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So if anyone was curious how I’ve been today with the new banner drop…here’s the luck of the day (and yes I do pay for shit in this game, I don’t leave my house and survive on top ramen)

So ya. I saved up a fuck ton of diamonds before hand and those 30 free pulls made it so I didn’t have to spend a lot of money. Can’t wait for Xavier’s birthday. (Gods I can’t believe I now have all the companions that are available in the wish pool)

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You're a real one for that butthole chart. I shared it in a discord server and got in trouble. But thank you anyway, you're a real one.

OMFG YOU GOT IN TROUBLE HOMIE ON GOD FUCKING BLESS BRO

I made the chart for the people. They needed to know. Some people can't handle the truth. The truth can be a scary thing. By on god, the people NEEDED IT.

It's not my fault the server you posted in had the FUN POLICE get mad.

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LADS Rafayel: Habanbonkas | NSFW

I am obsessed with man tiddies y'all. I can't help it. Let me suck on them.

Pairings: Rafayel x Reader Warnings: Sucking boobies, slight crack, subtle grinding, switch Rafayel, bottom Rafayel, Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Rafayel

"Let me just play with them. Paint them. Touch then. Caress them!" You said as you grabbed onto Rafayel's arm." You grabbed onto Rafayel's arm. You were basically whining as you grabbed hold of him, trying to convince him to let you do something with his chest.

He had been trying to walk away from you, go to the kitchen and grab something to eat. You weren't about to let him though, you absolutely needed to do something about his chest. He had gotten a lot of paint on his shirt earlier when he accidentally fell onto his paint palette, and instead of going to change his shirt, he just took it off and was painting shirtless.

You had been staring at him ever since. How his chest seemed to move every time he took in a deep breath, the slightest jiggle of his pecs whenever he shifted. You had literally been drooling over the thought of this man and you needed him in every which way.

"I feel like I'm getting deja-vu…" He muttered as he opened the fridge to look inside. You were still tugging his arm, but the man wasn't budging.

"Please Raf, let me just suck on your tiddies! They're massive. They're huge. Perfect. Your habanbonkas are delectable!" you whined out loud and Rafayel closed the fridge and looked at you. His arms crossed over his chest to hide it a bit from your view. You could see the slightest flush on his cheeks as he glared down at you.

"Why are you so obsessed with them?" He finally asked and you stared at him for a moment. A few more seconds of silence passed between the two of you before you decided to just show him exactly why you were obsessed with his chest.

You took the bottom of your shirt and lifted it all the way, showing Rafayel your chest in the middle of the kitchen. You had nothing underneath the shirt since you were planning on going to bed soon. You could see his eyes bulging out of their sockets as he stared down at your chest for a little too long.

His gaze then snapped back to your own, his cheeks completely scarlet as he opened his mouth to say something. You dropped your shirt down and smirked, "Understand why I'm so obsessed with your own chest now?"

Rafayel took a deep breath, "Okay, understandable, you have a point. So what did you want? To just…suck on them?" He finally asked with a sigh.

"That's exactly what I want actually." You were grabbing his hand and dragging him back to the living area. Rafayel let out a noise of protest as you began dragging him down onto the couch. As soon as he was there you were sitting on his lap. His hands found your hips right away since you had been in this position with him many times in the past.

"You have five minutes." he decided, "And then I get to play with your chest." this was agreeable. There was a lot you could do in five minutes.

You didn't even speak as you went to kiss right between his chest. Both your hands going to grope one of his tits as you squeezed them together. Your thumb flicked the nipples there before just squeezing the taut skin. You heard a small gasp from him as your actions and you smirked as you placed another kiss on his skin.

Then your mouth was going to wrap around one of his nipples. Your tongue swirled over it as you let out a content hum, your other hand pinching the nipple that wasn't occupied by your mouth. Rafayel let out another small, cute noise as he rolled his hips up into you without even thinking about it.

You continued these motions, coming off one of his nipples with a loud wet pop. The bud was hardened and wet as your thumb went over it. Rafayel let out a proper groan this time when your mouth found his other nipple. You began lapping at it, sucking it into your mouth and he hissed when he felt your teeth gently grazing it.

"A-ah," he said as he noticed the time, "It's my t-turn mhn!" he said as you bit down a bit harder and looked up at him. You gave it one more lick and popped off it as well.

"You sure you want me to take a break from this?" You asked, noticing how hard he was.

Rafayel looked away from you with a flush, "Yes," he finally said and you sighed. You shifted on his lap to back away. You then went to take off your own shirt, tossing it over the back of the couch.

You took one of his hands and placed it over one of your breasts, "Alright, then you have five minutes." you said with a smirk, "Then I think after I want to play with you using my mouth a lil more." you chuckled and he groaned.

You ground down on his lap and he finally moved forward, "Is that a promise?" he asked as you brushed his bangs out of his face.

"Of course, I want every part of you in my mouth, fishie. Now go on, we had a deal," you chuckled and he looked down at your chest. Five minutes. Only five minutes and you'd have him moaning from your mouth again. You guess letting him play with your chest would be worth it for that.

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LADS Xavier: Buzz | NSFW

Ahahaha it goes buzz in this one, guys.

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Pairings Xavier x Reader Warnings Public Play, Vibrators in Ass, Bottom Xavier Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

Xavier let out a sigh as you two made your way to the store. His hand holding your own with his fingers laced between yours. He had a content smile on his face as he bumped his shoulders into your own. You looked up at him, shooting him a smirk.

"And pray tell, what has you so happy, bunny?" you asked, already knowing the answer. He had a subtle blush on his cheeks and despite how embarrassed he was with the current situation, he couldn't help the excitement building in him. He tugged at the hem of his cardigan with his free hand, playing with the edges of it.

"It's nothing," he assured you as you finally got to the store. The air was cooler than it was outside as you made your way in. You looked over the list of items you needed to grab and looked over at him.

"Alright, come on, baby boy," you said, not even bothering to be quiet. He tensed up for a moment at the blatant nickname, but it wasn't like there was anyone else around at the moment. He let go of your hand as he took the list from you, going over the items on it.

"We should start with things that don't need to be in the fridge," he murmured, already walking over there. You chuckled, your own hands in your hoodie pocket. The nice white fabric was soft and cozy, as one would expect from a hoodie owned by Xavier.

You watched as he looked down the aisle until he found what he needed. You couldn't stop yourself from playing with the little remote in your pocket, the smooth object only being interrupted by the buttons.

Then you watched Xavier kneel down. You checked the surrounding area and once you were certain it was clear, you clicked it on. The reaction was immediate as Xavier dropped the loaf of bread he was picking up. A small gasp escaping him as his shoulders tensed up. Really it had been him to suggest this kind of play. Your naughty bunny always having fun ideas for the two of you.

Still, the shit eating grin on your face spread as you watched him slowly turn his head. His face had a giant flush on it and he adorned a pout. Those cerulean eyes pleading with you as you clicked it off. You were satisfied with the fact that the buzzing couldn't really be heard, but you just knew he felt every single piece of the prostate massaged he had up his tight heat.

"D-did you really turn it to the highest setting," his voice was a hushed whisper and you couldn't help but laugh, covering your mouth to stifle the grin.

"Babes…that was not the highest setting," your voice was also low as you looked around. Then you clicked the toy again, putting it as high as it would go. This time you could hear the buzz of it and it had him dropping on his knees, using his hands to support him in the middle of the aisle as he covered his mouth to stop the moan.

You were quick to turn it off for his sake, not wanting to draw any attention. While this was fun for the two of you, you highly doubted any onlookers would be impressed. Xavier took a moment to catch his breath, shooting you a small glare. He stood up on slightly wobbly feet and coughed into his fist.

"You were right," he mumbled out. You couldn't stop yourself from taking hold of his shirt and quickly dragging him down for a kiss.

"Sweetheart, did you need to use the restroom real fast?" you muttered against him. You watched his throat bob as he swallowed thickly. He tried clearing his throat as he looked around. His hand going to cover his mouth and look away from you.

"I'll be fine," you clicked it again at his words and his hand found purchase on your shoulder as you turned it back off, "I think," he got out.

"We'll see about that. We're only on our first item of the evening. You going to be okay? Still want to do this?" you asked, giving him an out if he needed it. You guys hadn't even tested the toy before going into public with it.

Xavier only cleared his throat and nodded, "Yes, I am very okay," he took your hand and began leading you through the store, his pace quicker now.

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Zayne so clean he off the charts

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Our boys are being boys <3

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Omfg I am DYING this is too good omfg 😭😭😭 frfr these men be seeing minors trying to get in their pants and they straight up like “Nah dawg” and fucking poofs outta there and getting some milk.

But like real talk, there have been some minors absolutely WILDIN on Twitter (dunno about tumblr). Getting weirded out by adults playing this game as tho we ain’t the ones funding this shit.

This game wouldn’t be able to be this good without us ancient, decrepit beings spending our adult money on it. They want free to play but like dawg straight up it needs funding n shit for a game to be this well made. We wouldn’t have nearly the amount of content if this was free to play or marketed towards minors. It’s 13+ so they ain’t gotta catch hands with any app stores, but they made some of the guys 27/28 like bruh. Das around my age. Its like dating men my age.

So ya if you’re a minor reading this, I dun care wtf you’re soon homie, just don’t be bothering with the adults, who have made an adult space in a game…marketed for adults. You do you boo idk but leave the adults alone, we’re the ones funding this shit bruh.

😭HOW WOULD THE LADS REACT TO A MINOR BEING OBSESSED WITH THEM 😭

Okay first thing first shout out again for @chaos-in-deepspace for being my eyes since I can't use Twitter in Brasil cuz ELON MUSK IS A LIL BITCH

So basically in Twitter there was some minors trying to ward away adults from playing the game because it's "cringe" and they "didn't want old grown ups in there" (as if the game isn't fund by our adult money 🤡🤡🤡) and I guess y'all can see what am I doing here cuz I can't take anything serious and I thought it would be funny LMAOOOOOO.

Tags: crack fic, stalking, our boys actually get harassed here tho 😭😭😭😭, bullet fic, gifs and emoji usage, possible spoilers about anecdotes or myths, proof reading? Proof read DEEZ NUT- Pairing: The lads boys, Yvone, Greyson.

Okay we all know he's a sweetheart 🫶🏼

Pretty soft, pretty responsible, a bit of an air head but honestly we all trust our little Xavier baby

Unless when it comes to cooking 💀

So when a high schooler girl come at him, wiggling eyebrows in her school uniform saying some weird stuff like calling him "onii-san 😋😆" or whatever he's like 🙂😐🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

He thinks that they are lost and straight up ask "Where's your parents little kid?" And he's already looking around to see if there's any adult looking like they're searching something or someone.

And he doesn't pay any mind to the girl saying weird stuff like "I'm inviting you to a date!" Or "You're super hot!"

But when the weird kid grab his arm and start rubbing their chest on his bicep and lifting their (ALREADY) short skirt he's like:

Bro 💀

When I said that he TELEPORTED OUTTA THERE 🧍🏼‍♂️💨

And then he came back,

Only to teleport them with him,

TO THE POLICE STATION 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

Then like the good ole Xavier we all know he is:

Okay I love hating on Sylus and his pure discord mod Wattpad "My parents sold me to a rich mafia guy" 2016 behavior

But low-key I feel bad for him cuz he's literally the biggest victim of every mischaracterization and thirst from minors 🤡🤡🤡🤡

RIP mister Onycoochie leader

But yeah anyways this man did not escape from an intergalactic prison to catch another case

MUCH LESS BY BEING A PREDATOR 💀💀💀💀

HE LITERALLY HUNTS DOWN PREDATORS ON the N109 ZONE AND SHUT DOWN HUMAN TRAFFICKING BRO 😭😭😭😭😭(that's my personal headcanon btw cuz I think he's that cool yanno?)

So when there's this little girl that is like 13 chasing after him at first he thinks it's cute, and even humors her little crush thinking that when she grows up he will tease her about it

Just like these older guys that you grew up with and are kinda like your older brothers or uncles?

Yeah, that's what he was thinking about.

So that's literally his face the moment he hears A KID saying something FOUL as calling him "Daddy 🥰😘"

Nah dawg 💀

This is literally the next 10 seconds of it:

He's kicking their ass away from his shawtie ewwww ur a kid what the hell is wrong with you

Will be forever traumatized 😭😭😭😭

Whenever you invite him somewhere and he end up hearing a squeal of a teenager he's hiding in a coner like he has PTSD 😭😭😭

(which is kinda crazy because how can a guy this tall disappear like that tho?)

He still feel nervours at the plushie arcade, he says that it's because he doesn't like crowded spaces, which is not a lie, but he mostly wanna avoid the hours where kids leave school and stuff

no, he won't ever tell you why he have beef with teens 💀💀💀

OKAY SO HE

He is popular and he knows

And he low-key hates it

Cuz my guy just wanna paint and be a simp in peace 😮‍💨✊🏽

So when there's this girl following him in every event

Every single art exhibition

He's so done 💀

Brothar when I tell you that the first thing he wanna do is to go BACK to the sea like this:

I ain't joking 😭😭😭

My brother is calling the police

He's calling you 😭😭😭😭😭

He's calling Thomas while he's screaming like he's in a terror movie

Kid he ain't gonna look at no minor, he definitely will be like:

Please save him 😭

ACTUALLY 😭😭😭😭

He already had problems with unwanted crushes

which i mean look at him 😳

If i was to be saved and his handsome face is the first thing i see ill be straight up thinking I'm in heaven bro 💀

Like bro will be holding my heart and I'll bre like "What are we?"

Like, a bit rude for him start to yell saying "WHY ARE YOU AWAKE?" and "QUICK, SEDATE HER!" like damn, okay boo chill😔✊🏽

But Zayne have one specific thing,

He doesn't attend to teenagers

I mean yes, he sometimes work on the pedriatic area, but he personally asks to Greyson to deal with the patients around the age of 12-17

But sometimes, shit hits the fan, wanderers show up and when he checks the next patient and he sees their age he's like:

No, just, NO.

It just happened once.

And it was enough 💀

Especially because his job requires a certain charisma, and a lot of patiency.

And people tend to think that only woman suffers with harassement.

And if you're a man, you should not be a "wuss" and be gratefull to have woman looking your way.

And if it's a kid, people take even less serious 💀

So you can guess how much of a hostage situation he was in, when there was this 14 year-old girl, following him around, hugging his waits and calling him "Oppa 🥹🥹"

Just to think about it he shivers uncomfortably 😣

God bless Yvone for noticing and ACTUALLY taking him serious, when he told her, that he was uncomfortable, and he didn't know what to do.

The little girl didn't like her, but Yvone could't care less, she got bills to pay 🙄✋🏽

Now she wards away little girls that get too excited over doctors, she's the "mean evil bitch" but she's the hero for all the young doctors that are in these though situation, and the doctors in response are always ready to play boyfriend or scare away some over excited male patients that bother the nurses.

So yeah fellas hope yall laughed cuz i thought it was hilarious as heck 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Take care! And don't let weird kids creep you out 🥰

Now please someone, close the gates from this game THE KIDS ARE IN THE GODDAMN CLUB AAAAAAAAAAAA😭😭😭😭😭

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Aight so if y'all don't know what Siming is, check this out. Literally Zayne's entire story kinda revolves around this, and this will help clarify a lot. I wanna say in the trailer for Shifu it mentions this, but in the English version it got lost in translation.

But literally guys...GUYS! If you're a Zayne fan, you gotta read this. He dumbed it down for us so it's easy to understand. Shed some light on Zayne, because out of everyone's lore (minus Sylus since we still don't have much background on him), Zayne's is the most confusing since he legit never even says anything about it.

So ya. This post? Gold. Beautiful. You need to read it. Or I will call you a fake Zayne fan. I'll bully you if I need to.

Zayne and Siming

First of all, if you’re unfamiliar with the lore of Love and Deepspace, and don’t want to be majorly spoiled for just about everything (mainly Zayne’s lore), then I suggest you skip for now until you learn more. Unless you don’t care about spoilers, then go ahead.

I think that to all of us, so far, other than Sylus(who can blame him, he’s new), Zayne is the most confusing character to the Western audience. Rafayel tells us he’s a mermaid every other sentence, and Xavier has more than a few clues pointing to the fact that he’s a time traveler from another planet and possibly immortal?

Zayne’s main thing that seems to be talked about frequently in his cards and events are more so things related to Gods, fate, and fortune telling. And for me, for a while, this didn’t make a ton of sense to me, because I felt like I didn’t really have anything super specific to compare it to, but clearly he’s not just based off of anything random, you’re meant to recognize him as some specific God of Fate/reader of fate. And then Infold released this video when they released Master of Fates, and I realized that in Chinese, the myth was called Da Siming, which is a real Chinese god. So I got to work. Welcome to my Ted Talk on why Zayne’s entire story, mainly focusing on his main story counterpart, is still Siming in modern day Linkon City. 

Disclaimer: I am no Chinese mythology expert, this is simply what I’ve learned from Google and what that video Infold released tells us.

Who is Siming?

Siming is a Chinese deity or deified functionary of that title(meaning this title can pass from person to person) who makes fine adjustments to human fate (meaning you can pray to him for things as small as a chest cold etc)

He is referred to in Chinese as almost a secretary, his job in allocating human lifespans is almost a bureaucratic one. Think a guy in an insurance office.

