The Angel Lost Her Wings ||Rafe Adler X Reader Smut

The Angel Lost Her Wings ||Rafe Adler x Reader Smut

Summary: What will happen when an innocent girl that wants to have some fun meets a cocky millionaire on her way?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 3617

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @grossograsso​

Short dress, stilettos, smoky eyes, straight hair  - you looked like a goddess that evening. You walked into the bar all alone, and immediately few people looked at you, most of guys have been riding your tail, yet you didn't mind it.

You walked to the bartender and ordered whiskey with ice cubes. That evening belonged to you, you felt it in your bones. Unfortunately, there was no one you could lay your glance on.

"Bartender! This drink is on me and make it two," a male voice said.

Rafe visited this bar to take his mind off of treasure hunting and all of this. What was better than a night out in the bar with a drink? Alcohol smoothed all the problems and beautiful ladies helped to relax and relase the tension.

Rafe saw you as soon as you walked in and he knew that you will warm his bed. Sooner or later.

You followed the voice and turned your head to see a well built man of average height and beautiful eyes.

Some unexpected tension has built up within your abdomen. You took a deep sip of your whiskey to distract yourself from glaring at this particular man.

"Well, some 'thank you' would be polite," Rafe said sitting next to you with his glass. "What such a star as you is doing in this place?," He asked before taking a sip of his drink.

"Thank you," it sounded more like a whisper but you shrugged your own tone off. "I'm just chilling, as you can see," you told him. "The real question is what the heir of fortune is doing in such a place," after these words you looked at him.

"Heir of fortune?," Rafe chuckled lowly and shrugged. "Oh, you know. As a heir of fortune I need to relax from time to time. Beautiful company and whiskey are the best ways to do it."

You nodded. "I've seen an interview with you in Forbes lately," you told him and finished your drink. "You must have very interesting life. All the travels you've had, all the places you've been to," you switched a little to face him, crossing legs nicely.

Rafe smiled and nodded. "Oh, yes. It is really interesting I must say, but it can be tiring just as much," he said and offered you his hand. "I am more than sure you know my name but I'd love to know yours."

"Y/N," you said dispassionately. "My name is Y/N."

"It's a pleasure to meet such a charming person as you, Y/N," Rafe said, taking your palm and placing a little kiss on top of it. Just like a real gentleman would.

You were surprised by man's behaviour. He seemed very chivalrous which had deeply touched you. "So you're not only the heir of a great fortune but also a true gentleman," with a little smile dancing in the corners of your lips you gave man a long glance.

"Well, it's kinda programmed in me. Heir of a great fortune needs to behave," Reafe shrugged and ordered two more drinks. He took the glasses and offered you one. "So? Maybe let's drink for this wonderful meeing, and please, call me Rafe."

"Rafe," his name rolled off your lips tenderly. "Rafael Adler," you added and took a glass from him. You took a sip and hummed at the burning taste on your tongue. "To this meeting then," you raised your glass and smiled at him. "When I went out an hour ago I didn't think I'd meet such a big star like you."

"Well, it must be your lucky day too, angel. Also, it's mine lucky day, indeed. I never expected to meet a cute girl in such a place," he chuckled and took sip of his drink. "And I am not a star. I am just rich."

You couldn't help but chuckled softly at his comment. "Whatever you say, dear," you told him and leaned forward a little. You opened your little purse and pulled out a pack of slim cigarettes. You offered him one.

Rafe smiled with a soft frown at your offer. He was in a cheap ass bar that was filled with people who weren't on his level, so he decided to stay withdrawn. "No, thanks, I don't smoke," he lied.

You lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke, keeping it for a moment in your lungs. "Well," you gave him a look, "So what are you up to now, Mr Adler? Are you seeking another treasure?"

"Yes, actually. I am looking for Avery's treasure and for a nice company," Rafe told you honestly. "But I am more than sure I already found the second one."

You cocked your brow and tilted head a little while sending him an innocent grin. "Oh, did you? Mmmm, I bet she needs to be very fancy if she's gotten your eye."

Rafe hummed wrapping arm around your waist. He placed his hand on your thigh, playing with the fabric of your dress. "Oh, yes, she indeed is a very fancy lady," he smiled at you.

You wrapped arm around his neck and let a quiet hum of appreciation. Oh, he was spinning your head round! "Do you tell this to every girl? To make her land in your bedroom?," You scratched his neck with your nails gently.

Rafe laughed and shook his head. "Not really. You know me, I don't have time to fuck around. So only special girls hear this," he hummed, enjoying the feeling of your nails on his neck.

Your nails aggravated his skin for a longer while. "To fuck around, you say? I never would've pegged you for a womaniser type," you made a little fun of his words while exhaling the smoke right into his face.

"Because most of girls follow me because of the money and I can tell you are more than that," Rafe shrugged and gently touched your cheek, his thumb slowly caressed your soft skin.

You placed your palm on top of his and brushed your lips against his thumb, only to suck on it briefly. With a cocky smirk on your lips, you looked him in the eyes.

Rafe's smile grew when he watched you. "Yeah, you definietly are different," he cupped your cheek, moving closer to you. His lips hovered over yours. "Maybe I should take it to a nicer place than this ugly bar, huh?"

You brushed your lips against his cheek and moved forward to reach man's temple. There, you placed a little kiss and moved to his neck where you teased his pulse point with the tip of your tongue.

You didn't care that few people were watching the two of you with consternation and undoubted interest.

"Oh, you are the frisky one, huh, angel? Naughty girl that doesn't care about people watching?," Rafe asked, looking around a little. It all was much easier than he though.

You took a hold of his face by holding his chin and french kissed him, humming softly. After that, you got up from your spot, smoothening your dress.

Rafe watched you, licking his lips. He quickly finished his drink and moved from his bar stool. Wrapping his arm tightly around your waist, he whispered into your ear. "You are coming with me."

Rafe was more than sure that he won't be able to drive either because of an arousal and  alcohol.

One of many perks of being rich was chauffeur. Rafe walked to a huge, almost limousine-like car and opened back door, gesturing at you. "After you, angel."

You got into the car and took a comfortable place, crossing legs and putting your purse next to you. You waited politely for him to join you. You were already hot and all this thanks to this dangerously handsome devil.

