Well. It's been exactly one year since I started this comic. Which is pretty impressive for my tiny attention span. This is the biggest of my stories and I'm so damn proud (and surprised) that I was able to finish it haha
Quick q&a because I know a lot of you would ask something like this:
Why didn't I add "x" to the comic? - Because I didn't want to.
Why did I add "x" to the comic? - Because I wanted to.
This story was improv from start to finish and that means I added and took away many things. I don't regret any of them haha
Thank you all for being with me. This fandom is wonderful and I'm happy to be a part of it :)
Okay okay! I'll request some... Raphael x fem reader. Kiss kink
She's in a normal size of a human but still loves Raphael, she makes sure to worship him and his body with so many kisses covered in lipsticks. Normal, down to earth and sweet reader. Only for Raphael to love.
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Dazed
f!Raph x fem!reader
Warnings: kiss kink (is that really a thing?), body worship, suggestive, short and sweet
A/N: Raphie time. I haven't really gotten to get on my PC, so I haven't touched my god au stuff, but I promise it's coming. Merry Christmas, everyone.
Raphael wasn't sure how or why he ended up on his back underneath you. But he also couldn't really think. Not with your lips on his scaly skin.
He churrs weakly, feeling overwhelmed from all the kiss, lipstick stains smudged on his scales. He blinks in a daze, his tail thumping against the bed. Your lips trail down his neck, leaving more lipstick stains over the ones that you had already left.
"Baby..." He whines weakly, your lips trailing over his plastron. His shorts feel wet as his mind drifts to thoughts of where your lips might go next. His slit aches, threatening to drop as you tug on the waistband of his shorts.
You don't reply, tugging his shorts down to start kissing his hips. Raph spreads his legs, chirping quietly, his hips rising off the mattress. He whimpers, tail curling around your body, your lips finding his strong thighs.
He looks down, his breath hitching. He feels himself starting to drop, but he manages to stop before his cock can completely slip out. He fists the sheets, Raph's chest heaving as he holds himself back.
He is completely out of it, pliant and aching, just for you.