Siming's main duty/power is the balancing of yin and yang, specifically in regards to human health/lifespans. He has the power to either shorten or lengthen life essentially as he sees fit (as long as it doesn't fuck things up too badly).

There can be more than one Siming at a time, who take on slightly different roles. Such as Da Siming(Greater Siming) acting as a Priest of Death, and a Shao Siming(Lesser Siming) acting as a Priest of Birth (this is just an example taken from a movie)

other titles (aside from Master of Fate) include Director of Allotted Life Spans, and Director of Destinies

While the 'job' of Siming can be passed down to multiple different people, the length of time they end up serving as Siming can result in different qualifying titles being added to them. 'Da Siming' (which is the one Infold told the story of when they released Shifu in that video apparently no one watched) would be more revered. "Da" means big, or greater, meaning he held that title for a great period of time. Bitch was tenured.

The 3 deathbringers

Essentially 3 spirits who take residence in the 3 energy centers of the human body. (head, chest, abdomen. probably only the chest would be relevant to us, given that Zayne is a cardiac surgeon)

these spirits enter the human body at birth, and seek to hasten the death of their hosts. 

Siming controls the process of these deathbringers killing their hosts, he may or may not permit it. 

to regulate this process, Siming relies on reports given to him by the deathbringers, which are brought to him on specific dates. Based on what he learns he may or may not use that information (and possibly other information) to decide whether or not to shorten or lengthen that specific persons lifespan. 

This bitch is not making sweeping decisions, he's looking at every individual person.

humans are believed to have various things available to alter the judgment of Siming regarding their fates, such as interfering with the reporting process, praying to Siming or his superiors, or following treatment from a doctor to improve the yin-yang balance, and thus extend their lifespan.

Other things:

There's a story about an ancient man who finds a skull on the ground, and mourns the fact that this person never had a proper burial. He lays down on the skull and uses it as a pillow, then has a dream where the skull comes to him and tells him about the tranquility and happiness found in death. The man tells the skull that he could petition Siming to bring him back to life, and then he would be able to return to his family. The skull denies he would want that, asking rhetorically to the man, 'why would anyone in such a peaceful and happy place as death ever want to return to the suffering of living?'

Where do we see these elements pop up in Zayne’s story?

Now, we already know that at the very least Zayne’s Master of Fate myth is heavily based on this deity, and you can see some elements of Siming in Foreseer as well. Foreseer most likely takes place in the far future from Master of Fates given that he resides on Philos, and we know that Philos is the planet humanity started inhabiting only after Earth was destroyed. Philos is also where both Xavier and Sylus are from. This is no Xavier lore post, but if you know anything about his lore, you know that he’s come back in time from the future. There will be a section on Foreseer below, but for now I want to focus on why I believe Zayne is still Siming in present day Linkon City.

The story of the man and the skull immediately brought me back to the World Underneath: Snowy Stairs, where Carter is actively trying to recruit Zayne to Xander Sciences for the purpose of bringing people back from the dead.

Snowy Stairs

First, we see Carter come across (well he’s kind of stalking him actually) Zayne who is consoling a child about the death of their dog, Pilot. The child is asking him to do something to save the dog, and Zayne simply tells him that he’s already dead, while Carter pulls out a Protocore and tells the child that he can bring the dog back to life with it.  

Carter and Zayne then have a mostly one sided conversation about the morals and ethics of using Protocores to bring people and animals back to life. Carter asks Zayne if the natural law is an unshakable moral boundary, or if it’s a comfort people use. 

I see two things here: As Siming, the ability for humans to bring themselves back to life despite the natural law would be a great disruption to the balance of fate, or yin and yang, which would explain why Zayne is so against this process, even though he himself was clearly interested in it at one point for the sole and selfish reason of keeping MC from dying. It seems to me that although Zayne is Siming, MC has some sort of destined death associated with her that is outside of his jurisdiction. Possibly because he has shirked his duties in order to keep her safe in the past (shielding her with umbrellas instead of killing her like he was supposed to as the Master of Fates.)

Carter then tells Zayne of a patient who is on the verge of death and asks him to come take a look and help them at Xander Sciences. Zayne does not appear, and though they seemingly have all the tools to save the man, they still fail. Is it maybe because as Siming, Zayne truly does alone have the power to control life and death? 

Carter then shouts as Zayne gets up to leave: “Our job is to save people. If we can control life and death, why shouldn’t we?!” Which is another clear reference to the job of Siming and the delicate balance he maintains. 

Side note, something else they’re referring to in this part is possibly this procedure of bringing life back has something to do with the creation of Wanderers? Unsure.

Then, Zayne oversees a couple essentially praying to have their son back. Siming controls life and death, and may respond to prayers if he so chooses to. He doesn’t bring the man back to life, but instead cleans the body so that the parents may properly say goodbye to their son. 

In this anecdote what we learn is that Zayne alone is seen as capable of controlling life and death, and it is implied that in whatever research he did on this subject, he found a solution. One that he rejects, possibly because it is a process that can and will result in creating Abominations, as seen in the Dawnbreaker anecdote. Wanderers/Abominations may be like the undead, resulting in these people not finding the proper peace in death. 

Other main story things

Mainly what I’m seeing in main story/event stories is that we are talking about Siming a lot with our present day Zayne, in terms of Gods of fate, and etc(Spceifically I’m thinking about the silk balls event, where that was the main focus of the conversation with him).

Foreseer/Master of Fates

Like I said, I don’t want to go into too much detail on Foreseer, but the fact that he has the power to see into Fate, and has superiors (Astra) tells me that he at least has some of the same powers as he did when he was the Master of Fates. Master of Fates seems to be a more peaceful era of his life as Siming, where I am assuming that all of the slips and scrolls MC is helping him record are indeed related to his ‘reporting’ as Siming, going back to the idea that Siming is more or less a sort of secretary, a record keeper. I believe he fell out of favor with the Gods when he chose to protect MC instead of killing her as he was told by either one of his deathbringers, or one of his superiors(I’m inclined to think it’s the latter).

I believe that after the moment when he chooses to protect MC rather than kill her as he said he would, he went on the run. We later find him as Dr. Zayne, and something happens in the story(we don't know yet) which results in him becoming the Foreseer. 

Foreseer was supposed to let her die as well, or possibly never even meet her, but he instead chooses to finally accept the consequences of his actions as Master of Fates and possibly Dr. Zayne and instead sacrifices himself so that she can live as a sort of. Equal exchange. 

That's uh… that's all I got right now! Will possibly add more to this post later we shall see. Basically I feel like I’m just seeing a lot of parallels between all of Zayne’s major character beats/themes and this specific Chinese deity, and by the Rafayel Precedent(telling us he’s a mermaid and then turning out to be a mermaid), I would not be surprised at all if Dr. Zayne in the main story ends up just being Siming.

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LADS Zayne: Full Body Inspection | NSFW

This was based off his birthday event guys. In the car? Like...excuse me? Sir?

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Pairings: Zayne x Reader Warnings: Public Shenanigans, In a car, hand jobs, Bottom Zayne Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Zayne

Your hands glided along Zayne's body, watching as his breath hitched when they went over his chest, "And might I ask where I earned this distrust?" Zayne said, a small smirk playing on his lips. It was wiped off for a moment as you squeezed his chest, making his gasp.

He knew damn well the exact reason you were needing to do this. Your hands were on his stomach for a second, feeling his abs, then trailing to his hips hips; you were feeling him up there, squeezing the skin there and he shifted a little in the driver's seat of the car. You two hadn't even made it out of the hospital parking lot when your hands were all over him.

"Because you're a workaholic," you reminded him coolly. You checked his pockets, finding nothing in there, and slowly you moved down. Your hands on his thick thighs, feeling how the muscles seemed to flex underneath your grip. His legs parted slightly, a subtle shift that was enough for you to notice something between his legs. Of course your cute boy would be getting all riled up from something like this. He was always so responsive to your touch, it was nice and always did the job in riling you up as well.

"If you're so insistent on doing a full body search, it's only fair I check you as well," he said, his voice coming out a little breathier than normal. You smirked at his words, glancing up at him.

"And what could I be hiding, hm?" you said, tilting your head. You then acted surprise as your hands went to the front of his pants, cupping his straining erection, "Oh look, it appears you were hiding something from me," you said, "I think I need to take a closer look,"

Your entire body was already on the center console of the car, and you had no intention on bending over it. That didn't mean you couldn't still make a mess out of the man, unzipping his pants with ease. His cock springing free as soon as you pulled his underwear out of the way.

"W-wait, not here," Zayne said, going to grab your wrist before you could wrap your hand around his length. You gave him a curious look, clearly not amused by this.

"And why not?" you asked, wanting him to give you a proper explination. He was the one getting hard from you doing a search on him. You could see Zayne glance out of the windows of his car. Even though he had tinted windows, if someone looked hard enough they'd be able to see what was going on. Any of his coworkers could walk by and see you making a mess out of the Chief Surgeon. "It's fine, this should be fast. Clearly you haven't been able to jack off with your wrist hurting, and I know I've been a bit busy with work alongside you. This will be fast," you teased.

Zayne groaned as he let go of your wrist and allowed you to wrap it around his cock. It was already so wet, leaking precum and he groaned the moment you pressed a thumb against it. You chuckled, loving his reaction as you worked your hand on him. Zayne leaned forward, hunching over to block himself from view, his head pressed against the steering wheel.

His hazel eyes locking onto you, but they were already getting hazy with lust. His eyes hooded and face flush so pretty, and it was all for you. You couldn't help but moan alongside him, feeling yourself getting hot between the legs. Your hand began working faster, the sound now echoing in his car.

Small gasps and moans were pulled from Zayne as he looked down at his lap for a moment, seeing how your hand easily fucked his cock. His dick twitched at the sight, and then when they went back to you he could see the effect he was having on you. He knew the moment you were home, you'd be all over him again.

He let out a groan then, the thought alone had suddenly sent him over the edge. His cock spurting cum all over his pants as you worked him through it. He was shaking as he looked back with wide eyes. You brought your hand to your face, licking his release and speaking, "Drive, baby boy," who was he to deny you?

[chaos-in-deepspace]

Breaking From Long Form Fics

As the title says, I'm taking a small break from the super long fics. As much as I enjoy writing them, they do take a lot of time and are my main focus for literally weeks. Instead I'll probably be posting mainly drabbles. I have some crack fics I wanna write up as well, maybe a few headcanon posts. I'm just doing my own thing and having fun with writing mainly. I do have a Xavier fic I wrote up that I don't think I've posted just yet...I did give him a pussy so we could eat him out. I think that fic is like 7k words. I also have a HUGE Sylus pegging fic that is almost completely outlined that I'll be working on and off for a while. It'll probably be another 20k fic, but it'll be broken into 3-4 parts. Well there's my lil update for you guys. Taking it easy. Enjoying life. Vibing. Thriving. Being gay af. The dream.

Oh and disclaimer...my drabbles are probably gonna be unedited. I might go through for major typos, but other than that we ball.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

LADS Xavier: Suck | NSFW

Eyoooooo a lil drabble for Xavie baby. I'll probably be posting mainly drabbles for a while. Taking a break from long form content just for a bit so I can have some extra fun. Also, ahem, this is an unedited drabble, so there might be typos.

Pairings Xavier x Reader Warnings Strap On Sucking, Begging, Men Crying. Bottom! Xavier, Safe Words Mentioned Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

Xavier looked up at you, his hands tied behind his back as your strap tapped his lips. He was naked in front of you, while you had managed to remain almost fully clothed. You had put him in bunny ears as well, the tail being a plug snugly in his ass. His weeping cock tied up against his stomach so you could watch as it leaked from his current stance.

He had already forgotten what he had said to earn him in this place. He knew on your date he had been a little…sassier than normal. He didn't think he deserved this though.

"Come on, bunny, open," You cooed, taking his chin between your fingers. Xavier groaned but kept his lips shut, giving you a small, almost defiant pout. You clicked your tongue as you took your foot, pressing it against his erection. He hissed, letting out a pained moan when you placed the tip of it into his mouth.

The silicone toy wasn't the worst mouth feel, but he was…different. You had never made him suck it before. You took the back of his head as you got a little closer, forcing the strap down his throat. He let out a groan as he tried to accommodate the girth of it. You hadn't even bothered getting one of the small toys tonight, instead opting for a nice medium sized strap. It was in a pale yellow tone as well, with shimmers in there. You had bought it just for him and he normally loved the feel, but like this?

"Come on, you loved opening your mouth and running it earlier, why not now?" You asked, making him glide further down on it. Xavier finally gave in, knowing he wouldn't be winning. So he decided to just do as you asked and suck the fake cock in his mouth. He was rewarded by you letting up on his dick, letting it rest against his stomach.

Once you noticed he was doing what he was told, you let up and just gently held the back of his head. You ran your hair through the silky locks and then played with the little evol ears, watching as they twitched in response to your prodding. You chuckled, making Xavier look up at you. Those big blue eyes looked pleading, as though begging for you to let him stop.

His throat wasn't used to taking anything like this into it and he found himself gagging a little bit. He popped off, the shimmer of saliva on the toy and on his lips. You gave him a look, "Bunny?" you said, tone stern now.

"I can't," He whined, wanting nothing more than to reach his hands up and hold your thighs as he begged to just have you fuck him already. His cockhead was already turning red and it was almost painful with how much he needed something.

"Yes you can, sweetheart," you cupped his cheek, "Besides, this is your punishment, remember? Are you trying to be cute to weasel your way out of it?" you tilted your head and he let out another whine. He went to say something but you used that moment to place the strap back between his lips. He was groaning, feeling how you were now rolling your hips into his mouth.

His body was almost trembling as you continued on, and it was only after a tear actually fell did you decide he had enough. You took the toy out of his mouth and he was panting, "Color?" you said, coming out of the stern tone. It had his eyes shooting up at you, widening for a moment as if he had forgotten what it meant until a smile broke out.

"Green…very green," He said finally, clearing his now slightly sore throat.

"Alright, good…because I have way more plans for you tonight, bunny," You leaned down to capture his lips with your own. He groaned into the kiss, and then whimpered when your hand touched his cock. He didn't even realize how close he was until you pressed down on the tip.

You watched your cute bunny cum, painting his stomach in his release as he let out small moans and pants. You didn't even bother moving your hand, just letting him rut up into it for a moment. After he was done, he could see it in your eyes. Disappointment.

"Bunny…did I say you could cum?"

[chaos-in-deepspace]

YAAAAAAAS ITS BEEN POSTED!!! Y’ALL CHECK IT OUT! BBY WROTE SMUT!

Imma need to take a moment to MOAN!

Take a Slice

Tags: Cock worship, blow jobs, dick nipping, bratty Rafayel, bottom Rafayel, comedy and sex, threats of biting off dick (as a joke), mentions of cunnilingual, AFAB Reader, idiots in love, smut with crack, dick in detail, mentions of Rafayel's lemurian form having two dicks, cum swallowing, consenting but at what cost?

Pairing: Rafayel, Reader.

Warning: smut content warning, uh I don't really know my blog is a warning itself bestie 😭, (also no this fic does not mention the glass animals "Take a slice" song 😮‍💨✊🏽)

Words: 2.7k

(Smoll shout out for @chaos-in-deepspace for being my co-writer and big shout out on author notes 🥹🥹🥹)

Author notes at the end!

“Babe, hear me out.” You said bursting into Rafayel's studio. The man currently had his back turned to you as he worked on a new piece. He raised both of his hands up to the heavens and started speaking a weird language, probably Lemurian.

“Dude, what are you doing?” You asked annoyed; Rafayel turned to look at you as he opened one eye, then he clasp his hands again, speaking faster…was he praying?

“Obviously I'm praying to the gods to protect me. We both know that whenever you start saying ‘hear me out’ it’s either an incredibly stupid idea or worse,” Rafayel said as he pointed at you, aka the butterfly whose wings created the ripples in the water, and normally the results were hurricanes.

“Bro, come on, you looked cute with that buttplug tho.” You said with a grin. Rafayel made an offended noise and turned back to the canvas, yet you could still see his red ears.

“Besides I thought ya didn't believe in no God? Since you're a god yourself or sumn.” You approached him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He made a humming noise from his throat to acknowledge you but looked at the canvas while thinking about what else he could add to the piece.

“Yeah, but you're so damn crazy that it got me thinking about locking it in with any God online to help me.” He said and you laughed out loud; the effing nerve this fish had.

“Okay, but listen, I think you will like it tho~,” You said in a singsong voice, and in return, he looked at you suspiciously.

“Hmmm, go on?” He said, still clearly not trusting, but he would be damned if he wasn’t at least curious.

“Can I bite yo dick?”

“UNHAND ME WOMAN!”

“BABY PLEASE JUST A NIBBLE!”

“RELEASE ME PIRANA DEMON!”

“BAAAAAABEEEEE!”

If someone had told you that Rafayel could become a very good mechanical bull one minute ago, you would’ve laughed, because duh, you were so super-sexy that it overflowed from your body (according to Rafa). He was still a very athletic guy, but goddamn you were holding onto him for dear life, grasping onto his neck while he tried to pry you off while screaming like a girl seeing a spider.

“RAFAYEL! YOU LITERALLY HAVE TWO, YOU DON'T NEED ALLAT” you screamed while he was running around with you wrapped around him like a leech.

“IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN BITE IT OFF! LEAVE MY DICKS ALONE!” He cried out in a last attempt; he bit your chubby forearm which made you yell and bit the back of his neck, causing him to release your arm. You grin in victory only to scream again when you both crash down to the floor since SOMEONE doesn’t like to clean his OWN place.

