could go back to normal.Â
Liv texted him to say youâre coming to get the warrant. He stopped working after he read the text. How can he bring it up to you? How can he throw the subject? Why is he that nervous anyway? Why does he care? Youâre just a young detective he met a year prior. You donât matter to him. Youâre good at what you do, but in a few years, both of you will move on with your lives. And you wonât remember him. Ever. Why does he care?
âHi Barba,â you entered his office after he told you to come in. He hates when you call him âBarbaâ. You usually go with his first name. Why did it change?
âMorning detective,â he answered, coldly, not looking up from his notepad. âCarmen should be back in five minutes with the warrant,âÂ
âK. Can I get a coffee?âÂ
He finally puts his pen down and looks up to you. Youâre standing right across his desk, your hair is tied in a ponytail, you have those dark cargo pants that fit your curves so perfectly, and a blue NYPD sweater. âCan you wear that whenever you want?â he asked, pointing at your sweater.Â
âMy shirt is in the trash with the biggest coffee stain on it. I stole this from Mike,âÂ
Itâs indeed a little loose for you. Your hands are mostly hidden in the sleeves and he canât distinguish your breasts - not that he looks for itâŠ
You move to the coffee pot and pour yourself a cup. You look over your shoulder, âWant some?â he nods and extends his empty cup to you.Â
âI can wait outside if you want,â you said, after you drank the coffee faster than he ever did.Â
âTake the couch, Y/N,âÂ
Once you sat on his couch, Rafael sighed, stood up and sat next to you. âIs there a problem?â he asked.
You looked at him, confused. âAbout?âÂ
âMe?â he offered. âI donât know. Have I done something to upset you?â
You shyly smiled at that and Rafaelâs heart melted. âItâs nothing to do with you, Rafael. I promise,â you briefly squeezed his hand and let it go. He wanted to grab it and never let it go.
âThen what is it? Somethingâs wrong with you,âÂ
âIf someone told me youâd be the first to notice, I would have laughed,â you giggled.
âHmm⊠should I be offended by that?â he raised an eyebrow.Â
âYouâre the outsider, you know. But we love you for that,âÂ
âI donât know whoâs âweâ, but itâs certainly not the SVU squad,â he kept going before you answered, âWhatâs wrong, Y/N?âÂ
You took you a very long moment to say it. A moment during which Rafael forgot how to breath. He was expecting many things, but not this. After that, it all happened so fast. You cried and leaned to your side until your face hit his chest. Unsure at first, he finally wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hugged you. His nose got buried in your hair and he knew it was the scent he wanted to smell for the rest of his life. He felt your hand on his pectoral, turning into a fist on his shirt. âI hate him,â you cried. âBut Iâm scared,âÂ
âScared of?â he softly kissed your hair.
âBeing alone? Doing it all over again? Never meeting someone else?â you took a deep breath, âBut Iâm the most scared of why he did it,âÂ
âThere are no excuses, Y/N. I know what it feels like, I know youâre blaming yourself, thinking that itâs your fault, but itâs not,â he softly pulled you away to grab your face in his hands. He ran his thumbs on your cheeks to take the tears away and forced you to look at him. âHe doesnât deserve you, he doesnât deserve your tears,âÂ
You nodded at that and tried to regain control as you both heard Carmenâs heels.Â
âCan I take you out for drinks tonight?â he offered before you left.
âThank you, but I donât want to be around people,â
âOk, my place then?â
You nodded again, kissed his cheek and left with a shy âsee you tonightâ.Â
*****
After leaving the precinct, you quickly stopped at your shared apartment to change clothes. Elias was there, drinking a beer and making dinner, as if everything was okay. You barely greeted him and walked to the bathroom. You took a quick shower, changed into high-waisted ripped jeans, dark crop top and a flannel shirt. You redid your makeup, and let your long hair drop on your shoulders.Â
âWhere are you going?â Elias asked, as you were putting your doc martens on.Â
âOut,â you answered coldly.Â
âI can see that. Work?â
âNope,â you grabbed your keys.Â
âShould I wait for you?â
âNo, donât,â
And you were gone.
Rafael is stressed. He doesnât know what to expect from that night. Probably nothing, youâre broken-hearted, you just need a night to relax and either talk about it and completely forget. He will give you that. He will be a good listener, youâll have his shoulder to cry on if needed. He turned down the woman heâs seeing to spend the night with you. He didnât give explanations, just said he has to work. She just answered âK.â, maybe sheâs upset but he doesnât care much.Â
When he opens his door, he forgets how to breath. Youâre gorgeous in a very natural way. He lets you in his apartment, youâve been there once, when you were his protection detail after he received death threats. You stayed up all night long to make sure he was okay and he felt so cared for, it warmed his heart in an unfamiliar way.Â
âBeer?â he offered.
âNo, scotch. I need something strong tonight,âÂ
You sit on his couch, tug your legs under your butt, just making comfortable. He comes back with two glasses of scotch, and offers you one. âI didnât have time to cook but I ordered italian,âÂ
âThanks but you shouldnât have. Iâm not hungry,âÂ
âIf you donât eat, you donât drink. Your choice,â he smiled and you nodded.Â
Rafael is doing his best to stay friendly and not flirty, but after his fourth glass, he doesnât control himself as much. There are empty containers on the coffee table, the bottle of scotch is getting empty. Youâre laying against him, your body is so close to his, he can feel your body heat and smell your scent. âYour husband is such a dumbass,â he said and you turned to face him. âI meanâ that guy is married toâyou. And heâs cheating on you? How stupid does it make him?âÂ
âIâm not special,â you shrugged.Â
âIâm talking to Y/N Y/L/N, right? Cause that woman is special,âÂ
âHow so?âÂ
âThis. You donât even realize how amazing you are. You blush when you get a compliment, youâre a badass when youâre with a perp, but youâre always looking for approval when you have an idea. Youâre so smart and nice, and beautiful, and sweet, andââ
Rafael stopped when he heard you giggle. He laughed too, because your laugh always does that to him. âHow drunk are you, Rafael?âÂ
âEnough to tell you so, but no enough to lie about it,âÂ
âMaybe I should forgive him,â
âWait, what? No!â Rafael exclaimed and sat straight. âHe doesnât deserve your forgiveness! Why would you do that?â he didnât expect his voice to be this high pitched.Â
âBecauseâ I wonât find someone else to put up with me,â
You sounded so dramatic, it made Rafael laugh. âYouâre twenty seven, Y/N! You have so much time ahead,âÂ
âMaybe butâ Iâm not easy to live with, Rafa. Iâm annoying, I work all the time, I donât cook, Iâm not good in bed, Iââ
âWow,â he exclaimed again to make you stop talking. âIs this how he made you feel?âÂ
âNoâyes. Maybe, I donât knowâ sex is⊠simple with him,â you paused, âBut you probably donât want to hear about my sex life,â you took a sip of your drink.