Rafe joined you soon. "Maybe I should open a window for you, beautiful. You look hot in here," he joked softly and looked at the driver trough the little window. "Take us home. Tonight our lady choosed bed with breakfast."

The car drove off and Rafe reached into the little bar to pull out a bottle of expensive champagne.

You smiled at him innocently, just like you did in the pub. "I think I should pass," you told him, resting your head on a headrest. "How it is? To be a wealthy man?"

Rafe opened the bottle and simply took a big sip. "No drink, no answers, angel. We are having fun so let's really go for it," he stated offering you a bottle.

With hesitation written on your face you accepted the bottle however and took a sip. The champagne tasted amazingly good, the little bubbling on your tongue felt nice and refreshing. "Maybe let's play a game," you offered.

Rafe watched you, taking in every inch of your body. He hummed, nodding his head. "Okay, let's play."

"Truth or dare?," You dropped the simple question.

Rafe thought for a longer moment before smiling at you. "Truth."

"Is it true that you have collaborated with Samuel Drake?"

"I did. Sadly he is no longer among us. Great lose," Rafe said, taking the bottle from you to take a big sip. "Truth or dare."

"Truth."

"Just so I know with what am I dealing. Bush or clean shaved?," He asked sending you a nasty grin.

You couldn't help but blushed. "Clean shaved of course," you replied nonchalantly. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe laughed at your blush. "I need to make you blush whole night. You look cuter then, and truth."

"Is it truth what they say?," You asked innocently. "That you have had more girls than found treasures?"

Rafe almost choked with champagne he was drinking. "Oh fuck, no. Of course not," he shook his head while giving you the bottle.

You took a deep gulp and smiled at him while handing him the bottle back.

"Truth or dare?," Rafe asked simply.

"Dare."

"Suck my cock," Rafe ordered while playing with the bottle in his hands.

You ran the tip of your tongue along your upper lip and sent him a grin. "You're not fooling around, huh? You're simply getting to main things," you admitted and moved to take a place right next to him. Your palm was placed on his crotch and you massaged him there. Then, with your skilled fingers you undone his belt and fly and slipped hand within his pants to free his already hard cock out.

Rafe looked at you and shrugged. "No, main thing is your sweet little cunt. This is just a foreplay, angel. Get to work," he ordered.

You leaned down and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You worked your tongue while moving your head down, taking his entire shaft into your mouth, almost gagging yourself. You bobbed your head back and forth, also pumping your hand around his shaft.

Rafe groaned and let his head roll back, enjoying the feeling of your lips around him. Despite the nice feeling, it quickly got boring, so he grabbed your hair tightly to keep you still and started to thrust his hips.

You moaned loudly at sudden contact but when he started fucking your mouth, you let him do that. You kept groaning to send some vibes to his cock. Also, you massaged his balls through his pants while still bobbing your head. You were working your tongue around his shaft, your saliva mixed with his precum was leaking down his cock, making the fabric of his pants wet.

"So you like having your throat fucked, huh?," He asked with a smile, making sure to push himself even deeper. "Guess I met a whore, not an angel."

You sucked him hardly, and when finally you managed to free yourself from his grasp, you spat on his tip and spread your saliva along his cock. "You met a girl that likes sex, that's all," you told him while jerking on his shaft until he throbbed and cum in your hand.

Rafe took a deep breatch and looked at you with smile, humming and nodding. "More like a girl who likes to stain my cock with her lipstick," he chuckled, running his hand trough your slightly messy hair. "But I need to admit, you are good at this."

"Been learning from the best," you replied and licked his cum off your lips. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe didn't bother to improve his pants and he wasn't going to give you any satisfaction, too. "Truth," he said, relaxing on his seat.

"Are you attracted to me?," You asked simply.

"Yes, I am attracted to you. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't attracted," Rafe said honestly. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Rafe looked at you, thinking for a longer moment before sending you smile. He could tease you a little. "You want to feel my cock fucking your sweet, little pussy?"

You blushed and took a lock of your hair behind your ear. "Yes," you told him openly. You put hand to his upper thigh and leaned to him, just to brush your cheek against his slightly bearded one. "I want you to fuck this little cunt that was never touched by anyone before. Truth or dare?"

"Oh, well, well, well, I have sweet virgin here," he stated, pulling you on his lap. Rafe's arm wrapped around your waist, securing you in place. "I would never say that about you. Especialy after stuff you said and did. Virgin in those time? I was lucky enough to find a valuable treasure and it's all mine. Truth."

"How many girls have you had?," You asked and traced your fingertips along his cheeks. He smelled so good, his cologne had to be a mix of mush, cedar and mint.

"A few, angel," he shrugged, telling you the truth, in some way.

The car stopped and Rafe kissed your cheek. "The game time is over. Time to have a real fun."

Adler wasted no time. He left the car with you still in his arms, he wasn't doing it for the first time.

Rafe's mansion was huge, with a beautiful garden surrounding it. Man took you inside and immediately pressed you to wall right next the door.

You groaned lightly at sudden action of his. Your arms wrapped around his waist and rested on his back where you stroked him slowly. "Hi there," you whispered and rolled head aside to provide him with better access to your neck.

"Less talking, more doing," Rafe laid you on the floor, still trapping you between his arms. "Undress. Now."

Looking him in the eyes, you moved up a little to reach your back where the zipper of your dress was placed. You unzipped it and slipped the dress off your arms. Then, you moved your hips up and tugged the dress down, throwing it aside. Still wearing underwear, you reached his face and kissed his jaw gently, while unclasping your bra. You took it off and slipped your panties off as well, obeying his order happily.

Rafe took off his shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. He was tired of playing with you; you had a nice ass and boobs, but he already wasted so much time on you.

"Now, we will really play, angel. I am done with waiting," Adler groaned, removing his pants along with the boxers. Picking you up a little, he gave you a nasty smile, moving tip of his erected cock trough your soaked pussy. Without unnecessary words nor warning, he pushed roughly in you.

You closed your eyes shut and kept your breath in as he thrusted into you. Even though you were soaking wet for him, it hurt like hell when he roamed inside with his hard shaft. Finally, you gasped lightly and rolled head back resting it on the wooden floor. You parted your legs a little only to wrap them around his hips, deepening his thrusts.

