Xavier: No Restraint... Till the End

My first fanfic on Xavier was inspired by this memory card, but after playing it again, I felt that I needed to do his final words justice. So here we are, with no restraint, till the end.

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

“What are you thinking about?” I asked Xavier as I combed my fingers through his soft hair.

 “Something… indecent,” he said, his voice sounding ragged and tense.

He leaned down and continued exploring my neck; kissing, licking, gently biting, driving me crazy. I started to feel restless as my body tingled with pleasure each time his lips made contact with my skin.

“Xav,” I cried out softly, and he groaned.

“You're making it really hard for me when you call my name like that,” he said, brushing my hair aside so that he could gaze into my eyes.

“Oh… you definitely are… hard,” I giggled, as my hand lightly brushed over the bulge in front of the boxers he wore under his robe. 

He sucked in his breath when I touched him. His eyes clouded over for a moment. He reached down and grabbed my hands to pin them on either sides of my head.

“Touch me again and this is all gonna end… Prematurely," he warned, growling.

“Sorry…” I smiled cheekily. 

I could see how hard he was trying to hold back, and it just made me want to tease him more. I lifted my head to kiss him on his lips. He groaned and came in for a long, deep kiss. I moaned as our tongues tangled and caressed each other. 

His hands continued their exploration under the slip I was wearing. My legs and lower body were bared to him as the slip was hiked up. He stopped for a moment and gazed at it, admiring the sight.

“Beautiful…” he said, running a hand down my inner thigh and I arched my body in pleasure. “So soft,” He added, trailing the hand back up to trace the outline of my panties, feeling the growing wetness.

“Xav…” my voice a soft plea. 

He looked up at me and smiled, “Yes, baby?” His hand was still idly tracing the seams of my panties. “Looks like your senses are not entirely dulled.”

“Nngh… Xav…” I moaned in frustration. 

“You're so wet, baby,” He said as he moved down to bring his face nearer to my panties. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. “You smell… heavenly,” he said, and he used his nose to gently brush against my core.

“Hnngh…Xav… please…” I whimpered.

Finally, heeding my pleas, he slowly peeled off my panties and revealed my aching core to his gaze. I could feel my ache grow even as he looked at me. He gently traced my folds with his tongue, tasting me.

“The taste of you… It's intoxicating,” He said, and he started lapping at me like he was starving.

“Xav…” I called out. I felt like crying from the immense pleasure. I weaved my fingers through his hair, seeking purchase as I writhed in pleasure. 

Hearing his name, Xavier’s grip on my hips tightened, and he started his pushing tongue in and out of my wet entrance. I moaned loudly, my body was now burning up with the pleasure he’s giving me. He lifted his eyes to watch my expressions as he continued. I met his gaze, and I held it, biting my lips to stop another moan from coming out. He smiled as if amused by what he saw, then he slipped a finger into me.

The sensation of his finger in me ripped another sharp moan from me. His mouth continued their magic as his finger explored the warmth within me.

“You’re so warm… and wet…” he said between licks. “I could do this all night.”

“Xavier,” I whimpered, and he could hear my desperation.

“Alright,” he said, understanding me immediately and pushed a second finger into me while he sucked my clit.

My climax overwhelmed me like an avalanche, making me see stars as I screamed at the sharp rush of pleasure coursing through me. 

Xavier crawled up beside me and pulled me into his embrace. He stroked my hair and whispered praises to soothe me while waiting for me to calm down. “You were beautiful,” he whispered, dropping a kiss on top of my head.

I had no words for that moment, totally overwhelmed by the pleasure he had just given me. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was having indecent thoughts. I chuckled to myself at that thought. He always seemed so reserved and shy that I never expected him to do any of this to me. I looked up and caressed his cheek with my hand. He turned his face to kiss and nuzzle my palm.

“Was it good?” he asked me, and I laughed at the question. “What’s so funny?” he asked, confused.

“Do you even need to ask?” I said as I pinched his cheek.

“I like hearing it from your mouth,” he said, sheepishly. Now he was shy because he’d been caught fishing for compliments.

I brought my face closer to his, “Didn’t my mouth say plenty earlier,” I said, and I kissed him gently. He chuckled against my lips and deepened the kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he had his around my waist to pull me closer against him. As our kiss heated up, I could feel him heating up against my thigh too. I reached for the ties on his robe and undid the loosely-tied knot, revealing his toned, muscled body so that I could press directly against his warmth.

