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— NSFW

imagine cockwarming sylus while he cleans his gun. he would use your thighs as a makeshift table for his things. definitely would brush the tip of his gun against your inner thigh whenever you squirm. a little reminder that you have to keep still while he is working.

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Illusio is truly a blessing

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First post, hello Tumblr.com

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illusio / imagine a night with the sea god

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the "i'm about to devour you" look

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TOUCH OF AN ARTIST : short smut

pairings: rafayel x fem reader

warnings: terms used

You didn't realize he would notice. Really. You were asked to come to his studio because he was feeling uninspired. He jokingly said that seeing you would 'spark inspiration' in him. So you did.

As you sat on the couch and watched him paint, your eyes began to roam. The sprawled mess on the floor, the paint stains on his shirt, and his fingers holding the paintbrush.

Rafayel did have pretty hands, you wouldn't deny that.

Every time you held hands, they fit perfectly intertwined with yours. Somehow your thoughts started to wander — his pretty fingers wrapped around your wrist, your neck, or maybe.. gripping your thighs—holding them open.

You immediately shook those thoughts away. Rafayel turned his head in curiosity. You didn't realize that he had already stolen glances at you. Noticing how focused you were on his hands. A playful smirk painted his lips when he approaches.

Which led to this moment, Rafayel on his knees between your legs. His hands running up and down your thighs. Kneading and squeezing the soft flesh beneath his fingertips.

“I saw how you looked at my hands, cutie. You don't think I know what's going on your mind right now?” He chuckles, sliding one of his hands underneath your shorts.

“My hands turn you on, don't they?” A quick unbutton and tug, your shorts were already around your ankles. A wicked grin spread on his lips when he gazed at your center. The thin panties separating him and your core.

“I bet if I slide my hand in your panties right now, I'll find you absolutely wet for me, cutie.”

You couldn't focus on his words any longer. His fingers pressing against your clit through the fabric was enough to lose any control you had left in you.

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God of tiddies- I mean tides, rafayel

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had the urge to write a jealous rafayel drabble :)

"My bodyguard is the greatest. I really don't wanna leave her for a second!"

cw: implied jealousy, established relationship, blowjob, dirty talk

That's what Rafayel told himself over and over. You were the only thing that was constant in his life, he wanted to always be by your side.

..Or he wanted the other way around. He wanted to see you every minute, every second. He didn't want you to even waste a breath with anyone else. He wanted to keep you with him, always.

Especially how pretty you look on your knees. How pretty your lips look wrapped around his cock. "That's it, pretty girl." His smooth voice draws your attention. "Look at me. Look how full your mouth is, yeah?"

He threads his fingers in your hair and pushes your head further down until you begin to gag. He guides your head to pull away.

"Was that too much?" A dark glint twinkled in his eyes. "My poor girl." His thumb swipes some of your drool.

"You know what happens when I get jealous, right? Hm?" His hand wrapped around the shaft. You knew he wasn't done lecturing you yet.

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Winning a bet against Rafayel 🐟

short smut, explicit words used

You won a bet, so you were going to top tonight. Rafayel lets out a whine when he plops down the bed. "You're so unfair, cutie. You probably cheated. Cheated your way to the top!" You smiled at the unexpected pun. He didn't protest further when both your hands squeezed his thighs. Ever since the first time, he would let you top him (only when he is in a really good mood).

As you tugged down his pants, you couldn't help but notice how red his face was. He tried to move away from your grasp, but you held down his hips with your arms. You looked down at the tent that was prominent in his boxers, smirking as you looked up at him. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

A moan escapes his lips when you took his cock out, stroking it a little. He shifted against the mattress so you can pull his boxers down. He was already rock hard in anticipation. It made your heart pound to see him yearn for you touch. Licking your fingers, you brush it against his balls before sliding it down to his waiting hole.

"Mmnngh." Rafayel gasps as you push a finger in. "Stop teasing, you—" He groans, barely finishing his words when you push in another digit. He was clenching onto them tightly when you pulled them out just to push them back in.

"Feels good.. please, cutie. I can't take it anymore."

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sylus is the type to run over to you instead of receiving the trophy when they announce him as the winner. you make him feel like one every single day.

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spending an early morning with sylus

early mornings with sylus are pretty interesting. there are times you would catch him still asleep. his peaceful sleeping face never fails to make you smile. there are also times when you would wake up to him braiding your tangled hair and humming a familiar tune. "good morning doll, do you want me to brush your hair for you?"

it's simple gestures like these that mean a lot to you both.

there are times when sylus is a little cheeky. one morning, you woke up to him eating you out, with his strong hands pinning both your thighs on the bed. as you were brought to the edge, he would immediately pull away and slide his cock in while you were still shaking. he brushes back your hair, pressing a kiss on your forehead.

"shh.. you can take it, doll."

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As an artist, i can relate raf.

When your favourite person start to show interest in art 🫠