âI do. I meanâ itâs not about being good in bed. Itâs about the connection, what two people are looking for,âÂ
âWhat are you looking for in sex?âÂ
âDepends. When itâs a one night stand, itâs mostly relief. Do I care about my partnerâs pleasure? Yeah, sure but not as much as if Iâm in love,âÂ
âI wonder what it feels like one night with Rafael Barba,â you had a grin on your face, teasing him. You were drunk, but so was he.Â
âI can show you,â
Rafael didnât expect you to react with a kiss, but you did. You awkwardly press your lips against his and Rafael froze for a second. But he deepened the kiss, cupping your face in his hand. He felt your tongue asking for access and he happily obliged. He laid down on the couch and you sat on his lap, never breaking the kiss. You feel like heaven. His hand settled on your bare skin between your jeans and your top before sliding under the crop top. Your hands did the same on his torso, sending shivers in his entire body.Â
He noticed when you arrived but now he has the confirmation; you arenât wearing any bra and you have your nipples pierced. He groaned loudly when he felt your breasts in his palms, which made you smile against his mouth. âDoes it hurt?â he asked when he started to play with your nipples.Â
âGod no, I love it,â you sighed in pleasure. âEver been with someone who has their nipples pierced?âÂ
âNo,â he growled, âCan I?â he asked before sucking on your nipple. You nodded and he almost assaulted your breasts. Nipples pierced is fucking amazing. Especially yours.Â
âI want to feel your skin,â you shyly requested and Rafael obliged. He let you take his tee-shirt off, tossing it on the floor. Your hands touched his body like he was a greek god. You kissed, sucked and bit his neck from a moment while he was softly thrusting his erection against your clothes center.Â
Rafael doesnât control himself or his pleasure when heâs drunk. Heâs scared that he may come so fast you wonât enjoy this moment with him. He held you against him and took you to the bedroom. You both undressed each other before laying down on the bed. Rafael drunk you in. You, completely naked on his bed. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. He briefly kissed you before making his own down to your core. He gently bite your inner thigh before burying his tongue into you. You let out such a beautiful sound, it almost made him come on the spot. âYouâre fucking delicious,â he growled.Â
âYouâoh, you donât have to do this, Rafael,â you said. But he was pleasuring you so good.
âWhy wouldnât I? This pussy is calling for my mouth,â his hot breath against your clit made you shiver, âYouâre so wet, baby,â he returned to his oral ministrations.Â
Rafael ate you like a starved man. He gave everything he had to make you come on his face. He felt you tensed against him, your thigh held him in place. You cried his name, your nails on his scalp. He swallowed everything you had to give him.Â
âWowâ fucking wow,â you chuckled as you tried to catch your breath.Â
âI know, I get that a lot,â he chuckled too, kissing you softly.Â
âShut up, and fuck me now,âÂ
âHmm⊠someoneâs desperate for my cock?â
âIâve never been this turned on, Rafael. What did you do to me?âÂ
âEver had an orgasm from someoneâs mouth?â
âNahâ and I donât want to talk about it. Just get inside me, please,âÂ
He kissed you passionately again, and got on top of you. You felt his hard cock against your stomach, before he lined himself with you. âDo you want it?â he wanted you to beg. âHow much do you want my cock, hermosa?âÂ
âSo much!â you tried to make his cock slide into you but Rafael held you still, âPlease, Rafael. I want youâ I want you inside me,âÂ
He didnât need more. He slid into you in one slow motion. You both gasped at the feeling. His size hurt a little at first but youâre used to keep a straight face during sex. But somehow, Rafael felt it. âAre you okay?â He asked, not moving.Â
âJust getting used to your size,â you giggled.Â
âLo siento, I got carried away. Let meââÂ
He tried to pull out off you but your hands held onto his ass, âdonât you dare go away, Barba,â he giggled and stayed deep inside you.Â
âIâm not going anywhere,â he whispered before kissing you.Â
When you gave him permission to move, he started slow. He needed to control his pleasure. It was deep and slow, and every sound you made was music to his ear. He intertwined his fingers with yours and pinned your hand above your head, kissing you roughly. âDo you want to switch positions?â You asked, out of nowhere.Â
âFuck no. I wanna see your face while I make you come,âÂ
For a moment, he was self conscious of what was going on. Whatever sex was with your husband, it was mostly to pleasure that bastard. He probably didnât care much about you during sex, about what pleased you, about your kinks if you have some. This might be his only night with you, and he wants you to know what real sex and pleasure are.Â
When he felt you were close to your orgasm, he quickly pulled out and buried two fingers into your pussy. You didnât have time to react about the sudden changes, you cum - for the second time - hard on his fingers.Â
âWhy the hell did you pull out?â You asked, confused, as you tried to catch your breath.Â
âIâm not done with you yet,â he said with a malicious smile. He kissed you again, taking his time - to be fair, heâs mostly trying to calm himself down - to plant kisses all over you, worshipping your perfect body.Â
âRafael, what theââ you gasped. His face was between your legs again. His tongue found its way easily to your most sensitive spot. You were worn down, but so sensitive a third orgasm wasnât far away. But you pulled his hair to make him stop. You saw something in his eyes. âSomeone likes to get his hair pulled,â you giggled.Â
âI didnât know actually, but yeah,â he licked his lips, âHowever, if you pull my face away from your pussy again, Iâll have to punish you,âÂ
His words, the way he talks to you sends something into you. Something you ever felt before. Maybe youâre into punishment. And dirty talk. Maybe you arenât bad in bed, you just werenât with the right person.Â
Rafael was about to go back at it again, but your voice stopped him. âI want to go down on you,âÂ
âYou will, babygirl. For now, itâs about you,âÂ
He did pull a third orgasm out of you. Heâs so fucking talented with his tongue and fingers. He knows what to do, when to do it. âYouâll be the death of me,â you said, trying again to catch your breath, tiredly playing with his chest hair.Â
âSounds good,â he buried his face in your neck and marked you. He didnât care about tomorrow, about what your husband might say when he sees it. Tonight, youâre his and no one elseâs. âDo you really want to suck my cock or do you feel like you have to?â He asked, his eyes locked into yours.Â
âI want to,â you eagerly answered, regaining some strength suddenly.Â
You sat up while Rafael laid down on his back. You took his cock in your hand, his hips jerking at the feeling. He probably wonât last long. But he can still recover and do it all over again. âYou okay?â He asked, as you were taking a long moment just looking and stroking his length.Â
âYeah,â you shyly smiled, âJust promise me something, please?âÂ
He would promise you the fucking universe. âTell me?âÂ
âIfâif Iâm not good, just make me stop, okay? Donât blame me after,âÂ
Rafael saw tears in your eyes. He immediately grabbed you and pulled you next to him. His erection can wait. He softly kissed your cheeks and lips. âIâm notâŠhim,â he said, âLike I said earlier, itâs about the connection between two persons. I feel connected to you, do you feel the same?âÂ
You nodded, trying to stop your tears. âThatâs all that matters. You could break my penis, sending me to the ER, Iâd thank you for it,âÂ
He felt proud when you laughed, he kissed you. He could never get enough of your lips. âI trust you, Y/N. Only thing I donât want is you going down on me just because you feel like you have to,âÂ
âI want to suck you off, Rafael,â you purred in his ear after a moment.Â
His cock softened during that talk, but it reacted to that. You kissed his body, trailing your way down to his penis. You licked the tip, tasting some pre-cum. You looked at him to catch his reactions, but you saw nothing but desire and pleasure. When he was painfully hard, you took him in your mouth. Rafael almost came right here and there, it took everything he had not to. You slowly suck his cock, until you quicken the rhythm. âYouâre soâgood, baby. You know how to use that mouth,â he praised you. When he saw you smiling against his length, he made a mental note about you loving to be praised.Â
