#lads rayafel

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✧༺┆✦ʚScent Feral: All Menɞ✦┆༻✩

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, eating out, begging, feral, primal, overstimulation, orgasm control, porn w/ no plot, edging.

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: While attending a high-society event, Sylus experiences a slip of professionalism as he slowly becomes consumed by his jealousy and his fantasy after watching his partner in crime flirt with their target.

―୨୧⋆ ˚TOTAL WORD COUNT: N/A

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! Before you read this, just wanted to let you know that I’ll be updating with the different boys. I only have Sylus’s done rn cause brain rot but stay tuned for the rest <3

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Sylus

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1.4K

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: You had come back from a party, satisfied yet tired and ready to slump into the arms of your man. However, he had other plans in mind the moment he got a whiff of your scent.

―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3

You had just come back from a party hosted by one of your work friends. It was a rather casual event but that didn’t stop you from achieving a sophisticated and clean look. However, it was rather exhausting for that very reason. Slipping your shoes off at the doorway, you sighed out in relief because, finally, you were home. 

Calling out into the silence, hoping the crow man would hear you, you were happy to hear his padded footsteps making their way towards you. “Welcome back, Dove.” he said whilst slipping an arm around your waist and planting a kiss on your forehead. You giggled tiredly and leaned into his embrace “Hey, Sy.” He pulled away from you, his arm slipping from your waist to your hand, giving a whistle and twirling you as he took a look at you.

“Always so gorgeous.” He never failed to make you feel beautiful, no matter what you did or what you wore. You weren’t too good at accepting compliments as this caused your face to creep with an all too familiar heat. Shyly, you accepted his compliment, burying your face in his chest, hoping he wouldn’t see how flustered you were. Sylus chuckled at this before burying his nose in your hair, embracing you once more.

The moment your scent hit his nose, something inside him had snapped. It was an almost immediate reaction, his body twitching, nostrils flaring as he inhaled your scent. You hadn’t done anything different from your normal yet you smelled intoxicating. It enveloped his senses, robbing him of any common sense, ridding him of his sanity.

He nudged his nose further into your hair, his hold on you becoming more firm. You attempted to pull away from him but didn’t budge in the slightest. “Sy?” His hands snaked from your back to your ass, gripping it firmly. He began fondling your body, shoving his nose deep into your hair, the scent so sweet and intoxicating.

“You smell so good..” Fingers tangling into your hair, he takes the opportunity to move your head to his liking, peppering your skin with kisses full of hunger. He heard your whimper out in arousal and confusion but couldn’t process anything more than your scent and how it drove him mad. Making sure he wasn’t too rough with you, the grip on your hair tightened as he tilted your neck to the side, exposing one of your most vulnerable spots to him. 

Nosing your neck, his face was pressed against your skin, feeling your pulse thrumming against his lips. “Sylus, what ar-“  A gasp fell from your lip, he bit you.  A growl rumbled from within him, your scent having sent his last thread of control spiral away.

His ministrations on your body were eager and uncoordinated, pawing at you like a hungry needy animal. Rendering you speechless, leaving you a mess of whimpers and whines in his arms, he proceeded to suck at your skin, the invitation too hard for him to control himself, for him to stop. 

He pressed up against you ever so closely, your body against his. You could feel the immense heat radiating off his body, His sense were full of you and only you, brain completely fogged and clouded with nothing more than you.

Sylus never let his hands leave your body, not even once. You went limp in his arms, knees buckling from the pleasure you received, you could no longer keep up with him. His thick arms hoisted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as your bottom settled right above his manhood.

“S-Sylus! Hey cut it ou-” He cut you off murmuring into your skin, “Your scent..I want it.” His lips quickly found their way to your chest, licking and sucking at the thin layer of skin right below your collarbone, sending your head flying back as a moan fell from your lips. “More..I need more.“

This sent him falling over the edge, crossing the line with no point of return. You felt your senses starting to haze and blur together as he walked you both towards the shared bedroom, lips refusing to leave your skin. 

Rather roughly, he threw you into the mattress, catching you off guard. But before you could utter another word, he was on his knees, big hands gripping at your thighs as he made room for himself in the space between your legs, kissing his way up to your pulsing heat. 

His lips pressed against the soft skin of your stomach, feeling how you twitched beneath him. You hummed out feeling the squeeze on your thighs. Sylus made quick work of taking your bottoms off, kissing his way down with each inch of skin that was exposed.

