Planet of Love Day 5: Eros/Cupid | 2026
Planet of Love Masterlist
Painted Blind | Rafayel x MC | MDNI
We decide to try out one of the many items Raf buys during sleepless nights. That includes edible paint and several other costume pieces. This fic includes blindfolding, handcuffs, edible paint, hemipenes, a bj, female domination, and slight name calling
Dividers by me: @/madamesocs
I knew Raf said that he might have gotten bored while I was away on a mission, but I had no idea that meant he bought a house’s worth of new stuff! I thought it was a lot when I walked in and found several empty boxes of various sizes in the hallway. However, the closer I got to his painting room, the bigger the boxes got.
“Raf! Where are you? I can’t keep you safe if you’ve already been eaten by random merchandise!” I called out, climbing over a short stack of ‘canvases’.
“Maybe that would serve you right! Abandoning me in my time of need. Hmph!” He folded his arms while sitting on the floor.
He was in the corner. I tilted my head and played his last voice message.
“I’m fineeee. Just come back from your mission alive, and I’ll forgive you for letting Thomas actually make me attend this thing.” His annoyed tone was clear.
“You’re right, but rude.” Rafayel said.
I scoffed, “How am I rude? Just say how you feel next time instead of…this.” I motioned to the room. “It’s gonna take us the rest of the year to get through these things. And why haven’t you moved to give me a kiss since I’ve come back?”
I could be just as pouty as Raf. Especially since I missed him just as much. However, he looked at the box behind him and then at me.
“Don’t…laugh, but. Perhaps I need your help.”
“Humph! You were so mean to me just a minute ago that I’m not sure I wanna save your leg from being amputated. It’s not like you need it to paint, and you have another leg.” I made my fingers a frame around his crushed calf. “Maybe it can inspire a medical themed showcase, Mr. Rafayel.”
He whined, “Fine, Miss Wonderful Bodyguard of a possibly broken fishy, can you save me? Pleeeease?” and clasped his hands together.
I giggled, “Sure.” and I pushed the box off. “Jeez, what did you buy? Is there anything left in your bank account?”
“I mean, my card didn’t decline while I was buying, so I should be fine.” He said and reached towards me.
With a pull, I helped him onto his feet and onto his low couch. He then pulled me into his lap and kissed me.
“I missed you. Don’t go away for so long again if you can’t take me with you.” Rafayel nuzzled my cheek and neck, leaving kisses and holding me so tightly.
“This would be so much better if there weren’t towers of cardboard boxes looming above us.” I said, “But I missed you too. I texted you as much as I could.”
We both got quiet and looked at the boxes.
Raf then said, “The sooner we deal with this mess, the sooner I can welcome you home properly. Right?”
“Right.” I replied.
“Ok. Most of it is junk, but if there’s anything you wanna keep, go ahead.” He looked for an interesting one to open.
“No need.” Thomas said. “I’ve been keeping track since you left, Miss Bodyguard. Give me two days and your help, and we’ll have this cleared out in no time.”
There was a knock on the door, “Delivery for Mr. Rafayel!”
He sighed, “Three days.”
It took three and a half days, but everything except a handful of mystery items were left. Some were blindboxes from Twinkle Toys US, UK, and Vietnam. Others were dresses that he wanted me to wear. Along with matching shoes. Those had been sent to my house. However…there were these two boxes that Thomas kept sighing at but never touched.
“What do you think are in there? The labels are scratched out.”
“Yeah,” Rafayel said. “Thomas didn’t want the movers to see where I got some stuff from in case they ratted me out to tabloids. As for what’s in there, you can open the big one. My hands hurt from lifting.”
I used a cat paw box cutter to open it up and realized why Thomas was so weird towards it when I pulled out handcuffs.
I looked at Raf, “Were you just bored while I was gone?”
“Bored. Horny. I missed you for several reasons, Cutie. I must’ve influenced my buying habits.” His ears got pink. “What else is in there?”
Toys, restraints, and low temperature melting candles in nearly every color filled the container. At the bottom was something golden. Looking at the picture on the cover, it was a Stupid Cupid costume. It was a panelled ‘skirt’ with hearts and a chest harness for broad shoulders. It also had a red heart in the middle.
Was that a bow and arrow? And Gold tipped wings? FREE GIFT was on the packages.
“Did you wanna be a flying fish?” I asked.
“I kind of wanted to do something special for Valentine’s Day. So this one was on purpose. I bought the outfit before you left, but I guess they put it all together.” He said. “What’s in the smaller one?”
Rafayel opened the box and it revealed…paint?