You cupped his balls in your hand, and took him all the way down your throat, âIâm gonnaâamor, fuck! Iâm gonna cum,â he expected you to pull away but instead, you kept the pace until Rafael came hard in your month, chanting your name. He didnât know he could be this loud. You made a show of swallowing every drop of him. âMierda,â he muttered, drying his sweating forehead with the back of his hand.Â
âCan men fake orgasm? Cause you were fucking loud,â you giggled before kissing him.Â
âShut up, that wasâamazing,â he looked deep inside your eyes. âYou are amazing, Y/N,âÂ
He didnât have time to fuck you again, you both quickly fell asleep after.Â
Much to Rafaelâs surprise, he woke up to the warmth of your mouth around his cock. He had a wide smile when he saw your eyes full of desire, while your mouth was perfectly sucking on his cock. He lazily grabbed your hair, giving a few thrusts. But he didnât know how youâd feel about facefuck so he let you lead. It didnât take long until he came down your throat again, still as loud as a few hours prior. âYou will be the death of me,âÂ
He invited you in the shower so he could finally fuck you properly. When you came on his cock, your walls clenching around his length, it was the most beautiful feeling in the world.Â
This couldnât be a one night stand. Thereâs a connection, either of you can deny. He will spend weeks, months, even years to show you heâs worth an Elias or any other man.Â
â(Y/N).â your head lifted at Livâs call. âYes boss!â you answered. You cursed mentally. She probably caught you staring at Barba again. When she noticed where your eyes were trained previously she smiled. âI know it may be hard to focus now.â you just looked down bashfully.Â
A few months passed after his not so subtle announcement that the both of you were dating. Everything seemed easier now. Barba still got jealous sometimes, which was cute. Heâd given a death glare to any man that stared at you too long. And he even formed a sort of bond with Nick, which was weird because it felt like the both of them were batting guys away from you left and right. You should have expected as much.Â
Liv handed you a file to look over, telling you to chase down a possible lead. You took it, following Nick to go and question a potential suspect.Â
~~
When you got back it was maybe around lunch. The lead fell through. It just led you to another dead end. You slumped in your seat, watching the box of Chinese on your desk. You separated the chopsticks, taking the box and opening it as you started to eat. Your feet twisted on the ground absentmindedly, eventually you were facing Barbaâs office. His blinds were open and he was nibbling on a pen, eyes fixed on a document.Â
Of what you couldnât really tell. You bit at the wooden chopsticks, wishing you could taste the sweetness that Barbaâs tongue provided rather than the roughness of the wood presently in your mouth. Lately all you could think about was Barba. Which wasnât exactly strange since you were in a relationship.Â
But your mind always drifted to something sexual, the familiar tinge between your legs appearing. A soft breath escaped as you tried to get rid of the feeling. This was the last place you wanted to get worked up in. You werenât sure if he was a mind reader, but his eyes lifted and your breath hitched at the look in his eyes. If you didnât know any better you would have sworn he was thinking the same exact thing. The intensity of his eyes, even from all the way across the room you could feel the electricity. It made your body shiver. You forced yourself to look away, crossing your legs to dull the sensation that rose.Â
You needed a distraction, just settling for eating the remainder of your noodles. You could still feel his eyes, it triggered something in your body. Something you tried your hardest to ignore.Â
~~~
âDrinks tonight! On me.â Liv called. Amanda was the first to get out of her seat. Carisi wasnât too far behind. Pretty soon everyone was piling to leave in the elevator. You joined them, squeezing in next to Amanda. She grinned at you. âFinally joining us, I thought you would bail out.â you shook your head.Â
âI could use a drink.â She didnât question you, which was a surprise. She just seemed happy that you were coming. The doors started to close, but right before it could shut completely a hand stopped it. It reopened and Barba came into view.Â
âRoom for one more?â Liv shifted to give him some room. â Sure counselor.â He glanced at you momentarily, before turning his back and pressing a button. Even with everyone in the small space, you could feel the unspoken tension. Amanda and the others were chatting as usual, but you were more focused on a certain district attorneyâs butt. You nibbled on your lower lip, unable to tear your eyes away. An onslaught of images appearing in your mind.Â
The elevator dinged and your shoulders tensed, hoping no one noticed what youâd shamelessly been gazing at. Everyone filed out and you followed. You didnât mean to, but you really couldnât talk to Barba with the thoughts running through your mind. So you striked up a conversation with Amanda, luckily Carisi was talking Barbaâs ear off.Â
When you all arrived you took a seat to the back. All of you were mixed in together, chatting and updating each other on whatâs new in each otherâs personal lives. You made sure not to take a seat next to Barba, and you hoped he didnât notice. He ended up sitting in the middle of Nick and Carisi. Both men kept him more than occupied. You didnât drink that much, just one cup that you couldnât even finish. Barba was on his first glass too. He just sipped at it slowly. You tried and failed not to stare at him. Every time he caught your eyes youâd avert your attention elsewhere.Â
A little after one, everyone started turning in. Each bidding goodbye as they left. Pretty soon it was just you and Barba. Now the atmosphere was tense. You didnât know what to say and Barba didnât say anything, just studied your silence. He was looking as if trying to figure out why you were suddenly uncomfortable. You couldnât stand it so you did the next best thing.Â
âWell, I think Iâll turn in too.â you raised, faking a yawn. You were going to bail out of there quick.Â
âLet me drop you home. â he offered. You were afraid he was going to say that. Damn him and his need to make sure you got home safe. You just accepted, if you denied he would surely know something was up. He slipped on his coat, helping you into yours as he guided you out the bar. You hailed a taxi, jumping in the back.Â
Barba slipped in right next to you. You tried to make it less obvious that you were attempting to keep as much space between the both of you as possible. The ride was quiet, you kept your gaze out the window, watching the bright signs and huge buildings in hopes it would keep your hormones under control.Â
The taxi came to a stop and you paid the driver, stepping out after Barba. He walked you up the stairs, to your door. You took the keys out of your pocket, about to slide it in when you felt Barbaâs hand pressed to the door. He leaned into you from behind and you shuddered. âSo, are you going to tell me why youâve been acting so strange all day, or do I have to coax it out of you..â he whispered into your ear. Your hands were shaking now, all the previous scenarios in your head rushing back to you. You willed yourself to open the door, stepping in. Barba followed in, locking the door behind him.Â
When you were inside you shifted on your feet, standing a good distance apart.Â
â(Y/N).â he called. Your eyes shot up. Now he was worried, you could tell.Â
âIf I did something you arenât comfortable with just tell me and Iâll-â
âThatâs not it.â you interrupted. He was completely baffled now. You picked at your nails, wondering how to phrase this. How were you supposed to tell him that youâd been freaking horny for him for the past week but you were a virgin so you were terrified to make a move.Â
â(Y/N), just tell me. Iâm sure it canât be as bad as youâre making it seem.â He stepped closer and your willpower broke. You pitched forward, giving him an earth shattering kiss. Barba groaned at the back of his throat, hands moving to steady himself against you. When he regained his footing he was astonished at how demanding your kisses were. Your hands were on his cheeks, hips pressed flush against him. You pulled back after a few hot moments reluctantly. You were panting, and Barbaâs breathing wasnât any better.Â
âI..I have no idea what I did to deserve that.â he panted out. You giggled, your previous fear fading slightly. When you caught your breath again you could see the darken of his emerald eyes. You worked up every bit of courage you could.Â
