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“Please say that my arm’s all healed!” you wail in an exasperated tone while going limp against the clinic’s hospital bed, Yuri huffing as she examines your wound while ignoring your brattish whines.
The first month of fall is here, and you haven’t been able to do anything up until this point. Worst of all, the walking insect that is Bobby caught wind of your injury and sent a letter saying that he’ll get an easy win this year at the Harvest Festival thanks to it.
The festival’s been a much more heated event ever since you became a farmer. You unspokenly declared war against Bobby the minute he stepped foot on your land and started talking sh*t, even though you had no idea who the f*ck he was and what the f*ck he was talking about.
The victory for the festival’s gone back and forth between you two, and you were planning on winning this year (year 4) with the top tier crops in your greenhouse and the wine and goat cheese that you’ve been aging.
“You aren’t one hundred percent just yet, but gash won’t reopen if you go mining or do your usual farm work. Just try and be careful, y/n.”
“Yes!” you cheer before jumping out of the bed, “Thanks for looking after me, Yuri!”
“Wait; I still need to inspect it a little more!”
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Rafael blinks twice as you pin him down against your bed, your ass rubbing against his crotch hungrily. The time is currently night, you spent most of the day doing farm work before preparing to repay your husband for his hard work with a blow j*b of his own.
“Di… did you have a good day?”
You huff with a pout, “I’m damn-near f*cking myself on your crotch, and you’re asking me if I had a good day?”
“We-well um… did Yuri say it’s okay?”
You grin, “She said my gash won’t reopen! Now,” you slide down his body until you’re between his legs, “It’s about time I thank you for helping me relieve some steam, and properly apologize for getting hurt! Sit back and relax, Raffy~!”
“But I-.”
“Shush!” you hushed as you pulled his pants and boxers down. He smiles softly then fully relaxes against the mattress while he rubs his hand against his face, completely allowing you to take charge.
When the two of you have sex, Raf usually takes the lead so all you had to do was sit back and relax after a day full of farm work, foraging, mining, fishing, and putting up with Bobby and his bullsh*t during the fall and winters after you got married.
Rafael always makes sure to put you first for everything, confirming that you’ve had your fill before worrying about his own needs and wants. You appreciate and love him for how considerate he is, but it’s nights like these where you want him to be the one who c*ms twice in one night. The first will be down your throat, and the second time will be up your ass to fill you to the brim with his seed.
You stick the tip of your tongue out the corner of your mouth while watching your husband’s erection spring free from the lower garments that confined it, gripping the base to help it stand tall and proud. It still amazes you that you can’t entirely wrap your fingers around his shaft. The first time you saw Rafael’s co*ck was the night of your wedding, and you were stunned speechless. He was worried that his size scared you or turned you off, but you quickly voiced how excited you were to have every inch of his dick inside you. You remember how red his face got after you started to talk about how big he is.
You lift your head and guide your lover’s head to your waiting mouth, sitting up on your knees once Raf’s tip was secure in your mouth. You begin at a slow pace, moving your mouth down halfway then back to the tip before lowering your mouth to the base. Rafael’s thighs quivered at the feeling of suction and warmth, moving a hand to mess with your hair (if you have hair). You hollow your cheeks more as you slowly lift your head back to the tip, swirling your tongue around the mushroom head and licking the slit. You move one of your hands to stroke his shaft while you continue to pleasure his tip, your saliva serving as lube.
An airy moan escapes Rafael as he sits up on his forearm to get a better view of his co*ck in your mouth, the hand in your hair (if you have hair) quivering against your scalp. You lift your mouth off his tip, “You know you can grip my hair, Raffy.”
“I-I know… but I don’t want to hurt you.”
You smile softly with his slick tip against your cheek while your hand continues to jack him off, “You never have, honey.”
The bashful blacksmith pushes his lips together before he grips a few strands of hair as gently as he could. You know what buttons to press to get him to snap. Rafael likes to get rough, really rough ((A/N: it’s always the shy/quiet people)). When he fully loses himself with pleasure he grabs your hair, puts you in positions that immobilizes you, he bites and sucks hard enough to leave marks that last for days.
He never gives in when the two of you get started, it’s always after you do something to provoke him… and provoke the beast you do.
You keep your eyes locked with Rafael’s as you take his tip back in your mouth, your jerking hand moving to his thigh while you plunge your head down to the base. Raf visibly shivers as you start to bob your head from tip to base, with your eyes rolling back each time Rafael’s tip hits the back of your throat. He fell back on his arched back with both his hands gripping fistfulls of your hair (if you have hair), drool escaping his mouth with his teeth clenched tightly.
Your moans and whimpers vibrate his shaft, helping his climax come faster as your erect dick twitches in your pants.
“Y/N,” Rafael moans as he manages to get up enough to sit with you still between his legs, hunching over top of you as he c*ms down your throat with a string of stuttered curses. You hummed happily as your mouth gets filled with his seed, swaying your hips slowly as you lick around his tip again. Hearing Rafael shout is rare, but hearing him curse is unthinkable.
You move off his co*ck then close your eyes as a few more strands of sem*n land on your cheek, slowly opening your eyes once you know he’s finished. Rafael lets go of your hair (if you have hair) as he tries to catch his breath while you get up to sit between his legs, his lidded gaze on you. Before you could clean the cum on your cheek, or say anything, Raf grips your arms as he leans in to lick his own sem*n off.