Rafe didn't intend to go east with you, even if this was your first time. He didn't care much about this fact, his own pleasure was more important for him; you only made him waiting longer than it was neccessery. Rafe's hand wrapped around your throat. "I want to hear you."

You were trying to relax muscles of your pussy but it was so hard to do with his cock in. When he wrapped his palm around your throat and when his fingers burnt on your skin, you gasped for him and moaned loudly, his name was the only thing to roll from your parted lips. "It hurts, Rafe," you gasped a little yet your hand moved to cup his nape where you scratched him.

"Good, this means I am doing this right, angel," he growled making sure to give you even stronger and hursher thrust than before. "There is no pleasure without some dose of pain. Today you will learn a lesson," Rafe hummed, squezzing your throat a little harder.

He moved away just a little to focus on movements of his his and the beautiful view of his cock sliding in and out of you, glistening from your juices.

You felt na urge of crying yet you managed to cool down a bit. You were gasping for air feeling the knot building up within your abdomen. Desire overwhelmed you; your blood circulated faster, rustling in your ears.

There was a moment when his cock buried deep enough in your pussy with such a rapid thrust that it made your hymen to break finally; thanks to this your muscles relaxed enough to let him slip in you fully. You kissed his jaw again and moaned his name; it became different this way and the sexual intercourse turned out to be pleasant, feeling your womb with wetness and heat like never before. "Oh, God...," You mumbled softly and let your hand slip between your bodies so you could rub little circles around your pussy.

He grabbed your hand tightly and moving it away. "Oh no, angel. Want this hand to stay in one piece? You rather keep it away," Rafe ordered and started to circle your clit with his skilled fingers. The faster he went, the tighter his grasp on your throat became.

Moaning, groaning and screaming his name, you started to roll hips for him, you just desperately wanted to meet his thrusts and to gain some friction, the pleasure was almost unbearable. "Fuck me, oh God, it feels so good...!," You cried out and dutifully moved your hand away, resting it on his forearm like you'd be securing yourself from falling into an invisible hole.

"You see? I told you. Now, be a good girl and don't hold it. Cum for me, Y/N," Rafe growled, giving you particularly violent thrust, also not stopping with your clit abuse.

You wrapped arms around his neck and legs around his hips. His thrusts deepened and you rolled head back, screaming his name loudly. "Oh, Rafe!" Your pussy was clenching rhythmically around his shaft and that feeling sent you on the edge. You arched your back and moaned loudly as your body shivered when you cum around his dick still buried within your cunt. Your thick juices poured down on his throbbing member, covering him in hotness.

"Good, you can be useful," he muttered and nuzzled to your neck, soon he cum with a loud growl. Rafe filled you up with his warm semen, he looked down at you, improving his messy hair. "That was nice," he informed and pulled out of you. He wiped the drop of his cum that formed at his tip before getting up to his feet.

After puting his boxers on, he grabbed his jeans and pulled out the phone. With a frown he looked dowm at shining screen and let out a deep sigh. "Listen now, I have stuff to do. You can stay or leave, I don't really care. My servants will help you if you need assist," Adler informed you, still looking at the phone.

You hung your mouth open; it was definitely not what you had expected. "Uhm," you gasped and closed your parted lips. The awful feeling of being used overwhelmed you and occupied your mind. "I...," You tried to form a sentence yet wasn't able to.

As quickly as it was possible, you got dressed. Even if you were embarrassed to the brim, you didn't want to manifest it in any way.

Rafe rolled his eyes. "Always so dramatic, you women are impossible sometimes. It was so nice to make the angel lost her wings though," he hummed lowly and moved a little closer to grab your chin to steal a little kiss from your lips. "Like I said, my servants can take you to guest room or my driver can take you home."

You let him kiss your lips yet this time you didn't give the kiss back to him. With melancholic smile on your face, you shook head briefly. "I can find the way out, thank you."

"Suit up then," Rafe smirked wryly and walked away, returing to his phone.

You moved your glance after him and your heart skipped a beat when you heard him answering the phone with hi, no, it's nothing important, was busy with work.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to rip both his heart and dick off.

You walked to the huge door and opened them, walking out of the mansion. You closer the door behind you and leaned your back against them, rolling head back to rest it on the door as well. "Fuck," you cursed quietly letting a single tear to roll down your cheek. "What the fuck have I done?"

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Relieve The Stress || Rafe Adler x Reader smut

Summary: Sex is just a stress reliever, isn't it?😏

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2435

Authors: Cass & Rouge

"Fucking Drake brothers!," Rafe growled slamming the door behind him as he stepped into his mansion.

Avery's treasure was within reach of his hands but those brothers simply had to jump in and fuck everything up. They sunk the whole ship and destroyed the whole cave, so gold was buried deep down in the water, in not reachable cave.

Rafe was lucky enough to somehow run away, even when Nadine left him to die, yet some of her men were stupid enough to stay. Rafe promised them money for help, after all.

He reached his house angry, wounded thanks to younger Drake and tired from whole trip and everything that happened in past few weeks. "I hope she is fucking here...," Rafe muttered. "Y/N!," He yelled and his voice echoed within the building.

"Rafael?," you asked as you walked outside your room and stood at the top of the wooden stairs. "Oh, God, I was so worried!," you cried out and ran downstairs to jump right into man's arms, ignoring the fact he was all dirty and seemed angry.

Rafe hissed loudly because of the bleeding gash in his stomach but still wrapped arms around your body. "I missed you too, angel, but be so kind and let go of me before my guts spill on this nice dressing-gown you're wearing," he muttered, pushing you away from him. Rafe set you aside and limped into the kitchen. "Be so sweet and fetch me the first aid kit. It should be in the bathroom. Also please grab the bottle of vodka on your way."

"Yes, honey, be right back!," announcing, you ran to grab the medical supplies and bottle of alcohol, just like he asked you for.

As soon as you got back, you grabbed his palm. "C'mon, I'll help you."

"I know how to stitch myself, angel. I don't want you to get your hands dirty with my blood," he muttered and removed his shirt, tossing it on the floor. Rafe sighed deeply, pushing his hair back in their right place. "Whole fucking treasure! Under water. Buried under fucking rocks," he growled as he started to stitch his wound. "And all because of those two clowns. Can you believe this, angel? Huh?"