âBarba I..I really want you..â you breathed. You said it, finally. You werenât sure it was possible but his eyes got darker. âBut I..â you pulled out of his arms, wrapping your arms around your form self consciously.Â
Say it, just say it! âIâm a virgin!â you practically yelled. His eyes opened a small fraction, clearly not expecting that. Thatâs what you were afraid of. You were scared he would reject you because you lacked experience, or solely cause he didnât want to bed a virgin. All those thoughts started piling into your head.Â
Before you could get ahead of yourself Barba took your hands softly. You were startled at the loving look in his eyes. A look he never really showed to anyone. No one but you. â(Y/N), I donât really care how many people youâve been with. I wonât lie, Iâm a bit surprised at your confession. If you donât feel comfortable we can wait until youâre ready. Iâd never rush you into any-â
âNo I want to!â you exclaimed. You blushed when you realized you shouted.Â
âI thought you wouldnât want to if you found out, s-so Iâve been trying to distract myself all day. I was keeping you at arms length because I couldnât stop thinking about how much I wanted to touch you Rafael..â He took a deep breath.Â
âI see..â
âIf you donât want to, I understand, I-I just thought I should be honest about it.â you mumbled out. Now that everything was out in the open you felt relieved. Barba stepped closer, removing his jacket. He dropped his briefcase onto the floor and you looked up at the shine that returned into his eyes.Â
âI assure you that I want this as well. â You gulped. This is what you wanted. You took his hand, guiding him into your room. When you walked in you turned back to Barba. âI have no idea what to do.â you admitted with a laugh. He smiled at you.Â
âItâs a good thing Iâm here then.â He loosened his tie, pulling it skillfully out of the collar of his shirt. Piece by piece he started shedding his clothing. The less he had on the more heat rushed between your legs. It took you a while to realize that you should have been doing the same. You started striping a bit hurriedly and Barba laughed at your eagerness. You got out of your outfit easily, now just standing in your bra and panties.Â
Barba was just in his slacks, his shoes and socks long abandoned. You lowered unto the bed a bit nervously, head sinking into the pillow. Barba climbed unto the bed, towering over you.Â
âIf you want to stop just tell me and we can immediately. â his assurance was not needed but very much appreciated. You were glad that he was the type of person with so much understanding, you knew Barba would never force you into anything. Another thing you loved about him. âI wonât.â you muttered. He smirked at that, closing the distance between you.Â
You sank deeper into the bed at his added weight. The feel of his chest pressed firmly to your own was so amazing. The kiss was slow, sensual. Your legs hooked themselves around his waist and you gasped when he grinded into you. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips. Your legs shifted, accidentally nudging Barba between his legs. He pulled back with a sharp hiss and you visibly panicked.Â
âC-Crap did I do something wrong!â He shook his head with a deep laugh. He leaned back in and you were shocked at his member that was now poking you. âW-We were just kissing..â you said in disbelief. You didnât think heâd be that turned on just from a kiss. His mouth kept leaving small wet kisses on your neck, going up to your ear. You were so preoccupied with his kisses that you didnât see his hand moving south. You jerked when you felt his hand slip into your underwear. He pulled them off your hips, sliding them down your legs.Â
You wanted to free yourself of your bra, so you lifted, unhooking the clasp and flinging it across the room. Barba started laughing again and you returned to your previous spot. He admired your bust. One hand cupped your right breast and the other went back between your legs.
 âShit..â you muttered. His fingers stroked you, admiring the wetness that coated your thighs. When his finger slid in you almost came right there and then. You couldnât believe you starved yourself of such pleasure all these years. Although, in the back of your mind you were glad Barba turned out to be your first.Â
He added another finger, pumping in and out of you. You bucked, trying to match his pace, desperate for release. Barbaâs fingers were working magic, hitting your spot every time. It wasnât long before your walls were clenching around his fingers. Your body tensed for a second, before you released with a cry of pleasure. You were gripping into his arms, breathing coming in quickly. Barba removed his fingers, tongue darting out to lick his wet digits clean. You watched him lustfully, biting down so hard on your lip you were shocked it didnât bleed.Â
He kicked off his pants easily, his boxers following not far behind. You held back a giggle at the way he seemed eager now. His eyes reconnected with yours and you smiled. He mirrored your expression. âIf you want to stop we can a-â you bucked into him, effectively silencing him. He growled lowly.Â
âI want this Rafael, I want you.â That was all the consent he needed. He lined himself up, giving you one last look before he started pushing in. You werenât gonna lie, it hurt like a bitch. The fact that he was considerably well endowed probably didnât help. You held unto his biceps, trying to distract yourself from the pain. Against your will tears pricked at the corner of your eyes. Barba leaned down, pressing kisses on your cheek. âI knowâŠâ his voice sounded strained. After a few more seconds Barba was completely sheathed inside you. He was breathing a bit heavily. Your head turned, adjusting to his size.Â
âA-Are you okay?â you whispered. His breathing was starting to concern you. He forced out a chuckle. âI-Iâm fine..y-youâre just really..â he paused for a second. âTight.â he concluded. You flushed.Â
âM-Maybe itâs because youâre so big.â you hummed. He twitched inside of you at the compliment and you gasped slightly. Barba smirked. âSorry.â he blew into your ear. You had a feeling he wasnât really sorry. Barba was still for a while, giving you sometime to get comfortable. He wanted you to enjoy this just as much as he would. You gave him a small kiss, nodding your head, and he started moving slowly. In and out. At first it felt so foreign, but after a while moans started slipping out. You were alarmed at the dirty sounds escaping your mouth. His pace picked up slightly when you started moving with him, begging for more. Your hands wrapped around his torso as he found a steady rhythm.Â
âR-Rafa..â you couldnât even say his full name. He was grunting, breathing into your ear, whispering less than virtuous things to you. With every thrust of his hip you felt yourself getting closer to becoming undone. The sounds of both of your moans echoed, bouncing off the walls. You were pretty sure you were being obnoxiously loud, your neighbors could probably hear. You didnât really care. With one strong thrust you came, body spasming like it did before. This time you actually screamed out your release as Barbaâs seed spilled inside you. He gasped, mumbling something in Spanish.Â
You werenât certain but it could have been a swear. He slumped against you and you felt the weight to be pleasant. He took a while, trying to recover and even out his breathing. You were doing the same. When he did he pulled out and you sighed. He fell down right beside you, pulling you into his side. You rested your head on his chest that was now slicked with sweat.Â
âThat wasâŠwow..â He stroked your hair, pleased that you were satisfied.Â
âThatâs good,â he said, pressing a kiss into your hair. âMaybe we can explore some more positions in the future?â you urged. His hold tightened on your waist.Â
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Rafael tossed you onto the linen duvet of your bed with a growl. You giggled slightly but his mouth quickly silenced you as he pressed his tongue past your lips. He pushed you hard into the mattress before pulling off of you to undress himself at the end of your bed. He was yanking things off, straining the fabric of his clothing in his hurry to rid himself of the expensive material. You moved to sit up in a desire to assist him but he shot you a dark warning glance and you laid back down, your head slightly tilted so you could watch him as article after article of clothing hit your floor.