“Someone’s getting impatient,” he teased as he got the message and broke the kiss to rid himself of the robe.

“Yes,” I smiled as he came back into bed. I moved forward to push him onto his back, and sat on his hips, straddling him. “It’s my turn now,” I said as I leaned forward to kiss him, my hands sliding up his upper body. My fingers weaved through his soft blonde hair as we kissed. When his hands came up to touch me, I caught them to pin them on either side of his head.

“It’s my turn,” I repeated, and I leaned down to suck gently on his pulse point.

“Yes,” he breathed out.

“Did you enjoy tormenting me earlier?” I asked him as I continued tasting his neck.

“Uh-huh,” he said, laughing softly.

“Ooh… laughing are we?” I straightened up and planted my hands on my hips, glaring at him.

“Okay, okay… I won’t laugh anymore,” his lips twitched. “Your Meowjesty,” he couldn’t resist adding.

“Getting cheeky now, huh?” I smiled, and his expression changed, understanding what my smile meant.

“Umm… what are you…” he said and sucked in his breath when I slid down to kiss his arousal through his boxers.

“Why didn’t you take this off?” I asked, as I pulled his boxers off and tossed them aside, freeing him in the process. I held him in my hands, and he groaned.

“What… what are you planning?” he asked, his breath getting ragged as I gently stroked the smooth, hot skin.

“Oh… I don’t know,” I said, as I leaned down, my lips just millimetres away. “Something indecent?” I murmured, and I took him in my mouth.

Xavier groaned even louder as his hips bucked against my mouth. “Yes…” he said.

“I’m glad you approve,” I teased, alternating between licking and sucking now. He got up and leaned back on his elbows, wanting a better view of what I was doing to him. A hand reached out to push my hair out of my face, and he tangled his fingers in my hair, gripping them slightly. “Harder,” I moaned as I continued working with my hands and mouth. He groaned as he gripped my hair tighter, pulling on my scalp. I felt a rush of wetness at my core that came from the pleasure of the pain.

“That’s enough,” he said, suddenly lifting me off effortlessly and placing me on my back on the pillows.

“Hey!” I squealed as he lay on top of me, pinning my body to the bed. His hand reached down to caress my wet core.

“You really enjoyed that didn’t you?” he asked me and he pushed two fingers into me.

“Mmm hmm…” I whimpered. I could feel the ache in my core growing, and all I wanted was to have him inside me. “Please…” I pleaded.

“Just a little more,” Xavier said as his tongue joined his fingers.

“Xav…” I whined as my hips buckled at the pleasure.

“Alright,” he chuckled as he moved up to kiss me. “Let’s get this out of the way,” he said as he pulled my slip up and off me. He leaned over me on his elbows, taking in my completely naked body, then he groaned and laid his head on my chest, “You’re driving me crazy.”

I reached out my hands and held his face. “You are driving ME crazy!” I whined.

He chuckled and nuzzled me between my breasts. “How did I hold back all this time?” he said, now gently kissing me on my décolletage.

“You’re Saint Xavier,” I giggled, and sighed with pleasure as he continued his gentle kisses.

“Hmm… I don’t feel very saintly at the moment,” he said, and closed his lips over one nipple.

“Aah…” I cried out as he sucked me, while his hand toyed with the other nipple.

“Feeling blessed?” he said as he paused for a moment, and chuckled when I smacked his shoulder. “Okay, okay…” he laughed, and turned his attention to the other nipple.

I raked my fingers through his hair and down his back as he continued. The only sounds in the room were my soft moans and those that his lips and tongue were making against my skin. “You taste so good,” he said as he came up to kiss me hungrily.

I wrapped my legs around his waist to make sure he wouldn’t move away again. “Now, Xavier…” I whispered.

“Okay…” he whispered back as I felt his hot length nudging at my wet opening. He rubbed himself against me teasingly, moaning as his teasing backfired on him. “Ngghh… you feel so…” and he plunged into me in one move.

I arched my back, crying out in pleasure as I received him. He started moving and all I could do was wrap my arms and legs around him, willing him to drive deeper into me. The soft grunts he made while he thrusted were driving me crazy.

“Yes…” I gasped when he lifted my legs onto his shoulders to slam deep into me.

“Is this what you wanted?” he rasped as he breathed raggedly.

I nodded, biting my lips as I made soft mewling sounds.