While Rafa was currently beneath you, you took a chance to gently, but firmly, immobilize him so he wouldn’t run like a headless chicken again.

“Please I have a son, don't castrate me in front of my son, please.” He said as he faked a sob; he was talking about Reddie. You rolled your eyes, trying to remember where you even found such a drama queen.

“Dude, don't be so dramatic, I'm not gonna tear it off.” You said as you leaned down to pinch his ear. He winced and looked back at you with a pout, he sighed in defeat as you let him go. When you were both sitting on the floor, in front of the couch, you finally began to explain.

“Babe, I just want to appreciate your dick. I saw a TikTok-” Rafayel groaned when the word “TikTok” left your mouth, knowing once again he'd be your little lab fish You smacked the back of his head, and the word “ouch” left his mouth, before he shut up again.

“And I realized that I never got to truly appreciate your dick.” Now that got his attention; he looked at you with a cocked eyebrow.

You two have already had your fair share of sex, so what could you even mean by that?

“Don't give me that look, listen, I just wanna enjoy your dick and feel it to its max capacity.” Rafayel looked at you like you need to be hospitalized or something.

“Girl…what are you yapping on about? And why does my dick have to be a victim?” He said slowly as if he was trying to make you think clearly, bold of him to assume that there were any thoughts behind your eyes.

“Take off your pants.” You said.

“Okay, now pause.”

“Whip yo pp out, homie.”

“Wait! Just like that? No candle no dinner no nothin- AH WAIT, WAIT, PLEASE, I'M BABY AAAAAA-”

Once Rafayel’s bottom half was completely naked, which was totally done of his own free will and not because you tore the zipper off while he screamed in terror, you watched his cock up close.

“I still don't understand what you mean by appreciating my dick, you’ve given me blow jobs several times already.” He says with a huff, watching you closely near his family jewelry.

“Yeah, but I was focused on getting you off. Now I want to have some time for myself, and your dick.” You said, and Rafayel looked to his left while making a confused face. He looked like he was searching for a hidden camera like he was in Brooklyn Nine.

You ran your hands over his boxers to feel his cock, which was growing harder although you haven't done anything yet. You gave him a teasing look. and he scoffed and rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away. You were there, kneeling in between his spread legs, leaning down and running your hands on his abs. the band of his boxers, the outline of his dick looking like a deity, the light of his studio always make you glow in a way that he wished he could capture in a canvas.

He usually didn’t like cats, but you look like one…a very sadistic one. You were staring at him as he twitched under your touch, so you showed him a teasing smirk.

“If your ‘appreciation’ means endless teasing, then I don't want to play anymore!” Rafayel huffed with a pout, which only earned him a giggle from you.

“Ohhh, baby, don't be like that. I'm just enjoying you, your reactions, your appearance. I mean…don't you talk all the time about your good looks? How could I resist such handsome, and pretty, and cute, and sexy-” You said, getting closer and closer to his face with each compliment. You watched Rafayel get redder and redder, the man not even being able to look at you anymore.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, you know?” He scoffed, still trying to pretend he had any sort of control when it came to you, he was so silly.

“Yeah? Then can you explain how I got so far with… this?” You slowly, very slowly pulled the band of his underwear. He hissed when the elastic band grazed against his tip; when fully revealed he sighed in relief. You leaned back and watched Rafayel, over the months together you came to realize that you don't need much to make him an utter mess, what really made him bend was the anticipation.

He looked stunning under the dim light of his studio, the sun rays that managed to slip inside seemed like they wished to caress his face. It gave a great view of his flushed collarbones and red face; his heavy breath might’ve been your favorite part. The dark gaze he held literally just said one word:

“Please.”

With a knowing smile, you leaned down once, your gaze never breaking. You blew cold air at his red and angry tip, once again he hissed and threw his head back, his patience was running thin, but it was never a virtue he had to begin with.

But who could blame you? Looking at him, looking at his cute face, and gods looking at his cock.

It was on the longer side and had a slight curve up, but not too much. You could only notice it when you were really close, like right now, and when he was inside of you. In missionary he would hit that sweet spot inside you like a man on a mission, completely ruining you.

The tip was angled and came to a taper at the very top; it poked teasingly at your cervix. He was six inches with one, single thick vein underneath that was very sensitive. That tapered tip was usually a pinkish brown, but now was a very beautiful, angry red, and was leaking pearly drops of pre cum.

He was always so diligent in keeping it trimmed just for you since he knew how keen you were when his pubic hair rubbed against your clit while he pistoned inside you.

“You're drooling, my love.” Your thoughts are interrupted abruptly by his voice. You looked up, and this time he was smirking; you furrowed your brows and reached up to your face

Oh my god…

The drool was there on your chin…

Damn this fish and his pretty dick!

He chuckled and caressed your cheek, noticing your embarrassed pout, “Go on, don't let me interrupt your admiration.” He said teasingly; you huffed and leaned down again, grabbing his cock, which made him gasp since he wasn’t expecting the sudden attitude.

It was velvety to the touch, you ran the tip of your nail from the base to the tip, and his whole body shivered. You gave the slit of his gland a few taps while enjoying the wet, lewd noises and you watched it jump under your index finger. Rafayel released a whine from the back of his throat, which made you smile. You had your control back now, and you were enjoying it.

You didn’t want to torture him too much, you still had a mission, You slowly stroked him, watching as his tip appear and disappear under his foreskin. He sighed and you watched him squirm under your touch; you released a puff of hot breath and it twitched as the tip wept pre cum.

“You're not gonna cum so soon, right? It's twitching so much already…” You asked, looking up at him and catching Rafayel gritting his teeth before speaking, “Of course not, I'm just reacting to your teasing.” He clapped back, his attitude was bratty as per usual.

“Well that's good because…” You turn your head to the side and gently, very gently you ran your teeth at the base of his cock. He bit his lips, his eyes widened and it held a bit of fear, and excitement, but mostly there was unbridled desire.

“You're literally insane.” He rasped.

“If I'm insane, what are you? The one who loves an insane person.” You teased.

“Fair point.” He murmured; you smiled against his cock, nuzzling your cheek against it. It was so pretty, so delicious; you had a few partners before you met Rafayel, and you felt almost embarrassed for having memories of other dudes. Kneeling in front of Rafa really felt like you were worshiping a god.

Not being able to resist any longer, you gave a slow, wet lick from the base to the tip. You wrapped your lips around his gland and ran your tongue on the slit; you hollowed out your cheeks, and sucked at his precum like you’d been thirsty for days. You moaned around his head when you felt the tangy taste of him, it felt perfect on your tongue. You were rewarded with gasps and heavy breaths from him, you heard a soft thud and opened your eyes again to see that he dropped his head back on the couch.

You released him with a loud pop, then began lapping at your favorite part of his cock, the very tip. Suddenly, you saw in the corner of your eyes, Rafayel's hand, reaching towards your head. You bared your teeth against his and you felt him freeze.

You looked up at him, and he was frozen like a statue, you were holding the power right now, of course, you weren’t going to castrate your boyfriend, but you were crazy enough to make him fear you like God, his eyes were wide, and he looked like a scared kitty.

“Nuh uh, I'm the one who decides the pace here, Rafa.” You told him firmly.

“But-but the rest of my-”

“Nuh uh.” You interrupted him, showing your teeth again; he gulped and lowered his hand, but hey, come on, how could you resist such a cute pout? You ceased your teasing for now, enveloping him in your lips, and slowly taking his length in your mouth. You made sure to breathe through your nose, and hummed around him enjoying the way his mouth hung open, not being able to bring himself to look away from you, truly, he's a cutie.

“Ah ah-” He breathed out, His abdomen moved under your ministrations as you placed your tongue flat underneath his length, pressing against that one very sensitive vein. His eyes shot open and he cried out loud; you felt the spurts of his cum hitting the roof of your mouth, and back of your throat; you maintained your controlled breathing, and as you moaned around him again, he clenched his hands on his sides. He whimpered from the vibrations, and you swallowed it all up while enjoying the sweet taste of him. When you released him, you gave him a lick, and gently, very gently, you placed your teeth around his cock. You made sure to not graze it against the sensitive tip, but gave the underside of his dick a nibble.

You gave it a few more nibbles, waiting for Rafayel to look back at you. When his brain came back to this planet, his eyes widened at the sight of you munching on him like some stress toy.

“Ah- my pp.” He said, his voice dazed, and you lowered your head to not burst out laughing.

“Don't laugh.” He whined, and obviously, you bursted out laughing. How can he be so darn cute and sexy?

“Ohh my baby, you did so well for me, letting me do what I wanted. You truly spoil me.” You said lovingly as you reaching for his face, and peppering it with tiny butterfly kisses. He sighed with your affections, and he pulled your head for a proper kiss. You sighed, happy to see your favorite fish boy looked so happy.

“Hmm, the fruit thing actually works tho.” He said, mentioning his own taste in your mouth.

“Told ya, also did it hurt when I bit ya?” You asked, when he shook his head, you grinned and poked his nose while smiling at the way it scrunched up.

“See? That's why you should trust your beautiful partner!” you exclaimed, proud that you proved your point, he rolled his eyes, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. But hey, have you been eating fruits?” He asked, suddenly curious. You nodded, not getting what he meant, until you watched his face contort into the most sad puppy look.

“No.”

“Please.”

“Naur.”

“Pwease.”

“Nuh uh”

“Pwetty pwease?”

“Nah”

“Bro, let me eat you out goddamn.” He said as he actually started to get annoyed. What do you mean you don't want your very super amazing, cute, and handsome boyfriend to go down on you?

“What if you wanna bite something off , I dunno you kinda crazy, not gonna lie.” You said as you started getting up to grab a bottle of water.

“HUH, ME? I'M CRAZY?” He said indignantly, “You're the one that said ‘Let me bite yo dick’ and now I’m the crazy one? The nerve!”

“See? You're already getting violent! I'm a victim because I'm too sexy.” You said with a sigh, accepting that the life of being super hot was not easy.

“BRUH?” That was the last thing you heard before the sounds of hurried footsteps reached you. You started screaming at the man who was running after you with his pee pee out, yelling out at you “Get back here, you gremlin!”

You loved this fish, and this fish loved your crazy gremlin behavior.

Author notes:

FELLAS THIS WAS MY FIRST SMUT I EVER WROTE 😭😭😭😭 WAAAA SO NERVOUS

Literally shout out for @chaos-in-deepspace that has literally carried me bridal style through this like a baby. So they're literally my co-author on this piece because the amount of commas they added and knowledge they gave me could NOT be paid 😭😭😭😭

And also @starfallforest! Who took the time to look and also gave me really helpful insights about it! Thank you too so much! I loved improving my English writing and winning my shyness 😭😭😭 hope your faves rail you in your dreams pookies 😭😭😭

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LADS Rafayel: Questions Answered | NSFW

Here it is. It took almost a month, but we finally have our questions answered about Rafayel and his Lemurian Form! Enjoy the smut, it's a...it's a lot.

❧ Pairings: Rafayel x Reader ❧ Warnings: Non-Human Genitalia, Two Dicks, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Blow Job, Hand Job, Cum Swallowing, Creampie, Unsafe Sex, Mentions of Egg Laying, Biting, Scratching, Fucked Dumb, Pool Sex, Underwater Sex, Mentions of Safe Words, Enthusiastic Consent, Switch Rafayel, Riding, Missionary, Switch Reader ❧ Synopsis: You and Rafayel go out to his pool and you finally get questions answered about Lemurian Anatomy. ❧ Word Count: 14k Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (here)- AO3

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Rafayel

Questions Answered

Rafayel looked down at your face which was covered in curiosity as you stared right back into him. He looked away bashfully, and turned to the pool as if thinking things over for a moment. For some reason you didn’t feel the least bit nervous about the entire situation, but it appeared that Rafayel had a few reservations. This would be the first time you ever saw him in his Lemurian form, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he was worried you’d dislike it.

“So whatcha gonna do?” you said, garnering the man’s attention as he looked at you with furrowed brows, a question ready to leave him about what you meant. “You gonna touch the water and then I get to yell ‘Oh naaaaaaur, Cleuuuuuuur!’ or what?” you watched as Rafayel closed his eyes, a smile playing on the corner of his lips.

He shook his head and coughed into his hand to hide the laugh that wanted to escape, “You think you’re so funny, huh?” he said, his tone going more natural as the tension eased.

“Oh I think I’m hilarious,” you said and then made grabby hands, “Now get over here for a second,” you coaxed him over. Rafayel didn’t need to be told a second time as he walked over and caged you between his arms. You giggled and grabbed his shirt, dragging him down to crash his lips into your own. You moaned against him, enjoying how he always just went for it in moments like these. There was no hesitation as he deepened the kiss, nibbling your lower lip to seek entrance into your mouth.

You took one hand to place on the nape of his neck, grabbing some of his hair in the process as you dragged him closer. You felt him groaning into your mouth while he crawled onto the pool chair. His legs caged you in as his hand grabbed your chin and kept you in place. His tongue explored, pressing against the roof of your mouth and driving you crazy. The taste of him had always been intoxicating; he was sweet all the time and it was so uniquely associated with him that you don’t think you’d find it anywhere else.

The hand that was playing with his shirt began unbuttoning it as you decided you were done playing around. You wanted to feel his skin pressing against yours already. You were so slick you could feel it on your inner thighs since you opted to just wear a hoodie and underwear for your movie night. You were throbbing between your legs as you squeezed them together to alleviate the pressure; you worked in removing his shirt as fast as you could just to see him.

Rafayel could see the need in the way you kissed him and clumsily worked the buttons. His larger hand enveloped your own as he helped you in taking off the shirt. He pulled it out from where it was tucked in his pants and tossed it to the side. Instantly your hands were on him, touching every piece of him you could. He felt so hot under your fingertips, his heart was also going wild as he groaned after your hand went over one of his nipples.

When your lips parted you surged forward, leaving more kisses and bites all over his chest; you made sure to give attention to the small mole he had, staring up at him as he gasped. His hands had gone down to play with the hem of your hoodie, wanting to take it off. He cleared his throat as he spoke, “You know, it’s strange to have someone watch me,” he said after your lips left his chest. 

He went to take off your hoodie with ease, tossing it with his shirt to who knows where. His hand cupped one of your breasts since it was now his turn to enjoy your naked body. His mouth was instantly latching onto one of your nipples, sucking on it harshly and getting a small keen from you as your hips rolled up into nothingness. 

“I can look away if you’d prefer,” you groaned, your grasp on the back of his head helped you pull him closer to your chest as he laved at the skin there. One hand played with your nipple on the other side, pinching it between his thumb and pointer finger.

Rafayel got closer to you on the chair, nudging your legs open with his knee. You wrapped them around his waist and he started to grind his pulsating length against your center. All your motions were needy, filled with lust as you tried working your hips in time with his own. Just feeling him like this was driving you crazy and you needed so much more. You were tired of feeling his cock through layers, you needed to feel it against you, inside of you, you wanted everything right now.

You shifted yourself on the lounger, taking your hand to go over the front of his pants. You cupped him through it and Rafayel let out a pleased noise, grinding into your palm now. He was panting against your chest, still working on your nipples and driving you crazy. Your hand began going to his belt as you did your best to unclasp the intricate buckle.

It wasn’t too hard after doing it a million times at this point. You unzipped his pants and worked them off his hips until his cock sprang free. It was already leaking from the reddened tip causing it to glisten under the current lighting. You groaned and wrapped your hand around the length and gave it a few pumps, spreading the precum around the shaft.

He let out the prettiest noise as he continued bucking into your hand before stopping. He grabbed your wrist, stopping you from working on his cock, and he looked at you with eyes that were now darkened from how badly he needed you right now. His cheeks were a beautiful scarlet tone, and he shivered as soon as his eyes looked over your body. 

You probably looked as desperate as him; your lips were wet and swollen from his kisses, nipples were hardened from his teasing, and your underwear clearly had a wet patch in the front which was obvious with how your legs were spread with your knees up on the chair. Your chest heaved as you tried calming yourself down; you hadn’t even gotten to the main event of the night, and already you were about to cum untouched because of this man.

“If you keep this up, I’m going to cum before we even get into the water,” he warned you, almost speaking your exact thoughts. You still let out a disappointed whine, but he was right. You wanted to go for as many rounds as he would allow you, so you needed to make sure he didn’t get tired out too fast

“That won’t do…” you murmured and then looked at him with a smile, “How about I finish getting undressed, and you get into the pool, okay? I’ll turn around,” you suggested. Rafayel let out an amused noise as he looked down at you. 

He raised an eyebrow as he spoke, “Ah yes, because you still have a long way to go before you’re naked,” he said, his hand playing with the edge of your underwear. You shot him a small, pouty look, he did have a point though. All you had on was a pair of underwear and as soon as they were gone you’d be completely bare.

“Just get into the water babes,” you said, pressing a hand on his chest to get him off of you. He laughed and stood up. He took off the rest of his pants and tossed them to the side where the rest of the clothes pile was currently lying. When he turned around you took a moment to admire his ass as he walked to the edge of the water.

Before he could get in you were getting up and turning away. You heard a splash behind you as you took your underwear, bending down at the waist as you took them off. You knew he could see everything if he was looking your way as you bent over, your pussy on full display for him. The way your arousal stuck to your underwear, creating a small string that snapped you pulled them off of you.