âDo you know how bad I want you?â His voice was breathless as he unbuckled his pants, the clang of metal making your eyes widen and pupils dilate.Â
âTell me.â You spoke heavily with a hint of a smirk pulling at your lips.Â
Request for Barba?
First time going down on him and/or riding him? He loses all self control and there's a *lot* of praises in Spanish?
Your wish is my command, anon.
Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), Rafael speaking Spanish, Rafael has a filthy mouth, Reader understands Spanish, Reader kisses Rafael to wake him up, unprotected consensual sex (p in v - wrap it before you tap it), biting, rough sex, mentions of bruises, a hint of dom Rafael, oral sex (male receiving), and the reader is described as having hair that can be pulled.
Spanish translations:
Ay, mierda - Oh, shit
¥Coño! - Fuck!
ÂĄVas a matarme! - You're going to kill me!
EstĂĄs riquĂsima - You're hot as fuck
pero ahora - but now
No te muerdas el labio cuando puedo hacerlo por ti - Don't bite your lip when I can do that for you
It had been a busy couple of weeks for you and Rafael. Between his caseload with SVU and your cases with NCIS, the two of you barely had a moment alone together.
Rafael had fallen asleep in your shared bed long before you returned to Washington with Ziva, Tony, McGee, and Gibbs. Mercifully, Director Vance gave you permission to leave the base once the on-site doctor checked you over and gave you a clean bill of health.
Gibbs dropped all of you home, and since you lived closest to him, you were the last one to be dropped off. Gibbs had to prod you awake multiple times before your heavy eyes reopened. After trudging up your driveway, you lifted a hand in farewell and let yourself in.
Once you triple-checked the locks, you had a quick shower and collapsed into bed next to Rafael. Your eyes closed of their own accord. The next thing you knew was Rafael's arm wrapped tightly around your waist and him sleepily crooning Spanish into your ear and rolling his hips so that his erection pressed into your ass.
Suddenly wide awake, you turned in Rafael's embrace and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. The ADA wrinkled his nose in response and sighed in his sleep as you pressed another kiss to the corner of his mouth.
Sliding down the bed, you continued placing kisses on Rafael's body. Despite wanting to suck marks into the skin on Rafael's neck, you restrained yourself, remembering the warning he'd uttered ages ago about not wanting to provide lawyers like Buchanan with any ammunition against him during a trial.
Rafael was beginning to stir and teasingly, you nipped at the skin on his chest, right above his heart. His eyes flew open immediately and focused on you.
"Ay, mierda," he groaned as you moved lower and bypassed his cock, electing to suck marks into the sensitive skin of his inner thighs, "He can cover those marks," you thought.
"¥Coño!" Rafael swore, pushing his head into the pillow as you repeated the process on his other thigh. "¥Vas a matarme!"
"No, I'm not," you disagreed.
Rafael's lust-glazed green eyes sharpened and concern crossed his features when he realised what you wanted to do, "Are you sure? There are other ways we can have sex if you're not ready to give me a blowjob."
You stared resolutely back at him, "Rafael, I want to do this. You're not forcing me into anything; it's my choice."
To emphasise your point, you maintained eye contact as you traced his cock from root to tip with your tongue. Rafael hissed but braced himself on his elbows so that he could watch you. You ducked your head and sucked his cock into your mouth.
Now it was Rafael's turn to restrain himself as you slowly bobbed your head up and down. His legs quivered and he let out a wordless shout when your hand wrapped around the bit of his cock that couldn't fit in your mouth.
"Don't rush yourself," Rafael gritted out, reaching forwards to card his fingers through your hair. You hummed your understanding while sucking his cock and rubbing his cock at the same time and Rafael screwed his eyes shut, his hand tugging at your hair slightly.
Rafael's hips bucked as you lapped at the head of his cock. Precum was beginning to bead at the tip and as you swiped your tongue around, Rafael's other hand gripped the sheets in such a tight grip that his knuckles turned white. With the last bit of self-control he possessed, he commanded you to stop in a whisper and shifted his hips back, easing himself out of your mouth.
"EstĂĄs riquĂsima," Rafael praised. "If you kept that up, I would've come in your mouth."
"That's what I wanted," you pouted.
Rafael fought a shudder, "And we'll explore that in the future, pero ahora," he motioned to his lap and you licked your lips as you understood what he wanted you to do. Pushing yourself upright, you kicked the covers down to the end of the bed and swung a leg over his hips so that you were now straddling Rafael.
His hands settled on your hips, gently guiding you as you rocked. The head of Rafael's cock brushed against your dripping entrance and your breathing hitched. Lowering your hips, his tip slipped inside and you bit your lip.
"No te muerdas el labio cuando puedo hacerlo por ti." Rafael ordered, pulling you forwards and capturing your lips in a deep kiss. The change of angle forced Rafael deeper inside you and the yelp that passed your lips was quickly swallowed by Rafael.
Breaking the kiss, Rafael tugged at your bottom lip with his teeth, "Ride me."
The moment the order passed his lips, your hips moved. Rafael gave you a few moments to adjust to his size and to set the pace before his hands encircled your wrists and guided them up to rest on his shoulders. When he was satisfied, his hand dropped back to your waist and then he began to thrust his hips.
"Asà me gustas cariño," he purred, thumb finding your clit and adding the barest hint of pressure.
Your pussy clenched at his words and actions. A smirk, full of dark promise, appeared on Rafael's face at your reaction, "EstĂĄs tan apretadita."
Your lips crashed onto Rafael's as you climaxed and you felt Rafael groan as his hips surged upwards and spurts of his warm cum shot up into you.
This time you were the one to break the kiss and still trembling from the aftershocks, you could only rest your forehead against Rafael's as you panted. His breath fanned across your skin and Rafael's hands moved from gripping your hips to running soothingly up and down your back.
Reader calls barba "papi" the first time by accident in public? And his reaction to it??
OH BOY, MAMA NEEDS a glass of ICE TEA, and NOT ICE T, but hey in a pinchâŠspeaking of I wonder if there are any Fin Tutuola ficsâŠexcuse me for a moment. Anyways, your requests are being written so do not fret. I just get so immersed in the little narratives it takes longer than it should. That being saidâŠenjoy this latest one.
You leaned over his desk, arms spread wide in an attempt to dwarf him into submission.Â
âPlease RafâŠâ
âY/N Iâm working.â
Suddenly there was a knock at his office door and without a moment of pause Sonny Carisi and Olivia Benson strode in both huffy and hurried.
âWe need the warrant now Counselor.â
âA lot of good Fordham did you Carisi, I canât get a judge to sign off on one without the physical tapes. Until you have themââ
âOkay but without the tapes, what if we got a new recorded confession.â Olivia started only to be immediately rebutted by your boyfriend who was now rubbing his temples with both hands.
I've got a twofer for you 73: â Oh, Are you ticklish? â and 182: â Ive wanted this for so long. â the concept is that Rafael has a girlfriend who is a virgin and she finally decides that she wants to lose it on Valentine's day
Thanks for your request, sweetie!! I hope you like this, I had a lot fun writing it! â€ïžđ„° Sorry Iâm a little late with this since Valentineâs Day.
