cw: ୨୧ nsfw / 18+, cream pie, morning sex, unprotected sex, reader consents half asleep, hair pulling ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢
(not proofread) fem! reader || 701 words ||
Dick Grayson & his morning needs (you).
It was early in the morning when the sun started to peek slowly through the clouds. dick had his arms wrapped around your waist, gently stroking your hips. your back had been pressed against his chest and his nose nuzzled against your shoulder, his warm breath tickling your nerves.
dick had been up for a few minutes now. god, how he tried to keep his dignity in check, but the way your ass pressed against him involuntarily in your sleep made him so needy. the fact that you’d already been bare from last night added the fuel to his fire. his cock grew impatient and needy, growing against his boxers, his bulge becoming increasingly harder to ignore.
at first he tried to wake you.
“baby..” he whispered against your ear, gently grinding himself against your lower back. his fingers gently pinching your sides.
“mm..” you mumbled in your sleep, struggling to wake up.
“c’mon wake up.. i really really need you ma.” he’d groan. his cock pressed right against the curve of your ass, his hands covered your hips as his own gave small humps against you.
when you wouldn’t budge, he’d whine, kissing your shoulder.
“babyyy.. wake up will ya?” he groaned, pinching at your sides a bit more, one of his hands moving up to cup your breast and fondle it gently.
“mmn.. but baby ‘s too early..” you grumbled, your hand reached up and gently stroked his chiseled jaw, still having your back facing him.
dick nuzzled against your hand, like a puppy wanting attention, whimpering as he kissed your cheek.
“then s’okay if i keep goin.. please?” he mumbled, one of his hands moved to hover over his boxers, waiting for your response impatiently.
“mm fine..” you sighed lazily, shifting yourself to accommodate him.
dick took your response as a green light, his hips shifted as he pulled his boxers down his muscular thighs.
“fuck.. i need y’ so bad baby..” he practically cries into your shoulder, his hands holding your hips as he lined himself up with your entrance. the tip of his cock red and shining with pre, finding your pussy already soaked, he let out another groan.
dick bottomed out quickly in a single thrust, slipping in easily from your wetness. a loud, lengthy moan emitting from his throat, he tilted his back, hair disheveled from his sleep.
“ah-hah.. fuck.. this pussy’s sucking me in so well baby.. knew i wasn’t the only one feelin’ worked up..” he moaned, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, his cock drove in and out of you slowly, before slamming back in to hit your cervix.
“mmn.. dick.. feels ‘s good” you moaned tiredly, back arching towards him, your pussy making lewd squelching noises from his cock.
“yeah pretty baby? you feel good, hm?” he asks, his arm moving over your side to play with your clit, his breath hitting your cheek as he continued to push into you.
“y-yes dick..! so good.. so fucking good” you whined, your head lolling forward, fingers digging into his arms that rested on your hips.
“y’re so pretty baby.. t-taking me so good. can i cum inside you, please..?” he groaned, his thrusts picking up pace as he panted against your shoulder, one of his hands lifted to grab a fistful of your hair, tilting your head so he could kiss you.
“mmmph— y-yes.. inside—“ you moaned in between the kiss, your back arched against his chest, legs shaking as you came, your orgasm hitting you like a truck.
“fuckkk baby— just like that.. milk me dry” he says, kissing your neck as his own orgasm hit and his seed pulsed inside you, driving in and out of you slowly, making a ring of cum around his cock.
dick goes limp, stroking your sides as his kissed your cheek.
“sorry for waking you up, princess. just couldn’t help myself.” he sighs, letting out a small chuckle.
“‘s okay.. next time you don’t have to wake me.” you smiled, turning to face him, moving the strands of hair covering his eyes.
“oh? is that right? then don’t complain when i’m balls deep inside you in your sleep.” he challenges you with a cocky smirk and a pinch to your hips.
“who said im complaining grayson?” you retort, smiling as you kissed his nose, making him go red.
an: sorry guys i’ve been dead. making smut is harder than i thought LMAOO. came back cause he’s been in my head too much, i need ideas for him.