With a sad grimace on your face, you walked up to him and touched his bare shoulder as gently as you could. "One day they will regret playing against you. I am sure about this," you tried to calm him down a little. "And maybe there's still a chance of getting this treasure?"

"This stupid bitch from Shoreline left me to burn on this goddamn ship," he chuckled darkly and shook his head. "But she will regret this, I wonder how her little mercenary group will go without money." Soon, Rafe was done with his wound and handed you the bandage. "You wanted to help so go for it,” he said with small smile and decided to answer your question about getting the treasure again. "Sadly no, the cave collapsed and the ship was blown. No gold for us, angel."

With your skilled fingers, you put the bandage to the wound on his stomach, from time to time gently caressing his well-outlined muscles. "I'm so sorry about the treasure, Rafe," you claimed truly, from the bottom of your heart.

You knew how much it meant to him, to get this treasure. But now everything was gone.

Rafe took your small, soft palms into his big, rough ones. He kissed your fingers gently and shrugged. "I would fucking murder both of them for this but it's not the last treasure on the planet." Suddenly, Rafe pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. "And for now I am holding my greatest treasure."

You blushed hardly at his words, it was followed by soft, nervous giggle. You never knew when he was serious with you, and when he was only playing around. "I can help you looking for another treasure, if you will want," you told him. "Once I came across a book in which some kind of treasure was mentioned. It's supposed to be hidden somewhere in France."

"Oh, how romantic. Not such a bad idea though," Rafe hummed taking the bottle of vodka you brought, he opened it and took a big sip ignoring the burning on his tongue. "I could get us the best hotel room, with the view of Eiffel Tower and fuck you all night long. Last time you liked it, angel. I honestly though the hotel staff will come to silence us," he chuckled before taking another sip.

You blushed even harder than before. "Rafael!," you giggled nervously yet nuzzled to his bare chest. "You know I have always dreamt of going to France! I'd love to see the Eiffel Tower, Louvre, ah!," you counted slowly, getting a little bit lost in thoughtfulness. "Besides, you know what I like if it comes to some other things that I am not as open about as you are," you kissed his jaw.

Rafe laughed pulling the bottle away from his lips. "Oh yeah, I know. I know my angel loves to have her tight cunt nicely fucked," Rafe hummed as his hands untied your cute, pink dressing-gown, reviling a nice set of white lace underwear. "How someone so sexy and hot can be so innocent and quiet, huh?"

"Lady in streets, tigress in sheets," you claimed and helped him take your dressing-gown off. Your hand was placed to his cheek and you looked into his beautiful eyes. "And I know that no matter how many girls you could have at once, you will always come back to me."

After these words you slowly climbed onto his lap, straddling him and making yourself comfortable.

"Oh, angel. Don't make such a bastard out of me. You have house, best stuff and me only for yourself," Rafe hummed, handing you the bottle. "C'mon, take a sip and then we can play a little."

You grabbed the bottle and looked man in the eyes. Then you started sipping from the bottle, almost downing it at once.

"You will never stop surprising me, angel," Rafe hummed and started to kiss your neck, moving down quickly.

You took a break from sipping the alcohol and with free hand you grabbed his jaw. Holding it still, you kissed him deeply, pushing your tongue into his mouth. Then, you finished the alcohol.

"Greedy," he summed up and then got up with you in his arms. Not the smartest idea for sure, taking his latest injury, but he didn't care. Rafe was full of anger inside and he needed to fuck it out of his system before he’d have gone insane. He walked with you to his bedroom. "Were you good when I was gone?"

"Always a good girl," you whispered into man's ear, nibbling onto his earlobe a little. "I was just playing with myself a little, thinking about you and your body," you informed him. "And you?"

"Because of those two fuckers I didn't even have a single moment for myself, so I couldn't jerk off to the pictures you sent me,” man growled, placing you down on the bed. "But let's be honest, nothing is better than your cunt."

"I know," you whispered, taking a lock of your hair behind your ear. "I missed you much, Rafe," you wrapped arms around his neck and gently pulled him closer to place a kisses to his jaw and lips. "Fuck me," you asked.

Rafe kissed you and laughed softly against your lips. "Oh, with pleasure, angel. This is something I need right now." He kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth. It easily dominated your, this kiss was simply to show what he needed. Rafe's hands unclasped your bra and tossed it aside. He pulled away and looked you into the eyes before moving his rough palms down your body until he reached your panties.

You laid your back on a mattress, aching your back a little as his hands found your soft, sweet spot. You cupped your breasts and squeezed them a little. With a soft grin dancing on your lips, you observed his movements. "Don't play with me, darling, as I miss you fucking much," you mumbled quietly. Feeling how alcohol started to overwhelm your body and mind, you slipped hand down your body, right into your panties. You rubbed your already wet clit and then reached to his jeans.

He grabbed your hands and pulled them away. "No touching, angel,” he winked at you and then removed your panties before removing the rest of his own clothes. Rafe was hard for your already, the mix of all the emotions inside of him only fired up his need for you. "So ya say you want me to fuck you, huh? Beg for it."

"Oh, Rafael!," you moaned unhappily. You writhed in bed in all possible ways. "Fuck me, don't let me wait any longer for that cock to stretch me out nicely," you whined and rubbed thighs together to release some of your arousal. "I need you to fill me up with this cock. This little cunt missed your length as fucking much as now is dripping for you."

"I love when this angel begs like a whore," Rafe said and got comfortable between your legs. "Since you ask me so nicely, I will grant your wish." He wasted no more time and pushed into you, setting a rough and fast pace from the beginning.

With parted lips you rolled your head back, gasping loudly as your back arched. Instinctively, your legs were wrapped tightly around his angular hips. "Yes!," you screamed as your pussy already clenched for him, making it almost impossible for him to pull out of you.

"C'mon, angel, relax a little. You want me to fuck you, remember?," Rafe teased and his lips traveled to one of your nipples. He sucked and bite it gently while his other hand took care of the other nipple.

"I'm... trying...," you whimpered quietly. Soon, you relaxed within his arms, still moaning like a little kitten. "Harder, harder, baby!," you whined for him, trying your best to roll your hips.

Rafe followed your wish, fucking you as fast and hard as you wanted it. His hand moves between your bodies to play with your clit. "You like it, angel?," He growled, looking at you.

