Mirror above your bed 🎞️
warnings: descriptive smut, mirror sex, gentle sex at first, missionary, oral (f!reader receiving) , fingering, pussy slapping, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, edging and orgasm control, reader loves Rafe’s back muscles, bit of dacryphilia, back scratching, dom!rafe, slight of praise/degradation, overstimulation
You swore that your boyfriend’s back was the hottest one you’ve ever seen in your whole life.
You’d had a lot of occasions where all you could do was admire how perfect his muscles carved into his skin and how the light conformed his whole figure, making him look intimidating in a much manly way.
But all of these type of occasions have never made you familiar enough to not thirst over him everytime you had the chance.
The light of his room was dim and soft, comforting enough for your eyes to relax. Your phone in your hands, brightness set low as you waited for Rafe to come out of the shower.
The hot steam escaped the doorframe of the bathroom as he stood in front of the fogged up mirror. Your eyes fell on his back before even meeting his gaze on his reflection on the mirror.
His lips dragged up in a lazy smile, tired from the day as he rubbed a towel against his hair to dry the wetness that still lingered on some chunks, creating a composition of disorganized strands that made your chest swollen in adoration.
Your expression silently begging him to hurry up and join you in the bed as you looked into his eyes, when all you needed was to be wrapped around his big and strong arms.
He finally walked out of the bathroom, turning off the light and walking towards you, already smiling at him from the edge of his bed, where you have sat the whole time waiting.
His thumb grazed your chin, catching your lips in a quiet, reserved and gentle kiss. When you opened your eyes, you noticed the way the soft cotton towel, still warm from the shower, hung dangerously low around his waist, making your mind wonder.
His skin was noticeably warm on yours, from the boiling temperature he suffocated his body with in the shower, simply to wash off his body the day’s tension.
His hand slowly dragging his fingers along your hair, his lips catching yours as his body hovered over yours on the bed.
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Your legs tied in a knot around his hips after he removed slowly the lace separating you from him, fingers tips drawing paths from your hip to your calf as it dropped gently aside on the sheets. Your back arched slightly as he lined up with your entrance, the cotton fabric around him drops forgotten on the bed with a soft,ignored thud.
He pushed in softly after testing your wetness with his thumb, biting at his lower lip in anticipation. His movements extremely careful with you, now that he had you all to himself.
His fingers trailing your forearm, dragging a path up to your palm, intertwining his fingers in your hand as he gave more purpose to his thrusts.
A soft whimper left your lips undetected as you shifted under his embrace, squirming gently over the familiar stretch. His nose nuzzled in your hair, strands scattered and lost on his pillow that stood as an occasional hiding spot for his cold fingers.
His lips were eager to reach in contact with your skin, whether it was your collarbone or the sensitive spot under the edge of your jaw.
Your chin lifted silently in pleasure with another decisive thrust, gifting him more access to your neck, that was soon taken care of by his soft lips. Your eyes lifted to the ceiling, vision graced with the way the sheets rested on his lower back, showing purposefully all the muscle that was stored in there.
From your prospective, you could see how Rafe’s body completely covered yours, how his arm flexed against yours at each thrust and how your legs were now spread and stretched under him, toes pointing up.
Your free hand reached at his shoulder for support, sneaking right under his strong arm, while your whines slowly turned into demanding complete moans. “F-fas-ter” you managed to spit out through gritted teeth, words split by the thrusts and shamelessly unfiltered.
Your hand lost all of its the strength almost, dropping an inch into the depth of his back, gripping onto skin tightly with your nails. Your eyes squinted slightly, the muscles of your thighs flexing while you arched into him.
Your eyes still fixated on the reflection on top of both of you, struggling to continue watching as tears rolled down the curves of your cheeks.
“Mhm, just like that baby. Keep your eyes on the mirror and watch me while I fuck you senseless” his voice harsh and low, leaving soft kisses on the redness of your cheek to soothe the fallen tears.
Your nails scratched the skin of his back as your pussy clenched tightly around him one last time, infecting your whole body with waves of pleasure that made your legs tremble desperately, while a conclusive moan tore through your throat.
Your head lifted off the pillow, your orgasm consuming you whole as you squinted your eyes shut, jaw dropping slack.
His fingers digging into the fat of your hip, grounding himself as his pace quickened, a growing sensation to chase his own high relapsed on you as he dipped his head into the crook of your neck, hiding from his own need in the rush of the istant.
