#bae boy

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Tió Rafa 🥹

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Can y'all see why I love Rafael Casal? His pithy remarks are so life-affirming and spot-on.

If this is any of y'all*, he told ya, let. that. man. GOOO

*no need to tell

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Rafa’s asleep. Look how sweet his face is. Sh, let him dream.

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Source: IG @daveeddiggs

Pink drip drip.

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do you think rafael is single?

I do not, my good human. But I dream of him anyway 😌

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This is the only thing that I will be thinking about. what zee frick, Daveed.

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birthday surprises

In which reader plans a surprise birthday party for Rafael

A/N: for the anon who requested a Rafa birthday fic. I know that it's a little late, but it's still August. Love y'all! hope that you enjoy it!

"You ready to go?" Rafa asked, softly rubbing your back.

"Yeah, just fixing my lipstick." You capped the tube and dropped it in your purse. Stopping when you glimpsed his outfit.

"Rafa, what are you wearing?"

"What do u mean, this old thing?" He gestured and smoothed out his sequin encrusted blazer.

"You look like you're going to a nineties disco party!"

"Maybe I am. You still haven't said where we're going!" He challenged.

"And I can't, you'll just have to trust me." You give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Happy Birthday, Rafa. Let's go." Getting to the ground floor of the hotel where you were spending a romantic weekend. Rafa turned to the car park, but he looked back just in time to see you go the opposite direction.

"What? We're eating--"

"Surprise!" All of Rafa's friends and family cheered. The restaurant lights flickered on and they all had drinks in their hands. Daveed placed a drink in his hand after giving him a hug.

You looked to Rafael who smiled and pulled you in.

"For me? Oh, you gon' make a tender thug cry."

"Yes," you pumped a fist,"We don't see that enough!"

He glared at you, and everyone laughed.

While making the rounds and seeing friends, Rafa kept you close. He was having a great time, and he loved that you had pulled him away from his daily grind.

You kept Rafa busy on the dance floor whining and slow dancing. He helped you maneuver your hips to grind on him seductively. And it was fine because the whole room caught the same vibe. Rafa kept a tight grip on your waist so that he could feel all of your movements. You could feel all of his, too. You had planned this party so you would take all the rewards you could get.

"So, not a nineties disco, but pretty damn sexy, huh?" Rafa bends over and murmurs in your ear. His erection made you gasp.

Trying to swallow enough saliva, you gulp still working to the music.

"Yeah, great."

"What do you say we continue this dance elsewhere? Let me thank you for this party?"

You nod, gulping again and staring into his shockingly stark grey eyes. He took your hand pulling you back through the crowd where he found the quiet and upscale restroom with a plush black couch and you sat beside him, legs over his lap. The ensconced light providing a dim glow over the birthday babe in all black.

"Excuse me, baby. Is that where you belong?" He glared at you until you shifted onto his lap smiling deviously and resumed rocking your hips to match the bass line pumping through the walls of the restaurant.

"That's my girl," Rafa murmured fingering the hem of your skirt.

Rafa leaned back and focused on your body, impressed by your moves with eyes hooded.  Blush covered his cheeks, but he brazenly shrugged off his blazer and peeled off his shirt, tossing it to the side. Then his arms encircled your waist and guided your movements. You let him take control.

He bit his lip as he started to fill out in his pants. Hungrily he launched forward to capture your lips placing a hand gently on the back of your neck until you were fully making out. This stifled his moans as you reached into his pants and stroked his cock. It was hard pulling away from his soft pink pout, but you dropped to your knees, gingerly pulled it out, and began kissing the sensitive head. As you licked up the salty beads of precum that gathered there, Rafa tapped your cheek.

"Here, use this, don't fuck up your makeup, honey," Rafa pulled out a small packet of your favorite flavor of lube from his pants pocket.

"Mr. Casal. Suppose I don't care."

You ripped the packet open making it smear all over your hand. Rafa smirked as you just rubbed it all over him. Soon he was all slicked up and panting. Your own labored breaths drowned out the party outside. Rafa’s body sunk into the couch whilst you worked him over with your hand, ass set back on his knees straddling his lap.

