Sleepover goes south if ykyk 😏
Reader accidently moans nats name in her sleep while Natalie couldn't sleep-
She hears that an I mean..it's a best friends job to make her friend happy right?
An when reader wakes up feeling nats lips around her nipple..she doesn't stop nat an gives her permission to continue
Nat's dark bedroom is illuminated by only her phone screen as she scrolls through her Instagram reels. The volume is on low so she doesn't disturb you. She couldn't sleep, so why not have a little phone time to tire herself out? It's not really working, to be honest. She's been in the same position for almost an hour, her thumb scrolling automatically like a machine as she stares at her phone.
She hears you mumble out her name.
"Yeah?" she replies, still looking at her phone. "Did I wake you up?"
Nat frowns at the silence that follows. She pauses the video, places her phone down, and sits up on the bed. Just before she can whisper your name, you interrupt her.
"Oh, Nat," you moan, hips rising in the air.
Natalie's cheeks burn up. Her heart starts beating out of her chest. She can feel her blood rushing in her ears.
She watches you closely with her breath caught in her throat.
You moan again, and this time, Nat can see the way your hand clutches at the bedsheets while you hump the air. Her head starts to get fuzzy as she thinks about what you're dreaming of. Of course it's about her, but what is she doing? Is she eating you out in your dream? Is she fucking you? Fingering you?
Natalie's name falls from your lips again, and it has a whine rumbling deep in her throat. She lifts her hand and hovers it over your torso. It stays in the air for a few moments as she considers what she's about to do.
She'd be a bad friend if she didn't do it, right? If she didn't help you out when you're so obviously needing her?
Nat's fingers skim across your shirt, slowly hiking it up until a sliver of your stomach is visible. She brushes her fingers over the skin, and her whole body reacts when you moan for her. For a moment, she thinks that she woke you up. Humiliation and excitement wash over her, making her head spin.
"What are you dreaming about?" she mutters to you, sliding her hand up your chest. Her fingers graze over your nipple, and her eyes bore into yours as she pinches it.
A few minutes later, and she's gently lowering herself onto your body. She watches your face for any reaction as she pushes your shirt up until your breasts are exposed, and then she latches her mouth around a hard nipple.
When you wake up, you feel something wet on your chest. And there's also this weird sensation happening to your body. It disorients you. Blinking your tired eyes open, you're greeted with the sight of Nat's brown hair. But instead of being next to you, she's on top of you, with your nipple in her mouth.
A gasp flies out of your mouth, one that's louder and more aware than the previous noises Nat's been hearing.
She stops sucking and looks up at you with drool on her chin. Her eyes are droopy and glazed over.
"You were dreaming about me. I thought I could help you out."
A shaky moan leaves your throat. Your core twists with arousal as you think about how long she's been messing with you. You're suddenly aware of the wetness between your thighs and that ache that's starting to form.
You place your hand on the back of her head and push her back into your chest. "Then don't stop."