“Let go, baby,” he said through gritted teeth. “Scream for me.”

At his command, I let myself go, allowing every moan, every gasp and every scream reverberate throughout the room. Hearing me let go flipped a switch in him. He turned me onto my front, lifted my hips to thrust in deep. I thought he was deep in me earlier, but now it felt like he had reached the absolute depth inside me.

“Xavier,” I screamed, sobbing with pleasure now as he drove into me on and on.

“You’re so hot…” he said, breathlessly. “I want to stay inside you forever.”

“Yes… yes…” I sobbed, overwhelmed by the pleasure and this feeling that I am now complete.

He leaned forward and grasped my breasts in his hands, “Come for me,” he breathed into my ear as he squeezed them while he increased his speed.

My body shuddered and spasmed as I came, as if heeding his command. I cried out and fell forward onto the pillows. His release came as my walls squeezed around him, then he dropped himself on the mattress next to me. I turned my head to look at him as we both struggled to catch our breath. Xavier reached out to pull me closer and kissed me on the forehead.

“You were spectacular,” he murmured, dropping kisses on my nose, chin and lips.

“Mmm…” was all I could muster, and he chuckled at my lack of words.

He tucked an arm under my neck and pulled me close so that I rested on his shoulder. “Sleep, baby,” he whispered and he pulled the covers over us.

I sighed and snuggled into his embrace. He kissed the top of my head and lulled me to sleep, gently stroking my back.

The next morning, I awoke as the sun peeked through a slit in the curtains. I turned my head to find myself still tucked in Xaviers arms. He stirred when he felt me move and pulled me closer to him.

“Sleep…” he murmured with his eyes closed.

“We need to check out,” I said softly, trying to move out of his embrace.

“I’ve already extended the checkout time last night,” he mumbled as he pulled me close again. “Sleep before I make you pay for waking me up,” he said, his eyes still closed.

“How much?” I giggled softly and wrapped my arms around him so that our naked bodies were fully pressed against each other.

His eyes fluttered open, and he met my gaze as he whispered, “Looks like your senses are fully operational now. Should we do another test?” 

“I don’t know… maybe we should,” I said innocently as I rubbed my thigh against his growing erection.

“Come here…” he growled as he straddled me and began putting his indecent thoughts into action again.

Sylus: Immobilised, the Alternate Ending

So the anticipated closet scene with Sylus ended with no consequence at all. Let’s rewrite it the way we would want it…

 
Image credits to Love and Deepspace

“I have no intention of revealing our relationship at this point,” he smirked at me.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I whispered angrily. “What relationship?”

He covered my mouth with his hand, and we were still and quiet until we heard the door click shut outside.

“Let’s go,” I said as I was about to push open the closet door, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him.

“What relationship you say?” he said, his big hand easily holding both my hands in it as his free hand tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and continued trailing from my ear, down my neck and my spine.

“Sylus,” I whispered in a warning tone.

“Why are we still whispering?” he said softly into my ear.

With his breath hot against my ear, I could feel my resistance melting a little.

He pulled away and released my hands. I took the opportunity to smack both of my hands against his chest.

“Feisty Kitten,” he laughed and reached out his hand to caress my cheek.

I looked up into his eyes, which was a big mistake as I felt myself falling under their spell.

“What should we do now, kitten?” he asked as he guided my face closer, our lips just a breath apart.

I moved forward to kiss him – out of frustration and want. His hands came up to cup my face, holding me in place as he deepened the kiss. My body was pressed up against his in the tight confines of the closet, and I could feel him growing hotter and harder against my thigh.

“Hey, Kitten,” he said breathlessly as he pulled away. “Let’s take this outside,” he added as he pretty much kicked the closet door open.

We stumbled out and crashed onto the bed with me on top of him.

“Pouncing, are we?” he laughed.

“You wish,” I said, smacking his arm.

“Oh, I do,” he said as he flipped us onto our sides so that we faced each other. “I like it when your claws are out,” he added looking at me intently as he ran his hand up and down my arm.

“Hmmph,” I replied, trying to avert my gaze.

“Kitten…” he said, reaching out to pull me close and kiss me again.

My arms naturally found themselves around his waist. He had one hand on the nape of my neck and the other was on the small of my back, holding me against him.

“You feel what you do to me?” he said softly between our kisses.

“I didn’t do anything,” I replied, tightening my arms around him to press myself harder against him just to mess with him.

