‧₊˚ ┊ 18+ mdni!! — you look so pretty when you’re sleeping, naoya can’t resist you cw: somnophilia ( ྀི ◞◟) ♡ ˵ 🩰
he wasn’t supposed to want it.
it was humiliating, needing you right now. he was the one who rejected the idea after all.
he ignored your pleas; the cries that begged him to take you while you were sleeping. you clung to him, desperate, yet he pushed you away. mocking how badly you desired him.
honestly, he saw no point in it. why fuck you when he wouldn’t be able to hear your sweet little whimpers? your voice that moaned for him, pleading him to slow down? there’d be no exhilarating rush of pride when he got to wipe your salty tears away. it was nonsensical.
that was what he told himself.
that was what he tried to remind himself of when he saw how gentle you looked as you slept. so perfect under the breeze of the open window, and the dreamy beams of moonlight. you were practically begging to be used by him, and you didn’t even know it. sound asleep, you had no idea how much you affected him.
the curve of your ass, the dreamy plush of your tits, the way your hand twitched every once in a while. he caved so quickly it made him angry. it frustrated him to no end, yet it made him want to ruin you.
he sighed, rolling his eyes while he was already climbing on top of your sleeping form. it was too late to stop now, cock already hard at the thoughts running through his head. there were so many things he wanted to do to you.
his voice was a low, quiet whisper. “just a little bit.”
he told himself that he wasn’t going to go all the way, he couldn’t. because going all the way would only reveal that you, for once, had a good idea. and he was far too prideful to let that be the truth.
with an uncharacteristic gentleness, he pushed you off of your side. laying you on your back, spreading your legs wide so that he could settle between them.
his lips were on your neck before he could stop himself. sucking and biting at the smooth skin, he pulled you closer by your hips. now you were pressed against his chest and completely accessible to him.
soon his hips were moving, grinding his thick tent into your clothed pussy. he groaned, laughed at the stupidity of it all, and swiped his tongue from your neck to your earlobe.
you moved, twitched beneath him. he found himself scoffing, annoyed at how your body interrupted his perfect rhythm.
“stop moving around. you wanted this remember?” he hissed as he pinned you down, forcing your body to still as he chased his own pleasure. his hips dragged against you, even deeper this time, the building heat making his eyebrow twitch.
he placed a wet kiss against your half open mouth, biting on your bottom lip a little. he smiled. “i’m doing this for you.”
a trail of kisses were placed against your skin. from the sensitive spot under your ear, to the smoothness of your sternum, to the fleshy part of your inner thigh, all the way to the radiating warmth of your cunt. still preciously hidden by your panties, although it wouldn’t be for long.
his thumb prodded against your clit. leading to him running slender fingers down your slit. chuckled to himself.
“how are you wet already? are you dreaming about me?” he bit your inner thigh, making you squirm even more. even when you were fast asleep, he couldn’t resist the urge to mock you.
his tongue was warm and wet against the fabric of your panties; he took a deep inhale of your scent and felt himself rutting into the edge of the bed where he knelt.
“or maybe…” he kissed your clit before licking you again, his hands steady on your hips.
“maybe you know what i’m doing to you. dirty girl.”
it wasn’t long before your poor panties were torn off of you, their scraps discarded somewhere across the room.
he was a bully with his mouth, his tongue. devouring every part of you. he used the wet muscle to fuck your pretty hole, already fluttering in your sleep. his thumb and pointer finger moving to pinch the sensitive bud with no mercy.
there was something so addicting about tearing you apart without you knowing. he hated how much he loved this. how much he loved destroying you. he wanted to do this forever.
then, a soft whimper caught his attention. it was faint, breathy in the way that made his cock twitch. so soft he wouldn’t have heard it if he was doing something else.
he wanted to ignore it, until he heard another.
and then another.
slowly, his eyes raked up your body until they landed on your face. your expression was only making him harder; brows stung together in confusion, eyes barely open yet glossed over from the sudden pleasure of his tongue inside of you.
“what? oh fuck…naoya?” your voice was a mixture of uncertainty and desire as you subconsciously leaned into him, pushing your pussy closer to his mouth. you rubbed your eyes before leaning up on your elbows to find him kneeling between your shaky thighs.
“go back to sleep.” he commanded, removing his tongue from inside of you. he pinched your clit again before sharply inserting two fingers into you. he had no desire to be gentle anymore, smiling at the way you hissed.
“w-what’s going on?” your voice was still thick with sleep as you tried to talk, but naoya’s rough hand climbed up your abdomen. pushing on your chest to force you back down.
his voice was gruff while he fingered you, thick and mean and dizzying. “go back to sleep.” he was annoyed with you now.
yet it was hard for you to tell, you were still dazed. “w-what?”
he rolled his eyes. “i liked it better when you weren’t talking.”
without warning, he entered another finger into your pussy. three fingers pumping in and out of you at a disorienting rate, you couldn’t stop yourself from whimpering. laughing. your fantasy coming to life in front of your eyes.
you half laughed half whined once he wrapped his lips around your clit once again, spitting on the bud before gently grazing his teeth over it.
you were breathless, ignited with something so excited it scared you.
“s-see? i knew you’d love it, f-fucking pervert.” you moaned, letting your head fall back in pleasure. you completely disregarded the displeased noise that left naoya’s mouth.
“what did you say?” he hissed.
you didn’t stop the smile that spread across your face. “you know what i said.”
his eyes were full of something like rage, irritation, and lust all mixed together. frustrated with the way you so casually talked back to him, and frustrated with how much he loved it. your snarky comments made his cock weigh even heavier, his thrusts into the edge of the bed growing more needy.
“you were so much hotter when you were asleep.” his hand was firm as he slapped your puffy pussy without warning; you gasped, surprised. he hit you again.
“you let me do whatever i want to you when you weren’t awake.”
his mouth was on your clit again, and the heat within you spread across your skin. you felt like you were on fire on the inside, senses overwhelmed with him and how well he knew your body.
“you can- oh my god j-just like that!” your hands were threading into his hair before you could stop yourself, forcing him deeper into your needy pussy. silently begging to cum.
“you c-can do whatever you want to me right now.”
he clicked his tongue, as if to say “i don’t need your permission,” or “i was gonna do that anyway.”
the pressure inside of you was only growing by the second. you were gonna cum soon and the both of you knew it.
“you’re gonna cum aren’t you? fucking pathetic.” he mocked, and you loved it.
you whimpered lightly as you bucked your hips against his face, your clit brushing against his tongue in a way so perfect it sent chills down your spine. his breath was warm as it fanned across your thighs, and you were starting to wonder how long you’d be able to hold out, your finish coming faster than you expected.
his fingers, his tongue, the pointed look on his face affected you much more than you realized; the fire under your skin spread wide, and soon you were pathetically cumming all over his face, not even getting the chance to beg for it like you wanted to.
you heard his laugh before you saw the amused, mocking look on his face. he was already removing his pants, freeing his thick cock as he climbed on top of you.
“dirty slut. i bet you wanna do this every night from now on huh?”
you nodded weakly, shaky hands moving to hold your knees up to your chest while he lined himself up to your cunt, he didn’t even need to ask. you were begging to be full of him, and he could see it in your eyes.
he laughed, leaning down to grab a fist full of your hair so you’d be face to face with him.
“i thought so.”
a/n 🪽: i know he sucks but let’s not pretend like he isn’t fine :(
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