Rafayel whistled from behind you, clearly enjoying the mini show. You chuckled, “Enjoying the show?” you asked and spun around. As soon as you saw him your mouth opened in awe. This was…certainly something you could’ve never imagined. How this man got even more stunning like this was otherworldly.

His tail was larger than you thought with the ends of it draped down past the tanning area and into the main pool. The scales were a light blue, but they shone in the moonlight with speckles of lavender on his iridescent scales. It was lined with dorsal fins that started right where his human half was and went all the way down until they landed at the end of the tail where the fins were long and delicate in appearance.

He had blue markings on his skin where the scales scattered over them, in fact all of the new assets were that pretty blue that glimmered in the light. His hands were webbed with claws at the end, the colors went up to his wrists where they tapered off into scales. His ears were now fins seemed to twitch under your gaze, and the scales on his face were more prominent. He also had slits along the sides of his neck which almost seemed to glow slightly, you could only assume them to be gills. His eyes definitely glowed as they stared up at you with nerves hidden behind them.

“Breathtaking…” it was the only words that could leave your mouth as you stared at him. Was it possible to love this man anymore? You were certain you had just fallen head over heels all over again as your feet dragged you closer until your ankles were in the water, wading over to him almost in a trance like state. You wanted to touch him and see if those scales were as soft as they looked.

“Was I not breathtaking before,” there was some hesitation in his voice as he asked this. Your eyes softened as you smiled at him. You knelt down in the water after you were close enough to him; you cupped his cheek and your thumb went over the scales there. His eyes shifted away from yours for a moment as he waited for your reply.

“You’ve always been breathtaking Raf, this is just a new version of it,” you murmured and leaned closer to place a kiss right next to his eye. You could feel his lashes fluttering closed as you gave him this sweet moment of attention, “I love you, you know that, right?” you murmured, your hand still caressing him to show you meant what you said.

“I know, I love you as well,” he said after a moment of silence, “And I trust you. I wouldn’t be like this if I didn’t,” his eyes opened to lock onto your own. You brushed your nose against his own and giggled, the man was too precious for words alone. You were easily the luckiest person to ever walk this planet since you got to have him by your side.

“Are you still fine if we continue on?” you asked him, “I’d be fine with just cuddling in the water like this if you’d want,” you wanted to give him a final opportunity to opt out of this. You knew you still wanted this, probably more than ever after seeing this form. Still, he was the one putting everything out in the open for you right now, letting you see him like this was a huge step in your relationship.

He groaned as he took your hand and placed a kiss on your palm, “Please, I need you to touch me. I’m not above begging for it if that’s what it takes,” his voice no longer wavered after that. Seeing how well you responded had filled him with more confidence. He knew his form was different from what some people expected from Lemurians. They always left out key details like the claws, teeth, and even ears. It was more ‘monstrous’ he assumed to be spoken about. Humans only wanted to see the beautiful things, not the reality of it. Still, you looked at him with so much longing in your eyes that he felt better, happy that you hadn’t rejected him.

“What’s the safeword for the night?” you asked him and he took a moment to think about it, his hand rubbing across your knuckles as he thought.

“Pufferfish?” he asked and you nodded with a chuckle.

“Alright, from this point onward if someone says pufferfish, we full stop and cuddle for the rest of the evening?” you asked.

“Sounds good to me,”Rafayel let go of your hand, allowing you to freely touch him however you wished. Your hand went to his ear, touching the fins there. They moved as soon as your hands made contact, wiggling a bit. You hummed at the response, using your fingers to touch the soft fins. You heard Rafayel let out a groan at the sensation of it, opening his mouth after you pinched them gently.

You slowly moved your hand down to his neck where the scales and gills were, remembering the first time you had seen them…well the scales at least; the gills were certainly a new thing for your eyes. When you had touched his scales for the first time he had snapped away on Ebb Day, grabbing your wrist and stopping you. The memory made you smile as you leaned in and kissed them, feeling how his throat moved as he attempted to hold still. You brushed your lips right where his gills were and he let out another pretty moan from that.

“Remember the day I found out you were a Lemurian,” you asked, voice a little softer in the moment. Rafayel looked at you as you rose up from his neck.

“Ya, I recall, it’s a little bit hard to forget,” he muttered. How could he forget, he had wanted to take you that day. He had tried dragging you onto his lap, grabbing your hand and trailing it down his open shirt in a desperate need for contact. You had been so insistent that you two didn’t do anything that day, saying he wasn’t in the right state of mind. He had been annoyed at the time, his need for you had been burning hotter than it ever had before, but now he was thankful you hadn’t let him just rush in.

“I wanted you all the way back then, you know. It took everything in me not to keep touching you,” you cupped his jaw and placed a kiss to the corner of his lips. He groaned, wanting more as he tried getting you to properly kiss him, “I’m damn glad that I had found out that day though. Everything about you makes way more sense ever since then,” you said.

You finally gave him what he wanted, letting your lips connect with his own. He moaned the moment you began kissing him, your lips working in tandem with his own. It wasn’t like before where you two were heated, desperately licking into one another's mouth. This time it was slower, and Rafayel was savoring every moment of it.

His hand went to your head, keeping you in place. The sensation was different as you felt the nails scraping gently on your head. It was almost like a massage and had you whimpering against him, feeling how the webbing made his hold feel more secure. He nipped at your lips and you felt a stinging sensation and gasped.

Rafayel left yours in a hurry, his hand now cupping your chin as he inspected it. You could taste copper and you knew he had accidentally cut your lip, “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” he looked like he regretted it, and his voice was near panic, but you just chuckled and went to calm him.

“It’s fine Raf, I didn’t realize you had sharper teeth. Lemme see them, come on, smile for me pretty boy,” you cooed. Rafayel let out a slightly annoyed groan, realizing his concern clearly wasn’t something that was bothering you. Still, he opened up his mouth to let you see inside.

It wasn’t just his fangs that were sharper, but everything was. His teeth were like little razor points that had you shivering. His tongue was also blue, which hadn’t been something you were expecting. Still, you liked what you saw as you leaned in and kissed his bottom lip. That was all the encouragement he needed as he grabbed you again, locking your mouth against his own.

His tongue licked at the blood he had left on it and it was more soothing than you had thought, almost numbing the feeling entirely. His tongue prodded into your mouth, going against your teeth and making your entire body shudder. You decided it was best to let him take over as you didn’t want your tongue to be cut up.

As he kissed you and attempted to take your breath away your hand trailed down his chest. They grazed over his nipple gently and you felt his tail brush up against your thigh. Your curiosity led you to finally taking your hand lower. At first you played with the area where his tail connected to his torso, savoring how it felt. You noticed a distinct lack of a belly button in this form and opted not to comment on it for now. You’d ask later, but at the moment your hand was trailing lower.

The scales were slimier than you thought, but they weren't uncomfortable. You went with the way they grew out first, and when you went the opposite direction you were pleased to see they didn’t cut you. You had heard stories about Lemurian scales being sharp, but it seemed that was another false rumor as your hands went against him.

Rafayel let out a whine as your hands played with his tail, the appendage almost thrashing in the water from your touch. You could feel the cool water as it splashed over you which only caused you to chuckle with amusement. He was so damn sensitive, which was something he had warned you about, but seeing it in action was amazing. You couldn’t wait to see how he’d be reacting once you properly began fucking.

“You’re definitely more sensitive than usual,” you comment, your hands never ceasing their exploration of his body. Seeing him squirm, how his stomach seemed to tense whenever your hands went over his scales. Everything about this experience was already more than you could’ve imagined, especially when you heard him moan as you pressed down on his tail.

“I’ve never had someone touch me like this in this form…and it’s not often I get to take it,” he reminded you, gasping when your hands began working their way down even more. 

You were searching for something, your hands running around the front of his tail. You were looking for a different texture somewhere on him, letting out a hum when you found it. The scales in this area were softer to the touch, almost like his skin, and you knew it was exactly what you thought it was when Rafayel’s tail trashed even more.

Your fingers gently began prodding against him, pressing in and the digits started to slip inside of it. It was warm inside of his vent, and very wet. The viscous fluids coating your fingers as you worked one into it, you had  a proud smirk when he let out one of the most melodic moans he had ever graced your ears with.

His mouth was open, “Ah-ah-ha f-fuck, w-wait a second,” he managed to groan out, his hand coming over to your wrist. Your fingers stopped their ministrations inside of his wet vent reluctantly, waiting to get the greenlight from him. As soon as you stopped fingering him he was able to catch his breath and looked at you in surprise.

“How did you…find that so fast?” Rafayel finally managed to say, his voice low and husky as he looked down at where your hand was. You were gently playing with the scales at the entrance of the vent, but not dipping your fingers in until he said you could.

“I might’ve read a few…stories in preparation. They were all fantasy of course but…it seems this part was accurate. I assume your dick is in here?” You admitted to him. You had read more than your fair share of stories actually, and every single one had made reference to a vent of some sort on the front of their tail. It made the most logical sense, you just hadn’t expected it to feel almost like a pussy on the inside. It had made your mouth watered at the thought of delving your tongue between the scales and getting a good taste of your boyfriend.

Rafayel seemed to have calmed down a little more while he worked through the surprise of you just somehow knowing these things, “Ya, a little too accurate…” he muttered out, his eyes now locking onto your hand, “Yes, my…dick is in there,” he finally confirmed, making you smirk. You couldn’t wait to see what they’d be looking like. So far everything about Rafayel’s appearance had been more than you expected in the most pleasant of ways.

“Alright, then may I?” you asked, wanting to continue your prodding, figure out how to make him scream while he took this form. He took a deep breath and nodded his head, giving his consent for you to continue on. You fought back the urge to do a small happy dance, instead opting to place your fingers back into your boyfriend's vent.

This time you insert two of your fingers into his slick vent, allowing the fluids to help ease your way into it. You couldn’t go too deep into it, only able to fit up to your second knuckle before you were stopped by something inside of his vent. They felt slimy and smooth as your fingers began stroking it, noticing how they moved against your fingers.

Rafayel let out a guttural moan as his head was thrown back from your ministrations, clearly enjoying himself.  Your fingers continue to tease what you assumed was his cock trying to escape from his vent. It was pushing closer to your fingers, almost pushing them out as you continued stroking it leisurely, listening to your boyfriend’s broken moans flowing into the night.

Rafayel’s dick continues to push against your finger as you continue stroking it, allowing the gentle push to guide your fingers out. You could see the top peeking out of his vent and let out a small groan. Just from the heads poking out you knew another one of your observations had been correct. You touched the tips of them, watching Rafayel’s hips rolling up into your touch.

“I knew it, there were two of them,” you chuckled, watching as they slowly started to emerge. They were following the warmth of your hand as you continued playing with them. Rafayel already looked to be an absolute wreck as they made their way out.

“Y-ya, there’s mhm f-fuck, two of t-them,” he bit out, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes as he tried calming himself down some. He had expected it to feel amazing to have you touching him while in this form, but he hadn’t expected it to be this good. You hadn’t even really begun doing anything to him yet, and already he was about to cum. His body was over sensitive, especially to your touch.

“I wonder if I can get them both inside of me,” you were musing, watching as they finally emerged from the vent. Rafayel couldn’t even form a verbal response to your lewd comment, he could only let out another groan as he felt how you wrapped your hand around one of his cocks, gently applying pressure to see what felt good. 

The thought of you taking both of his cocks at the same time sent waves of pleasure through him, his cocks pulsating against your grasp. Your eyes widened as you really took in the appearance of his dicks.

They were super slick to the touch, being covered in a thick, viscous fluid that his vent seemed to be coated in as well. They were tentacle-like, one on top of the other with tapered ends and were fairly thick at the base where they came out of. They were so thick at the base, in fact, that you wondered if it would even be capable of going inside of you. 

The tip of his cocks were a nice pretty pinkish purple tone, and then it had a gradient that went down the shafts until it got to the base where it turned to the familiar blue. There were scales at the base as well, though they didn’t shine like the rest. The bottom cock was smaller than the top, but even then the bottom was probably around the normal size of his cock in his human form.

You watched as the bottom cock moved, wrapping around your wrist as you began moving your hand along the top one. Your eyes widened as you realized they were prehensile. Now whether Rafayel could control them or if they had a mind of their own, you had no clue.

His cocks were perfectly smooth to the touch, no ridges in sight on it other than the base. The texture was silky like his normal cock, and they were definitely pretty as your hand began pumping them. You couldn’t help but watch as his tail fins swayed in the water and his hands clenched into fists. His eyes were closed as his head was dropped, just giving into the feeling of your hands on him as he panted into the balmy summer air. 

The texture of his dick reminded you of a soft cock almost, a bit squishy if you had to think about it as you squeezed and heard a whine coming from the back of Rafayel’s throat. You stopped doing that, not knowing if that was a good or bad sign. Instead you trailed your hands down further onto his cock until you were right at the base.

The pretty scales on it were scattered about on his cock and you wanted to feel them on your fingers. You pressed down on a patch of the scales at the base of his top one, noticing just how plush they were. They didn’t even feel like scales, instead it was just a nice texture at the base as you trailed your fingers over them, enjoying the smooth bumps under your fingers.

You could hear Rafayel cry out from how you touched the scales, the cock that wrapped around your wrist squeezing down as much as it could as if trying to hold your hand in place. You felt how they both pulsed in your grasp as his breathing got shallower. Then it was the oddest feeling with the one around your wrist.

Being able to feel his cum as it went through it, pushing it out of the tip of his cock was something completely new to you. Normally you could feel how his cock pulsed when he was about to cum, but this was entirely different.

You worked his top cock as watery cum began to shoot out of the tip, the translucent pearlescent liquid coating his tail underneath and getting washed away in the water. The cock on your wrist also began pumping out cum, the fluid coating your arm as it trailed down and then dripped into the water below, letting the small ripples wash it away. It was thinner than his normal cum as you observed it, but there was also something else that was different about it.

The fact that it was glowing.

As Rafayel’s cocks pushed the last bit of cum out of the tips you looked at the bluish-teal glow. It reminded you of when he took you to a sea cave where there were bioluminescent creatures and the water below them was covered in a thick layer of the glowing substance. As it dispersed in the water it glowed gently and you looked up at Rafayel with awestruck eyes. It was different, and for the hundredth time that evening you found yourself just awestruck by the beauty that was this man. Everything about him was just taking your breath away, and you understood why someone was willing to follow a Lemurian into the depth of the sea to their demise. You would step off the cliff into the depths yourself if you knew Rafayel would be waiting below the surface.

You looked up at Rafayel and expected his face to be scarlet, but instead his cheeks and chest were glowing as well. “Fuck…” you murmured, realizing just how different Lemurians were to what people always seemed to have thought. Nothing in anyone's readings could have possibly been able to describe just how ethereal they were. Seeing his cheeks lit up as his chest was heaving in an attempt to catch his breath had you wanting to just smother him in love and affection. How he could ever think you’d dislike this form of his was astonishing.

He had licked his lips as his eyes managed to start focusing again. He noticed you staring as your hands slowly left his cock. The cum that was coating your forearm glistened and you raised it to your mouth, wanting to taste him. He let out a long groan at seeing your tongue poking out, licking up some of his release from your arm.

Rafayel’s cum in this form was definitely saltier than normal, but it wasn’t disgusting. In fact there was a hidden sweetness to it that had you moaning. You were almost concerned it would taste fishy, like caviar, but fate had other plans. You lapped at his release on your wrists, wanting to get a better taste of him as you swallowed the cum in your mouth and looked at him.

Your hands splashed in the water on either side of him as you leaned up. The glow on his cheeks was starting to go down a bit, but his eyes were still half lidded as he looked up at you. You pressed a kiss to his cheek, giggling at the little gasp that had left his lips. He was being cute right now, something that he commonly did when he was feeling more submissive. You wondered how long he would keep it up, if he would want to flip you over later and fuck you senseless like he often did when he was playing this game.

“So the scales at the base are a little sensitive, huh?” you chuckled; he had cum the moment your hands were on them. You looked at the small pout on your boyfriend's lips, knowing you were spot on. You wanted to see what would happen if you were pressing your tongue against it next.

“I wonder where you got that idea from,” he huffed, but the small pout went away when you cupped his chin and left a sweet kiss on his lips. Rafayel groaned as he could taste himself on you, his breathing picking up again as your lips moved against his own. You didn’t linger too long though, you still had a million and one things you wanted to do to this man. You pressed another kiss on his cheek as you sat up on your knees, allowing your hand to trail down and caressing one of his nipples.

“Will you be fine going a few more rounds?” you asked him, not knowing if he wanted to continue. This was the first time he had been touched like this in his Lemurian form, so you weren’t sure if he wanted to call it a day. His refractory period had always been insanely fast, so you knew he was capable of coming a few more times.

Rafayel nodded his head as he felt you touching his chest, “Please, I need more,” his husky voice broke out as he let out a small whimper once you pinched his nipple. You chuckled at how cute and needy he was being. You threw one leg over his waist, straddling his tail. Your legs spread wide to accommodate how large he was underneath you.

“I want to taste you, Raf,” you admitted to him, earning a gasp from him. You went back on his tail and looked at the base, noticing his cocks were nowhere to be seen. They had retreated back into his vent and you looked up at him. Your hand trailing over the smooth area where his entrance was. You gave him a curious look, wondering why his cocks had withdrawn when they had just gotten started.