Warning: NSFWÂ
âThe First Nightâ
Rafael stood behind you, playfully dropping kisses on your neck while lightly prodding your sides.
âRaf! Stop!â You said in a fit of laughter, trying to squirm away and focus on putting the final touches on your ropa vjeja.
âOh, are you ticklish?â He asked, continuing his assault.
âYou know I am. Why donât you make yourself useful and go open a bottle of wine. Dinnerâs almost ready,â you winked at your boyfriend.
Rafael sighed in defeat, âOk, but only because Iâm hungry.â He kissed your lips once more before grabbing the merlot, uncorking the bottle and pouring two glasses just as you placed the food on the table.
It was Valentineâs Day, a day where romantic restaurants all over Manhattan were jam packed with couples celebrating their love. Rather than fight the crowds and be inundated with nylon red balloons and cheesy pink hearts, you opted to invite Rafael over for a quiet night in. You had even gotten his abuelaâs ropa vjeja recipe for the occasion.
iâm entering @thatesqcrush Valentineâs Bingo!! Itâs my first time and I hope this is good! It covers the âOral sexâ square! Enjoy!
Rafael Barba x Reader
Prompt: a very much needed drunk night turns into a hookup
Warnings: smut, drunk sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), p in v, fingering
Words: 4,223
sorry for the typosâŠ
Drunk in love
Shutting you down and pushing you away was Rafael Barbaâs new activity. Not that he wants to but he has to. He doesnât know why or how he had let himself fall for you, especially since one of the first things he noticed on you was your wedding band. He never saw your husband but Elias - or whatever his name is - seems pretty real, and according to Mike Dodds, heâs âtwice our sizeâ.Â
But god youâre so beautiful. And young, clever, nice, funny. You have everything a man can dream in someone, but somehow, youâre still very insecure about yourself. He sees it when you look at him or Liv for approval when you have a break in a case, or how you sometimes belittle yourself when the guys tease you. He knew how insecure you are when you blushed after he complimented you. He didnât attend to at first, but when he saw you in the little green dress that showed off your curves so perfectly, he couldnât help but to say, âwhoâs that gorgeous woman and what have you done with my detective?â
Rafael still curses himself for saying so. You have been acting differently since then, youâre less talkative, more shutdown. You probably know now about his crush on you and youâre just keeping your distance. Just like he tried at first.Â
But youâre one very stubborn woman. He could snap at you one day and youâd greet him the next one with a smile, like nothing happened. He hates you for it. Youâre pulling up with him and he doesnât know why. Why would you? Heâs the worst. And youâre fucking married.Â
Rafael hates to admit it, but heâs a little jealous of Mike Dodds and Sonny Carisi. Especially Mike. He knows partners have a very special relationship, that you have to trust each other with your lives. But he gets to hug you, spend so much time with you, to go out to bars or restaurants with you. He knows thereâs nothing romantic in that relationship, but sometimes he wishes heâs the one you hug, out of nowhere. But heâs not. Heâs just the weird and annoying ADA.
To stop thinking about you, Rafael Barba went back on tracks and met with a few people. Both men and women, it usually ends in a one night stand. And in the morning, he hates himself a little more because your face is the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes. One night, a woman stopped him mid-sex, âMy nameâs Jane, not Y/N,â she exclaimed. Then she dressed back up and left.Â
Thereâs this woman he keeps seeing though. Itâs mostly just sex, and he canât complain about her talents in bed. Maybe he should take her on a date? Try to make this serious? Well, as serious as he can be, knowing that his world stops spinning every time he lays his eyes on you. He hates you.Â
*****
âCould you cover for me tonight and perhaps tomorrow morning?â you asked Mike, as you two were on a stakeout. Technically, Mike is your superior, but heâs also your partner and you can trust him, with everything.
âOnly if you tell him why,â he answered.
âElias told me he has a work thing out of town. I need to check,âÂ
Mike already knows your doubts on your husbandâs fidelity. Itâs been building up for months now. Mike advised you to talk to him but you refused. Youâre scared about what he may tell you.
âYouâre finally following your doubts! Donât you think talking to him would be better?â
âIf Iâm wrong, Iâm gonna make a fool of myself,â you sighed, âAnd if Iâm rightâ I really donât know how Iâm gonna react, I canât be facing him at that moment,âÂ
âFine,â the sergeant isnât convinced itâs the right thing to do, but he knows better than to fight with you on that. âDo you want me to come with you?â he offered.
âThanks, but no,â you kissed his cheek and focused back on your job.Â
*****
Your doubts and your fears become reality. Elias is cheating on you, with some gorgeous brunette, a little bit older than you. She looks like a model compared to you. And you can feel your heart breaking when he leans to kiss her passionately. Itâs fucking real. You had doubts, but a part of you kept refusing to believe it. Elias was the man of your dreams, heâs your first love, your husband. You loved him with all your heart and heâs justâ a fucking asshole.Â
You drove all night long, without any destination. You showed up late at work - Mike had covered for you - and you went on with your life.
You lied to Mike, telling him that you were wrong and Elias was really away for work. To Elias? You didnât say anything. You didnât want to face it for now. You didnât want to hear some lame excuses, or blaming. You didnât want him to break your heart a little more. So everyday, for weeks, you went home, slept beside him, answered when he was talking to you, barely returned his kisses. There was no sex though. Lack of sex had been the starting point of your doubts. You did get tested however. You didnât know if heâs using protections with her, or if there are other women, or whatever, so you had to be sure you had no STD. Luckily you didnât.
*****
Rafael is tired of how cold youâre with him. He doesnât know if youâre the same way with the rest of the squad, but youâre with him and itâs pissing him off. If itâs because of his crush on you, he wished youâd say so, heâd lie by telling you heâs seeing someone and that whatever he felt for you, itâs gone. And the ârelationshipâ could go back to normal.Â
Liv texted him to say youâre coming to get the warrant. He stopped working after he read the text. How can he bring it up to you? How can he throw the subject? Why is he that nervous anyway? Why does he care? Youâre just a young detective he met a year prior. You donât matter to him. Youâre good at what you do, but in a few years, both of you will move on with your lives. And you wonât remember him. Ever. Why does he care?
âHi Barba,â you entered his office after he told you to come in. He hates when you call him âBarbaâ. You usually go with his first name. Why did it change?
âMorning detective,â he answered, coldly, not looking up from his notepad. âCarmen should be back in five minutes with the warrant,âÂ
âK. Can I get a coffee?âÂ
He finally puts his pen down and looks up to you. Youâre standing right across his desk, your hair is tied in a ponytail, you have those dark cargo pants that fit your curves so perfectly, and a blue NYPD sweater. âCan you wear that whenever you want?â he asked, pointing at your sweater.Â
âMy shirt is in the trash with the biggest coffee stain on it. I stole this from Mike,âÂ
Itâs indeed a little loose for you. Your hands are mostly hidden in the sleeves and he canât distinguish your breasts - not that he looks for itâŠ
You move to the coffee pot and pour yourself a cup. You look over your shoulder, âWant some?â he nods and extends his empty cup to you.Â
âI can wait outside if you want,â you said, after you drank the coffee faster than he ever did.Â
âTake the couch, Y/N,âÂ
Once you sat on his couch, Rafael sighed, stood up and sat next to you. âIs there a problem?â he asked.
