#HAPPY BELATED VDAY FOLKS!!!!!!!!

[crimsonspring]

MDNI, Suggestive content ahead

Pulsing with a million and one variations of emotions synonymous to love and desire, Rafayel can barely hold back the submissive whimpers that escape his blushing lips, matching the blood rushing to the surface of his kiss spoiled skin. She's sure there isn't an inch of his face she has left lorn of her affection, a promise fulfilled by the lipstick stains adjoined with the purple hickies, both complimentary of her sinful lips. She was alike to a siren of desire and beauty, and Rafayel is consumed and willingly possessed by her melody.

"M..More. Please, please — more," He pleads breathlessly, her endless showers of affection still not enough to quell the longing in his chest. Rafayel is obnoxiously selfish when it comes to her, evident in his white knuckled fists that held onto the chiffon of her dress possessively. The room hosts only the two, yet he feels invigorated enough to wage a war against the cold wind for casting shivers down her skin that he has claimed his ownership of. None shall touch her and the atoms of nature be damned too.

She, on the other hand, can only giggle at the lovestruck look in his eyes, and if the goosebumps on her skin was because of her beloved, she only tells him through an ever growing number of kisses she continues to press against his soft skin. "You're getting greedy, baby," she teases, shaking her head as she pulls away, looking down at his half-lidded eyes. She sits on her rightful throne — his lap — as he holds her with fidgety fingers. The bottle of wine remains sealed and untouched on the table, just like how he had intended for it to be so. He wanted every moment etched to his memory tonight to be a sober one (though truth to be told, he's quite frankly already drunk off her, as cheesy as it sounds).

He simply nods pitifully, cheek chasing into the palm of her gentle hand. "I am. I know I am, can you blame me, cutie?" He sighs, wide amethyst eyes gazing up at her. Do you blame a dehydrated man for his tight hold on the pitcher? Do you hold back a widower who sees his beloved bride beckoning him?

She giggles again, and Rafayel actually feels his trousers grow tighter (even tighter than when she had been showering him with her physical affection) at the symphonic sound. He is in love, through and through. "Well, don't you think I deserve some Valentine's Day loving, too?" The blush on his cheeks only intensifies, but his loyalty and determination to please his beloved surpasses any sheepishness he feels. Within a blink of an eye, he has her back pressed against the orange material of his couch as he kneels before her. Pressing a kiss to the side of her ankle, his lips trail to the bottom of her foot causing her own breath to hitch this time. Rafayel hears the thumping of his racing heart, and he knows she sees the vow glowing on his chest — he is glad that she does, wants and needs her to know that he is completely and utterly devoted to her. He'd throw his own empire (in his past, present and future lives) to the ground and watch it burn all up in flames, if it meant it would keep her warm. "Raf," she gasps as she watches the Sea of God blushing as he kisses her feet.

"My apologies, my beloved." The words are slightly mumbled against the fleshy part of her foot, and he swears he feels his lids getting heavy yet again at the intense pleasure from worshipping her. "Why don't I show you how much I love you?"

She feels his warm sigh of contentment against the skin of her foot, before it begins to travel up her leg, the journey accompanied by an abundance of gentle and unhurried kisses, before they pause when his lips finally reaches the inside of her thighs.

"Baby, please," the frequent prayer between the two is repeated for the umpteenth time tonight. She takes the baton this time.

The smirk Rafayel dons is ironic when plastered on the same face that is blushing relentlessly. "Eager to plead and eager to please, cutie."

[dustbunn1e]

Happy belated vday folks! Enjoy some art made by yours truly~! ❤️🍫🍓

(Kudos to andou's art party fueling my desire to draw, tonight's theme was delicious)