“They…do that after I cum…” he said with a breathy groan as he felt your fingers prodding his entrance once again, “T-they’ll come back out since I’m still worked up,” he moaned out this time with a gasp following shortly behind. You chuckled as you adjusted yourself until your chest was brushing up against his tail. The scales against your nipples adding stimulation you hadn’t expected you needed. Not to mention how your legs were spread on him, any time his tail twitched you felt it on your cunt.

“If I had kept touching them would they still have gone back in?” You asked, your breath fanning over his vent now. You had every intention of tasting him in every single way possible. You could never get enough of Rafayel, even when he was in his human form you liked having his cock in your mouth. Sometimes you’d just sit between his legs with his soft dick being warmed in your mouth, content to just be there.

“Ya, if you kept touching them after I came they’d s-stah ah-d-damn mhm, stay out,” he said, his sentence breaking off into a moan once he felt your tongue prodding against him. He was trying not to squirm, but just feeling the tip of your tongue licking at the entrance of his vent was driving wild. Lemurians had sharp teeth so he never even thought about oral sex in this form, let alone someone eating out his vent, so seeing you down there had his brain going haywire.

You pressed a kiss on top of his vent, feeling how it pulsed under your lips. You groaned as you licked it again, the slick fluids coating the outside where the softer scales were. You didn’t want to waste anymore time, allowing your tongue to prod into his entrance. You groaned at the taste, it was so much stronger inside of his vent. Not to mention the salt water from the pool was getting in it as you pushed your muscle into him.

The slick felt amazing as you used the tip of your tongue to explore the gummy walls of his vent, groaning at how he tasted. Rafayel’s hand went into your hair, the claws gently scraping against your scalp as he tried to be careful not to scratch you. He was panting, head thrown back from the new sensations. It felt better than he could’ve thought and he was realizing just why you enjoyed sitting on his face so much.

You groaned against him,  your tongue fucking into him, licking at his cocks that pushed up against your tongue. This rewarded you with a loud keen, Rafayel not even trying to stifle his noises like he often did when you were on top. Instead he just focused on the feeling of your tongue licking at his cocks while they were still nestled deep in his vent.

His tail began thrashing a little bit underneath you, which only had you moaning more as the scales were brushing against your clit and making you wetter than the water surrounding you. You were panting into his vent, feeling how his cocks were pressing against your tongue, begging to be released. As much as you wanted to see him cum while his dicks were inside of his vent, you wanted to have them in your mouth already.

You allowed the cocks to press out of his vent, licking them as your finger rubbed at the scales surrounding his vent. It seemed to be feeling good for Rafayel with his he was now biting his knuckles, the grip on your head getting a little bit tighter as he tugged on your hair.

You took his bottom cock into your mouth before it was even fully out of the vent, groaning at the heady taste of your boyfriend. The vibrations caused his hips to thrust up into your mouth. You let out a small mewl, the vibrations caused him to whimper. One of your hands was brushing the delicate area on the outside of his vent while the other went to wrap around his top cock, pumping it in your hand and enjoying just how easy it was to jerk him off with the sheer amount of slick that covered it.

As his cocks finally escaped the vent fully you began sucking on the bottom one in earnest, humming as you could feel it wiggling in your mouth. It was almost like a really thick tongue, and you didn’t hate it. Rafayel’s tail was still moving underneath you, causing it to grind and you began rolling your hips onto it, trying to see if you could cum as well just from this.

As his cock began slipping deeper into your throat you made a note how you weren’t choking on it like you normally would. You could feel a slight tingle in the back of your throat as you slid his length further into your waiting mouth, his cock being surprisingly still as it was in the depths of your tight throat.

The hand on his other cock continued pumping and you could see from your angle how it was leaking more of the fluid, dripping down onto the rest of his shaft and over your hand. Rafayel’s panting accompanied by the sound of water splashing was the only thing you could hear. Your tongue seemed to be working overtime on his cock, whenever it was just the tip remaining you laved at the slit at the top. It had Rafayel letting out all sorts of noises from above you.

The grip he had on your hair tightened again as he pushed you down further onto his dick, the slick appendage easily going down your throat. You hummed around it, making him let out a string of curses under his breath, “F-fuck mng so close, k-keep it up, love,” he said, praising you as he began rolling his hips up into your open mouth.

You allowed him to throat fuck you, your eyes now on him as you started pumping his top cock faster, wanting to see him cum again. The glow on his cheeks were back as he looked down at you with a fucked out expression, his mouth open to allow the several hushed moans and murmurs of praise for you.

Your hips never stopped their movement, your pussy slick and sliding easily on his equally slimy tail. Your thighs were already quivering and you knew you were close, the texture of his scales helping bring you closer to the edge. You moaned around his cock and that was enough as he held your face down now, thrusting up into you as he came.

Watching Rafayel cum was always a sight to see, how he always had his mouth hanging open and not bothering to hide the noises. His panting, the way his chest was heaving, the scrunch of his eyebrows. Everything was there to paint a picture that was prettier than he could ever come up with on a canvas. You only wished you could watch it longer, but at the moment you had other problems on your hands.

You had to close your eyes, his top cock had been above your head and when he came it went into your hair and got onto your face. You eyes shut just in case some dribbled down into your eyes, though you doubted it. Your throat was also working overtime, his cum going down it as you tried swallowing it all. You had noted how much he had cum the first time, but it was so different when it was in your own mouth.

You could only moan, some of his cum leaked out the corners of your mouth and down your chin as you tried to take him all in. Your let out small whines as it got to be too much, the way his tail was moving underneath you had made the tension coiling in your stomach snap as you reached your own peak, your pussy rutting down onto his tail as you came together.

Once you were certain none of his cum would be getting in your eyes you opened them back up, glimpsing Rafayel. He was looking down at your quivering from, admiring you. The fins on his ears were twitching, fluttering on his head as he heaved a few breaths, trying to regain some semblance of control. You felt his hand letting off your head, the claws retreating and making you let out another whine at the loss.

Your boyfriend was sometimes too cute for words. You could finally pop off his cock, letting out a few coughs as you tried wiping the slick coating your chin. It didn’t do much as you looked up at Rafayel. He seemed pretty amused by you, but let out a hiss when you began stroking both cocks again. You had no intention of letting them go back into their vent this time around.

Once they were squirming again, one trying to pull your wrist closer, you finally took your hands off of him so he could have a moment to breathe. He looked like he was about five seconds from tearing up from the sensitivity of it. You could’ve put the Lemurian myth of crying pearls to the test if you really wanted to, but instead you opted to give him a second. Getting him too worked up before the main course might’ve spoiled some of the fun.

Rafayel took the few moments of respite to calm down, feeling your hands caressing his hips as he breathed in. You watched how his gills seemed to flutter with every breath and wondered what would happen if you bit one of them. Rafayel caught your staring easily and one hand went to cover the delicate gills.

“You’re a mess right now,” it was the first thing Rafayel said to you. This man had the audacity to tell you that after you allowed him to throat fuck you. You shot him a small glare, almost pouting as you sat up on his tail, your hands at the thick stretch of muscle and scales to help steady yourself.

“Oh, and you aren’t?” you pointed out. He was still panting a little bit, his hair sticking to his forehead with more than just the saltwater of the pool. He let out an amused huff as he also sat up straighter, no longer using the edge of the pool to lean on. Those large, clawed hands grabbed at your hips and lifted you up with ease. He dragged you onto his lap and you could feel his cocks twitching against your cunt, making you gasp.

“You’re worse off than me, at least,” Rafayel said, one of his hands going into your hair. He took it out and showed you the glowing substance on his hand. He had the most amused look on his face from the scowl you wore on your own. “Your hair is covered,” he mentioned as if you didn’t already know you.

You let out a small huff, “It’s fine, at least we’re already in the pool,” you said, but then got an idea. He was being a little too much of a little shit right now for your liking, especially after you deepthroated him like you needed his dick more than air itself. It wasn’t too surprising, Rafayel had always had a bratty attitude and it really shone through when he bottomed for you.

His clawed hand was still in front of you so you grabbed hold of it. You licked his release off his palm, making his breath hitch. You then leaned forward and grabbed his chin, locking your lips with his. He moaned into the kiss, returning it in kind. That was until your tongue played with his own, placing his own release into his mouth. You retreated from him and closed his jaw and raised an eyebrow.

“Swallow it,” you said, and you could watch the conflict in his eyes as he debated if he wanted to actually follow your orders. You watched as his throat bob though, signaling that he had indeed taken it down. He then opened his mouth, his tongue out and you shivered at the sight. His tongue was long. You had felt it earlier when he kissed you, but seeing it was something else entirely. He chuckled at seeing your reaction; he took his tongue back into his mouth since he was satisfied with how he had managed to tease you.

“You know, if we’re trying to clean up some of the cum, I know a better way,” he drawled out, licking his lips. You had no idea what he wanted, but then you saw it. That shit eating grin on his face, now enhanced by sharp, dangerous teeth.

Before you could even ask what he was thinking he was grabbing you again. You let out a small scream as suddenly you were being flipped down into the water. He had been careful not to let anything splash into your mouth, holding you up in the water so only the back of your head was in it. Once you realized what was going on you relaxed more into his grasp as he lowered you more.

His hands went to your hair as he started to get the cum out. It was honestly one of the funniest moments you had ever had with him during sex. You couldn’t help but giggle as he worked on wiping your chin and forehead next, the laughter only increasing until he was laughing alongside you.

“Why are you laughing?” he finally got out, giving you a genuine smile instead of a cocky smirk. You looked up at him and cupped his cheeks in your hands, your thumbs playing with the area where his fins connected to his face.

“Because this, Raf, is fucking ridiculous,” you said through your giggles and he shook his head. He leaned forward, giving you a quick kiss.

“It’s not my fault you didn’t aim it away from you,” he said with a shake of his head. You rolled your eyes as he finished cleaning you off enough that you wouldn’t be uncomfortable. Your body had sunk down into the water, your ass pressing against the bottom of the tanning area. The cool water lapping at your body caused a small shiver to run down your spine.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking about that while I was choking on your other dick,” you said, and he huffed in response. He leaned down again, kissing your neck and then down your chest. You let out a small moan as his hands began exploring your curves, letting the sharp claws drag just enough that it wasn’t going to cut you. He took one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking on it and using his tongue to make you moan.

Your hips rolled up into him and you could feel how his cocks were still squirming, they prehensile appendages dragging along your pussy. You were content for now to let his hands play with you. One of them pressed down between your legs where your clit was. He was so careful to only let the pad of his finger press against you right now, not trusting his claws. You knew letting him finger fuck you was out of the question with how sharp they were, but you let out a content groan as he pressed harder on your clit.

You let out a whine of protest as he took his hand away from your clit, allowing it to trail up your body. He worked on spreading your legs wider to wrap around his waist. His mouth latched onto yours, moaning into you as he could still taste the saltiness of his release still on your tongue. You groaned into him, trying to roll your hips up and begging for something to finally be filling you up.

You tangled one of your hands in his hair, tugging on the locks as he continued to kiss you breathlessly. Just his kiss was driving you mad, and even though you already came you still needed more. You whined against his lips, letting him hear just how impatient you were getting. You felt him smirking against you as he took his mouth away, pressing a kiss to your neck.

A gasp escaped you as soon as one of his cocks pressed against your entrance. It was the bottom one, his top cock resting over your stomach as it squirmed there. You groaned, feeling the tip of him slipping inside of you with ease, eliciting a moan from him as well.

“I thought I’d get to ride you,” you said, feeling him slipping more of his length into your tight heat. He was already panting against your shoulder, his hands grasping your hips to keep you still against him. His tail heavy on your body, your legs spread out wide to accommodate his sheer side in this form.

He was probably halfway in when his forehead was against you, “Change of plans,” he hissed out, trying to take it slow. You could feel the member moving inside of you, causing your hips to twitch. Your insides were squeezing him already, trying to coax him deeper into you. There was no pain as he pressed a little more into you, then began removing his hips. He was working far too slowly for your liking right now, probably trying to prevent himself from coming too fast.

When he began pushing back inside your theory was quickly debunked. You had forgotten just how much thicker the base of his cock was in this form. A small gasp escaping you as he fit another inch into you, right where it got thick. You looked down between your bodies, barely able to see his cock inside of you. The top cock was blocking the view and you whined a little bit as he slipped the rest in.

He settled inside of you for a moment, allowing himself to just relax in your heat. You squirmed underneath him and pouted, “Raf…” you murmured, making him look up at you. You shuddered when his cock began moving inside your pussy, grazing against places inside of you that you didn’t think you’d ever felt reached. You groaned, trying to control yourself as you spoke, “Please, fuck I need more,” you groaned out.

He shushed you, his hands on your hips squeezing you gently, “I just need a moment, pearl,” He said, rolling his cock into you, “Or else I might cum too quickly,” he said, his voice wavering slightly as he spoke.

“Raf, if you think that’s gonna make you cum too quickly, would now be a bad time to tell you I want both your cocks in me?” you asked, squeezing down on his shaft. Rafayel’s head popped up from your shoulders, looking at you. You could see how his ears wiggled as he looked down at you in awe.

“You want to take both of them?” he asked, his voice in almost disbelief. You nodded your head, reaching your hand between your bodies and squeezing the larger cock that was against his stomach. He gasped while instinctually rolling up into you. Your own moan echoed out as you looked at him with the most needy expression you could muster.

“Please, wanna feel myself being split open by you,” you asked him, knowing he had a hard time saying no to you in the bedroom. You watched as his throat bob as he swallowed thickly and nodded his head. That cute glow on his cheeks was coming back full force, accentuating the fact that this man certainly was far from being a normal human.

“If you’re sure…did you want them both in your…” he couldn’t even get the words out right now, not when you were squeezing him and begging him for more.

“Both in my pussy, please, if it gets too uncomfortable you can put the bottom one in my ass,” you suggested. He let out another groan, his cocks pulsing at your lewd and straightforward words. All shame had left you the moment you saw how good he looked like this, now all you wanted was the full experience.

Rafayel began slipping his cock out of you and grasping his other. You could feel both tips at your entrance, sighing when the heads were inside. You were thankful that they were tapered, and he had already fucked you open a little with his smaller size. Rafayel looked like he was concentrating on not just shoving them both into you at once.

You were panting as you felt him stretching you out more. You could feel the stretch, the burn of it all as he continued. Then as it pushed a little more in your hands shot to grab onto his biceps, hissing a little in pain, “W-wait, give me a sec,” you groaned. You needed to adjust to his sheer size as you looked down at his cocks. He wasn’t even halfway inside of you, and for a brief moment you wondered if you’d even be capable of taking them both.

Rafayel stopped right away, taking in a few deep breaths. You could see how his gills seemed to almost flutter as he tried calming himself down. He licked his lips, “Are you sure you want to take both of them?” he finally asked and you nodded.

“Very sure, I want to feel them all,” you said, noticing how the pain was subsiding pretty quickly. You had expected it to take a long longer and you looked up at him. You had used toys in the past, and normally you had to fuck yourself on the tips of the larger sizes before it got comfortable enough to slide more in. Now it was almost completely gone, and you felt like you could easily slip more of him, relaxing around his lengths.

“Hey Raf…” you started and he hummed in response, “Do your dicks have…uh…” you began. You did think it was weird how you were able to deepthroat him earlier, something you had never successfully done in the past. You smacked your lips, realizing that your throat still had a slightly numb feeling to it. Oh…there was no way it wasn’t what you thought it was. The only question was why didn’t getting speared on the bottom cock cause it to numb enough for the second to slip in fast. You had more questions in need of answering, even if he was currently trying to put his dicks in you.

Rafayel actually let out a small, amused huff, “Did you just now figure it out?” he was teasing despite how breathless his voice came out. You let out a whine, glaring at him as you squeezed his arms tighter. You slowly let go of them, resting on your forearms as you took in the view of him.

“Okay, but why didn’t it set in with the bottom cock?” sure it apparently had numbed you enough to slip it in, but the top cock had been immediate. It had only been about a minute since he slipped it in and already the numbing effect was taking hold. Besides, of course you were just now noticing, you were too preoccupied with wanting his dicks inside of every orifice in your body to really register how your throat felt.

It seemed Rafayel decided to just answer you rather than continue teasing how oblivious you had been, “A Lemurian’s slick can be a numbing agent so it’s easier to take…ah…” he realized the information he was giving out with how your eyes widened. He tried swerving his comment, “The uh…larger of the two produces a stronger version…” it was too late to get out of this one.

You looked like you had just hit the jackpot as you leaned up, cupping his cheeks in your hands despite the awkward angle causing one hell of a core workout. He might’ve been laying down on you almost completely, but you needed to be right in his face for this one. You forced his eyes to meet your own, “You do lay eggs,” you said in awe.

Rafayel let out a groan, “You’re far too excited about this,” he said, taking his upper body and pressing you down into the water more so you wouldn't have to be leaning up anymore. You felt the coolness of the water lapping at your face, the only thing keeping it up was Rafayel’s hand. “It’s only possible around Ebb Day, or our mating cycles,”

He felt how you clenched at the thought of it as he hissed, clearly enjoying how tight you were around both of his cocks. “You have mating cycles? When is yours? How often is it?” you began firing off questions, and he could only look at you in confusion.

“Are you really asking this while I’m trying to fuck you?” as if trying to accentuate his point he slid his cocks further into you. You gasped at the feeling of fullness taking over and you could only chuckle at how funny this was. He seemed to almost be pouting, wanting to just rail you, and here you were playing twenty questions with your cute Lemurian.

