How about Raph convincing you to sit on his face? Reader is plus sized and self conscious about doing thisâŚ..but the bara has wanted this for a while and needs to butter you up.
Letâs be honest Raph can hold an whole fucking building. As if this would stop him. Sorry if this is short but my heads been all over the place sadly. So letâs get it đ
Rated Explicit (18+ only)
His words had stopped you dead in your tracks.
There simply was no way your lust filled brain had communicated his words correctly.
âExcuse me?â You had been preoccupied with a spot on his neck when that baritone purr had picked up and his incredulous words had followed.
âCome on baby, donât make me beg for itâ While exactly what you would make him do, you honest to goodness werenât even sure if what he had asked had actually been the truth. âWhat did you say?â You leaned away, although his massive hands had pushed back closer to him by a firm grip on your rear.
âDonât make me beg?â He repeated genuinely.
âBefore thatâ Your eyes squinted.
âOh, I uhâŚwant you to sit on my face?â He sounded sheepish, downright embarrassed now that the veil of lust had been lifted.
You chuckled, clearly this was just dirty talk. Raphael was no stranger to dirty talk, in fact it was a personal past time of his to drop some choice words throughout the day just to torture you. âBabe, you know you can go down on me no questions askedâ You stirred the conversation back to the task at hand.
âYeah yeah, butâŚI mean can ya? Cause that shit would be hotâRaphâs hand came to rest on your waist, fingers digging into the meat of you, you squirmed.
âRaph, I canâtâ You expressed genuinely.
âItâs cool if yer on ya period I donât mindâ There was no way he just said that.
âIâm going to circle back to that in a few butâŚlike I canât, and itâs not because of thatâ You felt the mood would sour soon, why was he insisting so much on this?
It was Raphâs turn to squint his eyes. He cocked his head to the side still unsure why this wasnât possible. âIs it like one of yer sex no noâs or something? I thought it be cool since well I do it but just differentâ God, you were gonna have to just print it out for him, huh?
âRaph I donât know if youâve noticed but on the heavy side, I donât want to hurt you⌠can we just drop it?â You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment but were only met with his glare. âAre ya telling me I canât pick you up? Because, man come hereâ Before you could protest, Raph had picked you up by the waist, one armed and he hadnât even made a huff while doing so. You arms quickly wrapped around his neck, you watched your feet dangle.
âWoman I swear, youâve seen me bench yer weight as a warm up, are you really putting my strength to question?â And for emphasis he maneuvered you to his other arm effortlessly. âLook I get it if itâs like not yet thing butâŚseriously Iâve been wanting to do it ever since I meet yaâ A tinge of shyness adorned his features as he gently set you down on your feet. It was endearing honestly, you worried your lip between your teeth when you felt his hands cup your face.
âYer gorgeous, fucking beautiful, donât ever think otherwiseâ
His words swam inside your head, it didnât help they sent a nice tingle down your spine. Ever so softly he led you towards the end of the bed, your legs still felt a mixture of frozen and jelly like. âMeet ya half way?â Raph sat down, shell against the end of the bed. âCompromise?â His hands beckoned you closer, landing on your soft thighs, once again digging his fingers into the meat of you. Slowly they inched up, hooking into your underwear and slipping them down.
At this stance his face was perfectly inline with your crotch. âPut yer knee on the bed, come on babyâ And how could you deny such a request, when those green eyes are looking at you with a hunger that had you already a little wobbly. So you did, placed your knees on the bed, pressed your lower half towards his faceâŚ
That felt so damn good.
His rough hand grips your thigh, his other comes to rest on you rear and not so gently he forces you further more into his face. If his groan slipping into a churr isnât enough to tell you how this is making him feel, then what else could?
You held onto to those strong forearms, it was all the support you could muster. Just like that Raph had swiped his tongue upwards in an angle that simply made you swallow a moan. The squeeze he gave your rear wasnât lost to you, much less the gentle tap he gave the flesh. You moved against him, against his tongue, each stroke he gave you making your knees buckle. He grunted and churred against your core, each vibrating sound making you moan harder for him.
âRa-ahh, oh godâ He wanted to grin the second he heard his name slip out like that. He has you on that precipice, the taste of you so perfect on his tongue. It hit him so hard that he had you quite literally riding his face. He pushed his tongue further into you, teased your opening before swiping up to circle your clit. âTHAT! Do that again!â Whatever the hell he had done had simply sent a delightful shock up your spine. When your eyes fell downwards, to the image of Raphâs glazed over green eyes, the picture of ecstasy. That image alone was worth it, what he was doing to you was simply and added bonus.
You moved harder against him, felt that slip into pleasure. Raphael held you against him, mouth intent on making your legs shake as your release hit you. He drank it all up, moaned the entire time and on that very moment you had simply become hooked.
Raph lapped up gently, enjoying each little spasm it gave you of overstimulation. âHmm?â The shiny sheen on his lips and chin made your blush.
âFuck, that was so goodâ Your legs still felt not of your body.
Raph merely smirked, his lips left gentle kisses across your thighs.
