Necessity
6/25/21; (I)Sean; contains somnophilia, polyamory, AFAB Sato
He wishes he wasn’t such a light sleeper. Wishes his partners weren’t such deep sleepers.
Well, Sato smirks as they carefully slip out of the bed, not completely.
It’s not like this was their first option. He’d tried subtly shifting back against Dean, tried gently shaking them awake, tried speaking. And there was no point turning over to Isa; if Dean can’t be roused, then hell must freeze over to allow Isa to wake.
Can’t be mad when Dean gets me pregnant first, then.
And as much as they wish they could’ve gotten dean to wake up, to at least wake enough to slip a hand between warm, wet thighs and fuck a few fingers into him, or even better grip a hip and slip that gorgeous cock inside them, never knowing if they’ll be pounded into oblivion or told to keep them warm and themselves relaxed until the blond’s ready to wake-
As much as they love that, those two being such deep sleepers still has its benefits.
How else would he be able to have Dean so pliable beneath him? And to be able to get them ready so quickly, with no interruptions, fuck-
It’s a wonder he’s able to pull himself away, cunt aching as the ravenette pops off, lips flushed and shiny. Another time, they decide, briefly debating on whether to continue the blowjob and simply fuck himself with his favorite toy before opting to just follow through on the original plan. Lube already in their reach, it’s not long before everything is fully prepped.
The only thing left to do-
“Ohh…” The breathy sigh escapes as the thick head pops through, a drawn out, “fuck-“ escaping as he descends further, the ring of muscle yielding to the familiar intrusion.
And, with hands braced beside tan thighs and clit positively throbbing, he starts to rock with the same motions he has every other time; slow, smooth, and steady.
They’ll pick up the pace when he’s ready to try to wake Dean again.