“You said I could ask questions,” you teased him, “And besides, I need to know when I can get you to fill me up with eggs,” you said. The thought of it was already making you more needy. You felt ready to cum just from the thought of being so full of the man above you.

Rafayel was stunned as he stared down at you. You just kept surprising him time and time again tonight as he finally broke the silence, “You don’t think that’s weird…at all?” he finally said. You opened your mouth to respond, but with the way his cock squirmed inside of you as if it was also interested had you groaning. You had to take a moment, small pants leaving your mouth as you tried connecting your brain back to your mouth.

“Rafayel, if I need to get an ovipositor dildo, ride it, then fill myself with fake eggs in front of you just to prove how much I find it hot, I will,” you said, almost laughing at how he seemed to like that idea. “I want it almost as much as I want the rest of your cocks to be buried inside of me right now,” it was a hint to begin fucking you again.

He let out another huff, gripping your hip again as he began sliding his cocks into you. This time it was a lot easier, your cunt taking him easily and stretching without a hint of pain. You could only feel the pressure of it all inside of you and it had your mind going blank yet again. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You felt how the scales were rubbing against your clit and you were already so close to the edge just by being filled.

When he began actually thrusting into you, you lost it completely. You let out a cry as your cunt clamped down on him, your body shuddering as you came. It wasn’t overwhelming, but it was enough for your eyes to squeeze shut as your entire body felt that euphoric warmth spreading all over it. Rafayel gasped at how tight you suddenly were around him, placing slopping kisses along your collarbone as he continued thrusting into you, working you through it.

When you were finally opening your eyes you looked up at him, your eyes wide. You honestly hadn’t expected to cum the instant he started moving in you. He had the cockiest look on his face, “Did you just cum, pearl?” he asked the most obvious question known to man, making you pout.

“Obviously,” you murmured, knowing he knew just how your body responded whenever you came. He chuckled, leaning down for a quick kiss. He seemed satisfied to have this effect on you at least, rolling his hips into you at a slower pace so he didn’t overwhelm you right off the bat.

With how thick both of his dicks were it was impossible for it to not get to be too much, and you clenched down on his arms, trying to calm yourself down. You felt sensitive all over right now as you swallowed thickly and Rafayel could easily pick up on this.

“Did you need a break?” he asked, his voice a little hoarse from need. You were grateful he was holding himself back for your sake. You only shook your head, not wanting to stop, but needing something so you weren’t feeling like you couldn’t think. You wanted to remember every sensation right now as you thought of a new idea. If having both his cocks in your pussy was too much, then there was an alternative.

“Can you fuck my ass with one of your cocks instead?” your ass didn’t have as many nerve endings. It would still feel good, but wouldn’t be overwhelming…hopefully. Rafayel was quiet for a moment, thinking things over?

“It’s going to be a bit of a stretch, are you sure you can handle it right now?” he asked, rubbing soothing motions into your hips. You nodded your head; you had never been more certain. Perhaps being horny was clouding all your judgements. This was supposed to help you feel less overwhelmed, but you were probably going to ruin yourself by this. Still, your body was clenching at the idea of both your holes being filled with his cocks.

“It’s fine, and you have two dicks and I have two holes. I already prepped before I came over this evening anyways, so it would be a waste if we didn’t.” you stated and he was now looking more confused than concerned.

“Why did you…prep?” he was certain you hadn’t been expecting to fuck him in his Lemurian form tonight. It had been spontaneous, one conversation leading to actions being taken through a haze of need. You just stared at him with an almost blank expression, blinking slowly as you thought it was obvious.

“I was planning on asking for anal tonight? Why else would I?” you said as though it was a perfectly normal thing to say to your boyfriend. To you it kind of was. You two liked trying different things, and you hadn’t done anal with him yet. When he had invited you over earlier you had thought about it for ten minutes before deciding to just go ahead and prepare.

“Why were you going to ask for that again?” he said, not even knowing you had plans on fucking him tonight. Really that was an issue on his end. He should’ve known if he was going to be anywhere alone with you, you’d find some way for his dick to be in you.

“Thought it would be fun…and I bet it is if you’d put it in already. See, who’s asking all the questions now?” you teased him. He shook his head, finding you almost insufferable. Still, you could feel him sliding his cocks out of you slowly so he could reposition himself.

The moment his cocks were out of you, you took your opportunity. You managed to push him off you until he was on his back. He let out a loud gasp as you climbed on top of him, chuckling. Feeling empty for a moment was helping clear your mind as you looked at Rafayel.

“You did say I could ride you, Raf,” you said, sitting up enough to grab both of his cocks. He let out a groan as you pumped the appendages, feeling how they wrapped around your wrist and tried pulling you closer to him. They were coated in your release and his own slick, and the thought had your pussy aching to be filled again.

You hovered over him, taking the smaller of the two and leading it into your ass. You let just the head in, allowing the taper of it to help ease you on. You then grabbed his larger dick and placed it against the hole of your pussy as you slowly rode the tips. Rafayel’s claws were on your thighs, almost leaving scratches in their wake as he tried letting you control what was happening.

Unsurprisingly, his cocks began sliding inside of you without too much trouble. The bottom one against your ass took more time as you slowly rode it, letting yourself sink more and more onto it every time you went down. The slick of it helped, as well as the subtle numbing; slowly but surely you found yourself fully seated on his tail, both cocks squirming perfectly inside of you. Your eyes closed for a moment, letting the feeling take you over.

To your relief it had been less overwhelming to take one in your ass, feeling it was there but not overfilling just one hole was perfect as you let out a groan. You braced your hands onto his abs and looked at him. He was already fucked out just from seeing you on top of him, and with how his cocks were pulsing you knew he was getting close again.

You began riding him, doing your best to keep a steady rhythm as you felt every inch of him inside of you. Rafayel’s mouth hung open in a moan, his teeth glinting in the moonlight as he watched where your bodies were joined. Seeing how his cocks slid in and out of you, feeling your tight walls as they clenched down on him was all he could’ve ever hoped for. He almost regretted waiting this long, knowing he had deprived himself from the sight of you bouncing so perfectly on two prehensile cocks.

You could already feel that familiar build up coiling in you, knowing you weren’t going to last very long. His cocks were able to milk orgasm after orgasm from you. You closed your eyes, finally shutting up for once as you just took in the moment, letting your head feel blank as you concentrated on riding him.

Rafayel could feel how your walls were clamping down on his shafts and he was getting close too, the edging you had accidentally done to him making it almost unbearable, “F-fuck, just a little more, pearl,” he groaned out, his hands going to your ass.

Rafayel began guiding your movements, making it easier to ride as he picked up the pace. His hips thrusting up to meet your every movement had you gasping, letting it knock the wind right out of your lungs. You cursed taking one hand and pressing down on your clit, rubbing at it as the only thing on your mind was coming again.

That coil snapped inside of you as you came, letting out a cry of his name as you gasped, this time the orgasm crashing into you. Your legs were shaking and your movements got sloppy as you were more or less raming yourself down on his lengths. The only thing keeping the pace was his guiding hands forcing you to keep moving. You could feel that pulse once again, but this time inside of you. Your eyes looking at Rafayel in a haze as he slammed you down on his cocks.

He held you down, allowing his dicks to just move inside as he came. His cum coating your insides which only furthered just how fucking good it all felt. Being so full and having him filling you up was making your mind a jumble, your tongue heavy in your mouth. You didn’t even realize your fingers were scratching at him, leaving little red marks all over his abs and feeling how they moved underneath your touch as he groaned.

Rafayel was able to sit up, taking you by the nape of the neck as he crashed your lips into his own. It was sloppy and hurried, his teeth leaving another small cut on your lip. At the moment you didn’t care, pressing further against his mouth as you tasted him, moaning into his mouth as you basked in the feeling of just being with him.

The hands he had underneath you were used as leverage as he managed to hike you up a little bit on his body. You felt yourself sway as his lips continued their dance with your own, and suddenly you could feel the way Rafayel’s tail worked in the water as he pushed the two of you into the pool as he left the small tanning section.

You could feel something was different with his kisses, and it didn’t dawn on you until suddenly you were plunged under the water. The water wasn’t filling your lungs though, instead Rafayel’s lips left your own and you took a breath underneath the surface. You had seen him use this trick in the past, kissing you and dragging you down, only to find out through some weird Lemurian magic, you weren’t drowning.

He kissed you again after letting your mind process the situation. He coaxed your legs to wrap around his tail, and grabbed your arms and placed them on his shoulders. He took hold of your hips and began moving you again, fucking you on his two cocks underwater and you gasped at the suddeness of it all. Your arms gripping his shoulders tighter, closing your eyes.

Your moans seemed to echo inside of the pool, the sanctuary you had found yourselves in. At the moment the only thing you could even focus on was Rafayel, the water was blocking out everything else to allow you this. You tried opening your eyes, only to see your beautiful Lemurian staring at you, his eyes glowing in the dark water.

Your walls contracted around him when you felt his cock hitting your sweet spot. You swore right now you were seeing little stars in your vision from how good he was fucking you right now. “That’s it, my pearl, my love, my heart, doing so good for me,” Rafayel groaned right into your ear, earning a shiver from you as you pressed your legs closer to his torso. You felt like you two were locked into place, his hands never loosening his grasp on you as though he were afraid you’d slip away.

His soft scales grazing your clit with every thrust as he continued whispering some of the sweetest things to you between sinful grunts. Your mind had long since gone to mush at this point, only able to respond to him with small mewls that escape you, every thrust sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your entire being.

You felt his lips pressing kisses along the column of your neck, the small nips teasing as they threatened to break skin with those razor sharp teeth of his. Your arms were wrapped around him so tightly as you dug your nails into his shoulder blades, leaving scratch marks in their place which only seemed to spur on Rafayel as his thrust got harder; he was fucking you with a reckless sort of abandon, his need for you overflowing with the motions. The only thing helping keep you afloat were his sweet words to make sure you were still with him, still feeling him.

You tried warning Rafayel that you were close, murmuring words that you weren’t even sure were coherent at this point. Your voice was higher in pitch and broken everytime he rutted up into your cunt. He seemed to have gotten the message though, working to angle himself, his tail positioning you, and almost making you scream from how his cocks plunged somehow deeper into you with this angle. Feeling the scales at the very base driving you mad as your nails dug deeper into him.

You came with a cry of his name, your cunt trying to pull an orgasm out of him with how tight it was pulsing around his lengths. You could feel his grip on you get harder, his nails now definitely leaving scratches on your hips that would have to be dealt with at a later time. The pain right now only heightened your release, broken sobs leaving you as he fucked you through it.

You could hear Rafayel’s groan, feel how his own release was near. Then suddenly white hot pain shot through you as his teeth clamped down on your shoulder. You couldn’t find it in you to care, not with how his thrusts had become sloppy and suddenly his spend was painting your walls again. You could physically see some of it leaving you, floating in the water with that bioluminescent glow, causing it to light up the area around you.

The only light was from his release, as well as the streams of moonlight that broke through the surface of the water. It was almost like a dreamscape as you felt his tongue licking at where he had bit you. His cocks squirming inside of your sensitive heat and making you whimper from the stimulation. Your body felt spent and you just knew that you’d be sore come tomorrow morning.

You pressed your forehead up against Rafayel, doing your best to not show your discomfort. Still, your boyfriend was always good at reading you. As the last of his orgasm ebbed away he pressed kisses to you, “You okay?” his voice was husky as he asked, pressing another kiss to your cheek. You opened your eyes, looking at him and nodding.

“Mhm, y-ya I think so…” you said, your tongue still feeling heavy in your mouth. You felt like you needed to sleep for a solid ten years, but being able to bask in this moment with Rafayel was nice. The way his hands were softly pressing against you, helping you come back to yourself. 

“I’m sorry,” He said, pressing a kiss to the area he bit, “I didn’t…I’m really sorry,” he said, feeling regret. He could see the damage he had done in his throes of pleasure, your sides and the bite. He pressed another kiss to it and nuzzled into your neck.

“It’s fine, Raf, it really is. Don’t worry about it,” you assured him. At the moment you liked it; sure in the morning you might have a different opinion, but you didn’t mind being marked by your boyfriend. It wasn’t like he did it on purpose, and you had known things would be different when he was in this form. You were mentally prepared for it, so you weren’t upset that it had happened.

“Are you sure…?” he asked, his hands still rubbing over your hips where there were scratch marks.

“I’m very sure, besides I scratched you up as well,” you said, trying to concentrate on him, but your head was still a little fuzzy. He decided to drop the conversation from now, probably intent on pampering you later as an apology.

You felt him as he lifted you off his cocks, that overwhelming feeling going away. You felt so empty for a moment, looking down at his body and watching the appendages slide back into his vent. You groaned as you looked back up and saw him looking at you, a small smile on his lips. He cupped your cheek, leaning forward to kiss you again. This time it was lazy and relaxed, no hurry or need behind it. Just wanting to simply feel you as he began making his way back to the surface of the water.

That balmy air now felt chilled against your skin the moment he broke through the surface of the water. He took you back to the ledge of the pool, the shallow waters perfect. He laid down with you on top of him when he finally parted his lips from you.

His hand brushing your wet hair out of your face so he could look at you. You were trying to catch your breath currently, the sudden change from water to breathing air was always a slightly uncomfortable experience. You hadn’t noticed it as much when he took you underneath the surface due to being distracted, but now you could feel it.

Rafayel allowed you the moment to get accustomed to it again, pulling you to lay down on his chest. You could feel his heartbeat as it began calming down in time with your own. His hands going through and massaging your scalp until you shifted on him, feeling a little more like yourself once more.

“Alive?” he said, his voice clearer than it had been underwater, that echo now gone. You let out a small huff as you closed your eyes, not even bothering to look at him for a moment. This was now your happy place, his other hand on your waist as he held you close to him.

“Might be a lil brain dead, but I’ll be fine,” you got out and followed your statement with a yawn. The thought of having to shower and clean up was daunting, but if you knew anything you could convince Rafayel to do the hard work. He would probably even carry you inside after all of that. Your legs currently felt like jelly anyway, so there was no way you’d be walking anywhere yourself as it was.

“Is now a good time to let you know that once the numbing is gone you might be a little bit sore?” he asked and you actually groaned, burying your face into his chest. In the heat of the moment you had forgotten all about that. You were fairly certain during your passionate joining he had been slamming his cock right up against your cervix. Something normally uncomfortable had felt great when it had numbed you up enough. 

“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow…or the next day…” you realized and he chuckled, his chest vibrating. You propped your chin up on his chest, glaring at him.

“I did tell you we’d have to do this when you had a day off scheduled…” he said and you closed your eyes and tried thinking back to that conversation. He had warned you, but really you hadn’t expected getting fucked like this tonight. You had cum…four times? It wasn’t a record for you two by any means, but the way it happened was unique.

“Fuck…you’re taking care of me tomorrow, Raf,” you’d be needing pain killers. Your thighs were already going to be hurting from riding him, but now your entire body was going to be protesting. Not to mention the man had literally left wounds on you. You could feel the string of the bite mark on your shoulder, along with the small gashes on your hips. Even your lips were stinging a little bit. You were absolutely wrecked at the moment.

“So, did that answer some of your questions?” Rafayel asked. You had to take a moment before an actual laugh escaped you. You had been so enthusiastic about asking him every question, and you had been doing so good until he began fucking your brains out. You pressed a kiss to his chest and looked up at him with a mischievous glint.

“I think I have some more questions that I need answered, actually,” you began, and Rafayel looked at you curiously, “Looks like we’re going to have to do this again sometime. Especially during that mating cycle of yours. What do Lemurian eggs look like?” you asked. He closed his eyes and realized you hadn’t forgotten about that conversation.

Instead of giving you a response he just adjusted you on his body so he could reach your lips, giving them a sweet kiss as his hand played with your cheek lovingly. He pressed his forehead against your own and looked at you. Sometimes the look he gave you had your heart almost stopping. Butterflies going wild in your stomach. It was like he was looking at the most important thing in the world, like there was so much more about your relationship that you couldn’t fathom. The loyalty he showed had once brought you to tears when he had done this, but right now you held strong, only allowing a small gasp to leave you.

“I love you,” his voice was softer now, as were his eyes. You let out a small noise from the back of your throat, not even knowing how to respond to him. You loved him so much it sometimes hurt. He was always on your mind, like a piece of you that you didn't realize was missing until you met him.

Still, the way he said things you couldn’t match, not yet, so you defaulted to what you were most comfortable with in your relationship. “I love you too, fishie,” you teased him with a smile. A small, offended noise left Rafayel as he looked at you.

“Fishie? Really?” he said, his voice whiny as he pouted. Seeing him go back to your silly artist relaxed you tremendously and you smirked.

“How about Sharkie then? You did bite me, after all,” you said, pointing at your shoulder. He glanced at it and gave you a sheepish smile. He had already apologized for it, and you knew he felt guilty, but he was good at playing things off. “Gotta say, if it doesn’t scar you might have to try again. Nobody will believe I won a battle against a shark if there’s no mark to prove it,” you teased.

“You want me to bite you…again…in the future?” he asked slowly, checking to see if he was reading it right.

“Ya, I think couple tattoos are so out of date. I’ll bite you next time as well, if you want,” you smirked at how he blushed. He took your hand and gave it a small kiss.

