Rafayel: Tipsy - Completed

Someone requested that I continue the story, and I thought it was a fabulous idea. So here we are!

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

Rafayel kisses me, and my mind goes blank. Dazed, I stare at him.

“I'll make sure you won't be able to forget. Even if you wanted to.”

He gently leaves a trail of kisses from my cheeks to the tip of my nose, near the corners of my eyes.

“Not even for two months, just don't ever forget about me. Please… remember me.”

He tilted my chin, our lips met in a kiss, this time longer than the initial one. I could taste the wine we had earlier on his lips. He pulled back to study my dazed expression.

“Are you alright, cutie?” he asked me. I blinked in response, and he chuckled.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me up against him. My hands came up to rest on his chest reflexively. He leaned forward and kissed me again, this time coaxing my mouth open gently so that he could taste me with his tongue.

“You taste like wine,” he murmured between the kisses.

Somewhere during the kiss, I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck, and he pulled me harder against me, allowing me to feel the heat emanating from his body, and his growing arousal against my stomach.

“Raf,” I whispered when he broke away to kiss my neck. “People can see us,” I said, suddenly realizing that we were out in the open by the fountain.

“Let them watch,” I could feel him smiling as he continued kissing, licking and gently nipping on my neck and the sensitive pulse point near my ears.

“Rafayel,” I said, as forcefully as I could muster. I was slowly turning into putty in his arms.

“Come with me,” he said, suddenly tugging me by the arm towards a lane that was hidden in the shadows.

Once we were enveloped in the darkness, our kisses became more fervent as our hands started roaming as well. Rafayel lifted one of my legs and wrapped it over his hips so that he could press his hardness against my core. I moaned when I felt him, hot and hard.

“You feel what you do to me” he whispered in my ear and I pulled him tighter against me in acknowledgement.

He groaned and kissed me hard. Then he broke away and started kissing his way down my body. I tangled my hands in his soft hair as I watched him with heavy-lidded eyes.

“You smell like heaven,” he said, pressing his face into my pelvis and inhaling through my dress while he was on his knees.

“Raf,” I moaned, pressing his face against me as I felt his hot breath on my most sensitive area.

“I need to taste you now,” he said, sliding his hands slowly up my thighs while looking at me with desperate, pleading eyes.

Those eyes were my undoing as I bit my lips and nodded slowly. He disappeared under my skirt, and I could feel his hot breath directly on me as he kissed my inner thighs and spread my legs wider. I leaned back into the wall for support and he lifted a leg onto his shoulder to increase his access.

I shuddered when he pulled my panties aside and licked me.

“Gods…” he groaned. “You taste so good,” he said, and immediately continued licking and sucking at my sensitive folds.

“Nnnghh, Raf…” I moaned, and it spurred him on. 

He buried his face into my warmth, like he was starving. Then he abruptly pulled away and put my leg down. 

“Raf?” I called out, confused. 

“Just a second,” he mumbled, and he pulled down my panties.

“Wha…?” I exclaimed, but picked up my legs obediently as he pulled them off and pocketed them.

“Now…” he smiled at me, and disappeared under my skirt again.

“Oh, my-” I exclaimed as he lifted my leg and caused me to stumble back against the wall.

This time, his tongue and lips were relentless. It felt like he was making out with my pussy like he would with my mouth, and he was going all out. I could feel his tongue enter me, and I moaned as I gripped the wall with my palms to steady myself.

“Oh… Raf…” I began to whimper as the tension started building in my core.

“That's it, cutie,” he said, his voice vibrating against my sensitive opening.

“Raf…” I kept calling, chanting his name, like he was a god I was praying to.

“Let it go…” he said, and started sucking hard on my clit.

With that last move, I fell over the precipice, screaming, as I lost all my senses. I had turned into a puddle, and Rafayel was the only thing holding me up. He lowered my leg slowly and stood up. Then he leaned against the wall, pulling me into his embrace.

“Are you alright?” he whispered as he stroked my hair, waiting for my heartbeat to stabilise. 

“Yea,” I replied, shakily.

“You were beautiful,” he murmured into my hair and dropped a kiss on the top of my head.

I looked up at him and smiled, probably more drunkenly than I did earlier this evening. He smiled back, his face flushed from being under my dress the whole time.

“Guess I definitely won't be able to forget tonight in the next two months,” I laughed.

“Oh… I made sure of that,” he smiled cheekily, and bent down to kiss me again.

Rafayel: Ebb and Flow, Continued...

