You're standing in front of Rafayel, or better between his legs as you try to erase some rainbow-colored paint splotches from his hair as he sits on his big sofa. The dry paint sticks to the soft strands of the painter's lilac hair like chewing gum.

"Stay still, Rafayel," you snicker into his top head, pulling and scratching at his hair.

"It hurts! Do you really need to pull out my hair for this?" he pouts from underneath, not willing to help you in the slightest.

You give up, sigh and gaze down at him. "If a certain someone wouldn't act like a three-year-old and just let me do my job over here, it would already be done."

A snorting is heard as two slender hands are placed on your waist, forcing you to buckle your knees, and you land on Rafayels lap, knees beside him on the big orange sofa in his spacious living room.

A surprised yelp is escaping your mouth as you start scolding him. "What are you doing? I'm not finished yet!"

The Lemurian chuckles as he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you even closer to him and his face buries into your chest. Nose and lips caressing the bare skin where the collar of your button-up shirt is opened. Hot breaths send shivers down your spine and you dig your hands into Rafayels hair.

"I'm running out of patience..." comes muffled from between your clothes, and he starts placing small hot kisses on your already heated skin.

A whole army of butterflies emerges from your belly, conquering your whole body with Rafayels attention.

"Raf-" you start hesitating, the sensation of his soft lips threatening to distract you from your current doing, but he's not listening at all.

Instead, he turns sideways and throws you gently on the sofa. Knocked out of breath from the impact you're momentarily defenseless as he uses this to his advantage and quickly crawls up to you. Elbows placed on both sides of your head, the face of the Lemurian hovers now over yours. The yellow sunlight from outside kiss his purple hair and caress his beautiful features. Rafayel looks so ethereal at this moment, you forget to breathe, and you can just admire his otherworldly figure as some sun rays highlighting the two colors in his eyes. "How can anyone be as beautiful as him?" you think, completely entranced as you reach out to him and capture his cheek in your hand.

The Lemurian nuzzles himself into your palm, closing his unique eyes and sighs satisfied.

"That's so much better" comes his soft reaction and you giggle.

"And you say, you're not a cat, my love" still caressing the side of his face.

The blueish-pink eyes snap open, brows are furrowed in a sudden angry line and plush lips are now forming a cute pout. "I am not! Stop comparing me with these malicious beasts!"

Now you laugh amused and give him a short peck on said pouty lips. "Then you're a catfish!"

"You-!" comes his exasperated gasp and sunset eyes looking at you with such bewilderment, you just have to laugh even more.