*ೃ༄ ovulation is a little bit different with dollface.
bf!rafe x dollface reader
warnings; suggestive content, ovulation, spit kink, dry humping (bring it back), cunnilingus
a/n: here’s this while i procrastinate working on smth else!
as always, he figures it out before she does. it starts with the quiet, but noticeable whimpers any time he touches her. even momentarily holding her waist to get by her in the kitchen gets a yelp out of her. then it’s the squirming in his lap and squeezing her thighs together. today’s only the second day of her ovulation and she’s beginning to realize what’s happening.
all day she’s been grumpy and distant, but he knows exactly why. “hey doll, you ok?” he’d say maybe 3 times in the same hour, further overstimulating her. and he’d only get a “mmph i’m fine ray..” every time. the problem was that she didn’t want to burden him with her overwhelming hormones, so she resorted to staying in that far corner of the couch and reading tumblr fics to try and satisfy her soaked, aching core.
now rafe had finally finished all his work for the day around 4:30 and wanted to spend some quality time with his sweet girl. he walked out of his office and into the living room, spotting her in the same corner as last time he checked on her. rafe gently sat down next to her and looked over at her pouting expression and desperate eyes. he took her phone and placed in on the coffee table, scooping her up into his lap. she shuffled to straddle him and rest her head on his shoulder.
“tell me what’s wrong princess.” he said softly, as she planted wet kisses along his neck. she lifts her head and grabs his wrist, guiding his hand to her throat. he leaves it there, squeezing lightly. his other hand snakes around her waist, helping her as she ruts her hips against his for any kind of friction. “please, please, please, please.” she whispered repeatedly. “please what, baby?” he cocked his head to the side, pushing his hard cock up into her. she mewled pathetically. “use me. use me, please, i need you to use me. need it.” she begged, the wet patch once on her panties, soaking through them, down onto his shorts.
he felt almost bad for her. so needy and submissive. and he’d always focused on pleasuring her first. and he still would but he nodded, giving her what she wanted. she tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue, he knew exactly what she needed. he shook his head and chuckled lightly before spitting in her mouth. he picked her up and took her to the bedroom, tossing her lightly. “sit on my face, sweets” he took his shirt off before laying back and waiting for her to come over.
she slowly peeled her fingers soaked panties and shorts off, and straddled his face, lowering herself too slowly. he grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto his mouth. her yelp from the sudden action quickly turned into loud moans as he worked away on her dripping pussy. she was humping and rutting against his face like a dog in heat. the mix of slurping noises and the feeling of him licking and sucking her clit was just so overwhelming for her little ol’ self. she could feel her brain shutting off as the pressure in her lower belly became too intense to hold back. rafe smiled and drank up her juices and she came and squirt all over his face and mouth.
“oh! rafey! m’so sorry i made a big mess all over you..” she squealed out, shaking her head and hiding her face in embarrassment. she’d already made her way to straddle his shorts, the rough material against her clit making her squirm slightly. he took her hands away from her face and chuckled. “it’s okay babygirl, m’not done with you yet. want you to make a hundred more messes for me tonight” he said, smirking and caressing her cheek. her flushed expression only turned him on more. “can we go again…?” she said shyly. he flipped them over and grinned. “we’re gonna go as many times as you need, ‘till you’re satisfied baby.” she giggled knowing she wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow.