“I’d rather not be maimed by you,” he said with a huff, but the way his ears wiggled was telling enough, “So are you ready to head back in?” he asked.

“Ask me in ten minutes if the feeling in my legs ever return,” this got a laugh out of him. For the umpteenth time that night, you found yourself melting into a kiss with your dear Rafayel.

Hope y'all enjoyed. This took forever to write but I did have a lot of fun in the process!

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LADS Rafayel: Questions Before | NSFW

This is technically part 2. I wrote a fic a few months back labeled "The Questions That Keep Us Up At Night". It was meant to be a stand alone fic, but here we are. Needing to answer some questions. This part has some grinding in it, but the actual smut is in Part 3.

❧ Pairings: Rafayel x Reader ❧ Warnings: Kissing, Making Out, Mentions of Safe words, Lots of Consent, Clothed Grinding. ❧ Synopsis: You and Rafayel have a sit down discussion and talk about what you can expect when you guys finally do the deed while in his Lemurian form. ❧ Word Count: 5.5k Part 1 - Part 2 (here) - Part 3 - AO3

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Rafayel

Questions Before

Quiet nights were becoming more and more regular the longer you dated Rafayel. There was no longer a need to go on extravagant dates (although he still took you out at least once a week to somewhere nice). You guys had been going out long enough that just lounging on a couch while watching some movie was considered a good date night. Not to mention with how busy your schedule was you didn’t always want to be going out and doing things. Rafayel had been more than willing to accommodate those lazy afternoons with you.

It led to now, curled up on a couch with him while watching some sappy romance movie you two had sworn you’d be making fun of, then somehow got absorbed into the plot. You were curled up on his chest at this point in a lying position with Rafayel’s hand on your hip to keep you in place. It was serene in Mo Studio for the moment as the characters on screen went about their business, trying and failing at getting together.

You felt a small shift underneath you as Rafayel readjusted his stance, and you looked up at him to see what he was doing. The moment you did you were locked into staring at his gradianted eyes. You smiled, not knowing how long he had been watching you at this point, “Did you get bored of the movie?” you asked, readjusting yourself so your chin was now propped up on his chest so you could stare at him without the need to crane your neck.

His smile was gentle instead of the usual teasing look he loved to wear, “Nah, I was just thinking…” he said as he stared back at the screen. The main character had a puppy who was currently yapping, trying to crawl onto the love interest's lap while the two were trying to hang out, “You remind me a lot of that puppy on the screen right now,” he finished. He laughed when he noticed the slight pout on your face while staring up at him with narrowed eyes.

“I am not,” you tried defending yourself after you felt his hand squeezing your hip. You could see the sparkle of mischief in his eyes as he smirked, “Besides, if I’m anyone, I’m the main character. Look, she’s cuddling with her not-boyfriend but totally boyfriend.”

“You’re practically identical to the puppy, though. Even the yapping sounds just like you,” he pointed out as he glanced at the screen and then back at you. The puppy had successfully laid on the man’s lap and was yapping in his face, and you had to admit the position was exactly like yours. Still, you couldn’t let him win just like that. You could never let him win.

“If we’re comparing each other to animals, then I should probably compare you to Reddie,” you began, “They way you’re always blowing bubbles and staring at me whenever I walk by. Betta fish behavior,” you could see Rafayel staring as he started processing your words, then that teasing smirk turned to a frown.

“That’s not fair, Reddie isn’t even in this movie,” he began and you shook your head. You began sitting upright on the couch, and Rafayel looked like he was about to drag you back down when you began speaking up again.

“He’s in the room with us though,” you turned to the table that housed Reddie, “Isn’t that right, Reddie?” the fish did nothing in response, however you were correct in your deduction of him staring at you whenever you were over. He even blew a few bubbles which proved your point as you looked back at Rafayel with a giant grin plastered across your face.

Rafayel made an attempt to drag you back down, but after noticing you weren’t budging he stopped, “This is defamation of character,” he whined; you chuckled and poked his forehead.

“You’re fine, Raffie,” you teased him then attempted to go back to watching the movie. Rafayel had other plans, however, as he sat up with you and wrapped his entire body around your own, almost suffocating you in his chest.

“You’re bullying me. You always bully me…all the time,” he complained, but you could tell that he was just being dramatic once again, and let out a small hum as you seemed to think back. Ya, you did bully him a lot…in your defense he also bullied you all the time as well. He would at least tease you almost every chance he got, which in your mind was bullying.

“I do not bully you all the time,” you attempted to defend yourself by lying through your teeth. You could feel Rafayel when he let out a breath of amusement at your comment. It was the worst lie he had ever heard coming from you, which was saying something.

“Okay fine, you bully me five days out of the week then,” he said as he allowed you a little breathing room, but his arms were still securely around you as you sat on his thighs. You smirked and were about to say something about it being a full time job when your eyes caught the scene that was playing on the TV.

How you went from a cute scene with a puppy to the characters in a bedroom, the male lead tossing the female onto the bed and getting between her legs…well it was a movie. Still, the cogs in your head were turning as you stared at the screen, and Rafayel clearly noticed the shift in your attention. You didn’t remember romance movies going into detail about these things. It almost had your legs squeezing shut as you imagined Rafayel pressing you to the couch to put his head between your own thighs.

“You were so bored earlier,” a lie, “What caught your attention?” Rafayel was teasing you as he looked at the screen to watch the scene play out. It was nothing overly explicit since it wasn’t a movie focused on it, however it did suddenly make you remember a conversation you had with him.

“Hey, remember like two weeks ago when I was asking you all those questions, and you refused to answer me, and then you told me we could discuss the details later?” you said it all in one quick breath as you looked at him.

You guys had a discussion about having sex in his Lemurian form, and somehow after that it hadn’t been brought up at all, which was a damn shame. You were waiting for Rafayel to bring it up, but after two weeks you had a feeling he was waiting on you to start it off. What better time than now, where you were both watching a sex scene in a sappy romance movie while you practically straddled one of his thighs?

You could feel how Rafayel’s entire body seemed to go tense for a moment. You looked up at him with a small frown, scooching closer so you were properly wrapped up in his embrace. Without even needing to think, his arms around your waist were dragging you onto his lap as if he had been conditioned into the response.

“Ya, I remember that,” he said, not able to really look at you. It was easy to see the flush that was forming on his ears and you had to stop yourself from pinching them. “You had a notebook about it, right?” he muttered the last part and you nodded. You pressed a quick kiss to his chest, causing him to gasp and look down at you. He was always so sensitive to your kisses that you couldn’t stop the pride from rolling off you. Just knowing you had this gorgeous and talented man under your finger was something you still had a hard time believing.

“You said we could discuss it…can we do that now?” you finally asked, letting him decide. You didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, and you knew this subject was a little…touchy to him. He still hadn’t even shown you his Lemurian form yet, and here you were wanting to fuck him in it. Rafayel honestly liked the idea, but it would be vulnerable for him, something he still struggled with in your relationship.

He swallowed a lump forming in his throat before daring to speak, “You want to talk about…doing it…right now?” he finally said while looking down at you. You could see in his eyes that he was embarrassed, but also intrigued. You swore the man had the most expressive eyes you had ever seen on someone.

“Well ya, because I’m thinking about it and we both know how badly I want you all the time,” The way you said it made Rafayel look surprised, “I have to stop myself from jumping your bones whenever you open the door and say ‘hi’ to me,” you finished. 

In your defense you thought you had been very obvious in this, but from how Rafayel looked like he was processing all this new information, perhaps you had been mistaken. Had he really not noticed how much you wanted him all the time. Any time he attempted to get frisky you were already soaking through your damn underwear for him.

You wanted to always be wrapped up in him, to feel him, just to be close to him. Rafayel was very needy when it came to you, but after getting a taste of his affection you think you had somehow become worse. It didn’t just end with sex either. While it was always mind blowing to be with him, you enjoyed the little things just as much.

Moments like this where you were watching a movie you just wanted his arms around you, and to listen to his heartbeat. Going for a small walk on the beach and collecting shells. Even sitting on the couch near him while he painted, and you two let the comfortable silence wash over the room for hours. It was a little pathetic, but it’s what this man managed to do to you.

“Wait…you have to…what’s been stopping you?” Despite his flustered expression, he honestly looked surprised you had been holding back this entire time. Intimacy certainly wasn’t new with the two of you at this point, but if he had known you always wanted to do it he would’ve indulged you. 

It was something he could never tell you, but he had been waiting so long to feel you against him. If he knew you’d be fine with making up for all that lost time, then you probably wouldn’t ever be leaving his bed. Hell, he was about five seconds from asking you to just move in with him so he could start and end the day off how it was meant to be. It also meant he had an excuse to hold you at night and in the morning, keeping you by his side  longer.

Still, despite his inner monologue going wild, his face was red at this point and you had to mention it, “You know, sometimes you go redder than Reddie. I get a little concerned. Are you gonna faint on me after hearing how badly I want your dick in me all the time?” You poked his cheek and he turned to glaring with a pout. He looked just like a cute kitten now and you chuckled.

Rafayel just rolled his eyes, clearly some of the tension disappearing with your teasing. He swore you had…such a way with words, “Okay, you wanted to talk about it, so let’s talk,” a beautiful way of changing the subject. After giggling a little more you tried clearing your throat to speak.

“Alright so we agreed about fucking while you’re in your Lemurian form, right?” you began and he stopped you.

“Agreed to have sex. Make love. Make it sound more romantic,” he corrected you.

“Fine, we agreed to make sweet and tender love while you’re in your Lemurian form,” he seemed pleased with this change, “This is going to happen, right? Like we both agree and consent to this, right?” you began asking, your tone turning more serious.  Even Rafayel could tell the shift in your tone as he got a little more serious as well.

You needed his explicit consent, you wanted to know he wanted this as much as you did. You’d never forgive yourself if you found out he was pressured into doing something. This man would do almost anything for you, even if he disliked it. You didn’t want that, you wanted him to want it as well.

“As long as you’re comfortable with it, I am too,” he said, matching your serious demeanor;  he looked at you and his eyes held a conviction in them, “In fact, I really want it,” his voice turned a little huskier as he cupped your cheek, just tenderly holding you in his hands. You nuzzled into the touch as you let out a small smile, satisfied with his response.

“Alright then it’s time to discuss things in depth,” you began and Rafayel adjusted to his position so he was leaning on the backing of the couch, fully prepared for a longer conversation. All the tension left the room at that moment, going back to the usual comfortable flow you guys kept, “So is there anything I should expect or mentally prepare for? Do you change emotionally? Are you more vulnerable? Do we need a safe word?”

“I shouldn’t be changing emotionally…or at least any more than I normally do when we’re intimate. We could have a safe word for the both of us…and I am more…vulnerable…” he began and you hummed. “I’m more…sensitive like that. I’m not used to being touched intimately in that form,” he admitted to you. He looked bashful at it, which was adorable in its own right. He was currently avoiding eye contact with you as he spoke, staring off to the side of the studio.

“Have you ever had sex in that form?” you asked him, your hands on his chest as you played with the shirt there. You waited patiently for him, letting him take his time for every question you asked.

After a moment of silence he spoke up, “I never had sex until I met you,” he admitted easily. You paused for a moment, staring up at him with wide eyes. He hadn’t told you this before. The first time he had been the one to initiate it, and he was damn good with his hands. He didn’t last that long, but neither did you. You had chalked it up to being the first time doing it with a new person had gotten him more worked up than usual. You had deflowered Rafayel without even knowing it.

“I…damn are you just a sex god or something then? There’s no way you were that good the first time. I mean..well you also knew it was my first time but…damn Raf,” you said and he looked at you with a bit of pride in his eyes. He was smirking as he adjusted his legs so you could wrap your own around his waist and properly straddle his lap.

“Obviously I had thought about doing it with you before I made my move. I did my research,” he stated and then realized what he said. He could see that Cheshire like grin gracing your face as you giggled; he just knew you’d never let this one go. He was about to cover your mouth with his hand, but you were faster in taking his wrist and moving it back down.

“Awe, so my Raf was reading articles and watching porn to find out how to please his partner?” you began and he let out an annoyed groan, “I am so honored by your dedication in making me cum, babes,” you leaned up and kissed his nose. He seemed to soften back up at the sweet gesture, giving you a small smile. He relaxed again, noticing how you weren’t going to go full on with your teasing at the moment.

“Alright, so this means I get to take your virginity twice now,” perhaps he was wrong. Another annoyed groan left him, but you could see a hint of a smile there. He pinched your hip with his free hand in response, making you squeal, jumping a little in his hold.

“Do you have to state it like that?” he asked, his voice sounding whiny again. You stuck your tongue out at him, which prompted him to do the same in response. You both stared at one another and then you broke it by laughing at how stupid you two were.

“Yes, yes I do,” you were beaming now, “Back on topic, I’ll find out about your anatomy and stuff as we…make tender and sweet love,” you said with some exaggeration, “Do you mind if I experiment a bit with what things taste like and how you respond to certain touches? Like the whole nine yards. I want to see every response you have to me,” you were excitedly stating, and Rafayel went back to looking flustered at your blunt attitude. You basically just told him you wanted to give him a sloppy blowjob while he was in his Lemurian form, so how else was he supposed to act?

“I…wouldn’t mind,” he cleared his throat, “This is to help answer your questions, after all,” he trailed off a little bit at the end. He could feel your thighs tense up at that comment, and he shot you a confused look.

You had a frown now as you shook your head, “I mean it is to answer my questions, but it’s also to have fun and to be closer to you. It’s not just about me, I want it to be about us.” you said as you took the hand that was still on your cheek. You kissed the palm of his hand and watched his eyes widen at the cute gesture. 

“Alright, if that’s what you want…I know it’s definitely what I want,” he said, causing you both to smile. You watched as he placed his hand back on your hip, holding onto you with a lax grip. You shifted on his lap as you tried to sit up straighter, trying to act like you were just getting back to business. It was comedic how you both managed to go back and forth with being serious then teasing, but you guessed that was just how your relationship had always been.

“Alright then…do you wanna be top or bottom for this? Or are we just gonna see how things play out?” you asked next. You leaned in closer to Rafayel, wrapping your arms around his shoulder and pressing your chest against him. Your chin was propped up on his own chest as you stared up. The hands on your hips gently played with the hem of your top as he seemed to think about this.

“Um well…” he began, trailing off in thought, “We can see how you’re feeling after you see…things,” he looked down at you. His eyes were uncertain about something and you couldn’t figure out what he was suddenly so nervous about, “It might be better if you’re on top so you can control the pace,”

You then paused for a moment, lost in your own thoughts. Rafayel wasn’t exactly average sized, while he wasn’t overly thick he was long. You thought his dick was honestly perfect; it managed to hit deep inside of you without making you feel like you’d be split in half. “Are you saying it’s…bigger than…?” the look he gave you said it all.

He let out a small sigh, “Well it’s different and…yes, bigger,” as Rafayel gauged your expression he could see how they managed to light up at the prospect. Maybe getting split open by your boyfriend’s dick every now and then wouldn’t be so bad…right? Right. 

Not to mention the different part. You hadn’t told him, but you had read a copious amount of fantasy porn about Lemurians in the two weeks you had asked him about it. Literally consuming as much as you could so you could figure out more questions and theories to try on him. You knew for certain there was a lot of misinformation, but you were almost positive that some of it had to hold a little truth. Maybe there was a Lemurian porn writer out there and you read their stuff?

Rafayel rolled his eyes dramatically at your excited expression, almost pouting, “Of course you’d be excited over this,” he muttered, causing you to chuckle. You leaned up and rubbed your nose with his own, allowing him to melt back into you, but the pout on his lips remained.

“Raf, I get two different types of dicks from a single boyfriend. Who needs toys when you have a cute boy right in front of you, right?” you explained and he looked at you as though offended.

“You use toys? Without me?” he gasped, and it was only then that you realized you normally didn’t bring toys into the bedroom with him. You could recall a few times with handcuffs and a vibrator, and once where you tried a cock ring…not to mention the strap on. You guessed you could bring over your collection at a later date to show him.

“Shut up, this isn’t about that,” you said with a dismissive wave, “So where exactly are we going to do this anyway? I mean the bathtub could work hypothetically, but it might be a little cramped for all the things I wanna do. If I were just riding you then that would be a different story…” you also didn’t want to just do it in the ocean. The last thing you needed was sand in unmentionable places because you were so horny you let him fuck you into the shore.

“This entire island is privately owned by yours truly, you know,” he reminded you, “I have the saltwater pool outside. The tanning area should work as long as we do it at night. I can also bring out the awning for more privacy if that’s what you want,” how had you forgotten? You two had literally been swimming in it for half the day. Still you didn’t think he’d be so willing to do it there. Sure drones and cameras weren’t allowed near Mo Studio since it was private property, but that didn’t stop you from worrying about someone seeing him like this.

Rafayel could see the hesitation in your eyes as he leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead, “Don’t worry about it, I go out there to swim all the time when you aren’t here,”

You felt your shoulders relax for a moment before his words caught up, “Wait…why only when I’m not here?” well now he had to deal with your ass being offended. You two had a staring match as he shifted on the couch uncomfortably, “You know what, doesn’t matter. You’re allowed to be in that form whenever you choose. Sorry for pressing,” 

“Awe, were you feeling bad?” He cooed, pressing a kiss to your cheek this time. You grumbled, hating how you did feel a little bad. You opted to flick his forehead and one of his hands immediately shot up to press down on the patch you had abused, “Owchie…” he rubbed the spot with a pout.

