anniversary sex with rafayel behind a waterfall !
cw: creampies , smut , rafayel is kind of bossy
wc: 1,420
rafayel has been in a sour mood all morning. for weeks you’d been telling him about your plan to go on a morning hike to a gorgeous waterfall for your anniversary. you planned on setting up a yummy picnic at the remote waterfall once you got up there, telling him you’d bring his favorite foods.
rafayel would joke around, saying you’d have to carry him up the mountain. you laughed.
you should not have laughed, because as it turns out, rafayel hadn’t been joking in the slightest. he expected you to carry him the entire 10 miles!
…telling him that you wouldn’t be carrying him didn’t exactly go over well. rafayel pouted and trailed behind you for the first mile.
on the second mile, he ‘twisted’ his ankle on a rock the size of a pea, crying out to you for help.
on the third mile, he leaned on you while you helped him walk.
on the fourth mile, you realized he was faking his injury and left him behind, walking ahead in frustration.
on the fifth mile, rafayel caught up to you. “cuuutieee, aren’t you leaving something important behind?”
you scoffed. “raf, i’ve been telling you to prepare for a 10 mile hike for weeks now. if you can’t keep up, that’s not my fault.”
rafayel gawks at you and places his hand on his damp shirt. “wah! i can’t believe you would scorn me like this on our anniversary of all days!”
you stop and turn to him, sighing deeply. “i’m not trying to scorn you, i’m trying to get to the waterfall before the food spoils- which is very heavy on my back, by the way. i want to have a good anniversary with you, so can you please stop pretending like you aren’t capable of a simple hike- because i know you are.”
on the fifth mile, rafayel took your backpack and carried it with a smile on his face, chattering your ear off while he kept a casual pace beside you.
at the end of the fifth mile, you’d finally made it to the beautiful waterfall!
rafayel waded in the water while you set up the picnic, making it look cute for your annoyance of a husband (whom you still love dearly).
after eating, the two of you go for a dip in the water, the chill welcome against your sunkissed skin.
his mood had greatly improved being in the water, laughing and splashing around. he was nothing like the pouty man he’d been earlier in the day (thankfully).
you squealed as he spun you in the water and pulled at the strings holding your bathing suit top up. “rafa, stop it! what if someone comes up here!?”
rafayel laughed and pulled the stringd completely undone, watching you clutch the soaked fabric to your chest. “i guess they’ll have a show, won’t they?”
“raaaf.” you growl, hiding your amusement behind a glare.
rafayel smiled and hoisted you up over his shoulder, wading towards the waterfall. “relaaaax cutie, you have your plans, i have my plans. hold your breath.”
you suck in a deep breath of oxygen just in time for the heavy water cascading down off of the rocky cliff to pound onto you and rafayel.
rafayel sets you down in the water, and you look at the cave around you. it’s mostly dark, only lit by the lighting coming through the waterfall. the sounds of the water crashing echoes in the space, making you speak louder just so he can hear you.
“how’d you know this was back here?”
rafayel just winks at you in response, as if the cave was his little secret. his damp fingers trace over your bare chest- because of course the waterfall knocked your top the rest of the way off- and his eyes twinkle as he watches you. “now i’m the only one who can see my beautiful bride like this. the anniversary night is supposed to be just as big of a deal as the wedding night, you know? humans have lost their sense of celebration over the years, but i’ll remind you.”
and remind you he did- he had you sitting on the edge of a rock, rafayel’s head between your legs. he sucked on your clit loosely, drinking up both your juices and the stream water that was lapping over your pussy.
the slurping noises were barely audible over the rushing of the water, but your moans were definitely loud enough for rafayel’s ears.
he smiles against you, looking up at you while suckling your clit and teasing your slit with two fingers.
your hand reaches up to thread into the wet hair that lays against his face, clenching around the tips of his fingers at how he looks up at you.
he has a slight smirk and dark eyes, making his pink and purple irises pop. his free fingers trail up to circle your hardened nipple, ghosting over the goosebumps pebbling your skin.
“cold?” he murmurs, mouth full of your pussy.
all it takes is a nod from you for him to pull away, hoisting you up and walking you to the mouth of the cave, pressing your hands against the cool rock.
“maybe the water will keep you warm, hm?” he presses against your back, wet lips brushing your neck with every word.
“or maaaybe, you need to be warmed…” he slides his leaky dick through your folds, feeding you inch by inch. “...from the inside.”
“uhhh huhhh.” you whine, fingers slipping on the wet rock, but trying to grip onto it regardless, as rafayel starts fucking into you slowly.
he wraps an arm around your waist and his other hand grips your wrists, pinning them against the cave wall.
rafayel picks up his pace, driving up into you harder. the spray from the waterfall hits your face as you pant, staring at the crystal water flowing just inches away from your bodies.
“mmh- ‘ayel-” you whine and try to pull your wrists out of his grip.
rafayel’s fingertips dig into the plush of your hip, using it as leverage to pull you down to meet his strokes. “hmmm? what is it my cutie wants now?” he lets go of one of your wrists and guides the other one to the cascading water. “do you want to feel the water? is that it?”
you nod and try to grip the water, pulling your other hand off of the rock wall. rafayel tuts and gives a particularly harsh plap! of his hips against yours.
“nuh uh uh, be nice and keep your hand against the rock if you want me to keep going.” he says, voice dripping with a false sweetness.
you grunt and grip onto the wall with a newfound motivation, keeping your other hand under the waterfall and focusing on the way it trails down your skin and off of your arms in thick rivulets.
rafayel, pleased with your cooperation, pulses deep in your walls and growls low in his throat. he changes from long strokes to shallow ones, fucking up into you so hard you’re forced up onto your tip toes.
“‘such a pretty waterfall, raf’” rafayel lovingly imitates your voice, “‘you’ll love it!’. mmmh, what about you, my beloved bride, do you love the waterfall?”
fuck the waterfall! the only thing you could focus on was how the curve of his dick was kissing up against your cervix on every other stroke, making your vision white out in the corners. “mmhmmmm-”
he laughs at the strain in your voice, hand slithering up between your breasts and resting on your collarbones. “tell me, which do you like more: the waterfall, or being fucked by your husband behind it?”
you clench around him at the truth behind his filthy words, earning a grunt from him. “being f-fucked-! fuck! cumming-” you squeal out.
you grip him tighter than you ever had before, hand searching for purchase that you don’t find in the cascading water.
rafayel moaned with you, his hand on your collarbones pressed you back against his chest as he buried to the hilt inside of you. hot cum spurts deep inside of you, mingling against your cervix.
luckily, the rush and crash of the waterfall managed to cover the sounds you two made behind it.
through pants and whimpers, rafayel nuzzles against your neck and leaves lazy, open mouthed kisses there. “happy anniversary, my beloved.”
“raf?” you murmur sleepily.
“mmm?” he responds, just as sleepily.
“go find my bathing suit top.”
a/n: i got carried away with this , it was supposed to just be the smut !!
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