After finishing Ebb and Flow, I realised what a sexy beast Rafayel really is. So I decided he should have gotten his 'happy ending'. Here goes... 

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

“Can I trust you?” he asked.

“You can trust me,” I replied.

"Then you can stay here at least until the sun rises."

He leaned down and kissed me once, gently, then leaned back against the sofa. I reached out and caressed the spot on his cheek where the scale glistened. His hand came up to hold my palm against the side of his face, then he turned and kissed it.

I slid my hand to the back of his head and guided his face down for another kiss. This time, the kiss was deeper. I opened my mouth to allow his tongue in as his hands came to hold either side of my face.

We were breathless when we finally pulled apart. I pushed myself up and sat on his lap, straddling him. He grimaced, as though in pain.

“How can I help you?” I whispered, my thumb caressing his lips that have gotten a little red and swollen from all our kissing.

“You’re sure about this?” he asked me, catching my hand in his and holding it against his chest.

I nodded, and leaned forward to rest my cheek on his shoulder.

“I’m here for you,” I said softly.

His arms came around to hug me tightly. When he released me, he guided me off him to lay me down gently on the sofa. He was now straddling me on either side of my hips.

“I wasn’t sure if you were ready,” he said softly as he gently ran his finger from the top of my collar down between my breasts to my navel.

“I’m ready,” I replied, reaching out to rest my fingers just above the buckle of his pants.

“Let’s take it slow,” he said, taking my hand in his and kissing my fingers.

He leaned down and started kissing me gently and slowly; my forehead, my nose, my lips, the spot behind my ear, then slowly down my neck and to my shoulder and he pushed my collar aside.

Frustrated by the limited contact, I reached down for the hem of my skirt to lift my dress up and off, and I was lying there in just my bra and panties.

“Cutie,” he groaned, covering his face with his hands. “How am I going to control myself?”

“Don’t,” I replied, and reached out both arms, beckoning him to come closer.

“I hope you don’t regret this,” he said as he leaned down to kiss me.

“I won’t” I whispered in between our kisses.

He pulled up for a moment to take off his shirt, then he was back, kissing me on the swell of my breasts. He reached behind my back and unbuckled my bra in one move.

“Smooth,” I teased him.

“You already knew I’m good with my hands,” he smirked.

I giggled, and abruptly stopped when he swooped down and started to lick and suck one nipple.

“Rafayel,” I gasped with pleasure.

“Mmm,” he said, giving that nipple a lick before he turned to the other.

His hand started moving down my body as I squirmed against his mouth. He touched me through my panties.

“You’re warm… and wet,” he said.

“Mmm hmm,” was all I could muster.

“Why does it seem like you’re the one who’s getting hotter instead of me?” he said as he pushed my panties aside to slip a finger in.

I shuddered with pleasure, and he started moving his finger, exploring me.

“Nngh, Rafayel,” I moaned.

“Yes?” he replied. “Does it feel good?”

I nodded, biting my lips as I looked at him, pleading.

“A little bit more,” he said as he slipped another finger in.

“Ah,” I called out and he continued to push his fingers in and out while his thumb caressed my sensitive spot.

He tormenting me till I was ready to explode, and when he finally leaned down to kiss me hard, I saw stars.

He put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean as he watched me calm down from my orgasm. He’d never been sexier to me than at that moment. I reached out to stroke the front of his pants where he was hot and straining against the zipper. He sucked in his breath at my touch.

“That’s not a good idea,” he chuckled, and I could hear the strain in his voice.

“No? Isn’t that why we decided I should stay?” I said.

“Well, if you put it that way,” he said as he got off me to stand next to the sofa.

“Let me,” I said, sitting up, my face right in front of his abdomen.

“You’re not helping yourself, Cutie,” he groaned as I reached out to help him with his pants.

“Oh yes, I am,” I giggled, and it made him laugh.

When he was finally free, I took him into my hands. He sucked in his breath as I touched him tentatively. He was so smooth, hard and hot. I moved forward and licked the tip. That’s when he pulled away and pushed me down on the sofa again.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he said as he rubbed himself at my wet entrance after stripping me of my panties.

“Good,” I replied, winding my arms around his neck.

“Cutie,” he groaned again.

“Come inside, Raf,” I said, and that’s when he started to push in.

I closed my eyes and savoured the feeling of him filling me up. When he was finally all in, he paused, waiting for me to look at him. I smiled at I reached a hand out to caress his cheek. He leaned down to kiss me hard, and then he started moving.

“Nngh,” I gasped as he pounded into me.

