No Strings

Chapter 13

It had been about a month since you and Rafael had finally admitted your true feelings to each other, you’d had the discussion about how much time he was spending at your apartment, agreeing that it made sense to actually move in together. Some might say it was a little fast, but it had been nearly a year since the first time you’d slept together. Your place was rent controlled and closer to both of your jobs, and, despite Rafael being a lawyer, he still didn’t know how you afforded such an incredible place on NYPD’s salary. Since the squad finally knew about the two of you, you were able to be affectionate at work gatherings, and Barba would do anything to have his hands on you as often as he could. Anytime he stopped by the squad room he’d have an extra cup of coffee, he naturally drifted towards you, usually finding spot to lean on your desk, always making sure to give you a chaste kiss on the forehead or cheek before he left.

Tonight, Rafael was posed on the couch, reworking his opening statement for what you were pretty sure was the millionth time that evening, you watched him from the kitchen, scribbling out the last bit he’d written, tossing the pad down as he ran his hands over his face. You shook your head gently, wiping your hands on the dish towel before you grabbed the pre poured glass of scotch, approaching behind the couch, wrapping your arms around him to offer him the glass. He took it, muttering a gentle thank you before taking a generous gulp, you placed a kiss to his head, rubbing his chest reassuringly.

“You can’t figure that out tomorrow?” You murmured into his hair, gently pressing another kiss against him. “You need to relax mi amor.” Your hands traced their way up to the junction between his neck & shoulders, kneading your thumbs into the knots you knew you’d find, slowly working them apart. Rafael groaned softly, relaxing back against the couch, your nails gently scratched against his neck into his hair, his head fell back, green eyes glancing up at you over the back of the couch. You leant forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “You know….there are other ways to let off some steam.” Raf smirked at you, moving to pile up the papers on the coffee table as he stood, moving around the couch.

“And what exactly do you have in mind Cariño?” He murmured, his lips ghosting over yours.

“I think you know exactly what Counsellor.” You planted a kiss on his lips, hungry, relentless, but let him take control the second your lips touched. His hands hit your hips, pushing you back towards the bedroom, only stopping when your legs hit the bed. Rafael pulled away gently, stroking a lock of loose hair behind your ear, making you smile, leaning into his hand as it cupped your cheek, kissing his thumb. “I’m all yours Rafi…” You breathed, giving him all the consent he needed.

You and Rafael quickly stripped each other of your clothes until you were naked against each other, falling back onto the bed as he loomed over you, his mouth nipping at your neck, your moans vibrating through the room. Your hands pulled at his hair, whimpering underneath his touch, it had been too long, Raf swiped through your folds, then immediately froze, glancing up at you, a questioning look on his face.

“You sure?” 

“Yes.” You breathed, “Rafi please…” You glanced down at the eyes looking up at you, realizing his concern, but sometimes, biology just didn’t want to cooperate “There’s lube in bedside table.” He leaned forward on his knees, puling the drawer open, he stopped briefly, smirking at you as he looked at the container of toys he found in front of him, slyly pulling a butt plug out from it, glancing over at you.

“I never would have guessed….” The usual grin plastered upon his face as he held the toy up for you to see. You giggled lightly.

“Win the Richardson case and you can use it on me.” You smirked back.

“Deal.” Rafael tossed the toy back into the drawer, squeezing the lube into his hand, tracing his hand through your folds before wrapping a coated hand around his cock. Throwing the bottle aside he teased the tip of himself through your folds, hearing your breathy gasp as it hit your clit before sliding into you, moaning deeply as he buried his head into your neck, nipping gently. He started a steady but brutal pace against your hips, your arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer to you, your hands scratching at his back, burying themselves into his hair.

“Rafa…” You breathed as he groped at your chest, peeling his mouth from yours to wrap around the other nipple, tongue circling around your tip, teeth slowly and gently pulling it away from your body, you moaned heavily, your body arching up towards him as the thrusts into you became harder, making you whimper, moaning into his neck, he could feel you clenching around him. His hand snuck down, hitting your clit, it was a mere matter of seconds before you spasmed underneath him, hand clenched to his bicep. He could feel you squeezing around him, the look on your face more than enough to make him cum nearly on the spot as he thrusted into you.

As you gained your breath back, he pulled out of you, collapsing on the bed beside you, a couple of deep breaths before you curled into his side, kissing his neck gently. His arms found their way around your body, one linking with the one you had across his chest, one tracing up and down your curves his lips softly kissed the top of your head.

“I love you.” He murmured into your hair, you kissed his chest in response, stroking his hand with your thumb.

“I love you too Rafa.”