“Okay, so we’re gonna do it in the pool outside. So location is all checked off…so like will your tail come out when you touch water or…?” You knew it didn’t. You had gone swimming with him, but oh that look of confusion he was currently giving you gave you life.

“When I…touch the water?” he muttered back and you nodded your head vigorously. You didn't give him any context as he tried to think about, and with how serious you were looking at him he genuinely couldn’t tell if it was a joke. You did your best to keep a straight face as you waited, but after a few moments of him staring at you in confusion, you decided to clarify.

“Ya, like those mermaid movies and shows!” you said it like it was the most obvious thing in the entire world, “Like ‘H20: Just Add Water’ and ‘Aquamarine’,” you watched as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he worked through your stupidity.

Your boyfriend needed a moment to truly absorb your stupidity.

“You know I’ve heard about bogus Lemurian things…but this…this is a first,” he said in the most disappointed way you could. You couldn’t stop the smile from finally breaking onto your face as you began laughing, and he now knew for a fact you were teasing him, “You’re messing with me,” he stated as he leaned in so your foreheads were touching, glaring down at you.

You gave him your most innocent expression, “You never answered me question though,” you batted your eyelashes, but he wasn’t going to buy into you innocently asking him a question again.

“I don’t answer stupid questions,” he was now smiling from your antics, which was a win in your books.

“But babe, those are the only questions I know how to ask,” you hated how Rafayel nodded at this statement as he agreed with you, “Wait, you’re not supposed to agree to that. You’re supposed to tell me ‘there’s no such thing as a stupid question’,” you whined.

“You know I don’t like lying to you,” absolutely rude behavior, “Now are we going to finish this movie? I think we missed like half of the plot already,” you tilted your head back to look at the screen to see what Rafayel was right. The movie seemed to be in its climax at the moment, and the last thing you had seen were the characters fucking. How long had you two been talking? It didn’t seem that long, but apparently you were sorely mistaken.

You turned to Rafayel, “Okay one final question then,” you decided on, your arms on his shoulders trailing to the front of his body; you started to play with the opening of his shirt again. You ran your hand over the exposed skin there, gently going over the mole right on his chest and you watched the shiver go down his spine.

“Is it going to be another dumb one?” he asked, not breaking eye contact with you. He did grab you and drag you closer, pressing you down in his lap in response to your gentle touches. He was always so sensitive it was entertaining to see him getting a little riled up just from touching his chest.

“Shockingly no,” you said while leaning in and pressing a kiss to his neck. You heard his breath getting caught in his throat as you pressed another one, your lips lingering on the skin there. The flutter of your eyelashes tickled him a bit as he squirmed in his spot.

“Then ask away, pearl,” the slightly breathy tone of his voice was alluring as he waited for you. You could feel him underneath you with the current position and you shimmied your hips. You could see the bob of his throat as he swallowed thickly, trying to hold back any other noises as he waited for you. Your boyfriend was trying to act like he wasn’t getting hard, but you could feel the twitch of his cock underneath you.

“When are we going to do this exactly…because I keep having wet dreams about it,waking up hot and bothered, and I just really want to,” you said, your voice almost whining. This time Rafayel did groan at your words. You lifted up to look at his flustered expression, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at you in a slight daze. You watched his pink tongue poke between his lips to lick them, clearly enjoying your honesty.

“When’s your next day off?” he managed to ask, rolling his hips up into you, allowing you to feel just how turned on he was getting. You could feel how his pulse quickened under your fingertips, loving the effect you had on him. He was so responsive to you it was flattering, which caused you to shoot him a pretty pleased look.

Rafayel rutted his hips up into you again, slowly grinding against you at a leisurely pace. You could feel him against your cunt and heat began pooling between your thighs, the slight throb of arousal making you groan, “Tomorrow, I don’t work tomorrow,” your voice came out smaller than normal as you felt his clothed length grazing your clit now.

Rafayel let out a small grunt as he stopped moving his hips against you, going to grab his phone next to him. You let out a disappointed whine that he stopped moving against you, but you were also curious as to what he was doing. Typically if you got him going, that was it; he wasn’t about to stop for anything. You leaned over to his phone and saw he had the weather app open and loaded.

“It says it should be pretty warm tonight…did you want to?” Rafayel glanced up at you. Your eyes widened at the realization of what he was implying. Heat was crawling under your skin at just the thought as you ground down on him in response, trying to get some stimulation because damn you were already soaked.

“Really, we can do it tonight? Right now?” you said, your voice excited and breathy. Rafayel looked amused at how you reacted, “Please Raf, let’s go. Any second that you’re not in me is a second wasted!” you chuckled. You began rolling your hips into him in earnest now, leaning into his neck and pressing more kisses along his jawline. You gave him a few teasing nips right where you remembered his scales appearing. A drawn out moan escaped Rafayel and you felt how his cock was throbbing underneath you now.

You felt Rafayel’s hands going underneath your thighs, “Hold on tight, okay?” he said. You didn't hesitate, your arms wrapping around him as you nuzzled into him, happily continuing your assault of bite marks and kisses all over the exposed column of his neck. You were planning on leaving marks all over him tonight so when he went to his next art exhibition in two days everyone would know what he was getting up to. Especially because you knew Rafayel was never shy in showing off your marks.

Your center of gravity shifted as Rafayel stood up and held onto you securely, the ease in which he did it always surprised you. He tried playing it off like he was some weak artist, but you knew the muscles underneath. Knew how strong he could be when he decided to not play coy.

“You’re really fine with doing this tonight? Right now?” he asked as he began walking you through the art studio. He was careful to avoid any paint brushes, and all the other scattered supplies that littered the floor. The organized mess was something that came second nature to him as he navigated to the large sliding glass doors that led right to the pool area.

“Get me outside and take off my pants, and you’re going to see exactly how fine I am with it, Raf,” you teased him and he groaned at your statement. You bit down on his shoulder, watching as his skin flushed bright red and he adjusted you in his grasp, trying to get you away from leaving marks so he wouldn’t have to worry about his legs giving out on him.

“I didn’t realize how much of a pervert you could be,” he said as he worked the door open a bit awkwardly. He managed to hold onto you in one arm, repositioning it so your ass was on his forearm so he had access to his hand. The balmy air outside made you squirm, holding tighter to him as if his body would somehow help you escape the humidity.

“Really, you’re just now realizing,” you said with a huff, “You didn’t get the hint when I asked if it was fine for me to hold your soft dick in my mouth while you painted?” Rafayel stumbled at your blunt statement. It was true though, this man somehow made you feel feral all the time. It’s not like he was ever complaining. 

Rafayel not commenting about your perverted statement was enough to let you know he was so done with you. You could only giggle in his grip as he made his way out past the main area of the pool. The moonlight shone off of it, making it seem more like a painting than reality. You had always adored the pool as soon as the sun went down and it turned into silvery ripples. 

The breeze from the ocean did help cool off your skin though as Rafayel made his way to one of the lounge chairs he had set up outside. He adjusted you in his grasp to help him set you down easier, letting your butt hit the soft, waterproof fabric of the lounger.

Aaaaaand there we have it. The second part will have all the nitty gritty and will be...hefty.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

One of y'all best be sending me the will power to finish editing Rafayel after work today. I only have 8 more pages to go. It's 3/4ths of the way edited. Almost 20k freaking words. I am so close guys. Someone just tell me not to nap when I get home and power through the final 8 pages. In nine hours someone better punch me in the face and drag me by the hair to my google doc okay? I'm trusting you guys.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

Currently brain rotting over the though of Sylus putting MC into a mating press and just groaning into their ear from how good they feel. MC’s legs just twitching as he holds the back of their thighs. Suddenly MC just grabbing his hair and bringing him down for a kiss and he busts a nut just from the subtle pain as their fingers are entwined in his silver locks.

Just masochist Sylus who comes quickly when you’re being rough with him.

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LADS Zayne: Yet Another Day | Angst

And a Happy Birthday to Zayne PT 2 <3

❧ Pairings: Zayne x Reader ❧ Warnings: Angst, Men Crying, Dreaming, Kissing ❧ Synopsis: The date was perfect. A lakeside picnic for dinner as the sun sets alongside your partner? It was like something out of a dream. ❧ Word Count: 2.1k

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Part 1

Zayne

Yet Another Day

The lake you had chosen for your date had been prettier than you anticipated. You had dragged Zayne alongside you for a small birthday picnic during your vacation, and it had been well worth the hike getting there. The food had been delicious and you were both full and content, just basking in the sunny rays that beamed down through the canopy of trees above you. They looked even better as the sun had slowly begun to descend, casting everything in orange reddish shades.

The jasmines that grew around the area were calming and you reminded yourself for the umpteenth time that you needed to start growing those for your home. You leaned against Zayne’s shoulder, letting your head fall onto him. The way he instantly relaxed against you made you smile as you fought the urge to completely drape yourself over him.

He had been reading, just enjoying the afternoon in quiet as you had been content to just do nothing for a little while. You were both spent from your hike here, and then your earlier activities before you began eating. Your eyes tiredly glazed over the pages and noticed that it was nothing but medical jargon. Even when he was away from the hospital he was yet again reading books. Still, it was something he enjoyed doing in his downtime, as strange as it seemed to you.

“You know, I could suggest you a few other books that you might enjoy. They’re based in a hospital,” you said with a small smile, “Maybe try something lighter to read instead of medical textbooks while you’re on vacation?” you tested the waters to see if he was still in a playful mood.

Zayne had a hint of a smile on his lips as he glanced at you from behind his glasses, “Believe it or not, this is light reading for me,” he said and you couldn’t help the small huff that escaped you. That book was massive, and the words in it were beyond a normal person’s vocabulary.

“You and I have very different views on light reading,” you said and he hummed in agreement. He wasn’t even going to argue the point, “So…what are you reading?” you tried getting an idea from the words on the page, but it went over your head.

Zayne noticed your attempt to look and closed the book so you could see the title. You didn’t even need to read it to know exactly what book it was, “Wait, didn’t you already read this book?” It was on sleep studies and dreams. Your boyfriend let out a hum in affirmation as he opened it back up to continue reading.

“Sometimes it’s good to go back through a book you’ve read before to make sure you understand the information,” he said, almost sounding like he was going to lecture you about the importance. He was cut off by your groan though, looking over at you with a questioning gaze.

“You’re such a nerd, babes,” you teased. Zayne had the audacity to let out a small cough, covering his mouth to avoid laughing at your antics. You let out a small whine, poking his cheek until his attention was fully on you now.

Once he turned his head you cupped his cheek and brought your face closer. You closed your eyes and pressed your lips up against his. Zayne melted into you the moment your lips made contact, placing the book down to cup the back of your head gently. The kiss tasted of macarons, the snack you had lovingly made and hand fed him on your picnic. It tasted even better with it when it was mixed with his own taste.

You parted your lips from him, running your thumb over his cheek as you smiled at him, “You know, I found something out about sleep and dreams,” you said, your voice going a little quieter after seeing how his gaze softened while looking at you.

“Care to enlighten me?” he asked while pushing some of your hair behind your ear you let out a hum as though it was something you had to think about. You felt his large hand continuing to  brush through your hair, his fingers tangling with the locks there.

“Apparently we can have multiple dreams in a single night, we just don’t remember them all,” it was something Zayne already knew, but hearing you bring it up made him smile. He pressed another kiss to your lips, but this one was fleeting as he pulled back to speak.

“And what is it you dream about?” he asked, his voice dropping to a whisper alongside your own. The comfortable cocoon you two had made was making you feel especially mushy at the moment, a small blush was painted on your cheeks.

“You know…it’s weird. Sometimes I see you, but it’s not…exactly you. There’s different versions of you.” you started, not knowing how he’d react to this, “Once we were in this ice castle, and another time in a forest and you had long hair in that dream,” you said, taking your hand to brush through his own short, well kept hair. You made a mental note that he’d be needing a haircut when you got back to Linkon.

What you hadn’t expected was for Zayne to tense up at you admitting you dreamt of him. You paused, looking at him with a confused glance. He looked almost like he regretted asking in the first place, making your heart sink as you quickly tried to make it better.

“What’s wrong?” your voice was a little higher pitched than normal, “Was it something I said?” you didn’t know exactly why he seemed to react this way, but it was clearly connected to what you told him you dreamt about. You didn’t think it would be weird to dream about your boyfriend, but with how he was acting perhaps he disliked the thought.

Zayne quickly schooled his expression, giving you a smile instead, but you could see in his eyes that it was for show, “No, nothing like that. Your dreams are very…imaginative,” he commented and you swallowed the lump in your throat. Panicking wouldn’t do anything, and you knew that even if you pried into it Zayne would keep his lips sealed. You two were still working on communicating better, but it wasn’t perfect yet.

Perhaps it was because of his own dreams. There had been several occasions you had woken up to Zayne being in a fitful sleep, plagued by nightmares. When he woke up he was holding onto you tightly, his face buried in your neck as he calmed himself down. A few times you had felt tears, but never commented on it. Maybe he had been upset because all his dreams seemed to be dark.

Then again, you doubted it. He’d normally be happy about something like this. He never outright said it, but he loved being the center of your attention. “Zayne…” you said, getting his attention, “It makes me happy, you know,” you began, cupping his cheek and running your thumb over it.

“What does?” he asked, trying to coax the answers out of you. You cleared your throat and smiled, trying not to blush like some lovestruck idiot. It was exactly what you were, but you could at least try and hide it a little.

“Getting to see you, even in my dreams,” It was true. Even if sometimes the dreams with him were sad, and he looked so lonely, you were still happy you could see him. You did always wake up longing for him, for his touch. When he wasn’t in bed with you, you felt empty and hated it. Still, the dreams were nice, especially the ones where his long hair was long. He smiled a lot more carefree in those dreams.

Zayne had paused for a moment, then you could see the relief in his shoulders. It was like what you said lifted a weight he had been carrying. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and you let out a happy sigh at this. You loved this man so damn much that sometimes it did hurt.

“You know if this were a dream, I’d never want to wake up from it,” Zayne said, brushing his lips against your own now. You giggled, leaning in for another kiss. His lips melded so perfectly with your own, leaving you feeling like you were on cloud nine. Everything about him was perfect.

You used the hand on his cheek to bring him closer, pressed your forehead with his own again. You were smiling, looking at him as your thumb traced over his jaw. If you looked lovestruck right now, it was nothing in comparison to how Zayne currently looked at you. You think he sometimes will put you on a pedestal, not that you’d ever complain.

“Happy Birthday, Zayne…I love you. So much…” you said, the last part being a breathless sigh as his lips were on yours the moment the words came out. He leaned into you, licking at your bottom lip and seeking entrance. 

He took a second to breath, opening his mouth to say it back when something felt wrong. He looked around him then back at you. He could see you, but you weren’t really there.  Your body that had been so perfectly visible seemed to be turning transparent as you were fading away. A gust of wind went past him carrying the jasmine petals, and you along with it as you seemed to disappear completely.

Suddenly Zayne’s eyes shot open, staring at the ceiling of his dingy apartment building. His heart was in his throat as he tried to comprehend what had happened. He raised an arm and placed it over his eyes, blocking out the rays of sunshine trying to go into his room. His head was pounding and he felt delirious, trying to recall where he was. One moment he was in a vibrant dream, the next a world filled with nothing but shades of gray.

His body ached, covered in cuts and bruises still. The horrible patch jobs he had done was clear as one of them was halfway unwrapped from all his tossing and turning in the night. The image of you, smiling so sweetly, was burned into his eyes. It was all he could think about. The feel of you in the palm of his hand, the taste of your kisses, how your breath got caught in your throat. Everything about you left him longing for more. He could still taste the macarons melding together with your lips on him.

He sometimes swore he’d try to find you, see if you even existed. The doctor had you, and this most recent dream showed that you recalled other versions of him. He wondered…did you ever dream of this version of him? The broken one? Would you be disgusted by him? Pity him? He hoped you didn’t dream of him, honestly. You deserved the doctor who was sweet, took care of you, and loved you with every fiber of his being. If you saw him, you would only notice just how pathetic he was without you in his life.

He finally took his hand away, realizing there were tears running down his cheeks. He cursed under his breath as he glanced at the clock. September 5th…it was his birthday again. He couldn’t help but grimace at how it already started. He hated this, he hated everything about it. He was glad that the doctor appreciated you, because he wasn’t sure he knew how lucky he was getting to wake up with you by his side. Would his life be different if you were here? Would you also tell him you loved him and kiss him so gently. 

He had never even kissed a person, but he could figure what it would be like. Your lips had been soft, it caused him to trace over his own as he fought back more tears. You didn’t kiss him though, it didn’t belong to him. He had no right to remember what you tasted like. When you said that you loved him, it wasn’t for him. It was for the doctor.

He sighed…he had never said it back in that dream. He never got a chance, but perhaps in the quiet of his own apartment he could say it. Just once. He never dared to utter the words out loud, even though he thought of them anytime he dreamt of you. Today was just another day, but he could at least try to see how the words would feel on his tongue now.

“I love you,”

His voice was more broken than he thought, cracking at the end. He covered his mouth again. Words like that weren’t meant to be spoken by someone like him. They were never his words to begin with.

Happy Birthday, Dawnbreaker. And if anyone was thinking the ending was kinda familiar, it's because I was heavily inspired by this image by @iz-star