“Ah… Cutie,” he panted.

The heat and the tightness that coiled in my core got more and more unbearable.

“Harder,” I pleaded.

“Okay,” he replied and gave me exactly what I needed.

“Raf,” I whimpered with pleasure, and then I screamed as I reached my climax.

A few more thrusts and he joined me.

He came to lay next to me after cleaning us up, adjusting us so that I was snuggled against him with his arms around me.

“I’m glad you’re in my life,” he said as he stroked my hair.

I tightened my arms around him as I pressed myself against his chest, enjoying the warmth that the skin to skin contact was giving us.

“So am I,” I whispered.

Rafayel: Fish Food 🐠

Did I save the best for last? We’ll see. Rafayel’s turn now! His theme song is solo by Jay B, JUNNY & lullaboy, but you can listen to GOT7’s album Dye with any of the fics cos that’s my general BGM when I wrote these along with Switch It Up, which was the song that spawned the idea of fanfics.

Recommended songs while reading: solo by Jay B, JUNNY & lullaboy and Switch It Up by Jay B and sokodomo

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

I opened the door to Rafayel’s place. He’d given me his keys some time ago so that I could visit whenever, but there isn’t much point anymore since he’s not even here. He’s been gone for more than a month now, and even Thomas didn’t know where he’d gone to.

Play Switch It Up from here.

I still remember the night before he left. We were reclining on the daybed on his balcony; me on the edge and him behind me, talking and sipping wine. I leaned back against him and he dipped his head down to nuzzle my neck.

“That tickles,” I giggled.

“But you smell so yummy,” he said, nibbling my ear.

“I’m not fish food!” I laughed.

“Who are you calling a fish?” he exclaimed, pulling me down so I lay on my back, facing up, looking at him.

“Whoever it is who thinks I’m yummy,” I giggled.

“Grrr…” he growled and nuzzled me harder this time, which tickled me even more.

I spent the night at his place, and when I woke up the next morning, he was gone.

I walked into his studio. His paints were still out, the water his brushes were soaking in had dried up. It was as if he’d left in a hurry since he’d never just leave his precious brushes out like that.

I walked up to the piece he had been working on recently; a portrait of me.

“Where are you Raf,” I whispered.

“I’m here,” I heard him reply, and I pivot to see him leaning against the door frame.

I stood there, not moving. Now that he was back, the feelings came rushing, overwhelming me.

“How?” I choked out, a single tear drop had escaped my eye, rolling down my cheek.

“Don’t cry,” he said urgently and quickly walked toward me.

“Don’t touch me,” I pushed him away as he reached for me.

“Cutie…” he pleaded.

“Don’t Cutie me now!” I said, gritting my teeth as I struggled to control the flood of tears that were free-flowing down my face now.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t have a chance to tell you,” he explained.

“Not even time to scribble a note?” I said, my voice shaking from me trying not to cry.

“I wasn’t… I couldn’t…”

“That’s what I thought,” I said, intending to walk out of the room.

Before I could get past him, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up against him, hugging me tight.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I really am,” he said, his voice choking too. “The whole time without you…”

That’s when I started crying for real, sobbing into his shoulder. He sighed and held me tightly as he stroked my hair.

We didn’t talk for a long time. When my crying had finally subsided, I looked up and saw that his eyes were red too.

“You don’t get to cry,” I said, pinching both his cheeks.

“Oww!” he exclaimed, rubbing his cheeks. “Why not?”

“You’re not the one who got left behind,” I said, poking him in the chest.

“I said I was sorry,” he protested, catching my hand in his against his chest and pulling me close again.

“Like that’s going to erase a whole month,” I retorted.

“I didn’t have a choice. It was an emergency,” he sighed.

“And you couldn’t call?” I asked.

“Believe me, I’d have called if I could,” he said, his face pleading as he held both my hands in his.

I held his gaze, contemplating how I felt. Now that he’s back, all the anxiety just disappeared and I was just happy to have him near again. Was it worth dwelling on the month that had passed?

I reached up to cup his face in my hands and pulled him down until our lips met.

The kiss quickly escalated. He had one hand at the nape of my neck to control the kiss, and the other to hold my body tight against his.

Play solo from here

“I missed this,” he whispered between kisses.

“Just this?” I said.

 “I missed you,” he added and kissed me even harder.

It was like he’d just returned from the desert, starving. He’d always been passionate, but today, he was burning. I don’t know where he’d gone, but I trust that he had a reason that he couldn’t tell me.

