Daylight leaked through every window of Garfield's and Raven's house. The walls were glazed in a golden brilliance, the type that warmed a soul in an instant. Gentle winds danced through the curtains and circulated throughout the dwelling.
Noon was coming about, and the pair had yet to eat breakfast.
They had a late start to their day... as well as a peculiar one.
The changeling was in the bathroom with his girlfriend. Raven, with her violet hair tied into a messy bun, was wearing a red, oversized , sporting his untamed bed hair, was simply wearing his boxers.
Garfield hoisted Raven onto the bathroom sink, as she curled her thighs around his hips. Her silver fingers found a sanctuary in Garfield wild tufts. His pointed ears separated her index and middle fingers to be centimeters apart.
His bare, green fingers led a smooth stroke through her hair, then traveled down the slant of her jaw. Garfield's jade eyes studied the pale empath carefully. Her lips were tinted in anticipation, while her pupils were painted in a vermilion shade of lust.
Raven was one that suppressed her emotions very well, but the smoldering passion radiating from her was easy for Garfield to sense.
As he was to her, she was to him. She knew every ridge in his body, the pattern of his breathing, and she knew that daring glare of passion when she saw it. Garfield's carnality was something she brought out fairly easily.
When she traces her hands down his chest, she could feel a light shudder under her finger tips.
He tenderly took her shaped hips into his hold and angled his mouth to hers.
"I love you so much, Gar." She muttered against his lips, finding skin to touch.
"And I love you more than that." He smiled, then meshed their lips together.
The shapeshifter steadily glided his damp tongue through Raven's mouth. He knew every area of it like the back of his hands.
It was always in moments like this, that Garfield was sure there was some region of Raven's mouth he had yet to discover. There had to be. He couldn't get enough of her.
The slow, almost provoking lip gestures drove Raven crazy. She felt like her heartbeat was shattering the earth. As a half-breed having to constantly repress her feelings, Raven found it more than difficult to manage the company of her boyfriend. She couldn't stand it. The unhurried trail of his hands, it made her skin tingle. The tender groans and intimate phrases between every other kiss, it made her stomach do somersaults. The way his breaths got heavier and grittier made her want to sin.
Raven roughly (of course, never in a way to hurt Garfield), pulled him closer with her legs.
He pushed her against the bathroom mirror and tightened her legs around him, listening to a dark, delicate whimper spill out of her mouth.
Garfield left Raven's lips almost urgently, then journeyed to the dip of her neck. Upon meshing his lips with her skin, he underwent an encounter. Raven's powerful, natural perfume of herbs and lavender nearly drugged him senseless.
Sure, he's smelt his girlfriend before. In the cuddles before bedtime, in the soft good morning kisses, or even when he played video games with her right at his side.
Even so, in this fury of lust, everything about Raven magnified.
The sweet taste of her grey skin drove the man insane.
Out of all the things Garfield had tasted, tofu, pizza, and smoothies, he was fortunate enough to taste such a beautiful being. His textured tongue grazed across the tender perimeter of Raven's skin. He felt goosebumps rise instantly under his tongue, but that didn't change his course.
Garfield enveloped his lips up and down the crook of her neck, being sure not to leave an area dry. Raven slanted her neck to different angles, allowing Garfield to find his satisfaction. The warmth settling in her cheeks was not nearly as hot as the one between her legs.
The changeling situated his fangs into Raven's skin, pinching it gently between kisses.
"Bite me," Raven commanded.
He laughed, and thought, This girl is such a dare.
His teeth split her skin, and the sound she made was too graceful to be true. He kisses over the laceration, sucks it lightly, and watches a small stream of blood stain that pretty starlight canvas. Garfield licks Raven's skin exceedingly slowly, and one more kiss goes there.
She requests. "Again,"
Garfield replies with a low voice. "You've got a lil' masochism in you, Raven. Sure as hell it looks good on you,"
She kisses him sloppily on the lips. Her kisses, during sex, were like threads being unraveled. The more you pulled at her, the looser she became.
He lowers his teeth at her collarbone, and gently tears the flesh there. There she goes, making one of those fragile praises, and that tug of the hair, which made him want to just take her and —
He softly wipes the gash with his thumb. It was satisfying, how even though Raven was bruised, she was still soft to the touch. That was the beauty of her, really.
"Jesus," He takes a deep breath, stopping himself before he entertains her kink one more time.
Their kink, now.
Her eyes simply read, I know. She understood Garfield, his needs, his wants, his very way of loving.
Garfield hiked up Raven's shirt, kissing her from the lower rib, upwards.