Rafa leaned in for breathless opened-mouthed kisses. You held the heavy throbbing member in your hand, sighing as you fondled his balls. His chest took on a feverish color, so you knew he was close. Then his hips jerked up throwing off your rhythm.

"Awh, awh, unh," he grunted noisily

"Fuck," you cursed under your breath, and tugged your lower lip between your teeth, and desperately wished that he were in your mouth.

He could tell you were aching for it, so he rubbed his thumb over your lips. You did the same to his sensitive, swollen pink head and lightly squeezed it, watching him shift in his seat. Massaging it between your fingers made his breath catch in his throat. You rubbed his length quicker with your non-dominant hand making a slippery mess and leaned in to kiss his belly, a red lipstick print in its place. Suddenly, Rafa keened and tugged your lace panties aside and curled his long capable fingers inside your warmth

He leaned in and said "just a little something for you."

You gasped and adjusted better, bringing your skirt up around your middle. Placing your hands on his chest, you set the rhythm feeling his warm member throb and brought him close again.

Rafa whined softly until he came, creamy thick spurts painted his stomach and your hands. 

You had your lips trapped between your teeth and he had a soft glow about him. You stared at him for a moment, committing the image to memory.

Rafa's didn't take long to hit that spot you craved and with some soft words of encouragement, you were seeing stars. If you were crying, your eye makeup could handle it

"You good, baby?" you cooed breathlessly. Rafael's chest heaved as you reached for paper towels to clean up. This time his eyes glowed an alluring dark green.

"I'll always trust you to plan my birthdays if they're that good," he grunts and exhales pressing his lips to the valley of your breasts, his beard scratching deliciously.

“Anytime, Rafa,” you lean into his touch once again.

There's a few moments of silence and fixing clothes before you hear a voice from behind the door.

"Hey, Y/N, Rafa, hope you haven't had too much icing! We bought a cake, bruhs!" Daveed yelled over the loud music stereo.

You groan and throw your hands in the air, whilst muttering, "Who invited him?"

"Literally you, babe. Don't be embarassed. that was an awesome surprise” he reassured you, putting his arm around your waist. Reaching for the door he quipped, “He reminded me, I have a treat for you upstairs.”

You gasped squeezing his waist tighter as he led you back out to the party. Suddenly you were very anxious to get away from all of your friends. Sure, the guests had noticed you left, but a walk of shame didn't matter when you were proud of what you had done.

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right where we are

Rafael Casal x reader

Drabble

Short and sweet. Created during a midnight when I was in my feelings.

Softly yawning you make your way barefoot to the living room in your cozy apartment. Rafa sat on the couch with a hot steaming mug of tea and a dreamy look in his eyes. You smiled knowing his mind was already racing for the day.  Walking over, you wrap your arms around his neck and he hummed taking another sip.

"Someone's up early!" Rafael smiled looking up at you.

"The bed was cold," you grouched. "Come back."

"Sorry baby, already caffienated." he raises the cup.

"Well, since we're already up, I've got news." you say softly.

"Yeah? Come sit first."

You hop over the arm of the couch, "I'm late."

Rafa's face goes blank, the caffeine's purpose having not caught up with him yet. Then he lights up just as quickly, "We've got a bun?"

You giggle, "Still a tiny crumb, but yes."

"Oh, Y/N," he cups your face in his hands, "aren't I supposed to be the one with the dad jokes, since I'm the dad?

You leaned into Rafael, knocking his forehead slightly. "Maybe next time, but you'll have to be faster."

His free hand grabs for a piece of paper and a stray pen on the coffee table. "I've gotta start writing them down."

"You've got time," you smile, running a hand down his back, "kiss me?" He does. Then sets the mug down and pulls you close to him again.

You both lay on the couch softly sighing and enjoying each other's company. The day and the following months could wait. You were relieved to have him right then, ready for this new chapter.