Hiii Can I request please one where Rafael end Y/N are together and they have a day off where he wake her up kissing her and he’s going to do some jogging and he wants her to cane with him but she doesn’t, telling him her only sport is sex (the end is up to you)

infiniteoddball:

//I really hope that you like this and that this is what you pictured! I wasn’t really in the mood to write smut, but I still have a some Barson smut requested in my Inbox!// 

You wake up slowly, feeling his body warmth and his delicious weight pressing your back into the mattress. You keep your eyes closed as you smile, feeling his stubble rub slightly against your tender skin. You stretch your spine, wrapping your arms around him, “Good morning Rafa,” You hum. 

“Good morning mi heromosa,” He responds, continuing his journey up your neck. 

You grown slightly, “What time is it?” 

“Eight. I figured that I wouldn’t wake you up too early,” He mumbles against your skin. 

You shiver as you feel his warm breath on your skin. You bite your lower lip before you cup his face, pulling his lips to yours. You keep your mouth open tasting his coffee flavored tongue as he kisses you deeper. 

You hook one of your legs around his hip as you feel the pull of sleep leave your body. You slowly pull away, smiling as you touch your forehead to his, “Why are you up so early?” 

“Work,” He answered as he grazed his knuckles against your cheek, “I figured this would be a pleasant way to wake you up.”

“Mm, well you are right about that. What do you want to do for breakfast?” 

“I was actually about to go for a jog. Do you want to come?” He leaned back, smiling at you with soft loving eyes. 

You push yourself up, resting on your elbows with a cocked eyebrow, “I don’t do runs. I don’t do sports. The only heart racing thing that I like to do sex,” You smirk as you see lust pass through his eyes. 

You peck his cheek before rolling your bodies. You kissed him softly, “Have fun jogging!” You adjust your weight to get off the bed, but feel his hands on your hips, pulling you close. 

“How about I help make your heart race?” He smirks before pulling you into another kiss. 

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