The pads of his fingers located her nipple, which he started to rotate at a leisurely pace. Blood rushed to the focal point, causing Raven's nipple to harden under Garfield's touch.
He kneaded her left breast in a smooth manner, feeling it roll under his hand obediently. His tongue swirled around the nipple, popping and sucking at it occasionally. He worked his mouth on the left side, whilst working his hand on the right. Garfield then switched his hand to the left, his mouth to the right, feeling his partner writhe against him.
"That's it, Gar..." Raven moaned lightly again, which stirred Garfield up.
"Damn it, Rae. You make me wanna touch and taste you all over." Garfield breathed.
"No one's stopping you," Came her voice, between a moan and a gasp.
He tongued, pecked, and nipped everywhere he could. He treated the nipples, the swell of her breasts, and every space concerning them. Then, Garfield tracked his lips between the gap of her mounds, back up to her lips.
Raven's empathetic senses were overwhelmed, causing her to feel light-headed. Adrenaline pulsed heavily through under their veins as the sexual tension was like she was drunk. She could barely think or speak. She could only do.
Sweat, sensations, and sounds were intoxicating them faster than they could control.
Raven's lips, numb from the kissing, smile against Garfield's. Her hand gradually trailed from the nape of his neck, across his shoulder, and down his chest. Raven's fingers reoriented at the hem of Garfield's underwear, back, then she made them linger back to his neck. She drew small circles on his skin and kissed anywhere she could. Of course, Garfield tried to hide the slight loss of dominance.
Garfield swept his hand down to Raven's thigh. He traced his fingers on the inside of one thigh, then the other. Raven flinched in response, dreading the tease in his touch. Garfield stroked her well-textured skin while running kisses up the slope of her neck.
He went back up to Raven's ear, while skillfully fondling her impatiently hot sex.
The pad of his thumb touched on a wet smear on the fabric of Raven's underwear.
"There's my good girl," He purred, making Raven bite down on her lower lip. "You're my submissive, bratty, and helluva needy girl, correct?"
Raven's neck tilted back slowly, her eyes grew heavy in desire, her soft lips parted. She couldn't speak if she tried. She was too stupefied and in love with this man.
He sucks her lip, bites it softly. His words, firm, but caring.
"I'm expecting an answer, angel."
"Yes,"
"Submission, you do it so well."
Garfield's lips sketch into a smug smile as he removes Rave's underwear at a devilishly slow pace.
He tilted himself in front of Raven's secret glory.
He massaged the outer lips with his fingers, listening to Raven's breath snag. He did that for almost a minute or so just to build her excitement up. He shot a quick glance at her face: eyebrows knitted in pleasure, cheeks doused in scarlet, and lips loosely shaking out breaths and murmurs.
His gaze dropped back down, noting the glistening of Raven's pink inner lips. He spread the folds open carefully and gave her entrance a swift lap with his tongue.
"That's right, get in there. All the way in there." Raven mewled, her reserved composure slipping beneath her.
A glint zipped through Garfield's eyes as Raven's taste settled on his tongue. He lapped her opening, going deeper each time. He nibbled at Raven's inner lips while licking her simultaneously. Every 'yes,' , 'fuck,', 'atta boy,', made Garfield crazy.
"Good Lord, what a woman," He firmly tugged her hips closer to his mouth.
He fingered her, sucked her, bit her, gazed at her, listened to her, then he kept his hands busy on her sensitive skin, then he'd get a lil' cum on his fingers, and command her to suck.
He was goin' centimeters deep, his ears were ringing at every broken gasp and beg for more. He couldn't believe the words and subtle growls she managed to extract from him. Absolutely ridiculous.
"Yes, that's right where I need you," He was so good, she could scream, so she did.
"God have mercy, Rae. You're making me lose my mind,"
A laugh of pleasure then a delighted squeal. It made him smile.
By the way her hips buckled, the way she held his hair tighter for just one more time, the way her sweet, sore temple grasped around his fingers, and by the way she held her breath for one, two, three seconds— he knew she reached her peak.
She was undone beautifully and breathlessly.
Garfield cleaned her up by tongue, savoring her. It was like a beast finding their appetite after a famine.
He kissed her, allowing the disparity to sizzle on her tongue.
Raven parted the kiss, holding either side of Garfield's head. Her breaths were sharp against his mouth.
"Sex on the sink," she grinned with lidded eyes.
Garfield, kissing Raven on her scarlet chakra, responded. "Well done, angel."
"One more. Make me feel dirty."
He stripped his bottom half of clothes, pulled her off the surface.
"Bend your pretty ass ova the sink for me."