Your thighs twitched and flexed under the sensation of his lips. Your moaned out and the sound shot straight to his cock, his pants felt immensely tight while he heard the sighs and moans that rolled off your tongue, causing him to spiral more.

Finally, he got your pants off, the only thing between him and your core being your panties. The ashy haired man proceeded to throw your thighs over his shoulders, diving nose first into your clothed pussy, inhaling the scent. His eyes rolled back as you scent infiltrated his nose, he wanted to taste.

You felt his nose hit your clit, causing you to moan out and grip the sheets underneath you. Barely managing to open your eyes, you peered down, hands lacing into his hair. The man you saw below you was looking at you like a predator looking at his prey. His pupils were blown out, breath ragged, and cock hard as he licked you through the fabric.

He made his way back up your body, kissing up your skin till he reached your lips, taking your lips with a fierce, needy, aggression. The grip on your thigh was deliciously firm while his other arm supported his body. His hips lined up with yours, moving in a lustful synchronized dance, grinding against you and burying his nose into your neck.

Drawing out a moan from your lips, he continued to grind his hardness against your now dampening core. While this was a rather juvenile move for the two of you, it turned you both on so much, feeling the friction of cloth on skin. The two of you continued, more so Sylus, whilst you both moaned out.

Your hands fly to his neck, pulling him closer, which he happily accepted as he shoved his nose into your neck once more, feeling his sanity slip with the enticing aroma of your vanilla scent filling his nostrils. Letting out a growl, he gripped your thighs tighter, pulling you flush against his crotch while his pace increased.

The friction of your rigid pants against your clit was driving you near your peak, and from what you could tell, it was the same situation for Sylus. Deciding to help him out, you shove his face further into your neck, if that was even possible at this point, and begin whispering into his ear, begging him for your release.

Hearing this made his mind go blank, leaving his body almost on autopilot while he worked to find that perfect angle. He knew he found it when your body tensed and jerked, feeling his hips move erratically, you could no longer hold back the orgasm that tore through your body. Moaning out his name, chanting it over and over, he could no longer hold back.

Despite the two of you wearing clothes, so much had occurred between your bodies that you could hear the wet sticky mess as he slowly pulled his crotch off of yours, leaving you both stained, panting, and wanting more.

He peered up at you, eyes glinting with lust while he worked to get his breathing under control, but he couldn’t. He just couldn’t, not when you were splayed out before him, vulnerable and smelling enticing, He couldn’t get enough of it. Nose shoved back into your skin, inhaling the scent, you could feel him slowly getting hard again.

“God, Sylus..what’s gotten into you..” You said breathlessly with heat creeping to your cheeks. His look was so disheveled while his breathing was labored and needy. So unlike the leader of Onichynus to be so far fallen into lust that he almost couldn’t function.

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Ok 2 things:

- Do I make a tag list you can sign up for? (Idk how easy those are to maintain tho, still new to all this)

- I’m open to prompts, I’m kinda bored and lack ideas rn so throw some ideas at me pls, I’ll write for any of the LADS men

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I truly believe that the grapes in Rafayel’s card are only rare cause they were aphrodisiacs.

Look at his behavior, it was like the perfume all over again- 😳

Edit: I wrote a fic based on this idea so enjoy!

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Xavier

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Hair Pulling | Smut

Zayne

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Rafayel

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Gem Affection | Smut

Sylus

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Reflections of Desire | Smut ―୨୧⋆ ˚ Unspoken Cravings | Smut

Multi/All

―୨୧⋆ ˚ NightShade | Series [collaborative (Coming soon!)]

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✧༺┆✦ʚGem Affectionɞ✦┆༻✩

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, feral rafayel, praise kink, swearing, breeding kink, porn w/ little plot, aphrodisiac, intense sex, aftercare. ―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Stranded in a different timeline, You and Rafayel decide to make the situation worth your while. Indulging int he fruits of the night. ―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 2.8K ―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! I got a lil creative with some of the components from the original card, some of the events that partake are not canon. I tried to capture Rafayel's character in a feral light in the best way possible so I hope you like it! (Ngl i might rework this a bit so come back for an update) ―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3 Version, Twitter(come interact with me!)

Rafayel’s brows furrowed at the sound of the annoying pestering voices he’s grown to recognize these past few days. “Why is it always her?  She’s like a persistent shadow.” Acting quickly, Rafayel threw himself at the bed, his movements rather graceful as he successfully concealed the map from the maid. Swiftly following suit, you lean into him just as the maid barges in.