"Yes," you replied shortly, licking your lips with the tip of your tongue. "Fuck, it's so good!" You let him fuck you hardly, but when you were close enough that it started to hurt, you touched his cheek to gain his attention. "I wanna ride your cock."

Rafe let you a quiet sound that was mix of a anger and growl, nuzzling to your palm. Feeling that you're getting close, he slowed down his movements and placed a soft kiss to your lips. "Just because you were a good girl," Rafe said quietly and then flipped both of you so you were on top of him.

As you got comfortable on his lap, you started rolling your hips for him, back and forth, constantly. You rolled head back and laced hands to his chest, scratching his skin lightly, paying extra attention to his neck as you knew he loved it. You leant down, trying your best to not touch his bandaged wound, and you kissed him while still moving up and down his hard cock.

"Fuck,” he growled into the kiss pushing his hips up a little to give you a thrust. "C'mon, angel. Don't be shy and cum around my cock. I can feel this sweet cunt getting tighter," Rafe said and his hand returned to your clit, pinching it gently.

You straightened your back and made sure his hands were placed to your hips; you simply adored it when he was holding you tight when you two were having sex. "Beg for it," you teased him with an innocent smirk on your rosy lips. You cheeks were blushed from the tiredness that manifested in faster breathing and drops of sweat on your chest.

He frowned looking at you. "Oh, you poor soul. Angel, you should know by now that I don't beg for anything. I take what I want," Rafe smiled and started to thrust his hips up into you while his fingers started to seriously abuse your clit.

"Fuck...," You cursed loudly and rolled your hips as fast as it was possible.

Then, your pussy clenched so tightly around his cock and it started clenching rhythmically that all you could do was scream his name over and over again until all of your juices and wetness covered his member.

Rafe kept his pace looking up at you with proud smile and soon filled you up with his warm cum. "Now, you see? It wasn't so hard, angel,” he sat up and kissed your lips deeply.

You gave the kiss back and pushed him back in the mattress. You got off his lap and made sure to suck his cock clean after this little adventure. When you were done, you laid by his side, putting your head to his chest, and putting one arm on it as well. Nuzzling to him, you smiled and pressed your lips to his cleavage. "Is it a proper moment to remind you that you're irreplaceable?," You whispered quietly.

Rafe laughed. "Oh, angel. No need to remind me, I know this,” he shrugged and wrapped his arm around you. "Where will you find another rich, handsome and clever man as me?"

"Let's think...," You hummed and looked up at him while placing your chin to his chest. "Maybe I should start dating older Drake? "

"Then I would find you, love," he said looking down on you, "And I would make sure that no one else, not even Sam himself would want you. Acid can really destroy this pretty face," Rafe said fully seriously. "You’re mine, remember this,” he reminded you, squeezing you a little tighter.

You were looking at him with serious face, but shortly after you burst with laughter. "I know, I'm only yours, baby," you informed him and kissed his lips. "Don't need to threaten me in our shared bed. If you'll keep on this, you’ll have to jerk your sweet dick for next few weeks," you tapped his nose and got up from the bed. "I'm going to take a shower, and you take some rest."

Rafe shook his head. "I need a shower too, at least I will have some more time with you,” he said following you.

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Little Talk || Sam Drake x Reader Drabble

Words: 891

Summary: just a little teasing that happens between Sam & you after failed mission in old temple

Authors: Cass & Bear

You groaned loudly flopping down on the bed in the hotel room that you and Sam shared.

Your body ached with the slightest move, all thanks to many scratches that you've earned while climbing some pretty sharp rocks, not to mention the gun wound that nicely decorated your leg.

It had to be an easy job, some old temple. Everything was fine until a group of mercenaries wanted to get there too, just to get whatever was there and get se cash after selling it on the market. Of course, you and Sam were a simple obstacle.

The whole action would go perfectly if not the lack of knowledge from your opponents, thanks to them the whole temple had collapsed.

You were believing that it was all your fault. You getting shot had only slowed Sam down.

Pulling the pillow closer you growled into it loudly. "I fucked up, Sam!"

He threw you a short glance as he stepped inside the room, closing door right behind him.

"How many times I have to remind you it was none of your fault, huh?," he asked angrily and shook head slightly. "There was no other way out and we were trapped, it could have been me," he sat on the windowsill and lit a cigarette.

You let out a sigh and looked at him. "If I wouldn't get shot, you wouldn't have to stop to help me and we would get out fast enough," explaining you nuzzled to your pillow but soon you got up from bed to slowly walk up to him. "Give me one," you said and sat next to him.

"Are ya kiddin' me, kiddo?," Sam chuckled and ruffled your bangs. "Ain't you too young to taste the cigarette?," he teased but offered you a pack.

You rolled your eyes taking the cigarette and putting it between your lips, smiling at him. "Aren't you too old to follow me around, oldie? I live in continuous fear that people will take you for my father," you teased, snatching the lighter from him to lit a cigarette.

"I still feel bad about failing this job."

He choked himself at your comment and turned head to peek outside the window only to hide his blush.

"I told you, it wasn't your fault so stop thinking about it."

You laughed taking a drag of the cig, watching his reaction.

"You see? I can bite back, Drake," letting out a sigh you looked out of the window.

"Come on, how can I not? We were so close! A few steps away from the treasure, actually."

"And what it'll give you to be worried about thing that we both fucked up?"

"Maybe my leg will hurt less," you hummed and laughed softly. "So? Where to next, boss?," You asked, taking one more drag of your cigarette with a smile on your lips.

"Let's think," he hummed in response. "We can't go back south due to certain situation and fact that we have been seen," Sam stated and hummed in thoughtfulness.

"That's true," you nodded and opened the window enough to throw the end of the cig away.

"Maybe time for a break, just a little one. You always told me that your little brother has a nice house somewhere. I mean, look at you," you said and touched his cheek that was scratched.

"You don't look better than me, I mean. You have one bullet wound less."

"Did you just say that my look is making me less crushable?," Samuel asked and cocked his brew.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, resting your forehead on his shoulder. "No, I didn't say that. I just said you look like a mess. Hot mess but still a mess," explaining this you put your cheek on his shoulder to look at him.

He glared down on you with his eyebrow still cocked.

"You're the pain in the ass, you know this?," he asked.

You giggled and gently kissed his inked neck.