“Oh sweetie,” he growled and flipped me onto my back. “You’re playing with fire.”

He started kissing my neck; licking, gently biting with his teeth, and sucking on that spot just below my collarbone.

“Mmmph,” I tried to stifle a moan.

“Scream for me,” he said as he wrapped his lips over my nipple through my bra and shirt.

“Aah,” I screamed as he sucked me hard.

“You like that, huh?” he smiled. “I wonder how much you’d prefer direct contact.”

“Sy…” I breathed out.

“Okay,” he replied to the question I didn’t need to ask as he pulled my shirt over my head.

Instead of taking off my bra, he just pulled the cups down to expose my breasts.

“Perfect,” he said and started licking one nipple as his fingers teased the other.

“Nngh,” I moaned, writhing as he drove me crazy with his licking and sucking.

Eventually he moved to lick the other one and repeated his teasing for the one he’d just been sucking earlier.

“Sylus,” I moaned.

“You taste good, kitten,” he said, nipping me on the swell of my breast. “Let’s see how the rest of you taste.”

I held my breath in anticipation as his hand dipped into my pants to touch me.

“Hmm…” he said, licking his wet fingers after pulling them out. “I like it.”

He started pulling down my pants and I lifted my hips to help him along. When my pants were off, he pulled me lower so that my butt was at the edge of the bed. Kneeling on the floor next to the bed, he put my legs on either of his shoulders to hold them open before moving to put his lips on me.

He kissed me the way he was kissing my mouth earlier. His tongue probed me while his lips nibbled and sucked alternately.

“Nnngh…” I moaned with pleasure. “Sylus…” I called out to him, my hands now in his hair, holding his face against me urging him to keep going.

My body jerked when he put a finger in, and he was now moving his long finger in me as he sucked my sensitive spot. The combination of his finger rubbing my sweet spot and the pressure of his sucking was too much. I screamed as I came, and he pulled out his finger but continued to lick me gently until I’d calmed down.

Sometime later, we were back in his room since we couldn’t risk bumping into my colleagues again.

We lay on the bed on our sides with me snuggled in his arms.

“So do we have a relationship now?” he said as he stroked my back.

“I’ll think about it,” I replied as I nuzzled against his chest, finding a comfortable spot and eventually falling asleep.

Zayne: Cosy Afternoon, Continued...

So, after 2 days of writing, I finally realised the purpose of me doing this - to give the LAD fans the conclusion that always eludes us on our 'dates' with these men. This is the continuation of Zayne's date, "Cosy Afternoon". Enjoy!

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

"Someone had no intention of actually resting to begin with," he smiled. "Then, whatever it is you want to do now, go ahead."

"Anything?" I asked as I leaned down, bracing myself with my elbows in either side if his head as I gazed into his eyes.

"Anything," he said, closing his eyes, as if anticipating the worst.

I dipped down and kissed his forehead gently.

"Mmm..." he said, smiling with his eyes closed. "Is that all you want to do?"

I responded by kissing both his cheeks.

"So this is what I came for?" he asked, smiling with his eyes still closed.

I knew he was teasing me, trying to get me to make the first move. So I decided to tease him back, and moved to nibble his neck on the sensitive spot just below his ear.

He sucked in his breath as I continued, trying to hold back his desire to reciprocate. I continued down his neck to his collarbone, and I started sucking on it gently. That's when his composure broke.

He switched up our positions and held down my hands at the side of my head. Then he leaned down and started to return the favour.

"Someone's really cheeky today," he whispered, and nipped at my earlobe.

"I learnt from a professional," I replied, breathless and squirming with pleasure.

"Such a good student," he replied, nibbling me just below my lips but not kissing me. "How should we reward you?"

I moved my head, trying to catch his lips for a kiss, but he was quick and moved away.

"Zayne..." I whined.

"You didn't answer me," he whispered in my ear.

"Kiss me, Zayne," I moaned in frustration.

He smiled, as if that was the answer he'd been waiting for all along.

"With pleasure," he replied, as he captured my lips in a deep kiss.

I moaned as he deepened the kiss as I felt the heat and moisture growing at my core from just being connected with his lips.

"Hmm..." he said as he pulled away. "You need something else?" he asked, stroking my cheek.

"Zayne... please," I whispered.

He gave me a knowing smile as his hand reached down into my pants to touch me.

"Ah!" I jerked when his fingers made contact with my sensitive core.