“I guess that’s not too strange.” He lifted up a dark brown pot labelled with STRAWBERRY. “Oh, well, I mean. Perhaps it is more erotic in nature. It’s edible.” He screwed off the top and let me stick a finger in.
It did taste like strawberries. Chocolate, vanilla, and cherry flavors were also available. Eight colors, four flavors, so you can do the math.
“You even got a new tarp just for this.” I said as I pulled it out. “Oh, it’s absorbent.”
“I think we should do a test run before Valentine’s. What do you think?” Rafayel already began unbuttoning his shirt.
I bit my lip, “We’re still sweaty from all the moving we just did.”
“So what? We’re gonna sweat more. I tend to like saltier foods anyway.” His blouse dropped to the floor.
Rafayel leaned over me on the couch and began to kiss me. He held me close like he wanted me to be a part of his skin and smooched deeply. I felt the stress of travel and the past few days melt away. His hips hitched into mine. Raf began to dry hump my jeans as his hands went under my sweater.
“You should get undressed too. I wouldn’t want chocolate to get on your clothes.” He said as he helped me take it off, swiftly using his hand to take off my bra as well.
“Alright, princess.” I said, “Calm down just a little bit. Don’t want you getting too excited too soon. We still have the entire night.”
He whined as I did a bit of a strip tease to take off my bottoms and underwear, discarding them in the now empty room. Then I looked him up and down. Raf realized and nearly tripped over himself trying to get rid of his own slacks. We tested the chocolate paints on our skin to make sure we weren’t allergic. Waiting those 20 minutes were so annoying!
When the alarm went off, we wiped off the samples. No bumps or itchiness. No redness or irritation. We were good to go! The tarp was set up and taped to the floor. I grabbed the blindfold before Rafayel could and pinned him down.
“You’re the muse this time.” I said.
He was blushing so hard that he couldn’t speak but nodded vigorously. Then he closed his eyes and let me put the satin blindfold on. I grabbed the pink first and doodled some hearts on his chest. He shuddered and flinched when I got near his nipples. I was on his lap, and his hands were on my hips to help ground him a bit.
“You’re so sensitive.” I crooned, making sure to go extra slow around his nipples, thickening the lines.
Raf whined, “You’re so mean.” and bucked upwards.
“I could be meaner.” I said, getting off his lap and putting his hands above his head.
I used the oil slick handcuffs to put his wrists together.
“What are you--Y/N!” He cried out as the tip of my brush drew clouds above his crotch, right on his most sensitive spot.
Duel penes were located side by side, but I wasn’t touching those yet. I wanted him to wait for it. Beg for me to give him relief. For now, I leaned near them, adding v shaped birds among the lewd sky. My breath ghosted on the shafts. They twitched and bobbed.
“Y/N, Cutie, please! Ah! This is torture!” Rafayel’s breath was heavy and his voice strained. “Can you at least sit on them again? I need some friction. Some sort of contact.”
“And ruin my beautiful painting? I couldn’t dare.” I giggled, making a long line go from his crotch, down each leg. Super long rain drops. “As soon as you cum, my turn is over, so the timing is all up to you, Mr. Sea God.”
His head rolled to the side and he smiled, “Oddly enough, I want it to last. I don’t mind the torture because it’s you.”
I put the non-brush side slightly into his tip. He gasped.
“But maybe I spoke too soon.” He was panting. “Keep going.”
So I did. We hadn’t ventured into sounding just yet, but it would be something we would try out in a more…sterile environment. For now, I moved his cocks out of the way and began to draw smiley faces on his balls before going around and around each shaft. It now looked like one of those rainbow lollipops.
Rafayel laughed, “You’re trying so hard to get me to climax, but we have all night.” he mocked my words from earlier. “I have the self control of a god and the patience of a saint. There’s nothing you can do to break me.”
Meanwhile, I couldn’t help but have a taste. I rolled my eyes and followed the trail I had just painted from base to tip. His breath hitched in his throat.
“Not fairrrrr” He whined.
Cherry, chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla flavors filled my mouth. I was having a great time playing with him. Maybe I needed to make him bored and horny on purpose. His natural scent morphed with the paint and rested on my tongue as I sucked him off. When all he could do was squirm and moan, I switched to the new one and fondled his balls, ruining the faces I made.
His abdomen tensed. He couldn’t hold on much longer. I pressed on his hips, and he released his white paint down my throat. The other one coated his stomach in his own climax.
“Ahhhh, Y/N! Oh, oh!” Rafayel spread his legs even wider.
I listened as his breath calmed down a bit and undid the blindfold, “How was that? You wanna see my masterpiece.”
He brought his arms down to trap me in his embrace, “Maybe next time, cutie. It’s my turn now.”
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