midnight melodies
A/N: For the lovely @parksxo who requested a college age Rafa, so imagine with a shaved head and hella talent. (It’s here, it’s here!) I have been crafting the perfect fic for you. Reminiscing the days when his hair was short because now we have it long, and we love it! Enjoy the throwback to young Rafa
T/W: college, oral, dirty talk, some drug use
Word Count: 1.3k
It was the beginning of the semester and all you trulyand read the important chapter from history 101, but really loud music had been pounding into your eardrums from across the hall. It was catchy, sure but it would be great to get some homework done. Throwing the book across your bed, you stood up. The party wouldn’t quit so you decided to see about it. Putting on your earrings and fixing your lipstick you marched down the hall. It was hard not to put a little bounce into your step, the music was good. Masking an annoyed face due to a loss of productivity, you rapped quickly on the door. After not hearing anyone for a few minutes, you slammed your palm on the wood door. The door was already being opened and you nearly slapped a tall green eyed babe in the face. A wave of embarrassment hit you hard. Now that your original plan had backfired, you stared, momentarily lost in his eyes. They really were something…
The green eyed babe frowned, “did you want to come in”?
“No, I want you to turn down the music so I can finish reading for Monday’s lecture.”
“Are you kidding, it’s Friday night! Professor Marron won’t mind if you read it on Saturday I promise.”
“Wait, how do you know which class I’m in?”
“Wait you’ve never noticed me before?”, he mocked, “I’m the guy who sits front and center. Rafael Santiago Casal.” He smirked and held out his hand for you to shake.
Wide eyed you gape. He kept smiling and asked, “Are you gonna come in? You look dressed for a party. And the whole floor is here. You don’t want to be alone do you?”
You shrug, “Sure. It can’t hurt. Sick beats, though. Whose songs are these?”
He tilted his head and smirked, “Mine.”
“Oh wow”, you ducked your head, refusing to give him the pleasure of a compliment, “Kinda feel bad for wanting you to turn it off.”
“Do you now? Maybe a dance will shake off my wounded ego?”
You push past him into the room, tugging him back inside. You immediately started to move your hips to the beat. From that night on, at any given campus party, Rafael was your dance partner. You spent most of that first party moving and grinding on each other. He was all you could think about before you fell asleep that night.
Sometimes if the parties were lame, you’d go back to his dorm and hang out under the haze of his blunt and stolen midnight kisses. It became a habit that the two of you would sleep until noon on Saturdays, eat the sort of okay dining hall food and study for history together. He rolled his eyes and called you nerdy for how many facts you knew despite not actually being a history major. He loved it though, you were the reason he paid attention in class rather than using it as his songwriting hour. Just another boring core requirement, but you made it bearable.
One Friday night in particular, he cancelled the kickback so that he could get to know you a little better. He dragged the last of the blunt and snuffed it out. You had taken a hit and decided it wasn’t for you. It was so warm and calm being with him, you didn’t want to talk, relishing in the comfort of his presence. You reached up in his embrace and pressed kisses from his smooth jaw all the way to the cleft in his chin. He looked down at you over the rim of his glasses, eyes stormy gray with arresting flecks of green.
Rafael clears his throat and murmurs, “A dreamer at lust for dawn.”
“Huh?”, you pull away staring at him
”I want to read you something I have been working on. Just a few lines, it’s a little something I put together”, he cleared his throat and continued softly, “You, my dear, are the only one who has met the boy in me I die writing to save. I only want my best shadow to live through the night”
“Oh, Rafa”, you smile, “that sounds really good”
Overcome with emotion, you begin to kiss him again, running your hands over his chest. He leans into it humming and taking the chance to run his tongue over your bottom lip. It had never occurred to you how much you needed him until now as you feel his tongue slip past your lips. After all those nights of polite goodnight kisses and cuddling in his bed, you needed more.
He tugged you into his lap and held you close. Rafael took his time pressing his warm mouth to your neck and chest through your tank top. His touch is feather light on your skin. Shifting on his lap, you feel him grow harder in his sweats. Sliding off of his thighs, you make yourself comfortable on the bed, tugging at his waistband.
“I wanna suck your cock, Rafa,” you say quietly.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that, babe—”
“I wanna”
He cuts himself off with a whimper when you press a kiss to the aching pink head. He said, “Okay!”, and raised his hands in surrender before relaxing into your touch, caressing your scalp and making filthy noises. As you started to bob your head he gathered your hair in his fist. He couldn’t help moving his hips. Suddenly, Rafa stopped, his emerald eyes brightened suddenly with an idea.
“You ever try any positions (Y/N)?”, he inquired softly.
Pulling off, you blush and bite your lip, “No, never really fooled around with anyone but you.”
“Too busy studying, right?”, he teased, caressing your cheek.
“Yeah,” you answer drily, sitting up and stroking him slowly.
He chuckled, and whispered what he wanted in your ear. You took off the rest of your clothes and Rafa took off his shirt. He pushed you down to the bed and towered over you, kissing you quickly before turning his body and laying down sideways. You followed suit curling into him and taking his cock back into your mouth. Rafael greedily pulled your hips towards him and tasted you. He groaned and pushed his face between your thighs, moaning and sucking hungrily. With anybody else the noises would have been too much, but you did everything you could to make him louder. You spent the next few moments teasing and tasting each other until your thighs shook and tightened around his head. He held you in place, loving the way you were so eager for him. He could get used to this.
You whimpered and kissed at his cock trying to catch your breath as you came.
He whispered against your pussy, “That’s a good girl, (Y/N)”.
He rested his head on your thigh and kept kissing your lips as he thrust his hips against your face. His hips stuttered before he let out a long moan and shot warm cum down your throat. Rafa continued to slowly fuck your mouth as you swallowed his cum.
Rafa lay there kissing the salty skin on your thighs as he continued to shake.
“Easy baby girl,” he rasped.
With the last remaining strength you turned your body to his so you could taste each other’s mouths until you fell asleep beside him.
In the early hours of the morning, you woke up to Rafa running his finger through your hair, mumbling softly about his growing affection for you.
“You could always just ask me yourself”, you say quietly.
“Please be my girlfriend?”
Silence fell, and in your drowsy state, you nodded and pressed your head into his chest. He could rest now, knowing you felt the same.
Knocking on Rafa’s door was the best decision you made this semester.