"Hmm... I think that needs immediate attention," he said, matter-a-factly as his fingers stroked me.

"Yes," I gasped, tilting my pelvis against his hand.

He pulled his hand out and helped me pull off my pants and underwear. When he came back, his face was between my legs, looking intently as his finger continued stroking and exploring me. 

"Now what do you think we need to do?" he asked as I tried not to writhe too much from the sensations.

"I want you," I said.

He looked up at me and smiled.

"Not so soon," he replied.

Securing my thighs open with both his hands, he leaned down and licked me.

"Zayne!" I exclaimed as my hips buckled from the shock of pleasure.

"Shh..." he said. "I want to taste you first."

He licked me again and again, probing me with his tongue, and then, he started sucking me.

"Mmmph!" I covered my mouth, to stifle what would have been a loud moan.

"You taste good," he said when he stopped for a second before continuing.

"Zayne," I pleaded.

"And you smell good," he said, now kissing me gently in the crook of my thighs, and slowly kissing his way up my body as he lifted my shirt up and over my head.

Once it was out of the way, I pulled him down and kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips.

"I want to feel your skin on mine," I said as we kissed.

Without replying, he moved off to stand next to the bed and started taking off his clothes. While he did, I admired his toned, muscled body as the late afternoon sunlight reflected off it.

"Like what you see?" he asked as he came back onto the bed and pulled me into his arms to cuddle.

"Yeah," I replied, burying my face in his chest.

He held me for a moment as I enjoyed the heat from his body, my foot subconsciously stroked itself against his leg.

"We're going back to sleep?" he asked me, teasingly.

I pulled away, glaring at him.

"Are you kidding?" I said. "After getting me so worked up, you think I can sleep?"

My hands reach down to grasp him. He was already big and hard.

"Nngh," he groaned softly as I stroked his smooth, hot length, and meanwhile his hands were stroking me gently up and down my spine.

"So hard," I whispered, as I continued stroking him.

"Mmm hmm," was all he could respond.

I pulled away and nudged him onto his back, then with one hand still around him, I brought my face closer. His hands reached out to touch my cheeks, then they combed through my hair to pull them away from my face.

I gave his tip a gentle lick, and he sucked in his breath.

"More," he breathed out, and I wrapped my lips around him, taking him into my mouth.

As I moved up and down, sucking and licking, his hands were starting tighten their hold on my hair. It was slightly painful, but it only heightened my desire.

Zayne started moaning as I went on, not holding back, and it spurred me to move faster. I could feel he was almost there, when he reached for my shoulders to pull me up and flip me onto my back.

"That's enough," he panted, and he kissed me deeply.

Then he flipped me onto my stomach and leaned down until I could feel his hot length on my butt. He moved, dragging it down slowly until the tip touched my entrance and he started to tease me with it, rubbing against my wetness.

"Now, Zayne," I moaned, pleading.

His big hands grasped my hip and lifted me slightly, then he was inside with one smooth thrust.

"Aaagh," I cried out at the deep impact.

"More?" he asked.

"Yes, yes," I whimpered and he started driving into me again and again.

I felt myself climbing higher and higher each time he hit me at my deepest spot. He was relentless, going harder and harder as I screamed with pleasure. Just when I couldn't take it anymore, he pulled out and flipped me onto my back, then continued pounding me as he held up both my legs so we had the perfect angle. I shuddered as I hit my climax, and he continued on and came a little after.

Still inside me, he leaned down for a deep kiss.

"Is this your idea of a cosy afternoon?" he smiled as he stroked the sweaty strands of hair away from my face and tucked them behind my ear.

"Yeah," I smiled and pulled him down to kiss him 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.

Zayne: Man of Many Talents 😏

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

I’ve decided to go all in and write Zayne and Rafayel’s too. So here goes for Zayne. I have no idea why with each story, my writing is getting raunchier. LOL! Enjoy!

Recommended songs while reading: Love You Better by GOT7 and Switch It Up by Jay B and sokodomo

“Thank you!” I waved to the nurses as I walked out of the ER.

I had a tougher than usual wanderer fight today and fell quite hard during one of the explosions.

“Oof!” I exclaimed as I collided into someone.

“Steady,” the familiar voice said as he put both hands on my shoulders.

“Zayne!” I exclaimed, surprised.

He glared at the bandage that went from my right shoulder down to my elbow, and my surprised face turned sheepish.

