The Word of Your Body, Pt. 4
Reader x Rafael. Dangerously smutty - like smut galore. Totally NSFW. But y’all already knew that, right?
Tagging: @madpanda75 @dreila03 @sass-and-suspenders @glimmerglittergirl @imtherealriodallas - anyone else, just ask!
Inspired prompt from @nobodys-baby-now: “It’s always: ‘I need this warrant, Barba’, ‘I need that subpoena, Barba’. Never ‘How are you, Barba?’, ‘Have a nice day, Barba’. Carajos malagradecidos.”
Your limbs were tangled with Rafael’s. Sweat glistened off your bodies. You laid your head on his chest, stroking his chest hair absentmindedly.
“That was a lot fun counselor,” you murmured sleepily, placing a chaste kiss by his nipple. After you had both confessed your feelings to each other, Rafael took you back to bed where you spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon exploring each other’s bodies.
“Have I worn you out detective? Hmmm, I was just getting started.” Rafael replied cheekily.
You sat up slightly to look at Rafael, an eyebrow raised. “Oh, really now?” You opened your mouth but your stomach interrupted by growling loudly.
“I don’t think we’ve eaten at all today,” you realized, sitting up. You placed your hands on your stomach.
“Au contraire, mi amor,” Rafael winked. “I have. Plenty.”
You turned bright pink and burrowed your face in your hands. “You’re incorrigible, Raf.”
Rafael guffawed, climbing out of bed, reaching for his boxers. You took in his full body, trying to burn it to memory. You climbed out of bed, also slipping your underwear back on. One of Rafael’s shirts was hanging over a chair. You took and threw it on, only buttoning a few.
Rafael looked at you and smiled. He offered his hand, “Ven,” he motioned with his head towards the kitchen.
You were laughing so hard, you were nearly doubled over, tears in your eyes. You gripped the coffee mug tightly as to not drop it.
“It’s always: ‘I need this warrant, Barba’, ‘I need that subpoena, Barba’. Never ‘How are you, Barba?’, ‘Have a nice day, Barba’. Carajos malagradecidos,” Rafael stated, half joking, half serious.
“Surely you can’t mean me,” you replied in mock horror, before taking the final bite of your bagel. “I was always nice to you,” you chewed thoughtfully.
“Nice,” Rafael air quoted, teasing.
“I am very nice,” you replied. “I didn’t hear any complaints earlier. I thought I was extremely nice.” Standing you put your dish and mug in the sink before walking over to Rafael, sitting on his lap. You wrapped your one arm around him, using the other to stroke his hair.
Rafael dipped his face and pulled you into a kiss. You sighed in content, returning the kiss. You gently sucked on his bottom lip, giving it a quick nip. You could feel his erection against your belly, and instantly a fire built in your belly, your loins aching. You shifted your seat, and reached down into his boxers freeing his erection. A bead of pre-cum oozed from the tip. Enclosing him in your hand, you ran your thumb over the head of his cock, smearing his cum onto your finger. Breaking the kiss, you looked into Rafael’s eyes and sucked on your thumb.
Rafael’s eyes darkened. “And you said I was incorrigible?”
You batted your eyes, giving him a playful doe-eyed look. “Yum.” Before Rafael could open his mouth, you leaped off his lap, and facing him, undid two buttons of the dress shirt you were wearing.
“Maybe, just maybe, you’re right, guapo. No puedo conseguir bastante de ti,” you replied lustfully.
“You speak Spanish?” Rafael asked incredulously.
“That’s what you took away from that?” you replied exasperatedly, throwing your arms in the air.
Rafael let out a small chuckle, now standing. He stripped his boxers, walking towards you, his erection free, unashamedly. “Or perhaps this?”
You smirked and began walking backwards towards Rafael’s bedroom, unbuttoning the rest of the shirt slowly. Another button undone. And then another. And another. Rafael caught up with you and pinched a cheek causing you to yelp.
The two of you made it back to his bedroom. You both landed in a heap on his bed. The sheets and room smelled of sex and a mix of your perfume and Rafael’s cologne.
You let yourself get lost in the sensation of Rafael’s body on yours. Your stomach fluttered as he made his way down your body, to the apex of your thighs. You spread your legs wantonly and without abandon. You were sopping wet in pleasure. Rafael hummed as he began lapping and licking in between your folds. The vibration caused you to groan, and you cupped your breasts, your fingers tugging on your nipples. “Oh Rafaaaeeel,” you moaned stretching out his name.
You propped yourself up on your elbows so you could get a better look of him in between your legs. Rafael looked up, meeting your eyes. “Don’t stop,” you half whispered/half moaned. Rafael shook his head, causing you to writhe against his face.
One finger slipped in. Then another. Rafael placed kisses along your thigh, as his fingers pumped in and out of you. You grasped at the sheets haphazardly as your orgasm built. Rafael curled his fingers, finding your sweet spot. “Fuck!” you cried out as your orgasm spilled over you.
Rafael slowed his ministrations as you came down from your high. “Wow,” you sighed contentedly. Rafael smirked, standing, and made a big show of sucking on his fingers.
“All fours,” he ordered and you quickly complied. “Don’t you want me to —“ you asked before moaning, feeling Rafael enter you. “Yes,” Rafael hissed, his hips snapping, burying into you. He began to thrust into you, the rhythmic sound of skin on skin filled the room.
“Oh God, Rafael, fuck you feel so good,” you crooned.
Barba thrusted harder, smacking your ass with each thrust. “You feel so good,” he crooned. You moaned in pleasure. He wrapped a hand in your hair and tugged, hard.
“Harder, papi,” you encouraged lasciviously. Rafael thrusted harder into you. Your legs quivered and you collapsed onto your front. It felt as if Rafael’s thrusts were driving you into the bed.
“I am going to...” Rafael warned, his thrusts becoming more frantic.
You bite your lip, trying to keep yourself from screaming. Rafael pulled you back up, so your back was fully against his chest. Rafael was on his sitting back on his heels while you bounced on his cock. Rafael reached down rubbed you to your second climax.
“Rafael fuck, I am going to cum...” you babble incoherently. “Cum cariño,” Rafael ordered. You wailed Rafael’s name.
Y/N!” shouted Rafael soon after, stiffening behind you as he reached his own climax.
Rafael placed kisses along your neck, before brushing his lips against yours. It wasn’t long after that you were both asleep in each others arms once more.