“We’re occupied right now. If it’s only about the fruit, kindly leave us be.”

The maid walks in, completely unfazed at the scene before her. She sets the tray of fruit down, turning around once more “Then I shall wait by the door. I will always be ready to tend to you, your Highness.” You rolled your eyes in exasperation, hearing the door click behind her.

With a deep sigh, you finally allowed the tension to flow out of your body, muscles loosening as the relief washed over you. Exchanging looks, you both became very aware of the situation you were in. The spark of an idea flashes through your mind and without any warning, you pressed a hand against Rafayel’s chest. Hearing him gasp, questioning your antics, you abruptly cut him off. “Let’s make it convincing.”

Before he could muster a response, you pushed him against the bed. His eyes widening slightly, a gasp escaping his soft, supple lips. This bold move of yours sent sparks flying through Rafayel as his gaze locked onto you, his interest piqued and his desire burning as hot as his flames “Oh? This intense.”

His expression shifted to something rather teasing, smugness playing across his features. He leaned in closer to you, his eyes swirling with amusement. “Tell me. Should I be a good honest boy? Or should I play hard to get?” He questioned, his voice laced with humor, dripping with seduction. Snaking a hand towards his neck, you lean further into him smirking, enjoying the outcome of your little ruse.

Rafayel placed his hands delicately on your lower back. You leaned into his touch both gazing deep into each other’s eyes, bodies connected whilst the two of you had a slow descent towards the mattress. You couldn’t deny that this ruse of yours was starting to feel very much real.

“Come dawn, new whispers will fill the air.” Your stomach fluttered as his voice hit your ears, soft and desperate. Oh how you wanted to take the man right then and there, your body, your whole being was aching to claim him, make him know how badly you wanted him. Resisting your urges, you glance at the grapes the maid had set out, you reach out towards the tray, plucking a juicy orb off its stem, lifting it towards Rafayel’s mouth, while you listen to him whine at your earlier comment on him being a fox spirit.

Ignoring his whining, and in an attempt to shut him up,  your arm slips around his neck once more, wrapping around and supporting his neck while you tilted his head back with your hand, waiting to feed him the grape. He let out a soft gasp not expecting you to be forceful with feeding him, but he loved it. He loved every second you spent, molding him to be pliant and obedient to you and only you.

Orbs swirling with desire, hunger, lust, he let you tilt his head back once more, submitting to your antics, loving being under your control with each second that passed. Well, he loved making you believe he was under your control. Guilty as charged, despite his nature, that man was indeed as sly as a fox. 

You were teasing him, you had to have been with the way you were rolling the grape along his lips, breath fanning against his cheek whilst he waited for your command. Impatiently, he grabs your wrist, pulling your hand away from his lips, as he gives into your ruse, playing his part a little too convincingly “You’re so demanding…Alright, I’ll make sure not a single drop goes to waste.” Moaning, he brought your hand towards his lips, licking the grape between your fingertips, suckling at it before pulling his lips away with a smack of his lips.

“Since your Highness wants to spice things up, I’ll do my best to satisfy your every need.” his voice dropping into a low and sultry tone. Honoring his promise, his lips hovered just centimeters above your skin, tongue slipping out and tracing a slow path along the vein in your arm. The heat of his breath followed his tongue, sending a shiver down your spine as you watched his gaze grow darker by the second.

Rafayel was stunning. You watched breathlessly as his tongue trailed your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake, causing your face to burn hot while your nose was filled with the scent of sea salt and fresh linen, the scent of him. Caught in a trance, you dropped the saliva covered grape. Cascading along his rigid, toned body, leaving a delicious red trail along his skin before settling right at his belt line.

Feigning innocence, Rafayel teased you, requesting for you to retrieve the grape for him given it was ‘soooo far away’. Not thinking much before you did so, you straddled him once more, effectively hushing him as you brought your finger towards his lips, listening to how his breath hitched in his throat as he fought desperately to even out his breathing, to resist taking your right then and there like some primal animal.

You of course took the liberty in toying with him quite a bit, your hands trailed along his skin, his stomach twitching at your feather light touch, a sight you enjoyed quite a lot. The man underneath you is nearly trembling in anticipation while your hands descend to his belt line ever so slowly, teasing him and leading him towards the edge of what would be a fall far from grace. 