“I just bumped into something,” I started explaining.

“Come,” he said as he grabbed my left hand and pulled me along.

His voice was steady and firm, but I could already feel his blood boiling from the look in his eyes when he saw I’d been hurt.

When we arrived at his office, he gently pushed me into through the doorway, then closed and locked the door.

“It’s just a bruise, Zayne,” I said.

“Today it’s just a bruise, tomorrow will your bones break or your flesh be torn?” he replied.

“I’m a hunter, Zayne.”

“And I never agreed that you keep up with this occupation. Do you know…” he started, and stopped all of a sudden. He’d been walking towards me and had stopped an arm’s length away from me.

“What? What do I know?” I replied, crossing my arms across my chest. It was my turn to get upset now.

He knew the reasons why I became a hunter. And yet, he’s been on my case about this from day one. First it was because of my heart, and now every bruise and scratch I receive gives him reason to continue to talk me out of this job.

“It’s nothing,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose; the way he always does when he’s frustrated with me.

“Come on! Say it again! It’s dangerous. I could die. Why can’t I just get a normal job,” I ranted. “Is that all?”

“I’m sorry,” he apologised as he reached for me to hug me in his arms.

I didn’t hug him back and stood motionless in his arms, my forehead against his chest. I was still seething and wasn’t planning to let it go this time.

“So now you won’t even hug me,” he said softly as he gently stroked my back.

“You deserve it,” I mumbled into his chest.

“Hey,” he said as he used his hand under my chin to tilt my head up to face him.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I had a busy morning and then I had a shock when I saw your arm all bandaged up.”

“I didn’t break anything. It’s just to cover my arm after they applied the salve to reduce the bruising.”

“I overreacted. I know,” he admitted, his hands now coming up to cup either side of my face. “Can I get a kiss now?” he smiled.

I grabbed the lapels of his coat and pulled him down so that our lips met.

He tasted of the mint that the hospital gave out for free.

“That was a good kiss,” he smiled when we pulled apart.

“Yea?” I said. “That was for you. Now this one’s for me,” I said as I pulled him down and kissed him hard.

Play Love You Better from here

It was like I’d sparked a flame in him. His hands that were just resting on my hips a while ago now crushed me against his body.

The kiss went on and on, and I suddenly pulled away, remembering where we were.

“Are you sure it’s okay to do this here?” I asked breathlessly.

“I’m on my break,” he replied, equally breathless.

“I mean in your office?” I said, smacking him lightly on his arm.

“The soundproofing is top notch,” he smirked.

“Zayne!” I exclaimed, giving him another smack on his arm.

“Come here,” he laughed and lifted me up in his arms holding my legs on either side.

“Hey!” I squealed.

He walked towards his desk, sat me down on an empty spot and proceeded to pull my shoes off, tossing them to the side.

“One of your fantasies,” I teased.

“How did you know?” he said as he started kissing and nuzzling my neck.

“Well, we’ve not done it here yet,” I laughed.

“Exactly,” he said.

While we were talking and kissing, his hands had started helping me out of my clothes until I only had my panties on.

“Are you sure?” I asked Zayne. I was getting more hot and breathless as time passed.

“When have I not been?” he said as he led me off the table. “Turn around,” he said, spinning me around and pushing me forward.

I braced both my hands on the edge of the table. Suddenly, I felt something cold moving down my back. I sucked in my breath at the first contact.

“What are you doing, Zayne?” I asked, trying to turn around to look, but he held me so that I couldn’t move.

“Shh… I’m listening,” he said, and that’s when I knew it was his stethoscope.

He’d touch me with his stethoscope, then kiss me where he’d touch me. When he was done ‘listening’, he continued kissing me from the top of my spine all the way to my tailbone.

“You’re getting your panties wet,” he said in his doctor voice. “You need to take it off, Miss.”

“Would you take it off for me, Dr Zayne,” I said, twisting my head slightly just so our eyes would briefly meet.

“With pleasure,” he smiled as he slowly dragged it down my leg and placed it aside. “Don’t move,” he added and I could hear him unzipping his pants.

“Are you going to ‘examine’ me with your ‘equipment’?” I giggled.

“Have you been watching porn or something?” he laughed as he placed his pants on a chair next to my panties and my clothes.

“Isn’t that the usual trope for doctor-patient roleplay?”

“This is not roleplay,” he said as he hugged me from behind. “You are my patient.”