You looked at him, confused. âAbout?âÂ
âMe?â he offered. âI donât know. Have I done something to upset you?â
You shyly smiled at that and Rafaelâs heart melted. âItâs nothing to do with you, Rafael. I promise,â you briefly squeezed his hand and let it go. He wanted to grab it and never let it go.
âThen what is it? Somethingâs wrong with you,âÂ
âIf someone told me youâd be the first to notice, I would have laughed,â you giggled.
âHmm⊠should I be offended by that?â he raised an eyebrow.Â
âYouâre the outsider, you know. But we love you for that,âÂ
âI donât know whoâs âweâ, but itâs certainly not the SVU squad,â he kept going before you answered, âWhatâs wrong, Y/N?âÂ
You took you a very long moment to say it. A moment during which Rafael forgot how to breath. He was expecting many things, but not this. After that, it all happened so fast. You cried and leaned to your side until your face hit his chest. Unsure at first, he finally wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hugged you. His nose got buried in your hair and he knew it was the scent he wanted to smell for the rest of his life. He felt your hand on his pectoral, turning into a fist on his shirt. âI hate him,â you cried. âBut Iâm scared,âÂ
âScared of?â he softly kissed your hair.
âBeing alone? Doing it all over again? Never meeting someone else?â you took a deep breath, âBut Iâm the most scared of why he did it,âÂ
âThere are no excuses, Y/N. I know what it feels like, I know youâre blaming yourself, thinking that itâs your fault, but itâs not,â he softly pulled you away to grab your face in his hands. He ran his thumbs on your cheeks to take the tears away and forced you to look at him. âHe doesnât deserve you, he doesnât deserve your tears,âÂ
You nodded at that and tried to regain control as you both heard Carmenâs heels.Â
âCan I take you out for drinks tonight?â he offered before you left.
âThank you, but I donât want to be around people,â
âOk, my place then?â
You nodded again, kissed his cheek and left with a shy âsee you tonightâ.Â
*****
After leaving the precinct, you quickly stopped at your shared apartment to change clothes. Elias was there, drinking a beer and making dinner, as if everything was okay. You barely greeted him and walked to the bathroom. You took a quick shower, changed into high-waisted ripped jeans, dark crop top and a flannel shirt. You redid your makeup, and let your long hair drop on your shoulders.Â
âWhere are you going?â Elias asked, as you were putting your doc martens on.Â
âOut,â you answered coldly.Â
âI can see that. Work?â
âNope,â you grabbed your keys.Â
âShould I wait for you?â
âNo, donât,â
And you were gone.
Rafael is stressed. He doesnât know what to expect from that night. Probably nothing, youâre broken-hearted, you just need a night to relax and either talk about it and completely forget. He will give you that. He will be a good listener, youâll have his shoulder to cry on if needed. He turned down the woman heâs seeing to spend the night with you. He didnât give explanations, just said he has to work. She just answered âK.â, maybe sheâs upset but he doesnât care much.Â
When he opens his door, he forgets how to breath. Youâre gorgeous in a very natural way. He lets you in his apartment, youâve been there once, when you were his protection detail after he received death threats. You stayed up all night long to make sure he was okay and he felt so cared for, it warmed his heart in an unfamiliar way.Â
âBeer?â he offered.
âNo, scotch. I need something strong tonight,âÂ
You sit on his couch, tug your legs under your butt, just making comfortable. He comes back with two glasses of scotch, and offers you one. âI didnât have time to cook but I ordered italian,âÂ
âThanks but you shouldnât have. Iâm not hungry,âÂ
âIf you donât eat, you donât drink. Your choice,â he smiled and you nodded.Â
Rafael is doing his best to stay friendly and not flirty, but after his fourth glass, he doesnât control himself as much. There are empty containers on the coffee table, the bottle of scotch is getting empty. Youâre laying against him, your body is so close to his, he can feel your body heat and smell your scent. âYour husband is such a dumbass,â he said and you turned to face him. âI meanâ that guy is married toâyou. And heâs cheating on you? How stupid does it make him?âÂ
âIâm not special,â you shrugged.Â
âIâm talking to Y/N Y/L/N, right? Cause that woman is special,âÂ
âHow so?âÂ
âThis. You donât even realize how amazing you are. You blush when you get a compliment, youâre a badass when youâre with a perp, but youâre always looking for approval when you have an idea. Youâre so smart and nice, and beautiful, and sweet, andââ
Rafael stopped when he heard you giggle. He laughed too, because your laugh always does that to him. âHow drunk are you, Rafael?âÂ
âEnough to tell you so, but no enough to lie about it,âÂ
âMaybe I should forgive him,â
âWait, what? No!â Rafael exclaimed and sat straight. âHe doesnât deserve your forgiveness! Why would you do that?â he didnât expect his voice to be this high pitched.Â
âBecauseâ I wonât find someone else to put up with me,â
You sounded so dramatic, it made Rafael laugh. âYouâre twenty seven, Y/N! You have so much time ahead,âÂ
âMaybe butâ Iâm not easy to live with, Rafa. Iâm annoying, I work all the time, I donât cook, Iâm not good in bed, Iââ
âWow,â he exclaimed again to make you stop talking. âIs this how he made you feel?âÂ
âNoâyes. Maybe, I donât knowâ sex is⊠simple with him,â you paused, âBut you probably donât want to hear about my sex life,â you took a sip of your drink.
âI do. I meanâ itâs not about being good in bed. Itâs about the connection, what two people are looking for,âÂ
âWhat are you looking for in sex?âÂ
âDepends. When itâs a one night stand, itâs mostly relief. Do I care about my partnerâs pleasure? Yeah, sure but not as much as if Iâm in love,âÂ
âI wonder what it feels like one night with Rafael Barba,â you had a grin on your face, teasing him. You were drunk, but so was he.Â
âI can show you,â
Rafael didnât expect you to react with a kiss, but you did. You awkwardly press your lips against his and Rafael froze for a second. But he deepened the kiss, cupping your face in his hand. He felt your tongue asking for access and he happily obliged. He laid down on the couch and you sat on his lap, never breaking the kiss. You feel like heaven. His hand settled on your bare skin between your jeans and your top before sliding under the crop top. Your hands did the same on his torso, sending shivers in his entire body.Â
He noticed when you arrived but now he has the confirmation; you arenât wearing any bra and you have your nipples pierced. He groaned loudly when he felt your breasts in his palms, which made you smile against his mouth. âDoes it hurt?â he asked when he started to play with your nipples.Â
âGod no, I love it,â you sighed in pleasure. âEver been with someone who has their nipples pierced?âÂ
âNo,â he growled, âCan I?â he asked before sucking on your nipple. You nodded and he almost assaulted your breasts. Nipples pierced is fucking amazing. Especially yours.Â
âI want to feel your skin,â you shyly requested and Rafael obliged. He let you take his tee-shirt off, tossing it on the floor. Your hands touched his body like he was a greek god. You kissed, sucked and bit his neck from a moment while he was softly thrusting his erection against your clothes center.Â
Rafael doesnât control himself or his pleasure when heâs drunk. Heâs scared that he may come so fast you wonât enjoy this moment with him. He held you against him and took you to the bedroom. You both undressed each other before laying down on the bed. Rafael drunk you in. You, completely naked on his bed. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. He briefly kissed you before making his own down to your core. He gently bite your inner thigh before burying his tongue into you. You let out such a beautiful sound, it almost made him come on the spot. âYouâre fucking delicious,â he growled.Â
âYouâoh, you donât have to do this, Rafael,â you said. But he was pleasuring you so good.