“Let’s go,” he said, suddenly breaking off our kiss and almost dragging me out of the studio.

We were headed to his room, but on the way, we kept stopping to kiss. One time he had me against the wall; he unbuttoned my shirt and was kissing his way down between my breasts. The next pit stop was when he carried me up against his bedroom door. I had my arms and legs wrapped around him as we continued to kiss until he finally remembered to open the door.

We tumbled into his bed, with him lying down on his back, and me straddling him at the hips.

“Hmm…” I said as I ran my hands up his body, from his abs to his chest, and then my hands were around his neck.

“Planning to strangle me?” he asked.

“Thinking about it,” I smirked at him. “But I’ll save that for another time,” I said as my hands continued up to rub his ears that were already turning red.

“Kiss me, Cutie,” he whispered, reaching out a hand behind my neck to lead me down.

As we kissed, I could feel him getting hotter and harder, and I was getting hotter and wetter.

He finished unbuttoning my shirt and pushed my bra aside to take my nipple in his mouth.

“Raf,” I moaned as he sucked me hard.

“Mmm,” he smiled, “Fish food,” he said, trying to keep a straight face.

“Hey!” I laughed.

“I’m hungry,” he said as he turned his attention to the other nipple.

When he was finally satisfied, he switched up our positions, me on the bed and he above me so that he could finish undressing me.

“Why are you still dressed?” I asked when he came to the bed full-clothed.

“It’s gonna be an instant happy ending if I take my clothes off now. I wanna play with my food a little longer,” he laughed.

Before I could respond, he started kissing my whole body. It was like he was worshipping all my sensitive spots with his lips; kissing, licking, sucking and nibbling.

“Raf, please,” I whispered.

“Just a little more,” he said as he finally arrived at my most sensitive spot. “I just got to the main course.”

“Raf!” I screamed when he put his mouth on me.

His lips and tongue were so focused on eating me up that it took only a moment for me to come. He continued licking and sucking gently until I calmed down, then he came up and pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.

“You…” I panted, breathless as if I had just ran a marathon.

“Me…” he smiled cheekily.

“Clothes off now!” I shoved him away from me.

“Yes, ma’am,” he laughed as he stood up and started to strip.

His eyes never left me as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. As he shrugged it off, I came to kneel on the bed in front of him and kissed him as I helped him out of his shirt. I broke off the kiss to trail my tongue down his chest, toward his navel, stopping just above his belt.

“Cutie,” he breathed, his hands were in my hair, tilting my head so that he could see my face.

I smiled and stared unbuckling his belt. I pulled his belt out of the loops with a flourish and folded it in half in my hands.

“What… ah!” he started and stopped when I playfully whipped his butt with the belt.

“You like that?” I giggled at his shocked expression.

“Do I like it?” he said as he smiled; and I knew that smile. He was about to do something unexpected.

He pried the belt out of my hands and pushed me back onto the bed. Then he trailed the folded end from my collarbone, down between my breasts, and the way down, stopping just above my most sensitive spot. Just that action caused me to ache at my core.

“Do you like it?” he said, almost menacingly as he trailed the belt back up to circle around my nipples.

“Raf,” I pleaded.

“Uh-huh?” he replied, pretending not to look at me as he continued teasing my nipples with the belt.

“Raf, I need you,” I moaned.

He tossed the belt aside and chucked his pants down in record time, then he was on top of me, pinning my hands on either side of my head.

“How much of me do you need?” he asked, rubbing himself at my slick entrance as he kissed my forehead, my nose, and then lightly on my lips.

“All of you,” I breathed, lifting my hips up to urge him.

“Oh Cutie…” he groaned, then thrust himself inside me.

It felt like a relief, like arriving at a destination the moment we joined our bodies. But when he started moving, another journey had begun.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he slammed into me again and again.

“Kiss me, Raf,” I panted, and his lips found mine to kiss me hard.

It was electric the moment he kissed me, like connecting to a power point as my whole body lit up.

“Raf!” I screamed as I came again, and he came in me at the same time.

He continued moving, gradually slowing down, coming to stop when I stopped contracting around him. He didn’t pull out, but lifted himself up, bracing both arms on either side of my head.

“See,” he chuckled, his breathing still a little ragged. “Instant happy ending.”

I pulled him down to kiss him deeply, and I could feel him hardening again inside me.

“And instantly recharged,” I giggled, and wrapped my legs around him again.

“Only for you, Cutie,” he winked, and we started all over again.

I wasn’t sure when he might disappear on me again, but I am now sure of one thing – he would always come back to me.