Unable to withstand your antics any longer, he gripped your wrist, holding onto it and guiding you to the piece of fruit that lay on his stomach, urging you to grab it.

With compliance, you finally picked it up, however, his resolve was already shattered by then, and he promptly flipped you over, trading places with you. His eyes dark as he stared down at you hungrily, “Forget the fruit. Can’t you compensate me another way?” Not giving you the chance to respond, his lips crashed onto yours, The kiss was fierce, hungry, and desperate as his lips moved against your own with an insatiable desire.

It was dizzying how intensely Rafayel kissed you, his lips hardly leaving yours whilst you squirm against him. His breath was heavy as he fervently raked his hands down your body, refusing to pull away from your lips for even a second. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t, the taste too intoxicating to let go, the feeling too addictive to walk away from, almost like he needed it to survive. 

Finally he pulled away with a gasp, his lips swollen and shiny from the intensity of the kiss. The look in his eyes was almost animalistic with the way he looked down at you while he had your hand pinned above your head.

“Raf-” His lips crashed onto yours once more, unable to help himself. What was in those grapes? Before you could process another thought, Rafayel’s hands began to slip into your clothing, causing you to gasp and pull away from his lips, something he did not like.

“C’mere..” he mumbled commandingly, noses touching as he nibbled on your bottom lip, eager to have the taste of you on his tongue once more. His kisses were full of absolute hunger and desperation, chasing your lips wherever they went. It was no secret anymore just how aroused he was when you felt him brush against the inner side of your thighs.

Looking at him, his face was flushed and his skin shone with sweat, body shaking with a thirst no ocean could quench. His body felt hot, his blood pumping fast through his veins, his senses heightened to perceive you, all of you, and only you

It then dawned on you. The maid said they were rare grapes..”Rafayel..” you called out hoping for a response, instead he was nose deep in your neck, licking and biting at your skin, wanting you in any way he could attain. “I think those were aphrodisiacs. How many did you eat?” you whimpered out while he continued nosing at your now sensitive neck.

You glanced over at the bowl only to see the grapes were scattered about.  You looked back at him, slight shock written on your face only to be met with a hungry fox. “Doesn’t matter, I need you. Now.”

He took your lips in his once more, enjoying the languid tango that had him absolutely drunk off his senses. You couldn’t fight it, not that you wanted to, but the hunger Rafayel pursued  your lips with was absolutely, undeniably the hottest thing you’ve experienced with him. Seeing him this feral, more feral than the perfume incident, had your stomach churning with excitement.

“Mmm Raf-” You gasped between kisses. But his persistence was unrelenting, soon moving from your lips to your neck once more, enjoying the pleasure laced in your pleas. Mind going fuzzy, you can’t help bucking against him when he finds that spot on your neck that has you seeing stars. “Raf!” crying out in pleasure while he continues to abuse that spot, kissing and sucking on it.

“So fucking perfect..” Rafayel at this point has gone nearly animalistic as he mindlessly rambles into the crook of your neck, rutting his hips against your clothed core, feeling how extremely wet you were for him. Not only could he feel you, he could smell you, and it only made him want to devour you right then and there, however, he couldn’t deny his pleasure any longer.

His hands quickly made their way down to your bottoms, curling his slender fingers around the waist band before slipping them along your skin in a manner so eager, you thought he would rip them in half. However, you weren’t too surprised when Rafayel practically tore your clothes off.

“Raf!” Exclaiming at the swiftness he used to remove your clothes. “I’m sorry..I can’t hold back..” He groaned out while simultaneously pulling his pants down just above his knees. He was a mess, you had never seen Rafayel so uncoordinated and inelegant, but he was absolutely ridden with lust, unable to think of anything else. Before you can process anything, Rafayel has already pushed himself past your slick walls, slamming in all the way to the hilt, bottoming out with a loud, shameless groan.

Exhaling a breath he didn’t know he was holding, he finally settled snug inside you, watching your body twitch as your back is arched off the bed, walls constricting tightly around him. “Fuck!-” You moaned out, clawing at his forearm. He begins to move with a force so brutal it had your eyes brimming with tears, entranced by the deliciously full sensation Rafayel brought to your body.

“So good~..” He slurred, sounding almost drunk. You finally managed to get a look at him and saw the absolute bliss that wracked his body with each movement of his hips. He was drenched in sweat, body radiating heat like the sun itself and absolutely flushed in the face, tendrils of hair sticking to his forehead. His eyebrows were furrowed as he slid in and out of you, reveling in the feelings of your warm walls squeezing his cock.