His breath incredibly unsteady, panting and lost in sensation, for him at all difficult to control at this point. With a roll of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt and let himself finish inside of you with a dragged out, felt groan.
His shoulders bracing him up to straighten his position, pulling away from your neck as his gaze drops down at you, looking at you like you’re his prey and all you can offer him, is pleasure.
His knees shift far from you as his head meets the same level as the space between your thighs. You watch him go down on you with a pleading face, still feeling yourself coming down from your orgasm.
His lips tap your skin in soft kisses, doing his best to keep his teasing act the nearest to where you actually needed him the most.
Your arms stretched out to reach his hair, eyes fixated on his every movement while your legs spread even wider in anticipation, watching him get closer to your core with hooded eyes.
His lip curled in amusement, almost like an idea just surprised him. His eyes met yours from his distance, seeing the concern in your face as you acknowledged his grin. “What?”
His lips just twitched as if for a second they turned into a full grin, ignoring completely and momentarily your concern. His face dipped between your thighs, leaving a promising kiss on your folds. The over sensitivity from the last climax stole a whimper from your lips, urging him to do more.
His eyes fell shut, settling and letting his mouth go full contact with your folds. The tip of his tongue pushing into your twitching hole, sliding back up to your clit in a slow statement.
Your teeth dug into your lower lip, feeling a shiver running up your spine as his fingers squeezed the plush flesh of your thighs.
His tongue circling and vibrating against your clit, making your hips tremble against his face, twisting up against him involuntarily.
A slow moan was all you could produce, your fingers tips flexing against his scalp, pointing up. Toes curling in stimulation while your upper lip curled.
“Im- “ your eyes rolled back snd squinted shut smoothly as your eyebrows frowned, voice raw and squeaking. “Im gonna- hm, fuck Rafe.. Im gonna- ..cum”
Breath coming out labored, chest heaving as you tried not to lose it. A short gasp left your lips as Rafe roughly pulled back. Your pussy clenched around nothing in discontentment while your body froze in place.
“What the-“ you managed to whine, holding yourself up in your elbows as you tried to understand what game he was playing on you.
He chuckled, speaking calmly like he’s got everything he needs under control. “all you need to do is to watch us through the mirror. That’s all it takes, and I’ll let you come”
Your eyebrows squinted together in fatigue, and before you could figure out how to fight back, his mouth was on your pussy again.
His denying act put you in a position where every touch of his caused a big reaction, since he decided to stop right when you were close.
When his tongue flattened against your pulsing core, your hips thrusted forward in an abrupt movement, that made your eyes roll as soon as you received the fraction you pleaded for.
His eyes detected immediately how your eyes weren’t up, on the ceiling like he asked you to.
His lips sucked on your clit before he pulled away again, sending a sharp slap along your swollen pussy.
“What did I tell you, huh?” He scolded, watching you rasp and shake in need.
“Im sorry, Rafe please.. Im so sorry, let me cum please..” you sobbed messily, digging your fist against the sheets.
“Eyes up.” He spit dangerously, laying slowly his palm on your trembling thigh. You swallowed your cries, tilting your chin up.
Your teeth dug into your lower lip while your gaze slipped from your naked form to Rafe, so nicely wrapped around your legs while his mouth stimulated you enough for your eyes to water.
Rafe pushed your legs back from the back of your knees, holding only one up while his other hand pushed the tips of his fingers into your entrance, messy of saliva and juices.
You moaned at the sudden feeling, mind foggy with all the pleasure. His fingers slipped all the way in easily, curling just slightly against your most sensitive spot. Your toes curled in pleasure as a moan slipped from your throat.
Your pussy clenched around him while his tongue pressed circles against your clit, your eyes still on the mirror as you rambled pleads, desperate for release.
“Im so close, yeah..- “ you whimpered without bothering a thought, way too unfocused and lost in the feeling to watch your words. His fingers curled once again, retreating and hitting that spot over and over again.
“Such a good, good girl..” he cooed, glued to the space between your thighs, as he felt your body shudder whole. His eyes jumping to your face, seeing how good you were obeying. You were just so fucking desperate for relief that his dick twitched at the sight.
A chocked, loud and desperate moan left your lips, your legs stilling as the orgasm finally tore through you.
He bit his lip at the sight, looking up at your face as he delivered a sharp slap across your swollen clit, making your hip squirm at the sting with a gasp.
