it had been a month since youd seen simon, which is much too long in your opinion, so when he told you he was comming home you were overjoyed. there was a pep in your step that nothing could take away. that is until he told you it might not be till four am, a time that you very much doubted youd be awake at.
it isnt much to anyones suprise when you fell asleep around three-thirty, clutching one of simons masks like your life depended on it. your eyes had felt heavy one moment and closed the next, your brain fading away into a dreamland of your boyfriend. which is why you failed to hear your lover entering your house, taking off his shoes, and even slipping into the room and onto your bed.
now simon stares down at you, his bag already thrown by the door and gear slowly stripped off as he had walked to the bedroom. now only a shirt and boxers adorns his tired body, his cock growing as he utilizes the moonlight to stare at your sleeping face. he cant help but groan as you move slightly, face crinkling into the pillow just a tad more.
a deep rumbling chuckle leaves his throat as he lightly, and slowly, takes the blanket off of your sleeping figure to curl up with you. to his suprise, you hadnt put on anything while waiting for him, your nude figure tempting simon more than he can handle. before, he felt as though he could resist his urges, and now thoes urges are all that cloud his mind.
it isnt long before simon is taking you into his mouth, groaning softly as he tastes your soft flesh. the smell of you drives his utterly insane as he thanks the universe that you had been lying on your back. it isnt before long that you start to harden up, your sleeping body twitching slightly as arousal finds itself nesting in your stomach.
simon has already started to lose himself to the pleasure, his hips starting a new rhythm against the bed and one of your legs. a need to please both of you after so long apart surges through the man as he sucks harder, gagging slightly as you fully harden up. although, even if he does gag on you, both of you know who's the bigger one.
you wake up groaning, hands automatically clenching at the bed around you, confusion slipping in through your drowsiness. a heat licks up your cock and simon speeds up, noticing that you are becoming more alert. that seems to be the winning ticket, your eyes opening up only to roll back in pleasure.
you smell him before you realize what he is doing, a musky oak scent mixed in with sweat and something metallic. whether it is blood or weapons, you dont actually care, its hot either way. when do you realize what he is doing, the thought of his scent is pushed back behind another thought.
you really need to cum.
you cant be sure when he got home, or started doing this, but youre happier than ever. the two of you had talked about him using you in your sleep but he never actually done it, too afraid or tired to actually get to this point. but you arent complaining, the waiting makes this even better.
"si-simon", is all you can muster out before he lets your cock out with a satisfying pop.
before you can say another word, simon is hovering above you, gripping both of your cocks between his hand. the slickness from his saliva helps glide his hand along as he frots your red, dripping lengths. his lips are on yours as well, tongue dipping into your mouth to taste you as he moans.
fingers find themselves tangled in his hair as you arch away from the bed, your balls tensing up as you get dangerously close. its obvious simon is too, his rhythm becoming sloppier every moment. it feels as though your entire nervous system might explode as he continues, not giving you a moment to take a proper breath.
grunting, he finally pulls away, leaning his forehead against yours softly and he pants wildly. your moans join in with his noises as your toes curl, needing a release. but you wont without him, and he knows that, which is why youre greatful when he speaks.
"doll- mm gonna-", his words are cut short as you both gasp, strings of hot seed spilling out of you both. it coats your bodies and his hand, a true mess that probably wont get cleaned until you both wake up in the morning. you dont mind though, it is now bedtime.
simon thinks the same as you both finally ride out your orgasms, him almost collapsing onto you as his arm gives out. all the traveling has finally caught up with him, but at the perfect time. a soft kiss is placed on your forehead as you drift off, a soft "i love you" whispered into your ear as you fully surrender to sleep.