"I know but you still love me, Sammyboy. So, what do you say? Month free from work so we can recover, if not then you will have to carry me everywhere because my leg hurt so much," you said and faked a whimper full of pain and suffering.

"Like I'd care if you are whimpering. If I'd, I'd be gone long time ago because you whimper constantly," he told you and grabbed your arm to pull you closer. "Especially during nights."

You gigled and setteled yourself on his lap, wrapping arm around his neck. "Those whimpers are your favourite after all, Samuel," you teased.

“You know, I've heard some better," he teased back.

You gasped and slapped his shoulder, quickly getting off his lap. "You sleep on the floor, Drake," you informed him with a frown before returning to your spot on the bed.

"Okay, at least I'll massage my back," he joked and got off the windowsill to approach you. Sam's hand slipped in your hair and he massaged your scalp.

You hummed and purred at his touch like a happy kitten. "You see... I take good care of you and your body, old man."

Sam nodded briefly.

"You do. But for now," he poked your shoulder, "I'm taking the bathroom! I need shower!"

You immediately sat up.

"Oh, no, you don't! You spend hours in shower!"

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Confession || Doctor Strange x Reader

Summary: You are Strange's apprentice. You happen to be in love with him. One day you find a courage to inform him about your feelings.

Warnings: none

Words: 1364

Authors: Cass

A/N: Story written for @justmebeingtheweirdmeiam​ writing challenge. My Prompt was: “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

Another day seemed so boring from the very beginning, yet you had promised yourself that you will no cross it out before the end.

Being an apprentice of doctor Strange himself wasn't an easy task to perform.

The man was moody, and sometimes you were having enough of him. Yet no matter how hard he was on you, you were always coming back to him. It occasionally felt like babysitting a child that lacks of self-control though.

That day couldn't get any worse, you though to yourself after getting downstairs to the large room filled with books. You froze as soon as you passed the threshold. A huge pile of new books was awaiting on the long, wooden desk. Of course, he left me the worst job to do, as always, you though, closing eyes shut for a brief moment.

Then, you started to catalogue the books.

"I can see you finally decided to get up and start your duties, Y/N." Stephen said walking into the room.

Stephen took you from Kamar-Taj after everything that happened. You were a promising student, so promising that the Ancient One herself was training you but after she was gone you were left all alone. He didn't want you to stay there.

He was hard on you and it was completely on purpose, Stephen tried to do whatever you could to make you work hard on yourself and your skills.

You stopped yourself from snapping back in a response, instead you nodded your head slightly. "I'm sorry, Master Strange, I sat too long with a book yesterday's evening and I overslept," breif information was recited smoothly like you would have prepared it before. "As I can see, you've gotten new books for our library, Master."

"I told you to not call me Master, I am indeed your teacher but we aren't in Kamar-Taj anymore," Stephen looked at pile of books, nodding. "I got the for you, those should be fine for your level of knowledge. They are perfect unless you sleep while reading them." He joked, teasing you.

Stephen's cloak floated to you slowly and looked over your shoulder on all of the gathered books.

You petted the cloak gently like you would be petting a little bunny. "Where should I put them? Am I free to decide or do you have some idea?," You asked Strange not looking at him.

You felt his glance on your features, but you didn't dare to give him a look. "Do you want me to bring you the manuscripts I've found in the library recently?"

He nodded, looking at you. "Yeah, that would be nice. I need to take a look at them."

Stephen knew about your feelings torward him, he spend a lot of this with you and he wasn't blind but afterall he could be mistaken. That's why he never did any move when it comes to you, he Stephen waited at you.

"And you can even take them to your room. Like I said, I got the books just for you. I already have read them."

"Of course, Stephen," you told him.

_______

Moving books to your room took you almost an hour. Some of them were pretty heavily, and even with the help offered by cloak, the job was hard.

_____

At the evening, after you finished your meditation session, you've gathered the manuscripts and headed towards Stephen's chamber.

Stephen was busy when you came to his room, so only his cloak floated toward you and wrapped itself around you in a greeting movement.

Strange flipped the page and looked up from his book, rubbing his eyes. "Ah, the manuscripts. I forgot about them." He muttered, sitting straight in his seat. "Thank you, Y/N. Without your help I would get lost long time ago."

You nodded briefly and smiled at him. "Don't say that, you would manage well even without me."

"You think so? Because I am more than sure you are really wrong." He chuckled and closed the book to pay full attention to you.

You put the manuscripts on the top of his desk and took a step backwards. "You're a great Doctor Strange. You're the Stone Protector," you sounded like you would be lecturing him.

Stephen laughed. "I may be a stone protector but I am not a doctor anymore. Not a real one, that's for sure, this kinda ended up my career." He said looking at his hands. "Or maybe it was my stupidity. That's why I make sure to work hard on you."

"I think it wasn't a stupidity but rather a high self-esteem and uppity nature...," You told him trying your best to keep your face straight.

Stephen smiled at you but then he leaned his elbows on the desk. "You know, I noticed a shift in your behaviour."

"A shift on my behaviour?," You asked and tilted your head, crossing arms behind your back. "I am afraid I don't understand."

"And who told you that?" He simply asked, looking at you with a frown. "Why I wouldn't be keen on my own idea?" Stephen smiled mysteriously.

You frowned and cocked your brow. "It was your.... I thought... The Ancient One... Her idea was..."

"Her plan was to teach you, indeed. She couldn't predict that all of this will happen." Stephen shrugged. "I took you here because I didn't want you to stay at Kamar-Taj alone."

He cares for me, he really does, you thought to yourself, and placed hand to your chest. "I understand, sir..."

"I took you in, even if I am not a good teacher. I didn't want you to waste your potential and I didn't really want to be alone here though." Stephen explained.

You nodded. "I understand." You bowed head a little and walked back to the door to leave his chamber, yet you stopped with palm placed on the doorknob. "Stephen...," You turned your head towards him.

Stephen took one of the manuscripts and looked at it briefly before his attention returned to you. "What is it, Y/N?"

"There's something you need to know...," You whispered and turned towards him fully. “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed... So I'll tell you now... I think I'm in love with you..."

"Come here, young apprentice." He told you simply.

You walked to him trying to hide the blush but failed on that.

Strange got up from his seat and grabbed your hand. "I was hoping you will say that because I can say that you're dear to me too, Y/N."

