all credits to @/rafecameroninterlude on tumblr!
warnings: domestic!rafe, dad!rafe, husband!rafe, slight nipple play, titty sucking, dry humping, brief mention of being insecure
"why are you covering yourself?" rafe laughed, sitting up under the covers as you made your way to your shared bed. "baby fell asleep before i could nurse. now i'm all swollen.." you mumbled, wincing once you curled into rafe's chest. "want me to get the pump?" he was about to get up but you stopped him, a sigh leaving your lips. "no, m'too tired for that right now." you draped a leg over his waist, clinging to him so he couldn't go anywhere. rafe hummed, rubbing a large hand down your backside. "jesus christ." he looked down between the two of you.
your tits were practically spilling out of your nightgown, the swells of your breasts so plump and full, rafe couldn't help but reach out and take one in his hand. you gasped softly, your eyes fluttering open as he ran his thumb across your nipple. "please be gentle, i'm so sensitive right now." you laid on your back, allowing your husband to pull the neckline of your gown down. "shit, you look so good like this." rafe ignored your words, grabbing you more firmly. biting your lip to keep quiet, your fingers wrapped around his wrist in a poor attempt to make him loosen his grip.
rafe rolled one of your sensitive buds between his fingers, his mouth falling open when a single drop of milk trickled down his hand. "rafe.." your hid your face in embarrassment, only for him to cup your chin to make you look up at him. you watched as he brought his hand up to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick the milky substance with a satisfied hum. "i understand why our baby always wants to be latched onto you," he squeezed your nipple once more, "you taste so fucking good." he hovered above you, sliding between your thighs. "is there milk packs in the freezer?" you eyed rafe.
"no. i was going to make some in the morning," he nodded, lowering his head, "why?" just as you asked him, he muttered a 'sorry, kid.' before his lips wrapped around your perky bud. "oh!" you whimpered, running your nails across his buzzed head. your hips instinctively moved against his, both of you moaning in unison. "do you like this?" rafe swirled his tongue, the wet sound making you flustered. "mhmmm," you hummed, eyebrows knitting in pleasure. you knew rafe loved your tits, but enough to drink from them? you felt dumb for feeling insecure in the first place.
"don't want you to stop." you arched into him, his erection sitting snuggly between your folds. the thin material both of your underwear did nothing to conceal you from the head of his cock rubbing against your clit. "oh, my god," rafe was shamelessly grinding against you, both of you trying your hardest to keep your moans and groans at bay. a particular stroke of his hips had you yelping, his hand coming up to clamp over your mouth. "shhh, you don't want to wake the baby up, now do you?" you shook your head, the band in your stomach threatening to snap at any moment.
rafe couldn't believe he didn't do this sooner. he was already obsessed with everything about you, he didn't think there was anything else to obsess over. but this? he coudn't get enough of it. your were holding his head in place while you let out the prettiest little cries, his movements faltering as he cummed inside his boxers. not long after, your thighs trembled around his waist while you clenched around nothing, your orgasm ripping right through you. thankfully, rafe's palm was helpful in muffling your scream of his name, his mouth pulling away from your tit with a pop.
rafe helped you come down from your high, the corner of his lips lifting in a teasing smirk as he slipped off your nightgown. "let's do that again, except this time i'm gonna fuck you stupid while i have you like this."
