What are your thoughts on vessel breaking in after you fall asleep and you wake up to him touching you and taking advantage of you
Little Dove || Vessel
Summary - Vessel finds his dove asleep and just can't help himself.
18+ MDNI | Ramble | MxF | x Reader
NSFW below the cut.
Vessel loves his little dove. He loves that she is tiny compared to him, and soft, and sweet. But, most of all he loves how trusting and oblivious she can be. That was the case when he found her door unlocked one night, entering her home like he owned it, and found his girl asleep on the sofa. She looked so soft, so delicate, so peaceful.
As he approached a soft smile crept onto his face. Her legs were bare, and she seemed comfortable wrapped up in a warm looking hoodie.
A reasonable caring man would drape a blanket over her or maybe even wake her and take her to bed, but not Vessel. Gently he lowered himself onto the sofa by her feet, careful not to wake her.
He started slow, rubbing a hand over her calves, feeling her soft skin. Then, his hands crept higher. He brushed a gentle hand over her thighs, as if testing the waters.
"Love," he murmurs, trying to gauge the depth of her sleep. "Are you awake?"
When he receives no response he continues to let his hands wander, brushing up under the hoodie. He can feel how warm her skin is there, his hands cold in contrast. Pleased when he finds nothing beneath the hoodie he skims his hands up her ribs and finds her breasts.
The chill of his hands causes her nipples to pebble and he lets out a pleased hum in response. He rucks the hoodie up over her chest, exposing her to the cold air.
He gently parts her thighs, so he can shove her panties down before he slots himself between them. He plants wet open-mouthed kisses along her neck as he grinds his clothed erection against her sensitive folds. He relishes in the way her brows furrow and her breath hitches in her sleep every time he presses against her clit.
“Pretty little dove…” He murmurs against her skin. Her reactions spurring him on.
He shoves his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his leaking cock and he lets out a shaky groan as it settles against her wetness.
He crudely spits into his own palm, stroking over his cock to make it slick before gently he guides himself into her fluttering cunt. He has to bite his lip to bite back a moan. He pushes in slowly, not wanting to rouse his little love from her sleep.
When he begins to rock his hips he can hear the little whimpers as they spill past her lips and feel the way her body twitches, responding to the pleasure. He ruts into her like he owns her, taking what he needs from her body.
He’s so close when she opens her eyes with a confused expression “Vessel…?” Her voice comes out soft, hushed. She knew him, had been seeing him for months.
“Shh love…just let me use you…let me make you feel good”
He slides a hand between their bodies and his fingers find her clit, rubbing tight little circles around it as he fucks into her harder now.
“O-Oh god!” She squeals. Vessel groans as he feels her squeeze his cock.
“That’s it darling, cum for me…be a good little dove.”
That has her shaking beneath him and her cunt clamping down onto his cock.
“Oh good girl..” He praises happily “felt so good, didn’t it baby?”
He keeps thrusting until he shudders and spills inside her. With a shaky breath he collapses against her, savoring her heat.
Eventually, he pulls out and presses soft little kisses to her face “C’mon love, let’s get you cleaned up and in bed. I promise I’ll let you sleep this time.” He whispers sweetly as he gathers her up in his arms and carries her to bed. She lets him, too tired to fight and finding she actually enjoyed his embrace.
He gets her cleaned up and they curl in bed together, his front pressed to her back as they doze off. This time, he keeps his hands to himself. Mostly.