✶ — first post erm kinda nervous…oomfs if u see this heyy 👅
smut; mdni. sorta dom!reader, handjob + oral, cum eating, use of restraints, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dumbification (?), whiny rafayel heh… not proofread — short drabble (wc. 0.8k)
rafayel had been…persistent today, to say the least. dozens of phone calls and countless messages spammed throughout your day, those of which were sent and surpassed your dnd settings. not to mention the needy voicemails and drawn out voice memos he’s left, begging you to come home and take care of him. rafayel knew you’d be busy today, you always are, so it’s only fair you show him the consequences of his actions..
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“what number?” he doesn’t respond, mind far too clouded by the tightness of your hand. the only thing he can hear is the loud squelching of your hand pumping his slick cock.
“i said,” you sigh and take your hands off of him altogether, “what number, rafayel?” he groans in displeasure, whining at the loss of warmth around his dick. “i- i don’t..ffour…??” he’s out of breath and his voice is broken, not even making eye contact with you anymore through his tears. you click your tongue in disapproval and shake your head, “i thought you were keeping track..did fucking my hand make you too dumb to count, baby?” the feeling of your hand squeezing the base of his cock cuts off any response he could’ve had. he groans loudly as your pace quickens, feeling your gaze on his while his orgasm builds. “please— don’t stop…fuck, wanna cum- please!..” he babbles, chest heaving as his dick throbs in your grasp. he looks so pretty like this, you think, eyes wet and glassy as he cums for you with a string of curses under his breath.
“that was four.” spurts of his release run down your wrist, making such a mess all over your hands. however, you don’t stop there, smearing his tip with his own warm cum and watching the overstimulation contort his face into a beautifully blissed out expression. rafayel wants to say no, whine that it’s too much, but the delicious tingle it sends up his spine is all too addictive and has him sloppily humping into your fist once more with his back bowing off the bed. your other hand slides up his torso, nails grazing up his abs as you swallow his moans in a kiss. “gonna cum again already?” you can feel how he starts to twitch again in your palm, more of his sticky pre cum leaking out and dripping down his length. it’s almost embarrassing how ready his cock is to be milked by you. but he’s always been so obedient with an insatiable stamina.
as his orgasm draws closer, you begin to press kisses to his navel, dragging your tongue all the way from his base to the tip, eliciting the prettiest, shakiest moan from him. you pay extra attention to the head of his cock and swirl your wet muscle around it as you swallow the remnants of his previous release. the action of your throat tightening is what pushes him over the edge with a loud groan. his thighs flex and tremble as he cums deep inside your mouth and pulls the rope on his wrists tight enough to snap. watching you greedily lap up his mess flips a switch in his brain, something primal, raw, hungry. and now, almost all at once, the pleasure surges up his spine and makes him dizzy. you hum in amusement at the sight, pulling off of him as you watch a shudder wash through him. “wait!— need a minute..’s too much i-” his body betrays him as the waves of aftershock have his hips bucking closer to you again and he’s not exactly discreet when his gaze drags down your body.
“too much?” you mock, feigning pity. “and to think you were so eager for me earlier, honey what happened?” his confession almost makes you laugh; there was never ‘too much’ when it came to rafayel. he had hours worth of stamina left, the greedy fish just wanted it all spent inside your cunt. you can’t help but smile at how his wrists strain in their confinement, his biceps flexing in a pathetic attempt to break free. “need to touch you, cutie please,” beads of sweat slide down his forehead and down his sculpted chest. the needy hunger in his eyes is unavoidable, a dark lust swirling in his eyes that track your every move. “i’ll be good—so good for you, promise.” and who are you to deny him when his eyes well up with tears like that…truthfully, he could’ve burned through that flimsy rope ages ago, and now he regrets giving into your amusement. so when you give him a knowing look and a nod of approval, it’s only a matter of seconds before his hands are all over you. and once you finally sink down onto his cock, cunt warm and tight, (and so much better than your hand) he knows he’s in for a long night.
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