âWhy wouldnât I? This pussy is calling for my mouth,â his hot breath against your clit made you shiver, âYouâre so wet, baby,â he returned to his oral ministrations.Â
Rafael ate you like a starved man. He gave everything he had to make you come on his face. He felt you tensed against him, your thigh held him in place. You cried his name, your nails on his scalp. He swallowed everything you had to give him.Â
âWowâ fucking wow,â you chuckled as you tried to catch your breath.Â
âI know, I get that a lot,â he chuckled too, kissing you softly.Â
âShut up, and fuck me now,âÂ
âHmm⊠someoneâs desperate for my cock?â
âIâve never been this turned on, Rafael. What did you do to me?âÂ
âEver had an orgasm from someoneâs mouth?â
âNahâ and I donât want to talk about it. Just get inside me, please,âÂ
He kissed you passionately again, and got on top of you. You felt his hard cock against your stomach, before he lined himself with you. âDo you want it?â he wanted you to beg. âHow much do you want my cock, hermosa?âÂ
âSo much!â you tried to make his cock slide into you but Rafael held you still, âPlease, Rafael. I want youâ I want you inside me,âÂ
He didnât need more. He slid into you in one slow motion. You both gasped at the feeling. His size hurt a little at first but youâre used to keep a straight face during sex. But somehow, Rafael felt it. âAre you okay?â He asked, not moving.Â
âJust getting used to your size,â you giggled.Â
âLo siento, I got carried away. Let meââÂ
He tried to pull out off you but your hands held onto his ass, âdonât you dare go away, Barba,â he giggled and stayed deep inside you.Â
âIâm not going anywhere,â he whispered before kissing you.Â
When you gave him permission to move, he started slow. He needed to control his pleasure. It was deep and slow, and every sound you made was music to his ear. He intertwined his fingers with yours and pinned your hand above your head, kissing you roughly. âDo you want to switch positions?â You asked, out of nowhere.Â
âFuck no. I wanna see your face while I make you come,âÂ
For a moment, he was self conscious of what was going on. Whatever sex was with your husband, it was mostly to pleasure that bastard. He probably didnât care much about you during sex, about what pleased you, about your kinks if you have some. This might be his only night with you, and he wants you to know what real sex and pleasure are.Â
When he felt you were close to your orgasm, he quickly pulled out and buried two fingers into your pussy. You didnât have time to react about the sudden changes, you cum - for the second time - hard on his fingers.Â
âWhy the hell did you pull out?â You asked, confused, as you tried to catch your breath.Â
âIâm not done with you yet,â he said with a malicious smile. He kissed you again, taking his time - to be fair, heâs mostly trying to calm himself down - to plant kisses all over you, worshipping your perfect body.Â
âRafael, what theââ you gasped. His face was between your legs again. His tongue found its way easily to your most sensitive spot. You were worn down, but so sensitive a third orgasm wasnât far away. But you pulled his hair to make him stop. You saw something in his eyes. âSomeone likes to get his hair pulled,â you giggled.Â
âI didnât know actually, but yeah,â he licked his lips, âHowever, if you pull my face away from your pussy again, Iâll have to punish you,âÂ
His words, the way he talks to you sends something into you. Something you ever felt before. Maybe youâre into punishment. And dirty talk. Maybe you arenât bad in bed, you just werenât with the right person.Â
Rafael was about to go back at it again, but your voice stopped him. âI want to go down on you,âÂ
âYou will, babygirl. For now, itâs about you,âÂ
He did pull a third orgasm out of you. Heâs so fucking talented with his tongue and fingers. He knows what to do, when to do it. âYouâll be the death of me,â you said, trying again to catch your breath, tiredly playing with his chest hair.Â
âSounds good,â he buried his face in your neck and marked you. He didnât care about tomorrow, about what your husband might say when he sees it. Tonight, youâre his and no one elseâs. âDo you really want to suck my cock or do you feel like you have to?â He asked, his eyes locked into yours.Â
âI want to,â you eagerly answered, regaining some strength suddenly.Â
You sat up while Rafael laid down on his back. You took his cock in your hand, his hips jerking at the feeling. He probably wonât last long. But he can still recover and do it all over again. âYou okay?â He asked, as you were taking a long moment just looking and stroking his length.Â
âYeah,â you shyly smiled, âJust promise me something, please?âÂ
He would promise you the fucking universe. âTell me?âÂ
âIfâif Iâm not good, just make me stop, okay? Donât blame me after,âÂ
Rafael saw tears in your eyes. He immediately grabbed you and pulled you next to him. His erection can wait. He softly kissed your cheeks and lips. âIâm notâŠhim,â he said, âLike I said earlier, itâs about the connection between two persons. I feel connected to you, do you feel the same?âÂ
You nodded, trying to stop your tears. âThatâs all that matters. You could break my penis, sending me to the ER, Iâd thank you for it,âÂ
He felt proud when you laughed, he kissed you. He could never get enough of your lips. âI trust you, Y/N. Only thing I donât want is you going down on me just because you feel like you have to,âÂ
âI want to suck you off, Rafael,â you purred in his ear after a moment.Â
His cock softened during that talk, but it reacted to that. You kissed his body, trailing your way down to his penis. You licked the tip, tasting some pre-cum. You looked at him to catch his reactions, but you saw nothing but desire and pleasure. When he was painfully hard, you took him in your mouth. Rafael almost came right here and there, it took everything he had not to. You slowly suck his cock, until you quicken the rhythm. âYouâre soâgood, baby. You know how to use that mouth,â he praised you. When he saw you smiling against his length, he made a mental note about you loving to be praised.Â
You cupped his balls in your hand, and took him all the way down your throat, âIâm gonnaâamor, fuck! Iâm gonna cum,â he expected you to pull away but instead, you kept the pace until Rafael came hard in your month, chanting your name. He didnât know he could be this loud. You made a show of swallowing every drop of him. âMierda,â he muttered, drying his sweating forehead with the back of his hand.Â
âCan men fake orgasm? Cause you were fucking loud,â you giggled before kissing him.Â
âShut up, that wasâamazing,â he looked deep inside your eyes. âYou are amazing, Y/N,âÂ
He didnât have time to fuck you again, you both quickly fell asleep after.Â
Much to Rafaelâs surprise, he woke up to the warmth of your mouth around his cock. He had a wide smile when he saw your eyes full of desire, while your mouth was perfectly sucking on his cock. He lazily grabbed your hair, giving a few thrusts. But he didnât know how youâd feel about facefuck so he let you lead. It didnât take long until he came down your throat again, still as loud as a few hours prior. âYou will be the death of me,âÂ
He invited you in the shower so he could finally fuck you properly. When you came on his cock, your walls clenching around his length, it was the most beautiful feeling in the world.Â
This couldnât be a one night stand. Thereâs a connection, either of you can deny. He will spend weeks, months, even years to show you heâs worth an Elias or any other man.Â