I could feel him hot and hard against my lower back, and it made me even wetter.

“Lean forward,” he said, pushing me down again.

This time, he was touching me there.

“What are we going to do about this?” he said as he caressed me.

“What you do best Dr Zayne,” I replied, my voice sounding more desperate now.

“Oh… and here I thought I was the best at being a cardiac surgeon,” he laughed as he rubbed against my entrance, hot and hard.

“You’re a man of many talents,” I managed to reply.

I was getting breathless, going crazy with want. I wanted him inside.

“Zayne…” I pleaded as he continued to tease me.

“Hmm?” he responded. “What’s that?”

“Please…” I said, and in an instant, he was inside me.

I was going crazy, getting hotter and higher by the second. Maybe it was the thrill of doing it in his office, or maybe because he seemed a bit wilder today and it was turning me on.

As he continued moving, his hands came in front to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples.

“Aah!” I exclaimed, hit by an electric shock of pleasure.

“Look at me,” he said as he pulled out and turned me around.

He lifted me back onto the table, and he was back inside me as I wrapped my legs around him.

He pulled me closer and kissed me hard as he kept moving.

“Mmmph, Zayne,” I breathed against his lips. “Don’t stop,” I moaned.

“Definitely… not… stopping…” he said with each thrust.

My hands grabbed his hair at the back of the head, guiding his face to my breasts. His lips latched onto one breast and he started sucking hard.

"Oh!" I exclaimed as the pleasure from the pain hit me.

"That's going to leave a mark," he chuckled when he lifted his head, then he gave the mark a lick as if to make it feel better.

"I don't care," I said, holding his face in my hands and kissing him hard.

"You're driving me crazy," he said when he pulled away, and started thrusting harder and faster.

"Yes!" I screamed, throwing back my head as the feeling of ecstasy hit me.

That day, we tried out a few more spots in his office until his break time was over.

 

Xavier: Taking It Slow

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

Another untitled one shot, but this time for Xavier of Love and Deepspace. Still inspired by Jay B and sokodomo's Switch It Up, but the atmosphere is definitely different this time. Enjoy!

Update: Decided to title it 'Taking It Slow'

Recommended songs while reading: AURA by GOT7 and Switch It Up by Jay B and sokodomo

“Where are you?” Xavier asked as soon as I answered my phone.

“I’m just a street away from our place,” I replied as I tried to speed up my walk.

“Slow down,” he laughed.

“How did you know I was speeding up?”

“Your breathing got a little faster,” he said.

That’s Xavier for you. You’d think all he does was nap and read, but when it comes to me, he could sense the slightest differences.

“Be there in 5 minutes,” I smiled to myself.

“See ya,” he replied, and we both hung up.

I got to our lobby and groaned when I saw that the lift was out of order. Just my luck, and I told him I was arriving in 5 minutes.

I started climbing the stairs 2 steps at a time. By the time I got to his door, I was gasping like a fish. He opened the door as soon as I rang the bell.

“I thought I told you to slow down,” he frowned as I walked past him into his apartment.

“The lift was out of order,” I gasped as I sat down on the floor to pull off my boots.

“You shouldn’t have ran up the stairs. I’m sure you had enough running done today when you were chasing those wanderers,” he said.

He held out his hand and I grasped it so that he could help me off the floor. As soon as I was upright, he tugged a bit harder so I fell into his arms.

“Oof,” I said as my face crashed into his chest.

“You ok?” he laughed, his hands coming up to hold each side of my face to check if I was injured.

“It’s good you know your chest doesn’t provide a soft landing,” I laughed. “I’m OK.”

He sighed, his thumbs gently tracing my face from cheek down behind my ear as he put one hand behind my neck, tilting my face to look up at him.

“Hi,” I looked up and smiled at him.

“Hi,” he replied softly and pulled my face closer until our lips met.

It was a slow and gentle kiss. He’d kiss me and pull away slightly, then come back in again. I pulled him closer out of frustration and deepened the kiss.

“Always in a hurry,” he laughed, nibbling my lips gently when we slowed down again.

“You enjoy teasing me,” I pouted.

“I’m savouring you, not teasing you,” he replied. “Come let’s get you showered and we can eat.”

I walked into the bathroom and found a towel, my oversized shirt and underwear neatly hung on the hooks, ready for when I was done with my shower. We’ve been slowly leaving things in each other’s apartments, even though I only lived above his. Sometimes, instead of using the door, Xavier just climbs up from his balcony to mine.