"No!," You pulled your hand out of his grasp. "Impossible. You're an important figure while I am no one."

Stephen looked at you surprised, he did not expect such a reaction. "Does it really matter who are we? If not the stone I would be no one."

"You're someone even before the Stone," you told him in a serious tone. "You were saving people's lives, and now you're the protector of the Stone. And I am here only because our destinies were somehow tangled together by a coincidence...," You looked down to your feet.

"So... You know those are our destinies, yet you refuse to accept them? Am I really that bad, Y/N?" Before Stephen could say or do anything the cloak wrapped itself tightly around you two as if it was happy.

The sudden movement of the cloak made you giggle nervously.

The material tightened around two of you, pushing you closer to one another, so in the end you had to wrap your arms around Stephen's waist.

"Cloak! You're incorrigible!," You chuckled softly, and gasped through parted lips as you smelled Stephen's cologne.

Stephen laughed and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pulling you closer. "Well, I think the cloak doesn't care what we think. It just wants us to be together, and be aware that the cloak isn't the only one that think like this."

You dared to tap his nose. "We'll see what future holds for us," you told him as you slipped out from his embrace. You stopped by the door. "Good night, Stephen. Don't be long, another day is about to come."

The Puppy || Arthur Morgan x Reader Short

Summary: After finding a puppy, you're torn by excitement and fear of Dutch's reaction. Will you be able to keep the pupper?

Warnings: none

Words: 899

Authors: Cass & Bear

Your love to dogs was always making him curious. Arthur couldn't realize why you were treating animals like they were human beings. Of course, the man loved animals as well, he knew he could trust them fully and they won't fool him, they were truly genuine but your love to them could be called obsession very easily.

Exactly this fact caused him left his tent and look around in an attempt to locate the soft barking. I bet she brought another dog, he said to himself.

And he was right indeed. You sat comfortably under a tree with a puppy sitting on your laps. Puppy barked softly trying to get a piece of meat that you had in your hand. "You will get it just give me your paw." You said with a smile.

Arthur leant his side against the tree casually like he would be leaning against the bar counter in the saloon. "Mind to explain me what are you doing? What are you up to?," asked he running his fingers along the edge of his hat.

You looked at Arthur and smiled even more. "Hi there, love! Well, I try to teach this little boy some tricks."

Puppy grabbed the piece of meat and jumped off your laps to toddle to a new friend. Animal looked at Arthur, wagging its tail.

"He loves you!," You whimpered happily.

Older man cocked his brow yet he crouched with a loud gasp, he reached his hand to the puppy and let it sniff him. He knew his scent was strong and it was confirmed shortly after puppy sneezed. "Bless you," Arthur chuckled.

You got up and picked up the puppy, hugging it to your chest. "You see how cute he is, please, don't tell me I have to give it away... Or release it like this one wolf pup," giggling, you started to recalling this one little adventure.

One day you were camping with Arthur, everything was fine until a little puppy walked out of the woods. It was probably interested in meat that was getting ready over a fire, and you, with your love to dogs, wanted to adopt it. Simple and plain. Sadly the joy was over when a huge wolf came out of the woods looking for its cub and Arthur forced you to let the pup go.

"I'm sorry to say it, Y'N, but Dutch is going to say NO to your idea of having this pup around the camp. You are a smart girl, you know very well it might get one's attention and we don't want it to happen, yeah?"

"You don't know what he will say! We will be able to raise him and teach him. He will be able to help during hunts and... And he will protect camp with boys who have guard duties also little Jack will have a friend," you were counting. "I don't want to give him away, I always wanted to have a dog."

"Y/N, you don't think rationally, honeypot," he said sweetly and reached his hand to touch your cheek lightly like the wind touches leaves of trees with its soft north breeze. "I happen to know him for years and it's safe to say he won't be amused."

"He won't be amused but you don't know for sure he won't agree, Arthur. This isn't fair,” you muttered hugging the puppy.

"You can always go and ask him by your own," he smirked and pointed on the direction of Dutch's tent.

"And I will do just that, Mr. Morgan.," You said proudly and did just that. Still hugging the puppy, you walked to Dutch's tent.

Dutch was talking to Molly at the time but as soon as he spotted you, he raised corner of his mouth in a soft smirk. "Y/N, how can I...," he stopped when he saw the puppy you were holding in your arms.

Now you were a little scared but you kept you pride. "Dutch... I want to keep this puppy with us.," You informed him.

"What for, Y/N?," he asked simply and frowned. "You have your horse but as I can see it's not enough, still."

"Everyone has horses," you muttered, scratching dog's ear. "Well... I will teach him how to help during hunts and how to guard the camp. He will do this when he gets big, even little Jack will have friend to play with," you explained being sure of your arguments.

"Jack has friends among us, he doesn't need this ball of fur to accompany him," Dutch said within harsh voice, maybe harsher than he intended. "But okay, let it be, but Morgan has to keep his eye on the training this little hound will be getting. Understood?"

You whimpered happily and jumped up. "Thank you Dutch! And he will, I promise to do my best!"

You giggled and walked back to Arthur proudly. "Oh! He ain't gonna agree, Y/N. I know him for years,” you imitated Arthur’s voice, mocking him.

He was chewing a blade of grass and he rolled his eyes when he heard your happy voice and words you've just spoken. "Whatever he says," Arthur Morgan gasped.

"And you have to keep your eye on our training," you added, walking past him, ready to start the puppy’s training any moment.

Arthur smirked more to himself than to you and whispered: "Yeah, as I always do."

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Double Dare || Part III

Summary: when mission goes wrong, James turns out to be very caring towards you

Warnings: none

Words: 1496

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was almost a month since you started to work form James, it was something. He was providing you with whatever you need, you never suffered because of hunger, cold or sickness. You were safe from other scums who would gladly use your body to their own pleasure but there was James. Your boss, he protected you but still was hard on you.

It was really early morning, the fog was still visible on the streets. James entered your bedroom without knocking. “Wake up. Time to work.” He said and pushed you out of the bed.

You grunted deeply, waking up in such a harsh way was definitely not a pleasure. “What the hell, Mr Delaney?,” you asked as opened your eyes to glare at him. “Is there a fire or what that you pull me out of a dream?”

“I don’t pay you for dreaming.” He simply summed up and looked at you.