“He’s snapped,” you cheer in your head as he licks your cheek clean while pinning you down, practically ripping off your pants and boxers. He moves off you long enough to take off his own before going back above you to pin you down and kiss you hungrily. Rafael’s tongue churns around yours before licking underneath it, your eyes rolling back a bit before you close them. Your legs twitch a little as your husband rubs his reborn erection against your weeping one, wrapping your legs around his waist. Rafael gives you a quick peck before he turns his attention to your chest, his hand cupping the underside of your chest under your shirt. Your nipples are already hard, his thumbs gently pushing against them.
“Raffy,” you whine, humming a moan when he finally starts to touch them. Raf gently pinches, tugs, and rubs your nipples before lifting your shirt to take one of your nubs in his mouth. You hiss softly as he sucks your nipple while grinding his tongue against it, his hand giving your other nipple attention.
Your hips leave the bed a little to press firmer against Rafael’s, your hands clinging to the pillow your head is on.
Your blacksmith husband moves off your chest with a pop before trailing kisses on his way down to your crotch and then further. You blink twice when Raf lifts your hips a bit along with your spread legs, holding your lower back in one hand while his fingers spread your cheeks apart to expose your hole. He lets out a heavy breath against your ass before digging in, your face turning beet red at the unfamiliar feeling. One lick turns to two then three then an assault of licks that open you up enough for him to thrusts his tongue inside. You feel his tongue taste your (clean) insides before coming back out to roughly trace your rim, sucking against your hole as his soft muscle explores the flavor of your channel.
“Rafael,” you moan in a fractious tone, “This feels a little weird.”
He gently kisses your rim, “I’m done now.” He said while sitting up, taking a minute to admire you. You’re damn near breathless, and he hasn’t even put it in yet, your eyes glazed over and your hair a mess (if you have hair).
Rafael gently kisses your cheek as he reaches for the lube in the drawer of the nightstand, squeezing some of the clear fluid in his palm before warming it up a little. You poke your lips out a little as you feel his middle and ring finger make their way inside, gasping softly as you perceive the digits start to move around.
“Ah,” you moan out as Rafael’s feelers press upwards as they thrust into you, the fingers spreading apart after his index is added.
“Oh f*ck,” you coo as the sensation of tingles goes through your body, your husband knuckles deep inside of you. His middle finger aggressively pokes and rubs your prostate as it works you open with the other fingers, your back arching off the bed while you raise your hips. You can feel your climax nearing, your co*ck stiffening to show that it’s about to blow soon.
Noticing this, Rafael slowly takes his fingers back then ushers you to roll over. You whine in an unhappy tone while he leans over your back and guides his tip to your waiting hole, his hands gripping your hips once he’s penetrated. Rafael sits up again then slams balls deep inside you before you have the chance to fully adjust. Your teeth quickly bite into the pillow your hands are clutching like a pearl necklace, tears welling the corner of your eyes. The beast is fully awakened, good luck!
Rafael pants heavily as he watches his shaft submerge then reappear with each vigorous thrust, he does, his grip on your hips tightening to the point where you think it’ll bruise. Good.
“Rafael!” you struggle to chant with cloth between your teeth and your mind becoming puddy, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room along with your muffled moans and your husband’s pants and groans.
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Rafael’s hands flex and relax on your thighs each time you rotate your hips up then down, his eyes watching your hole rise and fall in a circular motion. Neither of you have cum yet, and you managed to tell Rafael that you wanted to ride him before you came.
You’re currently on top while stroking yourself to your movements, your legs spread wide and your other hand behind you to help keep you upright.
“Raffy,” you whimper after plopping your hips down again before raising them. You moan out in shock when Raf thrusts upward to take back control, your eyes rolling back behind your hooded eyelids in response.
“Ah f*ck, you feel so f*cking good!” Rafael groaned as he continued his fast and rough thrusts, your moans and Rafael strings of curses. Hot damn you love when he curses!
The blacksmith sits up to bite down on one of your nipples gently through your shirt, a solid moan muffled by it as he feels his own release approaching. He traces around the hardened nub where he thinks the rim is before sucking on it through the fabric of your top, his hands guiding your hips to roll back and forth at the pace he wants. His consideration for you and your needs have gone out the window at this point; he wants to cum and stuff you full of cum.
“Oh f*ck,” you moaned, “Raffy, I’m close! Rafael!” you exclaimed as Rafael practically pushes you on your back with his front, the both of you hungrily kissing each other with your hands cupping his cheeks. Your eyes open a little as you finally cum, your channel flexing around your husband’s shaft. He lets out an animalistic noise followed by a strained moan and his hips stopping flesh against you, your body tingling again as waves of sem*n start to spill inside you.
“Ugh,” you whine as you go limp, pushing your lips together while Rafael slowly pulls out. He kisses your forehead then gets up to get a towel to clean the both of you up and perform some aftercare.
“Before you doze off,” he says after cleaning you out, “I have something I want to give you.”
You hum then watch him reach into the nightstand for something, quickly sitting up on your forearms when you see it.
“Where did you get red beryl?!”
He smiles happily, “I went mining with Pablo last Sunday, in the Earth shaft, and found a lot of geodes! I cracked them all open and one of the mystery geodes had this inside. I… wanted to give it to you as a surprise since you couldn’t go mining for it yourself.”
“Baby,” you chime before slowly getting up to hug him, “thank you; you have no idea how badly I needed this!”
Rafael laughs softly as you give his cheek pecking kisses, falling on his back as he pulls you on top of him for a loving hug.