After that nice hot shower, my body felt so relaxed, and my eyes were threatening to close. I sat on an armchair and was towelling my hair when Xavier squeezed in behind me.

“Let me,” he said, taking the towel from me.

“If you do that I’m going to end up falling asleep on you.”

“Then sleep,” he said as he gently toweled my hair.

The way he was massaging my scalp and hair was lulling me to sleep.

“Xav…” I yawned.

“It’s alright. Rest,”

“Dinner…” I mumbled and finally gave in to sleep.

I pretty much just leaned back into him, making him a part of the armchair.

“We’ll eat later,” he chuckled softly.

I could vaguely feel him combing his fingers through my hair after he stopped using the towel. When he finally stopped, he carefully got out of the armchair, then carried me to the bedroom.

Sometime later, I woke up and found myself sleeping on Xavier’s arm. He’d also fallen asleep while letting me use his arm as a pillow. I snuggled closer to him and his arms automatically came around to hug me.

“You’re awake,” he said planting a gentle kiss on top of my head, his eyes still closed.

“Mmm hmm,” I replied, nuzzling my face against his chest.

“Stop that,” he laughed and tried to pull away.

“I’m taking in your scent,” I replied, tightening my arms around him.

“Come on,” he laughed. “Don’t start something now.”

“What am I starting?” as I stopped and looked up at his face.

His eyelids were lowered like he was about to fall asleep, but his eyes were definitely focused on me. I could see the heat creeping up on his face, and at the same time, I started to feel the heat against my thigh that he had secured between his legs.

“Oh…” I said, and giggled.

Play AURA from here

“Now you’ve done it,” he said, pulling me in a tight hug so that our bodies were flush against each other’s.

“Mmm… I’d say we’ve not done anything yet,” I smiled cheekily.

“You…” he sighed, kissing me on the forehead.

Without warning, he flipped us so that I was on my back and he was straddling each side of my hips.

“Xav?” I said.

“Yes?” he said as he leaned down to kiss me.

I opened my mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss. As he kissed me his hand slowly inched up on either side of my thighs until he was grasping my butt.

I moaned against his lips, and I could feel him smile as he slowly moved his kisses down to my chin and my neck. All I could do was grasp his hair as he kissed, licked and sucked my skin gently, moving down to my navel. Then he looked up at me, smiling and yet questioning at the same time.

I nodded as I bit my lip, anticipating what was coming next. He gently pulled my panties down my legs and tossed them on the bedside table. Now all I had on was an oversized shirt I kept at his place for when I stayed the night.

Without warning, he was between my legs, licking me and sucking gently as I squirmed in pleasure.

“Xavier… ah!” I almost screamed when he put a finger in. “Ah!” I called out as he found the sweet spot.

“Good?” he asked me, moving back up to face me, his finger still moving inside me.

“So good,” I breathed and covered my hand over my mouth before I moaned too loudly.

“More?” he asked, and I nodded, not trusting myself to speak in case I screamed.

He pushed another finger in, and my hips buckled as I arched my body in pleasure.

“You feel so warm,” he said and kissed me deeply. “I wanna be inside.”

“Yes,” I replied, although it wasn’t a question.

He stood up for a moment to take off his pants, and then he was back. I could feel him, hot and hard against my thigh as he gave me another deep kiss. Then he lined himself up and pushed in slowly.

“Mmph,” I moaned, trying to suppress my moan against his muscular shoulder.

When he was finally all in, he stopped for a moment so I could adjust to him.

“Okay?” he asked me, gazing into my eyes as he pushed away the strands of hair that have fallen in front of my face.

“All good,” I smiled and kissed him gently on the lips.

Then, he started moving.

His pace was slow and steady, but as we progressed, his thrusts became harder each time, cause me to call out each time he pushed into me.

"Xav! Ah!" I whimpered desperately. 

"Not yet," he said breathily as he flipped me onto my stomach.

"Can we keep going?" he whispered into my ear as he teased my entrance with just the tip.

"Now, Xavier," I moaned in frustration, and he pushed into me.

My hands grasped the sheets tightly as he drove deeper into me.

"Touch me," I pleaded.

He slid his hands from my hips to my breast and squeezed them hard as he picked up speed.

"Come with me," he whispered, and I did.

We didn’t get to eat dinner till it was close to midnight.