The stuff of dreams
[Syzoth (reptile mk1) x Afab reader smut]
⚠️ Warnings:
[No pronouns used]
[Heavy smut 18+ only]
[Somnophilia, (cnc play)]
Rays of golden sunlight shone through the blinds, covering the windows in your eathrealm apartment. You turned over, adjusting the strong arm laying over you protectively, turning over to see a zatarian was scary the first few times.
However, now you recognized a face you adored in any form. You smiled, laying on your side, watching Syzoth's chest rise and fall as he breathed.
He mumbled, though, you couldn't understand what he was saying. You stared up at his face the sunlight framed it like a halo, his grip on your arm tightened for a second. He began to mumble again, this time you swore he said your name.
You were taken aback for a second, what was he dreaming of?
Should you wake him?
Once more, his reptilian hand gripped your waist tightly, pulling you closer to him. His clawed hand dug into your soft flesh, tearing into it. You let out a pained cry as tears filled your eyes, blinking them out. You pryed his hand away, moving out of the bed going into the bathroom to look at your wound.
It wasn't like you weren't used to pain and blood, you did participate in the mortal kombat tournament. Syzoth just didn't have kontrol over his strength in his current state, although, you could never blame him.
You cleaned the wound and bandaged it up, moving back to the bed you took your place laying beside your lover. Moving under his arm, waking him slightly, "baby?"
"I'm right here, my love." You said putting your warm hand to his cold face.
"Elder Gods, you feel good." He spoke, snuggling deeper into you. His knee found its place between your legs, one hand beneath your neck, the other resting over your waist, just barely brushing your butt.
You laughed, as your rhythmic breathing lulled him back asleep. He continued to have vivid dreams however, you could tell because he was still speaking and moving in his sleep.
His knee had traveled up to where, at certain points, it would rub against you, making your breath hitch. Your heart beating fast and your cl*t throbbed for his attention, you imagined that playing with yourself, while it may help, would probably only sustain you until he woke up.
You were going to attempt it anyway, focusing on your lovers labored breathing, you moved your hand to you thighs. Rubbing the inside of them first, you glanced at Syzoth sleeping peacefully.
Was this wrong?
Getting off to your sleeping lover?
Possibly, although you knew he wouldn't mind, Syzoth adored watching you play with yourself. He loved the sounds you would make, warming yourself up for him, you did it quite a bit. Only ever because, he was the biggest man you'd been with, so you needed foreplay for him.
You stuck two fingers in and pumped them in and out, letting out small noises of pleasure. Once again, Syzoth jerked his knee, pushing your fingers deep into you. Letting out a much louder sound, you covered your mouth as your breathing calmed down.
"Baby, please." He pleaded in his sleep.
"I'm trying, Sy." You mumbled, rubbing your forgotten cl*t.
Pretty soon you were bucking your hips trying to get any friction you could get. As your climax grew close you looked over at Syzoth, his parted lips, his peaceful face, he also looked so close. His breath ragged from the dream that plagued his rest, he jerked his knee. You continued to buck your hips, basically grinding on his knee, you removed your hand. Riding Syzoth's knee, you through your head back, moaning loudly.
"Syzoth." You moaned out, "Oh Gods yes."
You continued to move but your movement was twitchy and sporadic as your climax inched closer. Your moans got caught in your throat, being choked out as pleasure sounds, the grip of Syzoth's hand tightened and his arm stretched out past you. His eyes fluttered open, and the realization of what you were doing caught up with you.
"Syzoth?" You called out, he looked at you. You were flustered red from your ears to your cheeks. Your hair was a mess and you were breathing sloppily, you were perfect, "syzoth, I'm so sorry."
He was confused at first, "..."
"I was trying to get myself off, but in your sleep you were moving and talking and-" you paused, "I hate that i would abuse your trust like this."
Syzoth felt the dampness on his thigh, as well as your warm thighs incasing it, he smiled, "baby, you have done nothing wrong."
"You don't have a problem with what I did?" You asked, Syzoth responded with a chuckle.
"Of course not, no different from me thinking about you, it's an honor, my darling." He let out a wispy laugh.
"I just thought-"
Syzoth's quickly glanced at you, taking his human shape, you had forgotten that he slept in the buff. A blush covered your face, syzoth pushed his face into your neck, his split tongue tracing your sensitive spots.
His now smaller hand found your waist again, pulling you closer, you winced, Syzoth lifted away from your neck. He gave you a quizzical look, he rubbed the bandage you had stuck on the cut from earlier.
"When did this happen?" He asked, fiddling with the small bandage.
"Earlier while you were asleep, you just grabbed me." You said, "it's fine, you'll just have to be careful."
"Baby, I'm sorry... shall we continue... carefully?" He mused against your flesh, biting and sucking on the tender areas.
You continued to move against his leg, until your lover removed it, placing his hands around your waist. He sat you on top of him, he pumped his cock in his hands, his eyes intently watching you.
"Ready?" He asked, breathing heavily.
"Always, Syzoth." You cooed, his features over taken by a hint of green.
You moved over him, hovering as he lined himself up with you. You lowered yourself on to him slowly, stretching yourself out slowly, you sat c*ckwarming him for a second or two.
Both of you fighting at the urge to gather more friction, finally you moved. You moved your hips in circles and up and down, bouncing all over him, making sure that he hit every spot he could. You were a mess, drool ran down your face, tears leaked from your eyes, your hands in your hair, tugging to give you pleasure.
"I am so lucky." Syzoth breathed in between moans and pants.
"Likewise, my love." You said leaning down to peck his lips.
You continued to bounce, the skin slapping filled the room, the only thing to distract from it would be you and your lovers sweet noises. You reached your climax, constricting around Syzoth, clenching and unclenching. Making him grab onto the sheets on the bed, he groaned and as always he began to flicker in and out of sight, he couldn't control his powers when he orgasmed.
You had always thought it was a cute quirk, his orgasms being so strong they affected his abilities. You had not only come to enjoy it, but to expect it, it was a tell tell sign he had gotten off.
Although what you were not expecting was for Syzoth to grow within you, you felt as his already large c*ck grow, longer and thicker. The skin got rougher, but it didn't hurt as badly as you had anticipated. It pushed you through your climax, your eyes rolling back, and struggled moans escaped your throat as you and Syzoth came together.