His attire was barely hanging onto him, the thin fabric being the only thing sticking to his skin whilst the jewelry that adorned his body was already making its way down, slipping further, jingling with each powerful thrust into your tight walls. He had one leg pressed up against your chest while the other was pushed open to the side, giving him the room and leverage to plow into you mercilessly.

Rafayel had wasted no time finding that spot that made you see stars, ramming into it relentlessly as he felt you constricting around him. The tightness of your walls wasn’t enough to slow down his animalistic pace, thrusting with a force so great it rendered you speechless, knocking the wind out of your lungs as you took everything he gave you and more.

He brought his fingers down to where the two of you were joined, showing you no mercy while he played with your clit. Your eyes screwed shut as you gripped the sheets besides you, back arching so high you felt like you were floating. Your cries sounded out so loud, you were sure the whole palace could hear you. “Rafayel-Please I’m-” unable to form a sentence, your mind begins to go blank as your orgasm approaches, creeping in like a slow buildup, like a glass slowly filling with water, ready to spill over.

“Gonna-cum inside you.” Your eyes flew open. You knew you shouldn’t let him, you knew it wasn’t a good idea, yet you found yourself chanting and babbling for him to do just that. Begging for him to fill you up.

His pace became uneven and his hips began to stutter the moment he heard you babbling about how badly you wanted him to fill you up. Pupils blown out, drinking in your form. Your breasts hung out over your jeweled top, covered in sweat and love bites. Back arched high and head thrown back as he watched you writhe in pleasure beneath him.

You were the absolute image of beauty itself, seeing how you were splayed out so perfectly for him, so messily all for him. He took your leg off his shoulder and held your thighs spread apart, giving him all the room he needed to fill you up perfectly. Your orgasm washed over you in such an unexpected manner it had your body trembling with pleasure, screaming as you were overcome with such an overwhelming sensation.

Rafayel’s movements came to a gradual decrease as you felt a warmth fill you while he groaned, eyes shut tight, cheeks and ears bright red. He finally stopped moving but refused to pull out of you, enjoying the warmth of your walls and the sight of you so fucked out and so far gone while you clenched around his cock, causing him to hiss slightly.

“M’sorry for being such a rough brute, little pearl. I couldn’t help it.” He murmured as he slumped on top of you. The weight of his larger body on yours helped you to somewhat ground yourself and come back to reality after such an intense moment like that.

You weakly respond to him, not sure he even understood you “Ish ok..” now you were the one slurring, still feelings strings of pleasure wrack your body. Rafayel placed a kiss on your temple, so gentle in contrast to his animalistic behavior earlier. Your eyelids were starting to flutter as you looked into his beautiful eyes. His eyelashes framing the beautiful hues of ocean blue and pink sea salt that swirled in his irises.

With a smile on your face, you finally close your eyes and succumb to your well deserved slumber. Rafayel watched you breathe softly, your breath hitting his skin while his eyes studied your face carefully, delicately, running a finger across your cheek, stroking your skin with his thumb as he got lost in your features, falling in love all over again.

Rafayel slowly pulled out, hearing you whimper in your sleep. It took everything in him not to slam back into you. He dragged his heavy body to the door and opened it, not at all surprised that the maid was there like she promised.

While she did remain composed, her ears burned the slightest bit red and this made Rafayel smirk, he must have done an excellent job. Speaking slightly hushed, he somehow startled the maid, “Get me some warm rags for Your Highness. The maid squeaked and scurried off.

She quickly returned with some warm water and fresh rags. Rafayel took them from her, shutting the door gently and turning around to your sleeping form. A small smile crept onto his face as he looked at you adoringly. He first wiped himself down before making his way over to you, sitting down gently beside you and bringing the warm rag to your skin.

You murmured something in your sleep to which he shook his head at, all with a smile on his face. Gently he began to wipe you down, taking off your garments and attire every so carefully as to not wake you. He took his time in making sure you were clean before covering you with the sheets. Discarding his own attire, he slipped in next to you, pulling you closer to him and loving and way you subconsciously snuggled into him.

While he did share this very tender moment with you, it was not the only time he spent indulging in your body. You spent the night drifting in and out of sleep, indeed compensating Rafayel.

Dividers by @cafekitsune