“You’re gonna put on the best dress you have and you’re gonna go and steal something for  me.” James said watching you. “Better hurry, you have your breakfast downstair. When you will be done come to my room and we will talk.”

“What? Excuse me, what? What shall I steal?,” you asked but he simply left.

You growled under your breath and went to get dressed. As you did, you went downstairs to have your breakfast.

James went to his room and sat down. He had to plunge someone who was highly against him. What was the better way then using a woman to get some embarrassing information? Sure he was kinda worried? That man was dangerous but still, he believed in your skills. He let out a deep sigh and waited at you.

That mission turned around to be a misunderstanding. You sneaked into the house and pretty easily found the thing James talked about during the breakfast. But getting out turned out to not be easy. You were caught stealing documents and punished badly for that.

James walked around in the kitchen. “Where is she, Brace? What takes her so long?!” He asked nervously.

Why was he even worried? He couldn’t explain it in any possible way. You were so soft and gentle, even too soft and gently for him but somehow those stuff were pulling him to you. Maybe that’s why he was so hard on you? He tried to push his feelings away. “I am going to look for her.” He growled and grabbed his coat.

You had managed to crawl back neighbourhood somehow, yet it was already too much for you. You simply fainted. Your body was struggling to recover, to repair the damages.

James opened the doors and immediately spotted you. “Shit… Brace! I will need your help!” James ran to you and gently picked you up.

“I am sorry.” He whispered and took you inside.

“Cold…,” you whispered with blue lips.

Brace opened the door wider, letting James with you in his arms inside. “I’ll bring water and rags,” he said, getting quickly to the kitchen.

“Ssshh, don’t speak.” He whispered. “It will be better soon. I promise you that.”

James placed you on the couch and inspected your body. “He did that to you?” He looked at you with disbelief.

You still had your eyes closed. You barely nodded your head. “Other things as well,” you added quietly as cold shiver ran along your spine.

“You are safe now.” He said quietly.

It took many hours to treate all of your wonds but both man made sure they did eveyfhing that was possible. Finally, James moved you to your room so you could get your rest. He spent whole night guarding your sleepilng form. You looked so calm and innocent, he felt sorry for this all. Thinking about all of this, he had to stop laying to himself. He was in love with  you and it was the most odd but warm feeling ever.

Fee days have passed. You rested properly, you wounds were healing slowly as well.

James was always somewhere around, it made you question his real intentions but you had to admit you liked his attention.

You never knew him from that side, a charming man, classy, highly protective.

Speaking of the devil himself, in that moment James entered your room. He was holding box with fresh bandages. “Time to cheek your wounds.” He said softly, looking at you. “May I?”

You looked at him, nodding. You sat up and slowly slipped stripes of your nightgown down your shoulders. You covered your front with sheets. “I can do it by myself.”

“Let me. I own you that.” He muttered sitting on bed, next to you. His hands moved slowly to take off old bandages and to put on fresh ones. “How do you feel?

"Much better. It hurts less, so I think it’s a good sign, isn’t it?,” you smiled sadly.

Surprisingly he smiled back at you. “It is, your body is healing what is a very good sign.” He nodded. “Listen, Y/N. I want to say sorry.”

“You, Mr Delaney? You wanna tell me you feel sorry for what happened to me? Stop kidding,” you summed up, shaking head slightly.

“First, it’s James. Not Mr. Delaney. Understand?” He looked at you. “Second. I really am sorry for this. I had no idea such thing will happen to you. I really didn’t mean to put you on any risk.”

A soft hum left your mouth. “I know all this. I know,” you whispered, “Yet you sent me there. What was in that documents?”

“They had to humiliate him, to make sure he will back off.” He sighed and placed hand on your back.  "Y/N. You may not believe me. I know, I am a bad man in your eyes. I indeed am a bad man but I would never put you on danger purposely. You are too… precious for me.“

"Did I hear you out correctly? Am I too precious?,” you turned your head with interest in your glance to him.

“Yes. Everything is fine with your ears, at last it was when I previously checked.” James gently placed hand on your cheek and pressed kiss to your lips. He looked at you. “Hope you will understand it now.”

Your eyes were glowing with sparkles of happiness. It was truly shocking that James Delaney himself was so open and emotional towards anyone else than his sister. You breathed deeply but second later your gently turned around and pressed your soft, warm lips to his rough ones.

James muttered softly but kiss back. He sighed deeply when looked at your face. “I was scared when I saw you there. I was scared we won’t be able to help you. I thought I lost you.”

“But you didn’t,” you put stripes of your nightgown back on, smiling at him gently. “I’m tough enough to survive.”

He took your arm and pressed where he knew it will hurt. “Now, you are tough huh?” James shook his head and kissed side of your head.  "Rest, I will bring you something to eat later.“

"No, no, don’t go…,” you instinctively grabbed his forearm. “I don’t wanna sit alone.”

He looked at you suprised. “After all of this? You want me to stay.” James asked and sat on the bed next to you. “Well, I won’t argue with you about this.”

You simply laid your head on his lap. “It feels safe with you,” you stated.

He smiled softly and moved hand trough your hair. “I am glad to hear it.”

It took few weeks to heal your body in most of your injurys. James was happy to see you walking around the house again.

One night was awful. You dreamt about that guy you had to infiltrate. He was chasing you, a knife in his hand. He caught you, he stabbed your forearms, chest. You slowly slipped down on your knees, feeling how void was filling your mind… You woke up, covered in cold sweat. Instinctively, you got up and went to James’ bedroom.

James was already asleep, he worked hard whole day to make sure some stuff were done properly. He was tangled in his own sheets with his face buried in the pillow.

You quietly slipped into his room, closing doors behind you. You simply walked to his bed and sat at the edge, nudging his elbow. “James… James…”

Suddenly he sat up and grabbed your arm tightly, pulling you to him. It was a simple self-defense move for him. He blinked, suprised. “Y/N… Sorry. What’s wrong?” James asked, sleep was present in his voice

You trembled and bursted into tears, simply trying to hide your head under his arm. “Nightmare…”

His kissed your head and hugged you tightly. “It’s okay now.” He whispered, wrapping you tightly in the quilt, James kissed your cheek gently.

You nuzzled to him, sighing with a deep relief.

James put head on the pillow and closed his eyes.

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