A/N: Dalles!azzi x Babydoll!reader, i really really really adore dom azzi
Warnings: smut, fingering
Synopsis: Azzi came home from a game pretty late and couldn't resist the sight of your sleeping body.
You had fallen asleep about an hour ago watching you girlfriends' game.
The team was at home, but you decided not to go knowing how late she would be out. So, you spent your night with a glass of wine after an amazing everything shower with you freshly washed sheets and fuzzy socks.
After about 2 hours dalles beat Chicago 106-109 thanks to Azzi's amazing 3-point shooting skills. By the time she had gotten home it was about 1:30 am and you where PAST af out rapped in a fuzzy UConn blanket you had gotten a while ago and the ac blasting.
Azzi walked through the door setting her bag down on the ground and taking off her shoes. As soon as she got up stars, she softly pushed open the door to see you in your sluty 2-piece pj set she had gotten you the week before.
The room is dark, the curtains are drawn, and the soft spill of light from the kitchen reaches the bed.
All she wanted to do was get on top of you can fuck you brainless, but she desperately needed to shower.
Azzi steps into the shower just as the mirror above the sink begins to fog up.
She uses your body wash— though you’ve told her multiple times to buy her own. Azzi pours the product onto a wash rag and begins to scrub the day off of her warm skin. The scent blooms as she washes up.
Afterward, Azzi shuts the water off and pads out into the steam, skin flushed and warm, droplets tracing paths down her shoulders and back. She grabs a towel from the rack— yours, technically— and drags it down her body before tying it around her chest.
Quietly, she crosses the floor to the dresser. She opens the top drawer and pulls out an oversized t-shirt. The shirt is worn and stretched out at the collar and is reminiscent of your scent.
From the drawer exactly below, Azzi pulls out a pair of underwear and glances back at you once more. Her expression softens and she steps into your bathroom.
She sets her weight on the side of the bed, careful not to wake you, she leans over to set a careful kiss on your tempull and then another to your ear. She moves slow careful not to wake you as she moves down your neck and onto your collarbone.
Azzi stops. She knows you have to be up early, but there’s a different feeling blooming in her chest. A carnal degree of selfishness and greed that tells her pleasure isn’t a bad thing. Who knows when she’ll have you like this again?
Unsuspecting and splayed out just for her.
She softy moves her hips so she can turn you on your back. Her hand finds your hip once more. You shift lightly and grip the blicket harder.
That doesn't stop Azzi she moves her way down your body and to your thighs, her mouth brushes the small stretch marks on your inner thighs that she loves so very much.
She slides your underwear down to your feet, leaning down a giving you clit a small kitten lick.
You begin to squirm in your sleep, a faint sigh leaving your mouth.
her palm trails up your stomach as she starts to go off, licking and sucking your clit into her mouth.
you shot up suddenly to the sensation of it all.
“Baby,” she mutters softly, face still in your neck. Instinctually, your hand grasps the back of her head, cradling it. “Just relax.”
You speak through the sensation of her mouth, “what are you doing? It’s late, babe.”
She doesn't respond just dives back in. Her left hand runs down your stomach once again, inching closer to your pussy.
“Want me to make you cum, hm?” Azzi hums into your ear, taunting you.
“Please,” you reply, beginning to clench around nothing.
Azzi’s fingers move faster over your bud as she gives you another kiss. A pressure gradually builds in your lower stomach, your toes curling at the sensation. Azzi slides a finger inside when you’re least expecting her to.
She thrusts deep, her thumb now on your clit. “Did you miss me? Miss this? I thought about you the whole way here.”
You finally cum, moaning into Azzi’s ear and clenching around her. Instinctually, her legs close around her arm, but Azzi isn’t done yet when she forces them back open.
Azzi swirls her fingers inside and swipes out some of your cum. You’re still trying to close your legs when she uses her own to form them open.
You can only look up at her weakly. She brings two fingers to your lips before forcing them into your mouth. “Suck.”
You swirl your tongue around them. When you’re done, you stick out your tongue to show it to Azzi and she pulls out her pruny fingers.
You’re panting as you try to catch your breath. Azzi’s quiet as she lays on you, still grinding slightly to ride out her high. You kiss her temple and glance at the alarm clock next to you. It reads 4:08.
Your eyelids start to feel heavy again when Azzi chimes. “Can you call in? Just today, babe.”
You nod without words and lean forward to pull the sheets back over the both of you.
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